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“Don’t be scared. It’s a great honor and something you have been destined for since you were born.”Winifred looked up at her older sister as the other girl arranged the flowers in her hair.“Easy for you to say, you are the oldest and not being married to a man you have never met and being sent away from your family, the Coven, and your life.” Winifred sighed, “Of course I am scared.”“Don’t be afraid, Winnie,” her older sister caressed her cheek. “You will be able to see Galia again.”Winifred smiled at that. She had not seen her Aunt, her mother’s younger sister, since she was Marriage Bonded to the current chief of the Island Clan when Winifred was a child. “Does it hurt?” the younger sister asked the older one. “I heard other girls talk about how the first time hurts. Nalia told me her first time hurt badly.”“Nalia is a liar and always had been. She tells you things like that because she is jealous of you. She is jealous you have more magic in you than she does. Plus she’s a dimwitted fool,” the older girl ran her fingers through Winifred’s dark hair. “It can hurt but the pain does not last long and then you receive pleasure from it and if the man makes you climax then it’s a feeling you want to experience over and over again.”Winifred nodded but her sister’s words did not ease the fear she felt. Winifred was sixteen and unlike her eighteen-year-old sister, she had never had sex before. Delfina was the firstborn and since she was sixteen she had been able to participate in the various rituals of the Circle where sex was a prominent part; sex with the boys and men and girls and women of their Coven and the Woodland Coven and the Mountain Coven. Not Winifred however.The younger sister’s destiny was sealed the day she was born. She was to remain a virgin and untouched sexually until she was marriage bonded to the son of the chief of the Island Clan to become their witch, healer, and priestess. A position of great honor she had been told for as long as she could remember. Since Winifred got her first moon blood she was placed in chastity and would not be released from it until her wedding by her new husband. The tradition went back over a hundred years to end the war and bloodshed between the Island Clan and the Yanami Clan, the People of the Marsh Coven who just referred to themselves as the Marsh People since they lived in the marshlands near the Great Sea.There were other Yanami Clans that Winifred knew of but had only seen people from two other clans when they gathered at the Meeting Place for the yearly Great Rite; the Woodland Coven to the east and the Mountains Coven many miles to the North. Winifred had been well-educated about the war between the Island Clan and her people. The Island Clan are a warlike people and their warriors are highly skilled and well-trained since they were children. They wanted the People of the Marsh’s magic since they had none of their own. The Marsh People are not warriors, while the men were expert hunters and trackers of animals; they were not killers of men like the Island Clan. The Island Clan soon discovered that magic could not be stolen since magic was something the Yamani People were born with. The Island Clan then tried breeding magic into their people. They would kidnap young girls of breeding age instead of killing them. After the first generations of the mixed race were born, the Island Clan discovered that would not work either since the mixed-blood children had no magic powers. They soon began to fear the magic as the war went on so they decided to just eliminate the Marsh People entirely.The war was bloody and much cruelty took place on both sides. Relying on their hunting skills, the hunters of the Marsh People would never meet the warriors of their enemy in open battle but would set up devious traps and ambush from the dark. Female magic is stronger than male magic and the females used magic that the Island Clan soon started to learn to fear. The Witches of the Coven had to resort to dark magic, a magic that had always been forbidden to use. Some even resorted to the evil blood magic of necromancy. Such magic darkened the soul. Marsh People had little choice but to resort to such magic if they were to survive.As the war raged on for decades, both the Marsh people and the Island Clan suffered many losses until finally, the Island Clan offered terms for peace. The Marsh People were happy to have peace because unknown to the Island Clan, the Marsh People were losing the war and their population was being decimated. The Marsh People were willing to accept almost all the terms the Island Clan offered.One of the terms in the peace treaty was that the second daughter of the high priestess of the Marsh People would be bound to marriage on her sixteenth birthday to the son of the chief of the Island Clan. If the chief had no sons then the girl would marry his male heir. Sometimes the marriage bond skipped a generation when the high priestess had only one daughter or all boys; Winifred’s mother had three daughters and Winifred was the second born. To be marriage bond was considered a great honor for the Marsh People. To the Island Clan the Bond Wife was highly respected as a user of magic and healer and Priestess to the gods the Island Clan worshipped. In return, the Island