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‘Naama, could I speak with you for a minute please?’ The High Priestess stood aside to let Naama enter her chamber. ‘Sit, please.’ Naama did so, back straight, eyes slightly widened in concern, hands folded in her lap.

‘You’re not in trouble, Naama, don’t look so frightened. I just need your help with one of the girls,’ the High Priestess said, sitting gracefully amidst the flowing folds of a midnight blue gown that fell and settled softly into order around her.

The Priestess picked up a silver tea pot, her arm perfectly aligned into the graceful curve the girls had to practice over and over until their elbows and wrists cramped. Each movement the High Priestess made as she poured the deep amber liquid was part of the one before and the one after such that each was part of a long, smooth wave of motion. She poured the spicy scented tea into two delicate china cups without a ripple or so much as a single drop spilled. Then motioning to the cup closest to Naama in invitation she picked up her own cup cradling it between her hands.

Picking up the cup carefully, as she’d been taught, Naama thought about her place in the inner courtyard. She knew she was an anomaly having had only two lovers and a handful of other experiences to date. There might have been a third, someone she had liked very much, but he’d been killed in the outer sector where the war was still being fought.

She’d met with him in one of the private pavilions along the waterfront the last time she’d seen him and while she wasn’t ready to decide on whether to take him as her third taimirah, she had let him go farther than she’d allowed the other two prior to taking her fully. With the first it was expected that no serious sexual contact occurred prior to the ceremony, though some girls preferred some experience before their actual ceremony night.

Although not permitted to complete the act, they could do just about everything else as long as they were discrete about it. They were also not permitted to have anal relations or to take the boy into their mouths. While the latter was a deserved right of all men, the former was a deserved right of women, at least those chosen to be trained within the center courtyard. That meant that anal relations were under the prerogative of the woman and she could refuse should she choose to do so.

Naama had refused both her first lovers in this. While she wasn’t opposed completely to sexual pain, having a romantic attraction to showing the man she was with her commitment to his pleasure, anal relations was a type and level of pain she did not feel she would be able to tolerate. Each of the girls was required to be tested in all manner of the arts from the most basic – touching of the lips and having a finger gently inserted into their mouths to suck on, to tastes of the most exotic, involving bondage and having a variety of object placed at the entrances to both lower openings without being told ahead of time that none would actually be inserted.

Not knowing if any of the large, rough or electrified objects might be inserted, tested the ratio involving the girls fantasies compared to her readiness to experiment where pain was involved. This served to help instruct the girls prior to obtaining a long term or permanent patron who might rightfully make such demands of them depending on the largesse of his Patron fee.

The men who became patrons were not the same boys who the girls first explored their sexuality with in the inner courtyard. These men were from the next ring out and while they had not been trained as the boys of the inner courtyard had been, they had received training in allowing their full male constitution to determine their sexual desires without guild, shame or regret. Many of those desires had been experienced and honed with sexual slaves when the men went on Adventure Recreations Departures in the slaves sector. This provided them with the knowledge to pursue hard and rough play with their subjugates, while also further educating them on how to carry out extreme forms of numerous sexual acts giving them the confidence to pursue them.

Patron’s became a girl’s lord-master, and protector, and she was expected to show her appreciation, fealty and dedication to her patron in whatever it was he wished, provided it did not fully overstep the acts listed as hard refusal’s in her contract.The girls had been told that the most serious experimentation was under the category of deserved rights for them. However, the High Priestess had also stated that at some point a patron would likely expect that they choose at least one thing from the category on their hard refusal list as an indication of willingness to accept the male’s right to dominance. Naama knew that many Patron’s insisting on at least attempting a variety of acts on their hard refusal list.

This was the natural social order of the new world society, though what a male’s right to dominance meant differed in terms of remaining rights for women, depending on where the women found herself. The further out from the center courtyard one went the more a woman’s rights decreased. No women were normally allowed in the outer three rings. The first of these was where the medical services for their soldiers was located, while the second was a staging area for those fighting where they either entered or exited the active war zone. The outer most ring was the actual combat theater where the war was taking place.

