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Dibawakan oleh Tirto, Hendry, Rini dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Kisah Para Rasul 13: 14.43-52; Mazmur tg 100: 2.3.5; Wahyu 7: 9.14b-17; Yohanes 10: 27-30.GEMBALA DAN DOMBA YANG BAIK Tema renungan kita pada hari Minggu Paskah ke-4 ini ialah: Gembala danDomba Yang Baik. Hari ini, menurut tradisi Gereja adalah hari Minggu Gembalayang Baik. Gereja merayakanan ini dengan kegiatan Minggu panggilan. Kita semuapaham bahwa para gembala dan pelayanan Gereja dan Masyarakat merupakan buahdari sebuah proses pembinaan orang-orang terpilih dan terpanggil. Mereka adalahpria dan wanita yang ingin menjawab panggilan Tuhan secara khusus yang disebutpanggilan imamat dan hidup membiara. Kata gembala dari bahasa Latin pastor, dan bahasa Inggris shepherd, menunjukpada diri Yesus Kristus, Gembala agung dan utama. Yesus mengatakan sendiritentang ini dalam Injil Yohanes pada hari ini. Ia lalu jadikan kita semuadomba-domba gembalaan-Nya. Bagi kita di dalam Gereja Katolik, misi YesusKristus sebagia gembala menjadi sebuah tugas partisipatif, yang berarti bahwamereka yang terpilih itu mengambil bagian dalam misi Yesus sendiri. Itulahmengapa kita memiliki Gereja dan ada perutusan yang diberikan Yesus dan Gereja. Partisipasi ini berwujud pada beberapa tingkat. Paus yang menggantikanposisi rasul Petrus, para Uskup yang menggantikan para rasul dapat kita katakanmereka adalah para gembala lingkaran pertama yang melanjutkan penggembalaanYesus Kristus. Sampai saat ini mereka menduduki tahta kepemimpinan GerejaUniversal dan Gereja Lokal. Jabatan yang menyusul ialah para imam yangberpartisipasi dalam tugas imamat Uskupnya. Ada imam diosesan yang bekerja dikeuskupan masing-masing dan imam tarekat yang bekerja melalui perutusan tarekatmasing-masing.  Tingkat yang lebih luas ialah para biarawan dan biarawati, yang jugamemiliki perutusan dalam membesarkan Gereja, merawatnya dan sebagai saksi hidupKerajaan Allah. Dan yang lebih luas lagi ialah setiap orang pengikut Kristusyang memiliki tanggung jawab untuk berada bersama, menemani dan menjaga sesamadi sekitarnya. Setiap orang dibaptis untuk menjadi gembala bagi sesamanya yanglain. Ia harus berpartisipasi pada penggembalaan Kristus. Menurut inspirasi bacaan liturgi hari ini, perhatian gembala kepadadomba-dombanya dapat diringkaskan menjadi tiga. Pertama, gembala mengenaldomba-dombanya. Mengenal, mengetahui dan memahami merupakan bentuk-bentuk kasihsayang dan perhatian.  Kedua, perhatiangembala yang lebih tinggi derajat dan kualitasnya ialah kalau ia berkorban demikebaikan dan keselamatan orang-orang yang disayanginya. Ketiga, gembala peduliakan kenyamanan dan keselamatan jiwa mereka yang ia perhatikan. Jadi, kitasebagai pengikut Kristus yang terpanggil dan terbentuk dalam seluruh perjalananiman di dunia ini adalah gembala. Kristus sendiri yang akan memampukan kitauntuk menjadi gembala.Marilahkita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa ... Ya Allah dan Tuhan kami, jadikanlah kamidomba-domba yang benar dan baik di dalam Gereja-Mu. Bapa kami yang ada di surga... Dalam nama Bapa ...

Dibawakan oleh Tirto, Rini, Hendry dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Kisah Para Rasul 5: 27b-32.40b-41; Mazmur tg 30: 2.4.5.6.11.12a.13b; Wahyu 5: 11-14; Yohanes 21: 1-14.BERJUMPA DENGAN TUHAN Renungan kita pada hari Minggu Paskah ke-3 ini bertema: Berjumpa DenganTuhan. Masa sesudah hari raya kebangkitan Tuhan atau Paskah disebut masa Paskah.Kita semua sedang berada di dalam masa ini. Semua yang terjadi di dalam masaini, seperti yang dikisahkan di dalam Kisah Para Rasul adalah serangkaianpertemuan Yesus yang bangkit dengan para rasul, murid-murid dan anggota-anggotaGereja Perdana. Kesaksian tentang Yesus yang bangkit datang dari pengungkapanlangsung tentang rangkaian pertemuan tersebut. Sebuah kebenaran membutuhkan fakta-fakta atau realita untuk mendukungnya.Di urutan pertama pembuktian fakta-fakta itu ialah kesaksian mereka yang secaralangsung mengalami melalui semua inderanya sebagai manusia yang memiliki akalbudi dan kepekaan. Kisah Para Rasul di dalam perjanjian baru mengisahkanpembuktian tersebut. Bila kesaksian para rasul dan murid-murid itu sangatdibantah dan berujung pada penganiayaan dari pihak Yahudi dan para pemimpinagama, penyebab utamanya ialah karena Yesus Kristus sendiri ditolak dan tidakbisa dijadikan Tuhan bagi mereka. Kesaksian para rasul adalah sebuah kesaksian kunci. Mereka melihat,mendengar, menyentu, dan berbicara secara langsung dengan Yesus yang bangkit. Pertama-tamamengalami itu sebagai pribadi-pribadi dan seterusnya sebagai satu komunitasjemaat Gereja Perdana. Yang kita dengar dari bacaan Injil hari ini sungguhmenggambarkan bagaimana pertemuan dan pengalaman dengan Yesus yang bangkitmencakup semua aspek jasmani dan rohani kehidupan Gereja. Tuhan menampakkandiri ketika umat-Nya sedang bekerja di tempat kerjanya masing-masing. Di dalampekerjaan itu, manusia diberikan jaminan akan penyertaan kuasa Allah, sehinggaia mampu mengatasi kesulitan dan kegagalan di dalam pekerjaannya. Perjumpaan dengan Tuhan juga terjadi melalui doa-doa dan ungkapan pujianserta syukur. Bagi Gereja kita, doa yang terbesar dan tertinggi tingkatnyaialah Ekaristi. Di dalam perayaan Ekaristi, Tuhan sendiri menyediakan santapandiri-Nya sendiri untuk kita pestakan dan nikmati bersama. Ekaristi jugamerupakan suatu tanda pelayanan, yang berawal di dalam Gereja melalui perayaansakramennya, dan akan menjadi utuh dan nyata ketika kita menghayatinya di luargedung gereja atau rumah ibadat. Oleh karena itu Ekaristi ini menjadi sebuahMisa, karena dengannya kita diutus untuk menjadi saksi-saksi Kristus ditengah-tengah dunia. Setiap dari kita, mulai dengan Bunda Maria dan para rasul sampai saat ini,perjumpaan dengan Tuhan perlu kita jadikan sebagai bukti kesaksian kita tentangTuhan. Biarpun di dalam keadaan yang sulit untuk memberikan kesaksian, bahkanbisa seperti pengalaman Yesus sendiri sebagai anak domba yang siap disembeli,kesaksian itu harus tetap ditunjukkan dan diungkapkan. Marilahkita berdoa. Dalam nama... Ya Tuhan, semoga perayaan pada hari Minggu iniadalah kesempatan istimewa perjumpaan kami sesungguhnya sebagai pribadi danpersekutuan jemaat dengan Dikau. Kemuliaan kepada Bapa dan Putra dan Roh Kudus... Dalam nama Bapa...

Dibawakan oleh Rini, Tirto, Hendry dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Kisah Para Rasul 5: 12-16; Mazmur tg 118: 2-4.22-24.25-27a; Wahyu 1: 9-11a.12-13.17-19; Yohanes 20: 19-31ENERGI POSITIVE Tema renungan kita pada hari Minggu Paskah ke-2 ini ialah:Energi Positif. Di dalam rumah sering terjadi keributan antara suami dan istri.Entah masalah kecil yang sudah biasa atau yang baru terjadi, suaramasing-masingnya langsung meninggi dan kata-kata kasar meluncur begitukencangnya. Sering benda-benda melayang sampai mengenai tubuh, bahkan kekerasanfisik terjadi dengan tanpa halangan apapun. Singkatnya, yang sering keluar dari masing-masingnya ialahenergi negatif. Jarang sekali terjadi misalnya yang satu negatif dan yanglainnya positif. Yang satu keluar sebagai api sedangkan yang lain sebagai air.Apalagi misalnya mereka masing-masing seperti bunga dan kupu-kupu, hampir tidakpernah terjadi. Suasana kehidupan yang serba negatif dan sulit ini merupakancontoh dari banyak situasi kehidupan di antara kita. Kebebasan berkomunikasidan penggunaan media sosial saat ini, sering memperlihatkan adanya penyebaranenergi-energi negatif yang meresahkan hidup bersama di dalam rumah, masyarakatdan Gereja. Yesus yang bangkit menjalankan perutusan dari Bapa yangbertujuan untuk menghadirkan energi positif, yang menurut kitab suci dankeyakinan kita disebut Roh Kudus. Tuhan Allah tidak tega membiarkan konflik dankekacauan berlanjut terus-menerus yang disebabkan oleh energi-energi negatifantar-pribadi manusia yang saling menyerang, tanpa campur tangan-Nya. Kitaharus dapat mengamini bahwa justru karena keadaan kita yang penuh konflik danmasalah, maka Tuhan campur tangan. Sebaliknya jika keadaan kita aman, nyaman,damai dan bahagia, mustahil Tuhan harus berkorban dan mau menyelamatkan  kita.  Tuhan Yesus berkuasa untuk menutupi semua kesedihan,kerapuhan, dan kedosaan kita dengan energi dari Roh Kudus: “Damai sejahterabagi kamu!”. Ia mengatasi ketakutan dan kebingungan kita dengan energiperutusan: “Sama seperti Bapa mengutus Aku, demikian juga sekarang Aku mengutuskamu.” Ia memenuhi pengetahuan dan kebijaksanaan kita dengan energi Roh Kudus:“Terimalah Roh Kudus.”. Ia melengkapi setiap dari kita dengan energi kerahimanilahi supaya dunia ini dibaharui: “Jikalau kamu mengampuni dosa orang, dosanyadiampuni, dan yang tidak diampuni maka dosanya tidak diampuni”.  Satu contoh konkret yang menerima energi positif dan muliadari Tuhan ialah rasul Thomas. Contoh lain ialah orang-orang sakit di Yerusalemyang disembuhkan oleh para rasul. Begitu energi Roh Kudus masuk ke dalam dirimereka, hasil yang paling kentara ialah hidup mereka menjadi baru. Hidupnyayang lama ditinggalkan. Energi terbaru ini diungkapkan dengan sangat gamblangoleh Tuhan kepada rasul Yohanes: “Aku telah mati, namun lihatlah, Aku hidupsampai selama-lamanya. Energi baru kita ialah Roh Yesus Kristus yang bangkit. Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa ... Ya Yesus, jadikanlahdiri kami pembawa suka cita Paskah sebagai Injil yang hidup kepada sasama kami.Bapa kami yang ada di surga ... Dalam nama Bapa ...

Dibawakan oleh Hendry, Rini, Tirto dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Kisah Para Rasul 10: 34a.37-43; Mazmur tg 118: 1-2.16ab-17.22-23; Kolose 3: 1-4; Yohanes 20: 1-9KITA BERSORAK: ALLELUIA Renungan kita pada hari Minggu, Hari Raya Paskah iniialah: Kita Bersorak: Alleluia. Seorang bocah laki-laki yang masih sekolah diTaman Kanak-Kanak, ikut menyaksikan tablo Jalan Salib di gereja bersamakeluarganya. Ia ditemani kedua orang tuanya dan kakaknya perempuan. Kakek danneneknya juga ikut, sehingga mereka sebagai keluarga yang lengkap menghadiriibadat Jumat Agung pagi itu. Yang sungguh membuat lengkap ialah kakak sulungbocah itu, berusia 17 tahun dan siswa SMA kelas 3, yang berperan sebagai YesusKristus di dalam tablo itu. Bocah itu mulai menangis ketika melihat kakaknya disiksa,dipukul, diinjak, memikul salib kayu hitam dan dipaksa untuk berjalan.Tangisannya semakin keras pada saat Yesus dilucuti seluruh pakaiannya, kemudiandipakukan tubuhnya pada salib besar dan kokoh. Seterusnya, ketika salib ituditegakkan dan tubuh Yesus bergantung padanya, bocah itu menutup wajahnyasambil menangis sejadi-jadinya. Ia membenamkan diri dalam pelukan ibundanya,sambil bapaknya terus-menerus mengusap kepalanya untuk menenangkan dia. Begitu tablo Jalan Salib itu selesai, kakak sulungnya yangmemerankan Yesus bertemu dengan keluarga. Si bocah dipeluk dan digendong sangkakak. Ia sudah bangkit dan gembira, melebih semua rasa gembiranya selama ini,karena ia berjumpa dengan kakaknya dalam keadaan yang normal, segar, dan ceria.Seluruh keluarga juga ikut bergembira. Tangisan dan kesedihan bocah itu cukupmenjadi contoh konkret bagi kita semua yang mengikuti semua proses peristiwaYesus, sejak dari ruang atas tempat perjamuan malam terakhir sampaipemakamannya. Tahap pertama ini adalah penderitaan dan kematian. Tahap kedua yang menyusul ialah kepenuhan kehendak Allah,karena penderitaan dan kematian itu berubah menjadi suka cita dan kehidupan.Suasana dan pengalaman yang menyelimuti seluruh kehidupan lahir-batin kita yangmenjadi buah perubahan ini ialah sorak-sorai di seluruh alam semesta: Alleluia.Kehidupan dan keselamatan untuk memiliki karunia kehidupan abadi menjadi milikkita. Pengalaman Yesus adalah sebuah kenyataan, yang telah dipersiapkan olehTuhan melalui: penciptaan manusia, kejatuhan di dalam dosa, keluarnya bangsaterpilih dari Mesir, pewartaan para nabi, dan sampai puncaknya pada peristiwakedatangan Yesus orang Nazareth. Seluruh pengalaman itu, sepatutnya menjadi model bagiperjalanan hidup setiap pribadi kita dan komunitas orang beriman, maka poladasar yang kita ikuti sangat perlu berbentuk “dari taman Getzemani ke Golgota”kemudian memuncak pada kebangkitan. Dengan kata lain, kita akan mencapaikebahagian dan kemuliaan hanya dengan melalui perjuangan, penderitaan dankematian. Tidak ada kemuliaan tanpa penderitaan. Tidak ada kehidupan tanpakematian. Spiritualitas salib dan kebangkitan ini perlu menjadi pedoman hidupkita semua.Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa ... Ya Tuhan Yesus,terima kasih atas penderitaan dan kebangkitan-Mu yang menyelamatkan kami. SalamMaria penuh rahmat ... Dalam nama Bapa ...

Hello, fellow listeners and readers! In this intriguing episode of The Brand Called You (TBCY) podcast, our host Stephen Ibaraki sits down with Rini Greenfield, the founding managing partner of Rethink Food, to delve into her fascinating journey and her efforts in revolutionizing the food sector.Let's break down the key moments and insights shared during this engaging conversation. Here are the significant timestamps alongside the key topics discussed:

Dibawakan oleh Hendry, Rini, Tirto dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Yesaya 50: 4-7; Mazmur tg 22: 8-9.17-18a.19-20.23-24; Filipi 2: 6-11; Lukas 19: 28-40.PENYAMBUTAN Tema renungan kita pada hari Minggu Palma atau MingguSengsara ini ialah Penyambutan. Pada waktu melakukan ibadat pemberkatan rumah,sampai pada bagian pintu depan atau gerbang, seorang Pastor terdengarmengucapkan doa berikut ini: “Semoga dalam kuasa Allah dan melalui manfaatpintu ini, kebaikan dan kebenaran disambut ke dalam rumah sedangkan kesalahandan kejahatan dikeluarkan.” Ucapan doa dan gerakan tanda salib serta siramanair suci atas gerbang itu selalu disaksikan langsung oleh anggota keluarga bersangkutan. Setiap tempat kita berada dan berkegiatan berfungsimenyambut dan melepaskan. Hati, pikiran dan diri kita menyambut informasi ataupengetahuan, tetapi juga mengeluarkan apa saja yang sepatutnya keluar. Rumahdan kota juga melakukan yang sama, menyambut dan melepaskan. Intinya ialahbahwa sistem alam dan pemahaman normal menjelaskan bahwa tindakan penyambutanmengandaikan adanya pengluaran. Supaya ada yang masuk, di dalamnya mesti keluarlebih dahulu agar ada tempat bagi yang masuk. Hidup kita di dalam masa PraPaskah ini diwarnai oleh perbuatanpenyambutan rahmat Tuhan yang mengalir tanpa henti, untuk membuat diri kitalayak berjalan beriringan dengan Tuhan Yesus Kristus. Tetapi tindakan untukpelepasan atau pengluaran segala rintangan yang ada di dalam diri kita jugasangat perlu kita lakukan. Aneka disiplin berupa doa yang semakin tekun,bermatiraga melalui puasa dan pantang, dan amal kasih sangat efektif untukmemperlancar gerakan pelepasan dan penyambutan tersebut.  Gerbang Yerusalem dan perayaan Minggu Palma ini terbukabagi kita untuk menyambut Yesus Mesias, Raja dari segala raja, Sang JuruSelamat dunia. Yang harus dikeluarkan pertama-tama ialah cara paham yang salahtentang Raja Kristus. Ia tidak boleh dianggap sebagai raja atau pimpinan perangyang ada di dunia. Ia harus disambut sebagai raja damai, suka cita, dankeselamatan. Kita juga perlu mengeluarkan pandangan yang bodoh bahwa sebagaiTuhan Ia tidak boleh menderita dan mati secara keji. Sebaliknya kita harus menyambutDia sebagai Tuhan yang berkorban nyawa bagi setiap pribadi kita. Kita harus menyambut Dia sebagai manusia yang tidak pernahmenolak dan berontak balik, ketika martabatnya diinjak-injak dengan berbagaifitnahan keji dan kekerasan fisik. Maka kita perlu mengeluarkan anggapan bahwaYesus Kristus harusnya melarikan diri untuk menghindari bahaya dari paramusuh-Nya. Kita sepatutnya menyambut Dia sebagai Tuhan yang merendahkandiri-Nya, tetapi pada akhirnya akan ditinggikan oleh Bapa di surga. Oleh karenaitu kita perlu mengeluarkan segala bentuk egoisme dan kesombongan yang selalumenjadi hambatan bagi kita untuk sesungguhnya mengikuti jejak Kristus.Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa ... Ya Yesus Sang Raja,kuatkanlah iman kami untuk selalu mengakui-Mu sebagai Raja yang sejati,sehingga hidup kami selalu bertujuan untuk melakukan kehendak Bapa. Kemuliaankepada Bapa dan Putra dan Roh Kudus ... Dalam nama Bapa ...

现在应该有许多地方都进入了雨季，雨天渐渐多了起来。其实我特别喜欢雨天，当天开始变得灰蒙蒙，雨滴轻轻敲打窗户，街道在雨幕中变得模糊的时候，如果我在室内，我的内心会有非常多的安全感。而此刻，我就会变得不想说话不想思考，只想要有一段不被打扰的空白，听着雨声还有音乐，安静地待一会，这是能让我感受到特别治愈的一件事。今天为了这个场景而准备的歌单，不会有激烈的节奏，只会有像毛毯般能包裹我们情绪的旋律。我推荐你可以窝在沙发的角落，或者靠在窗边发呆，甚至关了灯躺在床上，来听这期节目。希望这期节目能让雨声掩盖城市和内心的喧嚣，让音乐填补安静的缝隙，接住我们的情绪，成为一片充满治愈感的温柔的庇护所。

The phase 3 LITESPARK-005 trial evaluated patient-reported outcomes (PROs) for belzutifan, a HIF-2α inhibitor, versus everolimus in patients with advanced renal cell carcinoma previously treated with immune checkpoint and anti-angiogenic therapy. 

Dibawakan oleh Rini, Hendry, Tirto dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Yosua 5: 9a.10-12; Mazmur tg 34: 2-3.4-5.6-7; 2 Korintus 5: 17-21; Lukas 15: 1-3.11-32KEMBALI Tema renungan kita pada hari minggu ke-4 Pra-Paskah iniialah: Kembali. Kita merenungkan “kembali”nya kita di sini untuk mengingatkankita bahwa hari raya Paskah semakin mendekat. Kita semakin merasakan kemeriahandan kehangatan Pesta Raya kita semua. Jadi “kembali”nya kita bukan untuk suatukemunduran, kegagalan, dan kepada masa lalu dalam kedosaan. Karena satu dan lain faktor, kita sebagai manusiaterlanjur jatuh dan menjadi jauh dari Tuhan. Dalam pemahaman rohani, dosa,keterasingan dan kesesatan telah membuat kita menjadi jauh. Maka panggilanuntuk kembali kepada yang benar, jalan Tuhan, dan naungan kasih-Nya menjadi halyang sangat penting di dalam iman kita. Masa ini adalah kesempatan kitadipanggil untuk kembali. Tuhan adalah pemanggil utama supaya kita kembali dari dosadan keterasingan hidup kita. Ia tidak tega dengan Adam dan Hawa, Daud, Petrus,Saulus, Maria Magdalena dan setiap dari kita yang terbelenggu dengan deritakarena dosa-dosa yang mendera. Ia menantikan kita di gereja, melalui sakramendan firman yang diwartakan, di dalam dovosi-devosi, dan melalui pelayanankasih, supaya kita kembali kepada-Nya. Mendengarkan panggilan-Nya itu, berartimembawa kita untuk diterima, diampuni, dan diakui kembali sebagai putra-putri-Nyaterkasih. Orang-orang yang bertanggung jawab atas kita, jugamemanggil kita. Mereka adalah orang tua, pembina, pendidik, pemimpin, atausaudara kita. Yosua adalah pemimpin dan saudara yang memanggil sesamanya untukdatang kepada janji Tuhan yang terpenuhi. Orang tua memanggil kita untukkembali mengabdi dan melayani mereka dan tanah air, tumpah darah kita. Parapemimpin Gereja dan negara memanggil supaya kita kembali ambil bagian dalam kegiatanmenggereja dan bernegara yang konstruktif dan transformatif. Dan berbagaipanggilan lain yang banyak, ingin supaya kita kembali kepada hidup yang layakdan benar. Giliran berikutnya yang ikut memanggil ialah diri kitasendiri. Panggilan nurani kita sendiri sangatlah penting. Ketika menyadaribahwa diri kita sudah terlanjur ke dalam hal-hal yang tidak penting,superfisial, atau kenikmatan semata, sebaiknya kita mendengarkan panggilannurani kita. Ia pasti mengatakan hal yang sebaliknya, yaitu memanggil kitakepada yang indah, baik dan benar.  Ketiga sumber kekuatan yang memanggil kita: Tuhan,orang-orang yang bertanggung jawab kepada kita, dan nurani kita sendiri adalahkekuatan besar yang menarik kita, sehingga kita tidak bisa mengelak, selainmenuruti untuk kembali pada saat dan di waktu yang sesungguhnya. Hari iniadalah saat yang tepat bagi kita untuk kembali. Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa ... Ya Bapa, semogadengan ibadat hari Minggu ini, kami dikuatkan untuk kembali kepada-Mu dengangembira. Kami ingin menjadi putra dan putri-Mu seperti sedia kala. SalamMaria... Dalam nama Bapa ...

Dibawakan oleh Tirto, Hendry, Rini dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Kejadian 15: 5-12.17-18; Mazmur tg 27: 1.7-8.9abc.13-14; Filipi 3: 17 - 4: 1; Lukas 9: 28b-36PENAMPAKAN BARU Tema renungan kita pada hari Minggu Kedua PraPaskah iniialah: Penampakan Baru. Di dalam era komunikasi yang sangat mengutamakanvisualisasi dan kesan orang terhadapnya, sebuah penampakan baru merupakankeharusan. Siapa pun di jaman ini yang tidak terjamah oleh yang baru atau yangter-updated, ia otomatis ketinggalan. Program-program aplikasi di hp dankomputer yang Anda miliki, jika tidak membaharui diri untuk mendapatkan produkyang baru, program itu tidak akan berfungsi lagi dan sangat mengganggupekerjaanmu. Profil akun pribadi di media sosial sangat perlu dibaharuipenampakannya. Halamannya juga berubah penampilan tiap hari supaya lebihmenarik. Setiap perubahan mendefinisikan eksistensi yang bersangkutan danmendapatkan pengakuan dari orang lain. Di dunia periklanan, penampakan baruuntuk memperkenalkan produk hukumnya adalah wajib. Di dalam dunia politik,penampilan baru generasi terkini akan mempengaruhi wajah politik seluruhnya. Singkatnya, kebutuhan sebuah penampakan baru terkaitdengan keberadaan, kegiatan dan mentalitas kehidupan merupakan kebutuhan dasardalam era komunikasi saat ini. Ciri spesifik semua penampakan baru ini adalahbahwa perubahan terus terjadi. Ia seperti air mengalir dan tidak bisa sebagaiair yang sama. Kebutuhan dan keinginan kita memang tak terhentikan. SantoAgustinus berkata bahwa keinginan hati kita hanya dapat berhenti ketika iasampai kepada Tuhan. Penampakan Tuhan di Tabor sungguh memberikan kita keyakinanbahwa itu adalah perhentian perjalanan dari segala keinginan kita. Penampakanitu menggambarkan kemuliaan kekal, yang menjadi tujuan setiap orang beriman dansemua yang dikasihi Tuhan. Sejalan dengan penampakan baru dunia ini yang menjadikebutuhan dasar kita, sangat dituntut pula penampakan baru dalam jiwa dan imankita. Bersama penampakan di Tabor, menerima pengajaran Santo Paulus tentangperubahan tubuh kita yang fana menjadi tubuh yang mulia di dalam Yesus Kristus,dan mengimani perjanjian kekal Tuhan Allah dengan kita manusia, kiranya kitamengusahakan penampakan-penampakan baru bangunan rohani diri kita di dalam masaPra-Paskah ini.  Perubahan penampilan rohani kita hendaknya bertambah dalamkelipatan. Tujuannya supaya semakin berjalannya waktu untuk menuju ke akhirhidup ini, kita semakin dekat dengan pencapaian yang mulia tersebut. Pada hariini, jika Anda berdoa pribadi selama 15 menit, besok waktunya ditambah lebihlama dan intensinya ditambah lebih banyak. Berpuasa, bermatiraga dan beramalkasih juga perlu penampakan baru. Begitulah kelipatan kehidupan rohani kita.Maka terjadilah penampakan-penampakan baru di dalam kehidupan iman kita. Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa ... Ya Allah, semogaRoh-Mu menggerakkan kami untuk membuat pembaharuan rohani yang sesungguhnya.Salam Maria penuh rahmat ... Dalam nama Bapa ...

Dibawakan oleh Tirto, Rini, Hendry dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indoensia. Ulangan 26: 4-10; Mazmur tg 91: 1-2.10-11.12-13.14-15; Roma 10: 8-13; Lukas 4: 1-13PENGAKUAN IMAN Tema renungan kita pada hari Minggu pertama Pra Paskah iniialah: Pengakuan Iman. Apa maksudnya kita merayakan hari Minggu PertamaPra-Paskah dengan memberikan perhatian renungan kepada pengakuan iman? Bukankahpengakuan iman yang terungkap dalam doa “Aku Percaya” selalu kita ucapkan? Kitasebenarnya diarahkan untuk kembali kepada suasana tertantang, terjebak,tergoda, terancam, dan terdakwa sebagai pendosa. Seperti apa sebenarnya suasana tersebut? Tantangan danjebakan yang kita hadapi ialah membuktikan bahwa kita sebagai orang-orangterpilih dan dikuduskan. Jangan-jangan ini hanyalah teori belaka atau konsepmati yang tidak diwujudkan di dalam kenyataan. Maka kita menghadapi tantanganuntuk menunjukkan bahwa kita memang benar terpilih. Jebakan apa pun bentuknya,pasti berwujud pada keadaan atau pengalaman berupa kesulitan tertentu yangmembuat seseorang merasa ragu dengan imannya. Sama halnya dengan seseorang yang dalam keadaan terancamdan tertuduh sebagai pendosa. Misalnya ia seorang Katolik yang taat. Dia dankeluarganya dipaksa untuk melepaskan imannya, dengan pilihan meninggalkan imanKatolik berarti dibebaskan, tetapi kalau mempertahankan imannya berartidihabisi. Ada kemungkinan dia dan keluarganya memilih dibebaskan dari ancamanitu, dengan resiko harus meninggalkan iman Katolik. Suasana seperti ini ataulainnya yang semacam merupakan pengalaman real di mana-mana di dunia ini. Banyak sekali peristiwa di dunia ini yang menempatkan kitadalam pilihan apakah tetap mengikuti kehendak Tuhan dalam kebenaran dankebaikan, atau mengikuti godaan dan jebakan Setan hanya demi suatu kenyamanandan kenikmatan dunia ini. Di sinilah pesan firman Tuhan tentang pengakuan imanyang terus menerus dan semakin tegas dituntut dari kita. Khususnya, kepadasiapa pun yang saat ini menyadari dirinya berada di dalam suasana ini, atauyang berpeluang menghadapi semua jenis situasi yang sulit itu, nasihatnya ialahpakailah pengakuan imanmu sebagai senjata yang dapat diandalkan. Kita diajarkan pada hari ini bahwa pengakuan iman adalahseperti yang dilakukan oleh Musa dan bangsa Israel, yaitu menguatkan identitassebagai umat terpilih dan pengakuan imannya akan Tuhan sebagai penyelamat.Santo Paulus menegaskan identitas Kristen karena pengakuan imannya kepada YesusKristus, satu-satunya jalan keselamatan. Setiap jenis arah hidup, budaya, latarbelakang, ideologi dan pengetahuan, mengakui hanya satu Tuhan Yesus Kristus.Bahkan pribadi Yesus Kristus sendiri berhadapan dengan Setan yang menggodanyadengan begitu kuat dan menarik, pendirian Yesus tidak pernah goyah. Ia tetapsebagai Putra Allah, yang selamanya bersama Bapa di surga.Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa ... Ya Tuhan Yesus,bantulah kami untuk tetap kuat dan utuh di dalam iman kami kepada Allah. Bapakami... Dalam nama Bapa ...

Dibawakan oleh Rini, Hendry, Tirto dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Sirakh 27: 4-7; Mazmur tg 92: 2-3.13-14.15-16; 1 Korintus 15: 54-58; Lukas 6: 39-45KARUNIA UNTUK BERBICARA Tema renungan kita pada hari Minggu Biasa ke-8 ini ialah:Karunia Untuk Berbicara. Kemampuan berbicara adalah hekekatnya Tuhan Allah.Tindakan-Nya dalam menciptakan adalah melalui berbicara. Kemudian dalamberkomunikasi dengan manusia, Tuhan Allah berbicara. Singkatnya, Iamengungkapkan diri-Nya kepada manusia melalui firman-Nya dan supaya didengardan dipahami, Ia berbicara. Dalam gambar dan rupa Allah, kita diberikan kemampuanuntuk berbicara. Ini adalah salah satu karunia dasar yang mencirikan manusiayang pada prinsipnya berbeda dari makluk hidup lainnya. Manusia berbicaradengan menggunakan bahasa yang ia tahu dan pakai dalam hidup sosialnya.  Pada hari ini bacaan-bacaan suci mengajak kita untukmerenungkan tentang kemampuan kita berbicara yang dikehendaki Tuhan. Tuhan mausupaya kita berbicara seperti diri-Nya dalam menciptakan, mengasihi,menyampaikan kebenaran, dan mengucapkan syukur. Ini adalah perbuatan-perbuatanberbicara yang dapat kita kategorikan dalam suasana damai dan tenang. Selain itu, di dalam suasana krisis, konflik, dan sakit,kemampuan kita berbicara juga harus sama dengan yang Tuhan perbuat. Ia adalahpengasih, pengampun, penyembuh, dan penyelamat. Kita hendaknya mengungkapkanmaaf, mengakui kesalahan, menghibur yang menderita, mengajak dialog, mengoreksidengan baik, memberikan solusi, dan berdiam atau hening. Tidak berbicara namundiungkapkan dalam gerak dan simbol, juga sangatlah penting. Karena begitu pentingnya kita berbicara, yaitumenyampaikan kehendak dan perintah Tuhan baik dalam suasana damai maupunkrisis, kita perlu memperhatikan batasan-batasannya yang disampaikanbacaan-bacaan pada hari ini. Kitab Putera Sirakh mengingatkan kita untukmenghindari dosa yang keluar dari mulut pada waktu berbicara, karena hal itulangsung dari hati dan pikiran. Sebaiknya sebelum berbicara, mantapkanlah duluisi hati dan pikiran. Sebab jika faktor itu diabaikan, akibatnya selalu buruk.Menyesal kemudian tidak berguna. Komunikasi kita dengan sesama berawal dari hati danpikiran. Komunikasi itu adalah buah-buah yang mengungkapkan siapa sebenarnyadiri kita. Ini adalah pesan Injil Lukas kepada kita, yang intinya ialah supayakita tidak menjadi munafik: antara hati/pikiran dan perkataan tidak sejalan.Yang berbahaya ialah pembicaraan manis dan menarik, tetapi pikiran dan hatisedang marah. Pada waktunya nanti, perang akan meledak. Maka firman Tuhanmelalui santo Paulus ingin menyadarkan kita untuk tidak diperbudak oleh budayakematian ini. Kita harus teguh dalam pekerjaan Tuhan untuk mewartakan yangbenar dan baik. Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa... Ya Yesus, bantulahkami untuk selalu berbicara tentang suka cita Injil, yaitu kebenaran dankebaikan. Semoga kami selalu berbicara di dalam nama-Mu yang kudus. Kemuliaankepada Bapa ... Dalam nama Bapa...

