An Arabian Tale (Reserved for Xuna)

When he came towards her A’isha faught the urge to back again, she wasn’t even sure she could if she tired her legs were aching and her ass was throbing. She was tired and worried. Soon enough they would be going back to her homeland and it would be known then that she was not a escaped slave but she was a princess and she was bethrowed to be married to a prince. She would miss Hassan though, half of her just wanted her to scream ‘run take me away far away’ but she knew her father would not rest until he knew what had happened to his daughter. So instead she looked up at him when he siad she should have told him she shook her head “And have you think I am weak? Never” She winced. “How long is my ass going to hurt, I doubt I will be able to walk tommrow”

The more he talked the more guilty A’isha felt. He really wanted her, and he was going to be heartbroken, A’isha didn’t know how she would handle it, maybe she was just fooling herself maybe he didn’t care about her and he only liked her because she was flirty and held back what she was sure he was really after. She swallowed hard and spoke softly her voice shaking. “And if the king refuses and imprisions me for escaping from my master?” She raised a eye brow waiting for his reply.

Yawning she laid down and laid her head in his lap “I hope you don’t mind me laying like this for some reason I am exhausted” She teasiling giggled. But her eyes showed how tired she was, and she hoped that he would only assume that she was only tired and he didn’t pick up on her fear and worry as well.

Suddenly something he said hit her and she sat up suddenly. “What do oyu mean certain laws that you could simply claim me?” She shook her head “And again why would you want me as a slave, I am not even that good looking, sex slaves are the pick of the pack” She then flopped down in his laps obviosly exhuasted from her day. She sighed “I guess I am just nervous what if you fail and I end up with the visor” She closed her eyes and breathed in his scent. And slowly relaxed in his arms hopng he liked ths because for the moment she just needed to be held but she opened her eyes to look up at him. “I don’t want to go to the vizar I much rather die” She of course ment the Prince but this worked just as well. She was frightened she had been keeping this sercret from Hassan and he would more then likely hate her for it once it was out

"Well." he told her, "When a slave escapes their master and is caught by someone else, they can claim that slave as their own if they so wish." Of course there usually was a reward for valuable slaves and most returned the slaves for the reward. As she floped down on his lap he wrapped his arms around her and held her to him. "Trust me my lovely little one. The viser will never get his hands on you. As for why I would want you, don't put yourself down. You are quite lovely and desireable."

He wondered what she was going to say when she found out he was a prince and not just a mere mercenary. She would never have to worry about the vizer nor anyone else again. When he freed her and made her his second wife, she would be able to roam the city as much as she liked and talk with the people. Of course he would make sure that she had a couple strong guards to keep an eye on her.

"Well my lovely little slave girl, you look as if you could fall asleep any second." he laid her down on the bedding and pulled a blanket up over her. "You sleep and know that you are safe." he laid down next to her.

Laying in his lap his voice lulled her into more relaxation she loved is scent and when he wrapped his arms around her she sighed. “Hmmm I like that Hassan” She placed her small and on top of his and gently stroked it. She held her eyes shut when he went on. He was wrong of course, and soon he find out the truth, she was a princess bethowed to be married. When he complemented he she inwardly died a little she wasn’t lovely, she was a lier and soon he would call her that and hate her as she hated herself.

When he moved her she whimpered she didn’t wante to be moved she wanted to stay with him, surely after tonight she wouldn’t be held again. But when he moved in next to her she smile “I have but one request” She paused “Hold me until I at least fall asleep” Her voice was shaking as if she was holding back tears.

Assan was more then happy to hold her. He pulled her to him and held her. It was not long before he fell asleep and had troubled dreams. In them he was marrying the princess who was a fat spoiled brat that screamed every time she did not get her way. It was not the type of dream he wanted to be having. He awoke his eyes snapping open and took a deep breath. He felt A'isha in his arms and smiled.

