Chapter 01
Bulgarian escapade for Kyrhan and Mark
Thanks for the help of Cih
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Plenty of feedback and suggestions, these days; May Eve W. be patient : I have a long backlog of stories to finish first and I wonder whether I may use directly the names she has given me?
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The night was beginning to fall on Kyrhan's palace. The spotlights were illuminating the façade of the luxury hotel for the enjoyment of the guests. The lights were much less generous on the side wall overhanging the harem part, the private apartments of the Prince and his household. The former Maharajahs in India are now most often broke as they had tried to keep their usual royal life style but had no longer the wealth needed. A few had transformed their palaces into luxury resorts and had been able to maintain them... Kyrhan was one of them.
Kyrhan had been more interested in politics and let his palace fall in ruins for lack of money for the restoration. When Kira had entered his life, she had dedicated her life to giving back this palace its former glory. She had handpicked the staff from the poorest people she had met : the Dalits. Some of them seemed eager to learn new skills and the princess gave much of her time to teach them anything they would need from how to clean a luxury suite, prepare flowers, arrange the bed sheets, and wage a permanent war on all the bugs which tried to find shelter in the cool apartments... Other ones became brick layers, builders and electricians, plumbers, joiners or accountants. They were encouraged to offer their new skills for other employers as Kira wanted to give them an opportunity to build a real career...
Five years later, everything was running safely : everyone now knew his or her duties and just worked hard to gain new abilities. Kira had no more any need to spend time teaching how to arrange a flower bouquet or how to speak to a Dutch or American guest. Kira was still the boss in the hotel but her main occupation was the management of Kyrhan's harem. He had now sixteen girls, ten of which permanently lived in the palace. She had established a duty roster so that Kyrhan could choose the girl who would spend the night with him or accompany him to an official dinner, although it was the princess' usual duty.
Most of the girls had live in boyfriends, life mates or husbands and if Kyrhan picked a girl or invited two of them in his suite, Kira just looked for someone to entertain the temporarily single men! If she hadn't been chosen, the princess was quite eager to visit them or invite them in her own suite. There was no jealousy in Kyrhan's Eden : every man had fucked any girl and would do so again soon. If there was some shortage of men, Kira would just call for the Dalits' barracks for sturdy guys' reinforcements but if the Princess needed a few girls more, all the girls in Kyrhan's harem were ready to be double or triple teamed during a whole night : nobody would be frustrated!
Just, if all the girls were openly bi, all the men were steadfastly straight! Perhaps it was Kyrhan's influence but they had a very strong sex drive for the pretty and often scantily clad girls in the harem. Two days before, Kira had organized a candle lit dinner. The men had taken their seats, wearing dhotis, sherwanis, jodhpuris or kurtas. The girls had arrived five minutes later, resplendent in their Ghagra, kameez, kurtis or classical sarees. Just all their garments were made with transparent materials and they had on common agreement, dispensed of wearing any undies. Their tits, asses, tummies and pussies were in plain view, just hidden or, more precisely said, openly displayed by the flimsiest gauzes.
Just the girls wearing kameez, ghagras and sarees had taken care not to sit on their dresses in order to be totally available to their partners. The girls had organized a raffle between them to determine who would be paired with whom. Kira had picked up Mark and was quite content with her draw while Kyrhan had been paired with Nazneen. The different couples had met with open mouth kisses. During the simple dinner, there had been extensive fondling, small talk and tender chat in preparation for the night to come. Kyrhan was the first to leave, walking hand in hand with Nazneen. He was soon followed by Kira who had her hand on Mark's arm who seemed quite proud of being paired with the Princess...
Jodhaa just wasn't there : it was her day of duty with Dinu and she had prepared a nice meal for her Indian husband. She nevertheless didn't want to be left aside by the other girls of the harem! Like her "sisters", she had put on a very revealing outfit : a fine lace saree with a gauze petticoat and a lace choli that left nothing to imagination. Surely, Dinu would love it! No one would most certainly get much sleep that night!
On the next morning, the couples parted and walked alone to the dining room to meet their usual partners. Kira had been waiting for ten minutes when Kyrhan arrived. When he spent the night with Nazneen, Kira or Jodhaa, he always arrived late for breakfast...
Kyrhan kissed his wife a good morning. They chatted about the news from their friends who were abroad or lived far from the harem... Preeti was about to deliver Gwanendra's first baby and had reminded the Prince that she wanted him to sire the next one...
- Would you like to breed me and Preeti at the same time?
- Are you planning a new trip in Shimla, Kira?
- No! Just wondering about you : you haven't organized anything kinky for us for a long time! Are you getting tired of me or have I lost my sex appeal?
