Indriana: The Making of a Priestess
Rhys.the.Mage
This is a work of erotic fiction located in a medieval fantasy setting. It is not intended for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone without the maturity to handle the content. Contact the author here email
Chapter 1
Indriana sat in a large, ornately decorated chair with a high winged back. It was covered in a fine plush red material and had wide comfortable arms. The room was dimly lit, and shadows cast by candlelight obscured the corners of the room and revealed only the large bed in the center. A mirror on the wall at the head of the bed reflected the weak light and made the room seem brighter than it really was. Outside the room floorboards creaked as persons walked by, the sounds of doors opening and closing alternately ushering in and then taking away pairs of feet and their owners. A small bell chimed three times and Indriana arose from her chair and turned toward the door.
She plucked a small vial from the top drawer of her dresser and said a prayer to her goddess. "Allorn hear my prayer tonight, protect me in your loving sight, true belief favors right, keep me healthy and free of child this night." And with that, she upended the vial and swallowed the contents, noting as always the pleasant taste of vanilla and one other item that no one could ever name. Wrapped in a curve hugging dress that was nearly transparent, Indiana exited her room and bounded down the stairs, eager to join the other young women in the foyer.
At the bottom of the stairs Indriana found herself sixth in line. Though she herself was raven haired, the others were blond, red haired and brunette. All were well proportioned, some with larger breasts and some, like Indriana, with very average sized assets. The size of said assets did not have a large effect on the overall number of customers that selected her, though the larger breasted girls did think they had an edge. "Indriana," Morgan the house mother called, "Step forward."
There were no scowls or looks of disappointment on the other girls' faces as the black haired beauty stepped out of line, clearly the selection of the cowled figure standing just inside the door and next to Morgan. The cowled figure nodded once, and Morgan said, "Back to your rooms now."
Indriana reached out for the cowled figure, but he did not offer an arm or hand. She turned toward the stairs, "Follow me please."
She led her quiet and mysterious caller up the stairs and into her room. Once inside and the door shut, Indriana said not a word as she faced her customer, pulled the sash from about her waist and shrugged the dress to the floor with a practiced flair. She then climbed on the bed, displaying her shapely ass and flared pussy for his benefit. Even without checking she knew she was wet and ready for him. She turned and sat on the bed, spreading her legs to give him a good view of her inflamed pussy as she started to finger herself. "I am ready when you are, good sir. Please don't make me wait. Or beg."
A chuckle came from under the cowl, and it was not the laugh of a man. Indriana stopped her hand, not embarrassed so much as surprised by the sound. "I've not been with many ladies, but I am certain I can please you," she said.
Delicate hands emerged from the cloak and pushed the cowl back to reveal a beautiful woman. Indriana guessed her age at no more than thirty summers, for their were no lines on her face and her features were perfect. Her lustrous red hair was in a pony tail, probably to keep it hidden under her cowl. The woman unbuttoned her cloak and with equal ease, shrugged it to the floor. Underneath she was wearing a shimmering blue dress, one looking as made from silk and clinging to every part of her body. Indriana found her eyes drawn to the woman's chest and the largest and most beautiful breasts she had ever seen. Somehow the dress exposed more of those remarkable breasts than it covered, and yet it still remained in place. Indriana moved to a kneeling position on the bed, still watching the other woman.
"You are Indriana?"
The raven haired beauty nodded, unsure of what exactly was going on.
"This will be easier and faster if you speak to me."
"Yes, miss. I am Indriana."
"Do you recognize me?"
An eyebrow raised, and then both eyebrows shot up and her mouth dropped open as she recognized the High Priestess of the Temple. She made the sign of the goddess Allorn, touching both index fingers to her nose then crossing her hands to place her fingertips on her nipples then crossing them back to their respective nipples to complete the triangle, and whispered, "Forgive me, Mother."
Another chuckle. "Nonsense child. Look at me." When the younger woman did so, she said, "Will you find it easier to speak to me if you put on some clothes?" Indriana shook her head slowly.
The High Priestess sat in the high-backed chair and ran her fingertips over the arms. "My name is Tessa. Would you like to know why I am here?"
"Yes, Mother."
"Quit being so formal. I told you my name so you would use it."
"Yes, Tessa."
"Better. Rumor has it that you enjoy your work more than any other in the city. Would you say that is true?"
"Tessa, I hardly know what everyone else in the city thinks."
"Don't fence with me. You know what I am asking you."
"Yes, Mother."