He kissed the top of her head gently and closed his eyes again and thought of only her and dreamed of them riding across the dessert together, her before him in the saddle. Once morning came, there were shouts and the sounds of horns sounding the alarm. Assan was up and out of the tent his sword drawn. Surrounding the caravan were the soldiers of Alibinali their swords drawn, bows pulled back with arrows knocked. He heard talk of the princess being kidnapped by those of Arnan to keep the war going. He saw his double being taken out of his tent his hands tied behind him. Anger rose in Assan and he was about to rush forward but something in the back of his head told him to stop, to find out what was going on. He had a feeling that something was not right about the whole thing.

The soldiers ordered that the caravan pack up and move out to the city.

Eventually A’isha fell asleep but her dreams were frightening, she was caught and brought back to the village and it was let out that she was infact the princess and Hassan angery that she had lied to him turned her back on her, and she was married off to the prince, who only wante her to produce an heir. She kept producing girls and he beat her each time. She suddenly opened her eyes felt the arm around her smiled and fell back asleep, she didn’t want to think about what would happen, not just yet.

But when she heard screaming she sat up quickly in bed wincing at the nearly unbearable pain that was shotting up her ass. She blinked her eyes not yet adjusted to te light. “Hassan wats going on?” She heard the voices and regonize them she swallowed hard they were coming for her. She attempted to stand but her knees gave out from under her and she collasped to the ground. She looked up at Hassan visable shaken “What are we going to do?” She paused know this would be a good time to tell him “Hassan there is something I have to tell you” But she was cut off by someone coming into the tent, A’isha figured he was embarassed because he lowered his eyes away from her. And he whspered something in Hassans ear but A’isah couldn’t hear it. Her one real chance to let it be known and it was blown

Assan got A'isha to his two trusted friends and had them keep her hidden. The placed a blanket over her so she could wear it like a cloak of sorts, holding it at the neck to keep her face hidden. "You stay with them." he told A'isha. "They will keep you out of sight." He had his two men hide their weapons on one of the camals as he did. The soldiers were moving through the caravan disarming the men. When some came to him he had none and they thought that others had disarmed him and moved on.

The soldiers guarded the caravan to make sure none escaped and several hours later they reached the city. The animals were left out side the city gates and the people were ushered inside the city, under heavy guard. Up at the front was Assan's double. Assan himself along with A'isha and his two companions were not to far away. He wanted to know what was going on. The princess was suppose to have been kidnapped, and by his people. Now that was not possible, he told himself. They were all brought to the palace and escorted into the presence of the Sultan and the Viser.

"So this is the pig that had my daughter kidnapped!" The sultan began. "Where is my daughter?" he was angry.

Having missed her chance she silently walked with Hassan and nodded to the two friends. She put the cloak on quickly hidding her face knowin that the gaurds would see her and she wasn’t sure what would happen then. Something was not right but she was certain that the Viser had something to do with this and she wanted to find out. So when the gaurds came up to where she was she made sure that she was well hidden especially her hands wich held the faint tell tale birthmark.

The trip proved painful but she kept her head low and focused on the task. When they finally made it to the village and she was ushered in her heart was beating fast she did her best to stop limping for that would look bad for the princess to be limping. When she finally saw her father she had to smile he had missed him but that smile quickly left her face. When he made his demand she was then fumming.

She knew what she had to do, she stepped forward and turned to Hassan whispering “Please forgive me” Before she steped through the lines and to her father and took off her hood. “Father you have been lied to” She glared at the Viser “I was not kidnapped, I snuck out to be with the people, like you know I do” She turned to her father again “Then the Viser began chasing me” She turned around “If it wasn’t for that man and his people I would likely be dead” She stuck her finger at the Viser “He is profiting from this war he does not want it to end” She then kelt down at the feet of her father “Please forgive me father for causing you grief an sorrow, I knew I couldn’t return until now” Her heart was beating quickly as she waited for her father to give his anserw” She was certan that she heard gasping and murmering from behin her but that was a given.

Once her father granted her premission to stand she would make sure that her rescurers were rewarded and greatly, that was if he would talk to her now that he knew who she was.

As they were ushered in and the sultan insulted him, or rather the man taking his place, anger again rose in him. He was about to move forward to demand what the Sultan ment about his people kidnapping the princess, when A'isha threw off her blanket and ran forward to the Sultan. Soldiers turned to bar her way but then seemed surprised and immediately backed away. He stoped in mid stride and watched what unfolded. A'isha began speeking to the Sultan, calling him father. He was dumbfounded then he shook his head.

