Civilizing Influences (closed)

[shannondreams]

As Shannon came down from the temple, a hush descended. The people crowded the streets to watch, but all that could be heard was the tinkling bells and the bangles at her wrists and ankles. For five years, she had stayed within the temple, pleasuring the men of the town for the honor of the goddess. She was the most sought after of the sacred whores, and now she was being sent to try to save the lives of every man, woman and child in the walls.

The sun shone on her bare breasts and belly, and she walked with pride, hiding her fear. She didn't fear for her life, for that had been given to the temple when she first came and found her place. She feared for the people of the town, and all the other towns in the plain that had not yet fallen to the wrath of the barbarians.

Her people were peaceful, farmers mostly, and when they fought they used the same stone-tipped spears and arrows that they hunted with. The barbarians came with bronze weapons and a merciless savagery that knew only destruction. They had stopped here, surrounding the town, trapping the people within the walls.

"Spare us," the townspeople said. "We will give you everything we have."

"What will we gain by sparing you?" the barbarians asked. "When we can take what we want?"

They had no answer, until Shannon came out of the temple.

"They can force my body," she said. "But the goddess only gives her blessing to what is freely given. I will show them what they are missing."

As the gate creaked open, the barbarian chief's guards rode up. They watched her as she walked out, alone, the long green cloth wrapped around her waist and shading her face. The gate closed and she looked up at the men on horseback.

"Will you bring me to your chief?" she asked.


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[Asobininryochan]

The men who looked at Shannon paused in appreciation of her beauty. Under normal circumstances – each would challenge the other for possession of her handsome figure; but Naga Vijaya forbade such nonsense!

Instead, with covetous looks, they escorted her through the camp that now invested the city with the impregnable stone walls. Women spat at her to make their jealousy known to the men who shielded her from the wrath of wives who feared for their survival (for everyone knows of the bewitching powers of the women who served the Goddess of the Stone City).

On the other hand, mothers with children averted their gaze from the witch and chastised their progeny for not doing likewise. However, a handful of girls - fascinated by Shannon’s exotic charms – defied their parents by actually looking on the emerald Devi travelling through their midst; who travelled ever closer to the centre and to the pavilion of their monarch: Naga Vijaya.

There, the Victorious Dragon practised with his new sword. A thing of beauty, of the finest bronze; he witnessed the smiths pour molten metal into the womb that would soon birth her into the world. When they finally removed the unpolished blade from her mold, Naga knew he would accept her and call her Rakshasi.

After they cleaned her and fitted her tang with a hilt of ivory made from the tusk of a bull elephant he personally slain with a gigantic spear that normally required several men to wield; Naga immediately left the craftsmen to dance with his new bride. However, another treasure caused him to sheathe Rakshasi in her sandalwood scabbard, fearing that his sword might injure him out of envy at seeing the new arrival.

In his enthusiasm to meet Shannon Devi, for he knew of no woman who can rival her loveliness in the camp, he availed himself without clothing (not even a lungi to cover his loins) which allowed the woman to fix her eyes upon the growth of hair that surrounded his erect manhood:

- You must be the one they call Shannon, yes?

 

[shannondreams]

She did her best to ignore the people as she passed through the camps of the barbarians. They were savages, simple enough to fear her, when it was they who had fallen on her people, bringing death and destruction. They leered, the women spat or looked away, as though she might curse them somehow. They were a people driven by fear and hate, but her people had done nothing to be feared, and if they were hated, it could only be out of envy.

She was pleased to see that their chief was ready for her, naked, with his cock hard. Perhaps they were not entirely barbaric. She smiled and gave a low bow, and when she stood, she let the green cloth fall in a pool at her feet. She was naked underneath, her body oiled and glistening in the sunlight, every hair plucked, so her skin was clean and unmarked.

"I am Shannon, yes," she said. She took a step towards him. "I come to ask you to spare the town."

She looked around her at the tribesmen, all watching her, wondering what she would do, what power she had to turn their horde aside.

