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    The autumn stars always drive Yassamin mad from desire, mad: this year, her frenzy is of an altogether sodomitic nature. Jaffar, of course, is only glad to experiment with various treatments to help assuage her 'fever.'

    Yet, come Mehregan, the bloodied memory of Harun al-Rashid arises to torment both Jaffar and Fadl: they cannot keep the truth of the Barmakid tragedy from Zainab and the children any longer. How *did* they survive the massacre?

    Meanwhile, Fadl and Zainab's relationship deepens in unexpected ways...

    ***

    Jaffar shares with Yassamin the vision spreading out before his eyes: her arse gaping open, filled to the brim with golden, sloshing oil; his hands leaving great golden smears on the white mounds of her buttocks, her fat rippling between his fingers as he clutches at her flesh.

    But he wants more, more, wants to make this arse into a feast before he takes it: now, he slaps and *claws* the oil into her buttocks, leaving red welts in his wake. She shivers as the oil tingles in the welts, healing them immediately; he laughs as he realises he's now competing with the oil, creating patterns with his hands only to have them instantly swallowed up by a golden glow.

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    Even if he's the one wearing the dress--a beautiful, white silk dress and silk stockings, with smooth-shaven legs underneath--Connie's the one who's ended up on top tonight. And very literally so: now, Connie is straddling Baz, kissing him, grinding into him, hard underneath his dress; determined, he is pressing Baz's wrists into the bed and won't let him move.

    All of this had happened naturally, somehow; inevitably. The moment Baz had shown up looking gloomy and tense--well. Connie had taken one look at him and had known that tonight, he needed to take charge, needed to undo that stupid anguish of his, those knots in his being.

    Even if it's but subconscious, both of them know that tonight's the night: tonight, Connie will finally take him. He wants Baz so much he isn't going to be satisfied with just taking the female role this time--well, depending on the female. For Connie is now also the woman who takes, the maneater, and Baz cannot help but think of the firm command with which Marlene had taken him to her bed.

    Therefore, after a little tumble upon the bed, it just so happens that Connie throws Baz face down upon the bed, yanks up his hips and buries his tongue in his arse.

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    When Yassamin is tormented by fantasies so dangerous she daren't even speak of them out loud, it falls to Jaffar to excavate them from her self. Once found, he vows to bring to life even the most perverse of her desires: he sets out to create for her multiple shadow-lovers with his magics, lovers human and animal, all ravishing her at once.

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    "I am going to undo you," Jaffar tells her as he stalks around her with the gait of a great cat, tracing the soft nakedness of her belly with the tip of his cane. "So unravel you that none of this... wretch," he snaps and flicks her hair back with the cane, making her gasp and jerk back in her bonds, "shall remain."

    He lets her dance there upon her toes for a moment, hanging as she does by her wrists in the centre of the room, suspended by his magic bonds from the low, vaulted ceiling.

    Slowly, he drags the tip of his cane up to her throat, lifting her chin with it. "Just as an automaton that's rusted and damaged needs to be undone piece by piece to be cleansed, strengthened, mended, so am I to take you apart, piece by piece, until this mockery, this grotesque, this travesty of your true self is no more."

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    Jaffar and Yassamin celebrate their eleventh anniversary, revisiting the games they'd played as newlyweds: through Jaffar's hypnosis, Yassamin can live the part of an eager virgin and he her wicked, whip-wielding master once more.

    That, and Jaffar has also dusted off Sarosh...

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    "I would play the slave girl to you, my love: surrender myself unto you as completely as the believer's soul surrenders unto God."

    Moaning, he captures her in a deep kiss. "I'd hoped you would say that," he laughs with the delight of a boy. But then, the boy is gone and his majesty, his lordship, his puissance ravishes her once more: he crushes her in his embrace, just like that first night.

    As he pulls back, his eyes are heavy from desire and he is erect against her belly; just as her cunny's now tightening, aflutter between her legs. Hissing, he tugs upon her lower lip with his thumb; his eyes flash so pale his irises become as glass. Now, his voice is dark and sticky and coarse, pouring into her ears a black honey.

    "Trust, wife, that I shall endeavour to master you until you lie at my feet weeping, hoarse from screaming, dripping with my seed from every orifice, begging me for mercy."

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    Jaffar takes on his female form during lovemaking once more, bathing in the spiritual insights of the experience. His new knowledge, however, is put to the test by the sudden appearance of Fadl, near-dead from battle and grief: it is with their magic and a night of opium-filled sensual revelries that Jaffar and Yassamin return him to himself once more.

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    "Is it true what they say about opium, then? That you forget all your woes; see but the best in everyone and everything?"

