(Greetings and good health to you :D I cant believe we were able to set this up!)
20:52:44
[It'll only cost me extra hours for weeks!]
20:54:08
(It is much appreciated, I promise to make it worth your time)
20:54:29
(we need a background!)
20:54:33
(I found a basic one but yours will be better)
20:56:55
[I actually like that one]
20:58:06
[imma dm you the other and decide from there]
20:58:19
(yours, I kind of wanted like an alter of sorts)
21:01:23
(I can adjust the intro a bit to work with it)
21:01:42
(ok, one sec then lets go <3)
21:03:26
Night falls over the ancient city of Babylon, and atop the tallest ziggurat there is a woman on her knees deep in prayer. Dressed in the garb of a High Priestess; fine robes of white, gold, and blue draping over her bronze skin. Clasped together and held in place with ornate pins of silver, bronze, and gold. Rings, necklaces, and jewellery made of even finer metals and embedded with gems adorn her body glistening in the twilight. No torch light illuminates this roof, for the firelight would interfere with her vision as she gazes upwards towards the heavens. Prayers fall from her plump lips, painted bright red in the colour of a sacred whore, made to be so beautiful that her appearance approaches that of a supernatural entity.
21:06:00
“Goddess Ishtar, she who provides the loving touch, she who guides us in battle, and she who provides us with sustenance and nourishment. I beg for thine forgiveness, Goddess. I have only done half of what you asked of me. An offering of cum… but none of victory. That shall change, by my hand. Give me a sign… something… anything. I seek redemption!”
21:06:08
A brass bowl of blessed incense burns in front of her as she inhales the intoxicating smoke, vision spinning for a moment as her mind opens to the divine. But one of many rituals she conducts on this eve to restore her Goddess’ faith in her. She looks out into the distance, eyes drifting to the main roadway that runs from her temple straight to the Gates of Ishtar. There, the GOLDen portal stands, brightening the coming night with its glowing aura. She gazes up into the sky, seeing the star of her patron hanging just above the gate over the horizon. She closes her eyes and nods to herself and the heavens
21:06:13
“I understand, Goddess… I will not fail you again.”
21:06:24
With a final uttered prayer she stands up, servants already rushed to her side preparing to carry her, yet she dismisses them. They back away with their heads lowered, all except for two who affix a traveler's cloak to her shoulders; A cloth black as midnight with golden stars and rays of light woven into it, she pulls it around her body and the cowl up, cloaking herself to a more clandestine appearance. She makes her way down the main steps of her temple out into the streets, striding through Babylon in secrecy as she heads towards the gates.
21:06:31
She pauses before the portal, her body awash in the warmth and radiance it provides. She steeples her fingertips together, then palms, brings it up to her face before stretching out her arms “May fate favour me.”
21:06:50
And with that, she steps through the GOLDen portal, a great heat passing over her body as she travels across time and space… A much cooler air nipping at her skin as she steps back out into the world, finding herself standing atop the peak of a great mountain.She looks around seeing no recognizable land, for it is all shrouded in mist. A glance upwards reveals she is indeed in a different land, still seeing her Morning Star, but much higher in the sky than it usually would be, along with the stars themselves seeming to have shifted. The air is a bit humid, slightly colder due to the altitude, but when the warmth of the portal behind her it feels just like home. She stands in a stone circle carved into the mountain top, multiple GOLDen portals surrounding it, and the structures of a culture that is foreign, yet familiar stand here. Step pyramids not unlike the ziggurat in Babylon, but slightly different. Different idols, different words. She must be in one of the nexus hubs, dotted throughout the world atop mountains that are the sacred height of 696969 feet, that only the gods will be witness to what happens here.
21:07:15
It takes a moment for her eyes to adjust to the light, but when they do, the High Priestess of Ishtar, Divine Whore of Mesopotamia, sees that she is not alone here…
21:07:22
(684 words
giggles want to do an intro for you and then I do first turn, or straight to it?)
21:08:06
[finished reading, a moment please~ guess i will have to improvise and adapt~]
21:10:14
(Could just say how you got here and what youre doing, then go, I trust what youll come up with will be great <3)
21:10:51
defeated by an egyptian burglar that claimed to be a priestess, and stripped of my sacred medallion, I was left utterly ruined. Wandering aimlessly across a hostile landscape, I was forced to wear borrowed, ignoble garments, a vulgar attire designed to expose my body rather than conceal it, parade my humiliation, and mock my fallen status. Robbed of both dignity and purpose, I relied on the faint glow of the stars to guide my broken steps. Ecentually, my aimless journey brought me to the edge of the Sea of Mists. Across its shrouded expanse, a radiant vision appeared: a brilliant, burning sun that projected immense warmth and resonated with a powerful voice. The entity called to me, commanding me to shed my weakness and grow stronger. Desperate for salvation, I took faltering steps toward the mirage, but the moment I reached out, the bridge of light dissolved into nothingness, leaving only the endless, frigid waters before me. Driven by desperation, I threw myself into the sea. I swam through relentless days and nights, battling the waves until a colossal peak materialized through the fog, smountain so immense its summit pierced the clouds and reached into the heavens. Woth nothing left but sheer, unyielding willpower, I began my ascent. The storm roared around me; violent rain lashed my skin with a sensation that bit like ice and stung like fire. Through grueling effort, I finally reached the summit and stood upon a vast high-altitude plateau. There, bathed in the ambient glow of the night sky, stood an ancient temple—both familiar and alien. It was a place heavy with divine communion. My eyes fixed upon an imposing ziggurat that rose defiantly against the stars. As I crossed into the temple's ceremonial ring, the humilliating garments I wore disintegrated loke dry sand, sliding away from my body. In their place, ethereal petals drifted down, clinging to my skin and weaving themselves into a magnificent new garb fit for an astronomer and a priestess of Xochiquetzal.Overcome by the divine presence, I fell to my knees, swearing a solemn vow to redeem myself and reclaim the precious medallion I had lost. As my oath echoed into the stillness, a sudden wave of warm air swept across the courtyard. A blinding golden light burst forth, tearing open a portal, a rift bridging distant spans of time and space~ From the radiant threshold, a mysterious woman stepped into the temple grounds, draped in elegant robes of blue, white, and gold. Instant , the atmosphere warped. The stars overhead flickered unnaturally, their movement reversing across the heavens as though tomorrow had suddenly preceded yesterday. Around the courtyard, the physical laws of the universe unravelled: the shadows detached from the ground, flipping toward the burning torches to seek the flames rather than retreating from them~x
21:28:38
[you made me use my DM brain 😵💫]
21:30:50
[itbwas on vacation 🙃]
21:30:59
(Good! That is what I was aiming for :D)
21:31:11
The figure atop the stairs seems to have noticed my presence, turning to me as I have to her. No words are exchanged from this distance, but I know that she is to be my partner in tonights ritual. A warm smile across my face, I fold my hands together and begin to slowly walk up the steps, keeping my gaze locked to her, gracefully ascending the carved stone without a single fault, nearly gliding up them. After the final few steps I stand before atop the apex, gazing at this beautiful woman in feathered garb, clearly of ceremonial importance. My smile grows wider at the goddess having provided me with such a beautiful partner for this eve
21:34:04
Greetings and good health to you... I am Ishtar, High Priestess of the Goddess Ishtar. It is you whom has heeded the call of the heavens to join me here?