"You know what you can take by force, and your women know how to entice the strong to take them," she said. She bent over, pushing her ass out, wriggling it crudely. "A bitch in heat knows how to entice a dog that way, and a mare knows how to call a stallion. You are not a dog that eats scraps. You are not a stallion to be ridden and whipped into battle. You are a man, a chief of men." She walked towards him, and when she was a step away from him she stopped.

"The goddess sees your power," she said. "She begs you to spare the town. She asks you to accept as a gift, given freely, what you would otherwise take with sword and fire. She asks you to let me show you how a woman submitting freely differs from a bitch taken by force."

She sank to her knees in front of him, resting her hands on his knees. She leaned over him, letting her silky, dark hair brush over his bare thighs, her soft breasts pressing gently against his knees.

"I am a servant of the goddess, and I have learned the arts of love," she whispered. "Do not destroy my people, but rule us, and let me teach you the ten thousand caresses. All the ways that a woman can please a man."

 

[Asobininryochan]

The Deva Naga Vijaya looked down upon this woman with curiosity. Her words sufficiently caused his loins to salivate with hunger for her womb. Indeed, she added fuel to his desires by stroking his lower half with her hair – not to mention her nipples – which pleasurably pressed against his knees. Offering his hand, he hoped to help her rise and then addressed his guest:

- Arise, Shannon Devi! I shall hear your suit in the privacy of my pavilion!

As he guided Shannon back to his tent, one of his arms enveloped her in his embrace. With no distance between them, Naga’s penis lay flat upon Shannon’s hip. (The coarse hairs on his groin brushed into her rear as his other hand rubbed the smooth mound of her womanhood.)

When they reached the shade of his dwelling, a retinue of nude servants waited to attend their master and his companion. As a maid came to fellate his member, he allowed the thrall to serve his cock by lying upon a rugged floor piled with cushions; and spreading his legs to give the slave better access to his genitals.

At the same time, he gently eased Shannon next to him and gestured toward the boys and girls eager to see to the Devi’s needs (for each of the naked menials masturbated – stroking the shafts of their hardened pricks or massaging their equally erect clitorises - in anticipation of being chosen by the courtesan from city of stone):

- Would you like any one of them to pleasure your yoni, Shannon Devi?

 

[shannondreams]

As he pulled her into his tent, she felt his lust, rubbing against her as he groped at her crudely. He lay on a pile of cushions, no doubt stolen from other towns he had ravaged, and a slave came to take him in her mouth. Shannon lay beside him and watched the girl slaving over his cock.

"Thank you, mighty chieftain," she said. "But I could take no pleasure from a slave. Passion and lust cannot be compelled." She stroked the slave's hair as she worked. "Your slave here does what she is compelled to. Maybe she is afraid not to, or maybe she hopes that by appearing eager, you will bestow some favor upon her. Does she take any pleasure in what she does for you? She will tell you she does, because she is a slave and she knows she must tell you what you want to hear. Perhaps a warm mouth and a pretty lie is enough for you."

"Even the simplest peasant in our towns knows what it means to be pleasured willingly," she said. "When our girls wish to become women, they give themselves at the temple, because pleasure given freely honors the goddess. Those like myself, who find joy in serving this way stay on as priestesses and learn the goddesses secrets."

"It's within your power to take the town, kill the men, destroy the temple, steal whatever treasure catches your eye and rape whichever women you desire, as you have done in the other towns you have taken." She looks at one of the pillows and smiles, recognizing the symbol of one of the towns the barbarians had destroyed. "We have many pillows. You can take them all and call them yours if you wish, but they will still represent us. Or, you could spare us, and we will make pillows that honor you, with the symbols of your clan, your family, you."

"If you choose, you can rape me or kill me or make me one of your slaves." She pulled the girl off of his cock and ran her fingers along the long shaft, tracing the veins with her nails. "Before you make that choice, though, would you like to see what pleasure freely given feels like?"

 

[Asobininryochan]

At first, the one orally stimulating the Deva enjoyed Shannon’s attentive petting. Taking the hand not massaging her master’s balls, she employed her fingers to digitally explore the Devi’s bald pudenda, which contrasted with her own hirsute mound. However, she found the interruption of her fellatio by the newcomer rude and her countenance communicated her displeasure to Naga.

