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Eclipse - 6.Transmission Part 3
Mantle: A Scriptural metaphor (symbol) for a calling, ministry, anointing, and, when applicable - office, given to individuals by God. A mantle can also be represented as a physical cloak. In Eclipse the mantle of Pleasure Prime will be transmitted by the sacred anointing and later confirmed by the adornment and fitting of the sacred erotic loincloth on the dual bearers of the high office.
In Attica, The Mantle of Pleasure Prime carries select and limited powers. The bearer of the Mantle can withstand torture, he can endure long and excessive bouts of orgasmic energy. He must be able to entertain and feed his captors his pleasure for long and excessive periods of sexual servitude.
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Previously
Jonson and Tye have been taken to a giant amphitheatre where they have been tied to sacred pleasure inducing Zorah Stones to become the next Pleasure Prime Boi Rahs of Attica. They have been positioned between the stretched legs of the retiring Pleasure Primes who have been tied to Milking Altars, spreadeagled and helpless. The Transmission rites will be spoken and the sacred Pleasure Prime semen, extracted from the retiring Pleasure Primes; Casey and Fin’s extracted cum will be used to anoint Jonson and Tye as the latest, most handsome, most erotic Pleasure Primes of Attica yet!
Using sacred sexual artifacts; the Golden Phaluses, the High Priest has spoken the pleasure rites causing Jonson and Tye to be bonded in a powerful sexual union with the the retiring Pleasure Primes.
Zephir the High Priest and Tzofira the Scout of Attica are working together to ensure the Transmission from Casey and Fin to Jonson and Tye is performed according to Attican traditions.
Also, around the edges of the fire pit and facing the horny crowd attending the Transmission Rites ceremony, The Five erotic young warriors, captured enemies of the Temple and its allies, have been positioned in presentation frames, spreadeagled and helpless. They are on show to the horny crowd, and their virile bodies are being worshipped by specially selected attendant priests. These beautiful warriors will be milked as part of the Transmission ceremony.
On the stage preparing to Milk the Retiring Pleasure Primes so that their semen extracts can be be used to anoint the new Pleasure Prime candidates - Jonson and Tye.
The bond of pleasure had been achieved; Jonson was tuned to every nuance, every inflection of Fin’s pleasure experience. Likewise, Tye was locked into Casey’s pleasure experience. Tzofira, the puppeteer; worked the Golden Phallus with care and precision, knowing the pleasure rites had been spoken; they had created a magnificent bond. The Phallus was controlling Casey and Fin’s final journey on the pleasure road to orgasm and Tzofira was going to enjoy watching the four Earthmen writhe in response to his manipulation of the Phallus.
“There is a saying on earth, ‘It’s not the destination but how you get there’ “Tzofira quipped with a huge smile upon his face as he manipulated the long shaft of the Golden Phallus watching the four men, under its control and coercion react and writhe in enjoyment.
“Your orgasm will be super delicious, you Earthlings respond to pleasure so well, but right now you will really enjoy this journey! Ha, ha, ha.” He gently licked the under edges of the Phalluses’ golden head as he enjoyed watching his bound sex toys respond, he loved the way his new candidates drooled from both their handsome mouths and oozed from their handsome and impressive man bulges.
Fin was ready to burst, his chest was filled with erotic power, his screams seemed to be sucked right out of him into the salacious atmosphere, he could see his penis throbbing, the lips to his glans oozing precum, then spurting out onto his body and his face, the throbbing was becoming torturous, he could feel his penis was ready to explode. His bonds held his thrashing and twisting body with ease and when the sprays of pre-cum abated now and then and when his vision would allow him, he could see the blonde new guy screaming in delight too. They were connected. and their connection resulted in their screams of delight harmonising with the raging ebbs and flows of tight pleasure.
Gah, what is this magic Jonson thought as he watched Tzofira masturbating the Golden Phallus. Jonson could feel every manipulation of the Phallus as if Tzofira had his hand inside his thong pouch and was squeezing and manipulating his raging hard penis. Jonson looked down at his bulging pouch, the head of his tumultuously excited penis was sticking up past the elastic tie waist of the drenched little garment. He could see his juices bubbling up and out of his cock head and oozing down over the straining bulge. He could see Fin’s delicious naked body striving, tied down supine; spreadeagled, like the guy in front of Tye.
“Time for you to ejaculate boys!” Tzofira said looking at Casey and then at Fin. “Zephir will collect your semen offerings; the holy cum of the anointing!”
Tzofira licked the Phallus, and all four Earthmen screamed in delight, in unison, he then turned to Jonson and Tye.
“You will experience the climax, gentlemen, but you will not spill your sacred elixirs yet. But do enjoy a taste of what your lives have now become! The fonts of pleasure food, the food of the Gods, the food and very sustenance of Danteros! But your pleasure must be tuned, primed and prepared before you can spill your cum as an offering!
“Fuck you!” Tye’s words were laboured and erotic, he couldn’t help it, every cell in his penis was screaming in pure majestic enjoyment, his body vibrating and thrusting with unbridled enjoyment. His penis was purring, and he looked across toward Jonson, Jonson had turned his head to the left, his beautiful blue eyes were staring back at Tye, his tongue extended, and his spittle drooled to the floor next to the glowing Zorah stone he was stretched tightly over.
Tye could see the outline of Jonson’s straining red thong. Jonson’s cock was full, long and meaty, the delicious head of his cock extended above the tied drawstring of Jonson’s thong. Tye could see Jonson’s body rippling in enjoyment. He spurted warm gooey pre-cum and watched as Jonson’s beautiful penis did the same, they were in a perfect and synchronous sexual bond.
Jonson and Tye’s attention were drawn forward toward the guys strapped down directly in front of them. Fin and Casey were thrusting their hips in violent and persistent responses to Tzofira’s grip on the erupting Golden Phallus.
Large screens around the huge outdoor amphitheatre provided the crowd with a close-up vision of what was occurring in the milking precinct of the huge stage. The crowd was flooded with vision; vision of The Five virile warriors being pleasured, of the Pleasure Prime milking on the sacred altars and the new Pleasure Prime candidates writhing on the Zorah Stones. The Transmission was providing an erotic explosion of sight, sound and excitement.
The Phallus had been mounted on a narrow altar, which arose from the dais between the four human sexual objects. It was mounted so that Tzofira could spin the holy implement in any direction he desired and use both hands or his mouth to manipulate the pleasure. It was controlling the four cavorting, helpless earthmen with ease. Their bodies joined in the pleasure field; in bonds tighter than their golden rope bonds holding them tightly in place; every squeeze, every lick, stroke, and caress of the sexual artifact, made all four erotic men shudder and strain in their magnificent bondage. Every emission from the lips of the Golden Phallus was being reproduced on the bodies of Casey, Fin, Jonson and Tye.
Zephir proudly watched as his Scout enjoyed the moment with the intensity and reverence it demanded. He approached Fin, between the captive’s straining, stretched legs. He allowed his long fingers to caress Fin’s sweaty taint, exploring the heat between Fin’s flexing muscular buttocks, teasing the softness of the moist skin of Fin’s anus. He continued tantalising Fin’s pucker, pushing carefully into the heat of Fin’s body, lowering his face to sniff the length of Fin’s throbbing and moist erection. His tongue joined in the tantalising activities of his fingers. Zephir licked the underside ridges of Fin’s raging cock head.
Jonson felt it too, every push of the High Priest’s finger into Fin’s heat was reproduced in graphic detail in Jonson’s anus. Jonson wanted the Phallus up his arse again, and the High Priest’s delicious actions were driving Jonson into a frenzy, he thrashed his head from side to side, spittle flying. Jonson’s penis spurted pre-cum, he felt it land on his left nipple. His body tingled in delight. Zephir was sucking on Fin’s cock! Jonson felt the warmth of the High Priest’s lips and tongue as if the man himself was eating him. As if his cock was being goaded into the next level of pleasure.
