Chapter 18 – The Snitch
Flashback to 1707
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I walked into the sultan’s room and saw Sapphire on her knees in front of the sultan. Her eyes met mine as the sultan shoved his cock down her throat.
Fuck. I tried my best not to look at her. But I wanted her to be on her knees in front of me. And I wanted it to be my cock down her throat.
I took a deep breath. We’d escape soon. I just needed to endure this a little longer. I glanced back at her as she bobbed up and down on his cock. I cleared my throat. “You called for me, your Majesty?”
“Indeed. We need to discuss your wedding to Princess Karima.” His fingers tightened in Sapphire’s hair.
I clenched my jaw. It should have been my hands in her hair. “What about it?” I said through gritted teeth. I didn’t want to marry Princess Karima. She didn’t look at me the way Sapphire did. Honestly, I’d barely spent any time with Princess Karima at all. I didn’t know her. And I didn’t want to. I was already in love.
I watched Sapphire shift forward. She stared at me like she was wishing the same thing. Like she’d do anything for her mouth to be on me instead.
“Have you ever been with a woman?” the sultan asked .
I looked back at him. “No.”
“Well that won’t do. We can’t have you fumbling around on your wedding night, can we? I’d like to show you a couple things. First things first…you need proper lubrication.” He gripped Sapphire’s red hair tighter and pushed her down until she gagged on his cock. “And women love gagging.”
I felt my cock stir.
The sultan let Sapphire free and pulled her to her feet. “Once you’re properly lubricated, it’s time to move on to the best part.” He tore off her clothes and pushed on her back so she’d bend over.
I clenched my hand into a fist.
“Make sure you start off slow so you don’t hurt her.” The sultan slowly pushed inside of her and she moaned.
I hated watching this. But I also loved watching this. I’d do anything to walk up on the other side of Sapphire and shove my cock into her mouth. I wanted to know what it felt like for her lips to moan around my length as the sultan fucked her from behind.
My dick started to harden even more.
“And then you can pick up the pace,” said the sultan. “Feel free to grab her hair. Or her tits.” He ran his hand over her left breast and then grabbed a fistful of her hair. He started fucking her faster, pulling her hair and making her back arch.
Fuck. Her mouth was open in a perfect “O” shape. It would be so easy to walk up and shove my cock into her beautiful mouth.
“Understand?” asked the sultan.
“Yes, your Majesty. ”
“Maybe so. But understanding is different than experiencing. Come. Join me.”
Wait, what?
He beckoned me toward him.
Holy shit! Is this really happening?
“Oh, don’t look so surprised. I have plenty of wives. I can share one with a friend.” He undid Sapphire’s turban, letting her hair flow even more. “Do you not find my wife attractive?” he asked when I didn’t immediately walk over.
“No, I do.” What the fuck is happening?! Usually the sultan killed people for looking at his wives. And now he was offering to share?
“Then let her suck your cock.”
I’d been dreaming of this moment. He didn’t need to ask me twice. I was desperate for Sapphire’s lips. Every day, it felt like I was going insane waiting. And the sultan was telling me I no longer had to. I walked over to them and pulled out my hard cock.
Sapphire’s eyes grew round when she saw how large I was. But she immediately leaned forward and placed her lips on my tip. She looked directly into my eyes and she slid her lips down my shaft.
Fuck yes.
She moved back and slid down again.
Her lips were the best thing I’d ever felt. I clenched my hand into a fist again. It was so hard not to cum. But I was worried if I came in her mouth I’d be executed.
“How does her throat feel?” the sultan asked.
“Excellent, your Majesty.” I stifled a groan as Sapphire picked up the pace. What was she trying to do to me? I’d spent so much time watching. Dreaming. But this was a different thing entirely.
“How would you like to feel her pussy?”
This feels like a trick question… “I am certain it would feel amazing.”
“Then why not come take a turn? I’m about to cum anyway. What do you think? Should I cum inside of her? Or on her pretty face?”
Shit. I didn’t want the sultan to impregnate her right before we ran away together. “Her face, your Majesty.”
The sultan pulled out. And Sapphire slid her mouth off my dick as the sultan made his way in front of her.
I watched as he covered the side of Sapphire’s face while she stared directly up at me. I leaned forward and grabbed her tits as the sultan drenched her face. They felt just the way I imagined. I squeezed them and she moaned while staring right at me. I watched the cum drip off her cheek and onto one of her breasts. It was so fucking hot. I wanted it to be my cum dripping down her chin.
