Victoria was stretched across a long table, her bare chest pressed against the dark wood. She was bent over at the waist, her own legs lashed to the thick legs of the table and her arms stretched forward and tied at the wrist.
Every few moments she would feel a touch across her back and shoulders, a hand cupping her buttocks, or a thumb trailing across the side of her breast as the patrons of Eros milled about her Master’s home. Each time it filled her body with a warm tingling sensing. It was her honor to serve her Master’s home as a priestess of Eros- her body and the bodies of her fellow servants were a small temple to their god, and each time a guest cared her she shuddered in sacred delight.
Victoria wasn’t the only living decoration on display in the Ardor Room, other men and women who pledged their life to serve the god Eros adorned the tables and walls of the finely furnished room. All of them open for a patron to admire or use for prayer to the god Eros. APriestess to the left of Victoria sat in a simple chair, her legs spread apart and tied at the ankles and her arms tied down behind her so that her chest and breasts were forced up. The priestess, whose name was Selam, had come from Ethiopia and had rich dark colored skin. From her position, Victoria could see patrons palming her ample breasts in each hand or dipping their head to suck on her erect nipples. Victoria’s own breasts ached in response, hungry to be touched and sucked also.
I’m glad not to be blindfolded. She thought to herself
I want to watch them explore her entire body.
A distinguished gray haired patron had just stopped in front of Selam- and Victoria recognized him. He was a general and business partner of their Master. She had been asked to serve him before so that he might use her body to worship Eros and ask for protection before a long journey north.
He worshiped the god with his tongue by placing her on a long slab in their garden and licking her folds and clip. He kept her there, kissing between her legs and licking up and down her slit until her orgasm wrapped through her and her moans scared the birds away from the trees. Now, tied to a table watching him approach Selam, she felt herself growing wet with the memory.
Selam was too low for him to worship with his tongue, so instead he gently placed his middle finger on Selam’s mouth and said,
“Suck.”
She obeyed, and after she sucked on his finger for a few moments he removed it and ran it along her played slit. Victoria couldn’t see the opening of Selam’s soft folds from her position, but she could see her face as he began to finger her. Her head tipped back and she closed her eyes as he increased his pace, her muscles straining against the cords the held her to the chair-
“Good girl-” the man said “let Eros hear your prayer. Let him fill your body and do his work.”
He used his other hand to grab her breast and pinch her nipple while he workd. A deep groan was coming from Selam and Victoria could now hear the sound of her wetness as he worked her. Then she heard a low laugh from just behind her and felt touch on her exposed buttons. The hands parted her ass cheats and held them open for inspection before a knuckle was dragged along her wet slit.
“You like watching your fellow priestess reject?” The voice asked.
“You’re Already worshiping Eros and no one has even touched you- what a good little priestess you are…”
A long finger was pushed inside of her wet pussy and Victoria gasped.
“Praise Eros-” she said, and then “how shall I worship the god for you, sir?” As he started to work his finger in and out.
“My wife is due to give birth soon, and I want the god to give her a quick delivery and a healthy baby.”
“May Eros and all the gods protect your- oof.”
She was cut off as he had slowly withdrawn his finger and then added another one- pushing against the walls of her pussy as he waited for her to open up. Once he slide both fingers in he continued to push them in and out, picking up speed.
“Your pussy is doing all the work, priestess- look how wet this makes you. The gods can hear the sounds of your sweet body when I fuck you like this-“
Victoria groaned as he continued, trying to push her hips back into his hand to deepen the reach of his fingers.
“Sestersus!” He called back to someone else “look at this one- she’s hungry to worship and take our offers.”
Victoria felt the heat of someone else joining them, and then two hands were smacking and pulling back her ass cheats. His hands were firm and strong, practiced and confident, not that of a nervous youth.
