The Wall (part one) By Sasha Steele
OUTPOST 39
The Wall of Ponce Dynast
The wall of the citadel city of Ponce Dynast rises 300 feet. Thirty feet thick and made of an impenetrable metallic-like substance the circular wall is impregnable. Especially given that there is not a single opening in it. Not even under it as the wall is tubular with a rounded bottom. Within this tubular structure is a maze of unfathomable machinery.
Only the initiated know the true origin of the matalic tube with it's machinery. Legends among the commoners say that its origin is exterestial. That the odd structure atop the central citadel is an intrical part of its machinery. And that an exterestial being still haunts it.
It is also believed that the wall once had a near invisible dome that could appear in an instant to close the structure. And could also disappear in an instant to open it. But the machinery has not been operable for a millenium. And the known beings that currently occupy Ponce Dynast, though god-like, appear more human than exterestial.
The city of Ponce Dynast sitting atop this mechanical base can be entered only by passage over its great wall. Situated at the end of a protruding land mass the city is surrounded by sea except for a narrow fan-like track of land leading up to it on one side. Thus the city of Ponce Dynast is virtually inaccessible.
Outside the wall another city had grown up. It is the city of Ponce Du. A sprawling city of wood and stone. Of markets and commerce. Taverns, brothels. Upper class residences and cheap tenant lodgings. And there is the training arena. With its back against the great wall, Ponce Du has its own wall before it. A thirty foot high stone wall that runs in a semi circle from sea to sea, with but a single gate.
Beyond Ponce Du's wall are the parishes spreading outward like a fan from the city toward the wastelands. The parishes with their farms and villages are protected by a series of one hundred outposts that, like Ponce Du's wall, stretch in a semi circle from sea to sea. Every outpost is manned by a garrison of twenty soldiers of the Guardian.
Ponce Dynast is home to the Femmanite Priestesses, a genus of efeminate homosexual males who live long without aging. They are 123 in number. No more. No less. With thousands of man maids to attend their every desire the Femmanite Priestesses live in pampered luxury. And beyond themselves, their only concern lies in the governing of Ponce Du.
The Citadel itself is occupied by the Manark Priestesses. The Manark Priestesses are but 27 in number and said to be immortal. Their existence is one of overindulgence and so the Manarks have grown into indolence and obesity. Rarely do they leave their Citadel to interact with the Femmanite Priestesses who they control.
The Manark Priestesses are charged with attendance to the ManGoddess, Amanphroditius, the unknown one who occupies the Holy Cathedra, that odd structure atop the Citadel. Young men from the parishes taken into his attendance do not return and so no commoner knows the ManGoddess's true nature.
It is rumored however, that Amanphroditius is a monstrous alien being. And that the coming of the ManGoddess to earth sparked the Gender Wars, which further devistated the already distopic planet. No male, it is said, can resist the hypnotic enchantment of the ManGoddess. Under his influence males became effeminate and sexually desirous only of other males. And so immune females rose up to appose the ManGoddess.
The Femmanite Warrior
Aside from the security provided by their walled fortress Femmanite Priestesses are physically incapable of defending themselves. And so have established a Guardian to protect them. For as long as any commoner can remember the ranks of the Guardian have been filled with young men taken in raids from the surrounding perish villages.
News arrived that on one such raid a youth of fair complexion and posessed of green eyes, long white hair and large genitalia was found. Only the Priestesses of Ponce Dynast are so possessed. Outsiders are of darker complexion with dark eyes and hair. The youth, named Sissiphus, was immediately ordered brought before the Femmanite Priestesses. The capture of Sissiphus though, was not an easy task.
When he was finally brought before the Priestesses for examination, it was determined that by some fluke of nature Sissiphus was a Femmanite. Yet, unlike the exquisitely elegant Femmanite Priestesses, he was possessed of uncanny strength and agility. Further investigation found that Sissiphus was not born in any of the parishes but found in the wastelands by a group of travelling merchants.
It is very unusual for a Guardian Priest to be Mantor to a specific Mantee. But Sissiphus was deemed a special case. And so was placed under the charge of Durellis, Ponce Dynast's greatest commander. Durellis was charged with teaching Sissiphus the refined ways of the Femmanite Priestesses. Their customs and maners. Their feminine androgynous mode of dress. And their homosexuality. He was also responsible for Sissiphus's training as a warrior.
It was clear from the very first moment that Sissiphus stepped in to the training arena that he was superior to all others. With such unatural strength and speed of reflex Sissiphus was a born warrior. Hand to hand combat and all manner of weaponry came easily to him. And so, for but a few, he was both despised and feared.
