Valentine's

[Guest]

ARIANA

Ariana was dressed in a beautiful white robe, one shoulder bared, while a brooch was fastened on the other. The material shimmered and glimmered in the evening light. Her hair was piled high atop her head, a red rose stuck into it. Her priestesses were dressed in the same manner, except the material didn't shimmer like hers.

The bonfire was lit by some of Leix' crew. And as Ariana drew near, the crowd was hushed. She mounted the podium and held her hands up to the sky. "Oh Juno, your disciples send you these offerings," and two of the young ppriestesses came forward, one with a basket of fruits, the other with a basket of flowers. Ariana took them one by one and put them on the altar. Then another priestess came forward with a bird cage. Ariana took it and opened the door and released a pair of doves into the evening sky. "Oh, Goddess, please accept our offer for the continuation of our people, by fruitfulness. Do not let any woman stay barren, and let every man now pour forth his seed ."

With those words, another priestess came forward and released the brooch on Ariana's shoulder. The material fell away from her body, revealing her beautiful naked body for all to see. The crowd gasped at her beauty, and started to become restless. The Mayor came closer to stand beside her, hardly able to keep his eyes from her.

Now the last two of the priestesses came forward with the large earthenware pot. "And now for the lottery. I will call each man and he will take a scroll and read it out loud. First: LEIX!"

 

[ariosto]

Leix strode up onto the podium, his muscles gleaming in the torch light. He stripped off his loin cloth and threw it into the sacred flames.
He bowed to the Mayor and touched his lips to each Ariana's rouged breasts.
He winked at her.
Later..., he whispered.

He crossed the stage to the two young priestesses that were trying hard to avert their eyes from the turgid rod that swung before him.
He grinned and pinched their cheeks. They giggled and then cast guilty eyes towards Ariana.
"Lighten up!" He boomed,
"This is a celebration of life!"
He plunged his arm into the urn and pulled out a small scroll.
The crowd hushed.
Leix cast his eyes around the crowd and they settled on one pretty upturned face.

"Larielle!"
He sang out..."Will you be mine?"

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Larielle

I smiled and my cheeks burned pink. Although no longer a virgin, I hadn't lost my shiness. Faces turned to stare at me as I glided up unto the stage. Being infront of so many people, my courage was challenged and I kept my eyes low, trying not to have too much attention drawn to me. I stood next to the man who had picked out my scroll. Was it bad luck to be called first? "I'm Larielle," I said to him, trying not to let my eyes stray from their place on the ground. I could already feel myself getting hot.

 

[Kineser]

ARIANA

Ariana smile at Leix, her lips pursed in a kiss and blew it at him. She smiled wider when she heard Larielle's name called, knowing that they were a good match. "The gods and godesses in heaven must be smiling on us tonight." she thought.

"Next," she called out, "BAYNDOR." As he came up to the podium, her eyes sought out ERODICUS, who would be next.

 

[Elvenspell]

Beren

Beren didn't reply to the sweet Diana, as the ceremony began. He watched the proceedings with a wonder born of not having attended this rite before.

 

[Tongueflicker]

Bayndor

He moved through the crowd. Climbing up onto the stage, he scanned the people gathered in the crowd. His eyes locked onto Satine...it was just then that his foot caught the last step. He tripped and pitched forward onto the stage, landing flat on his face. He let out a light groan.
The priestesses came to his aid, helping him up to his feet. Embarrassed, but uninjured, Bayndor stood back up. The priestesses pulled at his clothing, tugging it all off, and tossing it into the fire.
Naked, now, in front of the crowd, Bayndor bowed slightly to the Mayor. He crossed the stage and, as seemed the custom, lowered his lips to Ariana's breasts. He kissed them each very softly, ever so lightly, making her wonder if they had actually been there or not.
He scuttled to the large, clay urn and reached inside (feeling as if he were reaching into the Great Mother herself). He pulled out a small scroll. Standing before the crowd, he fiddled with the scroll, trying to unroll it, finally getting it open with flustering and fidgeting fingers. He read the parchment...
"Satine..." his voice was a soft whisper.
He looked into the crowd, finding her, wondering about her reaction....

 

[Miltone]

Erodicus, The Teacher

As Ariana called the men up, one by one, I anxiously awaited my turn. Perhaps this night I would be among those who would celebrate with more than a glass of wine and a fine meal.
After she had called Bayndor the baker up, I noticed that her eyes seemed to focus on me. I smiled proudly and waited my turn.

 

[ariosto]

"This could take awhile Larielle, come on."
With a wave of his hand to Ariana who blew him a kiss, Leix took the girl by the arm and led her off the podium.
They strode naked across the plaza and he laid claim to one of the specially built bowers that he and his crew had constructed only yesterday.
Set back in a small copse of trees, it was enclosed on three sides but open on the fourth so that they could see and be seen by the other couples participating in the rites.
In the center of the bower was a platform raised about two feet from the earth and covered with a thick layer of soft mosses.
He bade Larielle be seated and took the flagon of aphrodisiac laced wine from it's hook against one wall and offered it to her.
He did not know this one well but she was beautiful and he wondered what kind of love making she would desire.

