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DISCLAIMER>>
This story is intended for adults. If You are under the age of 18, don't
read it. If You are under
18, and You do find a copy of this story, don't blame anyone but yourself If
You get caught
reading it. IT'S YOUR OWN FAULT!!!
Now, To all the adults, I hope You enjoy the story, it's a first in a
series.
Contents:F/F, Fantasy.
Written By:
Mark VIII
Just Reward
The temple of Rana lay quiet in the dark hours of the early morning.
The sun was still
hours away, as the moon cast its ghostly light upon the city. Marian moved
with practiced grace,
darting to and from the patches of shadow that hid from the moon. She had
picked early morning
as her time to work. The streets were always clear and people were laying
in their deepest sleep.
Marian stood within the shadows of an alleyway, studying the temple.
She would be paid
a handsome price for the object she had come to the temple to steal. The
temple of Rana was
known to house some of the most rare and unique magical items in the world.
Rana was the goddess of pleasure and lust. Her temples were visited
more than any other
god. Sexual favors from the priestess's were the reward for donations to
the temple. The larger
the donation, the greater the favor. It was no wonder that the church of
Rana was also the richest.
It was generally considered bad luck to steal from a temple, but Marian had
been given an offer
that she could not refuse. A priestess who followed Borus, the god of ice,
had spied the object
while she was 'visiting' the temple. She offered Marian a small ransom to
retrieve it. Marian had
her doubts, but the priestess gave her an amulet that would keep her
identity hidden from Rana,
who was sure to be vengeful.
Marian was to steal the item, then quickly make her way back to the
temple of Borus. She
had been paid a third of her money up front, and would receive the remainder
upon receipt of the
item. Reaching inside her pouch, She withdrew the drawing that had been
given to her. Marian
couldn't help but smile as she examined the paper. The drawing was of a
large cock. It had a
head on both ends and its shaft was rippled with veins. The second part of
the artifact was a black
leather harness that was studded with jewels. The harness held one end of
the cock inside of a
woman, allowing her to please her partner as if she were a man. Marian
shivered as the thought of
what could be done with such a tool. It was no wonder the priestess's of
Rana were so happy.
Marian made one final check for any watchers, then quickly made her way
over to the
temple. It took her a few minutes to find an open window, and slip inside.
She looked around the
room, quickly making her way to the door. She listened carefully as she
opened the door, making
sure that the corridor was clear. Everything seemed quiet as she slipped
into the dimly lit hallway.
The cock was kept in a small chamber, just off of the main hall of worship.
Marian had scouted
the temple during the day, and had a general idea of its layout. She took
her bearings, and headed
down the corridor. The main hall was not very far away, and all she had to
do was pass through
the living quarters of the priestess's.
It didn't take long for her to make her way to the private quarters.
The temple was very
quiet, just as she expected it would be at such an hour. As she approached
the hallway that
marked the private chambers of the priestess's, she was surprised to see
many of the doors open.
Marian crept down the corridor, and stopped at the first open doorway. She
drew her weapon of
choice from her belt. She gripped the blackjack tight in her hand, she
would be able to quickly
knock out anyone that she came across. She really didn't like killing, and
killing a holy woman
was considered really bad luck.
Marian peered into the open room, but found no one waiting. The room
was typical for
the order, a few bookcases and dressers, with a large soft bed dominating
one of the walls. Marian
noticed the bed, it was rumored that the priestess's of Rana could do some
amazing things in a
bed. She stopped her musing quickly, and resumed her trek down the hallway.
She stopped at
each door, but the result was always the same. Each bed looked as if it had
not been slept in all
night. It seemed as if the temple were deserted. Marian cursed silently,
if they were not asleep in
their rooms, what could they be doing?
Marian became even more cautious as she made her way closer to the main
hall of
worship. She began to pick up stray sounds, but they were nothing that she
could identify. She
took to hiding as much as possible, making her way from hiding place to
hiding place. The closer
she came to the hall, the more distinct the sounds were, she could swear it
sounded like moaning.
Marian stopped as she walked around the last corner, almost at the hall
door.
The scent of sex exploded into her as she stood in the shadows. Marian
could plainly hear
the moans of women having sex. She peered around the door, her sex becoming
wet at what she
saw. The main floor of the main hall was littered with the bodies of the
priestess's. They lounged
upon tables, cuddled in corners and coupled upon the altar. The entire room
was alive with sex.