Dibawakan oleh Hendry, Rini, Tirto dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. 1 Samuel 26: 2.7-9.12-13.22-23; Mazmur tg 103: 1-2.3-4.8.10.12-13; 1 Korintus 15: 45-49; Lukas 6: 27-38CINTA GANTI BENCI Tema renungan kita pada hari Minggu Biasa ke-7 ini ialah: Cinta GantiBenci. Kita sudah biasa tahu atau sering diberitahu, berdasarkan kitab suci, tentanghukum “mata ganti mata”. Hukum ini mirip dengan karma atau yang juga dinamakantabur tuai. Hukum rimba juga bisa dikategorikan dalam pemahaman ini, karena disini sangat mengandalkan yang kuat mengalahkan yang lemah. Jadi upaya mainkuasa, kekuatan, nafsu jahat dan mematikan pihak lain, menghadirkan wajahkebencian sebagai representasi sifat manusia yang destruktif. Sikap benci terungkap dalam suatu tendesi umum yaitu menghancurkan,melumpuhkan dan meniadakan pihak lawan atau musuh. Pihak-pihak yang bermusuhantidak mungkin menyimpan rasa cinta, hormat, dan dukungan terhadap lawannya.Yang ada ialah kumpulan benci, marah, dan penghinaan kepada lawannya. Tujuanperjuangannya ialah menghabiskan musuh tersebut, karena dianggap sebagaipenghalang dan kompetitor bagi pencapaian tujuan dan keinginannya. Makamenghancurkan lawan adalah tugas yang dipentingkan. Naluri tidak suka dan tidak senang kepada pihak lain adalah bagian darikodrat manusia. Apa yang kodrati ini jika tidak dikelola dan ditaruh di dalamkeutamaan penguasaan diri, ia akan berkembang menjadi sebuah sifat benci.Setiap orang, hal atau suasana yang berbeda dan berlawanan dengan diriseseorang yang bersifat demikian, pasti dianggap sebagai musuh yang harusdimatikan dan dikalahkan. Kitab suci memberikan kita banyak contoh tentangkebencian terhadap pihak lain, dan upaya membinasakan mereka. Salah satunya ialah kisah tentang raja Saul yang membenci Daud dan inginsekali menghabiskannya. Kisah seperti ini dapat kita temukan sepanjang waktukehidupan ini, termasuk saat ini di tengah kehidupan kita. Santo Paulusmenasihatkan kita, supaya kedagingan kita harus dikuasai kerohanian. Janganselalu membiarkan nafsu kedagingan dan jasmani itu teramat kuat berkuasa, yangberakibat pada perlakukan terhadap sesama atau saudara hanya sebagai objek danmusuh. Jika Roh Kudus yang menguasai diri kita maka sesama dan saudara akandihargai dengan sesungguhnya.  Penghargaan harus berpatokan pada rumusan cinta menggantikan benci. Jikarumusannya ialah benci menggantikan cinta atau benci berbalas benci, tujuankita untuk sampai kepada Tuhan segala cinta tidak akan tercapai. Kita tidakmungkin menjadi sempurna seperti Bapa yang sempurna adanya. Kita tentu hanyamenemukan kehancuran dan kebinasahan. Maka Tuhan Yesus melalui Injil pada hariini mengajarkan kita satu sisi kekuatan dari cinta-Nya, yaitu mengasihi danmendoakan para musuh atau orang-orang yang melawan kita. Kitab pertama Samueljuga memberikan kita contoh bagaimana Daud berbaik hati kepada Saul.  Marilahkita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa ... Ya Allah, penuhilah kami dengan cinta-Musupaya kami mampu mengampuni seperti diri-Mu. Kemuliaan... Dalam nama Bapa...

Dibawakan oleh Tirto, Rini, Hendry dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Yeremia 17: 5-8; Mazmur tg 1: 1-2.3.4.6; 1 Korintus 15: 12.16-20; Lukas 6: 17.20-26JALAN KEBAHAGIAAN Renungan kita pada hari Minggu Biasa ke-6 ini bertema:Jalan Kebahagiaan. Di dalam dunia kita ini promosi untuk menjadi bahagiasangatlah banyak. Sebuah toko di transmart mempromosi barang dagangan seperties krim dalam aneka sajian, kemudian tulisan iklan berukuran besar dan menonjol adalah: “Bawa PulangKebahagiaan”. Penjualan apartemen juga memiliki cara jitu untuk menarikpeminat, maka iklan mereka berbunyi: “Beli Apartemen Dapat Suami” atau “Beli ApartmenDapat Isteri”.  Tiap saat kita temukan iklan yang menawarkan kebahagiaanmelalui media digital, cetak, billboard, audio, televisi dan melalui mediasosial. Segmen masyarakat yang memikili kebutuhan atau keinginan yang dapatdijawab oleh tawaran iklan itu, diarahkan untuk memenuhinya. Jika dapatmemenuhinya, hidupnya menjadi nyaman. Kenikmatan dimiliki dan semangat hidupmeningkat. Kehidupan yang mencapai tahap seperti ini wajar sekali dipandangsebagai kebahagiaan.  Orang-orang kebanyakan ketika mendapatkan kesenangan, rasaenak akan makanan, kepuasan hati di tengah teman-teman, tujuan tercapai setelahperjuangan besar dan panjang, mereka merasa bahagia. Setiap orang menemukanjalan-jalan kebahagiaannya.  Semua jalanitu bisa saja berwujud cara-cara yang positif dan sehat atau cara-cara negatifdan tidak sehat. Hal itu sangat bergantung pada pilihan, kehendak bebas, dankedewasaan setiap orang.  Kita sangat pahami bahwa kebutuhan di dunia ini tidakterbatas. Satu pencapaian yang dipenuhi tidak menjamin rasa bahagia sepanjangmasa. Ada kebutuhan lain lagi datang, dan orang berusaha mewujudkannya, dantetap berlanjut seperti itu. Jadi banyak jalan untuk kebahagiaan tersebutmembuka peluang untuk penggunaan cara-cara yang bebas sesuai dengan keinginandunia ini, dan kebahagiaan yang dihasilkan tidak bertahan selamanya. Dengankata lain, jalan kebahagiaan adalah kebebasan dan kebahagiannya sementara. Ada satu jalan kebahagiaan yang pasti dan yang memberikankebahagiaan untuk selamanya, ialah jalan kebagiaan dalam spiritualitaspenyangkalan diri. Misalnya, orang perlu memiliki semangat kemiskinan akanharta duniawi, supaya hatinya menyediakan ruang yang cukup bagi Tuhan. Rasabahagia dari sikap ini akan bertahan, bahkan dapat menjadi kekuatan dalambekerja dan melayani. Segala keterbatasan dan kesulitan perlu kita hadapidengan kekuatan dari Tuhan, karena Dialah yang mencukupi semuanya. Hidup denganspiritualitas ini adalah menjalankan semangat kebangkitan, sebagai antisipasiuntuk kebahagiaan abadi yang sudah disediakan oleh Tuhan bagi kita semua.Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama ... Ya Tuhan, perkuatkanlahiman dan semangat kami sehingga kami sungguh mengandalkan Engkau saja dalamhidup kami, terutama dalam mencapai kebahagiaan . Salam Maria...Dalm nama Bapa ...

Dibawakan oleh Rini, Hendry, Tirto dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Yesaya 6: 1-2a.3-8; Mazmur tg 138: 1-2a.2bc-3.4-5.7c-8; 1 Korintus 15: 1-11; Lukas 5: 1-11NOTHING TO LOSE Tema renungan kita pada hari Minggu Biasa ke-5 ini ialah:Nothing To Lose. Di dalam perlombaan atau kompetisi apa pun, prinsipnothingto lose atau berjuang dan berlomba tanpa beban apa pun, membuat orang-orangyang berpartisipasi hanya fokus pada perlombaan itu. Dalam menghadapi ujian disekolah atau tes menjadi pegawai di kantor, semangatnothing to losemembuat seseorang tidak berambisi dan tetap tulus dengan kemampuannya yangsebenarnya. Ketika seorang menjalankan sebuah pekerjaan yang diberikandan ada target pencapaian yang diproyeksikan, sikap mentalnothing to losemembuat dia bekerja sesuai detail standar operasionalnya dan ia sangat percayadiri. Seorang yang berjuang mempertahankan harga dirinya karena telah difitnahdan direndahkan, keyakinannothing to lose mendorongnya untuk menempuhjalan hukum yang seadil-adilnya. Atau berdasar pada keyakinan itu ia relamenyelesaikannya secara kekeluargaan dan bijaksana, dengan tanpa ada beban kemarahanatau kebencian apa pun. Singkatnya, prinsipnothing to lose berperan untukmembuat seseorang berbuat sesuatu dengan benar, lancar, tulus, fokus, serius,tanpa beban dan jelas targetnya. Kita belajar dari bacaan-bacaan pada hari initentang sikap mental tersebut. Prinsipnya ialah kita berangkat dari ketulusandan totalitas sikap Tuhan yang memilih untuk datang ke dalam dunia. Tuhan tidakpunya beban dan tak ada keberatan untuk hidup bersama kita manusia. YesusKristus total menjadi bagian dari kita, bahkan Ia memilih yang terburuk daridunia ini. Kita sebagai pengikut Kristus memiliki kewajiban untukmenjalankan kehendak Tuhan. Panggilan Tuhan kepada kita masing-masing untukmemiliki jalan hidup, profesi, pelayanan, dan pengabdian, merupakan tindakanTuhan untuk menyatakan kehendak-Nya. Ketika kita menerima dan menyanggupinya,sikap kita hendaknya total dan tulus seperti Tuhan Yesus sendiri yang total dantulus. Nabi Yesaya sebagai teladan bagi kita dengan ungkapannya yang terkenal:Inilah aku, utuslah aku. Sementara itu, para murid yang dipanggil oleh Yesusdengan tugas untuk menjala manusia, meninggalkan segala sesuatu lalu mengikutiYesus. Santo Paulus menguatkan kita dalam ketulusan dan totalitaskristiani, yaitu sebagai seorang pribadi yang kredibel. Bagi dia, tidak adakesaksian Kristen yang hakiki, kalau tidak ada kesesuaian antara pengajaran dankehidupan, yang dipikirkan dan yang dibuat, yang diwartakan dan yang dihayati,yang didoakan dan yang dihayati. Jika Anda berkata yang satu dan berbuat yanglain, kredibilitas Anda sebagai seorang Kristen harus dipertanyakan. Anda tidakmemiliki prinsipnothing to lose dalam perjalanan sebagai seorang muridmenuju kepada Bapa. Oleh karena itu marilah kita bersikap tulus, fokus, dantotal sebagai pengikut Kristus.Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa ... Ya Bapa yang baik,berkatilah dan rahmatilah kami untuk menjadi anak-anak-Mu yang sejati. Bapakami yang ada di surga ... Dalam nama Bapa ...

上周在整理旧物的时候，我翻出七八年前还在某设计媒体工作时候买的一本日本室内设计杂志，我翻到杂志中的某一页，发现有行小字写着：”音乐是流动的家具”，这是我当时记下的笔记。我们总在谈论居家空间的时候，会说到北欧风的沙发或是包豪斯的灯具，却常忘记真正让空气产生密度的，往往是那些看不见的声波轨迹。有时候我们可能没有太察觉，但其实我们早就在用声音来重构空间了，为的就是实现我们对于美好生活的笨拙向往。在本期节目，我们将穿梭八个居家场景——从晨间的唤醒时刻、居家办公的专注时分，到阳台上观看落日和与音乐一同冥想放松。相对应歌曲风格也会涵盖清新的独立流行、lo-fi Hiphop、流行摇滚乐、古典交响乐现场、日式爵士嘻哈等等，希望这些音乐，能成为你在家时候最好的陪伴。

Dibawakan oleh Hendry, Rini, Tirto dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Nehemia 8: 3-5a.6-7.9-11; Mazmur tg 19: 8.9.10.15; 1 Korintus 12: 12-30; Lukas 1: 1-4; 4: 14-21 SABDA SEBAGAI ROTI DAN KEHIDUPAN   Renungan kita pada hari Minggu Biasa ke-3 ini bertema: Sabda Sebagai Roti dan Kehidupan. Bagi kita manusia sebagai makhluk yang berkomunikasi, sabda merupakan alat yang sangat fundamental. Sabda adalah kata atau perkataan yang diungkapkan melalui bahasa yang dapat dimengerti. Saat ini dengan bantuan media komunikasi yang semakin canggih, kita juga semakin canggih dan berkembang dalam menggunakan ungkapan pikiran, perasaan dan perkataan dalam bentuk verbal dan non verbal. Media memperbanyak dan mempercepat penyebaran sabda itu. Jadi sabda adalah alat yang sangat esensial untuk komunikasi dan relasi di antara kita. Sabda merupakan tanda peradaban manusia yang tinggi.   Jika makanan jasmani seperti nasi, roti atau daging sungguh bermanfaat untuk memberikan pertumbuhan tubuh kita, sabda sesungguhnya merupakan makanan yang cocok untuk kehidupan dan kegiatan mental kita seperti berpikir, berbicara, dan berkomunikasi. Semua kegiatan mental itu akan memberikan kita kepuasan rohani, ketika ada pengertian atau pemahaman yang membentuk keyakinan dan komitmen hidup kita.  Kalau memakai istilah yang dipakai kitab Nehemia, Sabda Tuhan dibaca dengan sangat jelas sehingga dimengerti oleh para pendengarnya. Menurut Injil Lukas, Yesus menegaskan bahwa kitab suci terpenuhi saat Ia sendiri yang berbicara, para pendengar mengenal-Nya, mendengarkan, dan menerima Dia sebagai Mesias.   Kita masing-masing mempunyai makanan kesukaan. Setelah menikmatinya kita pasti menjadi puas dan membaharui semangat hidup. Tuhan menciptakan kita lengkap dengan selera akan makanan. Untuk itu banyak sekali bagian kitab suci yang menyinggung istilah makan, hidangan, dan perjamuan. Sama dengan selera untuk makanan jasmani, kita juga dilengkapi dengan selera makan rohani. Selera rohani kita tertuju pada santapan utama yang satu dan abadi yaitu Sabda Tuhan. Bagi kita, Sabda Tuhan adalah roti dan kehidupan. Hal ini diwartakan oleh Mazmur Tanggapan pada hari minggu ini.   Sabda menjelma menjadi satu Tubuh Kristus dan kita yang menyantapnya adalah para anggota. Kita baik sebagai pribadi maupun bersama dalam Gereja atau umat Allah menjadi bagian dari Tubuh itu. Setiap orang terbaptis wajib mengambil bagian di dalam diri Yesus Kristus. Tanda yang kita pakai dalam mengartikan dan membuatnya hidup selalu di dalam diri kita ialah Ekaristi, yang berwujud pada roti yang kita santap. Tidak ada ekaristi untuk memaknai persekutuan jika tanpa roti dan tanpa memiliki maknanya sebagai makanan. Sebagai makanan rohani, manfaatnya tentu saja mendukung dan menciptakan kehidupan. Sabda Tuhan dan Ekaristi yang selalu kita rayakan harus dapat menumbuhkan raga dan jiwa kita. Jika tidak, berarti bisa saja kita sedang mengalami krisis di dalam iman kita. Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa... Ya Tuhan, kuatkanlah hasrat kami akan Sabda-Mu yang menjadi makanan yang tak akan habis. Jadikanlah kami pewarta-pewarta Firman-Mu yang bertanggung jawab. Bapa kami ... Dalam nama Bapa ...

Dibawakan oleh Rini, Hendry, Tirto dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Yesaya 62: 1-5; Mazmur tg 96: 1-2a.2b-3.7-8a.9-10ac; 1 Korintus 12: 4-11; Yohanes 2: 1-11 HIDUP YANG BERISI, BUKAN KOSONG   Tema renungan kita pada hari Minggu ke-2 masa biasa ini ialah: Hidup Yang Berisi, Bukan Kosong. Penciptaan alam semesta oleh Tuhan yang maha kuasa adalah dari ketiadaan, kehampaan, kosong. Tuhan tidak perlu bahan dasar atau materi mentah. Ia hanya memakai Sabda-Nya, dengan cukup menyebutkan barang itu untuk berada, maka beradalah dia. Maka sejak terjadinya penciptaan itu, seluruh isi langit dan bumi membentuk apa yang disebut creature beings, atau ciptaan.   Dengan demikian hidup dan keadaan alam semesta ialah berisi, bukan kosong. Hidup kita sebagai manusia ada isinya, tak ada satu pun manusia yang kosong atau hampa. Meskipun psikolog Schopenhauer mengatakan bahwa pribadi manusia itu bagai kertas kosong, ini tidak sepenuhnya benar. Ia tidak melihat manusia dalam keseluruhan dirinya. Ia hanya melihat dari segi kognitif saja.   Walaupun entah gurauan entah sindirian serius misalnya di dalam diskusi, seseorang dicap kepalanya kosong untuk mengatakan bahwa ia bodoh sekali, anggapan ini juga sebenarnya tidak benar. Ia hanya melihat diri manusia pada satu aspek saja. Padahal pribadi secara keseluruhan adalah jasmani dan rohani, serta seluruh sejarah hidupnya. Jadi hidup kita sebenarnya berisi dan bukan sekedar bodoh, kurang pengetahuan, keterbelakangan atau kelemahan lainnya.   Hidup kita sangat berisi, atau lebih tepat diri kita sebagai manusia sangat berharga antara lain didasarkan pada alasan-alasan penting yang merupakan pengajaran dari ketiga bacaan dan mazmur tanggapan pada hari ini. Ungkapan terkenal dari Mazmur 8 ayat 5 menyebutkan bahwa begitu spesialnya manusia sehingga Tuhan Allah memperhatikannya. Ini diperkuat lagi seruan mazmur tanggapan hari ini bahwa kemuliaan dan kehebatan Tuhan dinyatakan dalam setiap manusia dan suku bangsa.   Hidup dan diri kita sungguh berisi dengan hikmat Allah, atau wisdom, karena seperti yang dikatakan nabi Yesaya, Tuhan menjadikan diri kita masing-masing berkenan kepada-Nya sebagai kekasih-Nya. Ini bagaikan perkawinan pria dan wanita. Diri kita sungguh spesial maka Tuhan memilih untuk bersama kita. Dengan lebih spesial lagi, di dalam diri kita dikaruniakan talenta dan panggilan-panggilan yang sangat pribadi. Maka seorang imam mengambil bagian imamnya Tuhan. Seorang pendoa dan pembawa mujizat mengambil bagian kuasa mujizatnya Tuhan. Seorang pekerja dan pelayan mengambil bagian Tuhan sebagai pekerja dan pelayan.   Hidup dan diri kita berisi karena kita dibaharui dan terus-menerus berada dalam pembaharuan demi mencapai kesempurnaan. Kita bagaikan anggur baru yang dibaharui dari air atau dari anggur lama, dan akan terus-menerus demikian. Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa... Ya Tuhan Yesus, baharuilah kami supaya diri kami senantiasa menjadi seperti diri-Mu. Bapa kami... Dalam nama Bapa ....

Dibawakan oleh Tirto, Rini, Hendry dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Yesaya 60: 1-6; Mazmur tg 72: 1-2.7-8.10-11.12-13; Efesus 3: 2-3a.5-6; Matius 2: 1-12 TERANG TUHAN TERBIT ATAS KITA   Renungan kita pada hari Minggu, Hari Raya Penampakan Tuhan ini bertema: Terang Tuhan Terbit Atas Kita. Kejadian lebih dari 2000 tahun lalu mengenai kunjungan tiga orang majus dari Timur kepada bayi Yesus di Bethlehem, yang terbaring dalam palungan hewan, memaknai penampakan Tuhan Yesus Kristus kepada Dunia. Makna yang pertama ialah Yesus tampak sebagai raja. Seorang raja, apalagi yang merupakan utusan dari Allah, sangat dihormati dan disembah oleh semua pihak yang memiliki iman kepada Allah.   Raja ini tidak bisa disetarakan dengan raja mana pun di dunia, yang mendapatkan kekuasaan itu baik melalui warisan maupun dengan menang perang melawan musuh. Martabat Raja Kristus datang dari Surga sehingga posisinya netral dan berada di atas semua raja atau penguasa dunia. Karena itu Ia paling tepat disebut Raja dari Surga, yang merupakan Matahari bagi dunia, sehingga Ia adalah terang bagi kita semua.   Peristiwa Natal, baik yang pertama maupun yang dikenangkan setiap tahun, menegaskan tentang terang yang terbit atas kita semua. Semua orang dari segala penjuru dunia dapat melihatnya, karena Ia seperti Matahari bagi segenap alam semesta. Ia adalah terang yang bercahaya sepanjang masa, menjangkau setiap sudut muka bumi, dan merajai setiap pribadi manusia. Setiap manusia yang terbuka hatinya kepada kekuasaan dan rahmat Tuhan, mendapatkan daya tarik yang begitu kuat sehingga mereka datang bertemu dan menyembah-Nya.   Sedangkan mereka yang tertutup mata-hatinya, yang hanya memahaminya sebagai ancaman bagi kemapanan, kenyamanan, dan kekuasaan mereka di dunia, akan menghadapi raja Yesus Kristus sebagai musuh yang harus disingkirkan. Herodes mewakili penguasa dan stabilitas duniawi dalam arus yang melawan Kerajaan Yesus Kristus. Hal ini membawa kita kepada makna penampakan Tuhan yang kedua, ialah sebuah penampakan diferensiasi. Merek atau label untuk Yesus Kristus ialah serba bersahaja supaya tetap sebagai Anak Domba Allah yang melayani, bahkan sampai mengorbankan diri-Nya.   Diferensiasi ini mengungkapkan preferensi Tuhan Yesus untuk melayani. Ia sangat berbeda dari semua penguasa atau raja di dunia yang berorientasi kekuasaan, mengumpulkan kekuatan dan harta, serta harus dilayani. Mereka semua terbukti berakhir karena termakan usia dan waktu di bumi ini. Tiga orang Majus memberikan bayi Yesus persembahan istimewa mereka, ini adalah inspirasi bagi setiap dari kita. Sekiranya kita ingin berbuat yang sama, selayaknya kita persembahkan diri kita seutuhnya dan setulusnya. Kita ingin berada di dalam kerajaan-Nya, kini dan sepanjang masa. Kita menikmati dan merawat bersama kerajaan-Nya itu. Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama... Ya Yesus Kristus, buatlah kami saksi-saksi-Mu yang benar dan bertanggung jawab. Bapa kami... Dalam nama Bapa...

"Şəhər adamı"nda qonaq olan iqtisadçı Fərhad Pərvizi ilə iqtisadiyyat anlayışından, uşaqların iqtisadi biliklərini formalaşdırmaq üçün diqqət etməli olduğumuz məqamlardan və digər maraqlı nüanslardan  danışdıq.

Miracle – RINI

"Zaman maşını"nda qonağımız olan müğənni Pəriyar Məhəmmədova ilə rok musiqidən danşdıq.

Dibawakan oleh Rini, Hendry, Tirto dan Pater Peter, SDB dari Komunitas Pukat Labuan Bajo di Keuskupan Labuan Bajo, Indonesia. Mikha 5: 1-4a; Mazmur tg 80: 2ac.3b.15-16.18-19; Ibrani 10: 5-10; Lukas 1: 39-45 TUBUH KRISTUS, TUBUH YANG MAHA KUASA   Tema renungan kita pada hari Minggu Adven ke-4 ini ialah: Tubuh Kristus, Tubuh Yang Maha Kuasa. Menjelang perayaan besar kita, Hari Raya Natal, sangat tepat kalau kita merenungkan sedikit tentang Tubuh Kristus. Tradisi untuk mempersiapkan kandang Natal merupakan sesuatu yang selalu melengkapi kesibukan umat Katolik. Persiapan kandang Natal dilakukan baik di gereja-gereja maupun di rumah-rumah keluarga.   Ada dua remaja kakak dan adiknya diminta orang tua mereka untuk membeli palungan dan bayi Yesus di toko rohani, sebab palungan dan bayi Yesus yang lama sudah rusak dan tidak layak dipakai. Ada banyak pilihan di toko tersebut. Setelah mereka berdua menyeleksi dari semua yang ada, dipilihlah bayi Yesus dengan wajah yang dihiasi senyuman ceria. Kedua remaja itu sangat senang memandang wajah bayi Yesus itu.   Pada hari Natal, setiap orang dan keluarganya masing-masing perlu selalu memandang bayi itu, terutama di rumah masing-masing, karena dari sana keluar suka cita dan damai yang tidak akan berhenti. Hal ini sungguh mengisyaratkan bahwa tubuh Yesus itu begitu perkasa, luar biasa, dan maha kuasa. Tubuh itu ditetapkan Tuhan Allah untuk menjadi tubuh sebuah kerajaan yang tidak ada tandingannya di mana pun di dunia ini. Tubuh itu adalah Sabda Allah yang menjadi manusia.   Tubuh itu Maha Kuasa karena penuh dengan Roh Kudus. Ia hadir di dunia sejak pembuahan di dalam rahim perawan Maria oleh Roh Kudus. Maria membawa tubuh itu untuk mengunjungi Elisabet. Roh yang sama di dalam Maria, memecahkan misteri sehingga Elisabet bersuka cita dan Yohanes di dalam kandungannya melonjak kegirangan. Maria pun bersuka ria untuk menyampaikan rasa syukur dan pujiannya kepada Allah, dan kita mengenal ungkapan imannya itu sebagai magnifikat.   Tubuh itu akhirnya lahir dalam sebuah keadaan hina, miskin dan sangat rendah, di sebuah kota kecil Bethlehem, yang oleh nubuat Mika sebagai kota terkecil di antara kaum Yehuda. Kota terkecil melingkungi bayi mungil yang kecil. Tetapi Roh Kudus menggerakkan semua pihak dari surga dan bumi supaya menyambut tubuh itu. Termasuk di sini ialah tiga orang majus yang membawa persembahan berharga untuk menyembah tubuh tersebut yang masih berbaring di palungan.   Roh Kudus berada di dalam tubuh itu, dari masa kanak-kanak Yesus yang penuh ajaib hingga Ia dewasa dalam pewartaan-Nya membangun Kerajaan Allah. Ia menggantikan bangunan bait suci yang hilang dalam waktu, dengan tubuh-Nya yang mati di salib demi menyelamatkan umat manusia. Di tubuh Gereja itu, ada tubuh Ekaristi yang menghidupkan semua anggotanya, dalam setiap zaman. Terima kasih Tubuh Kristus. Marilah kita berdoa. Dalam nama Bapa... Ya Yesus Kristus, buatlah kami kudus ketika kami menerima Tubuh-Mu di dalam Ekaristi. Kemuliaan kepada Bapa dan Putra dan Roh Kudus ... Dalam nama Bapa ...

Maysnow is a metal band from Lecce, Italy that was founded in 2016 by Daniele Rini and Roberto Vergallo. The band was created in memory of their friend Mimmo Angelini. Over the years, the project has involved numerous musicians, played live all over Italy, and released several important records. Their debut album ‘The Unexpected' was released in 2020, and four years later, the follow-up, ‘A Dream Within a Dream' was released via Sleaszy Rider Records. An album that features Daniel Cavanagh (Anathema, Weather Systems) and Ragnar Zolberg (Pain of Salvation, Sign). It is this album that was up for discussion in this interview with Daniele and Roberto, who offered insight into its creative process, the time and work that went into making it a reality, what it means to them to see it released, the direction that are heading in now, and so much more. Find out more here: https://maysnow.it/ Website: https://gbhbl.com/ LinkTree: https://linktr.ee/gbhbl Ko-Fi (Buy us a coffee): https://ko-fi.com/gbhbl Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/GBHBL Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/gbhbl/ Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/gbhbl.com Threads: https://www.threads.net/@gbhbl Twitter: https://twitter.com/GBHBL_Official TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@gbhbl Contact: gbhblofficial@gmail.com Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/gbhbl Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/5A4toGR0qap5zfoR4cIIBo Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/hr/podcast/the-gbhbl-podcasts/id1350465865 Intro/Outro music created by HexedRiffsStudios YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCKSpZ6roX36WaFWwQ73Cbbg Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/hexedriffsstudio

Send us a textOn this episode, Dan speaks with author and perfumer Rini Puccetti about her groundbreaking planner, designed to merge logical layout with emotional well-being. This planner is a game-changer for anyone seeking to bring clarity and balance into their daily routine. Key Topics:Rini's inspiration behind creating the planner.The unique integration of a logical layout with an emotional well-being focus.Introduction to the exclusive Emotional Vocabulary Chart, which helps users track their moods, identify triggers, and articulate feelings with precision.Practical tips from Rini on how to use the planner effectively.Dan also welcomes a surprise guest you may know quite well.Guest Information:Rini Puccetti: Author and perfumer known for her innovative work.Social Media: FacebookBook Availability: Find the book at Amazon.com.au: Miss Rini: books, biography, latest updatePlease come join us on our socials where we are very much present. We very much want you to share your stories and opinions. Join our public and private pages to start the discussion.Public Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/latetothepartypodcastPrivate Facebook group at https://www.facebook.com/groups/1168470233702726Email us at latetothepartyasd@gmail.comInstagram page - https://www.instagram.com/latetothepartyasd/Website at https://latetotheparty.buzzsprout.com

Wenn wir in der Zeit zum Jahresende irgendwo zwischen "Schnell noch alles erledigen" und "Endlich wird es ruhiger" hin- und herpendeln, kann es bisweilen ganz schön stressig werden. Wie können wir als Selbstständige unser Businessjahr gut abschließen, ohne uns zu überfordern und wie auch achtsam ins neue Businessjahr kommen? In dieser Folge spreche ich mit Achtsamkeits-Coach Rini Pegka unter anderem darüber: Was stresst uns als Menschen, als Selbstständige besonders? Was bedeuten Achtsamkeit und digitale Achtsamkeit? Wie können wir sie schulen? Wie können wir unser Marketing achtsamer gestalten und welche Rolle spielt Social Media dabei? Wie können uns die nahenden Raunächte dabei helfen, den Übergang ins neue Jahr zu begehen? Und was macht diese Zeit eigentlich mit uns? Wenn du möchtest, hör sehr gerne rein in unser Gespräch mit einer guten Prise Ruhe, Inspiration und Magie für die letzten Tage dieses (Business-)Jahres, sowie für einen guten Start ins neue für dich. Tipp: In ihrem Buch "Raunächte für Anfänger" bietet Rini unter anderem Journaling-Fragen für diese Zeit an. 3 davon hat sie uns als Geschenk mitgebracht. Hier sind sie: Rückblick: Welche Erfahrungen und Erkenntnisse des vergangenen Jahres haben mich beruflich und persönlich weitergebracht? Was möchte ich bewusst mit ins neue Jahr nehmen und wovon verabschiede ich mich? Gegenwart: Wie fühle ich mich jetzt am Übergang zum neuen Jahr in Bezug auf meine Selbstständigkeit? Welche Erfolge und Herausforderungen kann ich annehmen, ohne mich unter Druck zu setzen? Blick ins neue Jahr: Welche Werte und Prioritäten möchte ich im kommenden Jahr in den Mittelpunkt stellen? Wie kann ich achtsam und Schritt für Schritt an den Zielen arbeiten, die mir wirklich wichtig sind? Mehr über Rini und ihre Arbeit findest du auf ihrer Website www.rinipegka.com, auch ihre Bücher findest du dort. Hier zusätzlich der Direktlink zu "Raunächte für Anfänger" bei Amazon (Werbelink zu Amazon). Ein sehr schönes Geschenk an liebe Menschen oder eben auch dich selbst. Mehr über mich und meine Arbeit findest du auf meiner Website www.sonjamahr.de Schau gerne mal bei uns vorbei! Hinweis: Diese Folge enthält Werbung, da wir auch über das Buch meines Gastes sprechen. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Hat dir diese Folge gefallen? Das freut mich! Wenn du möchtest, kannst du mir ganz einfach helfen, den Podcast sichtbarer zu machen, indem du ihm eine positive 5-Sterne-Bewertung schenkst. Das hilft mir, mehr Menschen mit dem Thema "Marketing ohne Marktgeschrei" zu erreichen und kostet dich nur einen kleinen Augenblick. Danke dir sehr, wenn du dir diesen Moment nimmst! Bewerten auf Spotify geht so: Klicke auf den Podcast (nicht auf die einzelne Folge), indem du in der App auf die drei Punkte oben rechts klickst und dann auf "Zum Podcast." Dort nach ganz oben, erneut auf die drei Punkte und auf "Show bewerten" klicken. Dann kannst du auch schon die Sterne anklicken, sodass sie farblich ausgefüllt sind) und gehst auf "Absenden." Bei Apple Podcasts kommst du über den Text "Bewerten" zu den Rezensionen. Wenn du in der Folgenübersicht bist einfach runterscrollen, dann tauchen die leeren Sterne auf und du kannst sie mittels Klick auffüllen und bewerten. In anderen Apps funktioniert es meist recht ähnlich. Diese Funktion ist manchmal leider etwas versteckt, aber eine tolle Unterstützung und Wertschätzung meiner Arbeit. Deshalb von Herzen vielen Dank!