21:34:33
i notice the strange sights, the shadows, the heavens, everything so familiar and yet so distinct, unnerving. The steps of the strange woman almost as silent as hhise of a jaguar, as graceful as the most exquisite dancer, not a single movement is wasted as she glides her way up to to join me atop the ziggurat. When she is near me, she speak, strange words spilling from her lips and yet, her intent is known to me, it is a greeting, an introduction and... a question? or is this simply my mind, addled by the ordeal... suddenly, it makes sense, as if the divine spark of wisdom had finally caught fire in the pastures of my mind, and then, I speak " I was called here, with a promise of redemption, a chance to perfect myself and offer sacrifice to my gods... and they have delivered you unto me."
21:40:45
The words she speaks are understood... and not understood. Her accent is strange to mine ears, as I am sure mine is to hers. I know there is not much point to having a muddled conversation... but luckily my Goddess gifts me with a small magical ability to trade tongues as it were. I bring my finger up to your lips, as if you shush you, still smiling as I bring it back now to my lips... and lean in. Arms slowly wrapping around your waist, fingers stroking the cloth of your skirt as my lips meet yours in a kiss. A brief, but intense one. Tongue darting out to dance together for a moment before we both lean back. I speak again, my voice much easier to understand now with the magic in full effect Now.... we speak each others tongue.
21:43:16
My Goddess is a Goddess of many things... War, Power... lust (my fingers playfully and deftly toy with the clasps on your skirt, causing it to fall to the ground
21:43:46
(whoops redo that last part)
21:43:58
My Goddess is a Goddess of many things... War, Power... lust my fingers playfully and deftly toy with the clasps on your skirt, causing it to fall to the ground
21:44:04
My Goddess is a Goddess of many things... War, Power... lust
my fingers playfully and deftly toy with the clasps on your skirt, causing it to fall to the ground What is yours a Goddess of, besides beauty?
21:44:20
(screen went weird there, sorry. Now we should be able to pick up the pace a bit!)
21:45:09
i am taken aback by her calm display as she undoes the clasps and pulls from me my skirt, it is not like I am stranger to this, perhaps the god tested me, put me through so much so I would not be bothered by this simple gesture Now we speak each other's tongue, and the first thing you do, I attempt to rob me of my sacred garb? *I take a step back to appraise you, then move almost like a fluid, slithering around you, with grace and agility, my curves enticing in these strange shadows that cling to light as kf to smother it out?
21:48:22
I let out a playful giggle as you dart away like a sand snake, with grace equal to mine even. I meant no harm, my fellow priestess... surely you know why you were called to this mountain? With me here? Surely this is not your first ritual of carnal conquest...
21:51:18
The smile does not leave my lips as I move and twirl around with you, almost dancing together like a vortex, bodies writhing and gliding past each other as I spin and you move, the bells and metal trinkets on my hips making a bit of music as I reach my hands down my body, then back up, putting them above me as I really begin to shake my hips, part of my skirt falling down to the ground with yours
21:53:10
See? It is the will of the gods that we shed our garments...
21:53:21
it may be the will of them, Xixhiquetzal never shied away from pleasures, so I should not either~ and still~
the words hand in the air for a moment, your garments falling almost too slow, I follow along in the dance we have started, my body moving, the curves so sensual, like twin flames we dance atop this altar and yet, I feel a surge of blissful approval, is this what she wants of me?
21:56:30
i shed any mask of pretensión and give myself over to this sudden surge of feeling, and ride the wave, letting it guide my dance. my steps agile and alsmot ethereal, the moon above witness to this ritual that makes the winds dance with us, feeding the flames with the precious breath of life
21:58:04
The dance continues, bodies moving together in near perfect synchronized movements, both seemingly guided by a divine wind making us blow about like banners in the breeze. Always moving, never directly touching... until at one point, the front of our bosoms meet, linen and metal robes meeting feather and leather, 4 sets of Bronze breasts pressed together hidden behind them still. Our dance slows for a moment as we both come back down to earth, faces close again, looking into each others eyes as I say Some even say that it is the same goddess, just known by a different name to mortals... Xixhiquetzal, Ishtar, Inanna, Aphrodite, Venus, Freya, Astarte, Astaroth.... but does it matter? They all want the same thing...
My one hand drifts up as I trace it down your bare collarbone, poking into your skin just above your top Mortal ecstacy
22:01:51
They do have similar cravings and yet... this feels different~
I grab your hand, as we spin and dance, my steps becoming slightly faster, heavier, grabbing your wrist pulling your hand down so you can feel my flesh, the soft skin beneath the garb, as if I was testing the reaction if the powers that be around is... and lo and behold, I find myself overcome with warmth, the gods speak through the elements if the world and the winds dance with us, the flames grow brighter, pulling in the shadows further into themselves
22:06:15
"this... is no test of strenght... i have surpassed that already... this is a test of the mind, its grasp and command of the flesh"
22:07:40
The pace of both the dance and my breath quickens as I feel your hand in mine. Moving about quicker once more, fingers interlocking as we take each others hand, soon after the other set finding each other as well, extending our arms out as we spin and twirl about It is not about Strength, Priestess of Xixhiquetzal.
