Offered to the Goddess

[BriefcaseRonin]

OOC:

This is a sort of fantasy thread which is obviously female/female in nature. The first other person to post will play the Goddess. The Goddess of what is up to the other person but if they wish for her to have.. well.. certain endowments, that is quite alright. All I ask is for at least a paragraph long post and decent grammer. Thank you!

IC:

Veronica grunted as she was tossed to the dark floor, her body bruised and tired and now scratched as it ran against the stone underneath her. The heavy stone doors closed behind her and she found herself all alone. Her arms were tied to her body, each length of rope running across. One above and the other below her supple, perky, breasts. Yes, she was naked, in a cold, dark, and empty temple. But why?

Veronica had only recently come to the small town, a lovely red head who had traveled from her own small village in search of adventure and glory. The people were extremely friendly and they seemed very glad to meet her. Only later did she understand why. In her inn that very same night, several of the villagers snuck in and tied her up, after which they examined her in order to make sure she was 'worthy of the Goddess'.

She demanded that they explain their actions, which in retrospect probably was not the best course of action. "Dear, this village is watched over and protected by our Great Goddess. Without her the rivers would dry up, the crops would wither, and we would starve. In order to keep her favor, we must sacrifice a virgin to sate her hunger. The sacrifice was to be today, and we were afraid we would be forced to offer our own children to the Goddess, but now you are here."

After this explanation they hauled her off to the temple where she was quickly stripped and tortured. She struggled as best she could as they tried to arouse her body. Every time she resisted they would hit her and so she had to give in. Once they were finished with the preparations she was tied up and tossed into this strange room where her thoughts now carried her back.

She got herself onto her knees after a bit of struggling, clearing her throat before calling out, "Hello? Some please help me!" With the echoes of her last words came a burst of blue flame which reached frightning preportions. She tried to back away towards the door as a figure began to emerge from the fire, by the curves and lithe, nubile, shape, she knew this mysterious person to be female. It could only be the Goddess.

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

The sound of the doors to her temple rang through the dimly-lit halls, and the rush of cool air from outside she felt on her skin even in her inner sanctum. But it was neither of these that made the Goddess smile; it was the sensation of innocence and purity in her temple that roused her from her slumber. She closed her eyes and felt the young woman's fear, confusion, and deep down, her curriosity.

The Goddess reached out, sending an image of herself through the vaulted halls the villagers had built so long ago to honor her, to flatter her, to tempt her to choose this site as her focus. Other villages, even cities, had built greater cathedrals to her in the past, but this village intrigued her with their devotion and faith. They were willing to place not only their lives, but the lives of their children in her hands. She chose them for this reason, and they had never failed to deliver her offerings. Yet in the decades she had dwelt in this temple, none of the offerings had met her standards.

But this new one... this young woman... she seemed different. Promising.

The Goddess reached out with her mind and in an instant she was in the entrance with the offering. She observed her, invisibly and silently. The woman was beautiful, and despite her fear, the Goddess could sense the promise within her as well.

If she could pass the trials, perhaps this one would become the vessel the Goddess had sought for so long.

She made her presence known with a blast of blue fire, and then crafted a perfect replica of herself from those flames. When she stepped from the flames to stand in her glory before the woman, her skin pale blue and without blemish, her hair dark and cascading down her shoulders and over her full breasts, her eyes sparkling and dancing with shimmering red light, she smiled as she took in the woman's reaction. Her eyes flickered down to the ropes that bound her, and with a snap they burst, releasing her. The woman lay on the cold stones of the floor for a moment, in shock or in awe.

The Goddess addressed her, but not with her voice. The woman heard the Goddess in her body, and in her mind.

"Welcome to my temple, my child. Do you know why you are here?"

 

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Veronica

Veronica gasped as she felt that voice reverberate through body and mind. She rubbed the sore flesh where those ropes had rubbed before looking up at this Goddess. "A.. are you going to kill me?" She slowly pushed herself up and then tried to open the stone doors, pulling on them as hard as she could. She looked back frantically as the heavy portal wouldn't budge.

