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
• Artemis - AR-tuh-miss
  Goddess of the moon and the hunt
• Pan - PAN
  God of the wild, often associated with unbridled lust

The moon was rising, so Melissa stepped out of the barn, naked, into the evening air. She touched her belly as she walked through the field and spoke to the moon.

"Thank you, Artemis, for bringing my father back to me. Thank you for the baby that is growing inside of me. Thank you for Audrey coming to help guide my way. Thank you for a virgin cunt for my father to fuck. Thank you for these people that love you and me and each other so much."

She closed her eyes and breathed in the cooling air. When she opened them, a bee landed on her nose. She stood completely still, watching it with crossed eyes. It took flight and buzzed around her head a few times. She felt drawn to follow it, so she did, and it led her to the edge of the wood. There, in the shadows under the trees, she thought she saw a woman holding a bow with an arrow nocked and aimed at her. The woman smiled and loosed the arrow. Melissa was frozen in shock, not sure whether this was real or a dream -- not sure whether she was about to die or awaken.

Then, in the blink of an eye, Hecate was there in front of Melissa, catching the arrow and casting it aside.

"Stop this madness, Artemis!" Hecate ordered.

"She prays to me," Artemis screamed as she stepped out of the woods and into the field, "yet she has lain with men and is defiled. Have you not heard the stories, Iphigeneia? I kill my followers who have defiled their purses."

"I am no longer your Iphigeneia," Hecate said. "I am joined with the Titan. I am Hecate."

Artemis? Melissa thought. And she's trying to kill me, and she's calling Hecate some weird name, and... Melissa felt like she was about to faint, but she steadied herself. She knew that this encounter was too important to miss.

"Whatever you call yourself now, step aside!" Artemis bellowed. "I will slay this bitch who has lain with men in my name."

Artemis made to approach Melissa, but Hecate stood between them as a young woman, her breasts pressing into Artemis's breasts, holding the huntress back.

Melissa trembled in fear and excitement as she watched the two goddesses stand against each other. Artemis looked a lot like Hecate in her coloring. She had raven black hair and pale skin. Her hair was braided and wrapped around her head to make a crown. Tendrils of loose hair hung free at her temples, moving delicately in the soft wind. Across her brow, a silver circlet hung made of a fine chain with a pendant at the center in the shape of a crescent moon with the horns pointing upward.

Melissa noted the difference in their clothing. Hecate wore a long, black dress that draped off her shoulders and revealed the swelling mounds of her breasts at the neckline. Artemis was clad in white. Her skirt came just above her knees, allowing her freedom of movement in the hunt. Her top consisted of a tunic with a deep V-neck that was tucked into a leather belt studded in gold. The strap of her quiver parted her breasts, emphasizing their voluptuousness.

"Oh, child," Hecate said, reaching up to stroke Artemis's cheek. "You are lost in your anger. Let me still you with a kiss."

"You were once a virgin, Hecate," Artemis said, brushing Hecate's hand aside. "But I smell the stink of cum in your accursed twat. What happened to you?"

"I have lain with men and with gods," Hecate replied with a sweet smile as she locked eyes with the angry goddess. "And I am free of the bonds Zeus placed on me. Why have you, patron of both virgins and childbirth, not cast aside your virginity and learned the orgiastic pleasures of your loins?"

"Have you forgotten that I helped my mother Leto bear my own twin, Apollo?" Artemis rebuked. "As virgin as could be, I swore that I would never let a man put a baby in me as I slaved by my mother Leto's side for days to bring him into the world."

"They have lied to you, child," Hecate told her. "Have you forgotten Arcadia? You are not Leto's child. She merely nursed you. You were born of Demeter and Zeus. Your father lied to hide the fact that he had lain with his sister yet again."

"You're Persephone's sister!" Melissa said, stepping next to Hecate. Suddenly, she knew this exchange was going to be significant. Everything connected with Persephone so far had been transformational.

Artemis glared at Melissa as she stepped back from them.

"Melissa speaks rightly," Hecate said. "Your vow is wasted on lies."

Artemis's face contorted in confusion. She looked back and forth between Melissa and Hecate.

"Men are rapists," Artemis spat. "Why would I give my maidenhead to be ripped away by the crude cudgel between a man's legs?"

"Because it feels incredible," Melissa blurted out. "Just ask your sister. I was there when her maidenhead was ripped open. She begged him not to stop, even though it hurt -- because sex makes even pain feel wonderful. And when Hades took your sister and raped her, she already knew how to love that pain. She loves to hurt for her husband."

"I remember her. Kore," Artemis said.

Melissa watched as thoughts moved across the virgin goddess's face.

"Do you mean to say that it is like the feeling of exhausting from the hunt, when you think you can't go on, and you do, and it feels incredible?" Artemis asked, looking up into Melissa's eyes.

"Yes," Melissa told her, "but with tingles."

Hecate gasped and clasped her hands over her groin.

"A little girl is about to lose her virginity as we speak," Hecate told Artemis. "Let me show you what I feel -- what she feels in this moment."

Hecate reached out and took Artemis and Melissa each by the hand. Melissa took Artemis's other hand to complete the circle. When she did, she felt a warm flush come over her body, spreading out from her loins. In her mind's eye, she saw through ten-year-old Autumn's eyes as her mother, Audrey, rubbed her daughter's pussy.

"It feels so good, Mommy," Autumn said, and Melissa and the two goddesses in the field said it with her. They were connected in mind and body to little Autumn. They felt what she felt, saw what she saw, said what she said.

"Are you ready for the pain, now?" Audrey asked.

Melissa could feel the sensations building in her pussy -- in Autumn's pussy. She was close to an orgasm, but not quite there yet. When Audrey mentioned the pain, Autumn's heart beat faster in anticipation.

Melissa and the goddesses echoed Autumn's plea, "Yes! Slap me, Mommy. Make me hurt good!"

Audrey's deft fingers continued to bring pleasure to her daughter's wet clitoris. Melissa watched as the mother raised her hand to her child. The slap shot through Melissa's face with a sting that shot a quick surge of electric joy through her body. Her own head turned with the force of Audrey's slap, and she heard her own voice and the goddesses beg with Autumn for more.

"Yes, Mommy! Yes! Do it again!"

Melissa felt herself smile as she looked up into Audrey's soft, brown eyes. The love, the pleasure, the joy, the pain all mingled into the delicious tension building inside of Autumn's ten-year-old body. The look of love on Audrey's face made Melissa's heart swell, and when the hand came down again, she knew it was driving her even closer to her climax.

"I want to feel his cock," Autumn told her mother.

Through Autumn's eyes, Melissa watched Audrey turn to the tall, gangly thirteen-year-old she knew so well. Tim was there, stroking his cock as he watched the sexy librarian abuse her daughter physically and sexually.

"I would be honored if you would fuck my child, O Priest," she said to him. "She offers her body to you willingly for your pleasure."

"Okay, yeah," Tim muttered, looking down at Autumn with so much lust in his eyes.

Melissa knew that look. She was always amazed at Tim's sexual prowess. He always listened to her suggestions, took them to heart, and consequently became an incredible lover.

"Let me prepare your cock, my priest," Audrey said, kneeling to take Tim's cock into her mouth.

Tim put his hand on Audrey's head and guided her as he thrust between her red lips. Melissa could feel Autumn's excitement as she watched the boy fuck her mother's mouth. Then he turned to her and looked her in the eyes as he continued to receive the blowjob from her mom.

"You're really sexy, Autumn," Tim said.

Melissa felt the blush rise in her cheeks and her chest as Autumn responded to Tim's praise. Nothing could have filled her heart more in that moment than to hear this boy -- as tall as a man -- praise her. He was three whole years older than her -- a teenager, and he wanted her. And she wanted him to want her more than she wanted anything else.

"Thank you," Autumn said with a shy smile, and Melissa and the goddesses said the words with her. "Your cock is beautiful. It looks so..." Autumn's breathing quickened as her eyes focused on the shaft going in and out of her mother's mouth. "...powerful."

Audrey took her mouth off of Tim and looked up at him.

"You have a kind heart, Tim," she said from her knees, stroking his wet dick as she looked up. "You will probably want to be gentle with Autumn, and that's sweet. But you don't have to. I have prepared her to offer her pain. You can ravish her as fiercely as you want. Rape her, even. I offer my daughter's pussy to your pleasure."