“You’re right Publius, she’s soaking your hand and the table. I think this tight little ass would be perfect for my requests-“
The man named Publius slowed his rhythm inside of her, but keep movement in his hand while Sestersus worked. Victoria felt a vile of warm holyoil being poured over her buttocks, and then a thick hand gently working it into her skin and then down into the crack. Her breath caught as a finger ran across her asshole. It worked the oil into the space between her slit and her ass, and then returned to her hole and rubbed over it gently and repeatedly.
“Oh- oh- ohh-” Victoria moaned and pressed herself deeper into the hard wood of the table, “I might be ready for the first request.”
She felt her pussy tension around Publius’s fingers as she got ready to have her first orgasm for the evening- it built inside of her like a low hum and then all at once it was fighting to escape. Publius had worshiped at her Master’s temple before, so he knew how to time his request with the revelation of the priestess. He picked up his pace again, fingering her quicker while Sestersus kept massaging oil into her asshole.
“Pray for my wife and her delivery-” he said as her body started to strain against the ropes and her groans got louder and louder.
“May she deliver safely-” she said as the first wave started to wrap her body “ohhh- lord Eros may the baby be healthy-“
Finally the wave took her as he slammed his fingers into her sucking wetness.
“Praise Eros! Oh gods, Praise Eros!” She shouted and came hard, tightening her muscles against the ropes. Per their custom, the other priests and priestesses on display around the room joined in her shouts of “Praise Eros!” and “Praise be to him!”
Some of them also spilling over in shaking orgasm at the sound of her rapture.
“Good girl, that was beautiful,” Publius said and gently removed his fingers from her. He gave her ass a light jiggle and then a slap.
“Thank you for your service, I’ll come again tomorrow to make sure my prayers are heard.”
Victoria nodded, but couldn’t say anything in reply as she was still recovering.
“Sestersus, do you want my help preparing her for your request?”
“Mm, yes if you don’t mind,” the other man replied. He was massaging her ass cheeks now, replacing Publius directly behind her. His thumbs were taking turns moving up along her slit and over her asshole, continuing to work the holy oil into her like a persistent warm waterfall over her most sensitive parts.
“Hold her open so I can get the rest of this oil into her-” he said.
Two hands pulled her ass cheeks open again and then Sestersus was pushing the thick head of the glass vile into her asshole.
“Come on girl, open up-” he said encouragingly. He worked the vile tip in and out loosening her hole. The vile head was about the size of a thumb and the glass was smooth and slippery. She exhausted and shifted her hips to better prepare her body to accept the man’s request. She felt her hole relax and the full head of the vile slipped in, letting its warm holy oil contents fill her.
“There you are- good girl.” Sestersus said and Publius laughed and lightly shook one of her ass cheeks “take the wholevile and then we will add the prayer beads.”
Victoria pressed the side of her face into the table and let her mouth hang open a bit- she was breathing heavily from her last orgasm but the holy oil felt warm and good in her asshole. She smiled and wiggled her hips a little in the refuges- her Master made it clear that today was for small prayers and requests only, and larger dedications would need to wait until the ceremonies of the full moon. Some of the guests were disappointed, but the priests and priestesses of Eros were used to this and know that even the smaller prayers and rights could be very pleasant. Victoria loved receiving a request directly into her body, and while her breasts ached for attention, she enjoyed the position she had been appointed to that evening.
“Is that the whole vile?” Publius asked. Victoria felt a slight tug and Sestersus spun the vile around in her ass to make sure it was fully drained.
“I believe so- alright, you need to try andKeep as much of this in you as you can, otherwise the prayer beads will be difficult to take. Understand?”
Victoria nodded and Publius held open her ass cheeks as Sestersus removed the vile quickly. She clenched and tried to keep the warm fluid from flowing out. A thumb ran across her asshole as a reward and to spread the dripped oil around a little more.
Once, a patron had filled her with holy water until her lower abdomen formed a little bump- she had to knee and hold the holy water inside of her while he rubbed her slit and sucked her nipples. Her hands had caressed her little bump while she focused on his prayer requests for the gods. She came hard when he bit one of her nipples, but still held the holy water inside of her until he said she could release.
