"2569-05" - читать интересную книгу автора (Jerome Bigge - Warlady 7 - The Dularnian Queen)2569 A.D.! THE DULARNIAN QUEEN AN ADVENTURE IN THE SECOND DARK AGE OF MAN By Jerome B. Bigge Chapter Five "Don't `interfere'," Darlanis snapped, flinging the whip to one side, Sharon's naked body glistening with sweat, her body now crisscrossed from shoulders to below her buttocks with bleeding welts! How many times she'd been "struck" I didn't know, but I'd say at least three dozen times, and with a whip that was made to "cut" into one's skin! The sort of a whip used on animals, not on human beings! A long cruel lash a good seven feet long too!! Sharon herself hung sobbing, a beaten animal, no longer the proud young Queen she'd been. The three Orgonian teenagers cow- ering in the corner of the dungeon before my captain wide eyed, a look of "terror" on their faces that left no doubts as to their feelings! Darlanis had not said what she "planned" to "do" to them, and I knew that even if she wished their lives, there would be nothing that I could "do" about it now. She is a "dominant" woman, one "born to rule", unlike me, and I could only submit to her wishes, whatever they might be here or risk another "war"... "Stand aside," Darlanis snapped at Tori, who quickly did so. My captain returning to stand at my side, her eyes meeting mine. I thought of Lorraine, how "easily" she'd "broken" me one time. Darlanis was much the "same", another from the same "mold". The sort of a woman who "commands", who gives "orders", who is always "obeyed". I didn't think Sharon would ever try to "resist" her again now, although this was not something I could be sure of as no doubt Lorraine might be the determining factor here some day! "I'm glad I'm a `Dularnian'," Tori whispered softly to me. Darlanis now speaking to the three teenagers, two girls, one boy of about sixteen. Much to my surprise he had an "erection" too! The Empress then lifting her golden mesh skirt, the first girl pressing her lips against the Californian's body, "kissing her strap" as slave girls sometimes are required to do by mistresses! "She would have been `Queen of Dularn' if her brother hadn't `done' what he did," I whispered to Tori, watching the scene play out there before us. The second girl now kissing Darlanis there. The boy's erection leaving no doubts that like many young men he found a totally "dominant" woman now extremely sexually arousing! "I wonder if Darlanis sees that `bone'," Tori grinned back, the Empress speaking to the boy in low almost whispered tones. I suspected that she had, Darlanis being the sort of woman she is! "She did...," I breathed, the boy reaching under Darlanis' skirt, undoing her strap, and then kissing her right on her sex! The Empress holding him now to herself while the girls watched... Sharon there in her bonds, "watching", naked, sweaty, "bleeding". The "scene" there in my dungeon one that I will never "forget"!!! "She is an `Empress'," Tori said to me as I shared a drink with her there in my private chambers, the fine "state dinner" we would have had having been canceled by my order at Darlanis' re- quest. I no longer looked upon Darlanis quite the way as before. There was obviously much more "depth" to the woman than I known. "She insisted upon taking care of Sharon herself," I said. I understood "why". They would have much to speak about, I knew. "There is a saying, `spare the whip, spoil the child'," Tori smiled back. "I remember my mother saying it when she had to punish me," Tori grinned, her dark eyes and walnut hair reminding me so much of one once dear to me. A woman now only dried flesh and bones lying in a stainless steel coffin outside of Arsana... "Bob Simmons once said to me that the people of his time had forgotten the `need' to `discipline' children," I answered back. It had been only a matter of months since he and his lovely wife had returned to their own time, the "shock" of seeing their last remains something that still yet hardly seemed "believable" now! The "paradoxes" of time travel something I'll never get used to!! "No doubt my daughter would have liked living then," Tori smiled, "Especially after her mother got done welting her rump." Tori's daughter having "tried" her mother's patience a few times. Diane had her mother's own "smoldering" good looks, and enough "boyfriends" I understood from Tori to make up a football team. "`LYS' gift' to the young men of Arsana," I "smiled" back. "I am considering a `chastity'," Tori "grinned" in reply. "Perhaps I'm fortunate not having any children," I said. I didn't really look upon Hope as "mine", although I did love her. "I'm glad that LYS made me a woman, a mother," Tori said.