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 Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 3:05 pm
Story In an Arabian country somewhere far into the middle of thousands miles of sand is the Kingdom of Assadaran. Assadaran is well known for many things like the circus, spices, figs, and most importantly the princes. Each prince has a harem that would make any man jealous. The woman come from all over the world and from all walks of life. Some were once even slaves or maids. The post important goal to the princes is to produce offspring to one day rule the country. What makes this land different from any other land is that the sands of time. The sands of time can spend up or lengthen a pregnancy, stop it in time forever or for a short of time, or even cause pregnancy or birth to never happen. It's a risk to the royal family to never have a male heir and so The brothers fight in hopes to have the first born son. The curse was put on them by an ancient witch was believed to have been a wife of an ancestor who chose another woman child or had lost her child and cursed the harem of that king.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 3:12 pm
Profile Skeletons Princes:
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*Please note that girls can pick their husbands. **If you need me to change your profile later please message me and we can work on it together.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 3:13 pm
Princes Profiles Quote:  Username: Angelmage99 Name: Mailk Age: 19 Biography: Malik was born to a minor wife, but he became known for his beauty. He soon enough was bathed in the wealth of being a prince in fine clothing and food. His favorite activity is to ride horses. He also likes his woman fine as well. He prefers exotic beauties to the native ones that come from his home land. Stardust Drifter (Appearance): Short red hair, topaz eyes, His body is athletic yet not super buff. Wearing a cloak, white sultan like pants, and thick black sandels he looks more like an adventurer than a prince. Username: Stardust Drifter Name: Dash Moontide Age: 23 Biography: Born into a royal family Dash spent most of his younger days on the streets with the people his father ruled over. The Sultan didn't mind, seeing that when Dash would be ruler he would benefit from the trust of the people around him. The only problem was that Dash got into all kind of missadventures and began to love exploring old ruins and temples. This caused his father to panic, so he sent the boy off to rule over his own country. A surprise that shocked the young man into having his own town built for him to rule over. A new dream fell upon his heart as he entered the halls of his very own palace...one to make his town better than his fathers. To maybe even have his kingdom become greater! Dash moves around looking for people to move into his town and recruiting those that do. He still tried to explore on the side but being Sultan is hard work. Skilled with trading he's gathered quiet a lot of wealth while he aged. Now at 23 he still wanders about looking for people to live in his town. Maybe even find a wife or two, since his father sort of begged him to find a bride. Tanuki Ookami  Username:Tanuki ookami Name:Cure Age:21 Biography:Cure was born in to royalty but his family was the darker kind of people the wore black the one ever battle ever war they torchered there prisoners. He was a very quit prince he jus observed what his father did. though he was a great fighter his father would not let him go into battle. Now that he father is almost at his life time Cure must do what he watched his father do and be the leader into battle Tanuki Ookami  Username:Tanuki Ookami Name: Sire Age: 30 Biography: he was the oldest son the king had but he did not want to be a king he did not want to rule over people he ran away from the kingdom when he was 14. he lived amongst the common folk and now he knows what it is like to be poor cause of greedy royalty, and the king making life easy for rich and hard for poor....well now he is back
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 3:14 pm
Harlem Girls Profiles
~Alphabetical Order by Prince~ CureQuote:  Username: Angelmage99 Name: Tien Li Age: 18 Husband: Cure Biography: Tien Li is from a kingdom far to the east where she was born to a man with many daughters. She is well educated because of her father's love for his children, but each child needs to chose their own way and Tien Li thought it best to become a tool for her kingdom and offered herself as a political and trade alliance to the dessert kingdom far to the west of her home. Now she is waiting for the king to chose a prince or a prince to chose her. Face the Darkness within (Appearance)  Username: Face the Darkness Within Name: Alfina Jensighn Age: 18 (and just recently turned so) Husband: ??? Biography: just a girl that you could meet almost anywhere, except she's obviously beautiful. However, she is unaware of just how good looking she is. She knows that she turns heads, but she doesn't realize just how many and how often. She is occasionally air headed and a bit ditzy, but usually acts calmly, kindly, and talks warmly with people around her. She never talks about her past, though. She hates