by Kate Gallwey
I was soon enlightened and it amused me no end. This was a School for Love Making. Females were sent from all over this world to be taught how to please males.
I would much rather learn how to kill them but I was still collared and someone’s property, and I wanted home.
Lessons started in an ornate and richly gilded room with soft cushions on the floor for the students and the teacher would stand and talk in a totally different language again, and then stopped for me as I was asked something by the teacher which I didn’t understand and I was motioned to wait outside. These females talked in a language which I had no knowledge of. They thought I was simple and sent me to play outside in the water gardens which suited me fine.
Until I met Solarr.
I found a series of hot pools some of which were in the shade and had a glorious time for about two months. The females would feed me and clothe me and send me out to play. It was a wonderful time of relaxing and healing and I needed it desperately.
I decided not to talk to anyone ever again and played the simpleton to the hilt.
I wallowed in the various temperatures of the pools and had fun turning into a prune of wrinkled skin as I got waterlogged, that doesn’t happen on Earth. I also learnt not to stay underwater too long as in Hell I have to breathe much more often.
I was sitting waiting for the two suns to set, there was a spectacular purple sun and the main white one and when they set together the combined colours were just glorious. He joined me in the waist deep hottest pool. I looked up and totally forgot the sunset, and gapped at a figure of wondrous beauty .
He was gorgeous; he had waist length yellow gold wavy hair and eyes to match, he was almost too beautiful then he grinned at me and I lost the ability to breathe. He was the Sun God incarnate and I had to blink a few times to make sure he was real and my knees felt all shaky under the water. I realised I had forgotten to breathe and I had to look away before I made a complete idiot of myself.
We watched the suns set together in silence then he told me his name and asked me mine. I forgot I wasn’t talking to anyone and told him my name. Then I narrowed my eyes at him as I realised what I had done. He grinned again and said “I knew you were just pretending. Why did you do that, we wont hurt you?”
Once I blinked a few more times and took a deep breath to take away the effects of his grin I answered him. “I didn’t know that and I don’t understand the classroom language at all.”
He laughed and said “Everyone speaks Hellianus; it is the formal language of the Temples of Stone.”
“I am not from your world and was never taught your languages.” He snorted in disbelief. “You are still pretending.”
He swam to the other side of the pool, leaving me to my thoughts as the stars came out; there was no moons here and I missed the sliver moon of Earth. With Earth in mind I got out and went to my room.
The next evening he was there again looking like the shining Apollo himself and pointed at the setting suns, he said something in another language and then looked at me. I smiled at him and said “I really do not understand you, in my tongue that would be ……..” and I used the word for sunset. He had a slightly stunned expression on his face and asked for the name of my people.
I replied but I had to explain that home was a small blue and white world called Earth. He didn’t believe me, but he humoured me and he began to teach me his formal language and I taught him the language of my Creators. I did this because I was bored and wanted to prove that I was telling the truth but it came in very handy latter.
He began to arrive in the Water Gardens about midday and our lessons continued. I saw him explaining what he was doing to the golden haired lady who was in charge, later I learnt she was his mother.
He brought board that resembled a modern chess board but had two levels and could be played from four different sides, he taught me to play, and he called it Echecs. He was humouring me as females did not really have the brain capacity to learn this game according to him; he was quite disturbed when after a week of teaching me, I beat him. It was a game of strategy and required holding a battle plan in your head and as I had done this for real against Lucian what seemed an eon ago, it was not hard for me. Solarr however, began to ask me more about my world and my life there and not believe the answers.
I thought he was shocked by the things I had no knowledge of and the things that I did know. When I told him about the wars I had been involved in and he left me early that evening without bidding me good evening, totally shocked.
His face was a picture when I asked him about magic, females are forbidden to know or practice magic in Hell, the penalty is immediate death. The Priests of Stone teach the warriors that show aptitude in magic and Solarr had lessons every day, I asked to be shown what he was learning and he got very angry with me, it just was not done here.
I was very disappointed in Solarr, magic was part of what came from the most basic part of me and because I had different sexual organs, magic was denied to me on this world and Solarr would not even try to understand my point of view.
I had fallen deeply in love with Solarr and this was a sharp slap to my system and I realized that I was going to have to leave Solarr someday for he would not understand or accept my love of magic.
I grew proficient in their formal language under Solarr’s patience and was eventually sent back to class. It was irritating and I often had to be sent for as I would try to skip as many classes as I could. They got just as irritated with me and I did not get along well with my teachers.
There was this huge Lady that would discuss technique and positions like she was talking about baking or recipes, she made everything sound so dull and dreary. After listening to her for many weeks I was frustrated and irritated at this female as she was with me. She would complain with hands waving franticly in my direction to the Lady Herschel and I would just smile sweetly at her.
At sunsets Solarr met me in the pools as usual and I asked why I had to sit and listen to this Lady. He looked at me surprised and said that most females find this interesting and was fascinated by the subjects she would teach.