Fin screamed, as the next emission of pre-cum shot into Zephir’s mouth, he could feel the High Priest sucking it, drawing every drop of his sexual juices through his cock. Fin’s body vibrating, he noticed Tzofira watching and the Golden Phallus pointing at his body. Tzofira’s eyes darting between the Phallus and Fin’s erotic body, writhing in sheer ecstasy. He could hear ropes creaking as Jonson twisted and contorted his body in unison with Fin’s delicious reactions to the ministry of the sumptuous pleasure.
Zephir arose from his worship of Fin’s cock, his hands and face coated in Fin’s fluids. He pointed at Tzofira extending his arm and pointing at the Phallus.
“Begin the harvest!” He commanded his Scout.
“I crave their semen, Danteros will taste their decadence once more, I and Danteros are one!”
Both Zorah stones began to vibrate further, the pleasure energy filling Jonson and Tye’s chest cavities with an explosion of enjoyment, warm emissions from the Phallic carved heads of the Zorah Stones they were tied to were beginning to seep down the shafts, lubricating between Jonson and Tye’s writhing forms. They were tied tightly to the sacred and erotic stones, and their bodies slid and slipped as the Zorah juices became more plentiful.
Zephir approached Tye, he caressed Tye’s pecs, before placing his fingers in Tye’s open, drooling mouth.
“Taste the Pleasure Prime juices, we are harvesting their final crop. You will be the next Pleasure Prime, my beautiful young man. Har-V-est pleasure. Har-V-set juices sweet and salty. Holy sanctified juices.”
Zephir lowered to Tye’s golden performance thong bulge, licking Tye’s beauty, tasting the newest Pleasure Prime for the first time. Zephir’s eyes rolling back into his head as he tasted the length of Tye’s rock-hard erection, sucking the slimy and rich juices from the drenched fabric of the thong, feeling the throbbing penis the thong was dutifully stretching over. He then ascended the length of the erection, until his tongue felt flesh. He moaned in delight as he tasted Tye’s penis flesh, licking the head of Tye’s sumptuous penis as it poked through the top of his gold performance thong garment for the first time.
Zephir shuddered, he came inside his regal and ceremonial loincloth, but his dutiful attention to Tye’s magnificent penis was unaffected by the High Priest’s first orgasm of the rite’s ceremony. He reached down to his raging cock and collected his semen; he then wiped it on the head of Tye’s pre-cum spurting penis. Massaging the High priestly semen with Tye’s erotic emissions. Zephir then consumed every drop of erotic juice licking the purple head of Tye’s enraged penis over and over. His hands enjoying the tight golden thong straps as he gripped Tye’s hips.
Zephir looked up, ignoring Tye’s moans and cries of delight.
“Harvest the sacred semen, Scout! Bring on the holy Orgasm!” He hissed, as if in a trance, Tye’s juices dripping from Zephir’s gorging and feeding, oozing from Zephir’s face and mouth. Like a vampire feeding, Zephir was feeding, feeding the lust-filled deity, he was Danteros’ emissary.
Tzofira obeyed the demands of the High Priest; the very extension of Danteros had commanded the explosion of Pleasure Prime consummation. He gripped the Phallus, using a wad of Casey’s pe-cum, mixed with Jonson’s emissions as a lubricant, he lightly, but quickly, caressed the length of the Phallus, up the shaft and with several quick moves, he caressed the head of the spurting phallus in sharp targeted moves.
He repeated the process three times, and on the third, he felt the orgasm emulsify inside the holy implement, his fingers tingling, as he collected the Phallic juices, the next quick move of his grip on the Golden Phallus ignited the orgasm in Casey and Fin.
They screamed with unbridled abandon.
Their bodies straining upward from their Altars, their hips thrust forward; the meaty orgasm exploded into life.
Jonson was screaming in unison with Tye. He expected his penis to gush with cum. Fin was! Casey was too. But he and Tye, cried out in delight and more so in frustration. Their joint orgasm was dry, it was only pre-cum. They needed to propel semen like Casey and Fin were as the Pleasure Primes, thrashing on the Milking Altars in front of them were doing.
They hadn’t noticed but the fire pit was producing a phantasmagoria of golden sparkles and waves of violent magnetic energy from the solar generators. They rose through the up drafts of raging heat and sparkling into life way above the raging Amphitheatre, lighting up the expansive grounds of the temple, out into the edges of the Attican jungle at the border of the Temple grounds. The screams of the four Pleasure Primes rang through the hot humid air.
Danteros was pleased, he was feeding, enjoying his final taste of Casey and Fin; Boi Rah Din and Boi Rah Sagh’s final orgasmic harvest was as enjoyable as ever. But he craved new flavours of pleasure, Casey and Fin were now twenty-seven Earth years old, so Danteros demanded new flavours, fresh flavours of pleasure to gorge himself with, the deity enjoying the writhing bodies of Jonson and Tye too as they struggled and moaned on the Zorah Stones for the first time. This lustful pleasure-hungry God could only revel in the anticipation of Jonson and Tye’s Ascension to the holy roles of Pleasure harvest, anticipative of what delicacies these two new sanctified penis implements had in store for his enjoyment.
The orgasm was full and meaty, Fin’s bondage seemed to add to his enjoyment, the explosion of pure penile ecstasy that his body was experiencing was causing his fingers and toes to tingle, and his anus felt delicious as if a pleasure implement was inserted into his heaving body and was stimulating his prostate. The orgasmic level pleasure was changing its nature every twenty seconds or so, it became tight and spicy before transforming into a soft and velvety wrap, but it was impulsive and invasive. It was like a sea of deliciousness exploding inside his raging hard-on, internal fireworks tingling throughout his cock, tearing away at his sanity. He screamed several times throughout the 15-minute-long climactic ordeal. His body was covered in hot semen. He could see the lips of his penis, seem to open and close as each wave of the cum-flow exploded out of his pleasure-ravaged body.
At the end, he slumped back onto the Altar, Fin could see Casey slumped as well. They both had streams of semen, running over their bodies, seeping down onto their slippery stone X-shaped altars. Fin could barely lift his head, but he had to make sure the new guys had survived the cavalcade of pleasure that had just nearly ripped them all apart. He could see Jonson and Tye, slumped backward on their Zorah Stones, their hips slowly maneuvering upward and to the sides, pre-cum oozing from their thongs, their bodies lifting and receding as they tried to get their respiration back to normal. They were moaning and sighing, their heads drooping backward. Their bound forms stretched on the erotic torture stones were pure, magnificence, erotic young gods, ready for their anointing.
Zephir took control of the Golden Phallus. He picked the throbbing golden artifact up from its central plinth between the four spent human male captives. He picked up the golden implement he felt moist, hot flesh, the magical implement was throbbing, and its lips were lapping at the warm humid air. Zephir knew exactly what it craved. He approached Casey first.
Casey remained slumped backward on his Pleasure Altar, he was pulling his body sideways, pulling against the restraints, still valiantly trying to break free of the tight ropes, pulling his body competently, stretched on the altar. Casey’s penis was semi flaccid, he was oozing the final remaining vestiges of his semen offering. He moaned when he felt the warmth of Zephir’s mouth and tongue.
Zephir sucked gently and reverently, the holy penis of the retiring Boi Rah, Pleasure Prime remained sanctified and prized, the semen tingled on his tongue, sweet human cum filled Zephir’s mouth with flavour, it was exquisite, and the drenched Pleasure Prime was trembling beneath his touch. Zephir then discarded the penis and licked Casey’s scrotum.
“You have Fed Danteros well Boi Rah Din, your body is so fruitful.” Zephir hissed as he placed the Golden Phallus next to Casey’s penis, Zephir held Casey’s flaccid cock against the Phallus causing it to respond by emitting a shimmering green field and causing Casey to thrash erotically.
