You are naked other than the metal collar around your neck and the fine chain around your balls. I lead you by the ball chain. Slowly and carefully. I have no wish to hurt you, but you know that if you stumble this will happen. I tied black cloth around your eyes to cover them. This heightened all your senses and kept your focus.
You stand compliant as I remove the blindfold. You dare not look around you but you can hear the soft murmur of the spectators and sense the shifting warmth of their bodies. Hear the call of birds, and other animal sounds; the light snap of a twig. It is twilight, the full moon, and we have gathered here for a purpose.
My altar stone is a thick slab of black granite. Set deep into mossy ground and raised high enough for our purposes. Worn with time and drenched in blood and other sacred fluids.
The black stone offsets the smooth white flesh of her limbs. Her arms are bound to her wide open legs with hemp rope. Her bindings are symbolic. After this she will be cut free, become an honoured member of our tribe. You will be kept as a slave.
You raise your eyes and I watch as your cock hardens.
She is beautiful with green eyes and flowing red hair. 20 years in age and perfectly fertile. Long slender limbs with fresh womanly curves. She has not bred yet, but I know she is ready.
Your eyes move to that soft pink cleft between her legs, glistening in the half-light. Her breath is quickening and her high round breasts are shaking. She has not orgasmed for a full cycle of the moon. She is ready for the ceremony, ready for your cock.
I tug gently on your ball chain as I say this and you kneel in front of her womanhood, the beauty of her cunt. I stroke those soft folds with my fingers as she gasps and then I bring my fingers to your lips and smear those juices gently on your mouth.
“Use your tongue, she is ready.”
You place your hands on either side of her on the black altar slab and bring your mouth down on her as she cries out with pleasure at your skill. I watch the muscles flicker in your back as you respond to her pleasure and give her more.
Her legs are straining against the bindings as she thrusts her hips up to your mouth and you bring your hands into her small waist to steady her.
Her head is thrown back, the long red hair on the black stone, as she grinds her cunt into your face.
As she orgasms, with a howl of pleasure; I release you from your chain and slash her bindings with my knife.
I raise my arms.
“Now.”
You meet my eyes for a moment, for that glimpse of my approval.
As I nod my head, you lower yourself onto her as she wraps her heated white limbs around you and lifts her hips for that thick cock.
You fuck her slowly and deeply, grinding into her with perfect pressure to build her orgasm again. You have been told that her pleasure is vital. The stronger her orgasm, the more likely she is to become with child.
You will breed this woman for me or die.
I stand at the head of the altar in my red robes with my arms raised as I chant the incantation.
Your thick cock is driving into her yielding body and I see the sweat gleaming on her flushed skin as she fucks you right back to receive all that you have to give. I know that her tight cunt is clenching on your cock to take it from you.
The chanting rises all around me as the sky darkens and the moon shines full and luminous white gold above the clearing.
As she throws her head back and clutches you with a deep cry of pleasure, I press my hand upon your back.
“Yes.”
You thrust inside her and give her that seed. Hot, creamy, and abundant . . . you fill her with it. It is the perfect time in her cycle for her to breed. Her slippery, tight cunt milks it out of you, taking every drop you have to give.
You stay inside her for several moments while your cock pumps and those full balls give all they can.
I touch you gently to release you and you withdraw as you leave your young goddess lying on her back with her legs bent and her feet flat upon the altar stone with her white skin shining in the moonlight.
On your knees before me you say,
“I am yours, Goddess.”
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