Princess Hannah of the Jade Harem CH 12

Completely new Chapter!!!!! From here on out they will all be new

Hannah and Jaina stood side by side as they and all the members of the harem watched Roric and Chandice marry. It was a memorable moment as Chandice wore the most beautiful gown of white etched with a metallic blue. Roric looked handsome in a fine coat and pants as he stood before the priestess and vowed to love Chandice with all his heart. It was held in the floating palace above the city, where the views were breathtaking.

Hannah was moved to see their family taking shape as Chandice became a master of the harem through marriage. Now, there were three women and three men who commanded the harem and the sex that it brought to the table. The whole thing was done under the radar, with the city not even knowing it was happening. The only indication the city got was when Hannah and Gisley led two dozen harem women in a beautiful song, their voices echoing over the city.

Afterward, they celebrated in the palace, using the outer gardens as a reception hall. Hannah and Jaina were inseparable, the two holding hands most of the day. They shared a few kisses and some sexy touches, but for the most part, they minded their manners. Today was about Chandice and Roric, so they were careful not to detract from the moment.

“This is wonderful,” Jaina said as she leaned into Hannah on a balcony overlooking the city. “Chandice is finally married to Roric.”

“It is wonderful,” Hannah agreed. “Our family has really grown.”

“I love hearing you say that,” Jaina said as she pressed tightly to her lover. “You and I are a family now. Sisters in the slave collar. I am so happy I don’t know how to express it.”

Hannah smiled as she used her tail to tease Jaina’s naked rear. Jaina in turn leaned back to admire the tattoo on Hannah’s back and touched a spot by her shoulder.

“Three marks in one go,” Jaina said as she touched the image of a ghoul's face. “One for making love to Frank in his ghoul form. One for serving in the temple, and one for making love to a man in the forest.”

Hannah blushed slightly as Jaina teased her about making love to Frank in his ghoul form. She whispered they hadn't technically made love, and Jaina understood instantly.

“Oh, so you fucked like a whore,” Jaina laughed.

“Yes,” Hannah sighed as she hid her face. “And it was wonderful. I got so carried away that I begged him to do that every time.”

“Well, good for you,” Jaina encouraged as she put an arm around Hannah and snuggled in tight. “I did the same thing with Roric. It was much better when he was rough, and I made him promise it would always be that way. You really have grown into your role.”

“I am a sex slave,” Hannah replied. “My role is what my master says it is.” She looked to see Jaina smiling, and the two leaned in for a kiss when something landed on the railing before them. They looked back to see Zillix in his brightly sparkling scales, looking up with his tiny eyes.

“Oh, hello, Zillix,” Hannah said. “Did you enjoy the wedding?”

“It was interesting,” he replied in his little dragon voice. “But why wasn’t ours so elaborate? We didn’t even kiss at the end.”

“Ha,” Hannah giggled and leaned over to press her lips to the top of his head. She kissed him softly and then put an arm around Jaina before reminding him they had been pressed for time.

“It was all done in such a rush,” Hannah explained. “And thank you so much for what you did. My plan was about to fall apart when you had Idris step in.”

“I didn’t want to see you punished,” Zillix replied as he looked up. “And thank you for inviting me to the harem.”

“You deserve it,” Jaina said. “You risked making some powerful enemies to save our homes.”

The tiny dragon bowed his head, then looked up again as his tail curled. “So I wanted to ask you, are we still married?”

“Of course we are,” Hannah replied. “I am your wife.”

“And as my wife, I can ask you to do things?” he pressed.

“Things?” Hannah repeated. “What kind of things?”

“Wife things,” Zillix said. “We are a mated pair now, or we will be, won’t we?”

“I think I know where this is going,” Jaina giggled. “You two haven’t consummated the marriage yet, have you?”

“No,” Hannah said as her coppery cheeks darkened. “I suppose we haven’t.”

“You naughty girl,” Jaina laughed and nudged Hannah. “Why are you making your poor husband wait?”

Hannah looked at the little dragon as her mind began to swim. He was indeed her husband, but that was just a technicality. He needed her essence to pull off the ruse, and the only way to do that was to marry him. However, now he was a master of the harem, and if he wanted her, she had to obey.

“I am not making him wait,” Hannah said nervously. “It’s just been really busy. So much has changed in such a short amount of time. I am still coming to terms with it all.”

