Fertility festival

[Demos Straxus]

OOC: Basicly, various fertility gods from different religions are gathering together at the time of harvest to celebrate with mortals. It is a time of feasting, drinking, and orgy. The gods also amuse themselves by having fun with those mortals present, both through manipulation of their libidos, and also using their various magical talents on them. Gods of any religion are welcome, including wholely original ones. Mortals, and mythical creatures are also acceptable, and encouraged

Name: Amun
Race: God
Position: Egyptian god of Fertility
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 255 pounds
Physical description: Tall, and broad at the shoulders, with a massive, and strongly muscled body. His skin is the color of dark bronze, and he wears golden sandels, and gauntlets in additon to a circular chest piece, and short white skirt that covers to about midthigh. His head generaly resembled that of a ram, with thick fur, and long grey horns that curve around his skull, although he can assume a human form if he so chooses.

Powers: Amun carries with him an egyptian scourge(a type of whip) which can cause either tremendous pain, of phenomal pleasure dependent on his mood. His seed has legendary magical properties, and is said to sexualy enhance those mortals exposed to it(I leave to the individual author as to what form these enhancements take.)

Biography: Among the eldest of the fertility gods, Amun is said to have coined the term 'horny', a fact which few who have met him would dispute. He is insatiable in his pursuit of mortal women, and has started many a war from these liasons. Inspite of this he is a good natured, if often obtuse god, who has given his people much for their worship of him. This year the responsability for hosting the festival has fallen to him, and he has worked tirelessly towards making it the best in decades.

IC: Amun stepped out into the night air, smelling the sweet scent for freshly roasted cow, and hearing the laughing and singing of his people as they danced around a large fire at the center of the large temple's central courtyard. The majority of those present were nude, and he could not help but cast an appraising eye to more than one of the women, his loins allready aching for his entertainment to begin.

Mmm.....perhaps later. I must wait for my guests to arrive first. Then the real fun can begin.

 

[Blaanid]

Cara

OOC:
Alana
A redhead beauty, long legs, tan skin, green eyes
age: 18
She is a virgin and has been praying to the gods for some man to take her virginity way for the past few nights.

IC:

The youngest of five sisters, the only one that has not taken a mate. Laying in her bed all she can think about is this night festivities and hopefully the possibility of being chosen by either the gods or a village man to man to be taken to bed. She gets changed, exits her home and joins the others by the festival fire and has a bit to eat and drink with the others of her village.

 

[VickyCummings]

So even Godesses from the underworld are invited too?

 

[emily123]

hmm it really is an interesting thread count me in!

 

[Demos Straxus]

OOC: I suppose so, although I am curious what they'd be doing at a fertility festival........well aside from the promise of getting drunk and laid ;p

 

[halfblindeyes]

OOC:

Name: Gaius
Race: simple human
Height: 5'11
Weight: 190

Physical Description: Long dark brown hair falls in a loose manor from the top of his head. The messy waves end just below his neck, which he keeps the bottom lashed with a strip of leather. He wears a simple brown tunic and a pair of leather sandals to keep from getting in the way of his work, which has given him a somewhat strong build. Though he is no greek god in terms of shape.

IC: The young craftsman worked diligently through the night in hopes of completing his task. A year ago to this date he was hired to create statues in honor of the festival being held by the gods. He neared completion, but still needed to do the final touches on Amun's tribute. Picking up his chisel, Gaius took quick and refined strikes at the marble. His pale green eyes carefully examining it from up close, since they lacked the strength to see if from more than a few feet back.

 

[emily123]

Name-Emily
Age-21
Race-Human
Height-5'5"

She was a near perfect specimen of how a woman should be, perfect curves, little fat where it is desired, firm breasts, black eyes, long waist length hairs and just everything.

She was a bit unfortunate though on the night of her wedding itself, before they could mate her husband has killed, leaving her to be a virgin widow.

She was deeply in love with her husband. It has been 3 years since then and she is not able to forget him, but as life must move on so should she.
So she decided to join in tonights festival and hopefully have a child in her womb, and she knew gods would be joining in , in tonight's festival.

She dressed up and walked towards the village square where people going to the festival were supposed to assemble

 

[Demos Straxus]

Amun feels the festival begin to heat up as the servents begin passing out large bladders of strong wine, passing it among those present. This particular wine has been 'enhanced' with some of his magic, and has potent properties as an aphrodisiac.

It grows late. Time to begin the fun.

He considers the crowd for a moment, considering with care which mortal he should work his wiles upon first. His eyes fasten onto a redhead participating in the singing and drinking. His nostrils flair as he scents her, his magic telling him that she is a virgin.....a good start. He turns to one of his priest's and speaks in a low whisper to him for a moment, imparting directions for him to follow. The priest nods his understanding and begins to make his way through the crowds, Amun turns, and reenters his main alter, seating himself comfortably on a throne built for a being of his large stature.

The attendent approaches Alana, and touches her on the shoulder.

