Arthur's Reward
Chapter 4



An oil lamp cast a soft light over the interior of the tent. Sari
was sleeping on her side on the carpeted floor, her back to the
entrance, her robe thrown over the lower part of her body.

Seating myself on one of the large pillows, I removed the mail
shirt, then reached for the carafe, half filling a silver goblet
with the sweet wine favored here. I tried to be quiet, but must
have wakened her. Upon realizing I was there, she threw off the
cover, crawling over to kneel before me. "Lord, may your slave be
allowed to serve you?" she asked, her voice soft.

This was the first opportunity I had to see Sari without her
robe, and she was lovely. She knelt before me, her back erect,
watching my face as my eyes moved over her body. Her bosom was
large, covered by a dark red bra-like garment, cut low enough to
expose the deep cleavage between her breasts. Her waist was
extremely slim, flaring out to full, womanly hips. A small,
golden chain encircled her smooth belly, below the delicate
navel. Her feet were bare, her long legs enveloped in a filmy,
skirt - white, trimmed in the same dark red as the bra. The
material somehow silky and transparent at the same time - just
transparent enough to glimpse the shadow of her pubis through the
thin fabric.

Her skin was golden. Her waist-long hair, was dark, slightly
wavy, parted in the middle, framing her heart-shaped face. As my
eyes moved over her, Sari stared anxiously at my face, apparently
concerned about how she would be judged. "You are very
beautiful," I said, looking directly into her eyes, reaching out
to caress her cheek.

The look of joy on her face was gratifying. "Thank you lord," she
said, taking my hand, pressing it to her lips, gently kissing my
palm. "I have prepared myself, bathed, readied my body that I may
serve you."

"Klaatu," I called mentally. "Make her desire me, and make sure
she enjoys the experience."

"Yes, Art," he replied. "I have already made sure that every time
you have sex, all participants will enjoy it, and that all women
you desire will desire you. If you ever want anything different,
just let me know."

I finished the wine, passing the goblet to Sari. She half filled
it, then as she handed it back, I took it in my right hand,
grabbing her arm with my left, pulling her to my chest, pressing
my mouth to hers. She moaned into my mouth, then I felt her lips
open under mine as my tongue invaded her mouth, her tongue, first
timidly, then more boldly, touching ... caressing mine.

We broke our kiss, Sari pressing her face to my chest. "Umm," she
moaned, and I realized the odor of my sweaty body must be
affecting her. I took a swallow of wine, then, putting down the
goblet, ran my hand over her breasts, feeling the hardness of her
nipples through the silken material.

Smiling, pulling back a little, Sari reached up, unfastening the
clasp in the center of her bra, her breasts tumbling out as the
garment slipped down her arms. Her breasts were very large, I
guessed at least as large as Veronica's, but firmer, probably
because of her youth, and much rounder.

I reached out, caressing the firm breasts, first one, then the
other, tweaking the pink nipples, Sari gasping and moaning with
pleasure. Her arms around my neck, she pulled me to her and we
kissed deeply. "Do you like them ... my breasts? Do they please
you?" she asked smiling.

"Your breasts are beautiful," I whispered, fondling ...
squeezing. "You're beautiful."

"Then suck them, please," she begged, pulling my head to her
bosom.

My mouth was on her nipples, sucking, circling the swollen
aureoles with my teeth, biting gently, while my hands squeezed
and fondled the full, firm flesh. Sari grabbed my turban, pulling
it off, tossing it aside. Then her hands were in my curly hair,
holding me close to her heaving bosom.

I pulled back, staring into Sari's eyes. She pulled open my
jacket, "I want to feel myself next to my lord's naked skin," she
said. Removing my belt and sash, I allowed Sari to help me take
off the jacket. Pressing me back against the pillows, she leaned
over me, kissing my neck, rolling her breasts against my chest.

Half lying on me, her body almost tiny in comparison to mine, she
moved down my chest, rubbing herself against me, sucking my
nipples, caressing my belly. Her tongue in my navel, her hand ran
over my cock, hard inside my pantaloons.

