Takuta has gone

Your eyes opened and you span around to see your master, but he had dissapeared. You weren't sure what had happened.
Had you fainted with pleasure, giving him time to leave?
Or, had he never even been there, just a figment of a virgins feverish imagination? One of these choices was erased immediately as you stood.
Cum oozed its way out of your sore asshole and dribbled down your thighs.
Proof that you had lost your virginity, at least. Whether or not your lover had been a god was still up for debate.

Sticking to the shadows and back alleys to hide your naked body, you made your way through the village and to your home.
Every home you passed emitted the grunts and groans of frantic, animal sex. There were even some couples fucking on the streets, not caring for any passers by. Could it be the effects of Master Takuta?
The sights and sounds manage to counteract the chill in the air and bring your erection back to life. Ignoring this, you slipped through the night and into your home. As soon as you had closed the door you collapsed into the closest chair and started tugging on your dick, conjuring up images of Takuta and the effect he seemed to be having on the entire village.

With your eyes half-closed with the pleasure and your mind clouded with lust, it took a minute for the puzzle pieces in your mind to fall together.
There was a dark shape in the armchair in front of the fireplace, which was casting a flickering light though you had not set it alight when you entered.
From the armchair came a deep, throaty chuckle.
"I'm disappointed in you. You could have found another lover on the streets easily."
You tensed in your seat as I realized Lord Takuta had been there the entire team.
"If you can't have it away on the night that the god of sex comes to town, you can't have it away full stop. And yet here you are pleasuring yourself... It disgusts me."