Harem Girl 311
If I show them, you'll only raise an eyebrow, maybe whistle, then you'll ask to touch them. You're all the same. It's the reason daddy kept me hidden in the barn all my life. But I don't have much choice and I need to get your attention; I need someone to listen to me. So, fine. Here. Get a good look.
Oooh, I have three breasts, okay? Whoop-dee-doo. Yes, one of them is smaller than the others. Yes, the nipple is pierced. Don't you know me? Wife number 311. That's my name: 311. It used to be Brianne. But when a girl joins the Royal Harem, you bastards stamp them with a number, then send them into the east wing with all the rest.
And these women don't like competition. My first week was tough. I walked through those tall double-doors and the girls formed a gauntlet, each one trying to figure out my "niche." I kept my head down as I passed the girl with one arm, the woman with webbed fingers, the well-endowed dwarf with no teeth. King Perlezod has unusual tastes, huh? They muttered to each other and pointed. Some spit. I wanted to go home, back to the barn where daddy kept me hidden: his freak daughter with three breasts. I'd spent my whole life there, safe. I was stupid to sneak out of the farmhouse, stupid to think people would accept me.
Hey, I'm up here. Can you please stop ogling?
Anyway, once King Perlezod got wind of my…peculiarity…he ordered you soldiers to add me to his collection. You guys entered the barn, told me I didn't have to hide anymore, and said the king would take care of me. Love me. You gave my daddy a sack of gold and brought me here. I'd replaced some other wife who "disappeared." Apparently harem wives "disappear" all the time. Competition for the king's attention is fierce and bloody.
I've been living in the palace a while now, but I've only made love to the king twice. I gave him my virginity, but he didn't care. He just finished up, rolled out of bed and ordered two soldiers to return me to the east wing. I don't like to think about that night, but I put on a brave face. I used to lie to the other girls about it, telling them how much the king loves me.
Stupid, right? What? Oh, yes, you can touch them.
But I don't talk to the other girls anymore, not since Lady Mumford's arrival. None of the girls gossip like they used to. Everyone's afraid. Why? Why? Do you really have to ask me that? It's because of Lady Mumford! She doesn't sleep in the east wing with the rest of us; she sleeps with the king. And King Perlezod hasn't stepped foot through our doors in weeks. We're all worried, panicked about what he might do with us now that he's in love. I never sleep. Nobody does. At night the girls speak of mutiny; they talk about murdering that bitch. They talk about getting our king back. Tonella scares me the most. She's our de facto leader, responsible for most of the harem wives' "disappearances."
I try to keep to myself. I don't want any part of the mutiny. Tell the king that, okay? Tell him I just want to go home, back to the barn where I can hide. Something bad is going to happen; I know it. Hey, where are you going? Get back here! Tell the king I want to go home. Please. Just tell him I want to go home.
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