“Oh, of course,” Jaina said with a nod as they heard some cheers from behind. “But he is your husband. You should show him a little encouragement.”

Hannah looked at the dragon and took a deep breath before reaching to pick him up. She cradled him in her arms and tucked him under her breasts, giving him a warm snuggle.

“Good idea,” Jaina said with a nudge.

Hannah smiled as the dragon asked why Chandice and Roric had gotten married, and Hannah explained it was because they were in love. He naturally asked why he and Hannah had gotten married, and she had to explain that it was out of necessity. She then admitted that she owed him a great deal for saving her family and their homes. She used one hand to stroke his back and told him that she hoped to find a sense of love for him in the future if he wanted it.

“You think you could love me?” he asked, looking up. “I am a pseudo dragon.”

“And Roric is a gnoll, and Frank is a ghoul,” Hannah replied. “Rajeen and Blackbast are cat people. Half the girls in the harem are some kind of animal blend of human, so why can't I love you?”

“I don’t know?” he said and blinked his eyes. “I guess I wanted Idris to love me.”

“Oh, don't say it like that,” Jaina interjected. “She does love you. You don't have to give her up so Hannah can love you. Besides, I want to love you too.”

“So I can be loved by more than one?” he asked.

“Yes, that’s kind of what a harem is,” Hannah said. “All the women share their love with their masters.”

“We don't do that in our culture,” Zillix replied. “We pair bond and stay together for life.”

“We humans sort of did that,” Hannah replied. “But some of us were better at it than others.”

“Ha, that’s a creative way of describing our tendency to cheat,” Jaina laughed. They were joined by Breanne, who wore an elegant skirt and a tight top, leaving her stomach bare. A green gem had been socketed into her belly button, and a tattoo pattern of thorns radiated around it. She wore gold chains with green stones and smiled softly over a glass of wine.

“So what are you two deviants doing with the dragon?” Breanne asked as she sat on the edge of the balcony.

“We were just discussing our relationship,” Hannah admitted and stroked him. “He doesn’t seem to understand he is allowed to love more than one woman.”

“I see,” Breanne replied before sipping her wine. “He does realize he has three wives already.”

“No, I don't,” Zillix countered. “I only married Hannah.”

Breanne smiled and set her glass aside before bending low to look him in his tiny face. “You married Hannah and Alexandria in that ceremony, and Hannah is already married to Umtha, making her your wife as well. So you already have three wives, and soon you will have two more.”

“I will?” he balked. “Who?”

Breanne pointed to Quinny, who was laughing about something with Umtha and Evalynn.

“You see that pretty devil girl over there?” Breanne asked. “Well, she is going to marry Frank and Hannah soon. When she does, that will make her your wife as well.”

“And who is the other one?” Zillix asked.

Breanne leaned in and pecked his head with a kiss. “Me,” she said and stepped back. “So you had better get used to sharing your love.”

“Now I want to marry you,” Jaina pouted. “Everybody else is getting to do it.”

“Please, don’t say that in front of my mother,” Hannah cried. “She will start planning it. I swear she loves to plan weddings.”

“Poor Zillix didn’t get a proper wedding,” Jaina pointed out. “You should plan him one.”

“Umtha didn't get a proper wedding either,” Hannah countered. “But to do it right in her culture means I need to lay on an altar while the temple priests anoint me.”

“Oh, do tell,” Jaina said with a smile. “I might want a goblin wedding.”

“It happens exactly how you think,” Hannah said. “And it keeps happening until you run out of priests.”

“Yep, definitely a goblin wedding,” Jaina replied as Breanne snickered.

“You're both horrible people,” Hannah groaned, shifting Zillix in her arms. “So where are they going away to?”

“Oh, nothing special like a big trip,” Jaina said. “Evalynn annexed a bit of the mountain and put a cozy cabin up in the snow. They are going to spend a few days there, then resume life as normal.”

“Nothing is normal about this life,” Hannah countered. “But that cabin sounds nice.”

“Well, you and Zillix can use it when they are done,” Jaina teased. “You know, to celebrate your honeymoon and consummate your marriage.”

“Can we do that?” the little dragon asked.

“Will you please stop giving him ideas,” Hannah insisted as Jaina hid her smile. There was a tingle of glass, and they looked over to see Rajeen standing to address the gathering. She spoke fondly of Roric and how happy she was that he chose Chandice, citing how perfect she was for him. She showered Chandice with compliments, then presented her with a gift of a beautiful gown of gold and silver silks. Chandice was overcome and carefully held the lovely dress up as she practically wept. Rajeen then told the two they had one more gift to give and motioned for Hannah to step forward.