Autumn was trembling with anticipation, and the women in the field trembled with her. They could see through Autumn's eyes as her mother guided Tim's cock -- quite sizeable, especially for his age -- to the bald, wet cunt between Autumn's thighs. They felt with Autumn as the soft head of Tim's hard shaft rubbed up and down her young, virgin slit.

Audrey stood next to Tim and whispered in his ear, "When you're ready, just shove it in her. Rape her. Hurt her. She is my gift to you."

Melissa could feel Autumn's little fingers rubbing against her young clitoris. Looking down the length of Autumn's body, she could see Tim's fiery red bush at the base of his cock. She could feel the pressure of his dick invading her Autumn's virgin cunt.

"Yes! Please!" the women cried out with Autumn.

Tim pushed, leaning in. They felt Autumn's hymen resisting until it gave way with a sharp, hot flash of pain. Hecate, Artemis, and Melissa all cried out with Autumn. Tears pooled in their eyes and then rolled down each of their faces, blurring Tim's lusty smile.

"Oh, Autumn," they heard Tim say. "Your pussy is so tight and hot."

"Take me, Tim," they cried out with the little girl. "Please!"

The invasion of Tim's cock felt so hot and forceful. They could feel it throbbing in their cunts as they shared Autumn's first fuck. As he pulled back and thrust in again, they winced at the pain, but they also felt a warm, tingling sensation build.

"Oh!" Artemis cried out with her own voice.

"Yes!" Hecate responded. "The pain gives way to pleasure. Feel it, Artemis. You could have this moment too."

"Does it always hurt?" Artemis asked as she focused on the sensation of Tim's cock thrusting into Autumn's pussy again.

"The first time is often painful for little girls which makes it a lovely sacrifice for a child and her mother to offer the Goddess," Hecate explained.

Through Autumn's eyes, they saw Audrey reach down between her child's thighs and pull away a finger streaked in blood. As Autumn watched her mother partake of her cherry juice, Artemis felt Audrey's praise.

"Thank you, Luna!" Audrey gasped, tasting her daughter's virginity. "As the arrow pierces the fruit, so the priest's shaft pierces my daughter's childhood. I offer her to your service, Luna, my queen."

Melissa felt Artemis's hand grow warm, and as she looked over with her own eyes, she could see the goddess glowing where she lay in the grass.

"You're Luna," Melissa mused.

Artemis looked at Melissa with lusty eyes, panting as she felt Tim fucking the little girl.

"I am the Moon," Artemis replied, "however you mortals name me."

Melissa noticed that Hecate was glowing as well, and when she looked down at her own naked breasts, she saw the her own skin was glowing as well. Then she closed her eyes, and she could see simultaneously through Autumn's eyes looking up at Tim as he fucked her and also from above, from a far. Through the trees, her gaze searched, shooting through the window of Tim's bedroom without breaking it to alight on the child's skin, riding down on a moonbeam to touch Autumn's trembling thighs spread wide for the man-boy who was taking her.

"She's here with us," Audrey said to her daughter. "I feel her."

Autumn looked around her to see a three women encircling them with linked hands. Their heads were thrown back in ecstasy. And one of them she knew as the priestess she'd met earlier.

"I see them, Mommy," Autumn said, gasping. "Fuck me harder please, Tim. Make me cum for the pretty goddesses."

Tim heard Autumn's little voice magnified, surrounding him as Melissa and the goddesses spoke her words with her.

"More!" Artemis cried out, feeling the desperate thrusts of Tim's cock into the child's newly-opened pussy.

Melissa opened her eyes and saw Audrey staring at her in disbelief. Melissa smiled at the beautiful librarian as her naked breasts heaved with Autumn's breath.

Tim pounded the child's cunt, thrilled at the tight embrace of her ten-year-old pussy around his cock. His eyes squeezed closed as his climax built and he shot his load into Autumn's flower.

"YES!" Autumn cried out at the sensation of hot cum spilling inside of her. This was the moment her mother told her about, when the man is so pleased with you that he gives you the offering of his seed. It felt like utter fulfillment -- the greatest accomplishment of her young life.

Audrey gasped as she watched her child's body become wracked with uncontrollable spasms. Autumn was cumming on Tim's cock in response to his thrusts as his orgasm shot inside of her.

"YES!!!" Melissa and the goddesses cried out with Autumn. The little girl's orgasm was theirs, too. The felt the electric thrill surging through their loins as her little body exploded with the hot passion of climax. The force of it was so powerful, so overwhelming to Autumn's little body, that she could barely breathe. She arched her back, offering her cum to the cock inside her.

Tim felt Autumn's gush of fluid and the strong, tight massage of her pussy clamping down on him. He knew that she had cum with him. Despite the forceful rape-like sex -- or maybe because of it -- this little girl was cumming. He opened his eyes and looked down at her to see the smile spread across her eyes even as her mouth was locked in an "O".

Audrey fell to her knees as Tim pulled his cock from her daughter and took the boy's throbbing member into her mouth, sucking the cum -- her daughter's and Tim's mingled together and colored slightly pink from the blood of her hymen -- from his shaft.

Melissa, Hecate, and Artemis collapsed in the field, releasing each other's hands, they fell back into the grass, their bodies surging with waves as they continued to feel Autumn's orgasm washing over her tiny frame. Eventually, the passion subsided, and Melissa felt her own body returning to itself.

"That was incredible," she gasped.

"That is what I feel when my subjects worship me," Hecate explained.

Artemis sat up, wiping the sweat from her brow.

"I want it, Hecate," she said to the other goddess. "I would take a man inside of me and feel the way that child felt."

"You want Orion," Hecate said, smiling.

"I want his cudgel to ravish me."

"Before you couple with a mortal, you will need a god to open you," Hecate explained.

"Selene," Artemis whispered.

"Yes, you remember the Titan goddess of the moon. You joined with her as Iphigeneia joined with me," Hecate replied.

"She fucked the wild god," Artemis said, probing her befuddled memory.

"Pan," Hecate smiled. "Yes, he is indeed wild. You will find him in the woods that you love so much. When he sees that you are willing to spread your thighs for him, he will need no further encouragement."

Melissa remembered the sight of Pan encouraging Jessica's abuse of Stacey when they drove to the church. His wild face, thick with a wiry beard, and the two horns sprouting from his head reminded her of Cernunnos. But whereas the Horned God had power and wise restraint that gave way to passionate lust, Melissa could tell that Pan rarely restrained himself.

"Will he rape me?" Artemis asked.

"Assuredly," Hecate replied. "I hear him coming for you. Perhaps you should run. He loves the chase. Go, huntress! Become the hunted."

Artemis stood, bow in hand and took off, fleet of foot, into the forest. As Melissa watched her go, she smelled the pungent odor of a billygoat fill the air around her, and then Pan leapt over her and Hecate in pursuit of Artemis. When he landed, he paused, turning to them, and Melissa could see his phallus standing erect in front of him. It was large and thick -- as large as his arm. He smiled at her as he stroked his massive cock, and Melissa felt her nipples tighten and her pussy drench. But then he turned and continued his pursuit of the moon goddess.

"He's so wild and lovely," Melissa said, closing her eyes to relive the image burned into her retinas of his hairy body, his coven goat hooves, his large, erect member. "I want him to take me."

"Wait your turn, Darling," Hecate said, standing over Melissa and offering her a hand.

---

Melissa and Hecate strolled through the field, listening to the sounds of the evening settle in. The moonlight and the twilight after sunset lit the grass and stubble in a misty haze. From the pond across the hill, Melissa could hear the frogs chirping. Their song filled the air and made the chill feel comfortable and homy.

"Who is Iphigeneia?" Melissa asked.

"She is me. I am her," Hecate answered cryptically. "But I suppose you want to know who I was when I was only Iphigeneia."

"Yeah," Melissa replied. "That and...how does one join a goddess?"

"I was the princess of Argos. My father, King Agamemnon offended Artemis. He killed a deer in her sacred grove. When father tried to sail off to go to war against Troy, the winds blew against him, betraying him, trapping him in port.

"The seer told him how he had offended Artemis, the great huntress raised by Zeus and Leto. She instructed him that the only way to appease the goddess was to sacrifice his eldest daughter to her."

