Reading: "Dystopic of the Prodigious" from the Praxis Continuum (A.Glass 2018) .

 

Master Daevian turns and walks toward his chair, sitting down, he allows his lower robes to fall over the compression legging style pants, which hug and contour his muscular legs. He looks at Liliana, in an admirable manner smiling, she smiles back.

"I saw Professor Collas today."

"Did he show you the image of the Black Hole. That was seen in our dreams?" Liliana asks as she sips the tea, placing it down onto a polished concrete stone table to the left of where she is sitting, she parts her legs, opening up her lower robe. Elspeth looks over Liliana's slender and shapely legs. She then pushes down onto her chair gently squeezing her thighs together – savoring the throbbing sensation as she attempts to satisfy her building desire. She gazes at both her Master and Liliana and sips the tea once more

"Yes...like in your dreams, the image from the parallel worlds. It was incredible, a black hole that spins nearly at the speed of light, counter clockwise..." With his right index finger in a circular motion indicating the event horizon of this usual black hole running backwards, rather than forward. "...it is producing an electrical charge and the Professor..." Master Daevian leans forward, sitting upright he looks over the skyline amass with structures, yet within its familiarity it also holds dark and minacious presence. Leaning back into his chair, he looks at Elspeth, her short blond hair tired back into a small pony tail. He sees the arousal in her eyes. "...believes that this black hole is producing a new type of matter, he calls it Black Hexa."

"It is producing matter, that we do not know of and an electrical charge. Very much like an engine," Elspeth replies, as Daevian holds out his right hand, she grasps with her left, feeling a small contraction between her legs, the friction and thoughts of being filled are now in union assisting in the sensation within her wet and throbbing desire. Her clitoris exposed and in need of being pleasured as the thoughts of being sexually consumed overwhelms her, she looks away briefly, her breathing slightly rapid. Yet, she controls the emotion of wanted to be fucked immediately by Daevian and Liliana, closing her eyes briefly enjoying the sensation as her wetness between her legs. Seeping in sync with its persistent and engorged throbbing. Awaiting a sexual release, to feel her Master's hardness move slowly into her, to its hilt, his pelvis against hers as she grips and adds a blissful pressure around his rigidness with her soft, wet and enveloping canal.

Master Daevian nods, still clutching Elspeth's hand, looking into her eyes. A raw beauty, strong, yet fragile. Trauma she has seen, violence. Her nightmares, gained through an insight to suffering has set her free. A process that must be faced alone, she has conquered the self, mastered the weakness, embraced and released herself to be conjoined with herself. The discipline of the Locus Aether. "Yes, my dear Elspeth, an engine producing a new type of matter. In my meditation with the Vocitus, there were thoughts of the others." Releasing Elspeth's hand, Daevian lifts his tea and sips quietly. As does his two disciples.

"What was known in the synchronous worlds?" Liliana asks, folding her legs over, as Master Daevian briefly looks down as the robe moves closer up revealing her thighs.

"Yes, they have witnessed it first, and now we will see it too."

Liliana looks back over at Elspeth, her curves and voluptuous figure, larger breasts than her, tattooed in ceremonial designs. Her fascination with the stars and the Universe. She sees her erect nipples outlining beneath her mauve colored robe.

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"The Praxis Continuum"  (A.Glass 2018)