Those who fail the rigorous inition to the training arena, or fail the trial at their summation, are beaten by the other Mantees. And, if they survive the brutal beating, are driven out of Ponce Du into the perishes where they suffer a worse fate at the hands of the villagers. One such youth, Ovariella, by his very nature a gental effeminate weakling who should never have been brought to the arena, failed the inition test.
In the weeks leading up to the initiation test Ovariella hàd been befriended by Sissiphus who saw to it that his friend did not suffer at the hands of his fellow Mantees. On the day of Ovariella's failed initiation Sissiphus stepped in to stop Ovariella's beating. Such a breach of decorum was punishable by death. But Durellis intervened. He stood and held up his hand to stop it.
"What shall I have done with you then?" Durellis asked of his Mantee.
"Do as you wish Mantor, but this beating will not transpire."
"You mean to fight the entire garrison to stop it?"
"If needs be. Let it be so."
Durellis weighed his decision heavily. By intervening he'd already overstepped his bounds.
"Your friend may leave without repercussions," Durellis finally said. "Go now before I change my mind!" He shouted angrily at Ovariella.
"And you, who dare to challenge the Guardian," he said as he glared at Sissiphus. "You shall take his place. And mind this shall be a fight to the death. It shall be all of them who fall, or you. Eighteen to one should be fair odds for the great Sissiphus."
Sissiphus curtsied to his Mantor who turned and quickly walked away. In truth Durellis could not bare to see his beloved Mantee so disposed. Yet he had little recourse in the matter. Sissiphus turned and withdrew his sword. Eighteen to one, even a hundred to one, made no difference to Sissiphus.
One year had transpired since that day in the arena.
Sissiphus lay naked on his dressing bed. His wet hair was held in a wrap. His eyes were closed as he lay on his stomach with his powerful thighs splayed, and his balls on display between them. Sissiphus had been bathed and attendants were busying themselves with his massage when Durellis entered.
Durellis dismissed them, and with strong hands to Sissiphus's rather large round backside, took upon himself the completion of the massage. Sissiphus's skin was smooth and without a flaw. Unlike other members of the Guardian who had to remove all bodily hair with oil and sife, Sissiphus's body was completely hairless by nature.
"You held back in the arena so that I could save face," Durellis said. His fellow guardians had goaded him into a match with his champion Mantee.
"One should not seek to better his Mantor," Sissiphus dreamily replied as Durellis massaged his backside.
"And a Mantor should not fall in love with his Mantee." Durellis added.
"Nor a Mantee his Mantor" Sissiphus rejoined.
Sissiphus rolled over. His cock was rock hard. When aroused Sissiphus's shaft rose to a full thirteen inches in length and was exceptionally thick. His scrotum too, was quite large, its size and texture reminiscent of a big thick skinned orange. Both scrotum and pubis were bald. It was no secret that Durellis lusted after Sissiphus's big beautiful cock. He took hold of Sissiphus's hard cock and gently stroked it, making Sissiphus's cock all the harder.
Durellis mounted the dressing bed to straddle Sissiphus. On hands and knees he pressed the hard cock in the silk panties under his short dress against that of Sissiphus's naked erection and kissed him. Durellis looked into Sissiphus's beautiful green eyes and recognized that his love was not unrequented. Nor was his sexual advances unwanted. Sissiphus desired his Mantor as much as Durellis desired him.
Durellis had long lusted after the Sissiphus's beautiful cock as it was both long and thick with bald pubis and scrotem. Durellis then repossitioned himself so that he was kneeling between Sissiphus's open thighs with his forehead set upon his Mantee's chest. Durellis took Sissiphus's thick cock into his mouth.
Sissiphus moaned. Placed his hands on the top of Durellis's head and flexing his power buttocks muscles to lift his pelvis pushed his large cock further into Durellis's mouth. Durellis canted his head toward it driving Sissiphus's cock head deep into his throat. Sissiphus closed his eyes and groaned lustfully.
Thus they remained, locked in a passionate rhythm of head tilt and pelvic lift choreography to a chores of desperate moans as Durellis brought Sissiphus to an orgasm. In the final gyrate of this intimate cavort of fellatio Sissiphus stopped his gyrations and Durellis his cations.
Sissiphus cried out loudly as the first of his semen was ejaculated down Durellis's throat. Durellis moved his mouth back further along Sissiphus's shaft in order to receive the remainder of his gift into the oral cavity of his mouth proper. Sissiphus ejaculated onto Durellis's tongue and thus filled the cavity with his semen. Durellis swallowed it bit by bit savouring it's wondrous taste.
