Message-ID: <13523eli$9807301517@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: gwalb25@my-dejanews.com Subject: Post Story Inanna PtI Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.fetish.wrestling Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6pqbn2$ekn$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> Inanna In The Underworld Part I By GW Summerian Goddess challenges sister goddess of the underworld for supremacy. Mature Adults only F/F rape violence. Inanna, Queen of Heaven, paused in her majestic passage through her dominions. "Halt!" She called to the seven mighty lions pulling her chariot. The fierce carnivores snapped shut their huge deadly jaws in annoyance, reluctant to interrupt their journey toward midday feeding. Yet, subservient to the will of the indomitable Inanna, the fearsome brutes halted. Inanna gazed about her in rising fury. All that remained of a once prosperous and happy farming village were burnt ruins and the rotting corpses of men women and even children. A few miserable survivors huddled together in terror. Their hearts leaped to see their beloved protectress. Though stern in justice Inanna was a warm and loving mother, when her people were troubled. "Who wreaked such carnage? Who would dare break Inanna's peace and desecrate a village under Inanna's personal protection?" The furious queen of the skies asked. The frightened villagers told Inanna it had been marauders from the underworld. "They wore Queen Ereshkigel's brand!" One villager, braver than the rest whispered. Inanna was puzzled. Never since she had defeated her sister Ereshkigel, and banished her to rule the dreaded underworld, had Ereshkigel dared trouble the land of the living under Inanna's personal protection. "If this is Ereshkigel's work, she has truly grown bold in her long cold exile! Perhaps it is time that I taught her another lesson?" Inanna mused. "No matter! Whoever did this, will pay!" The fierce goddess of battle vowed vengeance, and no evildoer who incurred Inanna's wrath, had ever yet escaped the swift merciless retribution of her law. Yet before she left them, she comforted the frightened villagers as a beloved divine mother, her children. The Mistress of the Divine Hunt scouted the area. Her keen senses soon picked up a trail. She estimated the number of raiders, from their tracks. Though alone without attendants she eagerly gave chase. In Inanna's wake, the grass grew greener and more lush, flowers bloomed and fruit ripened ahead of its season. All nature responded rapturously Inanna's passage. She was patroness of fertility, ever chaste, yet ever seductive and abundantly free with her voluptuous favors. Meanwhile many miles ahead, a villainous mob of demons and imps hurried toward their refuge, already terrified of Inanna's vengeance if she caught them. Only their fear of their mistress Ereshkigel could have emboldened them to dare Inanna's wrath. Mutinous and treacherous, yet they always obeyed their queen, because she was even more murderous than they, and her reward to traitors was instant extinction. Despite their long head start, Inanna's fierce feline chargers soon caught up with the marauders just as they approached the first gate to the underworld. As Inanna's golden chariot neared, a bloated, dark-skinned female form naked from head to toe, with coarse iron gray hair emerged from the gate to greet the procession. Inanna stared at the female unbelievingly. "She seems familiar" the queen of storms mused. She sniffed the air inquisitively, and caught a once familiar scent. "It is Ereshkigel!" Inanna thought in surprise. "Oh, but she has grown fat. No wonder I didn't recognize her at first glance. Well I defeated her when she was young and supple and banished her from the heavens to rule the dark underworld. She poses no threat in her present bloated state." Long years ago the young Ereshkigel, Inanna's witch trained sister had vied with Inanna for supremacy in the heavens. Ereshkigel had caused much evil in her thirst for power, and at last Inanna had banished her from the heavens and from the world of mortals, forever. "So you dare return to my realm, Ereshkigel? You have grown fat in your long absence. You should have stayed where things went so well for you. You surely haven't forgotten that you only live because I spared you after our last encounter. Our fight was to the death, but I took pity on your whining pleas. I swore to kill you if you ever dared return from your exile." Inanna challenged. Ereshkigel laughed, but her small piggy eyes glared hatred for the slim, muscular Inanna of the