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 Codes: gg, Fgg, ws, mc, first, coer, inter, Fdom, mag, solo, squirt, Fb,
religious themes, Mgg, MF, FF

   DISCLAIMER

   This story and its characters are fictional.  I am not am expert of
eastern affairs and have taken artist license on many occasions to spicy up
the details - if you find any of these references or story codes offensive
- DO NOT READ FURTHER - just relax, it's a jack-off story...  nothing more,
nothing less.

   SECRET MEANING OF THE EMPRESS

   The Empress is the mother goddess of sexual invention.  The Empress is
fertile sexuality, her vibrant body, attractiveness and hypersensitivity;
she can use at will against those who oppose her will.  She renders them
weak and docile with her sexual powers.

   Passionate indulgence.  She adores the sexual organs and will worship
them openly without shame.  Her esteem manifests itself in overt sexual
acts and delights in both fellatio and cunnilingus.

   She is the instigator of all lustful pleasures.  She chooses her lovers,
male and female, young and old, with authority over her passions.  Her
nature is the door to divine sexual pleasure.  She offers a rich harvest of
intense sexual pleasure as reward for her worship.

   MYTHOLOGY OF THE MOTHER GODDESS

   The Indians over the centuries have worshipped many gods, some good and
some definitely evil.  Mayong (Assam) in northeastern India was famed as
the `Land of black magic and evil witchcraft'.  It is here, worshippers of
Ma Kali, the Mother Goddess or Dark Empress, were said to have performed
human sacrifices in efforts to appease her lustful appetites.

   Ma Kali has been sometimes depicted as a ferocious goddess dancing on
the corpse of Shiva, making him erect so that even in death she can receive
his seed.  It is said that Kali was black because she was beyond human
comprehension.  Says the Mahanirvana Tantra...  `Just as all colors
disappear in black, so all names and forms disappear into her'...  her
nudity was both primeval and fundamental.  Extreme perverse sexual pleasure
was a key part of Kali's divine worship and was thought of as paying
homage.

   Chapter 7 - SENSUAL POISON

   Dr Naga Sarin and his fourteen year-old daughter, Danava, watched the
highly explicit performance of the young girls through the large two-way
mirror.  Naga, who took his name from the hooded snake demon, now sat naked
upon a padded throne as Danava got down on her knees to pleasure her father
in the expected manner with both hands and mouth.  Naga's long black penis
still smelt of boys' anuses.  Danava licked it like candy as she lovingly
drew him filthy foreskin back and forth.

   They had both just returned to their homeland of Mayong in the
northeastern region of India, where Naga was revered as so-called `holy
guru'.  He was well practiced in the ways of tantric yoga, meditation,
eastern medicine and hypnotism, but he had gained significant notoriety and
wealth because of his exploitation of the black arts of Indian witchcraft.
It was said that it was an ability handed down from father-to-son, but as
he was orphaned at a very early age, it was rumored in local lore that his
abilities had been bestowed upon him from an ancient snake demon.

   Mayong had, for over a thousand of years, became infamous for many dark
and evil things.  It was implied that some `holy gurus' still offered human
sacrifices and even practiced ritual cannibalism, especially those
worshippers of the evil goddess Ma Kali.  This was of course all true; and
Naga was known widely as a purveyor of this own brand of wickedness.  He
was feared and considered untouchable.  His sexual tastes for very young
children, was no secret and for those seeking his favor, the offering of
child sacrifices or child devadasis (sex slaves to the gods) was frequent.
To those who may have found him objectionable, most were too scared to ever
say or do anything about it.  And of those who did stand up against him,
for whatever reason, their unnatural death was assured.

   His wife, named Kali, had also gained similar status inside the
community of black magic.  Some described her as a succubus, a sexual
demon; others had likened her to her namesake, Ma Kali the Destroyer, the
black-skinned demon that stood above Shiva and made him erect even in
death, so powerful was her evil magic...  she too was worshipped as a
living `deity' known by the secret name `Maharani' (the Empress).

   Together, the couple's love of perversion was secretly celebrated in
Mayong.  But there, they also had many jealous rivals.  So far away from
their beloved Mayong, the Sarin family had been able to remain unnoticed
for years and their precious anonymity maintained intact.  But their
smoldering sexual needs still remained unsatisfied and Naga may have take
one risk too many.  He felt that time for them to move was near, as their
enemies maybe close.  Watching the girls masturbate upon the phallic
bedposts had been an unexpected surprise and distraction from these ominous
matters.

   Now he now needed more than just his daughter's incestuous mouth.  The
white child would be soon dancing on the end of his own linga, but there
was no need to rush as the evening was still young and he looked forward to
Kali's seduction of the white slave.

