Life and Times of a Priestess: Ch.6: The Priestess Meets Another General (Part 3: Temptation -Section 1)

Ch.6 : The Priestess Meets Another General : Part 3 : Temptation

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     “Are you ready to sit in the comfortable chairs again?” he asked.  He seemed to be waiting for her to make the sexual advance.  He was not used to sex with strangers, she thought and he is a stranger to our dormitory.  It continued to surprise her that a General could be so modest in giving orders.

    “Would you like me to undress for you now?” she asked giving him the opportunity to accept.

   “What now?” he seemed confused, taken aback, as if he had not expected this all along, yet why else was she here.  Maybe it was a game as she had played with some of the soldiers.  They would ask her to seduce them and pretend not to have asked. As Prancirians were not supposed to visit Priestesses or ‘make love’ to any but their wives some of them seemed to enjoy games in which they pretended to be loyal to their wives, but were led astray by the Priestesses.

    “Yes now is the time General,” she made her voice deeper and more dominant.  “You want me.  Don’t tell me you don’t”.  She had stood up by now and reached behind her neck for the catch which would unloosen the dress.  She found it and the dress began to fall.  “Please General will you help me,” she began to turn her back to him so he might have access to her, but she kept one eye on him.

    “Danella, don’t, I had not meant you to do this,” he uttered.  He sounded off guard.  This was a situation he did not feel in control of.  “I invited you here for the meal and the conversation, and of course to appreciate your beauty, for you are very beautiful. But I am not an ordinary soldier.  I am a General and I must set an example to my men.  I cannot be seen to do what they are permitted to do.  I am also married and I cannot be disloyal.  I love my wife.  Please just sit, I expect no more from you”.

     However, Danella was a Priestess of the Goddess and now she was embarked on this course.  She could not be so easily deflected from her object.  She still thought he probably played the game with her.  “No General, you invited me here.  You have listened to me and you have fed me and entertained me well.  Now it is the time to give you something in return.”  With that she unfastened her buttons herself.  The dress came apart at the back and began to slide down her body.  She took the straps off her shoulders and it fell, revealing her smooth shoulders, her tight corset and her bare thighs.

    “Danella put your clothes on again please.  You are very lovely but I did not ask you here to make love to you.  I merely want to be your friend,” he said, panicking at the torrent of events as they got out of hand.

     “General, you find me attractive, why not touch me, then I am within your grasp tonight.  I have been in your power ever since you arrived in this city.  You could have come for me or any one of my sisters at any time.  Why did you not?”

    “I don’t want to touch you.  I have a wife”.

    “She will know nothing of what you do in Pirion.  You can do her no harm by making love to me.  You encourage your soldiers to part with their money in the pursuit of the pleasures of the flesh.  Many of them are surely married.  Why do you forbid yourself from the pleasures your own men can enjoy?”

     “I do not encourage my men to go to prostitutes.  But if I forbade it they would abuse you more anyway.  I recognise it as a reward for war for the normal soldier but they are not encouraged as they have to pay for your services”.

     “I ask you again why are you different from your men.  Your officers come to us, not just the ordinary soldier.  Why are they allowed but you do not allow yourself what you desire,” she rationalised.  “I did not say I wanted to make love to you.  If I were not married it would be different.  It is a question of choice.  I love my wife and I am married to her.  I have chosen her.  I do not wish to make love to anyone else”.

    “But you requested me to be here tonight so that you could appreciate my beauty.  Is that not so?” she said.

     “Yes of course.  I do not see anything wrong in that,” he argued.

    “I did not say there is anything wrong in that.  Be free to appreciate my beauty.  My body is here for you.  Look at it, and touch it.  There is nothing wrong in touching me.  You can fuck me if you want.  And I shall appreciate your body while you do it to me, even though I should be angry with you for the citizens of my country whom you have killed”.

     She stood before him in a posture which emphasised her curves.  As she stood she unfastened some of the buttons on her corset and peeled off her stockings gradually so that he could appreciate her legs as she did so, bending before him.  “Please help me with my corset” she said imploringly, as if it were an act of mercy and not a moral betrayal of his wife, as he believed.

     “No Danella, please I beg of you do not do this.  You are tempting me, but I cannot.  I have a strong mind.  In the Prancirian army we are trained to be disciplined. Part of me cherishes you to be sure, but I will not be moved once I have made my mind up,” he stated.

    She began to think that maybe after all she would not succeed.  She could not remember ever being refused before.  Maybe in some ceremony where abstinence was required or where the participants were already exhausted.  It should have been a shocking day for her, but in the comfort of so many successful worships and sexual acts there was no need to worry about the one incidence of rejection.  Here she was learning more about the rules of Vanmarian society and she was able to appreciate that the rejections would not necessarily be rejections of her but the result of social attitudes and rules.  She felt assured from what he had said that he did find her beautiful indeed, and was strongly tempted.  If he did not wish to take her into his arms it could not upset her, even though at the end of such a strange abstinent day she would  have liked to close the evening in the arms of the man she had spend such a pleasant interesting evening with.

    She considered that maybe this strange opinionated General would  resist her tonight but later he might reconsider.  She wanted to see him again not because he was such a special man, although she had to admit to herself that she was more attracted  to this man than to most.  The chance to talk to him and his interest in her own life had made him special to her, just as General Polad and the officer Paul had become special to her for the same reasons.  If it turned out that by showing her body to him she would scare him away from further contact with her then so be it.  It was his decision in the end.  If he chose not to accept her it mattered not to a Priestess.  She reminded herself that for the sake of the other Priestesses and the people of Pirion she should try to be friends with this General.  He was an important man.  The conduct of the Prancirians and to an extent the whole Vanmarian campaign, rested on his and the other Generals’ shoulders.  If she could influence him, change his mind about Pirion and its people and culture she might be able to help stop the war.  If that was impossible she might at least be able to improve the treatment of citizens in the occupied territories.  She was lucky to have been admired by this man and to be listened to by him. He may not be capable of agreeing with what she said in front of her, but she might have some effect on his actions.