The Phallus vacuumed Casey’s semen from his heaving body, Zephir moved the Phallus to the various pools of Casey’s cum. It’s lips sucking, and lapping as the High Priest directed the sacred artifact across Casey’s heaving body vacuuming semen from every pool in Casey’s abdomen.
Zephir squeezed Casey’s penis for one final time causing Casey to moan delightfully, pulling on all four of his restraints as the final emission of his sacred semen fed directly into the lips of the Golden Phallus.
He completed the same procedure with Fin until the erotic, sexual artifact was brimming with the sacred Pleasure Prime semen offering. He turned to Tzofira and spoke loudly, his voice amplified out into the crowd, and further, out into the reaches of the Temple grounds.
“Bring the new Pleasure Prime Candidates to the central dais. Display their magnificent, erotic bodies for these witnesses to enjoy. They will be anointed in the cum offerings from Boi Rah Din and Boi Rah Sagh the transmission of the Holy title of Pleasure Prime will be almost complete once they are anointed in the seed of the retiring Pleasure Primes. The Mantle of Pleasure Prime will be complete once the Mantle is incinerated from Boi Rah Din and Boi Rah Sagh!”
The Crowd erupted in delight and applause.
“Take Boi Rah Din and Boi Rah Sagh to the hoist!”
“Bring forth the candidates to the stage!”
Jonson was still recovering from the expansive experience of his dry orgasm. His bulge felt luxurious, and the tight bondage was turning him on, it was like a drug, and he felt horny beyond his wildest desires. He felt the still warm juices of the Phallic Zorah Stone he was tied to, along his back and buttocks. The sight of the masculine priests in their ceremonial white loincloths approaching him made him moan in delight, and more pre-cum oozed onto his red rounded bulge as he pulled on his restraints.
Several priests followed the orders of the High Priest to the letter. They unlocked the huge Phallic Zorah Stones from their positions close to the Milking Altars and rolled them, along with their stretched captives out from the Milking Altar precinct of the stage toward the bright lights of centre stage!
The huge stones locked into position and were adjusted slightly upward to ensure the crowd could see their heaving muscular forms for the first time. Tye heard the crowd quieten, there was an adoring hush as the crowd appreciated the sheer magnificence of his and Jonson’s writhing bodies.
The heat from the lights made his body shimmer, Tye pulled on the bonds pulling his arms outward and upward from his body. His armpits felt the heat enveloping his virile body. Tye was frustrated and horny, that orgasm was amazing, but his cum flow was denied. He couldn’t understand how they had achieved that level of control over his body. His bulge was hot too, it was still tingling, he was wet with sweat and pre-cum as well as those plentiful juices running over the surface of the penis-shaped Zorah Stone he was tied to, he glanced longingly downward toward his gold thong bulge, he desperately needed to wank and spurt his juices.
Tzofira approached the High Priest and knelt on one knee for the crowd to witness.
“My offerings High Priest, I humbly give these humans from across the universe, from the Milky Way Galaxy, the Orion region. Earth! I pledge them to you as the new Pleasure Primes of Attica!”
Zephir motioned for the Scout to stand. Zephir held the Golden Phallus out toward Tzofira, it was dripping hot semen from its lips. He motioned with the Phallus indicating for Tzofira to stand and present the two Earthmen. Zephir then pointed the Phallus toward Tye.
Tzofira obeyed the unspoken command and grabbed Tye’s locks of wet dark hair forcing Tye to grit his teeth and look toward the High Priest. Tye was seething, yet incredibly horny, and as he twisted his body in defiance, the crowd stood to their feet.
“This is the Earthman known as Tye Dylan. He is twenty Earth years old, well educated in Earthly knowledge, his body is sexual and powerful, and his penis will delight you!”
Tzofira threw Tye’s head to the side, leaving the helpless gymnast to recover as he moved toward Jonson.
Running his hands over Jonson’s pecs, the last vestiges of the spray-on performance glitter glinted in the bright lights. He traced his finger along Jonson’s impressive wet red bulge. Slowly, he was feeling the luxuriousness of the sexual organ wrapped in the earth-made red thong. He grabbed Jonson’s hair as he had done so with Tye, presenting the handsome, baby-faced, blue-eyed gymnast to the Warlock High Priest.
“Beautiful, isn’t he? This one is known as Jonson Chase on Earth. He is also twenty Earth years old. His beautiful body will serve the cravings of Danteros, and your high expectations. His sexual organ is fertile and ready to serve. The pleasure these two Pleasure Prime candidates will generate will become legendary in the Attican Lore! I am convinced oh Great Warlock High Priest…” Tzofira used Zephir’s full title in recognition of the holy Attican office and the imminent anointing of the newest and most erotic Pleasure Primes that Attica had ever enjoyed. “… That these new erotic toys will serve with distinction and dexterity! The pleasure they produce will be sumptuous!” Tzofira lifted Jonson’s wet, pre-cum oozing bulge, cupping the delightful bulge from below, presenting the erotic object to Zephir before stepping aside and bowing his head.
Zephir replied, gripping the Golden Phallus; it was oozing clear juices in concert with Jonson and Tye’s thong pouches. He held it out to the crowd.
“You have witnessed the Lust Spectre this night. You have witnessed the final milking and pleasure offering of the retiring Pleasure Primes of Attica. Danteros demands fresh, sumptuous pleasure and he has accepted these two new candidates for the high office of Pleasure Prime! We applaud the choice of the Scout; he has delivered these sumptuous offerings from across the vastness of space!”
With that, he pointed the drooling Phallus toward Tye and Jonson.
“I name them…” Pointing the Phallus at Jonson, “…Boi Rah Daim!”
The sacred name meant Sexual Toy - Light-haired human seed bearer! He then pointed the oozing Phallus at Tye’s writhing form…
“Boi Rah Yojim!” It meant Sexual Toy - Stunning human seed bearer.
Casey and Fin were dragged to the fires of Danteros to be hoisted up over the fire pit to be roasted alive.
The next part of the Rites required co-ordination! Down on the floor of the arena, The Five erotic warriors were being enjoyed; pleasured publicly by the priests that had captured Jonson and Tye out in the Jungles only a day earlier before the transmission rites; the warriors’ bodies joined in a sexual bond with the solar generated fires of Danteros raging in the pit behind them and the slender jets of flame reaching high into the sky directly in front of their trussed bodies lit their bodies up for the crowd to enjoy. Each warrior was in a state of pre-orgasmic pleasure, hot, and horny, filled with sumptuous, inescapable pleasure as their lust-filled attendants lapped up their virile juices in the very public display of their sexual servitude.
The naked retiring Pleasure Primes had been dragged from their Milking Altars after the Golden Phallus had absorbed their final semen harvest as Pleasure Primes, Casey and Fin had been dragged to the Boom Lift hoist, located on the left-hand side of the fire pit, their arms tied in ropes, but unlike other formal events in Attica, these ropes were no longer golden, they were dark and heat retardant; they signified that the high office of Pleasure Prime was being stripped from them, even as their sacred loincloths had been stripped from their fit and muscular bodies before their harvest.
Casey felt the whip crack across his face. His Pleasure Prime Mantle allowed him to recover quickly from the strong and sharp blow. He grunted as he recovered. They forced him close to Fin, so close that he and Fin’s body were touching. His face close to Fin’s, his cock rubbing against Fin’s, it was the first time in five years that his cock had touched another person, it was sexual, Casey enjoyed it. He whispered into Fin’s ear as the priests tied their four wrists together, along with a thick metal ring.
“We will get through this Fin!”
“They said that we would not die, they are just going to torture us before they heal us in their underground playrooms!” Casey tried to sound strong.
“I’m hard as a rock!” Fin replied.