"Yes, Tessa. And what do you mean by yes?"
"I mean that yes, I enjoy myself immensely."
"It is unlikely you would have that reputation if you were simply an accomplished actress, but for what I would propose I must be certain." Tessa stood and put her face an inch from Indriana's. "Say the first thing that comes to mind. If I could no longer fuck, I would--"
"Rather die," the young woman blurted out, then quickly shut her mouth.
Tessa nodded and her face became serious. "Word has just reached me of a terrible tragedy in Korath. An earthquake has injured more than a third of the city's people, and the Temple was severely damaged. The Temple's store of the elixir will be gone within a couple days as the demand for its healing power quickly depletes their supply. It is worse still because they cannot provide more. We are the nearest Temple." Tessa looked into Indriana's eyes, "Will you aid Allorn?"
Indriana nodded. "Yes, Mother. But I have no idea what I can do to help."
"You will understand soon enough," Tessa said. "You are to come to the Temple in one hour. Tell no one where you are going."
"What of my pay for tonight?"
"I have already secured your services for the evening."
Indriana bowed, "Yes, Mother."
Tessa donned her cloak and once again hid herself fully under the cowl. Without any more words she opened the door and left the room, leaving Indriana nude on the bed and alone with her thoughts.
Chapter 2
An hour later a cloaked Indriana walked into the Temple of Allorn. As she passed through the entryway, she made the sign of the 'A' and bowed shortly. A young woman dressed in white robes seized her by the arm and led her at once into the Temple. Down a staircase, through a door, then another staircase and then through several more turns they went. Indriana lost track of her way, and then, suddenly, she was in a room with a beautiful, and nude, woman.
"Hello, Mother."
"Your memory is faulty for one so young."
"My apologies. Hello, Tessa."
Indriana noticed the Tessa's nipples were pierced, something she had only rarely seen. The High Priestess walked over to her and handed her a glass filled with a red liquid. Indriana took a sniff and identified it as wine. "I probably should have dressed, but most of my time in the Temple is spent out of sight, so why bother with clothes. Please, get comfortable and have a seat. We have much to discuss tonight." Tessa took another glass of wine and sat in a chair.
Indriana set her glass down, dropped her cloak and sat in another chair, facing the Priestess. Indriana's breasts stood out, also unfettered by clothes. "Hmmm, what made you dress, or rather not dress, like this?"
Indriana shrugged, "This was how I was dressed the first time we met. It seemed appropriate for the second. Do you approve?"
"Hmmm. I am more certain than ever I have chosen well."
"Chosen for what, exactly? How am I to help Korath?"
"We will get to that soon enough. Now, your wine contains a simple potion. Please drink it all now."
Indriana did not hesitate. She downed the rest of the wine in rapid swallows. Tessa nodded her approval. "Until about noon tomorrow, if you say the word 'no' at anytime, anything that may be happening to you will stop at once, and you will forget everything from the last three or four days. You will awaken back in your house safe and sound. Do you understand?" Indriana nodded. "Then remember to pause before speaking, for if you say the word, there will be no returning." Indriana nodded twice, quickly.
"The Church of Allorn requires you to serve as a High Priestess. But before you answer, and before I give you a chance to act on your answer, there a few things you need to know."
Indriana spied a bottle of wine and rose to get herself a glass. "May I?"
"Only if you refill mine as well."
Done and done, Indriana sat in her chair, leaning forward and paying close attention to Tessa.
"I became a High Priestess one hundred and seventy two years ago, and yes I know how that sounds. The first great secret is that a High Priestess does not age. You see me now almost exactly as I was then, except for three things."
"I would think immortality would be a very small price to pay for serving Allorn."
"The price is not immortality, but a life of service. The townspeople depend on us to provide the elixir and you must do what is necessary to provide it."
"And that would be?"
"The answer to that would be the second and third great secrets. I have a little more to tell you, but first, are you willing to go forward?" Indriana nodded and Tessa downed another mouthful of wine. "Do you have any questions?"
Indriana smiled, then reached out and gave a brief tug on the small metal loops that pierced Tessa's nipples. "Why did you get these? I've only met two women with piercings. Did it hurt badly?"
Tessa gave an intake of breath at the tugging, but it did not sound like pain. "That was two questions. To answer, I have them because they are, well, functional. And yes, it hurt. But only briefly."
Indriana nodded, fascinated by what 'functional' meant.
"I sense there was another question you wanted to ask?"