My hands slide out of yours without you even realising Ive let go, quickly reaching down as I spin around facing away from you. Reaching back and fiddling with my skirt, then my hands behind me to find yours once more. The dance, now much more slow and sensaul as I begin grinding my ass into your groin It is about our bodies together... body, mind, and soul. Until we achieve purity.
22:09:46
My hips undulate like a serpant now, slowly as my skirt and the bottom part of my robes fall open and off, the top still clinging to me covering my breasts, but I now grind my perfectly toned Bronzed age booty back into what remains of your feather and leather bottoms
22:10:37
I continue our dance following your lead for a moment and leading at time, exchanging said role like dusk does to dawn. a Priestess of moon and its partner the sun, made the stars blush with their every move.
22:14:22
I my body a river, coursing the night, silver strands of light dancing across, creating intricate patterns that seem to defy any logic. your skin and mine now a tapestry of celestial beauty, esch time our hands touch and our fingers intertwined, i can see the light dance in the sky with us, grow bolder and stronger, stars twinkling and moving taking time away from what was already written... I let go of my mind an my body takes charge, gracious, and beautiful, I bend at the waist, and present my figure to yours, a mirror of your own dance but then my steps continue, as if tom had decided to turn back and rewind yours through me
22:17:58
Back and forth, giving and taking as we dance and bend and weave almost with a mindless focus now. No more words being exchanged, just the ever increasing pace of our breathing as we do this before the gods themselves. An offering of divine beauty for them to watch, a moment of radiance so bright that it nearly looks like a second star is nestled within the peak of the mountain. Eventually we wind up face to face, hands clasped together at our waists, looking into each others eyes. I smile at you once more, leaning in, breasts pressing together, forehead against yours, noses brushing as I look into your eyes... and flick my tongue against your lips Your body moves like a serpant, priestess, I find myself enthralled...
22:22:02
being so close together with ragged breaths as you come into my space, I feel my senses be flooded with your scent, intoxicating and almost delirious. I feel your body against mine, and pull your hips to me, your body to mine almost melding together, our forehead pressed still, feeling the exchange of our heat and our breaths so closely dancing together, I almost lean in for a kiss, to steal whatever breath you may have, but stop admiring your body like a statue carved of living flesh and infused with pure beauty, and given sensuality as a purpose
22:26:38
I see you almost freeze for a moment, seemingly leaning in for a kiss, but pausing at the last minute What is wrong, Priestess of Xixhiquetzal? Your body moves with such grace... surely that applies to that tongue of yours...
I lean in to close the distance, flicking my tongue playfully across your lips again before leaning back in another effort to goad you into a passionate kiss. My fingers all the while tracing along your back, you can swear the pattern is intentional, almost as if I am idly drawing idolic symbols into your skin with my fingertip
22:30:30
the kiss is accepted and it is in fact reciprocated, dancing along with yours in the stage set by our mouths, intermingling breaths, an intimate act linking the very life giving essence. my hand do not stay idle either, tracing patterns on your skin all the same, slowly traveling southward, until I reach your hips pulling at your skin with one hand, spreading your butt wile my other hand probes your back door, teasing the rosebud with entering, but not doing so, not until I break the kiss and bite your lower lip, then my digits invade you Yes~ I can move and and I now understand the purpose of this dance~ it is dominance over one's desires to be strong of will and surmount any danger~ is ot not?
I punctuate the question with a specially forceful thrust of my fingers in your ass
22:36:21
I let out a soft gasp as I feel your fingers slide inside my behind, wiggling my hips slightly to allow them to get in just a little bit deeper, enjoying the pleasure as I see your understanding of what is happening here finally hit. Precisely priestess
I almost hiss through clenched teeth, pulling back and taking my own hand to slide inside you... but not where you expect. I reach into a pocket on my robes, pulling out the ripest and lushest cherry you have ever seen in your life. It is all about pleasure... in every form, and who can withstand the direct force of the goddesses of such a domain pouring their essence upon us. Touch, listen, taste...
My fingers bring the cherry to your lips, popping it inside and fingering your mouth a little with it, ensuring it is in there for you to savour before pulling my fingers out, bringing them to my own mouth and sucking your cherry flavoured spit off of them Delicious.... I wonder how you taste in other parts?
22:40:50
I wonder the same about you~
with the taste of the fruit still on my lips I descend upon your flesh, kissing and suckling, biting and licking on your tender flesh, the breast that's now victim to my ministrations, subject to an assault of the senses, contradictory, soft, harsh, warm and cold as the vare air and my breath dance on your skin, my hands keeping you in place as I turn the heat up, forgetting about the world below us, as each caress and kiss, makes the flames grow taller, and the shadows cling harder to them
22:44:29
I let out a moan as you take my breast into your mouth, tearing my priestess garments to get to it. Biting my lip at the pleasure, my insides burning with a mixture of lust and a desire to dominate. For a moment we stand there in the final stage of the dance, the introduction to our carnal ritual together, like two lovers holding each other under the stars in an embrace. I brush my fingers into your hair, gripping it and pulling you off it my tit, quickly stepping forward and pushing you against the pillar of the structures top. Now.... it begins
I snarl at you as I reach up to tear the rest of your outfit off of you. Desicrating the mystical garments you had been gifted, reducing them to tatters like what you came in with, but even more I take these and use them as ropes. Wrapping them around your body, binding you as I lean in and bite the side of your neck before licking it
22:48:02
as I find myself entranced with the offering if the flesh before me, I grow distracted, complacent, certainly the kind lf behaviour the gods want me to learn to control... but alas, I am still struggling to do so~ as you strip me of my garments and tie me, I can do little but struggle against them, for they are strong of thread Release me at once!
22:52:13
my voice rings in the air, that grows still, the flames dim as if my voice threatened to douse them, and grow bolder when my frustration swells inside me as I am unable to free myself from this bondage. The bindings bite on my skin, and keep me in place, vulnerable, yes, but not harmless either
22:53:48
I am not surprised that you writhe and struggle in the bindings, but I'm enjoying the feeling of our bodies straining, your demands to release you only sending a thrill down my spine, igniting my inner fire while it dims the ones surrounding us. I could.... but where is the fun in that?