 

[Kineser]

ARIANA

"ERODICUS" she sang out after Bayndor had led the beautiful Satine off the stage.

She scanned the crowd for the next man, and found him a bit to the back, his handsome serious young face looking very solemn. BEREN, she remembered he was called, the young alchemist.

Leix had led Larielle off to one of the bowers that were set up around the square. She smiled imagining what a good time Larielle was in for.

 

[Miltone]

Erodicus, the Teacher

I felt a chill upon hearing my name called out by the beautiful High Priestess, Ariana, her lovely voice singing out my name for all the town to hear. I made my way through the crowd toward the podium, glancing at those maidens who were watching the ceremony, wondering which one had written their name upon the scroll I was about to draw.

Following the ceremonial precedent, upon mounting the podium, I pulled my loin cloth free from my body, baring my tall muscular body and manly pride to the crowd, and tossed it into the sacred fire, casting a bright flame of sparks up to the heavens. Throwing my elegant robe over my shoulder, I boldly strode over to bow in allegiance to the mayor and then bent before the High Priestess to place a kiss of thanksgiving to the godess Juno upon each of her breasts.

I stood proudly as the young priestesses held forth the urn filled with the scrolls of the maidens. I thrust my hand inside and swirled it around wondering which one the gods would deliver to me. When one fell into my curling fingers, I pulled it out, unfastened the lovely hand-tied ribbon, and unrolled the parchment scroll. I was surprised to see the name handwritten in a beautiful script. I raised my head and looked out to the crowd, seeing the many hopeful upturned faces awaiting my announcement, and scanning for the one who had written her name so beautifully on her scroll.

"The gods have brought you to this grand festival of fertility. Diana, I am yours if you will be mine!"

 

[Kineser]

"BEREN", she sang out next, smiling at the joy in Erodicus' face at his good luck. Yes, the Goddess of love was good to her people. Doubtlessly she'd arranged it so that the couples that were attracted to each other would be thrown together.

Once againshe scanned the crowd for the next man. Ptolemy, yes that's his name.

 

[Elvenspell]

"Diana, dear.. go."

Beren smiled as he watched the shock and arousal fight in Diana's eyes. The fellow who had called her name was indeed a very proudly built man.

"You'll be fine, love. Go on!"

Just then, he heard his own name called. Squeezing Diana's hand, he departed for the stage.

Upon reaching there, he carefully shed his robe, and took off his loincloth, which he held over the fire, only dropping it within when the flames threatened his fingertips. He felt the gently cool air waft around his well trained sex, alchemic sexual magick practices requiring much control over one's own body. Striding to the priestess he bent down, kissing each breast with a soft tongue flick, wishing the Goddess much lust in thanks for the blessings.

He then moved to the young priestesses, and carefully picked a name from the urn. His eyes widened and he called forth, "The Gods have blessed me this day! Ariana, will you be mine?"

 

[Miltone]

Erodicus, The Teacher

As the High Priestess sang out the name of the next man, I stood to the side of the podium, and waited for Diana to come forth. I knew of her family and had heard of her beauty. Would she know of my tender and caring soul that was hidden by the proud exterior of a learned educator?

As the crowd parted to let her through, I could she her come slowly toward me, a look af apprehension in her dark blue eyes. With her auburn hair flowing about her shoulders, I was struck by the wonder of her beauty and charm and dropped to a knee to take her hand. I said a prayer of thanks to the goddess Venus for gracing my presence with this girl of rare and exceptional beauty.

"Dearest, Diana," I said softly and humbly, hoping that she would see all of my fine qualities issue forth in the sparkle of my azure eyes, as I looked up at her. "Will you now join me for the evening?"

 

[papillon24]

Diana

I felt the hand of Berentake mine as if to assure me everything was to be alright. I looked back to him fos I heard the man I was to spend thee night with speak out to me.

"Will you now join me for the evening?" As he came nearer.

"I would be honored to join you." I lowered my eyes politely and took his hand. I was amazed at the beauty in his eyes and the mind I knew there was.

 

[Kineser]

ARIANA

Ariana started, when she hears Beren call out her name. Of course someone must have made a mistake and put her name in the pot. Maybe one of her priestesses, wanting to do her a service. Not knowing that the High Priestess would ALWAYS go with the Mayor first.

Well, never mind, she called Beren over, and explained the situation to him. To ease the embarassment that had colored his face red, she hugged him to her and kissed him on the lips. Their naked bodies drew together like opposing magnets, and soon she could feel his rising manhood against her tummy. Smiling she pushed him away, saying: "Later, Beren, we will have our time together."

 

[Elvenspell]

Beren

Beren nods solemnly at Ariana's words and leaves the ceremonial area, surrendering it to Ptolemy.

 

[Miltone]

Erodicus, The Teacher

I took the hand of Diana in mine and was overcome by the unassuming manner that she exhibited, so unlike many others whose beauty was inferior. As was the custom, I helped her cast aside her gown to the wonder of the crowd and offered her my arm as we made our way toward one of the bowers where we could become more comfortable.

