Admire yourself in the mirror

You take a moment to admire yourself in one of the Revered Mother's mirrors. Running your hands down your full curvaceous form. Your hair, dark as a moonless night, frames your soft delicate face, long lashes flutter around your ocean deep blue eyes. Your hands cup your breasts as you compare them to Nabella's, the Revered Mother's being larger, but you both share the same wonderful teardrop shape. Your stomach is softer, and your hips wider, giving you the barest hint of pleasing jiggle when you move. Your rear is round and full, catching eyes of men and women alike, and between your smooth thighs lies your Mistress given cock, smaller than Nabella's monster, but capable of pleasing and more than large in it's own right.

You give your cock a couple of soft strokes, wondering how to pass the time, the sights, sounds and scent of the temple already driving you to a more excited state. "Priestess Arianae..." you turn, hand still on your member as you face the unrecognized voice. A mostly naked acolyte stands framed in the door, her soft slender form lit by the glowing offering vessel she is carrying. "The Revered Mother wishes us to bring all filled vessels to her..." she explains, running a pale hand through her soft red hair, her face dusted with pleasing freckles.

"I see...bring it here." your hand drops from your half swollen meat as you beckon the acolyte over. With a bowed head the acolyte makes her way to you. The vessel is itself a carved brass goblet, icons of male and female genitalia covering it. You can feel the heat, the power and lust contained within it. Not seeing where Nabella is keeping the others, you place it upon a nearby cushion.

The acolyte stand in front of you with her head bowed submissively.