"CHAP-33" - читать интересную книгу автора (Jerome Bigge - Warlady 3 - The Queen Of Swords)THE QUEEN OF SWORDS! A TALE OF ADVENTURE IN THE SECOND DARK AGE OF MAN By Jerome B. Bigge Chapter Thirty Three Aurora bent down, carefully examined the footprints there in the lunar dust in the beam of the flashlight. The Leaderess of the Women ignoring that "bloated" swollen feeling that one expe- rienced exposing oneself to the vacuum of Luna's surface without the protection of a space suit! There was little sensation of "chill" despite the fact that she was exposed to a temperature of perhaps several hundred degrees "minus", the lack of atmosphere making the loss of body heat far slower than it would otherwise. She had breathed deeply of oxygen before venturing forth, her red blood cells, more able to carry oxygen than one of Earth, allow- ing her to function now without breathing for up to five minutes. Springing up, she dashed back to the airlock that lead to the interior of Farside, the hidden subsurface Lorr base on the opposite side of the Moon from Earth, the great silvery bulk of the Valkyrie gleaming there beneath the pin-point brilliance of the unwinking stars in the utter blackness of space overhead! A quick slamming of the airlock behind her, a sudden gush of "air", and once again she could breathe normally, her lungs being adapt- ed to an atmosphere far thinner and weaker than that of Earth's! "You all right?" Arlena asked as Aurora stepped through the inner door of the airlock, the blonde nodding, her body now read- justing to the differences in pressure. There being no doubt in Aurora's mind that there actually had been a woman, a human woman from all appearances, actually walking about outside without any spacesuit! And "staying out" far longer than anyone could have! "There are footprints of a woman wearing sandals," Aurora spoke, the "disbelief" showing in her voice. She knew that she was nearly "exhausted" from everything she'd been through, but this certainly wasn't just some "trick" of a now tired out brain! "Then it wasn't a holographic projection?" Arlena answered. "Someone was `out there'," Aurora answered in level tones. "And I think `she' was just exactly what she appeared to be too." "Let one end of this sheet of paper represent the Earth, and the other end represent the Moon," Aurora said, standing there before the assembled Leaderesses of the various groups of Women. "Now up to only a few months ago we could only travel as everyone knows from one point to another by moving ourselves over the en- tire distance from point to point." A number of nodding heads now assuring Aurora that she had everyone's complete "attention". "But now that we have the `Portals' we can `bend' space together like this (bending the sheet of paper together), and thus travel from `here' to `here' as if there was no `distance' at all for us to cover." Further noddings indicating that everyone understood. "And in theory there is now no limit to the distance we might be able to travel without now actually being forced to cross space. Making it possible that someday we may be able to step from here on the Moon to say a world circling a star hundreds of light years away as easily as any of us might step across this room." ***************************************************************** "If `that' is the way that you actually feel about me, per- haps we shouldn't get married," I snapped to Serak, standing up, drawing my cloak about myself. "Hurt" that he would even think that I might someday "wish" that I was no longer married to him! That I might "detest" the neck-chain he had locked about my neck! "You do have a `temper'," Serak laughed, getting up, some of the others gathered around the fire watching everything going on. His eyes holding mine as we stood there. "Among us marriage is a 'joining' of two as one," he said, putting his hands on me then. "I would `fight' my way across the whole world to win your love." "My mother has never `understood' me," I smiled back at him. "She perhaps `means well', but `knows little'," he smiled. I suspected that it was true. Aurora knew very little of "love". "I do not `envy' the Women," I said to him, now drawing him away from the fire to where we might now enjoy a bit of privacy. "We could teach them much of what it means to be a woman," he laughed, taking me in his strong arms, pushing back my cloak. "They would never be the `same' again," I answered in turn. "Perhaps it is `best' then that they never learn," he said. ***************************************************************** "The `Portals' require the generation of enormous amounts of power, so much `power' as a matter of fact that there is no way that the `Priestesses' could ever produce such `power' without us knowing about it," Arlena pointed out with a "knowing" smile, it being obvious to those there in the room that she didn't believe. "Would you toss me that ring you wear," Aurora smiled back. The woman doing so, the ring suddenly halting there in mid-air before them all! Floating in air without anything holding it up! ***************************************************************** "You are a woman like no other," Serak said to me. I had to smile to myself. It was just as well that there was no one about to overhear. Conversations between "lovers" are often "silly". "I suppose it would be difficult to find one like me," I smiled back, stepping in front of him, "rubbing" myself against him. Letting him feel the curves of my body, the delights I had to offer a man. I wanted his hands on my body, his tongue in my mouth, his fingers in my vagina. I wanted him to make me arch and squirm, to make me "hot" and sweaty. I "needed" him like a drunk "needs" a