He had come to find out what his wife to be was like and he had met her, and had found out. Then he recalled what she had asked him while they were out in the desert. A broad grin appeared on his lips. He had found out more then he had intended about his wife to be.

The Sultan was shocked when he saw his daughter. He had feared the worst and thought he might never see her again. He listened to what she had to say and then turned to look at the viser when she acussed him of profiting from the war and wanted it to continue. The viser was stone faced, "Her highness is distraught from her kidnapping experience. As you can see she is among the Prince's entorage what more proof do you need."

Assan moved forward and placed a hand on his doubles shoulder. "You have done well my friend. Time to end the charade." He then stepped forward to stand before the Sultan. "I am Prince Assan and what the princess says is true. I came here early to see if I could find out what my wife to be was really like. Though I did not know she was the princess, The viser here seemed very adminet to sieze her. I helped her out of the city and was followed by two of the vizer's men who was very eager to take her prisoner."

The sultan turned and looked at Assan as he came forward and spoke. He looked at the Vizer again, then at his daughter and then at Assan. "Rise daughter and come sit by me." he said and held out a hand to her. "I think there has been a great misunderstanding here and I will have this matter investigated throughly." he looked at the Vizer as did Assan. He saw nervousness in the mans eyes, even though his face remained stone cold. He bowed before the sultan. Then the sultan looked back at Assan and then his daughter with questioning eyes.

Assan smiled as he looked at A'isha then her father again. Assan bowed and said. "Your daughter is quite a woman, your highness. She is tough, strong willed and from what I have seen loves her people and would risk much to protect them."

Even from her postion she could still hear all that was happening around her. Her temper flaried as the Visar called her distraught she was beyond angery she wanted to get up from her spot and slap him she lifted her head and glared at him. She knew the punishment for a threat against royality and now seemed a perfect time to use it. She would also let her father know about the mistreatment of their people because of the Viser. She was fuming mad but she would remain silent for now, she wouldn’t turn around even if she could, she didn’t feel strong enough to see the shock, disgust and dismay in Hassan eyes. She had lied, he had slept with a princess, as if she was a sex slave. He had planned to buy her as if she was a sex slave.

When Hassan stepped forward she watched him out of the corner of her eye. She wanted to see what he would do. She gasped when he introduced himself to her father as the prince she had to blush. In the desert they both had discribed each other as monsters, before they knew who each other was of course, and both it seemed were very unhappy about being married off. But now they had met, and grown closer and well maybe life wouldn’t be so bad with him, she wasn’t sure if she liked the idea of him takng on a sex slave like he had wanted to take her.

When her father reconzied her she stood and sat in her chair on the left of her father. Imeditatly servents surronded her drapping her cloak on her she bowed her head in thanks. And then turned to her father. “Father as you are investigating the Viser trying to capture your only daughter and most defeintly deflowering me so the war could continue” A’isha glared at the Viser who seemed to be shaking, in fear or anger she was not sure which. “Please also send some men into the village and ask around, many suffer needlelessly because of him” She paused “Surely you are not responsible for sending the children of straving villergers into slavery” Her eyes searched her fathers eyes.

When Assan as she now knew him complented her she smiled blushing slightly but her eyes warned him not to go further. She then bowed her head to him in honour and turned back to her father. “And father you could not have picked a better suiter for me, one that can stand my forwordness and my stubbroness” She smiled “I would gladly give him my hand in marriage” She turned to him ‘That is if he still wants me, even if I am not a typical princess and will not be sitting around the home all the time, and if he thinks he could stand me voicing my thoughts for that is not going away”

The visar slammed his fist on the arm rest of Chair were A’isha was sitting narrowly missing her. “Your majesty the princess” he nearly spat out that word before continueing “Has been brain washed” A’isha looked up at him. “The only thing that happened is that they saved me from you,” She continued to Glare. “I have heard stories of what you and your men do and now my father knows too”

The sultan looked at her daughter and then at Assan. For her daughter to make such a statement, Assan had to have impressed her. And from the way Assan had spoken of his daughter she had impressed him as well. It seemed that what ever the misfortune that it was had thrown the two together they had found that each other were what they were wanting in a husband/wife. Then the Viser slammed his fist on the arm rest of A'isha's chair and spoke in an angry voice. He turned his head to the viser, with not to happy of a look on his face.

