The Oracle

Yana Graven came from a long line of oracles. In fact, for as long as anyone remembered, the women in her family had been telling mighty men their fates. When and how they would die, whether they would succeed in battle, how to take over a kingdom, etc. A woman began her duties as an oracle as soon as she started menstruating. She continued until her daughter’s menstrual cycle began. The way in which oracles were told was very personal. The man who wanted to use the oracle’s knowledge would travel to the mountain cave where the oracle resided and bring a tribute: food, clothing, jewelry, livestock, etc. After the oracle accepted the tribute, she would take him into a special room. In there, they would strip off their clothing and engage in sex. At the oracle’s climax she would see his fate, and tell him. No protection was needed during her sexual acts, because an oracle’s magic kept her from getting any diseases, or becoming pregnant, until it was time.
Yana was quite young at the start of this tale, only 11 years old. Her mother, Tasha, was 33, and still incredibly beautiful. She had ink black hair and violet eyes ringed with thick black lashes. She was not very tall, only about 5 foot 3 or so, but she had lovely curves. Her breasts were full and round, her waist small and soft, and her hips strong. Young Yana seemed already to be following in her mother’s footsteps, body-wise, but her hair was a pale gold instead of her mother’s raven locks. Her eyes were just a slightly lighter purple, a more lavender color. Her breasts were just barely budding, but already they exceeded an A cup, and her hips were much fuller than the girls her age that lived in town.
Up until this point, her mother had kept her shielded from the duties she performed, but Tasha knew her daughter would start her period soon, and so it was time for her to learn her role in life. It was this night that Yana would witness the first fate reading.
In preparation for the events, Tasha brought Yana into the bathing room to observe the purification process. Tasha instructed Yana to scrub her from head to toe with a special kind of oil. Then she had her daughter wash her hair with 3 different perfumes. After her mother dried off, Yana combed her hair in 50 strokes, and watched the make-up process. She helped Tasha pick out a robe for the evening, choosing a light green silk number with a dark pink sash. After slipping on pink slippers, the pair entered their dining quarters so that Yana could be shown the ceremonial meal: spiced milk, sacrificed lamb with herbs, and strawberries with cinnamon chocolate. Next, they waited.
Victor Spengler arrived at dark. He was a tall and powerful 49 year-old man. He had dark brown hair streaked with gray, and piercing blue eyes. He had a very muscular build, with strong shoulders and long legs. He had visited the current oracle over 30 times during her twenty-one year reign. She could never prove it, but Tasha suspected Victor was Yana’s father. But, of course, there were several candidates. She hoped it was Victor, though, because she knew he was fond of her, maybe even in love, since he sometimes came to visit her when he had no big reason to. And she was well aware that she herself had strong feelings for him.
Because he was so used to the procedure, Victor entered with confidence and grace. He approached Tasha and bowed.
“Good evening my gorgeous oracle,” he greeted in his deep voice.
“It’s a pleasure to see you, sir. You are my favorite ruler,” Tasha responded with a coy smile.
“You flatter me. But who is this young beauty?” he asked, eyeing Yana with a strange mix of intrigue and lust. Though he felt strongly for Tasha, he had always lusted after younger girls.
“This is my younger daughter and future oracle, Yana. She is 11 and no doubt will start her duties soon. Tonight she will watch the process so she can learn. If you don’t mind, of course,” she added hastily.
“I don’t mind at all. Will she participate?”
“No. She must remain pure until she menstruates”.
“Yes, I understand. But there is so much one can do without losing purity.”
“She will watch for tonight. On her first time, we will see the fate together.”
Victor glared unhappily at Tasha, but didn’t respond. Instead, he started off toward the ceremonial chamber and began undressing. Tasha grabbed Yana’s hand and hurried after him.
“Yana, take off my robe, please,” Tasha commanded. Her daughter obliged, seeing nothing wrong with her mother being nude with a man. Since she was sequestered away from society, she was unaware of its mores and values. “Thank you. Now stand against the wall and watch.”
Yana did as she was commanded and watched her mother turn toward the now completely naked man. She was surprised to see how different he looked than a woman. He had no heavy breasts resting below his collar, and his waist didn’t dip in nearly so far as her mother’s. His whole body seemed to be one big muscle, from his neck down, except for a curious sausage-shaped appendage that hung between his legs, surrounded by black curly hair. She and her mother had none of that monkey hair. No oracles did. She was even more surprised to see that when her mother walked over to him and kissed his chest, while simultaneously rubbing his back and butt, that the sausage started to grow and elongate.
