Once upon a time there lived Sultan Gzhamid, the owner of a great state, which stretched from the coast to the endless desert. Sultan was only thirty-five years old. His hair was black and straight, his eyes were so dark that it was impossible to distinguish the eye from the eyeglass. The sun painted his body in the color of dark chocolate. Pounds, shoulders and hands are covered with thick dark hair.

Having taken the throne, Dzhamid became the absolute ruler of all his subjects. Instantly could transform a man into a rich man, and could ppovoporit him to death penalty.

And now the Sultan is sitting on the pitch, barring his fingers slowly. In front of him a great vision was bowed bowed. Gzhamid asks his advisor:

- What else are you going to torture me with?

“A messenger has arrived from Percy, His Serene Highness.” He brought you gifts.

Sultan casually nodded his head and the visitor hurried to introduce the Persian guest.

The Sultan in a blue-and-white robe, wide scarves and black boots was placed on the side of the comforter and waved his hand so that the messenger would straighten.

- Sorry for the time, go straight to the point.

- Your Majesty, I brought you gifts from France. These are wonderful things that I think you will like.

He clapped twice in the palm of his hand and four slaves entered the hall, each of whom carried a large red-faced bullion. The Messenger unveiled before the lord a magnificent Persian carpet of marvelous beauty, on which the slaves began to fold precious stones and decorations. Soon on the carpet formed an impressive hill of brilliants, emeralds and cubes. There were also opals, and the different color and form of the crystal.

Another slave bent at the feet of the messenger and opened his snare box. The messenger, like a magician, began to take out all the new silk rolls and threw them onto the precious stones folded on the carpet.

- Great! Thank me on behalf of the Shah of Persia. This is indeed a very valuable contribution.

- That's not all. I have one more donation, which by its value is not even comparable to what is here.

The guest clapped three times in the palm of his hand, and the slaves left the hall. A minute later, they entered again, holding in front of them a stretched curtain of red silk, embroidered with a cords. Having appeared directly in front of the Sultan, they lowered the screen, behind which a small figure hid, completely hidden by colorful silk socks.

- This offer, I hope, will deliver to your majesty the biggest surprise.

He began to shoot one after another, and he stopped only when he reached the cover of silver matter, which covered the figure from head to toe.

“If your majesty shows that all the soldiers leave us, your eyes will be able to enjoy the beauty that I have brought to you.”

The Sultan nodded his head in agreement, and the visitor immediately told everyone to leave the hall. Only he himself remained, the sultan and the envoy, who with a theatrical gesture disrupted the last cover. Before the eyes of the remaining girl has arrived. The lower parts of her face were covered with pure gold pendants. For the rest she was completely nude.

Sultan rose and carefully looked at the girl. Her skin, which had never seen the sun, was clean and without the slightest flaw. The small matured puddles looked very appetizing. High thighs smoothly turned into long, erect legs. The hair between the legs is cleared, and the swollen lips are bare. The girl stood motionless, with the exception of her palms, which trembled finely.

“I want to see her face,” said the Sultan, after looking at the beautiful girl's body.

The messenger threw her head back a little, which so far was submissively tilted forward, and took off the last piece of the toilet. Although the girl was standing with lowered eyes, the Sultan noticed that they were unusual for their blue edges. Blonde waves of hair embraced the pretty figure. Her face was just as beautiful as her body.

“She never left the feminine half of the twain in Persia, your majesty.” She was specially prepared for you by one of our eunuchs, but no one told her how to make love.We decided that you yourself would be eager to teach this art to her.

- What's your name? - asked the Sultan.

“Sirena, O sovereign,” the girl replied slightly.

- Do you want to serve me?

- Oh yes, my lord.

- Are you afraid of me?

It was evident that the girl hesitated, not knowing how to answer, but after a second she nevertheless said:

- Yes, my lord.

Sultan laughed loudly.

- At least, you're not a liar. Well, look at me! - he said.

Sirena looked up and first looked at the Sultan. Her face expressed fear and tremendous tension.

Sultan quite grinned. Demonstrating a girl of her power is as sweet as teaching her to love games.

- Truth, that she is still a girl? - he asked the envoy.

- Yes, my lord. She is utterly innocent. And I hope you like it.

“Of course, I like it,” the Sultan turned to the vizier.

- Take her to the women. Let her prey. Today evening you will bring her to me.

In the evening of the same day, naked Siren was brought to the Sultan. She was very surprised because they were not left alone. The four slaves stood next to the sultan, and at the opposite wall there were two girls who were watching and whispering among themselves. All were completely naked, like herself.

Heaving servants pushed her into the middle of the room and locked the doors. The girl bowed low and froze, not knowing what to do next.

“Come here,” the Sultan called her.

Finely perched barefoot on the carpet, she approached the armchair in which the lord sat. She really wanted to hide her naked puddles, but she did not dare.

“Do you know what happens between a man and a woman in bed?” - asked the sovereign.

Her only answer was a blush spreading all over her body. Then the sultan snapped his fingers, and two slaves took off his robe.

- Look at me. Have you ever seen a naked man?

Again, instead of answering, there was silence.

He took in hand his long, already excited phallus.

“With the help of this, today I will open your love gate.” But first you must learn how to deal with it.

He snapped his fingers again, beckoning one of the girls:

- Annie, come here! I want to show Syrene how a man and a woman should love each other. Prepare me.

Annie knelt before the sultan and took in his mouth his revived penis. At first, she just sucked him, and then began to slowly massage her clenched lips. The girl repeated the movements back and forth until such time as the member of the Sultan did not straighten out at full length. In the form of such a powerful erection on the back of Sirena, there were mups. “He won't fit in me,” she thought with fear.

- And now show what you have learned. Caress him yourself.

Sirena hesitated.

“Assume that when I give away an order, it must be executed immediately!” Clear?

The girl nodded her head.

“On this occasion, I will bless you, but if you are still at a loss, I will punish you.”

Sirena knelt in front of the Sultan and looked at his huge penis.

“Don't be afraid, come to him,” the Sultan said, “then take him to the mouth, as Anyuta did now.”

Sirena Pobko touched the penis with her fingers, then placed the whole palm on it. She was overwhelmed by the desire to serve the master, but at the same time she was too scared. The girl began to tremble, and back away, looking at the Sultan. He silently cast a expressive glance at one of the ...