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While it has been a long time since the last time he had contacted Mafdet, he was thankful that the lady of pleasure still saw fit to respond to his missive. Narmer had fully intended to bring Kissan and allow his young nephew to have his first taste of manhood with the priestesses in the temple of Hathor.
But after giving the idea some thought, Narmer also figured Kissan could do with learning the decorum of how one should act in a pleasure house. Afterall, it would be unbecoming to have a nephew of Hei Haikaddad being thrown out of a brothel.
Mafdet had been the first candidate he thought of. The pleasure worker now ran a house herself, Narmer was banking on the fact that she'll know of someone to introduce Kissan to. She had been one of the earliest partners Narmer had gotten the pleasure of meeting and getting to know... intimately. Her skills had been amazing, and the young Head of Hei had been eager for Mafdet to impart her skills. However, he was fully aware of the age gap, and assumed his nephew would prefer someone more his age.
Having told Kissan to get ready for going out that evening, the man had simply told his nephew he'd be meeting an old friend of his. While Kissan would likely have no idea as they had set out on horseback, Narmer couldn't help but throwing a curious look over his shoulder at his nephew as they approached the brightly lit pleasure house, a clear signage swinging in front.
Surely he would realize by now?
Atop the horse, Narmer was clad simply in a black linen shendyt belted with a gold woven belt around his waist. Not bothering with an upper tunic, he enjoyed the night balmy breeze against his bronzed naked norso... and perhaps the looks he got from the gathered women on the doorfront of the brothel as he alighted.
Maybe he would indulge tonight as well?
With another amused smile as he checked on Kissan now that it was obvious they were at a pleasure house, he chuckled as a woman came to lay their hands all over him, plying her away so he could query first. "Is Mafdet around, my pretty little things?" While Narmer was usually very uptight and serious around the house, the smooth smile he wore made it obvious the Haikaddad offspring had his fair share of ladies in his younger days.
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While it has been a long time since the last time he had contacted Mafdet, he was thankful that the lady of pleasure still saw fit to respond to his missive. Narmer had fully intended to bring Kissan and allow his young nephew to have his first taste of manhood with the priestesses in the temple of Hathor.
But after giving the idea some thought, Narmer also figured Kissan could do with learning the decorum of how one should act in a pleasure house. Afterall, it would be unbecoming to have a nephew of Hei Haikaddad being thrown out of a brothel.
Mafdet had been the first candidate he thought of. The pleasure worker now ran a house herself, Narmer was banking on the fact that she'll know of someone to introduce Kissan to. She had been one of the earliest partners Narmer had gotten the pleasure of meeting and getting to know... intimately. Her skills had been amazing, and the young Head of Hei had been eager for Mafdet to impart her skills. However, he was fully aware of the age gap, and assumed his nephew would prefer someone more his age.
Having told Kissan to get ready for going out that evening, the man had simply told his nephew he'd be meeting an old friend of his. While Kissan would likely have no idea as they had set out on horseback, Narmer couldn't help but throwing a curious look over his shoulder at his nephew as they approached the brightly lit pleasure house, a clear signage swinging in front.
Surely he would realize by now?
Atop the horse, Narmer was clad simply in a black linen shendyt belted with a gold woven belt around his waist. Not bothering with an upper tunic, he enjoyed the night balmy breeze against his bronzed naked norso... and perhaps the looks he got from the gathered women on the doorfront of the brothel as he alighted.
Maybe he would indulge tonight as well?
With another amused smile as he checked on Kissan now that it was obvious they were at a pleasure house, he chuckled as a woman came to lay their hands all over him, plying her away so he could query first. "Is Mafdet around, my pretty little things?" While Narmer was usually very uptight and serious around the house, the smooth smile he wore made it obvious the Haikaddad offspring had his fair share of ladies in his younger days.
While it has been a long time since the last time he had contacted Mafdet, he was thankful that the lady of pleasure still saw fit to respond to his missive. Narmer had fully intended to bring Kissan and allow his young nephew to have his first taste of manhood with the priestesses in the temple of Hathor.
But after giving the idea some thought, Narmer also figured Kissan could do with learning the decorum of how one should act in a pleasure house. Afterall, it would be unbecoming to have a nephew of Hei Haikaddad being thrown out of a brothel.