"Ohhh ...," she said softly. "My lord has the lance of a giant."

And it was. Of course, since I had been in this world I noticed
that my dick was larger. I thought that was because of my bigger
body, but now, as I quickly pulled down my pantaloons, my erect
organ popping up, I saw how big it was when erect.

"Klaatu," I called. "What have you done? This thing must be a
foot long, it's way too big to use."

"Art, don't worry," he responded, "she can take it. Any woman
can, I fixed it that way, and they'll love it. Actually, it's a
little more than ten inches long and about fifty percent thicker
than would be normal for that length. You'll find it's much more
sensitive, increasing the pleasure you experience, and your
partners will receive more pleasure too. If you want me to change
it, let me know, but I suggest you try it first."

So far, following his advice had worked for me. "Okay," I said,
"but next time let me know before you do something like this."

"All right, Art, I'll make sure I receive your approval for any
major changes in the future. I apologize," Klaatu replied, and I
could tell how sorry he really was.

Sari seemed to love my big dick. She was lying between my legs,
holding it at the base, though even with both her tiny hands she
couldn't encircle its full width. Gently squeezing, she watched
the whitish precum bubbling out of the slit urethra. "I love it
... I love my lord's huge lance," she whispered, pressing her
tongue to the tip, slowly licking up the thick fluid.

"Undress me," I commanded. "And then I want you naked. It's time
I took my pleasure with you."

"Oh yes, gladly, lord," Sari, replied. With flattering haste, she
moved down my legs untying and removing my sandals, then stripped
off my pantaloons. Standing, she slipped her skirt down her long
legs, stopping to pose for a moment, allowing me to view the
swollen labia, shiny with her arousal, surrounded by a small halo
of fine, dark hair. Turning, she presented her buttocks, two
high, fleshy globes, protruding a little, looking as firm, as
well-toned, as the rest of her. Turning to face me again, smiling
slightly, "Does my body please my lord?" she asked.

Taking up the goblet, I sipped at the wine, my back supported by
pillows, my legs stretched out in front of me, my erect cock
throbbing. Pausing, I looked into her big eyes, then up and down
her body again. "You're lovely," I answered, setting aside the
now empty goblet. "Now come here, lie with me."

With a squeak of pleasure, Sari hurried to me, kneeling over my
waist, pressing her mouth tight to mine, our tongues dancing
together, pausing then dancing together again and again. Finally
we parted, both gasping for breath. She pulled back a little,
taking my hands, pressing them to her breasts. My hands roved
over the full, taut breastflesh, fondling, squeezing, pulling the
hard nipples. I bent to her, again pressing my mouth to her pink
nipples, sucking ... gently biting. Sari wriggled against me, her
pussy wet against my belly, gasping "Ohhh ... yes, master, take
pleasure in your slave's body."

Pulling away a little, I wrapped my arms around Sari, kissing her
deeply. "Now show me how you can please me with your mouth and
hands on my cock," I ordered, smiling.

"Gladly, lord," she replied sliding down my body. Holding my huge
cock in her two hands, her tongue extended, licking all over the
broad head. Opening her mouth wide, bending forward, then
pausing, looking up at me, "Oh lord your lance is so big. I don't
know if my poor mouth will fit around it. Never have I known such
a large organ."

"So, you have experience with men's organs?" I asked, suspecting
she might not really be as inexperienced as Julna claimed.

Still looking up, "In the Emir's harem we had tools shaped like
men's organs made of ivory, of many lengths and widths that we
might learn to bring pleasure with our bodies no matter how our
master was endowed. But none was as long or thick as my lord's."

Relying on what Klaatu had told me about my enlarged cock, "Suck
it," I commanded. "Try to take it in your mouth. Try, you'll find
it will fit."

