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Posted: 2022-01-06 23:26:00
by devilsubconscious - Size: 1469x1414
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She was once a spy from a nation far from here. She was once a confident soldier, one who took pride in her work.
She had heard rumours of the power the Sultan had over women, she found the rumours disgusting, she found him disgusting.
She was eager to go into his court, to find evidence of his crimes and to bring the Sultan to justice. Her fellow operatives warned her, but she didn't listen. When she first met the Sultan, she felt nothing, nothing but disgust for the ugly, cruel man. And as for his giggling harem. She pitied them.
The Sultan gave her a gift, a simple hand-cut necklace. She remembered the warnings again, but she didn't listen. It would be rude to refuse a gift from a king... She continued her investigations, she took many pictures and asked many questions.
But she couldn't help but watch the Sultan's harem, the girls she once pitied... they looked so happy…
Soon the Sultan gave her another gift, a pair of long, silk gloves and socks. She was happy to have the Sultan's favor, so she could continue her investigation She didn't ask the girls as many questions now, when she met with them, they taught her their dances and told her stories of their deep love for the Sultan. She found the stories gross, but she wanted to feel love like that... she was jealous of the girls.
Finally, the Sultan gave her an ornate headband, fitted with gems and gold. She was beside herself... she came here to destroy the Sultan, and he gave her such opulent gifts, she needed to pay him back.
The girls were happy to help, they told her exactly how to show her thanks... the girls were so smart... they loved the sultan much earlier than her...