   Naga grunted, signaling for his daughter to stop her oral pleasuring and
to assume a bended position across his lap.  Without any consideration for
his daughter's pleasure, Naga thrust himself against her warm rectum as she
held the flesh of buttocks apart.  How he loved sodomy, especially very
young boys.  Their cries of pain were music to his ears.  His daughter was
a little too old for his tastes, but she was merely there to service his
needs, as he watched his twisted family seduce some young fresh meat.

   xxxxx

   In the boudoir, Kali beckoned the girls to her side.  She signaled to
young Gupta, the obedient boy servant, who silently entered with an ornate
silver goblet in his hand.  Neither of the girls seemed to have even
noticed him until he stood next to the bed in subservient attention for his
mistress.  His head had been shaved and he was naked to waist, dressed only
in a just a short black dhoti in the tradition of lower caste servants.

   He avidly watched the masturbating girls as they both slithered up to
the Maharani.  His youthful eyes drank in the sensual beauty of the two
young ones and felt the familiar stirred his loins that tented his dhoti
whenever he was in the presence of the evil witch's sex magic.

   Kali snarled.  Back in Mayong she would have an army of such young boys,
to take the edge off of her bottomless sexual appetite.  Her perverted orgy
rituals had been the talk of the Indian occult community, going on for days
at a time.  She had regularly bathed in shukra (semen) to preserve her
flawless skin.  Here, she had to be more opportunistic.

   Usha and Tara watched intently as Kali slipped her hand into the folds
of Gupta's dhoti and fished out his stiff black penis.  Tara had never seen
an erection up close and was fascinated by how big and fat it was sticking
out from between his legs.

   "Come child...  milk him for us." Encouraged Kali.  Usha held Tara's
shaking hand and placed it on Gupta's erection, showing her how to cup his
balls and masturbate him as Kali held the silver goblet ready to catch his
shukra offering.  He had been forbidden to ever pleasure himself and his
only release was under the strict instruction of the Maharani.  He had
disobeyed once before, spilling his seed without her approval, and for that
he was whipped to edge of unconsciousness.  Usha smiled at Tara now keenly
rubbing the servant's excited organ.  She could feel the fullness of his
sweaty sacks...  he would have a delicious load them to share.

   "Faster" urged Kali impatient for the salty taste of the boy's semen.

   Tara found it was exciting rubbing a boy's penis for the first time...
it made her feel powerful when he throbbed in her hands and moaned at her
vigorous hand movements.  In no time his pre-cum flowed across her fingers,
lubricating the piston-like friction.  His pleasure, of being touched
intimately by a white child was obvious.  His diet consisted of large
amounts of onions for the explicit reason to thin the consistency of his
seed...  just the way Kali liked it.

   He muffled his moans not to anger the mistress.  He knew that she
despised him...  to her, he was nothing more that an object to be used
sexually...  his pleasure was of no concern or consequence...  and his
delicious spicy sperm was the only reward she wanted.  There had been
others like him, their exact fate was a mystery to Gupta...  but all he
could think about for the moment was the pleasure he felt from a delicate
fingers of the white one.

   Tara wondered what it would be like to wrap her lips around his thick
crimson knob and feel it pulsing in her mouth.  Having experienced Shiva's
Linga, the thought of having his long penis inside her tight vagina made
her fluids dribble down the inside of her thighs.

   As quickly as it started, Gupta gasped and jerked uncontrollably,
shooting his watery semen into the wide lips of goblet.  Kali smiled at the
size and consistency of his load that he had deposited into the silver
vessel.  Usha lent forward and sucked the residual from his still-erect
phallus.  Kali looked at her approvingly and waved him away.

   "I want you bring me your siblings to me...  to offer them to us...  you
will drink the elixir and become one with us."

   "But how will I do that?" Asked Tara.

   "Where our family come from in the North-eastern India" said Kali to
Tara...  "In a place known as Assam, there is much evil...  people are
afraid of what they don't understand and in their ignorance they look to
their spiritual gurus for guidance.  We teach them to drink the elixir and
then offer their young to us to appease the demon gods...  the elixir
contains powerful magic and will help you find a way to do our bidding...
it is a mixture of the three fluids of sin...  urine, semen and moon
blood...  this concoction...  in past times, it was offered by our temple
whores to those who we wished to enlist."

   Kali placed the goblet beneath her daughter's crutch and after a short
hiss of her acrid urine, she positioned it beneath her own vagina.  She
held her stomach and skillfully allowed the third ingredient, a small
trickle of her menstrual blood, to flow into the goblet.

   "Usha has already shown you the pleasures of sin and soon you must pay
homage to Ma Kali and the Linga of my Guru of Demons, Naga - he watches you
at this very moment and after you shared the elixir with us, you will see
the world in a very different way...  and you will be ready for his
penetration...  after which your journey to sexual slavery will be
complete."

   Kali offered the oversized goblet to Tara, who held the goblet in her
hand as Kali and Usha moved around her.  Kali pulled Tara towards her, so
that their vaginas rubbed directly against each other, while her daughter
ground hard against Tara's rear.  The pair of them pushed a hand downwards
between their slimy perspiration-coated bodies to insert their fingers into
Tara from both the front and the rear...  two fingers each into her
dripping vagina.