Clan would protect the marsh people from any enemies. They set up an outpost at the border of the marsh which was manned by warriors to come to the aid of the People of the marsh if needed. The warriors were forbidden to enter the marsh unless needed, but over the years that agreement in the treaty was overlooked. The Island Clan warriors would often come into the marsh to trade, invited to feasts and rituals on holy days, and even couple with girls of the Marsh People if the girl was willing; which often they were. Winifred’s mother and sister had coupled with two warriors of the outpost at the last Autumn Equinox celebration. Winifred had to make the sweet-tasting tea the next morning to prevent any offspring that may have quickened her mother and sister’s womb. Bloodlines had to be pure for the Yanami People; if not the child would be born without the ability to do magic. If such a child of mixed blood was born, the Yanami People would accept and love him or her as a member of the Coven but would be of lesser standing in the Coven. The Island Clan felt the same way about keeping a pure bloodline, but for different reasons and they treated mixed-blood children very differently. The Island Clan are of the Gheechaneze people who populated the islands along the coast and had outposts and villages along the coastline. They were not only warlike people but izmit escort people who believed were superior to other peoples, who they considered lesser than them. They felt mingling their bloodlines outside the Gheechaneze people would dilute their superior blood. Trying to breed magic into their people with the kidnapped girls of the Marsh People was the one exception and it failed. To the Island Clan, it was just proof that intermingling their blood with that of lesser people would dilute their race. The children of such a union are put to death, sometimes the boys were sold as slaves and the girls were sold to brothels to be trained in the ways to please a man or woman. There were many other agreements in the peace treaty, most were overlooked now, but the Marriage Bond was still upheld.“What if he does not like me, Delfina?” Winifred asked her older sister. She and her future husband had never met. “I am not like you.”Winifred was not trying to be humble, to her it was true. Where her older sister was charming, elegant, and graceful; Winifred was gawky, awkward, timid, and lacked the social skills her older sister had. Winifred was not shy but did prefer to be alone than to socialize with her peers, who teased her often. The people of her Coven called her an odd girl and some even said she was cursed. The only thing Winifred excelled at over her peers was her knowledge of magic. Her physical looks were also different comped to her older sister as night and day. Her looks were different compared to all the other Yamani People she had seen. She was often teased by her peers and called the Moon Witch because her looks were unlike any of the other Marsh People or even the Woodland People and Mountain People. Children were afraid of her because of her looks and some of the elders claimed she was the Night Goddess reborn. Her different looks were because of something much more reasonable. Delfina’s father was the Coven’s current high priest and Winifred’s father was Yamani from a clan in a land across the Great Sea. He was a Traveler, one of the Yanami men who traveled to distant lands to learn magic from other clans. Travelers were also known to cheat non-magical people out of their money, a place to stay the night, or food. They would do this by providing false readings and false fortune-telling to unsuspecting people in the villages they traveled to. Travelers were not the most honest of the Yanami People. He coupled with Winifred’s mother at the Ritual of the Great Rite. The Yanami do not have a marriage practice among themselves. They don’t practice mating for life. A few, very few, found the one partner they want to be with for a life bond, but most do not. Siblings having different fathers were common among the Yanami. None of Winifred’s sisters had the same father and the child currently growing in her mother’s belly had a different father as well. Her older sister was also pregnant by the same boy, conceived only two days apart. Winfred knew this because she had hidden and watched as her friend Mykka spilled his seed into his mother one night and then a couple of days later into her sister. Mykka was Winifred’s best friend for as long as they could both remember. Mykka was Winifred’s only friend besides her sisters. Mykka was a year older than Winifred, but they were born on the same day. Mykka was tall for his age and was already one of the best hunters in the Coven. He is a very handsome boy and Winifred was in love with him and him with her, but both knew she was forbidden to couple with one another. Winifred often dreamed he would be the boy to take her maidenhood, but that was just a dream and she knew it could never happen.On the night of her birthday and Mykka’s sixteenth birthday, Winifred invited Mykka to come to celebrate at her dwelling and her mother cooked a fine meal for them. Her mother suggested Mykka stay the night since it was late and made a sleeping bed for him in the common room of their dwelling. Later that night, Winifred wanted to talk with