"Guards." the Sultan called out. "Take the viser to his quarters. He is under house arrest until the investigation is over." Four soldiers came running up and from the look on their faces, they were more then willing to take the man into custody. They grabbed him by the arms and pulled him from the thrones. Turning to his daughter, "I will get to the bottom of all this." Then he turned to the soldiers that surrounded Assan and his people, "Release them and return their weapons to them." To Assan, "My aplogy prince Assan. Let us begin again."

Watching the visor being taken away A’isha couldn’t help but smile. And the gaurds that got the privlage to take him away looked pleased too she turned back to her father. “Father, I have seen the evils the visor does to our people.” She paused remembering the little girl. “Children and wives are sold into slavery if they can not pay taxes. Taxes I know you did not impose” She swallowed. “Now that the visar is gone I want to go back to the village and tend to our people”

Her father cut her off with a raise of the hand. “You will not be going anywhere without your gaurds. He paused and looked up at Assan. “And I will assume your husband to be will want to go with you but my daughter I just got you back must you go right back out?” A’isha looked to her father’s kind face and then to Assan and his men and smiled. “No I don’t, father why don’t you dispatch messengers and let the villagers know that I am safe, and then I do belive that the men here are in needs of a bath, a good meal and some company of some ladies” She waited to see the reaction of the guys.

She stood again and walked to Assan and took his hand and led him to her father her face was full of a smile as she brought Assan to her father, “I know you two have a lot to talk about so I am going to get the prefences of Assan’s men and freshen up for supper” She knelt down and kissed her father’s cheek. Then bowed to Assan and walked with grace to his men. Once he had their prefences of women for the night A’isha went to her room. It would be Assan choice now if he wanted her as his wife or if he was going to back out of the contract.

News had traveled fast around the Palace that she was home and immediately a bath was drawn and heated, she was bathed with rose scented soaps and her hair was unbraided then washed and brushed then rebraided she was then dried and dressed and her teira was added to her hair. She looked in the full length mirrior. Assan would not recognize her. She was dressed in more traditional clothing now. And looked more like a princess and less like a sex slave. She grinned at that fact.Once she left the room she was once again flanked by her gaurds.

She went down the stairs and into the dinning room excepting to see Assan there and her father. She wanted to see his reaction to her in her entire princess garb. She was certan the men were off in the respected rooms being tended too. She would have to talk to him though. And see if he was willing to marry her now if he was here the anserw would be yes, if not he would have made his choice and it was a no.

Assan's men were lead away and he was taken to quarters where he was stripped by slave girls and with many giggles, laughter and talk he was ushered into a hot sunken tub of water that was scented with oils and flowers. They were dressed in halter tops and see through pantaloons. They were the slave girls of the sultan and they were ordered to make him comfortable. They began to wash him. He looked around at them and just grinned. When they began to go lower he stopped them. "Ah, you all be lovely, but I am to marry your princess. Now how would this look to her."

They all giggled and laughted. Male slaves brought in his things from the caravan. Assan finally had to shoo the women away so he could dry off and dress. It was not in the common clothing he had worn when he had met the princess but a soft blue shirt and coat with matching pants and knee high boots. On his head he wore a blue turbin with a ruby in the center of the front of it. About his waist was a white shash. Usually he had servents help him, but he was not helpless or unable to dress himself. When he was dressed he opened the door to his quarters to find his two companions there standing guard.

"You two should go and enjoy the pleasures that the Sultan has offered." he told them, but they both shook their head. "Not till we are sure you are fully safe can we relax." they grinned. But they had bathed and changed into better clothing. Together the trio made their way to the banquet room where food was in abundance and already the court of the sultan had begun to assemble. The Sultan was already there and as he entered he saw the princess across the room. If he had not spent the time he had with her he would never have recgonized her. She was even more beautiful if that was possible. He crossed the room to her. "Well now this is a differnt you." he grinned. "One I must say makes you even more beautiful."