Wishing to preserve peace within his harem, Naga Vijaya silently reproached the servant. On the other hand, he comprehended her frustration and bade her to lay with him; opposite of the Devi stroking his tumescent member. Indeed, the Deva kissed her pregnant belly and proclaimed that she carried a boy when the unborn child vigorously kicked the hand that caressed its mother’s swollen stomach. Furthermore, before he spoke to Shannon once more, he brought the girl’s bosom to his mouth and proceeded to suckle from her milk-laden breasts:

- Come and mount me, Dear Devi.

Taking up the priestess’s offer to dispose of her body in any manner he saw fitting; Naga manipulated her hips and had her straddle his loins. With one hand, he steadied her body as his other hand helped his manhood inside the temple prostitute’s vagina. He then encouraged her to ride his male organ; thrusting upwards into that point where the scholars of the scrolls he treasured for their wisdom professed that:

A man lancing his Lingam in this spot shall surely bring a woman to ecstasy!​

As his hands wandered from her waist up to her breasts, he played with her erect nipples, milking them out of curiosity – to see if milk flowed from them if he applied enough pressure:

- Tell me, Shannon Devi…

Naga Deva failed to complete his statement. Smelling a fragrant scent coming from the Devi, his head (along with the upper half of his body) rose to discover the source of this aroma. When he found the source originating from her cleavage, Naga brought his nose into the valley of Shannon’s bosom and inhaled the rich odour. Once he satisfied that impulse, he pushed the priestess down onto another pile of pillows. Now the dominant partner in their coupling, he collected her legs and brought Shannon’s knees next to her chest as continued lunge his penis lovingly into her yoni:

- Would you bear me children if I were to spare your city?

 

[shannondreams]

She mounted him, feeling him slide easily into her slippery cunt. His cock filled her and pleasured her, and she slowly began to grind her hips, moving him inside her, making her toes curl with ecstasy. He watched her with a detachment that seemed to border on disinterest. She knew he could have any one of dozens of slaves at any moment, and there was no urgency whatsoever.

He pinched her nipples with a look of curiosity, and she felt the first spasms of pleasure flashing through her body. She rocked her hips, letting his cock hit her where she needed him, and her hands clenched into tight little fists as she let out a shuddering moan.

A moment later, he threw her on her back, bending her legs back. She grinned and hooked her toes behind his neck as he began to stroke into her. She brought her hands up between them, letting her nails trace spirals on his broad pectorals. Her pussy clenched again, another orgasm making her eyes roll back with delight. This time she only gasped and held her breath as it swept over her.

"Of course," she whispered, when she had caught her breath. "If the goddess permits a child to stir in my womb, it would be a desecration not to bear it."

 

[Asobininryochan]

- Good!

The Deva exclaimed as he ejaculated into her quivering orifice. His calloused hands clenched her limbs for balance as his body quaked with ecstasy. The smoothness of her shaved legs brought a surprising sensation that differed from the times he held the women of his harem in a similar situation.

Although he still thought the practice of removing body hair foreign and akin to desiring to bed girls instead of grown women fit to bear children; his manhood continued to play with her sex without his urging – as Naga’s lingam continued to plumb the warm depths of Shannon’s tightening yoni.

Bending down to put more of his weight on her body, the warlord also wanted to steal a kiss from her lips. As his mouth met hers, he savoured the flavour of her lipstick before declaring:

- Then you shall remain as my wife and…

At the same time he spoke to the priestess, the pregnant slave girl spread her master’s buttocks and licked his anus. Then, inserting a finger into his rear, she massaged his prostate as she took his scrotum into her mouth; which gave enough stimuli to make the Deva loose another load of his seed into the courtesan’s hopefully expectant belly.

For a moment, Naga Vijaya lost the power of speech as his thrusting organ kept on rubbing against Shannon Devi’s wet passage (even after his male member emptied his balls of sperm). Fortunately, the ability to speak returned to the Deva as he added:

- Bear me many children….