Sacred Binding

The temple was built of cobbled stone and wood and the sanctum was lit by candle and beams of rainbow filtered through stain glass. Levi and Sam sat close speaking softly to one another because they were the temple's sacred androgynes and the rituals ahead of them would be rewarding with its high demands. This would be Levi's third rite of binding and this was Sam's first. So Levi spoke of the experience and Sam listened carefully though full with the excitement of butterflies.

Both had prepared well by days of ritual cleansing and they had begun their fast. Now it was late morning and they had already made themselves naked. Levi and Sam's eyes lingered on each other; close as they were however they could not touch for since they began their hunger they were not yet allowed to embrace one another. They could be no closer.

Sam's hands folded together, thumbs hidden. Levi breathed deeply. Neither could find words anymore; it was all anticipation of the ordeal and ecstasy to come. The shaman entered the sanctum with the mantled visage of the spirit fox; naked underneath his cloak. The sacred androgynes stood to their feet gazing upon the well endowed fox with awe.

The shaman arrived before Levi and Sam; regarding them each and spoke their names. He produced a bundle of ropes in his hands. The two then lowered themselves to their knees. "Please bind me! I am for Eros!" Sam begged and so did Levi, "Please!" And the fox obliged.

The fox wrapped Levi and Sam with the hempen material. First the legs, then a snug belt around the waists, then chest binds, and a third rope woven with tension between belt and chest merging the two as a harness. The androgynes prayed, "By bondage I am holy, I am for Eros. By bondage I am holy, I am for Eros. By bondage I am holy, I am for Eros. The one the gods fear. The one the gods fear. The one the gods fear. The one the gods fear..." Their arms were tied and then their wrists. And through gag they continued prayer rocking in their especially snug restraints with warm blushing faces.

First Levi was lifted by the shaman's and laid out on the altar then Sam. Moaning softly they struggled to sit up by their rope squeezed tender waists. The shaman watched as the two murmured their words softly and muffled. Finally Levi and Sam laid back with exhaustion and the foxen one left them satisfied that they were settled and committed. Indeed this would be a prolonged ordeal.

They awakened slowly. By the dim yellow light of candles Levi and Sam were on their backs; laid out on the altar side by side. Their wonderful and androgynous figures bound tight with lengths of hempen rope and their mouths gagged with two layers of cloth the outer layer pressed snug against their cheeks. Weary from fasting hunger and the restraints their eyes meet soulfully. Time was slipping from them, how long were they asleep? When did they drift off? For Levi and Sam it mattered not; they were only meek.

With a gentle roll of the neck Sam tousled a head of floppy hair, wavy and brown. Levi let a moan through the gagged muffled and mild. Both blushed with sacred arousal; bodies tingling with heightened sensitivity. First Levi wriggled with tender care and so did Sam. The two supported each other as they sat up and their waists were squeezed by the harness of the rope. Arms bound they collapsed their wrist tied hands together low. Through trembles they murmured their prayer of binding three and four times then seven.

The two laid back; feeling their weakness. Their eyes drawn back to each other with adoration for they were made naked with rope. And so Levi and Sam laid without the sensation of time. This trances interrupted by creaking door pressing forwards. The two flinched with anticipation then wriggled straining to sit up once more. Their eyes met with the shaman who was mantled with the spirit of foxes. Sam blushed with a bowed head and Levi trembled with eyes made obscure with loose dark curls.

The shaman entered and closed the door with care. Under fox cloak he was also naked. With a gentle touch he guided Levi and Sam resting their figures back on the altar table. Even with ginger touches they both moaned so sensitively. Their gazes alternated between one another and the shaman.

The foxen one recited the prayer of binding also three and four times up on each sacred androgyne as he washed their bodies with cool water and a rag streaking across supple skin; squeezing and caressing. And then he anointed Levi and Sam with sacred oils to the necks calling the name of the one gods fear. Their bodies came alive and writhed by the catalyst of the anointing; mewling as they were enraptured by the divine orgasmic presence.

