#hareem

[bebemoon]

look for the name HAREEM (requested by @flourishmoon) | cortana "lirio" silk gown w/ two long attached stoles for styling options, zoé mohm small brass and silver handmade jewellery box/minaudiere, bottega veneta metallic gold leather mesh lace-up heels, buly "al kassir" eay de parfum (cardamom, geranium, sandalwood) ("[…] as my eyes grew accustomed to the light, details of the room within emerged slowly from the mist, strange animals, statues, and gold – everywhere the glint of gold."), c. solis handmade gold chain necklace (multi-purpose)

[adder24]

"Work with me Teresa"

Season 2 Episode 22- Red Letter

@profwonderbearthementalista @nicolacoughlanbigod @loops911 @nikki-rook @idiotdotdotdot @untilthe12ofnever @tmsource @kathnaris @wildwildtarget @superrrfan

Do tag on!

[trentione]

well, at least now it’s clear that he uses snapchat only for those he doesn’t trust

[sweettanya8]

[shilzzzmaybe]

i mean ... whatever this genre of face shape is called 👁️👄👁️

[strxnged]

hana briefly in my notifs this is a national holiday this happens once every three months and i i still smile.

[thestylesplash]

On Screen Style Icons - April's Thrifty Six

I really struggled with this month’s theme – probably because I don’t watch many films. Grace chose the prompt of On Screen Style Icons, which left me completely baffled. Maybe I over thought it (no maybe about it!). My first idea was Carrie Bradshaw, but none of my outfit choices for her were preloved. Then, while I was searching for inspiration online, I kept seeing images of Madonna in…

[marlboro00999]

THE MARLBORO MEN'S CLUB - Part 1

The leader of the Marlboro Men's Club wasn't called Max for nothing. Everything about him was max... his smoking addiction, his stamina, and the size of his 'tool'.

Max was also the most prolific recruiter of new members and former non-smokers to the Club. It didn't matter their sexuality. Max had the charm and ability to negotiate the character of any young man, regardless of their background or sexuality.

His targets were always non-smokers. They were his favourite 'victims' to recruit. Joe wasn't his first, and wouldn't be his last. Max discovered Joe in a cafe, sitting alone with a drink and focused on his phone. He asked Joe if he could sit at his table, and Joe nodded and smiled politely. It wasn't long before Max got Joe into conversation, seducing him with his charm and piercing eyes.

It turns out that Joe was 19, a non-smoker, and in a rocky relationship with a girl. Max had an extraordinary ability to make his targets totally comfortable in his company, able to extract information someone would rarely reveal to a stranger. But Max was no ordinary stranger, and he had already set himself a goal of a specific timescale to initiate Joe with what he referred to as his 'Victory Scene'.

The other members of the Marlboro Club were familiar with Max's Victory Scene. It was very simple, with Max pumping his new recruit's passage with his tool while the young man pumped on a Marlboro Red.

It was going to take a couple of months for Joe to be cultivated to this goal, but Max would be patient, as he gradually moulded Joe towards it. The 'rocky relationship' would be Max's first issue to deal with, with care and empathy. He arranged to meet up with Joe regularly for a coffee over the following few weeks, working his way into Joe's mind, reading his every response to him like a game of chess. Without suggesting it, but simply through Max guiding Joe's emotions, it was two weeks since that first meeting... and Joe reported to Max that he'd broken off the relationship.

That was the first practical barrier removed. From then on, Max became Joe's sole confidant. Joe poured out personal information and feelings he'd never revealed to anyone else before, as Max gradually broke him down. With everything he knew about Joe, the sexuality question would be easy to overcome. Getting Joe starting smoking would be nurtured during the walks together that Max initiated.

Five weeks since the first meeting, Joe began to smoke his first cigarettes with Max on their walks. As Joe became emotionally dependent on Max and more tactile in their interactions, getting Joe smoking wasn't too difficult after the first couple of "No thanks, Max. Really, it's not something I've ever wanted to do."

