The Prince and the Journalist

The Prince and the Journalist 10 - The Ancient City

(Rose's point of view)

When I get to the hall where they are waiting for me to eat I try to relax my body, I feel strange, I don't know if it is because of the prevailing heat that has caused my fainting while walking through the garden located between the main building and the harem or because of the accumulated fatigue after the days visiting the mines, but I have not slept well for several days, with erotic dreams in which I am the protagonist, replacing all the slave girls I have seen these days.

I am surprised not to find Caleb next to his mother waiting for me, and I am more surprised to find Lady Nabila in his place, I had the impression that she had not liked me too much, yes I am glad to find a smiling Yaiza sitting with them, who as soon as she sees me arrive gets up and after giving me a hug she gives me her hand to guide me to the table.

"I hope you are well Miss Wagner?" asks Yaiza. "My sister told me about your fainting spell."

"I am fine Yaiza;" I reply. "I am not used to this dry heat, and I told you the other day you can call me Rose;" I add.

I watch as Yaiza looks at Lady Stephanie, and as the Regent shakes her head in the affirmative.

"Ok Rose, if you are ok I wanted to ask you this afternoon to help me with the IPad and IPhone, I think I have touched something and they don't work well;" she comments to me.

"When we finish eating I will help you with your problem;" I answer Yaiza knowing by her smile that she wants more than just setting up her toys again.

I go to sit down, but don't as I see Yaiza look at Lady Stephanie as if she is waiting for something.

"Okay, you can eat with us;" Lady Stephanie says to Yaiza, who with a wide smile sits down next to me.

The meal passes in silence, as if Yaiza's presence was impeding the conversation, luckily it is the young lady herself who breaks the silence.

"I thought you were a journalist, but Caleb showed me a picture where you look like one of the doctors at the hospital;" Yaiza tells me, causing Lady Nabila and Lady Stephanie to look at me in surprise.

"While I was at the mine I helped Professor Katherine with some of the biological samples they have found;" I reply to Yaiza without stopping eating, wondering when Caleb has taken that picture of me.

"I can't imagine you dressed in a white coat, glasses and your hair up;" Lady Nabila comments.

"I have the picture on the IPhone;" jumps Yaiza pulling the phone out of her pants bag. "It reminds me of you when I was visiting you at the hospital and you were tending to the children."

Now if I stop eating being me the one who is surprised, and I look at Lady Nabila, who diverts her gaze to the cell phone that Yaiza shows her.

"Nabila is licensed in Medicine, Pharmacy and Nursing;" Lady Stephanie tells me. "Although she has been attending mainly tribal children for some time now."

"I have given Caleb the name of a couple of biologists I know, some of the samples I have seen at the mine may prove to be very interesting and have important medical applications;" I comment.

The rest of the meal passes between trivial conversations, as soon as we finish eating Yaiza grabs my hand to take me to her quarters.

(Lady Nabila's point of view)

"Do you look surprised?" Stephanie asks me. "You didn't expect that from Rose?"

No, I answer, the truth is that I was surprised, at first glance Rose seemed superficial to me, giving the impression that everything is a game to her, but now hearing her talk during lunch about the biological samples and their different applications, I can't help but think that her pose and attitude are just a facade that helps her in her work.

"The truth is that he has surprised me, in a nice way;" I finally reply to Stephanie. "Are you planning to go ahead with what you have planned?" I ask her.

"With everything I have planned, you need to see the Emirate from all points of view?" she replies to me.

"I don't think I'm the right woman for Caleb;" I point to Stephanie.

"That's for sure, and your brother knows it, he just wants to fuck her, period;" she tells me.

"Then if you're not getting her ready for Caleb, I don't understand why you're doing this;" I retort.

"You'll know when the time comes, until then leave it all up to me;" she points to me getting up from the table, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

(Rose's point of view)

The time helping Yaiza turns into more than four hours, in which I can't do anything to help her, the little girl is a computer genius and has managed to overcome all the blocks ordered by Lady Stephanie, having full access to the entire network.

She keeps asking me questions of all kinds, to which I answer as best I can, only when she starts asking some questions that make even me blush, I stop answering her and have to threaten to warn Lady Stephanie if she keeps entering any of those pages she refers to.