bottle. A woman in love can often be "needful". "Perhaps it would be better to collar you and keep you as a slave," Serak suggested there behind the teepees in the darkness. "Some beads and a bit of buckskin would be `becoming' on you." "A spanking from time to time might not be amiss," I purred. "Your loincloth would be cut short," he ventured in reply. "I would of course be `bare' beneath it," I teased him. "Such is usually done to slave girls," he informed me. "And my breasts would be `bare'?" I ventured in return. "Your nipples would be `painted'," Serak smiled down at me. "And I would be `used' often?" I ventured, touching him. I noticed that he was "ready" for me. I wanted him "inside me". I wanted to be "had" there behind the teepees like some slave girl! "As `often' as I `wished it'," he said to me, undoing me be- neath my skirt, exposing me so that I might be thus penetrated. He pushed me up against a tree, reached down, lifted me up a bit. The bark was rough against my back through my cloak as he took me as a man "takes" a woman. My legs drawn up, wrapped around him. We were conscious of "little" but each other as he then "had" me! ***************************************************************** "How did you `DO' that?" one of the Women gasped, the ring dropping into Aurora's hand as she stood there before them. A few hundred feet overhead the airless dark cold surface of Luna. "By the `power' of my mind," Aurora smiled back at her. The look of "disbelief" in all their eyes making the Leaderess smile. "I've heard that those Earth Priestesses can do that," one of the Women spoke, her voice soft, but yet audible to all there. "They may `tap' energy sources we know nothing about," Auro- ra spoke. "And one of them was here tonight on the Moon, a quar- ter of a million miles from Earth, without any spacesuit or any means of transportation, looking at the Valkyrie, and leaving her own footprints in the dust as proof that she was actually here!" "That means.....?" another spoke, "disbelief" in her voice. "A `technology of the mind' as far superior to our physical technologies as ours is over that of the barbarians that still roam most of the Earth!" the tall golden haired Martian snapped back, it being obvious to her that should the Priestesses of Lys decide to "act" against them, there would be absolutely nothing either the Women or the Lorr would now be able to "do" about it! "Aiii!" a Woman gasped in shocked surprise, there being an "instant" of "shimmering" beside Aurora and then suddenly there stood a blond haired woman in a long white gown there before them, a golden ankh over her bosom! The woman Aurora instantly recognizing as Tais, First Priestess of the Priestesses of Lys!!! "I thought it might be `due time' I put in an `appearance'" Tais laughed to the shocked and surprised group of Women there on the Moon! "Especially since such a `fuss' has been made over my taking a walk around your new spaceship," she then added to them! ***************************************************************** "The `way' of a man with a maid never changes," a voice spoke from behind us. The voice of an old woman, a tribeswoman! A hint" of laughter in the voice as we both "froze" with shock! "When I was a young maid I too was put up against a tree and pleasure taken of me," she laughed there in the darkness, a dark blanket pulled about herself against the chill of the nighttime. "Although I did not cover my breasts as this one of yours does." "In her land, honored mother, women do not expose their breasts to lovers except in private," Serak explained as I stood there blushing hotly to myself, well aware of "what" she'd seen!! "Are you ashamed to show your bosom?" she then asked me. I smiled and undid my halter, letting my breasts hang free, with my nipples of course still yet covered by my clips. While the women of the Nevada peoples do not cover their nipples, this is not a practice that I wish to follow, as I find it quite embarrassing.* * It was a cultural practice of the 26th Century to cover the nipple if the breast was exposed with a golden disk much like the "pasties" worn by a "strip-tease" dancer of our own time. (JBB) "That is an `improvement'," Serak observed with a leer. I supposed that it "was". The women of the Nevadas do not wear straps either, but I wasn't quite willing yet to go "that far"!!! ***************************************************************** "You were the one walking out there around the Valkyrie?" Aurora breathed, regarding Tais with a look of utter "disbelief"! "You will not be permitted to use it to travel to other worlds outside of this solar system," Tais answered her in reply. "If you attempt to do so, action will be taken to see that you do not `do so' again." There was in her words a "hint of thunder"! "And `that' is a `decision' `you' have made for us?" Aurora hissed back in icy tones, well aware that Tais obviously pos- sessed "powers" that even Aurora herself could hardly comprehend! "What the Lorr did fifty thousand years ago will not be al- lowed to be `repeated'," Tais answered with a hint of "infinite power" in her voice. "Those greater than me have decided this." "And just `who' are they?" Aurora challenged, her eyes hot! "They are the `Guardians of Life'," Tais answered in reply. ***************************************************************** Lorraine Richards, Queen of Trelandar, Warlady of the Empire of California, stood at the window and looked out at the moonlit scene below, her dark eyes missing little of the beauty of the night-time scene. Mingled with such came a vision of what she'd seen there on Mars. The death, the "destruction" of revolution. "Where does it all `end'?" Lorraine now quietly