A whole-hearted yes from the existing spice, a qualified yes from the new ones, particularly Ba'laat..

"You know it hubby, with you to the end of time and anything beyond that which might exist." My first-wife chimed-in unexpectedly, since she wasn't even the one who I asked, but as I saw the relief wash over Ba'laat's face, I restrained my more-traditional urge to rebuke her for speaking out of turn that she herself had subtly trained me over the years to have during such moments. (In a good BDSM relationship, the submissive partner molds the Dom to fit their needs more than the inverse, TBH, although that took us [mostly me] years to fully comprehend and internalize this fact, since its also true that that the Dom DOES still mold the submissive to serve the Dom's needs, too. Finding the balance point in who-shapes-who most is normally very tricky, since every person is different, every relationship even more so, and all of them might shift subtly over time. [Lets just say that, "this wasn't the first time my wife brought home 'a third' but none of the others had stayed long-term the way Nadasia did", and leave it there for now.])

Sjofn was smiling subtly, and everyone seemed happy with the arrangement for a moment, but then Ba'laat got this strange expression and turned her face away, her countenance both growing dark as she hung her head, and blushing to the roots of her hair. "I, I can't: I just can't." She muttered, looking sick to her stomach.

"Can't what?" I asked, voice low and dangerous, at least it would seem so to a mortal, which I still was at the time, mentally if not physically and spiritually. (I feel the need to mention at this moment that all of us were wearing gauzy-but-opaque sleeping robes of divine white silk during the events here-to-fore talked about and the first few segments of what immediately follows, so I hadn't seen the semi-subtle changes to my body from becoming a deity, yet, nor those of my pre-existing spice; one of which was going to be quite a shock, but wouldn't fully be recognized for a fair while yet.)

"I can't submit to you sexually knowing that these others also know; it's, its too much, too embarrassing to let me get out of my head and enjoy it," Ba'laat mumbled, face still turned towards the flagstones of the temple/palace where we sat on a high stone balcony/porch that jutted sideways from the central tower, just outside the large bronze doors of the Master-Bedroom. (Which had an unobtrusive black-leather-and-padding "St. Andrew's Cross" behind a screen in one corner, I'd noticed as we left earlier. I was also pretty sure that the screen was magical somehow and if you weren't meant by the owner to notice what it hid you couldn't, but if you were, [as I had been], then it made it inevitable that you would, and could be selective about who would/wouldn't based on the intent of the owner when it was deployed.)

It was at that moment that I had my first taste of the true divinity that I'd been gifted with. I've come a long way since then, of course, but I finally actually 'touched the lightning' of godhood for the first time just there. You see, I'm a god, we all are, but almost every god/goddess is deity of something specific, sometimes VERY specific, and although as our power and experience grows to new levels/heights it will branch-out and become more broad and generally applicable, it will never fully leave the source of that central tap-root behind and become god of something ELSE than where you started, just extend further-and-further into various topics that are related to that center, even if ever-more-remotely related. It also needs to be mentioned that there can be many different gods of the same thing: as one example, I've personally met both Jupiter and Zeus (later on), who aren't actually the same person; they're identical-twin brothers! They also do that "Weasley Twins" thing where each of them will lie to people that they are the other one for weeks or even decades as part of an elaborate prank, so its no-wonder that the Romans and Greeks (and almost every other mortal) couldn't figure out they weren't two names for the same guy, even without the shape-shifting powers many gods have (including them). At this point in the story, I was a newly-elevated god, so my portfolio was EXTREMELY restricted, so-far, but it came into play now, because I was (at least close-enough-to-this as to not be an entirely inaccurate description) the God of "How to be a good BDSM Dom/Husband to multiple wives". This gave me a tiny flicker of future-sight into the next few hours, and that told me what the solution for Ba'Laat's issues with being in the relationship with all of us together might be, at least one possible one. Later this power would develop to show many potential solutions, and pitfalls, in a situation related to my portfolio, but I wasn't even nearly there yet, for now it only presented one, and not the many different ways that it could go wrong, at least one of which happened, partially, though not nearly as badly as I would later find out that it could have if all of us hadn't played our parts fairly well in that moment and also been able to just resume the ordained path afterward, more-or-less.