“What do they want me for?” Hannah asked.

“No idea,” Jaina replied. “But give me Zillix and run up there. It isn't wise to keep our master's waiting.”

Hannah handed the tiny dragon over and walked to the front of the room, where all eyes were on her. Blackbast took her hand and walked her before Chandice and Roric before removing her clothes. Hannah trembled as her body was laid bare before the entire gathering, and Chandice looked her over with a smile.

“A gift for your honeymoon,” Blackbast said. “For the next few days, she is your personal slave girl.”

“How exciting,” Chandice replied with a wicked smile.

Hannah was struck by the sudden announcement that she was a wedding present. She had been given to Chandice and Roric for the duration of their honeymoon and would be alone with them at the cabin. Her mind filled with what would happen in that isolated place, and she forgot she was naked before the entire room. Her mind was in such a state of shock that she never noticed Blackbast attach the leash and hand it to Roric.

His tug alerted her to the change as she was brought to heel behind him. She took her place, standing nervously as the room resumed its festivities. She played with her tail as she was led around by the leash, listening to the others talk. Chandice occasionally glanced back at her and intentionally looked at her pussy before smiling. It made Hannah's heart race, and her cheeks flushed. Thankfully, nearly everyone at the party had made love to her at one time or another, but then she made eye contact with her mother. Gwen nodded in approval, and Hannah had never felt more awkward in her life.

The party went on with some singing and cake; then they agreed to call it to an end. Chandice to the leash as she walked with Roric, the two heading for the magic doors that would take them to their retreat.

“You are allowed to speak,” Chandice said as she played with the leash.

“I don’t know what to say,” Hannah replied. “I feel lost.”

“Maybe this isn’t a good idea then,” Roric said.

“She will be fine,” Chandice insisted and reached around to remove the leash. “Honestly, we three have all made love to each other before. It isn't going to be a big deal to do it together.”

“This is the first time Frank has given me away,” Hannah said as they passed through a magic door into Roric’s camp. “I'm so nervous and feel like I am intruding.”

Chandice turned around and put her arms around Hannah, smiling as they shared a warm hug. “Please don’t be nervous,” Chandice said when she leaned back. “Honestly, I am happy you were given to us. I can’t think of anyone I would rather share my wedding night with.”

“Really?” Hannah asked as she felt touched.

“Hannah, I love you,” Chandice said. “I know we didn't spend much time together, but I have watched and seen who you are. You are a beautiful person inside and out, and neither that dream nor the rumors of your past can change my opinion. Jaina and the others like to tease me about how much you and I are alike because we do a lot of thinking. But I see that as a wonderful compliment. You are one of the smartest people I have ever known, and your ability to problem solve is amazing.”

“I have to agree with that,” Roric said as they walked down the hall. “You solve so many of your problems by outthinking your opponents, and you do it in ways that are creative.”

Hannah felt better as Chandice took her hand and went on about how happy she was. She insisted that Hannah being in their bed tonight only made the night more special. It also helped that Roric admitted that he was a little nervous. He considered Hannah a special gift and had hesitated to touch her in the harem.

Hannah blushed as they revealed they were excited that they had her all to themselves. She played with her tail as a smile finally spread on her face, and they left Roric's lodge to walk through the camp. Hannah couldn't help but notice the hungry glares the gnoll NPCs were giving her. Thankfully, it was late, and the camp was half asleep, but those guards that were out smiled at her naked skin. Chandice saw Hannah's blush and leaned over to whisper.

“Every guard in this camp has had Evalynn's tight, elvish body at least fifty times,” Chandice said. “She's usually tied to a post and fucked like a whore by a line of hungry gnolls.”

“Really?” Hannah gasped as she felt even more naked.

“Yes, and the day will come when you have been taken by them just as often,” Chandice added, causing Hannah to tighten up. She laughed as she pulled Hannah closer to point out a wooden frame where her head and wrists could be locked. She explained how Evalynn once spent a full day in it while the gnolls took what they wanted repeatedly.

“Not every slave is cut out for that kind of thing,” Roric cautioned and looked at Hannah. “Evalynn has strong fantasies about being forcefully taken by beastmen, so I indulge her desires. I would never force such a thing on a woman who didn't share such a thing.”