There was not a dry pussy in the room.
Marian watched in utter amazement as she watched the women engage in
many different
acts of sex. The cries of orgasm echoed through the hall, as fingers spread
wet lips, and tongue
probed soft flesh. Maria rubbed her palm over her crotch, an itch building
deep within her. The
sight of the mass orgy was making her horny, and her cunt was already
streaming cream down her
thigh. She watched a bit more, her hand grinding against her crotch.
Marian finally regained control of herself, and tried to look for the
antechamber. The orgy
threatened to distract her at every turn, but she finally located it. She
groaned softly, the
antechamber was located directly on the other side of the hall. She would
have to make her way
through the main hall in order to reach it. Marian didn't think much about
what to do. She
quickly came up with a plan. Stripping her clothing off, she hid them
behind the open door. She
would quietly enter the room, and make her way over to the antechamber. The
only item she kept
was the magical pendant she had for protection. She hadn't figured out how
she would get back
out, but the itch between her thighs was hampering her thoughts.
Marian took a deep breath and made her way into the room. Luckily none
of the women
paid her any attention. They were much too busy tending to their own
business. Marian began to
circle the room, staying as close to the wall as possible. She was able to
conceal herself in the
shadows, but not for long. As she came from behind a pillar, she was
greeted by the sight of three
women. One of them was standing, her arms wrapped around the pillar, while
another knelt
behind her, her face deeply buried in the woman's ass cheeks. The third
woman sat watching, her
fingers buried deep in her own wet sex. Marian couldn't help but watch as
the standing woman
struggled to stay on her feet. She mewled like a kitten as her partner
drilled her tongue into her.
Marian started as a hand brushed her ankle. She quickly looked down to
see the lone
woman beckoning her down to the floor. She was trapped, there was no way
for her to refuse,
and deep down she really didn't want to. The young priestess's hands roamed
over Marian as she
eased herself down on the floor. The cool stone floor sent shivers up her
spine as the woman's
hands slid between her legs. Marian moaned as two fingers penetrated
between her wet lips. Her
hands found the other woman's breasts, her nipples hard as cherries. Marian
bent her head and
eagerly suckled the woman's breasts, lolling her tongue about her heated
flesh. Her hips bucked as
the priestess began to thrust her fingers deep into her sex, her thumb
pounding against Marian's
clit.
Marian had always been open to other woman, and this woman knew exactly
what to do.
Within minutes she had Marian bucking in a powerful climax, cream streaming
from Marian's
open slit. As Marian came down, the Priestess maneuvered over her, her wet
pussy inches from
Marian's lips. She had little experience on the giving end of things, but
she was still highly excited.
The priestess didn't need to encourage her. Marian gripped the woman's
hips, pulling her down
to her lips. The woman's wet lips quivered as Marian began slowly licking.
She ran her tongue
slowly over the outer lips, then thrust deep inside. The priestess gasped
and ground her hips down
upon Marian.
Marian's fought to breathe as she pressed her face harder into her
lover, her tongue rapidly
flicking to and fro. She groaned as the woman began to lick her, this time
her tongue pleasuring
the bud of Marian's anus. Marian had never been touched there, and she was
rocked by the
feeling of the priestess's tongue slipping into her wet ass. Marian
continued to feast upon the
woman, all thoughts of why she was in the temple lost.
Marian had come twice from the woman's probing tongue, when the
priestess climaxed
again. The Young woman ground against her in a tremendous orgasm, her
spurting juices coating
Marian's face. The priestess lay still, her hair cascading down Marian's
thighs. Marian continued
to suckle the woman, lapping up the copious cream that still flowed from
her. Finally, the woman
rolled over, falling to sleep upon the floor. Marian lay panting, and after
a few minutes found the
strength to sit. The other two women were rolling about on the floor, their
mouths hungry feasting
on each other.
Slowly rising to her feet, Marian began to make her way around the room
again. She
sidestepped two different groups of women, both beckoning her to join them.
She stopped shortly
at a serving table, taking a long drink from a goblet of wine. As she
drank, she revised her plan.
She realized that it would be impossible to retrieve the artifact with being
caught in another tryst.
She let some wine spill down her breasts, then refilled the goblet.
