The Sun Gods Woman Part 5

She was on his mind.

She was in his senses, he could smell her on himself, and still feel the softness of her skin beneath his

fingers.

And there was no doubt about it. She had recognized him.

Of all the cursed luck...

Dr. Kyle Pendrake, the High Priest of the Sun G.o.d, leaned back and looked around his Priest's

chamber.

Would she give him away? There were those who were only too ready to take over his position, if they

could find good cause. Even now, murmurings were reaching his ears, murmurings of dissatisfaction because the town was having financial difficulties.

The young people were leaving in droves, lured by the news of excitement and opportunity to the south in

the big city of Ur. Kushuk was small and getting smaller, and the people were looking to their G.o.ds and

their Priests, to solve the problem.He knew very well that a sacrifice wouldn't plug the leak that was claiming their youth, and he certainlydidn't want to have to put an end to that remarkable young woman's existence with a sharp ceremonialdagger.

But factions within the Temple were starting to simmer. He had a big problem, and he hoped it wouldn't need blood to solve it.

Especially not her blood.

Sacrificing her would, of course, kill two birds with one stone. He grimaced at his own pun. She would be a very impressive offering to the G.o.ds, and she would be unable to reveal his secret if she was dead.

Of course, he wouldn't be able to f.u.c.k her if she was dead, either.

There was that.

He chuckled silently at the absurd direction his thoughts had taken. He could no more kill her than he could cut his own heart out.

His c.o.c.k stirred at the mere thought of her body beneath him. He remembered her from that night at the

Symposium, and raised an eyebrow at the irony of fate.

The one woman in that room who looked like she might have been interesting, and here she was, thrust back four thousand years in the past, practically into his bed.

Talk about coincidences. Once again, Kyle wondered about Merlin. Was it a coincidence that Annilin, or

whatever her name was, had arrived here? Or could there be more at work than simple digital wizardry?At this point, Kyle could only shrug. He'd have given his eyeteeth for a small PAD device, let alone amainframe system and the power to run it. But he'd had to accept the fact that there was little or nochance of ever returning to his own time.

Could he help her see that too?

Would she understand that they would have to make the best of it here in Sumer? And what would her response be when she found out exactly what it meant to be a High Priestess of the Moon G.o.ddess? How was she going to react to the news that she was going to have to be his very attentive, very public s.e.x slave for a whole month?

His lips curved in a wicked grin.

She'd probably be p.i.s.sed as all get out.

He was rather looking forward to it.

* * * * *"I have to put that where?"A loud and exasperated sigh came from Enshilla, Priestess of the Moon G.o.ddess. Attempting to get her new High Priestess prepared for the dedication festival was proving to be rather a challenge to her

normally patient character.

"Annilin. You are to dedicate yourself to the Moon G.o.ddess today. You know this. You will pleasure yourself with the statue of the Sun G.o.d. You know this also. His c.o.c.k is smooth and pleasant, and everyone here has gone through the same experience. We have already discussed this."

Enshilla noted the stubborn frown on Annilin's face."You will be required to offer your virginity. Ceremonially of course. To do this, we must insert this small packet within your body. I would like to do that now. Within a few hours, the warmth of your flesh willliquefy the contents, dissolve the leaf, and you will be offering the G.o.d a virgin c.u.n.t."Annilin blinked at Enshilla's blunt language."None of this will happen if you sit there with your legs clamped together tighter than clam sh.e.l.ls. Now open wide and lean back. Now."

The sharp tone in Enshilla's normally tranquil voice finally made an impression on Annie's frozen brain.She did as she had been ordered, spreading her thighs obligingly.She couldn't help thinking that it was better than her last OB/GYN exam, but not by much.Making to sit up, she was stayed by Enshilla's hand."One more thing, Annilin. Your hair.""What about it? It probably needs a wash, but don't ask me to get rid of the frizzies. Unless you guys have some kind of conditioner that doesn't involve camel dung, it's staying like it is."Enshilla chuckled."Not that hair, Annilin. This hair..." She stroked Annie's mound gently.Annie gulped. "What about it?"

"It is quite lovely, so we have decided not to remove it as we would an ordinary priestess."

Annie heaved a sigh of relief, never having paid much attention to her pubic hair other than to make sure it didn't peek out around her bathing suit.

"However..." Enshilla produced a delicate looking blade from her belt.

"Enshilla?" said Annie, nervously trying to back her way up a vertical marble wall.

"To demonstrate your special dedication to our G.o.ddess and the fact that she sent you to us, we thought this might be an appropriate gesture..."

With one quick swipe, Enshilla cleared Annie's hair from her lower mound, leaving her feeling strangely cool.

Another swipe and she was the proud possessor of an almost perfect crescent moon, shaped from her pubic hair. The two arms of the crescent pointed down to her now-exposed folds, and the top curved neatly below her belly.

It was cute, it was different, and Annie couldn't quite decide if she liked it or not.

Within moments, Enshilla had tidied up her artistic creation, and was rubbing some soothing lotion on the freshly exposed skin.

"You must keep this shaved, Annilin. Eventually we will use our special hair remover there, but for now, this will suffice."

Annie knew that their depilatories contained honey, but she had a sneaking feeling that there were other things in it that she wouldn't particularly want to know about. Shaving was just fine with her.

