The Sensual Serpent | By : SultrySoiree Category: 1 through F > Conan the Barbarian (1982) > Conan the Barbarian (1982) Views: 6741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It was around afternoon when Vashite awoke. She was still wrapped in Doom's embrace. As she attempted to get up to get ready for the day, but as she slid her arm from under Doom's neck, he awoke.
He sleepily asked her "Where are you going?"
She replied "I'm about to go bathe and get dressed."
He then told her "No, you shall remain here with me."
Frustrated, she laid back down beside him. I'm ready for a bath after staying up all night fucking and all he wanna to do is lay up in bed all day. Deep in thought, she wondered where the princess was and if she knew they were together. She also hoped that Doom didn't impregnate her because she wasn't on any birth control.
When Yasminia awoke the next morning, someone had placed her in her bedroom. She thought for sure she had fell asleep in the throne room. She got up, got dressed and headed to get something to eat. When she reached the dining hall, Doom was not there to greet her as he always was. She joined Thorgrim and Rexor at the table.
She asked them "Whence is my Lord?"
Rexor replied "He won't be joining us this morning."
Worried about his whereabouts "This is unlike him to do this."
They ignored her and focused on their plates. She felt a gut feeling as Vashite was missing also. She just knew they were together.
After they completed their meal, she decided to pay Vashite a visit in her room. When she knocked and entered her room, Vashite was nowhere to be found. She started to knock on Doom's door, but she was afraid because he hadn't summoned her. She placed her ear to her heavy door and listened. She heard his voice faintly and she strained to hear the other voice. She couldn't make out the owner of the voice so she left. She went to the alter room to worship with the other cultists and fulfill her daily duties as the High Priestess of Set.
Later that evening, Vashite and Doom kissed each other as they both left to get cleaned up and dressed. As she walked to the bathroom, she was felt very sore from their night of passionate love making. She sat and soaked in the tub until the water became cold and got out. She dried off and headed to her room. She quickly got dressed because she wanted to hear Doom's speech to his worshipers.
She left her room and walked down the hallway and the steps leading to the throne room and when she made it near the courtyard she abruptly stopped in her tracks. She angrily stood there and watched as Doom kissed the princess on her cherry lips. Doom saw her watching and quickly stopped, but she had already seen them. Yasmina turned and gave her a devilish smile as Doom looked regretful at her for what she just witnessed. Vashite then pretended to be unfazed and kept walking.
Vashite was steaming mad at seeing them kiss. He had just made love to me all night only to come and show affection that bony bitch! As she thought over the incident, she calmed down. He is not my man, he was already her's. Just get over it already! As much as she told herself this, she couldn't help but to be jealous of them. When she saw the kiss between them, it wasn't the same as the ones they shared together. It was a dry, cold, peck like kiss. It seemed as though he didn't want to. It was more of an obligation. She felt a lot better when the thought of it like that.
The beaming sun had just started to set as she walked outside and sat on the steps of the temple. Later, a guard instructed her to go to the top of the balcony with Doom while he gave his speech. Even though she didn't want to, she did as he had requested. When she got to the top of the balcony, Doom wasn't there yet. A few minutes passed before he walked from the back. He was wearing these weird looking robes complete with a colorful headdress similar to the ones the ancient Egyptian pharaohs wore. He stopped and stroked her chin tenderly before going to the edge to give his speech.
Vashite found his speech both intriguing and disturbing. The topic of the speech was something about the fear of death and facing emptiness. When he said emptiness, she thought of the slaves during the sacrifice ritual. According to him, emptiness was good and it was something to be proud of. Everyone here was supposed to be ready and willing to die if Doom wills it. This was very sickening to her. However, the magic dick he put on her last night made her too empty. As it became night, she noticed the priests passing out lit torches and Doom himself held one. Before he completed the remainder of his speech, he told Vashite to go inside the throne room and wait until the speech was complete.
As she walked to the throne room, she knew something horrible was about to happen outside, but she didn't stay to find out.
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