Charles Rini was a suburban father and businessman who vanished on March 30, 1981 after leaving his home to meet someone. Could his ties to the Cleveland Mafia and selling diamonds be the reason he disappeared? In this episode, 19 News investigative reporter Sara Goldenberg goes into the theories behind Rini's mysterious disappearance and the dismantling of the mob by the federal government in the 1980s. If you have any information regarding the disappearance of Charles Rini, call the Moreland Hills Police Department at 440-248-7585.

What can business leaders learn from the high-stakes world of professional motorsports? Find out, in this conversation between Thinkydoers host Sara Lobkovich (whose "other life" is in professional motorcycle road racing) and organizational change expert Jurriaan Kamer, co-author of "Formula X: How to Reach Extreme Acceleration in Your Organization" and his new release, "Unblock: Clear the Way for Results and Develop a Thriving Organization." We cover a lot of ground here -- from how pro racing teams approaches to goal clarity, mistake recovery, and rhythmic learning can transform your leadership practice, to creating blame-free cultures, and mastering the art of strategic alignment. In this lively and engaging conversation, you'll discover how racing's high-performance, high-stakes principles can accelerate your business performance—whether you're a motorsports fan or not. Episode Highlights: Three core principles business can learn from racing teams: Crystal-clear goals and their role in driving focus Balanced autonomy and alignment in high-performing teams Rhythmic learning: how racing teams turn every moment into an opportunity for improvement Creating blame-free cultures in high-stakes environments The power of "even over" statements in explicit prioritization Decision-making frameworks: understanding "hats, haircuts, and tattoos" How consent and choice drive organizational ownership Notable Quotes: "Failure avoidance is more dangerous than failure recovery." - Jurriaan Kamer "If you look at Formula 1 teams [...] execution is not 99% of the thing. They understand that everything they do is an opportunity to reflect and improve. These meetings, these rituals, are built into their cadence. It's not something somebody has to plan - it's just part of how they operate." - Jurriaan Kamer "If you try to convince a group of people, the first thing you need to do is not tell them why you think you're right, but ask them what they think is going to go wrong. And then you can start to build conviction together." - Jurriaan Kamer "We have to take a systemic perspective when things go wrong... As an outsider, you think 'Oh, this person needs to be fired, because they blew the chances of a victory.' Which is just very short-term focused because [mistakes] will repeat [themselves] if you don't understand all the factors that were at play." - Jurriaan Kamer Guest Information:  Jurriaan Kamer is an organizational change expert based in the Netherlands and author of "Formula X: How to Reach Extreme Acceleration in Your Organization" and "Unblock." Drawing from his unique access to professional car-racing teams and extensive experience with self-managing organizations, he helps leaders worldwide create high-performing, adaptable organizations. Jurriaan's Resources Mentioned: Formula X: How to Reach Extreme Acceleration in Your Organization (Book by Rini van Solingen and Jurriaan Kamer) Unblock: Clear the Way for Results and Develop a Thriving Organization (Book by Jurriaan Kamer) Website: jurriaankamer.com Unblock book website: unblockbook.net Sara's Links and Resources: Join this Fall's Goal Fridays free live series: https://findrc.co/goalfridays Join Sara's Email Newsletter: https://findrc.co/newsletter Email Sara at hello@redcurrantco.com Other Free No-BS OKRs Resources: Access all free resources Thinkydoers (not-just-an OKR podcast) Home Page: https://saralobkovich.com/thinkydoers-pod Follow CW Moto Racing on Instagram: https://instagram.com/cw_moto Find full show notes and the episode transcript via https://findrc.co/thinkydoers !

Die Auswirkungen sozialer Medien auf unser Gehirn und Verhalten werden häufig immer noch unterschätzt – und das Thema der digitalen Achtsamkeit war wahrscheinlich noch nie so relevant wie heute. Um genau darüber zu sprechen, habe ich Rini Pegka als Gast in meinen Podcast eingeladen. Rini bringt über 20 Jahre Erfahrung im Marketing mit und ist außerdem Life Coachin, Meditations- und Yogalehrerin. Sie unterstützt vor allem selbstständige Frauen dabei, Stress effektiv zu bewältigen und sich durch achtsame Selbstfürsorge mehr Ruhe und Ausgeglichenheit im beruflichen und privaten Alltag zu schaffen und einen bewussteren und gesünderen Umgang mit Smartphone, Social Media & Co. zu finden. Im Interview sprechen wir darüber, was digitaler Stress eigentlich ist, wie er unser Nervensystem und unser Leben im Allgemeinen beeinflusst und was wir konkret tun können, um achtsamer mit digitalen Medien umzugehen. Rini tellt außerdem sechs Anzeichen mit uns, die darauf hinweisen, dass wir uns in Richtung eines Suchtverhaltens bei der Nutzung von Social Media bewegen könnten. Sie gibt auch konkrete Tipps, wie Selbständige digitale Achtsamkeit praktizieren können und welche Alternativen neben Social Media Marketing gut funktionieren. Alles Liebe und viel Spaß beim Anhören, Britta     MEHR ÜBER RINI PEGKA Website Rini's Bücher Digitale Achtsamkeit für Selbstständige Raunächte für Anfänger      ERGÄNZENDE LINKS NeuroEmbodiment Online-Retreat ➔ zur Anmeldung NeuroEmbodied Soul Centering® (NESC) Coaching-Ausbildung: https://www.nesc-coaching.com/coaching-ausbildung/ 3-teiliges Video-Training: Die Neurobiologie echter Transformation: https://www.nesc-coaching.com/video-training   BEWERTE DEN PODCAST Ich würde mich riesig freuen, wenn du den Podcast auf iTunes bewertest und eine Rezension hinterlässt. Das hilft, dass der Podcast von Anderen noch leichter gefunden werden kann und dass noch mehr Leute Zugang zu den Themen bekommen. Vielen Dank schon mal dafür!

HORROR WITH SIR. STURDY EPISODE 520: SATAN'S SLAVES COMMUNION (2022)

We're ending our journey with X-Men ‘97 on a high note, and Sailor Moon's swan song is coming up soon! Rini gets a bold new look, Gambit gets deep in his feelings, and Austin has some exciting new business updates about his latest investment.THIS WEEK'S EPISODESSailor Moon (DIC) Episode 78, “The Birth of Wicked Lady”X-Men ‘97 Season 1 Episode 5, “Remember It”Join our Discord! https://discord.gg/StaYgR7HW2Support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/satamtuesdays Our Website: http://www.satamtuesdays.com/The Hosts: Andrew Eric Davison, Austin Bridges, Rory VoieAudio Production: Andrew Eric Davison

This week, I talk with Carinn Jade about her deliciously twisty thriller The Astrology House.  We dive into her lifelong interest in astrology, the inspiration for the book, and exploring fate vs free will.Check out the Pop Fiction Women podcast too!The Astrology House SynopsisMargot needs a minute. She's been working eighty-hour weeks as a newly minted partner at her law firm. She's disconnected from her brother, the only family she has left. And she's still not pregnant after years of trying.Stars Harbor Astrological Retreat promises rest, relaxation, and wisdom for Margot and her friends. With Instagram-worthy views and nightly astrology readings in an impeccably restored waterfront Victorian house, this resort should be the ultimate getaway.For Margot's brother, Adam, it's the perfect opportunity to invigorate his romantic life and inspire his writing. But his wife, Aimee, hides the darkness of her past with a beautiful social media feed. Their friend, Farah, is a successful doctor who cannot admit that she's losing control.Yet no one holds a greater secret than their astrologer host, Rini. She has a plan for her guests, and one of them won't be leaving Stars Harbor alive. 

Eu sou a Ju e este é o nosso podcast Falar Português Brasileiro. É claro que quero desejar uma ótima semana para todos vocês que escutam esse conteúdo semanalmente. Estou muito feliz hoje! Muito feliz por ter conseguido um espacinho na agenda de uma pessoa muito querida!  No episódio passado falei sobre os 150 anos da imigração italiana aqui no Brasil. Neste episódio ... gente ... deu certinho! Você ouviu o episódio passado? Neste episódio conversei com um italiano apaixonado pelo Brasil em todos os sentidos ... música, paisagem, idioma, gastronomia ... Bom ... hoje, não vou fazer nenhum tipo de publicidade, nem vou dizer sobre o curso de português apenas para mulheres! Você pode acessar a minha página falarportuguesbrasileiro.com Como eu disse ... tenho um convidado para o episódio de hoje, sim... um convidado italiano muito querido! Ele é Ph.D em engenharia elétrica e  Ph.D em física. Ter 2 phds não é para qualquer pessoa. Atualmente, é editor da revista de física e também professor adjunto de redação e comunicação científica na Universidade de Nova York. Matteo Rini, chegou até os 30 minutos de conversação falando pouquinho, bem baixinho ... hoje faz até piada em português. Imita sotaques brasileiros, coloca apelidos nos colegas. Tudo muito divertido e muito leve. Foi com essa leveza que ouvi atentamente a fala do pesquisador. Penso que foi a primeira ou uma das poucas vezes que pude conversar com o cientista. Pegue o seu papel ou abra o seu app para as anotações. Você ficará surpreso com esta aula. Vamos ouvir?   --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/falar-portuguesbrasileiro/support

The journey continues! X-Men ‘97 explores a two-fer approach that features our least-favorite recurring alien, and Sailor Moon sees what hap-pens when Rini gets re-kidnapped and everyone fails to notice.THIS WEEK'S EPISODESX-Men ‘97 Season 1 Episode 4, “Motendo/Lifedeath Pt 1”Sailor Moon (DIC) Episode 77, “Jealousy's Just Reward”Join our Discord! https://discord.gg/StaYgR7HW2Support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/satamtuesdays Our Website: http://www.satamtuesdays.com/The Hosts: Andrew Eric Davison, Austin Bridges, Rory VoieAudio Production: Andrew Eric Davison

On this episode of Reverberations, host Majel Connery and Peni Candra Rini discuss her double album, 'Wulansih' and 'Wani.' Candra Rini, who is from Indonesia, talks about her stylistic flexibility, vocal abilities, and the diverse regional influences in her music. She also addresses the recurring theme of climate change in her work and her ambition to become one of the few prominent female composers from her country.Support the show

Get ready to unwind and chill to the soulful vibes on 'Chillmode' with Metro Beatz! This week, enjoy the smoothest R&B and slow jam tunes that will soothe your soul. This week unwind to the melodies of Jaz Karis, WanMor, Odeal, Tyla, De La Soul, Rini, Babyface, Daniel Caesar, Bobby Brown and many more incredible artists! Tune in every Sunday night at 10pm for the ultimate chill-out session exclusively on mocradio.com. Let Metro Beatz be your guide as he curates a mesmerizing playlist made for relaxation & chill. Whether you're winding down the weekend or seeking a soothing escape, 'Chillmode' is the perfect soundtrack to set the mood.

Tune in to 'Music Discovery Radio' hosted by Metro Beatz, for fresh new music releases. Join us every Sunday evening from 6pm to 8pm (EST) on mocradio.com for a new music journey. In this week's episode, Metro spins an all new lineup of new music from Mary J. Blige, Metro Beatz, Shawn Mendes, Quavo x Lenny Kravitz, Clean Bandit, Mahalia, Will Smith, LL Cool J, Rini, Moby and many more. Prepare for an eclectic mix of genres and be the first to discover the hottest new tunes hitting the airwaves.

Dans cette saison de La Traque, découvrez comment l'affaire Jacky Le Mat s'est inscrite de manière indélébile dans l'histoire judiciaire française. De ses premiers pas dans le monde de la délinquance à l'ascension vertigineuse vers des crimes bien plus graves. Découvrez comment Jacques Imbert est devenu l'une des plus importantes figures du grand banditisme français et comment la police française a, durant de nombreuses années, tenté de le mettre sous les barreaux.  Vengeance sur le clan Guérini. Après plusieurs passages en prison pour des petits délits, Jacky Le Mat est passé dans la cour des grands. Proche du grand banditisme français, il devient très vite le protégé de grands noms du milieu. Mais après l'assassinat de celui qu'il considérait comme son père, Jacques n'a qu'une seule idée en tête, venger sa mort, et si possible se débarrasser de tous ceux qui entravent sa route… Crédits : Production : Bababam  Textes : Pierre Serisier Voix : Anne Cosmao, Aurélien Gouas Montage : Jean-Gabriel Rassat En partenariat avec Upday.   Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Rini and Ash kick Lucas out of the band and take over this episode of the podcast! What memories are associated with these tracks? Are they any good? Check it out! IG: https://www.instagram.com/ebpcast/?hl=en Podcast Website: https://anchor.fm/lucas-indrikovs0 Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCaXJwMl2HWRhXCOmcf5Y8dg Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/7aAOPfmSbV9aJkdrKPYbWl?si=e46eb010fabb4258

Discover how Rini, a yoga teacher, transitioned from a 17-year corporate career to pursuing her passion for yoga. Despite her shyness, Rini began teaching yoga eight months ago, starting with private classes that boosted her confidence. She then transitioned to subbing classes, seizing opportunities, and gradually building her teaching career. Rini shares her journey of discovering yoga in 2017 in Singapore, initially as a physical practice that positively transformed her reactions and life balance, especially during COVID-19. Balancing her corporate job and yoga teaching, Rini managed to expand her classes from once a week to three times a week. She emphasizes the importance of preparation and self-care, customizing sequences for her students and incorporating inspirations from other teachers. Rini also brings a personal touch to her classes by playing the guitar and considering singing after class, though she is mindful of setting expectations. The conversation highlights Rini's growth and the gradual approach to transitioning careers. She advises new teachers to start small, reach out to studio owners, sub classes, and be patient in the process. Rini encourages listeners to take leaps, notice opportunities, and balance passion with financial stability, sharing her own healing journey of stepping out of her comfort zone. Connect with Rini on Instagram to follow her inspiring journey. Episode Chapters: 00:00 - Grounding and Gratitude: A Meditation Exercise 03:13 - Rini's Yoga Journey: From Bali to Teaching 05:36 - The Path to Becoming a Yoga Teacher: Rini's Inspiring Journey 07:52 - The Boss Lady Behind the Yoga Teacher 10:02 - The Impact of Yoga on Work and Relationships 11:51 - How to Build Confidence as a Yoga Teacher 16:13 - Improving Language Skills for Teaching Yoga 18:19 - How I Taught My First Yoga Class 21:35 - Becoming a Yoga Teacher: Challenges and Opportunities 31:02 - Create Your Own Yoga Sequence 31:46 - Byron's Advice on Sharing Musical Talent 33:13 - Dreams of Transitioning to Yoga Teaching: A Journey of Balance and Success 36:56 - Find Healing and Inspiration Through Taking Leaps Rini's Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/riniraharjanti/

