The Fires of Beltane

[SugarDeSpice]

Lalaina
Priestess of Avalon
Black hair
Grey eyes
5 ft 3 in
110lbs
34c

Lalaina had been chosen as the Virgin Huntress and the other priestesses were preparing her for the King Stag. They painted the henna on her body, and drapped her in robes of blue and purple.

Then with the jeweled mask in place, the women led her through the men and women celebrating the rites of fertility of the Beltane Festival.

She was led to a cave that was lite with candles and torches. A large bed was placed in the middle, made up of furs and rich blankets.

Leaving her on the bed, the women left with a small giggle.

Lalaina took a deep breath, awaiting the man who would be wearing the mask of the King Stag and take her.

 

[DemonGSides]

Lalaina
Priestess of Avalon
Black hair
Grey eyes
5 ft 3 in
110lbs
34c

Lalaina had been chosen as the Virgin Huntress and the other priestesses were preparing her for the King Stag. They painted the henna on her body, and drapped her in robes of blue and purple.

Then with the jeweled mask in place, the women led her through the men and women celebrating the rites of fertility of the Beltane Festival.

She was led to a cave that was lite with candles and torches. A large bed was placed in the middle, made up of furs and rich blankets.

Leaving her on the bed, the women left with a small giggle.

Lalaina took a deep breath, awaiting the man who would be wearing the mask of the King Stag and take her.

He was chosen.

He was the 'chosen one'.

Destined to take the virginity of the women.

Donning the ceremonial mask, he made his way towards the cave. Upon arriving, he hid, awaiting the woman. They arrived, and then they all left.

Except one.

He walked in, 6'5'', 210 pounds of pure muscle, rippling. However, he was also lean, a runner, a wealth of stamina. He would show her the ways of true release.

"I was told to meet a young woman here. I assume you are it.

I am Glorfindel. You are?"

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Lalaina tilted her head.

As the Virgin Huntress is not supposed to speak.

Instead she moved the blankets and furs coving her on the bed away.

 

[DemonGSides]

"Good... You know your place well..."

The mighty King Stag mask covered up his face, and a good deal of his chest. He had no top coverings, and only a small sash on his lower half.

He walked forwards, as she moved the furs away. She was there. He removed the sash.

His manhood sat there limp. It would take more than some silent priestess to catch his interest...