The Grand Moonwood Temple stood among the skyline of the capital like an ancient oak standing out from the canopy of a young forest. The main building of the Grand Temple was a massive structure, the entire edifice rising hundreds of feet into the air, forming a perimeter around the granite butte from which the Great Moon Tree grew. Its foundations were made of massive interlocking stone blocks resting on solid bedrock. They were fitted together so perfectly that the finest blade could not be inserted between them.
The main building was divided into an inner and outer section, separated by a ring shaped cloister. The outer ring of the structure contained such things as the Temple Library, chambers dedicated towards the study of the schools of magic, as well as the various offices of the Temple administration. It also contained facilities for the daily lives of the priestesses of the Moonwood Sisterhood; such as the kitchens, dining hall, and sleeping quarters.
The outer building then gave way to the gardens of the ring-cloister, carefully landscaped for the leisure of the priestesses. It contained a number of pools and fountains, a wide variety of trees, flowers, and herbs, whose colors and scents changed throughout the year.
Then there was the inner structure, built around and into the butte itself. In this sacred space, in which only the God Emperor and his priestesses were permitted to enter, was the heart of the Great Moon Tree. In the holy texts it was recorded that the God Emperor had jumped to the distant third moon and retrieved from there a seed and then planted it within the rock of the butte, carving out a safe place for it to grow. Now the inner sanctum was an extensive series of interconnected rooms, halls, and galleries. It was here that the most sacred rituals were conducted.
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As Luna's sacred light fell upon the Grand Moonwood Temple a structured cacophony began to call out from the arched arcades of the outer temple. A deep reverberating call of ceremonial long horns and rhythmic drums joined the sounds of musical singing bowls, their distinct sounds converging and filling the air, signaling the beginning of the ritual. A hush fell over the ranks of women gathered outside the temple. It was time.
Every month the Moonwood Sisterhood, as the sacred third moon approached fullness, assembled in
the woman of the Moonwood Sisterhood gathered together outside the inner sanctums of the Grand Moonwood Temple. Once more the. The Grand Moonwood Temple was a massive structure, carved into the side of the Great Tree, the holiest site in all the world. The temple was constructed of massive stone, wood, and metal, the entire edifice rising hundreds of feet into the air.
They were both honored and expected to drink deeply of the God Emperor's essence. Not only would their actions be required to maintain the ritual throughout the night, but maximally filling themselves with the God Emperor's seed would bestow upon them the greatest amount of thaumaturgical energy. The energy which the high priestesses needed to perform the spellcraft they themselves were capable of. While the highest ranking members enjoyed the ultimate reward of direct sexual congress with the God Emperor, the remaining tiers of priestesses were still delivered into a state of bliss through consuming his essence orally. Though the lower ranked priestesses lacked the talent or training to conduct their own magic, by taking in the divine essence of their God Emperor, they would become the sacred vessels of the God Emperor's mana.
The massive oaken doors of the Collection Chamber swung slowly open, and the procession of priestesses began their slow march inward. Their fingers traced along the rows of small chimes lining the atrium, announcing their entrance. Several lines trailed in simultaneously across all of the chamber's levels. The four floors of the collecting chamber were segregated, each subsequent floor housing priestesses of descending rank.
The collecting throne room itself was reserved for the high priestesses and saints, those who had recently esteemed themselves, and those of lower rank who had been selected via special lottery drawing. After the leaving collecting throne the godcum would then flow to the first floor, where the ranked priestesses were now gathering.
The second floor would then receive the godcum, as the first floors reservoirs spilled over, serving the Priestess Adepts.
The third floor served the novice priestesses. On this floor, the godcum began to be mixed with the waters of the Great Tree.
On the final fourth level the inexperienced initiates gathered. The godcum here was even more diluted with the sacred waters and of lesser potency; a necessity for the young initiates, for even diluted the godcum sent them into a rapturous state of ecstasy.
