Massassi Sapphire
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MASSASSI SAPPHIRE
Dreams of Iridonia
In little children's heavy heads my dreams erupt while in my bed. Innocence is, innocence is, innocence is dripping red. ~Coil "Love's Secret Domain"
Maul sat down on the dusty ground of the pit and explored this invisible cap that barred his way to freedom. It was Force made, but generated neither from the Lightside nor the Dark. Perplexing as well as vexing. He pushed at it with his mind, softly at first, then with all his might. There was no change.
Using the Force brought the omnipresent energies of the Massassi Sapphire to prominence in Lord Maul's awareness. They curled around the Sith Lord like mating serpents. Consumed with the ecstasy of the power of the Dark, Darth Maul knelt, drew away his robes and leather gloves, and took his member in hand. Dusky black except for the tip, which was a shining crimson, glistening with the sticky nectar of arousal, it pulsated in his hand, in rhythm with the waves of resonance coming from the nearby Sith relic. Slowly, he pulled on himself, reveling in the shivers that shook his spine. Maul gradually picked up the pace of his strokes, fingering the erogenous areas at the base of his horns with his other hand. With his mind filled with erotic images of the ancient and bestial Massassi, engaging in Force enhanced orgies before the witness of Naga Sadow Maul arched back and groaned, as he expelled long threads of silvery-white fluid with each pulse of the Force that possessed him. Minutes passed and still the Sith Lord climaxed, leaving his seed spattered on the wall and floor of the pit.. Maul trembled from head to toe with the intensity of his climax, but at least now he could focus on how to escape this trap and vanquish the soul whom had laid it so well.
"Are you quite through sullying the hole I worked so hard to dig, Sith animal?"
Maul jumped to his feet, tucked his softening organ behind the layers of his robes, and glared upwards to meet the steely eyes of a young woman with a crown of Autumn leaves interwoven in her short dark hair. He could only see her head as she was obviously lying on the ground, peeking over the edge of the pit. Her smileĀ no it was not a smile, it was a smirk...it gave her pretty face an air of wise sorrow poorly-concealed as mirth.
"You will drop the barrier," Maul said to her. The woman's breath caught upon hearing Maul's silken voice. She could almost feel his hand on her cheek as he spoke. She strengthened the barrier.
Maul felt the barrier thicken and cocked his head in a combination of controlled fury and rampant curiosity of this power the girl possessed.
"What is your name?" He half-asked, half-demanded.
"Call me Seshat," she said, and she was gone.
She heard the Sith Lord shout after her for release as she made her way back to her cabin. His voice cut through her soul in a way that both frightened and intrigued her. Seshat felt a wave of goose bumps course up her legs and buttocks at the growls and shouts that echoed behind her.
Upon entrusting her with the Massassi Sapphire, the Botanists had told Seshat that the day might come when the Sith would find her. Seshat's teacher had been proficient in the Force and taught her many techniques of defense and aversion that Seshat could use in conjunction with her own Earth Magicks. And he had dispensed wisdom.
"Surround your fortress with traps and fortify them with the magicks you have learned," he instructed telepathically. "If the Sith come, spirit the Massassi Sapphire away to the second guardian and conceal yourself in a pre-determined haven until the danger has passed. Here is a map that will lead you to the second guardian. If the time comes for you to flee, look for Elliott."
He smiled sweetly up at Seshat.
"Seshat, you are uniquely powerful amongst your people. We have faith that you will endure this trial with a nobility unmatched by any in the Universe. This tainted jewel will plague you at times, but you have shown an uncanny strength of Will. To be sure you do not suffer, take this." And the Botanist touched Seshat on her forehead, his finger shining gently with the glow of comfort. Time stopped for Seshat at that moment and a peace surrounded her. That peace had been with her, in her perpetual youth for seventeen years....until now.
Now, the Sith had broken through that peace. Seshat closed her eyes and all she could see was the wild beauty of this being pleasuring himself with an abandon as alien to her as he. A disturbance tickled at her sensibilities, leaving Seshat restless and agitated.
She entered her sparse cabin, moved the solitary chair to one side, and opened the exposed trap door to reveal the Massassi Sapphire, nestle in the small compartment, sparking with a sheen like fallen snow at night ~ a blue so blinding, it was undeniably supernatural. In the depths and facets of the jewel, the minute drop of Naga Sadow's blood could be clearly seen, forever burning with chaotic energy few dared to tap. It was time for Seshat to take the jewel to Elliott.
Sometimes, when Seshat gazed upon the Massassi Sapphire, she felt the urge to utter arcane words and whisper songs unknown to her. Fright would almost envelope her when the peace her teacher had given her would overcome it, and the compulsion to sing along with the jewel's resonance would subside.
Tonight the Sapphire was ablaze with activity and strove to draw Seshat into its frantic emanations. In a swoon, Seshat struggled with the cold light surrounding her. She slammed the trap door and sat, weeping, on the floor. She couldn't set out tonight. She would have to rest first. The wielding of so much power to maintain the Sith's trap and guard herself against his power had drained Seshat. I'll sleep, she thought to herself. And in the morning, I'll be on my way.