"Yes, master," she whispered, licking the head all over before
opening her mouth as wide as possible. Slowly, lowering her head,
she forced my huge cock into her open mouth. Her tongue whirled
over the crest, her hands stroking up and down, she moaned
softly, pressing down lower and lower until it hit the back of
her throat. She stayed like that for a moment, stroking the shaft
with her hands, her tongue swirling. Slowly pulling back, letting
me feel her tight lips sliding over the shaft, she pulled up,
gasping, "You were right, I can do it, lord. I can take your
beautiful organ into my mouth." She began again, stroking about a
quarter of my length with her mouth, her tiny hands running up
and down the thick shaft.

Lying back, enjoying the sensation, I looked down watching her
head bobbing up and down before me. She was moving faster now,
moaning, moving her mouth and lips and tongue over me,
occasionally pausing to lick the shaft, suck my heavy balls.
Every few strokes, her hand would move back, between her legs
where she would quickly rub her sex before returning it again to
my shaft.

Now she was moaning constantly, her mouth was moving faster on
me, the hand with which she was masturbating herself returning
less and less often to stroke my shaft. My hands on Sari's head,
gently I pulled her from my cock. Placing both hands on my shaft,
she looked up, her eyes hooded, "Please, lord, can't we ...?"

"Come here, lie with me," I ordered, pulling her away from my
crotch up to my chest. She lay on her back beside me, her legs
opening. As I moved to her, her hands reached down to my organ,
stroking it, pulling me to her. I positioned myself over her,
touching her vulva, very wet, swollen and open, waiting for me.
"Can you take it?" I whispered.

"Yes, I ... I can, I want it. Please, master, take me now," her
hands on me, raising her hips, seeking to impale herself on me.

Holding my body over Sari, I looked down at her face, her desire
forcing her expression almost into a grimace. I lowered my hips,
her fingers guiding my cock between the slick labia. She was
wriggling under me, rubbing the cockhead against her clit,
coating it with her juices, small gasps coming from her mouth
with each movement.

Slowly, I began pushing forward, my cock penetrating her tight
vagina, spreading the smooth, slick walls, pressing forward
steadily. "Yes, lord," Sari gasped, looking into my eyes. "Couch
your lance lord. Take pleasure in your slave's body." My only
answer was a grunt as I pulled back, then pressed forward again,
moving more deeply into her. Then I felt my cockhead encounter a
barrier inside Sari - it was her hymen. "Lord, please, push
through," she whispered. "My maidenhead has been stretched to
ease your entry."

Remembering my promise to Julna, I pulled back, stroking inside
her just short of the barrier. I kept to that rhythm going in ...
out ... in ... out, short, quick strokes that were driving her
wild.

"Oh ... oh ... lord," Sari was crying, kissing, sucking on my
chest, her legs coming up around me. On one of those short inward
strokes, I reached back, grabbing her butt, pressing forward
against the barrier, pushing against her maidenhead. Then,
gasping, Sari bucked up against me crying out as I broke through,
my cock sinking into her.

Sari was moaning constantly now, her head twisting from side to
side, her fingernails digging into my shoulders, and still only
about half my cock was inside her. Still stroking, each stroke
deeper than the last, I was working to penetrate her fully.

"Oh ... oh ... oh, lord," her back taut, thrusting up her hips,
Sari moved into orgasm. My cock stroking inside her spasming
vagina, moving deeper and deeper into her. Sari was crying,
moaning as she was overcome by the orgasmic sensations coursing
through her being. For a moment, her movements grew calmer, her
breathing heavy, as she stared into my eyes while I continued
fucking my cock in her tight pussy. Then, when I felt my cocktip
pressing against her cervix, her legs clasping my waist grew
tighter, her buttocks lifting completely off the floor as she was
again overcome by the contractions rolling through the depths of
her vagina. Grabbing her butt, thrusting my full length into her,
I felt my cock spurting stream after stream of thick cum into her
spasming pussy.

It kept coming and coming, the sensation fantastic as the walls
of Sari's spasming vagina squeezed my cock while the thick
discharge exploded out of my urethra into her. Then, the storm
calmed. Sari's body relaxed, she said nothing, just breathing
deeply, her eyes still staring up at me. Carefully, I pulled out
of her, lying on my side, my arms folding around her, holding her
to me.