"Why me, Mother?"
"Because you have what Allorn needs. Do you have any other questions just now?"
Indriana shook her head rather than say the word.
Tessa smiled. "Very good, you answered quite well. Now, stand, and I will show you to the sacred chamber where you will meet Allorn."
Indriana's draw dropped. "Surely you don't mean--"
"That is precisely what I mean. Allorn, in the flesh." When Indriana did not reply, Tessa continued. "There is much you do not understand right now, Indriana. But do not fear." They walked out of the room nude, arm in arm. "I almost forgot. There are a couple of other important things I should tell you..."
Chapter 3
Indriana stood in the dark stone room, the only light a single torch high on the wall behind her. As she had been instructed, she stood casually, her arms at her sides, nude and waiting, her feet a shoulder width apart. "Allorn, I, Indriana, call to you, ready to serve as High Priestess if you find me worthy."
All around the room, wisps of vapor became evident and a presence made itself known to her. As she watched, refusing to fear what may come, she thought back to the words Tessa spoke on the way to the chamber. "Indriana, I chose you because I knew your need was equal to our need of you."
The wisps of vapor took on enough form that she could feel them, and they were encircling her body. She could feel the vapor caress her thighs, belly and breasts, like an almost invisible lover. The tendrils of essence stroked her nipples, her pussy, her cheeks, her ass. Her breathing deepened, and she was instantly wet, and ready. The tendrils took on more form, now squeezing her breasts and tentatively pressing into her pussy.
As the wisps became more corporeal, they seemed to surround her briefly, as if hugging her. She recalled the High Priestess' words. "One of the great secrets is that we do not serve a goddess."
The form became flesh, a perfect human male well over six feet in height. "Our god, Allorn, loves women, and only as a man can," Tessa had told her.
A strong jaw, a muscular chest finer than any sculpture, and legs of the finest relief took form.
"If you are pure of desire and truly wish to serve, Allorn will see to your need like no other ever has or will."
Indriana found her mouth watering as she took note of the large phallus between the legs of her god. It was rising in silent homage to her, eight or nine inches long and nearly as big around as her wrist. She sighed unconsciously at the thought of having it inside her.
"And what if my need should prove greater than any others?" Indriana had asked Tessa with an air of superiority.
"Then our god, Allorn, will see to your need as no other. And you will be forever bound to him."
And then all thoughts of her conversation with Tessa vanished as the beautiful form of Allorn took her in his arms and kissed her. He crushed her to his chest, her stiff nipples pressing into him and exciting her further. His manhood was pressed between them, the head of his massive shaft pressing into her just above her belly-button. She found him as hard as marble, yet his skin was soft and real as any man's. His fragrance was pure male, and her nostrils flared to take in more of his scent as he held the kiss.
The god's arms went around her and grasped her waist. He broke the kiss and held her tight. She moved her hands to the back of his neck. "I am ready to serve," she began to say, stopping when he lifted her from the floor. Before she could speak again, he lowered her, his thick cock hard and urgent at her opening. "I am ready to serve if you find me worthy."
The god smiled, and, still holding her just off his prick, bent to capture a nipple in his mouth. "Oh yes," Indriana moaned as the god took her nipple between his teeth and squeezed. Suddenly she felt as sharp pain as he bit down on the delicate nub. "Fuck!" she yelled, unable to stop herself. "Fuck that hurts!"
The god let go of her nipple and looked at her, a single tear forming under his right eye and rolling down his perfect cheek. She looked down and saw two beads of blood forming around her injured nipple--and a metal ring now pierced it. "Another secret?"
He looked down at her other breast and back at her. She squirmed in his grasp and tried to wiggle down to take him inside her. "Fuck," she said, steeling herself for the pain to come as the god bent to capture her other nipple in his mouth. Now that she was anticipating it, she was sure it would be worse. As she felt his teeth bite down on the nipple trapped in his grasp, she felt him slowly lower her down onto his divinely thick and rigid cock. The sensation of being filled distracted her from the pain and she didn't notice it until he lifted his head up, a second tear forming below his left eye and rolling away.
She looked down and saw a matching ring in her other breast. She sniffed once at the pain, then surprised him by completely relaxing all her muscles. Collapsing in his grasp, she dropped her entire weight on his cock before he could react. "Unngh," she grunted as her pussy was suddenly stuffed. Then she took a deep breath, "Ooooh, fuck you're deep." She looked up at the face of Allorn, whose face showed nothing but pure desire. She hooked her legs around his back, trying to take him just a little deeper. "I am ready to serve."