The reason women weren’t permitted in those zones was that first, as you got further away from the center the deserved rights of women were respected less and less. Sexual slaves, who had no deserved rights at all served in the zone just inside the soldier’s medical zone. Sexual slaves were the lowest status in the new world. Naama didn’t know what was less than no rights but she really didn’t want to find out.

The second reason women were banned from the outer three rings was that the men there were given implants that blocked much of the impulse control governed by the frontal lobe of the brain. This part of the brain led to behavioral disinhibition in terms of violence. Without it, well, things must have gotten exceedingly frightening. The men were also regularly dosed with testosterone such that their levels were constantly kept extremely high, another measure intended to increase their willingness to commit violence against the enemy. While an agent was included that prohibited them from feeling violent urges towards their fellow soldiers, this did not extend to women as no women served in the military.

Only women convicted of the most heinous crimes ever spent time in the outer three zones and then only as punishment for their crimes. Some of the possible sexual acts that such a woman might find herself forced to endure had been described to them by the High Priestess in an effort to encourage them to live on the right side of the law. Yet there were countless others that were either only hinted at or left entirely to the girl’s imaginations as judged too disturbing to share with them. Given what had been described, Naama could only imagine what had been withheld, and she was determined that such a fate would never befall her.

Naama knew what she could likely tolerate and what she likely could not. This was based on the testing that occurred throughout their education. They tested t a girl’s tolerance for anal relations by inserting a probe into her anus. Since this was related to a deserved right for the girl she was permitted to ask that the insertion be stopped if it became too painful for her. The probe started out thin, about half the circumference of her pinky and slowly thickened by ‘joints’ like the ones in a finger. At the end of each ‘joint’ the insertion was paused so the girl could try to acclimate to the sensation and level of pain or to allow her to say’ stop’. As soon as the second pause began, with the probe inserted barely an inch, Naama had quickly said stop.

Naama silently sipped her t
ea, lowering it to admire the design and how thin the china was. You could see the rich color of the tea through the wafer thin porcelain on which was painted the palest pink roses held aloft by pastel mint green leaves. No one knew from where the High Priestess had gotten the china service as it was thought all such things of beauty had been destroyed in the wars many ages past. The service was truly a treasure, one of many that belonged to the High Priestess it was rumored. Most believed the objects were gifts from patrons from an earlier time in her life.

Her famed Fabergé Egg, the Rosebud Egg, sat in its place of honor on the high alter of sacrifice. The egg was given by Tzar Nicholas II to his new wife in 1894 of the old calendar. The egg was not a favorite of the Tzarina since its blood red enamel reminded her of the fact her son suffered from hemophilia, a bleeding disorder without apparent cure. The color, of course, held positive significance for the girls ceremony for bleeding during the ritual was believed to be a sign of pleasing the spirits of motu corporum in gyrum.

The alter held items that were related to the girls’ Claret Tantra ceremony, items they were loaned so as to look radiant, and innocent yet knowing , a phrase that was embedded within them from shortly after being selected to follow the path of the chosen. The night of a girl’s ceremony would be preceded by a full day of preparation by the other priestess acting almost like ladies in waiting, helping her bath, dress in her undergarments of silk and linen, and accompany her to the chamber of the High Priestess. The High Priestess would greet the girl and her entourage and vacate the premises for the day while the other priestess helped the girl use items that had been arrayed upon the high alter for her use this night.

The final contracts would have already been signed by the High Priestess and the High Priest of Dagon, the leader of the Dagonian establishment and the male equivalent of the High Priestess. Yet whereas the girls of the inner courtyard were taught the art of the science of love, a serious discipline that must be practices and learned over much of a young woman’s lifetime, the boys were taught quite differently.

Given the nature of the male dominated society, the boys were taught how to access their inner most desires and come to accept them as part of who they were, learning to believe that those things which they wanted and originally believed they should be ashamed of wanting was the opposite. These desires were what made them men. Embracing these desires even if all of the girls and later women they came into contact with would not abide by some of these desires, they were also taught ways to convince women that their desires were good and wholesome, that for the woman to truly serve him as she was expected to meant allowing at least some of these desires to be acted out.