"Please.. Don't hurt me? I'm just.. I'm scared.." She wasn't sure if she could trust her but what choice did she have left? She moved closer to the Goddess, moving her hair back and looking up at her, "Could you please help me? I just.. just want to go home.. please." She looked down, realizing how naked she was which caused her to quickly cover herself as best she could.

She felt so tired, so ashamed, and so lonely and far from home. She took a step closer before going to her knees, looking up at the Goddess with pleading eyes. "What.. what can I do to make you let me go? Please, I just want out of this terrible place."

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

The Goddess watched as the young woman scrambled to open the doors and failed. Her fear was filling the chamber with its intoxicating scent, and it was difficult to resist taking her there and then, sating her base lusts with the young woman's body.

But the Goddess resisted this urge. She needed the woman to come to her own awakening if she was to be of any use.

"No, child. I'm not going to kill you. I'm not even going to hurt you. Yet your words wound me... you call this a 'terrible place' and yet it is my home. It has been my home for many, many years." She looked down at the kneeling woman before her and smiled at her. She was trying to hide her nakedness... so innocent... so full of possibilities. The Goddess reached out to cup her chin in her hand. The feel of warm flesh was delicious, but the Goddess herself knew that to the woman, her touch would feel faint, ghostly, and strange. For this was not her physical body that stood before the offering; it was merely a projection of her will.

"You are in my temple, child. You have been chosen by my faithful above for several qualities: your beauty, your energy, your mind, your soul. You came to this place seeking purpose. You were unhappy at your previous home, and rightfully so. Your soul is destined for greater glory than that of a peasant housewife's lot. You realize this, in your core, and that is why you are here." She paused to let her words sink in, and then stepped away. The image of her lithe body flared back into blue fire.

"Yet first, you must come to me, Veronica. Seek my altar in the inner sanctum of my temple. As you approach, I shall question you and you shall answer. How you answer shall determine your fate. Speak true to your soul and do not fear. Answer me truthfully and I shall allow you to return home."

The flame vanished, but before it did it illuminated the great stone doors on the opposite side of the room, the doors that led into the robing chamber for lay priestesses. There were many diverse garments within for the woman to choose from, but it was doubtful that she had ever worn anything as expensive or revealing as any of them. What she chose would determine which path she would take in the Goddess' service. Would she choose the role of the devoted wife? The seductive mistress? The subservient slave? The Goddess smiled to herself again; these first moments with a new convert were to be treasured.

The doors to the robing chamber parted, and within, the flickering of candlelight beckoned.

 

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Veronica

Veronica felt strange as the Goddess touched her, it felt like being touched by something that wasn't truly there. She frowned as she realized her misplaced words hurt this Goddess' feelings and quickly apologized. As this Goddess dissappeared she pulled herself up and followed the light to the door. As it opened she couldn't help but wonder at these extravagant clothes.

One appeared to be suited for some sort of wife, the other obviously for a dominatrix, and the next felt subservient. She wasn't sure what this meant. Was it another test? Was she supposed to choose the clothing that responded to her most? She took a deep breath as she entered the chamber, glancing at them all again before moving to the wife's robes. Picking them up in her arms and quickly putting them on.

She sighed with a bit of relief and then turned towards the altar, moving up to it. "Goddess..? Are.. are you still there?" She bit her lip nervously, wondering where this Goddess might have gone to that held her last hope of freedom.

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

She watched as Veronica pulled on the wife's robes, tightening the soft silk fabric with the blue sash and adjusting the plunging neckline as best she could to preserve her modesty. Yet the robes were having none of it. The goddess whispered to her again, her voice coming from all the corners of the room

"An excellent choice, my beautiful Veronica. Those robes accent your hair quite well, and your figure even moreso. It is intriguing you have chosen the robes of the wife. These are not the robes of an adventurer or glory seeker. They are the robes of one who seeks companionship, to be cared for as she cares for. Is this true? Do you wish to care for someone? Do you wish someone to take care of you? It is not unlike the role a priest plays with her goddess. The priest cares for her goddess, sees that her name is not taken in vain, spreads her teachings, and cares for her temples. In return, the goddess cares for her priestess, shielding her from pain, misery, and strife and filling her soul with love. Hmmmmmm... an interesting choice indeed."