"Milady. Our blessed god Amun has asked that you join him at his altar. He will grant your wish."

At this the priest leaves, moving to speak to the sculptor now.

"The great god Amun is pleased with what you have wrought for him, and he has a gift that he wishes to bestow upon you. He waits at the great altar."

 

[Blaanid]

Alana

Sitting at the fire and drinking with her friends, she feels a gentle hand on her shoulder. Its is the priest of Amun, clad in a long dark brown cloak. He tells her to follow and join Amun at his great alter. She can feel her lust for the great god grow in her belly and her vaginal lips already swollen begin to moisten. Before entering his alter however, she feels the need to disrobe. Stopping just outside of the alter she let her simple clothing just drop on the ground completely discarding it as if it were garbage.

She walked up to him, completely taken aback by how handsome and large he was. Kneeling before him, she said referring to herself, "I am yours my God, heart soul and body".

 

[Demos Straxus]

Amun smiles down at her, his features seeming surprising gentle for such a large being. he lays one arm on her shoulder and speaks, his voice resonent in the confines of the temple. It echoes about the walls, yet seems at the same time as gentle as a whisper.

"Greetings my child. I know that you have prayed many a day for one to take from you the burdan of your virignity, and it my pleasure that I may help usher you into womanhood. It is in my intrest however that I shall not take it myself. It would please me far more, and pay homage to my greatness if you were to give it instead to my loyal servant, whose works adorn this fine temple, which he has helped to build. He has done me great service, and you will help repay that. Do you understand child?"

 

[Blaanid]

Smiling up at Amun, she replies "Of course I understand my God, it would be my pleasure to serve and please one such as high as yourself. And I am honored by your blessing." Leaning down she kisses his feet and thanks him again and again for his blessing on her.

 

[halfblindeyes]

A sense of overwhelming joy swept through the craftsman's body. Leaning his head back to obeserve his work (as much as his poor eyes would allow), Gaius chuckled at its completion. It was his finest work to date, and he was sure it would please Amun. He had become caught up in his work a bit too much and had lost track of the time. The festival had already begun, much to his dismay. Lashing some ropes around the marble figure, he slowly drug the carted tribute through the city towards the gods' celebration. Each step brought him a small amount closer to his destination. Gaius fell to his knees outside of Amun's temple, thrilled that the tribute would make it relativly on time. His breathing was labored as he leaned against his creation waiting for word from Amun before heading inside. He was just a lonely servant afterall, it would be rude for him to barge into the Temple uninvited.

 

[Demos Straxus]

A priest approached him, touching him lightly on the shoulder.

"Amun has requested your presence Gaius. He is most pleased with your work. He waits for you in his temple."
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Amun smiled once again at Alana.

"He approaches now. Go and lie upon the altar."

At this he gestures to the place where the priest pay homage to Amun, a round, raised area of the floor before the throne. It is surrounded by thin silk curtains, and has a luxurious bed at its center.

 

[Blaanid]

Alan, thanks her God again and get up out of her kneeling posture and walks over to the altar and lays upon its soft cushions and pillows ready for whatever may come. She can almost feel this most honored man of Amun approach. Her sex almost reaching out to him calling him to her. It felt as though a man's hands were already caressing her body, but no one was here. She supposed it may be Amun himself comforting her and helping her become aroused for her mate.

 

[Vamprincess]

Venus

Name: Venus
Race: God
Position: Roman Goddess of Love
Height: 5'7
Weight: 120 pounds
Physical description: Tall, and slender, with black curly hair reaching all the way past her waist, her eyes are the colour of melted chocolate, glowing with passion, lust, and love, her skin glows, her figure is perfection, her lips are the colour of red roses in bloom.

Walking into the gathering of so much love and passion, I'm feeling energised by the electric currents in the air. I walk into the temple to see a man kneeling, and as i continue into the temple, I see a beautiful young woman, totally nude and waiting for someone, I smile, Walk up to her and give her a gentle kiss, and go towards Amun, a servant hand me a glass of nectar..

 

[Demos Straxus]

Amun smiles as Venus approaches, a low chuckle rumbling from his body as he eyes move over her exquisite frame, as a servant hands her some of the Olympian nectar that Amun had aquired from Bauchus for this event. Amun himself prefered his servent's wine, but some of the gods had more selective tastes than he.

"Venus, it is good to see you again. I trust you are enjoying the festival? I think we might top yours last year...provided that my young men don't give out too quickly."

His tone is polite, but with a somewhat teasing edge. He had long enjoys a sweet rivalry with the other fertility gods to see which festival could provide the longest orgy in honor of their patron god. Venus' current record was a remarkable 12 hours. Hopefully Amun's special wine could improve the odds in his favor.

 

[Vamprincess]

Venus

Sipping on the sweet necter, I laughed a sweet laughter which could make men hard just by listening to it. Soft seductive and husky i looked at Amun, seeing appreciation in his eyes but the same old competivness.
"Hmm i'm enjoying the festival, but lets see if this last as long as last year."
I laughed again, teasingly kissed Amun on the lips. I sat down next to Amun on the cusions provided, my shift fell open at the side to show off my whole leg, and the neckline was showing off tantalising amounts of flesh already.
I sipped on my necter enjoying the view of the human girl on the other side of the temple.

