Date: Fri, 21 Aug 2009 12:00:51 +0200 (CEST)
From: ARTFITZ <artfitz@orange.fr>
Subject: The druid 6

While the master race was being propagated by the assembled Amazons and the
two fine warriors more serious matters were in hand in the Queens
apartments. She was discussing her 'problem' with the Druid and seeking a
solution. She had, she said of late, found that there had been a diminution
in her sex drive which she felt was affecting her 'marriage with the
Kingdom'. For us today a concept difficult to comprehend but in Celtic
Ireland the prince was not just a powerful man or woman, he was the
personification of the land itself, if he/she was ill the land became ill
if he/she died until the replacement was elected the land was in danger. In
a agrarian society like this where wealth was measured by cattle herds the
state of the land was paramount. The fact that the queen was 60 years old
did not matter in her mind at all. Her sex drive/creativity was primordial
to her power. She had to be able to shag anyone any time anywhere with a
passion and power that left the person or persons breathless. That Bull of
a man, O'Rourke was a perfect example.

The Druid asked her to strip and bend backwards so that he could examine
her. She had not discussed the problem with the family/clan doctor or the
Ollamh, any weakness was to be kept secret until it became obvious. The
Druid was not a doctor but he could 'see' things beyond the normal of
mortal men. He examine the triangle of black hair tinged with grey that
surrounded the beautiful red clitoris of the queen. If he had been another
man his tongue would have been tickling that juicy morsel right now with
pleasure. He however preferred other things. He looked closely examining
the area, feeling it and touching it, opening the woman sex up to see the
interior. He placed his long white finger into the hole and moved it
up. The Queen reacted violently, shuddering like a maiden. His magic
fingertip seeming to plant a huge surge of energy into the tired vagina. He
removed the finger and placed it in his mouth, tasting it to see if there
was any tinge of sickness which might affect her capacity. He felt none, he
told her that he would place his staff of power into her and draw on the
energy of the moon that night. She must place herself naked on the couch in
the greenĂ n (sunning room of the enclosure where the ladies took the sun
on warm days) and facing the great wide large disk of the full moon open
her legs and take the great druids wand into herself and let the moonlight
energy surge into her via the ancient staff.

That night all the servants, lovers and guards were dismissed as the queen
readied herself for the rising moon. She straddled the couch her beautiful
body naked and open to the air. Her long legs opened and her raven pubic
hair glistening in the moonlight. The hounds could be heard outside the
gates howling at the moon. The druid came across the open space towards the
queen as if he moved without walking, like a phantom. His beautiful white
features, beard and long hair flowing and gleaming white in the silver
moonlight. He was floating and his energy level was magic as he pulsed. His
clothing as if by a miracle, falling to the ground as he floated
horizontally above the mesmerised royal lady. His eyes were full of power
as he stared into the eyes of the Queen. The whole body of the man shone as
though it was on fire. His chest and his belly almost touching the bare
breasts of the lady. His huge uncut cock was full and standing horizontally
to his body and that of the Queen. He placed his staff between the ladies
legs and as he had instructed earlier she pushed into her open cunt, now
wet with expectation. After a little while there appeared a halo around the
two bodies and what can only be described as a linen thread like filament
touched the head of the shaft of the Druids wand and led up smoke like to
the moon. It dissipated in the distance but continued to waft in the gentle
breeze. The queen and the druid soaked up the power of the moon and
eventually grew so bright that the whole district was awakened by the
light. The confused birds breaking into morning birdsong as if the sun was
rising. The dogs stopped howling and sat frightened by the gates of the
rath. Then it was over, as fast as it had arrived. The birds stopped the
dogs howled and people went back to sleep.

In the guard room Stefan felt a surge of power fill him up, his entrails
burning as they did when his beloved druid fucked him but only twice as
powerful and intense. He could sense the druid on him even though he was
not there. He could feel his man's body pressing him into the fur of the
bed even though he was surrounded by the prone bodies of the girl warriors
all snoring and scratching around him. Turlach was close by with several
girls holding various parts of his body. He had a smile on his face which
was a total disgrace. He sensed the movement by Stefan and opened one eye
to look. He saw Stefan grinding the fur under his groin as if he was
fucking it. There was a strange light shining on top of him which was
barely perceptible and his ass opened and closed as if it was being
penetrated by a massive ghostly cock. Turochs cock was sore and tired but
it responded to this sight like a true warrior. He moved cat like to this
travelling companion and watched closely as the boy was fucked and fucked
at the same time. He manoeuvred himself in front of Stefan's face lifting
it up and placing his enormous cock into his mouth. Stefan took it all and
sucked as if in a trance. The dream like activity continued in the
moonlight. Turoch was mesmerised by the situation and could feel the power
surging through the boy. His cock throbbed as Stefan sucked his very life
out of him. He managed to place his balls also into his mouth, this was
strange indeed, magic in fact most people only ever managed to put half his
cock into their mouths or holes. This was so strange so perfect. He had
never felt this before his whole body was being sucked into Stefan's mouth,
he was being devoured whole and was loving it. He felt as though it was the
most natural thing in the world. The whole room was beginning to disappear
into a fireball of extrasensory pleasure. The two men were starting to glow
and moan, it became so loud that the girls woke and moved back to watch the
spectacle. The intensity of the sport between the two men was gripping and
the girls decided to join in, they finger fucked each other, sucked tits
and kissed rubbing themselves against the two wild men lovers as they did
so the glow grew. It became a blaze as more and more of the girls touched
each other and made contact with the men, even indirectly. The whole room
became a Furness and reached a crescendo of pleasure, the like of which was
never seen and would never be seen again in this place. Each and every
person orgasmed at the same instant howling and crying and shouting and
screaming.

The dawn arrived and a sense of peace and pleasure reigned all over the
rath, it was if the whole population, human, animal and vegetable had
experienced the same magic powerful love charm. The colours of the flowers
and plants in and around the rath looked more vivid, the animals were
handsomer and more lively. There was a communal smile on every ones face.

The Druid slept like a dead man.