Hades Night - Virgin in Hades

Amanda (Betaluh) Gregory, has been in a couple of the Circles of Hell during the communities Hades Night. Now it's time to select her suitor - her first man - to make love to her in front of the entire community. Her decisions before, during and after the event will affect the stable of dominants and subs, including Master Donnie - her Father.

Enjoy, as Betaluh readies herself and judges a competition for the privilege of deflowering her. (Betaluh's POV)

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Preparation

Mouth watering was the only way to describe the scene they led me in to!

Eight men were assembled, standing along the back wall, talking to each other, all totally nude; magnificent cocks, bodies, some softness here and there, but overall a glorious sight for my eyes.

"Are you ready to choose?" The familiar voice of Mistress Jill said, her hand on my back, leaning into whisper.

"By the way, you look delicious, my Child."

I laughed inside, 'my Child', after tonight you couldn't call me that ever again in the literal sense.

I had requested two men to be in consideration - Carnvious the large Master who performed at first scene of the night, and Jaxson, the centurion who escorted me to Circle Two - Lust, and later helped me discipline Zuhyr.

I was given an iPad for scoring my inspection. It had a shoulder strap and hung like a purse beside my hip.

"Bow to Betaluh," Mistress Jill said to the group, accompanying me with the six from the Board who would be judging my fairness.

Jaxson smiled confidently and bowed, he was listed as 6'2", his body sculpted - tone and muscle. Walking behind him, I placed my hands on his arse, feeling the tension the bend gave. He had built two large firm orbs from squats in his workouts. I moved my hands up his back, covering his naked body with mine, getting a gasp from the Board not used to so much contact.

I lowered myself to my haunches and ran my hands down his right leg, and up his left. I reached further and let his dangling cock slide along my forearm, my hand finding his stomach, then spreading my fingers and bringing them back under his balls, brushing his taint and tiny hole.

"Ohhh...Betaluh," Jaxson moaned, looking at me still bent over, I was tempted to kiss his perfect mouth on his perfect face. Judging by looks I knew I would want this man and scored him a 10 in my mind, however I knew I needed a consistent process for all eight men.

"Stand," I commanded walking in front of him. I stood close looking into his eyes, my hand drifting down and holding his cock, wanting to feel it swell. I shifted one hand up his stomach to his chest then down under his arm and grasping his left arse cheek, pulling myself to him.

His cock swelled, my fingers trying to hold back the rush of blood, it expanding at an amazing rate. I released it, running my hands up his torso, around his neck, pulling myself further into him, his cock poking me, then in a flash I dropped into a squat.

I held his length between my palms, the beautiful helmet of his masterpiece sticking out over my fingers. I slid my lips lips over it and this time there was audible discussion from the board.

"Is that legal?" one Board member asked.

"Can you be a nympho and a virgin?" Another quipped.

Feeling Jaxson's cock swell in my mouth made me euphoric in my command of the moment. I released him and gave him a kiss on the cheek and let him go. Scoring him a perfect 10, noting in the comments that I would score him higher if I could.

I moved to Carnvious, the memory of his long flowing hair, his thick mustache that led down around his mouth, chin shaven, lips big and thick, the hairiness sexy in this situation where I usually hate body hair on a man. He had a handsome cock, not as long as Jaxson's, but veiny and at least 7 inches and thick, above his shaven ball sack.

He bent forward without command and I stood at his front side this time running my hands through his hair, so soft and long, the generally hairiness of his body against his darker skin, I thought that he had some Greek in his blood.

I did the inspection backward, having him stand first, taking his cock into my hands, my mouth, then having him bend back over, feeling his body. He was in good shape, but compared to Jaxson, not as strong or hard bodied. His cock in my mouth swelled nicely, the thickness a fun difference.

I stepped back and scored him a very fair 8 out of 10, thinking if he were to make it out of the competitions, looks and body wise I would be very happy.

"Betaluh, the next six you did not choose so let me introduce them," Mistress Jill said looking from her iPad and beginning to read.

"Master Kenneth, he comes from Donnie's stable, transposition through my stable," Mistress Jill concluded. "Oh, I had better say that your first two selections are in Grand Supreme Mistress Night's stable, a centurion and a Master."

I bowed to Mistress Jill and looked at Master Kenneth, less hairy than Carnvious, a nice beard, strong shoulders, slender for his 6'4 height.

