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Divani Tennogh - Chapter 01: A First Day (MFdiv intro piv reluc magic)

   by Backstory thebackstory@blockthespambots.yahoo.com

   IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER!  ________________________________ This story is
intended for individuals above the age of 21 or above whatever age the
local jurisdiction of the reader would dictate.  None of the characters of
situations are in the least bit real, or even based on any real people or
events.

   This story is not set in our world.  The characters in this story live
in a special world called fantasyland.  In this world there are no STDs,
which is why none of the characters even think of wearing condoms.  In our
world, this can get you sick or dead.  You should never base your own life
decisions on something done by a person who lives in fantasyland.  The
characters in fantasyland often engage in questionable or downright immoral
behavior with little or no legal consequence.  This is, again, not the case
in our world.  If you rape someone or have sex with a 15-year-old, you will
probably go to prison and be raped yourself, so don't do it.  In fact,
there isn't much that the people of Fantasyland do that I would do, which
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   Divani Tennogh - Chapter 01: A First Day (MFdiv intro piv reluc magic)

   Pol Perik was no longer a young man, but at thirty-five, he felt that he
had obtained a bit a wisdom since his younger days.  He had run this
particular training camp for nearly ten years and had worked at it for
eight years before that, since he was seventeen.  He ran a successful
operation and his men respected him.

   Today Perik was to receive a new group of Divani females, who had been
captured after the taking of Temsen Tirtotet across the sea.  Whenever a
Divani city was taken, the common practice was for all Divani males to be
killed and all females rounded up and taken across the sea to the various
training camps such as Perik's.  Perik remembered as a boy, when the ships
had first returned with tales of another continent across the sea, he had
heard stories of the small, pale people who lived there and had been
fascinated by the idea of a race of people other than humans.  The Divani
were small, generally between four and a half and five and a half feet
tall. They were completely without pigment, with skin as white as a
blizzard.  Their build was slight and their features sharp.  Divani women
were nearly universally regarded as beautiful.

   The Divani also had long, thin, perfectly white hair, which was tied in
somehow with an amazing regenerative ability.  Males and females alike kept
long, white hair which would sparkle with white light when they were
injured.  Small injuries could heal in seconds, significant ones in minutes
or hours.  Even grievous wounds could heal in a matter of days.

   Human conquerors quickly learned to decapitate their enemies, even if
thought dead, and to always look for the flashing white light among their
fallen enemies which would betray life.  After decades of war with the
Divani, Humans had learned that cutting the hair from a Divani male or
female would rob them almost completely of their ability to heal and would
demoralize them to the point of the most abject depression.  Needless to
say, this technique was used extensively with prisoners and during
interrogations.

   It was not long after the first series of successful invasions that the
trade in captured Divani females began.  The same ability that, despite
their small stature, made the Divani men so difficult an enemy allowed a
human who took his pleasure of a Divani female to quite literally have her
virginity every time he took her.  This constant virgin sex with what, to a
Divani female was invariably a hugely well-endowed male, was painful, but
any damage done by the human would be readily healed.

   Perik arrived at the large hut where the Divani had been gathered and
strode in.  The females were hudled together in the center of the hut,
several of Perik's men standing guard around them.  His two best men,
Pandrik and Aeulor guarded the door.  Perik walked along the wall, to the
middle of the room and turned to face his new charges.

   "Welcome to Tennogh.  I am Master Perik." His voice boomed throughout
the hut.  "You are now the property of the Tennogh empire.  In one year's
time you will be sold and will be the property of whoever buys you.  At all
times you are all to do EXACTLY as you are told.  If you do not, you will
be given pain and injury.  If you still do not obey, your hair will be cut
and you will not be permitted to heal yourself.  If, after all of this, you
still have not learned who your masters are, you will be killed outright."

   There was a bit of scattered whispering, which Perik allowed to die down
before he continued.

   "If you have our trust or have earned it back, your hair will be allowed
to grow and you can work to improve your rank.  You will train here for a
period of one year.  At the end of this year, you will be sold according to
your rank.  The many who have come before you have expressed that it is
generally desirable to reach the highest rank possible so as to be sold
well.  This is not a guarantee of preferential treatment or of an easy
life. No matter your rank, your devotion to your master at that time will
be complete.  You will do whatever you are told to do.  You will cut your
own hair if he disires it.  Are there any questions about this?"

   A slender white hand was raised.  Perik called on her.  "Yes, little
one."

   "I cannot speak for the others," came a small, strong voice.  Her accent
was sharp and clipped, "but I would rather die than submit to such
treatment."

   Perik nodded patiently.  "I understand how it is you feel.  Believe me,
I've heard it before." He gestured sadly to one of his men, who drew his
sword and waded into the group of pale bodies.  Most of the Divani gave the
human a wide berth, but the one who had spoken stood her ground.  Perik's
man raised his sword arm and still she did not flinch.  Perik knew that an
example should be made, but he was fascinated.

   "Hennit, hold there.  You, little one.  Divani.  What is your name?"

   The Divani female bowed her head slightly.  "I am called Tenintetnemin."

   Perik grunted.  "And what does that mean in your tongue?"

   Tenintetnemin seemed taken aback but answered, "It means...  the...  the
light of the full moon."

   Perik smiled.  "A fine name.  But when you speak to me, Tenintetnemin,
you must remember to address me as Master Perik or Master."

   Her face hardened, the sharp lines of her cheekbones and jaw becoming
even more accentuated.  "I will not."

   Hennit raised his sword again, but again Perik held him back with a
word.

   "Tenintetnemin, you have a strong spirit.  I can see that you will be a
challenge for us." he seemed to consider.  "Take Tenintetnemin to my room
and see that she is secure.