With uneasy legs, Marian began to wobble through the room. A few of
the priestess's
tried to pull her into their affairs, but she sidestepped them, feigning
intoxication. She stumbled
about the room, making her way to the antechamber, but not heading to it
directly. Marian slowed
as she approached the door to the room, a group of women was busy near the
doorway. As she
moved closer, she could clearly see what was happening. Two women were
holding another up,
her legs spread wide. A third woman knelt behind her, her hands pressed
under the woman's ass.
Marian moved in for a better view, and was shocked at what was
happening. The kneeling
woman was holding an object, the size of a large pear. The object was small
at the tip, and
became wider with a series of ridges. There was no way they were going to
fit it inside the
priestess. Her cunt would be stretched beyond repair! The priestess seemed
to think otherwise,
she wriggled in the grips of those that held her, anxious to receive the
strange object.
"Please." She moaned
"I want it now, take me!" she yelled passionately.
Marian decided to watch, she would not be able to pass up such a
spectacle. She was
prepared, but not prepared for what happened next. The kneeling woman
vigorously rubbed the
pussy of the priestess being held. Marian was shocked when she saw her
press the object to the
young woman's anus, the tip expanding her tight pink ring. The moaned in
frustration, and tried
to push her ass down upon the invader. The woman worked about an inch of
the plug into the
priestess's ass, then stopped. Marian did not understand at first, but soon
saw that the woman was
not wet enough to allow the plug's entrance.
Marian was about to move on, when the kneeling woman spoke to her.
"Sister, retrieve some oil from the room of pleasures." She asked, her
fingers thrusting into
the vagina of the held woman.
Marian hoped she was speaking of the antechamber, and moved toward the
door. When
no one stopped her, she picked up her pace. She glanced about quickly as
she entered the room,
trying to locate the artifact she had come for. She found it with ease,
sitting within a velvet-lined
box. It was not as big as she had pictured it, and was relieved. It would
be easier to take. Next,
she found the oil skins. She took two of them, quickly emptying one upon
the floor. She placed
the empty skin upon the shelf, then headed back outside of the room.
As Marian exited the room, she knelt to hand the skin of oil to the
kneeling priestess.
"Please, would you do the honor sister?" the kneeling priestess asked,
her hands spreading
the other woman's ass cheeks wide.
Marian couldn't refuse the offer. She removed the cork from the skin,
then poured oil
over her fingers. She touched the woman's puckered hole with some
apprehension. She had
definitely never done this before. She was both uncomfortable and excited
all at once. Her
excitement overcame her inhibitions, and she slowly slipped a finger into
the woman's waiting ass.
She was amazed at the tightness, and the heat as she began to spin and move
her finger about.
She began to feel her own heat rising as the woman begged for more.
"More!" she screamed
"I want to feel your hand deep inside."
Marian slipped a second finger into the woman, then a third. Soon, she
was working her
fourth finger inside, and stopped to pour more oil onto her hand. The
priestess never stopped her
thrusting. To Marian's surprise, the woman kept asking for more. Marian
soaked her hand with
the oil as she began to slip her thumb into the woman's hungry ass. Oil
dripped from her elbow as
Marian's hand popped into the priestess's ass. The woman groaned loudly as
her anal muscles
snapped tight around Marian's wrist. Marian was in awe, she could not
believe er whole hand was
stuffed into the woman's ass. The priestess's ass was like a mouth, sucking
and nibbling down
Marian's arm.
The priestess wailed in delight as Marian opened her hand, her finger
blossoming into the
woman's oily ass. She closed her hand into a fist, then slowly began to
slide it out. She withdrew
until the stretched hole was at her wrist, then slowly pushed her hand back
in. The priestess's
head shook in ecstacy, and began to rock her hips.
A gleam came to the eyes of the other women. Marian watched as they
began to raise and
lower the priestess onto her thrusting arm. Marian gripped her arm with her
free hand, steadying
herself as the woman plunged up and down upon her oily arm. A new surge of
excitement surged
through Marian, and she began to meet the thrust of the bouncing woman with
one of her own.
The priestess rode her arm until Marian thought her shoulder would break.
Marian could feel the
throbbing begin. The muscles in the woman's ass began to shudder, then
violently contracted.
The Priestess came with a scream, her head thrown back. She rode
through her climax,
the other women not slowing her movement. The Women didn't stop until the
priestess's head
had fallen to her breasts, exhausted. Marian let her arm go slack, a
burning ache rising to her
shoulder. She slowly withdrew her hand, her fingers coated with sticky oil.
