The Mutant World (9 page)

“I see,” said Luther with a grin. Looking at the curvaceous beauties here he could easily believe it. Just imagining one of those mutant women doing those moves half naked had him a little heated himself, and he hadn’t even seen it firsthand!

“I’ll have to show it to you
personally
before you leave,” said Lady Ramsy winking. Luther swallowed. Even the human women were hot as all hell here, there were some that were on a par with the mutant women, and Lady Lana Ramsy certainly was one of them. “I’m surprised no one danced the Macarena last night,” said Lana. “But then after that fight and Princess Abe taking charge the way she did people’s blood was already boiling…in many ways. Normally love-play comes
after
dancing. Hah!”

Actually some of these women
had
danced the Macarena that night and with the desired results, but Luther, Lady Ramsy and her friends had been too preoccupied themselves to notice.

Suddenly, Lady Ramsy held up her hand for silence as a new song began to play and the Bellasarian women let out a cheer. Luther couldn’t believe it. That song was older than him. On this world it was even older…
centuries
older. But no doubt about it, it was Mary J. Blige’s ‘I Can Love You Better’, the original, sung by the lady herself.

The empress giggled, grabbed her husband and pulled him onto the floor. The others cleared the floor as the vassal queens and their consorts cheered and applauded. Luther and the other men, both human and mutant, Earthman and Bellasarian watched open mouthed and drooling as Beral III danced with Lord Talos. She had her hands on her hips as she rotated in rhythm to the music. Her face was making the most sensuous expressions as she danced before her lord.

The black woman with the American president’s party grinned as she watched the empress. “Damn! Will you look at her work that ass!” said the woman to another aide. “NOW I believe she’s got some black blood in her!” The other woman grinned and nodded, but
her
eyes were glued on the High Lord’s impressive body.

The Akkadians seemed scandalized by the empress’s behavior and indeed the Earth people were shocked as well. This so-called
formal
dinner was much more relaxed, not to mention fun, than any diplomatic dinner they had ever went to. This was turning into a huge party! Many of the other Bellasarians were cheering the imperial couple on, especially the empress. Some of the diplomats and their aides were pleased by this. Others however, felt this behavior was improper at such an event and by people of such high stature. When President Chambers asked a Bellasarian about this he said that dinner parties, both formal and informal, were
still
parties and that seriousness was meant for serious talks in council chambers and formal throne room discussions.

“This song is very popular with our people,” said Lady Ramsy. “It’s a classic and has a theme very familiar to our women, especially the mutant women. One part of the song
is
difficult to understand though. We believe that the second woman in the song was rhyming in some unique Earth slang. Still, it’s a good dancing song and it is popular with those who desire’s a particular man and those (giggle) who mean to
keep
what they have. The empress is clearly marking
her
territory.”

Luther nodded. He couldn’t take his eyes off Beral III’s backside. It was beating a mean rhythm beneath that dress as she danced before Lord Talos. The other parts of her juicy figure were jiggling around in a maddening rhythm too. He sincerely doubted that Lord Talos was going
anywhere
. As for himself, Luther prayed that no one would ask him to stand up for any reason right now. Luther sighed. Even he had heard about Beral III’s reputation in the sack. A human would never survive a tumble with her between the sheets. But in that moment, Luther Jeffries absolutely believed that just one night with that woman would be
worth
his life. The empress then threw her arms around Lord Talos’s neck and the two danced together closely. And as the song closed, the queen and High Lord kissed. The other kings and queens cheered.

I wish diplomatic dinners were this much fun back home,
thought First Man Barry Chambers. Grinning, he leaned over to the Akkadian President and said, “So how is this a
formal
dinner again?”

“Nobody’s naked, fighting or fornicating,” laughed President Kaminski.

Other women began to drag their men onto the floor as the empress and her consort resumed their seats. One of the Earth delegates looked at the mutant women dancing with their mates or even alone and said to one of the Bellasarian men sitting beside him, “No wonder you let the women rule here.” The Bellasarian man laughed.

******

The Next Day

Lindsey LeBron, the president’s chief aide and spokeswoman on Bellasaria sat in an informal gathering of Bellasarian and Earth women in the home of Lady Lana Ramsy. In fascination she listened to the conversation as aspects of Bellasarian history and culture unfolded during the discussions. She asked many questions of her own as well.

“I’m still surprised and impressed at the way women have taken charge in this society,” said Lindsey. “And you’ve had this system for two thousand years.”

“Yes, how have you’ve managed to dominate the men of this world,” laughed another woman. “Maybe we could learn a thing or two from you.”

The empress didn’t like this woman, nor did President Chambers. Lindsey recognized her as one of the United Kingdom’s representatives. She also knew that she was an outspoken feminist…and a lesbian.

“Dominate is a harsh and inaccurate word, Lady Cain,” said Beral III, “and it is not possible. Not with our men. The more accurate word would be ‘Pacified’. Bellasarian men, mutants at least, can be
pacified
and thus ruled, if done the
right
way, but it is impossible to master and dominate them.”

Many of the Earth women looked at one another and thought on this for a moment. Then Lindsey looked at the empress and said, “How?”

The empress looked at the woman and grinned. “Why, the same way any system or government that wants to stay in place does…by keeping our men happy.”

Cain and several other females from Earth didn’t like the way that sounded. “How do you mean?” asked Shannon Cain.