The shaman stood before the altar well erect. He placed a silver cup at the space bellow Levi and Sam's feet; then grasped his phallus firmly. He grunted and spit upon hands as he stroked himself relentlessly. The androgynous ones held their heads up eagerly watching the Shaman tease and agitate himself; they writhed with oiled pleasure. And when the two could no longer hold themselves up he achieved gratuitous ejaculation; catching the essence with silver and a practiced hand.

The foxen one reached and unfastened the gags from Levi and Sam. The two mewled more as they wriggled and strained to sit up and they shuttered meekly while reciting the prayer of binding; this time unfettered by mouths stuffed by cloth. The shaman acted swiftly, first pouring milk into another silver cup and separated a small amount of his essence into that. Then with a helping of bread he soaked the rest, folding the pieces together and parting them precisely. He fed this to the sacred androgynes, first the bread then the milk. This would be their day to day nourishment; which they accepted gratefully though overwhelmed.

Lastly the shaman fixed Levi and Sam so that they were made snug with the rope and gagged them. He awayed from the altar. With scent of essence and oil lingered in the air the androgynes met with their eyes moaning with adoration as Eros manifested as waves of orgasm upon their tightly wrapped wonderful figures.

The oils of anointing dominated Levi and Sam. Bound as they were they were reduced to quivering, twitching, clay so starving. Yet their faith in the communion was sound. There was no doubt they would be sustained. Sacred in their bondage were nurtured by the fox. Levi and Sam saw only the ecstasy and soul in one another as they were brought through tears. Their bodies writhed as one desperate material.

The oils took their course and subsided after an unknowable amount of time and left the androgynes faint. Passed out from the ordeal. Awakened again by a creaking door Levi and Sam squinted and flinched. So sensitive to the light of day everything was a blinding rainbow. They struggled pitifully though they couldn't help it. They mewled at the approach of a shadowed figure. First one figure. Then a second. Then a third.

One shadow laid hold of Sam. The other took Levi. They were brought to their feet both so dizzy. They were untied but left gagged. And they were walk about the sanctum. Levi and Sam held on to their guides dearly as the third figure chanted. This was the voice of the fox. The androgynes were washed again with cool water and they drank gladly. Their supple bodies glistened in light and dripping water. Muffled Levi and Sam chanted three and four then seven as they were again made snug with rope and laid out of the altar shivering.

The fox chanted steadily and the guides tilted candles above the androgynous ones. Wax dripped. Levi and Sam moaned with desperation. Their eyes only now adjusted to the blinding color. The guide beside Sam was a lanky he-elf. The guide beside Levi was a woman. The wax continued to drip on tender skin. The neck, nipples, belly, upper groin and thighs. Both woman and elf gazed with adoration and they too found themselves longing at the sight of these slender figures; tightly bound submissions to Eros.

Candles set aside the woman caressed Levi; a hand cupped to cheek. The elf swatted her hand away. Levi twitched and Sam whimpered with raised head. The elf eased Sam back with a firm hand to forehead. The guides awayed and so did the shaman. Eyes drawn back to one another Levi and Sam basked in the ethereal light. Synchronized by pulse and breath. Alive and tender. They murmured muffled affections and thanked the one the gods feared.

The rites of sacred binding kept Levi and Sam three nights and three days. They were tended to, washed regularly, glazed with dripping wax, nightly they were anointed by oils and fed by the fox. Both so bewildered as at last they were unbound and ungagged. Shaky and brought to their knees beside one another before the guides and shaman who sat patiently. Raw and chafed.

Their voices were weak and strained. Levi hushed and took Sam's hips gently pulling the androgyne close. They embraced tearfully and warm. Sam kissed Levi softly again and again. Words were not important. They moaned for one another. And they laid slowly with delicate thrusting on one another. Groping and fondling; riding and rocking; until they were brought to mutual satisfaction.

The he-elf took Sam with more than arms. And so did the woman with Levi. Levi groaned and Sam cried as the guides held them down and gratified. The foxen one remained seated and watchful with his gray storm eyes, grunting and agitating himself. Sam gasped and hugged the elf with meek strength. Levi was pinned firmly and offered no resistance. The guides brought themselves to satisfaction. The shaman showered them with his essence.

Levi and Sam could now recover.