The Pharaoh and His Desire

Chapter 2

Pharaoh

I wrapped my right hand around the back of the slave's head as she took my length into her mouth. Sighing I let my head fall back and watched the Nile flow as the golden sun began to make it's descent. I was finally beginning to relax when I heard someone clear their throat from behind me.

"What." I said in a flat tone, not looking away from the scene before me.

"Pharaoh Remisis, the General requests a short presence with you." my personal servant, Shakir said in a smooth voice.

"Fine." I said and raised my hand from the girl's head, motioning with my middle and index finger for him to enter.

"Pharaoh, please excuse my presence but I must talk to you about the Mitanni Dynasty. They are trying to attack our borders in Amurru, we must act fast." General Abrax said while keeping his head bowed since it was prohibited to look upon a Pharaoh without permission.

"Then do what must be done" I replied in a bored tone before summoning another slave to my side. Reaching my gold painted hand up and undoing the strings behind her neck, allowing the top of her dress to fall, exposing her breasts to me. A small smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I began to trail my long fingers down the lines of feminine curves, still enjoying the feeling of the girl between my legs.

"I understand my Pharaoh but..." I heard him hesitate and finally looked up.

"I'm losing my patience." I said, wanting this conversation to end quickly so that I could continue with my evening. In my mind I was already bending the two s*x slaves over my bed and watching them scream in pleasure.

"Our last battle with them... we lost many men and it lasted many months... perhaps... you could go to battle with us this time... you know you would be able to secure a swift victory for us." Abrax suggested, nerves clearly ringing in his voice.

"Look at me" I boomed as I stood up suddenly, my white linen shendyt falling down to cover my length as the girl who was between my legs fell backwards, catching herself on the palms of her hands at the last moment.

Slowly General Abrax raised his head to meet my gaze. He was a large man, around 6'4 (193cm), but he looked like a mere ant compared to my 8ft (244cm) stature.

"Are you suggesting that me- A god, participate in a mortal battle? That I use my power to protect you weaklings?" I said, the anger and offense very clear in my voice.

"I...I... I am sorry Pharaoh, I meant no disrespect of course. I just thought that maybe it would be less troublesome for you if we had a swift victory, so you wouldn't have to hear about such things more than necessary...." he stumbled over his words causing me to smirk. He knew I could kill him with the snap of my fingers but until this point Abrax had never offended me so I was willing to overlook this one time.

"Go." I said simply. Turning my attention back towards the two females that were now seated on a pile of pillows, covered in expensive silks and being fanned by palm leaves. Smirking at the devilish looks in both of their eyes I began to stride towards them, not even waiting to hear the closing of the door before I began removing my clothing.

This was going to be fun.