   "Drink Tara...  Kala raksasa ka palana karana (obey the black demon)"
chanted Kali and Usha in unison.

   Tara brought the tainted concoction to her lips.  Her pussy was on fire
and the pressing beat of the Mridangam was reaching a crescendo.  Kali and
Usha moaned from shear excitement, for once their black magic was consumed,
Tara would do anything and everything they wanted.

   Tara tasted its sourness, bitterness and saltiness, as she swallowed a
small mouthful of the potent elixir...  allowing some of it to spilt forth
from her mouth down the front of her tiny breasts.  She sank immediately
into a dark euphoria.  She felt the boudoir spin out of control as the
toxic magic filled her mind, body and soul.

   Sparks of light fired all around her as the fiery Indian sex gods,
grinned and groaned.  Their rigidity began to flex and their stone state
began to transform with ghoulish animation.  All around her, the black
androgynous demons with their exaggerated sex organs began a wild sex dance
and with terrified young boys dressed in black dhoti's.  And then Tara saw
her, in all her glorious venom.  The great mother of evil with her dreaded
necklace of human skulls; her four arms each welding a weapon of death;
looked down at Tara from an elevated throne; her legs splayed wide as a
gushing river of crimson poured forth from between her open vagina.

   The black-skinned demon's yelped and screamed as they caught the young
boys and tore away their dhoti's to reveal the boys erect penises, before
impaled them upon their demonic phallic appendages.  Tara cringed at their
ambiguous screams of pain or pleasure...  part of her psyche did not want
to watch this depraved orgy, while her shadow-side gloated in perverse
excitement urging them to perform greater and greater deeds of blasphemy
and debauchery for her Maharani's entertainment.

   As the elixir's clarity began to disperse, like particles of smoke cloud
drifting in the wind, Tara's mind slipped back into the moment she could
see her Aunt Lucy's face.  She wondered how shocked she would be if she
only knew what Tara had been up to.  A brief pang of guilt gave recognition
of the sinfulness of her adventure...  she smiled at her own sinful
thoughts and deeds, as the knowledge of sin only compounded the extent of
her immoral excitement.

   As she began to gain all her senses back, she could feel Usha licking
from residue from her mouth...  Usha's tongue was sweet, hot and wet. 
Behind her, stood the shape of a large naked man.  His skin was jet black
and his erect penis twitched.  Standing next to him was a smaller female
that closely resembled Usha.

   "Tara." She focused on the voice that echoed within a dark cave. 
"Tara"....  She recognized that voice of Usha's mother...  that strange and
enchanting woman who had her spell-bound with a web of mischievous
pleasures.  Kali and the unknown girl pulled Tara's legs apart.  Her body
felt limp, weak and very relaxed from the after effects of the elixir. 
"Tara...  this is my older daughter, Dana."

   She noticed Dana smirking and playing with herself.  Her features were
almost identical to Usha's and Kali's - their family resemblance was very
strong.  Tara's eyes then lifted upwards towards the larger dark figure who
was now stood ominously between her open thighs...  she could see that Kali
and Dana were both taking turns in massaging his engorged penis and heavy
testicles as they seemed to be guiding it's tip towards Tara's vulnerable
vagina.

   "This is Naga.  Guru Naga.  My husband and your new master...  you must
give yourself freely to him.  Worship Naga with my daughters.  Offer
yourself to him.  Call his name as they do."

   "Naga.  Naga.  Naga.  Naga.  Naga." They all chanted and his penis began
to push against the folds of Tara's flesh.  Its sticky length began to
enter her with little or no resistance.  It filled her with its pulsating
girth pressing upwards into her immature cervix.



   Chapter 8 - UNSEEN INFLUENCE

   Tara crept back into our Aunt Lucy's house.  It was mid morning and it
seemed that her Aunt was out doing some errands.  She took a short shower.
Her body felt bruised all over and she had a dull headache.  She had left
Usha and her family all still sleeping.  The soreness between her legs was
acute, but unaccounted for and as hard as she tried, she could not remember
a lot of the details of the night before.

   The last thing she remembered clearly was waking up to find herself on a
small bed in what must have been Usha's bedroom...  but there had been no
sign of Usha.  Her cloths had been laid out and she had been dressed in her
pajamas.  There was nothing specifically untoward, but she could not deign
a strangeness that had left her feeling very weird and with the desire to
go back to her Aunt's place.  She was sure that she would see Usha later
that day...  but for the moment she wanted to be to back in her Aunt's
place.

   She found her mind was coursing with a new suggestiveness and swimming
amongst impious possibilities.  Distant words about her siblings seemed to
seep through the erotic fog of her sub-consciousness.  Despite her
soreness, her fingers could not resist stroking her outer lips and the
small neb of her clitoris that had emerged from it tiny sheath.  Her
wetness was compounded with a strong sexual hunger that remained
unfulfilled.  Leaving the sanctity of her bathroom, she stood completely
naked in the upper hallway of her Aunt's house.  It was something that she
had never done before and the thrill of discovery, filled her with bizarre
excitement.  She masturbated as she walked down the hall and stood outside
her Aunt Lucy's bedroom.