Mykka as they often did late at night and shared their secrets. She got out of her and walked into the common room. She saw Mykka taking her mother from behind and thrusting into her womanhood hard and the boy was grunting loudly as her mother made loud moans of pleasure and begged for Mykka to go harder.The Yanami People perceive life to be a precious gift that should be lived and enjoyed, thus sexuality is valued as a pleasure as well as for procreation. Sex is also respected as a means to a sense of communion with the divine and to connect to the life force and the creative energies of the cosmos. The Yanami believe sex is to be enjoyed and celebrated. Winfred was not jealous of Mykka and her mother. Even though she loved Mykka, she was happy for him. She knew he had never coupled with a woman before and since Mykka could not ever couple with her she was happy his first time was with her mother. Jealousy was almost an unknown emotion among the Yanami. What Winifred did not like was how it made her feel to watch. She had witnessed sexual acts before at several rituals and while they aroused her sexually, that arousal was not near as powerful as the arousal she felt while watching her mother and Mykka. Her young, untouched womanhood felt as if it was dripping from wetness. As she watched she tried to wiggle her body and move it in a way that she could put pressure on her pleasure nub, but the chastity device prevented even the smallest touch to give her pleasure. Her small, flesh-colored nipples became erect and as she played with them; that made her arousal worse but she could not make herself stop rubbing and pinching them. That night she could not sleep due to her sexual arousal and she even cried in frustration at not being able to receive sexual pleasure. The next morning as her mother served her and her sisters and Mykka breakfast, Winifred teased them as she told them what she saw. Mykka blushed and her mother kissed the boy with passion on the lips and told Winifred that she had to give the boy a gift for his birthday. Winifred giggled at the look of embarrassment on her friend’s face. Two days later Winifred was out picking herbs and saw her older sister and Mykka coupling in the woods and she watched them. She watched as Delfina was using her mouth to please the boy and then her sister got on top of Mykka and rode him until they both climaxed. Mykka has become very popular with the females of the Coven to couple with and while he took advantage of that; he still loved Winifred and she loved him. Delfina was by far the prettiest girl of the Marsh People and was highly yahya kaptan escort desired. Her sister resembled all of the Yanami that Winifred had seen with blonde or red hair or an in-between color. Delfina had long red curly hair the color of fresh strawberries. Delfina had the same complexion as the other Yamani; naturally lightly tanned that would turn a light bronze color in the summer sun. Her breasts were full and shapely, typical of the women of the clans.Winifred was different. She was the only Yanami she had ever met who had dark hair and a pale complexion like the moon. She was of average height and comparable to the girls her age, but her body was thin and waif and frail looking. Her breasts were so small that when she lay flat on her back her chest looked almost like that of a teenage boy. Her body lacked the curves girls her age and older had. When she looked at herself in the reflective glass she saw a body of a girl who had not started to develop yet.Nalia often teased Winifred about her body, telling her she had the legs of a marsh egret and the body of a young boy. Winifred was envious of Nalia’s looks; the girl with long blonde hair and a voluptuous body. The people of the Coven People would say that Winifred had a beauty to her, but it was a haunting beauty like the Night Goddess. Some of the older men and women of the Coven even whispered behind her back that she was the Night Goddess come back to the world. The Night Goddess invaded the dreams of men, women, younger men, and younger women who were maturing and ate their souls through sexual intercourse. Others claimed her looks came from dark magic that her high priestess great, great grandmother had used during the war and that darkness had been passed to Winifred. Winifred heard all these whispers behind her back and often her peers would say such things directly to her. Besides Mykka, Winfred had no friends her age in the Coven. Some people of the Coven even cast wards about their sleeping rooms to keep Winifred out on the chance that she may be the Night Goddess returned as the prophecy predicted. The return of the Night Goddess would result in a battle between good and evil that would reshape the world. What the girl did not hear and what was rarely spoken were other things men and women of the Marsh whispered and thought about Winifred.Some men and women, the braver ones, would whisper how they would couple with Winifred out of lust for her and to brag that they had the courage to bed the Moon Witch if she had not been promised to bond marriage. Most just thought it through and the wiser, older men and women of the Coven would quickly hush the ones who whispered it. To say such things aloud was to invite evil into their dreams. They may have thought she was the Night Goddess come back, but some still lusted after her haunting beauty and waifish body.