"I'm sorry Miss Wagner;" she tells me ducking her eyes. "I won't do it again, but please don't say anything about this to Lady Stephanie or my sister, I don't want them taken away from me;" she comments making reference to the IPad and IPhone.

"Ok;" I say running my hand through Yaiza's dark mane, causing her to get angry and protest.

When I return to my quarters I lie down on the bed and stretch, I am exhausted and my whole body aches, now I am sure it is due to the days spent in the mines, and so much time on my feet studying the samples.

For a few moments I think about calling for a massage, but then I remember what happened last time and decide to pass, after a few minutes looking at the ceiling, I decide not to go out for dinner, Lady Stephanie wants to leave at nine in the morning to visit the Old City and I prefer to rest,

I don't know how long I have been lying on the bed, when I hear a knock at the door, I don't expect anyone and I am tempted not to get up, but when the knock is repeated I get up to open the door.

I am surprised when I open the door to see Enke with a tray.

"Lady Stephanie sent me with dinner and has ordered me to answer all the questions you ask me;" the blonde slave girl tells me.

It is true that while eating I remarked to Lady Stephanie that I wanted to interview some of the slave girls for the story, but I had no intention of starting tonight.

"Come in;" I say to Enke, who enters the room and after leaving the food on the table kneels on the floor with her legs spread and her hands on her thighs.

"I will dine in bed, and ask you while I dine;" I remark. "Sit on the bed."

Enke looks at me at my words and hesitates whether to get up.

"I have already told Teresa and now I am telling you, with me you do not have to behave the same as with Caleb or Lady Stephanie;" I tell him. "Sit as you wish;" I repeat.

Enke climbs onto the bed and sits cross-legged, a totally opposite posture to the one he had before.

I observe Enke's body completely in full view under the silks of the harem clothes, although I could already admire her that first night in the palace while she was dancing naked fucking herself with a huge dildo and then while fucking Gabbie, now I look at her let's say in a more scientific way.

She has a slim body, without an ounce of fat on it, long legs, her tits are not too big although her nipples are dark and marked, she barely has curves in her hips, what stands out the most in her is an elongated face with wide and full lips and quite rare dark blue eyes, her very light blonde hair cut in a half mane, and despite being made up you can see some freckles on her face. In short a beauty that I don't know if it's because of her time as a slave girl or because it's something that came from before she knows how to use her body to seduce men.

"Tell me how you ended up as a slave girl;" I ask her as I continue to dine.

"It's not much different from other stories you'll hear these days;" Enke answers me. "I came on vacation along with a couple of girlfriends, we met a guy at the hotel, who invited us to go to one of the clubs in town, and like dupes we trusted him."

"We danced, drank too much and ended up passing out, when I woke up I was naked in a warehouse along with half a dozen other girls, waiting to be sold as slave girls;" she explains to me. "Luckily the Emirate police broke into the warehouse interrupting the auction, although as we had all been marked as slave girls we were sold at one of the public auction houses to serve our three years of slavery."

How long ago was that?" I ask her again.

"One year, eleven months and three days;" she answers me, smiling.

"Did they buy you directly for the harem?" I continue to ask him.

"No, I am an architect and was working in a studio in Berlin. Lady Stephanie bought me with the intention that I would help her in a housing construction project in the area between the City and the Old City, but as soon as we arrived at the palace and Master Caleb saw me I became the first slave girl he incorporated into his harem;" she explains to me.

"And why is that?"

"That first night after fucking me for hours;" she begins to tell me making a strange face of pleasure as she remembers that moment. "He commented to me that he didn't feel comfortable fucking his father's slave girls, since he knew most of them since he was a boy, so he has freed most of them, only Berta, Sandra and a couple of other slave girls remain in the harem, but he never uses them."

"How many slave girls are in the harem now?"

"Apart from the four I told you, there is me, Teresa, Rina, Atiya and a couple of other local girls whose names I can't remember, to those we have to add Gabbie and since this morning a very shy but very pretty young woman with glasses, although from what I hear she will only stay in the harem for a few weeks;" Enke comments to me.

Hearing her I have no doubt that this is the young woman who was arrested on the beach the night before.

"What is it like to be a harem slave girl, and to be able to be used by anyone?" I ask her curiously.