“Good girl,” the sultan said. “Now help my friend show me what he’s learned.” He pulled his pants back in place and sat back on a cushion to watch.
I was so used to being the one watching. And something about being the one being watched turned me on even more. I pushed Sapphire to her knees.
She immediately started deepthroating me again.
“What do you think of my friend’s cock, Sapphire?” asked the sultan.
She pulled back for a moment. “It doesn't compare to yours, my love. It’s too big. ”
It was somehow a knife to the heart and a compliment at the same time. But I was pretty sure it was just the latter. Because she leaned forward and slid all the way down to the base of my length again. Yeah, the way she was worshipping my cock told a different story. She was mine. Even when she was with him, she wished it was me.
She stared up at me as she shifted forward, gagging on my cock.
Just like that. I put my hands in her hair and gripped it tight, just the way I’d been dreaming.
“Is it properly lubricated?” the sultan asked.
“Definitely,” Sapphire said as she licked the side of my cock.
“I wasn’t asking you. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were enjoying this.”
“Not at all, my love. I’m just doing as you command.” She stood up and bent over, her ass jutting in the air for me.
I grabbed her hips. I couldn’t wait to fuck her. I watched a trail of wetness leak from her pussy down her inner thigh. She was as desperate for this as I was. It felt like all my dreams were finally about to come true.
“Hold on,” said the sultan. “I have a wedding present for you.”
Wait, what?
Habib walked in. A magical carpet was floating behind him.
“I thought the two of you could fly away on it together,” the sultan said. “Because that’s what you want, right? To escape from my palace? So by all means...go. Good luck.”
Guards flooded the room.
I took a step back, but two guards seized me as two others seized Sapphire.
She screamed at the top of her lungs.
Don’t touch her! I tried to fight them off, but another grabbed me from behind, wrapping his arm around my throat.
My father ran into the room. “Son, the sultan knows about you visiting Sapphire at the river. And your plans to run away together. Beg for forgiveness. Now. So that he’ll spare you.”
I couldn’t beg for forgiveness. I still wanted to run away with Sapphire. Instead of apologizing, I turned to the sultan. We were friends. He had so many wives. Why couldn’t he let us be free? “Sultan, please. It’s true love. Sapphire and I are soulmates.” I tried to step forward, but one of the guards pressed his sword into my side.
“Let’s see about that,” said Habib. “Sapphire, would you sacrifice this man?” He pointed at me. “In order to be the sultan’s favored wife?”
Tears fell down her cheeks, but she didn’t respond.
“If you command the guards to kill him, all will be forgiven. And you can live happily with the sultan.”
Sapphire’s bottom lip trembled. “No,” she said firmly. “I love him.” She looked at me. “I love you.”
I love you too.
She turned to Habib. “I’d rather die than have to live without him. ”
“Then you both shall die. Which is fitting I guess, if you think you’re soulmates.”
“Wait,” my father said and stepped in front of me. “Sultan, please. Turn him into a genie as punishment instead.”
Habib slowly nodded. “Sultan, he could be useful in our diplomacy with the French. His concern for true love would be very popular with Louis XIV. We could gain favor with the sun king.”
“Very well,” said the sultan and turned back to me. “And in the process, let’s see how much you really know about true love. Find 1001 cases of true love, and Sapphire can be all yours. And in the meantime, I’ll be happy to keep her company.”
Son of a bitch. I tried to take a step forward and the tip of the sword pierced my skin.
Sapphire sobbed as she was pulled back toward the sultan.
I’ll find 1001 cases of true love and come back to you. I promise.
Nigel ran into the room. “Sultan, your bath is ready.” He bowed deeply.
“Thank you,” said the sultan.
Nigel started to walk out of the room.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Nigel turned around. He tried to blend into the wall but failed.
“I can’t have a snitch in my service,” said the sultan.
“But I...I was helping you, Master Sultan. I told on the bad man.” He pointed at me. “I told you everything I heard and saw while fetching your bath water at the river. I saved the day. I handed you the culprit in a golden tub.”
What the fuck?! That little shit! The sword dug deeper into my side.
The sultan shook his head. “No, you’re a snitch. And as I said, I can’t have a snitch in my service. You must learn to keep secrets. You are bound to serve this new genie loyally until his curse is lifted. Go annoy him instead.”