The Villainess Monologues:

The Villainess Monologues:

The Warrior Queen

Because of the role that destiny has assigned to you, Kal-El, you have been granted the privilege of kneeling naked, bound, and helpless before Me. Your submission to Me will assure My people victory in the greatest battle in their glorious history. For, if the Moon Goddess wills it, from tomorrow we will at last be rid of the arrogance of the City People who have taken our land, cut down our forests and raped our women.

The Moon Goddess favours us. That is why She sent Her daughter, the First Queen, down from the sky a thousand years ago to save us from our enemies. The Goddess granted infinite beauty and intelligence to the First Queen, and to the First Queen’s daughter, and to all of the Queens down to My mother and then to Me. She commanded Us to rule the people with justice and mercy, and to lead them into battle with bravery. In return, the people worship Me and live their lives according to My will.

I know that the City People, suspicious that I was preparing to throw off their yoke, sent you here to confound My plans and enslave Me. But now, with the grace of the Goddess, you will instead be the instrument of My greatest triumph.

When the Moon Goddess sent a great green boulder down from the sky, many centuries ago, our Queen, My ancestor, said that this gift would one day save us from great danger. And so it has come to pass. My warriors crafted arrowheads from the green stone. They brought you down last night as you flew overhead, bringing you into My captivity. I instructed My medicine men to cure your wounds, but also to keep the arrowheads in your flesh, negating your powers and causing you endless pain.

I, as the daughter of the Moon Goddess, am the vessel of Her Power. In accordance with the ancient, sacred ways of our people, before My warriors go forth to battle I must suffuse them with the Power of Victory that courses through My body. This, along with a pure heart, and pure love for the Goddess, makes them invincible in battle. But My Divine Power is so great that I must temper it with mortal power, lest it destroy them. Normally I draw earthly power from captives I have defeated in battle, but tonight I shall draw the power of Krypton from you. I shall alloy the infinite Power of the Goddess with your strength, the strength of a thousand men, using My body as the crucible, and bestow it upon My brave warriors, ensuring their victory.

The moon is full tonight. At sunset, in a sacred ceremony that the Goddess originally decreed to the First Queen, My priestesses will bind you naked to the front gate of the temple and scourge you with rough branches to prepare you for your task. Your screams, accompanied by the priestesses on their sacred instruments, will inspire the people assembled in the temple forecourt to sing hymns of praise to the Goddess. When the Mistress of Heaven is at Her highest point and shining upon us in Her greatest glory, the priestesses will bring you to the temple’s innermost chamber. They will bind you on your back upon the altar, and use sacred oil and their skilled mouths and hands to prepare you for My service. I shall straddle your helpless form and take your manhood within Me, until the Goddess sees fit to extract your seed.

Once your power has been released into My body, I shall recline on the Bed of the Goddess, which adjoins the altar, and the warriors will be brought to Me in turn. Just as your body will have been prepared with scourges and whips, theirs will have been anointed with perfumes and fragrant oils. Each warrior in turn shall perform for Me the sacred threefold service, which accords with the three stages of the Goddess’s monthly passage through the sky. Only those warriors who have successfully completed their service to Me shall be deemed worthy of bearing arms in My name.

First, corresponding to the waxing of the divine Crescent, the warrior shall kneel between My legs and My sex will be revealed to him. He shall bathe his tongue in My sacred juices, mixed with your seed, imbibing My Power, until the Goddess’s ecstasy overcomes Me.

Second, corresponding to the fullness of Her Power, the warrior shall turn, kneel low to the ground, and offer himself in submission to Me. I shall strap the Sacred Wand to My sex and I shall invade his body, enforcing his submission and implanting My Power deep within him, until the Goddess’s ecstasy again overcomes Me.

Third, corresponding to Her waning crescent that culminates with Her withdrawal into the black night, I shall again recline on the Goddess’s bed, and I shall receive his manhood within Me. I shall take pleasure from him until My body is convulsed with the Goddess’s ecstasy and the Power passes from My loins to his.

At each stage, my triumphant moans of pleasure will inspire the people waiting outside the temple to hymns of joy and gratitude. When I have finished infusing My Power into the mouths, entrails and loins of all of the warriors, I shall return to the altar to extract more of your seed. The warriors will then repeat their threefold service. So the ceremony shall continue until dawn.

In the morning, as the sated Goddess disappears below the horizon and is replaced by Her willing slave the sun, My warriors shall set forth on their holy mission. The instrument of My victory will be another gift granted to Me by the Mistress of Heaven. For centuries My people scorned the useless brown pitchblende that She buried in our sacred lands. But now the City People themselves have foolishly taught us how to refine this metal and how to build devices that ignite it, releasing the heat of a thousand suns in a single terrible flash. Tomorrow My warriors will bring three such devices to the City, each hidden in a horseless wagon. By tomorrow evening, millions of City people will be dead or dying, and their land and water will be poisoned for eternity. The wretched survivors will envy the dead. Desperate for My mercy, they will restore My lands, and offer Me gold, jewels, and young men and women as tribute, and fear Me, and submit to My sacred Power.

But your service shall not end there, Kal-El. It is an ancient custom of ours that, when it is time for the Queen to produce an heiress, She chooses the strongest of the neighbouring kings and dispatches Her warriors to defeat him in battle, capture him, and bring him to Her in chains to serve as Her consort. That honour has now been bestowed upon you. Fertilized by your seed, I shall produce a crown princess, half Kryptonian and half a daughter of the Moon, Who will be blessed both with your superhuman strength and with the Goddess’s divine favour. And may it be the Goddess’s will that I produce further sons and daughters with your seed: sons who shall be the greatest warriors the world has known, and who shall bring My people yet more power and glory, and daughters Who will rule the people and serve the Goddess with wisdom, beauty, and courage.

When your are no longer of use to Me, you will be castrated and kept chained in My temple for the pleasure and amusement of Me and My priestesses. For such is the will of the Goddess.

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Photo credits: Yamila Diaz-Rahi. The first is from the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue of 2002. These photos are reproduced strictly for non-commercial purposes.