Modern lust in an ancient realm

From the Glossary

E·ROS·TO·PI·A - n. - an imaginary place where beliefs and behaviors about sexuality, erotic desire, intercourse as well as gender roles, wiring and an individual's unique "twist" have evolved naturally without repressive dogma, shame-based stigma and control-based laws--a place free of the sexual dysfunction, jealousy, shaming and conflict in other societies. Welcome to the ancient, nomadic erostopia of Rivasor!

Note: Over countless generations, the men of Rivasor have evolved with cockswords of horsean proportions, and the women possess berries of preternaturally tight clench.

STAINverb: to ejaculate onto another's skin; noun:  the visible mark roused by such contact.

When a Rivasoran man's semen makes contact with a woman's skin (on any part of her body), a unique mark--a stain--appears on her forehead within one to two hours.

Elders in the community can tell, therefore, who is mating with whom, for they can recognize, for example, the stain of the blacksmith's son (or the blacksmith, himself!) on the seamstress' daughter.

As for the royal stain, only a few people know what it looks like, and even fewer have actually seen it carried--for kings are forbidden from spewing their kreem as long as they hold the throne. Therefore, to carry the King's stain, as bed maiden Reina now does, is cause for much whispering and finger pointing among the Rivasor clusterfolk, as well as grave concern and calls for the King's abdication from within the royal court.

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FROM CHAPTER 1: Summoned: "In Rivasor, when horsean cocksword meets clenchtight berry, what ensues is an activity with which women of other realms are unfamiliar. Swordplay with the average man of Rivasor is, by nature and necessity, a sheet-gripping, teeth gritting, toe-curling, throat parching, mind numbing, sense-skewing, will robbing, lock loosening, knee weakening, stance widening, wall expanding, all consuming fench stretch that doth not resemble bedplay in other realms and it forever changes the women who endure it. Maiden Reina, however, was not making shapes with the average of men. She was being grut by the King..."

BOOK 1: Cockswords & Berries: a tale of kings and maidens

by The Royal Scribe
5.5" x 8.5"; 306 pages
ISBN-13: 978-1522783725
ISBN-10: 1522783725

After a chance encounter and unlikely romantic audience with the King of Rivasor, , a nubile young waif of peasant bloodline becomes the first and only bed maiden to make the virile and famously well-endowed monarch climax during bedplay. Many admire her talent. Others envy her stain. Some fear her power over the throne. She must be careful no one discovers her own dark secret in the turmoil that doth ensue!

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Maiden Reina

The dune child and house maiden to Sanyam the trader; possesser of "an unyieldingly viselike little fench that resists even a finger’s advance."

The King

To be king, one must possess the biggest cocksword in the kingdom...but must also pass the "fench test!"


Master archer and the King's right hand


Maiden Reina's workmate...a defiant and humorful maiden born generations before her time

Aunt Tara

The only mother figure maiden Reina has ever known and the person with whom she shares her dreams, fears and even recounts of her experiences in the King's bed

The taller & shorter maidens

Palace maidens whose job, among other things, is to bathe the royal cocksword daily


''Bronson wilt do!''...just ask the shorter maiden how well he does it!


The Royal Scribe, the Royal Renderer, Calstean the Butcher, that woman of Camrin, the Pixies of Xisha and others to stir your loins, and have you hoisting high and walking wet!

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Includes a glossary of the Rivasoran language, how this erostopian society evolved, and much more!

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The king should have the biggest cocksword.

It was a simple well-reasoned conclusion maiden Reina reached one day while contemplating her good fortune at having been chosen the King's bed maiden. If ever there were a reason to make a man king, this should surely be it, she thought. It only made sense. A king should be a man among men. A king should be the strongest of men; the most virile; the bravest; the most well-endowed. How could one allow oneself to be led and ruled by a man who was not the manliest of men? One should not.

When a king commands his minions and maidens to do his bidding, it should be because of power. True power. Not the false, unearned power that comes by virtue of a bloodline. Not the assigned power that comes from having been appointed commander of armies. Nay, true power is not something one is born into. Nor is it something conferred upon one by decision or decree. True power is something one is born with. It is something intrinsic to one's being. It is something that comes from one's inherent ability to be or do a thing. To be king, a man should wield the cocksword of sensual conquest before he should be allowed to hold the scepter of the monarchy.

Of course, there were other qualities and traits a king should exhibit, maiden Reina thought, but this should surely be one of them. It made sense. A man should not be allowed to rule a kingdom if he could not even conquer a woman. When her gaze fell upon the King's erect pleasurer for the first time, she felt compelled to....

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Map of the Realm

A community of nomads is a cluster. There are many clusters in a realm. There are many realms in a curve. There are many curves in a sphere. The sphere may be larger than we know. Each cluster is at least 5 footdays from the next nearest.

Rivasor cluster layout

Located among the dunes in the upper half of Rivasor realm, the current known home of the descendants of the original nomad seed, Rivasor cluster (the seat of power of the realm), sits between Snowbroth River to the morningside, and Horsehoof forest to the eveningside. Within the wooden-walled, 5-acre compound that comprises Rivasor center, sits visitor square, merchant market, the school and the King's "palace." The palace is actually a compound of 5 single-story quarters located in the eveningside corner of Rivasor center. On the palace grounds are the King's quarters, the royal bedroom (called the "grut hut" in bawdier circles), the care maidens quarters--where bed maidens are ministered to after their nights with the King--the royal court and audience gazebo). The palace has two guard posts: one on the clusterside of the compound, for threats from within, and another post on the wallside for threats from without...

Paying the King's toll

"After a few moments, he eased in another inch. She dropped her lower body and now was on her forearms. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her face contorted. She was paying the toll to be in the king's bed. This was the toll a woman had to endure in order to cross the bridge to the land of exquisite pleasure that existed at the end of a huge cocksword...."

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