She watched in wonder as he growled like a tiger and yanked Tasha to him, wrapping his strong arms around her and kissing her deeply. Yana’s mother seemed to melt into him, and let him pick her up and throw her down among the pillows in the corner before lowering himself on top of her. In one quick motion, he plunged his sausage toward her and it disappeared between her legs. Yana was worried. It didn’t help that Victor kept thrusting into her mother, making her moan and move oddly. He continued pushing, faster and faster, until both the oracle and her partner were moaning loudly and grasping at each other’s bodies. As his speed increased, Tasha finally went rigid and her eyes opened wide.
“Your son’s health will improve before the next full moon, and your adversaries will lose hope of a coup. Your wife has become infertile. The young Shauna would make an admirable wife, but her younger sister, Maya, is who the fates chose as your next mate. Marry her after her 16th birthday.”
After declaring Victor’s fate, Tasha relaxed and closed her eyes. Yana ran to her to see if she was still alive.
“Your mother is fine, child,” Victor told her as he pulled out of the oracle. “She just needs rest. Reading fates is very tiring. You’ll learn this soon. And what did you think of the ritual?”
“I don’t know,” Yana replied. She didn’t understand what just happened, and the way the man looked at her made her feel funny. It both frightened her and excited her at the same time.
“You don’t understand, do you?” he asked as he laid back and stretched, purposely displaying his body.
“No,” she said. Then, after eyeing all the differences his body showed, “Why do you look so different?”
“I’m a man, silly girl. My body is made to be the exact opposite of yours. My penis,” he said as he stroked himself slowly, “is designed to glide smoothly into your vagina. You know what a vagina is, yes?”
“Yes. But why should your penis glide into my vagina?”
“For many reasons,” he chuckled, loving that he was the one to explain this to the girl. “For one, it feels amazing, like nothing you’ve ever felt before. Also, it is how children are born. In your case, it is how you read fates.”
“Oh. Can….can I touch it?” she asked, pointing at his member, which had begun to grow hard again due to his continued stroking.
“Of course. Come sit next to me.”
Yana followed his directions and sat next to him on one of the soft pillows. Following his lead, she reached out and gripped his penis, feeling it twitch beneath her fingers. Pleasantly surprised by the feel of it, she looked up at him and smiled.
“Now grip a little tighter, and move your hand up and down. If you do it right, it will get longer and harder, and eventually a white liquid will come out. That’s how children are born, but I’m told it tastes yummy, too,” he added with a wink.
Not wanting to do a bad job, Yana squeezed tight and started pumping his cock with fierce determination. Victor groaned with pleasure as she urged his piece back to life. “That’s a good girl. Keep doing it just like that. Yes. That’s it! Oh….yes! I’m almost there, girl, almost there. And……there!” he exclaimed as the eleven year-old pumped his dick dry, squirt after squirt of his seed staining one of the pillows on which he lay. Tentatively, Yana reached out her hand and picked up some of the semen. Raising her hand to her lips, she stuck out her tongue and licked it. She found she didn’t love the taste, but it wasn’t disgusting, either.
After watching her lick her hand clean, Victor took her by the shoulders and kissed her firmly on the mouth. Shocked, Yana recoiled away from him, but he was ready for that and only held on tighter and forced his tongue into her mouth, tasting what no man had ever tasted before. It was then he decided he wanted to be her first at everything.
“Victor! What are you doing? Stop that, she must stay pure!” Tasha exclaimed, waking from her wasted stupor and shoving the burly man off her small daughter.
“My apologies, oracle. I suppose I wasn’t as satisfied as you. This beautiful creature tempted me with her angelic body and I was not strong enough to resist,” Victor said sweetly, cupping Yana’s face in his hand and stroking her bottom lip with his thumb. “I’ll leave you both now. Young lady, will you be walking me out, or shall your mother do the honors?”
“Sir, I think I should probably be the lucky woman, after witnessing your actions. With all due respect, of course,” Tasha said diplomatically.
“Yes of course. Well, until next time,” he said to Yana, before dressing and leaving the room with her mother.
Yana was left on the mound of pillows, completely confused with what had just occurred. He had accosted her, obviously, but what was perplexing was how she felt about it. The way he touched her and kissed her seemed to awaken something in her. A fire was lit in the pit of her stomach and between her legs. She touched her lip gingerly and felt excited about her future for the first time in her life.