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Thread: Sating the New Goddess

Reneah took a nervous breath and allowed herself to be led into what she thought of as the sacred chamber of Ayla. She tried to keep her eyes downcast in humble respect, but the appearance of the quarters still assaulted her expectations and made her brow furrow in confusion. White was supposed to be Ayla's motif. The goddess was always depicted covered in modest white robes from head to feet. Only her gentle, patrician face, almost equally pale, supposedly smiled upon her believers with motherly protectiveness. Yet, here, as it was in the corridors outside, she was overwhelmed with a decor swimming in red trimmed with gold. The walls, the curtains, the columns, the massive throne with its cushions, and even... even the magnificent female form seated upon it. Reneah went to her knees as directed, trying to fix her eyes on the ground below her goddess. Still, her peripheral vision caught not the thick white robes, but diaphonous crimson silk that seemed to emphasize as much as hide the perfect and powerful body beneath. Perhaps, she tried to rationalize, the goddess is more at ease in the privacy of her sanctuary. So much was at war with her understanding of the way of Ayla, but her desperation drove her to put her uneasiness aside, telling herself it was just her nervousness at coming face to face with Her holy magnificence. Goddess, she began with a slightly quivering voice, I seek sanctuary in your protection. The world outside offers me only a cruel fate. Only within your arms can I feel safe. I will dedicate myself to your service. I will please you in any way you require. I only ask that you keep me as your servant. Her voice had grown stronger as she spoke, certain that she was doing the right thing, and hopeful that the goddess would accept her plea and answer her prayers. In her mind, she was still dealing with Ayla. She had heard of Cerrinth only vaguely, as a goddess worshipped by barbarians who loved chaos, war, plunder, and cruelty.
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Come closer....princess.... This was the most delicate part of the plan. The girl still believed her to be Alya, so as absolutely thrilling as her pledge sounded....it was hollow and useless. No matter how powerful the god be, none could steal faith, nor could one trick it into being. You wish sanctuary.....but you come at a time of great change for this temple....things are no longer as you understand them to be... She was careful with her words, but she laced them with seductive power that would slowly penetrate the young woman's mind and body, eroding her doubts and relaxing her. It pleased her to hear the slight tremble of awe and fear in the princess's voice, she was even more pleased to hear her voice grow stronger and more resolute. Good, the girl had courage, something she valued. She straightened her pose and slid her legs over the edge of the throne, then crossed them slowly, allowing the thin silk that covered them to spill away, revealing her flawless, muscular thighs. Those in this temple no longer adhere to the old ways of Alya....they have embraced another path...closer child...closer. Cerrinth was going through great lengths to reserve herself, if this had been some ordinary girl with no greater destiny, then she would already be inside her. However, more than just pleasure was at stake, decades of war and carnage, spoils and tribute were to be had. She only had to wait a few minutes of mortal time to have all of it.... This path is not an undesirable one....and you would still be far beyond your fathers reach....so I must ask you...do you still seek sanctuary? Manipulating mortals was so entertaining, and easy. Her mere existence already put humans on edge, a little speech vague enough to keep her from asking the wrong questions combined with a reminder of her desperate position was more than enough to plant the seed.
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Reneah had been through far too much wrenching shock this day. Her father's announcement had thrown her into a tizzy, a near panic that only surrendering to the Goddess Ayla offered a hope of escape. Now, the appearance of things within the Goddess of Purity's temple was wildly out of her expectations. And now the Goddess was telling her that things had... changed? The old ways abandoned and another path now the way of things. The princess could not grasp just what the Goddess was saying. Looking up with her brow furled in puzzlement, she saw the image of the woman before her--not just a woman, but a perfect image of a woman, her revealed thighs seeming to radiate both strength and femininity. What could this new path offer her that was worse than what her father wanted for her? The Goddess said thepath was not an undesireable one. Surely the Goddess would not lie! And Sanctuary! She still offered that, and in the end, that was the only thing that truly mattered. Anything to escape her father's plans and marriage to the wretched barbarian he planned for her. Part of her determination to escape her fate was pride. Pride that she was above such petty political maneuverings as her father planned. Pride against being used as a pawn in the schemes of men seeking power like him. She was better than that! But the world was as it was, and if she left here, she would be at the mercy of those men. She would not have it! Reneah took a shuddering breath and leaned forward, her eyes downcast again as she reached to the hem of the scarlet gown that sheathed the glamorous diety before her. She hooked the hem and raised it slowly to her lips, giving it a soft, reverant kiss. I will serve you, Goddess. Give me sanctuary, and I will be your servant, to whatever path you choose for me. This... I swear...
