Sunday, 30 December 2012

A common night





Goddess Yanara came out of the powder room, wrapped in a translucent robe made of the purest linen. On Her golden heels, She stepped into the bedroom in a cloud of the most exquisite perfumes. She snuggled  comfortably  on Her bed and clapped her hands to summon Her concubines.

I lay on the floor with my big fan beside me. A priestess commanded me to fan the Goddess. Like lightening I took my white fan, and on sitting on my knees I started  to cool Her. I  belonged to the lucky ones who were allowed to behold Her, and the sight of the Goddess excited me , by the combination of Her beautiful body and the unlimited power She had. She lay on her bed, almost naked and only a few jewels covered the most intimate and sacred body parts.  The concubines knelt before Her and they giggled and taterd all together just like women do. Suddenly the Goddess turned her head in my direction and she beckoned me. I think I blushed to the roots of my hair, for it was the first time She payed attention to me, a lowly slave.
I put the fan quietly on the floor and crawled on my stomach , kissing the floor, to Her bed. I bowed deeply at Her feet in worship and waited with beating heart for further orders.
The murmuring of the concubines stopped because they felt that something strange was happening. I pressed my forehead against the cool marble and waited anxiously for a command, a touch ....
The Goddess tapped with the handle of her whip on my head:  "You, slave, on your knees!" She commanded. With my wrists crossed at the back, i lowered my eyes to the floor. " Bow deeper , slave," She commanded.  . Then  She touched my left shoulder whith Her whip, and She made circles around my nipples. The whip followed my sternum down to my navel. I struggled to keep my balance, and I felt the blood flow to my lower abdomen.
She tapped my orange colored loincloth "slave , I want to see you naked!"
I prostrated  while She spoke, and then I knelt and took my garment off.
I bowed and waited in ecstacy.
The Divine touched  my half erect penis with Her whip, and I heard her laugh.
"Well girls,  this slave should serve Me as one of My worshipers?" Again I prostrated on the floor in worship while She spoke. The concubines cackled together until the Goddess commanded them to be silent. Again she patted me on the head with Her whip: "What is your name, slave?" "Heavenly Goddess and Divine Queen, this humble servant is called mensah"
"Well mensah,  tonight you will serve Me  in my bedroom ! Prepare yourself, because I'm tired and will go to bed soon! "
I crawled  out of the room on my belly to prepare myself as a member  of night shift. One of the worshipers was informed that I took his place, while I bathed again and i received a golden loincloth. Then, my nails were painted and  my face was made up. I looked like a real worshiper , except that  my head was shaved . A priestess taught me now what I should do as a worshiper during the night, and she told me that it is not a hard job. I felt reassured at last.
When I was ready, the night shift assembled:  as always two equal teams of 12 persons:

1 concubine;
2 priestesses;
2 erotic slaves;
2 worshipers;
2 floor slaves;
1 foot slave;
1 fan slave;
1 incense slave.

The beautiful concubine went first into the bedroom, followed by the two priestesses. Then came the worshipers (myself included!) and erotic slaves, crawling  on forearms and knees. Ten the incense slave  swinging his censer, together with  the fan slave. Finally followed the foot and floor slaves  creeping on their bellies and the kissing the floor .
The people of the Royal Court having served the Goddess  during the day left the room and trust the Divine Queen to our concerns.
Goddess Yanara  said she wished to sleep now. The concubine leading our team showed everyone his place  around the huge bed. The two priestesses knelt on red pillows befor the bed, and we, erotic slaves and worshipers, had to kneel  at the four corners of the bed  with our heads owed down on the bed. The foot slave prostrated at the side where the Goddess would step out of the bed, The fan slave and incense slave finally knelt down along the bed to accomplish their tasks if needed.
Silently I crept to my place and I put my head on the perfumed bed. Here I would spend the next few hours in silent adoration, until the second team would relieve. The Divine Queen Yanara sent the concubine away. The darkness had already occupied the room and after a short time I only heard the gentle and quiet breathing of the sleeping Goddess.

8 comments:

  1. Divine Goddess i am totally under the spell of Your unrivalled beauty, indecribable lifestle and unlimited power!
    i can't help thinking about it all!
    These 24 slaves and priestesses are extremely lucky!
    i guess, they are one of the most fortunate humans to have ever been born, Goddess.

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  2. i agree - some people have all the luck.

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  3. Goddess, i think that once You've fallen asleep, all the slaves around Your sacred bed will not dare move.
    They all will stay absolutely still on their hurting and aching knees for long hours as long as Your Divinity is asleep...

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  4. No mercy for careless slaves. If one of them should dare to wake Me without a reason, she or he is sent away to the copper mines.

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    1. Oh, no, Goddess! No slave would even muse about doing that!
      Your Divine Majesty's sleep is sacred!
      Goddess, may i humbly inquire what is Your a ritual to wake You up, if there is one, of course?..

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  5. yes, there is a ritual, and I will publish it soon.

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  6. I am Baskenatur. I seek to restore contact with the Goddess. How may I do that? I composed many of these images a long time ago.

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  7. So many beautiful images!! It would be a shame to consign them to oblivion. Well Baskenatur, I am older and wiser now, I had a terrible bicycle accident 4 years ago; that means that I have more knowledge of life!

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