Phoenix Rising the Immortality CursePrologue
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We all took our own time to recover from the abrupt departure of Gloria Greenway. She was a stark reminder that we might not all succeed. To me, she was also a reminder that whoring is important business for the ephemerals. All her hopes for safety were placed in her application to the guild. And in a few seconds they were all dashed.
What will she do now? What will ... what can I do to help her? Will the rest of the group stand behind her?
Florence and Bruce were subdued. I am glad. In the class, it felt like Bruce didn’t care that he was destroying someone’s hope for safety. He says that asking the trainee to make that choice all alone increases the number who stick with the guild. I don’t like it, even though I guess I can understand why the trainers do that.
Eventually it is time to continue, and we gather again as a class. Florence asks Aubrielle and I to strip again. By the end of the class we will all be naked together.
I need to finish my round of the students; only Nathan and Bruce got their chance to play with me.
By this point it is liberating. I’m comfortable in my body. I approach one of the trainees and offer my body. Some of them try to excite me.
I am not sure what Nora is doing. She is looking at me. I don’t think she’s examining me like Aubrielle. She’s been touching and looking. First she was looking at my legs, then touching my face. She spent some time on my breasts, but it wasn’t really sexy. “Nora what are you doing?”
“Ah, sorry. Ain’t often ya get a chance to just look at a body. See how someone else’s put together, ya know.
“Look at your legs! Look how ya move. An your face, it’s so smooth.”
“So, I’m your art model? And here I thought I was a whore for your pleasure?”
“An a girl’s gotta choose? Well, ya must know, I’d roll with ya any time ya’d have me.” Nora is nothing if not dedicated. I find myself wrapped in her arms. Yeah, she knows what sexy is when she gets down to it.
She doesn’t work up to things though: she jumps right in. Her lips are on mine, frantic and hot. I’m not there, at least not ready for something that fast. She notices and slows down. That does it for me; soon we’re in sync, making out in front of everyone.
She’s strong like I thought. I bet she could lift me. I feel the muscles as she wraps me in her arms. She knows her strength though. Once we find a pace, her strength comes across as confidence. She’s got a leg between mine. She knows how to kiss.
But she has taken up her time. I grin at her. “We should continue this later.”
“Aye!”
“So, Ariel”—Aubrielle grins mischievously—”are you taking goody Smith up on her offer from this morning?”
“I just said I’d ... what do you mean?”
Aubrielle pats my cheek. “O, not that. Her cunt slops—will you be having them?” Her smile covers her face now, but it’s not entirely a friendly smile. I guess I had that coming: asking her to explain what Nora said was humiliating.
Before I could come up with an answer, Samantha jumped in. “An the rest of us? It’d be so nasty to give ya my cunt slops too. Like to have ya clean me up—especially if ya’d like it. An to show ya where we’d been an rub your face in it an all. So like ya wanna do that kind o’nasty stuff?”
“I—” What should I say?
While I was trying to figure out what I felt and how to explain it, Florence responded. “If Ariel is turned on by something and wants any of your help in getting it, you should generally provide it. But if it is because Ariel is turned on, Ariel should be doing the asking.
“If you are turned on by Ariel doing something, she should generally help you out. But if it’s because it’s something you think Ariel likes, it gets more complicated. You need to make sure you’re honest about who wants something and make sure you’re listening to Ariel not deciding who she is for her. You need to respect her actual desires, not what you think they are.
“Or is it some group bonding game you’re playing? You’re all letting Ariel clean you up cause she liked doing that once and somehow cunt slops have become a thing for your class? If Ariel and everyone else feel good about that, it’s fine. But if you go that way, I suspect Princess Aubrielle’s going to be playing a lot of games with commoners.
“That can all be great so long as it’s something everyone wants—so long as it actually works to form a team rather than forcing someone into a role.”
Aubrielle frowned at Nora. “No matter whatever else we shall decide here, one thing is clear. Goody Smith, you have succeeded in etching the image of cunt slops into our world, a permanent scar on the soul of everyone in this room.”
Nora scrunched up her face while she worked through what the princess said. “Why thank ya, your highness. Ya’s saying I done captured something vivid?”
