Now she was facing the prospect of having me away for a week or more at a time. Sally never came right out and said it, but I could tell she was bothe...ed. She never was very good at hiding her emotions, and tended to wear them on her sleeves.As a way to distract her from my inevitable departure, I planned a weekend away for the two of us. It had been a while since we had any vacation, so would do us both some good to get away and relax, and, to be honest, I also had some ideas that I wanted to. Stories were still told of that epic battle against the Pharaoh of Egypt outside the walls of Kadesh. For years the fighting men of the Argolid had boasted of what they would have done had they been there. Their longing for a chance to perform epic deeds drove the low scale warfare that so bedeviled their lands. And now Prince Alexandros was here, officially on a trading mission. In these times fighting men led the trade delegations. It wasn't like the old days, when unarmed merchants could. I don't want her in either the Crown Prince Mustapha's harem, or in Princess Elaheh's menagerie; still less in the Golden Palace itself. Better sell her privately, and make my wishes clear to the buyer." As the Master wishes," was the inevitable answer.In the harem the Chief Eunuch indulged the old Princess's whims as best he could. She was, after all, the Emir's mother and he had no idea what might happen if she complained to her son that she was not being treated as she expected.The first. “From now on, you don’t wear underwear to work. Do you understand?” I said, and smacked her slender bottom through the fabric of her boy-shorts style panties. Playfully hard, enough to perhaps sting just a bit, but not that hard.“Yes, Sir, MISTER Sir.”“Hold this in place.”, and I put the fabric of her skirt into each of her hands, so she could hold the skirt up for me. I yanked her panties down to her shoes, and guided one foot then the other out of them. Stood back up behind her, and with my.