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I awaken at dawn to find myself surrounded by several women of the tribe, each holding a wooden cup or bowl. When they realize that I am awake, they begin to feed me bits of shredded meat, fruit, and bread. From time to time someone holds a cup of wine to my parched lips.
Eventually, I feel fully revived and throw aside my fur cape. As I sit up, my mother and the Seer reappear and ask me to lie back down. I am puzzled, but do as they request. When I am lying naked on my back, the tribe once again gathers near the dais. Many of them appear to be exhausted. Later in the day, the Seer will inform me that my coupling aroused the men and women of the tribe so much that virtually all of them spent the entire night copulating.
When everyone has arrived, they fall silent. I do not know why and I do not know if something else is expected of me, so once again I attempt to rise.
"Lie back, Queen Willow," my mother tells me as she pushes me back down onto the dais. When I comply, the Seer steps forward and places her ancient hands on my belly.
Long minutes pass. Finally, the Seer surveys the crowd and her withered face breaks out into a smile.
"Queen Willow is with child! A female child!" she announces and the tribe erupts into a cheering mass. Men clap each other on the back while women exchange hugs. Everyone begins to dance around the dais. Small children, who do not understand what has happened, join in the merriment simply because they are children.
As the crowd finally calms and begins to disperse, the Council appears, helps me dismount from the dais, and leads me down to the lake where several women are waiting to bathe me.
Much later, clean, dry, and dressed in soft leather garments that have been dyed a deep royal purple; I walk among my people as their impregnated queen and find that all is well with the tribe.
As I move among them, I feel excitement build within me as I realize I am now free to copulate whenever I wish. As queen I can choose any male in the tribe, although by custom I am expected to obtain permission from the mate of any man who is already a member of an established household.
Also by custom, such permission is never denied. Every woman of our tribe feels honored to know that her mate is virile enough to attract the attention of the queen.
I find myself looking at each man I encounter from a new perspective. Men I have known all my life are now candidates for coupling with me in the future. I pay particular attention to the newer captives. If I ever decide upon a permanent mate, or if I wish to conceive again, the Council will look favorably upon me for choosing a man from a different tribe.
As I continue my stroll about the encampment, I am at peace. My first copulation has been successful and the people feel reassured as they return to their celebration of the solstice, my ascension to the throne, and Conception Day.
Soon, very soon, I will select a man to service me. My experience on the dais has left me wanting more. Much more.
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Frivolousabout 6 years agoVery good. Very sexy. Would be ideal for the new queen to find out eventually who the three hooded men were, though.
TJSkywindover 6 years agoAll the other women have mates, but the queen only has sex once year on Conception Day with faceless men. The young woman only talks of her mother and grandmother, and is curiously silent about her siblings. No friend or confidant? Is she discouraged from even interacting with men during the rest of the year? Having experienced sex, won't she want to repeat the act? Or as queen, is she conditioned to only think if sex as a means of breeding?
What would happen if a queen suddenly died, and a younger sister was paired with a man - does she have to give him up upon ascending as queen? If such a new queen had a daughter already, would that girl become heir, or - because the father was known, be prohibited from succession?
Is there a significance to why the ascension takes place at age 19? Why not 18 or 20? If she doesn't conceive after the first three matings, are another three men selected for a repeat the next night? Or does she wait until the next year to try again? Presumably, the drug inhibiting her libido does not affect fertility. Or does it? Once pregnant, does she resume taking the drug? If so, does it affect the personality of the child? It was mentioned that the women take a counter balance drug when they want to have sex so as to better enjoy it. Does the libido reducing drug also have birth control properties then? The protagonist was not given any foreplay - just straight to the rutting. Is that, too, designed to socially keep her distant, to prevent her from enjoying the sex too much?
I assume there is a religious significance to the wine the morning after, though it would tend to further dehydrate the woman. My first ex- would drink one or two glasses afterward making love, and would have a headache the next morning if she didn't.
These types of ceremonies are more commonly associated with farming groups, not hunter gathers. The rite itself appeared to be totally secular rite, curiously lacking in religious invocation. Is Conception Day, then, only for the queen? And everyone else getting aroused is just an excuse to party?
During fights, does the queen fight alongside her people? Or does she stay back? What keeps the war chief from keeping control after the war - other than custom?
The sense of being separate from the rest of the tribe is well conveyed; the young woman is almost dispassionate about her experience. Polite to others, but she appears emotionally distant, and we don't know if that's the effect of the drugs she takes, how the heir is groomed, or just the personality of the protagonist. Or, even some combination of the above.
These are observations, not criticisms. Your story is well written, and these above questions are the sort that naturally spring to my mind when a new society or culture is introduced. Thanks for sharing. 4*
whatshername86over 6 years agoA different kind of story by this writer. Very plausible and extremely arousing!