Casey looked downward; he could see Fin’s raging hard-on.
“Mmm! You’re making me horny too, Fin” Casey replied.
They heard the locking click of the connecting clamp to the thick metal ring attached to rope binding their wrists, it interrupted their little pre-torture conversation. Then they felt their weight pulling on the ropes, the rope was eating into the flesh, eating into their wrists, and they soon felt air beneath their feet. They had to accustom themselves to the weight and strain on their arms; they were being lifted off the ground, their naked bodies on show to the crowd and to the elaborate stage they were rising over. Their bodies spun slowly as they arose and the heat from the flames was real and threatening. They could see the fire pit below them, it was filled with white-hot coals, but everything was being distorted by the magnetic fields of the solar generator at the heart of the pit, the draught of heat lapping at their nakedness. They could see the stage below; Jonson and Tye were centre stage along with the High Priest and that vicious Tzofira.
“Fuck my arms are going to wrench out of my shoulder sockets!” Fin stated, looking into Casey’s eyes. “Our last torture! Let’s hope we can use those powers, but I have a terrible feeling that this will be a different Case!” Fin added.
Their ascent stopped abruptly. They were at least fifty feet in the air, they could see The Five warriors writhing in pleasure below them, lit up by the slender jets of flame rising in front of them, they could see the stage and Zephir holding out the Golden Phallus, they remembered how the Golden Phallus had sucked up all their semen from their powerful orgasm on the Milking Altars. Zephir was extending it out to the crowd and then he pointed it upwards toward them.
On the stage, Zephir is holding out the Golden Phallus, the sexual artifact, the powerful pleasure-controlling alien device. He is pointing it toward Casey and Fin, suspended, facing each other, and hanging from their wrists, fifty feet above the Amphitheatre.
“Tonight, the sacred Mantle of Pleasure Prime will depart your bodies!” Zephir spoke upward toward the dangling Earthmen. “You have been stripped of your sacred loincloths; your semen has been harvested; it will anoint these two candidates to carry on the sacred Pleasure Prime duties of The Solar Temple!”
Zephir turned quickly toward Jonson and Tye heaving and struggling on their phallic Zorah Stones. The erotic stones were pleasuring them, filling their bulges with sufficient enjoyment, and ensuring long gooey streams of clear pre-cum oozed between their stretched legs. Their magnificent bound bodies were on show for all to delight in, visions of their heaving bodies and close-up vision of their virile bulges filled the screens around the amphitheater.
He returned his attention to Casey and Fin dangling above the salacious scene. He pointed the oozing Phallus toward them.
The Mantle will be incinerated from your bodies, Danteros decrees it! The Five virile young enemies of Attica, tied on presentation frames around this sacred fire pit will control the ferocity of the flames. These warriors, have been edged to orgasm hundreds of times in the last weeks, denied their sexual fulfillment; they need to cum. Listen to them as they moan, as their beautiful bodies writhe in delight around the edges of the fire pit. Tzofira is their master, he will manipulate their pleasure. Their orgasms will be one, a shared explosion of such power and force, it will make the flames become vicious and savage. While they scream in abandon to their semen discharges, your Mantles will be incinerated from your bodies!”
He paused.
“But first, your semen will be spurted from this sexual implement anointing the new Pleasure Prime Candidates in a sacred orgasm; they will be anointed, to receive the Mantle and then once we have enjoyed their bodies and their pleasure has abated, they will watch your struggles and hear your screams as your Mantles leave your bodies and the heat envelops your feeble human forms!”
Zephir laughed out loud for what seemed like an eternity before returning his attention to Jonson and Tye. He spoke ancient Attican rites and acknowledged Tzofira who had joined The High Priest directly in front of Jonson and Tye, Tzofira held out his hands and bowed his head as Zephir handed the sexual implement to his Scout.
The words boomed from the High Priest’s mouth, filling the amphitheatre and resonating throughout the temple grounds.
“The Anointing!”
His voice quietened as he spoke to Jonson and Tye.
“Your bodies will experience the pleasure, my beautiful candidates, writhe in sumptuous delight Boi Rah Daim and Boi Rah Yojin! Your experience of orgasmic energy will be, once again, be dry! Danteros forbids your holy semen offerings until your bodies have been sanctified in the Solar Temple. Your pleasure preparations have not yet begun! But you will writhe and beg your release, this Golden Phallus is in control of your pleasure tonight, entertain us, make us horny and expectant for the divine fruits of your bodies.”
Tzofira presented the Phallus to Zephir, who smiled at the sight of its emissions, clear juices lubricated the shaft of the Golden Implement. Zephir then began to gently squeeze the hefty shaft. He licked the lips of the golden helmet head of the Phallus.
“Fuck! Me!” Jonson twisted his body trying to face Tye, but the bonds pulled him tightly to the Zorah Stone, he felt the shard of delight fill his urethra, every cell in his penis reverberated a wave of delicious pleasure. He noticed the tip of Tye’s bulge was sporting a healthy globule of precum, his bulge too. He looked up, his vision blurring into and out of focus. His body trembled.
“Was that enjoyable, Boi Rahs? Your pleasure sticks: your penises will reflect whatever this sexual artifact produces, the Pleasure Rites indelibly connect it to you. You cannot escape its control on your bodies…” Zephir paused for effect. “…Shall we proceed with your anointing?”
“Please no!” Tye begged pulling on the golden ropes binding his arms above his head on the side of the phallic-shaped Zorah Stone.
“Why are you doing this?” Tye’s words rose several octaves; Zephir was licking the underside of the Golden Phallus, and another blanket of delicious energy invaded his bulge, he felt his testicles fill with energy, and it was creeping through the length of his raging hard penis. He twisted his body and thrust his hips forward in a desperate attempt to deal with the new level of enjoyment.
Zephir licked his lips; he gripped the Phallus in one hand and walked over to Jonson. He grabbed Jonson’s straining red bulge, running his fingers along the glistening and drenched red bulge, the lycra was stretching to accommodate Jonson’s latest erection. He felt the underside of Jonson’s glans sliding his finger over it before turning his attention to the Phallus, licking it right in front of Jonson’s straining face.
“Delicious Boi Rah Daim!” He hissed at Jonson. “You and pretty boy…” He glanced at Tye, struggling next to them, “…are in perfect harmony, your anointing shall be accelerated; You must be sanctified before you can, shall we say, enjoy the fullness of pleasure! Your orgasms tonight will be enjoyable but dry, I want to savour your cum for your first harvest rites, you are not ready for harvest yet, but you will get to enjoy the semen harvest of them!” Zephir then grabbed Jonson’s handsome face by his jaw and forced the beautiful young man to look up toward the struggling retiring Pleasure Primes dangling above them.
“Monster!” Jonson spat the word at the High Priest, trying with all his might to dislodge his face from Zephir’s grip. Zephir ignored it for the time being and letting go of Jonson’s face, he gripped Jonson’s erection through his red performance thong, squeezing gently and licking Jonson’s left ear.
“This is my toy now; your penis, your bulge your body are mine, they will be sanctified soon enough pretty one, I have named you both with the title of human seed ! You will be harvested soon enough, but not tonight! Your frustration will built over time, and I will enjoy dining on your harvest as your muscular body spurts your sacred semen! But not this night!” The whisper was loaded with evil, it communicated to Jonson that he and Tye were in deep trouble.
He left Jonson seething, thrusting involuntarily as the Zorah Stone continued to pleasure them both. Zephir looked at Jonson as he began to manipulate the Golden Phallus in fast, frenetic almost, light grips, ensuring that he squeezed slightly more as his closed hand traversed the ridges of Phallus’ golden head. Warm juices spurted from the Phallus, lubricating the High Priest’s hand with every precise and quick movement of his hand.
