Preparations for War

In the following weeks, Yuri began to prepare for war. She understood that Kendar was in danger- that was why Katia and Lucy were so grateful for her decision to defend the city. The old lady offered to explain the specific threats the city was facing, but Yuri wasn't interested and probably didn't have the attention span necessary to survive one of her lectures. Instead, she simply began to prepare for any possible threat, working together with her lovers.

While Yuri refused routine, and generally acted as she saw fit each day, she commonly performed some of the same actions repeatedly throughout the weeks. The first and foremost act was sex, with Katia and Lucy, sometimes together and sometimes one on one. Sex was a necessary activity to prepare for war, according to Yuri, because it made her happy and she could work harder when she was happier. Katia and Lucy weren't so obsessed with sex, although they did enjoy it. They generally tried to keep sex restricted to evening activities, so as not to interfere with their day-to-day lives, and one of the first things they did to make sure that sex really didn't impede their lives, was to get Yuri temporarily sterilized.

They took her to the temple. Yuri was a little **** to go, because she still wanted a big, happy family, but they told her that now wasn't the right time for them to have children and she acquiesced. Kendar's temple was located, like many of its major buildings, near the city center. It was a bit further from the hustle and bustle of the plaza than the military headquarters and Duce's palace, and as a result, it was much quieter around the temple, giving it an air of serenity. The building itself was tall and wide, made of stone. At its front, between the two large entryway doors, stood a giant statue.

The statue was strange and grotesque. It looked like a man made of bronze, but everything about him was, to put it simply, too much. On his oversized, symmetrical face, he had six eyes, one nose with four nostrils, and two separate mouths, stretched open with sharpened teeth bared, as if caught in the midst of a powerful roar. His overly muscular torso carried six arms and descended into six legs. His crotch looked like a bunch of massive serpents hanging over several wrinkled eggs.

"Who's this ugly fucker?" asked Yuri.

Katia winced. "Ashnir. The Allfather. We pray he is gone forever."

"Why do you keep a statue of him if you want him gone?"

"We fear his return," answered Katia, her expression solemn. She bowed her head and pressed her hands flat against one another, fingers pointed down to the temple's stone steps. Lucy joined her in the same pose, and the two offered a prayer together, Katia in the Ancient Tongue, and Lucy in Common. "Gracious gods, please hear our prayer. May the Great Mother keep what she hath been bestowed. May the High Father strike him. May the Free Sister drown him. May the Tormented Brother find peace. Please, let it be so."

"This guy sucks. Can we go home and fuck now?" Yuri turned around to leave.

Lucy caught her by the arm and Katia answered, her voice soft and gentle, "First we must gain the contraception. Fear not, the ritual does not hurt. Come, Yuri."

Katia began to walk into the temple. Yuri growled and refused to budge, until Lucy's hand brushed against her cock over her shorts. Lucy had picked up just enough of the Ancient Tongue to whisper into Yuri's ear, "Sex later, my love." Together, they entered the temple.

The inside of the temple was much more pleasant, with no sign of the Allfather. Instead, over a dozen statues of different gods were spread out throughout the high-roofed, dome-shaped room. They approached a statue of a beautiful nude woman. Yuri didn't remember any of the gods, but she knew this one was the most important. Katia rang a bell on the statue's base and a nude woman entered from a door in the nearby dome wall. Yuri's already semi-erect cock swelled and jumped out of her shorts, swinging in front of the woman and brushing its head against her bare thigh. The woman glanced down, stared at it for a moment, and licked her lips. Then, Katia called out in Common, and she moved away.

While the three women conversed in Common, Yuri took in the sight of the newcomer. She looked similar to the statue of the nude woman that she was standing beneath. A practically perfect body, thick and voluptuous from breasts to thighs; long, wavy red hair, big red lips, and long lashes over deep brown eyes. She wasn't completely naked, wearing sparkling red rubies on her multiple helix and lobe piercings. Her long fingernails were polished dark red, with only the nails of her index and middle finger on her right hand clipped short. To complete the look, she stood on golden, open toed stilettos that showed off her gold-painted toenails. Her nipples pointed out, erect, and her uncovered snatch glistened, almost dripping.

Yuri stepped forward, practically pulled along by her own throbbing cock. Without looking, the woman wrapped one soft, smooth hand around Yuri's erection and began to gently stroke. She continued the conversation like nothing had changed, and Katia and Lucy made no move to stop her. Eventually, they seemed to come to an agreement and Katia handed the woman some gold coins. Then, the woman turned to Yuri, coming closer and letting Yuri's cock rub against her belly. The woman looked Yuri up and down and then gripped her cock harder and turned around, walking back into the room that she had come from. This time, Yuri was literally pulled along by her throbbing cock and the woman's firm grip around it. She looked back to her lovers before she entered the room. Lucy gave her a thumbs up, and Katia waved at her, "Enjoy yourself!"

Once the door was shut behind them, the woman pointed to the only furniture present in the relatively tiny room. A single cushioned chair on a circular carpet faced the door that Yuri had entered from. Behind it, a second door led deeper into the temple. "Sit," said the woman, and Yuri sat.