"Have one for me. Just try it, Joe. It would really please me for you to smoke a cigarette with me"... "Honestly, you'll look great."... This was Max's way in. By this time, Joe wanted to please Max.

A month on, and Joe was smoking a few Reds per day as cravings began to take hold. Max decided to delay Joe's initiation for a further month, wanting to ensure that Joe was fully hooked up to him. The meetings had gone from 3 times a week to almost daily. It meant that Max was neglecting the other young men in his hareem, but they understood, and had plenty to be doing themselves in their own recruiting duties for the Marlboro Men's Club.

The next step was ready to be embarked on during an evening walk. Max had nurtured Joe thus far to his requirements, and Joe was totally infatuated by Max. Max timed it during a particularly emotional conversation where Joe was especially emotionally vulnerable and needy - as Max pulled him into the shadows on a deserted street, gazed deep into his eyes and held him firmly. He was reading Joe's soul, waiting for Joe to respond as Max wanted and expected. This was the moment.

With eyes of adoration, Joe moved his head forward towards Max, his lips trembling.

Max's tongue sunk deep into Joe's mouth as Joe melted under the most passionate kiss he'd ever experienced. Max surged with passion as he saw his 'Victory Scene' in sight. Max took a deep drag on his cigarette and exhaled it deep into Joe's lungs.

As Joe's cravings increased, so did the number of cigarettes he smoked. Each meeting from that first kiss would involve regular passionate and deep embraces. The cafe meetings were long past, and they met in secluded locations. But, it would always feature smoking as they shared their saliva and exchanged the Marlboro smoke between their lungs. Joe was progressing exactly as Max required of him, as he increasingly fondled Joe's ass and began to push his finger into the rear seam of Joe's jeans during their outdoor sessions. The 'anal focus' needed to be developed for Joe's initiation into the Marlboro Club. Max wanted to impress the other members at his Victory Scene, displaying Joe's utter adoration and submission to Max... and his increasingly developing Marlboro fetish and smoking proficiency under Max's guidance.

On a few evenings, Max introduced some different Marlboro Club members to meet Joe on their walks. He wanted to show Joe off to some of his brothers, and wanted Joe to become comfortable meeting others with Max. He told Joe about the Marlboro Club, once he was confident about Joe's rapidly developing cigarette and Marlboro fetish. Joe was excited by it, and Max encouraged him in his eagerness. The Club had weekly evening meetings, and there'd always be at least one new initiate to assimilate into the organisation, and often more. The Marlboro Men's Club was expanding quickly, each member wearing their leather biker jacket uniform to the meetings.

It was time now. Joe was ready.

Three and a half months since the first meeting in the cafe, and Max was confident that everything was in place. Joe literally could hardly keep his hands off Max. He'd become Max's compliant and adoring puppy. Although they'd not yet 'consumated' their bond, Max had got Joe to practice at home with a but plug to prepare himself for Max penetrating him. Joe was eager for it. Max had moulded Joe so well to his requirements that Joe was even excited that his initiation would be public before the other members of the Club. He'd come such a long way from the straight young man with the girlfriend.

Max was satisfied, adding Joe to his collection of toys.

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Story continues at...

THE MARLBORO MEN'S CLUB - Part 2

[you-go-too-slow-for-me]

Title:

- Dan is going to get this channel deleted

Phil in video:

- er0tic bottle movements,

- gleeking everywhere,

- shouting nut repeatedly,

- saying he'd nut when people sing happy birthday,

- chilling with the ginger hareem,

- nipple twists to rice crispy treats,

- calling out Dan's Tony the Tiger fantasies

[lux-vitae]

In the Hareem by Fortunino Matania (1881-1963)

[bihansthot]

Been seeing a lot of Bi-Han/Liu Kang, Liu Kang/Bi-Han on Twitter lately and ya know what? I’m here for it. 🤤 Give me all the smutty Bi-Han content!!