   Curiously, she opened the door to her Aunt's room.  She found the bed
clothing unmade and the bed still warm from the night before.  For the
first time, she began to see things in a different light.  She first
noticed the position of the dressing mirror as it faced the open bed
sheets; she could detect a slight aroma upon her Aunt's bed cloths that
hinted of sexual arousal; she noticed the edge of magazine beneath her
Aunt's pillow that looked suspiciously explicit.  It was.

   Removing it from beneath the pillow, she could clearly see the cover
image of Sapphic entanglement of two naked girls engrossed in mutual oral
sex.  Pornography...  it made Tara's mouth immediately dry and her heart
pump harder.  Her fingers continued their onslaught of her genitals.  It
was almost like an electric shock as it became obvious to her, that her
dear old Aunt had been masturbating over this magazine whilst watching her
self do it in the dressing mirror...  a thought that gave young Tara an
unfamiliar lustiness.

   She began to wonder what her dear Aunt Lucy would look like without her
clothes ...  laying prone and naked whilst fingering her self.  She was
much younger than her father, and well kept.  Now she realized why her Aunt
never married.  As she turned the creased pages of the old soiled magazine,
glancing at the pictures of girls, her age, engaged in lesbian sex acts. 
It felt completely indecent and obscene...  but something unseen seemed to
will her to keep masturbating the entire time.  She brought her nasty
fingers to her lips and tasted herself whilst gazing at herself in the oval
dressing mirror from the very spot that her Aunt had been.

   She could imagine her Aunt stealing a perverted glance at her niece's
sexy young budding breasts and nubile body at bath time.  Yes, she had been
there many times...  secretly touching herself at the sight of her own kin.
And then there had been the feeling of a not entirely wholesome and
lingering touch, as her Aunt had lewdly pretended to help her bath with a
tiny washcloth.  Her Aunt had definitely used these opportunities to `feel
her up' under false pretense of making sure she was completely clean in
those special places.

   Surely her Aunt would not want anyone to find out about these things...
she could use this to get her aunt to invite her siblings over for all the
wrong reasons...  she would do anything not to be exposed...  so what if
her Aunt caught her masturbating in her bedroom, looking at the same filth
that she had done some few hours earlier?

   Tara jumped onto the bed and looked at herself in the oval dressing
mirror...  "Look at me now Aunt Lucy, watch me be a dirty girl in your
bed..." she said under her breath.

   The possibilities were interesting.  What other interesting things could
she find amongst her Aunt's very personal things she could use to
manipulate the situation?  These thoughts began to rush forward from a
place she could not willingly trace.  She had never had ever thought these
kind of depraved things before?  What was wrong with her?  She was not
sure, only that she was enjoying this nasty little journey.

   As a youngster she had hid things from her sister in the space beneath
the draws in her dressing bureau...  she wandered if she'd find anything in
her Aunt's.  Carefully, she removed the bottom draw and snaked her hand
into its base.  She could feel more magazines...  a mother lode.  She
brought them out into the light...  all the soiled publications depicted
young girls and boys.  They were disgusting.  Even the pages smelt funky.
Tara laid them out upon the carpeted floor, selecting the most perverse
images she could find of young children and adults...  titles called
Children Love, Lolita Sex, Nymph Lover, Lolita's Pissing, Lolita
Masturbation, Fucking Children, Incest Family, Pre-Teen Sex and Child
Love...

   She smiled to find several pairs of her own underwear in her Aunt's
possession...  what was her aunt doing with her dirty and soiled underwear?
There was a long black vibrator and other tools of vaginal penetration...
it was a treasure trove of toys for Tara's new game of blackmail.  She held
the vibrator under her nose and smelt the bouquet of arousing scents.  So
this is what her Aunt's vagina smelt like.  She licked its unclean surface.
It was wrong.  This was a violation of her Aunt's privacy.  It was wrong
because they were directly related...  a six letter word crossed her
mind... incest.  Her Aunt was a sexual pervert...  a total deviant.  She
squealed with excitement.  Incest.  Incest.  Incest.

   She turned the obscene phallic object on and held it as it buzzed loudly
in her hand.  She brought its curled point, first to her left nipple and
then to the right.  Its vibrations immediately made them hard as bullets...
then she trailed down across her flat stomach wall and over her boney
pubis, finally to bump and grind against her clitoris where she pressed it
hard against herself as the strong quivering brought her an immediate
rush...  all the time starring at the cornucopia of perverted images strewn
across the floor in front of her.

   Chapter 9 - SECRET LUST

   "Tara...  what...  what...  are you doing in my room?" It was her Aunt
Lucy.  "Oh my god!" Her face was flushed with the look of complete and
utter horror, of dread and guilt, mixed with panic and confusion.

