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The Society of Atreus
by C. A. Smith ©2005
Part 1
It all began with certain drawings.
She had come across them on the internet one night almost two years ago whenshe felt a little lonely, a little horny. She was just bopping around, lookingfor something that would stir up a bit of a tingle in that bodily zone thatwas her chief source of solace, bliss and ecstasy. Looking for something alittle naughty. Something a little outrageous. She'd found it all right! Firstthe drawings, then stories to go with them. It was the beginning of a fantasylife that never failed to send her straight through solace and bliss righton up to ecstacy!
A life which she kept carefully locked in a closet.
People would think she was crazy if they knew. Maybe she was. But she didn'tcare, as long as she could keep it to herself. Her own secret thrill. In everyother respect she looked and acted perfectly ordinary. Nobody knew.
What they saw was a beautiful young woman of Chinese extraction named MingMing Xo who sold real estate for Abacus Realtors in the L.A. area and dateda bevy of up-and-coming young men of every racial and ethnic persuasion. Whatclueless people saw was an elegant body honed to spectacular shapeliness byyears of competitive skating and aerobic exercise, capped by a short, lustrousmop of jet black hair. Few men could look upon her delicate face without marvelingat its perfection. To gaze too long into her black eyes was to lose your soul.Few woman could appraise her flawless golden complexion without envy. Drovesof young men fell in love with her because they could not resist her gentlepersonality, captivating intelligence and ? perhaps most of all ? her sensualfeminine magnetism.
She made sure none of them discovered her dark secret, although she did subjectthe best prospects to a sly test. If some new good-looking guy managed to passher first and second date criteria (decent restaurants, interesting conversation,appropriate attention to her, respectful behavior, and a sense of humor) shewould invite him up to her apartment for ?a drink.? She would have left somecopies of those drawings in plain view on the coffee table where he could seethem as he waited for her to return from the kitchen with the drinks. If hemade no mention of them when she returned, or was inspecting them with a disgustedlook on his face, she would immediately classify him as a ?temp.? Good forthe occasional overnight, but not compatible for anything serious. If, on theother hand, he was examining the pictures with apparent interest and said somethinglike, ?What's this?!? she would answer, ?An artist named Dolcett drew that.What do you think of it?? His answer would determine whether he, too, wouldbe relegated to the temp list. So far, after nearly two years, she'd enjoyedmany a good romp but had found no one who shared her ?weird? interest.
Then on two warm June evenings three years ago, everything changed.
The first evening ? a Monday following a so-so weekend in Vegas with a contractorwho thought he could impress Ming Ming by letting her lose a truckload of hismoney ? she had logged on to the internet, gone to her favorite reading siteand found a new story centered around her secret fantasy. The excitement sheshould have felt with her clueless contractor in Vegas rushed on her full boreas she read the futuristic tale of a sixteen year old girl named Ara. In thestory Ara was an only child living in a time when the need for population controland scarcity of food had led to laws requiring that every other child bornto any woman, starting with the first, must be registered with the governmentas meat, to be called up at age sixteen for slaughter and processing. As afirst-born child herself, Ming Ming empathized with and, perversely, enviedthe doomed Ara. When she got to the part where the girl was slaughtered andbutchered, she had the most extreme orgasm she'd ever experienced. She hadimmediately sent off an e-mail to the author describing her response to thestory and thanking him for contributing it.
The next evening, Tuesday, Ming Ming received an e-mail from the author invitingher to join him on IM. She wasted no time doing so. His address name was Atreus.
MING: Your story was wonderful! I still get shivers thinking about it.
ATREUS: Ty. It's my favorite theme.
MING: Is that your real name? Atreus?
ATREUS: No. It's the name of a Greek who was pissed off at his brother Thyestesbecause Thyestes had screwed Atreus' wife. For revenge he killed Thyestes'children, cooked them up and tricked Thyestes into eating them for dinner.
MING: Wow! I'd have liked to have been there!
ATREUS: At the table?
MING: ON the table.
ATREUS: Even better! So you enjoy stories of cannibalism?
MING: The thought of being turned into meat makes me wet!
ATREUS: LOL! You're my kind of girl!
Every night after that Ming Ming logged on to her IM and every night Atreuswould be on hand for more conversation. During the day she should could barelyconcentrate on her work for thinking about the subject that dominated theirdiscussions. Every night she wolfed down her frozen Weight Watchers meal soshe could log on again. Then, after about a week, the conversations took afateful turn.
MING: Wouldn't it be a kick if there really were secret clubs or organizationswhere people get cooked and eaten?
ATREUS: But there are. How do you suppose I'm able to describe the flavorsof various body parts so vividly?
MING: What do you mean?
