God and Thrall

She awoke to the light streaming through the curtains, acutely aware that she was not in her bed. Her breathing quickened. Panicking, she cried out and jolted in the bed. A hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Shhh. It's okay." He said as he pulled her closer to him. When she saw him, she remembered the previous night. The Choosing, her acquiescence to the God. The exquisite pleasure he had given her. She sighed and wrapped her arms around him and buried her head into his chest.

"I'm sorry my Lord. I am in an unfamiliar place. I was scared." She said to him, playing lightly with the hair on his chest. He kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"It's all right Thrall, I understand." He pulled her closer and held her tight. She looked into his eyes, saw his lips, and instantly needed to place her lips on his.

She reached her hands to the sides of his head and raised her head to kiss him. When he kissed back, she gasped and kissed him deeper. She felt his hips move and him ready and hard against her body. A flush of warmth went through her and she pushed her leg in between his and placed herself to straddle him.

The God, feeling her body respond, forced his leg towards her, drawing a cry from her mouth. He devoured her lips hungrily, drinking in her pleasure as she ground her hips into him. He bit her lip, hard, then harder, and even harder as she moaned for him.

"Does my thrall want her God's cock?"

"Yes...Please..." She groaned, grinding her hips still.

"That's not how we ask now, is it?" He wound his hand in her boyishly short hair and pulled her back, staring intently into her half-lidded eyes.

It took her a few seconds to understand and when she caught on, she blushed.

"Ask for your God's cock, thrall." She swallowed.

"Please my Lord, can I have your cock in me?"

"Good thrall. And yes, you can." He let go of her hair and threw back the covers. He was erect and thick, with a patch of curling brown hair covering his balls. "Suck your God's cock."

She situated herself and boldly took his head in her mouth, slowly moving up and down until she had it halfway into her mouth. She felt him grab her hair, as he slowly thrust into her open mouth.

"Deeper, thrall." He said in a dark, lusty voice that made her body tighten.

She obliged. Of the people she had been with in the village, most had been smaller and skinnier than the God. But she was determined to try and fit his entire member inside her mouth.

With each thrust, she moved her head towards his body, and after some working she managed to almost meet her lips to his body. She paused and reveled in the feel of his cock hitting the back of her throat, just barely allowing her to breathe. She closed her eyes and slid her mouth down the last inch. She heard him curse as her lips touched his body.

He held her there, with his cock down her throat as she felt his member pulse. Seconds passed and she was running out of air. She tapped him lightly on his thigh and he allowed her to ease her mouth off his cock.

"Ohhhh. You're such a good thrall to take my cock like that on the first try." She smiled as she slipped her mouth back down his member. Having felt her throat and how tight it was, he started thrusting into her mouth deeper.

"Good thrall. Worship my cock." She moaned around his cock as she matched his thrusts. She heard him curse again as he sped up. The sounds of his breath coming faster urged her to keep going. She wanted to be good, to please him after the pleasure he had given her the night before.

"Look at me." He abruptly pulled her head off his cock. As she turned her head towards him, the look in his eyes excited her and made her gasp.

"Get on my cock." She hesitated. "That was not a suggestion." She kneeled up and straddled him.

"Where's my cock going, thrall?" He asked as he used one hand to guide his cock and the other to hold her.

"In my cunt, my Lord." She moaned as his member slid inside her. Like the night before, his cock filled her and was almost too thick, but he thrust the last few inches into her as she gasped and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"Your cunt is so wet. This is a beautiful offering for your God." She slowly started to move her hips up and down his member.

"Ohh, you can do better than that, thrall." He grabbed her hips and thrust into her hard. A small sound escaped from her and she tried to match his thrusts, picking up her pace.

The pleasure coursed through her body as she panted, riding his cock. At each upward motion she contracted her muscles and squeezed him. He let out a growl as she closed her eyes, overcome with the sensations.

He stared at this new thrall as she rode him. He admired her eagerness to please and loved her enthusiasm for his cock. He watched her and marveled at how unlike any of the other villagers she was. They all had believed in him, this was true. But many just wanted to experience the pleasure he could bring them. This didn't bother him, as he was lustful and wanted to fuck the world.

But this one, she had given herself over to him willingly and completely it seemed. She tilted her head down and looked at him with her lips half parted, moaning, and stared into his eyes. He thrust harder and watched as she threw her head back and let out a scream of pleasure. He pulled her down to him and her arms laid on either side of his head, placing her ample breasts near his face.

He wrapped his arms around her, held her close, and thrust faster and deeper. She cried out screaming again.

"I want to feel you cum on my cock, thrall." Just when she thought he couldn't go any faster, he did. "I want you to pray to your God."

She felt the tension start in her limbs, and knew she would have a large, explosive orgasm, the likes of which were only ever given to her by her hands late at night. She cried out.

"Tell me you're cumming."

She felt it build and build and finally, like a tsunami crashing to the shore, the orgasm wracked her body and made everything in her body tingle.

"I--I'm cumming." She screamed as he thrust into her over and over.

"Who are you cumming for?" He asked.

"My God!" She screamed.

"Cum for me again, thrall. And tell me who you're cumming for." Giving her no chance to recover, he pounded into her.

Another wave built and then crashed into her body.

"I'm cumming for my God!" She screamed and held the last word as she felt another orgasm building. Her moans became louder and faster.

"I-I'm going to cum again!" She struggled out. He bit her nipple, and she came in wash of pleasure and pain.

Her cunt was exquisite to him. Every time he felt her cum, her muscles would contract and release, gripping his cock tightly. He growled and let go of her breast and devoured her moans into his mouth. He kissed her ravenously. This thrall sounded so good and he wanted to see how far her devotion would go. He let her go and pushed her upright so her hands were by his stomach.

He grabbed her hips and ground them into him, and found she was eager to continue. He threw his hands to the side and watched her.

Her head thrown back, she continued grinding his cock faster and felt another orgasm building, building, and when she couldn't hold it in anymore, she screamed.

"I'm cumming for my God!" Her hips sped up franticly as the orgasm left her lightheaded and screaming. She spasmed on his cock, and he felt her almost go limp. But he wanted one last orgasm from her.

He grabbed her and pulled her close again, and thrust fast and deep into her wetness.

"I'm going to cum in you, thrall. Cum for me again." Thrusting a few more times, he pushed her down onto his cock.

"I'm cumming for my God!" She screamed as her orgasm gripped her again and he felt her cunt constrict more tightly than all the other times. He held her there as he came in her, feeling her quivering and shaking, and hearing her scream. He finished and she collapsed on top of him, having no energy to hold herself up.

They laid panting. The thrall on top of the God. After a few minutes, she moved her body off him, his cock sliding out of her and both moaned. She curled up on his side as he wrapped one arm around her shoulders and hugged her tightly as she placed a hand on his chest.

She felt his other hand move and it touched her chin, bringing her to meet his gaze. They stared at each other for a beat and then his mouth covered hers tenderly and he kissed her deeply.

She sighed into the kiss and pulled away reluctantly, dropping her head into the crook of his arm. She caught her breath, marveling at how intoxicating this feeling was.

Maybe serving a God wasn't as terrifying as she had once thought.