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  Chapter One

  Keera shuddered slightly as the Pleasure Palace hostess led her down the softly lit hallway. Though she was dressed scantily, there was no reason to shiver; the building was climate controlled and actually a little stuffy. She followed a few feet behind the hostess, pretending to be regal. Today was her Awakening Ceremony day. She tried to remember to walk in a formal fashion, as they were taught. She had seen the video showings at school. All the girls thirteen to eighteen were required to watch them, with no excuses and no backing out for any reason. If you were sick, you were rescheduled for the next day you were back at school. If you had an extended illness, the Pleasure Trainer would come to your house and show you the videoscreens in privacy. However, at school, you watched it en masse with the other girls.

  The year was 2060. Women ruled the major nations of the Earth and had for three full generations. Life was easy; everything stressful was taken care of. Now the leading political party, FemGov, had unprecedented power.

  Keera thought back to her Mixed Training in school. Mixed Training—or MT—was when girls attended school with the boys, from the age of five to the age of twelve. They trained and ate and played together, like the archaic schools prior to the year 2009. After that, they were segregated by sex. As she reflected back on her youth, it wasn't bad. She truly believed it was for everyone's good. In the past, the wealthy and the church leaders had separated their children for elitism and religious training, and attended high-priced exclusive private schools. That had all changed.

  Organized religion was a faint memory. Naturally, there were small pockets of stubborn resistance around the world, but FemGov felt they would die out eventually with attrition and poverty. It was easy to convince the people that most wars were fought over religion anyway. There were only two officially sanctioned forms of worship now—Earth Worship and Self Worship. Earth Worship was mainly Wicca, sanitized with spells and potions, while Self Worship was a basically old mainstream Protestantism, with a dash of Buddhism thrown in for good measure.

  Keera followed the Pleasure Palace hostess to a waiting area. Galena, her appointed one, was dressed in a diaphanous gown, ivory and glittering. It was sewn in a Grecian style, and simply belted with a golden cord. Her hair was bronze and silky, pulled back in a long braid. Her head was crowned with a simple hammered golden headband.

  Keera felt womanly in her Awakening costume. In the last six months, her slim body had begun to take on womanly curves, a result of the growth hormones she was administered in school. She was clothed in a harem outfit she had picked out from the various styles provided, the pale pink color complimenting her fair skin tone. The pants were, for all practical purposes, transparent, riding low on her hips. Her top was a simple bra, with the nipples cut out. With no foundation to support them, her firm breasts took on an obvious sway when she walked. The sandals on her feet were gold, with straps twining around her ankles. Beauticians had fixed her blonde hair in a simple flowing hairdo, with flowers and golden cords woven in.

  Everything was laid out, prescribed and well orchestrated. If a girl could not afford the lingerie, beauty treatments and hair styling for the special day, FemGov footed the bill. She would be given a voucher to take to the local shopping stores and a specialized saleswoman knowledgeable in the Awakening Ceremony would assist her. Even mothers were left out of the preparations. The Awakening was a symbolic trip for a girl to leave her parents and transform into womanhood.

  Galena stopped and aimed a dazzling smile at Keera. “We're here. This is the day you've been waiting for. I'm sure it will exceed all your expectations. I know mine did. Please be seated and relax a few moments. As soon as your Breeder-consort and room are ready, the light will glow above the shimmer screen. Do you have any questions before I leave?"

  "No."

  Keera gulped and sighed. Why am I nervous? This was supposed to be a sacred event of Self Worship. She followed Self Worship because her family did, and was familiar with the modern rituals and what they represented. Self Worship dictated that women were not supposed to get pregnant and procreate unless they wanted to. The Awakening was the day in which a young woman would be introduced to the pleasures of earthly mating with young healthy Breeders specially raised and groomed for the task.

  That was what she was taught, what they were all taught. Keera felt curious sometimes, but it was just easier to believe what FemGov and her family laid out for her. The separation of the sexes at thirteen was normal. At least she'd been taught that it was normal. It was also when hormonal treatments for both sexes began.

  The boys behaved in a manner much like girls. They had smooth bodies, soft voices and were always non-aggressive. Actually Keera sometimes thought of them all belonging to the same sex. Just unisex. The instructors never called them “boy” or “girl.” They were “student” or “child.” They said it was easier that way. Who was Keera to doubt them? They were the elders and they treated the girls better than
the boys anyway.

