Princess Hannah of the Jade Harem CH 41

Hannah stood between Frank and Roric, holding their hands as the two feline women argued. The other girls gathered to watch the sparks fly as the two launched accusations back and forth. Rajeen didn't want any girls, and especially Hannah, sleeping with men outside the harem. She claimed that Hannah was too rare a prize to be given away so carelessly. She wanted Hannah held back and restricted to the harem, while Blackbast disagreed. She wanted Hannah's love shared so that the whole kingdom came to see her as their lover. She said it would forge a bond between them that strengthened the kingdom, and she would need that strength in the future.

Rajeen was unmoved, and they proceeded to argue about how the temple worked. Blackbast flatly stated that she needed Hannah to serve, and that was that. Rajeen countered that they could meet all her temple's needs with the harem girls, and Hannah wasn't needed.

“So what are they trying to prove?” Hannah asked.

“Rajeen wants you limited to the harem,” Roric said. “No more sex outside it.”

“Is that all?” Hannah balked. “Who cares.”

“Blackbast does,” Frank replied. “She thinks your love will unite the kingdom to stand by you if the danger comes.”

“My physical love?” Hannah repeated as he nodded his head. “Ok, I may be a variety of succubus, but I don't need sex that badly. Besides, I have you two for that anyway. It wouldn't be that big a deal to restrict me to the harem.”

“Tell that to Blackbast,” Chandice cut in as she came up behind Hannah. “She must see you as the most valuable temple whore she’s ever had. A lilim princess with girls of her own. How much more perfect for the temple can you get?”

“I only served one guest,” Hannah countered. “It’s hardly a good reason to fight over me.”

“But that number was bound to grow,” Chandice replied. “As word got out, half the kingdom would have come seeking your love. You are quite the celebrity after all I and have to say, to know your love is to know happiness.”

“Why do I bother getting out of bed?” Hannah asked.

“I believe that’s what Blackbast is arguing for,” Frank teased.

“My husband, the comedian. Shouldn’t you be saying something?” Hannah demanded as she gestured to the fighting cats. “They are arguing over how your wife’s body is going to be shared.”

Frank put an arm around her and pulled her in tight.

“I love you and know we are inseparable,” he said. “Whatever they decide, you will always be mine.”

“Hmm,” Hannah said as she looked into the face of her husband. “And you love the tattoos.”

“That too,” he admitted with a smile. “But don't worry. I have plans for that.”

“What did I miss?” came a cheery voice as Zillix arrived, carried in the arms of Idris. The dark woman smiled as they noticed the leash on her collar and how the tiny dragon held the other end. Frank explained the disagreement and how Rajeen felt Hannah was too special to be shared without restraint. She also suggested they close the temple and make it part of the harem where the girls could play. Zillix didn't understand the details behind the argument, but he did approve of sharing Hannah's love.

“That’s one vote for whoring her out,” Chandice laughed.

“Can we not call it that?” Hannah asked as Chandice smiled wider.

“I suppose it's not really whoring,” Chandice agreed. “After all, a whore charges, but you give it away to anyone who wants it.”

“I am not giving it away,” Hannah corrected. “I am doing my job. Frank is the one who is giving it away.”

“How did I get dragged into this?” Frank asked as Hannah took his arm.

“I was just saying what a wonderful man you were,” Hannah replied with a bat of her devilish eyes. “And you are the one who decides how my love is shared.”

“Hmm, maybe I should decide to put you in chastity,” Frank said as Roric tried not to laugh. “That would solve everything.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” Hannah said with narrow eyes as her tail curled like it was going to strike him. She jumped when Jaina’s hands curled around that tail, tugging on it playfully as she arrived with her sisters.

“Arguing over the temple, I see,” Jaina commented as she squeezed into the group.

“They have been for about an hour,” Roric replied. “But they are focused on Hannah’s role right now.”

“I hate to see them arguing over me,” Hannah sighed.

“You would think they would understand one another better,” Chandice said. “They both used to be the same class, after all.”