FinaleIn 7 parts, based on the posts by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novel. I stood there, my arm around Hosi for what seemed forever, my fingers lightly caressing the soft skin of her back, ribs, and breast. We watched the water flow in a graceful arc into the fountain. I was…what can I say...overjoyed…elated…thrilled…ecstatic? Hosi had told me I was going to be a dad again. I had Kela who I loved to pieces and Davy who was just a helpless infant, and now another was on the way. It reaffirmed my desire to make sure the valley would last as it was forever. I realized, not for the first time, how rich I really was. I had clean clear air to breathe, fresh delicious water to drink, wholesome food in quantity, a community where people lived in harmony, helped each other, and loved each other both physically and spiritually, and most of all a beautiful sexy wife who loved me unconditionally. What else could anyone ask for?Now that we had handled the challenges of the slavers and the poachers it was time to get back to our daily lives. We would still maintain our patrols—there was no substitute for vigilance although I had some thoughts on how we could discourage interlopers. It was gory, really a disgusting idea, but I was pretty sure it would keep trespassers away. I'd take the necessary steps later in the week, but first we needed to have a meeting of the men and their lovers.I gathered all the new men in the dining hall. We'd already had some meetings to discuss how they were adjusting to life here, but Hosi wanted to know how they were doing sexually. She considered that to be a critical part of their adjustment to life in the valley. I tried to explain that they were unlikely to go into much detail—it just wasn't something that was done in our society, but Hosi was not to be deterred. I called the meeting to order, asked the servers for some juice and fresh rolls and began my explanation, “Umm…uhh…I don't really know where to begin so I think I'll just repeat what Hosi told me—she wants the details of your sex lives here in the valley.”“What? If I tell you that I'll probably kiss my lover good-bye.” It was Harry who, after a life of kidding and joking had finally become serious. His explanation was simple—“I was always insecure, especially with women. Here I'm actually in demand and I have my pick, although I don't think I could ever find anyone who could beat Sila. She's incredible.”“I have to agree, David,” Gene added, “I know everything here is pretty open, but Tama would break my headin two if I blabbed about what we do in bed. Shouldn't that be private?”All the men agreed. They'd speak candidly about anything…anything but their sex lives. I laughed and laughed. “If you can keep quiet…really quiet, just follow me.” We removed our sandals and tiptoed down the hall toward the throne room. The women, all the lovers, were meeting there with Hosi and their conversation was anything but chaste.“Oh, my Queen,” Tama began, “I just love it when Gene makes love to me. We always bathe first. I wash his body and I pay extra special attention to his penis and his ass. I love to watch his face when I stick my finger in there. Gene squeals like a pig, but it makes him so hard. Then I lead him back to our house. I usually hold his penis all the way.” The other women were giggling non-stop at Tama's remarks. “When we get home I pick him up and lay him on the bed. I lean down and let him suckle my breast. He is just like a little boy...a little boy with a great big penis. I stroke his penis and rub his testicles. He also loves to put his finger into my vagina. I tell you, my Queen, he makes me so wet down there. Eventually, I can't take any more and I cover him with my body. I rub his penis into my slit and when it's nice and wet I slide it into me. I am a big woman, but I am very tight town there and I love how Gene stretches me. I feel all tingly and then I begin to ride him. Gene holds on to my hips and drives that big penis into me with incredible force. He may be a small man, but he is very strong. Sometimes when he spurts he will actually lift me this much (she spread her hands more than a foot apart) off the bed. I lie on him until we are both rested and then I love to lick his penis until it is clean.”I turned to Gene who was just as red as red can be. He stumbled forward into the throne room before I had a chance to stop him. “Tama! How could you? I thought you loved me.” He fell, crying unashamedly, to the floor. Tama reacted immediately, her hands flying to her face. “Oh, Gene! I am so sorry!” She rushed to his side, caressing him to her breast. “Oh, Gene…oh, Gene,” she repeated over and over. It wasn't long before she was crying as much as he was.I looked at Hosi; she was clearly upset. I shrugged my shoulders, telling her I knew it wasn't a great idea. She walked to Tama and Gene, “Take him home…make love to him. I know you still love each other. This was all my fault.” Tama picked up Gene, carrying him in her arms as he cried into her large firm breasts. She soothed him with her words and kisses.Hosi dismissed the remaining tribeswomen; they paired up with their men and walked slowly out of the palace still stricken by what they had witnessed. I took Hosi by the hand, looked her in the eyes, and kissed her. “I tried to tell you. In our society people just don't talk so openly about sex. They all but refused to talk to me so I thought I'd bring them up here with the women. I'm sorry. I didn't think….”“Hush, David. We both know this was my idea and it was a bad one. Let's go back to our quarters. I need something from you.” She grinned and reached into my pocket, finding my flaccid cock. She grinned even wider when I began to harden immediately under her touch. “I'm glad you're not angry with me.” She pulled my by the cock to our bed.Hosi stripped off my shirt and shorts; I'd given up wearing underwear long, long ago. She removed my shoes and socks (these I did insist on wearing) and pushed me back onto the bed. “Pushy today, aren't you?” I teased. She gave me a smirk as she removed her skirt and the undergarment I now referred to as a G-string, something Hosi never understood, but to be honest, neither did I. She slipped out of her sandals and slid next to me. We held each other, me savoring the incredibly warmth of her skin, she loving the feeling of the hair on my chest rubbing against her naked swollen breasts.Hosi kissed me briefly and pulled away to nuzzle my ear--lick and nibble my lobe—while her hand explored my body. She knew her way around very well, finding my hard erect cock in only seconds. She rubbed up and down the shaft, enjoying the soft, smooth skin in her hand. Cock in hand she climbed onto my body. Hosi rubbed me into her moist slit; I gasped from the elation I was feeling—the hot wet soft smooth tissues of her vagina as it stretched around my shaft. She released my ear, shifting her attention to my open needy mouth. Her tongue felt like it was half-way down my throat as her mouth clamped over mine. I raised my hips, driving myself into her core. Now it was Hosi's turn to gasp. She backed off from my mouth to gain freedom of movement; she was always active on my cock. Hosi bent my poor penis into shapes I could never even imagine. However, her motions always did the job for me, just as I always seemed to be able to take care of her. We started out herky-jerky—uncoordinated--but in minutes we were moving together, our actions forcing me deeper and deeper into her. I could feel it—a tiny tingle deep within me. It grew more rapidly than I could ever believe. I looked up at my wife—my lover—my Queen. I could see the rapture in her face. She looked down at me and nodded. I knew then that she was close. I increased my pace, moving wildly until I froze—stock still for almost thirty seconds—until my body exploded in a massive spasm of ecstasy that shook the two of us. Hosi growled as her orgasm struck. It was a low guttural moan that lasted for almost a minute as we shook and shuddered together until she fell onto me, or sweat mingling and pooling on my abdomen.I held my dear wife and kissed her hair…her neck…her shoulder. I looked up at her and whispered, “I love you so much.”Hosi laughed, “Sometimes I think you just love the way I fuck.”“Well, I do love that, too.” She laughed, and then I laughed. We laughed together until we cried. At one point early in Hosi's reign the guards would rush in whenever they heard us, concerned for their Queen's safety. Now, after more than a year they knew it was just a part of our love making.Hosi slipped off me and my cock popped out of her pussy. She leaned against me and closed her eyes, falling swiftly to a relaxing sleep. I lay there thinking…wondering about the men's reactions to what they had seen this morning. In time I too closed my eyes and found slumber.Tama held Gene close as she carried him to their home. She was an Amazon in every sense of the word. At six feet three inches and 180 pounds of rippling muscles, she possessed incredible strength. She could carry a lightweight like Gene who only weighed 140 pounds nonstop for a week. However, she had a soft tender side that loved Gene deeply and completely. She had only spoken about their relationship because she was commanded by her Queen; she would never intentionally hurt Gene in any way.They were several blocks from the palace when Gene stopped crying. Tama immediately drew his lips to her teat. She knew that Gene loved to suckle almost as much as she loved the sensation of his lips tight on her nipple. She was able to hold him in one arm so she stroked his head to calm him as he suckled.Tama lived on the edge of the village. Strong as she was her skills with bow and spear rarely exceeded mediocre and she knew it. As such she had no ambition to ever move beyond her copper skirt and bracelet, furthermore she loved living on the edge of the open grassy plain. Her house overlooked the fields and gardens. The scent of flowers and the other plants filled her house and she found it much more pleasant than the odors that surrounded the plaza—the odor of human and animal sweat and feet and dust.She strode purposefully; she wanted to have Gene to herself to heal his wounds within her vagina. She knew the power her vagina held over Gene. He had admitted it freely—he loved fucking her. He loved dipping his long tongue into her tunnel. At last they passed the final corner and entered. The dim light of the large room was welcoming after the heat of the village streets. The paving stones kept the dust to a minimum, but they were hot in the sun. Gently she laid Gene onto the bed. She leaned down to kiss his neck and cheek. “I love you, Gene. You know I would never hurt you. My Queen commanded me to speak so I had to. Let me show you how much I care for you.”She stepped away, dropped her skirt and the triangle that covered her sex. She could see that it was wet and sticky much more from her arousal than the miniscule effort associated with carrying her diminutive lover through the village. She returned to her lover, caressing his face as she delicately removed his shirt and shorts. His shoes and socks fell to the floor as Tama covered his body with hers. She held his head in her hands and kissed him as she wrapped those muscular arms around his body. In a second she had rolled over, bringing Gene over her, his head resting on her massive breast. Gene sighed as his hard thick eight-inch organ was led to Tama's tight pussy. It was reflex only that told Gene to press forward. His fears were gone—evaporated the very instant that his organ entered her wetness. He pressed forward, driving into her and as he did she knew he was still hers and that he would be forever. Tama rose to meet him, her muscular cunt convulsing with pleasure, squeezing him as only she could. Gene had never experienced success with women in the outside world. That's why he wanted to come with his brother Harry, the jokester—the prankster. He had met Tama almost by accident when she was the only Amazon left to deal with him and his brother.Tama had volunteered to serve the two of them. The assertive Harry had dominated the threesome, but left her unfulfilled. Once Harry had his orgasm he had fallen deeply asleep. Gene took Tama into his mouth and brought her to her very first orgasm. It was the beginning of a long and loving relationship, one which they both prayed would end in their being declared mates.The two danced together, their bodies intertwined and connected by their sex. They were lost in each other as their heat grew—as their love for each other flowered. Suddenly Gene arched his back, ramming his cock deep within Tama's inner being. Hot white semen shot from his cock repeatedly and forcefully as it filled her cunt to overflowing. So much was there that if flowed down her legs to the sheet, drenching it in the slick fluid. Gene's ejaculation was more than enough for Tama. She would have been more than satisfied just to have him cum, but, as usual, his eruption pushed her over the edge into that abyss she loved so much. Her entire body shook and tingled with the ecstasy of her orgasm—what she fervently hoped would be the first of many this memorable day.“I love you, Gene. I hope you know that now. I hope you will always know it.”“I knew it before, my love,” he replied, “I was just so shocked to hear you, but now it makes sense. David wanted all of the men to tell about our love lives, but we refused. In fact, I told him you'd break my head in two if I talked like that.”Now it was Tama's turn to take offense. She feigned injury until Gene's face expressed his concern. Only then did Tama smile and laugh drawing Gene into the mirth. They laughed together for many minutes until she looked into his eyes with fire and lust and he knew it was time for round two.Harry and his woman Sila left the palace shortly after Tama had carried Gene out in her arms. Harry was understandably upset over his brother's reaction. “Explain again, Sila,” he asked, “exactly what was going on that Tama was telling all about their sex life?“It was on the Queen's command, Harry. Tama had no choice. I was very glad that she went before me. I also had to listen to Rini tell about her and Scott. She is very much in love with him, just as I am very much in love with you. But, Harry, I don't understand what the big problem was.”“I suspect it all started with the Puritans. I've read that they were real prudes.”“Who? How could they be prunes? Isn't that a dried fruit?”Harry had to chuckle. Sila was beautiful and oh so sexy, but she knew nothing of the outside world. “The Puritans, Sila, and the word is prude, not prune.” He explained about colonization and the search for religious freedom in the New World. “There are still many who are reluctant to talk about sex and love in our society. Some women even dress and undress in a closet and that's also why making love is usually done in the dark and behind locked doors, although young people tend to ignore those so-called rules.”Had Sila not known Harry she would have been sure he was lying. “What is the point of all that, Harry? Do they not make love naked? Why would they be afraid or ashamed of their bodies?”Harry kissed her nose. She could be a bit dense at times, but she was just so cute—and she was head over heels in love with Harry. “Sweetie, not every woman looks like you or has a body like you. In my country many women are fat—they weigh too much. Often they are really sloppy looking.” He cupped her breasts, a solid C-cup, and continued, “Their breasts sag and sometimes hang down to here.” He pointed to her belly button. “But, they are married to men who love them so I don't know what the big deal is either.”Sila thought for a minute, “I wonder what Tama and Gene are doing?” She sounded serious, but there was that twinkle in her eye—the one that always told Harry that she wanted to be fucked.“Hmmm…probably the same thing I want to do with you.” He took her hand and led her down the lane to her house. Like David and Hosi years ago Harry had his own house across the lane, but, like David, he only used it when he had to fuck the other tribeswomen. Hosi provided laundry services in the form of fresh towels and sheets. Harry was more than willing to fuck the tribeswomen—he felt it was his duty, something he and the other men did to thank the tribe for taking them in and welcoming them to the valley. However, he only made love to Sila. He knew she was gorgeous—in the U.S.A. or Europe she could have easily been a Sports Illustrated swimsuit model, earning millions.Surprisingly--to Harry anyway--Sila didn't consider herself to be anything special—just one of the girls. At just under six feet in height and 135 pounds she had a slender frame with a waspish waist and narrow hips to go with her broad shoulders and large symmetrical breasts. Despite being a breast man in his previous life he considered Sila's best feature to be her tight firm ass—he just loved to stroke and caress her butt.Once in her house he turned and pulled her to him. She tilted her head down and kissed the shorter Harry passionately, her tongue finding his and wrapping around it sinuously. They kissed, holding it for many minutes, edging to the bed inch by inch until the back of Harry's calves struck the frame. This was Sila's cue to lean forward, using her weight to force Harry back until she bounced on him several times playfully. She giggled as she opened his shirt and worked her way down Harry's body, kissing every inch of the way.Harry had introduced Sila to oral sex, going down on her first and making her cum several times as an inducement to blowing him. He could never have guessed that she would love it so much—sucking his lollypop, that is. She was more than open to having Harry suck her, but she absolutely loved swallowing his cock, having it pass her tonsils and then pull out slowly until just the head was in her mouth. Like many in the tribe she had incredible muscle control. Not only could she contract and vibrate her vaginal muscles, she could do it just as well with those in her throat. Harry came in Sila's throat often. His only concern was that—as a result-- he had less access to her delightful pussy.Back in New York Sila would have been classified as a slut. She loved to suck; she loved to fuck; hell, she loved to take it in her ass. She masturbated Harry occasionally with her feet, wrapping them around his shaft and squeezing as her feet ran up and down his shaft. She'd have him shoot into her lap where she could scoop it up and lick it eagerly off her fingers. Three, even four times a day weren't enough for Sila. She wanted sex even in her sleep.Today, though, she wanted Harry inside her. The thought of Tama and Gene fucking at the same time made her pussy tingle with delight. She could see them in her mind, the big Amazon and the tiny man with the big penis. She wanted—no she needed—to emulate them in her mind and her body. Whatever Tama could do she knew she could do better. She opened Harry's shorts and pulled them down to his ankles. Her skirt and G-string followed as she fell to her knees and took Harry into her mouth. Harry always groaned when her lips circled his cock and again when he bottomed out, her lips kissing his pubic hair.He pulled out slightly before pushing in again. He loved to fuck her mouth almost as much as she loved receiving, but not today. She pulled back and jumped onto the bed, pulling Harry over and between her legs. She moved the slimy cock into her slit and wrapped her legs around his butt. She used those strong legs to pull him into her. Sila looked up at Harry and wondered if he would consent to be her mate. They were together almost all the time either here in the house or in the baths. They played a lot, but they also worked together. They had been on patrol when they found the poachers and brought Paulo back.Now she pushed up every time Harry drove his thick cock into her. Harry knew something about Sila that she didn't even realize herself—she was a rarity--able to have vaginal orgasms, and anal, too. Harry was 35 and single. He had dated a lot and hung out at a load of clubs back in the City. He fucked a different woman at least once a week so he knew how unusual and fortunate he was to find a woman who could cum just from having a hard cock in her. Rarer still was finding a woman who could cum from a cock in her ass. Damn! He loved this woman.They moved together grinding into each other as their skin rubbed and mixed their sweat despite the coolness of the room. Their eyes were locked on each other as their breathing grew ragged and shallow as they came together—Sila squirting all over Harry, he drowning her tight cunt with his slick white juice. Harry fell onto his lover drained, but knowing that he'd be back in the saddle again in a few hours. It was a tough job, but someone had to do it.I woke the following morning with Hosi's breast in his mouth. I gnawed a bit as Hosi laughed, “I guess you liked my morning gift for you. I'm afraid that's all I can give you for now. We have a mission right after breakfast." She pulled me from the bed. We walked to get Kela and took her with us out to the toilets and baths. It was wonderful sitting in the cool flowing water from the river. From our position we could see the fresh pure water arcing into the fountain. We'd made quite a few improvements in our few years here in the valley. I just hoped they were enough.We returned to the palace for breakfast—scrambled eggs and sliced tomatoes along with ketchup which Kevin had made from our gardens' tomatoes. I had to admit the meal was delicious. We dropped Kela off with Scott and Rini—a play date with her buddy Sama.Hosi walked at a fast pace, determined to catch Tama and Gene at home. They both kneeled but Hosi motioned them up. “I wanted to see how you were doing this morning. I am really sorry, Gene if you were hurt or embarrassed yesterday. It is never my intention to hurt anyone in the tribe.” Gene and Tama told her that they were both OK and that they attributed the whole situation to a misunderstanding.“That is very kind of you—both of you. Now, Gene, I am told you wish to ask me something.”Gene began to shake, “Uh…yes, my Queen..uh, that is…I…I mean…I think…we…Oh, jeez what's wrong with me?”Hosi giggled, but rested a hand on the nervous man's shoulder. “Gene, David has told me that lawyers are very good public speakers. Why are you having a problem? Would you like me to help you?” The bewildered Gene nodded, physically unable to respond. “Very well, then…Tama…Gene you have my permission. I hereby declare you to be mates. I will instruct Dennis to remove your implant, Tama. Would you like to have a child?”“Oh, yes, my Queen,” they replied simultaneously as they smiled, obviously relieved that Hosi had granted their unstated request. We all hugged and chatted amiably until Hosi decided we should leave. We went straight to the hospital to give Dennis the news about Tama. Hosi told me we could relax now; I steered her to the pool. We shed our clothes and walked into the cool water. A guard brought Kela and Sama. They ran into the water. I knew we didn't have to worry about them—they swam like fish. We relaxed until lunch then walked naked and dripping wet to the palace to eat. I had an important meeting shortly afterward.Hosi and I met with Paulo and Harry's patrol team which included Paulo's twin lovers. I explained what I wanted to do. “Would you mind terribly if I threw up?” It was Harry and he was giving voice to everyone's feelings.“Listen…I know it's disgusting, but I think it will help keep trespassers out. You did leave the bodies near that big ant hill, right?”“Yes, I wondered why you wanted that, but now I understand. I just hope the ants are finished. I really don't want to tangle with them and the idea of picking up a skull with all that…stuff oozing out…ugh!” it was the leader of the team that had disposed of the bodies who had taken the initiative.“OK, I know you are supposed to patrol tomorrow. That's when we'll look. Also, Paulo, I want to bring back as much steel as we can carry so you'll go in that direction toward your camp. Hosi is scheduling another twenty warriors to carry. I want you to be careful. Someone might be looking for the poachers by now. I don't want anyone here injured or worse. Everyone understand what we're going to do?” There were no questions so we adjourned until dawn tomorrow morning.Hosi and I spent the afternoon relaxing. We went for a long leisurely walk up to the forges with Kela and Sama tagging along—running and playing tag and hide-and-seek. They were much better at hiding than I was at seeking although I'd have to be deaf not to hear their giggling every time I came near. That was always my cue to turn and walk in the other direction.We took much longer to reach our destination, but my reward was a giant hug and a great big kiss from Kela who told me, “Funny…Daddy…I love you.”“I love you too, Dumpling.” That was my pet name for her, although how I could call a warrior princess something as sappy as “Dumpling” was something I could never explain even to myself. I found what I was looking for—five old spears with bronze heads. They were strong enough for the task I had in mind. I took them in hand and we returned home. I held the spears on one shoulder, my other arm wrapped around my beloved as our daughter scampered with her friend.The following morning came early. We were up before the sun had risen. I dressed and retrieved my gear from my knapsack in the corner. I strapped my web belt with the machete around my waist, grabbed a piece of fruit and walked out to the plaza where the patrol waited patiently. We walked out of the valley at a brisk pace and were soon in the jungle. I sent Paulo and the twenty warriors to the poachers' camp, reminding them to be careful. I had little reason to worry; these were seasoned warriors who could steal through the jungle without leaving a trace or strike down any threat with arrow or spear. Harry's party and I headed in the other direction.We found the ant hill. It was hard to miss, being more than four feet high and roughly eight in diameter. The ants had done their work—the poachers' bodies had been completely consumed, leaving only the bare bones of the skeletons. I shook one of the skulls; it was still firmly attached to the neck and body by the cartilage. I severed the bond with the machete and moved to the next one. Brave warriors all, they cringed at carrying the skulls. It was only the stern orders from their Queen that made them comply. We walked to the border of the tribe's property. I dug the old spears into the ground almost two feet so they wouldn't fall in the wind or rain. I jammed a skull on each spear. They would serve as a warning to any who came this way—the only way into the valley.We turned and followed the other group. We caught up with them in the poachers' camp. They had gathered all the steel—fenders and doors from their Land Rover, pieces of the cages, pots, pans, and assorted knives and other cutlery. We bagged up the small pieces and carried the large ones on our shoulders as we made our way back to the valley. On to the forges we walked carrying what seemed to be a ton of steel. We could make many daggers and sharp spear heads from this load and there was even more still in the broken camp. That would have to wait for another trip.It was now afternoon and I had to rest before tomorrow's trip to the city. I would go in my “missionary” role to purchase some of the necessities we needed to survive. I often took Hosi with me, having promised to never again spend a night apart, however we had an infant, Davy, who required his mother's milk. Yes, Hosi had placed him with the Amazonian equivalent of a wet nurse on occasion, but this had proved to be less than satisfactory. On both occasions Davy had been extremely hungry the following day—he hadn't had anywhere near enough to eat. He needed Hosi's plump milk-filled breasts.I decided to go alone. All the men were involved with one project or another, Sean with melting and forging the recovered steel into bars that could be used to manufacture daggers, knives, and swords; Kevin, with Gene and Harry, expanding the gardens and installing fences to keep the livestock out; Dennis, of course, with the hospital; and Paulo—well, Paulo had dates to inseminate three of the women. It was easier to go alone. I retrieved my chain and wooden cross from the shelf and headed down river.I docked the boat and made arrangements for a room at the hotel before beginning my shopping excursion. I had a lengthy list to fill, including some tasty treats for the many children in the tribe. I had just returned from my second trip back to the boat when I was approached by a man. He looked to be maybe late twenties, tall and lanky, dressed in the most ragged t-shirt and shorts I'd seen in many years—black hair and a long wispy goatee.I was on the defensive at first, expecting a robbery attempt or worse, but he was unusually polite and respectful, “Senhor,” he began in Portuguese, “I have been told you are a missionary and that you live in the deep jungle with the savages.” I nodded and he continued, “I am Benedito. I search for my…cousin. His name is Paulo. I am ashamed to tell you…his parents sold him to some bad men. I am sure they have hurt him. I try to buy him back—his family now has money--but I cannot find him. They went into jungle months ago and they not come back. I hear that you live in jungle. You know or hear of anyone like Paulo?”I was taken aback; I didn't know what to say. How could I even be sure that this guy was Paulo's cousin? I didn't like the way he hesitated before saying “cousin” as though it was an afterthought. “I will return to the jungle tomorrow and I will check with the natives to see if we can learn anything. Are you staying here in the city?”“Si, Senhor, I have job. I wash dishes and help in restaurant. It not much but I do not need much. I worry about Paulo.”“I will return in another month and I will bring whatever news I can get. How will I find you?”“I come here every day at three o'clock. I am between shifts. No work until dinner.” I agreed to meet him in exactly four weeks. By then I'd have confirmed his story. I finished my shopping, acting the role of the innocent missionary. I checked the reflection in a window of a store I entered; Benedito was speaking animatedly to a small group of hard looking men.I finished my shopping and returned to the hotel. I showered and went out to dinner. There were restaurants in the city, but they weren't anything special. I picked one that looked clean and walked in; I was surprised to find Benedito bussing a table. I ordered and waited, enjoying a “chopp,” a draft beer in local parlance, cold with the glass sweating in the humid evening. I enjoyed many of the local beers, especially Brahma, locally brewed and pretty good. I only drank occasionally and primarily in the city. There was wine in the valley and I enjoyed it occasionally, but there was nothing like a nice cold draft—a “chopp!”I ate a decent steak and another Brahma before returning for a boring night of watching TV. I already missed my Hosi and my children. I went to bed early, falling asleep almost immediately, and woke early for the return up river. I docked the boat and had the goods lifted up to the village. Then I had an errand. I could hear the grunting as I approached Paulo's house. He was taking his reproductive duties seriously. I could see him plowing a tribeswoman's cunt with his long thick tool. His partner's legs were wrapped around his neck, his cock burying itself deep into her cunt with every thrust. She looked over toward me, “Oh, hi David…I think we'll be done soon…oohhhh, I don't want it to end…oohhh, I don't, but…Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…unnnggghhh! She came hard and Paulo followed only seconds later. She moved her legs down to his waist and held him inside her for another ten minutes.“Paulo, I need to speak with you. No…stay where you are. It looks like you're having so much fun and I'll bet it's a lot better IN there than OUT. Do you know someone named Benedito…late twenties…tall and thin, funny looking goatee?”“Mother of God! He is the leader of the group that bought me from my parents. I pray you did not tell him I was here!”“Not to worry…he tried to tell me he was your cousin and that your family now had money to buy you back.”“Ha! What a lie. My parents could never get that much money. They are barely surviving. Can you tell me what happened?” He extricated himself from his lover, pulling his slimy cock from her vagina. She rose and kissed him before kneeling to clean his organ and pull the last few drops of semen into her mouth.“Is this ‘duty' or ‘recreation'?” You two seem to be having an awfully good time together.”“David, I think you know Lina, one of the twins who have taken me in.” I looked closer in the dim light. Yes, it definitely was Lina...or was it Lita? I never could tell the two of them apart. Just then I heard another voice from the rear of the house, “Hi, David what brings you all the way out here? I would have thought you'd be home with Hosi by now. Did you have a good trip?”I explained all about the trip and meeting Benedito. I suggested we meet tomorrow to plan a strategy. I was afraid these men might be a threat. I kissed the twins good-bye and trotted off to my Hosi. I walked into the throne room, but it was empty. I looked in the dining hall; it too was vacant. I walked into our quarters to change out of my filthy sweat-laden clothes; Hosi was there reclining on our bed, “What took you so long? I've been waiting here ever since you were reported back.”I leaned down to kiss her and explained what had happened. She tugged at my clothing, opening my belt and dropping my shorts. “I'm filthy,” I told her. “I've been sweating all the way up the river.”“I don't care…I missed you all last night and today. I need you inside of me and I need you now.” What could I do? I certainly couldn't disobey the Queen. I'd have to make the sacrifice and give my body to her. I stripped off my shirt and fell next to her. She pulled me to her lush body, wrapping a leg over me as we embraced and fell into the most delicious kiss. Hosi's tongue entered my mouth, enfolding itself around mine as she teased me and prepared me for what was to come.I always marveled at the sensation of Hosi's body. How one with such powerful muscles could have skin that was so soft and smooth amazed me. There were few things that I enjoyed more than running my hands over her back and hips and, well…everything. She was impatient today, showing how much she did miss me last night. We made love every single day…usually multiple times. Hosi rolled me onto my back. I put my hands behind my head; it was obvious that this was going to be her show. She ran my erect phallus up and down her slit several times until she was ready. She was wet and slick; I oozed pre-cum; I entered her easily and suddenly I was enveloped in her warmth. I could feel the heat of her core and I was lost to the world. Hosi was my life—everything else had vanished…disappeared. She was my world…my universe.I began to thrust. We met each other, slowly at first, but faster with every second. In no time we were fucking like rabbits. Her sweat dripped from her nipples onto my chest. Suddenly, she leaned down and we kissed again. I could feel the tension in her lips disappear as her body prepared for her orgasm. She began to shake just a little as she neared the edge and then she was over. Her body was smothered in a massive spasm of ecstasy. Exhausted she may have been, but she continued to move with me until I felt a torrent of magma erupt from my cock into her tight cunt. I felt like a volcano, so massive was my ejacuation. I pulled her to me as we rested. I could have stayed there all night, resting with my love in my arms, but we were interrupted by my other love. Kela ran in yelling, “Daddy…daddy!” I withdrew from Hosi as I reached down to hug and kiss my beautiful daughter. She reminded me of another job I had to do. I shrugged on my shorts and a pair of sandals, grabbed my bag of sweets and walked with Kela to the plaza. I had the guard ring the bell once—the signal that I had candy for the children. Every one who could walk or crawl found their way to the plaza, some still dripping wet from the baths or the pool. I gave each five pieces of salt water taffy—peppermint, strawberry, cherry, grape, and chocolate. I made sure they knew to throw out the paper wrappers responsibly. We burned them along with other combustible garbage. To avoid detection we only burnt in the middle of the night and only under the strictest supervision.Hosi and I ate our dinner and retired to our rooms. I began to prepare for bed, but Hosi stopped me. I could see the wheels turning in her head. “What trouble are you brewing now,” I asked.“Well…I was thinking….” I knew this was going to be a disaster. I could tell just by the tone of her voice. “If we can't get the men to tell us, we could go and find out for ourselves.”“What you mean is…spy on them…absolutely not! If you thought they were upset about talking just imagine what would happen if we were caught peeking in some window. No, Hosi…not a good idea…in fact, terrible.” I stripped and climbed into bed. Reluctantly, Hosi joined me a few minutes later.There was a big group meeting with us in the dining hall the following morning. Hosi, of course, chaired the meeting, but she turned the reins over to me—I had met Benedito and I had seen the group of hard cases he was with. I was especially careful on the way back upriver even going so far as to pass the tributary and double back to make sure I wasn't followed.“I need to explain about what may be a new threat to our safety,” I began looking out over the group of men and warrior leaders. I explained my meeting with Benedito and his interest in finding Paulo and his men. I described the others he had met with once I returned to my shopping. I could see the agitation in Paulo's face so I asked him to speak.“This Benedito is the devil for sure. He is the cruelest man I have ever met.” He removed his shirt and pants turned around to emphasize his point. His lower back and butt were covered with scars from severe whippings and burns from cigars. Lina hugged him to her body in an effort to console him. He showed us his fingers. Several were bent and crooked. “He broke them just for the fun of it. Also,” he continued, “he is very stubborn. He will never give up until he finds his men…and me. I have never feared anyone as much as I fear him.”I thought for a few minutes before commenting, “OK, if he wants to find his men, why don't we help him? Here's what I'm thinking….” There were several comments and a few suggestions which made the plan stronger. We began with our preparations as soon as we broke up.We planned carefully. We didn't know how many men he would have with him so we needed plenty of warriors, outstanding with the bow, all of them. I wanted at least three for each of the enemy and I wouldn't know how many that would be until I was on my return from my next trip to the city. I worked out a code I could use on the boat's radio. The next step was to find a place where I could stop the boat on the Amazon, tie off to a tree, and trek directly to the abandoned camp and then to the border of our property where I had placed the skulls. Once we found that we were ready.The days passed quickly. Soon the day before my departure had arrived. “I hate this, David,” Hosi told me with a frown. “I worry about your safety…oh, why lie? I have done nothing but worry since you came up with this crazy plan. Why do you do these things? Think of me and our children!”“That's exactly why I'm doing it. I want to make sure you're safe and the only way is to take this guy down. I'm pretty sure I'll be OK. Your warriors will pick us up at their camp and we'll ambush them at the skulls. They'll believe me when I tell them I'm going to help. They think I'm just an innocent missionary. I'll be OK. Trust me.” Hosi shook her head and pulled me into a hug. She wouldn't kiss me; she didn't want me to see her crying, but I could feel her body shaking.My left hand reached down to her thighs and I picked her up. I carried her to the bed and laid her down gently, nibbling her ear. She hated when I nibbled her ear. It was the one place where she was ticklish. It was only seconds before she was squirming under me. I pulled back, looking her in the eyes. “I love you. You're going to be stuck with me for a long time—longer than a long time. I promise.” This time she did pull me into a long passionate kiss, her soft full lips pressing into mine. I removed my clothes and hers, too. We lay together, our arms and legs intertwined as our tongues danced a dance of love and devotion.She pushed me onto my back and slid down my pole, engulfing my cock with her hot tight tunnel. Her movements were slow—very, very slow—as though she wanted this coupling to last forever. I swear it must have taken her thirty seconds to rise and another thirty to slide back down again. She leaned forward to rub her nipples over my face. I reached up to grab one intending to suckle, but she was too quick. “Sorry,” she laughed, “but I need to save that for Davy. I have something else you can suck on though.”She rose off my cock and sidled forward until she straddled my chin, her delectable, but sloppy, pussy right over my mouth. I rose up to sample her sweet musky nectar. It was spread all over her pussy from our brief interrupted fucking, but that was more than OK with me. I loved the way she tasted and the more delicious nectar she produced the more I loved it. I started at her asshole, teasing her there with light touches of the tip of my tongue. She squirmed in a combination of anguish and ecstasy. My tongue covered her pussy as I licked all the way up to her clit. Over and over I licked until her pussy was completely clean…on the outside anyway.My tongue penetrated my woman. I cleaned her tunnel—a futile effort, she could always make more, and I knew she would, especially with my tongue in there. I tickled her clit with my nose; she jerked in response, so of course I did it again and again. Giggling, she implored me to stop. I looked up to see she was begging, “Please, David…why don't you fuck my cunt instead? I really want you in me now. ”I would have jumped up in shock had she not been sitting on my head, “Where did you learn to talk like that? It's bad enough to say ‘fuck,' but ‘cunt' is really terrible. I should wash your mouth out with soap.” Relenting a bit when Hosi looked apologetic, a tear forming in her eye, I continued, “OK, c'mon…there's no reason to cry. You made a mistake—we all do—and to show you I forgive you I will…fuck your cunt, that is.” I laughed as I lifted her body up and moved it down, bringing my cock to her sex. I dropped her slowly…gently… onto my organ. She was the mother of my children and she would be a mother again. I rose up, savoring once again the tender torture her pussy gave me—tender because of the soft smooth texture of her silky tissues, torture because every second I was in there made me want so terribly to cum and cum again.I could tell from her eyes that the fooling was over. She was getting down to business. We loved to fuck each other—had right from the very first time and we loved to make each other climax. The sensation of her sweat mingling with mine, of clutching her to my chest to rest after a vigorous workout was nothing less than fantastic. We began our rhythm, the tempo we always used when we were joined together. It created more than enough friction for both of us, but was not hurried. We weren't in a rush; this was how we showed how much we loved each other. We rocked together, Hosi squeezing me while rubbing her sensitive clit against my pubic hair.My hands gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh as we moved, eyes locked on each other, mouths silent in concentration as we worked together. We usually increased our pace steadily, but tonight Hosi obviously wanted our union to last. We made love for almost an hour. She told me that her pussy tingled wildly for the last half. Finally, it began to hurt. She endured the pain to bring our coupling to a wonderful conclusion. I couldn't recall ever cumming with such force or as much intensity. Hosi finally came, her body shaking, having lost all semblance of control. She literally collapsed onto me. “You'd better come back to me. I don't know what I would do without you.” She cried again, this time until we fell asleep.I rose early, ate a hearty breakfast and walked with Hosi to the waterfall. We kissed briefly; I was afraid that a lengthy embrace would cause her to cry once again. I hugged Kela and kissed my infant son and I was gone. I had decided to take no weapon. They would be armed, of that I was sure however I was supposed to be a peaceful missionary. I had to play that role to perfection, therefore—no gun.The trip downriver was uneventful. I passed my projected landing area, carefully marked with three hatchet slashes on the side of a tree. It was just before three when I docked and tied up the boat. I climbed onto the dock carrying a worn map of the jungle. I ambled along examining several store windows en route to the square where I was to meet Benedito. I fingered my cross as I approached the fountain. It was old and filthy, covered with grime and algae and pigeon shit, but it was a popular meeting place. I could see Benedito and two comrades waiting, but not too patiently.I greeted him, “Ah…Benedito, how wonderful to see you again. I bring news of your cousin. I can't say if it is good or not, but I know where he has been with those horrible men. Come…bring your friends. Let us join together for a cup of coffee while I show you this map. It is old, but still quite accurate. The natives have located a broken down camp that may have belonged to those men. Here, let me show you.” I hoped I wasn't laying it on too thickly. I ordered four coffees and spread the map on the table. “Here is where the tribe has found the camp. We can bring my boat to the river's edge here.” I pointed to an area along the Amazon which was less than fifteen miles from the camp. “You can see it is much shorter this way. We will have to cut our way through the jungle, but it will still be much faster than going overland from here. My boat is big enough to carry all of us and the gear we will need for a short trek. I hope my tribe will meet us there, but I cannot guarantee it…they are very shy and nervous.” I babbled on as I thought a naïve theologian might. They agreed to go with me early the following morning.We met at the dock and stored all the gear. I was expecting some weapons, but this was ridiculous. I had no idea how they were going to carry all this stuff. They each had an assault rifle and two pistols and a ton of ammo. I backed off the dock and headed out. I told them I had to make a radio call at 10:00, just to let the other missionaries know that we had met and that I would be delayed. I picked up the microphone at ten sharp. It was set to channel 16, the international call channel. ‘Brother Scott…Brother Scott, this is Brother David…over.”“Brother David…this is Brother Scott. What news do you have?”“I met the man and we are headed back, but it may be many days before I am able to return to you and the tribe. Over.”“Roger…Brother Scott out.”“Brother David out.” The message had been sent. The use of the term “many days” meant that there were two in addition to Benedito. We'd have plenty of Amazons to handle them, probably many more than needed. I drove along the left bank looking for the three slashes. I told them that one of the natives had made them to guide us. That was one of the few actually true things I told them. One of the natives—Tama—had made the marks only three days ago. We found them four hours after leaving. I pulled the boat to the bank. One of them jumped out with a line that he fastened to the tree. I retied it more securely, knowing that Sean would pick it up in a couple of hours and return it to the waterfall. I'd be walking back. They'd be staying.We trekked through the jungle. It was tough going. Even I had a machete. It was needed to cut our way through the thick brush. We walked until the sun began to set. I helped make a quick meal and settled in to my sleeping bag, reminding myself to pray before sleeping. I knew I had no reason for concern. Hosi and her warriors had picked us up at the river.We woke with the sun. I remembered to pray again before we resumed our hike. We found the abandoned camp just after nine. “I am sorry to tell you that the natives have taken much of the poachers' gear. I hope we can find them so you can get your cousin back.”“What? Oh, yeah…we definitely want to get Paulo back, don't we, guys?”“Yeah…we're doing all this for our old buddy Paulo.” They chuckled as I led them out of the camp along the trail that had been marked.I stopped just before reaching the line of skulls. They were less than fifty feet ahead in the brush. I removed my hat and ran my hand through my hair. This was the signal to get ready. I could imagine Hosi and her warriors nocking their arrows in their bowstrings. I walked another twenty feet before turning and facing the men. Their rifles were slung on their shoulders, their pistols holstered. “Well, gentlemen, we're almost at the end of your journey. Your friends are just ahead…what's left of them anyway.” Hosi and twenty warriors stepped out of the jungle; arrows flew at the startled poachers killing the two, but only wounding Benedito—one arrow in each bicep. I knelt as he bled into the dry earth.“You know, Benedito, pausing before describing Paulo as your cousin was a huge mistake. It put me on guard and then when Paulo told me who you really were I knew we'd have to take care of you…and your buddies, too. These are the ‘natives' with whom I live. This gorgeous creature is not only my wife, she's also the Queen. Trust me, she'd have no compunctions about killing you and neither would any of the others.These two over here are Paulo's lovers so I think they'd look forward to killing you slowly, especially after seeing how you tortured him. Paulo told us all about you—how mean and sadistic you are, how much you enjoyed making him suffer. We all like Paulo; he's very polite and caring so we were shocked to see those marks on his butt and his crooked broken fingers. He told us you did that just for fun so we have a special fun thing to do with you.“You were looking for your friends and now you've found them.” I pointed ahead and stepped aside so he could see the mounted skulls. “Just think, you'll be able to spend eternity with them in hell, but first you're going to suffer like you've never suffered before.” Tama lifted him easily, carrying him away. His dead friends soon followed. Tama laid him on the ground, tying his wrists and ankles to the vines we had attached to pegs last week on our last visit to the jungle.“See that big mound over there, Benedito? There are maybe ten million ants in there, maybe more—who really knows? They'll find your friends soon and they'll smell your wounds. Pretty soon they'll be paying you a visit, too. These are army ants—big and mean. They'll eat anything that gets in their way—living or dead.” I stood, joined Hosi, kissed her and turned away leaving the ants to do their work.I hadn't allowed Paulo to join us in the jungle. I thought it might be too much for him emotionally. It was almost too much for me and I had no connection with the loser Benedito at all. We picked him up by the stone steps. I remembered Hosi guiding me so gently down each step when we first met that bright morning years ago. So much had happened since then—most of it really good. I knew I was a changed man and it was all because of Hosi. I wanted her to know so I stopped, pulled her to me and kissed her madly. She was surprised, but she didn't resist. Instead she kissed me back as the tribeswomen hooted and laughed.“What was that for,” she asked once we had broken the kiss.“Just for being you,” I replied making her even more confused than she had been before. She batted her eyes at me, her face showing the confusion she felt. I didn't speak. I just pulled her into another long and wonderful kiss, our tongues searching in what is now very familiar territory for yet undiscovered areas of pleasure and ecstasy. My hands went to her heavy breasts. I hefted her huge milk-laden mammaries, still firm after two pregnancies. I broke the kiss and when her eyes questioned me I responded immediately, “I want to get you back home where I can take care of you properly. I hate to admit it, but I've been terrified for weeks.”Hosi gave me a look that could kill, but said nothing. She took my hand and led me away. We walked into the village with the other members of the ambush team. She turned left away from the palace and I found myself with her at the pool. Now I was confused—didn't she want to…? She removed my clothing, stepped out of her skirt and G-string, leaving the sandals at the edge of the plaza. She took my hand again and led me into the cool water. We ducked under—it did feel great to remove the sweat and the stench of those men from my body. Hosi positioned me near one of the stone blocks, “Watch me float,” she said. I was so intent on what she said I lost track of what she was actually doing. She was floating all right, but her legs were open so we were crotch to crotch. Before I realized what had happened she had maneuvered her pussy around my hard cock. She held my hands and was using that leverage to actually fuck herself on my cock, making little wavelets in the pool.I was about to complain, but she shushed me, “Take a good look around you, David. What do you see? Tell me.” I looked right and my mouth fell open. Paulo stood near the pool wall with Lita (or was it Lina?) sitting on his cock and fucking herself slowly while her sister licked alternatively at her nipple and his. Farther down was Sean with his two. Misa looked like she was swimming, but her ass was holding her still, clamped down around his dick. She raised her head periodically, showing her ecstasy.I turned left to see Harry and Sila. Just one look told me how much in love they were. I'd have to speak to Hosi about declaring them mates. They made no attempt to disguise what they were doing. Sila had her arms around his neck as she rode his cock. I doubted that they even knew anyone was watching—they only had eyes for each other. I glanced at Hosi. She had seen them, too. She mouthed the words, “Mates, for sure!” I grinned and nodded my agreement. Harry had finally made it.I looked all around the pool. All the men and their partners were actively fucking right out here in the open where they could and would be seen by anyone who was here or passing by. Hosi wanted the sex to be an open book and she'd gotten her way. I asked her about it; she replied without hesitation, “Don't I always? I got you, didn't I?” I leaned down and, placing my hands behind her breasts, pulled her vertical, my cock remaining in its place. I brought her up in front of me, kissed her neck as we continued to fuck. I nibbled her ear lobe and whispered to her, ”I will always love you.” We kissed then and as we did the world around us disappeared into a mist. We were the only two people on earth.by senorlongo for SexStories.