She breathed heavily
at the sight of the priestess's still opened ass. Marian watched as the
woman's pink ring slowly
closed, then crawled away from the group.
After she caught her breath, Marian made her way back into the
antechamber. She took
the emptied oil skin from its hiding place and ripped one end open. Marian
checked the door to
make sure she was not being watched, then quickly grabbed the cock. She fit
it into the opened
skin, then rolled the harness and placed that in the bag as well. Marian
took a deep breath and
slowly left the room. She stopped a moment to observe the group of women
she had left. The
woman she had 'oiled', was on her hands and knees. The priestess had been
revived, and was
moaning as one of the other women slid the pear-shaped object into her ass.
Marian stood
watching. The final rings of the pear were even wider than her hand.
.
She watched as the woman reached the last two rings, and kept pushing.
To Marian's
amazement, the kneeling woman's ass swallowed the last ring, and was held
wide by the base of
the object. At that, the women collapsed together, becoming a mass of
rolling flesh. Marian had
to shake the temptation to stay, and finally began to work her way to the
door.
Most of the women were passed out from pleasure, and the few that were
awake were still
coupling with each other. Marian didn't meet with any obstacles on her way
back across the
room. She stopped and quickly dressed herself, her clothing feeling
uncomfortable and out of
place. Marian looked down at the skin. She could easily stay and lose
herself in the temple's
pleasures, but she knew that she could never give up her freedom.
Marian made her way back down the halls, and out the window she came
in. She silently
made her way through the streets, and back to the room she was renting. The
sun would be up in
a few hours, and she needed to sleep. Marian curled up in her covers and
tried to sleep, but the
images of the hall would not clear her mind. She stroked herself to a
shattering orgasm, before
sleep finally overtook her.
Marian slept longer than she had wished, waking up closer to noon than
morning. She
would have slept until evening if were not for the knocking at her door.
"One moment!" she yelled as she pulled on her clothes.
She sleepily opened the door, the light from the hallway causing her to
squint. Her eyes
finally adjusted to the light, to find one of the serving girls waiting.
"Are You all right Miss? The Innkeeper was worried when you didn't
come down this
morn, and sent me up to check on you." She said with a smile.
"Oh . . . I'm fine, I just needed some rest, I was . . . um . . .
tired."
"Very well, would you like anything this morning? A hot meal and maybe
a hot bath?"
Marian rubbed her eyes. She was still sticky from her time at the
temple, and she was sure
she had begun to smell.
"Sure . . . I'll take whatever the cook has, and a hot bath. Make sure
the water is very hot,
and add some scented oil to it."
"I'll tell the cook, and then be back to draw your bath." the girl
said, then left.
Marian sat down on the bed, and was dozing when the girl returned to
the room. The girl
quietly ran the bath water, the Inn being one of few that had the
convenience of running water.
After she drew the bath, she sprinkled scented oil into the tub. Soon, the
scent of jasmine and lilac
filled the room. The girl tapped Marian's shoulder.
"Your bath is ready Miss." she said softly.
The night at the temple had left her in a fog, and Marian didn't think
twice about stripping
in front of the girl. She shucked of her clothing, and slowly eased herself
into the hot water. The
hot water flowed like lava against her skin, melting away the soreness in
her muscles. Marian
sighed in contentment as she immersed herself in the heat of the bath. She
barely moved as the
serving girl began to rub her shoulders, her strong fingers penetrating to
the bone.
"Is the water hot enough?" the girl asked, her hands pressing down
Marian's back.
Marian nodded her approval and leaned forward, giving the girl better
access to her
backside. Once the girl had finished, she took a bar of soap, and began to
wash Marian. Marian
did not usually have a bather, but was enjoying the treatment too much to
care. The girl began to
soap her breasts, while Marian watched her through slitted eyes. The girl
was about eighteen years
of age, and though she was a serving girl, she seemed well fed. Her large
breasts were held tightly
together by her blouse, and Marian couldn't help but notice the beads of
sweat that ran down her
ample cleavage. The steam from the bath had caused her red hair to fall,
and cling to her face in
wet strands.
