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Chapter 59: Harlot Priestess
Captain’s log: Stardate 57823.1 - As requested by the Medeusan Government, we have arrived at Visalayan.
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Chapter 59: Harlot Priestess
Captain’s log: Stardate 57823.1 - As requested by the Medeusan Government, we have arrived at Visalayan. I had thought that we were diverted here because the Medeusans wanted to meet with Councilor Đaimz, who is considered to be a religious figure for their people. Much to my surprise, they are instead, requesting the presence of his assistant, Ensign Medi, who is not even Medeusan.
Visalayan orbit - Starship Argos - Transporter Room 1
Transporter Chief Luziana was posted at the controls when a group of Medeusans and Ensign Medi entered. The Orion woman was wearing a floor length Kimono robe with nothing underneath it. Her three Medeusan spice were with her, along with the box on wheels that contained Councilor Đaimz, and was not currently projecting a hologram out the top of his box. He rolled up onto the transporter pad, and the other Medeusans joined him there. Medi, however, stepped over to the control panel, nervously glanced at Councilor Đaimz’ box, then removed her robe, handing it to Luziana.
“Medi! You’re going down there naked!?!” asked Luziana.
“Councilor Đaimz says that the Priest/ess will take it as an insult if I appear before hir wearing clothing,” explained Medi. “But I’m taking a PAD with a Universal Translator program on it.”
“All right, dear. I’ll have this waiting for you when you return,” said Luziana, as she set the robe aside.
Medi walked over to the transporter pad and took her place.
“Energize,” commanded Medi.
Visalayan - Prime Temple - Office of the Harlot High Priest/ess
The group of five appeared in the transporter beam. As soon as it had finished, Councilor Đaimz opened his box and let them all see his true form.
“You honor us with your presence, Great One,” said the Harlot High Priest/ess.
“As before, the honor of meeting someone such as you is mine, Harlot High Priest/ess” replied Councilor Đaimz.
By now, Medi had learned to interpret the changes in skin colour patterns that was the Medeusan language well enough to understand what they were saying. She stepped forward and bowed in the Medusan gesture used when meeting strangers. Then, handed her PAD to her spouse, Vačić. He would hold it up so the Harlot High Priest/ess could see the screen as it changed color to reflect Medi’s spoken words. She took two of the Harlot High Priest/ess’ hands in hers and held them. Normally holding hands amongst the Medeusans was a gesture only done between people who knew each other well. It was the Medeusan version of a kiss. Offering two hands was a deeper level of friendship. Unless you were a Harlot Priest/ess, you would only offer two hands to some one you intended to mate with.
“It is an honor to meet you, Harlot High Priest/ess,” said Medi, which the PAD translated into colour patterns for her.
“I can see in your mind that you really mean this,” said the Harlot High Priest/ess, indicating the two hands they were holding, in which, Medi could feel the Harlot High Priest/ess’ palms starting to open. “I have received requests for an icon to be made with you in the center. It is said that your are able to open yourself fully and completely receive your Medeusian lovers.”
“This is true, Harlot High Priest/ess,” replied Medi.
“How is this possible?” asked the Harlot High Priest/ess. “I did not think humanoid life forms had the requisite anatomy to do this.”
“I had myself surgically altered so that I could fully receive my spice,” replied Medi.
“You would have yourself mutilated just to please your spice?” asked the Harlot High Priest/ess.
“I Love them,” said Medi, which explained everything about her.
“Yes, I can see that you truly do,” said the Harlot High Priest/ess. “An icon has never been made featuring an alien before. If it were possible, would you be willing to do this?”
“I would,” agreed Medi. “But I would have a price. There is a Talosian machine that allows for rapid learning. I would want you to use this machine to record the knowledge and techniques of a Priest/ess and allow me to absorb them. If I am to play the part of a Priest/ess, I would like to have the knowledge of a Priest/ess.”
The Harlot High Priest/ess turned to the others and said: “Thank you, you may go.”
When Vačić tried to hand her the PAD, Medi jerked her head and hoped he was reading her mind, which he was, because he set the pad down on the table next to her, so she wouldn’t have to release one of the Harlot High Priest/ess’ hands to take it. The other’s left, leaving her alone with the Harlot High Priest/ess.
“I do not like technology intruding on the sacred,” said the Harlot High Priest/ess. “Before I would even consider such a thing as you ask, I would insist that you open yourself to me completely, both mind and body. If you try to deceive me I will see it in your mind and know. If I am satisfied you are worthy, I will use this machine to share my knowledge with you. After we have done so, the program will be destroyed, so it may not be shared with the unworthy. Do you agree to this?”
“Yes. I agree, Harlot High Priest/ess,” replied Medi.
S/he responded by leading her out of the room, still holding both her hands and grabbing the PAD as they went.