* * LYS is the name of "God" in the 26th Century, where it was "be- lieved" with good reason that the Supreme Being was "female". I refer the "reader" to earlier books of this series for "details". It may also be noted here that early civilizations here on Earth believed that "God" was "female", the worship of "ASTARTE" being noted in the Bible and elsewhere. ISIS in Egypt was the same in Her "nature". It is only in male dominated societies that "God" has been "male". No doubt Janet Rogers played her role here too. The replacement of a "male" God with a "female" one might have been more "intelligent" than we first think, given the nature of the Universe as we know it today. One wonders here a bit. (J.B.) "No doubt your husband thinks `so' too," I grinned back at her. Tori being the sort of a woman that might "please" any man. Bob Simmons' "nickname" for her of "Torrid Tori" wasn't too far off if a "private joke" I'm glad Tori never learned the "truth" about... I doubt very much if she would have "appreciated" being compared to the original "Torri Wells", who was something like a "hip swinger". A "prostitute" by the "standards" of our society. "I feel a woman who wants her marriage to `work' has to work to see that it does," the dark eyed brownette smiled back at me. She was the same height as Carol Simmons had been, but her figure was somewhat different, with the woman from the 20th Century hav- ing been smaller busted and a bit heavier in the hips and legs. "The same `philosophy' that Carol Simmons had," I said. "I have a `favor' of you to ask," Tori Wells said to me. "Your Queen is `generous' with her `favors'," I smiled. I've never really "felt" like a Queen, perhaps because I've never really looked upon myself as really being "royalty" as such here. In my own eyes I'm just the "captain" of a Dularnian "raider" who also happens to be the "Queen" of her country due to unusual cir- cumstances that have little to "do" with what I once hoped to be! "The North Star will be commissioning," Tori said to me as I nodded. The ship had undergone a complete "refit", and was now ready for sea once again to carry out my orders and commands as the Queen of Dularn. Pirates were still a "problem", and while I had no doubt that Queen Freydis was telling me the truth that she had forbidden such "activities" among her own people living there to the north of Dularn, still we did "have" a "pirate problem"... "You will not be the first mother who has sent a daughter to sea to keep her `out of trouble'," I smiled back at the captain. I didn't need to mention to Tori, a Warrioress, that there was always the "risk" that her lovely daughter might just end up sewn up in a hammock with a catapult shot at her feet and tipped over the side of the ship after a battle. Such a young woman had end- ed up just exactly that way a year ago when we'd "rescued" Sharon from barbaric pirates holding her for a ransom south of Alaska. "She needs `discipline', and even a good whipping doesn't seem to `impress' her any more," Tori answered, the girl no doubt one of "those" who just can never be made to "behave" properly. This tends to be more of a problem with daughters than with sons for some reason, although just "why" is a good question here too! Diane had already gotten into "trouble" with the "law", something I knew rather well, having used my own authority to save her from being convicted of "piracy" for the "prank" of "stealing" a ship and sailing out into the strait and then back into the harbor! I knew the "details" of the issue here, and I'd been able to get the owners of the schooner to drop the charges against Tori's daughter and the others who had been with her that night. No doubt alcohol had been a "contributing factor", but still steal- ing a ship is legally "piracy", and you can get hung for it too!! "You could always let Darlanis have a `crack' at her," I "grinned", the look on Tori's face at that leaving no doubt that she didn't consider that as being "worthy" of even a reply now... I wondered too why I was so "afraid" of the darkness now, of "what" lurked there beneath the cold marble floors of my palace. My nightmares too were growing worse with time, terrifyingly so! And there were those strange "chills" that I felt here from time to time. Almost as if something from THE OTHER SIDE touched me!! "She would make a good midshipman," Tori pointed out. She had been the one charged with sailing the old "Atlantis" out into the strait, and she did manage to sail it back safely home again! She had taken the "whipping" she got for it rather well, which spoke much of her, although I hoped Tori realized that aboard a ship of war she would be under naval discipline, which can be and often is "stricter" than anything civilians as a rule ever know. "Like to take another voyage with me up to Sana?" I smiled back. Such a voyage is a little over a hundred miles, and ships like the North Star usually make it in less than a day. There had been a "bit of wind" last fall when I took Tori with me, and the North Star had been taking the seas heavy off her bow, while the ship had been rolling heavily in the "troughs" between the waves as we made our way north. For me it had been a chance to get a little "fresh air", have a deck beneath my feet again, even if the North Star was now "obsolete" in this age of armored steam frigates, but poor Tori had seen it much "differently" than me... "I think I'd rather have four legs and a `horn' in front of me," Tori smiled, the cavalrywoman having had "enough" of ships! She had also turned a surprising shade of "green" during the trip, with much of it spent in sickbay "puking" her