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Legend of Queen Opala, The Royal

Harem

By Jefardi3

Submitted: May 2, 2012

Updated: May 3, 2012

Basically this is my take on what happens after Jake becomes the evil Pharaoh and what he

decides to do afterwards and what not. <br />

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It may be a few days before I start posting chapters....so I'm sorry? <br />

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Leave comments please!

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1. Prologue Part I

-Legend of Queen Opala-

--The Royal Harem--

---Prologue Part I---

After crowning of Pharaoh Jake, and the enslavement of the Royal family, things started set into

a routine. However before then several loose ends had to be taken care of.

First and foremost was the previous royal family. Even in chains in the dungeon, under lock and

key, they were dangerous. Lucia was the one to come up with a solution first, and Sephira was

able to implement it. The Previous royal family was put under a magic stasis by Sephira with

the aid of the monster magicians, including the golden dragons that decided to swear allegiance

to Jake after his brutal defeat of Khaan. All that was left of Khaan was his bones which made up

a significant part of the new throne. Osira had to be put under by Lucia, and then frozen in a

block of ice, due to her ability with magic, and to dispel any temptation to screw her by her

former minions. She was made into something of a trophy; the block hanging from ceiling by a

large pair of iron hooks, and guard of thirteen magicians to make sure she could not un freeze

without the Pharaoh's approval.

It had been a topic of conversation for the first couple of weeks of what to do with the former

Royal Family, but as the Pharaoh made no more mention of them, except the occasional

inspection of the condition of the ice that contained Osira. It seemed to all that she was just a

trophy of what happened to those that disobeyed his rule.

However there had been another reason for what the former royal family had been put into

stasis, one not known to the public. Sephira, and Lucia found a thread of magic that had no

reasoning of being there. They could not find who had performed this bit of magic, it was a

mystery. After scanning their minds, they could not find where this lingering magic was coming

from. Even after sorting through all of Osira's machinations, the origin of this magic was

unknown to all of them. What they did know about it was that it was powerful, VERY powerful.

---

Roughly three month after Jake's crowning, Tirah approached the young ruler ruler on his throne

"I owe my pleasure at seeing you this day for a reason I assume...'" Jake query.

"Yes exalted one, I wish to make a request, if you would ever so humbly listen to me"

One of his eyebrows raising, "you never seemed to be one for pleasure, or dominating anyone,

why should I allow you to even so much let you look upon my conquests, or for that matter even

touch one of them'" asked a interested Jake.

"B-because your majesty, I know how women work, and that allows me to break them" she

replies, a little bit of a stammer breaking into her voice. Maybe she thought that she was on

better terms with you then this.

You break out laughing "the only thing you know how to do, Tirah, 1st Captain of the Royal

Guard, is how to fight and pleasure a man, although barely at that" Jake reply, mirth and

sarcasm evident in your voice, causing Tirah to wince and some of the personal guard make

faint smiles as their captain and fellow warrior is belittled by you. To be a candidate for the

Royal Guard, one had to have three requirements; a human female, a fighter or a witch or

mage of some sort, and have to be pleasing to the eye. To get from the pool of candidates, one

had to stand out and there was only two ways to do that.

The first was to better then the instructor giving the combat test, and be able to withstand a duel

with Jake for at least a minute, increasing how hard you would fight every ten seconds, and

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starting to fight at about 1 or 2% of your true abilities. If one of them could hold their own with

him when he was going at about 10% for at least ten seconds they were in. Recently however

the test had been found to be too easy by some and had been changed to two minutes. This

caused some commotion, because for the next week, no one could go longer than a minute and

ten seconds. No one but Jake has that kind of endurance. So instead the fighting turned to the

next best fighter, Tirah.

More than a few of the warriors had lost in a degrading or hilarious fashion, to her and then

withstood the test the next time they could take it. This led to more than a few grudges being

held against Tirah.

The other manner in which one could get onto the personal guard was not told to any of the

recruits. Rather they had to find it out for themselves. This manner was being able to covertly

navigate the palace and find the Pharaoh when he wasn't busy (which is that hardest part, the

paper work associated with the job is on ridiculous side).

