Princess Hannah of the Jade Harem CH 18

Hannah trembled in fear as Blackbast waited for her answer. She knew she had to do this, but she also knew that once she did, word would spread. People would know she was a whore and would come seeking their chance to fuck her. It would be a change to her life that could not be undone, and the moment had arrived to make it. She wanted to say no, but she had made so many promises. She promised Frank she would obey him, and he wanted this. She promised Blackbast she would serve, and now the chance was upon her. But most of all, she had promised Quinny that she would share this with her. Quinny had been afraid to do this alone and be the only woman in their family who was a whore. Hannah promised her she would do anything Quinny did so she would never be alone in this. Quinny had served three men already, and Hannah couldn't abandon her.

“I will do it,” she said with a nervous swallow. Her breathing became rapid as a sense of panic set in.

“Look at you,” Blackbast said in a gentle, soothing tone. “I am so proud of you, but you're terrified. Listen, I will make this easy on you and give you a little challenge. I will make love to him in the center of the room but turn him away so he does not see you. As he makes love to me, I challenge you to spread your legs and masturbate. It will help you get over this fear.”

“It will?” Hannah asked as they heard the man call out again, his voice much closer now.

“Yes, by doing something sexual while he is so close, you will grow more settled. Once you cum in his presence, it will feel silly to be shy about letting him see you naked,” Blackbast insisted. “Now, I will go meet him and bring him here.”

Hannah began to breathe fast as Blackbast set her aside and sat up. In a flash, Blackbast was her feline form again, complete with a swishing tail and sexual charm. She went to leave and meet the stranger, but Hannah reached up and caught her hand. “No,” Hannah said as she gritted her teeth. She was terrified of what Blackbast wanted but realized that she had to get over this. She needed to prove she could be a slave in this temple, both to Blackbast and herself. With panic in her heart, she looked up and begged her master for help.

“Face him toward me so he can see what I am doing,” Hannah said. “And command me to do it so I can’t back out.”

“You want me to use the command to help you?” Blackbast asked as the man called again.

Hannah nodded and began to twitch as she accepted her fate. Blackbast leaned over, putting a hand on Hannah's shoulder, and looked her in the eyes. “Very well, but I am going to raise the stakes. I command you to spread your legs wide and masturbate the moment he begins to take me. If you orgasm and he is not done, you must keep going. You must masturbate the whole time he is taking me, and when he finishes, you must keep going until you have one more.”

Hannah nodded as fear gripped her heart, knowing this man would be watching as she pleasured herself. Her mind screamed to back out of this, but what would she tell Quinny? The poor woman had gone ahead and served three men already.

“Oh, and one last thing,” Blackbast added with a smile. “I command you to look into his eyes the whole time. You are to smile and make eye contact to let him know you enjoy his watching.”

Hannah choked, but Blackbast was already on her way, turning the corner and heading for the door. She heard some conversation, but her mind was on fire to think a man was about to watch her masturbate.

It took only a moment as Blackbast led a tall, lean man with yellow hair and pointed ears to stand just before the table. They both looked at Hannah, who was trembling under their gaze.

“Oh, hello,” he said with a slight smile as he gazed at her mostly naked body.

“Um, hi,” Hannah waved back as her heart wanted to leap from her chest.

“Don't I know you?” he asked as he rubbed his chin. “You're from the city. No, wait, you rule the city. You're Princess Hannah.”

“That is correct,” Blackbast said as she leaned into his chest. “She comes here to relax and unwind.”

“And you say this temple offers comfort to those who seek it?” the man asked as he gazed into Blackbast’s hypnotic green eyes.

“I will give you all you desire and more,” Blackbast assured him.

Hannah was grateful that Blackbast was talking as her voice was stuck in her throat. The Man wasn’t paying her much attention, but he glanced a few times at her chest. Blackbast leaned into his chest, whispering as she unbuttoned his shirt, assuring him he would find her comforts most relaxing.

Hannah couldn't believe what she was watching as Blackbast stripped the man right before her eyes before dropping to her knees and sucking him in. The man moaned with a hand on her head as it bobbed over his groin. He looked at Hannah several times, a smile always on his face as Blackbast pleasured him.

“So, do you come here often?” the man asked as if they were two strangers meeting at a bar.

“Umm, I guess I do,” Hannah said with a strained smile.

“And is it true you're a harem girl in that big harem with the tiger woman?” he pressed.

“Yes,” Hannah said as she played with her tail. “I am a slave in the Jade Harem. My masters are Frank, Roric, Rajeen, Lady Blackbast here, and a man named Zillix that few people know.”

