EXTRACT FOR
Seducing the Prince
(Trevon Carter)

?Welcome,? he greeted.  ?Is ah? husband okay??  He asked.

?Ian?  I?m sure he?s fine,? Gwen replied. 

?He is not ah? uthukuthele??  Hasani asked as he waved Ada over.

Gwen tilted her head, unsure of what Hasani had said.  Ada smiled as she danced over and bowed towards Hasani and the Chief.

?Uthukuthele,? Hasani repeated as he looked at Ada.

?Uthukuthele?  Ah??  Ada looked at Gwen as she tapped her foot on the ground, her eyes looking upward as she tried to think of the word.  ?Not happy ah??

?Sad??  Gwen asked.

?No ah?  Not sad.  Ah? fight?  Ah? no, fight feeling, no? feeling like fight??   Ada continued.

?Feeling like fight??  Gwen repeated, confused.

She thought through Hasani?s first question, about how her husband was not whatever the word they were translating was.  Ian did not feel like fighting anyone.  He had been asked not to attend this meeting with Baku.  They had told him that Baku was sensitive to foreign men, and that Ian?s presence may spark anger.

?Oh? angry??  Gwen asked.

?Angry?  Ah yes, angry.?  Ada agreed.

?Your husband, he not angry??  Hasani asked, finally getting the translated word.

?Angry?  No, he?s fine.  He?s probably sleeping right now, he?s not much of a night person,? Gwen responded.

When Ian had been informed, he was not angry, but he was confused when he was told that Gwen was allowed to attend.  He had a hard time understanding why a white man was not allowed to show but a white woman was.  Gwen had to explain to him that Baku most likely saw white men as enemies, people who had taken over their lands through ruthless aggression.  White women, on the other hand, had only followed along, not actually out to take any land or anything else.

?Good, good,? Hasani said with a nod.

The clapping grew louder as another group of men walked towards them.  They were led by the same thick, muscular black man that Gwen had seen pounding away at Ada.  She visibly shivered with excitement as she watched him approach.

?Baku!?  Ada greeted with a smile.

?Ada, sawubona,? he greeted back.  He glanced over at Gwen, his eyes roaming up and down her body.  ?Ingabe nguye lona??  He asked Ada.

?Yebo,? Ada replied as she waved Gwen towards them.

?Isikhumba sakhe sibushelelekile futhi sibukeka,? he said as he grabbed Gwen?s hand and raised it towards his lips.  ?Kuhla kakhulu.?

Gwen blushed as he kissed her hand.  She looked over at Ada.  ?What did he say??  She asked.

?He thinks you are beautiful,? Ada replied.

?Oh!  Um, thank you.  I think that was? Ngiyabonga??  Gwen said, trying to recall what Ada had taught her.

Baku laughed and nodded.  ?Ngiyabonga.  Kuhle kakhulu. Inhlonipho,? he said.

?He finds it very respectful,? Ada translated with a smile.

Gwen laughed, her eyes darting on their own towards his crotch.  He was wearing a different kind of loincloth.  It looked like it was made of leather that tightly wrapped around his crotch, and she could clearly see a thick tube being contained within it.  Baku looked over at Hasani and placed his large arm around the Prince?s shoulder.

They had a small discussion in their native tongue as they walked off.  Ode smirked and followed along with them.  Ada laughed and tapped Gwen on the shoulder.  ?It seems he?s very interested in you,? she informed.

?Really?  You think maybe he and I could??  Gwen placed a finger to her lips and smiled at Ada.

?Pleasure?  I?m sure, but only if you think you can take him,? Ada said.

?Well, I have to try the Prince first,? Gwen replied with a wink.

?Ah yes?  The Prince will be free soon.  Will you be ready??  Ada asked.

?Ready?  Ada, I?ve been craving him for so long.  That wooden toy you gave me can only pleasure me so much.  I want the real thing,? Gwen responded.

?Very ah? good.  Come, let?s dance,? Ada said as she pulled Gwen near the fire pit.

The two danced away as the Prince and Baku returned.  Both powerful black men watched the various women dancing.  Gwen locked eyes with Hasani, and then Baku, the folds of her sex growing wet at the thought of either of them having their way with her.