As Veronica stepped up to the altar, the Goddess sighed.

"You look lovely, my dear. Tell me. Why do you think you ended up here? Why did you leave your home? I can surmise the base elements of the story; they're always similar on some level... but the details are what intrigue me. Why are you here, of all places, dressed in my robes and standing in my temple?"

 

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Veronica

She looked around as the voice emanated and quickly answered, "I just.. I want to be cared for, m.. my Goddess.. I have never felt.. truly loved. Perhaps.. that is what I am seeking. Perhaps that is why I took those robes." She again tried to shift the robes to cover more of her exposed flesh but to no avail.

As the Goddess asked her a new set of questions she was quick to reply, "Why did I end up here..? I.. think it was fate. I left my home because I felt lonely and out of place; I felt like I didn't belong. But.. I.. I feel.. perhaps.. I might find happiness and peace through all this.." She wasn't sure why she was saying these things, but she spoke true as the Goddess asked.

"My Goddess, may I ask something of you? Please appear before me again? I wish to behold your grace and beauty again. I want to do what I must to find contentment, can you please help me?"

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

The Goddess smiled at Veronica's answers. Whether she knew it or not, Veronica was answering the questions exactly right. She reached out to the woman, her touch settling on the flesh of her cheek, the nape of her neck, the gentle swell of an exposed breast, lightly and ghostlike. They were more like the memory of touches than touches themselves.

"In time, Veronica, you shall see me again. In very short time, in fact. But first, I need one more thing from you." Her voice was a whisper in her ear now.

"In serving me, I promise you happiness and peace. I promise you love. I promise you will be loved, not only by me, but by my faithful. Our faithful. I want you to be my voice, my vessel in the mortal realm, Veronica. Which means I need to know you completely. And those who you speak with need to know that you are my servant, my priestess. They shall know this by my mark. In the past, my priestesses have worn my mark on their brow, on the back of their neck, on the swell of their breast, on the low of the back, on the upper secrets of the thigh. Anywhere on your body is fine, yet again, the choice of location says much. A visible mark seen by all brashly proclaims your faith and demands respect by all. A mark hidden in a secret place is one that allows you to reveal your faith only to those who you select, allowing you to walk among the faithful in secret to know their true worries and desires. Tell me, my dear... where would you like to wear my mark?

 

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Veronica

She gasped as she felt that phantom touch on her cheek, her neck, and then along the curvy flesh of her breast. She couldn't help but utter a gentle sigh, the touches felt like memories, but they were wonderful memories to be remembered and treasured. She nodded as the Goddess spoke to her, "Yes, anything you wish, my Goddess."

She stood still, listening as her Goddess spoke of the locations of her mark. She thought for a moment, unsure as to where she would have this mark be placed on her body. She felt that if she would fufill her Goddess' needs, and understand the plight of her people, she would need to hide her mark. "Could you place it.. umm.. over my umm.. womanhood? I wish to hide the mark and show it only to those who are worthy, my Goddess."

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

"My, my, Veronica! Such a bold request! I think perhpas you will do quite well in my service." The Goddess giggled, her breath washing through the room and bringing with it the scent of wildflowers. She remained immaterial, but condensed her will around the woman in the room, enveloping her from all sides. To Veronica, the sensation would feel a bit like weightlessness combined with a tingling all over. The gentle, warm, gusts of wind slipping in under her robes were the Goddess' carreses. She reached in over the smooth surface of Veronica's belly, down toward her sex, until her ghostly fingers found the thatch of pubic hair. Tiny rivulets of warm air danced over her there for a moment, and the Goddess whispered again into her ear.

