Cold Stone

Morgan stood near Lucas, tense and waiting for signals from his Master. Lita could not understand the syllables that flew from Lucas's mouth but she saw the other priests scramble into position in response. They raised her to her knees and she felt the cold stone dig into her flesh, but she welcomed the cleansing pain.

From the tray that Morgan had brought, a dagger was produced. Though it was clearly made of steel, it had no luminescence, seeming to detract light; almost to absorb it, and no reflections glittered from its surface despite the full moon. It lay in Morgan's hands, dark and lusterless, but still it stood out as if in relief to the night world they occupied. Its handle was ornately carved and Lita felt the presence of "old" as she looked at it.

Morgan bowed his head and held the dagger out to Lucas. Once the Master gripped the handle, it began to glow. He approached the quivering girl, reached underneath her, and laid the blade against her belly. Lita gasped as it burnt its shape into her skin. Startled, but spellbound, she saw tendrils of smoke rise from her body and she writhed in agony, wondering only how a metal blade exposed to the cool night air could be so hot.

Lucas captured her chin in His hand and lifted her face to His. His handsomeness was gone, but Lita was enamored of Him all the same. Her eyes traced the horns that protruded from His skull and she smiled tenderly as His grin revealed sharp fangs where teeth had once been.

"My lover," she whispered.

"My Queen," He responded.

The moment gone, Lucas tilted her head back roughly until her neck screamed in protest as He moved the blade to her throat. The priests held her still. Lucas's harsh voice uttered chants in a singsong sound that belied His brutal appearance and very slowly, He dipped the blade into an artery in her neck.

Lita cried out. She felt the burning blade push against her tightened skin until it pierced; she felt its hot entrance as it slipped inside her, opening her vein and allowing her clean blood to flow in a single river of perfection.

Lucas lifted her limp body and settled His mouth against the opening. He sucked hard and like a hiss of hot air, Lita heard her life force begin to trickle from her to her Master. She sighed, allowing herself to drown in bliss.

Behind her, Morgan organized an assault. He positioned one of the lesser priests, holding the man's huge and erect cock against the opening to Lita's ass. She began to moan and press back against the appendage. Morgan directed the priest, who was lost in the throes of religious ecstasy. He told the priest to fuck himself into the girl. He told him to rip her open, and to spare no tenderness.

"The girl must be subjugated. She must be broken down and built anew, clean and pure for Master." His instructions grew harsh and Lita felt the man behind her tremble. "Fuck the girl. Fuck her asshole. Cleanse her for the One we worship." Impatience seeped in, "Do it now!"

With a mighty thrust, the priest pushed and Lita felt a rending occur. She screamed, releasing a fresh burst of blood into the mouth of her Master. Lucas groaned and drank from her. She saw Him change once more as He grew large before her eyes, His back bending to accommodate His new height. From behind Him, a tail began to emerge and Lita watched, fascinated, as it grew and twisted around Lucas as if it were not attached to His body. The tail snaked up and touched Lita's belly, stroking her breasts, lapping at her nipples with its forked end. Behind her, the priest in her asshole fell into rapture and plunged his cock deeper into her ass.

"Oh! Oh, Master! Oh Master! Oh!" She cried.

The pain was immense, but Lita felt herself give way to it; she welcomed it, became part of it, and its power moved her to tears. She pushed against the priest, careful not to dislodge her beloved from His feast, and fucked the lesser priests' cock enthusiastically. She heard the man groan, felt him grip her buttocks until they bled as he ruthlessly hammered into her, and she waited anxiously for the release of his seed knowing that she would grow strong from it to better feed her Master.

Lucas had doubled in body size. Staggering as though drunk on Lita's blood, He lifted His head and peered over her shoulder grunting His pleasure at seeing His Queen impaled so mightily. He growled and threw His head back as His forked tail caressed Lita's nipples.

The priest shuddered and cried out as cum exited his body. He plunged once more and held on, climaxing inside her. Lita whispered encouragement as the power of his ejaculation filled her. She reached down and guided her Master's head back to her neck.

"Drink, my Love. Grow strong for me."

Lucas settled His lips around her seeping slit like a nursing child and Lita prepared herself for the next assault.

Morgan acted swiftly, and Lita saw, through her detached mind, that Morgan's body quivered and his cock had reached a state of hardness unlike any she had ever seen. He shoved the second priest into place and urged him to enter the girl's asshole. The spent priest that had just vacated her hole bent his head to lick away his excess semen, which had escaped from around the new intruder.

Lita squealed in delight, and empowered now, thrust her small ass rapidly, sucking the new cock deep into her cavity and squeezing her muscles around him. She was anxious to fuck her Master and wished to speed up this maddening process.

The tail that had so wonderfully stroked her nipples moved to her pussy, its slightly feathered edges brushing her clitoris until it grew taut and rose up from her labia. It throbbed and trembled and Lita moaned softly. Lucas slowed His suction and teased her cut with His tongue. The feeling was pleasure undefined and Lita wallowed in it while her hips and tight ass reduced the second fucking priest to a mass of pure sensation. The man called out his orgasm and bent low over her, emptying with unrestrained pleasure deep into her ass.