With her pleasantly impaled on his shaft, he walked her to the wall and pushed her up against it. The stone was cool and smooth, and she felt completely possessed by him as the beautiful man pinned her to the wall with his hips and cock, and shifted his hands to cup her buttocks. Holding her against the wall with his chest to hers, Allorn rose and fell on his feet to drive his cock alternately in and out of her channel. "I am ready to serve," she panted as he drove her body into pleasure, "I am ready."
Allorn drove into her repeatedly, his thick cock pulling at her lips and stroking her clit. Her pussy made squishy sounds as he completely filled her, then her lips tugged at him as if trying to keep him as he withdrew. His cock drew on her clit like a bow on a string, and she quickly found herself on the verge of a glorious climax. "I am--" she began, but was unable to finish as he ground his full length into her welcoming pussy.
He shifted his hands then, holding her weight with one hand as the other took a handful of hair and pulled her head back slowly and firmly. He moved away from the wall as he did so, an act of strength indicating his power. Then he shifted to fucking her hard and fast, and as she neared her peak, she saw him once again bend down toward her nipples. His mouth closed over her injured right nipple and pulled on the ring, "I--" she began, but could not finish as her breath caught in her lungs and her whole body clenched in orgasmic delight.
The first wave passed over her, and she noticed him shifting to her other nipple. She opened her mouth to speak but another wave, higher than the first, overtook her and she screamed instead. As the second wave passed over her Allorn looked into her eyes, then took her mouth with his own. She briefly tasted the coppery flavor of blood and then her eyes shot open as he fucked into a third peak. He was staring into her eyes, watching as the pleasure took her and her eyes closed of their own accord. He continued to stroke powerfully within her even as she started to come off her peak.
Placing both hands on her butt once more, she found herself bounced on his cock as he sought his own release. A voice boomed in her head as she felt his cock swell to an even larger proportion and then burst inside her, "You are worthy." This time, Indriana watched reverently as the god spent himself inside her. Pulse after pulse and throb after throb she felt him pump himself into her. In her mind Allorn groaned with pleasure and satisfaction as she fluttered her pussy to milk his cock. She thought that he seemed to cum for a very long time, and when she realized what she was thinking, she giggled and buried her face into his neck. At last, he quit fucking her.
Then, she experienced another surprise when his cock remained fully rigid within her. Holding her to his chest, he slowly sat down on the floor and laid back. Once they were both on the floor, she lifted off of him, ready to see a flood of his seed flow forth from her pussy when he no longer plugged her up. But as she came free and his beautifully formed and still quite erect prick thumped against his muscled belly, only her own wetness was there. Noting that he was still hard, Indriana fell on his cock and stuffed as much of it into her mouth as she could. Not to be outdone, the god grasped her hips and planted her well fucked pussy onto his mouth. Her mouth full of cock, she could only moan as the god lapped at her and drove her upward yet again.
Not to be outdone, Indriana used all her techniques on the cock in her mouth-desperate to ensure its owner spent before she did. She sucked and lapped at his cock and took it deep into her throat even as her lover latched on to her clit and sucked it deeply into his mouth. For a moment she thought she might be in for a repeat of her sore nipples, but no, he simply flicked her nubbin quickly and strongly, pushing her right to the edge in no time.
Indriana redoubled her efforts and suddenly felt Allorn's cock swell and begin to flood her mouth. His seed was sweet and powerfully male, a combination that made her excitement hit a new level even as he pumped his load into her willing mouth.
No sooner did Indriana begin to get her mouth filled than Allorn succeeded in pushing her to yet another orgasm. Her folds were trapped in his mouth, his tongue running between them and laving her clit. Indriana swallowed as fast as she could, moaning her pleasure around the cock in her mouth as she did. His cock pulsed more than a dozen times, each spurt the equal of any man she had ever been with. When he was done cumming he let go of his grip on her lips. For a moment she kept him in her mouth, slowly nursing the last of his seed from him. But when she pulled her mouth free, there was no lingering taste of him. It was as if it were all a dream. Her pussy, however, felt well fucked and well licked.
With Allorn still on his back, Indriana turned around and lowered herself onto his shaft-no longer surprised he was still hard. A brief thought convinced her she could go one more round with her beautiful lover, and she angled her hips and sank fully down on him.
