The Dominion and the Sugilite

*~ Episode 23 ~*

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By

B.J. Frazier

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This book contains erotic fiction with graphic sex and is intended for mature readers only.  This book is part of a series, and each episode contains different kinks.

“The Dominion and the Sugilite” is an erotic fantasy/sci-fi soap opera with femdom themes, meant to be read in order, as each episode builds from the previous ones.  Please read Episode 1 first and each one thereafter.  Reading out of order will result in spoilers.

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Church ruin initial Image by eheritage Official from Pexels

Digital artwork by rubbug

Front center:  Aurora

Upper right:  Cozima

Right:  Acacia

Bottom left:  Gaius

Bottom center:  Neelam

Bottom center:  Gemma

The Dominion and the Sugilite ~ Episode 23

“Aurora interrupted Gaius because he refuses to shut up!” Bulan defended when the Arbiters of Justice were secured in their deliberation room.

“But a public denouncing of another species rather goes against the notion of this interspecies event that’s being forced down everyone’s throats, does it not?” Acacia countered.

“Stop talking like I’m not in the room,” Aurora clipped.  “I can speak for myself, though I don’t have to.  But since none of you will shut up—just like that Satyr—he was driving me crazy.  I dare any of you to say any different.  And the fact that someone is annoying is not a speciesist comment.  I didn’t say all Satyrs drive me crazy.  I said Gaius drives me crazy.  With his archaic language and his twisty-turny speech, not to mention the speed with which he takes those turns!  Tell me which of you didn’t wanna take the first galactic mine shaft outta that room?”

The Arbiters of Justice looked around.  They were in a circle, sitting in queening chairs with underlings providing a much needed energy infusion.

“Yes, Eminence,” Acacia drawled.  “We all think sitting on top of our subs getting our pussies licked is preferable to listening to that goat talk.”

“See, now that’s speciesist, Acacia,” Aurora said.  “Gaius drove that point home.”

“Hard,” Bulan muttered, and the other women chuckled.

Acacia frowned.  “What’s gonna happen, Aurora, when you do this event of yours and you learn that that’s how all Satyrs talk?  Or even in a few minutes when his witness testifies?  What’s that gonna do to all this acceptance and tolerance garbage?”

Geo had licked Aurora to the brink, and the head of the Dominion took a moment to arch her neck and let out a guttural groan of ecstasy... which sent the other six Arbiters of Justice over the edge as well.

Only one justice needed to slap her chair to get her sub to stop:  Bulan.

The noise caught the gaze of the ladies, who were slumped in their chairs and panting.

Acacia was the first one to respond.  “Bulan, is your sub the underling who serviced me in the amphitheater last week?”

“How do I know?”

“You let me borrow someone because my Chip was on loan to one of the lower station students of the Eminence’s BDSM class,” Acacia reminded.

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