"You?" Melissa asked.

Hecate nodded.

"Mother never would have consented, of course. And Father tried to resist. But his commanders pressured him. Finally, he relented, and he concocted a story. Mother and I were to travel to Aulis. I was to be wed to the great Achilles. I didn't realize the ruse until I was at the altar. I was dressed for a wedding, but the altar was dressed for a sacrifice."

"What happened? How did you survive?" Melissa asked.

"Well, when I looked down at the altar, I knew. I was aware of my father's slight against the goddess. I loved him, even though he would have sacrificed me. I lay my body down on the stone and waited for the priest's blade. But Artemis took pity on me. Ever the protector of young girls, she spirited me away, leaving a goat on the altar instead. At least, it smelled of goat. I believe now that it was Pan who took my place. She said my willing sacrifice touched her heart.

"We passed into darkness. I don't remember all of it. There was a road. There were three roads. She placed a key in my hand. I knew of Hecate, of course. Goddess of thresholds and of witchcraft. I was frightened. But when the crone stepped out of the shadows, holding her torch in one hand and leading her black dog in the other, I saw the smile on her face."

Hecate's voice began to speak for both the girl and the goddess at once. Both Hecate and Iphigeneia were present, walking with Melissa in the moonlight. They spoke at the same time, but Melissa heard them each distinctly.

"I ran to her/She ran to me," they said. "Her breast was warm and motherly/She trembled like a child. She blessed me/I blessed her. We became one/We became one."

"Is that how it works?" Melissa asked, astonished at the young woman and the goddess walking in the same space, inhabiting the same molecules next to her. Then the image slipped into focus, and where there had been two, there was now one. Just the Hecate that Melissa knew. The Katie that she loved.

"Sometimes," Hecate said, drawing Melissa to her.

"And that's what happened to Artemis and Selene?" Melissa asked, looking to the woods.

"Yes. Demeter's child, raised by Leto joined with the Moon."

"Luna?"

"That is her Roman name," Hecate answered. "The one that Audrey prays to."

"We've been praying to the same goddess -- and yet so different. Deities are such a mystery."

Hecate smiled.

"You will understand more in time, child," the goddess said, stroking Melissa's brow. "But for now, walk among the mortals. I think Artemis will no longer loose her arrows at you."

---

When she returned to the barn, Melissa heard the sound of fucking. A man's voice was oohing and ahhing as his hips slapped against soft female flesh. She came inside to see Jessica lying beneath her father as her mother watched. The mother saw Melissa peeking and gave her a smile. Melissa came in and circled around the hay bales where Jessica lay beneath her father to stand by the girl's mother.

"She was so jealous of little Autumn getting to fuck Tim," Jessica's mother said looking up and down Melissa's naked body. "We have to punish her for her insolence."

"It doesn't look much like punishment to me," Melissa said, looking down as Jessica's hips rose to meet her father's.

"She want's to have Tim's baby, but until she learns to share her boyfriend, she's going to have to be her father's bitch. But aside from being impregnated, she also needs to take a beating. Would you like to give her a few lashes?"

As Jessica's mother offered Melissa the father's belt, Melissa could see now the welts forming on the girl's belly.

"I've been a bad, greedy little girl," Jessica said, turning her teary eyes to Melissa. "Mommy's beating the jealousy out of me while Daddy puts his baby inside of me."

"How do you know she'll get pregnant?" Melissa asked.

The mother produced a small wooden idol, a miniature version of the one Hecate led her to.

"I made an offering to the Goddess, begging her to put my husband's child inside my daughter."

"I'm going to cum in you, Jess," the father said, pounding away at the girl's cunt. "You've been greedy, but for the next nine months, you're going to have to stop thinking about your needs and start thinking about my child's."

"I'm sorry I was such a bitch, Daddy," Jessica cried.

Melissa felt touched at the girl's tears. She could see that the parents had broken her down. She was such a different girl than the confident teenager who had shown ownership of Tim's cock with Stacey and offered her body to Hades's hellhound in the Underworld.

"I would be honored if you would beat my daughter, " the mother said, placing the belt in Melissa's hand.

"I've never hit anyone before," Melissa said, looking down at the leather strap.

"It's not hard. She deserves it for her greed and hubris," the mother said.

"Please beat me, Melissa," Jessica said, looking up at her with tears in her eyes. "I'm just a stupid cunt who got too big for her panties."

Melissa thought about Persephone and Hades, about the pleasure of pain.

"I offer your pain to Hades," Melissa said, bringing the belt down on Jessica's belly. "And to Persephone. May they feel your sacrifice and purify you."

She brought the belt down again, finding the way the girl cried to be arousing. The whimpers sounded sweet to her ears, and the way her body shook with the pain made her want to do it again, so she did.

"Yes, Priestess!" the mother cried out. "Beat the hubris from my stupid daughter!"

Melissa felt her pussy get wet as she looked down at Jessica's freckled face all wet with tears. She wanted to feel those tears on her pussy, so she straddled Jessica and lowered her cunt to the girl's face and rubbed it in her salty tears.

"Oh fuck that's hot," the father groaned as he watched the naked woman grind her pussy on his child's face. "Eat her, Jessica! Make your priestess cum!"

Melissa looked up at the father and smiled at him as she felt Jessica's tongue push through her damp folds. Then she lay down on top of Jessica's body until her face was right next to the girl's pussy. She opened her mouth and looked up at him.

He took his dick out of his daughter's twat and pushed it into his priestess's mouth. Melissa moaned at the taste of Jessica's wet juices on her father's shaft. She kept her eyes on the man's as she sucked his daughter's grool off of him.

"I want to watch as you unload into her and impregnate her," Melissa told him when he pulled his dick out of her mouth.

"Yes!" the father gasped.

Melissa spread Jessica's pussy lips open for the father and watched him shove his cock into her. It wasn't the biggest cock, but he was close to Tim's size, and he stretched out his daughter's labia as he filled her.

"I love it when daddies fuck their little girls," Melissa told him. "It's so beautiful. And you have a lovely cock. Fuck your daughter. Show me the power of your manhood."

Melissa could feel the heat in Jessica's skin under her own naked body. The welts burned hot against her. Jessica's tongue licked Melissa's pussy, diving into her hole and seeking out her stiff clitoris. Melissa returned the favor, licking Jessica's clit while her father pounded her pussy.

"Fuck yes!" the father cried out as Melissa's tongue licked his shaft whenever he pulled back from his daughter's hole.

"Pull out of a moment, and let me spank her cunt," Melissa offered. The father took his dick out of his daughter, and his wife stroked it for him as they watched the priestess slap Jessica's pussy with her hand. "Don't stop licking me," Melissa ordered the girl as she spanked the bare cunt in front of her.

"Now let me lick your balls and bless them," Melissa told the dad. She stroked his dick as she bathed his hairy, wrinkled scrotum with her tongue. "Blessed be thy testicles for they create the seeds of life."

The mother got down on her knees and helped Melissa suck and lick the father's ball sack. While Jessica continued to lick Melissa's pussy, she could hear her father groan with pleasure and the wet sounds of sucking and licking and the women moaning.

"Your husband's balls are beautiful," Melissa told the mom.

"Thank you, my priestess," she replied, leaning in to kiss Melissa.

"Help me bless your husband's shaft as well," the priestess instructed.

Melissa got up off of Jessica and held out a hand to her, helping her up off the quilt that covered the hay bales, serving as a makeshift bed. The two women got on their knees before Jessica's father and started licking his shaft. Jessica got on her knees between them and licked his balls. She could taste her own cum on them, and it made her smile.

As Melissa and the mother licked the man's shaft, their tongues often touched and intertwined. They giggled at the pleasure of such soft lesbian kisses while servicing his masculine cock.

"Your husband's dick is really beautiful," Melissa said. "Your family is from a different church? I don't think I met you before the Fifth Sunday Sing-in."

"Thank you," the mother replied. "I'm Margaret, and this is George. But I go by Peggy."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Peggy," Melissa said, leaning in to kiss her while she stroked George's cock with her hand. "I love that you're punishing Jessica's hubris with pregnancy. I can't imagine there's anything like the pain and inconvenience of carrying a child to knock you down a few pegs."