A fire burned in her eyes as she kissed the god again. The voice spoke inside her skull once more. "Indeed, the need within you is great, as Tessa my favorite told me."
"Sometimes I fear it is too great. It never passes."
"Hush. Your need is great. But so is the need in Korath, and you will be equal to the task. Did not Tessa tell you I would see to your need as no other?"
Slowly riding the thick staff of the god, she nodded, then noticed a wicked grin take form on his face. Wet and slick as she had been at no other time, as she continued riding him she felt something else. Over the course of moments she at first thought she was imagining things and realized another thing, very real, was now pressing at her rosebud. She reached back and felt, well, something that could not be there-a second cock. As she contemplated where it might be headed, she was thankful it was much smaller than the other, and incredibly slippery.
The god seized her hands and held them tight against her back. She struggled briefly, then realized whatever he intended to do, he was going to do. Feeling utterly owned and possessed once more, she was quite ready for what she knew was coming next.
Allorn had pulled her all the way forward on his chest so his massive cock was barely within her. His second shaft extended a little more and was now just touching her nether opening. "As no other, my sweet Indriana." The god watched her expression intently as he held her tight and pushed her back and on to his impossible twin cocks: the one she knew filling her pussy to capacity even as the other slid unchallenged into the previously unexplored space of her ass. Slowly he pulled her downward until she was fully impaled in front and behind, then he put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her to a sitting position, forcing himself as deep as possible into her pussy and ass at the same time. Her mouth opened but she found she had no words to say.
Allorn held her waist and lifted her off his twin cocks. She placed her hands on his chest as he began to thrust into her. The cock in her ass was a totally new sensation, but a pleasurable one on par with the thick piece of meat pummeling her pussy. Holding her body in place for his pleasure and hers, he drove into her repeatedly, the new feelings spreading quickly and blocking all thought. "As no other," Allorn said again in her mind, his pace increasing and his two cocks providing far more than double the pleasure to his newest High Priestess. The god readied himself to flood her. "Speak," said the voice in her mind.
The light gathered behind her eyes, made ready to burst. "Please cum," she said weakly as her own orgasm burst upon her. Allorn shouted his approval in her mind as his twin cocks stiffened, swelled, and burst inside her. Indriana felt satisfied beyond her beliefs as she crested one wave, and then another, as the god filled her with his seed. Her mouth lolled open, but no sound save a groan came forth as the god fucked her through another orgasm. Even as he continued to cum, her orgasm did not wane. Breathing became difficult and as she continued to be driven to orgasm by the wonderful cocks inside her, Indriana collapsed onto Allorn's chest, her pussy continuing to spasm, demonstrating a wanton desire the god had not encountered in six thousand years. Her flesh still willing even if she was no longer awake, Allorn made his orgasm last another minute pumping the new Priestess to overflowing before he finally withdrew and disappeared in tendrils of smoke.
Chapter 4
Indriana awoke on a bed of fine linens and furs. She could not recall feeling so well rested and had no idea how long she had been asleep. Then, recalling the events of last night, her hands went to her pussy expecting to be a least a little sore, but finding no discomfort there. Blushing, she ran a hand between her shapely buttocks, but again she found no discomfort.
Surprised and relieved after the vigorous fucking she had given and taken from the god, she stretched like a cat, reveling in the feel of the silken sheets on her skin.
As she rolled over onto her belly she was struck by an odd and uncomfortable feeling. Looking down, it was not her nudity that surprised her but the now obvious reason it was uncomfortable for her to lie on her chest.
Overnight she had apparently grown a simply enormous pair of breasts. Sitting up, she was instantly struck by the feeling they were not only huge but full, a totally new sensation for her. Unable to stop herself, she ran her hands over her new assets, enjoying how they felt and finding she liked the look of them. Remembering the only unpleasant part of the previous evening, she hefted her breasts and examined her nipples. If the size of her breasts did not convince her something very real had happened to her, the rings that now pierced her nipples surely did. She touched them gingerly, but found they were not sore.
However, she slowly realized that while her nipples were simply sensitive, the sensation of fullness in her huge breasts was becoming just short of painful. The pressure within them now evoked the feeling of walking on a foot that had fallen asleep. Any movement seemed to make her abundantly aware of her tits, and she had no idea how to take care of her situation. Then, she remembered Tessa's final words from the night before, "In the morning, seek out a Priest."