“Oh, you have five masters, and Blackbast is one of them?” he asked as he looked down. Blackbast came off his cock to look up and assure him that Hannah was her slave. She explained that she was here to relax and learn how to be a proper slave girl.”

“I see,” he replied as Blackbast went back to work, her prickly feline tongue driving him wild. Blackbast worked vigorously, stroking and sucking at her stranger until finally turning him loose. She hadn’t finished him, only driven him wild to ensure his cock was good and hard. Hannah gazed on that cock as it throbbed, glistening with Blackbast's saliva. She felt a strange desire to suck it, too but was too nervous to act on it.

Blackbast turned around to stand on her hands and knees as she winked at Hannah to let her know the time had come. Blackbast was looking right at her so that all three could see what the other was doing.

The stranger wasted no time, dropping to his knees behind her and pushing into place. Blackbast smiled the happiest smile Hannah had ever known a person to have. It was broad and full of teeth as her eyes closed, and a gentle sigh of happiness escaped.

Immediately, the compulsion struck, the master's command taking hold. Hannah had never experienced it before, but it was as if she wanted more than anything to do what she had been commanded. Hannah found herself throwing her legs wide so her pussy was spread before them. She pulled them back so her feet dangled in the air as her right hand dived below and started to rub. She was facing right at the couple when he looked up and saw what she was doing. As instructed, Hannah stared back with a smile, never breaking eye contact as he enjoyed watching her please herself. Blackbast looked up with sparkling eyes, happy to see Hannah grinding away. She moaned as the man inside her kept up a methodical pace while Hannah cried out in excitement and pleasure.

Hannah was alarmed at how intense this felt. Having a stranger watch her do it was driving her mad, and before she knew it, her orgasm had come. It pulsed between her legs as her fingers kept going, her hips writhing in pleasure. She cried out to mark its release, her voice echoing from the walls as her legs trembled in shock waves.

“You had a good one,” the man said as Hannah nodded.

“Yes,” she panted. “It was amazing.” She blushed to be talking to a stranger about her orgasm, but what else could she do? He looked over her coppery body and the sexy lace she had on and commented that he liked the outfits she wore.

“I have seen you several times in the city,” he said. “Usually when you fly over. You always seem to be wearing very little.”

“I get penalties if I wear too much clothing,” she admitted. “You know, from the succubus class.” Hannah's heart beat faster as they engaged in idle conversation while masturbating for him. He nodded and kept looking as she rubbed on, another orgasm already building as Blackbast shook in one of her own.

“You girls are easy to please,” the man laughed, then met Hannah’s gaze. “You must be very skilled at sex.”

“Umm, yes,” Hannah admitted with a smile. “That’s basically all my class is good for.”

“Of course,” he said with a nod as he took hold of Blackbast’s tail to help maintain his thrusting. “I was there to hear your speech and see the dance. You were very brave to admit having gone through all that. I am sorry that Moon woman abused your trust like that.”

“Thank you,” Hannah said as she felt genuinely touched that he was being so comforting. Here she was, legs spread wide so he could watch her rub her pussy, talking like they were a couple of old friends. Blackbast gave her a wink, and Hannah began to realize that this wasn't all that big a deal. With a deep sigh, she relaxed a bit and admitted that it had been hard to do, but she had to because Moon was only the first of the hunters that would be coming. If she didn’t get the truth out soon, they would descend on her city and tear it apart, hurting her people in the process.

“I can’t imagine how hard that was for you,” he said. “And what your husband did to save you. I don’t know firsthand, but I hear resetting a chosen is a nightmare.”

“It was awful,” Hannah admitted with a little lie. “He had to kill me over and over.”

“I am so sorry for you,” he said sincerely, with a bow of his head. “But at least your path led you to this wonderful place. Now you can spend your days free to be happy.” He looked down at the feline woman whose body he was making love to and ran a hand over her back. “Speaking of which, would you like me to be harder?”

Blackbast let out a purring yes and begged him to go harder. He obliged and picked up his pace, their skin slapping as they met.

Hannah had her second orgasm a minute later, looking into his eyes the whole time. She began to wish she had never asked to be commanded but knew she would not have done this otherwise. She was grateful when he started to moan and thrust more deeply a moment later, diving into Blackbast as she convulsed with another of her own. His grip tightened as he drove hard, and Hannah knew what was happening. She watched a strange man cum inside her wife as she purred in absolute delight. Then it was over, and he leaned back, breathing heavily as he came down from his release. The two were done and shared a kiss while Hannah continued to masturbate frantically. Her command said she now had to have one more, but she was tired, and her body was slow to rebuild.

