Lady
finished.
The reverence in her voice, reinforced by the others’
agreement and the way Maia held on to him left no doubt of how deeply they
believed this. He couldn’t begin to make fun of them.
“If that’s your belief,” he said, “I’m not going to argue
with you.”
“Then you believe?” Maia asked.
He hadn’t heard her voice for too long. At least his cock
must feel that way because he was now thinking about putting it where it had
already been twice recently. “Honey, all this is too new to me for me to say
yes or no about anything,” he told her.
“The priests are not like that,” the first old man said.
“They do not understand, they do not try to understand. All they do is forbid.”
“What priests?” No two ways about it, Alice in Wonderland
had nothing on him.
“There.” The old man pointed down the hill to where Taron
had spotted the stone structure. “They and the soldiers they brought with them
say that Bel-fire is the work of the devil.”
He wasn’t about to get into a religious argument, especially
when he didn’t understand where either these people or the priests were coming
from. However, he felt aligned with those who were part of Maia’s world. Maybe
she knew what he was thinking because she all but wrapped herself around him.
She obviously had no hesitancy about pushing her pelvis against his.
“What do you want from me?” he asked the old men and The
Lady. Where the hell had that question come from? I should be asking how I
go about getting off this merry-go-round for the insane.
“Use your power to make the priests leave us in peace.”
No problem. I’ve got a machine gun in my back pocket. How
about I pick up a phone and call the National Guard?
“Powers?” he said instead. “I’m afraid you’ve got me
confused with someone else. Superman maybe?”
“You are Taurus,” The Lady stated.
“Not you too?” He groaned. “Look, that’s what Maia calls me,
but my name is Taron. I’m a twenty-first-century businessman, end of
discussion.”
“Taurus the bull is potent. No creature is more powerful
than he.”
Given the way he’d performed so far tonight, he was hesitant
to argue with that. “Interesting,” he said. Maia’s hand was now only inches
from his cock. Not at all concerned with anything else that was going on, his
cock responded.
“Taurus’ blood upon the land fertilizes it.”
“Blood? Wait a minute. Sperm, yes. I’ve got no argument with
that, but I’m not interested in spilling any blood, especially mine.”
“Sperm?” That came from Maia, who seemed to be taking great
pleasure in seeing what she could get his cock to do without touching it. “What
is that?”
“Semen. You know, cum.” He indicated her hand. “I hope you
know what you’re doing,” he whispered.
“Where will you come?” she asked.
In my briefs if you aren’t careful. “Shit. Never
mind. I’m talking about my—my seed-bearer and what comes out of it when we have
sex.”
“Ah. Yes. Life’s juice.”
The first old man had spoken, and now everyone was nodding.
The Lady stared at the bulge in his slacks and smiled with what he took to be
approval. This place might be a close kin to Oz, but he had no objection to
what appeared to be their open and enthusiastic view of sexuality. A man could
get used to this.
“Ah…” He cleared his throat. “Let me get something straight.
Are you being literal? I was brought here because—because you people want to
indulge in a little bloodletting?”
No one answered, leaving him to study the wise old men, The Lady,
and other people who obviously believed they were part of this discussion. A
few of the younger men looked strong enough to make good on their threat to
turn him into a blood donor, if that’s what it was. If he grabbed Maia and used
her as a hostage—
“Taurus, your blood will not be spilled,” she said softly.
Despite his efforts, a sigh escaped him. “I hope I can
believe
finished.
The reverence in her voice, reinforced by the others’
agreement and the way Maia held on to him left no doubt of how deeply they
believed this. He couldn’t begin to make fun of them.
“If that’s your belief,” he said, “I’m not going to argue
with you.”
“Then you believe?” Maia asked.
He hadn’t heard her voice for too long. At least his cock
must feel that way because he was now thinking about putting it where it had
already been twice recently. “Honey, all this is too new to me for me to say
yes or no about anything,” he told her.
“The priests are not like that,” the first old man said.
“They do not understand, they do not try to understand. All they do is forbid.”
“What priests?” No two ways about it, Alice in Wonderland
had nothing on him.
“There.” The old man pointed down the hill to where Taron
had spotted the stone structure. “They and the soldiers they brought with them
say that Bel-fire is the work of the devil.”
He wasn’t about to get into a religious argument, especially
when he didn’t understand where either these people or the priests were coming
from. However, he felt aligned with those who were part of Maia’s world. Maybe
she knew what he was thinking because she all but wrapped herself around him.
She obviously had no hesitancy about pushing her pelvis against his.
“What do you want from me?” he asked the old men and The
Lady. Where the hell had that question come from? I should be asking how I
go about getting off this merry-go-round for the insane.
“Use your power to make the priests leave us in peace.”
No problem. I’ve got a machine gun in my back pocket. How
about I pick up a phone and call the National Guard?
“Powers?” he said instead. “I’m afraid you’ve got me
confused with someone else. Superman maybe?”
“You are Taurus,” The Lady stated.
“Not you too?” He groaned. “Look, that’s what Maia calls me,
but my name is Taron. I’m a twenty-first-century businessman, end of
discussion.”
“Taurus the bull is potent. No creature is more powerful
than he.”
Given the way he’d performed so far tonight, he was hesitant
to argue with that. “Interesting,” he said. Maia’s hand was now only inches
from his cock. Not at all concerned with anything else that was going on, his
cock responded.
“Taurus’ blood upon the land fertilizes it.”
“Blood? Wait a minute. Sperm, yes. I’ve got no argument with
that, but I’m not interested in spilling any blood, especially mine.”
“Sperm?” That came from Maia, who seemed to be taking great
pleasure in seeing what she could get his cock to do without touching it. “What
is that?”
“Semen. You know, cum.” He indicated her hand. “I hope you
know what you’re doing,” he whispered.
“Where will you come?” she asked.
In my briefs if you aren’t careful. “Shit. Never
mind. I’m talking about my—my seed-bearer and what comes out of it when we have
sex.”
“Ah. Yes. Life’s juice.”
The first old man had spoken, and now everyone was nodding.
The Lady stared at the bulge in his slacks and smiled with what he took to be
approval. This place might be a close kin to Oz, but he had no objection to
what appeared to be their open and enthusiastic view of sexuality. A man could
get used to this.
“Ah…” He cleared his throat. “Let me get something straight.
Are you being literal? I was brought here because—because you people want to
indulge in a little bloodletting?”
No one answered, leaving him to study the wise old men, The Lady,
and other people who obviously believed they were part of this discussion. A
few of the younger men looked strong enough to make good on their threat to
turn him into a blood donor, if that’s what it was. If he grabbed Maia and used
her as a hostage—
“Taurus, your blood will not be spilled,” she said softly.
Despite his efforts, a sigh escaped him. “I hope I can
believe
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