Hannah nodded as she recalled how the two feline women had once been together. They came to New Eden as lovers and picked the same class, sharing their work in the temple as whores. They settled in the vast desert kingdom of a man they had come to respect and served in his private harem. During the necromancer wars, this kingdom chose to aid the goblins and stand against Kevin. He was ultimately destroyed, and the women reset, causing the pair to change their plans. Blackbast took her previous class again, returning to the desert to look for stragglers. Rajeen picked a new class that allowed her a much larger harem. She traveled away, setting up a network of political connections and favors while looking for survivors of their past kingdom. They were a team with one dream in mind: to rebuild the glory of what was lost. As such, you would think they would be in agreement on how Hannah was to be used.

Thankfully, the two feline women hugged and stood holding hands as they looked deep into each other's eyes. It was clear that they loved each other despite any tensions over how to operate. Blackbast agreed to restrict her temple to the harem only, but Hannah saw that as a mistake. Quinny enjoyed the temple the way it was, and her mother used it for discreet encounters. She felt it would be better served as a gateway to the harem, allowing the public a way to share in the delights on offer.

“Let us all discuss this,” Rajeen said, turning to the others and beckoning them to sit.

“Is it safe to approach?” Roric asked.

“It could be a trap,” Frank agreed as they hesitated to move.

“Oh, get going,” Chandice insisted as she and Hannah prodded the men along. The group took their places among the thrones, with Hannah sitting beside Frank while Idris sat on a throne so Zillix could use her lap. Once the group was seated, Rajeen very calmly laid out her concerns. She hated the idea that Hannah and the others were having sex outside the harem. Hannah, in particular, was a sore point because she was the princess and the crown jewel of the harem. Rajeen felt that such a favor as her affection should be the greatest gift anyone could achieve, and it was not to be handed out indiscriminately. Hannah actually felt guilty as Rajeen declared it made her sick to know that Hannah and Quinny were serving in the temple.

“You, of all people, know how my class works,” Blackbast growled. “I must have girls to maintain my power, and they have to serve. You played this class beside me in the beginning. You know how debilitating it can be if you reject people.”

“I am fully aware of the problem,” Rajeen countered. “But as we have proven in testing, the harem is more than sufficient to meet your temple's requirements. We do not need to seek strangers from outside the harem. As such, I am fully in favor of making the temple an extension of the harem and restricting its use to harem girls and the masters.”

“And this will work?” Frank asked as he looked at Blackbast.

“It should work fine,” Blackbast admitted. “I gained more experience in our testing than I have ever made in a single night of service. However, we are overlooking one small problem. If somebody does come to the temple, any girl in one of my collars must offer her comfort, or I will suffer for it.”

“We will post guards outside the temple to inform potential visitors that the temple and gardens are a private refuge of the harem,” Rajeen said. “They will never set foot inside the building itself. Thus, you will never be required to fulfill the temple's demands.”

“What about the plans to power-level certain girls by finding men who can go the distance?” Jaina asked.

“Absolutely not,” Rajeen spat. “I will abide by whatever decision this council makes, but hear my vote now. I do not want these precious flowers being polluted by rank adventurers.”

“Wow, I feel special now,” Jaina laughed.

Hannah felt the same, but she was surprised by Rajeen's harsh stance. The tiger woman really did consider the girls her private collection and that they were above the rank and file player. It was a touch of arrogance on the woman's part, but it made sense. It also made Hannah feel a little guilty when Rajeen said that Hannah's love should not be given away freely. She knew the harem considered her to be special, but she had no idea they considered her the crown jewel of the collection.

She felt unsure as Roric joined the fray, arguing that he needed to be free to use his girls outside the harem if he wished. Even as he said that, Rajeen gazed at Hannah's way with a look of pain in her eyes. Hannah realized that it was her specifically that she didn't want to play outside the harem. A knot grew in her stomach as their eyes met, and Hannah swelled with regret. She turned her gaze on Frank as the argument went on and saw him looking disturbed.

“Frank?” Hannah whispered as she leaned close so the others wouldn’t hear. “What do you think?”

He turned to her and whispered back, keeping his voice low so his words would be for her alone. He admitted that he was unsure what to think. He loved Blackbast and, because of that, wanted to help her with girls for the temple. But a part of him relished the idea of keeping Hannah and Blackbast to himself, not having to share them through the temple. He asked if that was greedy, but Hannah assured him it was not.