Still breathing deeply, she looked into my eyes, "Lord ... oh, my
lord, never have the showers burst so strongly inside me."

I kissed her temple, poured some wine, took a sip, then holding
the goblet in my hand, allowed Sari to sip. She cuddled against
me, her head against my chest, gently kissing me. I felt the soft
skin of her thigh rubbing against my cock, first slowly, softly,
then with more pressure as she felt me growing hard.

Moving up, half lying on me, pressing her round breasts against
my chest, she reached down to caress my hardening organ. Looking
into my face, smiling, "I have one opening which has not yet been
pierced by my lord's lance."

"What?" staring into her eyes. She couldn't mean ... that was
something I had fantasized about, but never even dared ask any of
my girlfriends for.

"My tightest hole. It is cleaned and oiled for your pleasure."

My cock jumped at the idea, growing even harder. "Can you take
it? I'm so big, so thick. Are you sure?"

Still stroking, "I was able to fit my lord's lance into my mouth
and into the hole of my front. I am sure it will fit my tightest
hole too."

"All ... all right, if you're sure you want it."

"I am sure, master. You will find great pleasure there, as will
I," Sari said, cuddling against me, lightly kissing my lips. My
arms around her tiny body, I hugged her tightly to me, pressing
my tongue between her lips, kissing deeply. I moved my hand to
her thigh, tickling until her legs opened, then caressing the
slick labia, fingering her warm pussy, circling her tiny bud with
my fingertips.

Moaning, she reached for my hand, pressing it to her backside.
"Lord, please place your finger in my tightest hole that it may
open to accommodate my lord's lance," she whispered.

Following Sari's directions, I slowly, carefully pressed my
middle finger into her, my finger sliding easily into her
lubricated anus.

"Umm, yes my lord," she whispered. "Now rub your finger inside my
hole that it may be prepared for your entry." And she was right,
her anus expanded as I worked my finger in and out of her, Sari
murmuring, kissing my chest, all the time her hand on my erect
cock.

Then, she reached behind, placing her hand on mine, taking my
index and middle fingers, she pressed both fingers against her
anus. "Two? Are you sure?"

"Umm, yes lord. Two fingers now, then your lovely lance." My cock
twitched in her hand at the thought. "Soon lord, the way will be
prepared for you."

It didn't take long before both fingers were moving easily in
Sari's slick anus. Reaching back once more, Sari placed her hand
on mine, moving it from her anus. Stroking my erection, "Time for
this now, lord," she said. Then, quickly kissing my mouth, she
turned to kneel on the carpet before me. Looking back, "It's
ready for you now master. Take your slave's tightest hole."

I positioned myself behind her upraised buttocks, like two fleshy
half moons. Running my hands over her, "You're so beautiful," I
whispered. One hand on her butt, the other holding my cock, I
moved to her. Seeing my cockhead positioned before her anus, a
tiny opening in the center of the muscular ring opened by my
fingers, "Sari, it's too big," I whispered. "I ... I don't want
to hurt you."

"Please lord, I want it. Couch your lance in my tightest hole. It
will fit, please." Then, amazingly, I saw her anus flex as
straining, moaning softly, she opened the tiny hole in her anal
ring even further. "I'm ready. Please, just go gently at first."

My right hand holding the thick shaft of my cock, my left on her
butt, I pressed my cockhead to Sari's anus, pushing forward
slowly. I could feel the head trying to penetrate her, but it
wouldn't go in. I wanted this and wasn't going to let anything
stop me as long as she was willing. Pausing for a moment, I
shifted the hand on my cock closer to the head. Then, pressing
forward again, harder, the head of my cock passed into her, Sari
groaning deeply as she felt herself penetrated.

Placing both hands on her ass, leaning forward, "Are you okay? Is
it all right?" I asked.

Turning her head to look back, breathing in deeply through her
nose, "Umm ... go ahead. But master, please go slow."

