The Priestess

Name pronunciation guide

• Hecate - HEK-uh-tay
  Also known as Granny Kate and Katie
• Demeter - dih-MEE-tuhr
  Also known as Mama
• Kore - KOHR-ay
  Also known as Persephone (per-SEF-uh-nee)
• Cernunnos - kehr-NOO-nohs
  Also known as the Horned God
• Hades - HAY-dees
  Also known as the Lord of the Underworld
• Cerberus - SER-ber-us (also KER-ber-us)
  Hades's three-headed dog who guards the gates of the Underworld, preventing the dead from leaving, also known as the hellhound

Melissa woke up in a tangle of bodies. She, Noreen, and Tim lay together naked in Noreen's bed. She extricated herself from their limbs and headed to the kitchen to make some coffee. Passing Tim's room where she took her lover's virginity just a few days ago, she saw Francine and her eight-year-old daughter, Kallie, curled up together naked on his bed. Kallie looked up at her and smiled. She slipped off the bed and came to Melissa and took her hand.

"Good morning," Melissa whispered to her.

"I have to pee," Kallie replied.

Melissa, assuming the eight-year-old didn't know where the bathroom was, led her down the hall to find it. When she tried to let go of Kallie's hand so that the girl could go into the bathroom herself, Kallie didn't let go.

"What is it?" Melissa asked. She was worried that the girl may be feeling uneasy about the things that she and her mom had discussed about the girl's father who intended to burn down the church.

"I want you to watch me. Watch me pee," Kallie said. She looked up at Melissa with her big, blue eyes.

Melissa smiled and squatted down next to Kallie. "I have an idea," she said. "Let's climb in the bathtub and pee together. That way we can watch each other."

Kallie smiled and pulled Melissa into the bathroom. They climbed into the claw-footed tub and squatted down, facing each other. Melissa could see the girl's puffy outer labia spread apart as her stream started. The warm piss sounded like rain on the metal tub as it ran down in a steaming rivulet between Melissa's feet. She took a breath and relaxed in order to release her own. Kallie watched intently as Melissa pissed in front of her. The girl reached out and ran her finger through the hot, yellow stream and brought the finger to her mouth and licked it.

Melissa gasped as she watched the eight-year-old lick her urine off her finger. Kallie looked Melissa in the eye as she did so, savoring the taste of the woman's piss. Melissa reached down and ran her finger up Kallie's slit, gathering the girl's urine to taste. Kallie giggled at the touch and watched in awe as Melissa tasted her pee.

"Mmmmmm," Melissa crooned, tasting the acrid flavor of Kallie's urine. "Is this something you do with your mom?"

Kallie nodded, sucking on her finger now.

"I like it," Melissa said. "And I like you. You are incredibly sexy, Kallie."

The girl smiled and then leaned forward to kiss Melissa. Their urine covered lips smeared each other's piss around. Melissa was impressed when Kallie's lips parted. She felt the little girl's tongue pressing against her own lips, and she parted them, giving Kallie entrance. The two kissed for some time, savoring each other's saliva and the flavor of their urine until Melissa broke the kiss.

"You're really good at that. Your mom must be an amazing teacher."

Kallie smiled at the compliment and nodded.

"Let's go to the kitchen and see what we can find for breakfast. I need some coffee too," Melissa said.

Kallie chuckled. "That will make your pee taste different."

"Do you like the flavor of your mom's pee after she's had coffee?" Melissa asked.

Kallie nodded and smiled. "I like Mom's pee no matter what it smells and tastes like."

---

Melissa, Tim, and Noreen stood on the front porch drinking coffee. Melissa was wrapped in one of Noreen's robes. As she sipped her coffee, she chatted with Noreen about how best to house all of the religious refugees. Noreen believed that between the house, the barn, and her sister's house, they could accommodate all of the families that had fled the church with them.

Melissa trusted Noreen's assessment. "Besides," she added, "Goddess will provide."

Just then, she realized that there was a glow on the horizon in the direction of town and that it wasn't just the sunrise. She could make out the column of smoke that rose from the glow.

"It's burning. The church is burning," she said, and she ran to her car.

Tim caught her at the car door and put his hand over the handle to keep her from opening it.

"Wait," he begged.

"Let me go, Tim!" she yelled. "I have to..." As she looked in her lover's eyes, she realized she had no idea what she believed she had to do, but she wanted to run -- run to the problem and face it head on.

Noreen came up behind her and laid a hand on her shoulder.

"You can't do anything right now, Melissa. Let's just wait."

Melissa's eyes watered as she stared in Tim's face. Her knees started to buckle, and he caught her. Then he scooped her up and carried her back into the house. He passed Stacey on the front porch who was hunched over on a bench, crying.

Tim carried Melissa back to his own bed. He tucked her in and sat with her, stroking her hair as the tears poured from her eyes and her body shook with sobs.

People would come by to look, wanting to offer something to their priestess in her grief. They brought tea. They brought blankets. Kallie brought flowers. Melissa received them all graciously, but noting abated her grief.

"I don't even know why I'm crying," she said to Tim eventually.

"Because you loved him," he whispered, stroking her arm.

"He was an ass," she retorted.

"Yes. But you still loved him."

Melissa pulled Tim down to lie next to her. He curled up around her, spooning her. She was amazed at how perfectly his gangly, thirteen-year-old body fit up against her back and her ass.

"But I love you now," Melissa said, taking his hand as he wrapped his arm around her and clutching it to his chest.

"I love you, too, Melissa," he whispered.

She could feel his breath on her, stirring the fine hairs at the nape of her neck. Her loins tightened, her breath quickened, and suddenly grief was the last thing on her mind. She looked over her shoulder at Tim.

"Take me. Now. From behind. I want you. I need you inside of me, Baby."

Tim groaned as he let himself feel the warmth of her body next to him. He had turned off his libido in order to take care of her emotions, but now... It didn't take long for his dick to swell between their bodies. He positioned himself lower, and she lifted her leg to give him access, reaching down to guide his head to her opening.

"I'm only a little bit wet, but once I feel you inside, the juices will start to flow," she told him.

He pushed up into her, feeling every rise and ripple inside her warm, tight vagina. By the time he had pushed in, and pulled back to begin a second thrust, she was wet and ready.

"Oh, god, Melissa," he groaned as he felt her moisture.

"I love you so much, Tim," she said. "My lover. My priest. My man."

Tim rocked in and out of her slowly and steadily, building up the heat between their bodies. He groped at the breast beneath his hand, and she lovingly held the hand that groped her.

"Lie on your back, Baby," she said. "I want to be on top of you."

Tim pulled out of her to lie back. Melissa climbed onto him and guided his thick cock into her. She sighed as she sank down, grinding her clit against his pubic bone.

"I loved watching you fuck Jessica yesterday," Melissa said.

"You weren't jealous?" he asked.

"Our hearts belong to each other," she replied, "but we don't own each other's bodies. I want you to fuck whomever you want, Baby."

"I want the same for you," he said.

"And when you fuck pretty, little girls like Jessica, it really turns me on."

Tim smiled up at her.

"But I think you like Jessica as more than just a fuck," Melissa said.

The twinkle in Tim's eye told her she was right.

"You need a girlfriend your own age," she said.

Tim chuckled. "So you think I should ask her out?"

Melissa quickened her pace, riding on Tim's dick.

"Yes. Unh. Yes, I do. She likes you back, you know."

Tim smiled, but it soon faded.

"But I'm going to marry you," he protested. "I can't have a girlfriend and a wife, can I?"

"Why the hell not?" Melissa asked. "You can have a hundred girlfriends if you want. They just have to understand the arrangement: that I am your wife and you will have to fuck me, that you're a priest who will be having sex with his congregation, and that you have other girlfriends."

"Wow," Tim mused.

"Yeah, not bad for a thirteen-year-old," she said.

"Especially a nerd like me," he replied.

Melissa ground down against the root of his cock again, making him gasp. Her cervix was pressing against the glans of his dick inside her.

"That's one of my favorite things about you," she said.

"You're amazing, Melissa," he said, reaching up to stroke her face.

She took his hand and held it against her cheek.

"I'm going to marry the shit out of you, little boy. And then I'm going to watch you fuck pretty, little girls like Jessica. And I'm going to eat your cum out of their pussies."

"And Mom," Tim reminded her.

"Oh, fuck, yes. And your mom. Gods bless Noreen. She'll always be your girlfriend too."

"Ride me, Melissa," Tim groaned. "I want to feel you cum all over me."

Melissa held Tim's hands to steady herself as she squatted over his dick, pushing up with her legs to rise up and then drop down on him. Soon she was panting as the feeling built up in her loins.

"Oh, fuck, Tim, you feel so good inside me," she cried.

"Yes. Fuck me, Melissa. Take me. My cock is yours."

"Oh, god, oh god, OH GOD!!!!" she cried.

The waves of pleasure coursed through her body as she continued to ride up and down on her lover. He thrust up to meet her pussy, driving deep. It wasn't long until she felt his hot cum inside her, filling her. She collapsed onto his chest, and he held her. They panted, sweating. Tim stroked her back until she fell asleep on top of him.

---

Melissa awoke alone in Tim's bed. She was hungry. She stumbled into the kitchen, still wrapping her robe around herself. Noreen saw her and helped her to a chair.

"You're worn out, Dear," Noreen said.

"Mmmmm. You can thank your son for that," Melissa replied.

Noreen smiled and said, "Let me get you something to eat. I made beans and rice for everybody since that's what I had."

"That sounds lovely. Where's Tim?"

"He and Jessica went out with some of the other folks to check on the animals. I think she's sweet on my boy."

Melissa chuckled. "They make a cute, couple, don't they? He needs someone like her. Someone his own age."

Noreen set the bowl in front of Melissa and then sat herself down opposite.

"I'm glad to hear you say that," Noreen told her.

"I told Tim today that he should ask her out. Goddess, they are so cute together."

"Do you still want to marry my son?" Noreen asked.

Melissa looked down at the ring on her hand.

"Do I ever," she said.

"I'm glad to hear you say that, too," Noreen said with a smile.

Noreen let Melissa eat in silence for a while. Waiting for Melissa to break it, to ask the question.

"Has anyone been to the church yet?"

"No," Noreen replied "We talked about it, and everyone seemed to think that you should be the first one to go. But you shouldn't go alone, Dear."

Melissa nodded.

"Maybe he didn't stay," she mused.

"Maybe not."

"He's too selfish and too much of a wimp to die like that."

"I reckon so," Noreen agreed.

Melissa caught movement in the corner of her eye and turned to see Francine and Kallie approaching the table. She smiled at them.

"You're going back there?" Francine asked.

Melissa nodded.

"If the police question you... about my husband... what are you going to tell them?" Francine asked, holding Kallie's hand.

"I don't know," Melissa mused. "What would you want me to say?"

Tears fell from Francine's face. She shook her head. Melissa rose and took Francine into her arms.

"I hate him," Francine muttered through her sobs. "But I don't want him to die."

"We don't know that he killed anybody," Melissa reassured the woman. "And if not, then arson is not a death penalty offense."

"But if they ask you...?" Francine questioned.