“What about you?” Chandice whispered. “Do you have any desires?”

Hannah's heart raced as images of gnoll men pillaging her body flooded her mind. She had to swallow as her hands trembled, alerting Chandice to the sudden shift.

“Nervous again?” Chandice teased. “Does that image get your blood burning?”

“Of course it does,” Hannah whispered. “But it’s mostly fear. I guess I have assumed that something like that would happen one day, but I always thought it would be with undead.”

“Oh?” Chandice pressed. “You into the whole zombie thing?”

“What? No,” Hannah countered. “It's just that Frank is my master, and he had hoards of undead, so I thought he might use them one day. I guess I have gotten used to the idea of making love to an undead because I make love to him in his ghoul form. But I don't like the idea of being touched by the horrid zombies.”

“I don't care for that image either,” Roric added as they crossed a rope bridge. “Despite your past and connection to graveyards, I don't see you as that type.”

“But what about the lesser ghouls and the gray walker zombies?” Chandice asked. “The ghouls are perfectly normal looking for a ghoul, and the gray walkers aren't the rotting kind of zombie. They look like recently slain people, just with gray skin.”

“I guess,” Hannah said nervously as she twisted.

“Hmm, I suppose a better question would be, how about demons and devils?” Chandice pressed with a wink.

Hannah squeezed Chandice’s hand as the woman began to giggle. Being a warlock, Chandice could summon all sorts of infernal creatures to do her bidding. However, she frequently used those creatures for sexual tasks and set them on the others. Gisley told stories of being taken by imps for hours and how a tall, dark, rogue-like devil had a hot cock that felt strange inside. Hannah knew Chandice liked to bind her girls and leave them helpless for her minions to satisfy their dark desires.

“I…. I don't know,” Hannah eventually squeaked out. “I would do it for you if that would make you happy.”

Chandice turned around and pulled Hannah into a long, hot kiss before cupping her face between both hands. “That would make me more than happy,” Chandice whispered. “I want to see you taken by my minions. I want to see that perfect princess's body ravaged by dark creatures from the pits. You are a succubus, after all. It is only fitting you fuck the creatures of hell and the pit. You know, there is a warlock ceremony called Dark Bargain where a major demon or devil grants you power. All you have to do is offer them something in return, like your pussy, for an hour. Then you could get a unique power with limited uses.”

“Limited uses?” Hannah asked as her skin crawled with tension.

“Oh, yes,” Chandice cooed. “Usually, you can only use the power three times. But don't worry, if you ever run out of power, you can always call the being who gifted it and ask for a refill. Of course, you will have to spread your legs again.”

“Don't frighten her with that,” Roric said as they headed for a clump of trees. “She is a gift, so let's relish that.”

“I’m not frightening her,” Chandice said as she pulled Hannah to walk between her and Roric. “I figured she would find knowing that interesting.”

“It is sort of interesting,” Hannah agreed. “There are so many ways to gain power in this world. “But it would be better if the power was permanent.”

“Well, it is permanent, but it has to be recharged,” Chandice corrected. “However, what you mean is it would be better if it didn't have a limit. If you are brave, you can do that too.”

Hannah asked what she meant by brave, and Chandice explained. She could offer herself as a consort to a powerful demon or devil in exchange for some power. She would get a lot more than a dark bargain, but the catch was she was effectively married to the monster. The creature would show up when least expected to satisfy its lusts with her body, then vanish again. She could also be summoned to hell or the pit for up to forty-eight hours, fucking her Patreon and crawling at his feet.

“So it's another form of slavery,” Hannah pointed out as they passed between two white barked treed. The sudden transformation was startling as Hannah blinked, and suddenly they were on a snow-covered cliff, walking from between two pine trees. The air was crisp with a wintery chill as Hannah stepped barefoot into the snow. She didn't feel the cold on her exposed skin as her naked defense skill protected her. She looked around and gasped at the alpine beauty of the mountains surrounding them. Everywhere she looked, it was a breathtaking sight of tall snow-capped cliffs and endless star-filled sky. The little area they were in was densely grown with towering pine trees, and she could see light just ahead.

“Come on,” Chandice urged as Hannah held their hands. They walked up a winding flight of steps to find a rustic-looking lodge built right on the cliff. It was a large structure of red-hewn logs and towering windows of clear glass to take in the views. It had a stone patio at the base, but several balconies ran around it, one of which hung over the cliff. Magical lights gave the place a warm, amber glow as Chandice instructed Hannah to get the door.