It was like he was pleasuring a slave, the flesh felt luxurious to Zephir and although he knew it was the Attican magic, the power of Danteros and Pleasure Rites, Zephir manipulated the Golden Phallus expertly, watching it ooze and spurt and watching as Jonson and Tye cavorted in perfect harmony in the unbreakable bonds of pleasure. He watched as these two young gods of human malehood writhed and twisted their magnificent bodies, lost in the growing orgasmic energy. He wanted them on the edge of orgasm.
Tzofira held the sacred Phallus, to Tye, he was facilitating enjoyment for Danteros, but he wanted to enjoy Tye first, so he slowly directed the High Priest across toward Tye’s trembling and writhing body. Tye’s head was facing the crowd, watching their lascivious and debaucherous reactions to he and Jonson’s bondage show. The pleasure being generated in his thong pouch was exquisitely wrapping his penis and bulge in a blanket of delight and he glanced downward, longing to cum, watching as his juices oozed and flung from his straining gold performance thong bulge as he thrust his hips violently and sexually.
He spat and moaned his way through the pleasure journey. He was so close to cumming, every cell in his body tingled and his toes were curling inward with the force of his pleasure. His bondage pulling his body to the sacred Zorah Stone seemed to turbo charge his enjoyment, his impending orgasm of delight was inescapable, it was paramount at that passionate moment, the edge of the pleasure abyss.
Tye was screaming, Jonson was screaming too. Both magnificent and beautiful young men in perfect syncopation, experiencing identical orgasmic energy, wrapped inside the impending climax, their perfect bondage fuelling their shared experiences.
“Let”
“Us”
“Cum”
Tye begged, his head thrashing upward and downward, left and right, he felt the ropes tighten, they stretched him more so on the raging Zorah Stone. Orgasmic pleasure demanded his every sense, Tye could feel it, he tasted it, he breathed it. The orgasm was alive, and it was consuming him. He needed desperately to ejaculate.
“P-p-please…” He begged Tzofira and the High Priest. They had moved directly in front of his writhing form. His eyes were popping, but he heard babble at first, it was the High Priest speaking the Anointing. Then he heard English.
“Accept the Mantle, you are Pleasure Prime!”
The Golden Phallus was suddenly in his mouth, they had forced it there, Tzofira was holding the back of Tye’s head, as Zephir forced the invasion of the Phallus into Tye’s mouth.
“AGHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
Jonson and Tye had entered the orgasm, it exploded into their consciousness.
The Phallus spurt some of Casey and Fin’s semen harvest into Tye’s mouth. He tasted the salty juices coat his mouth, but the orgasm was overpowering, he couldn’t think straight, he needed to see his bulge, he needed to see his cum spurt, but there was none, Just as the High Priest had said, the orgasm was dry.
“AGHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
It was not abating, the orgasm had a life of its own, it was possessing their beautiful bodies, scraping at their sanity, it was unrelenting and forceful.
Tzofira and Zephir removed the Phallus from Tye’s mouth and it spurted semen all over Tye’s face before they moved over to Jonson. They forced the Phallus, as they had done so with Tye into Jonson’s mouth.
“AGHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
The next wave of pleasure exploded inside their cocks, and semen exploded inside Jonson’s mouth as it had done with Tye. Jonson licked it, he was consumed with sumptuous pleasure and passion, his tongue wrapped around the Phallus, he felt flesh, not metal, and his tongue licked it fervently before they pulled it free of his mouth.
“AGHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
Zephir repeated his babble and then the anointing words over Jonson’s straining face, Tzofira holding the beautiful, pleasure-wracked gymnasts, head in place to receive the anointing of cum.
“Accept the Mantle, you are Pleasure Prime!”
It spurted its next load of cum onto his face as Jonson screamed in delight. Cum anointed his handsome baby-like face, he couldn’t see for a moment before the semen dissipated a bit.
“AGHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
The next wave of the orgasm was powerful.
Jonson felt the hot semen coat his bulge, they spurted several explosions of cum from the Golden Phallus onto his thong bulge, it mingled with his plentiful pre-cum production. He was writhing in total abandon inside a sexual-orgasmoid funk.
“AGHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
“AGHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
“AGHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
It went on for ten minutes until the Phallus had spurted all of Casey and Fin’s semen on Jonson and Tye. They were coated in cum, their bulges squishing as their erect penises receded. Afterglow filled their bodies for several minutes. They hadn’t even noticed the crowd were on their feet and applauding.
Several minutes later, they pulled ferociously on their bonds, frustrated and spent. The orgasm had abated but the semen soaking their bulges was not their own. They had been denied their sexual fulfilment; the semen coating their bulges, the semen they tasted inside their mouths was human seed, the transmission of the Mantle had begun, and the connection of seed coated their bulges. They had been anointed into the high office of Pleasure Prime.
The applause from the crowd diminished slowly, as a priest returned the sacred red vessel for the High Priest to return the Golden Phallus into the remaining transmission juices.
Tzofira retrieved the second Phallus from the vessel and held it up for the crowd to see. It was time to roast the retiring Pleasure Primes, this was Tzofira’s time to play! Boi Rah Daim and Boi Rah Yojin had been anointed, they awaited the Mantle of Office, but first, it needed to be incinerated from the retiring Boi Rah’s. Attican law permitted only two human pleasure toys to possess the mantle and therefore, it needed to be incinerated from Casey and Fin in the sacred flames.
Fifty feet above the ground, dangling from the boom lift hoist
His arms were feeling OK; they still possessed the Mantle and it was still protecting them, Fin had never understood these weird superpowers that he and Casey had been given. They were able to withstand all sorts of torture, and they could orgasm for hours. The powers were limited though, and sometimes they lasted only several hours before receding, at some point in their many torture sessions, they would succumb to the pain and were often taken to the edge of death until their master decided to for their torture to cease.
They were tortured for the erotic desires and entertainment of their masters. People always loved to watch them writhe and beg for relief. Men often ejaculated on them, especially in public squares or public demonstrations. They all wanted a glimpse of Danteros’ beautiful Boi Rah Pleasure Primes, bound and writhing. Then there were the private viewings for royalty and other dignitaries and allies from other planets; alliances between Attica and the suppliers of many of the sexual implements and devices used throughout the temple. They all loved to watch Casey and Fin being tortured, it was erotic entertainment for them.
Fin remembered many sexual parties where he and Casey were centre stage on the main floor of the party, their bodies bound in elaborate presentation devices, freely given for the partygoers to access. Tortured slowly so they writhed deliciously, moaning or crying out into gags; drooling, just enough to keep the party-goes horny. It helped bring funds to Attica, regular funds to the temple and its employ.
He had been given to royalty to enjoy, fucked mercilessly, and tortured while they cavorted and enjoyed their harems. The sexual intensity of this Galaxy was insatiable and this superpower-like mantle that this God they called in Attica, known as Danteros made it all possible. They were erotic and exotic, sourced from a distant Galaxy which only Attica could access.
Fin hated Tzofira, he wished he had never met this guy back on Earth. He or Casey could have never known that this evil and debaucherous guy was going to capture them and portal them through interstellar space to this sexual nightmarish hell.
It was hell, right then, the flames, the heat. Fin felt Casey’s cock slipping and bumping against his; they were completely naked, hanging facing each other, their wrists intertwined with tight ropes and attached by a thick metal clasp assembly to a huge boom lift. A solar generation device fuelled the fires below their dangling bodies; powerful hot plasma, and updrafts of protoplasm creating a mico-photosphere and corona. Immense ejections of heat and other combustible material fed into the special furnace by specially trained Priests ensured that the Flames of Danteros were impressive and violent.
They weren’t directly over the mini solar furnace yet, but the heat was enveloping them, they could feel it and had to rely on the hope that their Mantle powers, would hold out. But the High Priest had made it clear, he had milked them for the last time as Pleasure Primes, they were going to roast he and Casey for the entertainment of the hundreds, even thousands of blood-lusty people below them. If their powers had gone, it would be certain death.
