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

As Vena writhed and screeched on top of the stony altar, Wulv knew that she was deeply enjoying it. And there was more in store for her, Wulv had more in store for her... the sacrifices of the west were known to be brutal, and hers was no exception, her divine body now ravaged by the blade and his strength. And her wailing cries were ambiguous enough for the rest of the populace to feel the sacrifice as adequate - masking her enjoyment of the process. Grabbing the knife once more, Wulv guided it towards Vena's torn chest. Even with raw holes of flesh and torn skin where her rich, full breasts had been, it was still the delicate embodiment of feminine proportions, her ribcage faintly visible underneath her unblemished skin as Vena's hastened breathing brought it up and down. The very edge of the blade traced the length of her chest bone, almost seductively, from it's very tip to just below her neck - and then Wulv thrusted it inside her as hard as he could, the sound of flesh and crushing bone echoing around her as he shattered her sternum. The handle of the blade was left sticking out of her skin, just between the two voids of flesh, and it rose in sync with her breathing. The crowd was now in an eager, expectant silence - anticipating the pleading and crying of the sacrificed woman. Having left the blade inside of her chest for a few moments, Wulv rested a hand on Vena's hair as he held the handle in his grip - almost in a caring way. His eyes moved over Vena's flawless body, from the her carved face to her toes - and with an initial thrust full of desire and lust of her, he began sawing through her chest, all the way to the tip of her chest bone and cutting it in half completely. Her pristine skin now had a huge gash between her missing breasts - and inside of it, one could see a glimpse of torn flesh and shattered bone. That was just the appetizer - and Wulv walked over to one side of her torso, in the region between her ribcage and her hips. The view of Vena's body from here was just as enticing, if not more, as looking at her from above - Wulv traced every little sensual ridge of her ribs with his finger, and her large hips raised themselves slightly over her ruined nethers still displaying their inviting fertility. His hand traced their shape as well, his hardened fingers grazing the inside of her thighs - and then he thrusted the blade in that soft region, tearing out another cut on her body. Her entrails almost managed to slide out of her abdomen on their own but Wulv yanked them further out of her, disembowelling her divine figure in front of his city's crowd. And they gasped in excitement. Wulv placed the bloodied blade on the stone altar, and looked at Vena with a lustful smile as one of his finger drew the shape of her cuts, its tip inside her flesh - and then his hands moved over to the gash that he'd left right on her chest. The most painful part of the sacrifice was now - and even Wulv had barely enough strength to carry it through alone. His fingers moved around the gaping wound, and then they buried themselves inside it - and with all of his might, he pulled his hands apart until Vena's sacred chest gave in and tore apart. Her ribs cracked as he spread them out of her torso, her soft skin and flesh tearing and ripping as it was pulled away - and Vena's lungs and heart could be seen exposed to the air and poking out of her defiled body, as well as the inside of her ribcage. The commander of the west then signalled a few men to do their part in completing the sacrifice - and they exited the premises of the altar, only to quickly return with a massive, sharpened metal spear, and a steel base, that they handed over to him.