As she waited she was greeted by many of the inhabiants of the castle all of them over joyed to have her back, Even her maids came out, exhuasted after hidding for the days that she had been gone, she hugged them and congratulated them on sticking to the plan, she gave them orders to have a bath and good food and take some time off. They agreed to the first two but not that last one, they wanted to meet the new guy. A’isha giggled and nodded. “Alright if you wish” She would ordered them rewarded though, and while they waited for the men to come in the ladies filled her in on the happenings around the palace and A’isha did the same about her least few days, leaving out some key points though.

A’isha was getting nervous though Assan wasn’t around, had he backed out on the deal now that he knew that she was not a sex slave but the princess the one that he was to marry. Her ladies noticed her and spoke up “I hear tell that your father sent his ladies to him” A’isha turned quickly to them and her face showed her fear. “But my lady he refused them and sent them away” A’isha smiled at that, maybe he did still want her.

When her father entered A’isha walked to him and hugged him “Father I missed you” She smiled and kissed his cheek. Her father grinned “A’isha my sweet daughter” The sultan had tears in his eyes. “I will right the wrongs that you have found, starting in the morning” He paused again “Notices that you have returned have been dispatched and you will be represented tommrow along with Prince Assan” A’isha nodded, “Alright father”

Assan finally entered she smiled and curisted to him. When he came up she smiled. He had stayed. When he made his comment she blushed. “Why thank you” Her father looked at him and raised an eyebrow then looked at the Prince. “She does clean up well doesn’t she” He waved his hand for them to be seated before continuing. “But as I am sure you have figured out, she is not always like this, and I feel since you are planning on taking her hand in marriage, that you should know she can be a handful, she lkes to get dirty and be with the people, are you alright with that”

A’isha too wanted to get Assan alone, and to be able to talk to him, ask him questions, and of course tease him for not knowing his real name but she wasn’t sure if it would be proper for them to be alone so close to getting married.

The Visier was angery as he was lead away. He saw a minion of his and gave him a look and quick nod. The minion immediately went from the palace and began gathering horses and supplies. He found a couple of the Visier's soldiers and had them help him. For all the rest of his men were rounded up and placed in the palace dungeon. The visier, Maliki, was placed in his quarters and guards were posted at all possible exits. But that did not bother Maliki. He opened a secret compartment in his quarters and entered it. It was filled with gold and Jewels. He packed a good quantity of it and then closed the door once more. He would return one day and reclaim the reast and alot more. He then went to a panel in the wall and pressed a secret button and it popped open. It lead to a secret passage that lead out of the palace.

He made his way to his minion and the two soldiers and then made their way from the city and out into the desert. Maliki would return to the city he had left earlier on a so called diplomatic mission. The sultan there wanted to conqure the other two cities and had amassed a large army.

Assan chuckled at the sultan's comment about A'isha. "Oh I think I will be able to handle her and as for her wanting to be with the people....." he grinned, "I to like that. One must know what the people need and to do that one must go among them and talk to them." He took A'isha by the arm and excused him and her from her father and he took her out to the garden. Once there and alone, he looked around and then pulled her to him. "Well now my lovely one, you are full of surprises." he grinned. "Mmmmmmm, did you like playing the pleasure slave?" he reached up and caressed her face and then let his fingers move down her neck.

A’isha raised an eyebrow as her father and Assan spoke she shook her head. No he wouldn’t be able to handle her, she would give him hell but then again he would enjoy that, he would enjoy trying to keep her fire underwraps. He would have fun, as would she. But she did have a lot to talk about. She didn’t even know him as Assan she knew her as Hassan so she would have to talk to him about that.

When he excused them she curtised to her father, to which he gave her shocked look, and A’isha winked and her father chuckled and shook his head. Assan was going to get a earful. The Sultan knew his daughter well and when she acted the most proper was when she was about to blow. He shook his head and silently wished the prince good luck.