Fin screamed out in frustration, he knew he had some vestige of his powers left, otherwise, his arms and shoulders would be burning in agony, he and Casey would be screaming in pain, but they weren’t. His scream was more frustrated due to the predicament they were in.
But they didn’t hear their cries or screams, if they did, they were ignoring them. Fin’s anger was piqued when he noticed Tzofira on the stage. Behind him, Jonson and Tye were still writhing in pleasure, tied to the sacred Zorah Stones. Fin and Casey had witnessed Jonson and Tye’s anointing and had heard the proclamation of their new Attican, Boi Rah names.
That cunt Tzofira, that two-faced liar is having the time of his fucking life Fin thought as he looked down toward the stage, helplessly dangling - poised and waiting to be hoisted over the flames. He looked at The Five young warriors positioned strategically around the edges of the solar-powered furnace, he could hear and feel their moans of utter ecstasy, their bodies being worshipped, pleasured, eaten alive as a spectacle, he could see the five long slender flames heating and lighting each beautiful erotic warrior stretched helplessly in front of the crowd. Their voices, screams and moans seemed to vibrate through the ejections of heat escaping from the mini-solar furnace. These warriors were linked and joined to the solar furnace immutably and sexually, by erotic rites and magic, Casey and Fin could feel the developing sexual energy of these Five magnificent young men in the updraft and ejections of solar energy from the diabolical furnace.
“Extend them over the flames, the time has come to relieve them of their Pleasure Prime Mantles. The Mantle now belongs to…” Tzofira turned and looked across to Jonson and then to Tye. He enjoyed the way their pleasure-wracked bodies writhed erotically, he admired the two bulging thong pouches glistening in the bright lights, glistening with the semen of Casey and Fin who were dangling overhead. “…these two magnificent successors, the newest, most handsome, most erotic Pleasure Primes of Attica. Boi Rah Daim and Boi Rah Yojin! Anointed in the sacred semen of office and soon to receive their Mantles of Office!”
Tzofira then returned his gaze upward toward the dangling, naked and helpless Casey and Fin. But he spoke to the crowd and to The Five Warriors writhing in delight on their presentation bondage frames around the edges of the fire pit.
“Witness the final torture of Boi Rah Din and Boi Rah Sagh! They have served Danteros, they have served the Solar Temple, they have served us well. It is time to witness and enjoy their final agonising torture, so sexual, so primal, so powerful! May if fuel our lust, may it fuel the Lust of Danteros as we prepare to honour and install the new Pleasure Primes.”
They were moving! This was the moment. He struggled desperately, he and Fin were thrashing, desperate to escape their fates, their desperate attempts to break the bonds above them, to try and jolt the metal clasp from which they were dangling, jolt it free. The thought of crashing to the ground was a far better option than being roasted slowly over a mini-solar furnace, to have hot plasma ejections torturing them, their flesh bubbling and crisping.
Casey’s vision was blurry, it was the heat, and the violent magnetic fields and solar waves of energy, they were being enveloped in the powerful updrafts; sparks and embers flashed around them as the furnace attendants added special fuels and additives into the coronal energy field of the furnace.
It was a spectacle, a light show, a demonstration of the cruelty that possessed this part of their galaxy. Even Attican jungle outposts could see the plumes of heat and the dazzling light show that was occurring in the Solar Temple. This was a momentous event in Attica, the transmission of Pleasure Primes was always held with the highest regard, but these new Pleasure Primes were the most erotic and beautiful that Attica had ever installed. This night was truly amazing.
The blazing heat felt cold, yet his body was sweating profusely, the incongruousness of their predicament wasn’t new to Casey and Fin, they had been tortured in many ways, but the powers they were given when they were captured years earlier always allowed them to endure and resist the evil forces imposed on them. This was nothing out of the ordinary and they knew their bodies were being tortured mercilessly but their bodies still retained their protecting Mantles which allowed the pain to be masked, these powers protected them like a cloak and it could hold out for up to a day, usually, it protected them for several hours but would fade and leave them exposed to the violent and evil forces unleashed on their bodies. Casey could remember each, and every torture session, he could remember screaming so loud that his throat felt like it was ripping to shreds. But they always healed him, he had witnessed Fin’s limp body being dragged to the healing chambers, and they always restored their bodies to perfect working order, such was their evil ways.
They could barely see the crowd jumping to their feet, the heat and magnetic forces were distorting their vision. The crowd were ecstatic as they watched Casey and Fin dangling and writhing, suspended amid the furnace. It was a spectacle to see the Earthmen dangling, struggling but not consumed by the outrageous solar forces of the furnace.
Tzofira spoke to the crowd, and to The Five horny warriors, twisting and straining, in pure pleasure, their beautiful bodies being enjoyed by attendant priests pleasuring them into frenzies of sexual ecstasy. Each warrior was desperate to ejaculate, they had been denied cum release for weeks, edged and tortured, by their new masters; these virile young enemies of Attica were being made an example of, and they had become the latest sexual toys for Tzofira to enjoy. They were Tzofira’s reward for acquiring the latest, most erotic Pleasure Primes to serve Danteros and the Solar Temple.
Tzofira held up the Golden Phallus he had selected from the red vessel containing the transmission juices. His voice boomed around the Amphitheatre and even Casey and Fin could hear it inside the strong updraft of heat and the solar magnetic fields erupting from the pit.
“Transmission has begun, but it is not complete!” Tzofira announced.
“The Mantle of Pleasure Prime must be extinguished from these…” He pointed the Phallus upward toward Casey and Fin dangling inside the rising heat of the pit.
“…Their Mantle protects them from the radiation and heat of the pit.”
“But soon.” Tzofira smiled and pointed the Phallus toward each of The Five writhing warriors as he descended the stage, leaving Jonson and Tye to writhe in pleasure up on the stage.
Tzofira walked around the fire pit as he spoke, enjoying the view of Mitor, Kar, Ethon, Jai and Kai as they each strained in their erotic and tight bondage, their bodies so full of energy, their sexual need screaming inside of them, pleasure attacking their bulges with ferocious force. It was a beautiful sight to behold; his Five new toys begging for orgasmic relief, begging to cum for their new masters. Once vehement foes, these virile young enemies of state were becoming sexual objects. And Tzofira knew it. The Temple would use these beautiful young men to support the new Pleasure Primes. He and Zephir were planning mighty and powerful pleasure extraction sessions. But that was all for the future!
Tzofira continued his commentary, his loincloth bulge was as wet as The Five and as wet as the New Boi Rah Pleasure Primes, his horniness was through the roof, but he followed the script, the rites had been spoken and the show had to proceed as much as he wanted to fuck each of The Five into oblivion.
“These Five enemies of The Solar Temple, enemies of the Rule of Danteros and the Allies of the Solar Temple will have their desires tonight. So full of cum, so ready to ejaculate for your viewing pleasure. Their attendants will drink well tonight and if there is any warrior cum juice left, once the proceedings are over, we will tie them in the temple grounds for you to enjoy once our formal transmission proceedings are complete!”
The crowd jumped to their feet to applaud, they chanted “Milk Them” over and over for several minutes.
Tzofira waited for the chants to subside.
He held up the Golden Phallus.
“I will insert this sexual implement into each of the slender jets of flame lighting each of the warriors, they are already connected to the flames. Once the Golden Phallus has been inserted into each of the flames I will control their pleasure from the Phallus. Just as the High Priest controlled their…” He pointed upward to Casey and Fin dangling over the fire pit. “…their final cum extraction earlier in the transmission rites this night.”
The crowd hushed, watching Casey and Fin’s naked and beautiful bodies writhe in the heat, their bodies still protected by the Pleasure Prime Mantle.
Tzofira returned their focus onto the Five erotic warriors.