I spread my velvet cloak over the soft mosses of the platform and helped Diana up. As we shared a drink of wine, I tried to ease any nervousness or apprehension that she might be feeling.

"This is a wonderful night of feasting and drink!" I began, reclining beside her. "But I wish you to know that these hours we might spend together are as precious to me as to you and that I wish to leave you with only the most favorable memories of pleasure and delight."

I prayed that the smile in her dark eyes signaled her agreement.

 

[sweetiedomme31]

Larielle

I sat on the platform, pushing my legs together shyly and took a sip of the wine he had handed to me. He moved closer to me and sat beside me. Hoping I wasn't being too forward, I raised myself to my knees, it was the only was I could reach the man, and pressed my lips to his.

 

[ariosto]

Her lips tasted like sweet wine, and he let some run down over her breasts and stomach.
Larielle was very young. Her skin smooth and honey toned. Leix wanted to lick her all over, to kiss and devour her, to hurl her on to the bower spread her open and fill her with himself!
Patience...patience.
His hands were balled into fists and he felt an enormous frustration rising in him like a black wave.

The girl saw him tighten up momentarily, the hard muscles oh his body looking like cords of wood.
He was not of this place...a barbarian.
She wondered how it would feel to have that massive thick organ buried in her and she felt herself moistening at the very thought.
His rough hand slid between her legs and the caloused heel was against her clit. He squeezed her sex in his hand like a blossom from a rose and she cried out!

"Are you ready for me little one?"

 

[Lyonhart42]

Amber

(meeting the call for girls....)
Amber is yet another of the first timers as she just turned 18, Tall and athletic and not at all shy she competes with the boys in sports but is disapointed by there 'just one of the guys' attitude when they all seem to pass her up for dates. She's ample in the cheast department but not overly large. she has redish hair, and brown eyes, and truly killer legs.

I'm standing towards the back of the square wondering what the mixup on stage is

 

[papillon24]

Diana

I felt a slight coolness as my robe was removed. I linked my arm with his and followed him up to the platform where he had lain his cloak on the ground.

the goblet of wine we shared was the sweetest that had ever crossed my lips and my tense nerves started to ease.


"But I wish you to know that these hours we might spend together are as precious to me as to you and that I wish to leave you with only the most favorable memories of pleasure and delight."


I nodded in agreement and I looked upon the man who was to be my first. He was handsome to me and I could not take my gaze from his eyes. Realizing all manner that thad been taught to me my entire life were being broken, I lowered my eyes and spoke gently as I had been taught.

"I have hear your name many times before from my father. I hear you are a wise and honored teacher. I have always wished I could be taught like the boys. Much of what I know I leared from the alchemist, Beren. I admire men like you who posess the knowledge of this world."

 

[Kineser]

ARIANA

As Beren turned around dejectedly, Ariana cried: "Wait, you don't understand, you get one more chance to draw. No one will leave this place without a partner."

 

[SexyAmber]

Saffira

(Thanks for the invite Milty)

Saffira

The daughter of a Scribe, just turned 18. Wearing the virgin robes of white with a golden braided sash. She weaved her way down the narrow streets. Her features like touched by the hands of the gods, finely carved in porcelain. Her golden mane lay in decadent ringlets down the slopes of her lush body, upon her head was a finely hammered golden piece that accentuated the intensity of her silver gaze.

Her bare feet lead her up the platform to primitive bowl where her fingers quivered as she took the quill and scribed her name in her unique script, It seemed to take an eternity for the piece of parchment to float and takes it rest with the other names. She turned taking a deep a breath, the exhale heard only lightly on the wind around her that whipped her hair across her stunning face. She turned and took her seat upon the marble stairs and waited quietly.

 

[SexyAmber]

Saffira

Descript

 

[along came mary]

Zahra.. (Answering the call for more ladies.)

Zahra stood a modest distance from the podium, her kohl lined dark eyes watching quietly. Overall she posed pretty picture, cobalt blue robes draped across her slender, lithe 5’8” frame, highlighting an attractive figure. Her hips adorned with slender gold belts, as are her upper arms encircled with slim golden bracelets that mimic the belts design. Raven black hair, straight and luminous, gleamed in the light cast from the bonfire. Her obsidian eyes glimmered with intelligence and a passion for life that has been suppressed for far too long.

Her expression and demeanor was one of aloof detachment belying the fluttering of her stomach and pounding heart. Her nervousness stemmed from her actions earlier, where on sheer impulse, she had placed her own name in the clay pot from which the Priestess was drawing from.

Unlike most of the other ladies participating, she was not a maiden, but a widow. She had met her husband, a Roman solider, during his travels through her homeland, Egypt. Yet shortly after returning to home with her husband, he had been killed tragically in battle far away. She had chose to remain here rather than travel back to mother Egypt. A decision she was coming to regret due to the lack of companionship, both physical and emotional.