Chapter 1 - A Priestess Serves a Stranger

He was no longer on deaths' door, but his body was not healed. It was still a struggle for the strong stranger leave this room within the old temple's dormitory. Traversing this temple was a struggle that left him breathless. His arms and legs still shook uneasily, the stranger reluctantly decided that continuing his travels was out of the question for the time-being. 

His rash actions may have saved many lives, but he had paid a heavy price. The stranger did not regret his action though his mentor warned him that reckless altruism could get him killed. This was not the first time that the dark stranger had risked his life and nearly died, but he decided to air on the side of caution and rest. The worst of his injuries were healed and for that he was thankful. He would likely be dead if not for the priestess sitting before him. He had enough strength to receive her boon, a gift for saving her and her people and to help her fulfill her duty to her patron deity.

She didn't answer at first, keeping herself composed with her hands on her thighs. The blush on her cute face was growing more intensely. Yet in that silence, the stranger could see and take in the priestess' bombshell beauty with his roaming eye.

This innocent young woman seemed mismatched with her clothing. Her arms were adorned in finger-less black elbow gloves and toe-less black leggings stopped at the top of her plump thighs. She wore a necklace with turquoise magatama charms that rested with a luminous glow at the top of her chest. 

Her robe was barely a kimono and more of a risque micro-dress so low cut that the cleavage was wide enough to let her nipples slip from under the cloth. Her breasts were barely covered or held by the robe, they'd burst out if not for the red obi sash around her waist. The robe's him didn't go far down her thighs and left her crotch bare for all to see the white thin thong shielding her vagina. Her gracious rear wouldn't be covered at all if not for her long hair. Her small slender frame made her massive breasts look even larger.

The priestess meanwhile had never so much as spoken to another man or even touched one. She had been instructed in the ways of a man's body, but it was much different to see a naked man standing before her. The stranger was a dark bronze-skinned half-elf though he strongly favored his human heritage. A sign that his dark elf mother had been human-blooded. He was slim though muscular and his pleasant face was marred by the jagged scar on his torso and the cut over his face where an eye was missing. The empty eye socket was uncovered and the sight of that pit within his face scared her. 

Yet, she refused to ask him to cover it. This was part of who he was and she had no right to make that demand of the stranger who had saved her. Especially since his near-death and the calamity that befell her people was her fault or so she believed...

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As the shaman of her village's patron deity, the young priestess had been strictly forbidden from having any contact with a male. Her people's folklore believed that the girl would lose her spiritual power if had intimate relations with a male before the divine ceremony and a great calamity would befall her village. Therefore, she was forbidden from having any interaction with a male until she had come of age. After she had reached her 18th year of life, the divine ritual was conducted but none of the chosen participants were found worthy. None of them had passed the trials and thus the ceremony was postponed.

The fate that befell her village could have been her god's punishment for the ritual's failure. For one of the unworthy one's left the village and returned with a small army of vagabonds, marauders, orcs and ogres. To try and spare her people, the priestess offered herself to spare their lives. However, the unworthy one merely had female concubines bind her into stocks. First she would watch her village get destroyed and then the unworthy one would deflower her in sight of all prisoners and steal her divine power for himself. Afterwards, everyone in the army would have a turn raping her before she and the prisoners were sold as slaves. 

In the midst of the destruction appeared the blood-soaked savior. By his own admission, the stranger had taken a wrong turn while searching for another fort and came upon the attack. It seemed that his poor sense of direction should be thanked for he cut through man, beast and monster as a lion mauls a small dog. He slew the guards around her and broke her stocks.

“Come with me if you want to live.” Said the one-eyed stranger offering his hand. He had the ears of an elf and yet his dark-skinned features and build were more human than elvish. She saw no threat in his eye and took his hand. He swiftly wrapped her in his cloak as mana began to glow on the cloth and led her to the edge of the village. “This will keep you unseen for a time. Find who you can and get them out of here!”

She hadn't wasted time looking at the fight that followed, she could hear the great clamor of violence and death. It was clear that the stranger was a powerful foe of martial and magical might. But her focus was on saving her people, sneaking around her village and guiding her people to the old temple. The temple was an old relic from forgotten times, any signs of whom it venerated long faded by the passage of years. It took hours, but dozens and soon hundreds were gathered in the moss covered halls. As they mourned or relaxed, the priestess did what she could to help and heal them. Some still resented her, believing her responsible for this calamity and truthfully, she did not disagree with them.