BetrayalIn 7 parts, based on the posts by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novel. Hosi ordered the village searched. Almost a hundred bows and their arrows were found in one of the houses. Now we had an army, but we still had to be careful. We had taken out eight of their group, but even a half dozen men with assault rifles could do a lot of damage, even kill half the tribe.Our next stop was Hosi's old house. I had many happy memories there. We peeked in the rear window; I was reminded of the time we had eavesdropped behind Reta's house, learning of her plot to kill the queen and take over the tribe. This time we looked in to see all the men—all except Jacob…the rat! I couldn't wait until I ran into him. There were three which seemed like a lot until I looked at Scott and Kevin. Both had been beaten. Rini almost gasped, but her warrior training and discipline prevailed. I could see the hatred in her eyes. She'd skin these men alive given the chance. Now we had plenty of bows and arrows. Hosi called her troops together.There were two windows and an open doorway, but one of the guards sat in a chair just inside the door, hidden behind the fireplace. It would be almost impossible to get to him unless…. I could see the wheels turning in Hosi's head. She dispatched three warriors, all with spears. They snuck down three houses, keeping low then they turned left and crossed the narrow lane. Behind the facing houses they retraced their steps until they were behind my old house just across the street. Now they spread out, one on each side and one headed through the house for the doorway. I heard a brief whistle, more a bird call than anything else. Hosi and Rini took their aim from the rear window and fired just as Hosi yelled, “Now!”The spear women leaped forward and threw. One struck the guard in the chest, the others in his abdomen. Hosi's aim was true, but Rini was off, her arrow striking only the guard's shoulder. In a second she was through the window and on top of the hapless guard. She punched him repeatedly, paying back the injuries they had given, until Hosi stopped her. He was bound and gagged while Rini ran to Scott. She cradled his head in her arms, pulling him to her breasts. She leaned down to her stricken lover, kissing him repeatedly.It was now approaching 5:00 a.m. and time was drawing short. We had to act while we had the advantage of surprise and darkness. Hosi left a contingent of warriors to guard and tend to the men's wounds. She sent one hundred to scour the village in search of any of the intruders that we had missed. Another hundred accompanied us back to the palace where the majority of the tribe was held.Hosi split her forces. Twenty were sent to the rear. They were to check the back of the palace for any stray guards, although we thought they would stay with their prisoners until daylight, at least. My biggest question was, “WHY?” What was this all about? All I could think about was that there was money—serious money—at the root of all this. But how…what? As a geologist I knew that there were no significant quantities of precious gems or minerals in the area so that clearly wasn't it. It appeared that few if any of the tribeswomen had been injured or killed. How did that figure into this?We were sneaking past the baths when I told Hosi I was staying for a while. “Kind of a funny time for a bath, David.”“No, I need some time to think. Besides, you won't need me at the palace. I'll just be in the way. I'm trying to figure out what this whole thing is all about.” Hosi kissed me and left a small contingent of warriors to safeguard me. I recognized all of them—they were all fierce competent fighters. I sat on a limestone bench, dropping my feet into the cool water. I cleared my head of all other thoughts. I knew that Hosi would be safe and my children were probably at the forges by now, well out of the conflict. I tried to put all the pieces together—ambush in the jungle, but nobody actually hurt or killed, invasion with automatic weapons, but nobody hurt or killed, tribe kept tied up under guard, but again nobody hurt. Why would they want to do this? Why would they want all the women in prime condition? OH NO! It hit me like a brick. I could think of only one reason for this and there would be a ton of money involved. Plus, unless I was mistaken we would soon have a lot more visitors. And now I knew where.I pulled my feet from the bath and walked out into the night. “Any word yet from Hosi?” They shook their heads. We were joined by those who had searched the village and started our walk to the palace. I stopped them for a second, told them of my concerns, and asked a contingent to head to the falls. That area had to be secured. It wasn't the only way to get all the tribeswomen out of here, but it was the fastest and safest.We were almost a hundred yards from the palace when I heard shouting and several shots. I prayed Hosi would be OK. We ran to the site and met an invader running in our direction. He met more arrows and spears than I cared to count. I ran to the palace searching for Hosi. I found her—thank God—supervising the release of the prisoners. Four guards lay dead on the floor and three Amazon prisoners were being treated for bullet wounds. Fortunately, all appeared to be superficial.I pulled Hosi aside and held her. “Thank God you're safe. I think I know what this is all about. These men came here to collect you as slaves. That's why nobody was injured or killed. We can confirm it with that one you captured. If I'm right there will be one boat missing and we'll have lots more company in the morning.” Hosi detailed a group to continue releasing the prisoners while we walked quickly to her old house. The men were there relaxing. Rini was treating Scott under Dennis's orders. The captured attacker was ignored. “Let me deal with him, Hosi. I think a man will be more effective.” She nodded her consent as we walked in the door.I walked into the man and removed his gag. “Let me explain something to you. You are going to die, but how will be determined by what you tell me in the next minute. I can put a bullet in your brain or I can take you down to the Amazon, cut your arms, and watch while the piranha devour you alive. That's what we did with the last one who was condemned to death. I'll give you a few seconds to think.” I stood and returned to Hosi. We stood silently while the men looked on. Less than thirty seconds later I returned.“OK…all your friends are dead. The village is back under our control. Only a handful of women were injured. My wife, the Queen, killed five of your men by herself, so don't think that she'll have any mercy for you. Now…tell me why you are here. I already have an idea, but I want you to confirm it.”“Slaves, Senhor. We were going to sell the women and children to be slaves. There is a big market in the Middle East and Japan. Please don't feed me to the fish.”“How were you going to get the women out of here?”“Tomorrow…three big boats…more men. Jacob went to show them the way.” I patted him on the head and put a bullet into his brain. I turned to Hosi and explained what he had said. “We need to put warriors along the river bank with bows and spears. I suggest the men also go with your warriors. Between the two groups we will need to kill all their men. Later we can sink the boats, but we need to make sure there are no survivors. Even one could mean the end of everything we've worked for.”Hosi agreed with me and called the tribe together in the plaza. “We need to be ready. We will soon have new invaders. They will come by boat so here is what I want you to do….” I strung a second rope from the tree by the falls. Within the next hour hundreds of warriors went down, spreading themselves along the bank for more than half a mile. All the men also went, even Scott and Kevin with their injuries. We rested while a few sentries kept watch. I didn't think they would surprise us—the noise of the engines would alert us long before their arrival.Hosi rested her head in my lap and I rested mine on her hip. We fell asleep quickly. It was some hours later when I woke to the sound of distant engines. I woke Hosi; she was alert immediately. She whistled—that same bird call I had heard last night. I could see the warriors stretching and preparing themselves for the conflict ahead. All the men checked their rifles and spare magazines. Kevin smiled at me as I checked my pistol. I gave him a thumb's up and then we knelt, hidden by the vines and tall grass along the river bank.Our inflatable led three large motorized barges. They could hold the entire tribe in them easily. Jacob was at the helm with two others, both armed. Each of the barges had an additional six armed men. Hosi waited until the boats were almost at the falls before giving the preliminary signal—the first bird call whistle. I could see all the archers put arrow to the bowstring. At the second whistle the army stood as one and loosed their arrows.More archers above the falls rushed forward from hiding and shot. The men fired their rifles. The slavers dropped like flies. The two men in the inflatable were targeted first, however Jacob was left alone by design. Three men jumped into the bottom of the barges. They were assailed by spears and arrows from above. At the end of our line two women jumped into the river pulling a thin cord. They were the best swimmers in the tribe. When they reached the other side they pulled a heavy rope across the river, tying it securely to a large tree. Now the barges were stuck.The swimmers went back into the water, swimming to the last barge. They pulled themselves up and snuck along the rear deck. They gave a signal that showed there were no live attackers in the barge bottom. They crept to the small cabin, yanked open the door and ran in, overwhelming the unarmed pilot in seconds. They used their daggers to kill him quickly.They ran along the barge side where they were met by several dozen others equipped with their bows and arrows. They jumped to the middle barge. This one did contain several of the enemy. Again they dispatched the pilot so they could move to both sides of the barge and get the enemies in a cross fire. There looked to be about fifteen on each side and another four in the center. They rose quickly and fired killing two and seriously wounding the third. One of our warriors jumped down easily and killed him with her knife.They jumped to the first barge and again killed the pilot. Slowly they walked up the barge's sides toward the inflatable. When Jacob saw the dozen arrows aimed at his heart he raised his hands and surrendered. He would have been better off if he had tried to fire. Then he would have been cut down quickly. Now he was going to suffer.I pulled the inflatable into the hidden boat house; the barges were tied off to the bank. Planks ran from the shore to them. I walked up onto the nearest, noticing that there were well over a hundred ring-bolts welded to the floor. I climbed down, looked around and went back up. I walked into the cabin and then down to the engine room. There I found what I wanted—the cooling system for the engines ran on raw river water. There was a big intake port and another for the exhaust. These could be cut in order to sink the barge.The men's bodies were brought down and securely fastened to the rings that were intended for the Amazons. All the bodies were placed into the first barge. Jacob was also brought here and tied down spread-eagle. I leaned down to speak to him, “Jacob, if it was up to me I'd flay you—skin you alive, but don't worry--Hosi has something special for you.” I patted his cheek as he screamed. One of the Amazons came up and gagged him.We were totally unfamiliar with these barges so it took us quite a while to turn them around in the narrow river. When we reached the Amazon we let two barges drift down river. The third, the one with all the slavers was anchored in the middle of the river. Sean and I went down to the engine room with two axes. We chopped at the water pipes until the water flowed freely onto the deck. By the time we were done the water was already well over our ankles. We climbed up and into the barge. We stopped next to Jacob, “So long, asshole. Enjoy your swim. Say ‘Hi' to the nice fishies. All this blood should make them really hungry.”We retired to the inflatable while we watched as the barge slowly slipped beneath the water. It was the end to a long and difficult time for all of us. I could see the strain on Hosi's face. We returned to the falls. Wearily, we climbed the rope and returned to the palace. Everything was as it had been before the invasion. Our children were back home; Kela was running about with Scott's daughter, Sama. Our infant son lay in his tiny bed. The guards were all in place; they bowed when Hosi entered. She was about to mount her throne, but I stopped her. “Not now…not yet…I have something much more important to do with you right now.” Hosi smiled weakly, the strain of the past days wearing on her. She was a truly kind and considerate woman, a wonderful lover and wife.I led her by the hand to the baths. I stripped her and myself and proceeded to wash her wonderful, but exhausted body. I dried her and led her still naked back to the palace where I laid her on the bed. I crawled between her legs and inhaled deeply. Hosi's scent was nothing less than incredible; I loved her musky flavor. I placed my mouth over her cunt and sucked, causing Hosi to groan in ecstasy. I stuck my tongue into her tunnel as I watched Hosi writhe over the bed. I was about to suck her hard button into my mouth when she sat up and stopped me.“What's the matter? Don't you want to cum?”“Of course, I do, darling, but what about you? Don't I get a chance to take care of you?”“No—not tonight; you've been under tremendous stress the past few days. You need this…badly. You may be the Queen, but tonight you need to follow my orders, and I'm ordering you to lie back and enjoy everything I'm doing for you.”“Yes sir…you are the boss,” then she chuckled, “for tonight, anyway.”“OK, I admit you are the boss, but you know how much I love you and I need to help you feel better. I feel kind of guilty about Jacob.”Hosi sat up quickly, grasping me firmly by the chin. “I never want to hear you say anything like that again, David. You didn't encourage him to come here…WE did. Any time we do something like that we know we're taking a chance, just like the tribe took a chance capturing you and Dr. Sullivan. Luckily, it all worked out OK, but who was responsible for that? Who developed the plan to free me and our children? Who risked his life to do that? Who killed the first two guards making the whole idea possible?”“You know it was just a chance of fate that I wasn't in the village that day and I was lucky to see that something was amiss when we returned from the forges.”“Perhaps, but bring me that rope and tie my hands behind my back like they were.” I got the rope and tied her back up as tightly as she had been when I rescued her. “Even if you were here we would have still gotten away.” She strained the muscles in her arms and back and a minute later the rope parted. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so strong. “Probably eight out of ten tribeswomen could do that. Unfortunately, quite a few would have been killed. Your actions made it possible for us to save ourselves without losing any of the tribe. Now, as you said, I am the Queen and I am making a royal proclamation—You are responsible for saving at least fifty lives and you will be declared a hero of the tribe tomorrow. You should feel pride of your accomplishment, not shame or guilt. I will make that official tomorrow. Now, if you still wish, I will accept your services.”I looked at her for a second and began to giggle. It was contagious. She joined me in less than a minute and we began laughing like crazy. She pulled me up onto the bed, kissed me madly, and turned on top of my body to position the delicious pussy over my mouth. I could take the hint—she wanted to be pleasured, but she was going to take care of me, too. I couldn't argue with her logic.Licking her labia brought forth several lengthy moans, even as Hosi lowered her mouth over my hard cock. Her tongue was heavenly on my organ—her mouth was warm and moist as she sucked me deep into her throat. It would have been so nice—so relaxing—to lie there and allow Hosi to service me, but I owed her even more than she owed me. I attacked her pussy with renewed zeal. I pushed my tongue into her tunnel, savoring the taste, the muskiness of her juices as well as the velvet softness of her flesh. Even holding her hips with all my strength was useless. She writhed uncontrollably under my touch. I moved my mouth to her clit. It was hard, incredibly so, and extremely hot. My teeth were only a few millimeters apart when I sucked her clit between them. Her reaction was intense as she drove herself forcefully into my mouth. I sucked and nibbled for more than a minute until she shuddered and shook in a tremendous orgasmic spasm; it lasted for almost a minute before I relented. So commanding was her experience that she completely forgot about my penis in her mouth. She laid her head on my thigh as she recovered, my man-meat hanging loosely on her tongue until she found the strength to quickly bring me to an incredible orgasm. She sucked me strongly, rubbed my balls between her slender, but powerful, fingers as I blew repeatedly into her throat and stomach. She cleaned my cock, spun around swiftly, and nestled beside me, her head on my chest. I pulled up our blanket and we fell mercifully to a deep sleep.The sun was shining brightly when we woke. I took a quick look at Hosi and laughed. She had a drop of semen dried on her chin. I kissed her as I wiped it from her face. We rose, ate a leisurely breakfast, and left the palace stark naked for the baths and the communal toilets.We were back in the palace dried and dressed when Hosi turned to me, “David, I know I told you that you would never have to kneel before me, but when we go outside I want you to kneel. Will you do that for me…please?” She took my hand and led me toward the plaza. I was shocked to see the entire tribe gathered there. Hosi led me to a cushion and bade me to kneel before she turned to address the tribe, “We have just come through what was undoubtedly the greatest ordeal that our tribe has ever faced. It was brought about by a man who betrayed our trust in him. It would be easy to blame all men—any man—but we know better, don't we? Recently, we had a situation where the tribe was endangered by one of our own who killed our beloved queen and tried to take over the tribe by killing me and enslaving my mate. There are good…and bad…among both women and men. Fortunately, we have the very best of both.“I know I don't have to describe the many good deeds of Dennis or Scott, or of Kevin. Sean has worked tirelessly to bring us a new and stronger metal—iron—to use in our weapons and tools. Adam and the others have helped build fences for our livestock and expand our chicken coops. All our men have contributed mightily to the tribe and, let us not forget all the successful mating that has occurred although I see that many of you enjoy the practicing a bit too much.” I heard the open laughter ripple through the tribe, but I still had no idea where all this was going.“Now, I want to ask you…how many of you could have broken the ropes that tied your wrists?” I was astonished that almost all the tribeswomen raised their hands. “See, David,” she said turning to me, “I told you.” Returning to the tribe she continued, “There is no doubt that we could have rushed and overpowered the guards, but…at what cost? How many of our tribe would have perished…fifty…a hundred…more? I have spoken at length with Misa. She told me that she and her sister were occupied with Sean and that only David recognized immediately that there was a problem. She told me that David developed the plan to free me at risk of his own life. I know that he singlehandedly killed the first two guards—the action that enabled me—and you—to free ourselves. I credit my mate, Dr. David Schneider, with saving at least one hundred lives. Therefore, I have decided to name my son, the first boy ever born to a Queen of our tribe, Davy in his honor. Additionally, I proclaim him to be a hero of the tribe. What say you?”I knelt there all this time, never realizing what an orator Hosi could be. Now I was even more amazed as I listened to the tribe chant—“David…David…David,” until Hosi silenced them. She produced a small crown woven of vines and flowers which she placed on my head. “David, you have shown yourself to be an excellent mate and your dedication to the welfare of the tribe is unquestionable. I am proud to proclaim you a hero of the tribe. Rise, my hero!” I stood, totally in shock of what had just happened, until Hosi took me into her arms and kissed me, pulling me closely to her body. We kissed unashamedly until we were interrupted by a messenger from the patrol.“My Queen…strangers again approach our lands. Harry told me they were…uh…what do you call men who hunt illegally?”“You mean…poachers,” I asked.“Yes, that is the word he used. I remember now.”I turned to Hosi, “This could be very dangerous. These men will be killers. The others were just loggers, hard men, but not killers. I will go at once and I will need twenty-five of your best archers.” I ran into the palace to prepare and when I returned the archers were ready. Hosi took me aside, kissed me briefly and begged me to be careful. I promised I would be and left at a trot. I had taken to training with the warriors and it showed. I could run at a much better pace now, but I would never be their equal. An hour later I was breathing hard when we ran into Harry and his team. He explained where they were and how they were making their way through the jungle. He told me there was a small clearing less than a half mile from their current position. I laid my plans. I expected them to be aggressive and if they were they would die quickly, but I didn't want any who surrendered peacefully to be killed. I had an idea that we might be able to use some more men. I dropped my weapons and took my cross from my pocket. Everyone looked at me as if I was crazy, but, once again, it was all part of my plan. I reviewed my signals again and repeated my instructions even though I knew it was all unnecessary. These women were the best soldiers I had ever seen. They knew how to follow orders.I stepped to the edge of the clearing and spoke loudly once I saw them approach. In Portuguese I began, “May the peace of the Lord be with you and protect you always, my brothers.”They looked dumfounded for almost a minute before one of them asked the leader, “What'd he say, boss? What the fuck is he doin' out here in the fuckin' jungle?”“Never mind, you imbecile. Let me handle this.”“Ah, I see you speak English,” I replied cheerfully, “Are you Americans?”“No, we're Brits, but that's enough questions from you. What're you doing way out here miles from civilization?”“As you can see I am a missionary. There are several of us here. We live and work with the savages here, teaching them about our Lord and Savior. I am here to tell you that you must turn back. Ahead is a private wildlife sanctuary belonging to our church.”“Oh, man, boss, a wildlife sanctuary…just what we need.” I reached behind my back and made a fist. It was the sign to make ready.The leader began to draw his pistol and as he did the remaining members of his troupe lowered their rifles—all except one who dropped his rifle to the ground. I stood perfectly still as his revolver cleared the holster. As it approached horizontal more than two dozen arrows rent the air driving the men to their deaths. However, using incredible judgment the one who dropped his rifle was spared—not a single arrow struck him even though he was tightly packed between two others. He took one look at the Amazons and turned, running into the jungle. Two—twin sisters—dropped their bows and bounded after him. It was no contest; they caught him within fifty yards, returning him to me in less than a minute.I told the twins to bind his wrists as they had to me so long ago. He sat, obviously extremely agitated and afraid. I knelt and spoke to him softly in Portuguese. “Relax, no harm will come to you. Would you like some water?” He nodded and I produced a canteen, given to me by one of the warriors. Lita, one of his twin captors gently held it to his mouth. I could see that he was merely a youth, probably no more than eighteen. I continued, “You have been bound to prevent you from injuring one of us, but do not be afraid. I was once also bound as you are now. Why did you drop your rifle?”He was hesitant at first, but as he began to speak the words flowed out of him like water. “I am not one of them. I am only a servant. My family is very poor. My parents sold me to them to be their servant. I'm more a slave, though. They beat me just for fun. I am glad they are dead…even if I have to die, too. I do not know why I tried to run. I cannot go back. There are more there…the leader and two others. ”“You are not going to die, but it seems that you have no place to go so I will offer you the opportunity to join us. These twin sisters seem to fancy you. I think I will ask our Queen to give you to them. No…you won't be their servant or their slave. I am sure this is all very confusing to you, but it will become clear soon enough. Do you know any English?”“A little, Senhor. I study in school, like all students, but I no use it so I forget.”“That's OK. It will come back to you quickly. Now, up with you.” I split the team into three groups—one to remove the bodies from the area. I detailed fifteen warriors for that work after telling them to remove all the arrows so they could be used again. The second group of two I returned to the village with Harry to inform the Queen. The rest of us back tracked the trail to remove all the traps they had set. The young man, Paulo by name, would lead us in this effort.We trekked for almost two hours before coming to their base. There were a number of cages filled with animals. We released all of the herd animals first, allowing them to escape quickly into the bush. Then we came to the two jaguars held securely in strong steel cages. I gave the tribeswomen their instructions—spears up and forward…bows cocked with arrows as I climbed onto the cages and released them one at a time. Rather than attack they each ran quickly into the jungle going in opposite directions. Jaguars are primarily solitary animals except when they mate. Finally, I released the snakes, being most careful with these; the small ones were all venomous and the big ones could constrict me or any one of us to death in minutes. Fortunately, they were more interested in escape than a meal.I checked the camp, taking anything I thought might be of value to us. I resolved to return later to salvage all the steel. I was sure that Sean could come up with a way for us to use it, maybe for knives or short swords. We returned slowly to the village. When we were near the passage to the valley I explained to Paulo that he had to be blindfolded. “Don't worry. You should know by now that we're not going to kill you. We could have done that back at the ambush. Now, follow the lead of your handlers. We have to cross a narrow stone ledge. They will guide you and once in the valley we will be able to remove your blindfold and maybe even your bindings.” He nodded and stood while Lita applied her scarf to his eyes. She and her sister led him forward.We turned him around several times to confuse his sense of direction before leading him through the portal. I could see Lita and her sister talking gently to him as they led him slowly across the ledge. He breathed a sigh of relief once he was across. We stepped carefully down the stone steps and five minutes later I gave the instructions to remove his blindfold and bindings. We walked easily toward the village, the stunned Paulo holding hands with his two gorgeous “captors.”I instructed Paulo to kneel before the Queen. I was just about to speak when Hosi grabbed me lifted me up and pulled me into a deep kiss. “I'm so glad you are safe. Your messengers told me what you did. Are you crazy…going out there without any weapons?”“It seemed the best idea at the time and it worked. Besides, aren't I the big hero?”“Oh…you! I swear I should give you …!”“OK, I know it was dangerous, but they were dangerous men. We could have just ambushed and killed them, but then we wouldn't have a new male to join us. Come and meet him. His name is Paulo.” He was kneeling as instructed with a twin on each side. Hosi spoke to him kindly and sent him on his way to the baths and toilet before his first night with the insatiable twins. I had fucked Lita back when I was working for the Queen. I had a great idea what lay in store for our new friend.I sought out Lita and Lina the following morning. As expected they were fresh as the morning dew. Paulo, however, was sleeping in. Lita explained: "We first took Paulo to the toilets. He was funny…very shy about voiding in front of others, but we cured him of that, didn't we Lina?”“Oh, yes, we stripped him—he tried to fight us, but we are much stronger than he is-- and carried him in. We made him sit between us as we did our business. I held his penis and Lita wiped him when we were done. Why are men so shy about this? It is only a normal bodily function, after all.” I laughed and asked them to continue. “Then we went to the baths. That was better; we washed each other…very, very thoroughly. We liked his penis, didn't we, Lita?”“Oh yes…he, he…and it liked us, too. It was as hard as my dagger and as thick as our spears. We dried ourselves and walked home hand in hand. We ate a light meal and went right to bed, placing Paulo between us. We kissed and touched each other for almost an hour. I think he was afraid to…you know…so we led him,” they giggled, “…the first time. Lita rolled him onto his back and took his penis into her mouth. I was afraid he would shoot his seed in her mouth, but she stopped in time. Tell him, Lita.”“It has been a long time since I had a hard penis in my mouth. I think yours was the last, but you are now…oh, what is the term? Out of reach? Untouchable? Well, you are the Queen's mate; you belong to our Queen. I loved the hard flesh in my mouth and the soft skin was wonderful. I sensed he was getting close to shooting so I stopped. When his breathing became regular again I sat on his penis. I loved watching it disappear slowly into me. Paulo has a very nice penis…almost as nice as yours. I began to rock and he shot into me almost immediately. Lina and I kissed him for a while and then I let her have a turn. She was able to ride him for quite some time before he shot into her. We did it again and again until both of us had an orgasm—is that the right word?”I nodded, a smile on my face, “So…how many times?”“Three for each of us…six for him. We think that is why he is still asleep.”“I'm glad it went so well. Just don't kill him…OK?” My favorite twins laughed until they shook. They walked back into their house, woke Paulo and went back to work. I chuckled all the way back to the palace. I was looking forward to seeing how he would help improve life in the village.I was surprised to find Adam and a group of warriors waiting in the plaza. “David,” he said, “do you think we could see the Queen this morning? I have an idea. I've discussed it with….” He pointed to the group who only smiled, “and they think it's a good idea.”“C'mon in and let's see. I don't think she is too busy this morning.” I led them into the throne room where Hosi was waiting for me. I grinned wildly as I showed her my “thumb's up” for Paulo's first night. When she gave me a questioning look I held up six fingers. She returned my smile. When I reached her side she whispered into my ear, “That will be us in another 24 days. That's when Dennis says we can make love again. Until then you will have to make do with my tongue and my hand.”Breaking away from her, I introduced Adam. He had been mostly quiet during his months in the village. He was trained as an accountant, a skill we had no use for, but he was a good man and was conscientious in his sexual responsibilities to the tribe. So far he had willingly fucked almost eighty women in addition to satisfying his regular lover. He stepped up cautiously, “My Queen I have an idea I would like to explain to you. I have reviewed it with Dennis and he agrees it has merit. We currently derive all our drinking water from the river, but that means we are susceptible to anything that happens upstream like dead animals or mudslides, or…well, just about anything that can affect the health of the tribe. I would like to trace the origin of the river to see if there is some way we can improve on that. The water has to come from somewhere. If we can find the source we may be able to do something to protect our drinking water supply. I…we…would like your approval to search.” He stepped back and bowed.Hosi looked to me for advice. “I think it's a good idea.” Hosi gave her approval and Adam left with a smile on his face and a spring in his step. Adam disappeared for almost a month. In that time Hosi received Dennis's OK to resume sex with me. It was almost three months since our son had been born. You'd think I'd be counting the days, but I was so involved with projects in the village that…. Hosi gave no clues until I came home one afternoon covered in sweat and stone dust from rebuilding a wall that had crumbled after more than four hundred years of service.There was a note on our bed—“Meet me in the baths. I hope you have saved some energy. You will need it.” “Oh, great,” I thought, the big day—one I've awaited for months--has to be one where I've spent the entire day hefting hundred-plus pound blocks of granite. If I had to go six times like Paulo I'd certainly be dead. I stripped out of my filthy clothes and took off at a trot for the baths. Luckily, they were only a block away. Hosi was there with our children. Kela jumped up and down when she saw her daddy, splashing everyone within ten feet. She loved the water and could already swim across our community pool. She often terrified her mother by swimming underwater, disappearing beneath the cool dark water for many seconds before surfacing God only knows where. I loved her dearly, but she was a real handful.Hosi took one look at me and laughed. I was covered in rock dust and whitewash, looking more like a Halloween ghost than her husband and lover. She gave Davy to one of her guards and walked to me. “Poor baby; you look exhausted. Just wait until later. I don't think you'll be getting much sleep tonight.” All the tribeswomen laughed hysterically. There were few secrets in the village and our sex life was usually an open book. What else would one expect when every step, every breath was observed by as many as twenty guards? We had doors in the palace, but we rarely used them. Now the entire tribe would know how much and how often we loved each other. I didn't care; one look at the woman I loved and everyone else disappeared.She came to me, extended her hand and led me to the bath. A guard handed her the soap as she eased me into the cool water. Hosi sat behind me, kissing my cheek and neck as she reached around me to wash the filth from my body. I leaned back, cushioning my body against her swollen breasts. I envied Davy and longed for the day when I could once again suckle at my wife's breast. I turned my head to kiss Hosi; it was quick and relatively chaste. “Tonight, huh? Good choice; I hope I can stay awake.” I was being serious, but everyone within earshot began to laugh.“Don't you worry, darling,” Hosi whispered, “I think I can keep you awake.” Now there was more than laughter—there was howling in the baths and soon it spread to the streets and lanes. Hosi finished washing me and pulled me up. She dried me carefully, paying an awful lot of attention to my now turgid cock. I was turning red with embarrassment and it only got worse when Hosi led me away by my erection.We walked past the grinning guards—did everyone know what Hosi had planned? She led me to our bedroom, pushed me onto the bed and jumped on top of me. “I love you, David and now I'm going to prove it to you.”“Hosi, you prove it to me every day—the way you hold me, the way you kiss me, the way you care for our children…everything you do.”“Perhaps…but I need to prove this to you—I need you…need you inside me to make me feel complete.” Hosi rubbed her breasts into my chest and sighed, “You know…I still love the feeling of your hair on my skin. It makes me want you so much.” She continued as I placed my hands along the sides of her glorious orbs.Her rubbing left droplets of milk on my chest. “How long,” I wondered, “before Davy wants his next meal?”“If you're wondering about Davy let me tell you he's spending the night elsewhere…with a friend who is still producing milk and Kela is at what Scott called a sleep-over with Sama. She told me they would be up all night, but they'll be sound asleep by now. You're stuck with me all night, but you're not going to sleep…not yet, anyway.” She rubbed her slit against my cock. No matter how tired I might be it could always be counted on to respond. “Oh my, you're not as tired as you think. You feel like a rock down there—a rock I'm planning to use over and over tonight. Seriously, David, I have missed you so much.”“Then stop talking and put me into you. I've missed you, too…more than I can tell you.” Hosi smiled for a few seconds and then my cock disappeared into her hot wet hole. I could never understand how she could stay so tight after having Kela. Now, after having two children, she was still as tight as a virgin. Maybe it was her warrior training or just great genes, but her appearance hadn't changed at all. I'd bet that she didn't gain even a pound after her two pregnancies.Hosi rose up slowly, savoring the sensation of having me in her, of having me stretch her vaginal walls. I could see the rapture in her eyes as she dropped down onto my cock again. She moved so slowly, looking into my eyes the entire time. She moved her nipple to my mouth, encouraging me to suckle. “Go ahead, darling. I'll have plenty tomorrow for Davy. I know you've wanted this for a long time. Suckle me—drink my hot delicious milk.” I lifted my head and wrapped my lips around her hard nipple and suckled like her baby—in many respects I was. She was stronger than me by far. She could mold me to her will. If she wanted to she could take me over her knee and spank me like a child. She was the Queen—she could make all the decisions and the women of the tribe would support her. Why didn't she do all these things? My only answer was that she really did love me.I was really beat, but I couldn't resist Hosi—I began to move, driving my hard hot cock deep into her. Soon we had established our rhythm as Hosi drove her clit into me with my every thrust. She closed her eyes and arched her back. She held still for just a moment before grunting loudly and driving herself forward with unbelievable force. She fell gently onto my chest. Kissing my neck she whispered, “That was incredible. I can't believe how much I've missed that.”“Why are you whispering?” I replied, “Doesn't the entire village know what's going on? It certainly seemed that way at the baths.”“Oh, dear! I hope you're not angry with me. I was so happy that we could make love again I told everyone I met.” She was on the verge of crying. I pulled her into a long deep kiss, my tongue searching for and finding hers. I broke the kiss after a minute, “No, Hosi I'm not angry. I learned a long time ago that there's no privacy around here. How many times have the guards run in when one of us is screaming in ecstasy? No, Hosi I love you too much to let a little thing like that bother me.” I let her know for sure by thrusting up deep into her pussy. Apparently there were some advantages to being tired—I hadn't cum despite all of Hosi's actions on my cock.She leaned up and grinned, “I thought you were tired.” I just shrugged my shoulders and smiled. I drove into her again and she moved up and kissed me. She held my head--her fingers in my hair—as she began her own movements. Hosi was both strong and flexible and it showed as she bent my cock into positions I never even imagined existed. Every bend of my cock created friction that was going to ultimately drive me absolutely crazy with desire and the need to cum.On and on she drove, grinding her clit into me. I was mesmerized by the sight of her swollen breasts swaying in rhythm with her motions. I thrust up every time she rolled forward, driving myself as deeply into her body as humanly possible. I may have been exhausted, but I surely wasn't dead. My cock reacted, more slowly than usual maybe, but it was making up for lost time now. I could feel a tiny rumble deep within my balls. It built in intensity with every thrust. After several minutes I was right at the edge; I needed to get over—it was driving me mad with lust. Hosi must have sensed it because she suddenly shifted into overdrive. She still ground her clit into me with force and energy, but now she was doing it faster—much faster than I thought possible. I could see that she was getting close; could I hold back for her? After pushing myself to cum—being desperate to reach orgasm—now I tried to throttle down, to control my reactions for my lover. I still met her every thrust, but with slightly less energy and force. I held myself right on the edge until I saw Hosi tense, shudder, and shake in orgasmic bliss. My orgasm was anything but bliss—I exploded in her, savagely drowning her pussy and womb in my seed. I wrapped my arms around Hosi, holding her close and kissing her repeatedly—her cheek, her neck, her hair.The next thing I knew the light was shining through the skylight and Hosi was looking down at me, a smile on her face. “I guess you really were tired. C'mon, we both need to bathe then we'll eat and relax.” I had a pretty good idea what Hosi meant by “relax” and I was all for it.I rose and began to dress, but Hosi stopped me. “I want everyone to see your seed on your organ and legs. I want everyone to know that we were able to make love again.”“I would have thought everyone knew already. You know how news spreads here in the village.” I dropped my shorts and followed her—both of us naked—for the short stroll to the baths. We passed many of the tribeswomen on the way and they all noticed the dried semen on my shriveled cock and Hosi's thighs. All smiled happily, but said nothing. Some of the men were also there and their reaction was the same, although they patted me on the back. I didn't know what the big deal was—everyone who could was fucking themselves silly every day of the week.We finally reached the baths where everyone was naked. I slipped slowly into the cool river water as I noticed Paulo sitting on the other side of the bath. I slid my arm around Hosi and kissed her as I waved Paulo closer. “How are you doing, Paulo? I'll bet you never imagined what's happened over the past weeks.”“No, Senhor, I was a virgin when I came here. I had a girlfriend when I was sold to those men, but after that I had no hope…none at all. I am very happy to be here.”“How are the twins treating you? I know them well and Hosi knows them even better. They are her close friends.”“They are after me all day and night. I love it, but it is tiring and they tell me I must also…uh, do it with others in the tribe.”“Yes, Paulo,” Hosi replied, “all the men have a group of tribeswomen they must satisfy. Even David was under the Queen's orders to mate with others. I hated to know David was with other women, but our duty to the tribe comes first. If you see Dennis in the hospital he will explain everything to you. Some of us are on birth control, but we need to grow the tribe and you can be an important part of that.”We chatted with Paulo and several tribeswomen for almost a half hour while Hosi washed me and I returned the favor. I was somewhat refreshed when we exited and dried ourselves. We walked with our arms around each other back to the palace. Davy was there anxiously awaiting his next meal. Hosi accommodated him by taking him to her nipple, the same nipple she had used to nourish me last evening. We sat naked—Hosi, Kela, and me—for our breakfast which consisted of excellent scrambled eggs. I added salt and ketchup which I had bought months ago on a visit to the city. Kevin had planted a huge patch of tomatoes which we were all enjoying immensely. Soon we were going to make our own ketchup, but not being a cook it was a job I'd leave to others. Hosi gave the children to the guards once we were done and we returned to our room. “Time to ‘relax,' eh.”Hosi laughed, but picked me up and tossed me on the bed. I often pitied the poor tribeswomen who maintained the palace. We were in and out of bed so often it hardly paid to ever make it, yet as soon as we left it was remade with clean sheets washed in the river and dried over a nearby fence. Being Queen was a tough job, but it had its advantages.We were both naked so when Hosi jumped on me there was nothing between us but skin. I rubbed my hands up and down her wonderful body. I spent a lot of time on her ass—so smooth yet so incredibly muscular and powerful. I looked up into her eyes and mouthed, “I love you so much…more than life itself.”A tear came to her eye, “Please don't talk like that, David. You have no idea how much I worried about you when you went after those poachers…and then to go out there with no weapons. I thought I would faint when Harry told me about that. Now I have you here with me…I never want to let you go…never! Now I want you to lie still. Consider that a royal proclamation. I'm doing all the work.”I raised my hand meekly, just like when I was a dweeby kid in elementary school, “Is it OK if I play with your breasts and maybe kiss you a bit? After all, I wouldn't want to get into trouble.”“I'll go you one better—open that mouth and latch on to my nipple. My friend is taking care of Davy again today so there will be plenty for you. I think you're going to need it. You only came once last night and I only came twice. I hope to double that today. I'm taking a holiday—no work—only you.” Hosi leaned forward dropping her leaking nipple into my waiting mouth as she reached between my legs for my hard cock. She rubbed it into her slit several times before changing the angle slightly allowing me to slide effortlessly into her warmth. Hosi moved slowly and when I tried to respond she held her finger up to stop me.I got the message—lie still and suck on my tit. That's what I did—for a few seconds anyway then I couldn't help myself. I rocked with Hosi, keeping time with her motions. She gave me a stern look so I shrugged my shoulders and whispered, “I'm only human, you know. I can never resist you, especially at a time like this.” She gave me another stern look but she couldn't hold it. In seconds we were laughing like a couple of idiots. All attempts at reserve were shattered. Our lovemaking became frenetic and totally out of control. Several guards walked in to give Hosi a message—they were ignored until, after several minutes, we tensed simultaneously and with one final exertion thrust hard into each other and came and came and came. We collapsed onto the bed covered in sweat. Only then did Hosi realize that we weren't alone.“This had better be important,” she said threateningly.“We think it is. Adam and his party have returned. They have found the source of the river and more important…some kind of well coming out of the mountain.”“Don't yell at them,” I told Hosi, “This could be the answer to all our prayers—an artesian well.”“What is this, David? I don't understand.”“Let's go out and hear what they have to say.” We rose hurriedly, cum dripping down our legs, dressed and walked quickly to the throne room.”Adam was grinning when we approached, “Um, sorry to disturb you my Queen…you lucky dog, David.” I gave him a playful punch, but I really wanted to hear what he had to say.“We followed the river upstream for seven days when we found a tributary. We left that alone and followed the main river up into the mountain. We followed it all the way to a huge glacier. It must be more than a hundred feet thick. Water ran off from underneath at a tremendous rate. We knew we couldn't do anything with the glacier so we returned downstream until we reached that tributary again. We followed it up the mountain for two days until we found the source. The water came up right out of the mountain. Is that what you call an artesian well?”“It sounds like it, but I'll have to see it to be sure, I replied. I turned to Hosi to explain, “What they found was a glacier. Think of a mountain of ice—solid water. Remember when we were in New York? We had ice in many of our drinks? Well, this is a natural event. It gets very cold up high in the mountains and instead of rain they will get snow. That is solid water falling from the sky. It is so cold that the snow never melts into regular water. Over hundreds of years the snow builds up and compacts into ice just like we had in our drinks only millions of times larger. The ice is called a glacier. It's really heavy so it slides down the mountain, but it moves very slowly. I've seen glaciers crush huge boulders like I would crush an egg. I don't think we can do anything with the glacial water, but an artesian well is something else.“Sometimes water gets underground and moves through the rock. Limestone like we have in the baths is one of the best. It has very tiny holes in it, so small that they can't be seen. The stone filters everything out of the water so it's usually totally pure. If it's close enough we can run a pipe from there to the village. We'd have an unending supply of pure clean water.” Hosi smiled. I knew she would trust my judgment. We allowed Adam to rest for a few days before we left for the mountains. He had taken the long way there, but now we were able to take a much shorter and direct route. I used my GPS to take the coordinates of the village. I noted the geological features as we walked, stopping to use my rock hammer and pick several times. When we reached the source I saw it was indeed an artesian well. The GPS told me it was about fifteen miles as the crow flies to the village and it was downhill all the way. I patted Adam on the back and hugged all the women on the team.We returned to the village and met with Scott. He told us we could buy huge spools of PVC pipe. Each spool would hold more than a mile of pipe. We could run it down the hill to the village. He described how we could collect the water at the source and build a fountain in the plaza where it could be distributed. Now the issue was how to buy the piping. It took us months to buy and transport the pipe to the valley. Moving it up to the mountain was a breeze—one Amazon every twenty feet made moving it child's play. Scott coordinated the construction of a stone pool lined with the same primitive concrete that we used in the irrigation channels in the plaza with overflow diverted directly into the river. At the source a catch basin was constructed. Wherever possible the piping was dug underground. Where that couldn't be done the exposed pipe was buried under rocks that were concreted in place. The entire tribe was on hand when the water began to flow. The mood was much like it had been when Scott erected his water wheel several years before. Nobody was happier than Dennis. This could mean an end to treating the villagers for dysentery and cholera. Dysentery was an annoyance, but cholera could wipe out half the tribe before he was able to get it under control.I held Hosi's hand as the fresh pure water began to flow from the pipe. We had built the fountain so the pipe was almost four feet higher than the catch basin. Watching the arc flow was fascinating—a testimony to the determination that had been the symbol of Hosi's reign. It showed how much could be accomplished even out here in the wild jungle. I was wrapped up in the ceremony until Hosi leaned into me, her soft breast brushing against my arm. “I'm pregnant again,” she whispered, “I told you I wanted another ten.” I kissed her briefly and looked up into the clouds. My eyes wandered over the verdant valley, the happy people, and back to my wife. I couldn't wait to get her alone so I could show her once again how much I loved her. What a life—what a wonderful life!To be continued, by senorlongo for SexStories.

