I use Ravaynore's Blindfold

I cast a glance at the thinner blindfold and mull over my options. While I don't trust Ravaynore tails of creatures like medusa's and other such creatures fill my head....while I DOUBT such a creature is here.....something with a similar effect might so I tie the blindfold over my eyes and make my slow and cautious steps towards where I think is the exit. It seems I succeed as the feeling of the sun's warmth quickly comes over me. I freeze for a moment as I notice the sound of sputtering and something wet slapping against flesh. The first thing that comes to my mind is someone is getting face fucked, but before I can listen further an order of "Kneel" sends me to my knees as I feel a compulsion to do such an act.

The slapping ends rather quickly only to be replaced by the click of metal on stone drowning out the sputtering and wet splat of something thick hitting the ground.

"Oh hello there little one." a voice like an angel sends my cock to an almost painful erection even before she can ask "What brings a human to meet with a fertility goddess, even one of not their own."

"To-" worship you is stopped by a searing pain on my cheek where Ravaynore kissed me as I'm compelled to say "save my Mother."

"Mother.....hm...I'm so-.....oh...you do have my mark cutey." she says as the throbbing in my cock feels like if I don't get release soon it'll melt off.

"I shall always offer aid to one who bears my mark and always to the child of one cared for by one of my harem whores. Do you wish some of my spells or perhaps a blessing or maybe a replica of my divine rod....I think you mortal's call them dildos." the goddess asks as she continues to circle me like a wolf around a lamb. I barely manage to keep myself from pulling the blindfold off and offering myself to her if not for the constant fire that is Ravaynore's kiss.

"Well, my little blessed one....What. Did. You. Want." the heavenly voice whispers into my ear. Close enough I can feel her warmth on my shoulder. To be fucked by you non-stop is barely prevented from escaping my lips. With a gulp I consider how best to save my mom.