"I'll tell them the truth. That I wasn't here when it happened. I didn't see who lit the fire."

Francine nodded.

"Is Daddy a bad man?" Kallie asked, causing Francine to sob even harder.

Melissa squatted down to Kallie's level.

"He's a very confused man," she told the girl. "And hurt. He feels hurt inside. Sometimes those feelings make us do things we shouldn't. But things like that don't make us good or bad. In the end, we're all just people."

---

Melissa drove solemnly down the road, back into town. Noreen sat beside her, and Stacey, Tim, and Jessica sat in the back. Melissa was impressed that Jessica's parents let her come with them. Their words, "Goddess is with you. We trust She will protect our daughter," melted Melissa's heart. Each of the girls held Tim's hand as they rode.

"Hey, Tim," Stacey said, breaking the silence. "Can I suck your dick? I just want to feel... something... right now."

Tim looked the buxom blonde in the eyes. She was constantly on the verge of tears. He knew she cared so much about Kevin. He looked over at Jessica who smiled at him and then reached down to unzip his pants. Jessica pulled his dick out and offered it to Stacey, essentially marking Tim's cock as her own territory that she was willing to share with Stacey.

The nineteen-year-old moaned as she took Tim's dick into her mouth. Jessica turned Tim's face to her own and started kissing him.

"Cum for her," Jessica whispered. "It will make her feel better, make her feel... like she can do something nice for somebody."

Melissa glanced over her shoulder at the wise teen girl. She caught Jessica's eye and smiled at her. It made her heart melt to think that Jessica was so willing to be generous with Tim's dick. It was a good sign that she didn't have jealousy issues. Moreover, it showed that she was capable of putting others' needs first. Melissa thanked Goddess in her heart for Jessica's decision.

The sound of Stacey's sloppy sucking filled the car. Tim started moaning, gyrating his hips as Stacey's enthusiastic service stirred his feelings.

"Talk dirty to her," Jessica whispered. "Make her feel like a good slut. Let her know how much she's pleasing you."

"Yeah, Stacey," Tim croaked. "Oh, god that's... fuck. Suck me, Stacey. I love your hot mouth on my hard dick."

Noreen turned to watch over her shoulder. "Damn. She's a good cocksucker," she commented, happy for her son.

Jessica put a hand on the back of Stacey's head.

"Suck my boyfriend, Stacey," she said, gently. "I want you to make his dick explode in your mouth. God, you look so hot, taking that huge cock." She pushed Stacey's head down, making Tim's dick go deeper in. "Fuck her mouth, Tim," Jessica encouraged. "She's an incredible slut, and she wants you to use her. Look how desperate she is to make you cum."

Jessica pulled Stacey's hair up into a ponytail and offered it to Tim.

"Make her your bitch, Honey," Jessica said, gently. "Ride her slutty, little face until you're satisfied inside and you coat her tongue with your amazing jizz."

Jessica's quiet domination was turning on everyone in the car. Melissa pulled her skirt up, and Noreen reached over to touch the younger woman's pussy.

"Tell her what a dirty whore she is, Tim," Jessica purred. "Tell her how much you love using her mouth like a cunt."

"Oh, God," Tim moaned. He took Stacey's ponytail from Jessica and started forcing the girl's face down onto his dick, pushing her hard so that she enveloped his whole cock, and he was hitting the back of her throat."

Stacey gagged, but she showed no signs of wanting to stop.

"You dirty whore," Tim grunted.

Stacey moaned.

"You fucking slut. I want to shove my dick all the way down your throat."

Stacey moaned louder.

"Fuck her face, Tim," Jessica said quietly. "She wants to serve you. Don't worry about how she feels, just use her. She's just a hole. Her only purpose is to make you cum."

Melissa couldn't believe how hot Jessica's filthy mouth was. The girl, normally shy and quiet, was pushing the boundaries of both Tim's and Stacey's sexuality. As she relaxed her gaze and let Noreen finger her pussy, Melissa sensed another presence in the car. She glanced ever so slightly to the side to catch Jessica out of the corner of her eye, and she saw what she thought was Pan leaning over Jessica's shoulder, whispering in her ear. He winked at Melissa, and then she lost sight of him, but she could still feel his presence.

"He knows exactly what they need," Hecate's voice whispered in her ear. "By submitting herself to be used sexually, Stacey can turn off her emotions and just exist. It's a supreme bliss to be nothing but a servant."

Melissa smiled. She loved knowing that her lover's girlfriend had a connection to someone with such a primal sense of sex, but she worried that it was too harsh, without love. Hecate spoke to the worry in her heart.

"This transcends love," Hecate explained. "It is base, primal, born of the most pure desire to be satisfied. And by letting herself serve in that way, Stacey is fulfilling a very loving role. Besides, all acts of love and pleasure are worship unto me. I never said that there had to be both love and pleasure. Either one will do. And, your Tim is capable of sooooo much pleasure."

"Fuck, Stacey. Yes!" Tim exclaimed, shattering Melissa's connection to Hecate, bringing her back into the present. "I'm going to cum in your slutty, little mouth you. Dirty! Fucking! Whore!"

Melissa gasped at the sound of Tim's voice cracking as he forced Stacey's head down on his dick. She whimpered and looked over at Noreen who was fingering her own pussy as well as Melissa's.

"Yes, Tim," his mother cried. "Use her. Use that dirty, little bitch. Her mouth belongs to you."

Noreen's fingers dug deeply into Melissa's cunt, ravaging her. She licked her own fingers and started rubbing her clit as Noreen fingered her hole.

"Suck him, Bitch!" she heard herself exclaim. There was such a desperate need building in her chest, in her loins, in her head. It was as if her own soul demanded that Stacey be used to make Tim cum. Nothing mattered to anyone in the car outside of Tim's orgasm.

"Shove it down her throat until she gags," Jessica said calmly.

The car was filled with the sound of Stacey's gagging on the dick that filled her hole. Tim held the girl by her blonde pony tail, but Jessica was shoving Stacey's head further down, making sure that Stacey couldn't come up for air if she wanted to.

"FFFFFUUUUCCCKKKKKK!" Tim exclaimed, his hips bucking, thrusting up harder against Stacey's face. He had both hands on top of Stacey's head, and he was hammering her down onto himself with Jessica's help as his climax exploded.

Eventually, Tim let his arms go slack, his body spent. Jessica lifted Stacey up by her ponytail and looked her in the eyes. Tears were streaming down the older girl's face.

"Did you like that, Slut?" Jessica asked.

"Yes, ma'am," the nineteen-year-old replied, gasping for breath.

Jessica giggled a little and then leaned over and licked Tim's cum from Stacey's mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned as she tasted her lover's jizz.

"You were a good girl," Jessica said after swallowing.

"Thank you," Stacey said, "for... for letting your boyfriend use me."

"Mmmm," Jessica said, patting Stacey's cheek. "You're welcome, Dear. I might let you get fucked in the face by him again sometime. Now thank my boyfriend for cumming down your throat."

"May I kiss him?" Stacey asked. There was no pretense anymore of whom Tim belonged to. Though he and Stacey had fucked several times before Jessica's pussy had entered his life, Stacey fully acknowledged that Tim belonged to Jessica. "To show him my gratitude?"

"Yeah," Jessica said, letting go of Stacey's hair.

Stacey sat up and leaned over close to Tim's face. There was still some cum smeared around the edge of her mouth.

"Thank you, Tim," she purred, "for using me like a whore. It felt amazing to serve your beautiful cock."

As Stacey leaned in to kiss him, the thirteen-year-old boy opened his mouth to her, tasting his own jizz as she pushed her tongue into him.

Melissa whimpered in the front seat as Stacey's submissiveness turned her on and pushed her to the point of no return. Her pussy started to gush onto Noreen's hand -- which sent the older woman into an orgasm as well. The two clenched their legs tight and let the feeling wash over them, moaning at the pleasure.

Jessica smiled, watching the older women cum, seeing their bodies shake as they silently felt their climaxes, not wanting to interrupt the scene playing out behind them.

"She's got a little on the corner of her smile, there, Tim," Jessica pointed out. "Why don't you clean that up for her. It's fine for her to look like the whore she is with us, but we don't want the rest of the world to catch on to how dirty and depraved she is."

Tim moaned as he licked his cum off Stacey's lips, then he kissed her again, cradling the back of her head in his hand. He could feel her trembling, and he knew it wasn't just the exhaustion of the throat fucking she'd endured for him. It was the sense of loss that she'd been trying to suppress.

"Am I a good slut, Tim?" Stacey asked as tears filled her eyes.

"You're incredible, Stacey," he told her. "You're an amazing fuck, and a talented cocksucker. Your body is incredible, too. But those are only some of the reasons why I love you."

"Don't love me!" Stacey blurted out, and then she started sobbing.

"But I do," Tim told her, pulling her face down to his chest.

"No, I'm a horrible person. I'm a dirty slut and a homewrecker," she protested. "I deserve to burn in hell for what I did to Melissa. But I can't help how I feel about Kevin. I..."

Tim held her as the sorrow racked her body. Her breasts heaved against his chest as he held her tight.

"When we get home," Stacey sniffled, trying to compose herself, "you and Melissa should chain me up in the storm cellar and keep me as a dirty sex slave. And you should let your new girlfriend whip me to punish me for being so bad."

Tim chuckled as he held Stacey's face to his chest.

"While that sounds really hot," he said, stroking her hair, "and I know you'd be good at it. I don't think you should punish yourself. Nobody is blaming you for Kevin's bad choices. And besides, he wasn't the only one cheating on his spouse with someone younger."

"He said he wanted to marry me," Stacey murmured.

"You'd be a better wife to him than I was," Melissa said from the front seat.

"I'm so sorry, Melissa," Stacey said.

"I forgive you, Honey," Melissa told her. "None of us are blameless. And if... no, when we find him, I hope you two have a happy life together."

"Thank you," Stacey said, tears running down her cheeks. "And if it's okay with Kevin," she said, turning to Tim and Jessica, "I'd like it if you two would use me as your slave sometime because that was ..." She took a ragged breath and let out a long sigh. "... seriously hot."

---

They could see the smoke as they came into town. There was still a firetruck on the scene and a police car as well. Melissa pulled into the parsonage driveway. Amazingly, the parsonage itself was untouched by the fire. There was a clear line in the yard that separated her home from the remains of the church. The line was circular, as if there had been a bubble around the house that the fire couldn't penetrate.

"Stay in the car while I talk to the officer," Melissa told them.

Noreen laid her hand on Melissa's thigh -- a loving gesture from her mother-in-law to-be as much as from her lover. Melissa gave her a wan smile, although the weight of what she feared was hanging heavily over her. She nodded to Noreen as if to say that she'd be alright, and then she got out of the car and approached the police cruiser.

As Melissa stepped over the imaginary line where the grass went from green to burnt, she felt as if a weight hit her in the chest. Then she felt an arm slide through her own and saw Hecate standing next to her, supporting her.

"Only you can see me," the goddess said. "I will hold you up."

Melissa thanked Hecate in her mind as she approached the officer getting out of his vehicle.

"Are you the pastor's wife?" the man asked.

