November 9th - Harem Windows    Well, last night I got all wrapped up in silks, a wild black wig, and did very naughty things with myself while Wolfe took pictures, the result is a series of photographs I'm going to call Harem Windows, I'm putting the gallery up in erotimania next week (Still lots of catch up work to do before they go up)  So the above pic is a sneak preview.  I get very happy with my biggest and reddest dildo. I really love the eastern look, my bedroom is all decorated in sari silks, and I really love the voyeuristic quality of the gallery. You know you never realize how much you use the q key until someone who shall remain unnamed spills cola all over the keyboard and causes it to stick.. I usually end up with no q or several... TORTURE!   A gilded cage she viewed the world through her golden edged windows the scents of exotic oils, jasmine and sandalwood, covering the smells of the city around her Layla played,  adorning herself in the softest of silks toying with her own body as she watched supple maids embroidering golden threads and sequins in her garments teasing the guards and servants below as they caught glimpses of her veiled body and kohl lined eyes, lit by tallow candles in the harem den Other than her prince, the only others she ever saw up close were other concubines handmaidens, and the soft giant half men - eunuchs who watched over her as she slept. Tongues and tails cut, naturally hairless, and loyal. Life moved in a hazy dream, from the windows, to cushions on rugs, to the large communal scented baths, where surrounded in steam, no one questioned the movements of laughing women and the silent eunuchs, bodies touching and teasing A strange family, whose life revolved around sex and sensuality, around the senses around color, and scent, touch, and status...  Enjoying the company and love of her harem, her maids, and her eunuchs all as much perhaps as she did of her prince, if not more. Enjoying the worshiping touch or glance, gentle washing or shaving or other  grooming from a maid, or from a permanently silenced doe eyed slave. She had her favorites but perhaps more than anything, she liked to tease in front of the harem windows. XO Katt  e-mail me! previous/next Please Vote for my Journal at Clix!   Come on.... just a little something, money for tea? for Christmas dinner? for toilet paper?