Durellis let Sissiphus's cock slip from his mouth. It hovered straight and hard over Sissiphus's muscular abdomen. Durellis glided his tongue along its length. Over his swollen bald scrotum. Under it. Onto the tatum between balls and backside. Sissiphus drew in air open mouthed as Durellis plied his tongue to that highly sensitive erogenous region.
Sissiphus turned over onto his chest and knees with his backside raised to receive Durellis's menstruations. Unclenched, the large muscular globes of Sissiphus's magnificent backside were soft and pliable. Durellis spread those cheeks to expose Sissiphus's suculent intimacy. His open mouth watered as he set his tongue to Sissiphus's sphincter ring. Again Sissiphus moaned with the desire of his lust.
As much as he desired Sissiphus's cock, perhaps even more so, Durellis lusted after Sissiphus's ass. It's pungent odor and sharp earthen taste. The tightness of it as his hard cock penitrating its moist tunnel. How Sissiphus cried out and thrashed about beneath him as Durellis fucked him. Again Sissiphus moaned as Durellis's tongue entered him.
Durellis savoured Sissiphus's ass for a spell before he brought his hard cock to it. Released from the wet pouch in his panties he brought its head to Sissiphus's man cunt and pushed it to open his sphincter ring. Sissiphus moaned lustfully as his Mantor's long dark cock entered him.
Durellis's eight inch long cock pushed through Sissiphus's tight anal canal and into his moist rectal cavity. Durellis's dark pear shaped scrotum contrasted the lighter skin tone of Sissiphus's large swollen bag as they bumped up against one another while Durellis fucked him.
Durellis's motions quickened as he neared his orgasm. He bawled out in distress as the heat and pressure built in his cock. His distress increased to the point of desperation until finally the dam broke. Durellis cried out loudly as semen pumped out of his cock into Sissiphus's rectal cavity. And Sissiphus moaned lecherously in the receipt of it.
Durellis helped his Mantee to dress. That is, his former Mantee, as Sissiphus had passed his initiation into the Guardian. And with the skill and courage he had shown over the past year had been promoted to the rank of Altern in charge of a twenty member patrol company.
The Man Whore of Ponce Du
Upper class residences in Ponce Du, where the rich and officers of the Guardian live, occupy the higher ground near the great wall. The lower streets, where the merchants and marketers and less well to do dwellings are located, are bustling with inhabitants that consist entirely of males. No females are allowed to dwell in Ponce Du.
The Penance Pub is always a noisy tavern bursting with patrons and is a favorite haunt for members of the Guardian. It's success is due in the main to the brothel it fronts. The Penance was known to hoast a higher class of prostitute than the whores who roamed the streets. In the Penance prostitute ladymen pay for a room by the client.
But one ladyman, the most beautiful, as well as the most expensive and sought after man whore in Ponce Du, maintains his own private room in the Penance. And too, as he is very well off, has a residence in the upper class district by the great wall. This particular man whore enjoys such freedom because he is under the protection of Sissiphus.
Mangora the belly dancer was on stage. Dressed in a white and gold mablah, the costume of a belly dancer, he swayed his heavy hips and rolled his belly in sync with the music. Brontalis, the tavern's owner, liked to have the exotic looking Mangora on stage to get drunken patrons in the mood to use the man whores.
Mangora's mablah costume consisted of a white saslah bra with gold braids and beads fitted to his fleshy chest. A wide pontel coin belt with gold chains was set below his pot belly. A long white hip scarf issued from below the coin belt. Its back panel barely wide enough cover the mid portion of Mangora's huge ass. The narrow front panel, now tucked between his heavy thighs barely covering his long black cock.
A see-through half face vail covered Mangora's full succulent lips. His striking dark eyes were made up with heavy eye liner and mascara. The gold beads and chains of his head dress mingled with the tight curled, waist length hair that is black as coal. Golden earrings, necklaces, bracelets and finger rings contrasted his dark skin.
Mangora's long finger nails, his toenails and lips were painted gold. On his feet were gold sandals with straps that crossed to high on his calves and four inch high heels. Mangora was hungry in both cock and belly. He wanted food and ale but had little coin by which to purchase. He smiled knowing that his fortune had just changed when he saw Ovariella enter.
Ovariella was wearing a flowing emerald green color dress with white lace trimmings. The dress had a square neckline and large puffed sleeves with full lace trimmed cuffs. Ovariella kept his long loose curled hair lightened with tones of brown and beige. Gold and emerald jewelry dripped from his neck, wrists and every digit.
