Isabel is introduced

Chapter 9

"My lord," says Lilian, nibbling on her god's neck.

"Who is this?" he asks, looking to Isabel who begins to tremble with excitement. "Do I know her?" As his eyes turn to her Isabel as if she can fall into her warm, soft bed and relax after a long day in the cold. Being near him makes the girl happy.

"Not yet," her sister breathes. She crouches in front of him, turning around to Isabel while her hands are on his shoulders.

"She looks beautiful." Isabel can't suppress a longing moan. Everything in her screams to rush to him and offer herself. "Did you get her? As a gift?" He gives his girl a friendly wink.

"N..." Lilian almost chokes, "No my lord. This is... this is Isabel. She is... is..."

"Hey, what's wrong?" The man strokes Lilian's cheek and his girl also whimpers contentedly.

And then she grabs his arm and pulls his hand away.

Thank you, sister, thinks Isabel who now sees what a monumental effort it is to resist the lord. I'll never forget about that.

"This is Isabel," Lilian begins again. "My... s-sister." Now it's out.

The young man, still held conseled by his bedsheet, raises his eyebrows, looks from one girl to the other, then back again.

"Okay..." he says, slightly doubtful. "You know that we... have been here for a long time... right?" Lilian already takes a breath but Isabel rushes forward.

"My lord, may I speak? It is a long story that connects me with Lilian but it is almost a truth. Lilian and I are family, but..." Then she tells the story of her life. She speaks quickly, swallows her words at several points, wants to protect Lilian, to show her that she is a good sister, that the age difference is not important. "So it doesn't matter which generation I belong to. What matters is that I want to serve you, voluntarily, without magic or manipulation." Astonished, Isabel feels a tear running down her warm cheek and quickly wipes it away. Lilian, on the other hand, looks at her icily while her hands rest feather-light on his shoulders and massage him. The younger sister knows that she has done a lot wrong, especially not to submit to him. Maybe her plan to see the man in the god will work. Or she will be destroyed. But one night with Lilian was simply not enough to make her so humble. She just wants to protect her.

"You want to be with your sister" the god states and hugs Lilian intimately who melts against his body and hums softly.

"I'll pay any price for that." But the man looks to Lilian.

"Please do with us what you think is right my Lord" she whispers and she too has a tear on her cheek. "I have failed you. I am so sorry. I wasn't strong enough." She sniffles softly. "I was only supposed to serve you but..." Then his lips press down on hers and her body stiffens in a small but intense orgasm.

"Lilian, please don't be such a stupid thing" he laughs and nudges her nose with his. Isabel is not the only one who can't breathe.

"I only serve you" stammers her big sister.

"And I want you to be happy" he grins and shakes his head slightly. "Are you happy with her near you?" Isabel stiffens as well as their gazes turn to her. She's so hot, her pussy throbbing like hell, the blood racing in her veins and her breath rattling. She wants to sleep with this man, fuck him, be taken by him, serve at his feet. She almost comes at the thought of serving him together with her sister. United for all eternity.

"Yes." It's almost a whisper. "Yes, I would be."

"Fine!" He straightens up so quickly that Lilian bolts from his lap and remains seated in her wet robe. "Then let's begin." In his robe, he swings himself out of bed, circles the bodies of the girls lying on the floor, and saunters toward Isabel. Lilian has trouble moving, but is soon at his side.

It is so hard to resist him. Isabel's legs grow weak, she almost falls to her knees. The place at his feet. Isabel moans lustfully.

"Then you already know all the conditions that come with living here." Isabel can only nod. She has spent a lifetime preparing for this moment but now she is lost in his eyes. He is so much stronger than in her wildest imagination. "I like that you want to be with her. Lilian could use a real friend." Then he stands in front of Isabel, she looks up at him with wide eyes. She wants to reach out her hands to him. She wants to finally give up, throw herself around his neck and make him fuck her for years. But she has to be strong. She must resist him, not fall for him. Not completely. She has to... "And I like that you don't want to submit to me." Then he smiles kindly but Isabel sees the power in his eyes. "Let's see if you can stay true to your principles".

Then he pulls the robe off his shoulders.