WARNING:
This story contains nudity, graphic violence, f/f rape and other
perversities.
The subject matter may also be considered sacrilegious, or even
blasphemous, by some. It is most definitely intended for, and should
only be read by, mature
adults, over the age of twenty-one.
Trouble
In Paradise. Part 1.
By
GW
(gwalb@nycap.rr.com
or gwalb@yahoo.com)
The day after Black Lilly
completed her financial arrangements with Big
Tony, she excitedly approached her forlorn, debased captive, Divine
Justice, with
news.
"Good news Slut! Least it's
good
for me! I suppose you might see it
different! Big Tony's told a lot of his
friends what a swell piece o'ass you are, and some o'them want t'try ya
out! Not all o'them hoods either! A lot of respectable people! Hah,
hah! Even a
Bishop and a Rabbi! Hah! Even some dames, like that
stuck-up society bitch, Miss Faversham, the headmistress of that
hoity-toity Finishing School for Young ladies! Anyway they're all
willing to pay big bucks for a shot at you! I'm thinking maybe I'll
open up like a private night club kind of thing, where you could do
some
entertaining...Hmmm...Yeah! That's the ticket!"
The cowed, debauched captive
was horrified. Her spirit crushed and in
villainous thrall to the evil dominatrix who had enslaved her, she
dared not refuse any command; she could only plead,
pitifully, in protest.
"Oh pl-please...(sob)...
don't make me a paid whore...(sob)...My
Lady
Asherah will reward you...(sob)...if you are merciful to me..." Divine
Justice implored, invoking the name of Divine Asherah in her plea for
mercy.
Predictably the sobbing
superheroine's plea fell on deaf ears.
"Yeah, Asherah, the
Mistress of
Paradise...hah, hah! I heard about Her
from the Witch!" Black Lilly's
nasty laugh seemed to indicate she knew some dark secret.
What secret does Black Lilly
know? Has Divine Asherah abandoned her
hapless, disgraced
Chosen Messenger?
Indeed, Asherah became
aware of the earthly tragedy only at the
moment of Divine Justice's disgrace, at hearing the defeated
superheroine's heartfelt prayers
for mercy. It was as though a scale was removed from the Goddess's eye.
She saw clearly, then, that her sly, scheming handmaiden
conspired behind her back with Yahweh to test Judith as He had tested
Job. Yahweh not only indulged the vile handmaiden in her design,
but conspired to hide the vicious scheme from Asherah, His Rightful
Consort.
Asherah's righteous fury at
this double treachery and betrayal knew no
bounds!
"How DARE that impudent
strumpet do such a
thing to My Worthy Judith! And He aided her! Oh Males are so
susceptible,
even Yahweh!" Like so many wives, even Divinely Wise Asherah naively
tended to
place
most of the blame on the 'other woman' rather than on Her Wandering
Mate.
"I don't know what Yahweh sees
in that slut! Such a cheap
tart; blond hair with black roots, makeup on the boobies, and
shaving where a female has no need! And why did
He have to bring her kind up here, to Paradise, to cause trouble? He
could have gone down
there, when He wanted 'some' from the cheap tart! And then, to tell Me,
she was My handmaiden! Ha! Fat lot of handmaiding that lazy trollop
ever did!"
After all these
years of marital union, Asherah had found it understandable
that Her Consort,
Yahweh, took a
concubine. After all, He was a Male, and when Asherah was young, all
males took concubines. "Of
course, that Solomon person overdid it; Yahweh was always laughing
about that, saying that was what made him wise!
Only a Male would think wisdom like that was worth having!" The
Matronly Goddess, often thought.
Asherah resolved it was time to
have it out with the witch, Lilith, once
and for all. "Now where is the worthless slut? Never around when I want
her! Some handmaiden!"
Asherah stormed through
Paradise, searching for the delinquent, perfidious
handmaiden. Naturally, out of regard for human frailty, the divine
Exemplar of
Wholesome Rectitude appeared clothed, when She materialized on Earth,
but of course, the badge of shame of the fallen children of Eve, had no
place here in Paradise. Now, the Goddess's comely, shapely Divine Form,
in
all Its Regal, Nude Glory, quivered fetchingly, in Her righteous
agitation.
As She searched, Asherah fumed,
growing ever angrier. "If Yahweh wanted
a little something on the side, why didn't He find Himself, a nice
traditional, respectful girl from the
Heavenly Host? No, of all females in His Creation, it has to be that
impudent
slut,
Lilith! She's not a divinity! Not even an angel, but an earthbound
spirit,
and a witch
at that, with a pretty unsavory past! She was mixed up
in that whole Eden fiasco, and made sure things went all wrong,
there! That poor little Eve got all
the blame, of course! She was such a devoted mother too, even if one of
her boys
did go wrong! It was that trollop, Lilith, who led the people of Sodom
and Gomorra astray, too! And who talked My...Yahweh's people into
worshipping a golden calf, of all things? Not a week after Yahweh had
Me
go to
all the trouble
of parting the Red Sea for them, either!"
