Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Page 104 and 105 of my novel Forsaken

  – Yes, it was definitely a good thing. You learned the value of rage and hatred and cruelty and sacrifice once and for all. You will never again be that star eyed, innocent and vulnerable child. I will teach you the rest. I will refine and polish the scarred diamond until she cuts by mere touch or close proximity and are feared throughout the realms and even the Ocean of Mankind.
  The words echoed so pleasantly within Janet, as if they had always been here, waiting to be called forth.
  She frowned.
  – W-why? She stuttered and hated herself for it.
  Dasek just looked good humored at her, waiting patiently.
  – What is in it for you?
  The look of pure malice would have scared most others shitless, but Dasek just shrugged it off.
  – I have always been fond of strays, I suppose. It is one of my weaknesses, my guilty pleasures. I like you, and it will give me a great pleasure to once and for all set you free to wreak havoc on mankind, and the Universe entire.
  She kissed the girl again and again, and the kisses slowly turned insistent and invasive. Janet responded hesitant at first, then willingly, eagerly.
  They both glanced at the door, one thought and one mind.
  – ENTER! They called.
  The response was swift, close to instantaneous. The door was unlocked and opened. The two girls rushed inside and rushed to close and lock the door, and rushed forward, placing themselves before the guests.
  – Strip! Janet said casually. – Keep displaying yourselves.
  They began writhing and swaying without hesitation or delay, exposing themselves in an eager and enticing manner, making Janet’s throat parched beyond belief. She had more wine.
  The two pleasing creatures displayed themselves to Janet and Dasek, turning slowly, with half closed eyes.
  – Fetch the whips and the sticks, Janet bade them.
  They knelt and opened a board in the floor, clearly meant to be easily accessible. They offered one set each.
  Janet left the bed. She grabbed the whip with one hand and the stick with the other.
  – So, how did you end up here?
  – We are picked from an early age, My Lady, «her girl» replied, – based on strict criteria, giving honor to our clans.
  Honor and modest wealth in the gutter, Janet thought patronizing.
  She tried the weight and balance of the whip in her right, weaker hand. It was easily handled. She brought the whiplash down on the girl’s back. The girl gasped. Janet noticed the faint scars on the pale skin. She had been whipped before, but not often. The whip was brought down on the butt, brought down hard. The girl screamed. Janet felt the faint itch below grow. The cruel smile grew on her face. She used the stick a few times. The girl’s butt turned red and swollen. The girl crouched shaking on the floor when Janet of the Blue Flame was done with her.
  Janet sat on the edge of the bed while Dasek did her thing. Watching felt just as pleasant, just as satisfying.
  – Come here, she bade the girl.
  The girl crawled to her and knelt before her, shaking and with pain and pleasure very distinct in her wet eyes. The other girl’s scream grew a notch when Dasek whipped her wet hole, hit right at the designated spot. Janet grabbed a fistful of hair belonging to the creature crouching in front of her. There was no resistance, only the same, eager subservience. Janet pushed her face at her own wet hole. The girl began licking immediately. Janet opened and closed her eyes.
  Four creatures moved and moaned on the large bed. Janet felt, in glimpses as if she was back at the tavern in Arcadia, where she, as the resident goddess had dished out pleasure and pain at her discretion. It felt good, so very, very good. The cruel laughter echoed throughout Howler’s Keep, and made many residents shiver at their core.
  – That is my girl, Dasek said with pride in her eyes. – That is my good girl.
  The two of them pushed at each other, and the two girls pushed from behind, adding spice, glorious spice to the experience. It felt like flesh touched and caressed every single piece of Janet’s skin. Gasps filled the air and beyond attentive ears. Dasek slapped her butt again. Janet licked her even harder. Dasek’s dark moan made Janet shiver in delight. The multiple fingering and licking in her own hole turned even more insistent. Everything turned beyond pleasant. The searing heat spread to the entire body. Anticipation grew with the faster breathing.
  - Yes, Janet shouted between the gasps. – Yes, yes, YES
  Her horny shouts were echoed by Dasek and the other two. The four bodies turned rigid in the moments before the moment.
  They exploded in pleasure and fell into a deep, dark hole where joy lingered and burned forever.

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Thursday, February 06, 2020

Our true problem according to Howard Zinn

  «Civil disobedience is not our problem. Our problem is civil obedience. Our problem is that people all over the world have obeyed the dictates of leaders… and millions have been killed because of this obedience… Our problem is that people are obedient allover the world in the face of poverty and starvation and stupidity, and war, and cruelty. Our problem is that people are obedient while the jails are full of petty thieves… (and) the grand thieves are running the country. That’s our problem».