    "All that and more. Remember the ecstasies we had as boys? It'll give you that, but without days of fasting. Philosophers say it connects man with his God-self, brings out the best in him, inclines him to do good, strengthening rather than dulling his moral faculties: the very opposite of alcohol." He sends to Fadl his memories from when he'd comforted Yassamin in her monthly pains: lying spooned together in bed with her in a haze of opium, soothing her pain with his embrace.

    Even if Fadl doesn't say it, Jaffar can feel a sting of jealousy in his heart, a yearning this vision has now lit inside of him; in that moment, he knows the perfect means through which to comfort him tonight.

    "Take opium with us, brother."

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    Jaffar takes in a cheetah cub and sets out to teach him how to hunt. However, a spirit-bond with a wild beast has its dangers: Yassamin and Salsabil become drunk from the chase, swooning from blood. Even Yassamin's desires begin to turn more brutal, she behaving so very unlike herself; while Jaffar but relishes this at first, Yassamin soon realises she has to control this blood-intoxication for the sake of herself and her children.

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    "His name is Ishtiaq," Jaffar says as he lifts the squeaking bundle out of his saddlebag, himself still dusty from his hunting trip.

    "Ishtiaq?" Yassamin asks. Has he found a child, exposed in the plains? She's not sure what to think about this, shocked as Jaffar cradles the little bundle in his arms, cooing at it tenderly.

    "Come," he says, his eyes twinkling with happiness, his face alight, like the day the twins were born. "Look. Isn't he beautiful?"

    He unfolds the blanket a little. There's another squeak, and it's then that she realises this is no human child: it's the cub of a cheetah. It looks at her with its yellow eyes and kneads the blanket with its paws, chirping mournfully like a bird.

    "Oh, my God, Jaffar! You gave me a fright."

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    "The term is bisexual," Basil remembers Connie telling him that very first night they'd met, when they'd still been just friends. With frankness, Connie had told him this; with challenge, the way he'd looked into his eyes. As if he could see into his soul, see all his sins within, all the cocks sucked, all the frots that didn't end after public school. Before him lies a man who had lived his true nature openly in his Berlin days, loving both women and men, with a courage he could scarcely believe was real.

    Larry had warned Basil about Connie, if not in detail. But now that he knows the man himself, he can only imagine how formidable he must have been ten years ago, when he'd initiated Larry into all the sins of Berlin. Faggot or no, you wouldn't pick up a fight with a six foot three man with the bearing of an emperor, the eyes of a big cat, a man who could crush you with a glance.

    Those eyes are still staring into his in the twilight, the setting sun's rays refracting through them as if they were glass. As always, they demand honesty from him.

    "I know what I am," Connie had told him in no uncertain terms, that first night; "do you?" he'd asked Basil.

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    It is the eve of Mehregan: both Fadl and Zainab arrive to visit Jaffar and Yassamin for the feast. Erotic tension crackles between them like lightning; however, in his drunken lust, Fadl behaves most atrociously. Yassamin and Zainab set out to teach him a lesson in humility--and respect for women.

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    It'll be a miracle if we survive tonight without it all degenerating into an orgy, Jaffar thinks at Yassamin.

    Yassamin giggles at him drunkenly. You know, I'm not so sure I would mind.

    He rolls his eyes. My God. It's contagious! "Behave yourself, woman," he mutters, even if she can see a spark in his eyes, the illicit excitement awakening in him at the prospect.

    "Ooh, I don't know," Fadl purrs, devouring Zainab with his eyes. "I like a woman who's not afraid to be a little... scandalous. I've spent so much time with the pagans, methinks; I must confess I find a certain charm in the ways of the barbarian female."

    Zainab bursts into rich laughter. "You were yourself pagans but a few generations ago, Barmakid. I heard tell it was the custom among you for brothers to share but the one wife," she says pointedly, twirling a golden lock of hair between her plump little fingers.

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    Jaffar and Yassamin build themselves a clockwork pleasure-doll, taking great delight in playing with their new silver lover long into the night. But eventually, even magical lovers must be laid to rest: for tonight, the time has come for Jaffar to finally take Yassamin's hand.

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    For an entire week, Yassamin watches him burn. She denies him her caresses, turns him from her bed, feeding that part in him that so thrives on anticipation, denial. And his fire stokes hers in turn, rippling into her body through their psychic bond: even as he tends to his affairs, plays with his children, works on his devices, she can feel the pulse of heated blood in his cock, the tightness in his sack, the stray moans held back in his throat. The heat that the retained sperm brings to the body as it rises up his spine, the magical power it builds up in the flesh and the nerves, all of him vibrating and humming with it, his touch electric: oh, but he is beautiful.