To her surprise, Blackbast took him by the arm and led him to the corner, sitting him close to Hannah. Blackbast put one of her legs over his, practically sitting her in his lap. Now, he wasn't just watching; he was practically a part of the experience, holding a leg open for her as she masturbated. Blackbast sat beside him, and they watched as Hannah continued to rub while looking into his eyes.

“You really enjoy my watching, don't you?” he asked, but all Hannah could do was nod. She was shoulder to shoulder with him, turned slightly so her leg was across him. Her left hand touched his, and she gripped it tight when she had a near orgasm. Now, he held it as she writhed, her wetness running between her thighs to his leg. His eyes were fixed down, watching her fingers as they rubbed in circles. He commented on how pink her pussy was while leaning over slightly for a better look. Hannah’s hands trembled as he pulled her leg wide, opening her up for his inspection.

“Her pussy is really wet,” he said to Blackbast. “Is that part of her class?”

“She is just excited to have somebody watching,” Blackbast replied. “It helps her get into the mindset. But the poor thing must be tired. You have good, strong hands. Could you help her finish what she started?”

“Of course,” he said and reached over. Blackbast quickly told Hannah she could stop rubbing, allowing her to jerk her hand away. She tried to close her legs, but until she had an orgasm, she couldn't. With a rapid pant, Hannah stared into his eyes as the stranger plunged his fingers between her folds. He went right for her clit and began to rub, sending an explosion of sensation up her spine. She couldn't take her eyes away but could see Blackbast behind his head, silently mouthing the words thank you.

“Thank you,” Hannah said between pants as this stranger played with her pussy.

“You are most welcome,” the man said as he played with her pussy. “Just needed one more, I guess.”

“Yes,” Hannah groaned. “I need one more.” She smiled even as her body shook and her hips began to grind into his fingers. Her voice started to escape as she let out little moans, her eyes never looking away from his. She shook all the harder as he plunged into her opening, reaching inside as his thumb continued to rub her clit. The sensation was intense, and she sang for him with every rub.

“Oh, Thank you,” Hannah moaned as her body responded to his touch. “Oh, I am so close.”

“Just take your time. My hand isn't tired at all,” he replied with a smile.

Hannah arched her back as her hands clutched the cushions. All at once, it broke free, rushing out between his fingers as she sang like an angel, thanking him profusely. He slowed his motion, helping to bring her down while playing with her fresh honey and smiling.

“Wow, you really did enjoy that,” he said with a smile and held up his sticky hand.

“Let me help you with that,” Blackbast said and looked into Hannah's eyes. Hannah watched as the seductive woman sucked his fingers clean, tasting the juice from Hannah's body. Finally, free of the command, she collapsed, tossing her head side to side as her body writhed in post-orgasmic energy. She closed her eyes as Blackbast moved to the table and cleared a space. She set a plush pillow on the table, then turned to Hannah and took her hands.

“Come, my slave,” Blackbast urged. “Lay here,”

Hannah was too dizzy to argue and allowed herself to be pulled to her knees. Blackbast lowered her down so her stomach lay on the cushion, her arms draped lifelessly to the side. Her rear was exposed to the stranger as Blackbast leaned beside him to whisper in his ear.

Hannah didn't understand what was happening until a pair of hands came to her hips. He commented on how beautiful her ass was, testing the firmness of her cheeks. Hannah felt panicked as he moved behind her, kneeling between her legs. She wanted to back out and say she couldn't do this, but her promises came rushing back. She wouldn't leave Quinny to do this alone, so she closed her eyes and waited.

Hannah jerked for just a moment as he slid into her wet body with careless ease. The moment had come, and she was frozen while her body offered no resistance at all. A soft moan escaped her lips as the chance to stop was gone; now she was fully committed, and it was only beginning.

“Oh, your pussy is so warm,” he said as he fully inserted himself. “It must be part of your class, but this is amazing.”

Hannah was struck dumb that he was complimenting the feel of her pussy as his hands explored her back. She tensed as he adjusted his position and gave her tail a good stroke as it twitched.

“Does playing with your tail do anything for you?” he asked, stroking it more.

“Oh, yes,” Hannah moaned as he stroked as much of it as he could. It was a funny thing how her tail worked. You could stomp on it, and she would hardly notice, but if you stroked it slowly, she would dance in delight.

A soft cry escaped her lips as he started to thrust at a slow, gentle pace. Blackbast moved around the table to smile at her and announced that she was leaving to prepare a meal. She would bring it to the table when they were done but urged them to take their time.

Hannah moaned as her body responded, urged on by the skills of her sex slave class. She rocked on the cushion as a stranger became the third man in three days to take her.

