LIORA VEYRAN'S CASES The Gordian Knot (sequel1.)
LIORA VEYRAN'S CASES – The Gordian Knot
By attis attis©
The story does not take place near us, but where it can happen.
attis
INTRODUCTION
Behind the long, sleepy afternoons and the scent of steaming teas, sometimes dark, heavy secrets lurk, which the silk wallpapers of the bourgeois world can only temporarily conceal. Our story reveals the intimate crisis of a closed community living according to strange laws and a family apparently aging peacefully. In that stuffy, sensual world, where the rigid framework of traditional morality has long since dissolved in the leather-scented, suffocated twilight of night swingers
clubs, a completely new, flesh-cutting conflict is now maturing.
Within the walls of the four-apartment house with a garden, which was separated into three studios with external entrances, yet could be opened together at will, the fates of three people were twisted together like an unbreakable, strangling noose. This story leads to the borderland of the deepest adult desires, bodily integrity and absolute loyalty. It was begins with subtle, emotional games, but deep down, a ritualistic, taboo-breaking, and anatomically cruel sacrifice unfolds in the future, pushing the boundaries of identity and sexuality. At stake is not just loyalty, but the right of a man to remain a witness to his own fate, or to be lost forever in the matriarchal, whispering alliance of women.
CHARACTERS OF THE STORY
• Péter Gál (65): Retired architect, designer of their shared house. A jovial, highly intelligent and conflict-averse gentleman who has followed his wife’s every free, unconventional whim with consensual humility for forty years. Now, however, he finds himself at the center of a radical decision that demands his sheer masculinity and physical integrity in exchange for family peace.
• Nóra Gál-Szőke (60): Former gallery manager, Péter’s wife. A charismatic, “crying dominatrix” who controls from the background. In her fear of aging, she wants to be doubly happy: she wants to experience pure lesbian love and maintain her husband’s intellectual devotion at the same time – even at the cost of completely transforming Péter.
• Gabriella Varga, “Gabi” (59): Autonomous craftsman-restorer, Nóra’s radical feminist (radfem) lover. Rejecting masculine energy and the male body on a physical level, she is a crude and rigid usurper who is only willing to share the common living space if Péter is made a permanent, biologically harmless, domesticated being.
• Liora Veyran (42): Community counselor, mediator, psychological auditor for gender reassignment surgeries. A straight-backed, disciplined professional, a lesbian woman with a finely tuned matriarchal perspective, whom Nóra hires from the background to guide her husband towards accepting a compromise. However, during the consultation, she is forced to confront her own repressed internal conflicts and a form-breaking, spiritual attraction.
THE CONTRACT OF MEDIATION
In the silence of the four-unit, interconnected home, each with its own apartment, where the document that marked the beginning of the resolution of a family tension was finally born. Nóra Gál-Szőke sent a precise, factual written description of the situation, recording all emotional vibrations and intentions, to the community counselor and mediator, Liora Veyran.
The letter, which Nóra and her lover, Gabriella Varga, signed together, left no doubt about their intentions. They made it clear that for Péter Gál, They the price of family peace and security in old age would be to permanently interrupt and eliminate his masculinity, which can hardly be called a wishful thinking. Between the lines, Nóra also made it clear to Liora that, knowing her husband's forty-year-old, consensual D/s, FLR, and FSR-acknowledging submissive past and tendencies, Peter secretly longed for this radical compromise in the depths of his soul. She believed that the "eunuch calm" brought by her husband's eunuchization, the final and pure peace, was what the man really needed, but traditional social expectations, the lack of legality, and the pride of the remaining man did not allow him to face this desire honestly even in front of himself.
Nóra asked the mediator to reveal the real, structural logic of the situation to Péter, to support the request of the two women, and to help the man overcome the inner barriers of pride and latent desire to commit himself to voluntary physical and mental transformation.
Liora Veyran read the lines with a cool, analytical mind. The bizarre, mythological tension of the case touched her commitment to the matriarchal order. She conditionally accepted the invitation, but made a strict stipulation: she would not make any decisions or enter the process until she had heard the person involved face to face, behind the screen. She made it a condition that even if the mediation assignment was accepted, she would not exert any level of influence on the man. She wants to talk to Peter, the jovial gentleman, to see what his position is, to what extent he shares the statements of his two "life partners", what lies behind his submissiveness, and whether he would be inclined to the demanded compromise?