I lean into you, pressing you into the stone a little more with my body on the other side, stuck between a rock and a soft place. I mimic your movements, seeming to match your struggles as I grind my body into yours and giggle
22:56:18
(Ok, I will pause <3)
22:59:25
[idiots calling 🙃]
23:02:09
(even after all the idiot proofing)
23:02:17
(Just unpause once youre ready)
23:02:54
[lets rush a couple turns, told them I would call in 20 minutes... i have family situations to attend according to the official story xD]
23:04:20
i struggle once more against the bindings, my strenght, however enhanced by divine blessing, is unable to untale as easily the garments made for me by the distilled essence of their power. and yet, I try, sapping strenght from you at. every turn possible
23:05:50
I smile to myself as you struggle, my own goddess lending me strength as I turn you around and force you against the wall face first, cold stone pressed to your breasts and tummy. You hear me mutter something in Babylonian, and a flash of light that you are unsure of the cause of... and then, as I tug on some of the torn garments left around your neck, you feel a bronze phallus pressed against your pussy
23:07:26
A gift from my Goddess...
sliding the strap-on inside of you as I fuck you from behind
23:07:44
i gasp at the sudden intrusion, my body jerking forward as I am violated in this crude manner. I bite down on my own lip to stifle the moaning, but I cannot help but feel ghe pressence of your artifact within me, and my walls, being out of my conscious control, clamp around it, almost welcoming Oh no... you did not...
I kick and flail against the bindings, and manage to hear the glorious sound od light tearing, it is working, however slowly... i must endure and teat these bindings from me before that instrument tears reason from my mind
23:10:21
I lean in and nibble on your ear, biting the tip softly before responding Oh yes... I did... and Ishtar thinks you enjoy this.
I whisper another few words in a tongue you do not speak, the words full of harsh sounds, deep throat grunts, and a dash of soft "ash, ash ashes". It is not magic, just my tongue for "payback, bitch" but it sounds much hotter spoken like this. My fingers sliding inside your ass and fingering it as you did earlier to mine... just on top of everything else that is currently happening
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23:13:42
the fingers in my ass, and the instrument of pleasure indy love canal, are a deadly continuation i am not sure how this woman could know would work, most would reel in pain... i do so in pleasure for a minute... as my body adjusts itself to the new sensations. and then, I manage to break free one leg, and kick at you as best I can, pressed as I am against the stone
23:16:47
As quickly as it began, the strapon vanishes into a cloud of golden mist, my fingers sliding out of your ass as I turn you around. With your one foot now flailing about, I can see that you are rather intent on getting out of these binds My my... you struggle so much! Perhaps Ishtar should free you... let you use your energy for pleasure instead of resistance.
I lean in and kiss you once more, my hands drifting across your body. Raking my nails over your skin, leaving marks in some spots as I shred the rest of your clothing tying you up
23:19:19
as the golden mist vanishes I grab a hold of you, strenght borne of frustration fueling me as I lift you off the ground and while extending one hand to the golden mist, pull it out of the ether again, reversing time as these strange backwards traveling stars shine upon us... the instrument of pleasure returns as I toss you to the ground so use my foot to keep your head down. as I grab your hips and pull you, impaling you on the instrument Payback indeed, whore~
23:26:19
[I lost one reply due to the call, a moment please...]
23:26:40
I grunt as I hit the ground Hmph, is that how you repay my kindness for releasing youuUUUUuuuUOOOOOOO!
I moan loudly as the strap-on slides into me now, pummeling my insides as you hold me down to the cold floor with your foot. Such an ungrateful harlot.... you are! Not even a kiss first!?
I half-heartedly complain below you as I struggle
23:31:16
Clearly still enjoying it, but moving against your act of restraint
23:31:36
i grab at the base of your skull, a handful of hair, and pull with force, keeping you in place, while my free hand grabs at your hip, nails digging into your flesh as we both synchronize, the fiery trails left by my raking giving of a sensation of burning as I put one last push into as the instrument disolves and ghe flames dim again
23:34:42
I arch my back at the sensation of the pain, letting out a cry as I roll away, the magic once again flickering as we find ourselves on even footing. Facing each other and slowly circling around, eyes wary of the others plan, both muttering magical incantations under our breath. But it is I who strike first once again, leaping at you like a jackal, pouncing on top as I hold you to the floor with my body. Wrapping my long legs around yours, ankle locked. One arm embracing you, gripping you by your hair. My other hand brought to my lips as I kiss my fingertips, bringing them to your lips... and then reaching down your body. Sliding my fingers into your slit, rubbing and massaging it, focusing on your clit. As I lean in to kiss you, I purr like a lioness against your lips, the vibrations causing a tingling sensation. And by magic, my fingers begin to do the same. Vibrating along with my purs, as I humm, sqeal, and make other sounds of lust into your mouth as we kiss. My fingers buzzing in magical synchronization with my vibrating kiss
23:39:20
the sensation is sudden and unexpected as Ishtar makes use of some ancient incantations ghat leave me defenseless~ my body writhing under your firm grasp, my own wall trembling with the power of your humming... it is undeniable you have had tome to practice this, but I do my best to stem the tide, remaining impossible as much as I can, biting my lower lip almost drawing blood, keeping moan and whimper at bay...
23:41:53
is resisting cumming (16% chance of cum) => Came!
23:41:57
i do my best, struggling against the onslaught, but the growling, oh the growling and pouring, the images of my recent fall from grace still fresh in my mind, they evoke sensations vividly within me. my body now stronger each muscle sharper than any blade in its definition... it is with this strenghtbof body that it betrays my still addled mind, as a rush of pleasure runs down my legs and flows on the stone floor, glowing with iridisence and causing the flames to grow to ne heights and almost burn the shadows that cling to them them
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23:45:36
/play-sound girl orgasm/Orgasm Squirt 1 long.mp3
23:45:39
Yesssss, that is it, Priestess, let your womanhood flow like the Tigris river in the rainy season...
23:46:29
*i struggle weakly in my bindings and kick agaisnt your body in a feeble attempt to free myself"
23:47:05
I enjoy every second of your ecstacy, the movements of your body so great that at one point I find myself thrown off, panting on the floor from the effort of the magical spell, both of us splayed on our backs, panting, covered in sweat and nude under the stars. I look over at you with a grin on my face Priestess.... your song of pleasure is so beautiful. I yearn to hear it again...