The next six I started on their front, on their cock and repeated the same process.

Kenneth's cock was nice - thinner - about Carnvious's size, maybe longer, it swelled nicely. His totally shaven balls and groin was a plus in some ways, but I missed some pubic hair somewhere. He was older, mid-30s and I knew he resides somewhere on our side of the street.

I rated him a six out of 10.

"Sir, Jesup, an independent Master, not registered, nor affiliated," Mistress Jill said, introducing the 6'1" man.

I would describe Master (Sir for unaffiliated) Jesup as a Ken doll in his late 40s. Gorgeous, no real muscle tone, short blonde hair with short hair throughout his pubic region. His ball sack hung lower, and seemed very full. Strong hands that held my head while I explored his skinny, but 8" cock, sliding it further back than the others.

I rated him a 6.5 out of 10.

"Master Rolando, part of Kingston's stable in Cardinal Creek."

He was a short man, stocky, looking like he bench-pressed every day, with a 46" or more chest, brown hispanic skin and features, but his cock although thick, couldn't even be 7". He smelled amazing and was uncut. I hadn't sucked on a foreskin like that before, the head finally making it out of it's covering in my mouth. I loved his brown eyes, and dark silky hair.

In an upset I rated him a 7 after initial feelings had him more towards a 5.

"Centurion Hinson, co-guard of the Grand Supreme Mistress with Centurion Jaxson," Mistress Jill said raising one eyebrow.

Hinson's body was similar, but like a deflated version compared to his partner, Jaxson. His red hair was soft and curly. It led to a full pubic region which he kept clean, the cosmetics he used making it a delight to smell, as I inspected his genitals and balls with my mouth.

I rated him a solid 7, matching Rolando.

"Submissive Karl, slave to Mistress Kerry of Cardinal Creek," Mistress Jill said, almost rolling her eyes.

I wondered what he did to make the lineup. He had to be the eighth selection based on merit; his score could have been high yet he barely qualified.

He stood six feet tall, 45 years old, his cock just over six inches long with average thickness. He was shaven around his genitals and he seriously possessed a Dad bod, as caucasian as he could be. He did smell amazing and his skin felt good in my hands.

I was generous in giving Karl a 5.0.

"Lastly, we have Master Ron connected to Master Donnie's Stable and affiliated with Juan Carlo's in Cardinal Creek," Jill said, her eyes looking at me for my reaction.

I turned to this man in his early 40s and saw a cock with a monstrous cap for a head. A helmet that when flaccid must have looked like a portobello mushroom.

"My God," I whispered, moving to him placing my hand around the shaft, it was less than average when deflated, but I was sure he had made good work out of it during the night. My thumb moved over the velvety head, his eyes rolling back. My lips pursed, letting them rest on its edges. I used my other hand to stroke his balls, feel his taint and hole, coaxing more blood into his shaft.

"Mmmmm," I moaned vibrating my lips, transferring the sexual energy to the large head, everything beginning to swell.

And swell...

And swell...

I pushed it into my mouth, the head expanding like it was going to fill my cheeks, the shaft pushing it forward. I had to pull it out, lick and spit, I wanted a test; Does this monster go back further I wondered?

"Gmmfft.."

I impaled my mouth upon it while it was still filling with blood; my throat taking more than I could imagine. I pulled off it and looked up at his face, the cock shadowing his torso. It was close to Jaxson's length with the monster head and thickness extending from the helmet back to his balls.

I felt his body: a strong older man with a slight Dad belly, but no handles. His back and body tight from many workouts. He also hadn't cleaned with much, if any, fragranced product causing a musky smell; I swore I tasted woman on his cock.

It took me barely a second before rating him a 9.5.

"Thank you Betulah, the competition for the honor of being your first will commence in 15 minutes, right after introductions," Mistress Jill said, my head swimming from the experience I just had of my own doing, taking eight cocks into my mouth assessing the attributes of the eight men.

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Competing for a Virgin

***For purposes of containing Betulah's night in sequence, we're going play out the competition for Amanda's virginity and her giving it in front of the multitudes of participants which happen after Hades Night concludes. We will back up and set up the final competition and what the other characters experienced during Hades Night in upcoming chapters.