I looked at him; he was sitting very close and in my frustration of sitting still for so many weeks, kissed him. We had avoided physical contact up to now and kissing him was a shock to my system, he was like a drug that I needed more of. The chemistry between us was exceptionally strong and had been denied for so long.
He was bathed in fading sunlight and looked like a golden angel. He responded instantly and I found myself in his arms and the heat of the pools of water intensified. He even tasted like sunlight, the raw power of his masculinity excited me and I added my anger at myself as I responded to him, to the fuel of our fire and the flames grew hotter. Solarr matched my every move and it became a battle or a war that I was determined to win. Climax was swift and brutal and left me hungry for more.
Afterwards he pulled us both from the water and we lay together, breathing hard, and he reached across for me again.
We spent the night playing and when the suns rose the next morning we hadn’t slept.
He must have said something to someone because the next day I graduated to the next class. It was nice to know that I wasn’t in the beginners’ class anymore.
The next class dealt with survival of rape, though they actually don’t have a word for rape, and how to bind a lover to you, this was only a temporary binding and needed renewing regularly. I found out later that there were more permanent bindings that can be done, but that wasn’t taught to females. Needless to say I got quite interested in these subjects and also had a willing partner to practice on every evening.
CHA
PTER FOUR
sOn Of the sun
I learnt that Lord Torek had bought me fifty of their years of training with his coins, and that the Redbridge School was the only one in this world that taught females to make love, rather than just lie back and be a receptacle for the males. Here only the best females from arou
nd the world of Hell was sent, all wore collars and were ‘owned’ by some male. Their price went up considerably after being schooled here.
They had never had an off worlder here and any that I asked had never heard of other worlds. The only way home was through the door at Demos Keep and that meant going back to Torek.
Hellion males have a berserker rage that can kill them if not channelled into something else and we were taught how to handle this and many other ways of managing their males.
There are many places on their bodies that at a stroke can turn them in pussy cats, this was very valuable information I was learning all that I could to get me out of this hell hole.
I learnt how to switch my own pleasure and pain receptacles so that violent sex could actually become pleasurable. This took quite a while for me to figure out and I confused my teachers as …. surprise surprise… I am wired up slightly differently from the Hellions. What was more of a surprise was that there was only a slight difference between them and I, and I could actually achieve the pleasure/pain nerve switch. It seemed I was more like Hellions than humans at least on a physical level, but their world weakened me like kryptonite.
Solarr was a bright spot in the whole of this mess. He was so beautiful I could spend hours just tracing my fingers down his glorious sculptured body. He seemed to feel the same way about me and had a besotted look about him when we met during the day at all. He told me he had never met anyone like me and he was still taken aback when I beat him at Echecs. He learnt my language fast and we were soon discussing everything under the suns. Except magic.
Solarr was the youngest son of the Lord of the Keep, who was considered quite old to be baring sons. His mother was the golden haired Lady who had met me at the gate; her name was Herschel and had been a pupil at the school.
She had obviously excelled at her lessons and had snared the old Lord, her pregnancy had surprised everyone, and the old lord had to pay an exorbitant amount of coins for her.
Herschel now ruled the school and all females in the Keep. She taught her skills to each class and I found her to be a wonderful gentle teacher with Solarr’s sense of humour and quick wit. She used her intelligence with grace and style and most found it hard to be angry with her way of managing the Keep.
Solarr said I was the only female that he had ever met that reminded him of his mother, I took that as quite a compliment, I didn’t feel like I had even half her grace or her patience with fools.
I learnt how to gain pleasure from the brutes that forced themselves on me, and how to protect myself from injury during the ‘free for all’ orgies at the dinner time feasts. I learnt how to give pleasure to the most uncouth and brutal ‘master’. It pissed me off but I learnt the theory ungraciously and with bad humour even more so when I found out that there were practical tests coming up.
I would love to introduce Woman’s Lib to this bunch, hell; I would like to introduce the idea of equality. To fight back against centuries of traditional abuse and murder. Here it was fine to kill your females and your children if you were male and felt like it. It was like my worst nightmare and I wanted out.
I sneaked a around at night, getting ‘lost’ many times on my way back to my rooms after sunset. We had been warned that it was dangerous and very like Demos in the main areas of the keep but I did it anyway.
I found the Priests of Stone Temple and most especially their Library and stole some likely looking bound parchments. Stealing them was not easy but reading their spidery blotchy looking text was even harder. I needed a dictionary or a Rosetta stone and Solarr wasn’t any use here, he refused to help me. Females didn’t need to learn to read, why worry our pretty little heads with all that male business? I swore at him and drove him away from me.
After about a week of looking at this mysterious writing I finally came to a conclusion – sometimes I really am not that intelligent. I needed help or I needed magic. Since help was not forth coming I looked at the magic option.