“That, at least, is certainly true.”
Florence must have a lot of experience doing this training. Her explanation is clear and cut to the heart of what bothered me. “Just cause Hulda and I were being nasty like that once doesn’t mean I’ll always want to. And I don’t want it to be a way of mocking me, or all I’m known for.”
Samantha’s mouth was open and her eyes wide. When she noticed me looking at her, she looked down and would not meet my eyes. “Ain’t mocking ya none. Sorry ma’am. I just ... I thought to join someone doing something dirty they liked ... Also ... ya know, once in my life to take the lead ... to take charge? would of been nice.”
“Knowing you want it that way makes me a lot more interested. Yeah, it does turn me on some, and giving you something you want is what I’m here for. Florence, how does it work between trainees. If a client wanted to take the lead and feed me their cream pie (or clean up a man), I generally would. I’d learn doing it with Samantha, but it’s not like she’s going to run into clients who want that.”
“She’s not?” Florence looked at me with eyes raised. “Would you have said the same of Goodwench Brown?”
“Oh! I guess I did want exactly that from Hulda. But when does it come more about satisfying her urges than training? How does that effect things?”
“Ariel, that’s the right question. You will all need to get good at figuring that out. There’s nothing wrong with asking another whore to help you have fun. We all do: we all enjoy ourselves. But be honest about it. Especially if you are asking for training more than once, figure out when it turns from training to just fun. Make sure you and they are still interested. And if it’s fun, be fair about who is paying.”
Aubrielle looked nervous. “So, what about treating this as a group bonding thing? Would you be our group’s girl who’s into all the dirty stuff?”
“What and you all would have fun guiding me into being dirty?”
She nodded.
I am interested. I think there are things to work through. It could get old. But if it was actually done out of respect, it sounds like it could be a way to grow closer together and push each other to be stronger whores. “Perhaps, especially if we can talk it through when it doesn’t work.” I wonder if she will play her part. “What about you? Are you ready for me to whore you out to a group of commoners?”
Her mouth formed an O of surprise. “No, but I’d like to be. Will you all help me get there?” There are nods around the room.
“So, is this how we’re going to be? Finding the things that challenge and excite each other and using them all, talking through any problems?”
My eyes linger on Xavier. With Gloria gone, he’s the one I am most worried about. He shakes his head. “Immortals’re going to be hard for me. I’m not ready to be pushed on this. I don’t want to hold the rest of you back though.”
I ask Florence if she has any advice.
“You are doing Bruce and my job without our help. Forming a bond within your group improves your chances of success and gives you a stronger support network.
“As for Xavier: Ariel needs to push Xavier when he’s her client. He needs to succeed at that to be a member. At the same time, Xavier should make sure no one feels that he’s challenging them unfairly especially if he doesn’t want to be challenged. Xavier do you think you could talk through something even with Ariel?”
“I hope so. I know I need to. If I’m having trouble, can you and Bruce help?”
“Absolutely.”
It sounds like Samantha is getting her way. Aubrielle and I–probably others later—will be in for the advanced course at whoring. Each of these challenges still fills me with nervousness, but excitement is starting to outshine the nervousness. “Okay, we have a plan. Looks like I’m in for cunt slops, Nora’s in for some retribution for that image, and we’re all working on Aubrielle. And we’re all committed to taking care of each other.”
Nora looks flustered. “That’s what they are though. I ain’t seeing why you’s all gettin worked up over cunt slops.”
“Oh, we’ll show you.” I smile at her.
The rest of the class passes without event. We are free to work together either practicing being whores or getting to know each other. Florence and Bruce plan to work with us individually or in small groups.
I lie on my bed. The door is cracked open indicating I’m available. There’s a tapping at the door; it opens to reveal Nathan. “Hi, can I come in?”
“Yeah.”
He enters; I scoot to make room for him on the bed. I wonder whether I should sit up. It probably does not matter: I think I’ll be horizontal soon enough. We are clothed, for the moment at least. I’m wearing a simple dress; my shoulders are bare except for the thin straps. I didn’t bother to put on a bra. Everyone has already seen me naked. Nathan of course is in his robes.
