Harkaan awoke with the morning sun streaming through the window of his cell. The window was barred, but this was the first time in his life that he had slept in a room open to the outside air. He arose from the bed and took a sip of the watered wine, now warm, left from the night before. He looked around the sparsely furnished chamber and saw the bed with its sleeping furs, a chair and small table, a bucket, and nothing else. No clothes. He was not entirely surprised.
He had just finished relieving himself when the door opened, and two guards entered. Women again, just as last night. Now that he knew, it was obvious even under the armor and helmets. A servant left fresh food and drink, took the leavings and the bucket, and was dismissed. One of the guards shut the door as the other faced Harkaan and removed her helmet, revealing long, raven-dark tresses.
"Enjoy your first day, stud?" She laughed as she eyed his naked form. "We're not allowed to touch that gorgeous cock of yours, and we are not allowed to beat you unless you cause trouble, but the High Priestess doesn't mind if we...indulge ourselves a bit. You want your breakfast? Well, you are going to have to earn it." Her lustful grin left no doubt as to her intentions. She removed her mail and leggings, leaving her torso clad in a leather jerkin, but below the waist she was naked, her legs powerfully muscled, the bushy thatch of hair between her legs as dark and thick as that on her head. Harkaan could just make out the pale tips of her vulva among the curls.
"Kneel down and get to work!" she said. "Surely you've licked a pussy before. Truly the purest form of worship."
They both laughed. Harkaan hesitated for only a split second. He was a formidable fighter, but unarmed. And the women held their weapons with the easy familiarity of long use. He approached and knelt before the guard as her companion watched, her javelin pointed at him, held loosely in both hands. Her pubis was right at the level of his eyes, and he could already faintly smell her arousal as she pushed her hips forward. Her pink lips, framed by a thatch of dark hair, were barely an inch from his nose. Harkaan had been in such situations before. He had been a favorite of decadent noblewomen. He had satisfied many, both with his tongue and his cock, sometimes while their husbands had looked on. He leaned in and began to lick.
She sighed and quivered at his touch. Her pussy was open and fragrant, already moist with her sweet feminine nectar. She had been anticipating Harkaan's attentions for a while. She seized a handful of hair on the back of his head and pulled him in, thrusting up against his mouth. He pushed his tongue deep inside her and wiggled it around, eliciting a series of groans from the half-naked guard as the thick curls of her bush tickled his nose. She gasped and panted as she rubbed her pussy up and down on his face, grinding her clit against his nose as he furiously worked his tongue.
Harkaan felt his cock hardening as his body responded to the taste and aroma of the woman's arousal. A small sigh of satisfaction escaped his lips as she climaxed, crying out as she pulled his head tightly into her spasming pussy. Harkaan held his breath and thrashed his tongue as she rode out her orgasm, covering his face with a copious amount of her fragrant juices. She let out a shuddering breath and staggered slightly as she backed away. Harkaan remained where he was, correctly assuming that they were not yet finished with him.
"He's good," she said to her companion, her voice a bit unsteady. The two women traded places, and Harkaan was presented with his second pussy of the morning. This guard had fairer skin and lighter hair, her muscular thighs a creamy white. The hair between them was light brown, and softer and straighter than that of the other woman. His cock grew to full length as his lips made contact. She sighed and began to circle her hips as he licked up and down, covering her pussy from top to bottom and drawing forth her savory wetness. She trembled and gasped with each breath as he sucked her clit into his mouth and thrashed with his tongue as he worked his lips.
Her climax came quicker than that of the first guard but lasted longer. She pulled his head into her pussy and held him immobile as her thighs tensed and a flood of her orgasmic honey covered his face. Harkaan licked her through her peak and beyond as she held him in place for a moment in the afterglow, her pussy twitching occasionally as he moved his tongue gently about. He was beginning to understand why there was an entire cult devoted to the exaltation and worship of the female pubis. Finally, she stepped away and pulled him to his feet, both women grinning at the sight of his fully erect member.
"You'll go far around here, stud," said the first guard after they had dressed. "Now eat quickly; you are required elsewhere." Harkaan ate but was given no chance to wash, and so it was that naked with the juices of two pussies drying in his beard and a slightly swollen cock, he was led back to the same room that he was in the day before. There he was again chained in the center and left alone to his fate.
A few minutes later, Priestess Kama entered, followed by the same group of young novitiates as the day before. The scene was much the same, but this time the air was tense with anticipation. The High Priestess took hold of his cock and idly stroked him to full hardness as she addressed the girls.
"Ladies, you know why we are here. Today you will get a chance to practice some of the techniques you saw demonstrated yesterday. You will be practicing not only your skills but also your control. There are many of you and only one of him. We want to ensure that each of you gets an opportunity. You must not get him overly excited until everyone has had a turn." She looked into Harkaan's eyes as she gave his cock a final squeeze. "Everyone, is that clear?" As he nodded, Kama leaned forward slightly and sniffed, obviously aware of what had taken place earlier. With a wry smile, she released his cock and turned away.
