Sacrifice

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Double Penetration

The High Priestess fastened the belt on the youngling’s ritual robe. She let her pupil bring the dedicated dagger on a gold-ornate cushion and hooked it into the holster.She mumbled the re-run of the ritual for the umpteenth time with her innate verbose opulence, using grandiose-sounding words like ‘perihelion’, ‘solstice’, ‘borealis’ yadda-yadda-yadda. It was clear from her clinical tone that she had given the speech to many a candidate in her long regency as the Grandmistress of The Order. Not even the fact that this year, her son was chosen to sacrifice his twentieth revolution around the sun for the survival of his tribe seemed to shake her.“Yes, Mom,” he whined, “I’ve been through the ritual with Adeline a gazillion times.” The last addition with a suggestive teenage smirk: “In and out.”Rolling her eyes, the High Priestess chided her boy. “Son, we’ve been over this just how many times? Adeline is supposed to be a virgin sacrifice. Gods don’t take sloppy seconds.” She rubbed her temples. “And where do you think I’m supposed to get a replacement from?”“As if she was still a virgin when we started dating…” Samuel retorted, visibly bored by his mother’s predictable outburst. “And two years ago? It didn’t seem to matter that Christie was the village bicycle!”Her shocked glance fixed Sam’s half-closed eyes that radiated juvenile arrogance.“Oh, don’t act like you didn’t know. Or where did you think dad snuck off to at impossible hours?” He waited for her expression to turn to anger, to confusion, to sadness until she held her breath and calmed herself down as she had learned in her extensive counseling sessions against her emotional meltdowns. “And how come only the girls need to be virgins, huh? Come on, that’s just sexist. I can’t believe my own mom just made up those rules. I mean, like…”His rant trailed off as he noticed his mother’s thousand-yard stare and her wide-agape mouth. Her jaw seemed to tremble from desperately searching for the right words—or just any word.“D-t-th…” she tried. “Th-The poor crops? The famine? The stock market crash? The inflation? It was all her fault?”“Mom…” Samuel threw his hands bahis şirketleri up and rolled his eyes in disbelief. “The crops were a direct consequence of climate change and pesticide-poisoned soils, duh! But you useless zoomers wouldn’t understand. And who cares about the stock market except for a handful of old rich men? This is so typically millenial!”She slapped her son hard enough for the sharp sound to reverberate in the grand preparation hall.“Foolish boy! Of course, it was God’s work!”“Because what? Once the old bearded dude vacated his position, his ‘evil twin’ [finger quotation marks] took over the divine throne? As if his predecessor had been any better. Hypocrite to the bone and benevolent my sorry ass. Only because rip-off Cthulhu here punishes all of humanity for their puny existence and hubris and not just non-Aryans doesn’t mean he’s evil. He’s just not a white supremacist like his brother was but just a plain misanthropist. You ask me, that’s fair… a tad communist, but fair. You’re just personally insulted that you’re not as filthy rich and bathing in luxury as us white people used to.”The High Priestess was bristling with anger from her son’s unfiltered speech. She would have loved to just swat the arrogant insolence out of her bratty son’s buttocks like in her pre-counseling days. She had learned to put up a solid mask to hide her impulsive rage but inside, she was happy to be able to dispose of her impossible brood and this dumb bitch of a girlfriend of his with him. For all she cared, the divine intervention could very well just purge her entire family—or the entire planet, for that matter. If she didn’t get to be ‘filthy rich and bathing in luxury’, no one did.“Where’s Adeline when you need her?” she huffed under her breath, checking her wristwatch, her default-discontent-mother-in-law instinct kicking in and putting her mind on resting-bitchface-mode.The door to the hall flung open and in stepped the girl in question, her practically inexistent ritual garments bearing more resemblance with a high-level female warrior armor in male-oriented video games than actually protecting anything. The bahis firmaları High Priestess sourly observed the enticing jiggling of the girl’s feminine assets. Her obvious jealousy of the seductive curves her son got to drool over daily filled the room with a thick and deafening silence.“About time the… [exaggerated pause to find a diplomatic surrogate for ‘cheap whore’] …female part of the ritual arrived,” she hissed.“Well, then,” she barely managed through gritted teeth. “You know what you have to do and if God is not pleased with you, I’ll kill both of you myself.”“Yay, we’ll die anyway, no matter the outcome,” Samuel shot back, voice dripping with sarcasm but unheard by his mother who was already at the back door which she, despite its considerable weight, managed to slam shut, making the entire hall quake.“What was all that about?” asked Adeline before she threw herself at her lover, squishing her bust against his chest.“Oh, just one of her outbursts again,” he sighed. “All that pseudo-idol mumbo-jumbo gets her pretty upset every year. And now she’s just learned that dad took no shame in sticking his wiener up every hole this Christie had to offer during her three-month ritual training two years ago. She seriously believes in that crap. I mean, I just signed up to fuck you silly outdoors.”“And what if they had found an actual virgin instead of me?” Adeline inquired.“I would have asked you first and stepped back from it if you’d said no,” he replied, too well-rehearsed to be believable, not even trying to look her in the eye.“Oh, why did I even ask?” she rhetorically shot back before attempting to give her best impression of the High Priestess’ exit.“And you? Didn’t you just get eaten by mom’s servant? The cute girl who’s just turned seventeen?” Samuel countered, making Adeline backpedal and slowly pivot back on her heel, face glaring red. Sam chuckled self-contently. “Thought as much. So who’s the actual cheater here?”Protectively, Adeline held her right upper arm with her left hand and buried her flushed face between her shoulders.“Oh, don’t give me that. We both know I’m no saint either. I might not have kaçak bahis siteleri helped dad make your older sister his personal cum-bucket but I must admit that I wouldn’t mind sticking it in this pupil of mother’s.” He paused to look at his girlfriend with a dirty leer on his lips, obviously enjoying his little moment of leverage. “I think, technically, she’s still a virgin, isn’t she? So if this self-proclaimed God pervo so desperately needs one, let’s take her with us, yes?”In her traditional robes, Maddie had the looks of an altar boy rather than a young woman on the verge of being deflowered to praise a malevolent deity. Her face was blushed with embarrassment as Adeline led her to the great hall by her hand. “Found her texting with her boyfriend,” Adeline announced.Samuel frowned upon the dreaded b-word but brushed it off just as quickly. He looked at her and cupped her face to land a soft kiss on her lips.“She tastes of you, babe,” he contently stated. “The little slut didn’t even have the decency to wash her face,” to which, in shame, she sought Adeline’s gaze for support.Suddenly, she cramped up as though an electric jolt was running through her spine and then tried her best to keep a straight face despite the crimson abashment that slowly spread over her neck and chest, accompanied by an almost inaudible buzzing noise.Grinning, Sam knelt in front of her, placed his hand on her calf and slowly slid it up toward her crotch, her eyes captured by his intense, knowing gaze. Her eyes begged forgiveness rather than reluctance over the intimate intrusion. His, however, lit up as he found what he had suspected and extracted it from her overflowing pussy—a remote-controlled vibrator.Triumphantly, he stood up, still looking into her eyes that followed his every move with sheepish shame. He smelled the toy, then licked her secretions off it.“Love me the taste of a virgin,” he commented.“I-I-I really am a virgin,” she explained, apologetically, voice cracking. “W-we didn’t have s-s-sex yet. This is j-just to… uh… ease the pain on our first time.”He stepped closer to her and put his free hand on her neck, applying gentle pressure on her windpipe and making her look up at him. The flash of pure lust in her eyes in combination with her full lips nearly made him lose control. Instead, he kissed her deeply, savoring Adeline’s taste on her once more.

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