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An honorable man who never took advantage of those less fortunate,
Remak once had a chance to be something other than a soldier.
He met a woman and for a brief time held her in his arms, but
he didn't stay in her village or return to her when he could.
Now chained and abandoned in an enemy cell he regrets there
will be no one to mourn him when he dies.
But the goddess Gillan hasn't given up on Remak. After all she
put that woman where he would find her and she isn't pleased
he threw away his chance at happiness. Through a series of sexually
charged visions she moves him through time and shows him how
good life as one of her people can be.
A man without hope or love,
Remak must to learn her lessons before it is too late for him - the
greatest lesson being that goddesses
work in mysterious ways!

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Remak opened his eyes and for once everything had changed. He
was no longer bound to a wall by the ankles and wrists—in
fact he was no longer even in the prison. He was in a simple
cottage bedroom like any number of bedrooms he’d been in
before, although this one seemed somehow more familiar than most.
His
ragged uniform was gone and even though he was naked, he was
comfortably warm. Some of that was the fire burning cheerfully
in the nearby fireplace. The rest was that he wasn’t alone.
On the bed beneath him was a woman, warm and alive, her copper
skin aglow in the firelight. He crouched over her, his erect
cock leaving a damp trail on her soft belly. Red-gold hair covered
the pillow beneath her head, framing her face and eyes the color
of soft moss. It was the goddess’s face, except for the
eyes, no longer green ice but warm and soft.
Remak stared down
into her face. She seemed older than the goddess, with tiny
streaks of gray in her hair and fine lines around her
eyes.
Those eyes stared back at him in intense anticipation.
He glanced
around and to his shock discovered that not only was the woman
as naked as he was, but ropes held her arms and legs
bound tight to the bedposts.
Horrified, Remak pulled back, intending
to fling himself away from the bed. What madness was this that
the goddess would lead
him to force himself on a defenseless woman?
To his surprise the “defenseless” woman
giggled. "Darling,
what are you waiting for? This was your idea, you know." She
stretched her arms, lifting her soft breasts upward, caressing
her hardened nipples against his chest. Remak’s cock stiffened
and jerked at her touch.
Her beautiful lips pouted playfully at
him. "Is this part
of the game, to make me wait for you?"
"The game?" He
blinked. He was playing a game with this enticing woman?
"It was your idea have me play captive for you." She
sighed prettily. "I'm just your prisoner now, helpless to
your every command. Don't you want something from me?"
Lifting
her head off the pillow, she glanced down at his cock, now full
and near painfully erect. "Isn't there something
I could do for you, my big strong master?"
She wanted to do something to him, while tied up? Remak’s
head reeled at the possibilities.
The woman licked her lips. "I can't use my hands, but there
is always my mouth."
Remak closed his own gaping mouth and
considered the situation. Apparently whatever was going on was
consensual and intended
for the pleasure of both of them. He’d heard tales from
the more experienced men in the army about games of this sort,
used to spice up their love lives. He’d said one woman
wouldn’t be enough, but the goddess wanted to show him
how erotic an established relationship could get.
This was certainly
erotic, he thought, with a beautiful and bound woman offering
to suck on his cock. How could he possibly say
no?
For the rest see: Memories To Come
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