PART I: ONLÁNY – LIORA’S MEDIATION
Scene 1: The Azure Peace of the Screen
The monitor came to life slowly, without a buzz, and the friendly, Mediterranean light that poured from it immediately washed away the afternoon, sleepy shadows in the corners of the room. On this side of the screen, a shelf carrying a library's worth of reading material, and an almost puritanically furnished space were revealed to the eyes of the client hunching on the other side of the monitor, free from any bourgeois frills or unnecessary decorations. In this clean order, Liora Veyran sat, her back straight, motionless, as if she knew exactly the weight of silence and discipline. All the maturity, the hidden labyrinth of her forty-two years, was drawn on her features; her gaze had been trained in women's self-directed communities, and radiated unquestionable authority. Her dark, intelligent eyes almost pierced the camera also, as if she wanted to see right through the flesh, beyond the distance and pixels, behind the mask of the jovial gentleman.
When he spoke, his voice was deep, veiled, free of any unnecessary sentimentality or superficial benevolence. Yet there was a heavy but reassuring stability in the measured rhythm of his sentences that weighed down the virtual space.
– Good day. I am Liora Veyran. Nóra, your wife, has given me a detailed account of your situation. I know the facts, the facts presented by my client, your age, your separation from your adult children who have already moved away. And also the relationship and dynamics that have developed between Nóra and Gabi, in your polymorphic family. Although the assignment was registered together with Gabriella, Nóra asked me to have this conversation with you with a specific purpose: she would like me to help you see and accept the compromise that the two of them have offered for your old age. I have not yet said yes to the assignment, because I would like to hear the facts and reality from you first. And if you also entrust me with this, then I will accept the mediation between the two of you. I would be happy if Gabriella also entrusts me with this personally. Mediation takes place in group sessions, where we openly start a process that can bring you some level of comfort. Anyone can terminate the mediation at any time. As long as two clients count on me, I am at their disposal. Your wife wants to cover the costs of the mediation, she insisted on this. You can change the proportions of the cost sharing by negotiating outside the mediation, and you will tell me about the results. Please indicate whether you accept what I have said. Please ask your questions, if you have any! And will you cooperate with me?
Liora paused for a moment. She let the information and the contract settle in the man’s solitary room, then leaned forward slightly, as if to step closer to his private sphere.
– Let’s clarify something at the beginning and before your answer. I am not here to defend traditional marriage templates against your strange coexistence. For me, peace, stability and loyalty are the main family values, along with mutual respect and love. I can see that your wife loves you and does not want to leave you. But I also see Gabi’s condition, who does not tolerate traditional masculine qualities and sources of conflict in the house. His wife and Gabi offered a closed, safe, clean structure. A structure in which you can keep your family, care, a secure background until you are sixty-five and beyond – but the family members set a price for this. They expect you, completely illegally and without coercion, to step out of the classic male role biologically, to have your gender identity violated. Do you accept this their wish with resignation, humility, and a voluntary commitment to physical and mental transformation? Being a eunuch is a pure, peaceful state, free from masculine urges and testosterone-driven games. For medical reasons, as part of treatment, many men must permanently live without their testicles.Similarly, many women undergo amputation for similar forced medical reasons. But what your family members expect from you questions even your open marriage with your wife, it is illegal... and they inspire and encourage you to voluntarily mutilate yourself with the help of a doctorI see that this change can create the harmony that your wife and lover are looking for, but...
The mediator's eyes lit up in the blue of the screen, his voice became quieter and more mysterious.
– According to Nora, you are wavering. But I want to see what is behind your mask. I will not persuade and urge you to make a decision, but time is working against you, and women have decided firmly, it seems to me. Tell me: is this offered compromise an unbearable compulsion for you, an inflexible one to be rejected? Or do you actually feel the peace and logic of the matter deep down, but because of social expectations, social contempt, the difficulties of implementation, secrecy, and pride, you do not dare to face the fact that this is your path, which you also secretly desire? Or could this even be acceptable?
To be continued with scene 2...
LIORA VEYRAN'S CASES The Gordian Knot (sequel2)
LIORA VEYRAN'S CASES – The Gordian Knot ((the sequel begins from Part I, Scene 2...))
By attis attis©
The story does not take place near us, but where it can happen.
attis
PART I: ONLÁNY – LIORA’S MEDIATION
Scene 2: Cracks in Reality
The measured words coming from the speakers echoed for a long time in the lonely room, before Péter Gál broke the suffocating silence. He shifted in front of the monitor, fatigue settling over his jovial, intelligent face, and when he spoke, his voice was a mixture of the guilt of procrastination and the raw honesty of a cornered man.