Mafdet had been the first candidate he thought of. The pleasure worker now ran a house herself, Narmer was banking on the fact that she'll know of someone to introduce Kissan to. She had been one of the earliest partners Narmer had gotten the pleasure of meeting and getting to know... intimately. Her skills had been amazing, and the young Head of Hei had been eager for Mafdet to impart her skills. However, he was fully aware of the age gap, and assumed his nephew would prefer someone more his age.
Having told Kissan to get ready for going out that evening, the man had simply told his nephew he'd be meeting an old friend of his. While Kissan would likely have no idea as they had set out on horseback, Narmer couldn't help but throwing a curious look over his shoulder at his nephew as they approached the brightly lit pleasure house, a clear signage swinging in front.
Surely he would realize by now?
Atop the horse, Narmer was clad simply in a black linen shendyt belted with a gold woven belt around his waist. Not bothering with an upper tunic, he enjoyed the night balmy breeze against his bronzed naked norso... and perhaps the looks he got from the gathered women on the doorfront of the brothel as he alighted.
Maybe he would indulge tonight as well?
With another amused smile as he checked on Kissan now that it was obvious they were at a pleasure house, he chuckled as a woman came to lay their hands all over him, plying her away so he could query first. "Is Mafdet around, my pretty little things?" While Narmer was usually very uptight and serious around the house, the smooth smile he wore made it obvious the Haikaddad offspring had his fair share of ladies in his younger days.
As promised Kissan met his uncle at the gates of the family home. The original agreement of two days after the party and awkward conversation had not ended up working out with who Narmer wanted to set up with his nephew it seemed, but when they finally did meet at the front gates to mount up and ride off, Kissan could not help but wear a sheepish smile to match his uncle's. Like Narmer, Kissan wore only his lower layers this evening but his were a dark blue like the deep ocean waves. The color contrasted nicely off of his somewhat lighter brown skin and he rode his horse with a nervous sort of confidence.
Tonight was the night. They didn't speak of it on the way over but Kissan's suspicions were confirmed as they closed in on the pleasure house. While one woman went to bother Narmer, another took a slightly more bashful approach and came on the other side of Kissan's horse. She batted her eyes and stroked the horse with purpose. 'Well hello there, I don't think we've seen you around here before' she eyed him as she moved closer and put a seductive hand on his calf and began to work her way up his leg. Kissan tried to model his uncle's confident behavior but as he had little to say while his uncle arranged things, all he made out was an awkward sort of chuckle.
In truth, sparks were going off up and down his nervous system and he felt an odd sort of warmth in his face. Deshra had occasionally sparked similar feelings from him but it had always been different with her. In her presence he was more in a trance, unaware of any other biological urgings. But here... here felt different.
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As promised Kissan met his uncle at the gates of the family home. The original agreement of two days after the party and awkward conversation had not ended up working out with who Narmer wanted to set up with his nephew it seemed, but when they finally did meet at the front gates to mount up and ride off, Kissan could not help but wear a sheepish smile to match his uncle's. Like Narmer, Kissan wore only his lower layers this evening but his were a dark blue like the deep ocean waves. The color contrasted nicely off of his somewhat lighter brown skin and he rode his horse with a nervous sort of confidence.
Tonight was the night. They didn't speak of it on the way over but Kissan's suspicions were confirmed as they closed in on the pleasure house. While one woman went to bother Narmer, another took a slightly more bashful approach and came on the other side of Kissan's horse. She batted her eyes and stroked the horse with purpose. 'Well hello there, I don't think we've seen you around here before' she eyed him as she moved closer and put a seductive hand on his calf and began to work her way up his leg. Kissan tried to model his uncle's confident behavior but as he had little to say while his uncle arranged things, all he made out was an awkward sort of chuckle.
In truth, sparks were going off up and down his nervous system and he felt an odd sort of warmth in his face. Deshra had occasionally sparked similar feelings from him but it had always been different with her. In her presence he was more in a trance, unaware of any other biological urgings. But here... here felt different.
As promised Kissan met his uncle at the gates of the family home. The original agreement of two days after the party and awkward conversation had not ended up working out with who Narmer wanted to set up with his nephew it seemed, but when they finally did meet at the front gates to mount up and ride off, Kissan could not help but wear a sheepish smile to match his uncle's. Like Narmer, Kissan wore only his lower layers this evening but his were a dark blue like the deep ocean waves. The color contrasted nicely off of his somewhat lighter brown skin and he rode his horse with a nervous sort of confidence.