sable hair. "You are right, you self-righteous braggart, I have flourished since our last meeting. I have grown strong and learned much, in my dark world. If you dare interfere with me again, I will punish your audacity. If you wish to challenge me, I shall be waiting in my realm." So saying, Ereshkigel turned and led her followers through the gates to the dark realm. "I shall be there, Ereshkigel!" Inanna answered quietly, and turning the mighty chariot drove off through the darkening eve. Ereshkigel looked back over her shoulder with glaring hatred. " Haughty Bitch!" She breathed audibly. "Well, so be it. I may have grown in girth, but I've learned a few things that ought to surprise my big, arrogant sister. She will not be so high and mighty by the time she passes the seven gates of the underworld to face me." The next morning, arrayed in all her divine glory Inanna sped, in her chariot, to the first gate of Ereshkigel's Abode of the Dead. The gate was too small for her chariot and Inanna descended, and approached the gate. The way was barred and a cold, remote voice from within told her she must surrender her heavenly crown if she were to pass. Inanna angrily demurred, but even Inanna could not blast open that mighty, eternal gate and at last, stamping her pretty foot in frustration, she complied, removing the crown of heavenly glory. The ebon sheen of her silky tresses shone in the pale light, as Inanna proceeded to the second gate. At the second gate, another deathly voice ordered her to remove her sparkling earrings if she were to pass. Still fuming, Inanna reluctantly gave up her earrings and proceeded. The ghostly keeper at the third gate demanded her six pointed neckless as the toll for passage. Inanna surrendered her neckless and proceeded. By now it was to be noticed that Inanna's divine radiance was grown dimmer though nothing could dim her divine beauty. At the fourth gate Inanna was required to give up her starry cloak and her exquisite nipples stiffened as she felt the underworld chill on her splendid half naked body. At the fifth gate Inanna was forced to stoop and remove her jeweled slippers As she proceeded to the sixth gate, the cold chill numbed her bare feet. At the sixth gate the toll was Inanna's diamond studded girdle. She went on to the last gate and there a voice demanded that she remove even her silken skirt to enter. "If I remove my skirt I shall be naked. It is unfitting for the queen of heaven to appear so." Inanna protested, but the guardian was adamant. Shivering, Inanna unfastened her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She stepped gracefully from it, leaving behind the last vestiges of her divine glory and adornment. Yet such was her radiant beauty, that even the fell guardian of the gate gasped as she passed in naked glory through the final gate into Ereshkigel's great hall. Shorn of divine brilliance and raiment, Inanna approached Ereshkigel's throne, naked as her evil sister, her only adornment the glory of her flowing sable hair and the splendor of her lush bosomed athletic form. Ereshkigel was waiting for her. "You're late bitch sister! Are you afraid of me?" "Not likely evil witch!" Inanna replied. Ereshkigel's merciless eyes glittered as she studied her foe. For an eternity her one thought was revenge against the divine heroine who had deposed her. She could never forget that defeat unless she broke that proud bold spirit and crushed her divine form in the mire. Inanna shivered at the clammy gloomy cold and at Ereshkigel's dead eyed gaze seemingly robbing her of life. In spite of herself, Inanna shivered in dread of the fell being who was once her sister. "Stop staring at me you evil witch!" Inanna cried out in righteous anger. Inanna stood at bay now, magnificent body proudly erect, hands on solidly flaring hips, bosom thrust out defiantly, head cocked provocatively. Her long flat abdomen rippled with power down to her neatly curled fleece, gleaming like a dark purple lily against her ivory flesh. She tossed her long silky mane disdainfully and flexed her powerful chest muscles so that her enormous boobs danced with provocative, gravity defying insolence. "I see in your cruel eyes you wish to crush and break me. Well evil witch I will give you a second chance, for I have come here today to tear you from the throne I mercifully gave you." She challenged. A look of hatred crossed Ereshkigel's face, yet her eyes glinted too as she observed Inanna's swaying bosom. Fat as Ereshkigel was, her slimmer sister's stupendous boobies dwarfed her own, and even worse, were brazenly and buoyantly