– Good day… I apologize for not reporting earlier. I didn’t want to be inconvenient, I wouldn’t have done it on my own, but my wife insisted that I talk to you. I put it off, I postponed it as long as possible. Because what the girls are asking of me is… it’s a shameless compromise. Unworthy. They collaborate with you. With the girls too, I might add…
Péter took a deep breath of the heavy air of the room, his gaze fixed on nothingness, as if searching for the memories of forty years of marriage on the walls.
– My wife is my wife, and Gabi is our mutual friend. We both knew that Gabi was a lesbian, and I was also aware that my wife had lesbian adventures even in her youth. We were never prudish people together, Liora. Since our middle ages, Nóri and I have lived an extremely free life. We dated other couples, women, men, we were in the thick of group sex, we went to swingers clubs… Whatever anyone thinks about it. We got to know Gabi better on one such occasion. I knew that Gabi and my wife had been snuggling up together ever since. I thought they were just frolicking in the afternoon twilight. Nóri mentioned to me a few years ago that she wanted to be Gabi's permanent lover. I accepted this. Gabi moved in with us because of this, and one of the studio apartments became her. I had previously been their consensual voyeur, their voyeur partner, and I thought I had things under control. But Gabi hated this from the start. She didn't mind that I served my wife in our lifestyle. Or if we went to a BDSM club as a threesome, Gabi demanded the same level of submission from me that my wife did from me. In this relationship, they both treated me mercilessly. Gabi especially in front of others, but the two of them together were more dominant and humiliating towards me than my wife yet had been before in our marriage. I didn't know before that Gabi had sadistic tendencies towards men. But I think she only knew since she started going to harder clubs with us.
The man's voice trailed off, his hand wearily stroking her cheek.
- Now I sincerely regret not having checked this friendship more strictly. I never thought, I never would have believed that Gabi would one day want to take my wife away from me completely. That this sultry game would degenerate to this point, and that they would ask for my body as a pledge for peace.
Not a single muscle on Liora Veyran's face twitched. She nodded slowly, disciplinedly into the camera. Her gaze showed neither shock nor the superficial, learned sympathy of therapists. She analyzed what she heard with an analytical mind, and when she answered, her voice cut through the man's self-pity with great precision.
– Thank you for your words, Peter. The fact that you are sitting here opposite me despite the delay proves that you also feel that the situation has become untenable, and the decision, the mediation, probably cannot be postponed for long… and that certain other one either, if we fail. I understand your indignation and disappointment, and also that you now feel betrayed. But let’s look at the facts without emotional drama, at the level of pure structure. You did not live in a rigid, conservative marriage. You yourself just said: the boundaries were plastic in that house a long time ago. You assisted in this way of life, you enjoyed the advantages of the situation for decades, the freedom, the multiple dates, the your safe role of observer. You say you regret not controlling this friendship. But the possibility of control has long since slipped out of your hands, because the emotional and physical bond between the two women has become deeper, more solid and more stable than your traditional, positioned masculine presence in your marriage. And it seems that your marriage is not competitive in passions with lesbian kisses. I am sorry that this unethical turn has presented you with a difficult choice. But perhaps there is no real choice situation before you. There is not in many senses, and we leave this question open, in this one and the same time no one can force you to do anything, you are not in a situation of coercion. But while the mediation is going on, we will only clarify the situation: a) the facts, (what happened?); and b) based on these facts (how did it happen, how did you run into this dead end?), that is, what is your recognizable reality(?); and c) why did it happen(?), that is, what is the truth? And what truths do you have. d) We will not deal with questions of responsibility, e) nor with naming the responsibles or who is responsible. You must have understood this structurally hierarchical order and immediately saw through it. Today's world doesn't think like that, in exactly the opposite order and hierarchy... e-d)They first "recognize" the responsible person in anyone, and c) make moral and legal judgments about him. b)They look for the "certain and only" reality based on their prejudice. a) Then, for their "only and irrefutable" reality, they select from among the phenomena and relationships that group of facts that justify their chosen reality. And those that don't justify it, don't exist. Cinemas used to play At the Storm's Gate (Rashomon, 1950, Kurosawa Akira).
There was a long silence… Liora knew she had lost her self-control. She had stepped out of her professional role… Her passion indicated that strings were vibrating in her to the tunes of this case, which she thought she had already processed long ago in the self-knowledge groups of her professional training. And these strings should not have resonated anymore… She felt that this could still lead to trouble, and she thought that she would not be able to ignore the help of her permanent supervisor… They had long collaborated as each other’s professional assistants in difficult cases. Liora leaned back in her chair, looked into the camera, and said directly to Péter through the camera lens.