Visalayan - Prime Temple - Meditation Room
Councilor Đaimz was floating at the front of the room letting the Medeusans stare at him as a meditation/devotional aid. When Medi opened the door, Councilor Đaimz and her three spice noticed immediately and left to join her in the hall.
“Did you do it? Did you make one? How was it?” asked her spice.
“Yes, I did,” replied Medi, “I will see you each get a copy. And I will tell you what it was like, later. The more important thing is that I am now an ordained Harlot Priestess! Which means, I am much better at opening myself than I was before I came down here. I’ll show you how much better when we get home.”
Captain’s log: Stardate 57824.2 - After their return from Visalayan, Councilor Đaimz has requested a transfer to become Ship’s Councilor on the Apollo. He has recommended Ensign Medi as his replacement on the Argos.
Deep Space - Starship Argos - Captain’s Ready Room
“Councilor Đaimz has requested a transfer, and has recommended you as a replacement,” announced Captain Data. “He insists that you are fully qualified as both a Councilor and as a Medeusan Harlot Priestess. But I must admit that I am somewhat skeptical that a Sex Therapist can fill the role as Ship’s Councilor. What do you see your role as being?”
“Mostly I would be providing talk therapy like most other councilors do,” explained Medi. “However, some patients need physical touch, to be hugged or massaged or more. I’m Orion, so I don’t have a problem being more physical with my patients than most councilors are. If giving myself sexually to a patient is necessary for that patient’s metal well being I am prepared to do that. Councilor Đaimz only gave me the title ‘Sex Therapist‘ to explain that I would be more able to provide physical touch to my patients than him. But even then, a lot of what I provide my patients has been more mental than physical.”
“I am willing to give you a chance on a trial basis,” announced Data. “Your new role will carry with it a promotion to the rank of Lieutenant, junior grade.”
“I accept,” replied Medi.
When Captain Data stood and offered her a hand to shake, she looked down at his hand, then met his eyes and raised an eyebrow at him.
“Oh! I should have surmised that since you are married to Medeusans, you would regard hand shaking as an intimate act.”
“I’m only kidding, Captain,” said Medi as she took his hand. “Would you be willing to turn on your emotion chip and give me a hug?”
“I suppose that would be acceptable,” replied Data.
Medi walked around his desk and pulled him into a hug. She even without being able to see his face, she could feel the difference in the the way he held her when he turned on his emotion chip. She let him hug her as long as he wanted, a good long while, before whispering in his ear:
“As Ship’s Councilor, I am responsible for the mental well being of everyone on the ship, even the Captain,” whispered Medi. “I’ll expect you in my office for weekly sessions with your emotional chip turned on.”
She could feel it when he switched off his emotion chip and she released him from her embrace.
“Thank you, Councilor,” said Data. “I will be certain to keep my appointments with you.”
Visalayan orbit - Starship Argos - Transporter Room 1 (one day Previous)
When the five of them returned from the planet’s surface, Luziana thought that Medi was the happiest she’d ever seen her. She even seemed less self conscious about her nudity when she stepped off the transporter pad than she had been when she got on. Medi pulled her into a deep kiss of greeting before she let Luzaina hand her back her robe. For a second it looked to Luziana like her friend might be preparing to walk the halls nude, like that. But then, she put on the robe and led the Medeusans out of the room.
When they got back to their quarters, her spice we eager to hear her tale of what had happened after they left her alone with the Harlot High Priest/ess.
“Well, s/he took me back to hir bedroom and we played with two of our hands for a while,” replied Medi. While s/he was doing that, s/he was caressing me all over making me feel aroused. I got so aroused that I had my first climax just from that. Then, one by one he entered me until he was docking me sevenfold. The whole time s/he was doing all this, s/he was projecting seven palms love at me. You can’t imagine how good it feels to have someone Love you that intensely! It made me Love hir back to what she told me was a 5 palm intensity. I’d never felt that strongly about someone before. And the climaxes s/he gave me were the biggest in my life to that point.
After he’d finished docking me, s/he declared that I was worthy and s/he used the learning machine to give me the knowledge of of a Harlot Priest/ess. After we’d done that, we destroyed the program.
Then, I was brought to the other Harlot Priest/esses. We formed ourselves into a series of circles with me in the center, and the Harlot Priest/esses in the inner circle, one of of whom, was the Harlot High Priest/ess, each docked me sevenfold, one by one. This allowed me to assimilate the knowledge I’d gained. And each one gave me a stronger climax than the one before, and each one made me Love them a little bit more, until I’d learned how to Love with a Seven Palms intensity. After each of them had thoroughly docked me, we all came together, with me in the center taking in one from each of them. This time, when we climaxed, we recorded it for the icon.
Then, they ordained me as the first alien Priestess in the history of Visalayan.
So . . . now that I’ve learned to Love with a seven open palm intensity, who wants me to show them how much I love them first?”