Many of the girls had a difficult time understanding these ways and paths of instruction since women had deserved rights so how could these rights exist when men had base desires they were encouraged to give into, even the first time. Patrons were said to have the right to ask for things which a girl had been taught she could refuse but actually couldn’t. There were many group discussions about this and over time the girls were able to hold the competing ideas together, at least as long as they remained within the inner courtyard which was encircled by the outer courtyard and then the walls of the outer court which were huge and within which the boys lived and learned.

Naama took another sip of her tea carefully raising it, bringing it to mouth and slightly tilting it just enough for a swallow of the honey sweetened heated liquid to be gathered into her mouth. For a moment she thought there was the taste of peach blossoms, though how she knew from those she was unsure. Placing her cup on its matching saucer, and balancing it perfectly upon her knee as she had been taught, she waited for the High Priestess to inform her of her task.

After, another moment of companionable silence, the Priestess said, ‘The girl’s name is Emerald. She should have selected a lover last month and still is no closer to doing so now. She reminds me of you , her stubbornness, her refusal to choose.’

‘But what good would I be,’ Naama asked, confused. ‘ I was the exact same way. How could that possibly help her?’

‘I don’t think you are giving yourself enough credit, Naama. Consider perhapst explaining how your beliefs came about and how these beliefs colored your willingness to take your first lover. You are free to tell her as much or as little as you want so long as you think before speaking and determine the reason you a sharing something. Whatever you choose to tell her is up to you. I only ask that you give great consideration to everything that you intend to say. Impress upon her how it was that you were finally able to make the choice and how relieved you were to finally have turned that corner just as she will be. She simply has to choose.

‘Not so simple for some of us,’ Naama thought. But if the High Priestess wanted Naama to try to explain what came to pass leading up to her own Claret Tantra ceremony to the girl she would do so. She gave the High Priestess a slight nod of acquiescence and lifted the light porcelain cup to her mouth once more, her movement calm and flowing, so as not to give away her discomfort at sharing her reasoning, desires, hopes, dreams and fears.

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FeetFinder

I wonder if Feet Finder ever gets visitors who are just looking for a brand of sneakers that puts out irregular sizes for their weird-ass feet. But, of course, since you’re reading this on ThePornDude, you probably already know precisely what kind of foot-based fun you’ll find on this site. It isn’t a shop for corrective orthopedic insoles; I’ll tell you that much, so apologies to the podiatrists looking for endorsement deals. But, on the other hand, if you became a foot doctor because toes...

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Aphrodite wakes part 2

Three weeks after David had bought the house, it was ready to move into. The crew had come in on date and on cost despite the extra’s David came up with. Besides checking up on the progress, David had also gone furniture shopping. He had bought everything local and had gotten to know the town’s people rather well. Maggie had pointed out the best stores and in those three weeks they had become good friends. They didn’t have sex anymore after the first day but the flirting continued. What...

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THANK YOU APHRODITEA XENA AND GABRIELLE TALE

Xena awoke abruptly from a deep slumber, momentarily disoriented, but felt a sweet calm settle over her once she saw Gabrielle curled up on the opposite side of smoldering camp fire, stirring slightly but not awakening. It was the blush of a new day and a pale, fragile light just barely illuminated the sky above. Xena stretched her long limbs and rose. She was not wholly comfortable sleeping in the nude but her wardrobe was washed the previous afternoon and hung from the lower branches of a...

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The Club Aphrodite

What follows is a true story. I originally wrote it over 30 years ago and has sat in an archive for which frankly, I had no plan. Just as the archive seemed destined for destruction with my eventual demise, unexpectedly my personal circumstances changed. I had been retired for over ten years when, without warning, my wife decided to divorce me. Although English Law allowed her to clear of with the loot, it did at least release me from an obligation which, for her sake, I would never have dared...

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Aphrodite of the Sea

Ah, the salty sea breeze, the gentle rocking of the boat, and the sound of nothing but waves and sea life, there is no better feeling than the feeling you get when you're deep sea fishing. You've been at this for years, actually having gotten pretty good at it, but still never landing anything worth mounting on the wall at home. Last year, you almost caught this huge swordfish, but a shark landed it before you and took half of your fishing line with him. This year, you're determined to catch a...