He was overweight, and over-aged for a life of fighting crime, Melissa thought. She'd never seen him around town outside of his car before, but she knew the face well enough.

"Call me Melissa, Officer," she said, extending her hand.

She felt her knees give way as the man approached, and with Hecate on one side, and the officer on the other, she was lifted up.

"Is my husband...?" she started to ask, but tears clouded her eyes and a sob choked her speech.

"Your parsonage was unharmed," the officer said. "Why don't we go in there and talk. You look like you could sit for a spell."

Tim had run from the car when he saw Melissa buckle. Hecate stepped aside and let her lover take her arm. Melissa thought she saw Tim make eye contact with the goddess before Hecate faded from view.

Tim and the officer helped Melissa up the steps and into her home, and Noreen, Jessica, and Stacey followed. Tim helped her into a seat at the kitchen table, and the officer, panting, sat down there as well. Noreen set herself to make some tea for everyone. Stacey, Jessica and Tim hung back against the wall. Everyone was anxious, waiting to find out the news that drew them here.

"My husband," Melissa tried again.

"We found no bodies in the fire," the officer said.

All of the church members sighed audibly.

"You expected your husband to be in the fire?" the officer asked, taking out his notebook and pen.

"He was still at the church when we left last night," Melissa explained. "He sometimes falls asleep at his desk when he's working late."

"I see," the officer said, taking notes.

"Officer... Webb," Melissa said, reading the name tag above his badge, "what happened?"

"It appears to be arson, Ma'am," he said. "Although that's just speculation until the fire chief makes his declaration. But it appears that tires were piled up against the building and set on fire. Tires burn hot and are hard to put out. Although the fire crew has everything under control at the moment."

"Arson," Melissa said, looking down at her hands.

"You wouldn't happen to know why someone would want to burn your church down, would you Ma'am?" Officer Webb asked.

Melissa looked up and met the man's eyes.

"Faith brings out the passion in people," she said.

"Did any of your husband's sermons... bring out passion... in anyone lately?" Officer Webb asked.

"I haven't noticed anything among our parishioners," Melissa said, choosing her words carefully.

"And... forgive me, but I have to ask this..." Officer Webb began. "Where were you last night?"

"She was at my house," Noreen said just before the teapot whistled. She took the teapot off the stove and poured the hot water into the kettle. "Would you like sugar and cream with your tea, Henry?"

Officer Webb looked up at Noreen when she used his first name. Tim saw a spark in his eyes as the man looked from his mother's face down to her chest and back up to meet her eyes.

"Sugar, please, Noreen" he said. Then to Melissa, he asked, "So you were gone all last night?"

"Yes, we had a...." Melissa couldn't think quickly enough how to explain what happened in a way that the officer would accept and not question.

"We had a get-together at my house with some of the other parishioners," Noreen said, handing the officer his cup. She set the sugar and cream in the middle of the table as well.

"A lot of people there?" the officer asked.

"Most of the church," Tim interjected.

"Including you three?" the officer asked Stacey, Tim, and Jessica. They all nodded.

"So nobody knows what happened to my husband?" Melissa asked.

"I'm afraid not, Ma'am," Henry responded, closing his notebook and taking a sip of tea. "Will you be staying here if we need to reach you?"

"Heavens, no!" Noreen replied. "She'll be coming home with me."

Melissa looked up at Noreen.

"I'm not letting you stay here all by yourself when there are arsonists about," she said, laying a hand on Melissa's shoulder.

Henry nodded his head and sipped his tea. "That's wise. Well, may I contact you there if I find anything out or if I have any other questions?"

"Of course," Noreen said, taking the pen and notepad he offered. She scribbled her information down and handed it back. When he saw what she wrote next to her name and number, "call me for anything XXXOOO" he looked up to see her wink at him.

Henry set his teacup down and scooted his chair back.

"I'm really sorry for what happened," he said to Melissa. "I'll be sure to contact you if we find anything out. In the meantime," he said, writing his information down and tearing it out of his notebook to hand to Melissa, "you can reach me here if you think of anything that might help us locate your husband or find out what happened here."

With that, Officer Henry Webb shook Noreen's hand, lingering a little longer than one might expect. He excused himself, and returned to his patrol car.

Everyone else sat themselves down at the table with Melissa.

"I'm sure he'll be okay," Noreen said, taking Melissa's hand.

"I'm not," she replied. "He's stubborn and stupid. And if Greg Thompson is behind this, then there's no telling what he might do to Kevin in his anger."

Melissa got up from the table and ran into the living room. She took the idol down off the shelf and held it to her breast.

"Hecate! Please!" she cried out, falling to her knees.

"Yes, my love," the goddess said, standing next to Melissa.

Hecate was a young woman, her hair in raven black curls cascading down over her shoulders which were bare where her midnight black dress had slipped down. She rested her hand on Melissa's head. Melissa looked up at her in tears.

"Do you know what happened to Kevin?" she asked the goddess.

"I cannot see him," Hecate replied, closing her eyes and lifting her chin.

"Is he dead?" Melissa croaked in tears.

"I do not know, my child," Hecate replied.

"Kore would know," said Tim. He and the others were standing in the doorway to the living room. "She's the Queen of the Dead now, right? If he's... I mean, he would be in her world, in that place if he..."

Hecate smiled kindly at Tim.

"You are wise, my priest," she said. "Indeed, she would know. Although she is no longer Kore. She is now known as Persephone. And if anyone could tell you, she could."

"Will you take us there, Katie?" Tim asked.

"You wish to travel to Hades to speak with the Queen of the Dead?" Hecate confirmed.

Tim nodded. "I opened her... her hymen. She owes me a favor, right?"

Hecate chuckled lightly. "You did indeed, my priest. But she has no memory of that. I cannot guarantee how you will be received when I take you there."

"But you can take me there?" Tim asked.

Hecate nodded.

"You're not going alone," Melissa protested, standing and reaching out to take Tim's hand. She still held the idol in her other hand.

"I can take all who wish to come," Hecate said. Looking at Jessica and Stacey, she added, "but perhaps not all of you should."

Tim noted Hecate's gaze and turned to Jessica. He dropped Melissa's hand and took both of Jessica's in his.

"I want you to stay," he told her.

Jessica shook her head and opened her mouth as if to protest, but Tim put his finger over her lips to shush her.

"I'm not letting you follow me into Hell," he said.

Tears filled Jessica's eyes.

"Stay here with Mom. You three watch out for each other. I'll be safe. I trust Katie, and I trust Persephone, even if she doesn't remember me."

Noreen put an arm around Jessica's shoulders and pulled the girl close in an embrace. Stacey nodded to Tim.

"We'll keep each other safe here," Noreen told her son.

Tim took Melissa's hand and turned back to face Hecate.

"We're ready," he said, looking at Melissa. She nodded and smiled.

"My power is strongest when my supplicants offer me their lovemaking," the goddess said.

"So we should fuck?" Melissa said with a sly grin.

"Fuck him and feed me his cum," Hecate told her.

Melissa smiled and pulled up her skirt as she bent over the arm of the couch.

"Take me, Tim," she told him. "Fuck me hard and cum in me while your mom and your little girlfriends watch. Treat me like a bitch the way you just fucked Stacey's mouth."

"Mom, pull Melissa's panties down and get her nice and slobbery for me. Jessica and Stacey," Tim said, taking his dick out of his pants, "get on your knees and suck me to life. Make me good and wet so that I can slide into my fiancee's pussy."

Noreen crooned as she knelt behind Melissa. She reached up to take her panties by the waistband and pulled them down. The young woman's pussy was already wet just from the prospect of being fucked by her lover in front of this audience. Noreen kissed her bulging labia and slipped her tongue between them.

"Oh, yes, Noreen," Melissa sighed.

The girls knelt in front of Tim and opened their mouths, excited to take his sizable member. The sight of Jessica's pretty face, the light smattering of freckles across her nose, her big, blue eyes looking up at him in expectation touched his heart. Stacey took his dick in her hand and started squeezing him gently, then she offered it to Jessica, again acknowledging the younger girl's dominant position.

Jessica took Tim into her mouth, and the warmth, the moisture, the gentle suction started his blood flowing. She smiled up at him as she savored his cock. Then she let him slide out of her mouth and offered him to Stacey.

"I love watching my boyfriend's dick slide between your slutty lips," Jessica said. "Show me how much you love his meaty cock."

Hecate sighed as she watched her supplicants worship her by pleasing each other.

Noreen shoved her fingers into Melissa's cunt. "Gods, I wish I was as tight as you, you sweet, little bitch," she said, fucking Melissa's pussy with two digits.

"Oh, yes," Melissa said, bent over and taking the fucking from Noreen. The older woman knew just where to touch her inside to send a thrill through her body.

Hecate pulled up her skirt and positioned herself on the couch in front of Melissa, spreading her legs in front of the mortal woman.

"Worship my pussy with your mouth, Melissa," the goddess gently commanded.

Melissa mewled as Hecate put her hand behind the woman's head and guided her to the divine cunt. The goddess's bush was as raven as the hair cascading down her shoulders, and she shoved it against Melissa's eager mouth.

"Yessss," Hecate crooned as she felt Melissa's tongue push between her damp lips. "Lick me, woman. Revere my pussy."

Melissa gladly complied with the goddess's commands, pushing her wet tongue up between Hecate's salty folds until she found her stiff clit protruding from its hood. Hecate thrust her cunt against Melissa's mouth, purring as she felt the woman's tongue sliding over her nub, sending delicious thrills coursing through her divine body.

Stacey lowered herself to suck on Tim's scrotum while Jessica sucked on his cock. He reached down and stroked her cheek as her wet tongue massaged the underside of his shaft. Then Stacey's lips touched Jessica's tongue, and the two girls, shocked by their contact each came up for air to kiss each other. Jessica continued to stroke Tim's dick while her tongue pushed into Stacey's mouth. Then she guided his dick right to the point where their mouths met, and he pushed himself between them. They each slathered the side of the shaft nearest them with saliva from their wet tongues and lips, coating him in slobber as they looked up at him. When their mouths came to the head of his cock, their lips and tongues would find each other, and Tim couldn't tell where sucking his dick ended and kissing each other began, but he didn't care because it all turned him on.

"She's wet for you, Timmy," Noreen's voice intruded on his euphoria.

Tim looked over to see his mother behind Melissa with her fingers up his lover's wet cunt. Grool was dripping down his mother's wrist as she fucked the younger woman's pussy. Then he saw how Melissa was lapping at Hecate's twat, and he knew it was time to give the goddess what she had asked for: a creampie inside Melissa's cunt.

Jessica saw Tim looking over at his fiancee, and she stood and led him over to her. Seeing them come over, Noreen took her fingers out of Melissa's pussy and started sucking on them, savoring the younger woman's juices.

"Fuck her, Tim," she whispered as she guided his cunt to Melissa's dripping hole. "Take her hard like she asked. Make her used pussy an offering to Hecate."

Tim loved that his girlfriend was so adamant about him fucking Melissa. Though she obviously held Stacey in submission, she herself would submit to Melissa's needs when it came to Tim's cock. And it sounded like she was turned on by the idea of watching him fuck Melissa.