“As I engineer their orgasm, their connection to the flames will, so to speak, ‘fire up’ the last stage of the formal transmission rites; their pleasure levels will flame the fires and create massive coronal ejections of heat from our mini solar furnace; it will incinerate the Pleasure Prime Mantle from them!”
He pointed up toward Casey and Fin, laughing loudly.
“A final tortuous and agonising end for these Pleasure Primes”
Up on the stage
Jonson felt the Zorah Stone as it massaged his semi flaccid penis, the pleasure it was creating inside his drenched red thong pouch was delicious. He needed to ejaculate. He looked at Tye, who looked so erotic writhing in delight. Jonson was so horny, but he was being forced, he and Tye were being forced to witness the barbaric torture and possible death of two innocent men. He couldn’t comprehend the evil and barbarous nature of these aliens. It was his worst nightmare but somehow, given the pleasure flows from the Zorah Stone he was tied to, it was also an erotic wet dream. But it was real.
“Stop this you c, cun, cunts!” Jonson stammered as a shard of pleasure entered his boy pussy and lit up his prostate, it caused a shard of pleasure to fill his penis. He sported pre-cum up onto his left nipple.
On the floor of the Amphitheatre.
Tzofira decided to start with his new favourite boy. He chose Mitor of Preya. The Preyan was throwing his head left and right, his attendant licking juices from Mitor’s impressive and beautiful bulge. Tzofira felt exhilaration as he watched Mitor cavorting, so erotic, stretched in his magnificent bondage. He felt jealousy toward the priest assigned to pleasure Mitor. Tzofira controlled his jealousy and even the anger, but he channeled the emotion into his duties.
”Mighty Mitor! Such a beautiful, and sumptuous sight. So lovely to see you again!” Tzofira said smiling and hiding his jealous feelings aside for the priest licking Mitor’s lower bulge.
“You want to cum, is that right?”
Mitor seethed, pulling on his bonds, twisting his body. He knew better, not to spit at Tzofira. His body was tingling and his bulge erupting every minute or so with waves of delicious pleasure, he spurted pre-cum like orgasms, and every time he got over the last wave, a new fresh delivery of pre-cum was extracted from him.
“P, P, please” He stammered. “Ner, ner - Gah, ner need to cum, p, per please!” Mitor bared his white teeth as he tried focusing on Tzofira, the pleasure was so intense that his toes and fingers were curling, and his vision kept focusing and blurring, not to mention the sting of sweat running into his eyes.
Tzofira smiled.
“You shall, my beautiful boy, very soon!” Tzofira said smiling.
“But first, and as you do, your orgasm, and that of Ethon, and Kai, Kar and Jai shall make the fires eject so much energy that Pleasure Prime Mantle will be incinerated from them…” He pointed at Casey and Fin.
Tzofira cackled in laughter.
“Your orgasms are key to the transmission rites of Attica!”
Mitor thrashed in frustration and anger!”
“M, m Monster!” He couldn’t resist it, he spat as best he could toward Tzofira.
Tzofira ignored the act of defiance and spoke the rites.
“Just as these men have been joined by the sacred fire of Danteros…” He referred to the earlier proceedings where their bodies and loincloth bulges had accepted the sacred flames at the hands of their attendants.
“…Their pleasure will be controlled by the Sacred Phallus!” Tzofira held the sexual implement up toward Mitor’s heaving form.
Tzofira then instructed the Priest attending to Mitor to suck on Mitor’s erupting loincloth bulge. The priest obeyed Tzofira, and his tongue lashed Mitor’s mighty effervescent bulge, causing the virile young warrior to cry out as sheer and utter delight wracked his young virile body. The pleasure screaming through his beautiful body in delicious and sumptuous waves.
“Accept this warrior, Mitor or Preya as your pleasure implement of torture!”
Tzofira then placed the Golden Phallus into the long, slender jet of flame screaming up into the night sky and lighting up Mitor’s magnificent helpless sexual body, presented in delicious bondage. The flames sparkled.
Mitor’s body shimmered and throbbed, he spurt pre-cum into the mouth of his attending priest with such force, his screams filling the Amphitheatre.
Mitor was connected to the Phallus by fire and the power of Danteros.
Tzofira then followed the same process with each of the other warriors until the Golden Phallus was connected to The Five in a powerful and erotic bond. They were helpless, bound and presented as the magnificent milking stock they had been engineered to become.
Tzofira smiled as he felt the Golden Phallus throb. He tested the bond between the sexual implement and its connected victims; he walked to a vantage point on a raised dais ensuring he had a commanding view of the heaving Five warriors. He placed the Golden Phallus on a special raised golden plinth ensuring it was fastened securely. He ran his fingers over the golden testicle sack, he felt flesh, not golden metal.
Danteros had approved of his rites and had transformed the Phallus, just as he had done for the anointing of the new Pleasure Primes. Tzofira, watched as each warrior as they twisted left then right, in harmony and unison - such was the erotic power controlling their magnificent virile bodies.
“Does that feel nice and delicious my beautiful warrior boys? I promised you an orgasm, and I am a man of my word. You will cum tonight!” He paused, bending down to lick the lips of the Golden Phallus, it spurted precum into his mouth in response.
They each screamed in harmony, as the same volume of precum, released from their penises, charging their bulge pleasure pressure immensely.
“A-Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” They all moaned loudly and in unison; their attendants lapping up their burst of fluids enthusiastically and sound of creaking ropes could be heard into the crowd as the Five warriors writhed and strained.
The erotic show of power lasted several minutes until Tzofira decided to commence their pleasure build toward orgasm. He planned to edge them several times, it would cause the magma and flames of the fire pit to ebb and flow and slowly eat away at Casey and Fin’s Mantle their only protection against the furious flames and magnetic solar power of the evil pit.
“Time to progress my beautiful boys!” Tzofira said with an evil jest-like tone.
He then spoke to the crowd.
“A true spectacle for you tonight, behold the torture of the retiring Pleasure Primes and the first orgasm of The Five. Semen will flow, pleasure will pound them and the flames of Danteros will incinerate the Pleasure Prime Mantle from the Earthmen, they have served the lusts of Danteros, and their final torture will ensure Danteros is ready to taste the sumptuous pleasure of the new Boi Rah offerings as is Temple Law!”
He squeezed the Golden Phallus gently and began to masturbate it, licking the edges of the sensitive glans, licking up warm pre-cum oozing from its lips. Moving his hand with a light grip he felt his hand tingle as the pleasure energy vibrated deliciously up the shaft.
Five warriors screamed and thrust their bulging loincloths into the hands of their attendants, pre-cum oozing plentifully from their virile bodies. Their moans were exquisite and ethereal, drool ran from their mouths.
Behind them the pit was exploding into a new kind of life, flames and white-hot embers were powered by the crazy magnetic fields created by the sun-like furnace, befitting the evil Solar Temple.
Above the pit amidst the fire and solar ejections
Casey and Fin felt the heat for the first time, their feet felt it first; their mantle was peeling off them from their feet and peeling upward. Their cries for mercy were ignored. They were not being burned - yet they knew how cunning and evil Tzofira could be. They knew he was revelling in their torture.
Up on the main stage
Jonson and Tye were helpless, all they could do was watch on, the Zorah Stones were continually pleasuring them at sub-orgasmic levels, their beautiful thong bulges flinging their pre-cum left and right as their bodies riled and contorted in pleasure.
“S, Stop this, gah… please…” Tye tried to reason with the High Priest who remained on the central stage dais supervising the extinguishing of the Pleasure Prime Mantle from Casey and Fin. He ignored them for the time being, knowing that soon they would be the newest Pleasure Primes; his play toys, his responsibility to ensure that they produce the finest and most luxurious pleasure streams for Danteros’ diet. He bided his time.