“Well done- is your body ready for my prayer requests?” Sestersus asked Victoria. Her pussy was still wet from being fingered and now her ass and body glistened with holy oil.
“Yes sir- the god Eros is here and listening.”
There was a rustling, and then a feeling of something round and smooth and cold pressed against her asshole. Victoria did her best to open up, exhaling slowly and raising her ass to her patrons.
“Good girl, open back up. It’s much bigger than the vile but you can take it. Just like that-” The glass bead began to go into her, her asshole opening to accept it.
“Oh gods,” she cried out “oh Eros please accept this request-“
The bead was as large as a fist, but eventually it pushed past the largest part of the swell and slipped into her.
“Praise the gods,” she gasped, “your request is accepted.”
“Praise the gods indeed,” Sestersus replied and scratched her ass a few times to rejoice in its bounce. Victoria moaned and shifted in her restraints. Her ass felt full and her body was trembling.
“I have two more, my dear. Hold on until you have accepted all of my requests.”
“Yes sir,” she replied and Victoria felt another cold glassbead at the entrance of her ass. It was attached to the first one on a short rope that tugged on the bead as Sestersus moved the second into position.
“Eros, take this second request from your faithful servant,” she pleaded and Sestersus began to push the bead into her. Sweat had begun to form on her forehead, and she felt drool on the corner of her mouth. Her body was taken by the god for his worship and she could Feel her entire body responding.
Her toes wiggled as her asshole opened again to take the second bead. It pushed into the first one, making it go deeper into her, filling her with his prayers. She bared down on the table and groaned low and long, Publius brushed the hair out of her face so she could feel the cool air.
“Look at her take it, Sestersus. She’s so devoted that she’s taking another one in her ass. What great discipline she has for the gods.” He gave her a thumb to suck briefly, which made her hungry to be filled with a cock or a blessed phallus- but she knew that couldn’t happen until the full moon ceremonies.
“That’s good, Publius. She’s opening wider while she sucks on you. Keep sucking on him so you can take it all.”
Victoria’s ass strained against the roundest part of the bead, but eventually it pushed past her ring and she took the request into her body. Publius removed his finger so she could say her rights.
“May Eros hear your prayer,” she said, “may he bless your life.”
He put his thumb back in her mouth, and then she felt a hand brush her slit. Her body shuddered. The third ball was hanging from the short string, pulling on the other two inside of her. Instead of moving immediately to place the third bead, he pushed his thumb into her wet pussy. Her body was so full, she was panting as she tried to keep herself under control.
Sestersus read her strain and fingered her lightly and said “Last one, and then you may spill over and worship your god.”
The third glass bead was pushedup to the entrance of her asshole.
“That’s right little girl, take it. Take it in your ass to bless my fields. If the god hears you, I will tell your master to give you such a sweet reward. Is that what you want? Do you want a reward from your Master?”
“Yes,” Victoria moaned, “oh, Praise Eros and bless my Master. Bless you both.”
Both men chuckled and Publius smacked each ass cheek while Sestersus finger fucked her a little bit more. Then, he started pushing that third bead into her.
Victoria truly didn’t know if her ass would be able to take it. She opened her mind like she’d been taught and relaxed her body trusting that her god would take control.
“May Eros hear this prayer, may he hear this prayer,” she repeated to herself- eventually the bead moved into her, her body continuing to fill. Publius kept smacking each ass cheek, and Victoria could see the shape of his hard cock pressed against the table. His pregnant wife was a lucky woman, and Victoria ached to be filled with these men in the coming days.
While she relaxed into the anal beads, she thought about the ceremony of the full moon and how they would all begin preparing for it. Aulus was a male priest and often her assigned partner in these ceremonies. They had been given with similar services to the god and we’re reliable partners during the various performances during the holy seasons. For the feast of fertility, she often played the sacred cow and Aulus the first bull to use her. She took his large cock well, and patrons loved to gather and watch him slowly thrust into her wet slit while she knelt on her hands and knees. They would tug on her nipples and those that had given generally to her Master’s temple were allowed to put the tip of their cocks in her mouth while she moaned the first orgasm of the fertility season.