upswept, as if to mock her own fat dugs, drooping down on her bulging belly. Ereshkigel ached to answer her sister's exasperating physical provocation. Her mouth watered even as it twisted in an ugly stubborn line. She silently vowed that those magnificent titties would humbly serve her desire. She hid her mixed feelings behind boastful insult. "Perhaps you were given those great oversized gourds on your chest, like some farmer's cow, so you can be my slave and milk cow. When I defeat you I will squeeze those out sized teats until the milk truly flows from them and then you shall give suck to my dark whelps." Confidently the Queen of Heaven stalked forward, erect as a lance and gracefully dangerous as a panther,. She jeered in return. "Your sagging sow's udders must hold hot air, for your words are empty wind. If you fought as you speak you would truly frighten me. Be careful you do anger me so that I puncture those air bladders and the wind from them blow you from that false thrown you occupy at my charitable sufferance. "Try to blow me away, heavenly cow!" Ereshkigel snarled. "Enough badinage evil mistress of darkness!" Inanna cried and leaping upon the dais, she clawed Ereshkigel from her throne and threw her from it. Taken by surprise and infuriated by the insult to her dominion, Ereshkigel sprang at her taller rival. Confident in her skill and strength, Inanna met Ereshkigel's charge and unflinchingly seized her waist preparing to throw the witch; but as they grappled she found Ereshkigel a more dangerous foe than when they last met in combat. Ereshkigel gave a violent twist of her fat, nude body and broke free from Inanna's hold. As they split she struck Inanna's chin with the heel of her hand. Inanna's head snapped backward as though she'd been kicked. "I've grown stronger since our last meeting, eh? And you are not so strong in my realm!" Ereshkigel growled in satisfaction. "Your bragging mouth is stronger perhaps?" Inanna replied confidently yet she knew that here she was not the invincible queen of battle but only Inanna the Valiant. As they closed again, Inanna detected a strong, unpleasant odor. The musty aroma of long dead flesh came from Ereshkigel's body and the pungent fumes made Inanna light headed. "What evil unguent are you wearing Witch?" She demanded. "A little something to confuse my enemies!" Ereshkigel sneered. Inanna shook her head to clear it, and in that instant Ereshkigel slipped behind her. The fat woman's quickness was surprising in one of her girth. Fat arms captured Inanna's slim sinuous waist with destructive power. Ereshkigel squeezed mightily and Inanna gasped. She flexed her taut, muscles. That maneuver had always freed her, before, but Ereshkigel's arms didn't budge. Inanna kicked backward but Ereshkigel avoided her feet. She dodged Inanna's elbow, as well, when it stabbed at her middle. Inanna found it harder and harder to breath. Ereshkigel's arms near cut her in two. She seized the fat woman's wrists and squeezed. Inanna's long, strong hands soon brought a squawk of dismay from Ereshkigel. Ereshkigel thumped her knee into Inanna's behind, bringing an answering squawk of indignation from Inanna, but Ereshkigel broke off, surrendering her grip on her foe's middle. When Inanna turned toward her, though, Ereshkigel flung herself at the heavenly queen. Inanna was ready, she eagerly seized Ereshkigel's arm and slid her other hand between Ereshkigel's fat thighs. Her muscles rippled gracefully, as she hoisted the screaming fat woman aloft. She effortlessly bounced her foe's bulky body and down. Then with a fluid motion, she hurled her across the circular throne chamber. Ereshkigel landed in a heap, screaming in shock and pain. Inanna sped after her and was already hauling her to her feet, before Ereshkigel fully realized what had happened. Inanna doubled the fat woman over with a fist in her fleshy belly. Inanna's fist penetrated the suety flesh as though it was warm butter. Before Ereshkigel straightened up, Inanna spun her around with a punch to the jaw. She drove Ereshkigel to her knees with a chop of the edge of her hand to the neck. On her knees, and in pain Ereshkigel instinctively twisted, and threw a powerful punch straight into Inanna's rippling abdomen. Inanna stumbled back a step, gulped hard and gritted her teeth. Ereshkigel missed the fleeting flicker of pain in her sister's huge dark eyes, though, because just then Inanna retaliated with a flashing kick to her jaw. Ereshkigel fell in a twisted heap face down on the dust. Inanna kicked her over on her side. A second kick exploded deep