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Chapter 5 by Stumpy_jim Stumpy_jim

What's Set's first move?

Pushes onto the bed

Small hands were placed on my chest, Set grinned and pushed me down to the silken sheets. "I hope you enjoy it, my dear nephew."

Soft fingers glided around my body, caressing the lines of my muscles, running further down my chest and body, halting at the hem of my silk skirt. Then, grinning, Set lowered down to me, pressing the warm heat of her breasts into me, unbidden, I feel a heat and stirring in my crotch.

"Liking the show, Horus?" The grin was a mix of deviousness and sultry, that gave me pause. "Well, I'll be sure to win this, so don't worry, enjoy yourself..."

"I'd never enjoy this, not with you, murderer," I said, mustering all the stubbornness I could in that moment.

Set only smirked and clicked her tongue. "Oh, don't lie like that... aren't you, the mighty Horus, above all that?"

I catch my breath when I feel a tugging at my waist, the silk skirt being undone. I reach up to stop my uncle, only to remember the challenge and gulp, letting my hands fall to the side.

"You almost lost, didn't you?" My uncle's laugh is mocking and gates on my ears; all the while his fingers continued to undo my clothes, until I was completely naked, a hand wanders down to my dick and I feel a hard tug.

"Ah, I knew you were lying," Set whispered as he came to my ear. "Hard as you are, it must be just as hard not to try take control, right?"

I grit my teeth as she strokes me to full hardness; clenching and relaxing my hands, I resist the urge to participate, knowing that this could be the battle where I take the throne of Egypt from the hands of my uncle and take **** for my father. I close my eyes and try to think about something else but when I do, I find it all the harder to distinguish the woman on me as the murderer; listening to the voice that was sweet as honey, breathy, aroused, and so feminine, it made me gulp.

"You're pretty big, I admit, any girl you get with would be grateful and excited for you in her bed," the voice purred, as a weight lowered onto me, a slick, warmness rubbing against my erection; my entire body stiffened and I gripped the sheets by the handfuls.

"You are usually such a bold and take charge kind of God, nephew," the voice continued. "That's why this is so fun, seeing you shaking like a baby bird, head turned away, eyes squeezed shut...you're acting more like a woman, despite having not even turned into one, like I."

How does Horus put up with the torment?

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