“Hush, Winnie,” the older sister told the younger. “You are beautiful.” Delfina caressed her sister’s cheek, “He will be pleased with you.”“What if I am not with him?” Winfred asked. “I have seen him when he met with mother this morning. He is very handsome and tall and strong looking.”“But I heard things from Nalia that the warrior from the outpost who bedded her one night told her. Things that will happen to me and the things…”“I have told you many times not to listen to that girl,” Delfina interrupted. “I swear she needs to be cursed for telling lies and making up things to scare you. She has always tormented you. If mother would have let me I would have cursed her years ago for the things she has done to you all these years. The bitch even thinks she will be high priestess after mother,” Delfina chuckled at that. “She is too dimwitted for that. Your place will be one of honor and respect among the Island Clan and you will be well treated. Better than you are here.”Winifred smiled but she was still frightened. If half the things Nalia told her were true then she had a right to be frightened. “Will they let me come home to visit you and Camille?” Winifred asked. “I am going to miss her growing up.” Camille is the youngest sister, a girl of eight. “And Mykka also, I have not seen him in days and he is going to miss the ceremony.”Delfina frowned, “Mykka went hunting and told his mother he would not be back until after you have gone. He is hurting and being a boy who thinks he is a man this is his way of dealing with you leaving.” Delfina smiled at her sister but Winifred could tell it was forced. “They won’t let you come back, but we can visit you I am sure.” Winifred knew that was a lie. No one from the Coven ever went to visit her aunt. Winfred started to cry. She would never see her sisters or her mother or Mykka again. She would never again walk barefoot in the squishy mud of the marsh, never again pick the wild herbs for the medicines and spells, and never again attend any ceremonies to honor the Goddess and the Horned God. She would even miss being tormented by Nalia. There was so much of her life that would be gone by night’s end, including her virginity. She cried because she was going to live with a people whose culture she did not understand, to live with people she did not know, and to learn to worship gods she did not pray to. Her aunt would be there to guide her, but that did little to ease Winifred’s sadness. “Stop crying, Winnie. You don’t want to have red puffy eyes when you meet your husband,” Delfina told her. Her older sister was crying as well. Winifred wiped her eyes with her hands and Delfina took Winifred’s hands and pulled her to her feet. She hugged her younger sister tight. “I love you, Winnie,” she whispered with emotion.“I love you too, Del,” the younger girl hugged her sister tight.Winifred felt a pang in her heart as she hugged her sister and felt the slight bump of her early pregnant belly. That was another thing Winifred would never have; children of her own. It was not the duty of a Bond Wife to have children. The marriage would be a sexual marriage but sex for pleasure not to bear children. After Winifred had her first moon blood, she drank the strong, bitter tea that would permanently close her womb to any man’s seed. Winifred loved children and she desired to have her own, but that would never happen.“It’s time,” Winifred heard a strong male voice and broke her embrace with her sister and wiped the tears from her eyes. The girl looked over her sister’s shoulder and saw the high priest of the coven standing just inside the room, Delfina’s father. Next to him stood a beautiful woman, an older version of Delfina except the woman had blonde hair the gebze escort color of wheat instead of her older sister’s red hair; the girl’s mother, the high priestess. They both would perform the marriage ritual. Winifred would have another marriage ceremony in the tradition of the Island Clan when she arrived at her new home. “Leave us, please,” her mother told Delfina and the man.After the two left the room, Winifred ran to her mother and embraced her tight and started to cry once more. Her mother returned the embrace just as tight.“I don’t want to do this, mother,” Winifred sobbed out. “Please don’t make me do this. You’re the High Priestess, you can stop it. I can…I can run away to one of the other covens. Please, mother, please don’t make me,” Winifred begged as she cried in her mother’s arms.“Hush, child, you know we have to,” her mother kissed the top of her head. “From the day you were born I have wished and prayed to the Mother Goddess to spare you from this, but we can’t.” Winifred’s mother pushed her daughter back and held her gently on the shoulders. Winifred looked up and saw her mother had tears running down her cheeks.“If we hide you, if I stop it, if you run away; there will be war again and we will not survive another war. The Island Clan has grown much stronger over the decades while our people are diminishing. That’s why I choose your father as a bedmate. He wanted me badly and told me that the Yamani People across the sea were many united covens and when he went back home he would convince shiploads to come over the sea and join us. I should have known better than to believe him but I was desperate. He is a Traveler and Travelers lie.” Winifred’s mother wiped tears from her daughter’s face. “You must be brave, daughter. I know you know how to be brave and you have courage in you.” Winifred nodded, “I will try, mother.”