As Tim pushed into Melissa's hot, wet hole, he felt the rippled texture of her womanly cunt embrace his sizable dick. Melissa moaned into Hecate's cunt, as Tim started slowly, yet forcefully, taking his fiancee.

Jessica led Stacey over to the other end of the couch and pulled her panties down and her skirt up. She sat down, spreading her legs and motioned for Stacey. Stacey dropped to all fours and crawled her way over to Jessica.

"You want to be my slave?" Jessica asked kindly. Stacey nodded eagerly. "Then lick my asshole while Tim watches. Show him how you're willing to debase yourself to lick the dirtiest part of his girlfriend's body."

"Holy shit," Noreen muttered as she watched Stacey push her face between Jessica's thighs and lower herself into position to lick the younger girl's anus.

Jessica put her hand on to top of Stacey's head and held her down against her crack as she started rubbing it against Stacey's extended tongue.

"Get it nice and wet," Jessica told her. "Then I want you to shove your tongue inside of me and taste it. Fuck my asshole with your tongue and show us just what a dirty, little slut you are, Stacey."

Tim moaned as he watched Stacey's tongue push into his fifteen-year-old girlfriend's puckered asshole. Jessica pushed on Stacey's head, forcing the girl to fuck her hole with her outstretched and stiffened tongue. Everyone in the room moaned in pleasure to watch the hot, buxom blonde debase herself to the younger teenager.

"Do you like it, Stacey," Jessica asked. "Do you like worshiping my dirty asshole?"

"Yes," Stacey said when Jessica let her take her tongue out of her anus. "It makes me feel so dirty and slutty. I love it so much."

"You want Tim to see what a dirty whore you are, don't you?" Jessica asked.

Stacey nodded.

"Noreen," Jessica beckoned. "Bend over me and eat my pussy, and spread your cheeks so my slave can clean your asshole for you."

"Fuck yes," Noreen exclaimed as she came over to Jessica's spread legs. She bent over at the waist and started licking the teenager's wet cunt. She reached behind herself and spread her ass cheeks apart and was amazed to feel Stacey's face press into her crack. Noreen moaned into Jessica's cunt as she felt Stacey's tongue licking around her hole.

"You have a dedicated servant," Hecate commented to Jessica.

"She already wanted to be a dirty slut," Jessica explained. "I merely recognized it and saw how to use it to my advantage."

Jessica's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt the deft attention her pussy was getting from Noreen's talented tongue. Tim and Melissa watched the obscene display before them, thrilled by the sexuality of their companions.

"Fuck her good, Tim," Jessica encouraged her boyfriend. "Fill her pussy up so our pretty goddess can feast on your cum."

"Yes," Hecate whimpered pushing her cunt harder against Melissa's face. "Take her, Tim. Look into my eyes and fuck your priestess. Show her how much you love both her and me. Work her over with your glorious cock."

"Unnngghh," Tim moaned, hammering into Melissa.

"Do it, Baby," Jessica purred. "Use her hard. Fuck her pussy like you fucked Stacey's mouth, like you don't even care if she enjoys it."

"Take out your need on her my priest," Hecate encouraged. "Your young lover is right. Let your cock's desire be your guide."

Melissa pulled her mouth up from Hecate's wet pussy long enough to cry out, "YES! Use me, Tim! Make me your bitch. Look into Hecate's eyes and fuck my pussy like you wish you were fucking her instead."

Hecate grabbed Melissa's head by her hair and shoved her face back down onto her cunt. She pounded her feverish twat against Melissa's mouth, rubbing her steamy slit against the woman's tongue and lips.

Tim felt his cock swell and his balls clench. He knew he was about to cum in his bride-to-be. He wished he could hold back and watch the obscene display for just a little longer, but he lost all control as he hammered into Melissa's cunt while looking into Hecate's eyes.

"I love..." he grunted. "I love you, Katieeeeee," he told the goddess as he unloaded his balls into Melissa's pussy.

Melissa, hearing him worship the goddess while using her cunt to get himself off felt her own climax build. She became a vessel for him to express his lust of the goddess, and the sheer act of being used that way made her feel so deliciously slutty. She moaned into Hecate's cunt, and felt the goddess cum on her mouth as the three of them climaxed together.

Then Hecate stood up, pulling Melissa away from Tim's still-throbbing cock, and threw her down on the couch so that she could bury her face in the woman's creamy cunt.

"Eat me, Goddess," Melissa moaned. She put her hand on Hecate's head, pushing her down as she pressed her cunt to Hecate's mouth. "Lick him out of me. Taste the fucking, the love, the pleasure that we committed in your name."

As Melissa fed her creampie to Hecate, Jessica looked over at Tim's still-hard dick, coated in cum, and she pushed Stacey away to go lick her boyfriend clean. Before Tim knew what was going on, he had Jessica and Stacey on their knees in front of him again. Noreen knelt behind her son, and he was startled when he felt his mom pull his ass cheeks apart and start licking his anus. She mewled at the taste of her son's dirty hole as the two teenage girls sucked and licked the cream from his shaft.

"Hades," Hecate moaned. "Persephone! Lord and Lady of the Dead! Oh, fuck, I'm cumming, Hades. I'm coming. I'm...."

As Hecate swallowed Tim's cum, the world went dark. The lovers gasped as they felt the floor slip away underneath them. The electric sensation of Hecate's orgasm washed over them all. Soon they felt the world closing in on them with a dark, dank smell. As they came to their senses, they saw that they were in a cave, descending downward.

In the living room of the parsonage, only Noreen remained. She opened her eyes to find herself alone, on her knees. There was nothing left to indicate the others had been there except for the aroma of sex in the room and the taste of her son's asshole on her tongue.

---

"Where are we?" Tim heard Melissa ask.

"You are inside of me. Inside the earth. We are descending down into the womb of the world where souls go to die and be reborn," Hecate replied.

"Inside you?" Tim asked.

"Yes," the goddess replied, reaching out and taking Tim's hand. "You are inside my vagina now, Tim. I have become the goddess of the earth so that I may lead you to the Domain of the Dead."

"That's so fucked up," Stacey muttered, reaching out to touch the rippled walls of the cave. Hecate sighed with contentment as Stacey's hand stroked the cave wall.

Tim and Melissa turned to see Stacey and Jessica behind them.

"I wanted you to stay with Mom," Tim began, but Hecate squeezed his hand.

"They had no choice, my priest," the goddess told him. "They tasted your cum, mingled with Melissa's when they cleaned your shaft. When my orgasm overtook me, all those who had touched the mingled cum of your lovemaking were transported."

Jessica walked up to Tim and took his other hand.

"Don't me mad," she said. "I'll be okay."

Tim smiled at her and pulled her to himself, kissing her mouth.

"It's okay," Melissa said. "We'll find Persephone and ask her about Kevin, and then we'll go home. I'm sure we'll all be okay." She reached her hand out to Stacey who took it. The two women looked into each other's eyes as they both contemplated Kevin's fate.

"Come," Hecate said, turning to lead them back down the tunnel.

The darkness closed in as they walked, and both the temperature and the humidity increased, making it feel like a muggy, summer night. After what felt like hours, they eventually saw a light ahead. It was not bright, but gloomy, like the light of the moon through clouds. They saw a woman at the mouth of the cave, sitting down. She looked sad, but she was not weeping. She looked up at the travelers, and when her eyes lit upon Hecate, she sprang up and threw her arms around her.

"Oh, Granny Kate!" the young woman exclaimed. "It is so very good to see you."

---

Noreen was surprised to find herself alone in the parsonage. She glanced around. The smell of sex was still in the air, but those who had created it were gone. She got up from her knees and found her clothes. As she pulled her dress over her head, she saw the wooden idol lying on the couch where Melissa had dropped it.

"The Old Ways," Noreen sighed as she stroked the blank face of the wooden statue. "I bet you're the reason the fire didn't reach the parsonage."

She set the idol down on a nearby shelf and looked out the window to see the ring of living grass that surrounded the parsonage, ending at the charred remains of the lawn. It was a perfect circle.

"Goddess protects her own," Noreen said. She looked over at the statue and kissed it. Then she reached up under her skirt and shoved her finger inside her pussy as she looked into the idol's blank face. She took her finger from her twat and rubbed her grool on the statue.

"I love you, My Lady," she said. "Thank you for looking after Melissa."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Henry walking around the arson scene. He scribbled some notes in his notebook as he bent over the remains of a radial tire that had been heaped up to aid in the burning of the church.

Before she knew what she was doing, Noreen found herself walking out to see the officer. Her kitten heels crunched on the still-warm ground near the remains of the church.

"Officer Webb," she called. He stood up from where he was hunched down. "I have a pitcher of sweet iced tea I'm brewing up. Would you care to sit a spell and have some?"

The man smiled at her as he tucked his notebook and pen into his shirt pocket.

"That's kind of you, Noreen," he said. "And call me Henry. It won't do to stand on circumstance on a day like this."

Noreen smiled at him. Her pussy was wet from the action in the parsonage a few moments ago, and she realized she was itching to get Henry's cock inside it.

The two walked back to the parsonage in silence until Noreen turned her ankle on a rock in the middle of the charred ground. Henry caught her elbow and helped her up.

"Easy, Dear," he said, lifting her up.

"Thank you, Henry," she said, patting his hand that was gripping her tightly. She let herself fall against him, pressing her tits into his chest, feeling his round belly press back against her slender abdomen. She looked up at him and did her best to look helpless and in distress.

"Let's get you inside," he said, looking down at her in concern. "I think you need to sit a spell and sip some tea even more than I do."

"It's been a hard day," she said, looking up at him and batting her eyelashes.

"That it has," he said.

They took their tea into the living room and listened to the sound of the house settling as they sipped.

"Melissa took the kids for a walk," Noreen said to explain the empty house. "Needed to get away from all this, she said."

"I don't blame her. Why'd you stay?" Henry asked, looking over at her.

"I thought you could use some company," she said, and she unbuttoned the top button of her dress. "I know I could sure use some comfort today."

"I..." Henry started to protest, but his eyes were fixed on Noreen's fingers as she continued to open the top of her dress to him. She pulled it down over her shoulders, exposing her freckled chest, her wrinkled but not-too-saggy breasts to him.

"I want to lie naked before you," Noreen said, pushing her dress all the way off. "I want you to keep your uniform on and just pull your dick out and fuck me with it," she said, pushing her panties down to her feet. "I want to be taken by a strong man, Henry. I want to look up at you in your sexy uniform," she leaned in, fondling the edge of his badge, "and show me what it's like to experience excessive force."

"Oh, fuck," Henry sighed.

Noreen could see his dick swelling in his slacks. She reached down and fondled it, squeezing gently.

"It's like a billy club," she gasped. "Will it hurt me when you fuck me with it, Officer?" she purred. "I probably deserve at least a little brutality. I've been so very naughty."

In a flash, Henry picked Noreen up and threw her down on the couch. He fumbled at his zipper, and she helped him, reaching into his pants to pull out his cock.

"Oh god," she moaned. Though it wasn't very large, a mere 5 inches, she wanted to make him feel as manly as she could. She wanted him to fuck her hard. "I wish my husband had been as big as you."

