God of Whores Ch. 06

He would remember the girls who tried to confuse him into submission, one sitting on his face for the cunt-eat of her life, another riding his cock while the third alternated ministrating love to his balls and ass. One by one they came first and came hard, writhing through multiple crescendos of pleasure at his conquering hand.

He would remember when he could finally see Zoe's mind break. He'd fucked her many times by now, but she'd always retained a smug spark like when they'd first made love, like she was holding back and could handle him if she really wanted to. As he blasted her cunt at insane speeds, her ankles by her head, that light behind her eyes finally changed, she cried out gibberish as he brought her to an orgasm that could have filled a wine-barrel for all the nectar she fountained out. She finally knew that he was more than she could handle, no matter how hard she tried.

He would remember the last holdout, poor Xenia trying every trick on him, gagging herself on his gargantuan cock, power-bouncing her tits over every inch of him, feeding him into her cunt and then even her ass, her frustration clear in her own orgasming cry, "CUM GODS DAMN YOU! CUM! CUM FOR ME! FUCK YOU CUM!"

Finally, when she'd completely passed out he couldn't help but smugly sneer and finally answered her, "Okay, if you insist."

He jacked himself to completion at last, milking rope after arm-sized rope onto her exposed flesh, completely bathing her in his spunk, marking her in a way that felt almost permanent to him for all the copious supply of it.

Afterwards, he finally allowed himself to sleep, grinning to himself with the knowledge that he could have gone on much longer if he needed. The next morning he awoke to a graciously administered gang-blowjob from all the girls, each of them seemingly utterly infatuated with him now. When he was fully erect Xenia (still caked with him he noticed) crept close, "I'm going to measure you. Whatever permanent growth you'll experience from what you did should have set in by now."

Pericles nodded his approval and watched with fascination as she brought one of the temples cock-measuring sticks to bear against his monstrous morning-wood.

"Yup, you've grown a quarter inch!" She exclaimed with glee.

Pericles felt a bit disappointed, "That's it? I thought a drop could be lethal!"

Zoe gave his balls a good-morning kiss before moving up to join the conversation, "Pericles! Don't be greedy about this! Remember that normally the growth men see takes MONTHS and MONTHS! You've gained a quarter inch in ONE night."

Pericles nodded at her sage wisdom before shoving her face back into his slobbery balls. She had a point.

As he was orally worshipped he lay back and thought on his approach. Zeus had said he would only need a month of training to master the Goddess and High Priestess, and he did feel ready, but another part of him said that he didn't want to just "win" this little contest of wills, no. He wanted to utterly crush the two of them, ruin them, and make them beg for his dick for the rest of time. He formulated a plan.