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The Commander stood before the temple, the cold air blowing from the entranceway, which looked like a maw swallowing all light, the darkness obscuring anything that lay deeper within. After the welcome hospitality of the Palace, it looked downright menacing. It certainly didn’t look like somewhere gods would reside, but looks could be deceiving, and according to Bartolomeo, there were indeed some upset gods within the temple.
While the thought of incurring the wrath of the gods may have been frightening for some, the Commander was far too horny to be scared; fear of the gods was nothing in the face of his monstrous libido, especially since he knew those gods were really just some shipgirls in exotically sexy outfits.
He walked forward with a smile on his face, head filled with the thoughts of which positions he would make a mess out of them in– only to promptly fall as the floor gave way beneath him.
“Woah!” His stomach lurched as he fell, not far, but the suddenness had him panicking for a split second before he landed in a pool of water. He gasped and sputtered, pulling himself out of the pool and coughing up the water in his mouth, taking a second to recover from the nasty surprise.
“Oh~ a mortal dares tread on the domain of the gods, how brave. Well, I needed a new toy to keep me entertained, so let's see if you can get through my super fun trial of the gods,” the sound of a smug voice echoed around the chamber, rubbing salt into the wound.
He clicked his tongue. Maggiore; He was wise to her ways, no doubt her trial was simply a way to wind him up so he would punish her later. That said, the surprise water dunk was a bit more impressive than her usual pranks, and he had to admit it irked him. He had been feeling pretty good after dicking down three other smoking hot shipgirls, but the sudden dip in the cold water had definitely put a damper on all of that.
“You little-” he growled, before taking a breath and running his hand through his wet hair.
“Well, if you want to play that way…” he stretched his limbs, making sure everything was in working order before tackling the trial. “Then let's play.”
He set off determined to plough through everything the trial would throw at him so he could punish the cheeky god at the end, but despite his confidence, the trial of the gods was not as easy as he expected.
One room had the floor falling away behind him, forcing him to make a mad dash to safety, and another had him climbing up a wall with a rope, only for it to snap and leave him plunging into another pool. Each stumble and misfortune mishap would be accompanied by the laughter of Maggiore, who must have had some cameras considering how she taunted him.
“Aww, aren't you adorable, you've almost made it, c'mon keep going, I know you can do it if you try ahahah,”
Her patronizing words just pissed him off, ringing in his ears and digging into his head further with each humiliation he suffered. Frustration grew within until he was burning with rage; the only thought in his mind was making her pay for what she had done, and even if he knew that's what she wanted, it still didn't make his desire to punish her any less.
Finally, after all the tribulations, he conquered the trial, getting through the last obstacle and coming to a door, his chest heaving and sweat rolling down his skin.
Light peeked out beneath the door, he took a moment to catch his breath, before pushing it open
On the other side was a brightly lit room, potted ferns and a view overlooking the oasis. It was a lovely room, but he wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. His eyes locked onto Maggiore, who had got up from her bed and stood before him wearing possibly the sluttiest outfit he had ever seen, which was quite the statement considering what the other girls had been wearing.
“Wow~ you actually made it,” She cooed at him with a cheeky grin on her face, uncaring about how she had nothing but some thin strips of luxurious fabric hanging down to cover her fit, curvy body, a slight breeze would be all he would need to her her tits and pussy. Not that he needed a breeze, he was going to be seeing them one way or another.
He took a step forward, but stopped when she opened her mouth and said, “Since you managed to pass the trial, you get a super special reward.”
He paused from straight-up jumping atop her and pinning her down; he at least wanted to hear if her so-called reward was worth going through the humiliation of her trial.
Maggiore’s grin grew wider. The fact that she had him wound up to the point he would snap any second was exactly what she wanted, just a little extra push, and he would be railing her like no tomorrow.
“That's right, now that you've proved yourself…” Maggiore paused for effect, letting the tension between them hit a fever pitch.
“You get to become my servant!” Maggiore beamed, her smile a sharp contrast to the expression of sheer disdain on his face.