He sits on the middle of the bed and turns to look at me. His movements are tentative and he holds himself close. We are both a bit nervous. “Hi, Ariel.”
“Hi yourself. Is this as awkward for me as it is for you?”
“Yeah.” A grin flits across his face. “We’re gonna need to get better at this aren’t we?”
“Yes. But it’s the first real day. I think we’re doing well enough.”
I continue, “Have you come to make good on your offer?”
He nods. “I guess Bruce got there first though.”
It takes me a moment to remember I was teasing him about being the first male whore I’d fuck. I laugh. “Yeah, that was something!”
“Are you okay? He was kind of rough with how he treated you.”
“It was sudden. I get it though. In the immortal world, it would be somewhat unusual for a whore to be connected enough that she would even want a client to find her release. We’re working to be more emotionally open than the immortal world, so we’re going to have to get used to being left hanging in several different ways.”
“I had no idea whoring was so hard.”
“You’re telling me! I thought it was just me though. I thought I just didn’t know what is involved because I am immortal.”
“No, not just you! I didn’t expect what Bruce did. And Gloria!”
“Yeah! That is sad.”
That killed the conversation. I wouldn’t be a good whore if I just sat here though. “So, do you want to be the client or the whore?”
“I ... do we have to do it that way? I kind of want to get to know you.”
I grin at him. “Is that code for ‘I don’t want to have sex?’” I am sure it isn’t. But I feel like teasing him.
“No! You know that, don’t you?”
“I had a strong guess.”
“I’d just rather take things naturally.”
“You can start by getting comfortable. Lie down next to me so I’m not having to look up at you.”
He stretches out beside me. I reach an arm around him and look into his face. “When you introduced yourself, you said something about combining sex and fire magic.”
He looks puzzled. “I did? I don’t remember ... but I did talk about Elemental Fire Magic and about sex magic.”
“Yeah, that’s what I meant. I thought they were together.”
“No, although ... actually, once you get to be artisan rank in one magic, you can start combining in other magical disciplines you know. So, yeah, I guess I could do that.”
“So what? Fire Come? blast away your lover as liquid fire explodes from your cock?”
He winced. “That doesn’t sound fun. I mean, yeah, probably you could do something like that. But more usefully, you could use sex to combine the mana of two or more mages and do a ritual cast of Fire Conflagration to start a battle with a bang.”
“Could you combine other types of magic. Like life magic for healing?”
“Oh, sure. I think that’s quite common. I think you get a little bit of healing with the sex magic that comes with Whorecraft.”
“Are there multiple kinds of sex magic?”
“Sure. For whores, it’s typically all bundled into Whorecraft. I don’t know the details because we haven’t been initiated yet. But I think that might be all around best. Whores, succubi, priests of the Great Lady, and a few others have sex magic they use or can train to others. The version whores can train is somewhat different. Mostly, I guess, it doesn’t have anything built in.”
“Built in?”
“You know, Cure Disease, and all the midwife stuff and all that. Actually cure disease is a great example of combining sex and life magic. As a healing spell, it’s late beginner or artisan rank. But as part of Whorecraft I bet we get it the week we are initiated.”
“This is all cool, but you promised me something more interesting.” My mouth reached for his lips. It took him a moment to respond, but we are exchanging feather kisses.
I work loose the belt around his robes. There’s another hook at the top. Then I pull the robes over his arm. I know I’m being forward. I think this is what we’ll need to succeed though. Hulda had no hesitation in stripping. And we both know where we want this to go.
He spends a few moments getting out of his robes. I take the opportunity to shed my dress.
We’re there, skin to skin. Our lips tangle. This time, there is passion. Nathan smells nice. I run my hand up and down his back. His body is warm. It is good to touch him.
It is good to open to his touch. He strokes my side. Our lips are still joined. I pull away for air and begin to stroke his chest. He is hairy. It is wiry between my fingers.
“It feels so strange to be naked with a lover so soon. But I like your smell. And I think you will work with me to help this whore stuff all work out. You know it’s hard too.”
“Do you need me to slow down?”
“No.”
“Good.” He holds me to him. I can feel his cock pressing against my leg. We’re not quite ready for that. It feels good to know it’s there; to know that’s where we’re headed, but not to need to fuck before we’re ready.
