Breakfast and Lunch of a Royal Dog

By Crackhead Souljaboy.
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Ottoman Empire was running successfully under the reign of Mustafa. He had a huge harem of 2000 women. Whoever used to see these women directly would be punished by guards under such a strict regime. His secretary and treasurer were greedy for the throne Mustafa sat on, so they plotted to overthrow him for the last decade using the tax money. Just when they gained the army’s control using bribes and sent an assassin to murder Mustafa in his sleep. Just as the assassin was about to stab the sleeping emperor, his guard dog attacked the assassin and killed him.

The huge dog was a Kurdish Kangal weighing around 70 kg. The dog was crucial in tracking down the treasurer from the scent he caught from the dagger provided to the assassin, which originally belonged to the treasurer. Getting the information, the general ratted out the two traitors as they bribed him just hours before the assassin’s attempt. The two traitors, along with their families, were arrested overnight.

The next day in the court of Topkapi (palace), where everyday matters used to be discussed, held the sentencing of these two traitors. Enraged, Mustafa wanted them to have the worst punishment possible, even worse than death, so he devised the most bizarre plan. Before the kneeling traitors, the Sultan presented the heads of their family members. It was expected of the tyrant to be this cruel towards traitors. Sultan surprised everyone when he brought forward two daughters of the traitors who were the only sparred immediate kins. They were extremely beautiful. Sultan Mustafa ordered the girls to be stripped entirely and posed a proposal to the two traitors,

“You two can get beheaded here right now, followed by your beautiful daughter whom I’ll kill after making you have sex with your corpse, which in turn is haram, and they will face extreme punishment in hell by our almighty God, OR you have a choice to save your daughters by surrendering them sex slaves for me to give away to my most loyal servant but you two, in turn, will be made eunuchs who will clean my court hall daily before and after the sessions by doing so doomed to burn in hell as you’ll be forced to get fucked by another man triggering the worst haram, what’ll it be?”

Both traitors agreed with the latter, through which at least their daughters were sparred as sex slaves were the norm in the empire. The two traitors and their daughters swore in the name of almighty God, entering into a sacred vow to live in the condition stated by the Sultan, and by defying, they would bring Shame to God himself, no matter what. Ottomans would never break this vow. Once done, two black slaves were led into the court as the two traitors were restrained and were raped anally by the two black slaves. Their humiliation was on display for everyone to see as the traitors climaxed during fucking. They were castrated as they lay on the ground. A doctor treated them, preventing further blood loss.

Sultan announced he liked to respect his most loyal servant, without whom he wouldn’t be alive, and stated that he was the only one worthy of the Sultan’s trust after all this ordeal. He will now be a permanent member of the council. His dog, ‘Karawan,’ was named ‘Rifat Kopek’ (the highest-status dog). The Sultan further announced, “As a gift for his service, I have gifted him a gold chain,” which was put around the dog’s neck.

The Sultan continued, “But what does a dog use for such jewelry? So additionally, I gift him two unique bitch’s to mate with whenever he wants, and these bitches will be honored as they will be the concubines of the second most prestigious being after me, the Sultan of this empire. I shall even throw a wedding-type ceremony to seal the ownership of your new master tomorrow. Congratulations, Ayse Sultana and Fatma Hatun, you two will be my most trusted servant’s naji (Intimate Companion; Bosom Buddy).”

The traitors knew this was the punishment for their betrayal. Despite the humiliation and dooming of them and their daughters to hell, they wouldn’t return on the vow. The two girls were taken to prepare for their unorthodox role and ceremony for tomorrow.

The next day after settling all the matters just before the lunch break, the two girls were summoned. The two girls had the same treatment, and the crowd was baffled by the display of their beauty.

The two girls of pearl white skin had piercings on their belly button and a ring piercing on their clit. They both wore a gold necklace that extended to piercing on their nipples. Their breasts seemed a bit bigger as they were given the medicine for their body to produce breast milk. Both were given a white satin cloth that didn’t cover anything as it was transparent. Their hair was left free to one side as covering hair was seen as a sign of modesty in society. These two were to be the most immoral humans ever to exist. Clapping at the decoration of these two girls, the Sultan ordered everyone to move to the garden area where a feast awaited with a circular wooden stage in the middle where Karawan was waiting with four big guards.

Ayse was ordered to go on all four before her new master. She knew better than to disobey. With the help of guards, the dog mounted and entered his bitch and began to pound, causing the girl to scream in pain. Once raped, she was made to lick whatever cum spilled on the floor. Next, Fatma assumed her position and accepted her fate as a fuck meat to a dog by fucking these two bitches Karawan had claimed. However, he still needed some training to understand that they belonged to him, so the three were sent away from the limelight to get training.

After several days the two girls entered the palace in the morning wearing the same transparent clothe with all their piercings along with a chain connected to their clit, which was pulling a small chariot where Karawan was sitting. They were supposed to sit left of the stairs leading to the throne. It was a rug with cushions for the three. As Karawan took his place, his bitches exposed their breasts and sat next to him, massaging him. As the court went on, the dog occasionally used to suckle on the breasts drinking the milk they produced. Every day they used to enter and would be displayed in court. The dog used to fuck Ayse after everyone gathered to finish breakfast and fuck Fatma before lunch break. This became routine.

The people started calling Ayse the ‘breakfast of Karawan’ and Fatma the ‘lunch of Karawan.’ Whenever passing by in corridors, they addressed Ayse as, “Oh darling, breakfast of Karawan, our greetings to you,” and Fatma as, “Oh sweet lunch of Karawan, our greetings to you.”

The girls had mixed feelings about how to react, so they used to bow and walk away from them. Sultan heard of this newly formed custom and ordered Ayse and Fatma to kneel and kiss the feet of whoever greeted them. By this time, girls knew they were supposed to live a life of the most humiliation known. They were even ordered to moan loudly while Karawan used to fuck them, which came to be known as singing sessions conducted by Karawan.

Whenever bored, Sultan used to order some new degradation’s. The word breakfast was tattooed on the back of Ayse, and lunch on Fatma. Karawan was thought to use their assholes as toilets whenever he wanted to piss, during court when he wanted to relieve himself, a bitch used to peel her ass upward with her face on the carpet, accepting the piss and was tasked to hold it inside her until they reached their kennel. The two eunuch traitors used to witness this helplessly every day.

Karawan soon took to fucking the girls anally. The girls were thought to give rim jobs to Karawan whenever they wanted him to fuck them. The two girls soon forgot they used to be girls and assumed their role as fuck toys to Karawan and used to yearn for his dick.

 

The End.





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