"It's a bit extreme, I know," Peggy admitted while stroking her daughter's hair while Jessica continued to worship her father's balls. "But Jessica has had problems with this in the past. Normally we just beat her violently, but this time we wanted to really teach her a lesson. Plus, George has been itching to put a baby in our daughter since the first time she sucked her daddy's cock."

"She seemed like such a shy girl when I first met her, but driven, you know? I loved the way she inserted herself into Tim's love life. But I definitely see that she has the potential to be very dominating," Melissa said.

"You're so observant," Peggy replied, offering her husband's cock to Melissa's mouth while she spoke. "Our little bitch tends to get greedy. Sometimes I can redirect her emotions by having her daddy give her a good fucking, but I could tell that she was really upset by Tim taking the little girl's virginity tonight. So now she's going to pay by getting pregnant."

Melissa let Peggy take over sucking George's dick.

"I think you're making the right choice. Jessica offered her cunt and ass to Cerberus, the Hound of Hell. No mere beating is going to straighten her out. Making her responsible for a human life is the only way."

Melissa helped Peggy worship George's cock some more before standing up and kissing him while his wife and daughter serviced his dick and balls. Then she grabbed Jessica by the hair and yanked her head back.

"What do you have to say to your father, Jessica?" Melissa asked.

The tears in the girl's eyes were sweet, and they made Melissa believe that the fear of pregnancy was working to change the girl's mind.

"I'm sorry I was such a selfish bitch, Daddy."

George stroked his daughter's cheek.

"I'm glad, Baby," he said. "Now bend over the hay bales. I'm ready to put my grandchild in you."

Peggy guided her husband's cock into her daughter's wet cunt. Then she got down on her knees behind her husband and spread his ass cheeks wide and started rimming his hole. As George thrust into his daughter, Melissa stood on her tiptoes to kiss the man.

"You're so handsome and strong, George. I love watching you dominate your daughter sexually. I think you look so manly, putting a baby into your little girl."

She stroked George's chest as she praised him.

"Fuck her hard. Show that stupid bitch what it feels like to be fucked by a real man."

Melissa felt herself getting incredibly wet as she watched George's cock go in and out of his daughter. He really was handsome to her. The fact that he was close to her father's age made him even more attractive. She dropped down off her tiptoes and started fondling his balls.

"I want to feel your balls contract as they send your seed into Jessica's womb," she said. "I'm so turned on by you right now, George. I wish it was my pussy you were inside of."

Hearing this young, beautiful woman, so sweet and powerful, praise his manhood made George's testosterone levels rise. The sensation of his daughter's tight, incestuous cunt massaging him, the soft, wet touches of his wife's tongue on his ass, the delicate toying of Melissa's fingers on his scrotum all made him feel so turned on.

"Yes!" he cried. "Oh goddess, YES!"

Melissa gently gripped his testicles and pulled down on them, delaying his orgasm for a fraction of a second, making it more intense for him.

"Cum in her, George!" she panted, feeling so turned on by sight of his shaft using his daughter.

She felt the tension build in George's balls between her fingers until it suddenly broke, and then he had no more control. His body started pumping his semen into Jessica, into his daughter. Melissa watched in awe as his shaft throbbed with each spurt of his load and felt his testicles clench.

"AAAaaagghgHGHHG!!" George cried as he impregnated his daughter.

"YES!" Peggy shouted from behind George, feeling his sphincter tighten around her tongue with each spurt.

"CUM IN ME, DADDY!" Jessica cried. "I'm going to have your baby!"

As George's climax slowed, he pulled his dick out of his daughter. Melissa got to her knees to take him in her mouth. She moaned with pleasure as she tasted the cum of the father and daughter mingled together on his shaft.

"You did it, George!" Peggy exclaimed, standing up to kiss her husband.

Jessica turned over onto her back and felt her father's cum ooze out of her pussy and drip down to her asshole. Melissa saw the delicious glisten of George's white cream leaking out and licked it up but didn't swallow. She kissed Jessica, offering her a taste of the incestuous mixture.

"I'm going to be a good girl," Jessica promised her priestess.

"I know," Melissa said, leaning in to kiss the girl and let her taste her father's cum.

---

Tim came back to the barn with Audrey and Autumn as Melissa was helping Noreen and some of the other congregants clean up. It made Melissa smile to see Tim holding the little girl's hand. But Melissa's smile was nothing compared with Audrey's. The librarian came up to her and kissed her.

"Thank you for loaning me your boyfriend," Audrey said.

"You're welcome," Melissa said, smiling.

"I really only intended for Autumn to learn how to suck Tim's cock, but she was feeling so adventurous, and..." Audrey was bouncing on the tips of her toes in glee, her pert breasts bouncing and drawing Melissa's attention. "...when she saw him fuck my pussy, she decided she was ready to lose her virginity."

Melissa's smile echoed Audrey's as she pulled the woman's naked body to her own. The feel of Audrey's breasts pushing into her stirred Melissa.

"I know," Melissa whispered in Audrey's ear. "I was there."

Audrey gasped and held Melissa out at arm's length.

"I felt a presence, and I thought it was you. But I also thought I was hallucinating in the power of the moment. That was you? How?"

"I was not alone," Melissa explained. "Hecate guided Artemis and me. We felt everything Autumn felt from the moment Autumn lay down to receive Tim."

"That's so... miraculous," Audrey gasped.

"It was incredible. The power of her arousal, the beautiful pain when you slapped her. And the sharp piercing when Tim impaled her with his cock."

"I'm glad you were there," Audrey said. "I wanted you to be there, but I didn't want to disturb the magic of Autumn's willingness to offer herself to Tim. But I consecrated her to Luna, how...?"

"As I learned today from Hecate, the goddesses are...complicated. Artemis, Hecate and I were all glowing with the light of the moon as she received Tim's shaft," Melissa explained.

Audrey lay her hand on the top swell of Melissa's left breast and felt the woman's heart beating within. She looked from Melissa's pale, soft skin up into the priestess's eyes.

"There's so much more to you than meets the eye," Audrey told her. "My daughter was blessed to have you watch over her deflowering."

"And you should know that hard-hearted Artemis was changed by the event. The virgin goddess may no longer be so."

Audrey's jaw dropped. "I don't know as much about the Greek pantheon as the Roman one, I admit, but," she shook her head. "Artemis?"

"She wants to bed Orion. But first she has to let Pan open her up."

"Oh fuck, that's hot," Audrey gasped.

"I have a feeling Artemis -- Luna -- Selene, whatever name she goes by, will watch over your daughter," Melissa said.

Audrey dropped to her knees and kissed Melissa's cleft.

"Thank you for telling me this," she said, and she pushed her tongue between Melissa's labia and started to suckle her priestess's clitoris.

Melissa put her hands on the back of Audrey's head and spread her legs to the woman.

"I worship you, Melissa, in thanks," Audrey said as she made love to Melissa's pussy.

The others in the barn stopped to watch the librarian as she ate the priestess's cunt. Tim sat down on a hay bale and pulled Autumn into his lap.

"Your mom is giving my fiance a nice gift," he said.

Autumn leaned back against Tim's chest. She moved her legs to let his erection between her thighs, and she started grinding her pussy against him, pulling his cock hard toward her.

"That feels so good, Autumn," he said. "I really want to put it inside you again, but I know you must be sore. Your sweet, little cunt was so tight."

Autumn reached behind her to pull Tim's mouth to hers. Melissa saw the ten-year-old kissing her thirteen-year-old fiance, and it made her so happy.

"I want to fuck you again too, Tim," she said, "but Mommy told me to wait a while to let my pussy rest. But when I'm better, I want to be fucked by you again."

"I'd like that," Tim said with a smile. He wrapped his arms around Autumn's tiny chest and held her while she rocked against his erection, getting off to the sight of her mother eating out Melissa.

When Melissa came, with gasps and groans, the women in the barn applauded for Audrey's talent, and many of them came by to kiss her and taste their priestess's cum on her lips. Although they had been there at the church when the tables had turned and had felt Cernunnos cum on their faces, they still somehow felt that this witch was to be revered.

Melissa took Audrey by the hands before she let her go get Autumn to take her home.

"I need you," she said, pulling Audrey to her and pressing against her body. "I need your knowledge and your wisdom... and your body."

