them.”
“You will meet another male demigod at our next training.”
The muscles in my neck bunched up. “What is he like,
Dominus? What’s his name?”
“Remember what I said earlier? The only time you speak
during training or ritual is when spoken to. If you have a question regarding
training you may ask permission to speak, but unless we are taking a break from
training, we will not discuss other subjects. Understood?”
I sighed. “Yes, Dominus.”
“It’s time to train on ritual worship.”
The idea was terrifying, but it was clear that refusal to
participate was not an option.
He nodded to a table shaped like a large X. There was a
place to rest my head, but that was the only thing that looked comfortable
about it. Holding my hand, Marcus helped me climb on the barbaric apparatus.
First, Marcus secured my wrists with leather straps and then
came my ankles.
After he finished trussing me to the table, I looked up at
him with dread in my eyes. I was essentially naked and tied spread eagle in a
dungeon. It was intimidating enough to be in this position with Marcus who had
my best interests at heart, but soon this would be Boreas. Their Master frightened
me, made me feel powerless and I would be expected to submit my entire being to
him.
“You’re so beautiful.” Marcus’s tone was sweet, instantly
reminding me that no matter how harsh his words or how many times he threatened
to discipline me, Marcus cared about me above anything else.
“Dominus, I’m afraid.” Tears threatened to spill from my
eyes. It was one thing to put my trust in Marcus, but quite another to prepare
for what God had in store.
“That’s to be expected. Just know that I will be by your side
through all of it.”
I nodded and tried to bravely swallow back my tears, but one
ran down my cheek anyway. Marcus let it fall and that was not like him. A grim
thought wormed into my brain. What if my gentle Dom turned cold as they
rehearsed this unholy sacrament? Could Marcus lose control and hurt me?
He pinched my chin and turned my face toward him. “Because
this is your first training, it will be about going through the motions, the
logistics of the Goddess ritual.”
He snaked around the X and positioned himself between my
legs and exposed pussy. “God will stand here through most of the ritual.”
Of course he will.
There was a small drawer at the base of the cross where he
removed what looked like an oversized snow globe. “He will have his Light with
him contained in a sphere like this one and he will roll it over your body.”
My muscles tightened.
“This is just glass, little sub,” he said, hefting the
sphere.
Consciously, I tried to loosen my limbs and shake off my anxiety.
“This is important. He will show you his Light. It will be
bright like a star and will pulse and emit a crackling noise similar to
thunder. No matter how much you prepare for the first moment you see his Light,
it will frighten you and that will excite him. And when he is excited, he is at
his most powerful. God’s energy is overwhelming without his Light, but with it,
it will take your breath away. It is crucial that you keep your focus on me and
not on the Light.”
My face was a mask of shock, but Marcus continued his
explanation with calm proficiency.
“In this aroused state, he will ask you this question: ‘What
is this body for?’ You should keep your eyes downcast as you reply, ‘My body
was created for your pleasure, Master. Do with it what you will.’”
A knot tightened around my belly as he made me repeat the
words.
“Very good.”
“What happens next, Dominus?”
He let a moment pass. “The torture begins.”
I pinched my eyes closed as I tried imagining what the
torture would be like and how I could tolerate it. “How long does it last,
Dominus?”
“At first, not long. You will not be able to bear much.
After a while, when you have fully bonded with me, it will last for quite some
time.”
Even though I
“You will meet another male demigod at our next training.”
The muscles in my neck bunched up. “What is he like,
Dominus? What’s his name?”
“Remember what I said earlier? The only time you speak
during training or ritual is when spoken to. If you have a question regarding
training you may ask permission to speak, but unless we are taking a break from
training, we will not discuss other subjects. Understood?”
I sighed. “Yes, Dominus.”
“It’s time to train on ritual worship.”
The idea was terrifying, but it was clear that refusal to
participate was not an option.
He nodded to a table shaped like a large X. There was a
place to rest my head, but that was the only thing that looked comfortable
about it. Holding my hand, Marcus helped me climb on the barbaric apparatus.
First, Marcus secured my wrists with leather straps and then
came my ankles.
After he finished trussing me to the table, I looked up at
him with dread in my eyes. I was essentially naked and tied spread eagle in a
dungeon. It was intimidating enough to be in this position with Marcus who had
my best interests at heart, but soon this would be Boreas. Their Master frightened
me, made me feel powerless and I would be expected to submit my entire being to
him.
“You’re so beautiful.” Marcus’s tone was sweet, instantly
reminding me that no matter how harsh his words or how many times he threatened
to discipline me, Marcus cared about me above anything else.
“Dominus, I’m afraid.” Tears threatened to spill from my
eyes. It was one thing to put my trust in Marcus, but quite another to prepare
for what God had in store.
“That’s to be expected. Just know that I will be by your side
through all of it.”
I nodded and tried to bravely swallow back my tears, but one
ran down my cheek anyway. Marcus let it fall and that was not like him. A grim
thought wormed into my brain. What if my gentle Dom turned cold as they
rehearsed this unholy sacrament? Could Marcus lose control and hurt me?
He pinched my chin and turned my face toward him. “Because
this is your first training, it will be about going through the motions, the
logistics of the Goddess ritual.”
He snaked around the X and positioned himself between my
legs and exposed pussy. “God will stand here through most of the ritual.”
Of course he will.
There was a small drawer at the base of the cross where he
removed what looked like an oversized snow globe. “He will have his Light with
him contained in a sphere like this one and he will roll it over your body.”
My muscles tightened.
“This is just glass, little sub,” he said, hefting the
sphere.
Consciously, I tried to loosen my limbs and shake off my anxiety.
“This is important. He will show you his Light. It will be
bright like a star and will pulse and emit a crackling noise similar to
thunder. No matter how much you prepare for the first moment you see his Light,
it will frighten you and that will excite him. And when he is excited, he is at
his most powerful. God’s energy is overwhelming without his Light, but with it,
it will take your breath away. It is crucial that you keep your focus on me and
not on the Light.”
My face was a mask of shock, but Marcus continued his
explanation with calm proficiency.
“In this aroused state, he will ask you this question: ‘What
is this body for?’ You should keep your eyes downcast as you reply, ‘My body
was created for your pleasure, Master. Do with it what you will.’”
A knot tightened around my belly as he made me repeat the
words.
“Very good.”
“What happens next, Dominus?”
He let a moment pass. “The torture begins.”
I pinched my eyes closed as I tried imagining what the
torture would be like and how I could tolerate it. “How long does it last,
Dominus?”
“At first, not long. You will not be able to bear much.
After a while, when you have fully bonded with me, it will last for quite some
time.”
Even though I
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