  The tinkling of silver wind chimes pulled Keera out of her thoughts. Upon entering the Pleasure Palace, Keera glanced down the long hallway toward the Mating Rooms. She would soon be in one of them. Each room was named, with an elegant abalone laser etched sign above it, to make it more special for the girl. The Shell Room, Mountain Room, Cave Room, Rustic Lodge Room, and Oriental Room were all numbered sequentially down the long corridor. This was a quaint holdover from the olden days when women actually went on honeymoons with their husbands.

  That was no more.

  Marriage was an obsolete institution, scorned and ridiculed by FemGov. If women wished a man helper to cohabit with, that was perfectly acceptable in society. But there were no pieces of paper anymore. If a couple chose to break up, the spurned man simply left and went back to a dormitory life with other unmatched or currently unused males. If children were desired, FemGov would designate a Worker Class female to feed and raise them.

  However, all women of FemGov ruling class knew their place was really in politics, medicine, and social change. If children became a nuisance, they could be given over to camps and year-round schools to nurture and raise with no questions asked or guilt felt. Another choice was for the emasculated men of the unit to raise the children. Women had more important things to do than be tied to housework and such drudgery.

  Galena walked back to Keera, a wide smile on her face. “Please come with me. It is time."

  Keera rose and walked behind Galena. There was a list of about two dozen rooms that each girl could pick from for her day of sexual indoctrination. The rooms had no physical doors, but rather a shimmer screen separated them from the hallway. Keera kept her eyes on the striped carpet as she walked.

  "Don't avert your eyes.” Galena's voice was filled with a sudden sharpness. “You need to watch.” She stopped in front of the Oriental Room and Keera had to stop quickly or she would have run into her.

  "You will see many styles of penetration and sexual pleasure. You must learn the one which brings you the highest pleasure and order the man to perform this for you in the future. This is the way of the Awakening."

  Keera nodded her head.

  Inside the Oriental Room, an outline of a naked woman showed through the shimmer screen. Large Ming vases flanked the entrance. The woman was crouched down on all fours on a low bed. The Breeder-consort was pumping his long penis into her. Keera could plainly hear the mewling sounds that came forth from the woman. She was interested but embarrassed too. She stared long enough to understand what they were doing and picked up on the rhythm of the fucking style from the squeaking of the bedsprings.

  Galena moved on and Keera again followed.

  The Cave Room had the foot of the bed close to the hallway. A mossy smell seeped out of the shimmer screen. Hangings of exotic animal skins covered the walls. The couple seemed so close Keera felt she could reach through the screen and touch them. The woman's feet and legs were high and wide in a large V and the Breeder-consort crouched between them, pummeling steadily. Keera thought he was putting his cock to good use, but upon closer inspection, he had a large red dildo with a set of balls attached that would do a Percheron stallion proud. With each thrust, the balls banged against the woman's cunt and she yelled lustily. As the two women walked away, Keera heard the woman cry out, “More, more."

  At the Shell Room, she saw two people standing face to face. They appeared to be inside a clear acrylic shower stall. Streams of lavender-tinted water ran down their bodies and a hot mist enveloped them. They appeared to be in a sort of rapture. If they were aware of being watched, they did not show any embarrassment. The man's cock was long, thick, and quivering. It bumped against the woman's stomach in a slow drumbeat of urgency. The Breeder had his mouth attached to the woman's left nipple—biting, sucking, and pulling like a babe on a teat. Keera thought perhaps such a sensitive area of the woman's body would hurt with that kind of raw attention, but the woman had her head thrown back in wild abandonment. The Breeder moved his mouth to the other nipple in a smooth movement. As he released his lips, his hand went up to playfully toy with the moist flesh he had just abandoned.

  Keera felt her knees grow weak. She knew she would soon be enjoying these pleasures with her Breeder. Suddenly the woman greedily grabbed the man's cock. With one aggressive thrust, she made it disappear into her pussy. The Breeder groaned with pleasure and the woman gasped in unison. Being tall and slim, she was able to throw her leg over his hip. He then grabbed her buttocks and pulled her close so she was completely wrapped around his waist. She twined her arms around his neck. They stayed joined like this for a blissful moment and then he began to pull her up and down upon his shaft.

  Keera felt like she was gawking at them. She wanted to look away, yet could not pull her eyes from the vigorously fucking couple. This was so different from what she thought it would be.