He was their husband, and if he wanted his wives to himself, he needed to say so. They wanted him to lead and would follow wherever he went, even if that meant out of the harem. She felt even more guilt as he nodded slowly, his mind torn by what was being said. He clearly didn’t want to weigh in against his wife, but he also liked what Rajeen was saying.

Hannah was troubled by the thought that maybe she had made a mistake. Maybe she should have devoted her life solely to Frank and not gotten involved in all this harem nonsense. She struggled with that thought as Breanne approached and very quietly took a seat in Hannah's lap, shielding her from the room.

“You are shaking,” Breanne whispered. “Their argument is making you feel guilty, isn’t it?”

“Of course it is,” Hannah admitted as she glanced to the side to see Roric was still debating how his girls worked with Rajeen. “Frank said he wasn’t sure what he wanted. What if I made a terrible mistake agreeing to be a sex slave? What if I am a terrible person for doing this?”

“Shh,” Breanne urged as she cradled Hannah's head. “We all agreed to do this, and let's admit it's a lot of fun most of the time. The question at hand isn't whether we should have done this; it's how far we will go with it. Are we really going to take on the roles of being full temple whores? It's only been dabbled at right now, but that won't last long. Sooner or later, people will find out, and then they will come in droves.”

Hannah nodded as that was the true heart of the matter. Were Frank's girls going to become full whores? The more Hannah said that in her mind, the more she didn't care for it. She liked Rajeen's perspective, where she and her sisters were held up like treasures. They would be high above the city shining like the sun while sharing their love in song and blown kisses, but never physically.

“I need to speak with Quinny,” Hannah said. “Could you bring her up here?”

Breanne nodded and climbed off as Hannah returned to listening to the battle of words. Frank was participating now, suggesting that different masters have special rules for the girls directly in their collars. He was diplomatically trying to solve a problem, but Rajeen kept pressing him on Hannah. He did his best to say he was considering Rajeen's wishes without committing to anything.

Hannah was grateful Quinny was in attendance and climbed up the steps with Breanne a moment later. She, too, sat in Hannah's lap and leaned over to ask what she wanted.

“Quinny, tell me the truth,” Hannah began. “Do you like serving in the temple?”

The little succubus smiled but shook her head. She admitted it had been fun at first, but the more time she spent making love to Frank, the more she wished it could always be him. She got a certain thrill out of being ordered to serve, but she really didn't need it. All she wanted was to be a part of her family and stand beside the man who was their husband. Besides, if she ever had the itch for another man, there was always Roric and Zillix, who she felt were part of their family.

“Then I know what to do to end all of this,” Hannah said.

“You do?” Breanne asked, startled by the assertive statement.

“Yes, all of this centers around us,” Hannah said. “We are the princesses of the city, and Rajeen wants to make that special even in the harem. Frank doesn't want to agree because it will hurt Blackbast, who needs girls for her temple.”

“But he does agree?” Breanne asked as Hannah nodded. “So what are you going to do?”

“Get their attention,” Hannah said as she picked Quinny up so she could stand. She set the girl on her feet, then stepped before the masters and, with a flare that betrayed her anger, spread her wings as a halo of fire appeared over her head.

“Stop arguing!” Hannah shouted bringing all attention to her as she stood like an angel of wrath before them.

“Hannah?” Blackbast gawked as her slave girl displayed unreasonable levels of power.

“I am going to fix all this, and everyone is going to be happy,” she began as guilt and shame coursed through her veins. “First, you can't close the temple off because Anasara needs it to have her discreet encounters. So what you are going to do is all but two days a week it will close for private use. On those days, the harem will use it with guards posted as planned. On the two days, it will be open to the public, and Blackbast will be provided to girls to keep it well-staffed. That should give Blackbast enough of a boost in experience to keep her progressing nicely.”

She paused to make sure her point sank in, then moved on to her second statement. She explained that Roric picked his class for the purpose of having girls to play with in unique sexual encounters. Not only that, but they were the backbone of the Lovewood. They could not be restricted to the harem only, as that would ruin the power and charm of the forest. More to the point, Gisley was a prostitute, and she loved her class. She could not be cut off from working in the rogues guild where she could work her class for coin. They had to allow special arrangements for those who needed them, or some girls simply could not be part of the harem.