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Sitting on stage with Grand Supreme Mistress Night, the Board and the council of the society of Cardinal Bay and Cardinal Creek had my head swirling. Eight men lined up to be judged, my own choice to take all eight cocks into my mouth, made me feel powerful and being the center of attention elevated my consciousness.

Out strutted the MC, a man named Randle - the community's biggest contributor - a larger man dressed in a tuxedo, his pants sporting a sizable bulge.

I chuckled at my hyper sexed mind, seeing the body of his cock pressed against the fabric of his pants. When I was introduced moments before, I got to strut out to thunderous applause, walking the runway, showing off my incredible wedding dress-like virgin attire. My body and soul sexed up and my confidence off the charts.

The dress was stunning, teal on more of a blue than green side, the halter top with wide extensions that met just above my cleavage, in sort of a mini breast plate design embroidered "Betaluh" the woven extensions were up and around my neck. The backless shape wrapped around my waist and spilled over my arse, high in it's cut, accenting my curves, billowing in all the right places.

My legs were bare and I was barefoot, giving me that virgin innocence; a small bird tattoo, the same color as the dress on each shoulder, albeit in different stages of flight. They had attached some beaded jewelry and a necklace. Anklets and armlets, and a dangling charm chain from the back of my necklace completed the ensemble.

They draped thin fabric around my shoulders, showing off the birds, tying it in knots. These were connected into a pair at my neck and a soft cloth semi-sheer veil, but gave the illusion of a covering. I looked like a hot, sexy nun with hooped teal earrings, a diamond forehead appliqué added last. In minutes eight men would compete for my virginity, taken on a bed suspended high above the stage, cameras and microphones recording and projecting every stroke, every aspect of my submission to a man; tearing the dress, discarding it to the crowd.

"I ask now for Grand Supreme Mistress Night's permission to begin tonight's pageantry with the offering of a virgin to her first man. This year it is not ceremonial: we have the real thing AND the completion of the honor." Randle said, looking over at the throne.

Duvessa nodded in approval.

"Let the competition begin!" Randle said and took the microphone from the podium and moved to a padded mat the size of a college wrestling mat. He stood in the center and the eight men appeared, in gladiator style outfits, just loin cloths covering their cocks and arse.

This would be the next of four scoring rounds and would be added to my total for physical prowess. He advised me that this would start with them getting to speak directly to me for between 1 and 3 minutes.

"Rolando!" Randle called out, handing the barrel-chested hispanic man the microphone.

He talked about my beauty and how my eyes went with the dress, spent a lot of time describing my body and how he would love me. His soft, caring tone was hypnotic and he didn't pause or add a lot of 'ums' and other unnecessary words, it was well thought out. The highlight of his talk was when he turned to me, got down on one knee and said - "Señorita, I will forever remember you body below mine; on all fours pressing against me; hovering above me like an angel. You have offered your mouth already taking me in to join us as one soul.

I gave him an 8, writing in the comments I might adjust it since he was the first one.

"Thank you Rolando, how sweet and romantic!" Randle said to the cheering crowd, half of them engaged in some sort of foreplay or sex act while watching. "Hinson! You're up!"

"I am up and have been since this vision of beauty took me into her mouth, just minutes ago," Hinson began and it summed up how he was going to address me, with cliche' and simple statements that would fall short. He tried to appeal to me using movie like romantic descriptors.

I gave Hinson a "5".

"Sounds Heavenly Hinson," Randle said transitioning. "What have you got to say Karl!"

I can't really say what touched my heart and why at the end of his three minutes, Karl had me crying. He talked about the importance of this decision and why it was the right one while society may say otherwise.

"Your foresight in sampling each of us in the most intimate way, next to a long drawn out kiss, tells our creators you know yourself and what you need in this moment and who is best qualified to judge your heart?"

"Holy fuck..." I said blubbering, getting on the iPad and giving him a 10.

"Karl, that was really moving..." Randle said, softly. "Jaxson, step forward to make your case."

Still wiping tears from my eyes, I sat on the edge of my seat staring at Jaxson, the gorgeous man looked back at Karl, then looking at me he addressed me.

"I cannot compete with that. Karl, you spoke eloquently and from the heart, though for such a prize I must try." Jaxson the centurion said to the submissive, then looked up at me.

I shivered. His gaze and words elevated him to a 10 to begin. He began to describe how he was going to love me, take my body, being very descriptive, loving me with his words.

