Thread: An Artifact, A Girl, and a God. |Lagerthas x BlackTalon|

The people had indeed lifted their heads to observe the woman that Khepri had revealed to them. A pale beauty that seemed to be curved differently than them, her skin tone different from the naturally tanned people. She seemed alien to them, as close as a foreign treasure, a treasure fitting a god. The horns sounded once more and as it never happened people returned to work. Slaves were whipped back into actions. Cries resounded throughout the works as yelling and celebrating resounded from the temple guards and priests, as a claim laid by a god in public was seen as a blessing from him to them. A present from the god to them to be able to lay eyes upon the beauty that he had claimed for himself. And claimed she was in the embarassement that he put her through. Her naked form bestowed upon all. The cries of Naari did not reach him, he cared naught for her privacy or naked form. He had to punish her for her attitude towards him and what better way than public humiliation. That was what it was in her eyes and it was just what he needed, just what he wanted. His hand slipped from her left wrist and allowed her to cover up what she felt most exposed. Enough of this. His hand motioned towards one of his female priests Undress and dress her. Without any hesitation the woman approached them, bowed her head infront of the god of rebirth as if she was honored to obey him. Her hands slowly slid of the white satin cloth dress, that was held up by two shoulderstraps, from her body and revealed her tan body with small perky breasts and tattoo markings all over her body. Her steps were light and swift as she approached Naari without any hesitation, hands slipped the shouldersstraps over her shoulders and secured them before she cocked her head next to Naari's and gently whispered into her ear. He is a kind god. After her movement, the woman simply walked back to where she stood and continued to kneel towards the center of the pyramid in complete admiration of him. The silken dress felt light on the body, almost as if it wasn't there. The dress was designed in a way to show off the curves of a woman who wore it, for Naari it revealed the shape of her plumb breasts as if they were two trophees. Her sides were revealed to mother nature, the front and the back of the dress held together by a silken strand that ran horizontally just above her hipline, revealing the curves of her hips whilst hiding her modesty. The dress stopped just above her knees and fit her perfectly. It seemed a perfect fit. Khepri watched the interaction between the two women and smiled as if his trophee had been secured already. He looked upon Naari You have a choice. he said as he turned his body towards her. His body showing the effects of the warm sun, small beads of sweat decorated his body which made the sunlight reflect onto them and made his body glisten in the heat. You are mine, so here you are. In my property. As my property. You are limited to my command, to my will and to my property. You can follow me free, or I will restrain you as I see fit. But be warned. For everything you disobey, I will punish you. Each time will be worse than the last. Without any desire for an answer, Khepri started to decent the stairs. Slow but steady steps were made and on each step, both guards and priests bowed down towards him as he made it to their designated stairs. His destination was the large temple, the towering image of his divinity.