"It's fun to be able to fuck every night;" she answers me, ducking her gaze as she realizes her answer. "I've always loved sex, and I didn't care about boy or girl, in this time apart from Master Caleb, Colonel Malek and Bungami, I've only been fucked by a couple of other men, although every night we slave girls play with each other until we bring each other to orgasm."

For a few moments my imagination runs wild at the thought of Bungami fucking Enke's slender body, I want to ask her how that huge cock feels in her pussy, but the question that comes out of my mouth is another.

"How does it feel when Caleb fucks you?"

Enke puts on a smile realizing my reaction to asking the question, and I don't know if spontaneously or premeditated she changes her position spreading her legs allowing me to see her shaved and pierced pussy.

"It's amazing, he's capable of fucking for hours;" Enke answers me running her tongue over her lips, licking her lips with memories. "The first two months he kept me chained to the bed all the time, so he could fuck me whenever he wanted, he fed me, washed me it was amazing."

"Now he calls me once a fortnight to his bed, but the next two days I am exhausted and worn out from the orgasms he brings me to, with my pussy and ass sore, although in those two days I keep masturbating imagining his cock going in and out of my pussy, stretching my ass that he deflowered himself that first night;" she comments to me.

"You have to try it;" she blurts out without being aware of what she is saying.

"Shit!" I mutter under my breath, noticing my pussy getting wet at Enke's descriptions, now it's going to be impossible for me to fall asleep.

"Someone is getting off on what I'm telling;" Enke points out moving closer to me, running his fingers over the fabric of my clothes in the area where my nipples are clearly marked.

"I can tell you how Master Caleb fucks me while we play;" Enke tells me lifting my shirt so he can kiss my nipples directly. "As part of the interview, of course."

"Of course;" I tell her bringing my hands to her body to start undressing her.

Instantly we are kissing, our tongues entwined passing from one mouth to the other, again like these previous nights it is me trying to take control, but again it is Enke despite being the slave girl who takes them.

She lifts my hands above my head to remove my shirt, but doesn't let me take it off completely, she keeps it around my arms as if tied with it, then she lays me down on the bed and places herself between my breasts, kneading them with her hands.

When Enke's mouth closes over one of my nipples my whole body shudders with pleasure, her lips suck on my nipple, stretching it, making it hard to the point that the touch of her tongue hurts as intensely as the pleasure it gives me. After several minutes she moves on to my other nipple repeating the same operation, doubling my sensation of pleasure as she keeps playing with her fingers with the nipple she doesn't have in her mouth.

If Enke continues with these games it won't be long before I reach orgasm, fortunately she takes her hands to my pants and slowly removes them, pulling them down my legs leaving my wet pussy in full view.

Just as her mouth took over my nipples she now takes over my clit, long kisses, her tongue alternately licking and entering my pussy. I close my eyes overwhelmed with pleasure, and that action prevents me from watching as a shadow appears in the room and stares as Enke finally brings me to orgasm.

The orgasm does not make Enke stop, she continues to move her mouth over my pussy, tasting my juices, hitting my clit with her tongue over and over again in an endless cycle that does not take long to start a second orgasm in my body, an inevitable orgasm when she starts fucking me with two of her fingers while continuing to caress my clit with her thumb.

I want to ask Enke to stop, but I am unable to utter any sound other than moans of pleasure, meanwhile there are already three of Enke's fingers in my pussy, and they are no longer just moving in and out of it, they move inside exploring everything, they spread apart stretching my pussy, giving me a better sensation than any cock I have ever had before.

Just as I am on the verge of my third orgasm Enke stops and withdraws her face from my pussy, leaving me frustrated and impatient for her to continue.

"Lie on your stomach and lift your ass;" she orders me, and I submissively and eager for more obey her immediately.

I think Enke is going to fuck me with one of the toys in one of the cupboards, but she doesn't get off the bed, instead she moves her mouth back to my pussy and puts several fingers inside.

The sensations in that position are completely different, both her fingers and her tongue touch different places, none of my lovers before coming here had made me feel anything like that, and since my arrival at Kanaan neither Meredith, the masseuse of the first day, nor Teresa nor Rina, nor of course the inexperienced Gabbie have made me feel what I am feeling with Enke.