Her personal toilette completed, Annie was allowed to dress. Actually that phrase was probably a misconception, thought Annie to herself, as she slid into what would have pa.s.sed as a very nice gauze bandage back in her own time.

Scarcely a foot wide and about as transparent as a fly's wing, her "skirt" wrapped around her hips, hiding nothing. The crescent moon shone between Annie's thighs. She sighed.

Her jewelry for this occasion was pretty spectacular, however. A heavy collar was slipped around her neck, and long beads of ebony and moonstone lay smoothly against her chest. A fringe of thousands of tiny faceted gold beads fell like a waterfall from the edge of the collar over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, tickling and teasing her nipples with their undulating shimmy.

Her hair was carefully parted in the center and allowed to fall naturally behind her shoulders, framing the beauty of her necklace.

She was clad in the colors of her G.o.ddess, whites and blacks for the glow of the moon and the darkness of the night. Her violet eyes sparkled and she could barely recognize herself as she looked into the hammered metal shield that pa.s.sed as a mirror.

"Oh my," she murmured. "I don't look like me at all."

"On the contrary, Annilin. You look just like a High Priestess should look. Beautiful, s.e.xual, ready to be taken by the Sun G.o.d."

"This is a very sensual place, you know, Enshilla," said Annilin quietly, still staring at her reflection.

"But of course. The act of love is the act of creation. Without it we would not exist. f.u.c.king, as our High Priest refers to it, is a celebration of all that we have been given by the G.o.ds. We appreciate their gifts and thank them regularly."

Enshilla smiled wickedly."Is there no particular man that stokes your flames?" asked Annie, curious about her new-found friend."I have yet to meet the one who will bring me the ecstasy of the G.o.ddess," she answered."But?"Enshilla laughed. "There is one man who has caught my eye, but it appears I have not caught his. He too serves at the temple of the Sun G.o.d. But he is a man, not a l.u.s.ty youth. And he probably wouldn't have time for such games. So I am content with the touch of those I choose, and if I don't scream out my pleasure, well, so be it."

"But?" said Annie again."But that's not to say I don't try..." A little grin played around Enshilla's sensual lips. "There are severalmen who have given me very pleasant experiences. And some more I would like to play with. As a matter of fact, there's a new young priest that may be visiting our ceremony tonight. I hear he is mostpleasant to the eye and has much to offer a woman.""Much?""Mmmm. Much."The two women looked at each other and burst out laughing."Well, you're getting the better of the deal," said Annie chuckling. "I get a stone c.o.c.k to play with, while you get the real thing.""Oh you will get the real thing, all right," grinned Enshilla.Annie stopped dead."I beg your pardon?""Not tonight, no. Tonight is for the Sun G.o.d only. But once you become the dedicated High Priestess then you will be able to fulfill the rest of your mission.""And what, pray tell, might that be?" Annie's hands were on her hips and her tone was getting militant.Enshilla soothed her. "Nothing unpleasant, I can a.s.sure you, Annilin.""Go ahead, a.s.sure me.""Well, as High Priestess, you will have to work with the other Temple Priests and Priestesses. All must collaborate to protect and benefit Kushuk.""That makes sense. Go on...""In our legends, the Sun G.o.d and the Moon G.o.ddess walked the earth together and found love in each other's arms. Just as the Water G.o.ddess nourishes the G.o.d of the Earth."

"Okay, that works for me. Where are you going with this?"

"Well, it is felt that to truly accomplish all that must be done for our beautiful city, the Priests of the Sun G.o.d and the Priestesses of the Moon G.o.ddess must become very well acquainted. "

"How well acquainted?"

"Er...very well."

"Define 'very well'."

Enshilla sighed, knowing this was going to be a shock to the new High Priestess.

"Once dedicated, the High Priestess spends the next pa.s.sage of the moon serving the High Priest of the

Sun G.o.d.""Ah." Annie thought for a moment. "Define 'serving'."Enshilla bit her lip and cautiously moved away from Annie."She has to...to take care of...""I'm sorry-I can't hear you when you mumble like that.""Oh very well. As of tomorrow, you will be his s.e.xual slave. The High Priest of the Sun G.o.d will have total control of your body for the next pa.s.sage of the moon."

* * * * *"Lord Kyall, the time is near.""h.e.l.lo Ron."The Priest grimaced, never having become used to the strange shortening of his name by this unusual High Priest he now served. To his subjects he was Lord Ronnil, to his mother he was Ronnil, sometimes

Ronni (when no one else was around), and most of the people in Kushuk addressed him simply and

respectfully as "Lord".

But not Kyall. No, to him he was Ron.

He did his best to ignore it, as he had ignored so many other odd fancies on Lord Kyall's part. Basically,

he liked this young man. He found Lord Kyall to be very bright, a little absent minded, and quite ready to put the problems of Kushuk and its people before his own interests.

In that alone, he was a most unusual High Priest, and one that Ronnil was happy to serve.

Plus, being tall, well formed, and possessed of very unusual green eyes, Lord Kyall attracted a

never-ending stream of women to the temple, which had resulted in a nice increase in the number of his

own bed mates.Ronnil sighed. Not the one woman he wanted, however. She'd kept herself well away from the Sun G.o.d's ziggurat. d.a.m.n her.

"So I get to play with my new Priestess tomorrow, Ron," chuckled Kyle. "Do you think they've told her

yet?"

"I would think so, Lord. She will have to receive instruction for the dedication. It would make sense to