This story is a submission for the 2011 Literotica Earth Day Challenge
Cael grinned secretly as she took in the sight of her tribe waiting for her, since becoming the Warlord only two months previously things had rapidly changed for the tribe. She would drive out the foul invaders but first she must attend to the most sacred of their rituals, the spring Rebirth ceremony. The offering of strength and vitality to the goddess Eostre, so she may bless them with the regrowth of the land and the assured continuance of their tribe.
She approaches the line of her finest soldiers, they had competed for the right to be selected by her to take part in the ceremony of rebirth. Such had never happened before, it had always been a female offering but since she had risen to power the ritual must be changed to suit their new situation. It was certainly an un-intended perk of her rise to power. Not only would she be choosing the offerings to the goddess, they would become her commanders and guardians for their life time. Binding them to her through the ritual.
Slowly she approaches them, she strides carefully down the path between them, she must make her selection from the eight that had passed the strict trials that had been formed by the recruit trainers, the massive bonfire in the midst of the sacred clearing glimmered off their armor and skin. Giving off the feel that they were fit to be demi-gods themselves.
Their ceremonial armour allowed her to see most of their defined chest, the taut power in their legs and the potent strength in their powerful arms. She looked into each set of eyes, watching their unwavering gaze. The predator lurking in their eyes, their leashed power thrilled her. She would have control of that power tonight.
She grins at the men displayed for her, none of them had lost their rigid posture or their steely focused gaze. She gestures to her chosen men, they show no hint of surprise or eagerness as they approach her. When the first of the two reaches her, she rubs her knuckles against his cheek and reaches for his shoulder pad and removes it, then removes the other pad, completely baring his chest.
She smooths her hands over his muscular pecs, rubbing his nipples, Cael grinned devilishly to herself. She was going to get them so worked up the fire that would burn through them would be hot enough to incinerate them. He grinned at her then, while she caressed his abs that even though he couldn't touch her yet. He would punish her for her torturing touches, she winked at him to say that she would look forward to receiving his promised torment.
Cael opened the buckles on the tight leather leggings that encased his legs down to his knees and pulled them away from him then dug her fingers into the bindings of his loincloth and pulled it away. She barely managed to stop the gasp from falling out of her as his imposing size was revealed to her. She licked her lips at the thought of his big cock punishing her for teasing him.
Looking over at the ceremonial alter she grasped the prepared bowl of sacrificial oil and began stroking his muscles, slowly and deliberately. Intent on drawing it out for as long as possible, for he must wait until she had finished preparing his companion. She just knew that Cadeym wanted to throw her over the altar and slam his big cock into her, she had been teasing him since training began for this night. There had never been much doubt in her mind that she would chose Cadeym and his companion Brenhin for this night. All she had wanted was for them to prove themselves.