– Gabi did not take Nóra from you. Nóra made a decision. She chose an emotional and sexual adventure that only a female alliance can give her for the second half of her life. But notice Nóra's deep loyalty: she did not abandon you. She did not throw out you at the age of sixty-five, did not send you into divorce proceedings, division of property and loneliness. She is looking for a solution where you can remain part of the system and the shared home, and her loving world of feelings for Gabi. Your have polymorphic three-way relationship is not affected either. You say that this compromise is dishonest and undignified. It really is. But... isn't it just traditional male pride that protests against voluntarily giving up your sexual presence, which testosterone and social expectations dictate to you? All the while, there is a flexible fluctuation, a hint in you that can hardly be called desire, of what would happen if you gave in to this too, if you could give in... If your obedience were fulfilled. A kind of romantic fulfillment that fits... a perfectly fitting fulfillment, a level of satisfaction that fits perfectly with you and your past with libertines. Does your peaceful farewell to your manhood, your humility to your two Dominas seem unworthy?...
…
– Most people would kick the door down on the wife's lover! Who runs the house?Gabi's condition is clear and unambiguous: she doesn't want a man as her rival, she doesn't want the smell of testosterone and tension in her relationship with Nora. Being a eunuch is not annihilation, but a state of final peace for you. According to "your women"! No? The remaining standing up for herself against her dominants will also disappear. The possessive desire for you that causes jealousy will disappear. I ask you, in light of your past: what is it that actually scares you in this transformation? And I ask you even more, what is stopping you from your natural “hit or run” response? As a result of the physical loss, you have to give up control and completely surrender yourself to the leadership of women… Is that why the self-defense stress didn’t explode in you? Moral anger is an evasive step… An alibi reaction. Almost everything is allowed in your subculture, which is a common agreement. Especially against you! All three of you are boundary violators. But no is no. Yes is a contract. The “hit or run” panic button hasn’t even been activated in you. Moral anger is not resistance. In your relationship, it’s just flirting… What is you afraid of, and what is you not afraid of???
To be continued with scene 3...
LIORA VEYRAN'S CASES The Gordian Knot (sequel3)
LIORA VEYRAN'S CASES – The Gordian Knot ((the sequel begins from Part I, Scene 3))
By attis attis©
The story does not take place near us, but where it can happen.
attis
LIORA VEYRAN'S CASES – The Gordian Knot ((the sequel begins from Part I, Scene 3...))
By attis attis©
The story does not take place near us, but where it can happen.
attis
PART I: ONLÁNY – LIORA’S MEDIATION
Scene 3: The Geometry of the Four Studio
Peter's face tensed, he hadn't expected Liora's sharp confrontational method...nor that it could be so humiliating. Although he knew that mediation techniques had to be effective. He also felt that Liora was much more passionate about their cause than he had expected. Therefore, instead of helpless rage, the role of the offended architect suddenly flashed through his mind... Or was it rather the influence of the mentioned raw logic of the exposed facts, and the last bastions of pride appeared as a hidden refuge? His voice became tense, he abandoned the tone of self-pity, and he answered in a hoarse voice whispering with excitement.
– No… I’m not afraid of anything, Liora… Neither my wife, nor Gabi, nor both of them together can just simply throw me out or evict me from our shared house. I designed that house. And I built it. It has four apartments with external entrances, 3 of which are studio apartments, which I designed for our children in the past. Each one is a fully equipped studio apartment. These apartments can be opened together at will thanks to the internal geometry of the walls, but they can also be hermetically separated from each other. I have my boundaries, my own territory.
The man was silent for a moment, touched his throat, and continued with a bitter half-smile.
– I can hardly believe it, Liora, I don’t know how you can confront me with so many perspectives from minimal information? You said many, many truths about me and us earlier. This gave me confidence in you. Nora mentioned that you are also a lesbian, but you are far from our whims… that is what I was afraid of… But I can calm...
Liora sensed that there were voices around here that would knock her out of the protective lines of professionalism.
– Thank you Péter, that sounded honest, and thank you! Please continue!
– My wife once said that she married me because I am an intelligent, emotional and well-intentioned man. I always knew that Nóra was a persistent persuader, the subtle and ruthless tactician of the bugs planted in the ears. But we loved each other, and we still love each other today. Nóra now cries every day, wailing in the house, that she cannot stand this tension. She keeps saying that she does not want to lose either me or Gabi, because she loves us differently, and she is in love with both of us at the same time. But that is a lie. She has betrayed me, and Gabi too, betrayed me. Gabi has betrayed our friendship by wanting to take my wife away from me completely.
