The Awakening: Book One of the Chronicles of the Nubian Underworld by Shakir RaShaan ~ #Dec #Erotica #ASMSG

TheAwakeningCover2bAn erotically charged journey inside Atlanta’s African-American Fetish/BDSM community. The first in the series revolves around an African-American dominant couple, Ramesses and Neferterri, and their submissives, told in a conversational style.
“What goes on in the Palace, stays in the Palace…”   Life seems well within the “Nubian Underworld” of the ATL, as Ramesses, his wife Neferterri, and their submissives are at the center of what can only be described as “paradise” by those who have seen the debauchery within. Amenhotep, Ramesses’ mentor, is on the verge of bringing in his newest slave to reside with him at the Palace, and the entire community has been invited to witness the decadence of the grounds and the libidinous nature of the guests in attendance.
Unfortunately, life is not always a bed of roses… sometimes the thorns must be felt.   All hell breaks loose when Ramesses and Neferterri begin losing their submissives for a variety of reasons, and Amenhotep gets caught up in a sting operation that makes the local news and threatens to blow the lid off of the Atlanta Fetish community that thrives on the anonymity that is enjoyed by all. Despite it all, everyone in the circle is there for one another, no matter the consequences.   The Awakening: Book One of the Chronicles of the Nubian Underworld is a journey inside Atlanta’s African-American Fetish/BDSM community, and the ties that bind the principal players of this exciting new series. With its twists and turns and surprises along the way, it is sure to become an “awakening” for any who dare to journey to the “Dark side.”
I honestly thought it was safe to enjoy a decent night out.
            After coming out of the private area, I ran into a confrontation I didn’t expect to find. At the base of the stairs, Ramesses was in an intense discussion with a Dominant I could tell was not thrilled to be in my Beloved’s company. But that’s nothing new, it’s not like we get along with everyone in the community. What caught my attention was the submissive at the Dominant’s side.
            jamii, our former submissive, stood in the midst of the dungeon, in a heated conversation with Ramesses.
            I made my way over, with Kitana and Damian at my sides, to see what the problem might have been.
            My Beloved seemed to have his demeanor under control, considering the guests were all around us enjoying the night’s festivities. It was this Dominant jamii was with who seemed to be coming unglued.
            “Just admit that You weren’t man enough to keep this lovely piece satisfied, Ramesses.” I overheard him say as I walked up.
            Ramesses felt my presence behind him, but that didn’t stop him from firing back, “Just admit that this lovely ‘piece’, as You describe her, is happy with You, regardless of what she might have told You went down within the House.”
            “My name is Sir Xavier, Ramesses.”
            “Then tell me something, Sir Xavier,” Ramesses continued. “How long have You known
our former?”
            “About two months.”
            “Figures.” Ramesses glared at jamii, but Sir Xavier tried to divert his attention back to the source of the tension.
            “What the hell does that have to do with the fact that Your sub collecting ass can’t keep all Your subs happy?”
            I started to jump in, but Ramesses grabbed my hand. “Relax, Beloved, it’s obvious that our former has been a bit upset about the turn of events of the past couple of months, and she felt the need to have a champion for her cause to teach Me a lesson. Is that about right, submissive?”
            “my name is now isis, Sir.” She really was trying hard to disrespect, even when Ramesses was trying to keep his calm. “i would greatly appreciate it if i were addressed as such, Sir.”
            “I will address you in whatever manner I see fit, submissive, until you remember your place,” Ramesses bellowed loud enough for a few people to hear him. “I do not care who you submit to now, WE taught you better than this insubordination you are showing now. Right now, you’re acting like a common trick off the street. Do you really want Me to treat you accordingly?”
            “You will not treat her as anything I do not allow You to treat her as, Ramesses.” Xavier tried to step between Ramesses and isis, thinking his chivalry in defending his lady’s honor would endear him to the crowd.
            Big mistake…
            “Oh, don’t worry, Sir, I don’t think You could treat her as anything she would allow You to treat her as.” Ramesses stared him down, moving into his personal space, challenging him like they were on the street. “Where did You come from anyway, who vouched for you to even be on
the grounds?”
            “At least I am submitting to a real Dominant…” came flying out of isis’ mouth out of the blue. The point of no return had been reached.
            The next sound the guests in the basement heard was a loud THWACK!
            The next thing those who bothered to turn around to be a witness to was a sight that even shocked Amenhotep…and it took a lot to shock Amenhotep.
            isis was on the ground holding her cheek looking up at a severely irritated Lord Ramesses. He stood over her with a scowl on his face that scared the hell out of me and Kitana.
            Sir Xavier looked like he wanted to protect what was his, but one look from Ramesses stopped any ideas that he might have had there. Looking down at isis, he still felt the need to make some attempt at protecting her.
            He swung at Ramesses, catching nothing but air. The next two punches belonged to my Beloved, catching Xavier on his jaw and the back of his head, dropping him to the floor face-first.
            As much as the crowd tried to remain composed, the oohs and ahhs rained down on the scene as all play scenes stopped in favor of the drama surrounding the new Lord of the Palace.
            Amenhotep stepped forward, staring down at Sir Xavier. He shook His head, wondering for a moment what made Xavier try to take things to the next level.
            “You, Sir Xavier, are no longer a welcome guest upon these grounds. You and Your property are free to leave on your own, or I can have security escort you from the premises,” I heard Amenhotep say to Xavier amongst the silence. “Understand the events of this evening are of Your doing.”
            “You mean to tell me that You are going to allow a Dominant to hit a submissive in Your
domain, Master Amenhotep?” isis pleaded, still on the ground nursing the bruise on her cheek.
            “you are the last person to question Me, woman.” Amenhotep scolded. “Or would you like for the rest of the guests in here to know the reality of your disrespect towards the House of Kemet-Ka upon your requested release?”
            isis looked up at Sir Xavier, who had a confused look on his face, and then at the throng of guests now making their way towards the commotion, and all of a sudden the leverage she thought she had had all of a sudden disappeared.
            “What is Amenhotep referring to, isis?” He asked of his submissive.
            Ramesses saw the result of the misdirection that had befallen Sir Xavier. The flash of anger in his eyes was evident, and almost like someone had flipped a switch, Ramesses calmed down. He realized the woman Sir Xavier thought he knew was nothing more than an opportunist. The confusion over whether to protect her honor was evident on his face.
            “Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for the interruption in the festivities,” he started. “Would anyone like to vouch for Sir Xavier and isis? It seems that they have managed to attend a private affair without the ability to name the persons who claimed them as their guests.”
            Silence for nearly two full minutes.
            “Well, since no one wants to claim these two as guests, then I must ask security to escort them from the premises. Ramesses has spoken.” He headed upstairs and out of our line of sight as the security personnel executed his order.


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