I kiss down his neck. He is playing with my breast. That also feels good. It feels safe to practice giving away my body with Nathan. His hand is tracing circles of warmth on my back.
“How is your hand so warm?”
“Fire magic. Much simpler than a spell. I’m just trailing heat against you.”
“It is nice.”
“I think you’re hot.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, the way you played with Princess Aubrielle ... and what you did to get interested in whoring. Even getting everyone behind helping Gloria. I think you’ve got everyone’s attention.”
“And that’s hot?”
“To me, yeah.”
Now he’s kissing my neck. That has tingles running all down me. I reach and stroke him. He’s hard. I run my hand along his length. Soon he will be in me.
I like that Nathan will be helping me get used to this. It feels good to have him nibbling on my neck. It feels good to share myself with him. He’s confident. He thinks I am hot. He’s in this with me; together we will find how to open ourselves to clients.
I’m rubbing up against him. He climbs on top of me. “Uh huh,” I say.
He’s strong and confident. My legs are spread; he is between them.
I reach between us and guide him to my entrance. I’m wetter than I was with Bruce. It takes him two strokes to fill me.
There’s a man on top of me. He respects me; he thinks I am hot. I feel hot and sexy. I’m offering myself. I’m letting him fuck me—I’m inviting him to use my body. Together we’re gaining comfort with each other and with the idea of offering ourselves.
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SupernaturalChapter 1 : Boats Missed. Henry had a gambling problem. Actually it could be fairly said that Henry had a great many problems in his life! Gambling, drinking and being a womanising slob were his principal problems but there were other character flaws that occasionally made themselves felt. Usually they did not affect his life at all, or at least he did not allow them to. Tardiness, facetiousness, indolence, licentiousness and shiftlessness were all minor traits that could have been listed as...
FetishMy date with Daddy was amazing! First off, the weather couldn’t have been any more perfect. It was a bright sunny day, not too hot out and with the slightest hint of a breeze. A few light fluffy clouds broke up the beautiful blue sky adding a lovely contrast. Daddy took me to this new clothing shop where they had the most wonderful clothes! Clothes that made me feel so grown up and even sexy and Daddy let me pick whatever I wanted. He would tell me how he felt about them, but as a man, not as...
Love StoriesBeing a firefighter is a tough, demanding job. It is tough and demanding on the firefighter himself, but it is also tough and demanding on the firefighter’s marriage. I should know, I am the product of a marriage that did not make it.My name is Tina, and I am sixteen years old at the time of my writing this story. My mom and dad got divorced two years ago, after fifteen years together. I live with my father because the court told me I could choose who I wanted to live with.It wasn’t always...
Love StoriesThe courier knocked twice on the door, then entered without waiting for a response. The strong scent of cigar smoke assaulted his nose and eyes as he stepped into the dimly lit room. Silhouetted by the curtained window, a large man sat at a desk. He raised his head to look at the approaching courier. The man behind the desk didn’t seem to be alarmed by the intrusion of this particular individual, though few men would dare to enter his office unannounced. The alarm sensors indicated that...
‘How’d I get here?’ Béla asked, looking around her shared quarters. Then she understood. ‘You’re dream-walking!’ Béla exclaimed. ‘I’m still asleep outside the farmhouse!’ ‘What farmhouse?’ Elaine asked. Béla slid off the bed and held out her hand to Elaine. As Elaine reached for her sister’s hand, she found herself standing next to Béla’s sleeping body outside a farmhouse. She looked around, her eyes wide with wonder. ‘This is incredible!’ Elaine exclaimed. ‘Just trying to see the...
We made reservations at this gorgeous hotel in Phoenix, actually in Tempe. Its located at the top of a beautiful butte, and is very cut off from everyone. We arrive on a Monday and are leaving on Friday, hoping that it won’t be too busy during the week, and we’re right. We are immediately shown to our room upon arrival, but we then notice that they’re regular rooms are equivalent to luxurious suites. Looking around, we notice a large living area, complete with couch, love seat, and recliner, as...