Hannah ran ahead and held the large door open as Roric swept Chandice into her arms and carried her across the threshold.

“You know why men carry their wives through the door, don't you?” Chandice asked as she passed Hannah.

“No,” Hannah admitted as she entered and shut the door behind her.

“It's because back in ancient times, most women were married unwillingly,” Chandice laughed. “They knew they would be taken to bed if they went inside, so they fought and kicked to avoid it. The husband often had to carry her inside forcefully to consummate the marriage.”

“And we keep that tradition alive,” Hannah laughed as she stepped into a warm main room with a high vaulted ceiling of wooden timbers. There was a huge hearth on the far wall flanked by windows that went all the way up. A low fire burned in the hearth already, but additional heat was provided by a low stone ring in the center of the room where red hot coals glowed. Oddly, it had a straight metal pole in the center that Roric explained helped radiate the heat.

The room was full of plush couches, thick rugs, and rustic furniture, adding a lovely charm to the space. Roric set Chandice on her feet before the fire, and the two began to kiss lovingly. Hannah wasn't sure what she should do until Chandice held out a hand for her. She went to their side while their kiss was still hot, and Chandice pulled her to her back, pointing to the straps of her dress.

Hannah got the hint and began unlacing the fine straps, helping Chandice undress. She smiled as Roric's hand went around Chandice's rear, squeezing her firmly.

“I have been waiting for this,” Roric said as Chandice’s dress came loose. “You made me wait too long.”

“It will be worth it,” Chandice said as she smiled and stroked his face. “And from here on out, I am yours whenever you desire.”

Hannah wondered what they meant about making him wait as she helped slide the dress down Chandice's body. She lost the thought as Chandice's silky lingerie was exposed, framing her body in sexual grace. Hannah was so overcome when she pulled the dress over those curvy hips that she had to steal a kiss on the cheek.

“Hmm, good girl,” Chandice cooed as she felt the kiss. “I want a lot more of that.”

Hannah smiled as she pulled the dress to Chandice's feet while lavishing her rear with kisses. Chandice responded by rolling her hips and moaning into her kiss with Roric. When the dress was off, Chandice used a free hand to draw Hannah's attention to Roric, pointing to his belt. Hannah's anxiety grew as she reached for Roric's belt to begin undressing him. She pulled the strap open and unlaced his pants before tugging them down. He wore underpants made of finely embroidered silk that she quickly took hold of and pulled. Slowly they came down, and the bulge of his knot appeared, his soft dark pink cock already two inches out. She thought of what she did for Chandice and nervously eyed his cock as a small drip of excitement hung from its tip. Her heart raced as she leaned in, her soft lips pursing as she planted a gentle kiss on the tip of his cock and coated her lips with the drop.

He responded with a soft groan, and his cock jumped, sliding from the sheath another inch in excitement. Hannah leaned back, her hands trembling as she finished removing his pants, then stood to get his coat and shirt. She had to pry them out of Chandice's hug, but she got them off, and the two were finally free for more. Roric guided her to the couch as their kiss went on, and Hannah followed, feeling nervous about what came next.

Chandice sat on the couch, her legs spread wide to reveal her silky panties. Roric pulled her back so her rear was just over the edge and took firm hold of her last layer of defense. Chandice smiled wide as he pulled the garment away, revealing her wet pussy begging to be taken. Hannah stood by again, watching as Roric bent down and began to lap her up, putting his long canine-like tongue to good use.

Chandice responded immediately to his touch, her head thrown back as that tongue did wonders. Hannah watched how it rolled into her body, reaching several inches inside before running up the valley and over her clit. She could only imagine how that must feel as Roric took Chandice's legs in his arms to steady himself and feast on the woman's flower of love.

Hannah grew hot watching the display, her nerves mixing with arousal. She felt the tension racing inside as she watched Chandice writhe in pleasure while a beast man feasted on her pussy. She leaned over to rub at Roric’s shoulders when Chandice’s eyes came open and gestured with a hand. Hannah watched as the woman made a grasping gesture and brought her hand to her mouth.

Hannah saw the gesture and knew exactly what it meant. The time of pretending and playing games was over. She was here for only one purpose, and the time to prove it had come. Here and now, she would show them all she really was a sex slave.