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The God Emperor stirred on the ceremonial Collection Chamber Throne. The room was dark save for the red and gold glows from his holy altar behind him. His face was youthful and chiseled though he had been ruling the kingdom for centuries. He had broad shoulders with thick biceps and thighs like tree trunks, his torso rippled with defined muscle.
At the moment he stood at over eight feet tall; his body had grown in preparation for the night of the collection ritual. He had focused his will and channeled his magical energy from the aetherical realm into his body, a requirement to funnel his prodigious magical energy into a form transferable with typical sex magic. His eyes were closed and he was breathing deeply. His powerful body belied a vulnerable, half-conscious, state.
He was reclining, knees bent and spread wide, comfortably on couch specially designed for collection rituals. There was a gap between his legs, with a depression and a trough cut into the floor of polished marble, made to funnel away the God Emperor's cum as it was collected. The trough led away from the couch before falling and spreading out like a cascading fountain across four floors. In this manner, many priestesses could gather at the same time to drink his magical cum. He was surrounded by high priestesses, who draped themselves over him and caressed his body. Throughout the day, they had been feeding him ritual aphrodisiacs and sacred Great Tree water. Ribbons of drug smoke curled through the air as lounging priestesses smoked sacred herbs in ceremonial water pipes, occasionally bringing one to his lips to help ease the ache in his magically engorged genitals.
The God Emperor stretched back against the cushions of the throne-like sofa, his high priestesses pressing back against him as he moaned softly under his breath. He reached down below himself where two women gently massaged his massive heavy balls, pulling and squeezing them. They were the designated masseuses for the night's collecting ritual, each masseuse needing both hands to hold and lift just one of his monstrous orbs. They were already euphoric from their prolonged handling of his royal member, but they knew they would have to wait until the end of the ritual before they could feel the full extent of his power. Their eyes were heavy lidded and droopy, their mouths open and breathing heavily as they continued their work.
Another euphoric woman knelt waiting between his legs, her hands grasping around his heavy shaft. She wore nothing but a rigid neck corset of white gold filigree and black silk, muzzling her mouth and covering her shoulders and neck. Delicate white gold chain loops hung down from her neck corset to her perfect breasts, locking to a pair of white golden nipple rings. Her hair fell long behind her like a waterfall cascading past hips that were wide and shapely. A small tufted tail hung dangling down from the base of her spine swaying slightly. She was a nymph.
She had been hand selected by the temple high priestesses after much deliberation to serve as tonight's cupbearer for his divine seed. They had taken great care choosing which female should be chosen for such a task. She was tasked with holding onto his penis as he came in order to ensure no drop escaped the collecting basin, in which she sat, or missed its way into any waiting mouth. As always, all attempts were being made not to waste a single precious drop of his most sacred nectar. She would spend the entire night kneeling beside him keeping watchful eye for each new offering coming along to drink of him. She was required to remain silent throughout the whole affair and allow everyone else who wished to take his potent gift before her. The white gold muzzle prevented her from both speaking and swallowing until the very end of the ceremony, when the neck corset was removed and she was allowed the final drink of his cum.
It was a coveted position. She would inevitably become completely coated with his semen almost immediately. Priestesses worthy of receiving such a blessing were carefully considered, even without drinking any of the godcum, the cupbearer would quickly become delirious with ecstatic pleasure but would need to retain the presence of mind to continue their duties.
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The drone of the horns and singing bowls and the beating of the drums roused the God Emperor, as the closest high priestesses increased the tempo of the caressing and whispered into his ears. Even semiconscious, he understood that the ceremony had begun. Great waves of aetheric energy pulsed into his body, flowing up from every part of his mighty frame and pooling in his groin. His cupbearer felt the heat building within him as well and she began to stroke his massive cock. Both her hands together could not encircle his girth.
The high priestesses kept whispering sweet words to him, calling forth his lust, while stroking his arms and chest. Others leaned forward to touch his naked body reverently, feeling the hard muscles of his shoulders and biceps as if touching some ancient stone statue. Their fingers trailed delicately across his smooth skin.