Henry pushed her back, and she gasped. He squeezed between her thighs, pushing them apart with his own knees. He leaned over her, dick in hand, and aimed it at her dripping cunt.

"Please, Officer," she gasped. "What did I do wrong?"

"You shouldn't tease an officer of the law, young lady," he chided playfully as he pushed himself between her labia. "God, you're drenched, you slut," he exclaimed as he felt her hot, wet pussy begin to envelop him.

"Is that a crime?" she asked. "What will you do to me?"

"I'm going to have to punish you for being such a dirty bitch," Henry growled.

Noreen heard the playfulness slip into raw emotion when he called her a dirty bitch. It sounded like he was starting to lose control of himself, and that was exactly what she was wanting. She whimpered as he pushed himself all the way into her.

"Oh, god," she moaned. "It hurts. I don't think my little pussy can take it."

"I'll make you take it, you fucking tramp," Henry growled.

"No," Noreen protested playfully.

"Yes," Henry barked, and he slapped her across the face.

The act of slapping a woman stirred the normally kind and courteous man, bringing him back to himself. Noreen saw the worry in his eyes, but she didn't want him to regret what he did. She wanted more. She wanted him to treat her like a dirty slut. She needed it right now. She wrapped her legs around his ass and pulled herself up to grind her pubic bone against his.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. "Yes, I deserve it. I'm such a fucking whore. Beat the sluttiness out of me! Slap me silly and fuck me with your hard cock. I deserve to be treated like trash."

The fear melted from Henry's eyes, and the lust fled back in as she ground herself against him. Realizing that she wanted this, Henry raised his hand. She shrieked playfully and turned her face away. He grabbed her by the hair with one hand and turned her back to face him, bringing the other hand down to smack her soundly. She came right then, and she could see that Henry felt the flood of juices in her pussy.

"God, you're such a depraved, little shit," he said, and he slapped her again. Then he pulled out of her, turned her over and guided his dick between the cheeks of her ass.

"No, Officer!" she protested. "Not there! I'll do anything, just please don't rape my asshole."

She moaned as he shoved himself into her in one long, forceful thrust. It hurt, but she loved it. Henry pushed her down, pinning her to the couch as he rode her from behind, burning her anus with his desperate thrusts. She looked over her shoulder at him to see the desperation on his face as he thrust into her. He was hungry for his orgasm. She pushed back, fucking him despite the pain, even because of it.

"It hurts so bad, Officer," she moaned. She let the pain bring tears to her eyes, and she looked over her shoulder at him. "Please, what did I do to deserve this?"

At the sight of her mascara running down her face, Henry lost it. He grabbed her by the hair and pistoned into her ass, taking her with all his might. She savored the pain, reveling in the fact that her tight ass was going to make this man cum. She felt so dirty and depraved, and she loved it.

"Are you going to cum in me, Officer?" she whimpered.

Then she felt it, his cock swelling as he started unloading his wad into her.

"FUUUUCCCCKKKK!" Henry groaned, yanking her hair, making her arch her back. She felt helpless, controlled, used. It made her cum yet again.

"Yes!" she gasped as her anal sphincter tightened, milking his spurting cock.

Henry fell over on top of her, pinning her down. His badge was digging into her skin painfully, and she loved it, loved that he was so lost in the orgasm she gave him that he didn't even care about her.

Eventually, he pushed himself off of her, rolling over onto his back and propping himself up on the couch. He looked at her with fear in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Noreen," he started. "I don't know what happened. I've never been like that with a woman bef...."

Noreen silenced him with her mouth, kissing him hard, pushing her tongue into him.

"I like it rough," she told him when she broke their kiss. "And that was perfect."

Relief spread over Henry's face.

"It was different," he said, wiping his brow. "I've never felt so... manly before."

"You're one hell of a man, Henry," she told him. "And you are welcome to treat me like a dirty bitch anytime you want."

Noreen reached down to his belt and unfastened the snap that held his handcuffs in place.

"What are you doing, Noreen?" he asked.

"I think I still feel pretty dirty, Officer," she said, lifting them up by one finger, letting them dangle in front of his face. "Maybe you should take me into custody and teach me a lesson."

She let them drop onto his belly.

"And this time, I want you to really let go. Fuck me like you hate me."

Henry gulped.

Noreen reached down and touched the wedding band on his finger.

"Think of all the times your wife told you she had a headache, and take it out on me."

---

"What travelers do you bring with you, Granny Kate?" Persephone asked, looking the group over.

She was older. Her hair, while still blonde, was darker. It was done up in a simple braid, draped over one shoulder. Just like the first time I met her, Melissa thought. Persephone's gown was a deep, midnight blue, trimmed in gold. It mirrored the deep blue of her eyes, like the depths of a well, as she looked over everyone.

"I know you not," she said, walking up to Tim and taking both of his hands in hers, "but you are welcome. We get so few living souls who visit us. This is a rare treat. My husband Hades will offer you his hospitality. Welcome."

Persephone kissed Tim on the cheek. Her lips burned his skin with a cold fire that made him gasp. She pulled away and searched his eyes.

"I swear I have never met you before, but..." Persephone began, "there is something sweetly familiar about you, good man."

Tim smiled. He leaned in and kissed Persephone on each cheek in return, feeling himself blush as he did so.

Persephone looked at Melissa and the girls with just a hint of disdain. Her eyes moved up and down each of their bodies as if she were sizing them up, judging them. But she greeted each one kindly, all the same, and bid them welcome to the Domain of the Dead. She kissed them all, but on the lips, savoring the flavor of each one after she did.

As she turned to lead them into the light, Tim reached out and took Persephone's hand, tucking it into his arm to walk beside her. She looked at him in surprise with with a smile on her face.

"You act as if you know me, good man," she said. "Some might find such familiarity impertinent, but for some reason, I quite like you."

She leaned into him, and Tim felt her breast push into the side of his arm. It was warm and soft, and it reminded him of her mother's breasts. He sighed at the touch.

"If you can be impertinent, then so can I," Persephone said. "Tell me what passes through your thoughts. For I have not heard a man sigh so contentedly yet so forlornly ever before."

Caught off guard, Tim could only think to tell the truth.

"You reminded me... that is... your breast... when it touched me. It made me think of your mother."

Hecate smiled as Tim blurted out his explanation. She watch with interest as Tim revealed his thoughts to the young goddess.

"You know my mother?" Persephone asked, shocked. "Do you know her well? I have not seen her in sometime. I miss her sorely."

"Well?" Tim asked, thinking about how her mother, Demeter's, mouth felt on his dick. "I have known her as intimately as anyone can know anyone else, I suppose."

"Intimately?" Persephone asked as she searched his eyes. Seeing no guile, she turned to Hecate. "Is this true, Granny?" she asked. "How can this be?"

"You were but a child, my love," Hecate said, reaching up and stroking Persephone's brow. "And you and Demeter came to me with need. Young Timothy met that need."

"What need?" Persephone asked. "How can I not remember a man so close to my family, so close that he..." she turned back to Tim. "You have lain with my mother?" she asked.

"Oh yes," Tim replied. "And..." he began. He glanced at Hecate for reassurance. Her smile and a nod encouraged him to continue. "...and with you, Kore."

Persephone's knees buckled. Tim held her, lifting her up, pulling him into his arms.

"You... you took me?" she asked, searching his eyes.

"Yes. I greeted you with the Five-fold Blessing, and we... We fucked. I fucked you, Kore, Persephone. You were a pretty, little girl, and I pushed my dick into you and took your virginity."

Persephone gasped at Tim's words.

"It's true, Child," Hecate said. "Melissa and I were there."

Persephone looked from Hecate to Melissa. Her eyes drifted over Melissa's body, and the jealousy that had been in her eyes before melded into lust. Then she turned back to Tim who was still holding her up.

"You?" she asked. "You took my virginity? You opened my maidenhead with your staff?"

"I did," Tim groaned.

"That is why the raping that Hades gave me felt..."

"Pleasurable?" Hecate asked, finishing Persephone's sentence.

"Yes," she said, turning to the older goddess. "I screamed and cried because I thought that was what I was supposed to do, but... I loved it."

"Fuck me again," she said, looking into Tim's eyes. "My husband is away. Probably fucking some shepherdess or something. He has a very hungry cock. But I have a hungry pussy. Fuck me again, Timothy, and make me feel like you did when I was a little girl."

Tim glanced over at Melissa. He knew he wanted Persephone, but his heart belonged first and foremost to Melissa and Jessica. His fiancee smiled at him.

"Do it," Melissa mouthed.

He looked over at Jessica. She was holding Melissa's hand. She nodded her head eagerly.

Persephone noticed Tim's glance at the other women.

"These women," Persephone said, "they mean something to you?"

Tim smiled. "I love them," he said.

"Ah," Persephone responded, looking over at Melissa and Jessica. "Forgive me. I have been brazen when I should have been cautious. I saw you as rivals for my husband's eye, but here I have come as a rival to your lover's eye."

Melissa let go of Jessica's hand and stepped forward toward Persephone.

"I watched my lover fuck you when you were a girl, Persephone," Melissa said, "and I want to watch him fuck you as a woman."

Persephone smiled and took Melissa by the face, pulling her into a kiss.

"You have made me very happy," Persephone said, breaking the kiss.

"I am Hecate's priestess," Melissa explained, "and I would love to be yours as well. Anything you want from me, you can have. I made love to you as a child, and I would gladly lick your sweet pussy as a woman."

Persephone sighed as Melissa's words touched her heart.

"You have already begun to worship me," she told the woman. "We will have a Great Rite to seal your service to me. But you may not serve me alone. I am the Queen of the Dead, but there is also a King. To serve me, you must also serve him."

"We will," Jessica said, stepping up next to Melissa.

"And who are you, my child?" Persephone asked, stroking Jessica's hair.

"I'm Tim's girlfriend," she said, straightening her posture and looking the goddess boldly in the eye.

"Tim is lucky to have such fair lovers," Persephone said. "But you may regret your words, child. My husband is a fearsome man, and a brutal lover. When he takes a woman, he cares nothing for her pleasure, only for his own."

Jessica's chest was heaving at the thought of being taken roughly by a god. She remembered the way Cernunnos had fucked Melissa and others in the church. She hadn't taken him inside herself, but she had lusted over his large, powerful cock. To have the chance to feel a god cum inside her pussy made her extremely wet.

"He can take me and use me," she said.

"You speak bravely," Persephone told her, and she pulled Jessica to her and kissed her.

"You are close to my age when I was first raped by my husband. Truly, he does not make love. Every act of sex with him could be called rape. But I love it, and if you are brave, you might love it too."

Persephone turned her attention to Stacey who had been hanging back.

"And who is this one," she asked, "so shy and so buxom?"

Jessica turned to Stacey and held out her hand. The older girl walked up and placed her hand in Jessica's.

"She's my pet," Jessica said. "My slave. She serves me and my boyfriend sexually."

Tim's cock, already swelling at the talk of sexuality and the prospect of fucking this goddess for the second time in his life, began to throb even more as he heard Jessica talk about Stacey this way.

"Would you consent to let my husband have his way with your pet?" Persephone asked Jessica. "While he would never turn down any pretty face, he is especially drawn to those women fair of hair and large of breast."