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Becoming Aphrodite ch 02

Becoming Aphrodite Ch 02Jennifer and I remained completely silent on the way home. She was probably half daydreaming about what had just happened but also very apprehensive of the conversation to come. We started to talk when we got home, she said she was sorry about all this but she needed to explore her sexuality and threw a hint at mine, suggesting I should do the same:-“So you want me to have sex with other girls as well” I asked,-“Do whatever you want, but I’m not sure it is really what...

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Becoming Aphrodite Ch 01

My wife and I have been married for 10 years. She is a beautiful brunette of 5'8" and 120 pounds. With her long hair and her cute and innocent face, she looks a lot like the porn star Cheyenne Silver. I would dare to say she's even prettier: her extraordinary green eyes are totally unforgettable and even the famous porn star I mentioned could not compete with her.We got married very young and we were very happy for many years but Jennifer was slowly changing, discovering parts of her which...

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The Aphrodite Wendslydale School for Girls Ch 02

Chapter 2: Meanwhile, Back At the School… As Wilton Hargrane, the Dean of Students at the Aphrodite Wendslydale School for Girls, pressed the button to terminate his phone call to Alan Sloan he returned his attention to the meeting with the school’s Chief Conditioning Consultant, Dr. Amos Memser and the school’s Headmistress, Olivia DeMonde. He had placed the entire conversation on speaker so that the other two could hear it. ‘I think that went well,’ Wilton said smugly. He looked down over...

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Aphrodite wakes part 1

David Gant checked his map one more time. When he marked the route to Sylvain Grove he knew they would come near Wilson Lake, but not at it. Wondering where he had taken a wrong turn he turned around and took a deep breath of the fresh morning air. So much better than the city he thought, this will be great for Tillie. Mathilde, or Tillie, still sat in the car looking at the lake. She was a good looking girl and for 15 years old, physically very mature. Her mind however was not so lucky....

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Aphrodite BnB

Michael Castillo looks at his Greek Goddess of a wife, Petra as she enters their bedroom, having just finished a shift at one of her uncle's bars. He begins to drown in her ocean-colour eyes and the wavy flow of brown hair. The two had met when he arrived from the USA to Petra's high school via a student exchange program and fell in love near-instantly. Soon after school, they got married and spent their honeymoon on the island of Santorini, where they've been living for a year now in the town...

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Agent Aphrodite

You are Jennifer Beasley, codenamed Agent Aphrodite. You work as a field agent for the Bureau of Obscured Operations Begetting Subversion, or BOOBS for short, a secretive semi-private intelligence agency working to obstruct the plans of national and international evildoers. You are twenty-seven years old, a natural blonde and have to keep very fit because of your job. Right now you're in a seedy nightclub with your partner for this mission, Bobby Bartek. You're here because you've recently...

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Techno Aphrodite

“DJ Stephanie…is DJ Stephanie doing a set here tonight?”“Ah Stephanie, no, no. Tomorrow, nine o’clock. You come back then.”Mick smiled and blinked hard as he looked at the man’s glistening, dark brown eyes. Eyes set into a hairy, brown Aegean face that was framed by the dazzlingly white wall beyond. The man had moments ago emerged from a square, black door at the top of a short flight of steps in response to the bell. He now turned, rapidly descended the steps and without looking back added,...

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The Temple of Aphrodite

Welcome, reader. If you are reading this, then you are aware, if only just, of what is ahead. You are the master. The chooser. The puppet master of the character Jennifer Stone as she traverses the Temple of Aphrodite. Will you get her out of the Temple unchanged? Will you get her out, but have her changed in some way? Or will you have her trapped within the temple walls? The choice is up to you. And now a word from the creator: know that this is a moderated story. If anyone wants to submit a...

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Worship Sessions are for life not just

Although a Worship Session may only last a couple of hours at most, the effects last years, decades even. It’s not just the memories, the photos, emails before and after the Session, anything She gave you to keep after the Session – Her stockings, or things She wrote on your worship sheets – but I was lucky enough to acquire (quite legally) a camcorder soon after my first-ever Worship Sessions started. So although the Session might be over far too quickly, they can be enjoyed time and time...

