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Archive name: (Xena6.txt
Authors name: Zeus

    X E N A   T H E   W A R R I O R   P R I N C E S S

                     PART 6 OF 9

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        "Wait," Rostov croaked, "Don't kill me. . ."

        "Tell me what Makhi has planned."

        "Spare  me and I'll tell you,"  he gasped as he
clutched his seared hand in pain.

        "Start talking, you bastard."

        "He planned to have  you drugged and taken into
his harem.  He was going to put on  a  show  tonight to
show  you off as his latest conquest and acquisition to
other masters of  the  Assassins Guild."   The assassin
spit  out  three of  his  silver  teeth  and continued.
"They're celebrating before they overrun Calimport. I'm
supposed to pick a lieutenant to put on a show with you
after their feast.  Please, let me go now!"

       Xena's expression hardened as her grip tightened
on the scimitar.

        "No!  You promised!"

        "I did not,"  she said calmly as she rammed the
blade through  his  heart, closing the shifty eyes for-
ever.

        "Help me hide these carcasses," she said as she
tossed Milan the black pirate's uniform. "Then put this
on."

        "What for?"

        "We have a dinner party to get ready for."

			   #

        Xena duplicated  the drowsy stare  that she had
seen on the faces of the harem girls.  Milan  held  her
by the elbow as they walked into the bath house used by
the  concubines.   Three  of  them  were waiting there,
stripped  to  the waist as they prepared a bath for the
two new arrivals.

        "Rostov said to come here to get ready,"  Milan
said, trying to  act  officious to cover his arousal by
the three exquisitely beautiful  and  voluptuous concu-
bines.   One who  appeared to be the leader  nodded and
they removed their skirts and jewelry. Two of them took
Milan's hands while  the  leader took Xena's.  They led
them  to  the marble steps of the bathing pool and pro-
ceeded to strip them.

        They sat the couple side by side and one poured
a pitcher of warm scented water over their heads.  Xena
was grateful as the water rinsed away the crawling sen-
sations of the brutes' hands and their abominable seed.
The  girls  lathered their bodies with soft sponges and
massaged perfumed  suds  into their scalps.  The leader
was  busy  at  work with a  small  razor as she denuded
Xena's loins.

       "The master likes to observe the small details,"
she offered in explanation.    Xena nodded, then cast a
dark glance at the girl who was grooming Milan and tak-
ing the privilege of  caressing  and  licking his fully
erect penis.  The ranger, shrugged, as if to say, "Hey,
this was your idea" and lay back as the girl started to
scrape his pubic hair away.

       They were rinsed off and led to a pair of padded
tables.  The girls  poured a  sweetly  spiced  oil onto
their backs, then rubbed handfuls  of it into their own
skins.  They climbed  onto  the  large  tables, next to
their guests.   The leader straddled  Xena's  back  and
rubbed her shoulders.    Across from them, one used her
ample breasts to rub the oil into Milan's back.  He had
to admit, even though they  were  facing a battle where
they were hopelessly outnumbered, he was having a great
time.  And  even  though Makhi was a pig, he sure could
pick the most delectable women.

        They turned them over and finished the rubdown,
then led them to the harem room  where  a  dozen  other
concubines  lounged  or  slept  as  they waited for the
couple.

        "The master  wants  us  to warm you up for your
performance.  But,  it seems that the pleasure is ours,
for once,"  The girls smiled  appreciatively  and  with
enthusiasm as the two hard-bodied warriors were led in-
to the middle of a sea of pillows and scented bodies.

        Delicate hands with  painted  nails reached out
and stroked, caressed, teased them. They were joined by
soft, warm tongues.   Two of them had Milan on his back
and took turns licking and sucking his  stiff cock as a
third offered her pussy to his mouth. A girl with short
raven-black was kneeling between Xena's legs,  brushing
the  insides  of her  thighs  and her labia with a long
feather. Two blondes massaged her breasts while another
kissed her tenderly.  The other girls  caressed the en-
gaged  partners  or paired  off  themselves  until they
could trade places.

