Ritual

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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The siblings sat in the dark, high above the audience chamber. Wearing only loincloths, the sat quietly and watched the scene of depravity before them. He knew his sister was excited. He could tell by her erect nipples. The gold paint on them could not hide that fact.

He was becoming aroused too. Thirty feet below, a slave girl was being penetrated by three young males slaves. The slaved fear and agony was a real source of pleasure. She began to touch herself...rubbing her crotch slowly. He was dimly aware. His own arousal growing.

"Brother, I want it...please..." She turned and whispered. She was forbidden from being touched by another man unless her brother allowed it...which he rarely did....it had been months since her last penetration...and that was only a by a slave boy for a brief moment. He'd cum too soon...and was put to death for failing to please his princess. How she needed to be touched.

The orgy below culminated with a young slave girl being held down and being fitted with a distinctive headdress. The headdress was primarily a large funnel, the end of which was sculpted to resemble a penis. The phallus was shoved in her mouth, the wide end of the funnel filled with the collected semen of the day's ejaculation from all the male slaves. Nearly a gallon of semen was poured into the slave girls mouth, and down her throat. She swallowed as much as she could...gagging and choking near the end, finally vomiting it up and all over herself. The Trainer, a tall, muscular woman in gold and bronze, rushed forward and tore the headgear from the slave girl. The Trainer slapped the slave girl savagely, "Beg your princess' forgiveness for your failure!" The Trainer shouted. The slave girl knelt and began to beg pitifully. This particular trainer was known to be merciless...

The princess touched herself again....she could not contain herself.

She left her chair and began to beg. She kneeled at his feet and pleaded with him...

"Please, my brother..have I not always served you? Have I not always sucked you? Have I not always given you what you desire?"

He smiled at her...dear sweet sister...her brilliant eyes....her sparkling lips....no...not this time..he would not give in to her this time.

"You cannot." He answered simply.

"WHY!?" She asked exasperatedly...

"Choose a slave...have him or her prove their worthiness... and I will allow one to suck you. Until then, you may suck me."

She moved between his knees, knowing it was better to obey. She took his penis in her mouth and slowly sucked, resigning herself to a life of sucking and subservience. . .

He closed his eyes and relaxed in the sensations. .she was skilled, this royal princess. The sounds of punishment drifted up from the floor below them. . . When he was ready to snap his fingers. She jumped back, and a slave girl quickly rushed forward, catching his semen in her hands. It was Law that no royal secretions could be wasted. The Prince came mightily in the slaves' hands, and she obediently lay on her back and raise her legs in the air.

"May the Gods favor my womb and bless it with the Pharoah's progeny." She whispered ceremoniously as she rubbed the warm semen all over her pubes, pushing some of it inside her. He watched quietly as the slave girl efficiently performed her duties.

"Such laws as we have are not fair my brother!" the princess said. "I suck and suck, yet never a drop of your cum do I taste. Never a drop! Only slaves cum is good enough for my pussy!"

"Sister, these are the Laws. I must never cum in you. You must never have a lover I do not approve. You may drink me. Not until the ceremony of Ascendence. Pick a slave. Be content with what you do have."

With that, he left her, standing there, while the slave girl continued to rub his semen into her.

Scowling, she dismissed the guards. "Away!" The Slavegirl stood to leave. "Not you!" the princess snapped. the slave girl, whose name was Aresa, knelt down, instantly.

"My Princess?" The slave girls voice quivered. The princess eyes her like a predator. She sat back in her high backed chair and smirked at the slave girl, who was barely 20 seasons old.

"What is your rating, girl?" The princess asked as she casually dipped a finger into her luxuriously wet pussy.

"I'm a third year adept, your highness."

"Excellent. assume the Offering position, stand here. "

the girl bent over and touched her toes, arching her butt out.

"Here, above my face."

"B-but my princess..." the slave knew what the princess was up to.

Angrily, the princess reached and cruelly twisted the slave's nipple. "ABOVE ME!"

the girl complied.

"Now, Pretend you are milking your lover! Do it!"