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Cerrinth smiled as a link in the webs of fate was formed between them. Such was the truest vice for gods, the belief and faith of mortals was like a drug to some, it was life to others. For her it was the former, something that only added to the considerable enjoyment she derived from life. However this bond was only partial, verbal declaration was the loosest of all vows of servitude. Physical displays of faith were preferable, but the spiritual were the most empowering, and impossible to break....Cerrinth wanted all three. She gracefully stood up from her throne and held her hand over the womans kneeling body. I accept your humility and in return grant you sanctuary....in the temple of Cerrinth, Goddess of Battle. As the woman processed this revelation Cerrinth snapped her fingers gracefully. From now till the end of days you are under my protection, no man you do not desire will ever touch you and live. She nodded to both sisters Cassidi and Baniel. Maidens...please bestow unto your sister the blessed robes of this temple, and prepare her for the adjoining. With that she turned away from them as her maidens urged the young princess to follow them. Please sister.....I know this is not what you were expecting.....but she is true to her word and there are far worse patrons to owe ones life to... Cassidi whispered to Reneah, urging her to follow. Yes please....let us take care of you....you are safe with us..... They needed to get her to the cleansing chamber and purify her body, then dress her in the robes of the adjoining.
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The words of acceptance filled Reneah with relief, but instantly amazement as the Goddess announced herself. Cerrinth? Goddess of ... Battle? Since this morning, the princess had resigned herself to a life of purity and service. Now it was to be... She couldn't imagine, but other things the Goddess said she embraced happily. Protection, and the assurance that no man would be able to take her without terrible vengeance. If Ayla was not here to keep her safe, this Goddess was, and to Reneah, that was the most important thing. The assurances of the two sisters who took her in tow gave her even more peace of mind. Thank you... sisters? she gushed with a hint of question at the end as to whether she could address them so before whatever rites she must complete to be a full acolyte of the goddess. She followed them, prepared to obey their instructions. short, but I'm trying to be careful not to do anything for your characters
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Yeah I apologize for that. I realize now how unnecessary that was, an old habit I suppose. Feel free to do what you wish with Baniel and Cassidi and anyone else save Cerrinth from here on out. Again apologies for the nuisance. Baniel and Cass gently led Reneah back out of the sanctuary. This was familiar to them, as it had not been a few weeks since their Adjoining with the goddess. The event was very clear in their minds, only more so since they had frequently repeated the act with her grace. Before Cerrinth, neither of them could ever have believed the incredible heights pleasure could reach. The goddess was every bit as impressive and awe inspiring during the act of passion as she was in battle, and they had seen her in both. Sister is fine...Reneah is it? Baniel said with a warm smile, she gave the girl a reassuring squeeze on her shoulder. She had heard the goddess mention princess, and made the assumption herself, given that all the kings other daughters had been sent off to various countries. If the story was anything like she expected, she did not blame the princess for her action, and she imagined this was a far better life. I expect you must be a little shocked right now.... She said as they opened the doors to the cleansing chamber. Inside the whole room was pure red crystal, the floors, walls, and ceiling. A glow seemed to emanate from the translucent stone, warmly lighting the room. Carved into the floor was a pool of water deep enough to reach the waist, and a steady waterfall poured into the pool from a wide hole in the back wall. I hate to add to that but there is much you should know....if you mean to go through with this. Cassidi spoke next. They stood in front of the princess, both able to see what the goddess was so intrigued with. This woman was nearly flawless, from her milky skin to her figure to the sculpt of her features. She was truly a paragon of beauty. We will answer any questions you have, but before you ask know a few simple rules... First.. Baniel started. ...do not ever mention the old goddess. I assume you know her name, do not under any circumstances speak of her unless her grace Cerrinth does so first. Our lady is a passionate goddess, and she rewards us deeply for our loyalty....but her temper is short....and her wrath terrible. Second.. Cass continued. ...First and foremost our lady is the Goddess of Battle, Shepard of War. Second she is the patron of passion, lust, and rage, all in equal portions. If you are to join us, truly devote yourself to her....then you must never question her....ever. Cass didn't mean to be so harsh sounding, but it was best for the woman to know exactly what her situation was. While she and Baniel found this new life exhilarating and fulfilling, not everyone was cut out to serve the Goddess of Battle. Now...before we get you ready and explain the Adjoining....is there anything you need? Food? Drink? Questions? Baniel motioned for Reneah to join her on a bench against the wall.
