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Mail - PC Magazine Editors' Choice 2005 http://mail.yahoo.com <1st attachment, "Divani01.txt" begin> Divani - Chapter 01: A First Day (MFdiv intro piv reluc magic) by Backstory thebackstory@blockthespambots.yahoo.com IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER! ________________________________ This story is intended for individuals above the age of 21 or above whatever age the local jurisdiction of the reader would dictate. None of the characters of situations are in the least bit real, or even based on any real people or events. This story is not set in our world. The characters in this story live in a special world called fantasyland. In this world there are no STDs, which is why none of the characters even think of wearing condoms. In our world, this can get you sick or dead. You should never base your own life decisions on something done by a person who lives in fantasyland. The characters in fantasyland often engage in questionable or downright immoral behavior with little or no legal consequence. This is, again, not the case in our world. If you rape someone or have sex with a 15-year-old, you will probably go to prison and be raped yourself, so don't do it. In fact, there isn't much that the people of Fantasyland do that I would do, which is why I write about them. Fantasyland, as previously noted, has no real consequences and is a safe place for my fantasies. If you enjoy or hate this story, please send me mail at thebackstory@blockthespambots.yahoo.com. Just make sure you take blockthespambots out before you send it. Please don't send personal hate mail. Remember that I am actually a very nice person and nothing like the characters in my stories. In fact, I'm sure I'd hate them in real life. Please respect that this story is copyrighted. You can keep it and do whatever you want with it for personal use. You can freely distribute it, but make sure it's the original, with all information intact. You may not sell it or put it on a pay site. If you'd like to review one of my stories, feel free, but please send me a copy as a courtesy. ________________________________ Divani - Chapter 01: A First Day (MFdiv intro piv reluc magic) Pol Perik was no longer a young man, but at thirty-five, he felt that he had obtained a bit a wisdom since his younger days. He had run this particular training camp for nearly ten years and had worked at it for eighteen years before that, since he was seventeen. He ran a successful operation and his men respected him. Today Perik was to receive a new group of Divani females, who had been captured after the taking of Temsen Tirtotet across the sea. Whenever a Divani city was taken, the common practice was for all Divani males to be killed and all females rounded up and taken across the sea to the various training camps such as Perik's. Perik remembered as a boy, when the ships had first returned with tales of another continent across the sea, he had heard stories of the small, pale people who lived there and had been fascinated by the idea of a race of people other than humans. The Divani were small, generally between four and a half and five and a half feet tall. They were completely without pigment, with skin as white as a blizzard. Their build was slight and their features sharp. Divani women were nearly universally regarded as beautiful. The Divani also had long, thin, perfectly white hair, which was tied in somehow with an amazing regenerative ability. Males and females alike kept long, white hair which would sparkle with white light when they were injured. Small injuries could heal in seconds, significant ones in minutes or hours. Even grievous wounds could heal in a matter of days. Human conquerors quickly learned to decapitate their enemies, even if thought dead, and to always look for the flashing white light among their fallen enemies which would betray life. After decades of war with the Divani, Humans had learned that cutting the hair from a Divani male or female would rob them almost completely of their ability to heal and would demoralize them to the point of the most abject depression. Needless to say, this technique was used extensively with prisoners and during interrogations. It was not long after the first series of successful invasions that the trade in captured Divani females began. The same ability that, despite their small stature, made the Divani men so difficult an enemy allowed a human who took his pleasure of a Divani female to quite literally have her virginity every time he took her. This constant virgin sex with what, to a Divani female was invariably a hugely well-endowed male, was painful, but any damage done by the human would be readily healed. Perik arrived at the large hut where the Divani had been gathered and strode in. The females were hudled together in the center of the hut, several of Perik's men standing guard around them. His two best men, Pandrik and Aeulor guarded the door. Perik walked along the wall, to the middle of the room and turned to face his new charges. "Welcome to Tennogh. I am Master Perik." His voice boomed throughout the hut. "You are now the property of the Tennogh empire. In one year's time you will be sold and will be the property of whoever buys you. At all times you are all to do EXACTLY as you are told. If you do not, you will be given pain and injury. If you still do not obey, your hair will be cut and you will not be permitted to heal yourself. If, after all of this, you still have not learned who your masters are, you will be killed outright." There was a bit of scattered whispering, which Perik allowed to die down before he continued. "If you have our trust or have earned it back, your hair will be allowed to grow and you can work to improve your rank. You will train here for a period of one year. At the end of this year, you will be sold according to your rank. The many who have come before you have expressed that it is generally desirable to reach the highest rank possible so as to be sold well. This is not a guarantee of preferential treatment or of an easy life. No matter your rank, your devotion to your master at that time will be complete. You will do whatever you are told to do. You will cut your own hair if he disires it. Are there any questions about this?" A slender white hand was raised. Perik called on her. "Yes, little one." "I cannot speak for the others," came a small, strong voice. Her accent was sharp and clipped, "but I would rather die than submit to such treatment." Perik nodded patiently. "I understand how it is you feel. Believe me, I've heard it before." He gestured sadly to one of his men, who drew his sword and waded into the group of pale bodies. Most of the Divani gave the human a wide berth, but the one who had spoken stood her ground. Perik's man raised his sword arm and still she did not flinch. Perik knew that an example should be made, but he was fascinated. "Hennit, hold there. You, little one. Divani. What is your name?" The Divani female bowed her head slightly. "I am called Tenintetnemin." Perik grunted. "And what does that