Marian let the girl guide her to her feet, and stood with her legs
apart while her pussy was
gently scrubbed. The girl finished bathing her, then lead Marian over to
the bed. Her food had
been brought up while she was bathing, and she attacked it with vigor. She
hadn't realized how
hungry she was, and finished the bowl of stew and bread. The bath had
refreshed her, and the
food was rapidly restoring her energy. She sat back on the bed, watching
the serving girl clean the
room. She began to think about the artifact. She would have to deliver it
to the temple of Borus
soon, but wished that she could try it first.
She tried to shake the thought, but somehow it kept invading her mind.
The more she
thought about it, the more she watched the girl. Her mind began to replay
the events of the
previous night, and she found herself quickly becoming aroused Marian
slipped her hand beneath
her pillow, and with drew the cock. She withdrew it and the harness from
the oilskin and laid it on
the bed. The girl did not seem to notice, and kept up with her work as
Marian examined the
artifact Marian could feel the wetness gather between her thighs as she
stroked the cock.
"You look hot." Marian said, looking up at the girl.
"Why don't you remove your shirt?"
The serving girl had been around enough to realize when someone desired
her, and smiled
as she slowly peeled off her damp blouse. Her breasts bobbed free into the
air as she stretched,
sweat glistening on her skin.
"That does feel better." she said, pretending to return to her work.
The sight of the girls body sent shivers through Marian's body. The
girl could feel
Marian's gaze, and gave up the pretense of work. She came over to the bed,
her eyes going to the
artifact.
"Oooh....what is this?" she asked.
"Just something I picked up. I'm dying to try it. Are you
interested?"
The girl knelt, and ran her hand over the cock, her tongue running
slowly against her lips.
Marian watched her, and had her answer when the girl leaned forward and
kissed her slowly.
Marian drew the girl up into her arms, their tongues twisting together. Her
skin felt electrified as
the girls body moved over hers, their breasts pressing tightly together.
The girls' hands roamed
over Marian's body, her fingers twisting Marian's burning nipples.
The two women rolled about the bed, their mouths and hands exploring
the others' body.
They finally broke after a long passionate kiss. The serving girl took the
cock in her hands, and
began to slowly run her tongue down its length. The cock was soon coated
with her saliva, the
entire shaft shiny and wet. Marian knelt upon the bed, her hips thrust
forward. She watched as
the girl began to crawl toward her, one end of the cock held firmly between
her lips.
Marian groaned as the girl moved her head between Marian's legs.
Marian looked down,
her eyes locking with those of her lover. The girl had a hint of mischief
in her eyes, but there was
also something that Marian couldn't fathom. She held the girls gaze as the
tip of the cock pressed
between the wet lips of her cunt. Marian wiggled her hips as the girl
pressed forward, slowly
driving the other end of the cock into Marian's wet sex. The cock was soon
buried deep inside of
her, and Marian felt filled to the limit. She gripped her breasts tightly,
squeezing and twisting as
the girl withdrew the cock mere inches, then slid it back in.
Sweat began to stream down Marian's face as the girls pace quickened.
She heard the wet
slurping sounds that her pussy made as the cock plunged between her lips.
All the time, the girl
moaned in approval, Marian's juices sliding down the cock to coat the girls
pursed lips. Marian
felt the pressure building, and thrust her hips down hard upon the cock, the
waves of her climax
ripping through her as the cock slipped even deeper into her. The serving
girl let more of the cock
slip into her mouth, her throat actually grasping the long rod. Marian was
reduced to whimpering
as her climax left her ragged. Her body jerked like a puppet as the girls
lips came in contact with
her pussy. She sucked both the cock and Marian's clit, the cock amazingly
deep inside the two
women.
Marian shuddered and shook as the girl began to pull away, drawing the
cock from both of
them. Marian sat stunned as the girl gave her the dripping cock. The girl
turned, and knelt on the
bed, thrusting her ass high into the air. A few wiggles of her ass were all
it took to get through to
Marian. Marian took the cock, slowly slipping one end into her own heated
cunt, then slipped the
harness over it. She buckled the harness, admiring the jewel-studded buckle
that rested on her hip.
Marian gasped, the cock seemed to grow inside of her, expanding and filling
her deeper than ever.
She looked down at the cock, watching the wetness that coated it.
She felt lewd as she touched it, running her hand down the shaft. She
was shocked again
as she felt her hand on the cock. She had actually felt it, not just the
vibrations. It was as if she
had a cock of her own. The feeling was intense. She felt her pussy muscles
ripple about the shaft,
and felt the cock respond with its own tremors.