"A most intriguing location, my acolyte. Yet for those to whom you wish to reveal your secrets, they will need to be able to see my mark clearly. Which means... all of this must go."

The Goddess took hold of each of the tiny, curly, red hairs that wreathed Veronica's sex, from the base of her belly down under to the cleft of her buttocks. Each hair tingled, stood on end, and then gently released from her body with a whisper. The wind carried the hair away, back out of her robes and into a nearby brazier where they flared like sparks and were gone.

At the same time, the Goddess reached back inside Veronica's robes and traced her mark into the flesh just above her womanhood. Her touch burned slightly, not enough to hurt, but enough to make Veronica jump slightly. In an instant, the deed was done; a pale blue image of a hand, palm out, wearing a fingerless glove and with all fingers extended to represent the five lesser virtues of her faith: devotion, artistry, grace, beauty, and seduction. The read heart shape in the hand's palm represented the union of these five virtues in the greater virtue of lust.

As her ghostly carress drew away, leaving the robes on Veronica's body loose but in place, the Goddess whispered again.

"My inner sanctum awaits you, Veronica, beyond the doors before you. Seek me within, but before you do answer me one final question. Have you been with a lover before? A man? Or a woman?"

 

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Veronica

Veronica gave into the wonderful touches, her eyes closing as the breeze ran over her form. She tried to stifle a moan but it escaped from her pouting lips. She had never felt someone touch her this way, let alone a Goddess. She couldn't help but gasp as her pubic hair was removed and then burned. And she quickly looked underneath her robes at the mark with a blush, unable to help but notice how.. exotic it looked.

She looked up as her Mistress spoke to her and she quickly replied as best she could, "No.. I.. I have never had a lover, my Goddess. Male or female.." She felt a bit embarrased, as though she was unworthy and inexperienced. She then looked around for a moment before bowing her head, "My Goddess, thank you so."

She then moved carefully to the inner sanctum's doors, slowly pulling them open and stepping into the unknown, taking a deep breath as she met her fate with a smile. "I hope I am worthy to worship you, my Goddess."

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

"It is good, Veronica, that you come to me pure. Mortal lovers are nice and can be quite wonderful... but to truely become my servant, your first must be with me. You come to me pure, and carry no preconceptions. This is good."

As Veronica stepped into the temple's inner sanctum, the Goddess allowed the 300 candles that adorned the walls to flare into light. The room revealed was circular, with a domed ceiling above hung with sheets of velvet and silk. In the room's center was a large circular bed, about ten feet in diameter, covered with sheets of silk and velvet itself. Everything was cast in shades of blue, red, or purple. The air was scented with roses and violets, and soft unseen chimes rung now and then.

"I am here, Veronica, but you must call me into the flesh. You mus do so by displaying to me the five virtues of my teachings. Lure me into flesh with your devotion to me, your artistry in song or dance, your grace in movement, your natural beauty, your sweet honeyed words of promise and rapture. Woo me to the flesh, and I shall awaken you."

 

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Veronica

She shivered as she entered the room, nodding as her Goddess commanded her. "Yes, my Goddess, as you wish." She moved onto the bed as her breath grew more shallow. "I.. I've.. never been with another.. I.. I.." She looked down, ashamed. "I don't have the experience to be worthy of you but.. I.. I'll try."

She slipped out of her robes, showing her naked body to the cold air. Her lovely breasts were a wonderful size, perfect handfulls of tender flesh with pink little nipples at the ends. Her young flower was a perfect blossom, so pink and healthy with lucious life.She was unsure as to how to woo her Goddess to her but she decided to lay on her back.

She took a deep breath and she began to sing. It was a simple rural song that was nonetheless full of spirit and devotion. She ran her fingers down herself with a nervous touch before reaching her most sensitive erogenous zone. She began to running her fingers up and down it, unable to stifle the moan the escaped in the middle of her song. Her breath grew shallow and her nipples grew hard with her excitement and anticipation.

