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... was... "enlightening," to say the least.
Every evening, after the wards were set and the fire lit, the ritual would repeat.
Vespera would strip, anoint the idol with her fluids—a liquid prayer I now found deeply endearing—and then she would present herself to me, her body a living altar upon which I could perform my divine rites.
And I, as the benevolent "Messenger," would oblige. I would take her, again and again, in every way imaginable. We would fuck until the sun came ...
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