An Anthropologists Tale - Sex Stories

An Anthropologists Tale

... in the name of our Goddess Gaia and in the name of our leader Titan." Sandra bowed her head to show respect. "Thank you for doing me the honor of greeting me personally." "Are you ready to accept the conditions of the contract?" Sandra nodded. Aurora rang a small bell next to a door. "The priestesses of Gaia will prepare you for meeting the Titan. You will have to undergo a ritual in the temple before the ceremony tomorrow where the Titan will choose his new lifemate." Sandra's eyes sparkled with interest. "When did the Titan choose his last lifemate?" "The Titan chose his last lifemate nearly 200 seasons ago." Sandra digested this information. "How long do the Gaian people live for?" Aurora smiled. "Most Gaian live for around 150 seasons, but the Titan will live for more than 500 if we are lucky." Sandra went to start her hand held recorder. Aurora's hand came down on it. "You will not need that." Sandra started to protest when the room started to fill with young priestesses who pulled her into the next room. Over twenty young women were there. Sandra was totally distracted by the hands gently undressing her, a cup was offered to her lips and Sandra drank the sweet liquid in the cup. Sandra brain went a bit fuzzy as the liquid was absorbed. The High Priestess came forward. "Do not be afraid. This is just to relax you. You will be taken to the temple for preparation and the nectar will ease you through the initiation rites that will make you a full member of our society. ...

... The Goddesses blessing will take all night." Aurora watched the priestesses bathe the compliant, silent woman whose eyes were now drooping at half mast. Sandra could feel the drug take away all resistance. She could move, but it was too much effort. She allowed the gentle hands to turn her, stroke the lightly scented water over her. Her hair was carefully washed and then bound into a braid. She was dressed in a light cotton shift and led out to the waiting vehicles. The High Priestess settled her on the seat beside her as the silent hover car glided up and traveled along the track towards the major city of the continent. Sandra fuzzily realized that her luggage had been left in the space port, but couldn't get her tongue to articulate the question. She supposed that she could get it later. The High Priestess made her drink from the cup again during the journey, leaving Sandra barely conscious as the scenery slipped by. She dozed as the trip took several hours, they passed many small villages or towns, there were no big industrial centers that Sandra could see. She tried to remember the small facts and observations to put down on record later, but she knew her drugged state was missing a lot more than she saw. ~~~~~ When she awoke the vehicle was stationary outside of a wild garden paradise. Large blooming flowers were everywhere. The priestesses escorted Sandra down a path that had decorated flagstones showing the familiar picture of the red winged devil, many of the pictures ...