“Did you say your goodbyes to Camille?” Her mother asked.“Yes, mother, but I don’t think she understood. She thinks I am coming back.”“Maybe that’s a blessing. She looks up to you a great deal and the two of you are close.” Winifred struggled to keep from crying again as she thought of her little sister she will never see again. “Yes, mother.”“It’s time, dear.”Her mother hugged her tight again. When her mother let her go, she escorted Winifred to meet her future husband.The ceremony was held in the sacred grove. Winifred walked behind her mother looking at her feet. She looked up when they entered the grove and looked around. The only people in the grove were Winifred, her mother, her two sisters, the high priest, and her new husband and his entourage. There would be a celebration for the people of the Coven after the marriage ceremony.She did not notice her future husband at first, she was surprised by the fact his entourage carried weapons. They were just long knives at their waist, except for two of the men who stood several feet behind the man she was going to marry. Those two were armed with spears and swords and wore shiny silver armor that looked like fish scales. The warriors of the Island Clan that manned the outpost on the edge of the marsh were forbidden to carry weapons when they came into the coven’s village. Both men looked no older than Winifred and they looked identical and she knew they must be twin brothers. Both had short-cropped hair and were tall for their apparent age. Their skin was as black as the suet from the fire pits. The Island Clan and all Gheechaneze were a black race. Winifred assumed they were bodyguards for the man she was to marry. He was the son of a chief and an important person in the Island Clan. The boys had lean muscular builds to them. Winifred next noticed the man standing next to her husband-to-be. He was taller than the twins and older looking and of a stronger more muscular build. His hair was long and braided with sea shells entwined in the braids. He was not a handsome man and on the right side of his face he had several horrible, jagged scars that ran down his cheek to his neck. Winifred thought he was ugly and frightening looking. She did not want to be close to that man. He had the appearance of a man who gets great enjoyment out of hurting others. His skin was as dark as the twins but where their complexion was smooth and reflective, the ugly man’s skin was dull looking. She next looked at the man she was going to be wedded to. Delfina had been right, he was handsome; extremely handsome Winifred thought. He was taller than the twins and the man standing next to him. He was the tallest man Winifred had ever seen. He must have been over a foot taller than she was. He was wearing a red, sleeveless tunic embroidered with intricate designs in gold thread. The tunic could barely contain his muscular chest. His arms were knotted with muscles so big that the tunic seemed as if it would split open if he moved them. His hair was much longer than that of the ugly man’s and his braids were entwined with gold beads. Standing a distance away and behind the man she was to marry was an old, grey-headed black man. He was tall and thin and wise looking. All of the black men of the Island clan had clean-shaven faces. For a moment, just a moment, Winifred felt the fear leave her as she thought this was the man who was going to take her virginity and the thought excited her. The fear came back; however when she thought of what Nalia once told her as she taunted her of the men of the Island clan.Nalia told her the men of the Island Clan were a lustful people and their lust never seemed to be satisfied and would couple with a woman many times in one night until the poor woman was left exhausted and sore and begging for him to stop. But what Winifred was most afraid of was when Nalia told her the men of the Island Clan had manhoods much larger than other men and some so large that it would split a girl as skinny as Winifred’s womanhood apart. Winifred whispered a prayer to the Mother Goddess, The Horned God, and even the Night Goddess that was not true. Winifred was looking forward to losing her virginity and to a man as handsome, tall, and muscular as her future husband would be exciting, but she did not want the coupling to hurt her and she surely did not want her womanhood ripped open. The wedding ceremony was over quickly and her part was easy. All she had to do was say the word, “yes”, a few times and she was married. To end the ceremony she was told by the high priest to lift her long gown to her waist and he now husband bent down and removed the chastity device from her. Winifred made a satisfied sigh as the belt she had worn for three years was finally removed. Winifred had not yet even learned what her new husband’s name was.The after-wedding feast would have been pleasant if Winifred had not been so scared and nervous about what was going to happen once her husband decided to take her into the wooden plank building where they would consummate their marriage.