"Stacey is the reason we came here," Tim said.

Persephone turned to him.

"Her lover..." he glanced at Stacey. She looked at him with a forlorn hope in her eyes. "...he was lost. We think that maybe his soul came here."

"You cannot bring the dead back to life," Persephone told them.

"Please," Stacey said, throwing herself down at Persephone's feet. "I just need to know if he's..."

Persephone laid her hand on Stacey's head as the girl sobbed.

"If he is among us, I will entreat my husband to let you speak with him," she said.

Stacey looked up gratefully at Persephone. She sprang to her feet and took the goddess's face in her hands and started kissing her over and over, saying "Thank you" after each kiss.

"You're welcome, my child," Persephone said when Stacey finally stopped kissing her. "Now come," she said, turning on her heel and leading them into the throne room. "You will greet my husband, and I will ask him of your missing lover. And after that, you may worship us with your sexuality."

Melissa eyes grew large when she saw Hades sitting on his throne. He was a large man, muscular and tall. His black robes complimented his trim black beard and black hair. He held a spear in his hand that had two prongs at the end. Like a trident, Melissa thought, but with just two prongs instead of three. A bident? And a black dog sat dutifully next to his throne. Upon further inspection, she saw that the dog actually had three heads. All three mouths yawned, but they did so at different times, first the middle, then the left, then the right.

"My lord husband," Persephone said as she strode into the chamber, "we have guests."

The dog, Cerberus, rose and began barking at the strangers. His ferocity was menacing. While he had seemed calm and sweet sitting next to his master, he was terrifying as he came barking, growling and snapping toward them.

"Cerberus, my sweet," Hecate said, and she strode toward the three-headed dog without fear. He stopped barking and started waggling in anticipation. She bent over and took its middle head into her hands and kissed it. The other two heads were obviously jealous and nudged the goddess's hands, wanting attention.

"He is hungry," Hades said, rising from his throne and stepping down the dais to greet Hecate. "You look well, Grandmother."

Hades took Hecate's face and kissed her on either cheek then on the mouth.

"He is hungry for attention," Hecate told Hades.

"Aren't we all?" Hades quipped. He looked over Hecate's shoulder at her retinue. "What living souls have you brought into my realm, Grandmother? No one travels lightly into my domain."

"You speak truly, Lord," Hecate replied. "They are my priestess and priest," she said indicating Melissa and Tim in turn, "the priest's consort," indicating Jessica, "and the consort's slave."

Hades smiled at the newcomers. "Welcome to the Realm of the Dead," he said, bowing to them. "As supplicants of Hecate, you will be treated well."

Hades clapped his hands and a shadow of a woman came forward bearing a basket of fruit. Another came forward bearing a skin of wine.

"Will you not eat and drink with me, my friends? Let us celebrate your arrival."

"Stop your foolishness, Lord Husband," Persephone said, stepping between him and the mortals. "As you well know, if they eat anything that comes from here in the Underworld, they will be doomed to remain here. For a few pomegranate seeds, I must remain here half the year, missing my dear mother."

"And the other half above, missing your dear husband," Hades added, pulling Persephone to him possessively. "Yes, you're right, my love," he said, waving a hand to dismiss the shadow servants. "So tell me, what brings you to my domain?"

"Please," Stacey said, stepping forward to address Hades. She was in awe of him, his large, body, his entitled demeanor. The way he looked down upon her, as though he were stooping to consider the wishes of an insignificant insect, made her tremble inside.

"Yes, tell him, Dear, but on your knees" Hecate encouraged.

Stacey dropped to her knees and scooted forward, debasing herself before the god.

"My lover... he is missing," tears fell onto Stacey's cheeks as she looked into Hades's deep, dark eyes, "is he...?"

"Here?" Hades asked, completing her request.

Stacey nodded.

"A slave with a love, how interesting," Hades mused, looking down at the blonde woman. "I presumed her a sexual slave, yet you permit her to take a lover?" Hades asked, addressing Jessica.

She squeezed Tim's hand and knelt next to Stacey.

"What are the affairs of stupid mortals in the presence of a god as powerful as you, Hades?" the teenager asked.

Tim smiled at how she debased herself yet held herself proudly at the same time.

"You amuse me," Hades said. "But not enough for an answer. I can tell you where to find your lover and husband," he said, looking at Melissa. "Yes, I sense the web of connection between you all. It interests me. But what interests me most is the fulfillment of desire."

Hades lifted his robe to his waist, revealing his sizable member. Jessica's pussy felt wet as she looked up at the god's cock. Stacey whimpered audibly.

"If you won't let me entertain you with food and wine, then I would be entertained by you," he said.

Persephone rolled her eyes. Tim saw her and smiled at her. She smiled back at him.

"While you entertain yourself with their bodies, Husband," she said, "I would entertain myself with this one."

"Why he's just a pup," Hades laughed. "What skill could he have between his legs?"

Persephone turned to her husband and gave a wry smile. "He's the same age I was when you took me. When you stole me from my mother and raped me on your throne. I would know the attraction you have for young flesh."

"I am ageless," Hades dismissed her. "All flesh is young. But I care not what you do with that one. Fuck his brains out for all I care." Hades lifted Stacey and Jessica's chins to look up into his eyes. "I would rather break these fragile things. Or perhaps..."

Hades motioned for Cerberus to return to his side.

"How desperately do you want to know where to find your lover?" he asked Stacey. "What would you let me do to you for that information?"

Stacey's pussy dripped on the stone floor of the throne room.

"Anything, Lord," she purred, and she meant it.

"I want you three women to lie back and let Cerberus taste you," he said with a sly grin.

Stacey immediately stripped off her clothes, lay back and spread her legs, using two fingers to part her labia and show her pink insides to the god. Jessica followed suit, though more slowly. A part of her felt that this was a horrible idea. The other part of her loved how horrible this idea sounded.

"You too, Priestess," Hades said, gesturing to Melissa with a crooked finger.

Melissa came forward as well, pulling her dress off over her head, and lay down on the other side of Stacey. She had been fucked by a god before. She had taken the swollen cock of Cernunnos in his deer form and joined with him in mystical bestiality. She found she was actually looking forward to having the Hound of Hell taste her pussy.

Hades motioned to his dog, and Cerberus walked around the supine women, smelling them, nudging their breasts, licking their faces, shoving his tongues into their mouths, before taking up a stance between Stacey's legs so that each of its heads could taste a different woman.

"Drink," Hades commanded, and Cerberus began to lick all three pussies at the same time.

Hecate stripped off her dress and stood next to Hades who had disrobed as well. She rubbed his muscular chest and let her hand wander down to his massive erect penis. He put his hands on her shoulders and forced the goddess to her knees in front of him.

"I will rape your mouth as your supplicants entertain me with their wanton bestiality," he told Hecate.

"I never refuse the opportunity to drink a god's cum," she said, looking up at him from her knees.

Hecate could hear Melissa and the girls behind her panting as the dog worked their pussies into a frenzy. She opened her mouth and let Hades feed his long, thick dick into her. Now that her sexuality was her own, thanks to Cernunnos and her priestess and priest, Hecate looked forward to Hades's forcefully using her -- as was his reputation.

"Tim," Persephone whispered in the boy's ear as they watched their lovers getting off with other people. "I want you."

Tim looked into Persephone's eyes. He saw a hint of the little girl whose virginity he had taken not that long ago.

"I want you too," he told her.

"I was fragile when you opened me," she said, "but I am not fragile now. My husband and king often takes his enjoyment with my body rather forcefully. He loves to beat me and make me cry when he fucks me. He says I am prettier with tears flowing down my cheeks."

"Oh, Kore!" Tim gasped. He reached up and touched Persephone's cheek tenderly. "That sounds so horrible."

"It was at first, but..." she looked at him with a wanton twinkle in her eye, "now I love it. And I want to do the same to you."

"Oh my god!" Tim replied.

Persephone slapped Tim hard across the mouth.

"Watch your tongue with me, mortal," she said. "The correct reply is, oh my goddess."

Tim held his cheek and looked at Persephone in fear. Then he saw the same girl he had fucked behind her eyes, and he realized that she had been beaten and fucked since she was a girl of his age. She had probably never had the chance to dominate a lover the way her husband dominated her. Tim knew that he wanted to give her that opportunity.

"I'm sorry, my goddess," he replied, sinking to his knees in front of her. "Please forgive me. I'm just a worthless mortal. I..." he held out his hands to his sides, with the palms up, "I offer my body to you to do with as you please."

"You offer yourself freely?" Persephone asked. "To be beaten and used for my pleasure?"

Tim's dick thickened between his thighs. He thought about how happy Stacey had felt to offer her mouth and throat so selflessly to his dick. He wanted to offer himself that way to Persephone.

"Your pleasure is all that matters, my goddess. Use me in whatever way pleases you."

Persephone tenderly stroked his cheek where she had slapped him. His flesh was warm as blood rushed beneath the skin to repair the damage of the slap. There was something powerful about the force of that impact that made Tim's heart ache for more. He knew he wanted her to slap him again. His wish came true when her hand pulled away and caught his face again, turning his head with the force of it.

"Thank you, my goddess," he said.

"Remove your clothes, mortal," she ordered. "I want to beat your worthless body."

Tim stood up and peeled his shirt over his head. He saw Persephone eyeing his strong pecs and abs as he unfastened his pants and pushed them down. Then her eyes were glued to his member.

"You have a strong body," Persephone told him.

"I work in the fields all summer," Tim replied. "I love being close to the earth. And now that I know your mother Demeter, I love the idea of working the land even more, thinking of her delicious pussy as the source of life for all of the plants that we grow and harvest."

"I will tell her of your adoration when next I see her," Persephone said. "I am certain that she would gladly use your lovely swollen member in her rites of fertility."

Tim smiled at Persephone, and she slapped him again.

"Bring me the belt you use to hold up your trousers," she ordered, "so that I may beat you with it."

Tim felt a knot in his stomach as he leaned over to pick up his belt. His mother had spanked him very few times in his life, but he remembered the pain of it vividly.

"Yes, my goddess," he said.

"Now, get on your knees and offer the belt to me."

Tim knelt down on the cold, stone floor and held the belt up, draped across his upturned palms.

"Please take this belt, my goddess, and beat me with it." Tim felt his cock swell to the point of being completely rigid at the thought of being beaten by this beautiful woman.

Persephone lifted the belt from his hands and tested the thickness of the leather between her fingers. Her lips curled in a smile as she looked down at him.

"Stand up, and turn around. I want you to bend over at the waist and hold your ankles, offering your buttocks to me."

Tim did as Persephone commanded. He cried out as the first lash caught him across the ass, causing him to see stars. He saw Jessica looking over at him as one of Cerberus's heads bathed her pussy with his rough tongue. The thought that his new girlfriend was probably going to cum while watching him be beaten made his dick drip with pre-cum.

Persephone caught him with the belt several more times, reddening his ass cheeks, but he did his best to hold his tongue and take the beating.

"Does it hurt you, mortal?" Persephone teased.

"Yes, my goddess," he gasped. "It hurts so bad."

"Do you want more?"