23:49:56
i lie down there for a moment, as the air returns to my sails, hhe divine breath infusing me with vitality as I take in the pleasure and warmth of this very moment... the flames keep dancing so I cannot stop either... but I... I need a breather first
23:51:31
i close my eyes, and my fists clench, as if pulling at the very stone below me... the spilled pleasure on the stoneworks seems to make it like mud, as if stone was flowing with power... I grasp and lift, for eathen prison escape a column of liquod stone that graps your wrist, then your ankles are trapped in the mud that solidifies in an instant... I stand up and smirk, snapping my dingers as dozens of tendrils scurry about your body
23:53:46
I feel the stonework beneath me betray me, turning into earthen phalluses that penetrate me, grip my tits, hold me in place. I cry out in frusteration and pleasure, eyes looking at you as you recover, though less so from wielding such magic. I know I cannot afford to stay like this, and with that I spread my arms wide, wings of light blooming from my back and pulling me up, enough to struggle and break free of the stones. Flying at you like a falcon as I tackle you to the ground, breaking your concentration on the spell. And now you cannot even be bothered to fuck me yourself?! Is this how people in your land pleasure one another?!
I nearly shriek, my fury making the bronze phallus appear once more attached to my torso. Perhaps I shall try it!
Gripping your hair, holding you prone to the ground as I fuck you roughly with the strapon like you did moments ago
23:57:54
ahhh FUCK!
The curse comes from the deepest part of my heart as I am thrust backwards and then made to take your implement of pleasure again~ I groan in frustration and anger at the audacity of this woman, but what she thought was her victory only drove her again to my grasp, as I bind her to the earth, clipping her luminous wings... the serpentine figures of stone, polished and soft to the touch, capture anew, this time with a little more tight grasp on your arms and legs, spreading you wide as you are taken and ravaged by the very floor upon which we stand
00:02:02
Screaming, writhing, teeth clenched as I struggle in the bindings. This time with my wings bound as well, I am forced to endure the fucking. Struggling, though undignified as it is, is an unfortunate necessity for me as I attempt to counter the spell. Muttering my own prayers and incantations between moans as I watch the spell drain you even faster than it does me
00:03:46
Ishtar will be free! Ishtar will not tire! Ishtar NEVER tires!
00:04:22
as you scream your challenge to the heavens, a Shockwave pust out the fires, and breaks the stone, that languidly returns to its original shape. as if your scream had banished any outside influence for s moment... even the wind stopped howling... and ghen..braziers come to life again with their flames and the shadows that seem them
00:06:22
We both stare at each other in the darkened night, glistening faces once more illuminated by the flash of firelight. Both of our pussies now swollen and glistening even more with our nectar along with the sweat. Almost as if the gods simply wish to watch us take turns fucking each other back and forth until one of us breaks... the magical strapon is back on me once more. I look up at you and smile, seeing the look in your eyes and the words you might be saying to try and bring the tentacles back... but for now, it is just me and my shiny strap-on. Time is strange up here, one moment I am lying on the floor across from you, the next I have a bright bronze phallus sticking up off of me, and then... I am on top of you. Kissing you, touching you, ravishing your body before pulling you into my lap. Forcing you to face outwards, sliding onto the strap-on and puilling your arms back as I lean back against a stone monument
00:11:04
Priestess, sing more of your song to the heavens above, give the opening notes of your carnal syphony that is to cum
00:11:26
the phallus once more coalescing around your waist is just too damn... annoying! its pleasure undeniable and yet, I need to not fall for it... our strenght so matched we perhaps are destined to go back and forth for eternity, as punishment for our sins, for being found wanting and falling short of our gods expectations... and If I mymust endure unimaginable pain or excruciating pleasure that would break the mind if lesser women, I will do so, and I will walk triumphant
00:14:56
i clise my minds and remain still my body although being ravaged, foes not interfere with my mund, not yet... it just did, and now its sated... so y clear myself of thought as I gather strenght to continue
00:16:13
I expect resistance, but instead I feel something else. It is not submission, it is simply... acceptance. Accepting of the fact that we are both sacred whores, pawns being used by the gods in a game for their own enjoyment. Perhaps they are voyeurs. All we can do is enjoy it until the very end. I begin kissing your neck as I mutter another few magical words, the strap-on staying... but changing. Morphing into a double-dildo shaped like a blunted bull horn. Feeling it slide into my own wet canal as I moan along with you now, embracing you tighter as we put on this ritualistic show for the gods as much as for ourselves
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00:19:05
(The gods must be
crazy perverts)
00:21:48
i simply raise my hips and let myself be taken, as my own body writhes beneath you, I feel you pressing me against the stone floor, its hard surface polished and cold, sends shivers up my spine... i hear your moaning, wondering how it is you are feeling such ecstasy. I push back and you thrust forward, in a dance as old as time, and I keep stifling my moans biting my lip as a droplet of blood falls from my lip
00:22:27
I grab your wrists and pin you entirely to the floor now, holding you hands above your head pinned to the stone floor. Leaning down to lick your lips and suck on them, humming once again as my tongue lashes at your red lips. Taking your nip one and applying the same treatment, nibbling and biting hard and feeling it swell between my teeth. My own bottom lip resting against your teeth, offering a tantalizing target. Pressing my full body into you, breasts mashed together as the remains of my garments cover our top halfs, your legs splayed wide open and taking my attention hard and deep as I ride you, you ride me, and we take the toy together
00:25:15
Hands sliding up your wrists to interlace our fingers, gripping tightly together, my nails almost digging into the back of your hand
00:25:47
the pleasure is immense, clearly borne of weilding or pleasuring countless partners~ a Priestess ehore is clearly an incredible talented lover, and I find myself not wanting to escape for s moment... it stretches out into infinity as bliss over takes my senses... but the memory of a blazing sun brings me back. it is not until many minutes later, that I react to the situation, not with struggle, but with a grin, knowing and aware You are winded, Priestess... perhaps your other lovers dodnt have as much stamina?~
00:29:12
I giggle softly at your statement as the fucking slows, pressing my hips into yours and letting the double-dildo rest deep inside of us both, our pussy lips almost kissing each others as our upper lips do. I lean my head back and move to kiss your nose Ishtar has had a great many lovers... she does not care for if she tires, for Ishtar never truely tires.