   If Tara was supposed to be scared or embarrassed at being caught red
handed...  she was not.  Quite the opposite, she felt excited by it... 
only moments before she had considered the situation and then it happened.
And there it was.

   Lucy could see exactly what her niece was masturbating too, as Tara
continued unabated pushing her Aunt's vibrator in and out of her oily slit.
Its soreness only accentuated the nastiness she felt.  She made no attempt
to conceal her actions and her face showed no embarrassment nor regret for
standing naked before her Aunt...  masturbating herself with her Aunt's
large dildo half embedded inside her pre-teen body.

   Lucy was frozen to the spot.  She thought she was going to be physically
sick.  She could see her most private play things on full display and it
was obvious that her niece had been purposefully searching around in her
bedroom, shamelessly going through her stuff...  but there she was, her
glorious niece, her vibrator stuffed up her pussy.  It made Lucy's juices
flow instantly.

   "Tara." Lucy went to say something...  anything to break this unbearable
tension.  Tara put her finger to her Aunt's lip.

   "Shhhhh" she responded and stood even closer to her shaking Aunt.  The
vibrator buzzed noisily between her legs as she kissed her Aunt's mouth. 
It was not a loving kiss of a niece and her Father's younger sister...  but
an invitational kiss of wickedness that said that she should undress
immediately, slip between the bedclothes with her new incestuous lover and
prepare to blaspheme before god, the saints and all the angels.

   Their eager tongues danced back and forth between them as Lucy struggled
against the urge to stop and run away from the situation.  She was the
adult.  She should know better.  This was her fantasy but was not too late
to stop?  This was rapidly turning into abuse...  she would be the sexual
abuse of a minor...  of her brother's child no less?  She was suppose to be
her niece's godmother...  Christened by the priest in the eyes of the
entire congregation...  she had a duty of care over this young and
impressionable child.  Everything about this was wrong.

   She thought about her brother...  her happily married brother...  with
his three kids and loving wife.  She was sure that they had never even
realized her sexual preference for other women, especially young women...
the younger the better.  Their heterosexual blindness never saw the sordid
thoughts that lurked just beneath the surface of their sister and
sister-in-law...  of her extreme salaciousness.

   `Sexual predator' that what she would be labeled; she never usually
allowed herself to even contemplate this, but that is what it was, and that
is what she was and fucking her niece was so hot...  she was prodigious,
visceral, irresistible.  Her hands explored her niece's naked back as she
drew her closer.  The devil could take her soul tomorrow, but today she
would bed this nymph.

   Lucy broke the kiss and reached between her niece's legs to remove the
buzzing phallus.  She turned off the obscene sound.  There was a pregnant
silence.  She brought it's dull black surface to her lips and her tongued
licked across its sticky penis head.  She tasted her niece for the first
time.  She had dreamed of this seduction a hundred times before.  She
dropped the vibrator and pushed Tara backwards and onto the bed...  as she
stripped silently, her cloths fell to the floor next exposing her pierced
nipples and heavily tattooed vagina...  Lucy wasted no time in quickly
kneeling between her kin's open legs eager to devour the real thing.

   "Arrrghhhh...  Aunt Lucy..." Tara moaned as she felt her expert tongue
ploughed in between the lips of her sore cunt.  The sounds of oral sex
stirred a recent memory inside her mind of her strange new friend Usha. 
Like glimpsing the fragment of a dream, she saw them both naked and heavily
petting each other; she saw Usha's mother, a beautiful and powerful women
nursing them both against her perfect bosoms; she saw herself holding the
erect penis of young boy just as he ejaculated; she saw her master's long
black cock as it filled her until she felt it hard against her cervix.  The
elixir still stirred in her system...  liberating any bastions of
wholesomeness.

   "Aunt Lucy...  I have to go pee-pee." She said demurely.

   Chapter 10 - THE POWER OF BLACK MAGIC

   Aunt Lucy hang up the phone and smiled at Tara evilly.  She had not
stopped masturbating during the entire phone conversation.

   "Well?" Asked Tara impatiently, but submissively kneeling between her
aunt's open thighs, licking the fresh urine from her wet fingers as they
moved in and out of her dribbling pussy.

   "It seems we have been invited to the Sarin's" replied Lucy.  She moaned
grotesquely, pushing her niece's face hard against her thrusting pelvis as
she finally emptied her bladder into her niece's mouth.

   xxxxx

   It was the first time that Lucy had actually walked up the Sarin's
drive-away, despite having been neighbors for a few years.  Apprehension
made Lucy's palms clammy with perspiration and she held onto Tara's hand
tightly as they approached the door that swung ajar.

   "Hello Tara" greeted Kali.  "And you must be Lucy?"

   "Yes I am."

   "I can't believe that it took your beautiful niece to bring us all
together?"

   "I know.  I never intended to impose.  You seemed a very private family.
But I am so excited that we finally get to meet."

   Usha greeted Tara with a lingering kiss and was followed by her older
sister, who did the same, kissing her directly upon the lips...  something
that was conspicuous to Lucy who immediately felt a flush of Sapphic
thrill.

