The striver Trade.
ancient Egypt. 1000 BCE
AMUNET
Sweat trickled down Amunet's back as she followed the other slave girls in a argumentation through the arid desert. The hot Sand burned her mere invertebrate foot but she could not arrest. A cry jolted her out of her string of thought. As she turned around, she saw one of her fellow slaves, one of the newly captured ones being beat by a man on a camel for stumbling out of the formation. As all the bargainer wore head coverings, she could not tell them apart. Only the drawing card, Aapep, an exceptionally fell man, wore a unaccented blue head covering, contrasting from the off Edward White ghost of the others.
As the whipped girl quickly got back in her spot in product line, the onward motion continued on through their trek in the desert.
Aapep's slave trade was not any normal slave trade. He traded Young little girl as sexual objects for anyone who could afford them. Even the Pharoah's harem had miss from Aapep.
As the forward motion trudged on, a talent scout came back to report to Aapep. Amunet caught number and art object of the conversation,"small town ahead."“ not much fighters"“ good deal of new fille ”. Aapep nodded, said something to the guide and sped up ahead, taking 10 belligerent with him.
SUHAD
I woke up with a starting line when I felt something tapping my shoulder."Suhad. Suhad. I'm thirsty."It was just my little brother, Thutmose.
I sighed."I'll go get you some. Stay put."He nodded and sat down as I walked out with a bucket to the Nile.
As I was walking to the well, I saw about 11 camel riders in the distance. Interesting. I paid no attending to them as they got closer, only minding my own business and trying to lug the pail replete of water back home when I heard them right behind me. As I turned around, one of them threw a bag over me and slung me over the back of their camel.
The next minute, I could only get a line scream and battle cry and see aught but black and I was bumped around on the camel's back.
When I finally awoke, I was sitting in a chemical group of girls, some from my hamlet, around my age, surrounded by a group of armed men wearing off-white head coating.
One of the other young woman started to cry and it became infectious. I felt myself tear up too when I saw one of the men walk over and kick the girl until she stopped.
A man with a blue headland covering walked over to our circle.
He began to verbalize in a grating vocalization,"Hello missy. My public figure is Aapep. You daughter are now slaves. But not just any striver. You will be trained to sexually please any man who can pay for you. I will give you some meter to meditate this. eternal rest well, as your training starts tomorrow."
He left, and some of the miss lay down in the sand and started to kip. I followed, and soon we were all sleeping.
Amunet
Amunet sighed as she looked at the new batch of little girl. She would have to educate one of these girls, and she knew it wasn't slowly work. Aapep had told her and the other more feel female child to pick someone to train. She walked over to a random girl, who looked very fragile, and had a straight chest. She tapped her shoulder and said,"Come with me."
As the girl hesitated, she just waited. Finally, the girl gave in and followed.
"My epithet is Amunet. I will condition you. I don't have an selection in this, and neither do you, so just follow what I say and our lives will be lots easier."
The girl nodded, then said,"My name is Suhad. I will do as you say."
Amunet became very delight. It was always easier when they were submissive.
Amunet led the lady friend into their portion tent, where one of the slave monger was waiting.
"This is who I will train you with. You do not demand to know who he is. It doesn't matter."
"Okay."
"first gear, have you popped your cherry ?"
"No."
She walked over to Suhad, and before she could even react, unceremoniously shoved a bronze rod up her pussy. As she broke through her hymen, Suhad screamed out in pain. A couple seconds later, she could hear other girls from outside the tent screaming in pain also. A little bit of origin trickled out and onto the grit.
"Good. Now we will teach you to suck in cock."
SUHAD
As this taller girl with nicely rounded knocker popped my cherry, I felt outstanding pain. Soon enough, it faded away.
She said to me,"Good. Now we will teach you to suck cock."
Eww. Put that in my back talk ? No way ! But then I remembered I was not in any position to negotiate so I just nodded my head.
Amunet said,"This is how you suck cock."
"first-class honours degree, take just the question in your mouth. brand for sure to not range it with your tooth. swirl your tongue around."
Amunet walked over to the slave dealer in the tent and pulled his pant down. As his fully put up peter sprung out, she took the point like she said and put it in her sassing. I could hear the man groaning in joy as she swirled her tongue over the head.
"Now it's your turn."
I walked over and tried to copy her. I took the psyche in my rima oris. I could feel his salty precum on my tongue and surprisingly, it tasted well. I rubbed my knife over every inch of his capitulum, trying to take in all the cum out of it. I could find out his panting go faster as Amunet walked over and started jerking off the shaft with her and sucked his Ball. With her early hand, she reached over to my slit, which was now wet and stuck a fingerbreadth in. We were locked in this position until the man cried out and I felt his cum enter my sass. It tasted so good that I slurped it right down and I cleaned his hammer off.
Amunet stared at me."Where did you learn that ?"
I stared back,"I didn't. It was what just felt natural. ”