"I want you to beat me until you are pleased, my goddess," he said.

When the next lash caught him across the back of the legs and the one after that as well, tears welled from Tim's eyes and puddled at the floor.

"I am satisfied for the moment," Persephone said. "Rise and kiss me and thank me for your beating."

Tim rose stiffly, the movement alone causing him pain. He leaned in and kissed Persephone, pressing his tears between her beautiful mouth and his.

"Thank you, my goddess. I love you for beating me."

Persephone stroked his brow lightly with her fingers. "You're sweet for such a worthless human," she told him lovingly. "You may worship me when you return to the Overworld. When you incorporate pain into your pleasure, moreover, when you submit your pain for someone else's pleasure, you will be worshiping me."

"All acts of love and pleasure," Tim whispered.

"Yes, well that works for goddesses like Granny Hecate and my mother Demeter, but," she ran her nail down his face, from his temple to his chin, leaving a red scratch in its wake, "for little girls who are raped by the Lord of the Dead, the worship requires a darker ingredient."

"I would do anything for you, Perseph... my goddess," Tim said, correcting himself at the last minute.

"Do you love me?"

"I love you with all my heart," he told her, and he meant it.

"I will welcome you when it is your time to dwell in these halls," she told him. "But you may visit me, and perchance I may visit you in the Overworld when I return to my mother's bosom."

"I would love that, my goddess," he said. "My body is yours to use."

"Lie down," she told him.

Tim did. And when she lifted the hem of her skirt and knelt over his face, he expected to taste her delicious pussy again, but he found her position such that her pussy was just out of reach.

"Lick my anus, mortal," she told him. "Shove your tongue into me and bring me pleasure."

"Yes, my goddess," he said, looking up at her crack, spread wide from crouching over him.

Tim felt Persephone's ass cheeks press against the cheeks of his face, and he opened his mouth to taste her ass. He moved his tongue around her dark hole, licking her and tasting the foul yet tempting flavor of her backside. He felt that humiliating knot in his stomach again, and he moaned as he licked Persephone's hole.

"Do you like the taste of my dark rosebud?" she asked.

"Yes, my goddess," he replied.

"The filthiest part of me is more worthy than the best part of you, human," she told him. "Make sure you never forget that."

"Yes, my goddess."

Tim stiffened his tongue and pushed it up inside Persephone's anus, penetrating her and tasting her insides.

"Yeeeessss," she sighed. "Lick me deeply, mortal. Worship my nethers and praise me for letting you taste them."

Tim moaned in response and began thrusting his tongue into her repeatedly. He felt truly happy to debase himself before this beautiful goddess and let her humiliate him for her own pleasure. When he felt a drop of grool from her pussy drip onto his face, he knew he must be pleasing her, and he increased his efforts to make love to her asshole.

"Your young friend is about to reach her climax watching me defile your mouth," Persephone told him. "Show her how much you love the taste of my filth. Make her see that you would gladly offer your tongue to my sphincter rather than to lick even her nubile vulva."

"Unnff," Tim groaned into Persephone's crack. "Yetht, goddetth," the said, with his tongue inside her.

Tim heard Jessica's lovely voice gasping, "Yes, Tim, lick her asshole. Worship her, Baby. Make her cum from it!"

His dick was so hard that it hurt. He could feel the heat from it radiating and warming his body. Pre-cum dribbled out and dropped down onto his belly, making a cool spot. He wanted to stroke himself, to get off to the humiliation of eating a goddess's ass, but he didn't dare touch himself without her permission. He knew this worship was not about his pleasure. In fact, he hoped that his frustration sweetened whatever Persephone was feeling. Occasionally his hands inched toward his cock, but he stopped himself.

Persephone must have been looking over her shoulder, when his hand stirred.

"You want to stroke yourself? To find ecstasy while tasting my filth, human?"

"Yeth, my goddeth," he moaned.

"I forbid you to experience your climax until you have succeeded in bringing me my own," she told him.

Tim pushed his face into Persephone's ass, rubbing it back and forth as he thrust his tongue into her. He wanted her to cum, not even for the sake of his own orgasm. He felt such love and adoration for her that he sincerely wanted her to experience that bliss as he debased himself for her.

"Yes, my lowly pet," she moaned. He felt her grinding her dripping cunt against his forehead. Her perineum pressed into his nose. "Yes, bring me to heaven even here in the depths of hell."

Tim moaned as he fucked her ass with his tongue, and he heard her gasp. He yearned to feel her cum gush onto his face. He shoved his tongue as far into her as he could and pressed his face into her, preventing himself from breathing.

"YES!" Persephone cried, "Oh, YES! I'm cumming. I'm cumming on your worthless, ffffff...FUUUUUCCCKKKKK!!"

As Tim felt Persephone's cum dripping down onto her face and her anal sphincter tightening around his tongue, he heard Jessica's cries of ecstasy as well. Persephone collapsed back onto his body, her head landing on his aching erection.

"You did well, my supplicant," she said, and he felt her head turn on his belly, and her soft, warm lips enveloped his cock, causing him to immediately cum into her mouth.

"Fuck," he whimpered. "Thank you, my goddess, oh fuck yes, thank you!"

When Tim's dick finished its spasms, Persephone re-positioned herself to lean over his face. She pressed his cheeks with her fingers, forcing his mouth to open. When he did, she spit his cum into his mouth. He received it gratefully but was afraid to swallow it.

"Fear not," Persephone said. "You brought your seed with you from the Overworld. Drinking this will not bind you here. Now, swallow!"

Tim gulped, feeling the slimy sensation of his cum-wad sliding down his gullet and into his belly.

"Thank you," he whispered.

Persephone smiled down at him.

"My husband's beast is making your friends cum," she told him. "Listen to their pathetic cries."

Tim turned his head to Melissa, Stacey, and Jessica writhing ecstatically as the hellhound drank their cum from their pussies.

"My beast is full of lust," Hades said, taking Hecate by the hair and pulling her mouth off his large, rigid member. "And so am I. We would have two of you mortals offer yourselves to us. Be our bitches and let us mount you."

Stacey immediately turned over onto her belly and thrust her ass into the air. Hades caught Cerberus by the collar as the dog pawed toward her offered cunt.

"There is one for my dog, but who will offer themselves to me?" he asked.

"I would, my lord," Melissa said, turning over and raising her ass to Hades.

"Mmmmm, your dripping pussy is tempting, woman, but I would have your other hole," Hades said.

Melissa looked over her shoulder at Hades's full, erect cock. It was not as large as Cernunnos's shaft, but it was close in comparison and far larger than any human cock she had ever seen. She knew it would hurt her a lot.

"Yes, my god," she said. "I offer my ass to you to rape and fuck as you will. I am your humble servant, my lord. Take me, please!"

Hades let go of Cerberus's collar and let it mount Stacey as he took his member in hand and rubbed it along Melissa's crack.

"Would you be my priestess as well as Hecate's?" he asked.

"Yes, my lord. I am yours, to serve you in any way that you want," Melissa replied.

As Tim watched his fiancee offer her body to be reamed by the god of the dead, he knew what she was feeling. The reverence and desperation to be of service to one so powerful was overwhelming.

"Watch as your lover screams when my husband enters her," Persephone whispered in his ear.

The goddess stood behind Tim and reached around and stroked his cock back to life as he watched. Hades placed the thick, mushroom-like head of his dick against Melissa's anus. Then with one hard, swift thrust, he pushed himself into her completely. She screamed, and the sound echoed off the walls. Tears poured from Melissa's eyes, and Tim was surprised at how hard he was getting by watching his lover suffer so much pain.

"I want him to fuck you too," Persephone whispered in Tim's ear. "I want you to scream when my husband fucks you to pieces. You will be his priest as well as mine."

"Fuck yes, please," Tim whimpered.

"Does that hurt you, mortal?" Hades teased Melissa.

"Y-yes, my god, yes!" she sobbed.

Hades pulled back and thrust into Melissa again causing another deafening scream to echo in the hall. Tim saw tears pouring from her eyes.

"Do you want me to stop, mortal?" Hades asked. "To spare you?"

Melissa, trembling, turned to look over her shoulder.

"No, my lord," she whimpered. "I want you to cum. Please fuck me until you are satisfied. I want to be your priestess, my god. I offer my pain to you in worship."

Hades smiled grimly and shoved his dick into her again,

"Don't worry your pathetic, little, human head," he told her. "I will fuck you until I cum. Your screams will drive my ecstasy."

As Hades started fucking Melissa in earnest, Tim saw that Cerberus was having trouble mounting Stacey. It was almost comical watching the hellhound's long, bulbous member probe around between her thighs. Jessica saw this and crawled under Stacey's body to help the beast fuck her. The fifteen-year-old took the giant dog's cock in her mouth and started sucking it.

"Your little lover is debasing herself by offering her mouth to the beast," Persephone noted.

Tim's dick got rock hard watching his new girlfriend suck the long, almost alien-looking penis that extended from the dog's belly. The fervor with which she sucked was beautiful. She fully gave herself over to the animal's pleasure, licking its shaft lovingly and even taking it down her throat a few times.

"You are lucky to have such an excitable lover to administer to your needs that way," Persephone whispered in Tim's ear. "But forever more, you will never be able to receive oral sex from your girl without thinking about how much she loved sucking the hellhound's shaft."

Tim nodded.

"You'll always wonder if she would rather be offering her mouth to a dog than to you."

"Yes," Tim whispered.

Jessica sucked the beast until it came in her mouth. The hellhound unleashed a torrent of cum into her mouth. There was no way she could swallow it, and she knew not to try. "Don't swallow anything," Hecate had warned them.. Then, as if she knew that it would still be hard for a while, she guided its dick to Stacey's waiting asshole, lining it up to penetrate the girl. She watched as Cerberus's cock disappeared into Stacey, eliciting a cry of pain and stress as the dog took her. It wasted no time in fucking her, striking a furious rhythm, seeking to dispense its seed in her.

Jessica moved up to kiss Stacey, letting a mouthful of Cerberus's cum slide out between her lips and into Stacey's mouth.

"Taste what he's going to leave in you, bitch," Jessica told her slave. "Your ass is going to make him feel so good, and when he cums, it's going to be so hot -- hotter than anything you've ever felt. It's going to burn so bad that you'll think you'll have blisters."

"Yes, Mistress," Stacey whimpered as Cerberus's cock hammered in and out of Stacey.

"Do you like how much it hurts?" Jessica asked.

"Yes, Mistress. It burns so much."

"Good," Jessica told her, and she slapped Stacey, leaving a red blotch on the girl's face.

"Go defile your woman lover for me," Persephone told Tim. "I want you to beat her while I watch. While my husband ruins her ass, I want you to hit and spit on her face."

Tim nodded, walking over to stand in front of Melissa. She looked up at him with tears streaming down her face as she let the god find pleasure in her tight hole. Her eyes were so tormented. Any other time, that look on Melissa's face would have tugged at Tim's heart, but here and now, it drove the lust in him.

He raised his hand to his fiancee and brought it down on her cheek. She shrieked at the pain.