Lucas slid from His place at her neck, sated and nearly full. He moved to slide under her, bellowing new orders to His faithful servant, Morgan. Lita felt the heat of the blade as it pierced again, nearly swooning as it dipped into the femoral artery of her left thigh. She knew this could extinguish her life, but she trusted Master to know what He was doing and so she accepted only the pleasure it gave, rejecting the fear.

Her Master sighed and drank from the new cut and Lita suffered waves of dizziness. Before her eyes, Lucas's cock came into view as He shifted his position beneath her. It was truly massive. It climbed up from a thick bed of softly curling hair; it pulsed visibly and glowed a subtle red, as if about to tap into a cauldron of lava. Lita's mouth watered and she opened her lips at the same time that Morgan's face appeared in front of her. Together they shared a knowing look: one of deep love and desire for their Master. Lita knew that Morgan wished to serve, maybe even more than she did. With an inclination of her head, she signaled her intentions to share her Beloved and together, they began to stroke Master's huge cock with their tongues.

Lucas moaned and thrust His hips upward. His tail continued to play upon Lita's clit as He suckled from her thigh. The third priest was already fucking her ass, his cock perhaps the largest yet aside from Master's, and the burning pleasure that it gave her caused her movements to become more frenzied. Lita felt her approach to climax; it lifted her, buoying her body high to a place of pleasure she had never visited before. She thought that she would be put to the test to endure the pleasure that fucking Master would give her as she could barely withstand the ripples that stabbed her body now.

Morgan inched closer and took Master's cockhead into his mouth. It excited Lita to watch him suck it so desperately. Master moaned, His breath coating her legs with warmth. Greedily, she moved to recapture the treasure from Morgan, but Master bade her wait.

"Let him drink, my Queen. It will enslave him to us forever, and we'll have need of such a servant."

Regretfully, Lita drew back and fitted her hands around the portion of Master's cock that Morgan could never hope to reach. She allowed herself to move against the dick in her ass as she watched Morgan submit to Master just for a taste of His seed. She admired his zeal and vowed to excel above it in order to please Master even better.

Lucas inserted his tongue deeply into the cut on Lita's thigh. She screamed and squeezed harder on the base of His cock, flexing her body hard so as to force more blood from her veins into His mouth. Morgan's eyes grew round and wide as the massive meat inside his mouth began to shudder. Lita saw the effect; she saw Morgan's cheeks bulge and then contract and she knew a mighty blast was coming. Morgan groaned and began to suck with a fervor that impressed his small audience and at the same time, he gripped his own cock and pumped viciously.

Lita was spinning through the beginnings of orgasm, feeling the huge cock imbedded in her asshole piston in, then out again, ripping into her to a place deeper than any of the cocks before it had reached. She bore down, pushing, thrusting, fucking onto that dick. Impaling herself over and over. Sweat dripped from her hair as she strained to consume him. The priests' cock slipped through the last remaining barrier and seated itself into the depths of her warm bowels mixing blood with the other fluids that flowed there. She gripped Master's shaft; she pulled the too-hot flesh, jerking it and encouraging Master to give Morgan a taste.

Lucas grunted. It was coming; He was cumming. Lita rushed the rest of the way toward her own pinnacle, and the priest fucking her asshole succumbed to the moist heat that caressed his cock. He and Morgan began to cum as Lita and Master guided the whole event. Lucas stroked His bride's thighs, licked her clitoris alongside His talented tail, and as Lita climbed high enough to soar through the sky, Lucas released a massive burst of semen into the mouth of His most loyal servant.

Morgan wailed his delight as he tried to contain the volume of that single shot of body heated seed. Delirious with pleasure, and drunk on his Master's elixir, Morgan came hard and long, decorating the ground underneath him with blast after blast of cum, his face dripping from Master's huge release.

Satisfied, Morgan staggered back and relinquished the coveted prize. Lita pounced and enveloped Master's cock with her mouth. She pulled at the head, tonguing the slit that still oozed precious drops of Master cum. Lucas growled His pleasure, but there was warning in His voice as well. Risking His wrath, Lita plunged her tongue into His slit one final time, trembling violently and pulling one more stream of cum from His body, then she let go and lay still, panting.

Movement from beneath her roused her from her pleasure. She lifted up to allow Master freedom and felt herself dumped to the wet ground. Dawn was about to break and the moon was waning. She glanced down in amazement at her abused body. Beautiful red blood covered nearly all of her skin. She gasped and admired herself. Her slender thighs, her white skin peeking through vivid red, her engorged clitoris and ravaged nipples, all were startling to behold. Not one part of her body was unmarred and Lita thought that she had never appeared lovelier.

Master took her hand and pulled her to her feet, catching her as she swayed. She barely reached His waist He had grown so immense, and that still human part of her quivered in a mixture of fear and delight. He placed her upon the slab and took Morgan by his neck. Moving Lita's legs up to expose her pussy and ass, Master drove Morgan's face against her asshole.

"Cleanse her!" He growled.