She jumped off the bed, causing her large and overfilled breasts to reminder her of their condition with a shock. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she said as she tried to minimize their movement. Not daring to risk the sensation of anything touching her breasts, she left the room nude, trying gamely, if unsuccessfully, to tread lightly and minimize their jiggling. "Have you seen the Priest?" she asked every woman she found. Finally, the tingling in her chest becoming truly painful, one of them pointed her in the right direction and she found him.
"Come with me," he said.
He led her a short distance to his chambers. She preceded him into the room and he shut the door as he followed her in. He turned, and did not seem surprised by her nudity, her breasts, or her urgency. The Priest reached out and held both of her tits in his hands. Indriana swooned as he fondled her breasts, half in pain, half in pleasure. "Indriana, Mother-to-be, I have been waiting for you. You must choose now, for me to help you or to say the word."
She struggled to say anything as his actions inflamed her libido and caused her discomfort at the same time, but she did not want to change her mind.
"Yes?" was all she could say.
The Priest nodded quickly, "I should probably take that as your request for help."
She nodded, the building discomfort in her breasts suddenly overwhelming. He motioned to a long padded bench. "The best position for this is for you to be on all fours. Please kneel and get comfortable there." She followed his directions, though she found her new position only increased the pressure on her oversensitized nipples and breasts. She groaned.
"Almost there. Don't worry," he said. Her hair hanging around her face as she tried to breathe normally, Indriana noticed a shock of brilliant red hair mixed in with her black tresses and wondered about it.
Her breasts hanging like jackfruit, she watched as he pulled something like a mesh bag over each of her breasts. "This will feel a bit strange, but trust me." Each bag had a pair of cords woven through it, and the cords fell to her sides as he pulled the mesh material over and around and enveloping her tits. The sensation for Indriana was, again, like walking on a foot that had fallen asleep. She gritted her teeth against it.
Once in place, however, the material seemed to caress and grip her breasts uniformly, putting a particularly strong pressure on her nipples, which, along with their new rings, were left uncovered. She watched him attach a small cup to each of her exposed nipples, a tiny spring tugging on the ring to hold the cup in place. She saw that a tube ran from each nipple to a small flask on either side of the chair and knew at once what was going to happen.
His preparations apparently complete, the Priest moved behind her. She looked over her shoulder and watched as he shed his robe. His cock was thick and hard, almost a copy of the god's. Unconsciously, she licked her lips and turned her head forward, ready for the fucking she knew was coming. The Priest gathered the cords from the mesh nets into his hands and knelt between her thighs as felt for her opening. As both of them knew already, she was wet, open, and ready. As he stroked the head of his cock along her slit she forgot about her engorged, aching breasts and harnessed nipples.
"I have never been someone's first," he said, holding his cock at her entrance.
She groaned in desire. "Tell me your name, Priest."
"It is Goran, Mother-to-be."
"Goran, I need your help. My breasts ache for relief. Please help me."
In reply the Priest pulled the cords tight and the mesh enveloping her tits contracted, stopping quickly as they met resistance from the pressure within. The ache of their fullness had but an instant to register, for no sooner did the mesh tighten then he lunged into her wanton pussy with one quick stroke, each of them grunting in approval as he sheathed himself fully inside her.
Her eyes shot open as the tingling in her chest seemed to now connect directly to her clit. "Fuck me!" she commanded, and Goran responded by ramming into her relentlessly, her pussy taking every stroke and grasping at him in welcome reply to his actions. The constant squeeze of the mesh on her breasts now added to her pleasure, enough to distract her from the aching fullness. In a short time, even for her, Indriana felt herself clench as Goran's cock drove her to climax. But the reward for her service was not yet complete.
Though he was enchanted by the pussy of the new Priestess as she tightly clenched his cock, Goran kept his wits about him as he had been trained. As soon as he knew she was climaxing, he pulled the two pairs of cords with all his strength. At once the flexible mesh contracted around Indriana's overfilled breasts, squeezing them strongly with a milking motion from base to nipple. Already cumming, Indriana felt a bright new sensation shoot from her nipples through her clit and right in to her brain as warm liquid gushed forth through her nipples and down to the waiting flasks. Her orgasm peaked anew and her breathing seized as her whole body was wracked with pleasure.
Goran let the pressure up just a little, but as soon as he felt her take one deep breath, he gave her two quick, full strokes and buried himself within her as he pulled the cords taut yet again. Barely down from one peak, the feelings repeated and she immediately hit another, her breath kept from refilling her lungs as an impossibly strong orgasm seized her.