people who try to pressure something out of her too, so expect a few slaps in the face for making actual efforts. (The catch to this one is that you have to fight for her. She's available to any prince who wants to take a shot at her, so any of you could end up claiming her. I may even add a twist to this story (with author's permission of course sweatdrop ) so that multiple princes could fall for her. In any case, whoever claims her will be a very lucky man.) ChiyoYukiko  Username: Chiyo Yukiko Name: Zorya Venimian Age: 19 Husband: Dash Biography: There isn't much known about this Ukrainian royalty descendant who was kept hidden away form the world until age 15. She was revealed to the public on her sixteenth birthday and was the target of several attacks. So her parents in order to ensure her safety sent her to the desert where they would never look for her. WritingTime Quote: Username:WritingTime Name: Asalah Age: 19 Husband: Malik Biography: Asalah was born into a noble family in a foreign land. She was trained from a young age to fight because her father was unable to produce male heirs. He therefore felt he needed a daughter who could protect herself and continue his lineage. One day she saw Malik on his horse and fell in love with him due to her love of horses as well. She likes to swim in her spare time, write, and think about the things she hopes to do in the future. She has a desire to have Malik's children one day if she will be allowed to some time.  ChiyoYukiko  Username: Chiyo Yukiko Name: Lanikai Yindi Age: 20 Husband: Unclaimed Biography: Lanikai was known for three things in her home land. Being of royal blood was the biggest, followed up by her expensive tastes. The third was the most dangerous however and was the cause of her having to leave the island. She was impossible to pin down and in a fight she was known for being extremely flexible and unpredictable. The day someone pulled a gun however and attempted to shoot the female who managed to disarm then is when her family said enough was enough. They removed her privilege to walk among the people, forbid her to fight, and pushed her into belly dancing along with ballet. Lanikai became miserable shortly after this happened and her parents sent the girl to the desert lands in order for her to find her place beside one of the princes. whiters4  Username: Whiters4 Name: Eden Royalheart Age: 18 Husband: n/a Biography: When Eden was ten years old, her kingdom was attacked by Vikings. As the kingdom came closer and closer to being over thrown, the king and queen sent Eden some where they knew she could be safe. Accompanied by her hand maiden, the young princess was sent away from her home into a world full of wonders. Over the years, Eden traveled vigorously and experienced many things in her freedom. She learned the seductive dances of the gypsies, the precise archery and fighting skills of the village women in the rain forest, and the singing skills of the women of the clouds. Eden came to learn so much, she never dreamed of returning to her kingdom and submitting to the men there. Nevertheless, that day did come. She was welcomed home eight years later, and went back to boring princess life. But, of course, the young women could not stay still and just after a few months of being home her father sent her to the desserts in hopes that one of the princes there would take her hand in marriage and teach her her proper place as a women. Eden wears mens’ clothes whenever she can get away with it, and she likes to sneak out often with her bow and arrows. But, once you get her into the proper apparel, there is no hiding a curved body that was raised in luxury.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 4:02 pm
Quote: Username:WritingTime Name: Asalah Age: 19 Husband: Malik Biography: Asalah was born into a noble family in a foreign land. She was trained from a young age to fight because her father was unable to produce male heirs. He therefore felt he needed a daughter who could protect herself and continue his lineage. One day she saw Malik on his horse and fell in love with him due to her love of horses as well. She likes to swim in her spare time, write, and think about the things she hopes to do in the future. She has a desire to have Malik's children one day if she will be allowed to some time.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 4:36 pm
Deep within the sands of the Assadaran desert surrounded by a veil of dust and stone existed a place. A palace so splendid one would only think the gods and goddesses could live in it. The palace had ivory white towers, encrusted in rubies which refracted a reddish white glow upon its citizens. High in one of these towers, nearly three stories up, a young woman leaned against a banister of glistening marble and sighed.
The elbow she was leaning on slipped on the slick stone and nearly sent her chin crashing into rock railing less than a foot below her. She caught herself quickly with her other arm. Her dark red hair billowed in the wind and her dark red eyes focused on her near slip. Had she slipped she would have taken herself out of this world and disappointed her prince. "How would Malik feel? That is alone in this world and without his favorite princess." she wondered.