   "These are my daughters, Usha and Danava." She gestured towards her
daughters both dressed identically to the mother in elegant white saris,
lined with gold thread, matching ear and nose piercing and each with a
delicate gold waist chain.  Their hair was pulled back into a high bun,
with a long ponytail-like extension descending on one side.

   Much to Lucy's surprise and excitement, they both kissed her in a
similarly passionate fashion to the way they greeted her niece.  She was
breathless with spontaneous sexual arousal from her mysterious neighbors.

   "My apologies for my husband.  He has some business to attend to...  so
it will only us girls...  please make yourself comfortable...  we will be
taking some refreshments in the day lounge.  I hope you don't mind, but we
are very traditional in the Sarin household, and enjoy our little
formalities."

   Kali pointed in the general direction to the rear of the house and then
took Lucy by the hand.  It felt like an immediate kinship, a bonding
between all, as if they were old friends meeting again after a brief
separation.

   Kali lead her into an intimate space formed from three sides with deep
lounges and recessed low tables, no more than six inches from the floor. 
Three of the four walls where covered with long dark patterned drapes, with
the far wall covered with a gilt-framed mirror that gave the small room a
much larger feel.  Finely woven rugs covered the floors and the ethnicity
of their cultural heritage was very evident throughout.  Soft mridangam
music complemented the aromatic fragrance of Ylang Ylang intended to
heighten sexual awareness.

   As they all sat down cross-legged, Lucy was mindful of the shortness of
her skirt and the fact that she was wearing nothing beneath it.  She had
dressed Tara in a similarly provocative fashion and from where Lucy was
seated; she had a good view of her niece's exposed sex.  Kali sat next to
Lucy.  She too could see what was on display, but pretended to be unaware.
Her two daughters sat either side of Tara.  Usha stroked Tara's bare arm
and they looked knowingly at each other as Tara's pussy throbbed with
anticipation.  Usha kissed her mouth, while Danava openly fondled her
breasts beneath her strapless boob tube.  Breaking her kiss with one
sister, Tara then kissed the other, as Usha's hand explored beneath Tara's
skirt feeling her very wet vagina.

   Lucy marveled at the openness of her niece's sexual response with these
two exotic dark creatures whose movements undulated to the exotic drumbeat
of the mridangam.

   "Interesting choice of name...  Danava, of flowing juices." Remarked
Lucy.

   "So, you are familiar with elements of our heritage, Lucy?"

   "Eastern studies at university.  I did my post-grad research on Indian
Occult.  As a young adult, I found I was always drawn to the more sinister
aspects of these sub-cultures...  their openly sexual religious practices
and orgy-like rituals...  a teen can find them rather steamy and
exciting... be it in the so-called name of further education."

   "I am intrigued.  To think we have been living next door to each other
for so long...  and I would have loved to share our first hand experience
with these most exotic of matters.  And so there is no hiding about the
origins of my own namesake?"

   "It is one of the reasons for my eagerness to meet you...  Kali...  the
Empress."

   "And so revealed is my true nature...  Look at how our children are
bonding already." They both smiled at each other knowingly.

   "Your taste is exquisite" sighed Lucy as she tried unsuccessful to
control her growing arousal.

   "Then you would appreciate the murals that I have had painstakingly
reproduced in this room.  Usually, when we entertain, I must conceal
them... but now we are Sisters of an understanding...  let me share with
you, the true beauty of our beliefs."

   Kali clapped her hands and Gupta appeared briefly to draw back the
patterned drapes to reveal the highly erotic frescos that adorned every
surface of the intimate space.  The unmistakable style of Mayong painting,
rich in the colors of their Indian sub-culture and unashamedly perverse in
its content, the sexual interaction between adults and children of all ages
in a ritualistic orgy of worship to the Goddess Kali.

   Lucy was a gasp.  "It's incredible...  an absolute masterpiece."

   "The artists were from my home town of Assam.  They worked slavishly for
many months on it.  I am pleased to share it with one who can see past the
raw sexual aspects...  and appreciate the more divine and spiritual thirst
for lust that my family embrace.  Duṣṭa ki prasansa (praise the
evil one)."

   "Duṣṭa ki prasansa (praise the evil one)" repeated Lucy. 
"Forgive me...  my Hindi is a little rusty.

   Kali laughed out loud.

   "You are certainly full of surprises Lucy...  and I must say that your
niece is very beautiful...  especially from this angle" remarked Kali very
casually to Lucy.  She had noticing how Lucy had gazed lustily at her two
young ones from the minute she had walked through their front door.  Seeing
the young ones in their early foreplay was an instant aphrodisiac.

   "Thank you.  aAnd your daughters are the spitting image of their
incredibly beautiful mother" answered Lucy.

   Kali beamed at the obvious compliment and leaned across her guest,
kissing her on the mouth, pressing their lips together with more than just
a hint of her tongue.  Lucy's head span with pure lust.