mused to herself. THE QUEEN OF SWORDS! A TALE OF ADVENTURE IN THE SECOND DARK AGE OF MAN By Jerome B. Bigge Chapter Thirty Three Aurora bent down, carefully examined the footprints there in the lunar dust in the beam of the flashlight. The Leaderess of the Women ignoring that "bloated" swollen feeling that one expe- rienced exposing oneself to the vacuum of Luna's surface without the protection of a space suit! There was little sensation of "chill" despite the fact that she was exposed to a temperature of perhaps several hundred degrees "minus", the lack of atmosphere making the loss of body heat far slower than it would otherwise. She had breathed deeply of oxygen before venturing forth, her red blood cells, more able to carry oxygen than one of Earth, allow- ing her to function now without breathing for up to five minutes. Springing up, she dashed back to the airlock that lead to the interior of Farside, the hidden subsurface Lorr base on the opposite side of the Moon from Earth, the great silvery bulk of the Valkyrie gleaming there beneath the pin-point brilliance of the unwinking stars in the utter blackness of space overhead! A quick slamming of the airlock behind her, a sudden gush of "air", and once again she could breathe normally, her lungs being adapt- ed to an atmosphere far thinner and weaker than that of Earth's! "You all right?" Arlena asked as Aurora stepped through the inner door of the airlock, the blonde nodding, her body now read- justing to the differences in pressure. There being no doubt in Aurora's mind that there actually had been a woman, a human woman from all appearances, actually walking about outside without any spacesuit! And "staying out" far longer than anyone could have! "There are footprints of a woman wearing sandals," Aurora spoke, the "disbelief" showing in her voice. She knew that she was nearly "exhausted" from everything she'd been through, but this certainly wasn't just some "trick" of a now tired out brain! "Then it wasn't a holographic projection?" Arlena answered. "Someone was `out there'," Aurora answered in level tones. "And I think `she' was just exactly what she appeared to be too." "Let one end of this sheet of paper represent the Earth, and the other end represent the Moon," Aurora said, standing there before the assembled Leaderesses of the various groups of Women. "Now up to only a few months ago we could only travel as everyone knows from one point to another by moving ourselves over the en- tire distance from point to point." A number of nodding heads now assuring Aurora that she had everyone's complete "attention". "But now that we have the `Portals' we can `bend' space together like this (bending the sheet of paper together), and thus travel from `here' to `here' as if there was no `distance' at all for us to cover." Further noddings indicating that everyone understood. "And in theory there is now no limit to the distance we might be able to travel without now actually being forced to cross space. Making it possible that someday we may be able to step from here on the Moon to say a world circling a star hundreds of light years away as easily as any of us might step across this room." ***************************************************************** "If `that' is the way that you actually feel about me, per- haps we shouldn't get married," I snapped to Serak, standing up, drawing my cloak about myself. "Hurt" that he would even think that I might someday "wish" that I was no longer married to him! That I might "detest" the neck-chain he had locked about my neck! "You do have a `temper'," Serak laughed, getting up, some of the others gathered around the fire watching everything going on. His eyes holding mine as we stood there. "Among us marriage is a 'joining' of two as one," he said, putting his hands on me then. "I would `fight' my way across the whole world to win your love." "My mother has never `understood' me," I smiled back at him. "She perhaps `means well', but `knows little'," he smiled. I suspected that it was true. Aurora knew very little of "love". "I do not `envy' the Women," I said to him, now drawing him away from the fire to where we might now enjoy a bit of privacy. "We could teach them much of what it means to be a woman," he laughed, taking me in his strong arms, pushing back my cloak. "They would never be the `same' again," I answered in turn. "Perhaps it is `best' then that they never learn," he said. ***************************************************************** "The `Portals' require the generation of enormous amounts of power, so much `power' as a matter of fact that there is no way that the `Priestesses' could ever produce such `power' without us knowing about it," Arlena pointed out with a "knowing" smile, it being obvious to those there in the room that she didn't believe. "Would you toss me that ring you wear," Aurora smiled back. The woman doing so, the ring suddenly halting there in mid-air before them all! Floating in air without anything holding it up! ***************************************************************** "You are a woman like no other," Serak said to me. I had to smile to myself. It was just as well that there was no one about to overhear. Conversations between "lovers" are often "silly". "I suppose it would be difficult to find one like me," I smiled back, stepping in front of him, "rubbing" myself against him. Letting him feel the curves of my body, the delights I had to offer a man. I wanted his hands on my body, his tongue in my mouth, his fingers in my vagina. I wanted him to make me arch and squirm, to make me "hot" and sweaty. I "needed" him like a drunk "needs" a bottle. A woman in love can often be "needful". "Perhaps it would be better