ATREUS: I mean such groups do exist.
MING: You've met people who belong to actual cannibal groups?
ATREUS: Absolutely. In fact, I belong to one.
MING: No way!
ATREUS: Does that shock you?
MING: Not at all. But I find it rather hard to believe.
ATREUS: It's a fact. You interested?
MING: Of course I'm interested. If it's TRUE.
ATREUS: I assure you it is true. The group I belong to is called the Societyof Atreus and meets at least twice a year, in February and August. That's whenwe cook and consume one of our female members in what we call the Great Feastof Atreus.
MING: The society is named after you?
ATREUS: LOL. No. I took the name of the Society for my code name as an author.It's a secret society so only the members know the relevance of the name. Andnow you, of course.
MING: How many members are there?
ATREUS: At the moment about twenty men and an equal number of girls. Theycome from all over the US, but usually only six to eight couples attend anygiven feast.
MING: Can anyone join?
ATREUS: Anyone we trust. But females can't be over thirty-nine.
MING: Why not?
ATREUS: Because eventually they'll be eaten.
MING: So?
ATREUS: Older women are too tough and stringy.
MING: What about the men?
ATREUS: We don't eat men. They're ALWAYS too tough and stringy. LOL
MING: I'm supposed to believe all this?
ATREUS: It's absolutely true!
MING: I'm going to be really pissed if you're yanking my chain!!!
ATREUS: And I wouldn't blame you. But seeing is believing. Care to see foryourself?
(Ming Ming froze. Was this real? Her heart was pounding so hard her breathcame out in little gasps.)
ATREUS: Why the hesitation? Cold feet? Maybe YOU?RE the one yanking on chains.Maybe YOU'RE the fraud.
MING: No No! I'm just kinda stunned. I'm caught halfway between wanting tobelieve you and thinking it can't be.
ATREUS: Don't blame you. We have to bring in at least two new female membersa year, for obvious reasons, and most of the girls we invite feel the sameway at first. Which reminds me: I'm assuming you ARE female. Are you?
MING: LOL. Yes.
ATREUS: How old?
MING: 23.
ATREUS: Vitals? Be honest, now!
MING: 5'4. 34B x 24 x 35. 121 lbs. Chin-length black hair, dark brown eyes.I'm Chinese-American. My folks are from Beijing. I'm not as athletic as I usedto be, but I'm still firm where it counts (LOL). I have lots of guys hittingon me all the time so I must be fairly attractive. Will that do?
ATREUS: You sound ideal!
MING: In your story they eat girls at 16. Maybe I'm too old andtough.
ATREUS: Actually, you're at the ideal age. In my story the concern was tobalance the quality and quantity of the meat while minimizing the cost of raisingit. Actually, the ideal age for girl-meat ranges from 16 to 25. Calves (girlsunder 18) have very tender meat, but we make it a point not to recruit minorsbecause it's too chancy. Of course, if the young daughter of a Member wantsto volunteer as livestock (and some do), we'll accept her because that's safe.
MING: I getting very wet here! I hope YOU'RE being honest!
ATREUS: I promise you, it's all true. Look, let's simplify things. I'm inSan Francisco. Where are you?
MING: L.A.
ATREUS: Not that far. How about we get together, you and I and another couplefrom the Society. You name the place. Somewhere in LA where you'll feel safe.A restaurant maybe with booths where we can all talk without an audience.
MING: A couple?
ATREUS: One of our Members and his current girl.
MING: That'd be OK, I guess.
ATREUS: No guessing! If you're a wuss, check out now. But if this is reallyyour fantasy, now is your opportunity to meet others who are actually livingit. So make a decision!
MING: OK OK. I guess meeting with two guys and a girl in a restaurant won'tbe any more risky than meeting my clients in empty houses. (I'm a realtor.)
ATREUS: A whole lot less, actually. Where?
MING: I know a nice place that's always crowded, but they have little roomswhere we can talk privately. It's called Casa Domingo, on Aurora Street.
ATREUS: Perfect. When?
MING: My schedule is flexible. But how will I know that you and your friendsare not all in on a gag at my expense?
ATREUS: You won't. Seeing is believing, but until you actually attend a GreatFeast as my guest you won't be convinced. However, this will be a start. It'sjust so you can see who we are, what we're like and whether you can be comfortablewith us. We're basically normal people who not only share your fantasy butact on it.
MING: . . . and who might eat me later on.
ATREUS: Who WILL eat you later on if you want to live out your fantasy. Isn'tthat what turns you on? The prospect of being meat at a banquet?
MING: Sounds insane, but yes! YES, YES, YES!
ATREUS: Then don't lose heart. Your most exciting dream is about to becomereal!
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