The long dress skirt hid Ovariella's long shapely legs clad in tan color stockings. On his feet he wore brown leather sling back shoes with four inch high heels. Under his dress Ovariella wore elegant and highly expensive brassiere and panties. Hunter green in color they were both replete with elegant lace and bows.
His brown eyes were heavy with black makeup. His fish-like lips in earth tone lipstick parted over large white teeth with a slight overbite as he smiled back at Mangora. Ovariella made his way to the bar and Brontalis immediately snapped to attendence of him.
"Mangora looks hungry," Ovariella said to him. "Is he not being properly fed?"
"The price of goods has risen with the increasing raids," Brontalis said. "Mangora has not paid his keep in..."
Ovariella held up his hand to stop him. "Of what good is a belly dancer with no belly," he said handing Brontalis a coin. It was a gold phalis carrying a worth that would cover Mangora's room and keep for a full year. "See to it that Mangor is well fed. And mind don't dip your greedy fingers into his tip money."
Brontalis took the gold phalis. "I will do as you bid my Ladyman," he said.
Mangora came up behind him. "Would my Ladyman care for a private dance?" He asked.
Ovariella turned to him. "Of course he said taking Mangora by the hand and leading him to his private room in back.
Mangora's cock had grown hard. The front panel of his hip scarf draped over it. Mangora took the scarf aside. His black cock issued from the bald fleshy pubis mound below his belly. It stood ten inches straight out and seemed to shimmer in the lamp light. They embraced. Mangora pressed his cock into the hardness beneath Ovariella's dress as they kissed.
Ovariella sank to knees. He took hold of Mangora's beautiful black cock and drew his hand along its length from root to head in the way of homosexual masturbation. Mangora moaned at his touch. Ovariella took Mangora's cock fully into his mouth. That made Mangora quiver as he groaned with salacious elation.
Slowly, lovingly Ovariella brought Mangora to the point of an orgasm. Nearing that point Mangora placed a hand to the back of Ovariella's head and with his other began to aggressively masturbate himself. He was going to cum. And was going to do so in Ovariella's mouth.
Mangora pushed out his heavy backside so that his cock was poised to the front of Ovariella's mouth. The motions of his hand quickened. The tightness of the grip on his cock greater on the outward stroke than on the inward stroke. Ovariella's mouth was open. The head of Mangora's cock on his tongue.
Mangora rocked his head back and cried as his semen flowed out onto Ovariella's tongue. Ovariella closed his lips around Mangora's shaft and swallowed. Then opened again as Mangora dropped more and more of his cum into it. Ovariella swallowed it all then licked Mangora's cock head clean.
Ovariella had sucked Mangora's beautiful black cock many times before. And though Ovariella made his living by sucking cocks he never charged Mangora for his services. And, once he had orgasmed, Mangora always felt guilty about it. But when Ovariella stood and kissed Mangora passionately his guilt melted away along with his heart. He loved Ovariella.
Sitting by the fire Ovariella watched with fascination Mangora gorging himself with abandoned glutany. Ovariella drank ale as he waited for his true love to show up. His wait was rewarded when Sissiphus walked through the door of the Tavern.
Sissiphus was wearing a light powder bown color mini dress. It's square bib fit across his muscular pecs leaving his massive shoulders and arms bare, except for the dress's thin shoulder straps, and the straps of brazier, which they couldn't hide. The short flairing dress skirt with its flounced pleating covered but half of his round backside and none of his massive cock.
Under the dress Sissiphus wore glistening white tights that followed over every bulge and into every nook and cranny as though a second skin. The tights fit over his massive cock, flaring thighs, calves and feet. Sissiphus's brassiere was also glistening white in color. It's flat chest pads were edged with lace and fit as snug to Sissiphus's muscular chest as did his tights to his lower half.
Upon his feet were brown leather open toe sandals with four inch high heels. A front strap ran from the top of his toes over his ankles. Thin straps connected it to the sole, two above the ankle that buckled in back, and six below it. The four inch wide belt of the same brown leather set around his waist and fastened in front with three buckles.
Sissiphus's long white hair was done up in multi braids that issued out and down in all directions. His fair porcelain-like skin was contrasted by heavy black eye makeup and dark brown lipstick. He wore gold with brownstone jewelry consisting of earrings, necklaces, bracelets and finger rings.
Sissiphus leaned over to kiss both Ovariella and Mangora, as he loved them both. Then he sat down. They three were close. Sissiphus had helped both in times of need. And on more than one occasion he'd had Mangora's black cock in his ass at the same time that Ovariella's cock was in his mouth and the other way round.