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It was still too much, too fast. Reneah thought she had prepared herself, cleansed herself of impure thoughts to enter the service of the virginal Ayla. Now she couldn't even mention her name. What had happened to her? She was... gone. Could she be... dead? The idea that a goddess of any type could die was an unfamiliar one to her. She had always assumed that gods were immortal and impervious to anything that could hurt them. Now, instead of the goddess of purity and service, she was about to be dedicated to a goddess of passion and... battle? She looked at her two guides hoping for more assurance. Could I have a glass of, juice or something? she asked, to try and break the ice. You... you serve the goddess Cerrinth. You say she offers rewards for your loyalty. What rewards do you mean? Do you feel you are, I'm not sure, fulfilling a greater good in Her service? Reneah was an educated woman by the standards of her time. Is there room for art and music as her servants? I would... I would miss those. She added one more question that seemed to be implied by their warnings. Are you... afraid of Her? she had to ask. Reneah was afraid of many things that had brought her here her father's plans, a life isolated among the barbarians she was to be mated to, cruelty and abuse. Cerrinth seemed her only remaining avenue of protection from such things. But, was she about to commit herself to something even more frightening? She had to know, or try to.
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Cass nodded and left to go fetch some juice for the young woman. Meanwhile Baniel did her best to answer all of Reneah's questions. They were difficult ones, most of them anyway. She thought hard on how to answer them in a way that best served both the princess and the goddess. Our rewards are power....and pleasure. She closed her eyes, remembering her own Adjoining, thinking that she could never experience such intense pleasure ever again, and being proved wrong over and over. I assume you...are a virgin? But I am sure you had training at the castle....how to please your future husband. She moved closer to the princess and placed her hand on her shoulder. So you have never experienced physical pleasure...beyond whatever you may have provided yourself. Weeks earlier she would have been abashed to speak so openly, but now it seemed a regular part of her life, and no embarrassment was to be found. Our lady can give you such pleasure that the world will melt away around you. Words cannot do it justice, but please believe me that no sensation exists that can compare. Beyond that, all her handmaidens are empowered, strength, speed, agility, some minor magic. The more we please her and impress her, the more she blesses us. Myself and Cassidi may not look it, but thanks to Cerrinth we are equal to ten armed men. She took a deep breath and continued. I do not wish to deter you, but to call what we do good is a lie. What we do is great, we help change the world, but rarely for the better. However that is merely perspective. I....I myself like to believe that I serve Cerrinth, rather than what she stands for....that is the best I can offer you. As we said, our lady is a patron of passion. And passion has many forms. Of course she favors battle, but all passion falls in her favor. We do indeed have music and art, as well as training rooms. One of the other sisters, Ladia is one of our lady's favorites, and it is because her voice is the most beautiful I've ever heard. She writes poems and songs, since Cerrinth entered our lives, all that changed was the content of her music. She knew that wasn't a perfect answer, as Cerrinth also favored Ladia due to her exquisite figure. But it wasn't a lie at all, the goddess enjoyed many vices, music was one of them. Reneah's last question was the most difficult. That is hard to answer. She sighed. Myself... She searched herself, and told the absolute truth. I do not fear her. But there are many who should. She sat down on a bench and took another deep breath. She has the power to crush armies and rip the souls from living beings like they were playthings....but I do not fear her. For I serve her, and I love her for the incredible life she has given me. If you truly serve her, love her and most importantly 'believe' in her, then her wrath would never turn on you. She can be quick to temper, but if you understand her nature, then you can forgive her rage in light of her passion. By the time she finished she heard Cassidi returning with the princess's drink.