She arched her back and stood at her full height of five foot seven inches and let the winds pass over a white skirt and top she was wearing. It was a plain and simple garb, but being that it was early morning it was acceptable until she or Malik had to receive guests. "Guests..." she growled and hated that word. Life was unfair for her in that these people made her and him so busy that time spent together often felt very short, far too short.
She wanted to convey her dream to him. Wanted to tell him her deepest desire to carry his children into the world, yet thus far her body had refused to cooperate. She had bared him no offspring and many times it seemed Malik was not ready for it. This was her opinion though.
Her father often told her that if wanted to get ahead in this world it was not only great to become strong, but find a person who shared your likes, loves, and dreams and create a new link to the world with them. She had found Malik and his similarities to her own likes were good, but she had yet to know his dreams. They were a new couple and it had only been recently since she moved from her homeland of Badiyah. Fortunately, it was the desert next door so if she had problems could easily return to her father. Malik though had yet to cause her that kind of grief though she had decided to stay for the moment.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 4:41 pm
(Appearance): Short red hair, topaz eyes, His body is athletic yet not super buff. Wearing a cloak, white sultan like pants, and thick black sandels he looks more like an adventurer than a prince.
Username: Stardust Drifter
Name: Dash Moontide
Age: 23
Biography:
Born into a royal family Dash spent most of his younger days on the streets with the people his father ruled over. The Sultan didn't mind, seeing that when Dash would be ruler he would benefit from the trust of the people around him. The only problem was that Dash got into all kind of missadventures and began to love exploring old ruins and temples. This caused his father to panic, so he sent the boy off to rule over his own country. A surprise that shocked the young man into having his own town built for him to rule over.
A new dream fell upon his heart as he entered the halls of his very own palace...one to make his town better than his fathers. To maybe even have his kingdom become greater! Dash moves around looking for people to move into his town and recruiting those that do. He still tried to explore on the side but being Sultan is hard work. Skilled with trading he's gathered quiet a lot of wealth while he aged. Now at 23 he still wanders about looking for people to live in his town. Maybe even find a wife or two, since his father sort of begged him to find a bride.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 4:47 pm
Malik had silently come into the room. He was a little tried of the day's right. He had been up since early in the morning taking care of his father's letters and news. The harem let all members go to and fro as they wish and so during the day no room was really private, but most people would blush and silently slip away when they saw a prince with one of their girls.
Malik walked up behind his red haired ruby. He quietly took a look over her shoulder to see what she was looking at. Of course there was a good view of the city and the palace grounds no matter what window they looked at. Malik had always liked the views from this window in his harem.
"What are you looking at my ruby?" He said finally. The quiet was now gone from the world as the prince came to her side and joined her. "Is something on your mind princess? Do you need me to do something for you? What is it that your heart wishes?"
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 4:58 pm
Asalah looked out over the landscape seeing the tiny stone shops of craftsmen below her and then over her shoulder. Her prince, Malik, had arrived behind her and was looked over her shoulder onto the city below. She wet her lips with her tongue and voiced her demands, "My prince... I may be your red ruby, but like an apple I grow rotten when poorly cared for. I would like to know when you are free of your father's papers so that we may play. I have stood in this tower many days on end as you have received guests and have hardly been granted your presence. When will it be my turn to enjoy the love you show your guests?"
Asalah closed her mouth after speaking and thought she had gone to far. She turned around showing off the full length of her body to Malik and wondered how he might react. "I hate to be headstrong and forward, but my father raised me this way and he often comments in his letters to me that you are "missing out" if you spend your time with others. I might have a desire to go visit that other prince I have heard lives here in this city or nearby."
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 5:07 pm
Malik was surprised by the woman's tone. He wasn't sure if anyone had ever talked to him in such a tone of voice. Well maybe his mother when he was young. Now he was grown with his own castle to take care of. The voice didn't displease him at the same time. It was just the opposite. The voice turned him on. It was demanding and selfish like a real queen should be.