Bi-Han x everyone! Bi Hareem Supremacy!!! Muahahahahahaha!!!

[trippinsorrows]

Hi! I remember you saying you saying you love perfumes/fragrances, what are some of your favorites?❤️

oh, friend…..

way tooo many! i will splurge on perfumes in a minute, but i also have a lot of non expensive faves! it’s just smelling good is a must 😭😭

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literally all of the ‘good girl’ perfumes by caroline herrera. no. i literally have them all. the og is my go to though. i get a ton of compliments every single time i wear it. 😭

valentino ’born in roma’

jimmy choo ‘i want choo’ and ‘i want choo forever’

ysl ‘mon paris’

‘juliette has a gun, not a perfume’

kayali ‘yummy pistachio’ or something like that

kayali ‘sparkling lychee’

jessica simpson ‘fancy’

‘red temptation’ and ‘rose gourmand’ by zara

i absolutely love arabic perfumes and have really been into those the past couple years.

they project farther and stronger and last longer. you can often find ‘dupes’ of high end fragrances, which is what i buy over my high end unless i really just can’t say no. like with my good girl ones 😭

‘ard al zaafaran hareem sultan’

‘taskeen caramel cascade’ by paris corner (dupe for bianco latte)

‘rave now’ by lattafa (dupe for burberry her)

‘khamrah’ by lattafa (dupe for angels share by killian)

‘pistachio khair’ by paris corner (significantly better dupe for the pistachio one by kayali. it lasts much longer and isn’t just a skin scent)

‘qissa pink’ by paris corner

‘mohra silky rose’ by lattafa

‘yara’ by lattafa

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i have an obsession with perfumes and body mists. it’s really bad 😭😭😭 i have like 6 perfumes coming this week, all arabic, so i’ll let yall know how it goes. 😂 they’re blind buys, but i do my research and know what scents i like, so it’s typically a good time lmao

[gabessquishytum]

I was joking with my friends about how guys think they convinced a girl to go home with him when she is wearing full on matching lingerie, because we all know she was definitely planning to have sex.

It fits perfectly with young Dream flirting with Hob. I would bet money on him wearing the sluttiest underwear imaginable for when he finally manages to break Hob.

- 🍃

Dream, stripping off his crop top and hareem pants to reveal black and silver lingerie with spiders web detail, garter belt, stockings etc: 👀

Hob: you know, it's almost like you planned this perfectly!

Dream, who has been planning this exact maneuver for the 18 months he's known Hob, and even made detailed notes on exactly when and where he was gonna seduce him: haha yes. almost. just so you know we have exactly 23 minutes to fuck before your office hours start. i know this because of reasons. also, i put lube in your desk drawer.

[sweettanya8]

[benchowmein]

Tolkien character description: Tall he was in stature, his gaze keen and clear. But time and burden had graven lines upon his face that a man of many years seemed he. He bore a spear long and gleaming, and his fine raiment caught in the light of the Sun many colours.

Martin character description: They called him many names, but Myrkus knew him as the Weathervane. His cock pointed all around him but he never went anywhere, so choice were all the whores before him. He had small eyes and great hands. Myrkus threw a bucket of slop on him. He woke, spluttering, and expleted, “Bugger off, cunt!”

Sanderson character description: He was a fair young knave, but his shirt was dirty, for he kept himself at his station, that being in a stable, though his eyes were those of a great king, and he never knew his father. He was found on the stable door as a baby wrapped in a cotton sheet and with a strange ring from a distant land, that bore the emblem of the royal family of Alabasator, but nobody knew what that meant.

Pratchett character description: To say Hareem Hapless was mad as a box of frogs would be an understatement, unless if the box was the size of a house, and the frogs were the size of tureens. His wiry shock of hair bristled with electricity, his nose wavered like a shy mouse’s snout peering into the castle kitchens, and his fingers had three phalanges, owing to an experiment one or two years ago with a Quirmish finger-trap.