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

"If you are worthy of me, Veronica... you don't need experience. In fact... experience would hold you back. I seek a blank slate for my chosen."

The Goddess watched as Veronica began to sing... began to feel herself. Her body was young and ripe, and her voice smooth and welcome after so many years of croaking, coughing, sub-par offerings from the villagers. As she sang, a pale blue glow began to grow above the bed. It was a faint light at first, but as Veronica continued to sing, it began to take form, slowly transforming into the voluptuous shape of the Goddess herself. For now, she was faint, ghostly.

"Yes, Veronica... your voice is most welcome here. And although you call yourself unexperienced, your body moves naturally, seeking itself with familairity. I can see your beauty, your artistry, and even your seduction. Now show me your grace, and speak your devotion to me."

As Veronica continued to writhe and sing on the bed, the glowing form of the Goddess settled down several feet opposite on the bed. Her image was filling out, becoming solid, and as her newest priest continued her prayers, the Goddess felt the wonderful sensation of touch again as her body slowly took on weight and began to sink into the mattress.

 

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Veronica

She continued to sing as she watched her Goddess, her cheeks flush as her fingers continued to stroke the outer lips, making her womanhood quite moist and hot. As her Goddess became completely solid she finished her song, kneeling before her and bowing her head deeply. "Please, my Goddess.. take me. I beg of you to touch me.. to love me.. I wish to devote myself entirely to you, to carry your teachings and your ways as my own. Please, great and mighty Goddess.. take me."

She blushed with embarrasment at her request as she laid back on the bed and slowly spread her legs. She felt to cool air run over her warm flesh, tickling the smooth, baby soft, skin. At this moment she wouldn't wish to be anywhere else in the entire world. Her mind was full of all sorts of intoxicating thoughts that clouded logic and reason though it was doubtful she would need those things for the moment ahead.

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

As Veronica spoke the last of her devotions, the Goddess sighed and became flesh. Her body sank into the foamy mattress of the large bed, and she reveled for a moment in the sudden feel of being solid again after such a long time. It had been decades since an acolyte of such promis as Veronica had come to her, and now that she was here, the Goddess was more than ready to accept her.

She rose to a kneeling position, and then turned to place herself between Veronica's legs, her own knees brushing at her acolyte's as she looked down upon her body, taking in its beauty. Her skin was so pale, so soft, so inviting. Her hair spread out from her head in a sunburst of red. As she observed, she allowed herself to be observed, allowed Veronica to take in her own form. The Goddess had thick, dark hair, the color of midnight, and it ran down to the small of her back. Her skin was the lightest of blue, and with the exception of the single fingerless glove she wore on her right hand (her personal symbol), she was as naked as Veronica.

The Goddess noted the scrapes and bruises the villagers had left on her as they had so crudely dumped her into the temple entrance. The Goddess leaned over Veronica and passed her hands over the bruises, and they faded away. The Goddess leaned back again, and looked into Veronica's eyes.

She smiled as she saw the devotion there. One of her hands dropped to Veronica's thigh, her fingers tickling the flesh gently as they slid up toward her newly shorn sex. The Goddess' eyes flickered down to take in the sight of her glistening slit and her fresh mark above. Her fingers grazed tantilizingly close to the edge of reason before she pulled away. Veronica sighed in disapointment before she could catch herself.

"Never fear, my chosen one. I shall take you, many times and in many ways. Just as you shall take me. Yet it's simply not right to race to the mountaintop and plunge from the cliff. Often... the journey to release can be just as rewarding." The Goddess clamberd lithely over Veronica's leg to lie down beside her. She reached out to cup her chin, turning her face toward her own. With her other hand, she stroked at Veronica's hair, allowing her fingers to slide through her crimson tresses. The Goddess smiled, then leaned in. She paused, her lips a fraction of an inch before Veronica's, and allowed a rose-scented breath to escape from betwen her own to wash over Veronica's face.