Once they were outside A’isha turned to him, allowed him to pull her to him but once he began to carrass her face she pulled away and winked. “Well I would, but I do not know you Prince, I know a Hassan” She said emphiseng the H sound She twirled away from him. “You know I am suppose to marry a prince” She contnued playing the game teasing him. She giggled and turned around. “Now what is this about you taking on a second wife” She crossed her arms and tapped her foot but her eyes were full of amusment. She turned and looked at him. Serious for a moment “ Did you know who I was? I gave you my real name unlike you” She looked geniually hurt for a minute before shrugging it off. “Well I guess all the sercercy makes sense now” She walked to him and curtised “So its nice to meet you Prince Assan” She smiled clearly trying to rial him up. She wanted to see what he did

He could see that she wanted to tease him about the game they both played. Well he could do the same. "Well now all I knew was a pleasure slave by the name of A'isha, a flirty little thing." he grinned. He moved up to her again and took her into his arms, holding her so she could not get away, "One that seemed to enjoy her first lessons in making love." He had a big grin on his lips. "It seems both of us had our little secrets."

He was kind of glad that they had both met the way they had. At least they found out what each other was like and had enjoyed each others company. To be married to one that you had no idea about was a difficult thing to do. But now knowing each other, dispelling everything that they had heard about each other would make things a lot better. "He chuckled, It looks like I will be getting my wish after all." he told her. ""I wanted you for my own and now I will." He brought a hand up to her face lifting her chin up so he could look down into her eyes. "Is that not what you want?"

Blushing slightly A’isha giggled, she obvisely was more at ease now. She was more relaxed, she was safe at home, her people would not suffer because of her being away, her father knew that she was safe as well. Yes she was more relaxed now and it showed in her deminer, the way she held herself ,even her eyes were brighter. As he walked up to her she winked. “Well now you just assumed I was a pleasure slave, I went along with it but you just assumed first, so that means I looked more like a slave then a princess” She paused enjoying the lttle game. “But now what do you think, now that I am in my traditional clothing?” She asked softly but it was clear that she was ammused that he had thought that she was a pleasure slave.

She didn’t mind being in his arms now, For now she could relax and not be on guard. She looked up at him and couldn’t resist but to wrap her arms around his neck and give him a firm kiss on the lips her tongue gently tracing his lips. “Oh I do, I do want you Assan” She stroked his cheek “I was worried about my father and my people when I was away” She lowered her head and gently started to suckle on his neck. “When would we wed, now that you know how stubbrone, strong willed, adventerous” She began to list her quailties off “Your wife to be is”

She did not pull away this time and he pulled her closer. "Well you were certainly dressed for the part." he grinned. "And you look marvelous my lovely wife to be, but even more lovelier when you are naked." he whispered in her ear. "As for when we are to be wed, that is up to your father. He will set the date." He scanned the garden and only saw the guards on the walls. They were alone and so he moved a hand down to her ass cheeks. "And how is your lovely ass tonight. Does it still hurt?" he moved his other hand to her chin again and lifted her head up to look at him. "I hope that you are not in to much discomfort." he kissed her lips again, but this time deeper and with a firey passion.


Though Assan could not see him, her father was watching and grinning from ear to ear. To have someone finally win his daughters heart was something he delighted in. "Ahhhhhh the sooner the better I think." he said to himself, "I can forsee grand children and their sweet laughter in the palace." he was happy indeed. He returned to the court and had the entertainment begin. Music began to play, dancers danced, and acrobats jumped and twirled through the air.

The tighter he held her the more she wanted to be held it was strange, while out there she felt as if she had to protect her self agaisnt him but now that the truth had come out, she knew her people were safe, and her father knew that she was safe so she was much more relaxed and willing to flirt with him. She giggled as he said that she dressed the part. “Well tell me” She said softly while stroking his cheek “What would you have done if you had known I was the princess right away” She gasped when she said she looked better naked but then wrappng her arms around his neck and then whispered in his ears “As were you” She shook her head at the menton of her ass, sure it hurt, he had pounded it, then it had taken a beating on the ride here. But she wouldn’t compain but even if she wanted to he did not give her time to compalain, instead he kissed her, she of course responded with equal passion and heat growling slightly into his mouth.