My hands soften in the force I apply to yours, lifting my torso upwards, the toy still deep inside of us as I begin to ride you in almost a cowgirl position. Hands behind my head playing with my hair, my breats poking through my robes as I put on a show for you meant to seduce, meant to entice If you are so well rested and vigirous... then take me, Priestess of Xixhiquetzal!!
00:32:25
i do not waste a moment of precious time, I grab your hips and guide them to synch with mine, ans I gyrate and undulate, I gyrate and thrust~ the same applies to me, building up my own pleasure as I build yours, but I... know where it is coming, how and when... and so I am mlre mentally able to resist such stimuli. I sit up after a few minutes, the position cradling you in place as I take your breast into my lips and suckled again, as my hips dance with yours~ one hand behind me to keep us upright, the other nehind you on your lower back to support and guide your pleasure as I take the reins of this encounter~ Ishtar does not tire you say~ well that is yet to be seen, Priestess Whore~
00:38:27
I begin to feel you take back control from the bottom, slightly fatigued from the fucking, my eyes shut as I moan and mutter prayers for strength from my goddess. But it feels SO good, and my body begins to go beyond me control as I feel my movements get faster, and faster, and faster
00:39:55
Scream again and again!! profess your own pleasure to the heavens and the world bellow, let the nations wonder if its the anger of gods or their sorrow that which they hear from the heavens!
00:40:23
I-Ish-Ishtar..i... oh GODDESS... I...
as your hands roam across my body I let out another moan, my own hands resting on the ground on either side of your head for balance as I try to control myself
00:40:37
is resisting cumming (92% chance of cum) => Came!
00:40:41
I let out a scream so loud that the shockwave causes the flames to go out entirely. Darkness encloses the mountain top, my screams of pleasure echoing into the heavens and a moment later lightning falls. Bolts striking each of the braziers with a thunderous boom, yet still that is eclipsed by my cries. The braziers relit as light returns, with me panting on top of you, drenched in sweat, convulsing a little, and my pussy leaking down to yours and twitching on the dildo as we both ride it together still
00:42:26
see how pleasure can still make your strenghtbwane, Priestess whore...
I feel the heat of your pleasure spill upon me and become opalescent as in seeps into the stones, as if the very place drank our combined euphoria
00:43:57
My eyes, now filled with a wanton lust, lock with yours. I lean down so our lips hover in front of each other's now, whispering to you with my breath hot against them You are... most skilled in prayer... But I need no lesson in the carnal arts from you... My Goddess... will be most pleased... with this... regardless...
I begin kissing you every few words, soft pecks upon your lips acting as periods in sentences. All the while the toy still inside of us as we embrace and kiss together under the flickering flames and twinkling stars. Under the gaze of each other and the heavens do our mortal bodies gift each other with the gods greatest gift to our kind. Pleasure Ash'nal-Har'k-Slu-ant'ash...
More strange words whispered to your lips, each punctuated with a peck. But at the end I press my lips hard against yours... and begin to purr again. This time, there are no hands on your mound of venus to vibrate... just the toy, which begins buzzing inside of us both as we moan into each others mouths
00:46:38
Sing... with... me.... Priestess...
00:46:54
I half command, half beg, delerious in pleasure
00:47:02
the sudden buzzing, the humm if power, it is immediate, my bodybreacts and tenses around the invading object... i had become accustomed to it, and yet it manages to surprise me still, pulling a moan from my lips before they are silenced. I look into your eyes, as your body is draped in starlight and shadows that dance, as the bridge of lights in the sky grow brighter with my pleasure... the surges create in the sky a burst of color, each one signaling my growing desire to be left to fly and coast on the pleasjre offered...
00:50:44
is resisting cumming (67% chance of cum) => Came!
00:50:46
my mind is filled with erotic sounds and sensations, smells of decadent perfumes and songs strung together with moans and whimpers from both of us, woven im a tapestry of sapphic delight. I am not able to resist as the sudden buzzing hits my very core,your warm pleasure still on my skin from the recent peak in feminine ecstasy... it compounds, it grown on itself as I grab on my own breasts enhancing the pleasure, arching my back beautifully. I close my eyes and throw back my head just a moment as the waterfalls of lust run their course, creating a new lake of desire on the floor beneath us, bathing us both in iridisence
00:54:23
/play-sound girl orgasm/Orgasm Squirt 1 long.mp3
00:54:30
Moaning together along with you, our pressed pussies with the Bronze dildo between us both leaking. Their squirting streams like the Tigris and Amazon Rivers as our cries of mixed pleasure ring out into the night
00:55:04
as the pleasure that wrecked me subsides almost instantaneously, I place one hand on your neck, tightening so your words cannot conjure any more tricks, pushing you down to the floor and keeping the phallus in my hand, it turning to gold mist again and recoalescing around me, as if the gods blessed me now, my tur to weild the power... perhaps they really are just playing with us, but there is nothing we can do... I flip you over, the stone cold and damp with or ecstasy licks your skin, as I grab the edge if your mouth and good you like a fish as I impale you, the bronze instrument sliding in between your lips, filling you... I stay still for a moment, before setting a punishing pace
00:59:08
I find myself gripped by the neck like some whore in a back sumerian alley and thrown down. Your fingers going to my mouth, hooking them in just for that sadistic humiliation that seems to rampant in your lands. All I can do is put my head down and cry out like the Whore of Babylon in this instance... praying to my Goddess for strength and that she not leave me, my only desire being to fulfil my promise to her Nggh,...... Goddesssss.....give.... me.... strength!
Fists slamming down on the floor as I feel the energy regain in my body, enough to begin wiggling side to side, putting you off balance
01:03:31
I let you escape my grasp if only to gather strenght of my own as we near the very precipice of our ecstatic duel. I stumble back abd admire my handywork, your body sweating and glistening same as mine, bronze covered in pearls, testament to our shared pleasure.
01:06:04
I roll away and into an almost crab walk, before sitting down in a Lotus position, looking at you. Do you remember the first thing I said to you in my tongue tonight?