“Lady Blackbast said you were under a lot of stress and had too much on your mind,” he said as if nothing was happening. “She said you could use some slow lovemaking to help take your mind off things.”

“Yes, thank you,” Hannah moaned as her body climbed to another release. She couldn’t believe she was finally doing this with a random player who knew who she was. The tension of knowing he would tell others made her copper skin prickle with goosebumps. It was a moment of pure intensity as she felt her arousal fighting with the fear to drive her wild.

“It’s my pleasure,” he said and then laughed. “I suppose it’s both our pleasure. I can’t believe I am making love to Princess Hannah. Do you plan to come here more?”

“Yes,” Hannah admitted as her hands tightened into fists. “I am going to serve here.”

“What?” he gasped. “You mean as a temple whore?”

“Yes,” she moaned as his cock did wonders for her body. “I told you, I belong to the jade harem, and Blackbast is one of my masters. I serve here under her command.”

“Well, I suppose you would have to,” he surmised. “Being a succubus and all, you must need the sex to keep your powers up. I heard succubi had a power pool that could only be refilled with sex.”

“We do,” Hannah admitted as her tail wrapped around his leg.

“I am glad I could be the one to help you recover,” he said. “But I suppose any man would consider himself lucky if he was the one you chose,” he added with a laugh.

Hannah laughed back even as her orgasm came dangerously close to the edge. She wanted to drive it over, but laying on her stomach, she couldn't help. She jerked to the side, breaking his momentum as she swung a leg over. Twisting, she came to her back to look up into his eyes once more. Her fingers dived between her legs to rub at her clit, and he resumed his fucking with a smile.

“Guess you needed two more,” he laughed.

“I need ten more!” Hannah cried as her back arched, the pleasure driving her wild.

“You were really that low?” he asked as she nodded. “Well, I will give you as much as I can, but I have my limits.”

“Thank you,” she replied with a smile as her mind let go, and she embraced what she was doing. All she cared about was the sex and the pleasure going on inside. She felt a hunger like never before, a feral need to make love and feed.

He hooked her legs with his arms and held them wide, exposing her body as her breasts swayed under his rhythm. She sang with every thrust, but her fingers did the trick, and her orgasm finally broke through. She cried out in joy, her legs twitching in his hands as it washed over her body.

“Thank you!” Hannah cried again as she thrashed.

“I think I have enough strength to give you one more,” he said in a panting voice.

“Please!” Hannah begged and began to rub again.

He laughed and continued, thrusting into her body as she rocked on the table. Hannah couldn’t believe what she was doing as one hand played between her legs while the other squeezed her breast. He watched her writhe and twitch, enjoying the display as he fucked the princess of his kingdom.

Blackbast took her time preparing a meal of chicken with mashed potatoes and a fantasy vegetable known as a Kuri. It tasted a lot like corn but was round like melon and usually served finely diced and cooked in a sweet sauce. She listened as her slave moaned, counting the cries every time she had an orgasm.

It was a joy to have a slave, especially one like Hannah, who was so nervous about pushing her boundaries. As the moans went on, she knew those boundaries had moved very far indeed. When she finally served the meal, Hannah and the stranger had moved to the corner. He sat with his arms out while she slowly rode him, leaning over to kiss him passionately.

Blackbast set the tray of food down and climbed in behind Hannah to reach around and rub her clit. Hannah moaned as the new sensation joined his cock, causing chaos in her stomach.

“Have you cum inside her yet?” Blackbast asked.

“No, she wanted so many orgasms; I didn't want to deny her. I got so tired I had to stop, but she insisted on riding.”

Blackbast nodded and whispered in Hannah's ear. Hannah threw her head back and began to grind more aggressively, working at him with a good, firm pace. It wasn't long before he started to groan and grabbed at her hips to hold on and drive her down. She clutched at her breasts as Blackbast rubbed her groin, the pleasure inside making her sing with every touch. Less than a minute later, he thrust up and pulled at her hips, crying out as he finally filled her soul. Hannah, too, had an orgasm, her hands crushing her chest as it convulsed, causing her body to squeeze at him.

Hannah finally came to a stop, her mind a whirlwind of chaos. She had just made love to a random player, and his seed was dripping from her pussy. She had honored her promise to Frank, Blackbast, and most importantly, Quinny. With a moaning pant, she dismounted and looked down to see his cock was a mess.

“Do finish what you started,” Blackbast said.

Hannah nodded and climbed to the floor, sitting between his legs as she pulled her long red hair to the side. The stranger gasped as she wrapped her lips around his spent cock and began sucking their sex clean.

“Oh, her tongue is as hot as her pussy,” he moaned as his head rolled. “I can’t believe the princess is sucking me.”

