The sun rose over the Kingdom of Nubila, located in the heart of Africa. The Kingdom is small, with about five million inhabitants, the majority of which live in the Capital City of Bokor. The legendary King Mafet IV died a few months ago, leaving twenty-year-old Prince Mafo in charge of the Kingdom of Nubila. There are many among the noble houses who feel that the Prince is not ready to govern the Kingdom. Prince Mafo has a reputation as a party animal, more than anything else. Many feel that this weakness can be exploited. Perhaps the Kingdom of Nubila needs new leadership...
King Mafet IV of Nubila will certainly be missed, as will his late wife, Queen Bora. King Mafet IV, a proud Orthodox Christian man, refused both Saladin the Muslim warrior and European Crusader King Richard the Lionheart of England when they came to him for aid. The Kingdom of Nubila is mostly Christian, with a population that's eight percent Muslim, but it is still a small nation. When the Arab world and the European world clash, Africans had better stay out of the way. King Mafet IV saw the Arabs and the Europeans as cruel and uncaring people, who value land and wealth more than the lives of human beings. Africans kept out of the Crusades mainly due to King Mafet IV's influence...
"I want you to get close to Prince Mafo and learn his secrets, so that we may destroy him," said Prince Gwa, and the chubby, dark-skinned and silver-haired nodded firmly at his agent. The two of them met in a tavern located on Mabo Street, within the exclusive Garo District of metropolitan Bokor City. The agent in question is Lady Ora, a six-foot-tall, curvaceous, dark-skinned and big-bottomed young woman whom many consider to be a temptress supreme. With a bemused look on her lovely face, Lady Ora nodded at Prince Gwa. Why is it that rich old men like this Prince think they run the world?
"Consider it done, Prince Gwa," said Lady Ora. Prince Gwa nodded, and handed her sixty pieces of Nubilan silver. Lady Ora pocketed them, and then officially began her assignment. Prince Gwa rubbed his hands together as his plan began to unfold. After the death of King Mafet IV, Prince Mafo ascended to the throne of Nubila but did not select a bride from among any of the wealthy, beautiful noblewomen presented to him. The Prince seemed in no hurry to marry and continue his late father's august lineage...
"I will assign you as a new worker at the Royal Archives of Nubila in Bokor City, the Prince spends a lot of time there," Prince Gwa said, and Lady Ora acquiesced. The plan was set in motion. At the age of thirty, Lady Ora is considered strange because she remains unmarried. The lady doesn't care to be anyone's wife, but with her skills at infiltration, manipulation and deception, she has made quite a comfortable life for herself. Lady Ora owns three villas in three cities. How does the lady earn her living? By destroying the lives of wealthy and powerful men...for a fee.
"I can get any man wrapped around my finger, they all want my body," Lady Ora said confidently. Prince Gwa gave her a wan smile but said nothing. The two co-conspirators returned to their separate domains. Prince Gwa is one of the most powerful men in the Kingdom of Nubila, and his wealth rivals that of the late King Mafet IV. Prince Gwa dreams of seizing the Throne of Nubila but he cannot do so by force. Prince Mafo may be a fop, but the Armed Forces of Nubila, controlled by his uncle General Maso, are loyal to him. Nope, in order to achieve his goals, Prince Gwa must act through subterfuge...
What Prince Gwa never counted on was the complex matter of Lady Ora's allegiances. The lady's only allegiance is to herself, and when she infiltrated the Archives, she did intend to carry out the mission Prince Gwa tasked her with. Upon meeting Prince Mafo, Lady Ora found him handsome and charming. He was tall, and handsome, with dark skin and a smooth shaved head. Prince Mafo was polite to Lady Ora and did not gawk at her the way most young men his age tend to. Lady Ora had trouble believing that Prince Mafo was the party animal so much was said about. A man of mystery, that one...
"Pleasure meeting you, milady," said Prince Mafo, and he smiled at Lady Ora before excusing himself. The Prince walked away with his good friend Aber, a tall, slender young man with dark skin and a slick goatee. According to palace gossip, Prince Mafo and his pal Aber were inseparable. Aber was once married to a lady named Mosa but that didn't work out. Lady Mosa left Aber due to irreconcilable differences and moved out of Bokor City. Aber then took a position as chief bodyguard of Prince Mafo at the Royal Palace of Nubila. Lady Ora, who investigated these facts, found the whole thing curious...
"Prince Mafo is a man with a secret," Lady Ora thought to herself after meeting him, and she was honestly intrigued. Lady Ora became friendly with the Prince, but he kept her at arms length. Prince Mafo and his buddy Aber the bodyguard seemed unusually close. One evening, while stocking shelves in the library, Lady Ora found out how close the two of them were. The Prince was a man full of secrets alright, but Lady Ora had no idea they were this good...
"Let me take care of you, beloved," said Aber, as he and Prince Mafo had a tender moment, in the basement of the Archives. The Prince smiled at his good friend. Aber pulled Prince Mafo into his arms and kissed him passionately. Prince Mafo grinned as Aber grabbed his dick and began stroking him. Smiling, Aber got on his knees and took Prince Mafo's cock into his mouth. Just like that, the bodyguard began sucking the Prince's dick. Hmm, that kind of service and loyalty are simply to die for...
"Hmm, that feels good," Prince Mafo said, and he closed his eyes as Aber sucked his cock. Lady Ora, hidden behind the shelves, watched the whole thing. The fact that Prince Mafo likes men complicates things. Lady Ora can seduce any man but he has to like women at least a little bit. In spite of herself, she was turned on by what she was beholding. Aber sucked Prince Mafo's cock until he came, and then drank his seed. Lady Ora, no stranger to freaky sex, admired Aber's technique. One professional to another and all that...