 

[Demos Straxus]

He watches her practiced movements with amusement, feeling his own response to it. The shape that begins to form in his skirt would be impressive even for the largest bull. He pushes aside his own lust for a moment, focussing on the here and now.

The worlds oldest profession.....and the oldest practitioner of it.

I watch as she views my servant across the way, laying atop the alter which has allready seeing the passing of thousands of girls into womanhood...not a few of which were performed by Amun himself. He had always enjoyed the personel touch.

He reached down, adjusting his skirt to relieve some of the pressure on his groin that the thoughts were bringing about. He considered the virgin for another moment, and then spoke to Venus as an aside.

"I hear that you trained the priestesses of your temple personaly in the arts of lovemaking."

 

[Vamprincess]

Venus

I smiled at the desired effect i had on Gods and Men.

"I hear that you trained the priestesses of your temple personaly in the arts of lovemaking." said Amun

I could hear the lust in his voice.

Oh yes, would like any of their services? or does the girl on the Alter look more tempting to you?

Looking into the crowd, I saw a few of my priestesses already entertaining a few men.
Looks like your out of luck this time Amun. Laughing again, I nodded for a servant to fill up my glass.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Amun chuckled.

"I've sampled your servants in the past Venus. Amusingly original, but somewhat lacking for desire. I think they learned too well from you Venus. The only fire they possess if for you. Besides, their Fellatio technique is quite bland."

 

[Vamprincess]

Venus

I streched lazily, and slowly traced a finger down Amuns thigh.

Oh Amun, to you it may be bland, to most mortals it's a piece of heaven. would you like to see an example? and as for me, i'm their godess of course their loyalty lies towards me

My smile holds a bit of slyness, I sip a little bit of necter and I slowly put one of your fingers in my mouth, my lips wrapping round your finger, looking into your eyes, sucking on it just so slightly, gently rolling my tongue around the tip, the necter making it more lubricated and easier to pull out of my lips.

Suddenly i drop your finger, and laugh again.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Amun laughs with her, amused as always by her manner, though his groin is far less amused than the rest of him.

"Gifted as always," he stated blandly, in contrast to the fire in his eyes.

"I shall have to find the means to show you my own techniques. Your priestesses certainly seemed to enjoy them."

 

[halfblindeyes]

Gaius stood up and brushed the dirt off of his tunic as the priest welcomed him inside. No sense in being dirty and sweaty when seeing his lord again. Slowly walking into the temple his eyes can't help but look over every crevice, even from this distance he could recognize his blurry works of art. He was drawn to the veiled form hidden behind the silk curtains, blushing at the beautiful shape. Looking up to Amun he instantly dropped his gaze to the ground. "I do h..hope I am not interrupting anything between yourself and the Lady Venus, Amun. I have brought the marble statue you requested for the festival, if it pleases you."

 

[Demos Straxus]

The god smiled widely

"I am indeed pleased my servent. You have served me well, and the works you have provided for my temple are of only the highest quality. This pleases me. It is time that you reap the rewards of your toils."

He gestured to the woman who lay beyond the veil.

"She has prayed to me for many moons that I might remove from her the burden of unwilling chastity, and let her become a full woman. It is my will that you shall help me in this reguard. Bring her into womanhood with the same care that you have used to craft my temple, and I shall be most pleased."

He reached to the left of his throne, grasping a small drinking bladder, and gave it to Gaius.

"You and my other servant may drink of this if you begin to tire. It has been imbued with my magic, and will replinish you beyond your wildest dreams. A single drop will rejuvinate you, but at a cost. The more you imbide, the more you shall become an agent of my magic, and the same with the woman."

 

[halfblindeyes]

He smiled brightly as the kind words of Amun swept over him. Bowing deeply in respect, Gaius moves a few steps closer to the alter.
"Thank you, my lord. You honor me greatly by approving of my work."
Taking the final steps to stand below the seated diety, he grasps the wine bladder tenderly.
"I shall do my best and treat her with the utmost respect and care, Amun. Thank you for the warning with the wine, I shall be sure to heed it."

After rising from the bow he swiftly moved to the side of the bed. The enticing veiled shadow causing his arousal to grow at an incredible rate. He unrobed, letting his tunic and sandals carelessly fall to the ground. Gaius was too intoxicated by what was to come to care much about the rags. Slowly pulling the curtain back he slid into the velvet like folds of the bed. Even though he was only able to see the young woman from behind, he knew he had been greatly honored by Amun. Her figure was beyond that of any he had known, and in his opinion rivaled that of the gods. The firey red hair drawing his attention like a moth to a flame. Reaching out his hands tenderly lay on the beauty's upper back. His skillful hands running in small circles as his palms gently dug into hir back. "Hello, my lady."