Consider

By:
J.D. Hoeye


Chapter
IX


When I arrived in the women's hall, I was greeted by the six women who, for now, were responsible for my training and education. As the feast progressed through its many courses, I reflected on the ironies of my situation. I was a prisoner in a gilded cage. These women were holding me here against my will, and had made it all too clear that any attempt to escape would be dealt with harshly. The irony was in what my captors wanted from me. My sperm.

Because what they wanted had proven impossible to obtain by force, these sly creatures were almost cunning in their change of tact. They were trying to obtain, through seduction, what they could not acquire by force. I smiled inwardly as I thought how history was coming full circle. The women of my time were employing the same strategy as their counterparts of history had employed, too win the physical attention, and protection, of a male.

I was roused from my reflections by the clatter of dinnerware being removed from the table. shaking the thoughts from my mind, I prepared to be as entertaining a guest for my court as I could.

After dinner, drinks were served as I was introduce to the remaining four members of my court. Lisa guided me to each of them and introduced me to them.

The first was a bright looking woman. Her name was Debbie. Tall and slender with finely etched features. Her hair was a golden, deep yellowish blonde, which flowed in waves over her shoulders and down to her waist. She had an engaging smile and friendly manner in her voice, which I found pleasant to my ears.

Her robe, which was cinched tightly at her waist, flowed gracefully over her well endowed body which she carried with pride and grace. I remembered noticing her before and how pleasing she was to watch as she moved, and socialized with the other members of the court.

I mentioned my impressions of Debbie to Lisa as we moved away from her. Lisa guided us to an open window where she breathed in the fresh air, only slightly overemphasizing as she spoke her mind to me.

"Geof, you are a cruel and insensitive bastard."

I was shocked, and could have been angry at her attack, but her eyes were on fire and I realized she had only said what she felt.

"What did I do?"

Lisa turned to the window, "Not a thing."

"What makes you feel that way then?"

Lisa turned back to face me. Her eyes were flashing her anger and she fairly hissed her contempt for my idiocy.

"If you had meant what you told me in you apartment these last days, you would not be so cruel as to speak of the charms of your next conquest to me."

Tears were filling her eyes as she spoke.

"You make a mockery of me when you expect me to talk as if we have nothing, and I am just a buddy you carouse with."

She turned up the heat.

"Oh, how I wish there were another man, any man, just to show you how you make me feel. Then I could come to you and discuss his male attributes with my friend."

Her voice ended in disgust.

Lisa was right. I had been insensitive and unthinking. It was true what I had said to her about Debbie was cruel in light of our fragile, tentative trust.

"I know why you're here and what you must do, but do you need to beat me with it?"

All I could do was feel like a heel.

"You sir, are a jerk!"

She had screamed the last, and glared, out of words, not rage.

"Would it make any difference if I was careless, not malicious?"

"Only," she replied, "If you promise never to do that, ever again."

I promised.

Lisa had smoothed her ruffled feelings, as we were returning to the others. She had taken my arm and as we approached the group in the living room, she said, in a whisper, as she sweetly smiled.

"By the way, you are still a jerk."

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Lisa then brought me to a Raven beauty. She was no less grand in her own brand of attractiveness as the flaming redheaded Lana, or the auburn Lisa. She was introduced as Toni. A small woman, petite to be exact, whose head barely came to my shoulder. She had a bubbly personality, and seemed to be unaware of her sensuality and attractive looks. She carried herself without pretext or airs, and quietly demurred as I complemented beauty.

Next was Lavern. A buxom brunette who I could imagine was carefully concealing her bawdy and loud sex drive. As we passed amenities, the natural perfume of her sexuality assaulted my nose and mind without reprieve. During the time Lisa and I spoke with her the heady scent she exuded aroused my desires more effectively than any other thing could have at the time.

As Lisa and I wandered away from Lavern I told Lisa I could tell, by the smell, that Lavern was ripe for the picking. Lisa looked at me sharply then thought better of her words, and softly purred her reply.

"If you can tell that, and I doubt it, then it is she who you should concentrate on."

As she spoke she found my foot with hers and stepped down hard on it with her heel.

I winced, and replied.

"I'll not speak to you again of these things, and thank you, I needed some pain!"

Lisa was smiling with mirth as she guided me up to Sandy, and introduced us. Sandy's brown hair fairly waved in the light breeze of the evening. As we made the small talk of introductions, I openly examined her face and features. Sandy was by no means an ugly woman, but she was not in the same class of beauty as my other five companions. I noted her sturdy frame and the strength her stance and movements indicated she possessed.

While Sandy did not radiate the refined sexuality or pure animal lust of her counterparts, she did have the grace of a cat. I was impressed by her refusal to believe my overly bestowed complements, and in the end let her win the point by telling her that when the chips were down, and the battle was on, I hoped whoever was covering my back would be like her.

Sandy knew the truth, and she beamed proudly when I said the one thing about her she knew was true. I smiled openly as I saw her real beauty shining from her proud and sturdy body.

As the evening wore on Lisa detached herself and left me to my own devices. She gave me a longing look as she made her excuses then retired to her quarters. I stood by a window and was lost in my thoughts of how thing would end. My mind wandered to Lisa and I wondered if our impossible desire could ever be fulfilled. My attention was just coming back to the hear an now, when the five remaining women approached and gathered themselves around our location.


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