Only once she was sitting did she realize the woman was speaking in the Ancient Tongue. The woman went on, "Katia said you speak the Ancient Tongue only? The cityfolk call you a demon, and yet I wonder if you are not a god?"

Yuri spoke, confusion clear on her voice. "The old lady said only magic users can speak my language."

The woman raised her brow. "You haven't noticed the spell I cast on you?"

Yuri's cock bounced against her own hard stomach, dripping precum. She hadn't realized it when she first saw the woman, but it was actually pretty evident that she was not a virgin. Not really within Yuri's strike zone. And yet, she wanted to be inside her. Yuri glanced down at her traitorous penis, and then returned her gaze to the woman. "What did you do to me?"

The woman brought a hand to her face, covering her mouth as she gave a loud, ringing laugh. Her incredible breasts actually shook with the motion. After a deep breath to collect herself, she answered, "Nothing at all, beautiful. I was only joking. I will cast a spell on you, as your lovers paid me to, but I've done no such thing as of yet. Is it so hard to believe that, excited as you are, perhaps you like what you see?" The woman knelt down, locking eyes with Yuri. She gripped her penis, and began her slow stroke once again.

Yuri gulped, audibly. The woman brought her tongue out, tasted Yuri's precum from the tip of her dick, and smiled up at her. Yuri knew she preferred virgins in her harem, but maybe, just maybe, she could be okay with some casual sex with an experienced woman.

"I am Agnes, Priestess of Lunarra for the city of Kendar," said Agnes, rubbing her free hand over Yuri's inner thigh. "And you are Yuri, Kendar's newest 'celebrity,' for better or worse. Your partners asked me to give you the blessing of the goddess. Do you know what that entails?"

"Sex?" Yuri asked, hopefully.

Agnes laughed again. "If you want. But, more importantly, I'm going to make you infertile, for thirteen cycles of the moon. If you want to remove the blessing, you can come to me early, and if you want to extend it, come to me within the twelfth month, understand?"

Yuri nodded. She had forgotten why they came to the temple, but now she remembered. As long as it wouldn't last forever, infertility wouldn't be a problem.

"Good, then let's begin." Agnes closed her eyes, whispering a short prayer, and then she brought both hands around Yuri's cock and traced them down to her balls. Her hands left behind a light pink trail of light and warmth, which faded shortly after. She cupped Yuri's testicles, warming them and causing them to glow, translucent pink. "The blessing has one other effect, which I don't think you'll mind."

"What is it?" Yuri asked breathily, her pleasure rising. The experience was strange, but thrilling.

"Increased sensitivity." The glow from Yuri's balls began to extend into her shaft, rising slowly to the top.

Yuri gasped, one hand rising to tweak her own nipple and the other extending to bring Agnes's head to her cock. Agnes lowered her head and kissed Yuri's left nut, then her right, darkening the glowing light from pink to deep red, and increasing the temperature from warm to hot. Yuri's hands snapped to the arms of the chair and she pressed herself against the cushioned back. She shuddered, feeling the kisses on her testicles and the air on her sensitive, wet tip, and the heat rising up her shaft, more, feeling everything more, than she had ever felt before. Her head shot up, her eyes focused on the dim lamp overhead, and her mouth left slightly ajar, letting her sexual moans slip out. Agnes rose, tilting Yuri's chin back down and letting their eyes lock together once more. "Where do you want to cum?"

"Inside you." Yuri pushed herself up. She could barely feel her legs, and her cock was now half red and half pink, with the red half slowly climbing alongside her urge to ejaculate inside of Agnes's waiting pussy.

Agnes looked surprised at Yuri's ability to stand at all, but regained her composure a moment later. She pressed herself against the stone wall, spreading her legs and holding her lower lips wide apart with her hands. "Then come."

Yuri couldn't feel her legs, but still she knew her Way. She threw back the chair with her arms, pushing it down and back in order to propel herself up and forward. Her body pressed against Agnes's delicious curves, and with a thrust she was inside. Immediately, she began to pump hot, fertile seed against the entrance of Agnes's womb. Her hot, throbbing cock pulsed, again, and again, and again. Yuri drew Agnes into a deep kiss and Agnes threw her arms around Yuri's back, helping to steady her.

Yuri thrust herself, in and out, embedding her entire cock into Agnes's wet and tight vagina. Her cock refused to stop spilling semen, ounce after ounce, until her testicles began to shrink and a puddle dripped onto the floor. Agnes looked down, slight alarm on her face at the size of the puddle forming and the feeling of yet more cum flowing into her, but it felt so amazing that she decided she didn't care. She returned to Yuri's embrace and continued their kiss.

Ten minutes later, a disheveled, tired, and beaming Agnes exited the room half-carrying a dizzy, dehydrated and satisfied Yuri. Both were sticky from the waist down. Lucy and Katia stepped forward to collect their incapacitated lover.

Agnes said a few words to the two girls, and then switched to the Ancient Tongue. "Come back any time, beautiful. I'd be glad to worship the goddess with you again."