She pushed away from him but only enough so she could look hm in the eyes. “We are being watched” She stated. “You really thnk that after I was goine for so long I would be left alone, even if it is with to my futre husband” She smiled “My gaurds are probably sore that I gave them the skip again” She giggiled “So are you still going to kiss me, even if we are being watched” She purposly ran her hands down his strong arms and strong chest looking up at him wondering how well she doing at driving him nuts

If her guards were about, they were not within sight and probably had their backs turned to give the couple privacy. They would ensure that no one would approach the two, but they would not bother them. "Well if they know what is good for them, they will not bother us." he grinned. When she asked if he was going to kiss her, he claimed her lips for another deep and passionate kiss. When he broke the kiss, "does that answer your question."

His hand moved over her ass, giving her ass cheeks a gentle squeeze. "Now I wonder, should I continue your lessons? You still want to learn how to please me don't you?" he moved his head so he could kiss her neck. He figured he would begin to drive her crazy with desire and see where it would lead.

In fact her gaurds were near but only stationed to keep those that wish her harm against their princess. She had already had so many close calls, each of the gaurds after hearing what had happened to A’isha wanted to have a piece of the vizar and dystore him, but all in good time, it was a great honour to protect the princess, even if she was a handful but it seemed the prince, who ever he was seemed to have a calming effect on the princess. They had to smile to themselves, although the palace would be a lot quieter with out her. They had a feeling she would be back to visit and then that would make things interesting.

A’isha meanwhile was sighing and lost in Assan’s touches and kisses. She giggled softly as he again squeezed her ass “Hmmm it seems to me husband that you are obbessed with my ass” She said with a wink before kissing him again. When he begain suckling her neck she felt her knees give out from under her. She tried to right herself but kept failing she moaned and gasped. “I uhhh I” She groaned and bit her lip then suddenly lightly put her hands on his chest and gently pushed him away. “I have had a tramantic experience” She said softly, but it was clear she was just nervous. “Plus I am very hungry and tired” That part was true. “So I would really like to have some dinner and a rest”

With that she walked slowly with a visable limp thatshe was tryng to hide. Back to the dinnng room not looking back to see if he was coming.

He had to chuckle at her comment about him being facinated with her ass. She did have a nice firm ass and he had enjoyed fucking it. As he kissed her neck she moaned and he felt her become unsteady. It seemed he had a definate effect on her. He held her up enjoying the feeling of her in his arms. Then she gently pushed herself away from him making an excuse of being hungry and tired. She had some control on herself and he had a feeling that she wanted to wait until after they were wed to continue her lessons.

He moved up next to her grinning. "So I take it that the answer is no." he chuckled. They reentered the palace and he walked with her around the large room talking with various people. It was then that Assan noticed her guards filtering in from the garden. He then escorted her to the Sultan's table and helped her to the cusions and then sat down next to her and began to eat. "I have a surprise for you." he told A'isha." When he had finsished his bath he had sent the two men that had accompanied him into the city to the hiding place of the little girl and her family. As he sat there eating he saw his friends and nodded.

The two brought a man and woman along with the little girl and a boy forward. They were dressed in patched clothing, that was tattered. The members of the sultan's court looked at them and shied away from them. They were well off, clothed in fine reignment and well fed, unlike the little girl and her family. He looked over at the Sultan who had a very courious look on his face. "Your highness, may I present the family that helped hideand protect your daughter from the Vizier that day she disapeared."

The parents of the little girl were frightened. They had been brought to the palace by strangers and did not know why. The little boy and the little girl's eyes were wide with awe and hunger as they saw all the food. The parents immediately went to their knees and bowed before the sultan. The little girl as she saw A'isha went wide eyed.

When he moved up next to her she grinned. “Ahhh I have so much fun teasing you and lessons can always late or are you too much in need that you can not eat?” She winked “After all you have never had sex with a Princess only a sex slave” She winked again before straightening her back and holding her head high. She was clearly happy to be home and she mingled with the people, she saw her ladies and walked to them, they were weaping but A’isha hugged them “You did well my ladies she nodded I will be rewarding you good” Both ladies shook their heads. But A’isha was insistant and in the end each walked away with a purse of 200 gold coins and a raise in their weekly allowance. Both were over joyed and thanked A’isha over and over.