   The man sheathed his sword.  "Yes, my lord."

   As Hennit lifted Tenintetnemin under one muscular arm, Perik addressed
the group once again.  "Tomorrow there will be an auction.  Another group
which has been here for a year will be sold.  This is a happy coincidence
and you will all observe this event so that you might have an understanding
of what type of master is likely to purchase a slave of a given rank."

   He stayed in the hall, watching over as his men organized the group to
take them to their cells.  When he was satisfied things would go smoothly,
he left for his room.

   ***

   He arrived in his bed-chamber a few minutes later and found that
Tenintetnemin had been splendidly prepared.  Her clothing had been stripped
away and she stood on a wooden stoop against one wall.  Her wrists were
shackled, stretching her arms up above her head.  He removed his shirt and
approached her.  She met his gaze and did not flinch.  Her breasts were
well rounded and as pale white as the rest of her.  Only her nipples and
her lips betrayed the most subtle gray.  He reached out a hand and brushed
it against her upheld arm - she did not pull away - then moved it downward,
letting his fingers trail up over her left breast, to cup her right.  He
squeezed her soft flesh and felt his desire building.  He pinched lightly
at her nipple, feeling it rise in response, then let his fingers drift
downward, to her hairless pussy.  He slid his finger downward until he felt
the part of her cunt, then pressed his finger gently toward her, nestling
it between her pristine lips.  Her breath quickened.

   "I can show you pleasure as you've never known it, Tenintetnemin."

   "I thank you, but I'd ask that instead you release me, and my sisters."

   Periks finger slid upward, finding the bud of her clit and he pressed
there.  She squirmed almost unconsciously.  "I am going to take you down
from there to my bed and have my way with you.  What do you say to that?"

   "I cannot stop you."

   He turned the mechanism that released her wrists and lifted her gently
from the stoop.  She did not struggle, nestling softly into him as he
carried her to his bed.  He place her onto the bed and she lay on her back
as he put her.  He removed his pants and watched her reaction.  She could
not hide her surprise and alarm.

   "I'm no Divani male, am I?"

   She stared at his cock, seemingly transfixed.

   "It's so large...  I...  "

   "Shhhh...  here, let me show you how it feels." He climbed between her
legs and placed his dick against her pussy.  She was ready for him; Divani
women always seemed to be well lubricated.  He pushed forward, into her,
and she could not hide the pleasure she felt from this.

   "A man, such as I, can give you more pleasure than you ever would have
known from a Divani male.  This is what I can teach you.  When my job is
done, you will not be able to deny it.  You will not want to deny it. 
There is pleasure in the act of sex, yes?" Her brow furrowed, and she bit
her lip, but did not answer.  "Pleasure both with Divani and with men.  But
the real pleaure comes with the glow of white light from your hair.  When
my lust forces your cunt to heal, you will feel a pleasure you've never
known." he pushed himself a little further into her tight cunt.  The
slightest hint of light played along the ends of her hair and she gasped,
ever so slightly.  "You see?  The lust of a man is the only act that can
bring you this pleasure.  No Divani male could give you such a feeling."

   "That isn't true.  You've been misinformed."

   He smiled, continuing to push himself into her, but her face remained
stoic.  Abruptly, he pushed his cock all of the way into her so that his
balls nestled between her legs, she was exquisitely tight and smooth.  Her
mouth dropped open in surprise and a shimmer of light flashed in her pure
white hair.  Tenintetnemin gasped, a look of confusion clouding her
features.

   "I see that it is you who have been misinformed." She was beautiful,
even for a Divani, and he always relished this moment, when he first
awakened them to a lust for human pleasure.  He felt her little cunt
tightening, squeezing around his dick and almost lost his seed.  She looked
suddenly panicked.

   "This is wrong, what have you done to me?  It's some kind of trick, I
... Ah!"

   Her eyes rolled back in her head as he slid his dick out and began to
fuck her tight little Divani cunt with long slow strokes.  Her hair flashed
subtly each time he penetrated her.  She was loosening up a bit - the
healing power was by no means infinite - but she remained tight and smooth
along his shaft.  Despite herself, Tenintetnemin began to moan and writhe
under Perik's attention.  Her breathing now came in short sharp bursts and
she stared into his eyes, her face full of confusion mixed with intense
pleasure.  As she reached the moment of orgasm, he slammed his cock up into
her, eliciting a sharp cry, and then held it there, moving it around inside
her.  She whimpered and spasmed, unable to deny the physical reality of
what she was feeling.

   Tenintetnemin's first real orgasm lasted for over a minute, after which
Perik slowly slid his cock from her, feeling her shudder, and lay next to
her on the bed.  She did not move, not even to close her legs.  Her white
breasts rose and fell as she caught her breath, her long white hair first
shimmering, then slowly fading.  For a long while, they lay in silence,
then Tenintetnemin spoke.

   "I was unprepared for this, but do not mistake this for weakness."

   "Of course not."

   "My body has betrayed me, nothing more.  I can no more control my
physical responses than I could have kept you from ravaging me in the first
place."

   "You'll forgive me if I say this, but I don't think it is your body
alone which has betrayed you."

   She turned, facing him.  "Why do you say this?"

   "Tell me truthfully that you are not, righ now, thinking about my cock
inside of you and how good it felt.  If you can tell me this honestly, then
honestly I will free you today.

   She regarded him for several moments.  "Perhaps it is fair to say
that... that I have been...  mislead by my people.  It seems our tales of
humans are not entirely accurate."

   "As I have tried to tell you.  But you are tired.  Let us leave it at
that." ________________________________ (C)Copyright 2005 by Backstory FTP
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