1. Hypnotryst - Part 1


    Date: 11/13/2015, Categories: Bisexual, Author: blin18, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    roommate was telling me I‘d been a sourpuss for weeks. She wanted to set me up on a date to snap me out of it, so it must have been after I broke up with my first boyfriend, and that was in third-year. TW: Was it a traumatic breakup? (EDIT: There is a pause in the recording at this point while Susan considers the question. TW) TW: Susan? SR: You know, I don’t remember. I think we just drifted apart. I’m not holding a candle for him or anything. To be honest, I can’t even picture him. (EDIT: Playback terminated. The interview continues in this vein for the remainder of the session, however there are no revelatory moments or points of interest to the case. Before she left, Susan reminded me about the writing exercise and offered to let me read her story. It was most revealing and I will attach it here in the transcription of the case file. TW) ~~~ The Warrior Queen by Susan Richards Sasha made her way through the camp with her message, conscious of the many eyes upon her – some with suspicion and some with lust, though she feared none. Every warrior knew she was the handmaiden of Anja, and whether out of respect or fear – or possibly both – none would dare to waylay her and risk the warrior queen’s wrath. In a camp of a thousand olive-skinned soldiers, Sasha was doubly conspicuous; not just for her sex, but also her blonde hair and clear, milky skin. As a foundling left at the gate of the old king’s fortress, Sasha’s pale features were more than rare in Ceduna, they were ...
    unique; although some travellers claim to have seen her like in lands far beyond the mountains to the north. Adopted by the old king’s servants and a companion to Anja since birth, Sasha lived a protected life enjoyed by few women in this land torn by war and ruled with a bloody sword. With the last light bleeding out of the day, she found the soldier she sought. He was no more than twenty summers out of his mother’s womb – so barely more than a boy – but with the broad, muscled chest of a man and those narrow hips that appealed to her mistress. Conversation around his fire ceased as Sasha approached and while his companions stared hungrily at her bare legs and midriff, the boy himself looked into her eyes; it was another quality that no doubt singled him out to the warrior queen. She pressed the medallion into his hand and whispered into his ear, “When the evening star has set, and not a moment before.” He nodded his understanding but said nothing, and Sasha again felt many eyes witness her retreat and heard a great many whispered suggestions of how she might be used should she choose one day to stay and entertain them rather than returning to the security of Anja’s rooms. Sasha considered what might happen to her if her mistress was ever felled in battle; what the men might do if she was no longer protected by the mightiest sword in Ceduna. She shivered at the thought, but not with any real sense of fear. It was said that Anja was invincible. Sasha didn’t believe that to be true; ...
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