I do not own Star Trek, Battlestar Galactica or Bewitched
Chapter 59: Harlot Priestess
Captain’s log: Stardate 57823.1 - As requested by the Medeusan Government, we have arrived at Visalayan. I had thought that we were diverted here because the Medeusans wanted to meet with Councilor Đaimz, who is considered to be a religious figure for their people. Much to my surprise, they are instead, requesting the presence of his assistant, Ensign Medi, who is not even Medeusan.
Visalayan orbit - Starship Argos - Transporter Room 1
Transporter Chief Luziana was posted at the controls when a group of Medeusans and Ensign Medi entered. The Orion woman was wearing a floor length Kimono robe with nothing underneath it. Her three Medeusan spice were with her, along with the box on wheels that contained Councilor Đaimz, and was not currently projecting a hologram out the top of his box. He rolled up onto the transporter pad, and the other Medeusans joined him there. Medi, however, stepped over to the control panel, nervously glanced at Councilor Đaimz’ box, then removed her robe, handing it to Luziana.
“Medi! You’re going down there naked!?!” asked Luziana.
“Councilor Đaimz says that the Priest/ess will take it as an insult if I appear before hir wearing clothing,” explained Medi. “But I’m taking a PAD with a Universal Translator program on it.”
“All right, dear. I’ll have this waiting for you when you return,” said Luziana, as she set the robe aside.
Medi walked over to the transporter pad and took her place.
“Energize,” commanded Medi.
Visalayan - Prime Temple - Office of the Harlot High Priest/ess
The group of five appeared in the transporter beam. As soon as it had finished, Councilor Đaimz opened his box and let them all see his true form.
“You honor us with your presence, Great One,” said the Harlot High Priest/ess.
“As before, the honor of meeting someone such as you is mine, Harlot High Priest/ess” replied Councilor Đaimz.
By now, Medi had learned to interpret the changes in skin colour patterns that was the Medeusan language well enough to understand what they were saying. She stepped forward and bowed in the Medusan gesture used when meeting strangers. Then, handed her PAD to her spouse, Vačić. He would hold it up so the Harlot High Priest/ess could see the screen as it changed color to reflect Medi’s spoken words. She took two of the Harlot High Priest/ess’ hands in hers and held them. Normally holding hands amongst the Medeusans was a gesture only done between people who knew each other well. It was the Medeusan version of a kiss. Offering two hands was a deeper level of friendship. Unless you were a Harlot Priest/ess, you would only offer two hands to some one you intended to mate with.
“It is an honor to meet you, Harlot High Priest/ess,” said Medi, which the PAD translated into colour patterns for her.
“I can see in your mind that you really mean this,” said the Harlot High Priest/ess, indicating the two hands they were holding, in which, Medi could feel the Harlot High Priest/ess’ palms starting to open. “I have received requests for an icon to be made with you in the center. It is said that your are able to open yourself fully and completely receive your Medeusian lovers.”
“This is true, Harlot High Priest/ess,” replied Medi.
“How is this possible?” asked the Harlot High Priest/ess. “I did not think humanoid life forms had the requisite anatomy to do this.”
“I had myself surgically altered so that I could fully receive my spice,” replied Medi.
“You would have yourself mutilated just to please your spice?” asked the Harlot High Priest/ess.
“I Love them,” said Medi, which explained everything about her.
“Yes, I can see that you truly do,” said the Harlot High Priest/ess. “An icon has never been made featuring an alien before. If it were possible, would you be willing to do this?”
“I would,” agreed Medi. “But I would have a price. There is a Talosian machine that allows for rapid learning. I would want you to use this machine to record the knowledge and techniques of a Priest/ess and allow me to absorb them. If I am to play the part of a Priest/ess, I would like to have the knowledge of a Priest/ess.”
The Harlot High Priest/ess turned to the others and said: “Thank you, you may go.”
When Vačić tried to hand her the PAD, Medi jerked her head and hoped he was reading her mind, which he was, because he set the pad down on the table next to her, so she wouldn’t have to release one of the Harlot High Priest/ess’ hands to take it. The other’s left, leaving her alone with the Harlot High Priest/ess.
“I do not like technology intruding on the sacred,” said the Harlot High Priest/ess. “Before I would even consider such a thing as you ask, I would insist that you open yourself to me completely, both mind and body. If you try to deceive me I will see it in your mind and know. If I am satisfied you are worthy, I will use this machine to share my knowledge with you. After we have done so, the program will be destroyed, so it may not be shared with the unworthy. Do you agree to this?”
“Yes. I agree, Harlot High Priest/ess,” replied Medi.
S/he responded by leading her out of the room, still holding both her hands and grabbing the PAD as they went.