Morgan's tongue flew from his mouth as he sucked the priests' cum from her hole. Lita inhaled sharply, her sound low and husky. Master was going to fuck her, now. She would become His for eternity and rule the dark world by His side. Flutters of anticipation caused her body to shiver and she rose up to meet Morgan's tongue, bearing down to force the remnants of semen into Morgan's willing mouth. Power surged through her veins as she realized she had the world at her feet, beginning here with Morgan and the other priests, and extending to no known boundaries. High on her status, she whispered to Morgan.

"Yes, pet. Drink it all down. Suck it from me and swirl it on your tongue. Taste what the followers have sacrificed. You belong to Master, to me, to Us. Forever. From this moment on, your will is Ours, your life is Ours. Forever!"

Morgan continued to suck the cum from Lita's asshole; he was thirsty, hungry, and greedy for more. Lita felt his tongue climb high into her ass, searching, seeking, drinking. She closed her eyes and wallowed in his submission, but Master was ready to complete their union.

Roughly, He dislodged Morgan and tossed him to the ground. As He climbed into place, towering above His bride, He issued one last command to Morgan.

"Suck them! Suck them all and drink what they give to you."

Morgan hurried to comply as the priests gathered around holding their cocks out for Morgan to suck. Lita turned her head and watched as he took the priests into his mouth one by one; she approved of his compliance and understood that this was a momentous turning point for Morgan, as it was for her. Morgan was proving himself, showing Master that he would do anything for Him. Lita understood the feeling well.

Lucas, her only Master, lowered His head and captured Lita's lips. He bit and nibbled, drawing blood and coaxing her to allow Him to consume her. She thrived on His touch and began to spread her thighs. Master's tongue slipped into her mouth and probed her throat as His bride moaned beneath Him.

At last, He lifted His head and looked into her eyes. Reaching between them, He placed His cock at the entrance to her pussy and began to press.

"Master! Oh, Master, please say that it will fit. Force it if you must; I have to fuck you!"

He nodded, snarling in His passion until His lips revealed those sharp teeth. Leaning forward, He reached under and cupped her buttocks then began a series of hard, but undamaging thrusts that allowed His enormous cock to snake its way inside her.

Lita screamed, her voice a beacon in the night; a beacon that drew the attention of night creatures lurking in the shadows. The lightening sky became as black as a raven's wings as the air filled with flutters and hisses and slithering movements. She felt the audience approach and trembled with fear, but Master was there to protect her. He would allow no harm to come to His queen.

With a savage growl that pierced all who could hear, Master plunged and finally forced His cock into His bride. He began to fuck her hard and fast, and Lita writhed in the ultimate pain. After a time, as she grew accustomed to His size, she relaxed and put her arms around His body.

"My Master. My Love. My Husband. Give me Your seed. Give me Your child."

Lucas reacted to her pleas. He fucked her relentlessly, pounding so hard that her cuts were torn anew and fresh blood coated both their bellies. Lita began to feel the familiar and welcome stirrings of pleasure. She grunted against His belly and worked her hips to accept all of him. Master's tail began to tickle her, sliding its feathery edges across her pussy to stab at her clit repeatedly.

"Oh," she moaned. "Master, I will cum for you soon."

He seized her legs and jerked them straight as He lifted Himself upright and thrust quickly into her pussy. His nostrils released torrents of steam and His tail moved down to probe against her asshole.

"Yes!" she hissed. "Take me there, too, my Love. Take all of me."

The tail entered her asshole and scissored back and forth, introducing her body to new delights as it moved inside her to explore every inner inch of her body. She was caught between two delightful invaders and orgasm was moving swiftly through her body, building to a release she doubted she could sustain, yet, she welcomed the chance to try.

Lucas flexed and increased His fucking, making certain that there was no chance His seed would escape before its job was done. The girl's enthusiasm was contagious, proving that the priests had done a fine job selecting His queen. Lita struggled to match Master's thrusts but found she could only hang on helplessly as pain and pleasure stole her breath and transported her to ecstasy once more.

The priests and the other members of the audience were coupling in randy, frenzied form. Voluptuous witches emerged from the shadows with black eyes and creaming cunts. They assaulted the suckling Morgan as he slurped down the seed the lesser priests had unleashed upon him. The dark enchantresses took turns mounting Morgan, eliciting high cries of delight from him as they rode his cock to orgasm one after another.

Lita concentrated, climax approaching, pleasure climbing unbearably. She clawed at Master's hips and began to scream. She screamed loud and long, unable to withstand the pressure of Master's engorged cock. He mercilessly drew her closer and moved His hips side-to-side as His cock entered into her belly.

Master roared when His climax came. He lifted His head, parted His lips, and howled into the night as His lava-like cum flowed uninterrupted into His queen's body. Lita gasped through the final convulsions of her orgasm, only to have it begin again as Master's semen boiled her cunt. His cock grew so wide it applied the most exquisite pressure upon her swollen clitoris and with a last, strangled cry of pleasure, Lita collapsed in Master's arms, His cum rolling out of her in waves of hot liquid.

When she awoke, she was ensconced safely within His castle. With wonder, she looked around her new home and felt contentment in her dark surroundings. Within her womb, a little Prince had already begun to grow. Lita stroked her Husband's face and slept.