On Tzofira ’s Raised Dias with the Golden Phallus under his control, controlling the pleasure experience of The Five warriors
Tzofira had led them to the edge three times.
Five beautiful young sexual toys thrashed in abandon, feeding their attendant priests’ diets of plentiful delicious pre-cum and sweat. Their young bodies contorted as their attendants massaged their bubble butts, feeling and worshipping every inch of their beautiful young bodies, licking sumptuous loincloth bulges. It was sexual heaven and Tzofira was enjoying himself immensely.
Above him and the debaucherous acts occurring around the pit, the screams of Casey and Fin filled the temple, they were being roasted but their skin and their bodies were unharmed, they experienced the sensation with precise realism. They twisted and thrashed over the lake of flame and magma, their throats burning with every torturous breath of white-hot air. Such was the remaining power of their Mantle.
But Tzofira’s job was to wipe the Mantle from their bodies, and he was ready. His Five warriors were on the edge of their massive orgasmic release.
Ethon screamed for release.
“L”
“Gah”
“Let us Cum… Per pl - ease?”
Tzofira liked Ethon so he granted the beautiful Preyan warrior his wish.
“Time to ejaculate my beautiful boys, show me what you have got, because I am going to enjoy each and every one of you privately soon!” He said with an evil jest in his voice.
Tzofira griped the Phallus gently, allowing the plentiful emission of lubricant oozing from its golden lips to coat the Golden Phallus’s length and head. He then moved his hand quickly upward, once, then again, and then a third time. He felt the Phallus throb and pulsate and then looked across to Ethon.
Ethon’s body was extended as much as the tight bondage allowed him to arch his body. Ethon’s attendant was so excited, he cupped Ethon’s lower bulge, he could see the tip of Ethon’s magnificent and handsome penis protruding from the top of Ethon’s skimpy leather thong pouch, the erotic garment unable to contain Ethon’s powerful erect penis. It throbbed twice and then Ethon’s body shimmered, and he threw his head upward to see the two Earthmen screaming and writhing in agony above them. But his senses were obliterated by the wave of orgasmic pleasure that wracked his muscular form. The orgasm was alive, it was eating his penis from the inside out. It was scraping up through his torso, his fingers and toes scrunched. Months of diabolical edging, of his captors pleasuring him, only to deny him his cum flow had come to an end.
“CUM, warriors, Ejaculate your sacred seed, burn and incinerate the Pleasure Prime Mantle from those writhing above you!” Tzofira’s words boomed around the amphitheatre.
The shared orgasm had erupted without mercy.
The flow of pleasure as Ethon’s cum ejected out of the lips of his cock made Ethon cry and drool at the same time. All his pent-up desires and erotic fantasies exploded. Hot beautiful semen shot up his body, splashing with force onto his face before his attendant could get his mouth over the tip of his penis. The attendant sucked like crazy, and Ethon shivered over, and over as powerful waves of sumptuous pleasure energy raped his body, very spurt of his juice added a new orgasmic dimension to the pleasure. His bonds creaked and strained, Ethon’s powerful musculature; his warrior-honed body was straining in total abandon, his orgasm was long and sumptuous, the flow of his hot delectable semen was too much for the attendant priest to gulp down, it gushed from the priest’s mouth, and the priest was forced to use the sacred juice as massage juice, licking and worshipping the virile Preyan through the extended orgasm.
All Five warriors experienced a synchronous orgasm. It lasted seven minutes.
Above them, Casey and Fin’s screams became disturbingly loud and piercing. The heat being ejected from the mini-solar forces in the pit below them tripled in intensity while The Five were forced their orgasm, their evil connection to the fire pit ensured that the intensity of their pleasure directed the intensity of the pit’s solar generation systems. Casey and Fin’s Pleasure Prime mantle lasted for the duration of the orgasm of heat and magnetic forces being forcefully ejected from the pit. They reeled in energy forces that would have killed any life form, but their Mantle held to the final pulse of orgasmic energy had exploded.
It was a spectacle that Jonson and Tye, helplessly writhing up on the main stage could only witness, their Zorah Stones controlling their pleasure levels well below orgasm, but sufficient to keep their beautiful bodies humping and twisting in enjoyment. They could only watch as Casey and Fin thrashed and screamed, they could hear their piercing screams of agony as their merciless torture progressed through the seven-minute orgasm of The Five warriors connected by the pleasure rites to the flames.
Jonson and Tye’s bodies vibrated deliciously, it made their pleasure rich and meaty, causing a fresh emission of warm lubricant to ooze across their delightful bulging thong pouches. It was the moment that Casey and Fin’s Mantle disintegrated, incinerated by the powerful ejections from the fire pit below them. The mini solar generation system produced a final explosive ejection of heat and energy. Jonson and Tye could see the tongue-like whip of solar energy, whipping Casey and Fin so violently, it caused their agonised bodies to sway violently as far as the heat retardant ropes, they were dangling from would allow. Their screams and cries were loud and frightening. They glowed red as if the fire was combusting from within them. Their dangling and swaying bodies twisted as they swayed along their arc and then, with a flash of pure white energy, their Mantles exploded, obliterated from their bodies.
The orgasm had abated, five exhausted, cum oozing young warriors slumped limply in their bondage, gasping for breath. The pit behind them had abated and was being extinguished. Above them, still swinging, black and scorched, Casey and Fin’s fire-ravaged and tortured forms hung limply.
The spectacle was over.
The crowd had quietened and all that could be heard for seconds was the sound of Jonson and Tye moaning in delight, their pleasure was continuing and the Zorah Stones continued to deliver spikes of pleasure energy deep up inside their rectums. Horrified at what they had witnessed but stimulated mercilessly and deliciously. Moaning and writhing.
Zephir stood between them to address the crowd. One hand outstretched toward Jonson’s pleasure-infused writhing body, the other toward Tye.
“Transmission is complete. Our new Pleasure Prime Boi Rahs, are tied before you!” He looked at Jonson with a smile on his face and then toward Tye.
“Look at their beautiful bodies, look how plentiful their juices are.” Zephir stepped over to Tye, he scooped a wad of clear gooey pre-cum from Tye’s drenched bulge and then did the same with Jonson. He then held out his hands toward the crowd allowing them to see the long slender ooze of Boi Rah Juice ooze from his hands down toward the floor of the Dais.
“Plentiful and anointed, but not sanctified yet!” He licked his hands. “Sweet and delicious!” he added before looking upward toward Casey and Fin’s blackened lifeless forms.
He pointed at them.
“They are no longer the sanctified Pleasure Primes; their Mantle has been incinerated in the sacred fires of Danteros. The Solar Temple has extinguished their reign as the anointed Pleasure Primes. BUT they have, this night passed on their anointing to Boi Rah Daim…” Zephir looked over toward Jonson writhing and moaning on his phallic Zorah Stone. “…and Boi Rah Yojin!” Tye looked across to the High Priest baring his white teeth as a spike of pleasure explored his prostate, drool started to run from a corner of his mouth, his body straining in delight.
“They struggle so deliciously, Danteros will enjoy their bodies immensely,” Zephir added.
“Tomorrow they will receive their sacred loincloths of service! Tomorrow they will ascend to the high office of Pleasure Prime completely, I shall personally install them with their Mantles, their sacred powers and we will torture them publicly to prove that their Mantles have been bestowed and installed!”
The crowd listened intently but they wanted to taste the juices of the Five as promised by Tzofira. Several priests were setting up the bondage posts outside the amphitheatre, readying them to take each of the warriors so the crowd could taste them and worship their bodies.
Zephir then pointed up toward Casey and Fin.
“Take them to the restoration rooms deep below the Temple, restore their bodies for service in the Lunar Pleasure Lounges.”
He then turned and looked at Jonson and Tye.
“Take them to the temple preparation parlour, I will ready them personally for their Ascension.”
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