"Open your mouth, bitch," he told the woman he loved, and she looked up at him as she dropped her jaw. Tim spit onto her waiting tongue and then spit again in her face. Melissa looked betrayed, broken, but when he told her to open her mouth again, she did. This time, Tim pointed his dick at her and released a flood of urine into her mouth, splashing it around her cheeks. She closed her eyes and let him cover her in his piss, taking it, letting the boy she loved use her mouth as if it were a urinal.

Jessica watched her boyfriend as he unleashed the flood of pee into his lover's mouth. She smiled and then stood over Stacey's face. "Open your mouth, too, bitch," she told the girl. Jessica giggled as her pussy squirted its stream of yellow all over Stacey's face, getting very little of it into her mouth.

Stacey cried out as Cerberus's hot cum shot into her bowels, filling them up. When the hellhound pulled its long, thick cock out of her, a flood of watery semen followed, and Stacey slumped over onto the floor, completely spent. Jessica immediately got on all fours next to Stacey, and offered her ass to the beast.

Seeing his new supplicants willingly let his dog rape them, Hades shot his load into Melissa. Tim watched in fascination as her belly distended from the amount of cum filling her bowels.

"Yes, my lord," Melissa cried, "fill me with your hot cum! I'm your whore, God. USE ME!"

Hades groaned as he filled his new priestess.

"YES! You are MINE, slut! I mark you as my own!"

Persephone rubbed her pussy as she watched her husband cum in the contemptible human's ass.

When Hades pulled out of Melissa, her ass oozed his thick, milky cum. It ran down her thighs, collecting in a pool between them. Persephone shoved Tim to his knees next to Melissa's ass and ordered him to open his mouth. Hades shoved his thick, sloppy dickhead into Tim's mouth, gagging him with the force and with the taste of the god's cum and Melissa's ass juices.

"Now turn around and receive my husband. You must let him cum in you, too," Persephone told him.

Tim turned, offering his virgin ass to the lord of the dead.

"Please, God," he said, looking over his shoulder. "Fuck me. Fill me."

Tim could hear the cum still oozing out of Melissa's pussy as Hades rubbed his dick up and down Tim's crack. The anticipation of the pain was driving Tim crazy until all of the sudden pain was shooting through his body, and his ears were flooded with a horrendous sound. It took him a moment to realize that it was the sound of him screaming.

"I like how this one cries," he heard Hades say to Persephone.

Tim looked up into the goddess's eyes in time to see her hand come down on his face.

"Beg my husband to hurt you," she told him.

"P-p-please, God. Hurt me," was all Tim could get out.

Hades obliged him, pulling this long, hard, thick shaft almost all the way out before shoving it back in and making Tim cry again.

He looked through his tears to see Jessica being mounted by Cerberus. She shrieked as it entered her, but it almost sounded more gleeful than pained. He looked to her face to see Jessica smiling in bliss as the dog hammered into her asshole. She pushed back, fucking the dog in return.

Persephone lifted Melissa's chin and brought the woman's mouth to her cunt. "Lick me, woman," the goddess told her. "You are my husband's priestess now, but you will not be mine until your face is covered in my cum."

Melissa opened her mouth to receive Persephone's cunt. The goddess tasted different than Hecate, she noted, more dank like a cave. Her body was still trembling from the ass fucking she took, but she offered her tongue to Persephone, longing to feel the goddess cum on her.

Meanwhile, Tim continued to sob as Hades fucked him.

"Do you like how my husband abuses you?" Persephone asked him.

"I... I love it, Goddess. P-please, God," Tim whimpered, "fuck me harder. Hurt me."

Hades grunted as he held Tim by the hips and hammered into him, splitting his ass over and over. He looked at Melissa to see that Hecate was getting down on her knees behind her and licking the cum that was still oozing from her ass.

"Granny Kate must love you to taste your filthy, ruined hole like that, you worthless moral," Persephone told Melissa. "Mmmm and I love how good you are at pleasing my flower. Lick me!"

Tim watched through his tears as Cerberus finished inside of Jessica. The dog immediately went over to Hecate and started mounting her. Soon the beast was fucking her pussy as she licked Melissa's ass while Melissa continued to eat Persephone. Beyond them, Jessica and Stacey were kissing each other and fingering each other's cunts. He felt his own cock swell with each thrust that Hades shoved into him. The pressure on his prostate burned with a deep itching that demanded to be released. He pushed back against the god's cock, fucking his new lord in return, yearning to feel the climax that was building inside his ass.

"YES, GOD!" Tim cried out. "It hurts so good! Fuck me, my king! I worship you! I'm yours! OH GOD YESYESYEEEEEESSSSSS!!"

Tim's dick started shooting cum as it dangled beneath his belly. He blasted his seed onto the stone floor, groaning in agonizing pleasure.

"YES!" Hades moaned, seeing his subject climax. Each spurt of Tim's cock caused his ass to tighten down on Hades's massive dick, driving the god's pleasure higher until he rammed himself fully into Tim and grunted as he unloaded his hot sperm into the boy.

Persephone whimpered at seeing her husband's release, and her pussy started cumming all over Melissa's mouth and face. She held Melissa's head and slammed her cunt hard against Melissa's mouth and gushed into the woman.

Tim screamed as Hades pulled his member out of the boy's ass and pushed him over onto the floor. Melissa crumpled up beside him when Persephone let go of her head. Jessica saw them and gestured for Stacey to come with her. All four humans lay in a ball of trembling, cum-covered mess at the foot of the dais.

Hades slumped into his throne, and Persephone sat down at his feet, looking at the tangled mess of mortal flesh.

"I believe they have earned their answer, Hades," Hecate told him.

"Indeed," he said.

Stacey looked up pleadingly at Hades. She crawled up to him and took his limp dick in her hands. "Please, God," she begged, "where is my lover here?"

She took his member into her mouth as she waited for his answer, sucking the last drops of cum from him and licking the ass juices from his shaft.

He reached down and stroked her cheek, as she swallowed his cum.

"He is not here, child," Hades said lovingly. "But you will be here a while."

Hecate gasped and grabbed Stacey and looked in her face.

"I told you to swallow nothing from this realm! NOTHING!" she screamed.

Stacey's face contorted with fear as she remembered Hecate's warning. In her desire to please the god, to try to get his answer, she had forgotten that if you eat in the Underworld you are doomed to remain there.

"NO!" Stacey shrieked. She had finally discovered that her lover was alive, and now she would not be able to go to him.

Tim and Jessica tried to comfort Stacey, wrapping their arms around her, planting kisses on her tear-stained cheeks.

"Please, Hades, for the love of her torment, at least tell her all that you know of her lover," Hecate said.

"Very well," Hades replied, looking down at Stacey. "I can tell you that he is bound and tormented. His cries are like music. His captor is vicious and ruthless, taking pleasure in the man's pain. His bruises grow like flowers beneath Demeter's feet. No one hears him scream. I see several men coming to torture him. They enjoy it. And their women watch on, grateful that their husbands have someone new to take their anger out on."

"Greg Thompson," Melissa said.

Hades shrugged. "Perhaps. I care not enough to seek out the names of the mortals who torment your husband."

"Where do we find him?" Stacey asked. "I mean..." her eyes dropped as she remembered that she was doomed to stay here.

"We'll find him," Tim told her. Jessica nodded and kissed Stacey tenderly.

"Thank you, Lord Hades," Melissa said, bowing her head.

"You are welcome, my priestess," he told her.

"Whenever you hurt each other for your own pleasure," Persephone told her, "you will be worshiping my husband. Whenever you succumb beneath another's blow to give them pleasure, you will be worshiping me."

"You may leave us now," Hades said, waving his hand at the pile of sad, wet humans in front of him.

Hecate helped them all to their feet, and they each took turns kissing Stacey goodbye. Jessica was especially saddened at losing her new pet, and Tim held her, trying to comfort her.

"He'll be proud to know what you did to help us find him," Melissa told her.

"Goodbye," Stacey muttered. "Tell him I... I love him," she pleaded.

"I will," Melissa told her. She realized that all of her jealousy over Kevin and Stacey was meaningless now. She admired how much this girl loved her husband. She wished they could be together. "And I'm... so sorry."

Stacey smiled as Melissa stroked her cheek and leaned in to kiss her.

As Hecate led them back up the vaginal cave to the Overworld, they heard Hades order Stacey onto her knees and say, "You will be Cerberus's bitch. You must serve him with all your holes. You will eat whatever he leaves in his bowl for you, and you will sleep naked against his belly."

The travelers walked into the dampness of the cave until they were surrounded by darkness. When they opened their eyes, they were in Melissa's living room again. They looked around to realize that they had forgotten their clothes back in the Underworld. As Noreen came from the kitchen to the living room, she was surprised to see Melissa, Jessica, and Tim standing there nude, but as she looked down at her son's cock, she quickly got over her shock.

"You're back," Noreen cooed, reaching down to caress her son's dick. "I missed you, Sweetie. Were you able to find anything out? Where's Stacey?"

Tim choked back a sob as he shook his head. Noreen reached up to stroke her thirteen-year-old son's cheek while her other hand gripped his penis and stroked him to life.

"I'm sorry son," she said, her heart aching for the pain evident on his face. "Do you want to talk about it?" He shook his head no. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Get down on your hands and knees," Tim whispered.

Noreen's heart leapt. She was going to get to offer her body to comfort her son. She smiled as she got down on all fours facing away from him. Her pussy was wet in expectation. But when she felt Tim's meaty dick pushing in at her other hole, she gasped.

"Yes, Baby," Noreen said, looking over her shoulder. "Take Mommy's asshole. Do you want me to suck on you to get you wet so you go in easier?"

"No, Mom," Tim said. "I want to fuck you dry and make you hurt."

"Oh yes!" Noreen gasped. "I'm here for you, Baby."

She pushed back against her son's cock as he shoved himself into her. Melissa and Jessica watched as Noreen's ass slowly enveloped Tim's dick.

"God!" Noreen gasped as her eyes watered.

"Does it hurt, Mommy?" Tim asked.

"So much, Baby," Noreen whimpered. "Now fuck me hard and tear me up inside. I know you need it. Take it out on Mommy, Sweetheart."

Tim grunted as he pulled back and shoved himself into his mother again. She gritted her teeth and cried as she let her son brutalize her for his own sadistic pleasure.

"Use her, Tim," Jessica told him sweetly, "worship Hades. Rape your mother."

Melissa knelt down in front of Noreen and held the woman's face in her hands.

"Your son is going to cum in your pathetic ass," she said.

"Yes, my priestess," Noreen grunted.

"Tell him how much you love the pain."

"I love it, Timmy!" Noreen cried out. "I want to hurt for you. Fuck me!"

Melissa raised her hand and slapped Noreen.

"Thank you, my priestess!" Noreen cried. "Please slap my stupid face."

Noreen shrieked at each blow from Melissa's hand as her son continued to pound his dick inside her ass. None of them noticed Officer Henry Webb walking out of the bathroom in just his boxers until he was standing there in front of them. Tim didn't stop fucking his mother, but Noreen looked up at Henry as she continued to beg her son to fuck her, saying, "Don't stop, Timmy. Cum in Mommy's worthless asshole, Baby!"

"Holy shit!" Henry said. "It's true! You really do worship in the Old Ways!"