Five days passed before two brave lads returned from scouting carrying a heavily wounded man. The same stranger who had saved her and protected her people was now grievously wounded. Evidently, he was found in a pool of his own blood, surrounded by the mangled corpses of the foes he had slaughtered. The stranger's armor and clothing were shredded, his glaive and sword coated in blood and he himself slashed with dozens of wounds. Any one of these injuries would kill anyone else, but not the stranger. He laid back smiling, a silver smoke rising from his empty eye socket.

Without another question, the priestess began to tend to him as well...

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Though the primary purpose of this ceremony was to gain the favor of her deity, it did have beneficial rewards for the participants. The one who passed the trials and laid with the priestess would receive a share of her pure divine power. The stranger was concerned about wounding the girl's soul, but was assured that this was a natural consequence. She herself would have her spiritual power multiply and increase and the stranger would receive a respectable portion of that increase as his reward.

The stranger was shocked, surprised and somewhat overwhelmed. Being propositioned by a beautiful priestess after healing from an intense all or nothing fight was fairly sudden. Yet, he was a man and few men can say no to a beautiful girl offering herself intimately to him. The stranger accepted the girl's offer and five days later, was going to fulfill his part in her duties.

She blushed at the phallus pointing out from between the man's legs. His huge rock hard cock looked more akin to a massive hooded cobra or python and was still growing in girth and length. Its glans only partially poked out of the thick snug sheath of skin with drops of precum dropping from its wide meatus. A widening pink cock head snug within a snout of thick folds of skin at the end of a shaft more than 12 inches long. It's sturdy shape and size made the girl worried that she could handle it or if it would even fit inside of her. Yet, she could not relent from her unfulfilled debt or her delayed duties.

Normally, one would have to undergo a year of abstinence, wearing a steel loincloth as a test of will and discipline. Any who failed to control their lust and spilled themselves for any reason would be deemed unfit.

However, she choose to forgo this requirement for the stranger's case given the circumstances. Besides, all others who could've been worthy of the next spiritual ceremony had been killed. Slain by the unworthy one's hired marauders as petty revenge. For the sake of her people and her deity, the priestess could not delay her duty any further.

“Now I must cleanse you.” The girl said before she opened her mouth and began to lick the man's cock. Without warning, she stuck it inside of her mouth and swallowed it up to the hilt. She bobbed back to the head and then engulfed that cock deep into her throat. The stranger wasn't sure where this girl had learned to deep-throat his full length and didn't care. He encouraged her, petting her pretty green hair while he called upon his willpower to maintain control over his urges and his body.

Though an innocent, the priestess had been thoroughly educated to please a male. She had been taught all there was to know about sex in preparation for her future duties. She had never had physical contact with a male, but knew all she needed about positions, techniques and the most sensitive spots of the male body.

As she gulped down his cock, her tongue swabbed along the bottom of his shaft towards his prominent hanging swollen balls. Pre-cum leaked out of her mouth and dripped down to the valley of her breasts. She pressed her breasts upon his long veiny shaft and used them to wring his girth. All while still licking and sucking his glans, teasing his prepuce, and cupping his heavy hairy balls. 

She used her ass, her thighs, her mouth, her tongue and her breasts to test the man. Hours of foreplay passed, the priestess amazed by this stranger's discipline. His throbbing hardness told her that her actions had an effect, she knew by touching his massive testicles that semen was churning within them. She felt his girth grow in her throat, engorging with hot blood coursing through his veins. The stranger's willpower was a floodgate withholding his ejaculation and it would only give when he desired for it to give.

She gulped down his full length one more time, swirling her tongue over his hard shaft as a final test. Moments later, she pulled his dick out of her mouth and saw him breathing more heavily. Though he had not ejaculated, her efforts had pushed him towards his limit. In fact, it looked as though his cock had swelled in thickness and was still pulsing. Satisfied, she considered the purification process complete and laid back on her back.

“Please be gentle...” But as she opened her legs, the man bent over to kiss her. She gasped in surprised, moaning as she felt him rub his length on her pussy. 

“It's not fair that you neglect yourself.” He stated, trailing kisses down her neck to her breasts. He pulled aside the priestess' thin cloth and latched his mouth onto her nipples. 

“What are you doing-” The girl screamed as he sucked on her teats, swirling his tongue on her puffy areola as her nipples hardened. The stranger had also been trained in the ways of pleasure, using this knowledge to know exactly the place on her nipple that was most sensitive. The girl whined as her breast became engorged from his pressure, his treatment was not unwelcome, but it was most unexpected.

“Please...” She found herself pushing her other breast to his face. “This one...too...” He obliged, swallowing the other breast while cupping and fondling the other swollen tit. She shrieked when she felt his other hand pull aside her thong and caress her labium with patient fingers. He pulled off her sash, freeing her skimpy kimono to part and reveal her flat pale belly. The man's sucked on her breast hard, pulling the mammary from under her cloth as she pinched her own nipple.