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Worship Sessions with Miss Melanie

When I first met Her, She called Herself Lisa – this is the story of nearly 7 years of worship.I thought it’s about time I told the full story of these. ‘Worship Sessions’ are where a wanker who worships a Girlie-Goddess (in my case a girl who poses) is allowed into the presence of his Goddess to present worship sheets, worship videos, poems, stories, and any other worship material that he does for Her. This is pre Internet so everything is hand-written or typed. Depending on the Goddess, he...

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Four Feet

Hi, BDSM Library readers! Please email me your comments and suggestions for this story, on [email protected], I would be truly delighted to receive any kind of comments on any little aspect of my writing, and hey, I can even serve you with better stories if you do. In fact, I suggest opening up a little notepad window, and typing down everything you like/hate as you read J Also, you can support the author of these stories, an amateur Indian writer named Suhas Kaushik (me!), by going over...

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My Aunts Tired Smelly Feet

When I was a kid, I often caught myself staring at my mom’s feet. They were quite large and very tired looking. Unfortunately, that was it. I never had the courage or guts to make an attempt to touch them or sniff them. After all, it was my mom…..that would be a little too awkward for me. The fact that I would sometimes jack off to my mom’s feet at night made me feel very guilty and dirty. That is where my aunt comes into the story. My dad’s brother, my uncle, got married when I was 14 years...

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Teased and denied by my Mistresss Feet

Teased and denied by my Mistress’s FeetMy wife always knew I had a foot fetish. She loved the attention I would lavish on her feet, allowing me to provide her with long intimate foot massages when ever she wished, dutifully giving her a pedicure each week, to ensure her toenails were always perfectly painted, and that her soles, heels and toes were soft and supple. She would often indulge my insatiable fetish by allowing me to kiss her bare feet during sex, knowing just how much it would turn...

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At my Mothers Feet

"Hello earth to Mr. Dion?" Jumping at the sound of my name I looked up to see the professor staring at me. "Umm Yes Mrs. Richards?" I asked. "Well Mr. Dion, my initial question was; 'are you paying attention', and I believe you just answered that." "Sorry Mrs. Richards." I said lamely, feeling myself blush a little as several of the other students around me laughed. "You will be if you don't pass the exam on Friday Billy," Mrs. Richards said shaking her head. "I know US History isn't part of...

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Feet

Reddit Feet, aka r/Feet! I’m going to gain access to any of a chick’s best bits I’m choosing her pussy or tits. Maybe even her asshole if I’m feeling especially kinky and want some of that anal action. But feet? Come on, that’s like saying you want to get jerked off by her eyelid.Maybe I don’t fucking get it. Plenty of people have foot fetishes: a female foot basically plays a supporting role in every Quentin Tarantino film. Harvey Weinstein would dip his foot in peanut butter, and while his...

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The World at Emmas Feet

It was Sunday morning, and Guy Carson, financial advisor in public, dominant in private, glanced at his watch. Ten minutes to eleven. At 11 am, his new submissive, Emma Morgan, would start. Six other ladies had taken on this task. Two had given up within two weeks of service, causing Guy to impose a thousand dollar holding until two months of being submissive had elapsed. That money was returned when two months were over. All four had taken their money back and left.Each had been adequate with...

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Love the Neighbours Feet

Love The Neighbour's FeetEvery day Jason watched from his window as she left for work.Jason was thrilled to see her in her waitress uniform.She wore a fluffy white blouse, black pants and the same white sneakers each day.She'd leave to work the brunch shift and work until after the dinner rush.Jason had her schedule down pat. He longed to get up the courage to talk to her.He'd lived across the street from her since she moved in six months ago. But his nerve never allowed it.Jason was a widower...

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My Cousins Sexy Feet

I have had a foot fetish ever since I was a child. Unfortunately, I never had any avenues to satisfy my fondness for feet. During the course of my teenage years into my early twenties, I dated, made out, and went round the bases with girls my own age, and while I enjoyed a very normal sex life, I was in no position to explore my foot fetish. I kept my fetish strictly confidential. I would have been far too embarrassed to admit to any of my high school or college girlfriends that I was...

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