   "Why don't we suggest that the girls remove their troublesome clothing,
so we can both appreciate their youthful beauty unfettered, while they
entertain us with the erotica of Indian dance?"

   "Yes...  yes...  that would be truly wonderful Kali."

   Kali took Lucy's hand and slid it between her open legs.  Lucy was
completely besotted.  Beneath her thin sari, Lucy felt Kali's dripping wet
cunt.  It was hot and open.

   "Your yoni is beautiful Empress." Lucy remarked as she withdrew her wet
fingers to taste the Kali's pussy slime.  They kissed again...  a longer
and deeply passionate kiss.

   "Why don't we get naked too?  Watching our incestuous young is so
divine, don't you think?  Usha...  Dana...  mujhe pyasa lagi hai ke lie
laṛaki pesaba (I am thirsty for girl piss.)"

   "You have trained them well" added Lucy removing the last of her
clothing.

   Kali studied Lucy's waifish body...  her eyes magnetically pulled down
towards her clean-shaven crutch.

   "You never mentioned that you had been initiated into a snake-god cult
before?" She asked.  Kali ran her fingers across Lucy's nipple rings and
then across the ethnic snake forms of her tattooed genitals.  The two
intertwined serpents heads facing inwards, made Lucy's vagina even more
pronounce.

   "It was a long time ago."

   "Then we are truly sisters who must share more sona (gold)."

   Usha and Danava grinned deviantly at each other at how fast the evening
was slipping into complete debauchery.

   Usha retrieved two decorative silver flutes from the side table and each
of the sisters began to carefully urinate into them.  Tara was already
fingering herself as she watched the girls' shamelessness whilst performing
this lewd act.

   Taking the flute offered by Usha, Lucy drank a generous mouthful. 
Savoring its slightly salty taste, she said "delicious my dear, you have
sone mem badala gaya pani (turned water into gold)"

   Kali took the flute of warm urine from her older daughter and emptied
the glass in one gulp.  She licked her lips.

   "Your familiarity with our myths is most pleasing.  Yes indeed, it is an
old fable and one that is widely celebrated by the drinking of sona
(gold)...  I am sure that Dr Naga, will enjoy you."

   "As I look forward to `enjoying' him."

   "What has Tara told you?" laughed Kali pushing forward onto Lucy's
fingers, so they penetrated deeper into her oily cunt.

   "Only that his cock is as thick and as long as her forearm.  He sounds
wonderful, Kali...  a murga danava (cock demon)...  the pleasures of an
empress are so divine."

   "All this talk of cock is making me hungry.  Shall we indulge in an
appetizer of tight young yoni before some main course of linga, Lucy?

   "Duṣṭa ki prasansa (praise the evil one)" replied Lucy
drawing Usha's lithe young body towards her greedy mouth.

   "Come Tara...  thwart me no longer, let me enjoy your pretty yoni"
barked Kali.  Tara quickly stood in front of the seated Empress and pushed
her hips forward giving her full access.  Both women devoured the other's
young and then swapped over...  and then swapped back yet again between the
three girls.  The girl's squirmed as their mothers fucked their vaginas as
deep as their tongues would go.

   "Delicious" moaned as Lucy sat back from licking her daughter's twat.

   "Rasadara aura svadista (juicy and delicious)...  only surpassed by the
taste of virya aura masika dharma rakta (semen and menstrual blood)."

   "The elixir?" Asked Lucy.

   "And I was thinking that I was going to need you use it on you...  to
break your will and have you fall on your knees before me."

   She laughed.  "I am willing to serve you.  The rewards you offer are too
much to resist."

   "Then Sister-in-Sin, be it known that we may not be too much longer in
this place...  we had planned to take Tara and her siblings as tokens to
appease the gods...  the plan was to use you under the influence of the
elixir to deliver them to us.  But I see another way...  join us and you
will have many young sons and daughters of Assam to service your every
sexual perversion."

   "Then it will be done."

   "Let us celebrate with a blood offering." Kali nodded and young Gupta
entered.  Dressed only in his black dhoti, he knelt next to his mistress
and awaited her instructions.

   "Remove your dhoti and lay upon the floor in front of us...  so that our
girls my use you for our mutual amusement."

   From beneath the edge of the carpet, Kali retrieved a sharp curved blade
and held it hidden behind her back.

   Chapter 11 - FAMILY OFFERING

   George and Jill arrived with the kids, eight-year-old brother, Leo, and
her nine-year-old sister, Jaime, in tow.  George locked the car out of
habit.  The house was very quiet.  They made they way to the rear of the
house to find Aunt Lucy and their eldest daughter, Tara, sunbathing on the
rear porch.  It was a cloudless warm day and their entire family, were all
over-dressed for the heat of the midday sun.  George loosed the collar of
his shirt and rolled up the sleeves.