My Creators had touched my head and I could read and understand all languages in that universe, what did I have to do to make it apply to this one?
I tried many different spells that worked on Earth be just fizzled out here on Hellion. So I concentrated on spells that did work here. I could call fire to a wick and with practice make small things move, which was about all I could do for a few years.
I felt stupid and irritated; Gabriel or Ariel would have found a way to read the Priests spidery writing by now.
I got a major break through when all the females were called to the Great Hall at Redbridge, under heavy guard, to watch the Ceremony of the Suns. Full of pomp and ceremony, there was tin pipes shrieking and drums pounding and priest chanting trying to drown each other out with their deep voices, this went on for quite a while and I grew impatient and irritated by the noise – each to their own taste of music, this wasn’t mine.
Then the Priest began an incantation and brought forth the Spirit of the World of Hellion, Horonaim. I got as close as I could and saw he was really there, he was not just an illusion. I could see the energy lines and immense aura of him and realised that he was the same species as Gaia, the Spirit of Earth, I was aching with questions but there was no one to ask. People got afraid and upset with me when I expressed my curiosity.
Solarr told me about the females that had the gifts of magic were put to death by burning them at the stake, I took that as a warning not to ask any more of him. We had fantastic sex and played a good game of Echecs but he was so young and bright and was so clear that his way was the only way.
Sometimes he was just too shiny that he would give me a headache and I drove him away from me, refusing to meet with him at our pools. He would then follow me around like a puppy, being charming and bring me gifts of rare fruits and sweets, he was such an expert at seduction that I would relent and would fall into bed with him.
This pissed me off even further but Solarr is one I never seem able to resist, we all have our weaknesses and he is one of mine. I love him but I loved my freedom and the Earth more.
I realised from this visitation and the incantations that the Priests used, that to do magic on this world, you had to have the permission from the World Spirit for everything.
It was more of a prayer that a spell and that had to be the key. So once I was back in the privacy of my own rooms, I tried a transformation spell on a piece of fruit while holding a picture of a blue jewel in my mind. I pitched it in the form of a prayer to the World Spirit; I did not really want his attention so I left out his name, but it worked!
When I tried a language spell in the same form I could read the parchment. It was that easy.
I was exasperated to find out I had stolen a family tree going back about ninety generations it was an impressive linage and I was curious about the ‘first ones’ that came from ’beyond’ and were ‘put into the keep’ to ‘find and protect their children’. This stuff was interesting but raised more questions and I needed more on magic and most especially on ‘Gates to Other Worlds’. I had to go back to the Library when all was quiet but now I could read the ‘sacred script of Hellious’ the Library became an abundant source of information about the world of Hellion. But there was nothing on the matter of Gates and Dimensional Doors, I would have to go back to Demos and raid their Library for that.
Many years went by and I learnt to the satisfaction all that my teachers wanted me to learn and ‘graduated’ in a manner of speaking. I was required to service the males in the barracks for a month, with which Solarr had no problem; I had a problem that he had no problem with this. I said no thank you, but it didn’t get me anywhere and was manhandled to the Barracks. There was not much I could do, so I sulked and the animals complained that I would not perform for them.
I got a visit from Herschel herself and I told her that she and the whole damn world can go to a place where the sun doesn’t shine! I was not going to ‘submit’ again! They could use force before I would let one of them touch me again and they
did.
Solarr and I tried to ‘reason’ with each other with no effect. I lost even more respect for him.
I was taken out to the courtyard of the school and given thirty lashes and thrown back into the Barracks where the cuts were left untreated and then festered. I started raving and talking the language of my Creators, they thought I had gone mad again.
Infection didn’t happen much to Hellions but they knew I was sick and I was treated how they treated everyone else and I was taken to the Priests to heal or die.
My body temperature rose so high I had a seizure and died.
They used their filthy magic and brought me back from the dead, as it pooled in my mouth and down my throat I was covered in the filth of their dirty unclean resurrection magic.
I screamed and was slammed back, kicking and biting into Hell.
I lay there all night just staring at the ceiling, Solarr and Herschel visited but I would not speak to them.
I had to bend here, or they will break me back to mindlessness. I had to act the part so I could be free again. My pride had to bend here or I would loose everything I had gained.
I had to ‘graduate’ so that they would send me back to Torek and the Gate to Earth at Demos. Sometimes I hate logic so much.
CHA
PTER FIVE
killing the Devil
I gritted my teeth and conformed. I gradually became the model student and learnt how to make love to the animals in the barracks. I couldn’t face myself in the mirror during this time without sneering.
Solarr and I quarrelled during this time for he liked me excelling in school and told me I should just ‘be myself ’. I stopped myself from swearing at him and just walked away. He thought this contented, happy student of love, doing my best to please was ‘myself ’ like every other brainwashed female on this miserable world, he made me sick just to look at him.