The girl waited patiently, her fingers thrumming against her clit, a
clear trail of juice
trickling from between her reddened pussy lips. Marian couldn't wait to try
the artifact. She
moved behind the girl, and ran the tip of the cock against the girls slick
lips. The girl wiggled,
letting the cock head part her lips. She pushed back a bit, and sighed as
the head of the cock
popped inside of her.
Marian pressed forward, and almost blacked out from pleasure as the
cock sank fully into
the girl. She lay against the girls back breathing heavily as she tried to
cope with the feelings that
were surging through her. She held the girl tightly as she began to rock
back and forth, the cock
sliding easily between the girls folds.
Within a few strokes, the girl was thrusting backward, taking the cock
deep inside of her.
Marian felt like she was caught in a tornado, her head was spinning. Her
breath caught in her
throat as she felt the girls walls began to squeeze rapidly about her cock.
The girl was savagely
thrusting back, and clawed at the bed as she came. The girls' climax was
strong, her muscles
rippling about the cock.
Marian's mouth came open, but no sound came out. Her climax took her
quickly, her
pussy clamping about the cock like a vise. Her whole body tensed as the
pleasure of her orgasm
flooded her. Cream leaked down her legs as the girl continued to rock back
against her. Marian
rode her climax, the spasms lessening in intensity. She was about to speak
when it hit her, another
orgasm, but much different from the first. She felt it rise from her
stomach, and surge through
her. She felt the cock expand within her, then a tremendous release. She
could actually feel the
come spurting from the cock, spurting from deep between her walls.
Marian rubbed the serving girl's ass, and gave her a soft push. She
didn't think she could
take any more of the cock's pleasure. She fell back onto the bed, panting
as she lay in a hot sweat.
She began to fumble with the harness's buckle, but stopped as the girl
snuggled up close to her,
slowly kissing cheek. Marian sighed, sated by her romp, and quickly fell
asleep.
When she woke, the girl was bathing in the tub. She stood, and left
the tub as she saw
Marian stir.
"Well, that was something special." she said.
"That is a special tool, I hope you take care of it."
Marian nodded and began to unfasten the harness.
"Well, I would, but I promised it to someone, and I have to deliver."
she said, the buckle
not coming loose.
Marian worked at the buckle, and sighed. The thing was stuck, she
would have to cut it
loose, and that would make the Priestess of Borus unhappy. She sighed
again, and reached under
her pillow for the knife she had hidden there. She worked at the buckle,
but it wouldn't budge,
then finally she began to slice the leather straps. She shook her head
after a minute. The knife
wasn't even making a scratch.
A small laugh caught her attention. She looked up to see the serving
girl laughing.
"This isn't funny, what did you do?" she asked, her voice showing her
anger.
The serving girl smiled, moved toward the door. Marian gasped as mist
spiraled about the
girl, leaving her clothed in a jewel studded gown. The girl turned, her
face was still young, but her
eyes revealing an age that hadn't been there before. Marian was about to
speak, but knew that this
must be the goddess Rana.
"What I did was simple." the goddess spoke.
"I don't like thieves, and I would normally end your existence, but you
exhibit a certain
zeal for pleasure."
"Since that is the case, I will only punish you. The cock won't come
off, no matter what
you do." She said with a grin.
Marian's eyes went wide. She would have to live like this?
"Please, please...I'll do anything. Anything but that!" she pleaded.
Rana laughed and moved back over to her. She seemed large and imposing
as she looked
down upon Marian's still naked form.
"No, no. The harness and cock can only be removed after you do what I
require of you."
"Please, what must I do?" she begged.
"You will travel, and at every temple of Borus, You will seduce the
priestess. When You
have taken two score of these women, your punishment will be done."
"That will heat that frozen bastard Borus up." she laughed.
With that, Rana turned, and while walking toward the door vanished.
Marian shook her head in misery. Tempting the priestess of the god of
ice would not be
easy. Not to mention, most of the followers of Borus were men. She sat and
wallowed in pity,
not realizing that her hand had begun stroking the cock. Marian's body
betrayed her again as she
lay back and enjoyed the sensation. She shook her head as closed her eyes,
a plan forming in her
mind. If she were going to be cursed with this cock, she might as well
enjoy it.
The End.
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