But her slumber was fraught with dreams and visions. Painfully beautiful imagery haunted Seshat's dreams of a planet in perpetual Twilight, the cool air graced with a perfect moisture lingering there, it seemed, only to invigorate the blessed inhabitants. Songs and merriment were all around Seshat as the people, on whom she couldn't truly focus, joined in celebration. But here attention was drawn to a nearby forest and she found herself walking into the canopied sanctuary. Silence wrapped the forest in a blanket of anticipation as Seshat saw yellow eyes flash like flames from a funeral byre, illuminating the shadows of the twilit wood. The glance inspired both fear and desire in Seshat's heart and she was powerless to leave this magickal place.
He emerged slowly from the shadows, like a great cat moving upon its blissfully ignorant prey. Black within black, blessed velvet menace, the Sith Lord revealed himself to the rapture of Nature all around them. Shed of his robes, he stretched his muscular arms and cast back his horn-crowned head to the witness of the stars. His skin was smooth and hairless and more ebony than ebony itself ~ a black so true as to be unreal. And it was decorated with hypnotic red designs, angled to arouse as much as terrify. He looked directly at Seshat, a growl of satisfaction rumbling up from his chest and passing his supple lips in a song of seduction that seemed to echo throughout the forest.
Seshat was in earnest to embrace this being, to wrap her arms and legs around him and have him fill her up with his heat and danger. Feeling a tickle between her legs, she looked down and saw blood flowing from her sex and puddling at her feet.
The Sith Lord flared his nostrils as he gazed at Seshat trembling before him.
"I can smell you," he said in that impossibly wonderful voice and an orgasm exploded throughout Seshat's body at his words. She fell to her knees in her own blood, her body wracked with spasms of pleasure.
The Sith Lord walked up to her, his heat reaching Seshat before he did. He knelt before her, dipping his finger in her blood. Seshat watched, horrified and aroused, as the Sith touched his tongue to his finger, savouring the taste of her femaleness. He then leaned over her and took her mouth in his, letting the blood mingle with their saliva as Seshat felt the Sith Lord's burning tongue probe her mouth hungrily. Her body throbbed with perpetual rapture as she felt her soul surrender to the dark forest of her dreams.
Seshat leapt from her bed, breathless and shaking with desire. And she was angry. Why did this Sith Lord plague her so? Perhaps she should teach him a lesson before she took her leave of this place. That's exactly what she should do.
Wrapping a cloak about her and taking up some rope, Seshat made her way back to the pit that held her dangerous guest.
MASSASSI SAPPHIRE
Dreams of Iridonia
In little children's heavy heads my dreams erupt while in my bed. Innocence is, innocence is, innocence is dripping red. ~Coil "Love's Secret Domain"
Maul sat down on the dusty ground of the pit and explored this invisible cap that barred his way to freedom. It was Force made, but generated neither from the Lightside nor the Dark. Perplexing as well as vexing. He pushed at it with his mind, softly at first, then with all his might. There was no change.
Using the Force brought the omnipresent energies of the Massassi Sapphire to prominence in Lord Maul's awareness. They curled around the Sith Lord like mating serpents. Consumed with the ecstasy of the power of the Dark, Darth Maul knelt, drew away his robes and leather gloves, and took his member in hand. Dusky black except for the tip, which was a shining crimson, glistening with the sticky nectar of arousal, it pulsated in his hand, in rhythm with the waves of resonance coming from the nearby Sith relic. Slowly, he pulled on himself, reveling in the shivers that shook his spine. Maul gradually picked up the pace of his strokes, fingering the erogenous areas at the base of his horns with his other hand. With his mind filled with erotic images of the ancient and bestial Massassi, engaging in Force enhanced orgies before the witness of Naga Sadow Maul arched back and groaned, as he expelled long threads of silvery-white fluid with each pulse of the Force that possessed him. Minutes passed and still the Sith Lord climaxed, leaving his seed spattered on the wall and floor of the pit.. Maul trembled from head to toe with the intensity of his climax, but at least now he could focus on how to escape this trap and vanquish the soul whom had laid it so well.
"Are you quite through sullying the hole I worked so hard to dig, Sith animal?"
Maul jumped to his feet, tucked his softening organ behind the layers of his robes, and glared upwards to meet the steely eyes of a young woman with a crown of Autumn leaves interwoven in her short dark hair. He could only see her head as she was obviously lying on the ground, peeking over the edge of the pit. Her smileĀ no it was not a smile, it was a smirk...it gave her pretty face an air of wise sorrow poorly-concealed as mirth.
"You will drop the barrier," Maul said to her. The woman's breath caught upon hearing Maul's silken voice. She could almost feel his hand on her cheek as he spoke. She strengthened the barrier.
Maul felt the barrier thicken and cocked his head in a combination of controlled fury and rampant curiosity of this power the girl possessed.
"What is your name?" He half-asked, half-demanded.
"Call me Seshat," she said, and she was gone.