She saw the anger flash over Rajeen's face as she made this comment, but she had an ace up her sleeve that she knew would have a massive impact. She approached the tiger woman and dropped to her knees right before her, looking up with vivid red eyes.

“But that’s not what’s really bothering you,” Hannah said. “It’s us that upsets you. You don’t want me and my girls serving in these roles because we are the city’s princesses.”

“You are all too rare and precious,” Rajeen said with tears in her eyes. “To see you squandered like that.”

Hannah nodded and reached up to take the tiger woman’s hand. Her heart was beating like a drum as she struggled to do what needed to be done. There was one way to resolve the entire issue in a way that would give Rajeen total peace of mind.

“Then I know how to fix it,” Hannah said as she reached and removed her collar.

“You can’t give up the collar,” Jaina gasped as she jumped to the conclusion that Hannah was going to end her service.

“No,” Hannah sighed as she looked at Blackbast. “I don't think I could. I love being in the collar now and having a master.” She looked at Blackbast with regretful eyes and let out a sigh. “But your collar means I need to serve, and I can't. So I am going to give your collar back.” She then turned to Rajeen and met her gaze with a smile. “And I will take your collar if you will have me. Then  you will be my direct master, and you can keep me just the way you desire.”

The room filled with gasps, not the least of which came from Rajeen herself. Hannah looked to the tiger woman as she struggled to articulate herself, fumbling over her words.

“You. You want to be mine?” Rajeen mumbled.

“I want you to be happy,” Hannah countered. “I love Blackbast, and I don't want to hurt her. But if I wear her collar, I and the girls under me must serve in the temple. If I offer to wear your collar, I am free of that burden, and you have direct control over me. Then you will have the final say in who is worthy of my love,” Hannah said. “I trust you to protect me with love and care.”

She looked to the side to see the faces of the other masters as Roric nodded and Blackbast sat silent. Frank agreed with her solution, stating it was the best way to achieve Rajeen's goals. Quinny spoke up and offered a solution for Annasara, stating they could close the temple completely if they sold Anasara to Alexandria.

“Put her in the brothel?” Roric questioned as he looked at Chandice.

“I am not going to comment on that,” Chandice said. “That’s something we have no right to choose for her. We can make the offer, but she has to choose something like that for herself.”

“I agree,” Jaina said. “That choice isn’t ours to make.”

“I will speak to her later,” Blackbast replied. “If she agrees to go to the brothel, then I will agree to close the temple to the public, but I will no longer have any girls.”

“Not true,” Rajeen said in a rolling purr. “On the days we play in your temple, I will wear your collar. Then every girl in the harem will be a part of your temple, even Hannah.”

Hannah smiled to see the look of joy that passed over Blackbast’s face. The dark feline nodded her agreement as Rajeen reached down the stroke the back of Hannah's head. It was the soothing touch of a loving woman caressing another she adored. Hannah looked into her eyes and saw desire burning as the tiger woman relished the idea of making Hannah hers.

“I hope you don’t blame me,” Blackbast said, eluding to the fact that she also felt some guilt. Hannah turned to shake her head as the poor woman wondered if things had gone too far.

“No, how could I?” Hannah said. “You helped us build this family, but now I feel guilty, and I don't want to give away my affection to anyone but my family and the harem. I already regret the one time I spent with that man, and it makes me sick.”

“I never wanted you to feel this way,” Blackbast said. “I implored you to tell me if you didn’t want to do it.”

“Umm,” Jaina cut in as she stepped forward. “I have a small confession to make.”

“What’s that?” Rajeen asked as the tension began to abate.

“That elf man was me,” she said to a new round of gasps.

“You?” Blackbast questioned. “Why would you do that?”

“I just wanted to make love to Hannah, and I knew hardly anybody was coming to your temple,” Jaina began. “So I thought I could help her break the ice and have her first experience before the fear and waiting caused her to change her mind.”

“So I didn’t make love to a stranger?” Hannah asked as a sense of relief washed over her.

“No, and after that encounter, I began to have my worries,” Jaina replied. “Hannah, you are the type of girl who associates pure love with sex. In fact, you only know how to make love, and you pour everything you have into it. You form an emotional attachment to every person you touch, and they become a part of you. Your love must be used sparingly because you fall in love with all your partners. You cannot be used in Blackbast’s temple because it will do irreparable harm to who you are.”

