Jelena's family was poor, and unable to send their eldest son onward to higher education. If only they could send him to school, he could become a lawyer, or an engineer, and help their family rise out of poverty. Jelena had heard from a friend about Harem, a small country, its borders remaining intact into present day due to its ability to pay its annual protection fares to the country it lay within. It's King, Gerig, hosted over 50 young women from all over the world to entertain his wealthy guests. He had a particular taste in his women, young, nubile, and pregnant. He would bring them in under the terms that if they performed for him for 9 months they would earn their freedom and could live in their new country unbound.
When she told her brother of the scheme and of the payment she could potentially earn for their family in this country, he bought her a plane ticket on credit and sent her off to Harem. When Jelena walked into the day lit room of Gerig's manse, it was completely empty. She walked through it slowly, tugging her small wheeled luggage bag. She approached the a small office to the side and knocked lightly.
"Come in," Gerig beckoned from inside.
Jelena opened the door to his office. Gerig sat behind his desk, he was perhaps forty, but extremely handsome. On his lap he held a newborn baby boy, and a young lady sat across from him crying.
"Take a seat young lady," he said to Jelena. He turned to the crying lady, "This boy will be called Ivan. It is a strong name for a strong boy, now stop crying like a cheap whore and hold him." He gave the baby back to the mother and handed her an envelope. "Your severance is here. You are still young enough to come back if you please, but first you must lose at least 50lbs and tighten up that flabby ass."
"Please Gerig!" She wailed. "I love you! It's a boy, you've wanted a boy for years! Please wife me!! I will be your most devoted servant!"
Gerig shooed her away with his hand. "You slept around, how can you prove that he's mine. You can stay within Harem, go apply at an Inn, earn a living, lose some weight, and come back when you think you're worthy to apply again." The woman hesitated, thought better of it, bowed, and left with the child in her arms. Gerig turned his attention to Jelena. "So, who do we have here?"
"My name is Jelena," She whispered with nervousness. "I've come to start a new life here and send money home."
"Same story, different broad," he said rolling his eyes. He looked her up and down. "Come here sweetheart." Jelena approached timidly. "You're a shy one aren't you," he said, stroking her cheek. "They all start out shy and unaware ... but soon you'll be a masterpiece of sex. I can see it, you have the perfect hips, a cute little ass and that look of innocence about you. Are you a virgin?"
"I am"
"We'll take care of that tomorrow. Tonight you're going to settle in with Fini's old room mate, now that she's had her baby. Her name is Isla, she is one of my most accomplished concubines and you can find her here." He ripped off a piece of paper from a pad and wrote down Isla's room number.
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Jelena wheeled her little suitcase to the back of the manse. It was attached to an old boarder-style residence. Jelena walked up to flights of stairs and knocked on room 226. The door opened slowly ...
"So, you're the new room mate hmm?" Isla stood at the entrance of the door, head to tail nude, and seemingly far more than 9 months pregnant. She had long flowing blonde hair that hung over her large pendulous breasts. They rested softly atop her huge round white belly.
"I ... I am." Said Jelena, stuttering from seeing Isla's massive nude form.
"Gerig said you were fresh off the boat, and likely a virgin. I can see he's right. He's asked me to give a few tips and tricks for you. Come in and sit on the couch."
Jelena sat down on the large blue sectional couch. Isla backed her huge rear end up on Jelena, grinded for a moment and then slid down comfortably between her legs. "Hold my breasts darling, they're aching."