"You're welcome to all of that," Audrey said. "But, in truth, you really don't need me."

"Well, I want you, then," Melissa responded.

"I am yours," Audrey replied, "however you want or need me."

Audrey pulled away from Melissa and held out her hand to her daughter. Autumn slid down off Tim's lap and turned to give him a kiss before going. Then she also tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed the head of his erection before skipping over to her mother.

Melissa sat down next to Tim and stroked his erection.

"She gave me her virginity," he said proudly.

"You're developing quite a talent for deflowering little girls," Melissa teased, squeezing his dick.

"God that feels so good, Melissa. I'm so horny from watching you get head from Autumn's mom."

"And from a ten-year-old rubbing her cunt against you too, I bet," Melissa said, feeling the moisture on Tim's shaft.

He smiled and pulled Melissa's mouth to his.

"I wish I had a cherry to offer you right now," she said, remembering the feeling of him piercing Autumn.

"You have something better than a cherry," Tim said. "Experience. And love."

"I do love you, Baby," she said, still pulling on his dick. "I want this hot cherry fucker inside me. Take me to your room."

The two ran off. They had long since forgotten about their clothes. In fact, Melissa could barely remember the last time she wore something today. It felt incredible to go around completely naked. The stares of the men on her breasts made her feel incredible, and there were more than a few women that she caught lusting over her chest as well.

When she stepped into Tim's room, she realized that it felt like forever since she'd woken up this morning. She sat on his bed and looked at the Star Wars toys lining his shelf. She forgot sometimes that Tim was still in middle school. He was such an amazing fuck that she felt like he was a real man until she saw the toys in his room. She blushed, thinking about how wrong all of this felt not so long ago. Now, it was perfectly normal to her, and she loved it.

"What?" Tim asked, seeing the color in her cheeks.

"Show me your toys," she said, standing up and walking over to the shelf.

Tim chuckled. "God it's so embarrassing. Do you think Audrey noticed how much my room looks like a kid's room?"

"I hope she did," Melissa said, pulling Tim reluctantly to her side. "She chose you -- not only because you're a priest, but because you are a good-hearted person. The fact that you're thirteen, fucking women and girls and goddesses all plays into that."

Tim picked up one of his GI Joe action figures. It was a woman, clad in black with a red cobra head emblazoned on her chest and a pair of glasses.

"She looks like Audrey," Melissa mused.

"This is Baroness," he said. "I used to rub my dick on her tits. That's why her Cobra insignia is wearing off."

Melissa took the toy from Tim and looked at it. She smiled as she turned it in her fingers.

"It's like a sexy, nerdy, little goddess statue," she said.

"Yeah, I guess so," Tim said, thoughtfully. "Here's the one I've worshiped the most, though."

He stood on his tiptoes to reach the top shelf where there were several twelve-inch Star Wars action figures. He took down Princess Leia. Her styleable doll hair was put up in buns on either side of her head, just like in the movie, and she was wearing her white dress with a silver belt.

Tim lifted up Leia's dress to show Melissa that he had drawn pubic hair on the doll's crotch.

Melissa looked up at her teenage lover with her mouth agape.

"I wanted her to be as realistic of a woman as possible," he explained.

"This is so hot, Tim," Melissa gasped. "How long ago did you do this?"

"I don't know. A couple of months ago. She's so pretty with those brown eyes, and her bright, red lips. I used to kiss her and then lick between her legs."

"But you never masturbated?"

"Nope. I don't know why. It just seemed too dirty, I guess," he said, chuckling.

"I love this, Tim. I love seeing inside your mind. All the things you love, all the ways that you're a little boy -- they make you even sexier when you act like such a man and fuck me."

Tim's cock started to throb, rising with each beat of his heart.

"It's crazy. You're only thirteen years old, but I want to marry you and be your wife more than I ever wanted Kevin."

"I love you so much," he said. "When I fuck other girls, I always wonder what you think. I hope you find it sexy. I never want you to be jealous. But if you ever are, I'll stop. You're the one I really want, Melissa."

She set the toys on the shelf and pulled Tim's mouth down to hers.

"You have me," she said. "I'm yours." Then she kissed him.

Tim's cock felt so warm against her naked thigh as it stiffened. She pressed her body against it. It felt so hard and velvety. His cock was probably the most manly thing about this boy -- other than the muscles he'd developed working on the farm. But even with strong arms and a strong chest, he still looked gangly and immature.

Melissa pulled away and threw herself down on the bed. She laid on her right side, her knees bent, her left arm resting on her hip.

"Aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?" she asked seductively.

"Oh my goddess!" Tim gasped. "There's a naked, sexy woman on my bed quoting Episode IV."

"Set up the toys on the shelf so they can watch us, Tim," she said. "I want your old girlfriends to see what a good fuck you are. I want Leia's pubes to get wet as she watches you shove your cock into me."

Tim scrambled to set the action figures up on the shelf. They kept falling over right when he turned to go. He was so anxious to get inside of Melissa, but he wanted to please her in this request as well. She started laughing at the comedy of the moment when he would turn to her and then hear one of them fall over.

"Leave it," she said finally, laughing still.

"No," he said, picking up every female action figure he could find. "You're right. They're like little goddess statues. I was worshiping their sexiness without even realizing it."

He brought the action figures and set them in a chair that he pulled next to the bed.

"How's that?" he asked.

"Perfect," she smiled. "Which goddesses are they?"

"They are...themselves," he replied, his dick bobbing as he stepped back and looked at them. "They were my goddesses before I met you."

"Lift up Leia's dress so that we can see her pussy," Melissa said. "I bet she's going to want to play with herself while she watches you fuck me."

Tim pulled the princess's dress up and tucked her hand between her thighs. Then he climbed in bed with Melissa. She lay back and pulled him on top of her, rubbing his chest and looking up into his eyes.

"You're the perfect mixture of little boy and grown man," she said.

"Do you like fucking little boys?" he asked.

"I do," she replied. "In fact, there are some boys in our congregation whose cocks I want to suck so much."

"I love how perverted you are," he said.

"Likewise," she replied, pulling him down to kiss her.

She reached her hand around behind him to grope his ass as he pushed his tongue between her lips.

"You fucked Autumn so hard," she said. "It felt incredible."

Tim broke their kiss to look at her quizzically.

"Hecate and Artemis and I watched -- and felt -- everything. We were inside Autumn, feeling everything with her. She loved it, Tim. It hurt her so bad, and she wanted more."

Tim sighed happily.

"I'm glad. I was scared a little. It was really hot when her mom slapped her. It made me think of Persephone and Hades."

"Do you want to worship them now?" Melissa asked. "I would love to hurt for you, Tim. You're so strong and handsome."

Tim guided his cock into her vagina and shoved himself in forcefully. The feeling split her open. It was so forceful and demanding.

"Yes!" she gasped.

As he pulled back and thrust in again, he reached up to grope her breast. Her nipples were tight and hard, and he started pinching one between his fingers. It hurt, and Melissa arched her back.

"Bite it," she pleaded. "Gods it feels so good to hurt for you, Baby."

Tim leaned over and licked around her areola before taking her nipple between his teeth. As he fucked her, he started closing down on the supple flesh. It burned with a cold ache, sending a thrilling resonance down to her pussy.

"FUCK!" Melissa cried. She writhed under him. Her body wanted to get away from the pain, but she wouldn't let herself. She pulled his head down, pressing him to her chest.

"Slap them, Tim," she panted. "I want my tits to hurt tomorrow to remind me of sharing this time with you."

Tim brought his hand down on her other breast. She cried out at the sting. She moaned at the ache. He stopped biting her other nipple to slap it. The pain multiplied in her already aching nipple. She felt like she was on the brink of her climax.

He groped one breast harshly and with his other hand, slapped her face. Her head turned with the force of it. Her hair flew about and caught on her moisture of her mouth. He slapped her again, turning her head the other way. She shrieked with each blow. His forceful fucking in her cunt became more demanding.

"Yes!" she whimpered. "She felt so small under him, so weak and powerless. So fragile. So delicate. But instead of protecting his little treasure in her, he was abusing it.