"Use all of your senses to experience me, Veronica. Look into my eyes, see my love for you. Listen to my voice, hear me proclaim my need for you. Feel my hands upon your face, along your scalp, their heat warm against your skin. Smell my breath, my scent, take it into your lungs and hold it. And taste..." With that, the Goddess kissed Veronica, pressed her lips against her wetly and firmly. Her tongue slid out and into Veronica's mouth, exploring, tasting its way into the warm wet until it found something to taste it back.

 

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Veronica

She couldn't help but stare up at her Goddess, looking over every detail, every inch of perfect flesh. She was like a marble statue hewn from the hands of the greatest masters. The Goddess was absolutely breathtaking and she could think of nothing more then being her lover. Her cheeks flushed and she sighed, was she truly worthy of this unbelievable creature? Was she truly worthy to share a bed with her?

As the Goddess noticed her bruises she frowned and quickly tried to apologize, "I.. I'm sorry, my Goddess.. I didn't mean for it to.." And then her eyes widened in wonder as her Goddess healed her sore flesh of it's painful bruises and scrapes. "Thank you, my Goddess.. how can I ever repay you?"

Her body responded in so many ways as her patron diety touched her. Her fingers were so soft across her skin and she began to grow truly excited. Her glistening lips began to trickel with her fragrant juices and she began to breath heavily, anticipating the sweet moment when her Goddess would touch her. When that moment didn't come, she sighed in great dissapointment.

Those hands were so soft, she could barely think of anything but that satin like feeling of her hands as she touched her face and hair with them. She looked deep into her Goddess' eyes, seeing only love and admiration and in that moment she felt truly loved, truly cared about. She wanted to lean that inch closer to press her lips to her, but she knew her Goddess would dissapprove. She breathed in her fragrant perfume and the scent of rose that was carried on her breath with a content sigh.

She did as the Goddess required and opened her body to these experiences. Moving all her senses outward to her Goddess. Those eyes, that love that they held for her. It was like a mother looking on her child, but it was a deeper love in so many more ways. That voice was a siren song in itself and she drank it's melodies in. That warmth her Goddess gave with her touch was so satisfying, more so than the ghostly touches she had received before.

And then the kiss. Her eyes widened, staring right back into the orbs of her Goddess. Her arms slowly wrapped around this lovely, blue, form and she held to her Goddess, pressing her naked body to her's. She moaned softly, unable to explain her bliss in any other way as she suckled on that pale blue muscle that explored her mouth. She followed suit and began to lick her own tongue across the Goddess', their tongue's dancing together in a passionate waltz.

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

The Goddess exhaled as they kissed, her breath flowing into Veronica's mouth and out over her cheeks. The kiss continued for several more moments, their tongues exploring and tasting each other, and when the Goddess finally broke it, a string of saliva bridged the gap between their lips for a moment before falling back onto Veronica's cheek. The Goddess smiled and dipped in to lick up the glistening trail from Veronica's jawline.

She kissed her again, this time on the chin. Several more kisses followed, each one trailing a little lower down her neck, her shoulder, until the Goddess reached Veronica's flushed, heaving breasts. She began to massage them, pressing them up and together to form some wonderful cleavage and then pressing down on them, feeling the tender flesh compress under her hands, She dipped down her head and licked teasingly at a nipple, then took it into her mouth and caught it between her teeth and tongue. She teased it some more, then pulled back, tugging at Veronica's breast until the nipple popped out of her mouth, wet and hard. She returned to it immediately, suckling it like a babe to its mother while one hand massaged the other breast. Her other hand slid down Veronica's side and around to cup her buttock, her fingertips sliding up and tantalizingly close to the cleft between her legs.

 

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Veronica

As she indulged in this kiss, all thoughts of this beautiful woman as her Goddess faded away. The Goddess was her lover, so gentle, so caring. She blushed heavily under those tender lips and couldn't believe what was happening. She had never felt so complete in her life, never so satisfied or content with her place in the world.