A’isha then allowed hersself to be escourted back to the table. Seated down she looked around, knowing that soon she would be wed and she would not be eating in this room every day ,she would be sure to visit but it would be different she sighed but then her head perked up. Assan said that he had a surprsie for her. She looked around then saw them. The family that had helped her.

She walked up to the little girl and knelt down whispering softly in her ear “I told you I would have a surprise for you” The little girl gasped and nearly fell over. A’isha then stood scopping up the little girl that was much to light for her age, and smiled sweetly to the parents. “Your daughter saved me, I promised her I would have a serprise for her when I returned and I do” She turned to her father. “Father these are my saviours” She hugged the little girl and turned to some servants. “Draw a bath, four baths acutally, and this little one, well some of my old dresses should fit her. She turned to the parents “Tonight my home is yours. And tommrow I am going to relocate your family, to a sound home,” She smiled. “And I would say” She paused looking up at her father who nodded, he of course would give the family that helped his only daughter escape anything they needed. So A’isha continued “A flock of 400 sheep to start a barn and sheering suppleis and a pen and a barn to go with that of course, we will tag them but they can go to the royal medow. And anything else oyu need please just ask with the Visar gone things are going to change, our people can come to us and ask for anything”

The father knelt down in reverance to her A’isha walked to him placed the little girl on the ground and lifted him up. “Kind sir your Daughter saved my life, it is the very least I can do” The mother was weaping and A’isha pulled her into a hug “You raised a really good daughter” She waved to the table “Come and join us, then you can have a bath and you shall sleep in the palace tonight” She paused again. “If you are in need of a doctor, we have one”

With that she took the family and sat down motioning for them to sit down with them. The little came up to her “Are you really the princess?” A’isha giggled “That I am. And now you are the princess’s savior and best friend how does that sound?” The little squeeled and clapped her hands. A’isha turned to her father. “Father many of our people are being sold into slavery for not being able to pay the Visar please ask the people who lost family members to this horrible feat and tend to it” The father was misty eyed but nodded. “You remind me of your mother” A’isha bowed her head at the mention of her mother. But did her best to smile for the sake of their guests.

She turned around looking for Assan she had forgotten about him being to wrapped up in the family. She really hope they would eat with them ,but it would be rude to turn down the inventation from the Princess.

Assan watched as A'isha gave the little girls parents rewards. It warmed his heart to see that his wife to be loved her people. Between the two of them, both cities would be taken care of. The parents were still abit afraid but they did as they were told. They joined the princess at the sultan's table. The little girl snuggled in between A'isha and her father and the little boy sat on the other side of Assan. The little boy looked at the variety of food wide eyed but did not reach for any. Assan filled a plate full and placed it before him. "It is alright, eat. How else will you grow up big and strong." he smiled down at the boy. The boy dug into the food, trying everything. One could tell he had not had so much or such a vareity. The little girl, Tara was not as slow as her brother. With a big grin on her face she dug in. Their parents were a bit more modest in eating but with a little urging they ate their fill.

The entertainment went on and the parents relaxed and enjoyed it along with everyone else. The children were in awe of everything. Finally her father stood up and all became quiet. "As you all know by now, my daughter, princess A'isha and prince Assan are to be wed. It seems my daughter had finally found the man she will be happy with." he looked down at his daughter and smiled. "I have decided that a week from today, that the wedding will take place. " he announced.

Sitting down she grinned as the girl sat beside her. She had finally learned her name Tara and it was such a pretty name. She laughed as she took the food and nodded to the parents to eat. She smiled as Assan helped the little boy, and found her self-wondering would this be them sometime in the near future? She could see herself having children with him. Many children, she loved children and longed to hold them in her hands and breath in their scent. Once she had eaten to her full she leaned back and watched the entertainment with little Tara curled up in her lap.

When her father stood and made his declaration she stood still cradling the near sleeping Tara and took her fathers hand and kissed it. And then turned to Assan and pulled his hand up and kissed it then handed the fully asleep Tara to her dad “You are all welcome anytime” She said then turned back to her father. “Father do you think we could all have a dance before we close for the night?” She gave him a pleading look, one that he had never been able to deny.