The Tabonese Queen chuckled and shook her head. “You human women…excuse me, s
ome
women, especially those from Earth and who are of a certain way of thinking, always become defensive at this simple logic. Actually, we understand this part of your mentality well. Mutant women were once under the worst sort of male domination. It was human, true, but male nonetheless. We have taken great steps to see to it that this
never
happens again. At first we tried separating ourselves from our men altogether, but that was a complete failure.”

“Why?” asked Cain.

“How can you ask that?” said Beral III irritably. “For our species’ numbers to continue to grow and thrive we needed our men! If we separated from our males we might as well have handed the entire island back to the humans. It was a
stupid
idea. Besides…we wanted what the humans wouldn’t let us have as slaves, families…
real
families! And we
must
mate. Unlike you, this is not a convenient choice, but an imperative for us. In case you haven’t noticed, Bellasarian women
like
men…a lot! We really can’t do without them, most of us anyway. We were climbing up the walls without our men, HAH! Once Queen Bellasaris had unified our people by defeating Lord Cato and establishing her rule over the males, she quickly made Cato her mate (chuckle) which was as much her intention as gaining leadership of his men. She then made him their leader again, but under her. Ironically, Lord Cato had always understood our fear of men and had accepted the situation. But we knew that this could change if we were not careful. In time he and the other men, boys really,
could
become troublesome. There was much discussion and solutions suggested for this problem, but the most logical and easiest solution found was simply keeping the men content with our rule. If they are happy, they are content. If they become unhappy, we fall…and fall hard. This is the same with any regime anywhere.” Several of the ladies again seemed to think on this. Cain and others still didn’t seem to understand. “Men really are very simple creatures,” laughed the empress, “keeping them happy is fairly easy. And the best way is with respect, sex and food. But I don’t need to tell you that, do I? Even an Earth woman knows that. Isn’t that how many of you hooked
your
mates? Although, as far as sex goes, it’s more like them working to keep
us
happy, but they’re not complaining.” There was a perceptible chuckle among the Bellasarian women.

“I would imagine it was more involved than
that
,” said Cain dryly.

“Yes, we do have certain advantages that your women don’t have,” said the empress. “Thanks to our former masters the situation was perfect. And we had the opportunity and brains to capitalize on it.”

“I don’t quite understand,” said President Chambers.

“The first thing we did was make our society a matrilineal one,” said Beral III. “Once we learned what family and kinship was, we realized that men dominated their women due primarily from the conscious or unconscious desire to protect their own bloodlines. They do everything in their power to keep their women down and at home for fear of them conceiving by another male and passing off
his
offspring as their own. A fear not
unfounded
I am forced to admit. People try to use religion or morality as the cause, but really
that
is the root cause. We also believed, and were proven right later after studying Earth cultures, that if our bloodlines were traced through the female lines women would have more freedom and would be more valued and respected by men. Besides…this way is much more accurate anyway. The mother can rarely be called into question. The rest fell easily into place from there. Normally, most men want to please the women they love, if they are respected. Yes, they like to exercise authority, but we can rule easily if their egos aren’t tread upon. Besides, men do hold high positions of power here, but only women can vote. This keeps the balance. They rule to a degree, but WE have the power to give or take that power away. There have been some assholes, but because of these measure most of our men are content.”

Ms. Cain was shocked to hear this come out of Empress Beral’s mouth. “But you’re…That was it? I would imagine that powerful women like you could take and hold power without having to make
any
concessions.”

“Tell me true,” said Beral III, “what have you heard of the mutant women of Bellasaria? Remember, I’ll know if you lie to me.”

Cain swallowed and said, “I…People back home say that Bellasarian women are intelligent and incredibly beautiful. But…They say you are the product of genetic breeding and all have bodies like centerfolds, with big breasts and curves everywhere. They say you are vain… and…and…”

“And shameless, wanton and aggressive where men are concerned,” laughed the empress, letting Cain off the hook on that one. “A
well
-earned reputation, I assure you.” Cain’s mouth opened at this shameless admission from the empress. “Well, go on, continue,” said Beral III.

Cain cleared her throat and continued.

“Bellasarian women are also reputed to be powerful, bad tempered, vengeful and extremely dangerous when provoked. They say most of you can tear a human man apart with your bare hands.”

Beral III nodded. “Actually, when treated well, we are as gentle and affectionate as kittens…with
our
men. But most of what you have said is absolutely true, and you’ve seen it first-hand yourselves.” Then Beral III grinned and said, “However, not all Bellasarian women are over six feet tall and have big tits and asses.” There was laughter at this, but then the empress became serious. “Bellasarian women
can
be as ferocious as rabid wolves and strong enough to kill cave-lions with our bare hands.
Human
men are rightly terrified of provoking us. But there is one animal any sane Bellasarian woman fears to provoke…a Bellasarian man.” Cain shuddered. “There are three reasons why we were successful in taking charge in the beginning of our history, Ms. Cain,” said the empress. “One was because most of the males were really only children. Lord Cato himself was just thirteen or fourteen years old at the time of the revolt. Children respond to kindness very quickly. Another reason was because females greatly outnumbered males because of human culling and the war. But the main reason we were able to assume power and keep it was because most of the males hadn’t had any contact with females since they were toddlers. The poor devils barely remembered their own mothers. The only male mutants of breeding age, or younger, that had any contact with females’ human or mutant prior to the uprising were certain mutants used as slave security and the male pleasure slaves. And under the circumstances, their contact with females would not have left the best impressions of women. It may have been a blessing in disguise that most of them died in battle with the humans. We women, on the other hand, were older and had plenty of experience with men. In a nut shell, we had a clean slate to work with.”