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Subject: Sacrifice to the Goddess (Femdom)

Date: Tue, 01 Oct 1996 03:04:59 GMT

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Sacrifice to the Goddess



Again Orpheo was depressed.  How his life could have been different.

Having been born the son of a wealthy Macedonian nobleman, his

expectations were higher, and the bitterness of his slavery thus more

biting.  And he just wasnât any slave.  He was the servant of a lowly

Greek shepherd!  These Greeks confused him.  In his native Macedonia,

no one but noblemen owned slaves, yet in Greece, as reward for the

successful wars fought by their ãcitizenä armies, many young men such

as himself, now found themselves serving peasants.



His depression was brought on by the realization that his eighteenth

birthday was approaching.  If he had not been a slave, he would soon

be marrying and taking his rightful place in the world.  Now what

prospects did he have.  Although ruggedly handsome with dark wavy hair

and deep brown eyes, he was as yet unknown to women.  Yes it was true

that on the few occasions his master took him into the city he made

quite an impression on the women there, but still who would bother

with a slave.  He had not been fortunate enough to be indentured to

some noblemanâs house where he could exorcise his passions with some

lusty house maid.  Jocco, his master, had no other slaves, and being a

shepherd he also had no dealings with other people.   As he lay down

upon the warm grassy ground and looked up at the sky his hand wandered

again under his tunic to stroke that appendage he feared he would

never be able to use as it was intended.   After his lust was

satisfied he fell into a deep sleep.



Several hours later he was awoken by the sound of a lamb crying in

great pain.  Filled with panic he jumped to his feet and pulled on his

sandals.  If one of the sheep were lost, Jocco would beat him

unmercifully.   Still groggy with sleep he stumbled through the woods

following the sound.  After a few minutes he approached a clearing and

crouched as he heard dozens of young womenâs voices.  Orpheo could not

believe his young virgin eyes.  In the clearing were two dozen women,

completely naked writhing in the moonlight.  His eyes were transfixed

as dozens of young supple breasts swayed rhythmically to light flute

music one of the older women were playing.  In the center of this

ceremony, one of his sheep lay on a stone alter, eviscerated from

crotch to neck.  Slowly each of the young women began to scoop out the

entrails and smear the blood over their bodies.  Orpheo was completely

paralyzed with both lust and fear.  Having never seen a woman naked,

his penis began to awaken from the frenetic display being presented.

Each girl sensously coated their breasts and stomachs with the poor

sheepâs blood.  As they danced, their pace increased as each one began

to lower their hands to their shaved crotches.



Joining in unconsciously, Orpheo began to masturbate along with the

nymphs.  After five or six minutes all of the girls came together in

one gigantic orgiastic scream.   Suddenly a blue light began to appear

over the alter.



ãVisit us Aphrodite!  Appear to your unworthy supplicants!ä  They

began to scream as the continued to finger themselves into ecstasy.



Then he saw her!  Standing seven feet tall she was stunning.  Her

breasts were large and perfectly round.  Her long hair fell about her

shoulders and wrapped around her waist.  Her tresses were like spun

gold.  On her crotch her pubic hair appeared as golden fire and

crackled and popped in the wind.  Orpheo was in the presence of

Aphrodite!



The site of the Goddess was too much for a mortal man to bear.  Orpheo

was racked with searing pain throughout he testicles and he fell to

the ground in agony.  All the lust and desire one could ever acquire

in one lifetime now burst through him at once.   A he looked at his

crotch he was afraid he would burst.  His cock was now purple and

throbbing uncontrollably, his testicles dark and engorged with semen.

He cried out in torment for relief.



ãSILENCE!ä  Aphrodite commanded.  Her supplicants obeyed  and

immediately the evening was as still as a dead winters night.  ãWHAT

MAN DARES TO DISTURB MY SANCTUARY!ä She screamed, causing the trees to

quiver at her fury.  Frightened, Julia, one of  Aphroditeâs young

worshippers found Orpheo grasping his engorged balls groaning in the

bushes.  ãHere he is mighty Aphrodite!  Here is the defiler!ä she

screamed as she dragged Orpheo into the clearing.  Orpheo trembled in

fear and cowered before the vengeful Goddess.  ãPlease Aphrodite,  I

did not mean to offend you!  Please have mercy!ä  He dared not look at

her again, but just shivered and groveled at her feet.  



ãHmmmmmä Aphrodite thought as she looked at the young slave at her

feet.  Although a goddess, she was always searching for new delights.