Breathing deeply, grasping tightly to Sari's buttocks, I pulled
back, then slowly, steadily began to drive my erect cock into her
tight anus. "Unngghh ...," she voiced a long groaning grunt as I
penetrated more and more deeply into her tightest hole.

About halfway in, "Does it hurt? Should I stop?" I asked,
concerned.

"No, don't stop. It ... it hurts, but ... but please, master,
don't stop," she groaned, reaching back between her legs, rubbing
her sex. I drew back then, still slowly, stroked once more into
her, pausing again with about half my length inside her. Turning
her head to look back at me, "More, do that more."

Drawing back, I began a steady stroking motion, still stopping
and moving back when my shaft reached the halfway point. I was
tremendously aroused, feeling more and more the need to fully
penetrate Sari's anus. Drawing back, just the head of my cock
inside the tight ring of her sphincter, squeezing her buttocks,
"I ... I need it all," I gasped. "I need to put it all in  ...
deep. I need to fuck your asshole deep."

Moving her hand from between her legs, now kneeling with both
hands on the floor, lowering her head, "Yes, master. Go ahead,
take me ... take it ... my tightest hole ... my ass, take it
all."

Holding tightly to her buttocks, I pulled back, gave her two
quick, short strokes, than slowly pressed forward, deeper and
deeper until the full length of my cock was lodged in Sari's
anus, my legs tight against her butt. "Unngghh ... oh, lord," she
groaned. "It's so big. It's spreading me ... splitting me apart."

But I couldn't stop now, it was too much, the pressure of this
beautiful girl's anus on my enhanced cock was too much to resist.
I pulled back, then stroked in again, ramming the full length of
my shaft into her rectum. "Unngghh," she grunted as I filled her
ass. Then I was stroking back, then in again, plumbing the full
depths of Sari's tight rectum. Then, back before again stroking
deep into her.

Sari's ass was opening for my cock now, the tight muscular ring
relaxing as I pumped into her faster, deeper, with each stroke
seeking to ram as much of myself into her as possible. "Oh, my
lord," she moaned. "It's getting better now ... better ... much
better," as I continued pumping my cock into her depths, my hands
on her butt, pulling her back to me with each forward stroke into
her ass.

"More ... more, please, master, don't stop," she moaned, now
forcing her ass back at me with each forward stroke of my cock
into her rectum. As I plumbed her depths, she was whimpering,
moaning, her sweaty buttocks crashing against my legs as I deep
fucked her ass. Then, jamming her butt against me, she stopped,
her body taut, her back arched, moaning, gasping. "Ohhh ... ohhh,
lord, they're coming ... the showers, they're coming," she cried.
I felt it inside her, the spasmodic contractions moving from her
vagina, into her rectum, squeezing my cock inside her as she was
overcome by a powerful anal orgasm.

As Sari moved through her orgasm, I forced my cock into the
spasms, the sensation incredible as I felt the waves of orgasmic
contractions contorting her insides. Then, pushing my cock as
deeply as I could into her spasming rectum, waves of semen began
erupting out of my urethra, filling her ass. All I could do was
gasp, my hands tight on her butt, as I felt the thick cum jetting
out of me into Sari. While she, kneeling before me, whimpered
softly as the spasms which had overcome her body slowly faded.

Finally, it was over. Carefully, I withdrew my cock from Sari's
ass, she lying face down on the carpet, still moaning softly. I
collapsed next to her, exhausted. After a while, still breathing
deeply, she turned to me, cuddling, kissing my chest. "Never has
it been like this before lord," she whispered, looking up into my
face. "I am truly blessed to have such a wonderful master."
Closing her eyes, her breathing slowing, she fell asleep.

I too was sleepy, but as I was starting to doze off, I thought
back to everything that had happened in the last few days, the
strange incident with the satellite dish, the reward and Michael
Rennie/Klaatu, and then the fantasies that were being fulfilled -
my first threesome with Carrie and Veronica, living the adventure
of this Arabian nights world, the treasure, the battle, and now,
with Sari, my first virgin and my first experience with anal sex.
"What's next?" I wondered to myself as I fell asleep.