"Aaaaghhhh!" she cried out. Tears filled her eyes as her pussy walls closed in on him, drenching him with the flood of her orgasm. She was too weak to speak. Too weak to do anything but moan in painful pleasure. She was at his mercy, and she loved it.

He slammed his hips into hers, grinding his pelvis against her clit with each impact. It was so forceful, she felt like he was trying to fuck her through the bed, to drive her straight through the mattress until she hit the floor.

When he came, he was silent. His mouth fixed in an "O" as his hips slammed her uncontrollably. The abandon of his climax was so primal and beautiful. She could barely breathe herself as she watched him gasp for air.

When he finally collapsed on her, all they could do was pant. Their bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat. Her pussy ached from the pounding. Her skin was burning from the fierce impacts. She was so ruined, and it felt perfect.

His body pressed her down, and she felt his breathing change. Soon the soft sounds of snoring filled her ears, and she knew he'd fallen asleep on top of her -- inside of her. She wrapped her arms around him. She loved him. It made her heart swell to be his mattress right now. She was so spent herself that she quickly slipped away into sleep to follow him.

---

Moonlight poured in through Tim's bedroom window, lighting upon Melissa's brow as she slept. Tim was no longer on top of her, but snuggled up behind her, spooning her. She barely registered the change as she slipped back into sleep. In her dream, she saw the Moon descending from the sky, growing larger as it dropped until touched the treetops. She was calling to it, drawing it down, beckoning.

"Hurry, Artemis!" Melissa cried out in her dream. "His rod is hard, and he wants you."

A bleat rang out in the forest, followed by the lilting tune of a reed flute.

"He sings for you. It's a song of his lust for you," she called.

As the Moon alighted on the top of the tree, Melissa saw that it was Artemis, clad in white, radiating with soft light. Easily she stepped down to the earth from the top of the trees to stand beside Melissa.

"Take my bow and my arrows," the goddess pleaded, looking over her shoulder nervously. "He may break them in the heat of his passion."

Artemis turned to Melissa. She saw that the goddess's cheeks were rosy, in contrast with her radiant, white skin. Melissa clutched the weapon to her chest as Artemis leaned in to kiss her in thanks.

"I'm afraid," the goddess whispered.

"It's okay," Melissa reassured her. "It will hurt but only for a while. Then it will feel overwhelmingly wonderful."

"He's a beast, though," Artemis said, trembling as she looked to the forest with dread.

"Trust me when I say that being taken by a beast is incredible," Melissa replied.

"I can't!" Artemis gasped, and she ran into the forest.

Melissa heard the goddess shriek in fear. Then the woods echoed with Pan's bleat. Then another shriek, further off. He was chasing her, but she would not be caught.

---

Melissa woke with a start as a shadow moved across across her face, blocking the light. She saw the flutter of a white dress move past the window. Then the sound of hooves galloping followed by a scream.

Her heart was racing. She got up from the bed to look out the window. A wooden bow lay on the ground and next to it, a quiver of arrows fletched with white goose feathers.

"What I dreamt is true," Melissa muttered.

She threw up the sash and crawled out into the night, still naked. The air was colder, and it made her nipples harden. She pinched them as she closed her eyes and breathed in the sliver light of the moon, now high in the sky.

Another shriek cut through the night. It came from the woods. Melissa stooped to pick up the bow and arrows. She knew that Artemis had left them for her, entrusted them to her. She slung the quiver over one shoulder and, holding the bow in her hand, took off toward the tree line.

"NO!" Artemis's cry rang out.

"YES!" Pan's gravelly voice echoed.

Still running, still chasing, Melissa heard them circling the woods. She stepped into the darkness of the trees, walking gingerly in her bare feet. The cold made her skin more sensitive. She pressed on until she came to a clearing where the grass grew less than knee high. As she stood there, listening for the chase, Artemis charged into the clearing.

"Help me," the goddess cried, taking Melissa by the shoulders.

Her eyes were wide with fear. Her heart was pounding so hard that Melissa could hear it.

"How can I?" Melissa asked.

"I will run from him forever if I'm not restrained. You must bind me to the earth or I'll remain a virgin forever."

Melissa looked around for some sort of vine to tie the goddess with.

"No," Artemis said, touching the bow in Melissa's hand. "Drive arrows through my hands and feet. Pin me to the ground. Make me a sacrifice to his lust."

Artemis lay down in the middle of the clearing. Melissa drew an arrow from the quiver with trembling fingers. She fumbled, trying to nock the arrow into the string.

"Yes," Artemis whispered. "I'm ready."

Melissa drew back the bowstring, her arms shaking. There was no part of her that believed that she could strike her mark. But she also knew that this was magic and that it would work. Looking down the shaft, she drew it on Artemis's hand. She held the string to her cheek and then let her fingers slip. The shaft flew, finding its mark, piercing the goddess.

Artemis cried out as the arrowhead shot through her palm. The shaft wiggled as it stuck out of her. Melissa's heart felt like it was going to explode.

"Oh, Artemis!" she cried, empathizing with the goddess's pain.

"Continue," the goddess groaned. "Please."

Melissa drew another arrow. She understood now that it would find its mark. She let it fly. Then another and another. When she dropped the bow to her side, she saw Artemis pinned down with a shaft through each limb. Hearing the crunch of leaves grow closer, she knew there was not much time. She set down the weapons and ran to the goddess.

Kneeling between Artemis's spread thighs, Melissa pushed the goddess's skirt up to her waist. Then she leaned over and ripped open Artemis's tunic. The goddess's breast gleamed white in the moonlight. Her hard, pink nipples stood like sentries atop their mountain posts. She could smell the sex between the goddess's legs. It smelled like rain falling on dead leaves and sinking into the ground to make new seeds sprout.

"Thank you," Artemis whispered, grimacing at the pain in her limbs. "Stay, I beg you. Watch him mount me. Bear witness to the loss of my virginity."

Melissa smiled as she leaned over Artemis and kissed her.

"Gladly," she said.

Just then Pan crashed through the trees into the clearing. Melissa tumbled away from Artemis and scrambled to the edge, finding the bow and quiver to make sure they were safe.

"What have you prepared for me, Priestess of the Chthonic?" Pan asked, circling around Artemis's body.

The smell of musk and goat and man assaulted Melissa's nostrils. She was torn between the desire to run out of fear and the desire to throw herself at him. Her heart thudded against her ribs and rose up into her throat. She felt sweat beading up on her brow. She was in a panic.

Pan. Panic. The word belongs to him, she thought.

"The Moon," Melissa croaked. She cleared her throat and stood tall, despite the trembling in her knees. She pulled her shoulders back and thrust her bare breasts at the god. "I've brought you the Moon, my lord."

Glancing down, she saw Pan's phallus. He saw her gaze and took his member into his hand and slowly stroked it as he watched her. It was impossibly large, as big as his forearm. The skin of his shaft was browned by the sun, but the head was pink -- almost red -- as if it was angry. It sprang forth from between his legs -- the legs of a goat, all covered in scraggly fur. But his goat form ended at his hips. Above that, his body was that of a man, fit and taut and lean. His abdomen was rippled with muscles and covered in thick hair. His pects were well-defined, though not overly large. His arms were as hairy as his chest and belly, and his bicep flexed as she stroked his impossibly long and thick cock. He smiled at her from behind his scraggly, black beard, and his blue eyes twinkled as he did. Atop his head of wild, black hair, two horns grew, curving around the sides of his head like those of a ram.

"You have drawn down the Moon for me," he said, stepping towards her, his cloven hooves crunching in the leaves on the forest floor.

"Yes, my god," Melissa whispered, "drawn her down and pinned her to the earth for your pleasure."

Pan glanced over at Artemis's body, spread wide and held in place by the arrows. His gazed moved up her creamy thighs to her black bush, then up to her white, swollen breasts before alighting on her face.

"The great prude Artemis," he laughed. His voice was raspy, and his laughter was cheerful. "How is it that the renowned virgin finds herself at the mercy of my meat?"

"Hecate showed her the way of pleasure, my lord," Melissa explained. "Artemis has felt the delightful pain of deflowering through the experience of one of my congregants."

Pan looked back down between Artemis's thighs.

"Her purse is glistening. Has the chase prepared you for me? The huntress has been hunted, and when caught she is wet."

"Yes, Pan," Artemis panted. "My pussy is warm and wet at the thought of receiving you."

