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Chapter 10 by Arthor Thomarius Arthor Thomarius

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Jessica Comes of Age.

Jonas stood in the back of the crowd and watched Jessica’s cumfesta with fascination. He could remember visiting dozens of similar ceremonies when he was younger, but this felt different. Maybe it was because he knew those memories were fake or maybe because no artificially imposed engrams can replace the real thing - but whatever the reason, Jonas could not take his eyes off of the spectacle.

The ominous music began to play, and the students began to chant in Latin. Jessica, clad in a white dress, was escorted onto the stage by six robed figures. She stood before the crowd and yelped in shock and horror as the robed figures held her in place and cut her clothes away.

“Gone is the innocence of youth. Gone are the carefree days of childhood. Dead is the girl.” Jessica stood naked in front of the crowd. “Here, lives a woman.”

The six figures dropped their robes to reveal their mostly naked female bodies. Jessica’s six maidens were wearing more jewelry than clothing. The nubile young ladies jingled with their every movement. With practiced ease the six maidens dressed Jessica in a scarlet bra and thong which they covered with a sheer black dress. The girls adorned their mistress with armlets, anklets, bangles, and a thick gold torq that attached to a heavy gold plate with her family name and citizenship ranking etched proudly for all to see.

Jessica was supposed to say some words about growing up and how bittersweet it was to know that her childhood had come to an end. Instead the teen girl stood dumbstruck with a traumatized look on her face. The crowd stood in awkward silence which abruptly ended when someone decided to give the signal to start playing the music. The six maidens descended from the stage and began to dance in the space made by the crowd. Their every movement was musical with the jingling of bells and bracelets. The pretty young **** girls smiled and beamed at the onlookers. According to tradition, the dancing maidens represented the woman’s blossoming. The slaves were expected to entice the crowd to desire with the beauty of youth.

The dance was interrupted on cue by the sounds of drums. Two men pounded out a rhythm as they each led another two young men behind them. Jonas recognized Brad, Jamal, Chris, and Troy from the school football team in both the old world and this new one. The four youths were oiled up and naked. As they approached the dancing maidens the six girls broke off their dance and formed a line, standing between the stage and the men. The drummers beat a furious rhythm before the oiled up men spoke in unison, “Let us pass, that we might do as we will.”

“Prove your worth.” The maidens responded. With that, Brad paired off with Troy, and Chris paired off with Jamal.

The four naked boys began to go full Pankration on one another. Each of the fighters was well trained in the combination of boxing and wrestling which they used to try to overpower their opponent. The crowd cheered them on. Based on his standing within the quartet of fighters, Jonas could tell that Brad was betrothed to Jessica and the odds-on favorite to win.

Still, something impish inside of Jonas could not help but speak aloud his own mischief, “I wish for Brad to lose this fight and forfeit his betrothal to my genie.” Jonas saw a shudder run through Jessica’s body as a soft smile spread across her face. The smile quickly turned to trepidation as she watched the repercussions of her Master’s wish unfold.

Brad had a self assured look on his face as his rippling muscles overpowered his opponent. It was only when he suddenly lost his footing and slipped that Troy got the upper hand. With Brad off balance Troy acted quickly to pin the football quarterback and **** him into submission. With the agony more than he could bear, Brad Myers tapped out - and in doing so he was effectively breaking up with Jessica.

Shock and disbelief swept the crowd. No one could quite believe it, Brad ‘Thundercock’ Myers had lost Jessica Edwards. No one looked more shocked than Troy who stood triumphant as he waited for the other fight to finish. Chris was an athletic and powerful man, but Jamal’s skills and discipline proved the better that day. Using a jiu jitsu technique, Jamal tossed Chris out of bounds. Brad and Chris had been defeated and Troy and Jamal were victorious.

Brad looked around dazed and in a fugue as he wandered off in a state of shock. Jamal and Troy began the next part of the ritual when they pretended to fight one another. Only this time the six maidens stepped forward.

“There is no need to fight.” They announced, “Let us make love, not war. Choose of us, so that you might do us honor and do honor to our lady.”

The girls danced around the two naked youths until finally Troy reached out and grabbed Cassie and Jamal grabbed Michelle. The crowd cheered as the two girls were **** to their knees and made to fill their mouths with the sweaty, oily cock and balls of the triumphant fighters. When their cocks were good and hard, the fighters would take them out of the girl’s mouths and slap both of her cheeks with it before forcing his chosen maiden onto all fours so that he might take her from behind.

The crowd cheered at the reenactment of the centuries old tradition symbolizing how the early settlers would use the exchange of handmaidens to keep the peace in colonial Vespuchia. Jessica looked pale and nauseous. Without the cultural context of what was going on, the poor girl could only feel disgust and confusion at the perverse ritual being performed in her name. Jonas felt sorry for his genie. He could only imagine how scared and alone she must have felt.

As he had watched the Cumfesta, Jonas thought a lot about what the ring’s avatar had told him and a plan formed in the back of his mind. It seemed ridiculous and like a total long shot, not to mention long term in the ****.

Still, the more he pondered the idea, the more he liked it. Jonas grinned as he said, “I wish that no one would notice me as I approach Jessica. I wish that we could have a nice conversation without being overheard or interrupted.”

Jonas watched the ecstatic wave wash over Jessica’s face as his own toes tingled. The fantasy author looked down to see a new pair of black, noiseless shoes upon his feet. With a shrug Jonas began to walk towards the stage to come face to face with his genie.

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