Burn the incense

You pick up the flint and strike a spark to light the bouquet of incense. The stalks burn slowly, releasing a sweet odour into the room. Smoke drifts up in streams to circle your head. You breathe in the smoke from the incense, still fragrant despite being locked in this pyramid for thousands of years. The scent lingers inside your head, making you feel lethargic.

Suddenly, someone grips your shoulder. You know you should feel scared, but you can't seem to muster the brain power to do so. You are spun around and stare at the man standing in front of you. His most distinctive feature is his skin – green and scarred, though it doesn't look unhealthy. The only clothing the man is wearing are some ragged bandages that do little to cover up his body. You recognise him as Osiris, god of the afterlife, but you can't bring yourself to do more than stare.

Osiris reaches out to stroke your cheek with one hand and picks up the incense holder with his other. He takes a deep whiff of the incense and then sneezes.

"I recognise this blend", Osiris mutters. "A soporific with increased susceptibility. It's a good offering."

He looks more closely at you and waves his hand in front of your face. You don't respond since your mind is working too slowly.

"Strong, too", Osiris adds. "It's really got you hard."

You stir at that remark. Your hand reaches into your pants and you slowly stroke your cock until it's erect. Osiris sees this and smirks at you.

"Very effective", he says approvingly, before sighing. "I'd better flush it out of your system, though. You're not ready to come to my domain yet."

Osiris pushes you and you topple back onto the altar. Quickly, he strips off your clothes as you continue to lazily jerk off. Osiris pulls you the edge of the altar, then walks over to your head.

"Open your mouth", he says. "Saliva is the only lube we have here."

Your mouth opens and Osiris slides his cock inside. You wrap your tongue around the member, coating it with your spit. Osiris pushes his cock deep into your mouth and you don't even gag when it slides into your throat. The god moans join your own muffled ones as your throat tightens around his member. When he pulls it out again, his cock is wet and shining with your saliva.

"Spread your legs", the god orders.

You comply immediately, your body reacting instinctively to Osiris' voice as he kneels down behind you. You hear him spit onto his fingers, then feel those fingers push into your ass. You moan as his fingers unerringly find your prostate. Osiris quickly opens up your ass, then stands again, pushing his cock all the way into you in one movement. The god begins to fuck you hard, his body slamming against yours with each thrust. He leans over you, taking your cock in one hand and begins to stroke it fast.

"Cum for me, Marcus", Osiris says.

You feel your balls instantly tighten and you cum. Osiris doesn't stop jerking off your cock or stop fucking you. You let out a cry of protest, but speaking is still beyond you.

"Again", the god orders.

Your cock jerks and you release a second, smaller, orgasm. Osiris commands you to cum again and again until your cock just spasms impotently and nothing comes out. Then, the god grabs your legs, pushing them over your body to give him better access to your ass. He continues fucking you for a few more seconds before he moans loudly and cums inside you. When Osiris releases you, you collapse on the altar.

"What happened?" you ask groggily.

Your eyes meet Osiris' as you realise that you've mostly recovered from the effects of the incense.

"Well, my job here is done", Osiris says.

Before he can disappear, you struggle to your feet.

"Thank you", you say.

Osiris smiles and you and leans down to kiss you on the lips. Then, before you even realise what is happening, he vanishes.