A wicked smirk plays across my face as I utter a few familiar, albiet different sounding words. The ground beneath you shivers... as it suddenly lashes up at you! Earthen tentacles wrapping around your limbs, forcing your legs open, fucking every orifice. Your pussy, your ass, your mouth. Payback... bitch.
01:07:55
The sudden realization arrives but a moment too late, half a heartbeat... had i been a hummingbird's wing flutter faster, i could have avoided this fate, but alas.... i was not, and soon, earthen pillas capture me and force themselves upon me, my body feels every sensation, every touch as i am lifter and suspended in the air, forced to endure this ignomnity, getting fucked on all sides by mere constructs borne of the soil. My whimpers are muffled by the one currently threatening to choke me.... so in absence of the abilty to draw in breath, i conserve what I have
01:11:53
The spell is new to me, and not easy to maintain. I was somewhat surprised it even managed to work, but I am pleased. With practice... it will be useful. Before it exhausts me entirely, I break the enchantment, the phalluses crumbling to dust as you fall to the ground. I still sit in a lotus position, but my breathing is quickened, sweating even more than I was, my thick wavy hair sticking out like a wild woman in the humid night air
01:13:55
Brushing my hair aside as I tilt my head playfully to the side A most useful trick... my thanks for showing it to me, Priestess.
01:15:26
You know... us priestesses are more than mere ministrators of the gods...
i say as i am released, first on one knee, grabbing the dust of the tentacles as they dissolve... we... are also scientists... we have the divine mandate to learn of the god's creation... did you know, that within every rock upon which you walk... lies dormant potential...?
i let the dust fall from my hand into the ground, seeping back into it as if it was never disturbed, then extend my palm and slam it to the stone floor and begin pulling from the rock a new kind of rock, blackened and reflectant surface, the tendrils move fluid like water, like snales,,, and they shoot to your body, trapping you same as you did to me, only this time, they are more polished, almost like your phallic bronze instrument
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01:19:41
[there's levels to this shit kinda moment? xD]
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01:20:54
[Metalbending is canon now? xD]
01:22:12
There is a brief moment before the spell takes hold, to which I retort There is no need of science, only what the gods create and what they give us. It is Ishtar who taught us how to grow grains, make canals. How to forge blades, how to-
My words at this point are cut off, as the tentacles take me, this time in a paraody of the bronze magic I wield. I cry out in frusteration, but I feel myself invigorated, and the magic now better understood, I cry out a prayer for salvation. And the gods... being the perverse voyeurs that they are, answer. A second set of bronze tentacles errupts from the earth beneath you. Seemingly a beast with a thousand appengades lives beneath the stone, summoned up from beneath us by the gods to fuck us both senseless. Distant thunder rolls across the clouds, their laughter at us. That is the only sound, along with the twinned cries of our pleasure, and the shifting grinding of metal and earth
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01:24:30
R-ride with Ishtar!
01:25:12
the tentacles dragging us closer together, forcing us to watch the other be impaled at the same time as us upon the earthen cocks
01:25:31
Tthere is little I can do to escape thes bindings that you so effortlessly copied from me, my cries of pleasure mingle with yours, none of us are even in control anymore and yet, we both are victims of forces beyond our control, the rolling thunder certainly is Tlaloc laughing as he chases after the cenzontl. I relax my body, lest my muscles are teared by the strenght of these appendages. I moan and howl in pleasure, my juices falling from me on to the stone and turning iridiscent as the stone drinks them, and renews its energy in a cycle
01:29:13
Both of us but puppets of flesh for the gods to gaze upon. Regardless of the outcome tonight, we both know we are ultimately just their toys. And like any toy, when one grows bored of the game... it is dropped. As quickly as it came, both sets of tentacles go back into the earth. Dropping us both to the ground next to each other. The dust clinging to our sweaty skin as we both lay there, quivering and recovering
01:30:53
as the tentacles subside and return to the erath, i simply close my eyes and breathe in deeply, my body is almost spent, and my mind is struggling to keep track of even the most basic of constellations as i look up yo the heavens. My chest raises and falls, and my muscles protest, but i force them to sit myself up and rest against the cold stone floor, one leg close to my body, the other extended, both arm on my knee as I watch you struggle yourself to regain your senses
01:35:19
Although we are opponents in a sense, we are also lovers. To my goddess, there is no greater thing. Much like how she spends the winter in the underworld, fighting and fucking her rival lover Ereshkigal, goddess of the underworld. Our eyes sparkle at each other like the firament above us, and almost with magnetic attraction we are drawn together in a kiss. Leaning over towards each other as we softly peck each other over and over. Pecks turn to presses. Presses slowly open. Tongues begin to slide out. All of this carnal display thrills my goddess beyond belief, and she invigours me with a burst of energy to give her one final prayer on this night. I roll over in the dirt and atop you, it cannot be called a pin, for we are both too sweaty and tired for that. Instead, I take your hand and interlock our fingers together, holding it above your head as I lay atop you. Kissing you with great passion as my other hand drifts down your body. Leaving red marks along your bronze skin as I go until I reach your thigh. And then I ever so gently trace my fingertips back up, and then down, and then to the side towards your pussy. Rubbing, then entering, fingering, pumping. Starting as a slow movement and turning into a deep and intense fingering. All the while kissing you, denying your breath of anything but my own, tongues to busy to talk until I pull back and say...
01:40:16
Sing for Ishtar.
01:40:21
is resisting cumming (62% chance of cum) => Came!
01:40:28
Let your cries of pleasure ring out into the night
01:40:57
Let the gods themselves be witness
01:41:07
Offer yourself to them!