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Reneah took a grateful sip of the juice, thankful for the moment to consider what she had just heard. It bothered her, a bit, that she had come here to serve a goddess of goodness and purity, and Cerrinth was clearly not to be in that mold. At least she had had some assurance of music and art. Whatever the subject matter, the princess knew that she loved the talent of singers, painters, and sculptors she had encouraged while at her father's castle. Some of their subjects bordered on the naughty, and that had given her a private thrill as she heard or examined their works. As for passion, she had never thought of her future husband except in terms of her duties to maintain his castle and deliver up heirs. She knew that entailed certain indignities in the boudoir, but she saw that little different than rape, and assumed she would endure it and try to get through it as quickly as possible. Of course, being paired with the barbarian her father had chosen meant even worse humiliation to their vile tastes, without the consoling comfort of at least minimal culture. Even the suggestion from Baniel of physical pleasure was a curious idea to grasp for Reneah. But it sounded far superior to her father's intentions. But one word kept echoing and stirring through her mind. Power. Cerrinth was a goddess, certainly, of power, and apparently wielded that power like a sword. A female goddess of power was also initially a strange concept to Reneah, raised in a world where it was assumed that women simply had no power at all. Even a princess was a slave to her father's political manipulations, and meant nothing more to him than a pawn to cement for him some alliance. Cerrinth not only had the power, but shared it with her handmaidens, Baniel said. What would her father think, she wondered, if Reneah reappeared with the strength of ten warriors? If it was he cowed to her will, and the will of her Goddess? If Reneah was unschooled in the idea of passion, this idea above all others, sent a surge through her that she would only want to describe as passion. For such power, she would serve. Willingly, even eagerly serve. She echoed the thought aloud. I will serve Cerrinth, she said with determination, like an iron door shutting on an imprisoned idea. She looked to the other two handmaidens. I will give her my complete loyalty, serve her, give myself to her plans. She glanced about them, uncertain what would follow now. If there is to be a ceremony, tell my what I must do to prepare.
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Baniel and Cassidi both smiled. Reneah was taking this quite well. She seemed far more level headed than even some of Alya's original followers were when Cerrinth appeared, and they were used to divine presences. They stepped forward and each took a hand of the princess. It is us that will prepare you. They began stripping Reneah's clothing from her body, slowly and gracefully. Their hands were skilled, their fingers brushed flesh as they moved. We shall....loosen you for Cerrinth. We must cleanse your body and light the fires inside you, so as Cerrinth's passions do not consume you. As they finished they removed their own clothing and coaxed the princess towards the pool. The water was warmed from some unseen source and gentle steam wafted from it's surface. Now relax sister....let us prepare you as you discuss what is expected of you. Both Baniel and Cassidi took arousal from Reneah's nude body. She was royal indeed, thick and thin in all the right places. Her skin milky and smooth, flawless, and enticing. They cupped the water and let it fall over her, then their hands over her flesh gently, caressing her skin with great skill. They moved their bodies close so that their skin touched, from either side the women's thighs caressed Reneah's, their breasts pressed against her side. Cerrinth is unlike any woman you've known. Baniel began as her fingers slid down the Princess's belly. She is stronger, her desires are nearly insatiable. Her hand slid between the Princess's legs. She craves women because no man can hope to sate her. Her fingers began to slide between the soft lips of Reneah's nether region. She will take you both as a woman and as a man, however her form will not change. Cassidi danced her fingers over the Princess's pert nipples, squeezing and massaging her heavy breasts. From betwixt her thighs she will give you a mans love, of such length and girth that it would stretch you to your limits. She kissed Reneah's shoulder. Have faith. Believe in her and she will not let you break.
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Of course sister. You will be one of us. And we will guide you, protect you, and show you the ways of passion. Baniel whispered softly. She began sliding her forefinger in and out of Reneah's slit, careful not to go to deep she hooked her finger up and circled it firmly against the swollen patch of flesh inside her that was her upper spot. Cerrinth would grow impatient, and as much as she wanted to continue with the princess, she dared not keep the goddess much longer. Not with so exquisite an Adjoining at hand. Slip away sister. Let the feeling sweep you away. Fall into ecstasy... Casidi whispered, moving one hand to press against Baniels forefinger from the outside. Stimulating the princess's spot from both sides. It was strange how proficient they had become at such lewd practices in such a short time. But it was worth it. Casidi's other hand kneaded at the princess's buttocks while they drove her closer and closer to climax. She had to experience it once at least. Or the Adjoining would ruin her. It would overload her senses and leave her a living husk, devoid of a mind or soul. With their skilled fingers working so hard the girl had to be close now. Meanwhile back in the sanctum....... Cerrinth lay across her great silken bed. She watched through her servants eyes as they undressed the princess. Truly it was magnificent. And pure as well. She stretched out her back as they took her into the pool and began preparing her. The sound of her voice, sighing with heaving breaths as she experienced pleasures never before felt. It was intoxicating.