She heard the Sith Lord shout after her for release as she made her way back to her cabin. His voice cut through her soul in a way that both frightened and intrigued her. Seshat felt a wave of goose bumps course up her legs and buttocks at the growls and shouts that echoed behind her.
Upon entrusting her with the Massassi Sapphire, the Botanists had told Seshat that the day might come when the Sith would find her. Seshat's teacher had been proficient in the Force and taught her many techniques of defense and aversion that Seshat could use in conjunction with her own Earth Magicks. And he had dispensed wisdom.
"Surround your fortress with traps and fortify them with the magicks you have learned," he instructed telepathically. "If the Sith come, spirit the Massassi Sapphire away to the second guardian and conceal yourself in a pre-determined haven until the danger has passed. Here is a map that will lead you to the second guardian. If the time comes for you to flee, look for Elliott."
He smiled sweetly up at Seshat.
"Seshat, you are uniquely powerful amongst your people. We have faith that you will endure this trial with a nobility unmatched by any in the Universe. This tainted jewel will plague you at times, but you have shown an uncanny strength of Will. To be sure you do not suffer, take this." And the Botanist touched Seshat on her forehead, his finger shining gently with the glow of comfort. Time stopped for Seshat at that moment and a peace surrounded her. That peace had been with her, in her perpetual youth for seventeen years....until now.
Now, the Sith had broken through that peace. Seshat closed her eyes and all she could see was the wild beauty of this being pleasuring himself with an abandon as alien to her as he. A disturbance tickled at her sensibilities, leaving Seshat restless and agitated.
She entered her sparse cabin, moved the solitary chair to one side, and opened the exposed trap door to reveal the Massassi Sapphire, nestle in the small compartment, sparking with a sheen like fallen snow at night ~ a blue so blinding, it was undeniably supernatural. In the depths and facets of the jewel, the minute drop of Naga Sadow's blood could be clearly seen, forever burning with chaotic energy few dared to tap. It was time for Seshat to take the jewel to Elliott.
Sometimes, when Seshat gazed upon the Massassi Sapphire, she felt the urge to utter arcane words and whisper songs unknown to her. Fright would almost envelope her when the peace her teacher had given her would overcome it, and the compulsion to sing along with the jewel's resonance would subside.
Tonight the Sapphire was ablaze with activity and strove to draw Seshat into its frantic emanations. In a swoon, Seshat struggled with the cold light surrounding her. She slammed the trap door and sat, weeping, on the floor. She couldn't set out tonight. She would have to rest first. The wielding of so much power to maintain the Sith's trap and guard herself against his power had drained Seshat. I'll sleep, she thought to herself. And in the morning, I'll be on my way.
But her slumber was fraught with dreams and visions. Painfully beautiful imagery haunted Seshat's dreams of a planet in perpetual Twilight, the cool air graced with a perfect moisture lingering there, it seemed, only to invigorate the blessed inhabitants. Songs and merriment were all around Seshat as the people, on whom she couldn't truly focus, joined in celebration. But here attention was drawn to a nearby forest and she found herself walking into the canopied sanctuary. Silence wrapped the forest in a blanket of anticipation as Seshat saw yellow eyes flash like flames from a funeral byre, illuminating the shadows of the twilit wood. The glance inspired both fear and desire in Seshat's heart and she was powerless to leave this magickal place.
He emerged slowly from the shadows, like a great cat moving upon its blissfully ignorant prey. Black within black, blessed velvet menace, the Sith Lord revealed himself to the rapture of Nature all around them. Shed of his robes, he stretched his muscular arms and cast back his horn-crowned head to the witness of the stars. His skin was smooth and hairless and more ebony than ebony itself ~ a black so true as to be unreal. And it was decorated with hypnotic red designs, angled to arouse as much as terrify. He looked directly at Seshat, a growl of satisfaction rumbling up from his chest and passing his supple lips in a song of seduction that seemed to echo throughout the forest.
Seshat was in earnest to embrace this being, to wrap her arms and legs around him and have him fill her up with his heat and danger. Feeling a tickle between her legs, she looked down and saw blood flowing from her sex and puddling at her feet.
The Sith Lord flared his nostrils as he gazed at Seshat trembling before him.
"I can smell you," he said in that impossibly wonderful voice and an orgasm exploded throughout Seshat's body at his words. She fell to her knees in her own blood, her body wracked with spasms of pleasure.
The Sith Lord walked up to her, his heat reaching Seshat before he did. He knelt before her, dipping his finger in her blood. Seshat watched, horrified and aroused, as the Sith touched his tongue to his finger, savouring the taste of her femaleness. He then leaned over her and took her mouth in his, letting the blood mingle with their saliva as Seshat felt the Sith Lord's burning tongue probe her mouth hungrily. Her body throbbed with perpetual rapture as she felt her soul surrender to the dark forest of her dreams.
Seshat leapt from her bed, breathless and shaking with desire. And she was angry. Why did this Sith Lord plague her so? Perhaps she should teach him a lesson before she took her leave of this place. That's exactly what she should do.
Wrapping a cloak about her and taking up some rope, Seshat made her way back to the pit that held her dangerous guest.