“You sure are lucky, getting to become a servant of a god,” She said, ignoring the way he looked like he could explode and turning her back to him, jumping onto her bed and lying down on her front. “How about you start by giving me a massage, haha.”
The Commander gritted his teeth; he had just about got sick of hearing her laugh, especially after hearing her so-called reward for all the pain he had gone through. He hadn't come here to massage her, no, he was here for something else, and he was going to get it whether she wanted it or not. Although Maggiore certainly wanted it.
“If you do a good job, I'll even let you kiss my feet, hahaha–” Maggiore threw her head back and laughed–until the Commander grabbed the back of her head and slammed it down into the bed.
“Umph,” her cry of surprise was muffled by the mattress, and before she could possibly resist, the Commander brought his hand down on her ass, cracking his palm across it and making her squeal.
“You shitty god, who do you think you are!” he bellowed “fucking me around and then expecting me to serve you,” another slap made her peachy ass jiggle, a red a raw palm print branding itself into her succulent skin.
Maggiore didn't answer, she couldn't when her face had been pushed into the sheets and he was slapping her ass, instead she spread her legs, the little thin string of her garments doing next to nothing to cover her dripping wet pussy.
He couldnt get over how much of a masochistic slut she was– which was what made her so fun to fuck.
He had his dick out in a split second, his frustration making it even harder than usual.
“I'll teach you what you are,” he lined up with her pussy lips, and slammed into her. His shaft split her tight cunt apart, tip smashing into her cervix and making her spasm like she had been shocked. The bed muffled Maggiore's resounding squeal, her head kept harshly pinned down despite her struggle to lift it, the Commander's strength evident in how he dominated her.
He moved forward, leaning over her. She was in prime prone bone position, letting him pin her down under his bulk and wrap an arm around her neck, putting her in a headlock.
“Hhnk!” Maggiore's teeth gritted into a wild grin, nails digging into his burly arm as her oxygen supply was cut off.
“You're no god, you’re just a slutty bitch made to be fucked by my cock,” he snarled, before going to town on her fat peachy ass.
“Aahahaha,” Maggiore laughed like a lunatic, his words were exactly what she wanted to hear, getting to her head and stimulating the part of her brain that got off on being degraded, making her pussy tighten up like a vice.
His hips came down on her ass like a hammer, drilling into her cervix and knocking the much-needed air out of her lungs, fortunately as a submarine Maggiore could go without air for some tim which meant he was free to choke her as much as he pleased, although there was a distinct difference between the depths of the ocean and getting dicked down like no tomorrow.
“I'm gonna fuck you up you dumb slut,” he hissed into her ear. “Gonna use you like a toy, until you fucking break.”
Each word out of his own mouth made him burn hotter, hips slamming into her faster and making her rear red. He didn't give a damn about what Maggiore wanted, all that mattered was repaying the pain she had put him through ten times over. He held her tightly and rutted her from behind, his cock like a jackhammer bludgeoning the entrance of her womb in an attempt to make her break.
“Hnnghaha,” Maggiore's eyes rolled back and drool spilled out of the corner of her mouth. He was fucking her like a cheap whore and she was loving it. The pain and pleasure made a mess of her mind and set her body alight, her pussy gushing and putting his cock into a tight deathgrip as she climaxed. The rush of exhilaration through her body was made even more intense by him plowing her through her orgasm, continuing to pound into her pussy like he wanted to fuck her to pieces. His cock repeatedly rammed her cervix, a shock to the system, making her go haywire, spasming and squirting like a broken faucet beneath him, staining the sheets.
“Cummingcummingcumming…” Her squeals quickly died down to a rasp as she struggled to get any more air, vision swimming and head feeling hazy, like she was drowning, causing her to cum wildly again.
In response, the Commander choked her harder, the more pressure he put on her neck, the tighter she would get, making her overwhelmingly hot to fuck.
At that point, he couldn't hold back, the trial had made him pent up with frustration and he was ready to unload it all into Maggiore’s cumdump of a body.