Tonight was the night. They didn't speak of it on the way over but Kissan's suspicions were confirmed as they closed in on the pleasure house. While one woman went to bother Narmer, another took a slightly more bashful approach and came on the other side of Kissan's horse. She batted her eyes and stroked the horse with purpose. 'Well hello there, I don't think we've seen you around here before' she eyed him as she moved closer and put a seductive hand on his calf and began to work her way up his leg. Kissan tried to model his uncle's confident behavior but as he had little to say while his uncle arranged things, all he made out was an awkward sort of chuckle.
In truth, sparks were going off up and down his nervous system and he felt an odd sort of warmth in his face. Deshra had occasionally sparked similar feelings from him but it had always been different with her. In her presence he was more in a trance, unaware of any other biological urgings. But here... here felt different.
Mafdet lounged comfortably within the Pleasure House, her legs were crossed as she sat in her jeweled chair. The tall lady plucked freshly picked grapes from a bowl and placed its small roundness delicately on her tongue, the taste was exquisite as she went for another. Mafdet observed the inside of her establishment with a careful eye, the smell of sensuality was thick in the air as men and women gave into their most primal instincts.
Men often gravitated to the Matriarch of the House, but Mafdet did not settle for lowlife men whose pockets were merely less than her own – Mafdet always had an eye for the most prized, the most wealthy in the room. It was no wonder how she found herself in the predicament she was in now. Besides, Mafdet was awaiting the arrival of an Hei, who reached out earlier for her assistance in a matter of curing… virginity. Narmer was a fun time in the past and it would only be her pleasure to live it again in the present – of course, business was business, and there was a request that she needed to honor first.
The Lady was dressed loosely in a white kalasaris that hid little, black kohl lined her eyes with green malachite that added to her own alluring hazel eyes. Mafdet had always been a beautiful sight, she spent every day of her life being reminded of that fact, and Mansa had the reputation of producing beautiful women. Mafdet picked another grape from her bowl that sat comfortably on a stool next to her, she effortlessly dropped the small fruit onto her tongue before she chewed on its sweetness. Kissa and Ata laid at her feet, both were fed to keep their temptations at bay while around so many… options. Mafdet leaned down to gently scratch the head of Kissa, who purred affectionately at her touch, and the Lady smiled in satisfaction.
Anket came towards Mafdet and politely asked for her ear, “Lady Mafdet, your guests have arrived.” The news kept a sly smile on Mafdet’s expression as she stood from where she sat, grabbing at the skirt of her kalasaris. Mafdet spoke coolly as she walked on, “Well, there is no need to keep an Hei waiting, now is it?” Mafdet continued as Anket kept her Lady’s pace, “Now, I need you to fetch the new girls we’ve spoken about, if the young boy is any relative to Narmer, then he should have quite the appetite. Lets not disappoint.” Anket nodded at the request, before she parted ways to fetch the young girls who were chosen for today’s events. Mafdet kept on until she laid her eyes on Narmer, a flirtatious grin lined her lips as she came onto the Hei. The Lady bowed respectfully towards Narmer and the nephew, before she greeted them, “Welcome to the House of Pleasure, it has been long while… Narmer.”
The tall woman came onto Narmer smoothly, her hands grasping onto the Senator as she closed the distance between them, “More so… just in time…” Mafdet gazed at the Senator seductively, before her eyes moved onto the young boy, “This must be your nephew?”
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Mafdet lounged comfortably within the Pleasure House, her legs were crossed as she sat in her jeweled chair. The tall lady plucked freshly picked grapes from a bowl and placed its small roundness delicately on her tongue, the taste was exquisite as she went for another. Mafdet observed the inside of her establishment with a careful eye, the smell of sensuality was thick in the air as men and women gave into their most primal instincts.
Men often gravitated to the Matriarch of the House, but Mafdet did not settle for lowlife men whose pockets were merely less than her own – Mafdet always had an eye for the most prized, the most wealthy in the room. It was no wonder how she found herself in the predicament she was in now. Besides, Mafdet was awaiting the arrival of an Hei, who reached out earlier for her assistance in a matter of curing… virginity. Narmer was a fun time in the past and it would only be her pleasure to live it again in the present – of course, business was business, and there was a request that she needed to honor first.