in Ereshkigel's belly. The divine mistress of the dead howled and cursed. Inanna pulled her to her feet. Ereshkigel's cold eyes were glazed and her arms dangled at her sides. Inanna smashed her fist into Ereshkigel's face and the fat woman tottered. Inanna danced after her, and Ereshkigel desperately blocked another punch to her face; one more would finish her. She wasn't shamming her distress, yet the fat autocrat of the underworld was dangerous as a cornered hyena. She countered with a deadly left to Inanna's lower belly and Inanna shuddered from the force of the blow. Her passionate lips compressed to a determined line and she hit back with an explosive blow to Ereshkigel's middle. Ereshkigel grunted loudly and stumbled backward. But as Inanna followed, Ereshkigel plowed a straight left into Inanna's huge right breast burying her fist to the wrist in the sumptuous ivory globe. She followed up with a right to Inanna's sleekly muscled belly. She felt her bigger sister tremble, but Inanna's imposing form easily absorbed the impact and she retaliated with lightening speed. She caught Ereshkigel's wrists as the iron haired she lynx grabbed for her dark cloud of hair. Ereshkigel stained to break free, but found Inanna's mighty grip unbreakable. She kicked Inanna's shins several times and stamped on her instep. Inanna caught her breath at the smarting pain "Dirty bitch!" she breathed into the hateful face of her vicious foe. She drove her knee with massive force into Ereshkigel's open crotch. It was Ereshkigel's turn to curse in pain, panting from the pain. Seldom at a loss, she snapped her sharp yellow teeth shut on Inanna's arrogantly up tilted right nipple. Inanna's eyes closed momentarily and she yelped loudly, the husky rasp in her voice attesting to the smarting pain. But she instantly sank her own strong white teeth into the side of Ereshkigel's neck, drawing blood. Wailing, Ereshkigel jerked her neck free of Inanna's teeth. Inanna instantly whipped her to one side and hip tossed her. Ereshkigel landed with a solid thump on her back. As Inanna dived for her, the ever resourceful Ereshkigel jack knifed her legs and locked her ankles around Inanna's neck. She somersaulted the big heroine over on her own back. Inanna sprang to her feet, but her troubles weren't over, because Ereshkigel rose almost as swiftly. Warier than before, Inanna closed with her rival, but when she reached for Ereshkigel's shoulder, Ereshkigel grabbed her wrist and elbow. With a whoop of triumph, Ereshkigel tossed the formidable queen of heaven, head over heels. "A little trick I learned since we met last Sister dear" Ereshkigel boasted, still clutching Inanna's arm. "Here's another!" she gloated and hopping in the air, she jumped smack onto Inanna's belly. Inanna desperately tensed her brawny abdominal muscles, but even so, Ereshkigel's hefty weight drove the breath from her body with a painful whoosh. Hopping down, Ereshkigel twisted Inanna's ebony mane into a leash and levered the big amazon up on her feet. Nauseating pain bent Inanna in half. When she tried to catch her breath, strangled gasps revealed her distress. Holding Inanna's head steady, Ereshkigel punched her in the face. The queen of the underworld had covered her fingers with thick heavy rings at least two on every finger. Her fist was as merciless as an iron headed mace, and almost as heavy. The impact knocked Inanna to her knees, her head spinning "Do you like my jewelry sister?" Ereshkigel jeered and as she spoke, slammed her knee into Inanna's jaw. As Inanna fought to keep her balance, Ereshkigel cocked her fist for another punch, but from the ground Inanna countered with a fist low and deep into her fat belly. Now, Ereshkigel doubled over and gurgled in distress. Inanna pulled herself erect and leaped for her devious sister. It took more than one punch to stop Ereshkigel, though. She jumped head first up into Inanna's chin straightening her up on her toes. Inanna shook her head to clear it, and Ereshkigel grabbed two handfuls of ebony tresses. She jerked Inanna's head downward into a wicked knee lift. The knee to the chin flung Inanna backward, arms akimbo. She was wide open when Ereshkigel's iron shod foot drove deep into the rippling perfection of her belly. The kick bent Inanna in half and Ereshkigel instantly followed with another kick to her unguarded jaw. The third blow to her jaw in just seconds, sent the divine heroine tottering dizzily backward, holding her equally injured belly. Delighted by her big foe's obvious distress, Ereshkigel leaped from a crouch and caught Inanna in a