Pan looked back at Melissa. "And you, priestess?" he asked. "How fares your cunt?"

Melissa began panting as she smelled his musk. She looked from his throbbing cock into his deep blue eyes.

"My cunt is drenched for you, God," she answered truthfully.

"Would you worship me with your body?" Pan asked, casting her a wry and crooked smile.

"Gladly," Melissa replied.

"You are wet," he said, "but not wet enough. Drink from my fountain with me."

Pan's cock began to spurt a stream of hot, golden piss. It steamed as it arched up from his large cock and splattered on the leaves on the ground. He angled it up, shooting the stream higher until the stream was close to his body. Then he thrust out his tongue and lapped at it, drinking his own piss as if from a water fountain.

He angled his cock back outward toward Melissa, and she rushed over to drink the god's piss. She threw herself down on her knees before him with her mouth open, and he sprayed his urine into her face. She closed her eyes and moved her mouth to receive it, gulping down mouthful after mouthful of his hot stream. It was bitter and salty. It tasted like one would expect the piss of a goat to taste, but she loved it and swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his piss. When she closed her mouth to swallow, the sensation of it washing over her face, bathing her in his golden shower made her feel so delightfully disgusting. She was debasing herself before a god, and it felt incredible. Pan laughed as he watched the mortal drink and shower in his stream.

When his urination ended, Melissa opened her eyes and blinked through the droplets of yellow hanging from her eyelashes.

"Thank you, my lord. I revel in serving as your latrine," she said, smiling up at him.

"You look pretty all wet," Pan said. "I will use your cunt to prepare my cock for raping the huntress."

"Yes, my king," Melissa panted, looking up at his erect phallus. "But I would love it if you used mouth before using my cunt."

Pan growled his satisfaction as he held his massive dick out to the human. Melissa crawled closer and then knelt at his hooves. She took his giant rod in both hands and stroked him as she looked up into his deep, blue eyes. She stuck out her tongue and licked up his shaft from the base to the head, moaning at the salty taste of his veiny dick skin. His member seemed to throb with power almost as if it were vibrating with manliness. No, godliness, she corrected her thoughts.

"Suck the head, mortal," Pan ordered. "I want to feel the pleasure your hot mouth can give me."

Melissa trembled in fear at the thought of trying to stretch her mouth over his massive head. It would be like a man shoving a closed fist into her mouth. She knew it would stretch her jaw and lips most painfully, but as she thought about it, she realized how much she wanted to experience pain for him. She looked up as she opened her mouth wide and guided his head to her.

Artemis lifted her head to watch the human take the god's cock. She gasped as she watched Melissa's jaw stretch to receive it. It didn't seem possible, but Artemis knew that Pan's cock was imbued with magic that made it possible for Melissa's mouth to be filled without the log of his member ripping her jaw off. The sight of the human submitting to the King of the Wild made her pussy even wetter.

Melissa whimpered in pain as Pan shoved himself into her mouth. She thought she was going to be split open, and it filled her with panic. Panic, she thought again. I wonder whether the very act of panic is a form of worship to him. She let herself be carried away on the fear. She embraced it. If it killed her, so be it. She was a priestess. She served the gods. If she died in the act of serving them, then it would simply make her service all the more meaningful.

"Yes, take it!" Pan cried out as he felt her mouth envelop his cock. He didn't stop at getting the head past her lips. He continued shoving himself in and watching in wonder as she willingly offered her mouth to him.

"I have never felt a mortal sacrifice herself to me this way before," he said. "I have taken many cunts, but never has a human willingly taken my cock so deeply into her mouth."

The pride Melissa felt caused her pussy to drip. She wanted to be the best supplicant Pan ever knew. She started pushing against him, taking him even deeper until she felt him pushing against the back of her throat. She swallowed her fear and pushed even more, feeling him stretch her throat in painful agony. Tears filled her eyes as she looked up at him. His lust overtook him at her dedication and the tight pressure of her throat on his cockhead. He put his hands on the back of her head and pushed her down even more.

She had never felt more filled. He must be even bigger than Cernunnos, she mused. There was no way for her to breathe as he started thrusting into her. Even the skin of her neck felt stretched out as his cock made her throat bulge over and over. Then finally, he grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head off of him. She gasped for air, desperate to breathe. But once she'd filled her lungs, she opened her mouth to him again, ready to be used some more.

Pan laughed with a roar as she sat there offering her mouth and throat to him again.

"Your dedication is astounding, mortal," Pan said, smiling down at her. "But I would have your cunt now. Lie on your goddess face-to-face so that she may watch in your eyes the pain and pleasure my cock will bring you."

Melissa didn't hesitate to take her place on top of Artemis. Her breasts pressed into the goddess's. Their faces met. It felt so incredibly intimate to look into her eyes as she waited for Pan to ravage her pussy.

She didn't have to wait long. She heard his hooves crunching the leaves as he approached their bodies. She heard him grunt as he bent over her. She felt his warm member pushing at her hole, ready to invade her.

"Your cunt is wet, mortal," Pan's gravelly voice rumbled. "Your arousal will serve you well when I stretch you out beyond what you ever knew you could handle."

Melissa's pussy gushed even more at his words. She felt him rub his cockhead up and down her slit, minging his own pre-cum with her grool. She watched Artemis's eyes move in expectation. She could see the goddess's fear.

"Are you not afraid, Melissa?" Artemis asked.

"Of course," she replied. "But my fear is held at bay by my lust."

"His rod will surely hurt you," Artemis whispered.

"Oh yes," Melissa smiled. "It will rip me apart and ruin me."

As if on cue, Pan started pushing himself into her cunt. Melissa's brow furrowed at the uncomfortable stretching. She held onto Artemis's pinned arms to steady herself against the god's pressure. Her mouth opened in an "O" of agony as she felt her cunt give way to his enormity. She closed her eyes at the pain and felt the tears leak out to drip down onto Artemis's face.

"FUCK!" Melissa cried out.

Pan chuckled behind her.

"Your tightness thrills me, human," he growled.

He took ahold of her by the hips. His large, manly, calloused hands felt rough and warm on Melissa's skin. He curled his fingers into her protruding hip bones to steady himself. With his pelvis, he pushed into her, and with his hands, he pulled her against him.

She cried out, screamed at the excruciating pain that shot through her most delicate and vulnerable place, but Pan did not relent. Eventually, she felt him -- all of him -- inside of her. She opened her eyes and looked down at Artemis who searched her face in fear.

"Oh my god!" Melissa panted. "He's so big! The pain is incredible. I love it!"

Melissa looked over her shoulder at the god.

"Ruin me, Lord! Use me! My pussy is yours to destroy," she cried.

Pan grunted in acknowledgement before he slid out to the base of his head and shoved into her again. Melissa shrieked at the pain, but she felt her pussy getting even wetter. The torture of it made her feel like the slut she knew herself to be. The pain put her in her place. She was a cunt to be used to bring pleasure. She embraced her role. Pan thrust hard into her time and again, and her body shuddered with each pounding.

"You weep in pain, but I feel your cunt dripping onto me," Artemis mused.

"It hurts so good," Melissa replied.

When Pan pulled his cock from her completely, Melissa felt so terribly empty.

"Please, God!" she cried. "Use me. I need your holy dick so bad!"

"I have had my fill of you, mortal," he replied. "I would have the goddess's maidenhead now."

Melissa watched the fear overwhelm Artemis's face. Her nostrils flared as her brow furrowed. She shook her head from side to side and pulled against the arrows piercing her hands and feet.

"Shhhh," Melissa quieted the goddess. She reached up and brushed a tendril of hair away from Artemis's face. "It's time. Let him take you. Let him open you. Do this now, and you will feel Orion inside of you soon enough."

Tears dripped from the corners of Artemis's eyes. She nodded as she squinted them shut, pushing more tears out.

"A human could never open my hymen," she agreed. "Do it, Pan! Take me!"

Artemis gasped as she felt the monstrous cock pressing against her labia. He rubbed his head up and down, smearing Melissa's grool onto the goddess's pussy lips. Melissa leaked out even more of her own juices onto Artemis's pussy. The goddess moaned as Pan teased her. Then he started pushing himself between her labia, spreading them with his massive glans.