insides out. 2569 A.D.! THE DULARNIAN QUEEN AN ADVENTURE IN THE SECOND DARK AGE OF MAN By Jerome B. Bigge Chapter Five "Don't `interfere'," Darlanis snapped, flinging the whip to one side, Sharon's naked body glistening with sweat, her body now crisscrossed from shoulders to below her buttocks with bleeding welts! How many times she'd been "struck" I didn't know, but I'd say at least three dozen times, and with a whip that was made to "cut" into one's skin! The sort of a whip used on animals, not on human beings! A long cruel lash a good seven feet long too!! Sharon herself hung sobbing, a beaten animal, no longer the proud young Queen she'd been. The three Orgonian teenagers cow- ering in the corner of the dungeon before my captain wide eyed, a look of "terror" on their faces that left no doubts as to their feelings! Darlanis had not said what she "planned" to "do" to them, and I knew that even if she wished their lives, there would be nothing that I could "do" about it now. She is a "dominant" woman, one "born to rule", unlike me, and I could only submit to her wishes, whatever they might be here or risk another "war"... "Stand aside," Darlanis snapped at Tori, who quickly did so. My captain returning to stand at my side, her eyes meeting mine. I thought of Lorraine, how "easily" she'd "broken" me one time. Darlanis was much the "same", another from the same "mold". The sort of a woman who "commands", who gives "orders", who is always "obeyed". I didn't think Sharon would ever try to "resist" her again now, although this was not something I could be sure of as no doubt Lorraine might be the determining factor here some day! "I'm glad I'm a `Dularnian'," Tori whispered softly to me. Darlanis now speaking to the three teenagers, two girls, one boy of about sixteen. Much to my surprise he had an "erection" too! The Empress then lifting her golden mesh skirt, the first girl pressing her lips against the Californian's body, "kissing her strap" as slave girls sometimes are required to do by mistresses! "She would have been `Queen of Dularn' if her brother hadn't `done' what he did," I whispered to Tori, watching the scene play out there before us. The second girl now kissing Darlanis there. The boy's erection leaving no doubts that like many young men he found a totally "dominant" woman now extremely sexually arousing! "I wonder if Darlanis sees that `bone'," Tori grinned back, the Empress speaking to the boy in low almost whispered tones. I suspected that she had, Darlanis being the sort of woman she is! "She did...," I breathed, the boy reaching under Darlanis' skirt, undoing her strap, and then kissing her right on her sex! The Empress holding him now to herself while the girls watched... Sharon there in her bonds, "watching", naked, sweaty, "bleeding". The "scene" there in my dungeon one that I will never "forget"!!! "She is an `Empress'," Tori said to me as I shared a drink with her there in my private chambers, the fine "state dinner" we would have had having been canceled by my order at Darlanis' re- quest. I no longer looked upon Darlanis quite the way as before. There was obviously much more "depth" to the woman than I known. "She insisted upon taking care of Sharon herself," I said. I understood "why". They would have much to speak about, I knew. "There is a saying, `spare the whip, spoil the child'," Tori smiled back. "I remember my mother saying it when she had to punish me," Tori grinned, her dark eyes and walnut hair reminding me so much of one once dear to me. A woman now only dried flesh and bones lying in a stainless steel coffin outside of Arsana... "Bob Simmons once said to me that the people of his time had forgotten the `need' to `discipline' children," I answered back. It had been only a matter of months since he and his lovely wife had returned to their own time, the "shock" of seeing their last remains something that still yet hardly seemed "believable" now! The "paradoxes" of time travel something I'll never get used to!! "No doubt my daughter would have liked living then," Tori smiled, "Especially after her mother got done welting her rump." Tori's daughter having "tried" her mother's patience a few times. Diane had her mother's own "smoldering" good looks, and enough "boyfriends" I understood from Tori to make up a football team. "`LYS' gift' to the young men of Arsana," I "smiled" back. "I am considering a `chastity'," Tori "grinned" in reply. "Perhaps I'm fortunate not having any children," I said. I didn't really look upon Hope as "mine", although I did love her. "I'm glad that LYS made me a woman, a mother," Tori said.