“Do be kind enough to tell others she is here to share her love,” Blackbast encouraged.

“Tell others?” he laughed. “If I don’t believe it, nobody else will.”

Hannah nearly choked when Blackbast told him to tell other people about her. She knew that when word spread, people would be hunting for the temple and coming far more frequently. She would find herself busy night and day if that happened, and her body shook to know this was just the first of many men she would be sucking. She focused on her task, lapping up every drop of their sex and making him hard again. When he was clean, she finally came away, sitting to the side as she smiled weakly.

“There, now we can eat,” Blackbast said. She helped Hannah sit to one side and lay back to recover. She then kneeled at the table beside him and shared a meal of laughter and wine that Hannah joined a few moments later.

Naked and exhausted, she sat beside the stranger who had just made her orgasm several times. They talked and ate as if nothing were out of place, sharing the moment in complete relaxation. When the food was done, Blackbast cleared away the remains, and Hannah and the stranger had a chance to talk alone.

“I hope I helped you take your mind off your worries,” he said.

Hannah nodded with a smile. “I couldn’t even remember my name,” she laughed.

“Well, I will remember it,” he said with a smile. “Thank you for a wonderful evening, Princess Hannah.”

Hannah was touched that he was so polite, and his voice carried a tone of complete sincerity. She wasn’t sure how she expected her first encounter with a man who knew who she was would go, but this was lovely. If they were all like this, she would have no trouble sharing her love with strangers.

“You’re welcome,” she said and leaned close to him. “Thank you for helping me clear my head and refill my pools.”

He nodded and looked into her eyes. “It must be a lot of work being a princess,” he said. “Not only that, but being part of a harem with five masters.”

“The jade harem,” Hannah nodded. “And it can keep you busy.”

“One would think that all you did was lounge around all day having sex,” he laughed. “But I see you in the city or flying over it with those girls. You always seem to be rushing to one thing or another, never pausing to rest.”

Hannah nodded and explained that people kept trying to interfere with her kingdom. The people hunting her were just the tip of a very large iceberg. The nearby kings and queens were also suspiciously eyeing her kingdom and sending agents to keep her in line. There were also people who came here for other reasons, sending mercenaries to collect other people or cause no end of trouble. She was called on to deal with these disturbances with alarming frequency and needed time to recover afterward.

“That sounds awful,” he said when she was done explaining.

“I was terrible until I came clean about my past and my plans for the future,” Hannah admitted. “Now that people know I am no longer a necromancer, a ton of pressure has come off. The local lords came here to interrogate me, and they are appeased for now. In the last few days, I have finally had a chance to breathe, and I came here to find some peace.”

“So, does your husband want you doing this?” he asked curiously.

“Yes,” Hannah sighed and shook her head. “I wouldn’t be here if he hadn’t told me he wanted me to do it. You have him to thank for this opportunity.”

“Well, please offer him my gratitude,” the man replied. “What made you join the harem, though?”

“I needed this,” Hannah admitted. “You heard my speech. I was breaking under the pressure, and I needed to escape the worries. I found that being a slave girl allowed me to take my mind off all the pressure and finally relax.”

“Oh, so this was a way to deal with the stress,” he nodded. “It sounds like you were under a ton of it.”

“It's getting better now,” Hannah replied. “And I am trying to grow to be a better slave girl. I really like this and want my masters to be proud.”

“I am glad to hear it is getting better,” he said with a nod. “You know, I have had a chance to rest. I think I have one more in me.”

Hannah took a deep breath and tossed her hair as she leaned close to kiss him. “Yes, please,” she whispered before leaning back into the couch as he fell on her. Hands wandered across hot skin as their mouths came together in a passionate kiss. She surrendered to her role in the temple but honestly couldn’t tell who was offering who comfort.

Blackbast got up to rub his back as Hannah made love with her legs in the air. It was a tense bout of sex as she clung to his back as if needing something to hold on to.

“Are you planning to stay the night?” Blackbast asked.

“Yes,” he replied in a brief moment when the kiss parted. “But I have to be out in the morning.”

“I will put you two in the same room,” Blackbast said. “You can make love to her all night and have a beautiful woman to hold you tight as you sleep.”

“That would be amazing,” he said, looking down at Hannah. “Will you really spend the night with me?” She nodded, and he looked blown away, unable to believe he would be in bed with the princess tonight.

“I don’t know that I will last all night,” he admitted between pants.

“Then just lay back, and I will do the work,” Hannah said, smiling enough to bare her fangs. “After all, I am a sex slave.”

He nodded as the world drowned away, and Hannah finally let go. No longer was she just a sex slave. From now on, she was a temple whore.