“Fuck, take it all you whore,” with a growl, he harshly hilted his dick into her and came. His cock throbbed and he blew his hot load into her pussy, thick ropes of semen burst from his tip, he reared his hips back to slam forward, unleashing another thick load like a shot gun, rocking her body and making her climax harder, coaxing out more of his searing semen.
Once he was done pumping her full of cum, he unwrapped his arm from around her neck and pulled out, hearing her mewl as his cock scraped along her sensitive walls and popped out, leaving her to spasm and moan on the sheets. She was out of it, but as he turned her around, he found she was at least coherent enough to smile at him.
She went to open her mouth to say something, but was silenced when he brought his hand down and slapped her. His palm struck her face and gave her whiplash.
Maggiore was shocked for a second; he had hit her so quickly it almost felt like it hadn't happened in the first place, but the way her cheek stung with pain meant he had, which excited her more than anything else. Her head whipped back around to him, only to find his towering cock dominating her vision.
She was given less than a second to admire it, before the Commander grabbed her twintails and slammed his cock into her mouth, stretching her throat and making her nose mash into his crotch.
“Hhrgk,” Maggiore choked hard, the walls of her throat putting pressure on his cock to try and expel it, but that just made it feel nicer for him. Her repeated gags and gurgles which vibrated around his shaft felt heavenly, and the way spit bubbled out of her lips meant his dick was nice and wet. The best part was being able to look down on her and watch her eyes roll back and tears fall down her cheeks, the sight fulfilling the sadistic desire that lay deep within him.
After a few more seconds, he deigned to pull out a little and let her breath– only to slam back in of course.
“grrk!” He drove his dick down her throat repeatedly, balls slapping against her chin and nose squashing into his pelvis. The way he pounded into her face would make her recoil back, leading to him yanking on her twintails to pull her towards his bucking hips. He forced fucked her mouth with a vindictive vigor, pumping the saliva out so it was frothing around her lips, gutteral gags and bubbling spit as her throat got the same treatment as her pussy.
“Yeah you love choking on my cock?” He sneered down at her.” Don't worry about passing out, it just makes it easier to rape you,”
She only grunted and gagged in response, her scalp stung from where he harshly pulled her hair, managing to pull a few strands out with how harshly he fucked her pretty little face. Her eyes rolled back and lips spread around his turgid cock made for a nice sight while he bucked his hips back and forth.
He hated to admit it, but it felt extra satisfying to have his way with her after her little trial. The frustration he had felt turned into passion and pleasure, knowing that he was putting her in her place. Even with her bronze head dress and the jackal-like ears atop her head giving her the look of a god, it didn't stop him from treating her like a toy, fucking her throat and making her choke around his cock.
“You little slut… I've got your favourite treat right here… so you better thank me.”
His breathing became ragged, her chokes and gasps around his shaft quickly became too much for him, and in a few more thrusts, he came.
He yanked her hair harshly, pulling her so far down his dick she was practically gargling his balls.
His cock pulsed in her throat, balls tightening as sperm traveled from them through his dick and into her. He moaned in satisfaction as he creampied her throat, flooding her stomach with waves of searing hot semen. More loads plastered her throat walls before he reread back again and continued to fuck her face some more. He made sure his seed would be painting every inch of her mouth and throat, pumping her so full of semen that it flooded her mouth and came out of her nose, making it spill out of her and drip down her chin.
In the end he kept her throat plugged with his cock, until her eyes became unfocused, prompting him to release his hold on her twintails and let her fall back off his dick. she gasped for breath, coughing and gargling from the thick cum filling her throat.
He couldn't tell if she was conscious anymore, but that didn't matter, she had fallen on her back with her legs spread before him, which was more than enough to entice him to plunge his cock into her spasming pussy and fuck her senseless.
He kept fucked her with impunity, her screams and squeals falling on deaf ears as he thoroughly violated her body to the point she was barley conscious, which just made it easier to rape her.
He felt that she hadn't paid him back for the humiliation she had put him through, and until he was satisfied, he wasn't going to stop.