buckled around a girl's left ankle. From it a chain ran up to a hook mounted in the ceiling. The girl's suspended body swung in gentle arcs, making the leather creak. Her arms hung down towards the floor and her long black hair brushed it. She hung with her back to the room and as her free leg hung awkwardly backwards and a little sideways, her pubic mound was unusually prominent. After the initial shock of seeing a girl in such a horrible position, the sight of whip weals streaking her buttocks and thighs hardly made any impression on Ayesha. And in any case they were overshadowed by the tattoo.
The Prince went to stand by the swinging body and held it steady so that she could get a clear look at it. From the cleft of the buttocks and going diagonally across the back and over one hip was worked what looked like the tail end of a snake, the Prince watched Ayesha and then turned the girl slightly so that she could see how the snake's body got thicker as it wound around the left side of the waist and then crossed the stomach and chest until the head was depicted on the right breast. And there Ayesha found her gaze trapped in horrified fascination because the whole breast - nipple included - had been tattooed into the likeness of the snake's head with its mouth open and fangs showing. The whole tattoo was in sombre blue and red and it was the most horrific thing Ayesha had ever seen. Suddenly she trembled; she was utterly alone and at the mercy of this Prince whose people thought he was a god and who could do this to a girl.
He seemed to read her thoughts.
"I applied the whip marks of course but the tattoo is a speciality of a community of women high up in the mountains. They take it as a great compliment that I sometimes accept some of their daughters into my harem and they go to great lengths to make them attractive," he shrugged. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder but you must admit they are striking. I understand that even after being trained to the whip, they have to be tied down tightly for some of the procedure."
Ayesha watched as the Prince's hand caressed and squeezed the tattooed breast and for the first time she looked down at the girl's face. Her eyes closed in pleasure even as Ayesha watched and a soft moan escaped her lips.
"Come closer," the Prince invited and moving like a sleepwalker, Ayesha did so. "Now look between her legs," he told her.
Ayesha's hand flew to her mouth in shock. She had assumed that the snake began where it emerged from the girl’s buttock cleft. But it didn't. It ran down alongside the anus, along the perineum and along one labial lip until it dived in towards the vagina itself. The snake actually emerged directly from the girl's sex. Ayesha's imagination failed in the face of trying to conjure up the sort of pain the girl had endured as the tattoo had been painstakingly applied, the needles jabbing in, time and time and time again. The nipple and breast must have been pretty bad - but between the legs.........!
Abruptly the Prince released the suspended girl and slapped her bottom hard, making her swing like a bizarre pendulum.
"Mahmut, continue whipping this one until further notice. You," he told Ayesha, "come with me."
Too terrified to even consider disobeying him she followed as he strode out onto the balcony, turning to lean against the railing of the balcony and facing her. "You are a slave of my household now. In my country this is considered a high calling for a woman so you will stop these ridiculous attempts to hide your nudity," he waved dismissively at Ayesha who was still trying to cross an arm over her chest and hide her pubes with her other hand. "A slave has nothing but her body to offer her master, you have a good body so stand up straight and offer it properly."
Ayesha shook her head.
The Prince sighed and turned his head slightly. "Mohammed!" he called. "Bring another one over!"
Ayesha's eyes followed the direction in which he had called. The balcony looked
The Prince went to stand by the swinging body and held it steady so that she could get a clear look at it. From the cleft of the buttocks and going diagonally across the back and over one hip was worked what looked like the tail end of a snake, the Prince watched Ayesha and then turned the girl slightly so that she could see how the snake's body got thicker as it wound around the left side of the waist and then crossed the stomach and chest until the head was depicted on the right breast. And there Ayesha found her gaze trapped in horrified fascination because the whole breast - nipple included - had been tattooed into the likeness of the snake's head with its mouth open and fangs showing. The whole tattoo was in sombre blue and red and it was the most horrific thing Ayesha had ever seen. Suddenly she trembled; she was utterly alone and at the mercy of this Prince whose people thought he was a god and who could do this to a girl.
He seemed to read her thoughts.
"I applied the whip marks of course but the tattoo is a speciality of a community of women high up in the mountains. They take it as a great compliment that I sometimes accept some of their daughters into my harem and they go to great lengths to make them attractive," he shrugged. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder but you must admit they are striking. I understand that even after being trained to the whip, they have to be tied down tightly for some of the procedure."
Ayesha watched as the Prince's hand caressed and squeezed the tattooed breast and for the first time she looked down at the girl's face. Her eyes closed in pleasure even as Ayesha watched and a soft moan escaped her lips.
"Come closer," the Prince invited and moving like a sleepwalker, Ayesha did so. "Now look between her legs," he told her.
Ayesha's hand flew to her mouth in shock. She had assumed that the snake began where it emerged from the girl’s buttock cleft. But it didn't. It ran down alongside the anus, along the perineum and along one labial lip until it dived in towards the vagina itself. The snake actually emerged directly from the girl's sex. Ayesha's imagination failed in the face of trying to conjure up the sort of pain the girl had endured as the tattoo had been painstakingly applied, the needles jabbing in, time and time and time again. The nipple and breast must have been pretty bad - but between the legs.........!
Abruptly the Prince released the suspended girl and slapped her bottom hard, making her swing like a bizarre pendulum.
"Mahmut, continue whipping this one until further notice. You," he told Ayesha, "come with me."
Too terrified to even consider disobeying him she followed as he strode out onto the balcony, turning to lean against the railing of the balcony and facing her. "You are a slave of my household now. In my country this is considered a high calling for a woman so you will stop these ridiculous attempts to hide your nudity," he waved dismissively at Ayesha who was still trying to cross an arm over her chest and hide her pubes with her other hand. "A slave has nothing but her body to offer her master, you have a good body so stand up straight and offer it properly."
Ayesha shook her head.
The Prince sighed and turned his head slightly. "Mohammed!" he called. "Bring another one over!"
Ayesha's eyes followed the direction in which he had called. The balcony looked
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