"Camilla, you may begin. You have until the sands run out." She inverted a small timer, and as the white sand began to fill the bottom globe, one of the girls stepped forward. She was about twenty and slim, her blond curls cascading past her shoulders. Her cheeks reddened as she knelt in front of the chained slave, and she hesitated a few seconds before leaning in and tentatively kissing the head of his member. She then stuck out her tongue and licked the underside, eliciting a twitch in response.
Emboldened, she took the head in between her lips and began to probe with her tongue. As she grew accustomed to the feel of his thick shaft in her mouth, she worked her way halfway down, her explorations more confident. Harkaan sighed as she began to warm to her task only to have the voice of the High Priestess intrude.
"Time. Step away, girl. Cassilda, you are next."
He moaned softly as the first girl instantly released him. He watched as another stepped forward, this one shorter and full-figured. The thin fabric of her tunic did little to conceal her curves or prominent nipples, which were erect and clearly visible. She wasted no time, quickly taking his waiting cock in her mouth and slowly working her way up and down. Her lips were soft, but her touch inexpert as she did little with her tongue. Still, her mouth was warm and wet, and she took a little more of his cock into her throat each time she descended.
Her steady rhythm soon had him pushing his hips forward to meet her, and she had managed to get nearly all of his cock into her mouth when Kama called time. Harkaan gasped and clutched at his chains as she obediently released him and stepped away.
The next girl was more tentative, seemingly reluctant to take the hard shaft in her mouth. Instead, she stuck out her tongue and licked along the bottom and sides before swirling the tip around the soft head of his cock until he was shaking, his cock twitching and spasming every time the wet pink tongue of the young novitiate made contact. When the High Priestess called time, she added a comment.
"Be careful, girls; there are many of you still waiting."
The next three women did little more than hold his cock in their mouths, with the occasional flick or swirl of the tongue. One tickled the hair on his balls lightly with her fingertips. Harkaan moaned and thrashed in his chains, maddened by the sensations, always held just short of his climax. His balls felt heavy, and his entire being became focused in his hard, throbbing shaft. He didn't know where he was or what was happening. He only knew that he must climax, or it must stop.
He pushed forward, trying to force more contact. He pulled away, trying to escape the delightfully torturous sensations, but to no avail. The girls, sometimes guided by a few words from Priestess Kama, always applied the exact amount of stimulation necessary to keep him in a state of sensual madness. He was neither allowed to achieve his orgasm nor was he allowed to descend from the peak on which he was held.
And then it stopped. He opened his eyes and panted as he looked about the room. The girls stood in a circle around him. All had had their turn, and all were flushed and excited. Kama was on a couch near the wall. She sat with her legs spread and a single breast exposed. One hand idly toyed with her nipple as she spoke.
"Excellent. Very well done. You have all displayed a level of skill beyond my expectations, and the Goddess surely must be pleased." She surveyed the young women before her gaze settled on one, a dark-haired girl with tan skin. Her almond-shaped eyes marked her as hailing from the distant eastern provinces of Khitai. "Yasmine, would you like to further honor the Goddess by completing the ritual?"
"Yes, Mistress," the girl replied, her pride at being chosen evident in her tone.
"Do you know what is expected?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Then proceed."
The girl stood before Harkaan and let her tunic slip to the floor. She wore nothing else and stood with her naked body revealed to the room. She was slim and fit, her breasts small and high on her chest, her hips wide, the triangle of hair a glossy black, matching her long, straight tresses. She knelt before him and gazed appreciatively at his shaft for a moment before she began. His cock was a steel rod sticking out in front of him, still throbbing in time with his racing heart. Slowly she leaned in and took his cock in her mouth and began to work up and down, her tongue dancing around his shaft as she did so. There was no longer any attempt at prolonging the experience. She sought to bring him to climax as quickly as possible, and within seconds she had succeeded.
Harkaan cried out as his release finally came. His whole body spasmed as wave after wave of his hot seed pumped into the young woman's mouth. Time expanded to infinity as his body was wracked with pleasure. He was carried away by his orgasm, and for a moment it seemed that his physical being ceased to be, as he entered a realm of pure bliss centered around the overwhelming ecstasy radiating from his groin.
Eventually his orgasm passed, and his swollen testicles were drained. Slowly the room came back into focus. He hung limp in his chains, unable to stand. The girl still knelt before him. She had been unable to contain him, it seemed, and her chin and chest dripped with his seed. She caressed her small breasts, rubbing the white fluid into her skin like a fine ointment, then licking her fingers clean as she had seen Priestess Kama do the day before.
"You have done well, girls; now you may go." The High Priestess sat immobile as the novitiates filed silently out of the room. When the two were left alone, she rose and slowly approached the chained slave. She looked into his eyes, her piercing gaze reading more than his features.
"You too have done well," she said, "far surpassing my expectations." She leaned in close, her eyes narrowing as she whispered, "You were almost there, weren't you? Did you see Her?" Harkaan shook his head, uncomprehending. She stood up straight, her penetrating gaze still upon him. She studied him for a moment more before turning towards the door.
"I will send servants to attend to you," she said as she walked away. "You will be bathed and fed. I will order them to treat you well." The door shut behind her, leaving Harkaan alone to ponder the significance of her words.
End of Part II