to collar you and keep you as a slave," Serak suggested there behind the teepees in the darkness. "Some beads and a bit of buckskin would be `becoming' on you." "A spanking from time to time might not be amiss," I purred. "Your loincloth would be cut short," he ventured in reply. "I would of course be `bare' beneath it," I teased him. "Such is usually done to slave girls," he informed me. "And my breasts would be `bare'?" I ventured in return. "Your nipples would be `painted'," Serak smiled down at me. "And I would be `used' often?" I ventured, touching him. I noticed that he was "ready" for me. I wanted him "inside me". I wanted to be "had" there behind the teepees like some slave girl! "As `often' as I `wished it'," he said to me, undoing me be- neath my skirt, exposing me so that I might be thus penetrated. He pushed me up against a tree, reached down, lifted me up a bit. The bark was rough against my back through my cloak as he took me as a man "takes" a woman. My legs drawn up, wrapped around him. We were conscious of "little" but each other as he then "had" me! ***************************************************************** "How did you `DO' that?" one of the Women gasped, the ring dropping into Aurora's hand as she stood there before them. A few hundred feet overhead the airless dark cold surface of Luna. "By the `power' of my mind," Aurora smiled back at her. The look of "disbelief" in all their eyes making the Leaderess smile. "I've heard that those Earth Priestesses can do that," one of the Women spoke, her voice soft, but yet audible to all there. "They may `tap' energy sources we know nothing about," Auro- ra spoke. "And one of them was here tonight on the Moon, a quar- ter of a million miles from Earth, without any spacesuit or any means of transportation, looking at the Valkyrie, and leaving her own footprints in the dust as proof that she was actually here!" "That means.....?" another spoke, "disbelief" in her voice. "A `technology of the mind' as far superior to our physical technologies as ours is over that of the barbarians that still roam most of the Earth!" the tall golden haired Martian snapped back, it being obvious to her that should the Priestesses of Lys decide to "act" against them, there would be absolutely nothing either the Women or the Lorr would now be able to "do" about it! "Aiii!" a Woman gasped in shocked surprise, there being an "instant" of "shimmering" beside Aurora and then suddenly there stood a blond haired woman in a long white gown there before them, a golden ankh over her bosom! The woman Aurora instantly recognizing as Tais, First Priestess of the Priestesses of Lys!!! "I thought it might be `due time' I put in an `appearance'" Tais laughed to the shocked and surprised group of Women there on the Moon! "Especially since such a `fuss' has been made over my taking a walk around your new spaceship," she then added to them! ***************************************************************** "The `way' of a man with a maid never changes," a voice spoke from behind us. The voice of an old woman, a tribeswoman! A hint" of laughter in the voice as we both "froze" with shock! "When I was a young maid I too was put up against a tree and pleasure taken of me," she laughed there in the darkness, a dark blanket pulled about herself against the chill of the nighttime. "Although I did not cover my breasts as this one of yours does." "In her land, honored mother, women do not expose their breasts to lovers except in private," Serak explained as I stood there blushing hotly to myself, well aware of "what" she'd seen!! "Are you ashamed to show your bosom?" she then asked me. I smiled and undid my halter, letting my breasts hang free, with my nipples of course still yet covered by my clips. While the women of the Nevada peoples do not cover their nipples, this is not a practice that I wish to follow, as I find it quite embarrassing.* * It was a cultural practice of the 26th Century to cover the nipple if the breast was exposed with a golden disk much like the "pasties" worn by a "strip-tease" dancer of our own time. (JBB) "That is an `improvement'," Serak observed with a leer. I supposed that it "was". The women of the Nevadas do not wear straps either, but I wasn't quite willing yet to go "that far"!!! ***************************************************************** "You were the one walking out there around the Valkyrie?" Aurora breathed, regarding Tais with a look of utter "disbelief"! "You will not be permitted to use it to travel to other worlds outside of this solar system," Tais answered her in reply. "If you attempt to do so, action will be taken to see that you do not `do so' again." There was in her words a "hint of thunder"! "And `that' is a `decision' `you' have made for us?" Aurora hissed back in icy tones, well aware that Tais obviously pos- sessed "powers" that even Aurora herself could hardly comprehend! "What the Lorr did fifty thousand years ago will not be al- lowed to be `repeated'," Tais answered with a hint of "infinite power" in her voice. "Those greater than me have decided this." "And just `who' are they?" Aurora challenged, her eyes hot! "They are the `Guardians of Life'," Tais answered in reply. ***************************************************************** Lorraine Richards, Queen of Trelandar, Warlady of the Empire of California, stood at the window and looked out at the moonlit scene below, her dark eyes missing little of the beauty of the night-time scene. Mingled with such came a vision of what she'd seen there on Mars. The death, the "destruction" of revolution. "Where does it all `end'?" Lorraine now quietly mused to herself. |
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