Visalayan - Prime Temple - Meditation Room
Councilor Đaimz was floating at the front of the room letting the Medeusans stare at him as a meditation/devotional aid. When Medi opened the door, Councilor Đaimz and her three spice noticed immediately and left to join her in the hall.
“Did you do it? Did you make one? How was it?” asked her spice.
“Yes, I did,” replied Medi, “I will see you each get a copy. And I will tell you what it was like, later. The more important thing is that I am now an ordained Harlot Priestess! Which means, I am much better at opening myself than I was before I came down here. I’ll show you how much better when we get home.”
Captain’s log: Stardate 57824.2 - After their return from Visalayan, Councilor Đaimz has requested a transfer to become Ship’s Councilor on the Apollo. He has recommended Ensign Medi as his replacement on the Argos.
Deep Space - Starship Argos - Captain’s Ready Room
“Councilor Đaimz has requested a transfer, and has recommended you as a replacement,” announced Captain Data. “He insists that you are fully qualified as both a Councilor and as a Medeusan Harlot Priestess. But I must admit that I am somewhat skeptical that a Sex Therapist can fill the role as Ship’s Councilor. What do you see your role as being?”
“Mostly I would be providing talk therapy like most other councilors do,” explained Medi. “However, some patients need physical touch, to be hugged or massaged or more. I’m Orion, so I don’t have a problem being more physical with my patients than most councilors are. If giving myself sexually to a patient is necessary for that patient’s metal well being I am prepared to do that. Councilor Đaimz only gave me the title ‘Sex Therapist‘ to explain that I would be more able to provide physical touch to my patients than him. But even then, a lot of what I provide my patients has been more mental than physical.”
“I am willing to give you a chance on a trial basis,” announced Data. “Your new role will carry with it a promotion to the rank of Lieutenant, junior grade.”
“I accept,” replied Medi.
When Captain Data stood and offered her a hand to shake, she looked down at his hand, then met his eyes and raised an eyebrow at him.
“Oh! I should have surmised that since you are married to Medeusans, you would regard hand shaking as an intimate act.”
“I’m only kidding, Captain,” said Medi as she took his hand. “Would you be willing to turn on your emotion chip and give me a hug?”
“I suppose that would be acceptable,” replied Data.
Medi walked around his desk and pulled him into a hug. She even without being able to see his face, she could feel the difference in the the way he held her when he turned on his emotion chip. She let him hug her as long as he wanted, a good long while, before whispering in his ear:
“As Ship’s Councilor, I am responsible for the mental well being of everyone on the ship, even the Captain,” whispered Medi. “I’ll expect you in my office for weekly sessions with your emotional chip turned on.”
She could feel it when he switched off his emotion chip and she released him from her embrace.
“Thank you, Councilor,” said Data. “I will be certain to keep my appointments with you.”
Visalayan orbit - Starship Argos - Transporter Room 1 (one day Previous)
When the five of them returned from the planet’s surface, Luziana thought that Medi was the happiest she’d ever seen her. She even seemed less self conscious about her nudity when she stepped off the transporter pad than she had been when she got on. Medi pulled her into a deep kiss of greeting before she let Luzaina hand her back her robe. For a second it looked to Luziana like her friend might be preparing to walk the halls nude, like that. But then, she put on the robe and led the Medeusans out of the room.
When they got back to their quarters, her spice we eager to hear her tale of what had happened after they left her alone with the Harlot High Priest/ess.
“Well, s/he took me back to hir bedroom and we played with two of our hands for a while,” replied Medi. While s/he was doing that, s/he was caressing me all over making me feel aroused. I got so aroused that I had my first climax just from that. Then, one by one he entered me until he was docking me sevenfold. The whole time s/he was doing all this, s/he was projecting seven palms love at me. You can’t imagine how good it feels to have someone Love you that intensely! It made me Love hir back to what she told me was a 5 palm intensity. I’d never felt that strongly about someone before. And the climaxes s/he gave me were the biggest in my life to that point.
After he’d finished docking me, s/he declared that I was worthy and s/he used the learning machine to give me the knowledge of of a Harlot Priest/ess. After we’d done that, we destroyed the program.
Then, I was brought to the other Harlot Priest/esses. We formed ourselves into a series of circles with me in the center, and the Harlot Priest/esses in the inner circle, one of of whom, was the Harlot High Priest/ess, each docked me sevenfold, one by one. This allowed me to assimilate the knowledge I’d gained. And each one gave me a stronger climax than the one before, and each one made me Love them a little bit more, until I’d learned how to Love with a Seven Palms intensity. After each of them had thoroughly docked me, we all came together, with me in the center taking in one from each of them. This time, when we climaxed, we recorded it for the icon.
Then, they ordained me as the first alien Priestess in the history of Visalayan.
So . . . now that I’ve learned to Love with a seven open palm intensity, who wants me to show them how much I love them first?”
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