Péter leaned closer to the camera, his voice almost a whisper from the stirred memories.
– I once initiated the breakup with a guy, because in a threesome I behaved exactly the same way with my own gender as Gabi behaves with men. It happened that… Nóri performed oral sex on our man, and I was doing it to Nóri from behind. And while I was moving, I was suddenly shocked by the sight, Nóri’s passionate actions, and by myself… I wanted her, I envied what Nóri did to the guy. Shocked and with the icy realization of how infinitely thin and vulnerable the hetero fence is, I ran out to the kitchen. When my wife came after me, I told her, trembling, that was enough, let’s pack up, let’s go home. Do you know what Nóra answered me? She said: “She’ll finish what she started…” She left me in the kitchen. I was disappointed in her then, she left me completely alone on the other side of the hetero fence. However, Nóri has never left Gabi since. In my marriage, Gabi came between us, breaking our hearts, not only with physical play, while she almost doesn't want to see me. And now Nóra wants to be doubly happy. At the price of wanting to take down my pumpkins. Then the rest will come, with my "threateningly" hanging, impotent cock... I'm not mentioning this picture for nothing.
NO, NOT these! This is not a compromise, Liora. This is blackmail, betrayal and physical mutilation. They will remain intact and happy in their female union, and I will live here among them as an unhappy, amputated creature?
For a brief moment, in the blue gloom of the monitor, something that looked eerily like deep, intellectual respect flashed across Liora's face. Maybe something else mysterious that she didn't even dare to think about in this situation. Then another time, and she felt a sweet, numbing taste of peach under her tongue. Which shouldn't be here. Instead of helplessness, she received a pinpoint architectural and psychological resistance from the man. She didn't break the close eye contact; She leaned forward slightly towards the camera, her hands clasped on the table. Her voice became quieter, but this whispering tone only made her words even more serious, even more threatening.
– Your honesty is remarkable, Peter. And I see that I was wrong about you: there is no question of cowardice or helplessness. You see the system you live in with engineering precision. However, let’s take a closer look at this “manipulation” you are talking about. You say that Nora made him do everything, she put the bug in his ear, but at the same time you admit that the game was not against you. You enjoyed the freedom, the pushing of boundaries – until that moment in the kitchen, when you saw your own boundaries, the terrifying vulnerability of the heterosexual fence. There you were terrified and wanted to step back into the traditional, safer framework of marriage. You were frightened by the homoerotic threat. But such a large machine, which has been running for forty years, cannot be stopped at a single gesture, Peter. Nora and Gabi continued as lesbian lovers on the path they set out on with you.
The mediator's eyes lit up, Liora gently touched her neck with her fingers. What's making her throat constrict?
– As for the house: I'm legally right. Four apartments, studios, walls. You can separate, you can lower the dividing bars. But do you really want to live a life at sixty-five where you listen in your own house, behind a brick wall, as your wife and her Sappho lover live happily together, while you, the "uncompromising, proud man", cannot even surrender your submission to the feminine essence... Are you wasting your days alone? Because if you say no to their request, that alliance, that marriage that Nóra is offering, and their FLR, SFR D/s marriage will end permanently at that point. You are talking about blackmail, betrayal and mutilation. As a mediator, I see it this way: this is a radical but functional price that is being asked of you for maintaining the structure. Gabi does not want a man in her territory who has the desire for possession, jealousy, past swinger games and the possibility of dominance. Castration in your case is not just a physical intervention, but a symbol: a sign of final, peaceful submission and loyalty. And THIS is exactly what you know, deep down in your soul you may have long desired with your submissive tendencies… This partial self-surrender is a ritual gesture to eliminate the biological source of female aggression and Sappho rivalry. Nora does not want to lose your intelligence, goodwill and emotionality – the qualities for which she grew old with him. They offer a new form where you can keep the family, the care, but give up the weapon that “artifacts” the conflict. At the same time, doesn't Gabi's demand feel like an offer to your submissive self? How dare Gabi and Nóri come up with such an outrageous ultimatum or offer, if they haven't already been successful countless times? You says: "This is not a compromise. These NOT." Of course not! If this is your final, unyielding decision, are you prepared for the consequences? Are you prepared to lose Nora permanently in exchange for your sanity and pride? And yet, locked up in a lonely studio apartment in a house you own with your ex-wife, watch life go on without you? Think everything through carefully, you haven't decided yet, you haven't run away... You're procrastinating, you're in the game between the two women... Why?
To be continued with scene 4...