Goran did this to her a third, fourth, and fifth time before he saw the flasks were full and her breasts thus emptied of Allorn's gift. She breathed heavily and tried to relax as he deftly reached around and removed the cups and mesh from her breasts and lowered them to the floor. She noticed her breasts felt normal now, though they were still obviously large and very sensitive. "Mmmm, thank you Goran."
"It is my pleasure to serve, Priestess."
Indriana felt a surge of pride at her new title, but she also felt his cock, still stiff and ready, flex within her. "And now Goran, I should thank you properly." She clenched his cock with her pussy. "Use me for -your- pleasure now."
Goran, his hands now grasping her large tits, began to pound her with rapid full strokes. "Ride me, Goran!" Indriana yelled.
Grunting with effort, Goran bucked into her hungry pussy as fast as he could, and she tightened herself as a clenched fist around him. A short time later, he yelled, "Yes!", and then his cock stiffened one more time before he started to spurt into her welcoming pussy.
Indriana felt the throb and realized she could feel every pulse and spurt as he came.
"Allorn!" she screamed.
As her pussy grasped at his cock, she realized her error and yelled, "Fuck me Goran!" as she came with a force second only to the night before. Goran continued to knead her tits and grunt with effort as he drove his seed into the newest Priestess of Allorn. For her part, Indriana came with him, reveling once more in the feel of a man flooding her pussy. Long seconds passed as he finished spending within her, her orgasm lasting nearly as long as his.
Sated for perhaps the second, but far from last, time in her life, Indriana pulled away from Goran, stood, and walked to the bed. She flopped down on it. "That was....mmmmm," she purred, noting that this time she could feel his his spend between her thighs.
Goran laid down next to her. "Thank you Priestess. I agree, that was incredible. As I said, it was my first time initiating a new Mother."
Indriana gestured at the flasks filled by her breasts. It was more clear than she expected. "And that would be the elixir I take it?"
"The important part of it anyway. After you spend the night with the god, it is the task of the Priest to draw his essence from your breasts."
"And needless to say the process is enjoyable."
"The god wills it that only when you are cumming will his essence flow. I know of no part of the process that is not exquisitely pleasurable."
Indriana's hands went unconsciously to her nipples and the rings which now adorned them. "Well, there is perhaps one part."
"Oh?"
"Nevermind. Now, if I may ask, how are Priests initiated?"
"How else? We are tested by making love to the god."
She was confused, and it shown on her face, "But if you like to be with men, how is it--"
"What? Oh no. You do not understand. I will tell you a secret."
"Yes?"
"Well, Allorn is a god, yes?"
"I am certain of that now as never before," said Indriana, recalling how thoroughly fucked she had been the night before at the hands, and cocks, plural, of Allorn. And her new breasts, of course.
"Well, a god is a god after all. He, or she, can take whatever form they like."
"You mean?"
"Each Priest is tested on his ability to satisfy the goddess Allorn. Those that are worthy are allowed to serve as Priests and service the Priestesses. Like yourself."
Indriana noticed that her once black hair was now completely red. "And would you mind telling me how Allorn appeared as a woman?"
Goran smiled and ran the back of his hand over her hair, down over and squeezing her breasts before continuing down her abdomen to her mons. "She had fiery red hair, and the most beautiful and large breasts. But other than that, you don't look like her."
She laughed. "So other than the tits and the hair, no similarity. Allorn thinks like a man--your initiation not withstanding."
"Oh?"
"Across his domain are dozens of women that have exactly the assets he most desires. And what of you? Do you see the goddess again?"
He shook his head. "No, but seeing to the needs of the Priestesses is enough to keep me satisfied even though I know I will not see her again. Your hair and breasts are reminder enough of who I serve. However, unlike you, I don't have immortality." He kissed her nipples, tugging briefly on the rings before kissing her lips. "But I will serve you and the god as long as my body is able. And for as long as you will have me."
Indriana kissed him, then hugged him. "Mmmm. You are a wonderful servant Goran. Be sure of that."
Goran smiled, then rose and donned his robes before he picked up the two heavy skins next to the chair. "The maids will be looking for these."
Indriana nodded. Then, laughing at his poor if unintended joke, she followed him out of the room and went in search of Mother Tessa.
Chapter 5
Sitting across from Tessa, Indriana pulled the length of her hair from behind her and draped it over her melon sized tits. She hefted them and looked at Tessa. "I take it these, and the hair, are permanent?"
