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Click here"Believe, me." Whispered Kelli as they passed. "You don't need that right now."
"You come here often?" Asked Lora, drawing her blanket closer around her.
"More often than I would tell you." Said Kelli mischievously. "I honor the Goddess a lot."
Both women walked in silence for a while. Lora began to become embarrassed of the sensual intimacy the corridor seemed to leak. Each time she heard a moan, she felt as if she was intruding on something holy and not holy at the same time.
"What do you think of this place, given where I found you?" Asked Kelli.
"I feel it is the same thing. Women made to serve others at the expense of themselves." She replied.
"This is a very different place, Lora. Rarely do women hurt others in their exploits, unlike men. Also, every woman here has volunteered for the post. There are no slaves or captives here. Every woman has spent a long time perfecting her art to help with the stress of life." Said Kelli.
"I still don't know if it is right for so much affection to be so public. Something so intimate should not be so, on display."
"Sometimes what we are told is wrong is the right thing for us in the moment. I was told all my life that I was broken. That my love of the feminine was an affront to the Goddess rather than honoring her. I hid it within myself after the beatings, taunting and punishments seemed too much."
"That seems far more wrong than simply being who you are. The Lord often had the younger girls, um, entertain the men by playing with ourselves. They seemed to like it well enough." Lora said, sympathy growing for her mentor.
"Well, in my village it was forbidden. I was forced to marry. Forced to sex and forced to carry a child. That was the only thing I don't regret about the whole thing. My daughter I mean." Said Kelli.
"What happened to her, is she here? Did you have to leave her behind when you came here?" Asked Lora.
"A jangler came to my village one day. Erin was her name. She convinced myself and my daughter that our life was a sham. That we were not free to be ourselves. It took some convincing, but I left my husband, as is my right. We both came to Ravencrag."
"Did she die?" Said Lora, already dreading the answer.
"Yes. She went into the fire door and never came out." Said Kelli.
I tried putting a comment on here earlier, but, technology is whack sometimes. I really appreciate that people tell me they like my story. I do work very hard on it to get it where people can be turned on as well as get into the story.
As for your comment, it is not nitpicking, just being very observant. It originally would have been a mistake, but I got to thinking about it a bit. It wouldn't make sense for there to only be women in the city all the time. Vendors and merchants would be men, and the Valkyries would be cutting themselves off from supplies they might need.
I feel the man she bought the fruit from was a traveling merchant, only stopping off in Ravencrag for a short time. Maybe there is a small town outside the city that caters to men?
Anyways, thank you for your comment and I hope you continue to enjoy the story!
I have been working very hard on this story, so it is always great when people say they enjoy it!
I have had a set ending from the beginning, but very much am annoying how the story twists and turns in order to get all the characters to where they need to be for it.
It is not nitpicking, just very observant. It was originally a mistake, but the more I thought about it, it is probably likely traders would come to supply the city, be in the markets and such. But of course they would not be allowed in the city long term. Maybe there is a smaller town outside the city that caters to men? Who knows where it will go!
I had read the first few chapters, but somehow I missed the last several. Very nice Ghostmambo, thank you.
Very interested in where you take both the stories, as aside from the obvious, there is quite a few very interesting if winding paths the story below could take. As for the one above, you have opened it up marvelously with more background and intrigue.
PS I do apologize for this nitpicked criticism, but you had Kelli say she was sold a pomegranate by a man last month. But when you introduced the story you explicitly stated this town is exclusively female. A small detail, but one that seems the character would have been more accustomed to using different nouns for. Sorry again, and more importantly, Thank you again.