“Exactly,” Rajeen agreed. “She cannot separate sex from love. By allowing her to frolic outside the harem, we are slowly eroding what makes her unique. It is this bond of love that forms during her intimacy that makes her so precious, and if she continues to have cheap flings, it will die.”

Hannah looked around as people nodded, even the harem girls who had gathered to witness the fray. She then caught a strange glance between Rajeen and Frank as if an understanding had passed between them. She was about to ask Frank what that was, but Roric spoke up.

“It’s that feeling of love that Chandice and I found so comforting over our honeymoon,” Roric admitted. “She made us feel like we were part of her soul.”

“But you are,” Hannah insisted as she became upset to think Roric might have regrets. She came to her feet in frustration, hoping to gain more impact as she explained. “Look, I am not going to pretend that I don’t have doubts that I am doing the right thing, and I never want to hurt Frank. But as far as I am concerned, this harem is a family, and I don’t want that to change. Maybe I do fall in love with everyone I am intimate with; it's just who I am, and I can't help it. I see sharing that as something sacred, and I appreciate how you have recognized that as special. But I don't want any of you ever to worry that I regret one moment I spent with you. There isn’t a person in this room I wouldn’t happily offer my love to. So please, let’s not worry about that. I love being in this harem because I love the people who make it special.”

The room was silent as Hannah looked around to see if her words had any effect. She was relieved to see pleased nods, silent smiles, and harem girls who looked overcome with happiness. Soft hands came to her shoulders as Rajeen stood and turned her around to face her.

“You will accept my collar?” Rajeen asked.

“If it will solve this dispute, then yes,” Hannah said. “I trust you.”

“I will accept your offer and the other terms as well, provided I can spare you the terrible waste about to befall you,” Rajeen replied.

“Then I am ready to submit,” Hannah said.

“Once I collar you, there will be no more activity outside this harem,” Rajeen warned sternly. “That goes for you and your wives, who I will inherit through you.”

“I understand,” Hannah said. “And to be honest, that’s how I want it.”

“Good,” Rajeen said. “I was worried I was going to have to kill the boys to keep you from being power-leveled.”

Hannah and several others laughed as Rajeen worked her magic and produced a collar in her hands. She blessed it and instructed Hannah to pull her hair out of the way. Hannah did as she was told, and Rajeen placed the collar around her neck. It closed and locked into place with a click, claiming her as Rajeen's. Some girls sighed as the deed was done, and Hannah was transferred to Rajeen's protective care, freed from the burdens of Blackbast's temple.

“Now,” Rajeen said with a sigh. “I am very relieved by this turn of events and grateful it came to pass. I have learned something important today, that Hannah has both the heart and the wisdom to rule her land.”

“But I don’t rule it,” Hannah laughed. “Frank does everything.”

“Yes, and his dedication and care have proven his ability ten times over,” Rajeen said. “Rarely does a man rise in such a short amount of time, and rarely does a woman heal from such wounds as quickly as you did. This was achieved because you two were together. Somehow, you two complete one another, and together, you have risen to a height you would never have gotten to alone.”

Hannah smiled at the praise and leaned forward, climbing into Rajeen's lap. She nestled into the woman's arms and laid her head on her shoulder, snuggling in with a sigh.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“Never have those three words meant so much to me,” Rajeen replied.

Hannah smiled and closed her eyes, safe in the warm hug of her new owner. The argument was done, and the matters were resolved in the best outcome possible. They cleaned up a few minor details, with Roric bringing up some ideas for accessories, including jade tiger emblems to attack cloaks. It was all coming together as the harem evolved into a new form, and once again, its power grew.

Hannah wasn’t really listening five minutes in as Rajeen was using her firm hands to stroke her back so soothingly. Hannah arched her back as the petting went on, letting out soothing moans as she was caressed. She was so relaxed, and at peace, she lost track of time and was surprised when Rajeen lifted her up. She was carried away and taken to the Jade Temple, where Rajeen's old private rooms were. She was taken to a large golden tub where steamy water coated in thick bubbles waited for her. She was stripped and placed in the tub like a child before Rajeen slipped in behind her and pulled Hannah's back to her chest. A third figure entered the room as Frank, in his handsome human form, began to undress.