The Slavegirl contracted her vaginal muscles and pushed the Prince's semen out of her...strings of it oozed out....slowly...the slave girl whimpered. She knew a sacred law was about to be broken. . .

The princess extended her tongue...it practically tingles with excitement.

then it's happening....the semen she's craved for years drips slowly onto her tongue...she licks and swallows, extending her tongue for more...

The next drop falls...it's like a drug...she's lost in sensations...

She does not hear the prince enter behind her. Aresa cries out..."My princess, we are discovered!!"

PART II

The Prince rushed forward and threw the slave girl to the ground. He slapped his sister with such force, her face instantly bruised.

"Greedy wench! Look what you you've done!" He growled at her.

"You and your slave girl will be punished...according to the Law."

"Please, my brother, no..."

The slave girl quietly began to cry.

"Please, my brother, my prince, no one must know...we kill the slave girl...no one need know!"

"The Law requires punishment."

"Please, my brother, not the Rings of retribution....please...." the princess began to quake with fear.

The Ring of retribution were four circular rooms with connecting doors. There were horrible rumors about them. No one but the prince and a few other knew what they indeed contained. . .

The prince was torn. Love for his sister made him want to protect her. But her disregard for tradition and laws has cost her dearly. More than she currently realized.

"You will pay for what you have done, and not by my hand." He turned on the slave girl.

"You, I will punish myself." With that, he grabbed the slave girl and dragged her into the first room of rings, leaving his sister to wonder what her fate would be.

"If you live, you may never speak of this, or all you share your secrets with will die." He whispered to her fiercely.

The first room was soft, with thick carpets and cushions. The center of the room held a bronze chair that spun in all directions and had no seat. He threw the slave girl in locked her down. He turned the chair over and roughly pushed his finger into her anus. She cried out.

"Aresa, you were a favorite of mine. So young, so sweet. I'm so disappointed."

"I'm sorry my prince...she forced me..." The girl cried.

The Prince knew the girl was telling the truth. But someone must pay. The Curse had been awakened. Someone had to pay.

"Please my lord...use me...punish me..." The girl knew cooperation was her only way out. She sniffed and forced back the tears.

The prince removed his loincloth and began to stroke himself.

"Above you, Aresa is the Rings Servitors. Twenty-Nine slave girls....not unlike your self. The minimum is a third-degree adept....but there is a difference. They have near complete control of their bodies. Trainers are filling them with liquids as we speak...diuretics. Potions to make them pee. Each one will spill their urine on you from above. Each one will taunt you as they wash you with heir fluids." He gave a hand signal, and the sound of moving stone filled the First Ring Room. Then a stream of golden liquid began slowly at first and then more powerful...the prince moved the chair so Aresa' anus was exposed to him and the golden stream hit her face. He roughly forced his penis into her anus, and she cried out, spitting and choking on the urine in her mouth...

From nearby, the Princess watched. She'd sneaked into one of the secret observer's tunnels. And stood quietly, watching the scene before her. So far, she felt it was mild. Aresa, on the other hand, cried out in protest as her anus was stretched wide, her mouth filled with piss. Suddenly, the princess felt strange. Her breasts ached, and she felt flushed. Her clothing was suddenly very constructive. She shook it off and continued to watch the scene unfold before her.

The Prince continued to sodomize his young slave, while the gold streams poured from above. When, finally, they stopped, Aresa was in tears. But she perked up and spoke immediately.

"Thank you, my prince. How else may I serve you?" She whispered.

The prince smiled and unstrapped her. She kneeled perfectly. She looked a mess.

The prince grabbed her and dragged her to the next room.

"Come with me!"

The Second room was more significant, with a vast pool of what looked like semen, in the center. Ringing the pool was a narrow walkway. The pool glowed with a magical light.

"This is the Essence of Kings..." the prince began "the collected semen of all the lands rulers since the beginning. You must be bathed in the Essence of Royalty by a Guardian as part of your punishment. "

With that, he threw her in. Out of the oily pearly liquid rose the Guardian. A tall woman likes thing with six breasts and four arms. The Princess, who had followed secretly in her passage, gasped in horror. What manner of creature was this? Then she felt it again. The heat of her own body. The She felt a bump on her chest, between her full breasts. She scratched it curiously. She removed her clothing and stared in awe as a third breast grew on her chest...