"OH! OWWWW!" Artemis cried out as she felt him stretching her.

"Yes," Melissa crooned. "He's going to stretch you so wide. It's going to burn. Give into the pain. Make the torment of your pussy an offering to him."

Melissa started kissing Artemis. She trailed from her lips down her jaw to nibble at the goddess's neck as Pan continued to fill her ever so slowly. Eventually he hit the resistance of her hymen, and Melissa heard him grunt in frustration. Then he growled as he pulled back and shoved into her with all of his mighty force.

Artemis's cry shook the forest. Birds took flight from their nightly roosts. Deer leapt up from their beds in the leaves and grasses to run in terror -- to run in panic.

"Silence her," Pan ordered Melissa.

She looked into the goddess's eyes as she put her hand over Artemis's mouth. Melissa was panting with her own arousal at the feeling of Artemis's body moving under her. Taking part in the goddess's rape by covering her mouth while Pan assaulted her made her feel so powerful, so complicit. Artemis moaned against Melissa's hand as Pan thrust into her. She felt Artemis's body move with each pistoning of his humongous cock.

"Take him," Melissa whispered as Artemis groaned. "Hurt for him. Your pussy only exists for his pleasure right now. He's not going to stop until he cums in you and claims you as his conquest."

Melissa felt Artemis start to relax under her, but occasionally the goddess's legs would tremble with uncontrollable spasms of pain. This was no cheerful deflowering. This was the most violent rape of a cunt Melissa had ever witnessed, and it turned her on so much.

"You're his pussy now. His cock owns you," she said, looking into the goddess's eyes.

Eventually, she felt Artemis's hips start to squirm, and then there was the unmistakable upward thrust of her pelvis.

"Yes, you feel it!" Melissa cried.

She took her hand off Artemis's mouth.

"OH GOD!" Artemis cried. "Fuck me, God! Use me!"

Pan needed no encouragement. He felt the moisture she produced for him and knew that her body had betrayed her, giving into his assault even before she had embraced it with her mind.

"Long have I sought the pleasure of your purse," Pan growled. "Now you are mine, Artemis. Say it! Declare your lust for me."

"Oh, Pan!" she moaned. "Yes! I am yours to fuck. Take me, God. Rape me! I hurt for you. I burn for you!"

Melissa was so turned on by this declaration of submission that she kissed Artemis. She slipped her tongue between the goddess's lips and tasted her wantonness. She cradled Artemis's head in her hands as she made love to her.

"Oh, Artemis! You are the first goddess I ever worshipped. I love you!"

"Melissa!" Artemis moaned. "You have opened me up to a new world. AHHH! I am forever in your debt. OH YES!"

Pan's grunts and thrust increased in pace as the mortal and the goddess kissed beneath him. He ogled Melissa's pussy as he fucked Artemis's cunt. Her pink labia, enwreathed in a bush of dark brown, enticed him. He shoved a finger into her, making her gasp against Artemis's lips.

"Oh FUCK! Yes, my god!" she cried as his fingers explored her wet hole. He shoved three large, rough digits into her sloppy crevice and penetrated her. She was suddenly lost in ecstasy as he found her special spot inside and began to torment her with pressure against it.

"FUCK! YES! GOD! MORE!" Melissa cried out.

His fingers ravaged her, fucking her with as much abandon as his cock inside Artemis.

"MY GOD MY GOD MY GOD!!!!" she screamed as she felt herself explode. A surge of moisture gushed from her hole, drenching Pan's cock and leaking down onto Artemis's pussy. The sight of the mortal helplessly lost in the pleasure he brought her, squirting her juices on him drove him toward his ecstasy.

Artemis watched the agony of pleasure play across Melissa's face. She felt her own emotional release approaching. She thrust back against Pan's cock. Struggling as best as she could, bound and pressed down by Melissa's body, to fuck him back.

Pan's erection was hitting her in all the right spots. She panted as he used her with abandon. The burning had transformed into an itch that she longed to satisfy. Somehow her body knew that the only way to satisfy it was to fuck. She arched her back, lifting her hips.

Melissa sensed that Artemis was close, and she wanted to help the goddess get there. She turned around on Artemis's body and started licking the goddess's clitoris.

"YES!" Artemis cried. "MORE! FUCK! YEEESSSSSS!!!!!"

Pan roared as he released his load into her. Melissa saw his cock swell and pulse with each ejaculation into the newly deflowered pussy. The way it throbbed made her hunger for its cum, but she didn't dare interrupt the god's orgasm to beg for it yet. In short order, however, her desire was met as Pan pulled out of Artemis and pushed himself into her mouth, shooting his last few squirts into her.

Melissa was astounded at the taste of the god's cum. It was like mushrooms growing in a cave and venison roasting on a fire. She moaned with pleasure as she swallowed it and sucked it from his rod. She put both hands on him, masturbating him as she held his head in her mouth, stretched as wide as she could go.

She also tasted blood, and she knew that it was Artemis's hymen. The thought of licking up a goddess's maidenhood took her over the edge again, and she started cumming as she struggled to keep his head in her mouth. She didn't want to waste one single drop of his semen. She was amazed that his erection did not deflate, and she started stroking him faster and sucking him harder in the hopes of tasting another load of his cum.

Her ministrations must have had an effect because Pan pulled his cock away from her and hit her in the face with it. As the massive dick struck her, she saw stars and fell over off of Artemis's body. Pan pounced on her, spreading her thighs and driving his cock into her so quickly it made her scream. He pinned her down as he fucked her pussy with rapid thrusts. She wrapped her legs around him. joyful to be used by his glorious, throbbing, wild member.

"Yes, Pan! Oh, my god! I worship you!" she cried.

Pan didn't speak. He only made guttural noises as he hammered into her. She looked up into his blue eyes and reached up to fondle his curling horns. She took ahold of them and pulled his bearded mouth down to hers. When she felt him shove his tongue into her, she exploded. He was taking her forcefully from both ends, ravaging her, and she loved it. She moaned as she sucked his tongue. His hands groped her breasts, and he squeezed them mercilessly as he pounded her.

"I'm cumming, Lord," she whimpered. She had no more strength as her orgasm overtook her. "Please cum in me." She looked up at him weakly, and her fragility, her willingness to be broken and destroyed by him moved him.

His ejaculation was so forceful that it actually swelled her belly. Each squirt of the god's cum into her made her gasp and writhe. It was so hot that it burned her. It was the most torturous and satisfying sensation she'd ever felt. She knew this must be what the earth felt like in the midst of the most terrible storm: assaulted, beaten, drenched, and quenched.

Her body sprawled out on the ground as Pan removed himself from her. His dick was finally spent and hung like a piece of swinging meat between his goat legs.

"Thank you, God," she said, looking up at him weakly.

As he walked away, she felt his cum pouring out of her in gobs. She cupped her hands under her pussy to try to catch it. It filled her cupped hands, and she brought them to her mouth to drink. The hot, milky froth was so bitter and sour and salty as it slid across her tongue and down her throat. The flavor reminded her of an oak log burning on a stone hearth.

As she gulped it down, she heard Artemis whimper "Please" next to her.

Melissa realized she'd been greedy and offered the god's seed to her, pouring it into her open mouth, watching it cascade slowly over the goddess's ruby lips to slide over her tongue.

"Take the cum from my pussy and rub it on the shafts that pin me to the earth," Artemis begged.

Melissa complied with the strange request. She knew better than to question the magic of gods and goddesses. She felt the shafts grow hot in her hands as she rubbed the cum on them.

"Now fetch my bow and quiver. Promise me to keep them safe."

"I promise," Melissa said.

She turned to crawl over to the place where the goddess's weapons lay on the ground. She picked them up, and when she turned back, Artemis was gone. The four shafts still stuck in the ground, but they were now budding like little trees. In the middle of the shafts, where Pan's cum had leaked from Artemis's pussy, a single white lily bloomed.

Melissa threw herself down on the forest floor by the flower and bent down to kiss it. As she did, she felt the child in her belly stir. She put her hand on it and felt her little girl writhe inside.

"Did the god's cum reach you, little one?" she asked as she felt the baby move. "You've been blessed with Pan's seed. You will be a wild child, I'm sure. My daughter, you will be the queen of the forest and consort with any god you want. And they will all want you."