LoveIn 7 parts, based on the posts by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novel. I woke too early the following morning, but I really didn't have a choice. Hosi was still spooned in front of me and my hand was still on her soft firm breast. However, what woke me were her two hands--one gently rubbing my balls and the other my cock head into her puckered star. She looked over her shoulder and smiled, “Good morning, Consort…enjoy your first real night in the palace?”“Sure,” I responded in a whisper, “but I'm still having the same problem I had in our little house—someone keeps waking me up.”Hosi laughed, “I guess I'm guilty of wanting you too much. I have to tell you, though, that rubbing you against my ass feels really good. I'm thinking that we should try that anal sex. Can we do it now?”“No, Hosi it will take a lot of preparation. We'll need some lubricant…probably that oil they used on me when I was milked and I will have to prep you. It could take a long time, but if I don't you'll want to kill me. That's how painful it could be, especially the first time. Instead…how about this?” I lifted her leg over my hip and took my cock from her. I rubbed it into her slit and slipped it into her mere seconds later.“Mmmmm…I like this idea. I like it a lot. I can reach down and hold your balls and I can turn around and kiss you…like this.” She laid a big juicy kiss on me. Our tongues dueled as our passion grew. We heard a noise behind us and Hosi broke away, looked over me, shook her head, and resumed. Whoever it was—a guard, I assumed—left and we continued our lovemaking. I pounded Hosi's pussy and mauled her breasts; she loved it. I could tell from her breathing which became rapid and shallow. When I reached down to pinch her clit she jumped, groaned loudly and finally collapsed as she came really hard. She was still shaking several minutes later. I held her tightly, kissing her neck and back. I whispered, “I love you,” in her ear.I was still in her when she clapped once. She told the responding guard, “Please bring our daughter.” The guard bowed and backed out. Minutes later Kela was squealing as she climbed over us. I was still inside Hosi's pussy, but that didn't matter. Kela had seen us fucking dozens of times. What would have been the most hideous taboo in our society was just normal everyday living in the valley.“Watch this, Kela. Watch Mommy make Daddy cum. I'll bet I won't even have to move.” Hosi had incredible control over her muscles and her vaginal muscles were no exception. She squeezed my cock from base to tip and repeated, eventually cycling every two to three seconds. The sensations were incredible. She made me cum in about two minutes. “Yaaay, Mommy,” she exclaimed.Kela was not impressed. “Dada…Dada,” she said as she smiled and climbed over my legs so I could hold and hug her.Hosi was in a mock pout, “I don't know…I do all the work and what do I get…Dada! I can't win.” Then laughing again she continued, “Actually, all I ever do is win. I got you and Kela and in about six months we'll have another and I'm Queen and maybe I'll have another ten babies. Let's get up and eat. I have some work this morning.”Hosi never failed to amaze me. She wanted another ten kids? I pulled out, wiped my sloppy cock on a towel and dressed. We walked to the dining hall where we ate another breakfast of eggs and fruit. I was reminded to spend some time with the cooks. Kela enjoyed the eggs and tiny pieces of fruit. She sat on my lap while I tickled her by kissing her neck. I loved hearing her say “Dada” and I couldn't wait to hear her say “Mama,” too. We were a happy family, and after the events of the past few days an extremely lucky one, too.Hosi kissed me and went to the throne room to deal with some business; I went to the kitchen. Kela was left in the care of several guards. She would see her buddy Sama, Scott's daughter, later in the day.I went directly to the kitchen and spoke to the cooks. I asked to see their cooking implements—they didn't have even a single frying pan or skillet, or griddle. I was about to describe one when a thought hit me like a thunderbolt. These women may have been cooks, but they were also warriors. “Do you know Kevin,” I asked. I continued when they nodded, “Please run and I do mean run to his house and tell him I need him and his pistol immediately.” I turned and ran back to our bed chamber. I found my pistol, checked the magazine and racked the slide, chambering a round. I set the safety, slid the pistol into my belt under my shirt, and ran to the throne room. I walked in—I did not wish to alarm Hosi and interrupted her, “I am sorry, my Queen, but I must speak with you immediately.” I took her aside and she understood before I even finished; she returned to the throne and interrupted her business to summon the captain of the guards.“Assemble all the guards. I wish to speak with them.” Five minutes later they were present, formed up into four lines of ten each, their spears at their sides. “Captain, I wish to know who was on duty when Queen Aleppa was injured by Reta.” The captain looked down the ranks and, while she did, I removed my pistol from my belt and thumbed the safety off. I hid it behind my back while I alertly eyed the lines of guards.Suddenly, two guards split ranks, going in opposite directions, left and right. Each aimed a spear at Hosi. I pulled her down, dropped to my knee and took out the guard to the right—she was much closer. Two explosions rocked the chamber as my 9-millimeter fired, the heavy lead slugs striking home in the center of her chest. I wheeled left and was about to fire when three more explosions echoed through the room. Simultaneously two spears drove through her body. Two guards had done their duty. The rogue guard clutched her throat and fell forward dead.I pulled Hosi up and hugged her, “I think it's finally over. I couldn't understand how Reta could get the queen alone and then it struck me. She needed to have the cooperation of several guards. Maybe the queen was alone and maybe she wasn't, but either way Reta could not have done all this by herself.”We looked up and all the remaining guards were on their knees, their heads on the floor. The captain spoke, “My Queen, those two were the only guards on duty that day. I must be getting stupid; I should have realized that they were in collusion with Reta. With your permission I will have their bodies removed and taken to the jungle to be left there and eaten by the animals.” I learned later that this was akin to being sent to Hell in our society. Hosi thanked the two who had hurled their spears, gave her permission and we retreated to our quarters. We both hugged Kevin and Hosi kissed him as we thanked him for coming so quickly. “You'd thank me even more if you knew what I left behind—three beautiful virgins all vying for my favors. I didn't think there were many left, but I am glad I was able to get here in time. My friends will still be there when I return.” He bowed to Hosi and left.Hosi was visibly shaken when I took her back to bed. I didn't want to fuck her, but I did think she would benefit from being held and caressed. We were there for several minutes when I realized that Hosi was crying. “Will this never end, David? This is like some of those diseases you told me about.”“I think it's over now, Hosi. If there's anyone else they'll be too afraid to act, but I think we've emptied the nest. She had her followers during the attack. It makes sense that all her disciples be with her then. They had no way of knowing what resistance they would encounter. The guards, though, couldn't join in without giving themselves away. Once the attackers were caught they probably thought they could lay low until they had a chance to take care of you somehow. Now, please take a little advice. Take the rest of the day off. Rest and relax; there's nothing pressing today.” Hosi took my advice. We stayed in bed except for taking time to bathe, eat, and use the toilet. When we rose the following morning we were met with an incredible surprise.We had our breakfast—the eggs were better, but we obviously needed something to fry with, and a few recipes, too. Upon completing our meal the captain of the guards told us that the tribe had gathered outside the palace. We looked at each other incredulously. Cautiously, Hosi and I walked out. I carried Kela in my arms, debating whether I should try for my pistol. Finally, I decided it would be a waste of time. If they wanted us dead there wasn't much I could do with a pistol to stop that. Instead, the door opened and we walked out. The entire tribe went to its knees, the palace guards included. The Council of Elders rose and approached.“My Queen,” the eldest began, speaking loudly enough for all to hear, “we are appalled at everything that has befallen you. You are our Queen, chosen in a contest you won fairly and with incredible strength and skill. We wish to repeat the allegiance ceremony so you will know that each and every one of us wants and respects you as our Queen. May I be the first?”Hosi and I were shocked. I knew she would have preferred to say it was unnecessary. However, to do so would have a negative effect on the tribe. She steeled herself to repeat the ceremony. A large chair was brought forth for Hosi and she commanded one for me as well. We sat this time as one after another of the tribe repeated their oath. When they were done Hosi thanked them and declared the day a holiday. We adjourned to the baths where we were stripped to enjoy the clear warm water. Kela loved the baths. I was teaching her to enjoy being submerged. Soon I would teach her and the others to swim. When I mentioned it to Hosi she admitted that none of the Amazons could swim; several drowned each year from falling into a river or stream. In fact, she didn't believe it could even be done. I couldn't believe it! If we lost only five Amazons a year we would also lose perhaps twenty offspring over the course of their lives. At a time when we were all working hard to increase the size of the tribe such a loss was inconceivable. There had to be something we could do. I discussed the problem with Scott. He had some ideas, but first I had to convince Hosi.I had a thin rope tied around my waist so I wouldn't go over the falls. I went first to the waist-deep water where the current was weak and flopped over onto my back. I floated easily much to the amazement of the tribe. I flipped over and swam strongly up river, allowing myself to float slowly back. When I stood up I received an ovation.I explained that one must always be aware of the current, especially in a river with a waterfall, but in a lazy pool like that at the bottom of the fall it would be easy to frolic and swim safely. After my demonstration Hosi gladly approved the construction of a swimming area. Scott and I supervised the construction of a dam making up three-quarters of a circle roughly 200 meters above the falls. It slowed the flow of water making a pool that was shallow and safe. The dam sealed off about half of the river with the other half flowing freely toward the falls. I took Kela into the water first, bouncing her up and down and deliberately submerging her for several seconds. She laughed and splashed as I held her tightly under her arms. I returned her to the shore leaving her with Rini before taking Hosi by the hand. She feigned nervousness, but she knew all too well that I'd never allow her to be hurt. I placed her on her back and instructed her in the art of floating. She had tried several times with mixed success when I suggested we trade places. She held her hands under my back as I had done with her. I managed to “slip off” and went under, rising a few seconds later and squirting her with water from my mouth. Thus began the tribal swimming lessons. All the men served as eager teachers--the prospect of handling all those nubile bodies was all the motivation anyone would need. I doubted that any of the Amazons would become competitive, but, hopefully, far fewer would drown should they fall into the water.Hosi had been Queen for slightly over a month when we had some unexpected visitors one morning. Scott walked in with Rini, Lona, and his daughter Sama. Kela jumped up and down, running to Sama. Seconds later they were playing and running as only toddlers can. Scott approached--his arms around Rini and Lona. They bowed and Scott spoke, “I didn't think it possible, my Queen, but these two have made me forget all the bad things that happened to me with Reta. They think they love me; I know I have come to love them in the past month. I request permission to move in with them.” Hosi jumped down from her throne and went to hug Scott and each of the women, “Permission gladly granted. I wish you all the best. You certainly deserve it.”She kissed each of them and returned to my side as they left arm in arm. “We were really lucky that they joined up with Scott. They're exactly what he needed.”“Luck, darling had nothing to do with it. Rini and Lona are two of my best friends. Of course, I knew he would never accept being—what's the term you use—oh, yes, ‘fixed up' so I had them handle it as though it was all their idea.” I looked at my mate, not for the first time, with awe and admiration in my eyes.I listened on the shortwave every night for the message from my friends. Truthfully, I was about to give up hope when I heard at last from Sean. He, Harry, Steve, John, and Jacob were almost ready. They expected to fly to Recife the following Friday. He asked if that would be OK. I told him that the sooner the better so far as we were concerned. I told him I would bring a pleasant surprise to town when they arrived. Hosi was extremely pleased when I told her. We made our plans the very next day.Friday morning couldn't come fast enough. We decided to take both boats—Kevin would pilot one with three of the virgins we selected to accompany us, as well as one of his favorite women. I drove the other with Hosi and the other two virgins. The men's first night in the jungle would be a memorable one—all the virgins were eagerly looking forward to their first fucking. We pulled up to the dock in mid-afternoon, having reserved seven rooms, almost the entire inn, for the night. We walked to the airport and waited for their plane to land. This was the first time any of the women other than Hosi had ever worn any covering over the upper half of their bodies. I could tell they found the experience uncomfortable.It was really funny when the men exited the airplane—hilarious actually. The guys stood in a line looking at the women; they stood and looked at the men. I was reminded of a junior high school dance. Finally, one of the virgins introduced herself to one of the men and led him away. Soon they were all paired up until I noticed a problem—there were two men for the last woman. “Sorry, David,” said Harry, “We had a last minute addition—my brother Gene. He's the most useless of all of us; he's a lawyer.”“It's OK with me,” the virgin Tama exclaimed. “I think I can handle both of them.” We shared a laugh as she linked arms with the two men and joined the others for the short walk back to the hotel. I expected the men to suggest a brief nap after their long flights, but it was the Amazons who took control, leading the men like sheep to slaughter. It was just past four; I suggested we meet around 8:00 for dinner. Hosi retrieved a small amphora capped with a wooden plug from our boat; then she and I retired to our room. I stripped naked and knelt to remove Hosi's skirt, sandals, and thong. I stood and pulled her T-shirt over her head, twisting her around as I did. I leaned down to kiss her neck as my arms went around her waist. “You're the best looking queen I've ever known. I used to think of Elizabeth whenever I envisioned a queen. She's definitely not my type.”“Who's this Elizabeth? And should I be jealous?”I couldn't stop laughing long enough to explain. Eventually, I ran out of breath. “Elizabeth…is the…Queen of England,” I gasped. “That's an island nation a long, long way from here. Her son is old enough to be my father. She's in her eighties. She does have a certain appeal, though—she's the richest woman in the world. However,” I paused for dramatic effect, something that was not lost on Hosi, “you certainly have treasures of your own and I do LOVE your treasures.” I cupped her breasts as I nibbled her ear. “Let's wash and then I'd like to explore those delicious assets.” Hosi giggled wildly as I led her to the shower.We'd been in these showers before—many times. They were tiny, made for one at most, so, of course, we squeezed in together. I always enjoyed her breasts poking into my chest; she always enjoyed my hard cock poking her. In fact, she always enjoyed getting poked by my cock, in the shower, in the hallway, on a dresser, in bed…oh well, you get the idea. We sometimes lingered in the shower reveling in the hot water, but today we had a bigger need. We needed to fuck—we were desperate for each other.I had barely finished drying Hosi and had water still dripping from my body when she yanked my arm and pulled me relentlessly toward the bed. She pushed me back, my legs wide feet on the floor. She dove in leading with her tongue. Hosi laved my cock and balls with her long, strong and talented tongue. I lay there in sublime ecstasy until she pulled back, “I'm ready, Consort. You may prepare me.”I looked up to see her grinning widely, eyes ablaze with excitement. She held the small capped jar in her hand. It took me almost a minute to realize what she was saying—what she meant and wanted. “Are you sure,” I asked sincerely. “It could take us an hour to get you ready and then it could be over in seconds. I'm really hot for you.”Hosi giggled, “I'll take my chances. You wouldn't disappoint the queen, would you?” She sounded serious, but we both knew different. I stood, took the oil from her and held her in my arms as I kissed her deeply. She melted in my embrace as I melted in hers. I never failed to be amazed that I had come thousands of miles to the deepest jungle of Brazil to find the love of my life. I traded places with Hosi, placing her gently on the bed while I moved to the floor. I placed a pillow under her hips and told her, “You saw the couple in the movie. They were fucking in what's called “doggie,” because that's the positions that two animals would take. I've always found it easier and more enjoyable this way—with you on your back and your legs in the air. This way you will be able to see everything I do and if I hurt you we will both be able to see what I did wrong. OK, so far?”Hosi nodded and I moved forward, pouring a small amount of oil onto my hand. I rubbed it into her anus, enjoying how it made Hosi squirm. Then I pushed my first finger into her. She'd already had a single finger so that wasn't the least traumatic. I massaged that finger into her asshole for almost five minutes before adding a second. I turned my fingers clockwise and counter-clockwise—back and forth-- stretching her anus and preparing it to accept my thick cock. I added more and more oil and ten minutes later my third finger. They formed a triangle in my lover's ass. I was pleased to see how well she was handling the intrusion.I leaned to her side and kissed her, all the while fucking her ass with those three persistent fingers. “OK, darling?” When she sighed and smiled I continued, “Good, I'll do it soon. I'm as hard as your spear.” Fucking her this way, I took another ten minutes before I was sure she was ready. I poured a small amount of oil over my throbbing cock. In one quick motion I pulled my fingers out and thrust my cock in, aiming for the small gape left in her anus.I took less than three seconds to push my cock almost half-way into her. I placed her legs on my shoulders and leaned forward again. Hosi's eyes went wide when she realized that she could see both my hands. Immediately, she looked down, spying my organ well embedded into her ass. We kissed, and held that sensational kiss, for more than ten minutes while I sawed in and out of her tight dark hole. Using my other hand I began to tickle her cunt—rubbing her labia, fingering her tunnel, and pinching her clit. I needed to turn her on quickly or I was going to cum and leave my Queen high and dry. That would never do.I was able to sense small tremors in Hosi's body so I shifted into a higher gear, actively twisting her clit between my fingers. It came like lightning, almost without warning. So massive was her spasm that she leapt more than a foot from the bed in spite of her difficult position. Relieved that she had cum, I followed quickly dumping load after load of slick white semen deep into her bowel. I collapsed onto her as our sweat pooled between her breasts and in her navel. Hosi's reaction—one word—“Awesome!”We barely had the strength to move—OK, I barely had the strength to move—so Hosi pulled me back to the shower. We washed each other and tried to dry ourselves with the thin hotel towels. We fell into the bed naked and pulled the blanket over us as we fell asleep quickly in spite of the grunts and groans coming through the walls and ceiling. The last thing I heard was, “We must definitely do that again.” Then she kissed me and I was gone.I had left a request for a wake-up call at 6:00. It took my best efforts in Portuguese to ensure that the staff knew I was talking about “P.M.” not “A.M.” I had them call all of our rooms around 7:30 and it was a good decision. As expected the Amazons were fresh as daisies; the men looked like…well, happy, but beaten up. Wait until tomorrow morning. I was thrilled at the men's arrival. As the Queen's consort I was pretty much taken out of circulation. How would it look for the Queen's mate to be hunting up pussy in the village? I did as instructed by Aleppa, but I knew Hosi hated when I had sex with another woman even though she knew it was necessary to increase the size of the tribe. Now with five—no, six—new men I would be free to stay at home where I much preferred to be.I took Hosi shopping while the men and their new friends “rested.” We went to every general store in the city and we bought every frying pan, griddle, and skillet we could get our hands on. These would do until we were able to make our own from cast iron. Sean was an amateur smith and he knew more about making things from iron than anyone I knew. I'd get him straight to work as soon as we reached the village. The only problem was that a typical work day was only four to five hours. The rest of the time would be taken up by warrior training and sex. With the six new men there would now be nine to service almost 450 ripe and eager women. Even the Elders were none too old—barely in their forties and I knew from personal experience that they all wanted to be impregnated, too.Hosi and I could barely stifle a laugh when we saw the men the following morning. Even Harry and his brother had managed to cum twice each in the afternoon and another two times after dinner; the others even more. The Amazons carried the luggage; the men were lucky they could carry themselves. We loaded the boats as evenly as we could and cast off. We ran upriver at about thirty miles an hour, substantially below our normal cruising speed due to the heavy loads. I doubted we'd had more of a load since our first trip almost two years ago.En route I could see Hosi speaking in earnest with Tama, the Amazon who had volunteered to take on Harry and his brother Gene; they had fallen asleep on their seats. I heard the story once we were home and in bed. There are definitely no secrets in the village. All the women talked together and their newly found sex lives was the number one topic. I once heard a conversation about an hour-long sexual liaison that had lasted for more than three hours. As a result even the most inexperienced Amazon probably knew more about fucking and sucking than the average male from so-called civilization. Tama led the men into the room, depositing their luggage on the floor. She had never been in a hotel, but had, of course heard all about them from Hosi and other friends who had come to town with us. She turned to face them and began to strip, “I am so glad to be able to take this off. I have never covered my body before, but Queen Hosi said there would be trouble if we didn't.” She dropped her skirt and removed her thong. In seconds she was completely naked while Harry and Gene stood there frozen, taking in her beauty. Tama moved to them and began to remove their clothing. They were both hard as rocks, their erections bouncing and pulsing with excitement. “I have never done this, but I have learned a lot from my friends. There must be some way I can take care of both of you.”Finally, Harry spoke. He was nervous which would have been a surprise to anyone who only knew the joking wise-cracking Harry. “I think you could use your mouth and your pussy…your vagina at the same time. Then, maybe later we could switch…if that's OK with you.”“Yes, I am very willing. Let us use the bed. Should I lie down or what?” They sat Tama on the bed between them, taking turns kissing and fondling her large firm breasts. Tama took each man's organ into her hands, rubbing and caressing each penis and running her hands down to cup their balls.“Wow,” Harry whispered, “Are you sure you've never done this? You're awfully good.”“Yeah,” Gene chimed in, “you're doing everything right, but I have a confession—I've never done it either. That's why I wanted to come here.” Tama turned to him and kissed him passionately, her tongue finding its way into his mouth. She leaned over and licked his cock exactly as she had heard from her friends. She loved the feeling of power it gave her. She had the feeling that doing this could turn the strongest man to jelly. She enjoyed licking around his helmet and, on impulse, took him deep into her mouth. He reacted exactly as her friends had said he would; she really liked this small man with the big penis.Gene climbed onto the bed, pulling Tama with him. Harry positioned her on her hands and knees near the edge of the bed. He found her pussy flooded with her musky juice. He slid his cock, only a fraction smaller than Gene's into her easily as Tama leaned forward to continue sucking Gene's big cock. Both men were tired from their journey, but they were so excited that they came quickly. Harry fell onto the bed exhausted, but Gene got up, flipped Tama over onto her back and put his mouth to her tunnel. Gene had been, and technically still was, a virgin but he'd seen plenty of porn. He was tentative at first, but within a minute he attacked her pussy energetically, paying special attention to her hard hot clit. Tama began to shudder; the shudders turned into shakes and eventually to a massive spasm which shook her entire body. “Thank you, Gene that was wonderful.” Gene nodded and smiled then he climbed onto the bed next to Tama. They kissed and held each other while Harry slept.Later they reversed and Gene's virginity was no more. Tama loved the way his cock filled her. She wondered what it would feel like in her ass. She'd heard others talking about it, but couldn't imagine how it would work. She resolved to speak with her Queen in the morning.It was late afternoon when we reached the falls. As Queen, Hosi went first up the rope. Once she had reached the top she quickly organized a team to help. I recognized our cooks and gave them the best of the skillets. The rest went to the Elders, the other men, and the palace guards. I had spoken at length with Sean on the trip. He had several ideas as to other cooking implements we could make.This might have seemed a trifle, but feeding the tribe was one of the Queen's primary responsibilities. We already had almost three hundred chickens in a huge coop well below the village where any run-off from rain would not contaminate our water supply. In another six months we'd be able to eat chicken as well as the eggs. The other responsibilities included maintaining the housing and settling disputes, and of course, defending the tribe. Having spent most of my time in our little house with Hosi I had been shielded from most of this, but now I could see how frustrating all this work could be. I had to help her and the best way was always to fuck her until she dropped. My problem was that she had much more endurance than I could ever hope for. Not only was she a woman—she was an Amazon—strong and tougher than nails.We fell into a pattern, much like in our pre-Queen days. We made love every morning before rising from bed, again after lunch when possible and again in the evening before we retired. Fortunately, for me Hosi was already pregnant and was told by Dennis to curtail actual intercourse. Now we used our mouths and hands on each other. When Hosi was seven months along I had to go to the city; we were in desperate need of some supplies, especially seed for the spring planting. This was the only time we had been separated since my initial return from the U.S. What I saw going down river was terrifying. I rushed back to the valley and called into conference all the men, the military leaders, and my Queen.I explained what I had seen—massive deforestation—on both sides of the Amazon roughly one hundred miles from the valley. There had been no sign of it just a month ago. I explained my concerns and listed what I saw as solutions. In the end it was Hosi's decision and hers alone. She took almost no time to decide, “I trust you completely, David. Do what you think best. Just keep me informed.” I promised her I would and then I did something I dreaded—I told her I would have to be away from her for several days. “Just be ready to take care of me when you get back,” she replied and then she gave me a wonderful kiss. I gathered Gene and we left immediately.Gene and I went right to the boat. We didn't wait to pack or say good-bye. Gene had proven very popular with the Amazons. First of all, he was relatively short and light weight. The women loved to pick him up and carry him around the valley; he kind of liked it, too. Despite his short stature there was nothing short about his cock. I had, of course, seen him in the toilets and the baths. The toilets! This was the one thing the men had the hardest time adjusting to. Few had yet to fully accept doing their business in front of a bunch of beautiful women. I practically laughed myself off the seat the first time one of the Amazons had offered Sean some of the wide leaves we used to wipe with. Sean, befitting his Irish heritage, had fair skin and red hair. This was the first, but not the last, time his face perfectly matched his hair. Another occurred when one of the Amazons actually offered to wipe his dirty butt.Gene had the largest cock of any of the men, including me. Several times Hosi had teased me, suggesting that she should have waited. I pretended to pout and we all had a great laugh over it. Now I needed Gene's legal expertise—badly.Our first stop was the American Consulate. We met with the consul who, greatly to his diplomatic credit, didn't blink an eye when I made my request. He asked us why and we explained. He excused himself and returned to us about twenty minutes later. “What you have requested will be in the next diplomatic pouch. The Secretary told me the ‘materials' would be a gift—thanks for a job well done. If you return Thursday afternoon I'll have everything ready.” We thanked him and left.Our next stop was at the local government office where we politely requested to see the person in charge. We wore our crosses and pretended that we were representing our church. “Senhor,” I began, “our church is very concerned about the deforestation we have seen. We would like to purchase a large tract of land well upriver to set aside as a preserve—no logging, no hunting, nothing. This way there will always be some wilderness in the future. There are many animals that will be forced into extinction if no action is taken.”“How much would you think about buying?”“We were thinking about 100 square miles of the most remote portion of the jungle, maybe more if the price was right. I suggest we establish some boundaries using our GPS devices. We could return say…Thursday for an answer. Of course we would expect a formal contract and deed from the government in return.”“How much were you thinking of spending, Senhor?”“We could go as high as ten million US dollars. We would have to liquidate some investments, but that should take only a few weeks. Will you please make inquiries of the appropriate parties? Do you think we could have an answer by Thursday next?” The official assured us that he could.Gene and I returned to the boat. “Was it wise to give him the amount so soon? I think we could have bargained.”“You're probably right, but did you see the greed in his eyes? He'll take a cut and his boss will take a cut, and so on and so forth. Some money may actually make it to the public coffers, but that's not my concern. I'll want you to check the contract terms. I can read it for you easily enough, but I'll get lost in those technical legal terms. Let's find a phone. I need to call my financial advisor.”Part of the plan was that I would liquidate my holdings for the purchase. The others would fund any future needs from theirs. I thought I would still have about a million left when we were done; the other men's assets came to just over seven million and that would be plenty for our needs. We stayed overnight and returned to the valley the following day.As a geologist/explorer for Al-Cor I often had to make measurements of large tracts of land. The valley from side to side—mountain top to mountain top—was approximately 1.75 miles. The length I estimated at seven miles, making the total area about twelve and a quarter square miles. If I centered the valley in the tract we should be able to have a minimum of four miles as a buffer for the valley. I organized a mapping party including Kevin and Scott along with their women. We trekked into the jungle for five days, returning with all the measurements we would need.I knew that the government would try to cheat us, but I planned to cheat them back, giving them dimensions for more than 125 square miles, not 100. I doubted they thought the “simple missionaries” would ever think about cheating them.Gene and I headed downriver on Wednesday. We met with the official who showed us their proposed contract. Gene made several key changes, including the issue of mineral rights. We needed the mineral rights; without them any group could invade our territory in search of gold, silver, gems, oil, uranium, or a hundred other reasons and it would be legal if not changed in the contract.We went to the bank where I was pleased to see that my investments had been deposited. I phoned our government contact and informed him we were ready. I could hear the greed in his voice. I would use it to advantage in the weeks to come.Our next stop was the Consulate. The Consul had our boxes ready—two crates of 9mm semi-automatic rifles and two crates of ammunition. This was a critical part of the plan. We could use the Amazon warriors and their bows, but the noise of the rifles would help scare off any loggers who might stray into our land. I asked if the Marines could guard the boxes while we made one more stop. I ordered hundreds of signs—POSTED, PRIVATE PROPERTY, TRESPASSERS WILL BE SHOT, BOCETA LAND COMPANY. We were ready.The deal was consummated two weeks later. As I anticipated, the official paid no attention whatsoever to the longitudes and latitudes I entered into the contract—all he could see were the dollar signs. We actually wound up with more than 140 square miles, giving us an even greater buffer than I had hoped. Of course, one of their conditions was that the payment be in cash. We signed the contract, obtained the deed, and demanded a receipt—just in case. That receipt could be used to blackmail the official, if necessary.I was bone weary when I dragged myself into the palace. It was done—we officially owned the land in the valley and roughly four miles on all sides. The signs had been posted and the men had all practiced with the rifles. Getting them from the consulate was critical. There was absolutely no way I could ever explain to the local authorities why a group of peaceful missionaries might need twenty high powered rifles and five hundred thousand rounds of ammunition. We'd had patrols in the past; now we had more. Each of the men went on patrol with his women—all except me. By the time we set up the patrols Hosi was almost ready to give birth.I practically crawled into our quarters. Hosi would have laughed, but she knew that the tribe's survival was no laughing matter. She undressed me and half-carried me to the baths. I never knew that water could feel so good. She washed me, at least she started to, but several tribeswomen thought it undignified for the Queen to do such menial work. They took over and as they did I wondered what they would think if they ever saw us in bed. Not surprisingly, there were few secrets in the tribe—it was small in numbers and everyone lived in close proximity. The guards had seen us fucking and sucking many times and I was sure that they'd told their friends; like I said—no secrets!They helped me back to the palace and I thought that I'd be able to finally get some sleep. That's when Hosi showed me the little amphora of oil—what a time to decide she wanted her butt fucked! Mercifully, she did almost all the work. Hosi placed me on our bed, oiled my cock, and lubed her asshole. Then she slowly dropped onto me. “Damn, you're beautiful,” I told her.“No, I'm not. I'm pregnant and fat. Just look at my big belly.”“I am…that's what I think is so beautiful. The rest of you is even better.” That brought a smile to her face. She rose up slowly and proceeded to fuck herself. I fingered her cunt and played with her clit. I brought my fingers to my mouth, but Hosi ambushed me, pulling them to hers. I had to go back for another sample before I was permitted to taste my gorgeous wife. Hosi always tasted sweet and musky, no matter that it was after her warrior training or an hour at the baths. I had eaten a few pussies in my day, but never one as tasty or receptive as hers. Of course, the fact that I was madly in love with her made no difference whatsoever. Yeah, right!I saw that Hosi was getting really excited. Her nerve endings must have been firing non-stop. The look in her eyes told me she was going crazy with her lust. I grabbed her clit, twisting it wildly as I plunged my fingers in and out of her cunt. Dennis had told us it would be OK so long as I didn't go deep. I kept my fingers at just the right depth to stimulate her G-spot. Her immediate reaction was to shake—just a bit at first—but increasing with every passing second. I was at it for almost a minute when she leaned back, held her position, and arched forward violently as her orgasm claimed control over her body. She seemed dazed when she fell onto my chest. We were both soaked…and exhausted. Eventually, we were able to rise. I led her to the pool for a relaxing swim. We floated together for almost thirty minutes under the moonlight. I could look up and see the stars shining brilliantly overhead. Funny—I had rarely noticed the heavens when I had been working. Then they were nothing more than an opportunity to determine our location. Tonight the skies were beautiful—breathtaking, actually.Five days later it was Scott's turn to patrol. I was relaxing in our “swimming pool” with Hosi and Kela. Hosi had finally learned to float and was making reasonable progress at actually swimming. I didn't tell her, but I thought she'd have to start from scratch once she had delivered our child. That was only a few weeks away at most. I was bouncing Kela and having a great time when I heard the alarm.Rini had run all the way to the village, probably more than five miles to tell Queen Hosi that intruders had been found trespassing. I told her I would come. I returned home to dress and retrieve my rifle. Fifteen minutes later Rini and I left along with and additional fifteen armed warriors. I was running all out; they were merely trotting. It was more than hour later that we caught up with the patrol. We huddled quickly while I told them of my plan. The Amazons spread out, but remained concealed awaiting my signal. I flanked the logging party, moving off to their right. I stepped out, rifle at the ready when I thought the time was right. “Alto!” (Stop!) I shouted. There were six of them, all armed.“What'd you say?” I assumed it was the leader.“Well, at least you speak English. That'll make things easier. You are trespassing on private property. There are signs all over. I could kill you and there's nothing could be done about it.”“I got to hand it to you—you got balls. There's only one of you and there's six of us. Seems to me, if there's any killin' to be done….”“Oh, I assure you…I am not alone, but don't take my word for it. See this tree? Watch what happens when I count to three. One…two…three!” In that instant more than twenty arrows flew through the air, all embedding themselves deep into the trunk. “Now, I'll take your weapons and you can turn around and get out of our property. Or, you can die right here…right now.” They dropped their weapons and turned around. I followed--the Amazons right behind me--to the boundary of our property. “I don't suppose I have to tell you not to come back. We won't be so forgiving the next time. We'll shoot first. You saw what kind of marksmanship our archers have. They never miss.”I left them at the boundary of the property. I returned their weapons and watched as they boarded some beat up work boats and took off downstream. The Amazons and Scott came out of the underbrush as soon as they were out of sight. We all had a good laugh. We walked back to the valley in high spirits. I was pretty sure the word would get around quickly. God knows there was plenty of other virgin land they could rape.I met with Hosi in the palace. When she saw the smile on my face she knew all had worked out well. We had a light lunch and readied ourselves for our meeting with the men. I knew that Scott, Kevin and Dennis had made a great transition to the valley. We had all been there almost two years and were all close friends and/or relatives. Hosi and I were concerned about our new recruits.We sat in the dining hall where Hosi ordered some cool juice. We drank and relaxed until Hosi spoke, “I want to be sure you are doing well here in our valley. Having been to your country I know that there is a huge adjustment. So, please tell me, how are you doing?”One by one the men all told how they had been welcomed by the members of the tribe. They enjoyed all the sex they were having and the openness of the women. Several exclaimed that they had never experienced so many women with so little jealousy of each other. To a man they admitted having trouble with the communal toilets, but they were dealing with it. Then we got to Gene. You'd think a lawyer would be pretty glib, but he could be incredibly shy. Eventually we got him to speak, “Could we have…uh…uh…oh, jeez…Tama come in?”“Do you know where she is, Gene?”“Yes…my Queen, she's outside…she's waiting for me.” Hosi summoned a guard and sent her for Tama. Gene's disposition changed dramatically when she entered the room. He rose grinning and went to her. They kissed and embraced, holding hands when they returned to his seat. Tama sat, pulling Gene onto her lap. She had her arm around his waist.“My Queen, “Tama began, “Gene and I really like each other. He is worried because I am so much bigger and stronger, but he also knows that I would never harm him. Just the opposite; I want to take care of him. I would like to have Gene live with me. I know I will have to share him with many others just as you had to share David, but I know he will always return to me.”Is this what you want, Gene? You and Tama seem to get along well. I am pleased to see you happy and smiling now that she is here with you.”“Yes…Hosi…I mean…Queen Hosi…I know it looks funny. I'm so small and she's so tall, but we do love each other and we want to be together. If it's OK with you, that is.”“Relax, Gene—it is OK with me. Scott and Dennis, and, of course, David all live with tribeswomen. David and I are legally married. I'm sure you've noticed our rings. I would be pleased if all of you had regular women to take care of you. Just remember something that David told me when we first began making love. He told me that he would give the others his seed, but he would give me his soul. I think it will be the same with you. Do you agree?”“Oh, yes, my Queen. I give everything I am to Tama; the others are a duty—a responsibility I have to the tribe.”“Yes, my Queen,” Tama added, “I suspect I am much like you. I don't like Gene having sex with the others, but it is necessary. I love my sisters and my tribe.”“Well said, both of you. I gladly give my blessing to you. I will want to know how you are doing together in another month. If all goes well I will declare you to be mates.” The elation in Tama's and Gene's faces said it all. They hugged each other and kissed passionately, oblivious to their surroundings.Finally, it was Sean's turn. “My Queen, you know that I have been working in the forges. Several of the tribeswomen have joined me as assistants. It works out well. The processes are time consuming and there is nothing to do….” Hosi began to laugh and the rest of us soon joined in. Sean continued, “ well, what I meant to say was that there was nothing to do, but now that I have my assistants….” We all just laughed even louder until Sean got up and left. He returned a minute later with two red-faced women who were carrying something under a cloth.Sean had them put the object on the table and removed the cloth. Underneath was a smooth cast iron griddle. “We made this from some of the iron we mined. When David told me about the problem cooking eggs here in the palace I realized that the same problem existed in all the houses. We built this to fit into all the fireplaces in the village. We already have fifty that we made using the mold my assistants and I made…during those few times we weren't making love. He pulled the two closer and placed his arms around their waists.“My Queen, we also have a request. The three of us would like to live together.” The women grinned wildly and leaned up to kiss his cheeks. “Please, my Queen,” they said simultaneously.“You also have my blessing. I am thrilled to see how quickly you are making the transition. More importantly each of you has volunteered some service, other than making love to the tribeswomen. That makes you a part of us. You are outsiders no longer.” She was just about to sit when she suffered a convulsion and her water broke.I rushed to her side and held her with love. I helped my wife, my love, to the hospital. Tama had run ahead with Gene in her arms. Dennis was ready for us. He led Hosi to a bed; Leba already had a pot of water on the fire. There were loads of clean sheets and towels. Three hours later I was a father again. Hosi and I had a strong baby boy.One of the guards brought Kela. I held her in my arms while Hosi held our son. “Look, Kela you have a little brother, someone for all of us to love. I know you'll help take good care of him, won't you?”“Yes, Dada…love baby.” I set her down and watched proudly as she gave her brother a tender kiss. I sat next to Hosi and wiped the sweat from her face. I leaned down and kissed her. “I love you. I'll always love you.” Hosi looked up with those sparkling green eyes, exhausted from her ordeal. She didn't have to speak. I knew she'd love me forever.Sean and I walked slowly back from the forges. We'd spent the entire day working with iron, making arrowheads and spear points. All we had to do now was attach them to the wooden shafts. He had his arms around his assistants—they'd played with each other all the way home, kissing and touching, expressing their love for each other. We had begun the walk together, but he had a few more distractions than I did and now he was more than a hundred feet behind me. I was just about to exit the woods when I noticed something I thought was funny—not “ha ha” funny—“wrong” funny. I turned to Sean holding up my left hand to say “stop” and my right hand to my lips for quiet.“What's wrong, David?” It was Misa, one of the assistant/live-in lovers.I led them back into the tall grass. I whispered, “Take a look. Then tell me what's wrong.” The women knelt forward for not more than ten seconds before returning. “Where is everyone?”“My question, exactly. We need to find out what's going on. Can we sneak up on the village?”“We can,” she replied, “but it would be best if you stay here. Please do not be insulted, but you are clumsy in the woods.” She turned and both women melted away as silently as ghosts. They returned about a half hour later. “We could not see any of the tribeswomen, but we did see several men carrying funny rifles.” When I asked further I determined they were talking about AK-47's. This was obviously a huge problem—one that would require care and planning. The four of us returned hurriedly to the forges. We decided to make as many arrows and spears as we had heads for. The women had their bows and could do a lot of damage if they had to. They weren't in Hosi's class, but they were no slouches either.The good thing about the forges was that few of the tribe and even fewer of the men knew their location. They were deep in the mountains hidden in a small glen. Only the smoke would give away the location, and even then only when there was little wind—an extremely rare event. We reached there just as the sun was setting. We made several hundred arrows by the light of the glowing embers and more than fifty spears, connecting the iron heads to the shafts with thin, but strong plant fibers and sealing with a thin layer of beeswax. We carried all our weapons down the path, hiding them in the bushes and weeds.I also carried a long rope, woven from a number of strong vines. It was almost fifty feet long. Finally, I brought two short pieces of iron bar, each about two feet long—leftovers from the manufacture of the spear heads. We reviewed my plan as we stole barefooted through the dark jungle illuminated only by the cloud-covered quarter moon. We snuck along the bank of the river until we were near the palace. That's when we first noticed a guard pacing around the building. I took note of the time. He made one transit on an average of seventy-five seconds. We waited until he was around the corner before running to the side of the building. The women—stronger than either of us—lifted me by my waist until they each had a foot in their hands. One colossal boost lifted me onto the thatched roof. I used my iron bars to dig into the thatch and hold myself in place as they ran back into hiding.They were there less than ten seconds when the guard turned the corner. I scrunched down into the thatch, my khaki clothing blending in well with my surroundings. He had turned the far corner again before I began making my way across the roof. Stopping at the skylight in our bedroom, I quickly tied the rope to one of the beams and lowered myself slowly to the floor. I tiptoed to Hosi's bed and was just about to place my hand over her mouth when she whispered, “I knew you'd come. Be careful—there's a guard outside the door.” I cut the rope holding her hands behind her back and kissed her gently.“What happened,” I whispered back, “How'd they get past the patrol?”“It was Jacob. He led them into a trap—an ambush. They were outnumbered and caught completely by surprise.” Surprisingly, what Hosi had said made a lot of sense. Jacob had practically begged to accompany me on the last trip to the city. I saw him on a pay phone when I exited one of the stores. He told me he wanted to let his mother know he was OK. Now he had betrayed all of us.“Where are all the tribeswomen and the men?”“Most are tied up in the throne room, others in the dining hall and the hospital. I think the men are in our old house. All are under guard. They could probably escape or beat the guards but they won't because they know that I'll be killed first if they do.”“Well, I think we need to do something about that, don't you?” I showed her the iron bars as I moved behind the doors. When I was ready she screamed. The door flew open and two heavily armed guards ran into the room. I smashed a bar across the rear guard's head and the other's on the backswing. To make sure I hit each of them again and again until I was sure they were dead. I dragged them to a corner as Hosi took their weapons and ammunition. I closed the door and we climbed back to the roof.We sidled carefully to our children's room. I lowered Hosi to the floor. I followed and she took her place behind the door. I woke Kela and whispered to her—this was her chance to be a warrior. She nodded and I joined Hosi. When I signaled Kela she screamed “Mama…Mama.” The guard opened the door, but did not enter. Kela screamed again and he took two steps into the room. They were the last steps he'd ever take. Hosi took out her frustrations on his skull, dropping him in an instant. We closed the door and talked for a moment, planning ahead. Hosi thought she had seen between twelve and fifteen attackers. Three were already down and I was sure we could take down the guard outside with ease. Hosi climbed to the roof and waved to Sean. She pantomimed shooting a bow. The next time the guard walked past he was struck fatally with two arrows, fired from the nearby shadows by Sean's assistants. They dragged the body away as Hosi dropped the rope for them. A minute later there were five of us in the children's room. Hosi took one of the bows and a handful of arrows. One of the assistants had the other bow, the other several spears. I had an AK-47, but I was praying I wouldn't have to use it. Silent weapons would be much more effective now.We tiptoed down the hallway toward the dining hall. It was smaller than the throne room so it figured there would be fewer guards. My watch showed the time at 3:47. The hallways were dark. We couldn't be seen when we peeked around the corner. There were several lanterns lit in the hall. We could see the tribeswomen seated on the floor, their hands tied behind their backs. There were three guards spread out in the hall although two of them looked to be half asleep. We pulled back for Hosi's orders.“Misa, you take the closest guard. He's only about ten yards away. Wait for my first shot. I'll take the one who's awake first then I'll take the other while you take your shot.” She strung one arrow, as did Misa; Hosi placed another in my hand, signaling that I was to stay behind her. She sent Misa to the other side of the hall where she'd have a clear shot. Hosi leaned against the wall as she drew the bowstring back. She nodded to Misa who nodded, showing she, too, was ready.Hosi released her shot. The only sign was a slight “woosh” through the air. A second later a second “woosh” as Misa released her shot, almost at the same instant as Hosi's second. All three guards were dead in less than two seconds. The women looked up, but did not speak. They knew the importance of remaining silent. They were cut free in minutes. One went to retrieve Sean and our children. We all exited through the rear doors, melting into the jungle.We now had almost two hundred warriors, but only a handful of weapons. Our next stop was the hospital. We snuck up to the building, setting another ambush. Sometimes the simplest tactics are the most effective, and this was one of those times. Ten warriors with spears went to the rear. Hosi and several others went to the front and sides where there were lots of windows. There were two guards inside along with perhaps a hundred Amazons. Hosi pulled back to instruct her troops. Again, it was the archers who were in the forefront with the spear carriers in reserve. Hosi identified the targets and nocked her arrow in the string. She once again took the farther target, leaving the closer one to her lesser companion. This time they shot simultaneously and again their aim was true. The warriors were released and we moved on to the next targets. The only sounds had been the startled “Ugghs” as the arrows struck home, shattering each man's heart and the dropping of their weapons to the floor.