These girls, never had that much in the way of pure combat instinct, the combat skills that they

have now being drilled into them after making the guard.

These two different types of guards both had issues, the ones who had combat instinct,

typically looking Amazonian, while the other type looked what every girl wants to be when they

grow up.

Both of them have a unending hate for the head of the guard, Tirah. She may at one point of

been less beautiful then any of them, but her friendship with Sephira let magic helped change

her figure from Amazonian to a step-below a sex goddess. This coupled with her combat skills

and her pre-existing relationship with the pharaoh, cemented her place on the guard, much to

anger of the younger guardswomen. Her fellow guardswomen relished in anything that made

her uncomfortable.

Tirah looked downwards, lost in thought, much to the snickering of the women in the throne

room. After a minute or two, Tirah still hasn't said a single thing.

"Let me prove myself" she whispers quietly, tears falling from her cheek to the ground.

She bows to you quickly and then leaves.

The next day the pink haired women enters, dragging a women along who is heavily gagged

and nude. She has incredibly pale skin at first glance but as Tirah leads her closer to the

throne, he realizes its not pale, but a dark almost purple-blue color. Coupled with her mane of

long green hair she looks oddly familiar.

The pharaoh staring at this obviously confused, "who is this woman" he asked.

"The bounty hunter, Castella, your highness", Tirah says looking up from her captive, smirking.

Said captive starts to move and make sounds. It is then everyone in the room realizes that the

bounty hunter has toys of every kind stuff up each of her holes.

The Pharaoh then looks at Tirah, "and you brought her here for what reason again'"

"So I can prove that I am worthy of aiding in the breaking of the former royal family" she states.

There is a twinkle of amusement in the Pharaoh's eye as says softly "lets see how this turns

out" then louder "if you can get her to whore herself for free in the market square, I might just

reconsider what I said.... Now begone with you until you have finished that" he announces. He

remembers Castella and knows it will be no easy task to break her.

---

During his travels, the Pharaoh had happened upon a powerful dream demoness, known as

Naacia the Dream Hunter. The demoness had thought to bend him to her will during his

deception to Osira, and she had been wrong, instead she had been brought to her knees by a

mere mortal. Not some magician or demi-god, but a man! Never had she imagined this could

ever happen and had bet to generously when it came to their final battle, making her his slave

for eternity.

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As much as she hated it at first, he made her see otherwise and she became his willing slave,

eagerly calling him master and awaiting his return. While she was visited by him every night, it

was a near eternity for her.

So utter was her devotion to him she let him do what nothing short of a demi-god had done

before, fuck her pussy.

Now after a few weeks, she was regretting it heavily. Not the sex, or even pledging herself to

him. No what she regretted was letting his seed stay in her. She could bring herself to protect

her womb and its eggs from his cum, it was just way too intoxicating to not enjoy.

Within her was growing another being, not human, not full demon, but something in-between.

She still had to decide what she would do with it, whether to strangle the life out of it before he

found out or present it to her master.

She knew what she had to do; murder the dam thing with its own umbilical cord, it was a

perversion of everything the Demon council had ruled to let a impure demon or demoness to

live.

Pondering this, the very thought of her master sent fingers to her twat, she decided to give it to

her master, maybe he would know what to do. She was so bent to his will, craving his attention

she was going against the very actions that she had ordered the demon council to enact.

---

Five days later

A little past one in the morning there is a knocking the pharaoh's inner chamber door.

The light knocking alerts the pharaoh, waking him up. He pulls himself up pushing aside the

three candidates that had found him that night, who roll off the bed in protest.

Jake groggily yells at the guards outside the door "what the fuck is it and why can't it wait till

morning'"

"Sir, Captain Tirah is requesting entry with the prisoner Castella" the guardswomen on duty that

night, Lucy, says.

Jake stares quizzically at the door, and says slowly "let them in", after expelling the three new

guardswomen from his quarters out the side entrance.

The door opens up and in walks Tirah in full military uniform for her station. Behind her slowly

shuffles Castella, who is bound, bloodied, with a studded leash around her neck.