The Lady was dressed loosely in a white kalasaris that hid little, black kohl lined her eyes with green malachite that added to her own alluring hazel eyes. Mafdet had always been a beautiful sight, she spent every day of her life being reminded of that fact, and Mansa had the reputation of producing beautiful women. Mafdet picked another grape from her bowl that sat comfortably on a stool next to her, she effortlessly dropped the small fruit onto her tongue before she chewed on its sweetness. Kissa and Ata laid at her feet, both were fed to keep their temptations at bay while around so many… options. Mafdet leaned down to gently scratch the head of Kissa, who purred affectionately at her touch, and the Lady smiled in satisfaction.
Anket came towards Mafdet and politely asked for her ear, “Lady Mafdet, your guests have arrived.” The news kept a sly smile on Mafdet’s expression as she stood from where she sat, grabbing at the skirt of her kalasaris. Mafdet spoke coolly as she walked on, “Well, there is no need to keep an Hei waiting, now is it?” Mafdet continued as Anket kept her Lady’s pace, “Now, I need you to fetch the new girls we’ve spoken about, if the young boy is any relative to Narmer, then he should have quite the appetite. Lets not disappoint.” Anket nodded at the request, before she parted ways to fetch the young girls who were chosen for today’s events. Mafdet kept on until she laid her eyes on Narmer, a flirtatious grin lined her lips as she came onto the Hei. The Lady bowed respectfully towards Narmer and the nephew, before she greeted them, “Welcome to the House of Pleasure, it has been long while… Narmer.”
The tall woman came onto Narmer smoothly, her hands grasping onto the Senator as she closed the distance between them, “More so… just in time…” Mafdet gazed at the Senator seductively, before her eyes moved onto the young boy, “This must be your nephew?”
Mafdet lounged comfortably within the Pleasure House, her legs were crossed as she sat in her jeweled chair. The tall lady plucked freshly picked grapes from a bowl and placed its small roundness delicately on her tongue, the taste was exquisite as she went for another. Mafdet observed the inside of her establishment with a careful eye, the smell of sensuality was thick in the air as men and women gave into their most primal instincts.
Men often gravitated to the Matriarch of the House, but Mafdet did not settle for lowlife men whose pockets were merely less than her own – Mafdet always had an eye for the most prized, the most wealthy in the room. It was no wonder how she found herself in the predicament she was in now. Besides, Mafdet was awaiting the arrival of an Hei, who reached out earlier for her assistance in a matter of curing… virginity. Narmer was a fun time in the past and it would only be her pleasure to live it again in the present – of course, business was business, and there was a request that she needed to honor first.
The Lady was dressed loosely in a white kalasaris that hid little, black kohl lined her eyes with green malachite that added to her own alluring hazel eyes. Mafdet had always been a beautiful sight, she spent every day of her life being reminded of that fact, and Mansa had the reputation of producing beautiful women. Mafdet picked another grape from her bowl that sat comfortably on a stool next to her, she effortlessly dropped the small fruit onto her tongue before she chewed on its sweetness. Kissa and Ata laid at her feet, both were fed to keep their temptations at bay while around so many… options. Mafdet leaned down to gently scratch the head of Kissa, who purred affectionately at her touch, and the Lady smiled in satisfaction.
Anket came towards Mafdet and politely asked for her ear, “Lady Mafdet, your guests have arrived.” The news kept a sly smile on Mafdet’s expression as she stood from where she sat, grabbing at the skirt of her kalasaris. Mafdet spoke coolly as she walked on, “Well, there is no need to keep an Hei waiting, now is it?” Mafdet continued as Anket kept her Lady’s pace, “Now, I need you to fetch the new girls we’ve spoken about, if the young boy is any relative to Narmer, then he should have quite the appetite. Lets not disappoint.” Anket nodded at the request, before she parted ways to fetch the young girls who were chosen for today’s events. Mafdet kept on until she laid her eyes on Narmer, a flirtatious grin lined her lips as she came onto the Hei. The Lady bowed respectfully towards Narmer and the nephew, before she greeted them, “Welcome to the House of Pleasure, it has been long while… Narmer.”
The tall woman came onto Narmer smoothly, her hands grasping onto the Senator as she closed the distance between them, “More so… just in time…” Mafdet gazed at the Senator seductively, before her eyes moved onto the young boy, “This must be your nephew?”