Hosi's Challenge.In 7 parts, based on the posts by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novel.We walked to the small private airport and chartered a plane for the following morning. Then I walked Hosi back toward the hotel. She was surprised when I turned off. “It's this way,” she commented.“Yeah, I know, but…humor me.” She shrugged her shoulders, but held my hand and followed along. She was shocked when I found a jewelry store and walked in. “I want a set of matching wedding bands,” I told the clerk. Then, turning to Hosi I told her, “It's customary for married women to wear a ring and lots of men, too. It will be a sign of our love. The ring is symbolic—it goes around forever…never ending, like our love for each other. Let's look at some and see if there's anything we like.”Silly…asking if there was anything she would like; she liked everything. After an hour or so we decided on two rings shaped like intertwined ropes, kind of like the way we intertwined while making love—at least that's what Hosi told me. They actually had two in our sizes. Hosi was all smiles as I placed it on her finger. I grinned ear to ear when she put mine on. I paid with my credit card and we kissed. The bills would go directly to my financial manager. He made a fortune doing this for me and a handful of others. Now he'd make more once my uncle's fortune was added to mine. I had also sent notarized instructions about Hosi as my heir.Hosi couldn't take her eyes off her ring. She kept pushing her hand out so she could see it and every time she did she reached up and kissed me. I had more than a dozen kisses on the brief two-block stroll, but the real reward came when we got back to the room. I opened the door for her and followed her in. A second later I was flat on my back with Hosi firmly on top of me. “You could have just offered to suck my cock, you know.”“Sure, but this was more fun. You looked so funny flying through the air. I'm glad you landed on the bed. You might have hurt yourself.”“Go ahead…tease me if you want to. I know you planned the whole thing and you'd never let me land on the floor. I'll bet you'd crawl under me to protect me…wouldn't you?”Hosi leaned down and stroked my cheek before kissing me, her tongue snaking into my mouth. “You know me too well. I'd never let you get hurt.”“You know,” I replied with a grin, “in most societies I'd be the one saying that. In fact, I'm saying it now…in spite of my currently embarrassing position. There's only one thing wrong.”“And, what's that?”“You are wearing your slacks and your panties. How am I supposed to eat your pussy when it's covered up like that?”“You have a…now, what is the expression…oh, yeah…a one-track mind.”“You're right, and my one track begins with the letter ‘H.' Now are you going to lose those clothes or what? Don't make me hurt you.” Hosi fell onto me, laughing like crazy.“David, you're so funny. We both know that you'd never hurt me and we both know you'd sacrifice yourself in a second for me or Kela. Am I right?” I started to reply, but I never had the chance. Hosi covered my mouth with hers. Her hands in my hair pulled me to her as her tongue wrestled with mine. I had never seen such passion, even in Hosi who was by far the most passionate and most loving woman I had ever known. We kissed for almost five minutes, swapping spit until I broke it and looked up.“So, why are you still dressed?” I pushed Hosi up and flipped her over, pulling her clothes from her body as I did. In seconds she was naked and I was removing my clothes. “You're not the only one here who can wrestle, you know. I did wrestle varsity at Princeton and I was All-Ivy junior and senior years. However, in the interest of self-preservation I readily admit I'm not in your league. I give up. You can suck my cock. I'm lying down now.”Hosi took one look at me and broke out into uncontrolled laughter. She rolled all over the bed. Suddenly, she stopped and sat up. “I think you should lick my pussy now, don't you. Since you gave up you have to do what I tell you, right?”“Oh, yes ma'am…anything you say.” I could barely contain myself, but I did as instructed—I licked that delicious pussy. As I did, Hosi weakened, ”Why do I even pretend to be angry at you? Have we ever had an argument? Not even once. Why is that?”“Well, for one thing,” I began, taking a short break to lick the juice from my face, “we are both truly in love with each other. Also, we are both smart enough and mature enough to understand that arguing and fighting never accomplish anything. We know that you are good at certain things and I am good at others. We're a perfect match for each other.” I dove back into her cunt.“How am I supposed to discuss anything with you when…oh, David…when you…ooooh… with you…ooooohhhhh David!” She came hard, her thighs clenching tightly around my head as she shook violently. Finally, she relaxed, opened her legs, and pulled me up to her. She handled my 200-plus pounds like I was a child. Hosi held me tightly, savoring the effect of my skin on hers. Eventually, she returned to normal. “That was pretty intense, David. Now I think I need to take care of you. She flipped me over and moved down between my legs. She ran her finger lightly over my ball sac and up the underside of my cock. It jumped in response. Hosi looked up at me, smiled, and engulfed my cock in a single gulp.Hosi was strong—every single part of her. Her tongue and mouth worked over my hard cock with a vengeance. “Hosi…please…if you keep this up I won't be able to fuck you for days. Please move up and sit on my cock. I want to be in you. Please.”“You know I can't resist you…especially when I know what pleasure you'll give me. I love you, David.” She moved her way up my body, taking the time to lick my navel and my tiny nipples. She sucked on my neck giving me a big hickey. Damn! For some reason she loved doing that to me. I think it had to do with my embarrassment in the baths when others could easily see the results of our passion for each other. When she reached my mouth she kissed me forcefully; I reacted to the kiss so strongly I barely noticed when she slid down my cock. It was only when I felt her heat that I sighed into her mouth. I slowly pushed up, lifting her body around my organ. Hosi started to rock and soon we were in our rhythm—not just a rhythm, our rhythm. It was something we did whenever we fucked; something we did every day; something guaranteed to raise our temperatures to the boiling point. Faster and faster we went; harder and harder we ground into each other until—at last—we exploded into each other. Hosi collapsed onto me. I gripped her tightly and we kissed again…and again…and again. Finally, she slid off and we found sleep.We woke before dinner, dressed and went out to the street. Hosi told me she did not want a big meal so we looked for a hamburger joint we had seen earlier. I always found it amazing that the entire world had embraced the simple burger. We found the restaurant and sat down at a table which was less than immaculate. We were used to extremely sanitary conditions in the valley, but we had to admit the food was good. The burgers were served with lettuce, tomato, and onion in addition to cheese and bacon. I was just about to take a bite when Hosi admonished me, “Don't even think about it. Get rid of that onion if you're planning on fucking me tonight.” I sheepishly removed the onion receiving a smile of approval from my wife and lover.We each had a slice of pie for dessert—apple for Hosi, cherry for me. Not surprisingly, the burgers were a lot better than the pie, but we managed to finish and head back to the hotel. I thought for a moment that we might run into trouble, but the kids moved past us without either comment or threat. I locked the door and turned to find Hosi on her knees with her arms inviting me. “Why are you down there, Hosi?”“This is my ‘begging' position. I'm begging you to fuck me.”“I liked it better when we made love. I don't really like you using that word and I don't quite understand why you would beg. All you have to do is lie down on the bed and …well…do nothing.” Hosi jumped up in a single graceful motion and fell back onto the bed.“So, do you know what I want now?”“Of course, the same thing you always want…me…to make love with me. Isn't that obvious?” Hosi grinned and waggled her finger. I went to her like a moth to flame. I fell into those strong arms and was reminded of our first time together, making love on the mattress in the company of Queen Aleppa and her guards. Hosi had held her arms open for me in exactly the same way that morning. I leaned down to kiss her, taking the time to slowly remove the few articles of clothing that covered her body. I moved down slowly until I was just over her delicious cunt. That morning I had taken her by surprise, but there would be no surprise tonight. Hosi knew exactly what was coming, not that she wouldn't enjoy it every bit as much as that morning demonstration more than eighteen months ago.I had one or two surprises I hadn't shared with Hosi. Should I try one now? Why not? There's a certain depravity associated with sex in a motel, hotel, inn, or even the city park. I lifted Hosi's legs and covered her cunt with my mouth. I reached up to massage her breasts and roll her nipples. So far I had left her areolas alone. I'd deal with them later. Hosi was reacting as I had anticipated—she was oozing nectar; it coated her legs. I felt she was ready. I moved up to suck her clit while I pushed my finger into her ass. I began to rub. My other hand went to her tunnel in search of her G-spot. I could feel my other finger from her ass. That's all I did—suck and rub…suck and rub. It was funny watching and feeling Hosi squirm and it was amazing to know that I could render a fierce warrior helpless with nothing more than my fingers and tongue. I felt her begin to shudder and shake. In a minute it had expanded to a full-blown orgasm, but I kept up my attentions. Hosi experienced one orgasm after another for almost two minutes. It was as though she'd had one giant orgasm that wouldn't end. Finally—mercifully—I stopped.Hosi was covered in sweat. It was the first time I'd ever seen her out of breath. She lay there for several minutes until she could speak, “What was that?”“My secret weapon. I save it for special occasions…and for very special women.” I leaned down to give her a quick kiss. “Now I think we should go to sleep, don't you?” Hosi was too tired to argue.The following morning we took our air charter up river. I always found it incredible how different things looked from the air. Even at 125 miles per hour the trip took us six hours. We exited and thanked our pilot. We walked the short distance to the harbor. We met Reta and Scott en route and we could tell something was wrong. The expression on Reta's face said it all. Hosi ran to her. “It's the Queen, “Reta began, “she fell and Dennis thinks she's going to have a…” Scott filled in the blank, “miscarriage.”Reta continued, tears in her eyes, “Dennis doesn't think she will live. The fall hurt some things inside her. Oh, Hosi what will we do?”Hosi hugged her friend, “Right now there is nothing we can do. We can't go up the river in the dark…it's much too dangerous. We have no choice but to wait until tomorrow.” We walked back to the harbor where Scott had reserved two rooms. Hosi was really down. I asked her what would happen—who would become the new queen if Aleppa died.“There will be a competition—the best warrior will win and become queen. We do not fight each other, but we will have a contest. I believe it will be between me and Reta. You'd better hope I win.”“Why?”“Reta appears to be in agreement with all the Queen's proclamations, but I know her like I would a sister; she has very different ideas. I believe that she would enslave all the men if she becomes the next queen. I know what you are thinking—so what, you'd still be mine. But, there is no guarantee in fact I think she would split us up. She still remembers how you outsmarted her with Scott. Reta doesn't forget. It would be an interesting competition—Reta is stronger than me, but I have better skills. Let us hope that the Queen survives.”We slept uneasily and were up at dawn. We piled into the boat and Scott fired up the engines. We pulled quickly into the river. In less than a minute we were at top speed of more than forty-five miles an hour. Scott, Reta, and Hosi kept a sharp eye upriver while I checked behind us. Allowing the valley to be found would be a catastrophe for the tribe. I saw nothing for more than an hour. We met no other boats, so we were in the clear. That gave me time to think about the other potential problem—what to do if Aleppa died and was succeeded by Reta. I knew I couldn't bear being separated from Hosi so I had to find a solution. I'm pretty good at solving problems and I had the solution to this one by the time we turned into the tributary that would lead to the waterfall and the valley. I would discuss everything with Hosi, but only when I could be sure that we would not be overheard.We reached the waterfall by mid-afternoon and had climbed the rope within ten minutes of our arrival. We rushed to the hospital. Dennis greeted us with no smile on his face and no hope in his heart. Quickly, he told us of her internal injuries, how the fetus was already dead, and how she was bleeding to death internally. After Scott and Reta had returned home Dennis continued with us, going over some information he wanted to keep confidential, “I don't understand how she could sustain such severe injuries by falling down a few stairs. The highest staircase in the palace is six steps. These injuries look like she fell down several flights, at least. It's a mystery, that's for sure.” Hosi and I left, taking our sleeping daughter over my shoulder. We were home in minutes.Hosi began to speak, but I silenced her with a finger to her lips. “I need to go to the forges tomorrow morning,” I told her, “will you please come with me? We can bring Kela with us.” Hosi picked up on what I was doing and went along, agreeing immediately as we prepared for our evening meal and an early bedtime. Once in bed we were able to whisper. “Something smells badly here, Hosi,” I began, “Dennis didn't want to say it out loud, but he thinks there was foul play. Someone here in the valley is responsible. I don't know how yet, but I'll figure it out. We also need to talk about the successor and what we'll do if Reta wins. We can talk some more tomorrow.” I kissed Hosi and she spooned with me as usual. Once again we slept fitfully.We woke early when Kela saw us and began to coo excitedly. We brought her to our bed, playing baby games with her until we rose. We had a light breakfast of fruit and bread before checking on the Queen's condition. There was no change; she was still in a coma, one from which she was unlikely to recover.Hosi and I walked with our toddler through the pine woods into the mountains. I made sure we were alone before I spoke, “I think someone threw Queen Aleppa down the stairs—maybe more than once. She's young and in good health. She's strong—a warrior—and she's probably fallen dozens of times without a problem. So how did she fall and do so much damage? I think that she was tricked by someone she trusted and thrown down. That's the only solution that makes sense.”“OK, David, but who would do something like that?”“Ask yourself…who would profit from the Queen's death?”Hosi brought her hands to her mouth, “Reta? Surely you don't think….”“Yeah, I do. I think her behavior the last two days was just an act. We know she disagreed with the Queen on the slavery issue and there's a good chance she could be the next queen. Know anyone else who stands to benefit? Only you, and you were hundreds of miles away. I want you to be extremely careful around Reta until this is resolved.“Now, let's assume that Reta is the next queen. What do we do? I think we and the other men have to leave. There's only one way we can do that.”“Yes, you will need your guns. They would swing the balance of power in your favor. I believe I can get them, but it will have to be secretly—very late at night.”“If you can do that I will take care of the rest—talking to Scott, Dennis, and Kevin. We would only need one boat so if we go we will have to disable the other. That's easy to do. If this doesn't give you the motivation to beat her, I don't know what will.” Hosi wore a determined expression as she nodded her agreement.I spoke to Scott, Dennis, and Kevin later in the day. Dennis agreed with my assessment of Aleppa's injuries. All three agreed we would have to leave if Reta became queen. Late that night, early morning actually, two rifles, two pistols, and our packs full of ammunition were slipped through the rear window of Hosi's house. We hid them carefully beneath the floor. I had dug out a hollow in anticipation and dumped the soil in the street, much like the prisoners of war did in “The Great Escape,” a movie I remembered well.We were deeply saddened when Queen Aleppa passed on early the following morning. The palace bell was struck at noon, summoning the entire tribe to the plaza. The five eldest women addressed the tribe members from the top step of the palace entrance, “We regret to inform you that our beloved Queen has died. Her body will be cremated in the traditional ceremony tomorrow morning. However, her spirit will live on within us forever. The competition to select her successor will begin the following morning right here in the plaza with the traditional lifting of the tribal stone. Those who can lift the stone shall move forward into the bow and spear contests. As per our tradition, the winner will be our new queen. Let us go to our homes now to mourn our beloved Queen Aleppa. The Council of Elders will reign until the new queen is selected.” Everyone was looking at the speaker—everyone, that is, except me. I was looking at Reta. I could see the scorn and derision on her face. Now I was sure she was involved in Queen Aleppa's death.Hosi, Kela and I returned to our small house. With Hosi on guard I checked the storage place for the guns. They were undisturbed. While in the plaza I did some quick mental measurements of the stone. I retrieved my pocket calculator from my backpack and did some calculations. “Hosi, that ‘stone' is a mica schist. Based on my calculations it should weigh between 258 and 270 pounds. We need to talk about how to lift it. Let's go up to the forges. There are some similar stones up there.” She put Kela on her hip and off we went.“There is a whole science devoted to lifting, both by people and machines. The important thing is to lift with your legs.” We stopped by a somewhat smaller rock and I demonstrated, “I suggest that you grip the stone with your arms and hands, spread your legs about as wide as your shoulders, and keep your back vertical—straight up and down. That way your legs will do all the work.” I gave her a demonstration, easily lifting a rock that went about 150 pounds. Hosi tried it on several rocks, perfecting the technique quickly. “Lifting like this will save your back for the other contests. Most people will bend over the rock like this and try to lift it. It's a great way to destroy your back. Those muscles are not designed to lift like that.”Hosi tried some more simple lifts before we turned back. “I'm glad you're on my side, David. You know so much that my people don't. I would never have guessed that I should lift that way. I'll bet that everyone else lifts the other way.” We stayed at home the entire day except for time we spent at the toilet and the baths. Even there, usually a site for good conversation, the mood was somber. It was dark when we finished our dinner and had an unexpected guest—Scott.“I was told to take a walk and not come back for an hour. Something's up, David; Reta's been acting funny all day.”“Why don't we eavesdrop and see if we can learn anything.” I kissed Hosi and Kela good-bye and we walked the three blocks to Reta's house. En route we met Leba returning from treating a wounded foot. “Come along with us, Leba, but we must be completely quiet. There's something rotten going on.” We detoured to the narrow alley that ran behind Reta's house and took station beside her rear window. I saw Leba holding her hand over her mouth as we listened. Reta was there with six other tribeswomen.“Things will be a lot different once I'm queen. We'll put those inferior men in their place. Ha ha—they'll be our slaves. I'm especially looking forward to taking care of that David. He embarrassed me in front of the Queen. I've had to play a role ever since, but no more.”“You did a great job with the Queen, Reta,” one of the others said. “I didn't think you'd be able to get her alone. There were always guards around when I was in the palace.” It was another, apparently a follower.“Actually, the whole thing was rather simple. I encouraged her to lead me down the steps. Once she was ahead of me I grabbed her elbows and lifted her over my head. I was able to throw her into the air. She crashed onto the stairs...she was injured, but not enough so I bashed her head into the step. That did the job, for sure.”“What will we do if Hosi wins? She'll be even worse than Aleppa was.”“That won't be a problem. She'll have the shortest reign in history. We can go there in the early morning while it's still dark and all the guards are sleepy. We'll kill her and her brat and anyone who gets into our way, but save David. I can't wait to see him under my whip. That alone will be worth everything I've had to do. Now…here's what we'll do….” I tapped Leba and Scott on the shoulders, signaling them to back away before we were discovered.“Wow, what a bitch,” Scott began, “and all this time I thought she loved me.”“Yes, Scott even I am amazed, but what will we do with this information?” It was Leba.“I think, Leba,” I began, “that for now we should do nothing. Let's wait and see how the contest goes. Then we'll know if we have to leave or if we have to set a trap of our own.” I hugged her and kissed her cheek; I hugged Scott and we went our separate ways.I went home and shook my head disgustedly at Hosi. She knew immediately what I was thinking. I had more to say—a lot more—but not until I could be sure we would not be overheard. That moment came sooner than I thought—while Kela was crying her head off. I began to clean her and while I did I whispered to Hosi, telling her everything that was said. Her expression hardened. She was ready for the contest.We said our good-byes to Queen Aleppa the following morning. We expected the mood to be subdued, but I sensed an undercurrent of tension. Hosi and I stood behind and to the left of Reta and her friends; at times their behavior caught the attention of others present, but they obviously didn't care at all. I prayed Aleppa's spirit would continue its presence through Hosi, but I steeled myself to do what was necessary if Reta won. Hosi and I returned home once the cremation was completed. Later, the ashes would be strewn over the waterfall.I spent most of the afternoon massaging Hosi, preparing her for the stresses of the competition. The following morning the hopefuls gathered in the plaza, the rest of the tribe standing by as observers. Reta was at the front of the line. Hosi was at the end, exactly as we had planned. Reta bent at the waist, grabbed the stone and lifted. Her strength was obvious—she lifted the stone despite her bad form. I thought I saw her wince when she lowered it to the ground. That wince might prove a deciding factor in the competition—time would tell.There were roughly fifty tribeswomen participating. I spoke to several observers and most either thought they would have no chance or expressed no interest in being queen. It took more than an hour to get even a third of the way through the line. Of the first seventeen only two including Reta had been able to handle the lift. All had used the “bend at the waist” technique. By the time Hosi was called there were five contestants. Hosi took the chalk I had given her and rubbed it on her chest, arms and hands. So many had tried the stone that it was wet with sweat. I'd found a deposit of chalk on an exploration in the mountains. It would help her grip tremendously.Hosi approached the stone, seemingly pensive as if she were debating how to make the attempt. In truth she was psyching out the opposition. She bent her knees and wrapped her arms around the rock, set her feet, straightened her back and lifted. It was a challenge, but she handled it fairly easily, so easily that one of Reta's buddies complained about the use of the chalk and about her style, as well. The Elder in charge asked Hosi first about the chalk. “The rock is wet from the others' exertions. Shouldn't I have an equal chance as those who went earlier—those who were able to grip and lift a dry rock? So far as my technique is concerned, I understand that I was to lift the stone. I didn't hear anything about how when we started.” The Elder thought for only a second when she allowed Hosi's effort. Now there were six finalists.Several went to the archery grounds to practice, but Hosi thought it unnecessary. “I practice five or six days a week. I can't imagine that one extra practice session will help me.” Once we were home again I laid her on the bed so I could massage her muscles again. Using olive oil, I rubbed her neck, back and shoulders. I spoke only when I got to her lower back, “Did you see Reta wince when she put the stone down. I wouldn't be surprised to learn that she strained her lower back. I couldn't believe that all the others tried to lift with their back muscles. They're obviously very strong, but let's see tomorrow how their backs hold up.”“You are right that they all are very strong. I think I could lift it that way, too, but I'm glad you showed me how to do it. I found it relatively easy. Hopefully, the rest of the contests will be as easy.” I finished with her legs so I flipped her over. I had just begun on her shoulders when she pushed my hands away and pulled me down for a kiss. “I think I could use something else to help me relax. The massage is great, but…you're even greater.” She slipped my shirt over my head and my shorts down to my ankles. I was naked in a second. Hosi wrapped her long legs around my waist and pulled me into her, not that I needed much encouragement. We hadn't fucked in more than two days and we needed each other desperately. Hosi used her strength on me for the first time, but apologized immediately, “Sorry, David it's just that I need you so badly. I just can't wait.” She gripped me fiercely as she forced my hard cock as deeply as possible. I was just a tool for her pleasure and I didn't mind a bit. Hosi bucked into me faster and harder with each thrust. It was only seconds before she was fucking as fast as humanly possible. She couldn't get my cock into her fast enough or deep enough. Even though she was beneath me she was doing all the work; I was only along for the ride. Sure enough her work soon earned its reward. I felt the familiar churning in my balls and I could tell that Hosi was very close, too. Suddenly, she thrust up with even more force, power and speed. Her cunt squeezed me fiercely. She came so hard she actually squirted, something she had never done before. I pumped my semen into her over and over before collapsing onto her. We sighed together and kissed for many minutes before I asked, “Relaxed now?”“Oh, yeah…never better. Maybe you'd better finish the massage now. Then we can eat.” I went back to work and when I was done I was sure that she could perform at maximum efficiency tomorrow. I only prayed that it would be good enough.The entire tribe assembled on the practice field for the archery competition. Each contestant fired three shots at the target, a red square approximately one foot square on a split log placed into the ground. The first set of shots appeared to be about 20 yards away. I wasn't surprised to see all six score perfectly at this distance. Two missed on one of their three shots when the target was moved back to about thirty. Hosi, Reta and two others remained. Only Hosi and Reta were able to achieve perfect scores at forty yards and at fifty. The Elders decided to move to the spear throwing in an attempt to break the tie.This time the target was a red rectangle, again on a split log, about four feet high by one wide. The initial try was at ten yards. Both Hosi and Reta were successful, but I kept a keen eye on Reta's back. I thought I saw her flinch a bit when she threw at the twenty yard target. Again, both she and Hosi scored. Hosi went first at thirty; her cast struck the target in the center. Reta's throw was a bit low, striking the target in the lower third. This time I was certain I had seen her wince and after the throw she could clearly be seen favoring her back. Her friends tried to massage her, but they'd never be able to fix her in time for the next attempt.I was also massaging Hosi's arm, shoulder and back, but she wasn't injured in the least. She was called for her forty yard throw. She began about five yards behind the line, took three quick steps and arched her back. She appeared to bend about thirty degrees, her back like a taut bowstring. Her throw flew in a high arc, descending toward the target. At first I thought it might be short, but I should have known better. The spear head embedded itself just below the target's middle and exactly in the center. There was enthusiastic applause from the audience. I was ecstatic at the throw. It had required tremendous athletic ability and coordination. Could Reta equal it?Reta took her spear, bent at the waist stretching her back muscles as she approached the throw line. She took several mincing steps and let fly. Her spear followed a similar arc to Hosi's and landed just at the bottom of the target. The five Elders went to examine the spear's location. After a minute's review they called both contestants to examine the spear. Hosi pulled me along with her. It was close, but there was a thin line of plain wood separating the target and the edge of the spear. Reta had missed by a millimeter. Hosi was declared the winner. The Elders stripped Hosi, removing her copper skirt and her grayish thong. Her bracelet and sandals were also removed. The items were then replaced—blazing white thong, gold skirt and bracelet, and new sandals with gold trim. Once done they knelt in front of Hosi; the assembled tribe followed suit. I also knelt. Finally, Reta knelt, her face a mask of anger and disgust. I knew the time had arrived. We had to be extra careful from now on.Hosi came to me and pulled me up, “Not you, David…you are never to kneel before me. I wouldn't be here were it not for you. In fact, I'd like everyone to please rise. I'm uncomfortable seeing all of you on the ground.” Hosi was congratulated by the Elders and we were led to the palace. Dennis and Leba brought our daughter and I happily lifted Kela onto my shoulder. We walked hand in hand into the palace where we were led for the first time to the private area. There were several rooms, all larger than our house. Hosi excused the crowd and told them she would be ready for tomorrow's ceremony. It was at that time that she would receive the tribe and they would pledge themselves to follow Hosi's leadership in all matters.I spoke for the first time once everyone had left, “Now's the time we must be at our most vigilant. I am sure they will act either tonight or tomorrow night in the early morning. That means we cannot sleep in the bed chamber and we must send Kela back to Dennis and Leba. I will do that tonight—they are expecting me. Then I will gather our guns. Kevin and I will stand guard and we will need your palace guards as a back-up. Then, don't forget our secret weapon. We should be able to catch them in the act. Once that's done we will be able to sleep easily again.”The rest of the day was spent tensely. We went to the baths to relax. Hosi was greeted by everyone; they knelt as a sign of respect. I could tell that Hosi was extremely embarrassed. I wondered how Reta would have reacted. We bathed and returned to the palace accompanied by several spear-carrying guards. I held Hosi with one hand and Kela with the other. We were served dinner by the palace staff and shown to our rooms once the sun had set. I waited until Kela was soundly asleep before picking her up and carrying her out one of the rear doors. Dennis was waiting for me and Leba took her from my arms. She kissed my cheek while she and her sister Beva swore they would defend her with their lives.Dennis accompanied me to our old house. We went in through the rear window to avoid being seen. I took the two pistols and one of the rifles. I gave Dennis the other and a box of .30-06 ammunition. I was pretty sure that Kevin and I would be able to rely on the pistols. I snuck back to the palace and was challenged by the guards. I thanked them for their attentiveness as we locked and barred the rear entrances. The only access this night would be through the front doors. We did not want to be surprised or outflanked. I took some straw from a spare mattress and shaped it carefully on our bed in an attempt to mimic Hosi's and my bodies. I pulled the blanket over and tiptoed out.I shook Kevin's hand and went over the pistols with him. They were top of the line H and K P30L's that sold for more than $1,100 US. We loaded the magazines with nineteen cartridges each. We racked the slides, chambering a round and set the safeties. I reminded him to remove the safety when they appeared. He gave me a look that said it all—“Duh!”I shared with him our “secret weapon.” He took one look and laughed, reaching in his pocket for a book of matches. He was definitely ready.Hosi, Kevin and I hid in a large closet about twenty feet from the bedroom suite. Twenty guards hid in the rafters ready in a second to swing down into action. During the day they would be easily seen, but at night I found them virtually invisible. I waved to the Captain and returned to my love. We sat for hours. My watch, something I rarely had a use for, said 3:37 when I heard the first noise. The hinges on the front door squeaked a bit when the door opened and closed. It gave us our first hint that we were being attacked. We were tempted to open the door a bit so we could see, but we resisted the impulse—we didn't want to risk giving ourselves away.We could hear whispering and several pairs of sandals sneaking down the hallway. Seconds later they were past us. When we were sure they had entered the private suite we opened the door and rushed to the suite's entrance. Kevin and I lit our matches and applied them to the oil lamps. I had manufactured two shiny reflectors which affixed to the rear of the lamps. They would reflect all the light into the suite while leaving us totally in the dark. The would-be assassins were illuminated just as they stabbed into the straw on our bed.“DROP YOUR SPEARS NOW,” I yelled, “WE HAVE YOU COVERED WITH PISTOLS AND WE HAVE No REASON NOT TO KILL YOU.” Most of them hesitated, but one turned to throw her spear. Unfortunately, it was not Reta, but I shot her anyway, tapping her twice in the chest, the shots echoing in the empty palace halls. I continued even as she fell to the floor, “IF YOU DIDN'T BELIEVE ME BEFORE YOU'D BETTER BELIEVE ME NOW. WE HAVE ENOUGH AMMUNITION TO KILL EVERY ONE OF YOU SEVERAL TIMES OVER. DROP THE SPEARS AND KNIVES AND LIE ON THE FLOOR WITH YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEADS. THERE IS No ESCAPE. WE HAVE TWENTY PALACE GUARDS WITH US.” This time I saw several spears fall and their owners drop also. Once the first had quit the rest fell in line—all except Reta.“YOU KNOW, RETA I'D LOVE TO BE THE ONE TO KILL YOU, ESPECIALLY AFTER WHAT YOU PLANNED TO DO TO HOSI AND Me, BUT HOSI IS OBVIOUSLY A WEAKLING. SHE WANTS YOU ALIVE. I USUALLY DO WHAT SHE ASKS, BUT IF YOU ARE STILL HOLDING THAT SPEAR BY THE TIME I COUNT TO TEN I'M GOING TO BE THE FIRST TO DISOBEY THE QUEEN. ONE…TWO….” I had only reached four when the spear dropped. Reta remained standing, but the guards rushed in and immobilized the entire group. Their hands were tied behind their backs and their ankles were shackled. Their arms were collected and they were led off to the cells. The dead body was removed and the pooled blood cleaned. One of the guards showed me the spent brass cartridge shells. “May I keep these, please sir.”“Of course…but only on the condition that you stop calling me ‘sir.' I'm David. If your Queen can call me that, so can you. Please tell the others.” With that I kissed her cheek; she left to resume her duties as Hosi and I began to relax. We were so pumped up with adrenaline that we'd never get to sleep. Hosi and I walked with Kevin to the hospital and were greeted by Leba and Beva who hugged us before showing us to our sleeping child. Lucky Kela—she had slept through the entire ordeal. The six adults and Kela returned to the palace where Hosi ordered some fruit and wine. “I guess being Queen does have some advantages.” I kissed her quickly as we sat and ate.I asked about the ceremony scheduled for later in the morning. Beva answered before either Hosi or Leba had the chance, “The entire tribe will gather and pledge their allegiance to the Queen. Each of us will kneel before the Queen, kiss her feet, and recite the pledge. You won't understand anything; it will be in our tribal language. We often speak it to each other, but it would be exceedingly rude to carry on conversations that none of the men could understand. Queen Aleppa made the order even before you arrived, David. I'm sure our new Queen will wish to continue that. You four men have made such a difference for our tribe.” We sat and chatted until it was time for breakfast. The staff prepared some eggs from our coop, but I could see that I would have to give them some lessons. After breakfast we walked to the main entrance. The ceremony was about to begin, but Hosi halted it so a pillow could be brought to the steps. The five Elders made some proclamation which Hosi later explained was the transfer of power. Then each of them knelt on the pillow, kissed her feet and made the short pledge of allegiance. One by one the tribe's members approached. Hosi stood there alone until she signaled me to come to her. She wrapped her arm around me. If anyone doubted the future of the men under Hosi's rule it was dispelled in an instant. The ceremony lasted for three hours, but not a single woman left. Kevin, Scott, and Dennis were the last to approach. They spoke their pledge in English and Scott jokingly asked if he should state the pledge to me, also. “Oh no, I'm just the consort—the person who helps the Queen to relax.” Hosi gave me a playful jab as the entire tribe enjoyed a laugh. Unfortunately, their high spirits would be short-lived.Hosi gave a short speech once the pledges were completed, ”Thank you my friends for the faith you have placed in me. I promise to be fair and honest in all my dealings. I begin with several proclamations. First, I no longer wish to see anyone kneel before me. If you wish to show respect a simple bow of your head will suffice. Second, I know it has been a tradition for the Queen to take the name' Aleppa.' However, I have never liked that name even though our Queen was my mother. I will retain my given name—Hosi—as your Queen. Queen Aleppa declared that we speak English because of the men and I will continue that, especially because I expect an additional five men to join us soon.” That was greeted with great applause. “Additionally, I agree with her decision that the men should receive no harm or injury, although poor David may suffer most evenings if I become too frustrated by my duties.” There was even greater laughter at that remark and it only increased as Hosi grabbed me by the hair and pulled me in for a passionate kiss.“Now, I regret we must deal with a difficult situation. I ask you all to take three steps back. I need room here for several prisoners.” The tribe may have been shocked by those remarks, but they stepped back immediately. They were even more shocked to see Reta in chains leading five other women forward. Each was flanked by two guards. They were brought to the front of the palace and forced to kneel. Without a word Hosi went to the last in line and stood within two feet of the kneeling woman. She pointed to her feet. The woman waited only a second before she bent forward, kissed Hosi's feet and recited the pledge.This procedure was repeated for each of Reta's followers, but Hosi stopped before she reached Reta. “NEVER!!!” Reta yelled.“I did not make the offer to you. You have too much to answer for. You led a rebellion in which you swore to kill me and my child and take my mate, David, as well as all the men, into slavery. You are also responsible for the deaths of Queen Aleppa and her unborn child.”“Who would speak against me for such an act?”“I would,” I answered. “I overheard you tell these women that you killed Queen Aleppa by lifting her and throwing her onto the steps, bashing her head when she wasn't sufficiently injured to serve your purposes.”“You expect me to accept the word of a man—a person who should be a slave and would be if our prior Queen had any sense. There is no member of our tribe who will stand against me.”“Oh, yes there is,” shouted Leba. She strode forward and turned to face Reta, “I was returning from treating an injured foot when I was stopped by David and your mate, Scott. This was two nights ago.” She was interrupted by a shout, “That's right, she was treating me.”“We returned to the rear of your house; we saw and heard you speaking to these women. I heard you say that you had killed Aleppa and that you would kill Hosi and Kela if she won over you. I swear that I have spoken the truth.”Leba's statement had aroused the ire of the tribe. They stepped forward menacingly until Hosi stopped them. “No one is more repulsed by this than I am, but we cannot react to a wanton lawless act with a wanton lawless response. I will pass sentence on these women as your Queen.” Looking to Reta's followers she proclaimed, “Each of you will be forced into the river and over the falls. If you survive you will be cared for and welcomed back to the tribe. You may not have actually killed Aleppa, but you knew about the plans and did nothing. Rather, you aided Reta through your silence. Further, you conspired to kill your new Queen and my daughter and to enslave my mate.” Then speaking to the Captain of the guards she continued, “Take them now to the river and force them into the current at spear point one at a time. First send several guards down the rope to retrieve the bodies or to save any who survive.”Turning to Reta she said, “Reta you were as a sister to me. We were raised together and worked together as warriors. Your ambition has gotten the better of you. You cannot be allowed anywhere near the tribe and I obviously cannot let you go because you have shown that you are not to be trusted. Therefore, I have no choice but to sentence you to death. You will be bound into a canoe, legs tied to a large stone. Once into the Amazon the canoe will be sunk and you with it. David, will you please assist me with this? We will need one of the boats.” I nodded my agreement. I was surprised at how harsh Hosi could be, but she was right—she really had no choice. Personally, I would have killed all of them on the spot.The five were forced over the falls. One actually survived, but even Dennis couldn't repair her injuries. She died two days later. Nobody mourned their loss. They had cast their lots with Reta and lost. Reta was lowered down the rope to the bottom of the falls where she was bound into a canoe. Her arms were lashed with leather thongs to the frame. Her legs were also tied to the canoe's bottom and a hundred pound rock was fastened to her ankles. I tied the canoe to cleats on the hard shell of the inflatable. Reta was gagged and we were ready to go. Hosi and Scott accompanied me, but if Reta was hoping for mercy from any of us she was mistaken.It took us several hours to reach the Amazon. I pulled the boat into the middle of the river, holding it steady in the current. Hosi pulled her dagger from its sheath. It was a queen's weapon, the handle made of silver and gold. She drew the blade down each of Reta's arms, drawing blood from each superficial cut. “I think you'll find these insignificant cuts to be fatal Reta. The incredible pain you will endure will be over in minutes; my pain will last the rest of my life. What a shame...before this I would have made you my general…in charge of all the warriors.” She took a boat hook and drove the aluminum shaft through the thin bark shell of the canoe. Water flowed in immediately. Reta's blood flowed into the current. Hosi allowed it to flow for more than a minute when she ordered the canoe to be cut free.It sank slowly, but that wasn't Reta's concern. The blood had attracted a sizable school of piranha. They began to jump into the sinking canoe once the sides were less than four inches above the level of the river. Reta was dead in less than three minutes. The canoe sank seconds later and the swirls in the water disappeared. Our mood was dark—we had all liked Reta; Scott had a daughter with her. I kept the boat stationary, the bow facing up river. I moved behind Hosi, holding her with my arms and kissing her cheek. We stood there for more than five minutes when she spoke, “Let us go, David. I am sure there is more work to do and I am tired…we never did sleep last night.” I slammed the gear lever into forward and the inflatable jumped onto plane. We flew up the river hopeful that the bad times were behind us.The guards told us that two tribeswomen had asked to see Queen Hosi. They approached and bowed their heads, exactly as Hosi had commanded. “My Queen, I am Rini and this is Lona. We are sisters. We know that Reta had a daughter with Scott. We have met Scott several times and we like him very much. We would like to take him into our house and care for him. We pledge to care for his daughter as we would our own.”During the speech I was checking out these women. They were both taller than six feet with slender athletic bodies and smallish, by tribal standards, breasts—probably no larger than C-cups. They had attractive symmetrical faces framed by brown hair and with brown eyes. They were extremely attractive women by anyone's standards. I thought Scott should be thrilled.“Thank you for the offer,” Scott replied slowly, “but right now I am still shocked by the actions of my former mate. If you approve, Queen Hosi, I will stay in my current house for a while so I can think things through. However, I hope you ladies will feel free to visit whenever you like. I know that Sama will enjoy seeing you, especially when she misses her mother.” He went to each woman, hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. They bowed again to the Queen and backed out of the room.Scott hugged me and bowed to Hosi before she stepped forward and hugged him, “You certainly didn't deserve this, Scott. Thank you for your help. I will remember and be in your debt forever.” Then she stepped back and bowed to Scott. A second later Scott left. He was obviously and understandably crying.Scott and Sama woke the following morning to find that Rini and Lona had prepared a large breakfast for them. “After what you went through yesterday we were sure you didn't eat much. We told you we wanted to take care of you and we will. We will be here for you every day to feed you and Sama,to provide you with companionship, and to clean your house.” She picked up Sama, hugging and kissing the infant. They helped Scott through the darkest time of his life as he wondered if it was his fate to know only the worst of women. First his mother and then his…he could barely say it…mate, Reta, had almost destroyed his life. He ate and drank their offerings. He went with them to the communal toilet and to the baths. He observed their love of his daughter and slowly he returned to the human race.It was two weeks later that Scott lay in bed whimpering softly. Rini moved to the bed, removed her skirt and thong, and dropped her sandals on the floor. Scott leaned up, “But…” She silenced him with a finger to his lips. “We both know how much you need this,” she whispered. Rini leaned into Scott, kissing his cheeks and wiping the tears from his face as she ran her hands over his body. He shuddered in his nervousness. “Relax, Scott darling,” Rini whispered, “Let me take care of you. All you have to do is lie there and enjoy.” She kissed his lips, prying her tongue into his mouth. Slowly he responded, wrestling with her tongue and reaching out to caress her body. She helped him, directing him to those special places she enjoyed the most. Rini reached between his legs, finding his cock incredibly hard. “Ummm, nice…I can't wait to have this in my mouth and vagina. Reta was a fool to let you get away.”She kissed her way down his body, stopping at his nipples, his navel, and her ultimate destination—his gorgeous cock. She licked around his head and down the ultra sensitive underside. She sucked his tender balls into her mouth, sucking and licking them as she stroked him softly with her hand. Gently she released his testicles, allowing each to “pop” as it exited her warm moist mouth. Again she licked his organ, making it even harder.Suddenly, she stopped, and in one extremely athletic motion leaped up his body to kiss him deeply and impale herself on his cock simultaneously. Scott groaned as he experienced her tight cunt for the first time. Rini was a virgin, but like many others in the tribe had broken her hymen years ago as a mere child. She moved up, almost, but not quite releasing him before sinking again slowly down his organ. She repeated over and over, building Scott to a sensory overload that could only result in a massive explosion—drowning her womb in tons of baby juice.Rini's work had its desired effect. She drove the despair from his mind, replacing it with a psychological and physical need. Scott began to move and as he did Rini changed her motion to match his. They drove into each other, working solely on instinct. Having no sex at all for more than two weeks made Scott cum fast. He lifted Rini high off the bed as he finally came, releasing weeks of pent up frustration in an instant. Although excited, Rini did not cum. It didn't matter to her at all—her objective had been reached. “Tomorrow, Lona will partner with you. Now, let's sleep.” She pulled Scott into the warm recesses of her body and led him to slumber.Once Scott was gone Hosi and I were finally alone. We had learned quickly that the Queen was never actually “alone.” There were always guards or servants about, but Hosi and I learned to ignore their presence. Hosi moved to me, “I have wondered if it is all worth the trouble we've been through.”“I know what you're thinking, but think a bit further. Think about the troubles we'd have if Reta had become queen. I really think that she lost because of her back. I have never seen anybody bend like you did; she didn't match it and that's why, I think, her throw was short. Could you have thrown any farther?”“I don't really know, David. I had never thrown that far before the contest. I think I was just lucky to have hit the target at all.”“Only you would be so modest about such a magnificent feat. You deserve a reward.”Hosi laughed so loud that the guards ran into the room. Hosi excused them with the words, “You'll need to get used to that; David and I laugh a lot. It's part of who we are and how much we love each other.” The guards left smiling thinking how lucky they were to have such a “human” Queen.Turning to me, she smiled again, “I think that's my line and I still need to thank you for all the help you've given me recently. Let me see—learning about Reta's plot, making a plan to foil her, teaching me how to lift the stone, massaging me I don't know how many times, and…oh, yeah…how could I ever forget…helping me to relax in the middle of the competition.” She assumed what she thought was a queenly and authoritative position before she resumed, “Here is my royal proclamation: I will fuck you at least once each and every day until I have repaid my debt to you.”“And when will that be,” I asked.Taking my hand and leading me to her bed chamber she replied, “Never! Now let's begin and then sleep.” We walked into the bed chamber where we slowly removed each other's clothing and fell together to the bed. Hosi caressed my face and smothered it with kisses before finding my mouth and pushing her tongue into it forcefully. We kissed with passion and love for each other until I moved my hand to Hosi's breast. I gently massaged the tender tissue and ran my thumb over the sensitive areola. Hosi moaned with her pleasure, arching her back to make those luscious globes more accessible to her lover…her mate…her husband…the one person in the valley who could be her equal and more.She reached down, finding her target immediately. My cock was hard and hot; she yearned with impatience to have it in her. Her pussy twitched in anticipation, causing her to moan even more. At one point a guard entered the suite to investigate the source of the noise, but left just as silently, a huge smile on her face.Hosi lifted me, positioning me so my cock was just in front of her face. She licked it for several minutes before moving me again, this time so my rock-hard cock could enter her. Her pussy was, as usual, running with her nectar, soaking her thighs and the bedding. Eyes focused on mine she slowly, but surely pulled me into her. We sighed mightily at the sensation we experienced.We found our rhythm, that special rate of mating that was guaranteed to maximize our pleasure and bring us together to Nirvana—that special place known only to two of us. Hosi drove her body into mine. She couldn't get me deep enough into her body to satisfy her need, but she tried—oh, did she try! We bounced across the soaked bed, moving from side to side before I hesitated. I had felt that pressure growing in my balls until I could stand it no more. My hot white semen erupted up through my cock into Hosi.She felt and welcomed my flood. It warmed and filled her tight cunt and she felt she needed it as a sign of our love. She fingered her ring as I thrust into her one final time. It was just enough to trigger her orgasm. She shuddered and shook for more than a minute before coming to rest. She kissed me, reminding me again how much she loved me. She allowed my cock to escape her, but tucked it into her ass crack as she spooned and led my hand to its familiar spot on her breast as she sought her first night of sleep as Queen of the Amazons.To be continued, by senorlongo for SexStories.