ãI shall spare youä she declared as she shrank her appearance to that

of  a beautiful young maiden.  äMy form will now be less dangerous to

youä she said as she gently cupped her long slender fingers under his

jaw.  As she touched his face she smiled even wider.  ãYou are a

virgin!ä she exclaimed.  Orpheo turned red from shame and fear as he

slowly turned his eyes upwards to her.  Even now in mortal form she

was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.  Her feminine form was

perfect as her breast hung heavy from her chest and her long golden

hair tossed in the breeze.  Instantly Orpheo was hopelessly in love

with her.  ãYes,  you are to my liking!ä she smirked.  



ãWhat sacrifices do you Spartan camp followers bring me!  Lambs blood!

Ha!  This is better than any blood sacrifice you could ever present!ä

she mocked her followers.



Now afraid of offending their goddess,  Mara,  a lovely dark-haired

Athenian girl lifted  her dagger and rushed at Orpheo.  ãNo Noä

Aphrodite corrected as she prevented Mara from killing Orpheo.  ãI

have a better sacrifice in mind.  But for this sacrifice, we must keep

him alive.ä



ãOrpheo! stand up!ä she bellowed.  Orpheo, deep in a romantic trance

obeyed and stood before her obediently. 



ãA young mans unfulfilled desire is like ambrosia to meä Aphrodite

told her priestess.  ãYou are to sacrifice this mans desire to my

presence from now on, but you must never let his appetite be whetted.

The stronger his desire,  the more I will shower you and your

followers with blessings.  Now go and do as I command!ä  and with that

she dissolved into nothingness.  



Orpheo, now out of  the goddesses presence, began to regain his

senses.  As he shook his head to release the sleepiness, he was

disconcerted to discover he was now the center of attention for all

these beautiful women.  



ãCome with me Orpheo, come to my bedä  Mara cooed invitingly as she

stroked her hands across Orpheos chest.  



ãNo me, Orpheo, me!ä  Julia pleaded as she raked her nails down his

back.  Orpheoâs head was swimming with a combination of confusion and

delight.  A few hours he was bemoaning his potentially permanent

virginity and now he was being fought over by two of the most lovely

women he had seen.  



ãNo no girls, remember what Aphrodite instructedä Sibyl, Aphroditeâs

chief priestess, lectured as she led Orpheo from the clutches of Mara

and Julia.  Orpheo was still hazy from the vision of Aphrodite so he

compliantly let himself be led.  As he stared deeply into Sibylâs

black eyes he felt himself unable to move.  As the knots of his tunic

were cut away he tried in vain to cover his shame but found that his

arms were equally frozen.  The stifled giggles and gasps of approval

from the other girls caused his face to glow red in shame, but he was

impotent to fight his humiliation.  



As a golden collar was locked around his neck and his wrists were

shackled to it, his brain raced in fear.  Was he to suffer the same

fate as the sheep.  As his mind frantically puzzled his heinous fate,

Julia knelt before him and took his erect cock into her velvety mouth.

The sensation of her skilled tongue on his tortured organ temporarily

distracted him from his worries of danger.  As he felt the sperm rise

in his bowels, Joco came crashing through the clearing.  ãDAMN THAT

ORPHEO!  I WILL SKIN HIM ALIVE FOR HIS LAZINESS!ä 



When Jocco looked up and realized he was in the presence of Sibyl, the

chief priestess of Aphrodite, he prostrated himself before her and

begged her pardon for his sacrilege.



ãRise humble servantä  Sibyl commanded and Jocco rose to his feet.

When he saw Orpheo being serviced by one of the temple girls, his eyes

about flew out of his head.  ãIs this your slave?ä  Sibyl asked

nonchalantly.



ãYes Mistressä Jocco answered humbly.



ãHere!ä Sibyl  said as she tossed Jocco a bag of gold.  ãThis should

cover his price.  We are purchasing him for the temple.ä



Jocco, astonished at the generous sum he just received, grabbed the

bag and bowed his way out of the clearing.  ãThere Orpheoä  Sibyl said

as Orpheo writhed in sensuous pleasure.  ãYou belong to Aphrodite

now.ä  Then Sibyl, sensing his imminent release, placed her hand onto

Juliaâs head, causing her to immediately stop her oral ministrations.





Orpheo, reeling from pleasure and desperate for release, swayed

forward as he almost fell.  Pleadingly he gazed into her eyes and

begged her to have Julia finish him.  ãSorry Orpheo, you are to remain

technically chaste.  Never again will you feel the warm release of

orgasm, only the slow erotic build to the tortuous brink.ä  With that

Sibyl clapped her hands and they began to lead the bound, naked, erect

and desperate Orpheo off to the temple.  As they left Orpheo wondered

what torments awaited him.  



To be continued......