"As Goran has no doubt told you, every Priestess shares these traits." She grinned, knowingly, "The god knows what he likes."
Indriana twirled her hair, "I should have liked anything but red."
"You could ask him to change it, though I doubt the god will listen."
Indriana sighed. "No, it would be unseemly to complain. This arrangement already favors us far more than maybe it should."
"But it's just the hair? You are okay with the breasts?"
Indriana realized she was fondling them, and stopped. "I should thank you," Indriana said.
"Oh, and why is that?"
"Mmmmm. Let's just say that for the first and second times in my life I have been completely filled and fulfilled ." She grinned lecherously, "And I cannot wait to do it again."
"I am pleased to hear you say that, though I cannot claim to be surprised. Did the god do something in particular then? For you specifically?"
Indriana thought back to the exquisite and unexpected double dicking she had received. She shivered at the thought. "For now I'll keep that to myself." She smirked, "Maybe I will ask him to show you."
Tessa nodded, still curious how the god had calmed Indriana's ardor, even if only for a few hours. "Unfortunately, I am afraid there will be a slight delay before the next time."
"Oh?"
"As I said, Korath needs you and you must depart at once."
"I see. Tell me, you are the only High Priestess at this temple, are you not?" Tessa nodded. "Given how much, er, elixir I provided this morning, how often need I see the god to meet the needs of a town this size?"
"Three to four times a week, give or take one or two."
"And what happens if the town grows or something unexpected happens?"
"Then the Priestess must select another to join her when the need becomes more than she can handle alone. And likely another Priest as well. For a sudden thing, well, she and the Priests must endure."
"Korath is nearly three times the size of Surrey."
"Yes, there were three High Priestesses there, and four Priests. Three of the Priests were in the temple when the earthquake struck. They survived. Our sisters and the other Priest were out in town and killed by a collapsing building."
"Oh my."
"Yes. You see the tragedy is complete. Not only is there great loss of life, but the place the people turn to for help has no way to do so once their supply of the elixir is exhausted."
"So it will just be myself, and the three Priests, to provide for the city's needs?"
Tessa nodded, "Unless and until I can find another to send there."
Indriana grinned and straightened her back, "I will endure and do what is needed to help Korath."
Tessa smiled and took the new Priestess' hands in her own. "And now you see why I made the choice I did."
Indriana was suddenly frustrated, and she rose to her feet and turned to leave the room. "I must go at once to help Korath. I will send word of the conditions there, Sister Tessa. With Allorn's help we will heal the city."
Epilogue
Dearest Sister Tessa,
Conditions in Korath were far worse than we thought. So great was the suffering that the supply of elixir was gone by the time I arrived. I proceeded straight to the temple where the Priests urged me to rest before seeing the god. Knowing the need of the city was great, I went immediately to the chamber and found the god waiting for me. I saw Allorn four times that night before the thought of having my breasts squeezed again was enough to dampen my ardor. I need not tell you how surprised that made me feel. It turned out for the better, because the Priests are a bit older than Goran and I had somewhat worn them out.
They let me sleep far too long afterwards, and when I awoke I was ravenous and thirsty beyond measure. I told the maids to have one of the priests ready in twenty minutes, then threw myself back into the chamber. As the god came to me and filled me with his lovely prick, my vitality and purpose were restored. Over the course of the day I gained an odd fondness for staying awake after he finished inside me. I loved the feel of feel his essence flowing into my body and upward into my breasts. Many times I stayed mounted on him until the process was complete, only then dismounting his glorious shaft to immediately seek a Priest to fuck and milk me. Oh, I know that sounds crass, but we are women of Allorn, are we not? Can we not speak plainly?
The city continues to recover, and I no longer need the god day and night. At the request of the Priests, however, I did recruit another. I asked Allorn for his assistance, and the next morning a young man appeared at the temple saying that Allorn had sent him to help. I took him to the chamber without delay and bade him remain calm as I removed his clothing. His prick quickly hardened in my hand, rising to a size worthy of the god. I was instantly ready to try him, but Allorn commanded me leave and I reluctantly left the boy there, sure in the knowledge I would soon take his milk even as he took mine.
To state the somewhat obvious, you need not send another Priestess to Korath, dearest sister. I can handle the city. Whatever comes. I do hope you will visit soon, for the city is quickly regaining its beauty...and its vitality.
Yours in the service of Allorn, your sister,
Indriana
PS. I have asked Allorn to show you what he does for me. He said you would be shocked, but would no doubt enjoy it.