In The Harem

Rowen had been a tavern wench and part-time prostitute until she was sold to be a harlot in a harem. She had resigned herself to her fate-along with her fellow unfortunates-but while serving in a harem might have been tolerable, being subservient to her new lord's chief concubine was unbearable. Rowen has a plan to escape her servitude and turn the tables on her tormentor.This is an 8, 700 word novelette intended for adult audiences.
Content warning: This story features graphic sex, prostitution, violent sex, some BDSM themes, sex of dubious consent, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content. Excerpt:"I can't, " Hilda said. She obviously didn't realize the fumes of the elixir were going up her nose as she spoke."You should, " the mistress said. "You'll love it." The woman crawled off the bed.
"Your new lord will be here shortly. Be ready for him.""Uh-huh, " Hilda replied dreamily. Her right hand drifted down her body until it rested between her legs. "It burns, but it feels soooo good, " Hilda mumbled."She dosed you but good, " Rowen snickered. "Get ready to say goodbye to your maidenhead."If Hilda heard her words she gave no indication and merely kept playing with herself. Rowen watched as the girl's yellow curls half-hid Hilda's sex and disappearing fingers.
She wished she wasn't chained up if for no other reason than to give herself a little relief. Hilda was, if nothing else, beautiful and watching her sexual display was arousing.