As her love lowered, placing kisses upon her body she could only run her fingers through that hair. She let out whimpers and moans as those lips went lower and lower down over her neck and chest until they reached her breasts. She arched her back as she was touched in this way, such smooth hands working the flesh of her globes. "Ah.. oh.. please, touch me.. Hold me, Goddess. I need you so much!"

As those lips and tongue hit her lovely pink nub the breath was knocked out of her and she went silent. She bit down on her own lip, stifling the moan that tried to emerge from her mouth. Her body was growing hot, sweat beginning to drip down her nubile form, due to the careful ministrations of her loving Goddess. And when that hand cupped her rear she finally achieved her very first climax.

It was like nothing she had ever felt, an energy building up inside her and bursting out. Her young womanhood's juices flowed and poured down onto the bed as she rocked her hips against the air. She could keep her voice quiet no longer and let out a scream that was half wanton abandon and half siren song. She felt as though she had touched a spark of the divine and though it left her tired, she wanted more, and her lusty eyes, gazing at the Goddess' showed just that.

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

As the orgasm pulsed through Veronica's body, the Goddess paused. It was a tremulous, hesitant climax, but an honest one nevertheless. Veronica's scream of lust was enough to indicate that whatever its strength, it had certainly been unlike anything she had felt before.

"That was but a taste of your awakening, Veronica," the Goddess whispered softly around the nipple in her mouth. "What I shall show you now is somehting more."

She released the nipple and slid down her body, her eyes remaining locked with Veronica's as she settled between her legs. She ran her hands up over her hips and slid them under her torso to cradle her, and then lowered her face to her dripping sex. The scent of her lust was intoxicating, and the Goddess closed her eyes and inhaled, holding her breath for a moment before exhaling out over her quivvering slit.

The Goddess leaned forward, and at the last moment her tongue flicked out. Their lips met in a wet kiss, and Veronica's hips bucked upward into the Goddess' face. She responded by pressing harder against her, sliding her tongue up between her smooth lips to cup the tender bud above, teasing it, tasting it, allowing her spittle to run back down to pool on the mattress below. One of her hands slid down Veronica's body, alighting on her sex, tenderly pulling her lips apart to give her tonge more room to explore. And one of her fingers paused over her virgin entrance, poised to enter yet not quite ready.

With a slurp, the Goddess lifted her head to meet Veronica's eyes. Her face was slick with their love when she said, "This may hurt for a moment, my child, but it is a necessary pain. It shall mark the passage of your body and soul from your life before into your new life as my priestess. Are you ready for this? I would not take this from you without your consent, Veronica..."

 

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Veronica

She gasped as the Goddess moved down her body between her legs, her eyes widening. "Oh my.. Oh.. Ah!" The anticipation was driving her mad, her eyes rolling back as she took in a deep breath. Her body immediatly exhaled it as that tongue touched her wet outer lips for the first time. "Gahh! Oh, yes!" She spread her legs more and raised her hips up to that tongue, seeking more of that touch.

She was now drenched in sweat, shivering and shaking as her Goddess tasted her young flower. That lovely tongue was taking her back to that wonderful, tiring, moment of true bliss once more. It's pale blue running over the small but drenched lips of her pink pussy. She only grew more and more aroused, her juices mixing with the Goddess' saliva in a fragrant pool underneath her legs.

She looked back down at her Goddess, looking deep into her loving eyes. Eyes were the window to the soul, and her soul told this Goddess that Veronica was head over heels in love with her loving diety. She breathed heavily, listening as her Goddess told her what was to be her choice. She couldn't help but blush and look away. The Goddess wished to take her virginity, the Goddess wished to make her Priestess a woman.

She nodded slightly and smiled, "Yes, please.. please take it? I want to be yours.. I want to be your priestess.. your lover."