He pulled off her drenched thong to gaze on the trimmed line of hair leading to her lower entrance. A pure and untouched vagina throbbing to be invaded, juices squirting from its folds thanks to the stranger's deliberate handling. Keeping her legs open, the girl moaned as the stranger began to lick every part of her pink flower. His mouth found her small orifice and the oral assault began, the girl climaxing as lewd juices splashed into his mouth, failing to stop him from digging more deeply with his tongue.

“More! Don't...don't stop! Ah!” She screamed, the stranger eating out her vagina and drinking her lewd juices. His tongue lapped upon her clit and dug into her inner walls, his hands holding her wide hips to keep her from escaping. But she had no wish to flee, she surrendered the man's revenge, now fondling her own swollen breasts as her blush intensified and widened. Her body shook like it was being electrified, an immodest expression colored her face as she screamed and peaked again.

This was not part of the ceremony normally. Making the priestess orgasm and writhe in pleasure was not something expected of the participants. As an outsider, the stranger had come into this ceremony with his own expectations, believing that the priestess had to be prepared and “cleansed” in a sense as well. He was wrong, but the priestess did not try to stop his actions. The life of a priestess is one of loneliness and sacrifice, now was a rare excuse to indulge herself and be served.

“You are...gracious...” The priestess muttered with heavy breath, but now she would be teased no more. “Claim me...take me...” Understanding, the man pressed his body onto hers and without warning, he set his cock on her cunt and bucked his hips, thrusting himself into her. She exhaled and grunted, the stranger kissing her deeply as a tear fell down her cheek.

Somehow, that massive member had slid into her with minimal pain or resistance.  All she could do was moan desperately as he repeatedly thrust his cock into her. Her pussy gulped on the hefty penis, wringing and gripping the shaft as the girl was mated. He thrust into her deeply, but slowly to let her body get used to the massive girth pressing further and further into her vagina.

She had utterly surrendered to this gentle stranger, lying back and letting the sensations igniting in her body burn her. Her first carnal experience was unlike anything she could have expected. Her moans became loud shrieks and then lewd screams. Soon, he was rapidly and mercilessly plowing into the screaming girl and she was loving every second of her breeding.

Her pussy throbbed in hot pleasure, growing wetter from the hot massive member scooping out her insides. She could feel that thick dick squirming around inside of her, churning out her pussy with each thrust. She was utterly dominated by the man's muscular form, completely covered over save for her spread legs, her dripping pussy and her sweating ass.

She vaguely remembered being whispered to, but the words were rapid and incoherent. The stranger's disciplined mind giving way to his base desires, his thrusts increasing in strength and speed with each moment. His mouth found her breasts again, sucking her bouncing tits one at a time or even both at once somehow. Her shrieks became lewder and louder, the priestess beginning to not care about her duty and only about the pleasure of being fucked.

The strangers testicles rapidly slapped onto her fat ass, churning with fertile seed ready to be burst into her breached womb. Teachings and lectures could not have prepared the priestess for how raw and primal sex could be. Her vagina being plundered by a massive cock and stomach bulging form the invasion left her helpless to do nothing but beg for more and cry out in pleasure.

As they came together, the last throes of restraint left their consciousness and a bright light surrounded them. She felt his thick shaft pulse within her, the stranger exhaling loudly after releasing and refusing his own body for hours. He tightly held onto her hips as he filled her, keeping his cock balls-deep inside of her so that no ounce of semen could escape her slit. The priestess did not resist the thick flow of semen gushing into her womb, this was her purpose and now her pleasure.

Every ejaculation shot ounces of semen into the girl's womb for the ten minutes that he climaxed. She felt like a geyser of semen was spraying into her. As he pulled out at last, stray ropes of cum splashed over her breasts and belly. Some got into her mouth and she opened wider for more. The stranger obliged, shooting cum right onto her stretched tongue and her cute innocent face. His still hard dick finally stopped ejaculating after a hot long moment and the stranger stepped back breathing heavily to see his handiwork.

“Please...” Still holding her legs open, she presenting her leaking snatch, brimming cum spilling out into pool beneath her ass. And yet, she felt so much more semen trapped behind her cervix, freely swishing around in her womb. “I wish...to serve you...more...” After all, it was her duty to ingest as much semen as possible to complete the ceremony.

Moments later, he was lying back as the priestess straddled him, impaled on his hard cock and gyrating her hips. She leaned over and smothered his face with her bust, letting him suck and bite her engorged breasts and hard nipples before pulling back. Dominating the chosen one was not part of the ritual, but the priestess was beyond caring at this point.