Mangora returned to his dancing while Sissiphus followed Ovariella to his private room in back. Once again the erection in Ovariella's green panties was hidden beneath the billowing skirts of his dress. On the other hand, the massive hard-on in Sissiphus's white tights was fully on display as it issued from beneath the floating folds of his short skirt, his tights clinging to shaft and balls like the glistening skin of a snake.
As elegant as Ovariella's dress was it required only the back undone for him to slip out of it. The penis pouch of Ovariella's green panties had a wet spot where the tip of his hard seven inch cock dressed against the stretchy material. His panties had a wide lace waist band and lace at the front of the leg holes beside the penis pouch. His brassiere too was replete with elegant lace on the flat chest pads.
Sissiphus helped Ovariella remove his undergarments. Naked Ovariella's body was soft and smooth with little musculature. His flawless skin was devoid of hair. Its tone lighter than Durellis's bronze skin. Ovariella's cock pointed upward on a slight incline. His scrotum was drawn tight beneath the shaft. Undressing Sissiphus took more time. But soon they lay naked in each other's arms.
Ovariella lay atop Sissiphus as he pressed his hard cock against Sissiphus's nearly twice its size. Ovariella stretched forward and shoved his hard cock into Sissiphus's mouth. Then undulated his hips to fuck it. Moving himself backwards Ovariella's cock left Sissiphus's mouth as he took Sissiphus's monstrous cock into his ass.
As Ovariella pressed himself further back Sissiphus's gigantic cock penetrated deep inside of him. His Sphincter and anal canal stretched to accomodate it's bulk. It's great head pressed against his inner abdomen. With hands placed to sides of Sissiphus's head Ovariella rocked his backside back and forth allowing Sissiphus's cock to move back and forth inside his rectum.
Ovariella clenched and unclenched his glutamus muscles in rythm with the rocking motion of his hips, tightening and loosening his hold on Sissiphus's shaft. Both were breathing heavily. With his face above Sissiphus's they gazed into each other's eyes and Ovariella read Sissiphus's despairing want as he masturbated him with his ass.
When Sissiphus's orgasm came his cock was pressed into the deepest recesses of Ovariella's rectum. Sissiphus clasped him by the hips and held him there. Sissiphus cried out as seminal fluid raced through his cock burst through into Ovariella's ass. Ovariella moaned as Sissiphus's cum invaded his rectal cavity.
The movement of Sissiphus's thick cock in Ovariella's anal canal had been pressuring his bladder as well as milking his prostrate. When Sissiphus came in his ass Ovariella also orgasmed shooting his semen onto Sissiphus's chest. His bladder broke and Ovariella's urine mixed with his seminal fluids. They collapsed into each other's embrace and kissed long and passionately.
Outpost 39
Earlier that same day Durellis had led a contingent of 43 men to outpost 39. There had been more breaches at this outpost than any other and he wanted to know why. A village had been plundered with all of inhabitants slaughtered. They went to the village first then the outpost. It was intact and Durellis suspiciously wondered how that could be.
He'd deal with that later. For now they would follow the days old trail into the foothills that bordered the wastelands. They set up camp for the night at the foot of a ridge. Durellis confered with his two patrol company Alterns. It was late when he took to his bed.
Night watch guards were placed on the ridge and at a few other posts around the camp. More were inside the camp. It was they who first heard it. One thud then another and more in consession. A guard examined the cause. It looked to be raw meat at the end of an arrow. And the smell of it was excruciating. Then they heard the roar coming from the opposite side of the camp to the cliff face.
Jarocusses are terrible beasts. Ten feet tall they have long forelimbs and short powerful hind limbs to propel them at high speed. Their most vicious feature, beside talons and teeth, is a thick horn on their forehead that they weild with thick powerful necks. And they are brainless, which makes them all the more dangerous.
Durellis was awakened from a deep sleep with the roar of the Jarocusses overrunning the camp. He leaped naked from his bed just in time to be gored by the beast that ripped through his tent at full gallop. Durellis heard the cries of his men as he lay there bleading to death. It was some time before the commotion died down. All seemed quiet then suddenly what remained of Durellis's tent was stripped from him.
The Amazon Queen towered over him. She placed her sword under Durellis's chin and lifted his head so that he could see it was her who had been his undoing. The Amazon Queen kicked Durellis in the hip to roll him onto his back and with one fowl swipe of her razor sharp blade she removed his genitals. Durellis screamed in pain then fell silent.
End of Part One