"I will fill your body with my flesh, effectively making us one body," Jaxson was hunched over, like he was holding my body, our hips joined. "I will call out your new name when I finish...Zunroyz! - Sunflower!"

I felt my internal walls quiver, wanting him, feeling him. Jaxson got a 10.

Truthfully, after those two, the rest were not as confident, boasting themselves, talking about their cocks or conquests. Jesup received a 4, Carnvious a 6 and Kenneth a 5.

In walked Ron. That cock...oh my God, that cock.

My ex-girlfriend Terri had used many dildos on me and I had imagined larger slabs of flesh filling me, crawling into the cracks and creases in my pussy, but....... THAT COCK!

"I've seen you blossom as a young woman, living just up the street," Ron started. "To say I didn't wonder what you would feel like, slipping inside you, kissing you, pressing my chest against your breasts would be a lie. Expanding in your mouth was ethereal."

I shuddered...he was cute, but I had never considered him at that time, wrapped up in my womanly pursuits of the perfect pussy. It was like I had been transported back in time, imagining his gaze as I matured in the past, erotic now in the present. He was a sexy Daddy.

"The moment you put your lips around me, I knew I wanted to please you, to fulfill your expectations for your first time," Ron continued. "We will magically transport together through that ethereal plane together."

The video of past greetings, laying out and seeing him drive by, flashed before my eyes.

"For Fucks sake, ohhh..." I moaned, leaning forward, crossing my legs, a shudder of a small orgasm rippled through my legs, stomach and pussy.

I gave him a 10+ and commented, "He moved me close to climax".

##2 - Slave Treatment

Randle wrapped up the first competition and moved quickly into "Slave Treatment". He read off a scenario - my suitors would have 5 minutes to play out their treatment of the slave.

"Hinson, your submissive has not done all of their chores and the ones she did were sub-standard."

Hinson proceeded to describe how he would verbally debase and humiliate his submissive. He followed that up with a flogging and isolation in the corner. I was not impressed and entered a 2 for Hinson, all but eliminating him.

"Jaxson, your submissive has arrived late for a second time." He quickly took her over his knee and spanked her hard 50 times, then pushed his hand into her cunt and arse hole, she was moaning and quivering as time ran out.

I was cumming in my seat and scored Jaxson a 9, only because I felt I was favoring him. Jesup, Carnivous and Kenneth stumbled through some torture and pleasure, each scoring 4, 5 and 6 respectively.

"Rolando, your submissive has been pushing her limits and exploring being dominant. You find her training a young male slave without your knowledge," Randle said.

The burly hispanic took her quickly, cuffing her hands and pulling her by the hair and throwing her down. He was quick to hit her with a cane on her open legs, commanding to show her pussy, smacking the revealed lips as she cried out.

"Can you handle and give this kind of pain?" he called out, his cock hard, driving it into her pussy."

"YES MASTER! OHHH!" she cried out.

He fucked her through the time limit.

"Jesus" I said amazed at his dominance, fearful of the beating, but turned on. Rolando got a 7.

"Karl, your submissive is flirty with another Master, what do you do?"

"May I borrow Jaxson to represent the other Master?"

"Sure," Randle said. The short, dark haired woman listened to Karl for a moment then rubbed up against Jaxson.

Karl walked up to her, pulled her away from the strong centurion by the neck and kissed her hard.

Karl nodded to Jaxson and spun the woman around so her mouth was soon at his waist, taking his monster in. In an instant Karl was pushing his six inch dick into her arse. She was moaning and bucking against him to get all of him in before his time expired.

Karl gets an 8, in the comments I said a "Solid 8".

"Ron, your wife has been given to another Master and he is not satisfied with her performance and returns her to you, filled with cum, but he's unsatisfied."

I sat up again watching as he walked in with his wife Tina, the scene seemingly real, her mascara smeared, the splotches of spit, cum and other fluids absorbing the stage lights; she was pantiless.

"Wife! You displeased Master Carmron?"

"Yes Sir," Tina said, crying and throwing herself at his feet.

Ron knelt down, cupped her cheek and pressed his lips to hers. Obviously after taking many penises during the night, he knew he needed to pull her close, give her aftercare, and, after caressing her body, he cupped her breasts.

"You are a fine slave," he said, kissing her again as time expired.