The Cleric
Jayda took Nart's hand and led him up the stairs of the temple of Orissia, the Goddess of Lust. He was hesitant, uncomfortable, just as she had been when she'd come up these steps a little over a year ago.
"Come on," she said softly, moving her face close to his, "you will like this."
Nart took a couple more steps and then stopped again, "I don't know. What if my ma finds out. She don't hold with places like this. It goes against The Six."
Jayda well knew that The Six referred to 'the righteous' gods of the northern lands. Like Nart, she had been raised in the Kallimar Valley where The Six were firmly worshipped.
She folded her arms beneath her breasts, pushing them up and forward a little as she did. Jayda knew she was pretty, far prettier than she had been a year ago the temple had helped her there. "Nart of Hemsgrove," Jayda put some metal in her voice, "I've paid the donation to the temple for you to have, what I am sure is going to be the most pleasurable time of your life. A donation of 15 silver pieces which were hard for me to come by. I do this because I am grateful of the care you gave me when coming here. So, are we going to worship Orissia together or not, I will be most annoyed if you say no."
Nart looked torn and Jayda instantly felt sorry for him. Her tone softened, she reached out her hand and smiled, "you will enjoy it and there is nothing wrong with Orissia worship here. We're in Bistora, the greatest city in the world."
Jayda didn't miss Nart's darting look at her. She was a few steps higher and his gaze looked at her bare legs and the short skirt that barely covered them. She leaned forward a bit to display her breasts a little better as they pushed against her tight shirt.
He sighed, "alright, let's go. I don't want to be seen by someone on the steps."
They quickly moved up and passed the giant, nude statue of Orissia displaying herself. The guard, a massive Orc, let them enter, recognising Jayda's clothing as an Initiate. Through the corridors, Jayda smiled whenever she turned to look at Nart. He was gawking at the temple and all of the sights. She could not blame him, the temple was home to the most beautiful women in the city all of them well versed in tempting men's eyes. When an Initiate whose large tits were fully exposed walked passed, Nart walked into a cabinet. Two other initiates that had been making out with each other at the time saw this and giggled. When he looked at them, they smiled and another lifted her shirt while the other reached out for him. Jayda quickly moved him along.
Soon after, she had to almost drag him away as a priestess walked by. Priestesses were the chosen of Orissia and underwent rituals to heighten their beauty to incredible levels. Jayda knew that had the priestess cocked a finger at Nart that there was nothing that she could have done to stop him from going with her. This priestess was an elf, so Nart would have found her even more exotic than a human woman. Granted, taking a worshipper brought in by an initiate would have been a serious breach of protocol.
None the less, Jayda was relived when she pulled the curtain on the assigned cubicle providing them a little privacy, and depriving Nart of added temptation.
Nart's reaction was different. He suddenly seemed nervous again, his eyes darting around and his hands clenched over his groin. "Uhhh... uh... uh... you, you don't have to do anything. I... I... wouldn't want to think... anyone to think, that I pushed you..." he babbled and stammered at her.
Jayda cut him off with a finger pressed against his lips. "Shhh, I want to do this with you. You were very kind to me when I needed it. I was a young, refugee girl, my parents dead and you brought me to the caravan headed here, you made sure I had something to eat every day. I owe you this much at least." She smiled, her face very close to his.
"Oh, no. I did that just to be nice, I didn't want..."
"I hope you do want it now," she quickly reached past his hands and managed to press a hand against the erection in his pants, feeling it lurch. "You seem to want it."
"Yes, uh, no... I don't want to take ad..."
Jayda cut him off again. "You are not taking anything that you aren't being offered. I want it too. I really want it, I want your big cock to fuck me, I want you to enjoy yourself, I want you to reach ecstasy and sacrifice you seed in praise of the goddess."
He seemed to relax a little but said, "you know our people don't hold with these Elven gods. The Six say that man and woman laying together without a marriage is wrong."
"Well, then stay standing," Jayda said with a coy smile. She took a step back and with a quick tug of two strings, her skimpy clothing fell to the ground. She was gratified by his gasp as he saw her naked body. It's true, that as a refugee a year ago, she would have been horrified to have Nart see her naked. Now though, as an Initiate of Orissia, she knew that her body was a tool of the goddess designed to bring men to their peak and sacrifice their seed. Using her body in this service was bringing joy and happiness to the world, the greatest goal of all.
Nart stared at her, he couldn't seem to look away, or even move. Her skin was the same, dusky tone as his, and while his hair was curly, hers was long and lustrous with some thanks to the cleansers as well as the blessing of Orissia herself. Her body was toned and her legs were long and shapely, her breasts firm and her dark nipples standing out proudly.
Taking advantage of his immobility, Jayda moved up to him and got to her knees. With little effort, she managed to remove his pants, despite his halfhearted attempts to stop her. It was her turn to gasp when she saw his member. It wasn't anywhere near the largest she'd seen, it was actually a little smaller than the average, but she could see that he was near his climax already. Precum oozed out of the slit and his large, hair covered balls were drawn up and close to the shaft.
With a quick and practised move, she placed her lips over the head while her right hand reached for an engraved chalice on the shelf. Her left moved up and lightly caressed his testicles and that, with a small grazing of her teeth against the swollen head of his cock, was enough for his release.