Thread: Egyptian Prices- Moon/Lady

His name was Ashumon , Prince of Egypt and future Pharaoh of all the lands. He was a spoiled, egotistical brat who was cruel to anyone who was of his standing, which included the lords, and the priests. If the Gods had still roamed the lands, he'd probably have mouthed off to them too. To all the world he was harsh, completely uncaring, and cruel. In fact, he prided himself in demanding things that they simply could not deliver, and punishing them harshly for their failures. One would expect that he was even more cruel to the Harem he had on hand at all times. While it was true no one, not even the Pharaoh, saw the small Harem that the prince had collected, they where wrong about how the Sex slaves where treated. In fact it was almost the complete opposite of how he treated his 'betters' and 'equals'. The slaves that he had collected where practically spoiled, given anything they desired, even their freedom after a few years if that was what they wanted. Yes, most of them where rather content with their lives with the prince, and they where all happy to accept a new member into the fold. She was to be a birthday present from the Pharaoh. Prince Ashumon was turning twenty, an important date because now was when he learned to 'converse with the gods'. He would be trained how to lead his kingdom, well in theory anyway. No one really expected the prince to even show up to classes, let alone listen tot he tutors that the prince found useless. He was sitting in the Throne next to his fathers at the moment, looking incredibly bored as he watched his party taking place... not that he could join the festivities that he was watching, it would have been 'beneath' him. Ashu, you must take more interest. Someday these people will be your subjects. You must take an interest in them. The Pharaoh ordered sternly, sighing when his Son completely ignored him and summoned a slave who was tending the food and ordered a goblet of Wine. There was a commotion and two guards came in, dragging his new slave and Ashumon sat up straighter and studied her. He hoped she wasn't about to become the 'Entertainment'. He hated watching when the guests took their turns raping new sex slaves into submission. It was boring, as well as disgusting. My Son, for your most important birthday. I have found you the most beautiful woman in the lands. She is yours now. the Pharaoh stated, smiling as Ashumon stood and moved over to the girl, who's metal collar was too tight, her metal shackles the same. They cut into her skin and made the flesh raw and painful. Stop Touching My Things. Ashumon hissed at the guards who flinched and dropped her before the Prince struck at them with his scepter. He studied her intently and then glared at the Guards again who winced and quickly unshackled her hands and throat so she could breath and move freely. take her to my room. You will be GENTLE with her! Ashumon demanded, they Guards nodding as they picked the girl off and dumped her into the Princes room where the other slaves quickly offered her healing slaves and a lukewarm bath for her no doubt tender skin. They gave her food and water and brushed her hair and dressed her in silk, commenting on her beauty as they did so. She would be the princes favorite, of that there was np doubt.