  It seemed Galena was trained to be observant of the young women's reactions. “Look, look. This is what the Awakening Ceremony is for. To watch live-time fucking. No more videoscreens. No books. No trainers. You will gain so much in knowledge and lose nothing except your virginity.” Galena touched Keera's cheek to force her to look. Keera didn't need much urging.

  Licking her lips, she continued, “From the beginning of mankind, humans always enjoyed watching others fuck, either openly or in secret. I enjoy it also. It makes me desire another young firm cock before my shift ends today. That will make four Breeders today that I had service me."

  Once again, her voice regained its sharpness. “Your room is ready. The last occupants have finished and the workers have changed the linens. Everything is fresh. Let us go meet your Breeder-consort.” Galena gestured for Keera to sit on a pink velvet chair outside the Mountain Lodge room, her chosen room for the Ceremony. Keera was glad to sit, suddenly feeling weak in the knees with sexual want.

  As Keera sat, Galena poked her head through the shimmer screen. Then she backed out and waved at Keera to stand and join her. The light was glowing pink above the screen.

  Both women turned sideways to walk between the electronic elements of the charged screen. Fresh juniper-scented mountain air blew through the ceiling vents. A sound of sighing pine boughs whispered gently throughout the room. Keera scanned the room to take in the furnishings. Pine table and chairs were arranged around the perimeter of the room. A stone fireplace glowed cheerfully with gas logs casually arranged. Since the room was meant for fucking, the bed was the centerpiece.

  Her consort lay on the bed awaiting her.

  Galena positioned herself next to him, as was expected in the Ceremony. Keera approached the bed tentatively. Galena took the blonde Breeder's hand, and pulled him upright. He was naked, except for a white loincloth. His body and face were free of hair, as all Sky City people had been like this for the last three generations. The only hair was on his head, and that was thick, long, and curly. His physique was taut with rippling muscles on his chest and stomach. Keera could tell that he had an erection; the front of his loincloth bulged boldly.

  As did all Breeders, he had a silver colored band tattooed around his neck. It was inconspicuous and could almost double as a fine piece of jewelry. The intricate design on it spoke of ancient cultures from the East. The metallic dye was to prevent his escape, through the shimmer screen and away from the Pleasure Palace. It would seem unlikely that a young man would flee a breeding facility, but there were some that had done so in the past. If they ran, FemGov was quickly alerted and the tattoos were activated to poison the men within two hours. So far, none of them had ever made it outside the Sky City gates.

  Galena stroked the Breeder's broad chest, as if she was showing off a prize Brahma bull at the fair. Her hand went under his loin cloth to squeeze his cock and test its firmness for the fucking ceremony. Keera could only imagine what Galena was holding. Seeing the other Breeders in action made her think that at last she would finally know what a real cock felt like, both in her hand and inside her cunt. Galena w
as caught up in the moment; her face lit up quickly and the stern demeanor vanished, at least temporarily. The Breeder did not look as if he needed any more encouragement to get started.

  "Do you wish me to stay or leave? The choice, as you know, is yours,” Galena said.

  Keera paused. She knew that some timid young girls wished the Pleasure Palace hostess to stay throughout the Ceremony. The hostess would help with positioning the Breeder's penis, easing the entry with a variety of lotions and suggestions for positions. It was up to the young woman. Keera had also heard whispers that sometimes, the hostess became too aroused, forced the young woman out of the way and fucked the Breeder first. But this was discouraged, as FemGov felt the young woman should have the entire pleasure of the fresh cock. If a hostess ever did this, she was quickly reprimanded. FemGov felt the hostess, with a fresh supply of cocks at her disposal, should never overstep her boundaries in the Ceremony.

  "No,” Keera said firmly.

  "As you wish,” Galena said regretfully. She smiled wanly and gave a half bow. As her hand slid slowly and reluctantly from under the Breeder's loin cloth, Keera noticed a smear of wetness on her palm.

  "Just touch the shimmer screen when you are finished. Oh, I almost forgot. Do you want me to activate the camera?"

  Keera knew the young women would be given a video record of their first sex act if they so wished.

  "No, thank you. Perhaps the next time."

  "Fine. I'll be filling out your paperwork for FemGov archives down the hall. When you finish, just touch the screen. I'll see an alert button flash in my office. Your sixty minutes will begin when I exit the screen. Please enjoy yourself. The Breeder is anticipating pleasuring your cunt.” She disappeared through the screen.

  Keera stood in front of the Breeder. “What is your name?” She spoke with as much authority as she could muster.

  The blonde man lowered his eyes. “Oman, mistress."