Meanwhile, the Guardian began to cleanse Aresa. It roughly held her wrists together and with supernatural strength, lifted her above the surface of the pool. The Guardians lower set of arms grabbed her ankles and kept them wide apart. The Guardians middle pair of arms began to scoop up the magically preserved semen and rub it into Aresa's skin. The guardians' strong fingers pushed into Aresa's mouth, filling it with sperm, they drove into her vagina, rubbing the essence in the poor slave girls insides. The fingers pushed into Aresa's anus, deep. Stretching it wide and filling with even more semen. The guardian's hands massaged it into her hair, her skin, every pore of her being was penetrated with the Royal Essence. She was now, totally, the property of the Pharoah.

The prince watched quietly. The Guardian was powerful but skilled enough to handle even the most delicate persons without hurting them overmuch. He smiled when the guardian was nearly done, holding Aresa's limp form above the pool that the essence might drain out of her orifices and slip back into the magical pond.

"Aresa, slave, take the guardians breast in your hands and suckle. She will provide you with the nourishment you will need to endure your upcoming trails."

Weakly, timidly, aresa did this. She touched her lips to the guardian's large nipple and gently sucked. She noticed a shining clear liquid trickling from the guardians other breasts. Then, suddenly, it squirted into her mouth, and she swallowed.

Instantly she felt refreshed. Invigorated. Aroused. She sucked hungrily at the creatures tit. She moaned and whimpered when the guardian pushed her away and set her before the prince.

The princess looked at her brother's cock. It stood out firm. She glanced down at her new appendage. Full, pert, topped with a hardening red nipple. She began to love the idea of having a third tit. She squeezed it and realized it was more sensitive than the others. She moaned out loud.

The prince's head whipped around. He rushed towards the secret entrance to the observation tunnels. He tore open the passage before the stunned princess could flee. Furious, he grabbed her and threw her down.

"WHY!?" Then he noticed the third teat. He smiled at her. "It's the curse. You're changing."

"INto what!? What do you know of this?" Just then, she felt an irresistible urge to plunge into the pool of semen. She wanted to taste it. To drink it. To be immersed int eh semen of her forefathers. The prince saw this and held her fast.

"Aresa. You are lucky. The princess shall take your place in the next Ring. You shall assist me."

"What!?" Both women said aloud.

The princess swooned as her vision blurred. Before their very eyes...she changed....she spread her legs wide and exposed her waiting for womanhood. Her outer lips curled and spread on their own! A long slender tongue slithered out from between her folds. . . It seemed to becon the prince...

Aresa gasped. This prince just laughed... this was only the beginning. . .

PART III

The princess squatted on the ground, her new vaginal tongue lashing out now and then. She wore a collar and leash. Aresa, the little slave girl held the leash. The prince was nearby.

They were in the third ring of the Rings of Retribution. Aresa had served and survived well the First Ring, and the Second Ring, the cleansing. But she would not finish the tour of the rings, at least not as a prisoner. Her delicate lips almost smiled as she realized her relief. It was the Princess herself who would take her place.

The third Ring was home to yet another guardian. This one was a female figure as well but boasted an enormous penis-like member. Without ceremony, it was thrust down the Princess' throat. She gagged, and pulled back, not used to taking such rough entries. She was held fast by the guardian's many arms.

Her eyes teared, but she tried on. Aresa knelt next to help prince. He pulled her up and said to her.

"No, you are not the slave now. She is. You are the princess. Do as you will. "

Aresa was timid at first. But soon enough she slipped into her role as a trainer. She bade the guardian hold the princess down and remove it's a phallus. The Woman-THing did as it was told. The princess' vaginal-tongue lashed hungrily, her three tits swelled. Aresa squatted over the princess. She gently cupped her own tiny breasts and looked down at the princess and then let a little stream of golden urine squirt out, landing right in the princess' face. She cursed but soon stopped as Aresa continued the golden stream...drowning out all complaints.