VIRGIN SACRIFICE.
by Hypnosnake
The people assembled at the holy altar of Voltath for the ritual of the new
year. Each year, around the first days of spring, a youth or maiden was sacrificed
to the sacred python of Voltath, symbol of both phallic maleness and curved
womanhood. The ritual symbolized the renewed youth and fertility of the world.
This year Malia was chosen. Flame-haired and emerald-eyed, she had the slim,
developing body of a woman who had said her goodbyes to girlhood. She lay naked
on the altar; strapped to it, she had no choice but to await her fate.
The priestesses came in, full-figured women whose nude bodies were painted to match the skins of serpents. It was rumored that these two women, Sitra and Vena, had been given immortality by mighty Voltath in exchange for eternal service to him.
"Oh, mighty Voltath," chanted Sitra, "with this sacrifice we show our devotion to you, in exchange for this year's good fortune!"
"May this sacrifice please you and your children, and bring us prosperity!" chanted Vena.
With that, Vena opened up a straw basket. Inside was a massive reticulated python...the "child of Voltath". It was as large as five people end-to-end, which was probably the number it ate. It required both priestesses to carry it to the altar. When they reached it, they turned and kissed one another for a brief moment before releasing it; obviously, contact with the creature aroused them.
Then, dark-haired Vena allowed the serpent to slither onto the altar. It came
slithering to Malia, and began to slide over her crotch and around her hip.
Malia gasped at the contact. The rippling of the snake's muscle against her
feminine parts caused a warm tingling. It seemed almost...pleasant somehow.
The good feeling continued as the snake slid across her bottom, massaging it.
Then a coil was formed under her breasts...then one over it. There were more
of these good feelings, and they magnified as the coils tightened.
Malia moaned with pleasure as the sensations increased. Looking upward, she
saw Sitra and Vena writhe like serpents, performing the sacred dance of Voltath.
As the dance reached a climax, she thought she saw their hips thrusting rhythmically
upward...the same motions her own hips wanted to make.
Malia started gasping as the coils tightened. She was being crushed! Constricted
alive! Yet instead of feeling pain, she was feeling incredible pleasure! The
sensations grew stronger...peaking...
Suddenly, her hymen burst from the strain of the python's constriction. Pain warred with pleasure...intertwined with it...became one with it...and she screamed with delight as her loins and breasts and buttocks caught fire, sending a surge of heat throughout her body. Although Malia had no idea what an orgasm was, she had no doubt that this was the most wonderful sensation she had ever experienced.
Sitra and Vena made similar howls of joy as they came, feeling the glory of Voltath enter them. In an ecstasy equal parts religious and sexual, they stood like statues, immobile with orgasmic paralysis. As they came down from their pleasure, they turned to Malia. As fair-haired Sitra undid the shackles, Vena pulled the python off Malia.
Good timing, thought Malia. The pressure was starting to hurt.
Then Sitra whispered in Malia's ear. "If you enjoyed that," she said sweetly, "you'll love what happens next."
"'Next'?" Malia wondered. Then she saw Vena opening the python's mouth, making it eat Malia feet-first!
Malia opened her mouth to scream...only to be deeply kissed by Sitra. The blonde lovely added her finger to Malia's cleft, sending electric jolts of pleasure through her. "Don't worry, darling," she then spoke. "Why, if you liked the outside, you'll love the inside."
Sitra spoke true, for as the snake came up to Malia's hips, its tongue began to caress her vagina. Malia gasped, the intense rush of pleasure thrilling through her. She writhed in ecstasy, her eyes closed. When the snake swallowed her breasts, Malia let out a cry of orgasmic pleasure, thinking she would die of it. She climaxed over and over the further she was swallowed.
When she was in completely, she felt the ultimate joy surge through her. This
bliss seemed to transcend physical orgasm, filling her very soul. The darkness
was filled with light, and she saw that she was transported to a realm where
a great many people were linked together like lovers, enjoying eternal orgasms.
She locked arms around two women, letting them caress her breasts, rubbing her
leg against the cleft of one woman while the other did the same to her. She
became linked, as much psychically as physically, to all these lovers, feeling
their pleasures inbetween having her own every so often.
Heaven,she realized now. I'm in heaven.
That night, Sitra and Vena embraced each other as lovers, pressing their erogenous zones against each other. Just then, the great idol of Voltath hissed, coming alive. Opening its jaws, it released Malia. Like them, she was a serpent-woman now, requiring only two things to survive: worship of Voltath...and pleasure.
The blonde and brunette embraced the redhead, Vena putting her right arm around Malia's back to touch her right breast as her left was fondled by Sitra's left hand. Sitra's left leg pressed against Malia's womanhood, gently spreading her legs. Soon, they were all squeezing against each other, thrusting against each other, granting each other intense pleasure.
This, too, was heaven.
THE END
By Hypnosnake