    Yet this is no ordinary denial-game, no ordinary lovers' tease: for now, at Yassamin's behest, Jaffar has started to stretch himself, make way in himself to finally take her hand.

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    The melancholy humours of the womb overwhelm Yassamin once more; Jaffar exorcises them with a thorough, loving ravishment.

    "Lift up your skirt."

     She trembles as she does--how he can still genuinely frighten her, she does not know. Perhaps it is the demons--they plague her day and night with fears rational and irrational, of the worst things that could happen. Vile, poisonous fears of him starting to hate her, him having finally grown sick of her caprices; that, or him dying, leaving her alone in the world with no one to assuage her grief. The blood-demons have made her believe worse things, so why should she not, for this moment, also believe that he merely wants to hurt her, to but use her body to sate his sadistic needs? That Jaffar the butcher, the torturer they had told her horror stories of had finally returned to his senses after these mellow, love-filled years, and would now treat her like he had treated the rest of his subjects: but pieces of meat to serve his bidding?

     Somewhere deep inside of her, where the blood roils darkest, stickiest and her madness laughs at its most unhinged, she is aroused by this.

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    After years of peaceful family life in Samarkand, Yassamin's desire for women bursts into flame once more. Enter Zainab, a young widow as lustful as she is beautiful; she sets out to seduce both Yassamin and Jaffar, to prove herself the greatest libertine in the land. However, Jaffar's pride cannot abide this; he is determined to prove Zainab wrong.

    For weeks, now, Yassamin has dreamt of women, this old lust in her that she had thought had died now stirring, alive once more. She awakens from dreams of soft breasts, bellies, buttocks; her mouth dry after visitations of plump mounds, wet folds, the pink flowers of gleaming cunnies from which she had been drinking nectar. She lies in bed and masturbates, imagining the scent of her cunny another's, tasting her fingers and imagining she has just brought another woman to completion.

    Yet she wants more, and she cannot keep on lying to herself about this, cannot keep it from her husband. Tearfully, she tells him everything, pours all of her desires over his heart, asking him if she is a bad woman, an unfaithful wife, unnatural.

    "But, my child!" he hugs her close and kisses her tears. "Then we shall find you a woman."

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    On an amorous whim, Jaffar experiments with sex-changing magic; however, this ends up changing both him and Yassamin in unexpected ways. There is no true transformation or growth without pain, yet both are willing to walk through fire for the sake of their love: an entire new life and a profoundly deepened understanding of each other await them on the other side.

    He laughs, a little wryly. "You know how they say that losing one's prick is every man's greatest fear, but now that I have felt what your womb feels, it seems to me that the Greeks were right. It is as Tiresias said: a woman's pleasure is greater than that of a man's. A womb is a terrible thing to waste," he says, smiling. "You know, I have the distinct feeling that once it's my turn, you will have to fight me to turn me back into a man."

    She swallows her tears and sits back on the bed, gazing at him, caressing his sides with her feet. "You were always the more two-sexed one of us, beloved wife," she sighs. "But come, enough. As we agreed. Give me of your magic, my love; give me the prick you would have me take you with."

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    Jaffar and Fadl spend one more night together, this time without Yassamin's intercedence. Fadl's bitterness rears its head once more; Jaffar does what he must to temper it, merciless in his love for his recalcitrant brother.

    "Don't think I'm done with you yet," Fadl moaned into my mouth as he turned me around and slammed me against the door, undoing the knot at my waist, reaching his hand between my legs so that he might push a finger inside of me.

     "Does this help?" I laughed in his face incredulously, tearing down his drawers in turn, clawing at his buttocks. "Yassamin told me she felt like the vessel of our reconciliation. Is it flesh that you require to sate your anger, to expel your rage into? Is that it? How many arses, Fadl, how many cunnies will it take until you are done?"

    "Just yours," he growled, spitting into his hand and working his prick with it. "Turn around."

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    Once Torsten and Laura know their song is coming to an end, their lust and their rage are unstoppable. Together, they set out to avenge themselves against a society that had sought to suffocate their desires--and to enjoy each last one of the world's pleasures to the fullest.

    Torsten was the Devil's gift to me, the greatest blessing I had ever known. He was the older, male half of my own self, the most perfect father, brother, friend and lover I could ever have hoped for. It was true that he had brought me up in his own image, but as it was an image that was identical to what had already lain dormant in me, he had been serving but Nature itself, serving my best interests, and I couldn't have been more grateful.

    In his sickness, he had been the healthiest alternative for me; in his perversion, he had protected my inborn deviant nature; in his insanity, he had been the only thing that had kept me sane.

    He noticed I was shivering and laid a hand on my shoulder. "Laura."