“Well, this is nice,” Hannah said as those firm arms held her tight. She watched as her husband came to the tub, slipped in behind Rajeen, and held both women in his arms.

“So it’s all fixed?” Frank asked.

“As good an outcome as we could have hoped for,” Rajeen replied.

Hannah raised a brow as she wondered what they were talking about. She glanced over her shoulder to see both masters smiling and remembered the strange glance the two had shared in the meeting.

“Alright, are you going to explain it?” Hannah asked. “Or will this be a new mystery for me to unravel?”

“I wanted you out of the temple,” Frank admitted. “Well, not just you. I wanted you all out but didn't want to hurt Blackbast. So I came to Rajeen for help, and she agreed to wage this battle for me.”

“So that’s why you were being so aggressive,” Hannah said as Frank’s strong hands rubbed at her shoulders. “But why didn’t you just tell me?”

“We didn't want you involved,” Rajeen replied. “You are innocent of the turmoil around you and have enough to worry about. We simply wanted to course correct without causing unnecessary duress.”

“Claiming it made you sick that I was serving in the temple wasn’t unnecessary duress?” Hannah pressed.

“She was fighting for me,” Frank sighed. “Honestly, I only agreed to let you serve in the temple because I thought it would help keep your mind off things. But now we are tackling your problems head-on, and there is no hiding from it anymore.”

“Thus, there is no reason to try and keep your mind occupied,” Rajeen added. “Everything I expressed was actually your husband. When we tested the experience gained in the temple, he realized there was no reason for you or Blackbast to keep serving your role. He tried to talk to her about it, but she was dismissive, so he came to me and asked for help.”

“Oh, so he wants Blackbast to stop serving as well,” Hannah said as she looked back at her husband. “You really do love her?”

“Of course I do,” Frank said. “She brought us together and made this possible. I would never have tried to make you all mine if she hadn’t been holding my hand the whole time. I owe her so much, but I feel bad that I am trying to change her life like this. I don’t know that I have the right to meddle.”

“Trust me, you are doing her a favor,” Rajeen insisted. “She, too, is wary of the role she must play. She has expressed it to Frank in a roundabout way, and she has outright told me that she has considered changing her class.”

“A reset?” Hannah asked. “She’s really considering that?”

“It has come up,” Rajeen replied as her arms went around Hannah’s stomach. “But I believe you have altered that course. We never considered that you might stand up and offer such an eloquent solution.”

“It wasn’t everything we wanted,” Frank reminded. “The temple is still open.”

“We failed to consider Gwen,” Rajeen grumbled. “But maybe Quinny’s suggestion will resolve that. We can only hope the queen will see the wisdom.”

“Hmm,” Hannah said as she leaned back into Rajeen and accepted the arms of her masters around her. She wondered how her mother would respond to the idea of working in a brothel instead of the temple. If she did, then everything could be resolved. Hannah and her wives would no longer have to play outside the harem, and Frank could keep them to himself. Furthermore, he would even have Blackbast to himself, saving the woman from the burden of her class. She smiled to think of how clever her husband was turning out to be and wondered if that's why she had fallen in love with him in past lives.

“So everything worked out?” Hannah asked.

“Yes,” Rajeen replied before running her cheek along Hannah’s head. “You are now mine, and our harem can move forward again.”

“What about the rest of my tattoos?” Hannah asked with a teasing smile.

“We can get those through the harem,” Frank said. “There are more than enough people here to satisfy the needs of every mark.”

“More than enough people,” Rajeen agreed. “But for now, you are to relax. You have made us happier than we thought possible, and tonight, you will sleep in our arms.”

“You and Frank?” Hannah asked as she glanced back to see Rajeen nod. She leaned her head back and let go as the two comforted her. The day had been won, and the roles changed for the better. More importantly she now knew her husband thought of her as a great treasure and was working hard to protect her without hurting feelings. He was a wonderful man, and now she was safely protected inside the harem thanks to his skillful maneuvering. With a sigh, her eyes closed, and she sank to her shoulders into the hot, steamy water. The battle was won, and she was content to be a wife, a lover, and a slave girl.