The howling stranger busting his nut into her, his cock stayed hard as she continued to ride him. Her gracious copious ass shook with each of her movements, her tight cunt gliding up and down, gripping the cock stretching and molding its shape. She freely used her body weight to grind the shaft pounding onto her cervix. She rocked her hips passionately, giving into the base instinct to be fucked and bred.

The stranger's incredible stamina allowed him to drown her in his musk. She slobbered and licked over every inch of his shaft, gulping thick globs of seed down her throat when she sucked him. His balls were throbbing with how often he was coming and how much they slapped on her thighs. Her breasts throbbed swollen from being sucked and fondled. And yet, he was addicted to the taste of her wide nipples as she was to gulping down his hard girth.

He held the priestess as he pumped up into her snatch. He bent her over on all fours, the priestess rocking back against the stranger clapping her cheeks . She cried as she was held up against a wall and pumped with cum spraying hard cock. Holding her onto the floor face down, he pounded her wet cunt as she enticed him on with her lewd screams. She stretched her tired twitching legs as wide as possible, inviting the panting stranger to fill her overstuffed pussy with more semen.

The two of them fucked for hours, the priestess slobbering from the sensation of her insides being stirred by a massive dick. The stranger let drop all traces of self control, digging his cock as deeply into this girl as he could to let her cunt mash and slather onto his member. The sensation of having her womb flooded with sperm and the ecstasy of her many climaxes intertwined in her mind.

“It is my honor...to...serve you...” Shaking and trembling, the priestess flushed face was a mess of pleasure. Sitting upright, the one-eyed stranger kept hilting her onto his ejaculating cock. “Whenever...you want...use...me...breed...me...fuck...me...” Exhausted and overwhelmed, the girl lost consciousness and fell back, her eyes closing as she moaned and exhaled loudly and lewdly. The stranger pulled out, her gaping pussy spewing out more semen from her overfilled and sealed womb. 

The stranger wasn't sure when he fell asleep, but he woke up hours later to see the priestess sucking on his hard cock. Her massive breasts pressed on his girth as she licked and sucked him off. Though sore, a fountain of jizz sprayed onto her face and her cleavage, the stranger didn't even bother restraining himself. Without warning, he pounced on the surprised priestess, kissing her as he fondled her breasts and fingered her cunt. Finding her entrance and using his cock to invade it earned a lewd giggle from the priestess, she eagerly wrapped her arms and legs around the stranger as he began to fuck her earnestly and deeply.

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The stranger stayed for much longer than planned, his recovery still keeping him from leaving and continuing his quest. In the meantime, he helped the healing village however he could. And at nights, he would continue his carnal contract with the priestess. The priestess had become drunk on semen, the one-eyed stranger dumping his cum into her receptive womb without complaint from her. Every day and night, she would cum so hard and often that she was barely conscious when both finally stopped. Sometimes, the stranger wasn't even sure if his share of the girl's blessing was real or not. 

Despite having long since fulfilled her obligation, the priestess still enticed the stranger to fuck her. The stranger accepted, pressing his body onto her's and continually fulfilling her desire for his cock even as her belly grew with his children. By the end of the year, she had birthed twin daughters, both strong and healthy. Beautiful girls who inherited their mother's eyes, beauty and hair color complimenting their father's smooth dark skin. Though fated to inherit their mother's station as priestesses, this did not stop their father from visiting them often. Delighting the growing girls with the presence of their father, their mother was also happy from his appearances and was far from neglected.

With their paths diverged by fate, there was no illusion of being bound together in one place. But each visit was another chance to enact a “personal ritual” between the stranger and the priestess. Their nights together were filled with the sounds of flesh rubbing and slapping on flesh, of lewd feminine screams and feral masculine roars. Her thirsty pussy sucked on his hard rod and drank semen into her womb. She hadn't even bothered with a justification, she was a woman giving her body to a man and loving every second of it. 

As their daughters slept after their twins 4th birthday, the pregnant priestess mounted her stranger again. Heavily pregnant with their 5th child, she skewered herself on his massive throbbing dick as he fondled her leaking swollen breasts and sucked on her neck. He was ejaculating buckets of cum into her, but he stayed hard and she continued to ride him. When he was tired after several hours of humping her, she sucked on his length to make her stomach as full as her womb.

Perhaps a day would come when he would no longer visit her or her daughters. The stranger's path was a lonely one and both were certain it would lead to his death. But until that end, she would give him everything that she had. She didn't care how many times she got pregnant as long as this stranger fathered all of them. The stranger had no reason to decline her wish.