   Tara and Lucy lay across the wide sun-bed.  Tara was dressed only in the
bottoms of her skimpy lilac bathers and her Aunt Lucy lay next to her, with
eyes covered in sunglasses, in just a translucent summer wrap.  Both seemed
happy with their flat boyish chests fully exposed to the warm rays of
sunshine.

   "Anyone home?" Called George as he stepped out on top the stone porch
deck.  He stopped in the doorway, effectively blocking the doorway from his
wife and kids.  Seeing his sister, Lucy, without her top on was somewhat of
a surprise.  He had never seen her bare-chested since they were little
kids. He never knew that she had pierced nipples and could also make out
the uncovered portion of her serpent-like tattoo as it undulated across her
narrow hips, flat stomach.

   "George" replied Lucy lazily.  She made to attempt to cover herself, nor
any movement to suggest she was going to either.

   George's eyes carelessly crossed over to her daughter's pubescent body.
"Tara, don't you think you had better put something on?"

   "Leave her George.  Stop being a prude.  She's enjoying a suntan without
strap marks.  Why don't you all make yourselves at home."

   "Stop being a kill-joy George.  It's a hot day" harped Jill as she
stepped outside with the young kids, one in either hand.

   George only grunted and grabbed a deckchair next to the plastic blow-up
paddling pool, filled with inviting water that was now warm from the sun.

   "Can we play in the water mom?" Asked Leo.

   "But you haven't got your bathers?" said Jill.

   "It's only us.  Let them play naked." Suggested Lucy, watching them from
behind her opaque sunglasses.

   "Go on then." The kids screamed and stripped down in seconds.

   Jill had never seen her sister-in-law's pierced nipples and was equally
intrigued by the ethnic ophidian design that disappeared below the
waistline of her sister-in-laws sun-wrap.

   "Come and join us on the sun-bed Jill" offered Lucy, suddenly aware of
Jill's unbroken stare at her sister-in-law's semi-nakedness.

   "I...  um...  thanks Lucy but I didn't bring any bathers either..."
blushed a reluctant Jill.

   "George isn't staying long...  so it'll be just us girls and the little
ones until tomorrow.  You can borrow a pair of mine...  wait here, I will
get a pair."

   xxxxx

   Lucy watched from behind the long netted curtains as her brother's car
disappeared down the long gravel driveway.  It would be easier without him
around.  Lucy felt intoxicated with excitement and found it hard to stop
her base desires consuming her outward appearance of rational behavior. 
She beckoned Tara to her side.  They tongue kissed wildly, then Lucy
whispered words only for her niece to hear.

   The pair returned to the rear deck and saw Jill tending to the younger
children who were now paddling in the small inflatable pool without their
clothes on.  Lucy had prepared a glass of what appeared to be spicy tomato
juice for Jill.  She accepted the glass and moments later it was empty.  It
was now evitable.  It would not take long for the elixir to moderate her
behavior.  She knew that Kali's magic was very potent.

   Both Aunt and niece were eager to show their new mistress and master
their devotion to the Way of the Serpent.  They had even suggested that the
children remain behind with them, to give Tara some time with her siblings,
as part of her recovery.  But Jill had insisted in staying.  So Lucy had
now got around this obstacle in their plan with the help of the elixir.  It
would make her seduction all to easy.

   It had tasted rather spicy, like the consistency of a Bloody Mary, but
with a taste Jill could not place.  Maybe it had been alcoholic because she
now felt immediately very light headed.

   Lucy could relax now and let the events of the afternoon unfold.  It
made her instantly wet, as she allowed herself to contemplate the
unthinkable things she was about to do to her young niece and nephew with
the aid of their own mother.

   Lucy and Tara now lay completely naked across the big sun-bed.

   For a moment, Jill imagined the pair of them openly fingered
themselves...  she felt dizzy from the initial effects of the elixir as it
began to unravel her psyche...  the expression on her face showed an inner
torment as she fought against these new and strange feelings.

   Jill, had been reluctant to sunbath, but now her sexuality raged inside,
as an unfamiliar attraction towards her sister-in-law and an even more
insidious feeling of sexual arousal whilst looking at her own naked
children...  not just Tara, who was scrawled out across the sun-bed, but
also Jaime and Leo as the innocently played in the shallow water of the
padding pool.  As much as she tried not to look, the more she felt
compelled to visually explore Lucy's pussy...  her piercings and weird
tattoo that she found magnetic.

   "Come on mommy, lay down with us.  I'll rub you in some of Auntie's
suntan oil on you."

   Jill moved very slowly, as if in a daydream...  trance-like, she
stripped down, casually tossing her clothing aside and stood naked next to
the day bed.  She was usually very shy about herself, after giving birth to
three children, her body had never quite returned to its original shape and
she was very conscious of the whitish stretch marks across her lower
abdominal area.

   "Make room for mommy..." said Lucy to her niece.  She made no attempt to
hide, as her fingers played with the smooth outer lips of her greater
labia...  "Mommy needs to lie down, while we shave all that hair from her
cunny...  make it nice and smooth just like her daughter's and Auntie
Lucy's."