I no longer know what to expect from Enke, the orgasm that was interrupted by making me change positions is growing inside me again, and I feel her more intense than before. The fingers are still inside me, but I notice how the tongue begins to lick above my pussy, getting closer to my back hole, when I notice it on my ass I feel a small shiver, which only increases when it starts to go around the dark circle.

Enke keeps up that game for several seconds, finally withdrawing her tongue, though I immediately feel something trying to enter my asshole, an asshole nothing has ever entered. Enke's finger begins to work its way into my ass, I feel it stretch and then close tightly, causing me to have to use as much force to pull it out as to push it in.

"Fuck!" exclaims Enke. "I can't imagine what Master Caleb is going to enjoy fucking this tight ass;" she comments to me.

I burst into another orgasm, and press my face against the bed so Enke doesn't hear my moans of pleasure or see my face, this third orgasm has not come from her fingers or tongue, it has come from imagining Caleb fucking my ass.

"It's her turn to pleasure me;" a smiling Enke tells me.

(Lady Stephanie's point of view)

I have not been able to ask Enke how the interview with Rose went, but given that I have seen her leaving the journalist's quarters at approximately eight in the morning, everything seems to have indicated that it went well, probably even better than planned.

I hope everything goes as planned, walking around the Old City is dangerous, even for the Regent of the Emirate, and more so after what has been discovered these days, although I know that both Colonel Malek and Bungami have deployed their men and we will be watched at all times.

Initially I had thought of going with Teresa and a couple of bodyguards, but in those conditions it would be difficult for us to observe the daily life of the Old City, so finally it will be just Rose and me, I hope I was not wrong about the journalist.

When Rose comes down from her quarters, she does so dressed as I expected, jeans and tank top, tremendously sexy and provocative but totally inappropriate for where we are going.

"Sorry Rose, yesterday I forgot to leave you the clothes you had to wear today;" I tell her. "The idea is to be unnoticed so I can observe everything;" I add.

"I'm sorry Lady Stephanie, I hadn't realized that;" she replies blushing and lowering her gaze to the floor.

"Put this on;" I say handing her a wide dress down to her feet."Leave only your underwear on, it's still very hot and we don't want you to faint again."

Rose changes in one of the palace rooms, and when she comes out I can only shake my head at the sight of her.

"I already told Caleb when we left for the mines, she would attract less attention naked and with a necklace than trying to make her go unnoticed;" comments Colonel Malek approaching us.

Omar is right, despite the wide dress, her curves are perfectly visible, and her blonde hair looks like a lighthouse in the night, it is impossible for her not to attract attention.

"Put this scarf over your hair;" I say to Rose. When she does Omar shakes his head again and smiles, Rose's fair skin and big blue eyes still drawing too much attention.

"Don't laugh so hard Colonel;" I say to Omar in a serious voice. "You know if anything happens to Rose you'll end up a watchman in the mines."

"After seeing the slave girls working in the mine offices it wouldn't be a bad job;" Omar replies to me.

"On the night shift;" I reply, watching the smile disappear from his face.

"Don't worry Lady Stephanie, nothing will happen to Rose;" Omar comments in a serious voice.

(Rose's visa point)

Despite what Lady Stephanie may think, I don't feel strange with the long dress she has given me to wear, not even with the scarf on my head, I have already dressed like this during my reports in Syria or Iraq, I even cut my blond hair practically to zero during my stay in Thailand, I am more than used to these things.

As well as to the mines, we travel in military jeeps, which stop when we reach the ramparts next to a large metal and wooden gate with inscriptions in gold.

"It is the main gate of the city called the Lovers' Gate in honor of the desert lovers parents of the first Emir of the Ghazi dynasty, the inscriptions on the gate tell their story;" Lady Stephanie comments to me.

I stare at the door for a few seconds, until Lady Stephanie starts walking towards the interior of the Old City.

"Welcome to the 15th century!" she says to me.

I look around and immediately understand Lady Stephanie's words, nowhere to be seen are cars or illuminated signs, hardly any street lamps or lights on the buildings and most that are there don't look more than five or ten years old, although I am surprised to see a cobblestone floor with sewers on all sides and several fountains scattered throughout the streets.