mean in your tongue?" Tenintetnemin seemed taken aback but answered, "It means... the... the light of the full moon." Perik smiled. "A fine name. But when you speak to me, Tenintetnemin, you must remember to address me as Master Perik or Master." Her face hardened, the sharp lines of her cheekbones and jaw becoming even more accentuated. "I will not." Hennit raised his sword again, but again Perik held him back with a word. "Tenintetnemin, you have a strong spirit. I can see that you will be a challenge for us." he seemed to consider. "Take Tenintetnemin to my room and see that she is secure. The man sheathed his sword. "Yes, my lord." As Hennit lifted Tenintetnemin under one muscular arm, Perik addressed the group once again. "Tomorrow there will be an auction. Another group which has been here for a year will be sold. This is a happy coincidence and you will all observe this event so that you might have an understanding of what type of master is likely to purchase a slave of a given rank." He stayed in the hall, watching over as his men organized the group to take them to their cells. When he was satisfied things would go smoothly, he left for his room. *** He arrived in his bed-chamber a few minutes later and found that Tenintetnemin had been splendidly prepared. Her clothing had been stripped away and she stood on a wooden stoop against one wall. Her wrists were shackled, stretching her arms up above her head. He removed his shirt and approached her. She met his gaze and did not flinch. Her breasts were well rounded and as pale white as the rest of her. Only her nipples and her lips betrayed the most subtle gray. He reached out a hand and brushed it against her upheld arm - she did not pull away - then moved it downward, letting his fingers trail up over her left breast, to cup her right. He squeezed her soft flesh and felt his desire building. He pinched lightly at her nipple, feeling it rise in response, then let his fingers drift downward, to her hairless pussy. He slid his finger downward until he felt the part of her cunt, then pressed his finger gently toward her, nestling it between her pristine lips. Her breath quickened. "I can show you pleasure as you've never known it, Tenintetnemin." "I thank you, but I'd ask that instead you release me, and my sisters." Periks finger slid upward, finding the bud of her clit and he pressed there. She squirmed almost unconsciously. "I am going to take you down from there to my bed and have my way with you. What do you say to that?" "I cannot stop you." He turned the mechanism that released her wrists and lifted her gently from the stoop. She did not struggle, nestling softly into him as he carried her to his bed. He place her onto the bed and she lay on her back as he put her. He removed his pants and watched her reaction. She could not hide her surprise and alarm. "I'm no Divani male, am I?" She stared at his cock, seemingly transfixed. "It's so large... I... " "Shhhh... here, let me show you how it feels." He climbed between her legs and placed his dick against her pussy. She was ready for him; Divani women always seemed to be well lubricated. He pushed forward, into her, and she could not hide the pleasure she felt from this. "A man, such as I, can give you more pleasure than you ever would have known from a Divani male. This is what I can teach you. When my job is done, you will not be able to deny it. You will not want to deny it. There is pleasure in the act of sex, yes?" Her brow furrowed, and she bit her lip, but did not answer. "Pleasure both with Divani and with men. But the real pleaure comes with the glow of white light from your hair. When my lust forces your cunt to heal, you will feel a pleasure you've never known." he pushed himself a little further into her tight cunt. The slightest hint of light played along the ends of her hair and she gasped, ever so slightly. "You see? The lust of a man is the only act that can bring you this pleasure. No Divani male could give you such a feeling." "That isn't true. You've been misinformed." He smiled, continuing to push himself into her, but her face remained stoic. Abruptly, he pushed his cock all of the way into her so that his balls nestled between her legs, she was exquisitely tight and smooth. Her mouth dropped open in surprise and a shimmer of light flashed in her pure white hair. Tenintetnemin gasped, a look of confusion clouding her features. "I see that it is you who have been misinformed." She was beautiful, even for a Divani, and he always relished this moment, when he first awakened them to a lust for human pleasure. He felt her little cunt tightening, squeezing around his dick and almost lost his seed. She looked suddenly panicked. "This is wrong, what have you done to me? It's some kind of trick, I ... Ah!" Her eyes rolled back in her head as he slid his dick out and began to fuck her tight little Divani cunt with long slow strokes. Her hair flashed subtly each time he penetrated her. She was loosening up a bit - the healing power was by no means infinite - but she remained tight and smooth along his shaft. Despite herself, Tenintetnemin began to moan and writhe under Perik's attention. Her breathing now came in short sharp bursts and she stared into his eyes, her face full of confusion mixed with intense pleasure. As she reached the moment of orgasm, he slammed his cock up into her, eliciting a sharp cry, and then held it there, moving it around inside her. She whimpered and spasmed, unable to deny the physical reality of what she was feeling. Tenintetnemin's first real orgasm lasted for over a minute, after which Perik slowly slid his cock from her, feeling her shudder, and lay next to her on the bed. She did not move, not even to close her legs. Her white breasts rose and fell as she caught her breath, her long white hair first shimmering, then slowly fading. For a long while, they lay in silence, then Tenintetnemin spoke. "I was unprepared for this, but do not mistake this for weakness." "Of course not." "My body has betrayed me, nothing more. I can no more control my physical responses than I could have kept you from ravaging me in the first place." "You'll forgive me if I say this, but I don't think it is your body alone which has betrayed you." She turned, facing him. "Why do you say this?" "Tell me truthfully that you are not, righ now, thinking about my cock inside of you and how good it felt. If you can tell me this honestly, then honestly I will free you today. She regarded him for several moments. "Perhaps it is fair to say that... that I have been... mislead by my people. It seems our tales of humans are not entirely accurate." "As I have tried to tell you. But you are tired. Let us leave it at that." ________________________________ (C)Copyright 2005 by Backstory FTP site: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/backstory Text site: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/backstory/ Web site: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/backstory/www <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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