To prepare for this, all of the priests and priestesses would give and receive massages of holy oil. Priestesses that had been fully given tothe goddess Hathor in the previous season would return with their swollen bellies to be oiled down and massaged as well. It was also the other priestesses duty to serve them in the throne of worship, licking their swollen pussies with the pregnant women reclined and their legs spread wide. Victoria would not be given to Hathor for a long while, so it was her pleasure to relieve the pregnant women serving before her. Sometimes they would all be given the milking dream so it was also her job to ease the swelling of their breasts by drinking their sacred milk. If Selam was given to Hathor soon, she would love to be the priestess that served her in the coming months.
Victoria though of Aulus’s cock buried inside of her and the dark erect nipple of Selam in her mouth, sucking hard on her to relieve the swollen breasts before a holy festival. Eros must have enjoyed this thought as well and her asshole widened a bit more.
“Oh, look at her take the last bead. I know it’s a lot sweet girl, but Eros will help you. Just relax and let me do the work-” Sestersus had gotten a hand between her lower abdomen and the table, and massed her lower belly with his fingers in small circles while his other hand firmly pressed the third bead into her. He hoped that those motions together would open her enough for the final request.
“I- I don’t know if I can take it-” she muttered. Publius kissed the side of her face and whispered encouragement while Sestersus kept pressure on the final prayer bead.
“Keep going, that’s it,” he said “Let the holy oil do the work- your tight little ass is doing a great job. Open for me, let the gods hear my prayer-“
Finally, she felt a shift inside of her and the third bead popped in. A long moan escaped her lips and Sestersus put a cool hand over her hot slit and asshole.
“That it! Praise Eros, my prayers are accepted- thank the gods.”
Meanwhile, Publius bent over her saying “You did it, your pretty little ass took all three. Wiggle your little ass cheats, bounce them for me. Good girl, that’s it.”
Victoria moved as much as she could to bounce her ass cheats, she could feel the weight of the beads inside of her as she shifted.
Then, one finger slipped inside of her, and another. She cried out and strained against her ropes, throwing her head back as far as she could. Finally, a third finger entered her and fucked her little pussy. The swell of the beads in her ass pushed against the fingers and Victoria’s knees began to tremble.
“Here she goes- get your requests ready, Sestersus” Publius said as his friend finger fucked her. The wetness from his fucking glistened between her tights spread widely against the end of the table.
“Pray for my fields and crop harvest,” Sestersus called from where he was fingering her and tugging on the string of the prayer beads.
“Pray that my wife grows heavy with child, and pray that my mistress delivers her baby safely.”
As soon as Sestersus finished his third request he smacked her ass hard and Victoria gave in to the shaking wave of an orgasm.
“Oh oh gods. Praise Eros!” She shouted “Praise him!”
She was joined again by the moans and shouts of the others in the room- she could hear Selam call out in orgasm also and the deep grunting of Aulus receiving prayers as well.
“Oh- keep praising him. Keep praising-” she shook as Sestersus didn’t seem interested in slowing his thrusting or tugging.
Eventually he stopped, removed his fingers, and came up to pat her head and give her a gentle kiss. She was breathing heavily and a few spasms still twitched in her hands and feet.
“Thank you- bless you and your Masters work. We will be back for the full moon.”
Victoria smiled as the blessing of her god subsided. She was proud of her work and had a feeling that the full moon ceremonies would be something to behold this year. Soon her Master would join them from his chambers and would beable to see how she had served this evening- perhaps he would reward her. Perhaps she would get to carry the sacred milk for the full moon, or maybe she could receive his seed on display for the blessing of the planning season. She let the cool air of the Ardor room dry the sweat on her face as she thought of these sweet things. Around her were other cries of praise and grosses of worship to Eros, and she did while she waited for either her Master to save her for the evening or another patron to use her for the glory of Eros.
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