This is a very important discussion regarding our backstory as Kali worshippers in the West. How is it that we are all of us in this room right now, hearing this lecture and resonating with its ideas? How did we come to worship Kali and practice Tantra, especially those of us who grew up in the West? Isn't this a profound mystery and blessing that we find ourselves here in this place at this time? How did this strange and miraculous phenomena come to be? Who brought Kālī to us? In answering this question, I'd like to trace the current upsurgence of Kali worship in the world all the way back to a moment on 31st May 1855. Since this lecture was given on Snān Yatra, the anniversary of this significant day, we say a few words about Rani Rasmani, Ramakrishna, Vivekananda and of course Mā Bhavatārini Kālī of Dakshineshwar. Lectures happen live on zoom every Monday at 7pm PST and Friday 10am PST and Friday at 6pm PST.  There's Q&A right after the lectures. It is free and open to the public. All are welcome!Use this link and I will see you there:https://www.zoom.us/j/7028380815Our hatha yoga class is Monday 5pm PST with Amrita and Wednesdays at 11am PST and again at Friday 5pm PST with me via this same link also.For more videos, guided meditations and instruction and for access to our lecture library, visit me at:https://www.patreon.com/yogawithnishTo get in on the discussion and access various spiritual materials, join our Discord here: https://discord.gg/U8zKP8yMrMSupport the Show.

Clean up all the broken glass at the kindergarten, Rini, because we're watching the finale of X-Men ‘96 (the old one) in preparation for X-Men ‘97 (the new one)! Will Professor X be okay? Will Beast get all the compliments he's been fishing for?Today's Episode Sponsor: The Cowboy Mystery Mansion™THIS WEEK'S EPISODESSailor Moon (DIC) Episode 74, “Child's Play”X-Men: The Animated Series Season 5 Episode 10, “Graduation Day”Join our Discord! https://discord.gg/StaYgR7HW2Support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/satamtuesdays Our Website: http://www.satamtuesdays.com/The Hosts: Andrew Eric Davison, Austin Bridges, Rory VoieAudio Production: Andrew Eric Davison

A mouse narrowly escapes a cat, and is later haunted by the ghost of the cat, who believes the mouse plays a part in the “unfinished business” of the cat's life. Genre: Fable   Excerpt: Two eyes, yellow with a green glow, hovered in the darkness. A shaft of soft light from a crack in the wall fell between Rini and those eyes, those eyes that loomed. Those eyes that floated closer. A smiling snout appeared in the shaft of light, and wicked whispers, and sharp, pointed ears, and those eyes whose hungry gaze fell upon Rini.   What's the Writing Prompt that inspired the story?While search through writing prompts, I saw the term “spirit animal.” I didn't want to use whatever the prompt was, but it did inspire me to think of my own prompt: What if a mouse was being haunted by the ghost of the cat who tried to kill her, but ended up dying instead?   Faster FictioneerEver wonder how I've gotten all these hundreds of stories written?  I have a method.  You can learn more about it right here: FASTER FICTIONEER   I've Got Issues For YouThe Storyfeather Gazette is a monthly round-up of my recent podcast episodes, short stories, trailers, news, recommendations, and more that I send by email. Follow the link to look through old issues and to Sign Up: STORYFEATHER GAZETTE   Storyfeather-themed merchandiseT-shirts, mugs, stickers, notebooks, baby onesies, and more featuring artwork from stories and art challenges STORYFEATHER TEEPUBLIC STORE   CREDITSStory: “The Cat That Haunted the Mouse” Copyright © 2020 by Nila L. Patel Narration, Episode Art, Editing, and Production:  Nila L. Patel Music: “Trip-Hop Lounge Abstract Background” by Digital Emotions (Intro/Outro) Music by ANDREW SITKOV (MuzStation Game Music)* “Evil is Near” “Mystical House” “Scary Theme #3” “Scary Theme #1” “Hidden Fear” “Story at Night” “Secrets of Kingdom” “Journey into Fog” “Magic Within”   *These tracks were part of a music and sound effects bundles I purchased from Humble Bundle and sourced from GameDev Market. Music by Andrew Sitkov licensed from GameDev Market Sound effects from AudioJungle and GameDevMarket Changes made to the musical tracks?  Just cropping to align with my narration.   Find more music by Digital_Emotions at audiojungle.netFind more music by Andrew Sitkov at gamedevmarket.netFind more stories by Nila at storyfeather.com   Episode Art Description: Digital drawing. A cat seen from the left side sitting down with tail curled in front. The cat's head is facing forehead and resting on the forepaws. The cat is looking at a mouse, standing on the hind legs in front of the cat. The mouse is turned to the right, holding forepaws together, with tail stretched out to the right. A hazy glow surrounds both animals. Watermark of “Storyfeather” along top of mouse's tail.

In today's pod-meal, we dig into some questions that a friend's child has asked! She is funny and creative and makes jokes and wants to be a comedian/astronaut later in life (or maybe right now) and so her mom asked me if I'd answer some questions about comedy (and space). I do, and also my wonderful girlfriend Rini answers some as well. We all have a fun time and I hope you enjoy! Much love!

Kirk's #1 girl is here!Rini Bell aka Lulu Kuschner! We first met Lulu in An Affair to Remember but how can we forget she used to date Kirk's brother! In the end she only has eyes for Kirk. She loves pink and teaches third grade. Rini shares her best Gilmore stories as well as Bring it On!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.