 

[Pywakit]

The Goddess

Veronica's consent caused the Goddess to glow with a faint shimmer of energy. If just this small amount of faith and devotion was enough to increase her divine power, the Goddess could imagine the flow when her new high priestess returned to the world to spread her word. But there was much to do before then.

She slid her index and middle fingers down along Veronica's slit, sawing them vertically between her lips, coating them with their mixed fluids until they shone in the candlelight. She then bent low and took Veronica's clitors in her lips, cradling and lapping it with her tongue, sucking and pulling on it to stimulate her body all the more. She wanted to dull the momentary pain as best she could with pleasure, but not mask it all together.

The Goddess pressed the tips of her index and middle fingers against Veronica's opening. It gripped her tightly, shuddering and dripping with anticipation. With her other hand, she reached out and took hold of one of Veronica's hands, holding it in reassurance and love as she began to ease her spit-slickened fingers into her virgin canal. When she met the resistance of her maidenhood, the Goddess paused for a moment, then as she gave Veronica's clit another wet tug, she pushed in with her fingers and made the woman her own.

 

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Veronica

The Goddess' loving tongue caused her to take in a sharp breath as her hips raised. She had never felt so amazing before until her lover began to work her most sensitive nub of flesh. She bit on her own lip, her cheeks growing a deeper shade of red. "Yes! Oh, yes! Ohhh!" She felt like she was going to go mad, unable to take much more of this as she knew her second climax wasn't far behind.

The anticipation hit her hard, but didn't cause that torrent of womanly nectars to be released. She was ready to become her Goddess' servant, her lover, and her priestess. As those fingers ran over her pussy she grew even wetter, her body dripping with sweat and her slit with anticipation. She could hardly speak now, only able to whisper with lust as she laid underneath her Goddess', "Yes... please.. take me.."

And when those fingers pressed inward on her slit she spread her legs, sighing as her tight womanhood was invaded by those pale blue fingers. She took the Goddess' hand and gripped it tight, shuddering with anticipation and a small bit of fear. She moaned loudly as those fingers slid further into her, she could barely contain herself now.

Now those fingers pushed past that maidenhood, claiming her virginity and making her a woman in one single moment. She felt such incredible pain, yet the pleasure her Goddess brought to her by stimulating her small nub helped to dull it somewhat. She let out a scream, arching her back as all this forced her to reach climax. She couldn't help herself as her juices ran from her claimed womanhood, nectar and blood had mixed together, creating a faintly red liquid. "Oh, my Goddess! It.. it hurts so much! P.. please, hold me!"

 

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The Goddess

The Goddess kept her fingers inside Veronica's body, but shifted her position. She slid up Veronica's side and released her hand, sliding her arm under her shoulders and lifting her up from the bed. As she did, the Goddess deftly clambered around her body, sliding a leg around her waist so that presently, she was sitting behind her priestess, her left hand wraped around her waist and her fingers still inside her still shuddering canal. The Goddess wrapped her legs around Veronica's waist, pressing her own sex against the small of her back, and with her other hand she reached around under her arm to carress and hold her breasts from behind. She hooked her chin over Veronica's other shoulder and whispered in her ear.

"Breathe, Veronica. Relax, and breathe, and feel my love for you wrap you as my body wraps you. Breathe, and then tell me when you are ready for more..."

As she embraced Veronica, the Goddess allowed her energy to flow out through her, soothing the pain inside her as her body magically healed and adjusted itself into womanhood.

 

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Veronica

She sighed contently, the pain was still there, but she didn't notice it as much now that her Goddess dulled the sensation. She rested in those soft arms, blushing as she felt her Goddess' womanhood press against the small of her back. She smiled at her, leaning in and kissing across her cheek. She looked away slowly as her cheeks grew a deeper shade of red.

She didn't want to be forward in asking anything of her Goddess, but she thought it only fair that she do something for her Goddess after all she had done for her. "My.. My Goddess, may I please pleasure you, as you have pleasured me? I love you so much, I want you to feel just as wonderful as I have felt. Your love comforts me, and makes me feel complete."