headlock. She skillfully threw the strong mistress of storms on her back and, a split second later, crashed down on top of her. Half fainting though she was, Inanna fought desperately. She rolled Ereshkigel off her. As she tried to climb atop the fat woman, though, Ereshkigel drove a knee into her belly. Groaning aloud, Inanna, nevertheless, forced herself atop the fat ogress. Ereshkigel's knee was still lodged in her gut and Ereshkigel bounced it in and out in a short chopping motion. Ereshkigel grabbed Inanna's hair rolled the dazed warrior queen over on her back. Pinning Inanna's head to the ground, Ereshkigel raised herself up and slammed her knee into Inanna's belly. The knee landed just as Inanna unfortunately arched her body to throw the fat woman off. Inanna's body stiffened convulsively and Ereshkigel straddled her middle. Kneeling erect, Ereshkigel drove a flurry of punches into Inanna's vulnerable heaving breasts. Inanna almost choked as Ereshkigel drove the air from her aching lungs. Ereshkigel chopped Inanna across the throat and jabbed a thumb into her eye, adding to her distress. Then she bounced her fat behind up and down on Inanna's aching stomach. The proud sovereign of heaven kicked and struggled to dislodge Ereshkigel, but a new flurry of punches bounced her head from side to side. Inanna's enormous bosom globes strained and heaved for air. Her long curvy legs kicked desperately. Ereshkigel slid backward, her legs encircling Inanna's broad powerful hips. She drove her elbow straight down into Inanna's naval. Inanna's big body stiffened in near convulsion. Her agonized reaction was so explosive that it threw Ereshkigel backward, freeing the divine girl of the sable hair. The fat woman was on her feet first, and as she rose Inanna grabbed at Ereshkigel's leg to upset her, but instead Ereshkigel twisted Inanna's neck and flipped her in a flying mare. Once again Inanna hit the ground with a thud. "Damn this bitch is tough!" The astonished goddess reflected. She had little time for reflection, though, because Ereshkigel hauled her up on her feet again. Ereshkigel grabbed Inanna's waist hoisted her up off the ground and flung he sideways. Inanna hit the ground and rolled over three times before she knew what happened. When she raised her head, Ereshkigel's foot was coming at her face. Ereshkigel's big toe stabbed the tender flesh under Inanna's chin. Her head hit the ground with a clunk. As Inanna tried to lift it, she fretted "What's the matter with me? The nasty bitch is outfighting me! Has Ereshkigel grown stronger than the power of light in this dark world?" When Inanna wearily rolled over and pushed herself up on all fours, Ereshkigel dropped down beside her, and drove her elbow into her sister's spine. The impact squashed Inanna on her belly, painfully mashing her big shapely boobies. Ereshkigel mounted Inanna's prone body. Inanna kicked and struggled madly. Her struggles partially dislodged Ereshkigel, but as she rolled off Ereshkigel wrapped her short fat legs about Inanna and squeezed. Inanna groaned in amazement. She once fought and overcame the giant python of the abyss but the serpent's coils had been far less distressing than Ereshkigel's fat thighs. Despite their ugly coat of blubber, Ereshkigel's fat upper legs were no bigger than Inanna's fantastically sculpted thighs, yet Inanna wondered if her own legs could exert such excruciating pressure; Ereshkigel was grinding her midriff and insides to mush. Inanna tensed her trim sinuous waist but she couldn't resist the potency of Ereshkigel's grip. As they struggled Ereshkigel grasped Inanna's by the wrist and under the elbow. When she exerted pressure on Inanna's captive arm the queen of battles stiffened at the excruciating pain. "Damn you Bitch!" She screamed and tore her arm loose. She slid her hands between Ereshkigel's legs and pried them apart with incredible strength. Ereshkigel realized her initial advantage was not enough to counter a strength that was still so much greater than her own. She must use her cunning and savage viciousness if she were to triumph over her heroically endowed sister. In her long years ruling the dark world she had used those qualities to best many enemies stronger than herself, yet none of them had ever come close to matching Inanna in toughness, prowess and audacious courage. The mighty lady of storms was in a category all by herself. -----== Posted via Deja News, The Leader in Internet Discussion ==----- http://www.dejanews.com/rg_mkgrp.xp Create Your Own Free Member Forum -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----