Aphrodite's Curse Ch. 019

Demetrius was completely swept away by the queen's erotic appeal. Kneeling on the hard marble floor, the delicious toes of Helkios firmly in his mouth, he throbbed and thrust his cock impotently in the air at each swirl of his tongue in between her dainty toes. Queen Helkios, quite overcome by his attentions, lazily dangled her right leg over the arm of her throne, swirling tiny circles around her inner thigh as she felt warm juices gush out of her wet pussy and begin to soak the cushion of her velvet chair. Grasping the back of his neck with her free foot, she guided him up his slow ascent to her throbbing pulsing sex. Demetrius smiled as he began to slowly lick and kiss his way up her leg, running a wet trail from his tongue from her ankle, to the back of her knee, to the inside of her thigh before stopping right on the edge of her soaking and quivering muff. Lightly blowing over her quivering pubic hairs he smiled as he saw her begin to gyrate, obviously becoming quite aroused by his ministrations. Sticking out his long tongue he touched the tip to the base of her cunt and slowly and deliberately licked his way agonizingly slowly up to the top of her honey pot. Helkios grabbed both of his ears and let out a loud moan as she pulled him tighter inside her feeing his whole mouth devour her purring snatch. Within seconds her first orgasm started to build in the tips of her toes and began to undulate up her body in increasing waves of pleasure.

Watching this display the guards really could stand no more. Slowly fingering themselves while watching this show, they both threw themselves to the floor and crawling up behind his twisting ass they knelt behind Demetrius, each sinking their teeth into one of his cheeks. Two sets of hands now wildly stroked and teased his cock and dangling balls and every other inch of the rest of his exposed flesh. As they stroked and sucked he let out a little whimper as the teasing went on unmercifully. Through his slurping and gurgling, his mouth coated with the nectar of the Queen, Demetrius again prayed pitifully to the Goddess Aphrodite for release. He knew it would not work, but aching so badly after so many countless years of denial he had to try. An hour later, his balls throbbing constantly and growing purpler with each minute, the silence from Aphrodite was his answer to his prayer. Helkios, head thrown back in pure ecstasy, screamed yet again as her whole body was racked by the powerful force of yet another orgasm. Overly sensitive now after her last spasm, she gently pushed Demetrius out of her pussy, grinning as she watched her juices dripping off of his face onto the floor. Sighing deeply, her whole nether regions tingling, she exhaled deeply feeling a level of satisfaction never experience before. "Asasara will be VERY pleased with this sacrifice" she smiled as sank back down into her throne.

Looking at her loyal guards running their hands over his stomach, cock and balls, she grinned. Such a prime capture as this deserves a special reward. Clapping her hands loudly, the guards stopped their erotic assault on Demetrius and looked down at the floor, awaiting instructions from their queen. "Saba and Punge (the guard's names), arise, you have earned a special recognition. You will be awarded the honor of preparing the sacrifice for next year's festival. "Looking up from the floor, Saba and Punge eyes both opened wide as they heard their queen's words. Licking their lips, they pondered what a delicious time they were going to have over the next year preparing Demetrius for the Asasara. Poor Demetrius only wobbled unsteadily on the floor as his whole body trembled in desperate need for release. The queen, holding her foot again to his face, grinned as he automatically kissed it. "Yes, he will be a wonderful sacrifice to Asasara" rubbing her other foot under his body, playing with his low hanging fruit and teasing it with her toes she continued. "Yes, these plums will plant many seeds in our people, especially after the year of preparation is complete. Now, bind him and prepare him to witness this year's sacrifice. Both of you will have a place of honor in my box." Sabe and Punge were elated, as being allowed to watch the sacrifice from the Queen's balcony was a great honor. Attaching an iron collar to Demetrius they followed the queen down a long marble hall to two great bronze doors at the other end. As they approached, the sounds of the crowds grew louder and louder.

Opening the door, the queen emerged onto a balcony overlooking an amphitheater. The crowd, seeing her emerge went wild with elation. They had been waiting for hours for the ceremony to begin properly and were becoming quite restless. Demetrius blinked several times as his eyes adjusted to the light. Hundreds of naked women filled every seat in the theatre and through the day had worked themselves into quite a frenzy waiting for the sacrifice. All eyes appeared to be focused on a small set of doors to the left of the box where he was standing, as the crowd waited for the sacrifice to be brought out. Through a small window in the back of the queen's box, Demetrius could peer down into the holding chamber that feed out into the arena. His cock twitched uncontrollably at the unbelievable sight that greeted his eyes.

Chained to a wooden beam behind his back was a young man, no older than Demetrius, and he was a pitiful sight. His eyes had rolled back into his head and his whole body shook and trembled. His cock was visibly throbbing and oozing pre-cum in a steady stream and his balls looked almost as full and tortured as Demetrius's did. Beside him were two exquisite creatures, and they were working him over thoroughly. One dark haired beauty was licking his nipple as she bit his neck while her partner squatted behind him and raked her nails over his hanging testicles while simultaneously slowly milking him, her fingers dancing slowly over the tip of his penis. His groans were quite audible and he was begging non-stop for relief. Demetrius could not take his eyes off of the scene, drawn equally to the beautiful women, their heavy breasts swaying as they worked over their prisoner, and the obvious throbbing desperation of their victim. His own balls throbbed in sympathy as he watched, wanting to turn away but realizing he could not.