    I clutched at my father's pale hand, the hand of beauty, the hand of power, the only hand that could set me free. "Bind me."

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    As Jaffar's older brother arrives to settle old scores, Yassamin discovers dark truths about Jaffar's past. Both Jaffar and Fadl are men wounded, embittered; it is only through indulging in the greatest of sins--that of incest--that those wounds can be healed.

    "I can't believe what I'm hearing!" she says, rolling her eyes, but a perverse thrill now stirs within her womb. Perhaps it's exactly because this is dangerous; deliciously, suicidally dangerous. "Are you saying we should seduce him?"

    Jaffar closes his eyes, and she can feel him reaching inside of her, feeling for that perversity still swirling warm and bittersweet within her hips, pomegranate-dark at the back of her mind. He opens his eyes and quirks his eyebrow. "Somehow I do not think you would find it all that unpleasant, my Babylonian."

    She buries her face in his chest and groans. "Stop doing that, husband."

    "I will, once you stop trying to pretend you are indifferent to him," he laughs, a little bitterly. "At least we will burn in Hell side by side."

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    Captain Renault sets out to humiliate Major Strasser in a most satisfactory way.

    I whispered sweet nothings in his ear of German-French co-operation, of search warrants and detainments and brushed my fingertips across the swell of his cock; soon enough he was flushed, nearly choking on the remains of his caviar.

    But no, Heinrich, I thought, not tonight. We had to deal with Ugarte and Laszlo first, and thank heavens for that: any excuse to stretch out the erotic tension, to stir him more with a little cruelty here and there. I promised him a grisly death and a juicy interrogation tomorrow, and I swear I could feel his cock twitch as I withdrew my hand and bade him good night. The lust in his eyes, awakened by a hint of my power, a yearning to see me exercise said power--not only a homosexual, then, not only a sadist, but there was obviously a little masochist in there, too. Heinrich, the naughty little boy squirming in delight, realising the moment he had met someone who could truly drape him over his knee and give him a sound thrashing! Oh, this was almost too easy.

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    Grand Vizier Jaffar the Barmakid has sworn to never love a woman again, having chosen a life of wine and debaucheries instead. However, his vows are put to the test the day the Caliph asks him to serve as a matchmaker for himself and the beautiful princess Yassamin. For it is not the young Caliph Yassamin's heart stirs for, but the notorious Barmakid prince himself.

    The stars themselves decree Jaffar and Yassamin must love each other, yet it is an affair that could cost them their lives. Separated by harem walls, court intrigues and a brutal civil war, will even Jaffar's magic be enough to help love emerge victorious?

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    She dreams of embracing women: soft, voluptuous women perfumed with honey, rose and ambergris. During the day, she flushes near Halima and Gol whenever she hasn't been able to avoid them, flits restlessly even when she is in Jaffar's company. In the evenings, she corners him and demands to be loved to exhaustion, yet her dreams are filled with restless visions, punishing her for--no, she does not know what.

    Yassamin discovers she is capable of desiring women as well as men. However, she is unsure about acting upon those desires. Jaffar is only glad to help her, every step of the way.

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    Jaffar lifts the automaton's chin and admires him as he used to admire his own mirror image as a youth, but this is so much better, so much more fulfilling than a mere reflection. It is because he is gazing upon an improved version of himself--yes, he has dared improve on God's creation, the piquant arousal only blasphemy can bring now curling up his spine, licking at his groin. He has taken the liberty of erasing a few wrinkles, of straightening the teeth a little, of making the doll's hair a little thicker, fuller: and what surprises Sarosh hides underneath his robes, oh--Yassamin shall find out soon enough.

    Pleased with himself, the image of himself, Jaffar chuckles, unable to resist the temptation of a kiss.

    Jaffar builds a silver replica of himself as a birthday present to Yassamin. But it would be foolish of him not to test the doll first, would it not? Only to make sure everything is in working order, of course.

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    Which one of us was more insane, he or I? Because I loved this, loved being violated over and over, giving myself to my beloved uncle, my beloved father over and over. I could have left him long ago, could have rejected his desires, but why should I have if those desires matched mine exactly? I laughed inside at the idea of what would have happened had Fate never brought us together. Would he have become a real molester, preying on true innocents instead of the child who was born a whore? Would I have burned myself to exhaustion seducing older men, none of whom would have dared give me this, the father-lover I had always sought?

    Laura and Torsten leave war-torn Europe for America, taking on new lovers and indulging in new debaucheries. As they descend into the clandestine world of New York's elite sex clubs, they soon discover the patrons gamble with more than just their reputations. After falling afoul of a sinister English nobleman, they realise their very lives may be at stake.

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