A PROPOSITION: Chapter 1 – by Rarou
A supernatural being allows to fulfill my fantasies. , I have always had an overly active imagination. I could come up with entire worlds inside of my head. I can play out entire scenarios with me as the main character. Ever since I had discovered porn, my imagination started to come up with elaborate sexual fantasies and I had a lot of them.
Unfortunately I am unable to realize a single one of them. You see, I come from a very religious muslim family. So no boyfriend, no parties, dress modestly and more importantly no sex before marriage.
The chances of me getting some cock on the down low are. For one, the part of the city I live in is filled with religious people. So no guy would be willing to have some fun. If I left this part and went elsewhere, I would have another problem. I wear a hijab and modest clothing that covers everything except my face and hands. This is a turn off. The cherry on top is the be home before dark rule.
So I have to find other ways to relieve some of my horniness: mastrubating. During the dead of night, when everyone is asleep, I would hump my pillow with clothes pins attached to my bouncing titts. No one was going to interrupt.The privileges of having a room to myself.
I would also finger myself and wear my butt plug under my clothes as I go about my daily life. Sitting at the family table or going out shopping with it up my ass was the best kind of turn on.
And that’s what my sex life has akways been like. I’m 22 years old, still a virgin and still living with my parents. There’s no possibility of getting laid any time soon. During the week I go to university and on the weekends I work as a tour guide at the Museum of Anthropology.
It’s the weekend so I take the bus down to the museum. I have my uniform on, consisting of navy blue trousers and a waistcoat with a white button up shirt. My shirt is a bit small, so medium c cup breasts are squeezed a little. I’m wearing a white hijab and I have my trusty butt plug in place, nice and snug up my ass. Today is going to be a busy day., We have just opened a new Greek exhibit that has attracted a lot of people. As I walk people through the various exhibits I can’t help but imagine myself naked and putting on a show for everyone to see.
Throughout the day I feel the nice burn of my plug as it slowly stretches my asshole. Recently I have been starting to train my ass and have been slowly increasing the size of my plug. I want to be able to fuck myself on a dildo soon.
It’s the end of the day and the last visitors have just left. I wave at the security guards that are locking and start heading towards the employee lockers at the other end of the museum. Without the visitors, it looks deserted. As I walk through the new Greek exhibit, I hear a whisper. I stop in my tracks and realise it’s calling me, “Hello there. Yes you there,come here. Come a little closer. I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
I hesitate, I know it’s a terrible idea to go towards the voice but I feel compelled to follow it. As I get closer to the voice, I realise It’s coming from a statue.
“Touch me,” it whispers again.
I hesitate again but a supernatural force pulls my hand forward and I touch the statue. As soon as my fingers touch the stone, a light envelopes me and I feel a rush of wind making my hijab flutter. A ten feet tall humanoid creature appears before me. He has the body of a man and the head of a bull. He is completely naked showing off his well defined muscles and his giant cock.
Fear envelops and I start screaming for the guards but no one comes.I feel frantic. I want to run but my legs are glued to the floor. The creature pears down at me and smiles.
“ No need for fear, I’m Zeno the greek god of sexual desires.”
“ What?” I croak out.
“As soon as you stepped into the building I could sense your immense sexual desires. So I beconned you to me. I have a proposition for you.”
“ A proposition for me?” I ask. My fear has begun to recede and it’s being replaced by curiosity.
“ Yes, you let me feed on your energy and I’ll make one of your fantasies come true.”
“What do you mean by feed on my energy ? How will it affect me?”, I ask.
“ Whenever someone engages in sex they release energy that I feed off of to keep myself sustained. You won’t feel any side effects.”
“How will you fulfill my fantasy ?”
He gives an arrogant smirk and says, “I am a god, I have the power to warp reality. I can make anything happen.”
“ And when the fantasy is over? What are the consequences? You know I’m a virgin”
“ That’s the best part, no consequences. You return to your life like nothing happened. As for your virginity, you keep it. I’ll make it so it’s not an issue while you play out your little fantasy ”
Despite my reservations, I was considering accepting his deal. In my gut, I had a feeling that he wasn’t lying to me. On top of that, no consequence sex, that was most tempting of all. I can finally have some dick.
I extend my hand, “ I accept your offer.”
He gives me a huge grin and shakes my hand, “ Perfect then let’s get started.”
He disappears and I’m alone in the exhibition. Suddenly my clothes begin to shrink and disappear. My breasts bounce and jiggle when the last of my bra vanishes. My crotch is squeezed tight as my underwear disappears. The room shifts and I find myself sitting in a chair, my ass in the air.I feel a sharp pain on my nipples and crotch. Looking down, I see that I now have two large hoops piercings on my nipples and another on my clit. My hijab disappears and my hair is put in a high ponytail. My lon curly black hair fanning out behind me.
“ Let’s get you ready whore,” says a voice behind me.
I turn my head and see a man that appears beside me. I try covering myself, embarrassed that the man is seeing my naked form.
“ Ah! Don’t look at me,” I cry out. Unfortunately, my arms are strapped to the desk in front of me.
“ No need to be embarrassed whore, soon everybody will be seeing you,” he laughing at my struggle.
He then crouches down. I resist and protest as he opens my legs with a spreader bar secured to my ankles but he is stronger than me. He then shoves a gag into my mouth to silence me. I can feel my wet pussy dripping down my legs and onto the chair. Despite the rough handling, I have never been so turned on in my life. I have always wanted to be treated like whore. He attaches a sign to my nipple piercings reading Cumslut for sale. It’s weight on my nipple is the best kind of pain. The man then shaves off my pussy hair and tatooing a code bar on my thigh.
I feel a sharp slap on my left ass cheek. I jolt from the pain. My arms strain against my bonds. I look to my left and see another man that has arrived. He leers at me and I notice that in his hands were a tube, a syringe and a bucket of water. He reaches between my ass cheeks and yanks my plug out. I cry out in pain around my gag. My hole twitches at the sudden emptiness.
He then begins laughing, “ Look at this Chris, her hole doesn’t know what to do now that it’s empty.”