Thread: The Goddess's Demise (BlueSix x Vuxayl)

Hearing her, Wulv could barely hide a half-smile, and gestured again at his men to position the spear correctly. They lifted its tip up in the air and aligned with Vena's body, and let the sharpened end crash on the hard surface of the altar, right between her naked, slender legs. The sound of solid metal hitting stone boomed around the scene, followed by a metal scraping noise as they dragged and pushed it just inches away from Vena's ruined apex. Her glistening moisture almost reflected the head of the spear, and the folds of torn flesh that were once her beautiful, alluring sex - behind the altar the drums begun sounding, just like before. The men walked to the other end of the spear, and holding it, they waited for Wulv... he walked from where he was towards it and held it likewise, right between them. The drums' rhythm increased, until it was as frantic as when Vena was about to get sacrificed - but this time, they did not stop until it happened. In a sudden burst of strength, Wulv and his men pushed the spear right through Vena's ragged, eviscerated body her steaming breasts laying on the sides of the cold altar, their luxurious fullness still noticeable. But the spear did not go through her tight, warm tunnel, or what was now left of it, though the slick nectar it was dripping with would have helped neither it did go through the pristine-looking hole between her buttocks either. Instead, it pushed right through the flesh and skin that was between the two, almost splitting Vena's body open as the spear pushed in and ripped her body from the inside, crushing the bones that laid in its path and rending her flesh apart. Wulv uttered a roar, thrusting the spear inside her almost passionately, relishing on the feeling of having it go through her flesh - whatever resistance her desecrated body could still put up was no match for his power and the few men beside him. The sharpened metal tip pushed and tore her divine womb apart, penetrating her flesh it then kept pushing through, skewering her soft entrails and coming to a halt just beneath her heart. So close, in fact, that every beat of it grazed on its very tip, the metal shaft gleaming right between her exposed lungs. What was left of her body was pushed back from the impact, and only the strong ties kept the spear from throwing her off the stone surface. Instead, it impaled her almost completely. Wulv and his men relinquished their grasp on it - it was now firmly wedged inside her ripped flesh, only pushing and tilting her body slightly from the added weight. They placed the metal base just in front of the altar, in front of the crowd that eagerly watched Vena's once unblemished, perfect body now torn and ruined and then each men walked to the ties that kept Vena pinned down, releasing them in sync. Her body almost slided away from the altar, but Wulv grabbed the free end of the spear - and he had enough strength to bring her against him, raising her up so the destroyed sex goddess was held vertically. Having her torn body so close to him made Wulv wrap an arm around her and hold her close in an almost gentle manner feeling her soft, enticing curves on his body. Bringing her down to the metal base... he aligned the tip of the spear with the hole in the base, and let it fall down in place. The impact on the ground pushed the spear even further upwards inside Vena's body and against her heart - puncturing it. The sound of Vena's body straining further against the steel rod made him even more... desiring of her. And there she was, her entrails and chest torn open to the people of the west as Vena was held impaled on the altar the destruction of her soft, lustful body such that it would give a mortal human only a few more hours to live. The drums stopped, and the torches burned their last oil - and in the darkness, her body was now barely visible, the fluids covering her pronouncing the goddess's defiled shape. The crow remained for a while longer, admiring her and listening to her wails, until they decided to return to their homes. With was exactly what Wulv did - once the sacrifice was done, he dragged himself to his personal quarters, thinking how would he get Vena back. Maybe during the early morning... when her body would be considered dead. This way, it would be permissible to remove the offering to the gods.