       Milan couldn't see Esmerelda around the chamber,
but was sure she would be there tonight.  He started to
formulate plans but his concentration was broken when a
wench with a long mane of red hair kissed him lightly.

        "If you think  you'll  have enough strength for
tonight,"  she  asked demurely,  "I was hoping that you
would let me please you for a while."

        Milan nodded,  feeling  quite overwhelmed.  The
girl kissed  him  thankfully  and straddled him, taking
him inside of her with a practiced  thrust of her hips.
Her  vagina  seemed to grab him greedily, then gave his
cock an affectionate squeeze.   She cooed and whispered
to him.  "The  master likes this with me more  than the
others.  This is my specialty.   Lay back and let me do
the work.  I swear you won't be disappointed."

        Xena had  been  similarly  distracted  when the
brunette rubbed the tip of her nose and tongue over her
clit.  Xena decided to abandon the strategy for now and
kissed the blonde back hungrily.  The harem wench whis-
pered into Xena's ear and got a nod of agreement.  They
arranged themselves on their sides, their faces to each
other's crotch.  The blonde  began, kissing and licking
Xena's  slick  pussy  as  she squeezed her ass.    Xena
plunged two fingers in and out  of  the girl's dripping
cunt, teasing her clit with her tongue.   She paused to
look over at Milan, who was hanging onto the table pre-
cariously as the red-headed  girl rode him through wave
after wave of orgasm.  Xena winked at him and worked on
her own girl.

       When the harem girls had sated themselves, Milan
and Xena crawled to a far corner of the bed and nestled
down in a mound of pillows. The concubines took it as a
gesture  that  the lieutenant wanted time with Xena for
himself, so they left them alone.

        "I think I've found a way to spoil their  party
tonight,"  Xena  whispered.   "The guards will be light
since  most  of  the  pirates will be preparing for the
raid on Calimport."

        "Yes.  We should  be  able  to  escape with the
princess  quite  easily if we can prevent an alarm from
sounding."

        "I intend  to  do  more than  that,"  Xena said
ominously.  "Are you ready, young ranger?"

        "As  I'll ever be.   Traveling with you,  a man
has to be ready for anything, it seems."

        "You can't  say  it's  been boring,"  she said.
Despite the grim  circumstances,  she felt the flame of
desire flare  in her and she squeezed his cock playful-
ly.   She felt a rush of  pride  as his  drained  organ
writhed  and  hardened  in response.  They embraced and
kissed passionately, observing the Sujel custom once
more as the harem girls watched them dreamily. 

			   #
  
	Tahir Arrani took his place at the banquet, his
prime assassin  by  his  side  and  Princess  Esmerelda
lounging  at his feet.  Eight other sheiks from various
cartels in Calimport and neighboring countries  were in
attendance.   Each  of  the  dignitaries  had two slave
girls chosen from the pens. Seated on his throne at the
middle  of  the  banquet table, Hafez Makhi watched his
guests as they drank from  gold  goblets and feasted on
the mounds of rich food.  His normally  stern  face was
broken by the smuggest of  grins  as  the chosen moment
approached.  Using  the  edge  of his dinner  knife, he
struck a small bell that produced a high, clear tone.

	"My friends,"  he  gestured  to  the  assembled
sheiks,  "today  we  begin  a  venture greater than any
other in the history of the Guild.  We have proved what
this citadel can do on the open sea. No merchant vessel
can get by us.  No  fleet can stand up to us.  In three
days time, Calimport will belong to us!  We shall claim
the city  and  control  the entire coastline.  The mer-
chants  will have to deal  with  us,  and  Bandar  will
become the  economic  capital  of the three continents!
The agents of our guild are in place and have made pre-
parations for our landing.  Once Calimport is occupied,
we shall sail our barges up the Camroot River, deep in-
to the Berlandic plains, taking what the rich farmlands
and mining towns have to offer. We shall take anything,
ANYTHING, that we desire. . ."

