Donald Talbot never thought his life would be like this; a young man of 26 finds himself abducted by a beautiful, seductive, and insatiable alien empress that claims he is the Champion of Malrishi. Follow Talbot on an odyssey of sexcapades, and adve...
A chime sounded at the door of the bedchamber, and in a commanding tone, the Empress replied, "Enter."
The doors slid open and a lithe female figure glided elegantly into the room adorned in white veils and a metal bikini that reminded Talbot of Red Sonja, the L'majha moved over to a console, tapped a few keys and suddenly there was music and the lighted atmosphere dimmed dramatically. The lissome form began moving to the rhythm of the music and her darkened shadow danced off the walls and ceiling, keeping time with the L'majha.
Maritiseis smiled. "Entertainment before bedtime, my love." She said simply.
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The L'majha's shoulder length platinum hair seemed to sparkle with the bikini that moved and bounced off the curves of the woman's dark-skinned body. Her tail-all save for her n'ari and a hand's width from the bud, was decorated with fine jewels and jewelry that complimented the ornaments on her ankles, wrists, neck, and forehead. Pulling a veil from her hip that had been attached by a gold-scarlet chain of infinitesimal proportions, she tossed it into the air, and spun around it as it slowly alighted to the floor, then she took hold of another and did the same, this time her tail slapped the other veil aside. A quick glance over her left shoulder and she made eye contact with Donald, the man was unable to determine the color of the L'majha's prodigious eyes, and then the woman was dancing about the room again.
The music that filled the room although was alien in representation reminded Donald of a time where he was at a Greek festival where succulent and exotic food was offered and belly dancers proffered their talents before an enthusiastic audience.
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The dancer whirled and undulated her belly and pelvis slowly at first, in a sensual and provocative manner, then as the rhythm and tempo of the music increased, so did the behavior in which she offered herself, each movement of dance fluidly melding into the next, and then all at once the dancer fell into a position that might have ordinarily given an individual the impression that she was about to do a series of push-ups, her tail wavering above her. Instead however, she arched her back in manner that seemed impossible, and then she spread her legs, offering to Donald the most erotic splits presentation that he'd ever seen.
