Jaspernon The Prince : The Rise of the Cult of the Goddess: Chapter 4 : Part 1 : Adventures At Court Section 2 New Ceremony

    On the front row other males waited; Kaslarin’s civil servant assistant; Marice, a courtier friend of Jaspernon’s; Behind them were some of the women of the Court; Lady Genetta,  a friend of Riala’s who had been persuaded to join in a soiree with the Concubine, the High Priestess, the Prince and Alixerand earlier in the week. Lady Genetta’s husband Lord Generis was a handsome nobleman in his forties, with whom Riala had conjoined along with Lady Genetta and the Prince ; the Lady Canabey, a quiet but very pleasant woman, who Patience had talked to plenty, even before the Prince had led her into these adventures. The High Priestess had now encountered her a couple of times in the little soirees which they had held recently. Lady Canabey seemed particularly keen on enjoying sex with other women, although she would happily take a man to keep everyone happy ; There was also the young servant woman of Riala who had become such an open friend as her sexual confidence rose.

     Patience felt the touch of the four members of the Court.  She lay her head back and relaxed as they soothed her all over.  She was conscious of the room full of watchers, and although she knew virtually all of them, never before had so much attention from so many been focused primarily on her.  She had been a participant in a few small orgies since joining King Croesian’s Court, at the behest of Prince Jaspernon and the Concubine Lady Riala, but in those she had been one of a few rather than the centre of a crowd. Here the modest and humble High Priestess became the centrepiece of an ornate and beautiful orgy, which she regarded as an act of worship to her own Goddess.  Hands felt for her genitalia, fingers probed and entered in turns, sometimes one finger, sometimes three or more.  She was not always sure whose they were.  Any would do. They were all one, worshipping together.  All four members of the Court enfolded and surrounded her with their nakedness, moving slowly over and around her body, and ensuring at all times that the watchers could see some of what went on.  She moved from total relaxation towards excitement and orgasm as the ache of pleasure built up.  This was her performance and she could do what she liked.  She wanted to fill her vagina with something more complete than fingers.  Shifting she sat up slowly so as not to dislodge the fingers from her just yet.  She reached for the nearest penis, Denison’s, the Court Poet, which hung half extended to her left.  As she placed her tongue to it and flickered, it recoiled with interest.  His member was as strong and shapely as she remembered it from the last time they had entwined; like a stem of vigorous flesh it rose tall and stiff from his smooth stomach.  Gently he kneeled and nuzzled her, not intruding on the sensual ministrations of the other Courtiers

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   “Let me taste you,” she whispered, as she took him fully into her mouth, working her new expert tongue and her soft lips over it.  She moaned, parting her own thighs to reveal to all her desire for invasion by more fingers to begin.

   Riala motioned to Alixerand.  His penis too jutted out with obvious glee.  It would be his turn first to mount the soon to be shared High Priestess, and begin the long fucking, which would culminate with her elevation to a changed and altered Priesthood which would take new sexual messages and messages of generous love, both physical and platonic to all the cult members and citizens alike.