01:41:21
Whispering these words and demands into your ear, licking it, biting it. Kissing down your neck, leaving marks all along as I go
01:41:51
the sudden burst of action when you were layin gon the cold stone is enough to make me gasp in surprise, all the more when i feel your body tangle around min, your sweat covered skin is slick.... i could escape,,, but my body refuses to obey as soon as your fingers find my pussy... their soft delicate touch is an explosion of pleasure almost instantly... I tense and grit my teeth, battling my own body for control... closing my eyes, breathing heavily and still doing my best to focus on staying in the present, the moment, to ignore said stimuli, and to instead gaze at the stars in searcg of solace... I open my eyes and look up at them for strenght
01:46:00
but the stars do not answer my questions nor solve any of my problems, fo I lost the instrument with wich i studied them, and so their secrets are veiled to me. My legs start shaking against yours, the inequivocal signal of impending doom... my eyes, cast to the heavens.... threaten to go white with pleasure.... and yet, as if the stars called me of a perverse purpose, I throw my head back, my body arching ever more, my ass pressed to your hips, my tits heaving... up and down... and then... they stop... i see a white flare behind my eyes a surge of immense power
01:48:43
and the power overwhelms me, it washes over me... it is not the blazing sun I saw... but its punishment, its condemnation for being testend and being found wanting... for succumbing to the pleasures of the flesh at the hands of a Whore Priestess. My legs quake with tremendous power, they would flail uncontrolably had you not restrained them in this shameful position of surrender, of an offering... i feel my flower bloom and yield its nectar in an arch as eautiful as that of my body, a shameful and humilliating act, yet still charged with feminine beauty. My inner walls flutter around your digits ands I scream, not out of pain... but pleasure and frustration as my body disobeys me, exploding in an earth shattering and mind numbing orgasm
01:53:40
/play-sound girl moaning 240BPM/240bpm2.mp3
01:53:43
(holy fuck 🫠 ok... get ready :) )
01:54:19
An instrument, that is exactly what you are, and I play you like one as you sing your song of carnal delights to the heavens. Thunder rolls across the clouds once more, the flames around us and the stars above seem to grow a bit brighter, and the gods clearly pleased with the sacrifice that has taken place on the edge of the temple steps, as tradition demands. I do not relent, I keep fingering, and pumping. Curling them up into your pussy, deep into your G-spot and pressing. Sliding them up along your upper wall, towards the back. Fingertips dancing with the nub of your cervix as my thumb rubs your clit. I make you cum again, and again, and again. Forcing you into a kneeling position on the edge of the temple. Behind you, one hand tightly gripping your neck as the other continues to work your defeated cunt. Naked, sweaty, covered in dirt, Hair a mess, tears running down your face, and your pussy weeping from the shame of your submission to my goddess
01:56:52
MY GODDESS!! I OFFER YOU THIS HARLOT! THIS FALLEN PRIESTESS OF THE FALSE GODDESS XIXHIQUELTZAL! MAY SHE KNOW YOUR TRUE NAME, ISHTAR!!!
01:57:06
And it shows... for I am still partially clad in my priestess attire. The easy to remove bottom portions being the only part lost, and at that, an intended design of my outfit. Being a sacred prostitute, easy access only makes sense. But I still look the part of High Priesstess of Ishtar. And you... you look like something that crawled out of a slave pit. As I feel your body grow limp from the endless pleasure I gift to you, I lean in and whisper
01:58:33
Ishtar thinks... your goddess, weak as she is... may give you one more chance... BUT... Ishtar offers you this...
01:59:00
Submission to Ishtar's temple... a pleasure slave... all your whims... all your desires met. All that I require... is worship...
01:59:28
I let you fall to the ground, panting
01:59:38
Dont answer now, and dont speak.
01:59:45
Thought will only escape your weak mesoamerican mind.
02:00:00
Should you ever wish for true salvation... I lean down and grip you by the jaw, nails digging into your cheeks, enough to bite into your skin. Your cheeks are wet, you think its from tears, all you can see through your bleary eyes is my smirking face before I force your head to turn and look towards the glowing GOLDen gate*
02:01:05
Should you ever wish for true salvation...
I lean down and grip you by the jaw, nails digging into your cheeks, enough to bite into your skin. Your cheeks are wet, you think its from tears, all you can see through your bleary eyes is my smirking face before I force your head to turn and look towards the glowing GOLDen gate
02:01:23
You just need to walk through that gate... actually, no. You do not deserve that, walking is for those with dignity and purpose. You will crawl. And you will serve... but you will live a life more luxurious than ANY you can imagine here.
02:02:18
Until then, broken priestess of a weak god... Ishtar bids you good night...
I lean down for one final kiss, and reach into my robes. Taking out a small wooden instrument and placing it in your mouth. Dragging you to the centre of the alter, picking up scraps of your disgraced priestess uniform as I go. Leaving you right in the middle as I gag you with the insrument, tying your outfit around your face, to keep it in, with every breath a note plays
02:04:00
Taking another scrap of your uniform and blindfolding you, covering your eyes enough times even the starlight does not come through, and your hearing is muffled. You can barely hear my voice, not over the sound of your beating heart and the notes forced from your lips with the wooden gagpipe
02:04:53
Sluts do not deserve any sense but touch and taste.
02:05:37
The taste of wood forced into your mouth, and the lingering hint of cherry from earlier. Your sight and hearing gone And I suppose smell... to smell the scent of your weakness. your defeat at the hands of a superior cult.
02:06:32
The touch of me kicking you over so you are face down, dragging my foot over your body as I press you down face first into the dirt
02:07:00
I lean in, putting pressure on your spine with my foot, enough to whisper one last thing before departing Now, Priestess... get fucked.
02:07:44
You feel me get off you, and can hear me muttering a few words, unsure of what is happening... and then you feel the earth beneath you quiver
02:08:09
Tentacles of bronze erupt once more, taking your body, binding you, and lifting you as a final offering to the heavens. Fucking your pussy and ass, gripping your tits, your thighs, wrapped around your neck squeezing, every cry turned into a musical notes for the gods to enjoy
02:09:05
As I leave the portal with my honour restored, you are left to the tentacles to get fucked to unconsciousness before your goddess... knowing that ultimately... you failed her mission.
02:09:33
Smirking to myself as I hear the last few notes of your song before returning to my temple, sparring one last look at the tattered priestess. The few feathers left on her now falling off like a plucked bird, before I step through back into Mesopotamia.
02:10:42
(ok... Im done if you want to add anything, or we can finish!)
02:11:36
[hahhah what else can I add~ Bravo?]
02:11:54
(Sorry
giggles Ishtar might have gone a bit hard there :P)
02:12:27
[hard? oh? I thought you were going easy not to hurt me... o.o]
02:12:55
[no seriously, really good~ now~... player chat~ ----->]
02:13:51