Malik wrapped his arm as he spun her around to face him. "That voice. How do you think I feel about it?" he asked her. He looked her in the eyes. He was a little gruff, but not to the point that he was hurting her in anyway. "Bend over at this window. You must be punished for your actions." If his brothers got word that he let his women talk back to him then there would be some teasing.
"You will make a fine queen one day, but you must learn your place." He added as he turned her so she was facing out the window. "I have all afternoon to do with you as I wish, but because you talked back your moans will be heard through the city. I don't want to hear anything about my other brothers." He told her in a firm voice as he pushed her forward and rested his hands on her hips.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 5:29 pm
Asalah was slightly surprised when he said she would be spanked. She became slightly dizzy as he spun her around and felt his hands grab her hips and gently bent over with her butt facing the city as he commanded. Malik was a little rough at the moment, but he was prince and as a prince she could not refuse his orders.
"I'll have you know," she commented, "I think you want this. Real men dole out punishment to their wives on a necessary basis, weak men let their women control them, and bad men wreck them like the poorest of camels." She smiled and whispered, "I have spoken to you in this tone just to see if you can still dole out that gentle punishment I expect occasionally, but know that I will have my fair share when the time comes."
She proudly stuck her butt out further and made her body as straight as a board. She would take this punishment with a grain of salt. Her red eyes glowed with fierceness. It was a trait she had learned from a young age and had very little time to control in her husband's presence. She was still new to him after all.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 5:42 pm
If Malik ever became a king would have to pick his queen. A strong spirited woman like this would be a good one. A queen would need to loved by her king and put down all the other harem girls as needed. In fact the queen was the only one who could leave the harem. All the other girls would stick to the courtyard and harem.
"My Ruby. Do you really think that I'd just let you get away with a little beating?" He questioned her. She was still so innocent when it came to what he could do without being in trouble. He wasn't going to spank her or whip her even. Her body was his to do with as he pleased. He leaned down and kissed her spine.
"A spank would not be the right moan to embarrass you in front of the whole city." He told her. "I want to hear moans of a different kind." He said as his hands moved from her hips and started to pull down her bottom. "Undress yourself."
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 5:55 pm
Asalah felt his wet lips touch her back and leave a mark upon her bronzed skin. She blushed when she heard she was to undress for him and said, "I-I like my beatings. My father used to give me some when we had horses because I once did not treat such creatures nicely."
She felt his strong hand on her round rump, the soft silk of her dress tickled her skin as he slid it down. "Must you really do this?" she whimpered as looked up into his eyes. "My body is precious to me and although I love you as your most favored woman should I do not think this publicity is good for you my prince. No peasant nor noble would want to see their prince desecrate a desert beauty such as myself." She tried with all her might to use her wiles to stop his actions, but closed her eyes just in case she could not. She was not ready for this kind of public affection. Hugs, kisses, and cuddling were the things a harem woman was allowed to do in public, but outright... She could not bring herself to think the word.
Still she did as commanded and put her hands on her top. She unlaced it from the back and said, "Be gentle with my skirt if you must take it off. It's not right for you to do this in public I feel, but at least take care of that cloth it's expensive silk."
(I think we need to move to private messaging.)
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 7:49 pm
Malik pulled away after his brides punishment and dressed. He knew that she understood that if she did anything like that again he would make love to in the courtyard were the other harem girls could see. He wouldn't allow any other man to see her body like he did and so he would make sure that he would find new places. He supposed he could add a covered carriage as his next thing if she continued after that. One that would parade down the streets to his father's palace and let her moans be heard by the people.
The man moved to her bed. It was really both of theirs, but they only shared it the nights that Malik wasn't busy with another harem girl or he wasn't out of the house. He patted the side next to him to tell his women to come sleep next to him. It would help relate themselves as they wined down from the enjoyment they just had.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 7:55 pm
Asalah put on her clothes and walked over to Malik was patting the bed she sat down next to him and asked, "Malik, I know this might sound rude again, but how many wives do you have and where do I rank among them?" She was curious since she was new to his harem and had not learned how many people served him yet male or female. She had seen many of them wandering around, but knew little of who they were or what they did.
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