* * LYS is the name of "God" in the 26th Century, where it was "be- lieved" with good reason that the Supreme Being was "female". I refer the "reader" to earlier books of this series for "details". It may also be noted here that early civilizations here on Earth believed that "God" was "female", the worship of "ASTARTE" being noted in the Bible and elsewhere. ISIS in Egypt was the same in Her "nature". It is only in male dominated societies that "God" has been "male". No doubt Janet Rogers played her role here too. The replacement of a "male" God with a "female" one might have been more "intelligent" than we first think, given the nature of the Universe as we know it today. One wonders here a bit. (J.B.) "No doubt your husband thinks `so' too," I grinned back at her. Tori being the sort of a woman that might "please" any man. Bob Simmons' "nickname" for her of "Torrid Tori" wasn't too far off if a "private joke" I'm glad Tori never learned the "truth" about... I doubt very much if she would have "appreciated" being compared to the original "Torri Wells", who was something like a "hip swinger". A "prostitute" by the "standards" of our society. "I feel a woman who wants her marriage to `work' has to work to see that it does," the dark eyed brownette smiled back at me. She was the same height as Carol Simmons had been, but her figure was somewhat different, with the woman from the 20th Century hav- ing been smaller busted and a bit heavier in the hips and legs. "The same `philosophy' that Carol Simmons had," I said. "I have a `favor' of you to ask," Tori Wells said to me. "Your Queen is `generous' with her `favors'," I smiled. I've never really "felt" like a Queen, perhaps because I've never really looked upon myself as really being "royalty" as such here. In my own eyes I'm just the "captain" of a Dularnian "raider" who also happens to be the "Queen" of her country due to unusual cir- cumstances that have little to "do" with what I once hoped to be! "The North Star will be commissioning," Tori said to me as I nodded. The ship had undergone a complete "refit", and was now ready for sea once again to carry out my orders and commands as the Queen of Dularn. Pirates were still a "problem", and while I had no doubt that Queen Freydis was telling me the truth that she had forbidden such "activities" among her own people living there to the north of Dularn, still we did "have" a "pirate problem"... "You will not be the first mother who has sent a daughter to sea to keep her `out of trouble'," I smiled back at the captain. I didn't need to mention to Tori, a Warrioress, that there was always the "risk" that her lovely daughter might just end up sewn up in a hammock with a catapult shot at her feet and tipped over the side of the ship after a battle. Such a young woman had end- ed up just exactly that way a year ago when we'd "rescued" Sharon from barbaric pirates holding her for a ransom south of Alaska. "She needs `discipline', and even a good whipping doesn't seem to `impress' her any more," Tori answered, the girl no doubt one of "those" who just can never be made to "behave" properly. This tends to be more of a problem with daughters than with sons for some reason, although just "why" is a good question here too! Diane had already gotten into "trouble" with the "law", something I knew rather well, having used my own authority to save her from being convicted of "piracy" for the "prank" of "stealing" a ship and sailing out into the strait and then back into the harbor! I knew the "details" of the issue here, and I'd been able to get the owners of the schooner to drop the charges against Tori's daughter and the others who had been with her that night. No doubt alcohol had been a "contributing factor", but still steal- ing a ship is legally "piracy", and you can get hung for it too!! "You could always let Darlanis have a `crack' at her," I "grinned", the look on Tori's face at that leaving no doubt that she didn't consider that as being "worthy" of even a reply now... I wondered too why I was so "afraid" of the darkness now, of "what" lurked there beneath the cold marble floors of my palace. My nightmares too were growing worse with time, terrifyingly so! And there were those strange "chills" that I felt here from time to time. Almost as if something from THE OTHER SIDE touched me!! "She would make a good midshipman," Tori pointed out. She had been the one charged with sailing the old "Atlantis" out into the strait, and she did manage to sail it back safely home again! She had taken the "whipping" she got for it rather well, which spoke much of her, although I hoped Tori realized that aboard a ship of war she would be under naval discipline, which can be and often is "stricter" than anything civilians as a rule ever know. "Like to take another voyage with me up to Sana?" I smiled back. Such a voyage is a little over a hundred miles, and ships like the North Star usually make it in less than a day. There had been a "bit of wind" last fall when I took Tori with me, and the North Star had been taking the seas heavy off her bow, while the ship had been rolling heavily in the "troughs" between the waves as we made our way north. For me it had been a chance to get a little "fresh air", have a deck beneath my feet again, even if the North Star was now "obsolete" in this age of armored steam frigates, but poor Tori had seen it much "differently" than me... "I think I'd rather have four legs and a `horn' in front of me," Tori smiled, the cavalrywoman having had "enough" of ships! She had also turned a surprising shade of "green" during the trip, with much of it spent in sickbay "puking" her insides out. |
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