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Now the traders of flesh brought forth their living wares to the waiting palaces. The Pasha, the Emir, the Sultan himself burned with hunger for the new bodies that were to swell his hidden house.nnThey were women of age—some newly come into full womanhood, some already heavy with years and curves—yet many were still unknowing. They were led before their lord for the first showing, not in privacy, but before the gathered concubines, as custom demanded.nnAnd many of the men stood shameless, their loins laid bare. Their naked members hung free, thick and dark, some already stiffening, some rising slow and proud in open air. It was sport to watch the newcomers—pale, trembling, wide-eyed—start back in shock.nnMost of all when the master himself stepped forward and revealed the full measure of his manhood: long, heavy, and swollen with blood, lifted high in arrogant display. A murmur ran through the women like breath through dry grass.nnMany of them had never in all their lives seen a man’s naked tool—never its shape, its size, nor the way it swells and hardens when stirred. Their eyes filled with fear, wonder, and a knowledge that burned before it was understood.nnThus, through naked flesh and naked truth, their life within the harem was begun.nAll models are intended to be 18 . Thank you for commenting.
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