	On this verbal cue, the curtains to a vestibule
parted and out  stepped  Milan,  leading  Xena.  He was
naked  except for a leather loincloth, his bulging mus-
cles glowing from the oil rubbed into his skin.  In his
hand,  he held a silk cord that was clasped to the gem-
studded slave collar around Xena's neck.   She wore the
diaphanous  veils  of  a  concubine  and gold bracelets
around her upper arm and a slim chain around one of her
ankles.  The  eyes  of the  assembled  crime bosses and
harem girls crawled avidly over the bodies  of  the two
performers.  There  were  whispers  as  the  rumors  of
Makhi's latest accomplishment were now confirmed.

       Makhi clapped his hands twice, nodding to Milan.
The costumed ranger  undid  the  clasp at Xena's collar
and seated himself on the couch in  the  middle of fur-
lined  floor.   The musicians  began a tune,  then Xena
started to sway her hips to the  hypnotic rhythm.   Her
shoulders  joined  in,  moving  in  counterpoint as she
shifted from one leg to the other in the classical form
of a harem girl's belly dance.  

	Milan, like the others,  found himself absorbed
by the undulations of her sleek abs. She moved her legs
farther apart and snaked from side to side, the sinuous
motion  of  her torso causing the men, and a lot of the
women, to wet their lips. She danced around the edge of
the floor with spins  and  leaps that allowed the slits
in her veils to show long flashes of warm skin.  

She stopped in front of one party. It was made of a man
in his twenties, who was the youngest sheik, and a pair
of dark-skinned women. She stepped in between his legs.
He  looked  up at her as she twisted sensuously, barely
an inch away from his face. She gave him the end of her
skirt and spun  on  her  toes away from him, unwrapping
the skirt and freeing it with a quick snap of her hands
as she reached the middle  of  the  floor.  She pranced
forward as she shed her sheer harem blouse and came  up
to a man across from them. This time she dropped to her
knees,  her  legs  spread  and  her  hands  cupping her
breasts for the man and the breathless women.  

	The man swallowed  hard as she put her hands on
his shoulders.  She arched forward three times, pushing
her chest out, her nipples grazing  against  him.   She
whipped her head forward,  her hair floating around his
face so that they could only see each other.  He closed
his eyes as she moved forward,  her  lips  parted for a
kiss,  but  then  she  turned and kissed the slave girl
instead. She held the teen's face between her hands and
offered  him  the  girl's  lips, which were still moist
from the kiss.

	Xena leaned back onto the floor,  twisting over
to her belly with a turn of her long legs.  She crawled
forward on her hands and knees  like a sleek jungle cat
to the next sheik.   As she rose, she gathered her hair
up and  let  it cascade back  down to  her shoulders, a
motion that threw her breasts up and out.  She placed a
foot on his chest,  then shoved him  playfully onto his
back.    She stepped forward and placed her feet at the
sides of his head, then squatted down as she spread her
lips for him.    His eyes were locked  on  the  teasing
strokes  of  her hands as  she slid a finger inside her
cunt, playing with herself to  coax  the  moisture onto
her lips.  She ran her fingers around her clit, pulling
the top of her pussy  upward so her pink bud peeked out
at him.    The man stretched out his tongue towards the
welcoming folds of her cunt.  Xena let him lick there a
few times, then moved on.

	She plucked the berry that  Esmerelda was going
to feed Tahir Arrani out of her fingers.   She slid the
tip in  and  out  between  her  lips a few times as she
looked into the assassin's glassy  eyes,  then  nibbled
on the end of it to release the juice from it. She rub-
bed the berry  around her lips,  on her chin,  down her
neck, around her nipples.    She held the berry out for
him to finally take into his mouth.

CONTINUED IN PART 7...