"And before that tart threw
herself
at Yahweh, she was seeing that
troublemaker,
Lucifer! Nice company that is! She's not
even young! That hussy has been whoring around for four thousand years!
Having a grand old time, while I slave away managing His Temples,
making sure He has a comfortable home! Well that's a wife's job, of
course, and I like to set a proper example for His people! But I could
have been out
having a good time! I had lots of offers! Ba'al and Mardoch both
thought I was gorgeous, and would have done anything for Me!"
"Now, to top it off, that
serpent has disgraced and debauched My poor
Judith, after all the good that wonderful girl did for Yahweh's people!
It's time to settle
this once and for all! That tramp IS going back where she belongs!
There's no
place for the likes of her, in Paradise, no matter what Yahweh thinks!
I will drive her from Paradise, as I drove out Samael, when he
revolted against the Divine Authority!"
With some satisfaction, Mighty Asherah remembered that triumph.
Asherah, the Queen of
Victories, reflected upon the similar
satisfaction,
She would have, seeing the hateful witch, Lilith, flee before Her
Divine
wrath, through the
Gates of
Paradise.
Even a Goddess's designs do not
always go according to plan.
Asherah found the slatternly handmaiden, idly sunning herself in a
secluded garden of
the heavenly expanses. It was a favorite spot, where Lilith often
retreated, to
avoid her hardly irksome, token duties as handmaiden to the Goddess.
Lilith rose languidly at the
angry Goddess's thunderous approach. "Hah!
Guess the 'Mighty One', old thunder butt, found out about my little
experiment! Now, she's
gonna blame me, because Her Chosen Messenger turned out to be such a
gutless wimp! The fat, old biddy never could take a joke!"
Despite Asherah's
commanding divine presence, Lilith proved unwilling to flee Paradise,
willingly! Rather than flee, the smug concubine dared laugh
contemptuously at the Wrath of the Queenly Mistress of Paradise.
Perhaps, she was expecting such a confrontation, or even schemed to
bring
it about?
Instead of fleeing from the
irate Goddess, Lilith seized Asherah's right arm
in a strong grip.
With a very competent judo
hold, the unrepentant, and decidedly
belligerent, handmaiden, flung the Heavenly Queen onto the floor of
paradise.
"Hah, hah! FLEE MY wrath,
Tubby!" The witch chortled, as her
Divine Mistress landed with a jarring thud on her regally broad behind.
Unconsciously rubbing Her
smarting bottom, Asherah looked up at the
interloper, so furious She could hardly speak.
Unable to contain Her fury, the
Mistress of Paradise leaped to Her
feet, and flung Herself at the impudent, earthly harlot. How dare this
vile, licentious interloper defy, and lay hands on the Queen of
Victories?
Though Mighty Asherah was twice
her size, Lilith had learned a few
tricks in her long, checkered career that often compensated for lack of
size.
Lilith viciously secured her
release from Asherah's grip.
As the
Goddess painfully pulled loose, and twisted away, nursing Her injury,
Lilith leaped upon Her back, like a jungle cat.
Asherah knew some vulnerable
points of the female anatomy, Herself!
The wrathful Goddess jumped to
her feet to take advantage of her
success.
The punch stung, but the lazy
handmaiden's midriff was surprisingly
well muscled, and shielded her from the worst effects. Before her
Divine Foe could attack again, the resourceful Lilith, from her
doubled
over position, launched herself as though from a catapult, and rammed
headfirst into Asherah's solar plexus. The Goddess's own matronly
middle proved vulnerable.
The head butt inflicted
considerable distress. Had Lilith discovered a weak point? She followed
up with her fists.
Asherah stumbled backward,
groaning in misery, and the evil handmaiden
grabbed
her under the knees, and pulled Her legs out from under Her.
Once again, Asherah landed
painfully, with scant Divine dignity, on Her
regal rump.
Lilith held on to her foe's
legs, so Asherah couldn't rise, and then
with
the swiftness of an adder striking, kicked Her between the legs.
"Strike while the iron's Hot,
they say!" Lilith chortled.
Seeing the awful agony she
caused with the first kick, Lilith viciously
repeated it, several times.
Asherah tried to rise, but
found Her lower body paralyzed by pain.
Lilith stamped on the Goddess's
belly further hampering Her effort to
rise.
Then as Asherah, writhing in
agony, tried to fend her off, Lilith
confidently climbed on top of the Goddess, and pinned Her shoulders to
the
ground.
Securely pinned no matter how
She struggled, Asherah looked up in
alarm. Her despised handmaiden was proving a more
dangerous foe than She ever believed possible.
Once she was securely in
control, Lilith wasted no time inflicting the
maximum damage. She had waited a long time for this opportunity.
In complete control, the
merciless handmaiden pounded her Queen's face
relentlessly, battering Asherah's head from side to side, until she
knocked the Mistress of Paradise, unconscious.
With a contemptuous sneer, the
ruthless handmaiden looked down at her
pitifully
moaning Mistress, Mighty
Asherah, Queen of Victories.
Lilith rose languidly to her
feet. Asherah was still out cold, moaning
softly.