We made reservations at this gorgeous hotel in Phoenix, actually in Tempe. Its located at the top of a beautiful butte, and is very cut off from everyone. We arrive on a Monday and are leaving on Friday, hoping that it won’t be too busy during the week, and we’re right. We are immediately shown to our room upon arrival, but we then notice that they’re regular rooms are equivalent to luxurious suites. Looking around, we notice a large living area, complete with couch, love seat, and recliner, as...
After high school I had a summer job that my uncle had arranged for me. It was in Phoenix, over a thousand miles away and in another state from home where no one knew me. I had just turned nineteen, was tall and slim and reasonably good looking. Back home, I’d been propositioned a few times by gay guys but always refused. I was afraid that someone would find out. But I always wondered what it would be like to have sex with a guy, but never had the nerve to say yes. Back then in Texas being gay...
Gay MaleI am a 32 year old married guy who happens to like wearing ladies' lingerie. My fondness for wearing lingerie goes back to my late teen years when I would wear my mother's clothes and underwear. I went on to wear my sister's undies and this continued into adult life where I have worn the undies of many ladies (without them knowing it). Until the time of this story, I never ventured out wearing women's clothes but on this particular night, I put on a pair of my wife's tights and a pair of red...
CrossdressingIndru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestIntroduction: A girl gets her first taste of alcohol… and something else Id spent my life being Phoenix West, a good girl. Looking into the mirror, I noticed how pretty my body was. I wasnt ashamed of it. Years of dance had kept my stomach trim, hips curving in to my waist and my breasts, 34Ds, offering the lovely shape of my 58 figure. My skin was a beautiful olive colour Id inherited from my mother, and surrounding my heart shaped face was a mass of dark, almost black hair. I took pride in...
Mother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
For many long centuries, a group of arcane and powerful sorcerers watched their fellow Humans kill each other in blood feud after blood feud, war after war, and were heartily sickened of it all. Slowly, they began distancing themselves from their fellow Humans, retreating into an isolation so intense that when the chieftains of the Humans finally realized they were gone, none could find them. None but a sole monk of the Flame Lord, Father of the Gods and Creator of All, that is. This monk,...
This is a continuous story. In order to understand it fully it is best to read it in it’s entirety, starting with Chapter 1. Chapter 01 – The Experiment Josh felt a distant itching at the back of his head. Slowly he began to open his eyes and became aware of his surroundings. There was one person standing beside him who he recognized as Dr. Mark Edwards. Josh was on a hospital bed. As the anesthetics wore off he remembered why he was there. ‘Did it work?’ Josh asked. ‘Easy Josh.’ Said Dr....
I feel him walk up behind me. I always get a tingly feeling when he’s around, I don’t even have to see him. The music and lights start fading, and when I turn around, all I see is him. I hate this. I’ve never talked to him, I’ve never touched him, and I don’t want to. I don’t understand him. I can’t read his mind, he doesn’t have an aura. I don’t know what I am, or how I got this way, but the only people like him that I see, are already dead. I turn around. Isaiah. Why would he be here? I...
Prologue The clear, summer night brought out the competitive spirit in both the full moon and surrounding stars, each challenging the other to chase away the night's veil. Yet neither felt brave enough to penetrate the gloom of Hambley Woods. Those woods they unhesitatingly ceded to the dark, knowing how unwelcome would be their incursion. However, the flickering flame that pierced the wood's canopy showed not all felt the same concern. Approaching the light, one could see why, for...
Chapter 10 - Terror "We can't let Heather take the chance," Brennus said, restating his view in case no one heard him the first ten times. Halloween morning found them in the lounge beyond Tess's apartment, now converted into a war room. Analysts occupied the kitchen, while others handled communication with Diva and Boii agents in the field. Agents who appeared in the moment as police and left no memories amongst those with whom they spoke. Still Ken felt all alone. The prior...
As evening approached, Lynn and Angie withdrew to separate bathrooms to prepare for what was to come. They had so many mixed feelings. They had become totally comfortable with family nudity and losing themselves in the pleasure of experiencing the other making love with their mutual lover, yet this seemed so different. They were no longer adolescents who could legitimize curiosity about same-sex love; they were middle-aged, 48 years old. They were both concerned how this might impact the...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...