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

The priests found themselves growing erect as they scrubbed Vena's naked body, and they made extra-sure her genitals were clean. She soon gleamed under the orange firelight. The drums began their ominous beat, and the priests read the chants from their tomes in sync. Vena's heart swelled at all the pomp and ceremony they afforded her. Anticipation silenced the crowds below. Vena held her breath when Wulv approached with the knife. He murmured, You, most alluring goddess, you are eternal. And so, the offering of your body and flesh will be only temporary. I know. The shadow of sorrow darkened his face he was nervous. He'd never seen her regenerate before, so he was probably apprehensive about destroying someone he'd grown attracted to. She wanted him to enjoy destroying her. The ritual wouldn't be much fun if he spent it worrying. Vena whispered, Why the long face? Come on, we'll make a show if it. She wiggled her hips. Just do your thing like you normally would, and I'll make sure to spill some blood to make it look authentic. As the drumbeats and chanting drew to a close, Wulv whispered back, Vena, you will need to scream. Find a way to make them believe you are suffering. She nodded. I know, she mouthed. Wulv pressed the blade point to her forehead. Vena evened her breathing. Then he dug in. She held her breath as the blade trailed down from her forehead to the base of her nose. Her plush lips split when the blade passed through them, the feeling akin to a lover thumbing her mouth before the kiss. Vena lurched against the bonds and bit back a cry. Wulv then traced the point around the outline of her neck. She wondered what the purpose was could he mean to skin her? Tingles went down her back at the idea. If he ripped every nerve in her body that way, the intense pleasure would probably knock her unconscious. That would be an experience to remember. So she watched him intently as he dragged the knife down her vulnerable neck, between her immaculate scoops, down her lithe belly, and over her nether organ. Vena dropped her head back on the altar and grunted her approval. An observer might think she was just being strong and trying to hold back the pain, but the two lovers knew better. But Wulv was just getting started. He dug the blade into the her left shoulder and began to drag it down. Vena quickly realized where it was headed. Oh gods...oh gods... Her breaths became harder as the point drew closer and closer to her pride and joy. When the blade penetrated the first inch of her tender breast, her cries pierced the sky. Yellow fat mixed with blood spilled out as the knife relieved the pressure inside. When it reached the pink of her nipple, her mind exploded. Vena bucked and writhed on the altar. Drool trickled from her mouth, and moisture pooled between her legs. Observers thought her cries to be of pain. When she came to, Wulv was pulling the knife down her other shoulder. Vena almost sobbed with joy, begging through a veil of curses for him to keep going. Her mind exploded again when he opened up her right breast and pierced its erect nipple. Her world spun and turned black as a fiery heat roared through her body and promised to send her screaming to the afterlife. Vena regained consciousness moments later, breaths ragged, but bathed in a hazy, comfortable afterglow. And Wulv still wasn't finished yet. Laughs disguised by coughs and sobs ripped from her throat when she realized the best was yet to come.