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"Up to the altar and be done with it wench;" ordered a
fidgeting shaman as he gave the female a grim stare accompanied
by the wrinkling of his lips to a mirthful grin of delight.
The girl burst into a slow steady whimper, stooping shakily
to her knees and cringing woefully from the priest with both arms
wound snake-like around the bulging jade jade shin rising before
her scantily attired figure. Her face was redly inflamed from
the salty flow of tears spouting from her glassy dilated
eyeballs.
With short, heavy footfals the priest approached the female,
his piercing stare never wavering from her quivering young
countenance. Halting before the terrified girl he projected his
arm outward and motioned her to arise with an upward movement of
his hand. the girl's whimpering increased slightly and she sunk
closer to the floor rather than arising. The flickering torches
outlined her trim build with a weird ornate glow as it cast a
ghostly shadow dancing in horrid waves of splendor over smoothly
worn whiteness of the marble hewn altar.
The shaman's lips curled back farther, exposing a set of
blackened, decaying molars which transformed his slovenly grin
into a wide greasy arc of sadistic mirth and alternately
interposed into the female a strong sensation of stomach curdling
nausea. "Have it as you will female;" gloated the enhanced
priest as he bent over at the waist, projecting his ape-like arms
forward, and clasped the female's slender arms with his hairy
round fists. With an inward surge of of his biceps he harshly
jerked the trembling girl to her feet and smothered her salty wet
cheeks with the moldy touch of his decrepid, dull red lips.
The vile stench of the Shaman's hot fetid breath over came
the nauseated female with a deep soul searing sickness, causing
her to wrench her head backwards and regurgitate a slimy, orange-
white stream of swelling gore over the richly woven purple robe
of the enthused acolyte.
The priest's lips trembled with a malicious rage as he
removed his callous paws from the girl's arms and replaced them
with tightly around her undulating neck, shaking her violently to
and fro.
The girl gasped a tortured groan from her clamped lungs, her
sea blue eyes bulging forth from damp sockets. Cocking her right
foot backwards, she leashed it desperately outwards with the
strength of a demon possessed, lodging her sandled foot squarely
between the shaman's testicles.
The startled priest released his crushing grip, crimping his
body over at the waist overlooking his recessed belly; wide open
in a deep chasim. His face flushed to a rose red shade of
crimson, eyelids fluttering wide with eyeballs protruding blindly
outwards from their sockets to their outmost perimeters, while
his lips quivered wildly about allowing an agonized wallow to
gust forth as his breath billowed from burning lungs. His hands
reached out clutching his urinary gland as his knees wobbled
rapidly about for a few seconds then buckled, causing the
ruptured shaman to collapse in an egg huddled mass to the granite
pavement, rolling helplessly about in his agony.
The pathetic screeches of the shaman groveling in dejected
misery upon the hand hewn granite laid pavement, worn smooth by
countless hours of arduous sweat and toil, a welter of ichor
oozing through his clenched hands, attracted the purturbed
attention of his comrades from their foetid ulations. The
actions of this this rebellious wench bespoke the creedence of an
unheard of sacrilige. Never before in a lost maze of untold eons
had a chosen one dared to demonstrate such blasphemy in the face
of the cult's idolic diety.
The girl cowered in unreasoning terror, helpless in the face
of the emblazoned acolytes' rage; her orchid tusseled face
smothered betwixt her bulging bosom as she shut her curled lashed
tightly hoping to open them and find herself awakening from a
morbid nightmare. yet the hand of destiny decreed her no such
mercy, the antagonized pack of leering shaman converging tensely
upon her prostrate form were entangled all too lividly in the
grim web of reality.
Shuddering from the clamy touch of the shaman as they
grappled with her supple form, hands wrenching at her slender
arms and legs in all directions, her bare body being molested in the midst of a labyrnth of orange smudges, purpled satin, and mangled skulls, shadowed in an eerie crimson glow; her confused
head reeled then clouded in a mist of enshrouding ebony as she
lapsed beneath the protective sheet of unconsiousness to a land
peach and resign.
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