All characters are over 18 years old and this story is solely a figment of my imagination.
My language is Spanish, I apologize for any grammatical errors I may make when translating the stories into English
This story is centered on Yaiza, one of the characters in my series 'The Master' and 'The End-of-Year Trip' and can be considered a sort of prequel to the latter.
Yaiza
I've only been in the student dormitory at the university for a few days, far from my brother's control, although every Friday when classes end, I have to return to the palace to spend the weekend there, from Monday to Friday I'm free, well, as free as you can be with a couple of bodyguards in suits walking around the university.
Luckily, George Washington Private University in San Francisco, where a few days after I turned eighteen, I enrolled a month before Christmas break to study law, is one of the most prestigious in the country attended by the children of some of the most important and wealthy people not only in the United States, but around the world, and bodyguards are a common sight in the halls.
Although I have been residing for longer and longer periods in the United States since the age of fourteen, I was born in Kanaan a small Emirate located in the Persian Gulf, and I am an Emirate Princess, my father was Emir Yussuf Al Dilial, and I am the last daughter he had. Now since his death my brother Caleb, the only son he had, rules the Emirate.
I had a hard time convincing him to let me attend this particular university, luckily to discover that an acquaintance, Jacob Francis III, the son of the owner of the company that exploits the Emirate's caltenium mine, whom I have known for years, was also attending the university, made it much easier for me to accept.
Everything was about to go down the drain, when not even fifteen days after I started classes, I had a fight with several girls and boys from the university.
Three operated bitches, with more tits than brains, who thought they were the queens of the campus, thought I would be a dumb immigrant to humiliate and turn into their hobby. When they saw that this was not to be, they ordered me and the few students who would talk to me, among them a guy named Peter, his girlfriend Becky, my friend Jake, and a cute redhead named Selene who by the way she and Jake looked at each other, I had no doubt they were together, something I confirmed weeks later.
One morning as I walked into class several of the bullies who always accompanied the three bitches, thinking they would get a chance to fuck them, had Selene cornered trying to make a pass at her.
Seeing it I didn't think about it for a moment, approaching from behind I grabbed one of the three bitches by the hair and slammed her head against the locker, breaking her nose, the guys quickly turned around to see what was going on, but before they could do anything two of them were lying on the floor clutching their crotch after I had kicked them with the military boots with reinforced toe that I like to wear.
The third guy had worse luck, he dodged my kick and threw a punch at me, which if it had hit me would have surely knocked me out, but one of the things my brother Caleb forced me to do since shortly after the age of sixteen is to learn various types of martial arts with the best teachers and especially with a friend of his named Irene. I had no trouble dodging the punch and as he passed the arm, I hit him with my fist breaking it cleanly.
The two remaining bitches proved to be as much idiots as I thought they were, and despite what they had just seen, they lunged at me. I could have done them a lot of damage, but I simply limited myself to punching them in the eye. It was only when one of them let out a strong insult about my ethnicity that I lost control, if Peter and Jake hadn't shown up to restrain me, I wouldn't have been able to look at myself in the mirror again.
The three bitches, or the triplets as everyone on campus called them, after returning from Christmas break, when they found out who my brother was, started acting like the perfect friends, all with the intention of me introducing them to Caleb.
I avoid them whenever I can, but when I have no choice but to be with them, I put on a smile and try to find out as much as I can about them so I can teach them a little lesson when I get the chance.
I want to find a way for them to visit Kanaan and once there end up with a collar around their necks even if it's only for a couple of days, seeing them walk around the palace naked in front of everyone's eyes would be the greatest humiliation possible for them.
Those thoughts lead me to start caressing myself over my clothes, and it doesn't take me long to have my shirt down with my tits in the air, and my hand inside my shorts. Without realizing that I am not in the palace, I begin to masturbate as I often do, first I play with the piercings I have had in my nipples since I got them shortly before I turned sixteen and despite the opposition of Lady Stephanie, Caleb's mother and Regent of the Emirate, but I quickly remove my pants and begin to play with my pussy.
I am a virgin and I have never been touched by a boy, things of living practically in a harem or in a palace with hardly any male presence, luckily for a year now I do not miss the opportunity to play with one of Caleb's slave girls, and I have been spying on my brother or my sister Anna in the games that are brought in a forbidden part of the palace to which they finally gave me access when I came of age.
Suddenly I hear a small squeak in the next room and I stop abruptly, dressing quickly. I step out into the hallway and hear another squeak, although now I clearly identify it as a moan of pleasure. My room is next to Selene's room, but she shouldn't be in today, every Wednesday she goes out to dinner with Jake and doesn't come back to sleep.
I open the door carefully and walk over to the small living room before the bedroom, there in a very similar position to the one I was in a few seconds ago is Selene, legs open caressing her pussy with two of her fingers.
It's the first time I've seen a girl naked other than one of the palace slave girls, it's strange not to see her nipples and clitoris adorned, or the strip of reddish hair over her pussy. Selene is about three inches taller than me, with long legs, and tits that without being too big, are firm and round and cause me some envy, since I like most of the young women of the Emirate have not too big tits.
I have seen many slave girls masturbating, and I have masturbated in front of them, and now although I know that Selene does not see me, I begin to masturbate, trying not to make any noise, although I do not think she would know if I did.
Selene is increasing the movements of her fingers on her clitoris, introducing one of her fingers inside her pussy, gradually approaching orgasm. At that moment an idea pops into my head and I burst into the small room.
"You can't cum until I tell you to;" I jump at Selene who reacts by giving a little scream and removing her hand from her pussy.
"Damn Yaiza what are you doing here?" she yells at me.
"I heard a noise in the room, I thought you were out with Jake and I came to see what was going on;" I answer her approaching her.
"Jake had last minute things to do;" Selene comments to me. 'He called me half an hour ago, I had been thinking all afternoon about fucking tonight and now I'm completely horny;' she tells me a little embarrassed.
"That I can work out for myself;" I tell her bringing my hand to her wet pussy.
"I've never been with a woman;" Selene tells me. "I wouldn't know what to do."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything;" I tell her taking two handkerchiefs from a chair, intending to tie one end to her wrists and the other to the back legs of the armchair. Seeing this, Selene not only does not put up any resistance to my actions, on the contrary, she offers her arms to make my job easier, which gives me to understand that she is somewhat submissive and that Jake practices these games with her.
With two more scarves I tie her ankles to her front legs, leaving her exposed and ready for my games.