Saba grinned as she watched the expression on Demetrius's face. "Enjoying the show Prisoner?" she asked as she again began to play with his balls again. "How long do you think he will last? I bet it won't be two minutes, as he seems far too gone to have any control left." Confused, he turned to the two girls and his stomach fell as he saw the look of lust on their faces, slowly realizing what was going on. The poor boy they were watching had been in the kingdom now for one year exactly to the day. For that year, as preparation for today's ceremony, he had been relentlessly and constantly edged to brink of orgasm, just to be denied at the last minute. The reason, Demetrius would soon learn, was that when subjected to this teasing torture the objective was to produce the maximum amount of sperm for the sacrifice. Whoever this poor boy was, it was obvious that he was beyond any normal human endurance and now had been reduced to his whole being becoming simply a giant throbbing cock with a body attached. He drooled and groaned pitifully as they continued to stroke his cock and massage his deep purple balls for one last time. The hour had come for the ceremony to begin. Helkios stood up from her chair and the crowd went immediately silent. A lone woman emerged and blew a giant rams horn indicating that the annual ritual had begun.

The door to the holding chamber was opened and the two tormenting women lead the poor boy out into the center of the arena. The crowd, upon seeing him went wild with ovation, clapping and cheering wildly as he entered. In the center of the arena was an iron ball and chain, unnoticed by Demetrius before. The lad, shaking uncontrollably at this point, still dry humping the air in desperate thrusts had the shackle attached to the base of his balls locking him tight. He was quite fixed in the middle of the stadium and would not be able to escape with his balls intact.

Other doors around the arena now opened and out stepped twelve beauties, all naked of course, and looking as alluring as every other woman on this island. In their hands they all carried jade images of the Snake Goddess and all lay on the ground around the boy in a circle and instantly began to stroke their delicious female flesh, writhing on the ground, stroking their obviously erect nipples. After five or ten minutes having worked themselves up to a maximum erotic frenzy each plunged the jade statues into their pussies, shrieking out as the snake statues penetrated their bodies and threw them closer to the edge of orgasmic release. Obviously all quite overcome with lust they, and the entire crowd, began to chant "Asasara come forth, the time of harvest has come. Asasara come forth, the time of harvest has come. Asasara come forth, the time of harvest has come." their frantic dildos flashing into and out of their sopping wet honey caves as they chanted.

Behind the sacrifice a black green mist began to slowly rise out of the ground. Oozing into a column, the mist began to undulate and pulse, swirling around in a circle faster and faster before finally materializing as the Goddess Asasara herself. Once appearing, the twelve women grew more and more frantic in their desperate frigging, and the snake goddess turned her enormous black/green snakehead towards the terrified man in front of her. A smile forming on her cold serpentine lips, she bent her body down and smelled him deeply, forked tongue darting quickly in and out of her mouth. Coiling her tail around his leg she ran the tip of it through the boy's legs, exploring his exposed ass and darting in and out of his exposed anus causing him to immediately start to buck. Wrapping her coils now around his throbbing cock, it pulsed and drooled an immense stream of pre-cum. Obviously the slick smooth scales of the Goddess felt unbelievable on his tortured dick, especially after a year of perpetual teasing and denial. Stroking faster and faster, the tip of the tail twirled under his balls, feeling for the perfect moment to strike. As the boy rose on his tiptoes, head thrown back, obviously right on the very edge of bliss, Asasara lowered her enormous head to his crotch taking his cock in her mouth, the muscles in her throat quivering as enormous contractions in her throat gave the victim the most intense blowjob they ever had felt. The pressure was too much and the boy exploded into the Goddesses mouth, throbbing and twitching his whole body as he spasmed 20 or 30 times emptying an entire year's worth of denied cum into the belly of Asasara.

As his balls drained, his cries of pure bliss echoing through the chamber, the belly of the beast began to expand as it was filled with his seed. Finally slumping loose in his bondage, obviously spent, the beast continued to suck past the point of pleasure, his cock overly sensitive after such a huge release. Now the cries of bliss were replaced by shrieks of pain as his life-force began to be ripped from his body. As Asasara continued her oral ministrations, the boy's body began to turn grey rapidly aging from a youthful 18-year-old into a very old old man, finally drying up completely into a cloud of dust and evaporating. His whole life essence now removed, left nothing but a dull brown dust pile as residue. Asasara, her fangs showing through her enormous satisfied smile lifted her tail and began to stroke one of the women undulating at her feet. Stroking her body with the tip of the tail, she penetrated her wet slit emptying some of the contents from the sacrifice deep into her womb, coating her whole insides with the seed. Each woman in turn was so penetrated by the Goddess and all would have given birth by the next harvest. Asasara once again had provided, and swaying back and forth returned to the mist and disappeared.

Watching this from the balcony, Demetrius was overcome by both horror and arousal, his cock drooling at such a sight, but his spine shivering with the terror at witnessing the death of the victim. Sabe and Punge now stood on either side of him running their hands slowly over his ass, pinching and squeezing every curve and crevice each staring down at his manhood and grinning wildly. Cupping his balls from behind, Punge leaned down and licked a bead of precum off of this tip, giggling at his pitiful moan. Queen Helkios now turned and faced him her lips curling into an unmistakable smirk. "Girls, take him to the chamber of preparation. He is all yours until the next ceremony." Chain pulling taunt on his neck, he was quickly led down the hall and through another door leading to the lower depths of the palace. Praying over and over to Aphrodite for preparation, Demetrius realized that no matter what happens he was going to have a very long year ahead of him.