"And the reason you are here is...'" Jake asked Tirah

"I thought your majesty might enjoy the final breaking of her" she says, pride, perverse sadistic

pride, evident in her voice. "step forward you fucking little pig shit of a slut" she commands

Castella.

Castella obediently steps forward and then sits on her knees in front of Jake.

"Now what was it you wanted, slut'" Tirah asks.

"I...I.. I want to...." Castella mumbles before trailing off, her voice going below a whisper.

"What did you say cunt'" Tirah says as she pulls back on the leash choking Castella, for about

15 seconds before relaxing her grip.

"I want to be your slave, master.....please...." Castella whispers, her voice just a barely a

fraction above being inaudible. "u-use.......use..m-me....master....please....&rd quo; Tirah

smirks at this, taking pride in how Castella is now doing this of her own free will.

Jake looks at this broken spectacle of a women, and then looks at Tirah "finish her breaking,

and then I might just consider your request".

"With pleasure your highness" replies Tirah, an evil grin visible, even in the darkness of the

Pharaoh's chambers.

Grabbing Castella by her hair she drags her over to a barren wall and toss her against it,

making *thud* sound. During all of this Castella is still mumbling "use me", only stopping after

hitting the wall, and then resuming a little while later. Pinning her slumped down form against

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the wall, Tirah commands her "use you filthy slut tongue on my ass, as it needs cleaning" she

then sits on Castella's face lights up when she is finally commanded, and starts to hungrily eat

out Tirah's ass hole.

The only sounds in bed chamber are the wet noises of Castella's tongue in Tirah asshole, as

Castella tries to complete clean out her domineering master's hole. Even in the dark it can be

seen that Tirah is on the verge of orgasm, no matter how much she is trying to hold out.

After nearly 30 minutes of her tongue in Tirah's ass, Castella looks like she isn't anywhere near

stopping. Tirah is finally at her limit, and starts to climax, drenching Castella's upper body in her

cunt juices.

"Slave, you may stop" Tirah finally says, before slumping down the wall. Castella reluctantly

stops, she obviously is enjoying how Tirah's ass tastes, which is a testament to how thoroughly

Tirah was with her.

Having watched the entire sight, Jake finally says "Castella, do you think you are broken'"

"Yes, master, it would give no greater pleasure then serving your every whim".

"How would you like to service every living thing in the public square tomorrow, no matter what

it is, for the rest of your life'"

Nearly bursting with joy "I-I'd love to master" she stammered "Mistress Tirah has forbade me

from any taking any prides into me for the last week and I miss them so very much, and I would

love to taste them again", she says, hope in her voice. She starts to say something and then

stops, and looks at Tirah, fear evident on her face.

Tirah nods "You may continue"

"It would be my true calling, as I am nothing but a mere slut, who wants to give into her

greatest, darkest lusts and please her master" she says hurriedly.

"That is good..."the pharaoh's eyes glaze over as he goes deep into thought, "Tirah, use have

still not completed the breaking" pausing for a moment. Tirah's face showed a flash of fear "you

have forgotten to make her show homage to her lord" he finished, with a mischievous twinkle in

his eye.

Understanding dawning on Tirah immediately, she turned to Castella, "clean your mouth out

now slave".

Castella quickly tried to find the nearest water basin, but was stopped by Tirah and the leash, "I

taught you better than that slut" she said slowly shaking her head, holding Castella on the

ground. Castella looked like a deer caught in the headlights until a distinct *blop* sound of liquid

dripping was heard.

Castella started to scoop up all of the cunt juices drenching her front and then swallowed them

in, taking the taste of Tirah's ass out of her mouth. She looked back and forth between Tirah

and the Pharaoh for approval.

"Good", Tirah said, approval evident in her voice.

"I see you have trained her very well indeed; maybe a personal award is in order'" Jake says

contemplatively. After pausing for a moment, "Strip" he commands Tirah.

Tirah, knowing full well what is to come, rush to take off her clothes, practically tearing them off

her body. Castella is merely getting more excited by the moment, the excitement forming a

small puddle beneath her, as she hasn't seen her tormenter fully nude yet, only her pussy and

asshole.

After removing her outfit, she stood before the Pharaoh.

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