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SUMMARY: An exotic spell unleashes a myriad of sensory delights.

In the ancient city of Suzin, Yasmin struggles with her desires. Her husband, Anwar, is an Emperor's soldier undertaking a crusade. In his absence Yasmin's physical needs are brazen and heated, and she wishes to master them.

Seeking a potion to quell her passion, she visits the mysterious soothsayer, Mistress Munya. In doing so, she discovers that the route to mastering her passion is entirely different than she might have imagined, and infinitely more pleasurable...

Mistress Munya presents Yasmin with a magical dildo, and weaves a seductive sensory spell that brings Yasmin one enchanted night of passion - together with a lifetime of female knowledge about the sensual world.

EXCERPT:

Night had fallen in the ancient city of Suzin, and although the moon was high in the sky, the narrow alleyways that wound through the clustered buildings of the city were shadowed and filled with mystery.

Yasmin's blood raced as she made her way to the soothsayer's house. She had her veil across her face and her head lowered, lest she be recognised. No one knew of her intentions -- not even her sister -- and she wished to keep it that way. She had dismissed the servants and informed her family that she would not be visiting tonight, after all. Instead, she was here, in the very heart of the city.

She hurried along the Street of Many Woman, where the taverns heaved with merchants who had pockets full of coins after a good day in the souk. Weaving her way amongst the revellers who were on their way home, she saw the women of the night who sought their customers amongst them. Yasmin looked at the whores with curiosity. A group of three of them were gathered together, gossiping in low voices beside an open doorway. The corridor beyond was fully lit and inviting.

One of them noticed Yasmin looking their way and put her hands on her hips, stepping closer to her as Yasmin passed. The woman's low-slung skirts bared her midriff, and a jewelled bodice barely covering the outline of her full breasts. The woman grinned at Yasmin, swirling her hips provocatively and gesturing towards the doorway. "You seek company, lady? We have women who can bring you much pleasure. Men too, if that is what you prefer. Anything you desire is possible."

Yasmin shook her head and hurried on, but glanced back at the woman as she did so. They did not have what she desired. No, a bought lover was not what she was here for at all. Even so, it made her hot and restless as she considered what might be going on inside the whorehouse. The lusty women made her even more aware of her physical needs, needs that had not been fulfilled for some time. It was as if lust filled her every thought and permeated the air around her, everything conspiring to make her even more aroused than she already was. The desire that had built inside her over the previous weeks was now nagging at her most insistently, eager for satiation.

She definitely needed the soothsayer's guidance.

Mercifully, she reached her destination soon after. She'd been told that a wooden sign over the door marked the house, and that it was close to the Inn of the Wealthy Merchant. Music and merriment spilled from the doorway of the Inn, and beyond it she saw the place. The soothsayer's name was carved onto the sign over the door.

Mistress Munya, Soothsayer and maker of spells.

The door was heavily studded, and a dish of oil burned in a hanging lantern at its side, indicating the soothsayer was there and ready to greet customers.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Yasmin knocked three times on the door. After several long moments, it opened. A tall man filled the space. His head was shaved, and his eyes glittered with promise even as he greeted her. His torso was naked. The swathe of white linen that hung from his hips only seemed to emphasise his sleek, male physique. He was an attractive creature, and Yasmin had to force herself to lower her eyelids lest she stare too eagerly.

"Do you seek the help of Munya, she who sees all and guides with wisdom and magic?"

Yasmin nodded and then followed him when he beckoned her into the interior. The hallway was simple, with whitewashed walls and a bare stone floor, but at the end of the corridor in an arched doorway a heavy beaded curtain caught her attention. Beyond it a myriad of colours danced before her eyes. The male servant led and then paused outside of the curtain, waiting for her.

When she hesitated, a seductive female voice beckoned to Yasmin from beyond, the lure of the invitation tugging at her, deep inside. "Come in," the voice encouraged, "tell me your wishes, your desires..."

Out now!