I stood from the table, gently raising up my existing spice with me via a gentle grip on their wrists, and we came around the table to stand around Ba'laat. "Ba'laat, goddess of the city of Byblos and cookery, I need you to heed my words and know them too be true. I am a god and your fated husband, I am more specifically a god of being a good husband in a BDSM based marriage, so when I tell you that all that is about to happen to you is not-only foreseen by my portfolio and necessary for your fate to play out as it was meant to do for your own good and those of the people around you, I want you to also understand both why I say this and why this is known to me as the truth: do you comprehend it?"

"Yes," she let out in a strangled whisper. I've always suspected that she-too foresaw what was about to occur at that moment, but I'm wise enough not to ask: I know it wouldn't end well if I did, somehow, though why precisely keeps changing, and the time will come eventually where this stops being the case.

"Girls, seize her arms-and-legs and bring her inside, this naughty little slut has to be taught her place within our relationship and this pantheon." I said calmly, and though she "struggled" against being seized and carried inside by the other three, I'm well-aware that she could easily have overpowered both my existing spice if she wanted, and even possibly Sjofn. While Sjofn is both a Norse goddess and a goddess of love, which is frequently related to war enough to branch out into it somewhat, Ba'laat is the goddess of a city/state, and the military of that unit is far more closely related to the center of her divine purview, so as we would see later, she's quite a bit more capable with warfare and **** compared with most of us that were in our pantheon during those early days. This means that, as you have doubtless guessed by now, what immediately follows was almost-entirely a session of "Consensual ****" BDSM play: even if only tacitly because she would have been quite able to kill us all during the initiation of it. She already knew that, I'm sure, though I also suspected it, which was why her token-resistance to being picked-up bodily by the other three and carried into the bedroom to be strapped into the cross I'd mentioned earlier didn't surprise me as much as it did the others, particularly Audrie and Nadsia, since as a firmly established goddess of love Sjofn could intuitively sense that, for the moment, things were going according to the best way to solve this issue with Ba'laat's base-line **** about polyamory.

After we had her strapped in, she openly wept, but no actual tears fell. This was not entirely a fake crying, but also not quite real either, existing in a misty and gray uncanny-valley between the two. She was mourning the **** of the part of her which could tell itself that she wasn't the kind of whorish slut that would get-off on and even relish being in a romantic relationship with a dominant partner that wasn't willing to be with her exclusively even though she was a goddess, and also at that same time welcoming the self-discovery that she WAS that kind of whorish slut and would get to live-out that fantasy with us for years or even millennia: a very complex sort of emotion.

I started by ordering each of the others to **** her to kiss them full on the mouth, and both before-and-after doing so whisper "I love you." into her ear, as my vision had foretold that I must to make this work. Finally, I too repeated the process, "I love you, Ba'laat of Byblos." I **** her head around to the other side in order to kiss her, and she offered nothing more than a faked resistance, because her divine strength should have been MORE than enough to withstand any pressure a new-minted god like myself was capable of exerting. Our lips met, I pressed mine against hers so hard they hurt, (I doubt she felt anything more than pleasantly fierce pressure), and probed her own with my tongue, which tentatively parted, and our tongues danced together with one-another briefly, then pulled back to a mournful mou from her and leaned my mouth against her ear "I love you, Ba'laat of Byblos: I need you to remember that as I punish you for your defiance of my right to rule this pantheon and refusal to share your sexual favors with ALL of the existing members of it, my two wives that were with me before you included." At which point I smacked her ass as hard as I possibly could with the palm of my hand.

Honestly, I'm not entirely sure if it was even physically painful for her. Compared to what I would see from just average deities later, and even from herself, (she's very much still a "minor" goddess, in spite of her long lifetime, as she isn't one to seek-out gaining power, and in fact actively avoids it when she can), I was as weak as a newborn kitten back then, but the psychological sting appears to have made up for it, and she stopped crying at once, reveling fully in my domination of her and the degradation of being watched by her soon-to-be sister-wives/double-wives in our pantheon while being punished by her fiancé, (so recently just a mortal), some of whom also were just-as-recently mere mortals. I could SMELL her arousal beginning to flow down her legs just from that first hit, so I gave her another and was rewarded with a second increase in the flow of her juices and the scent of her rapidly rising arousal.

As I had foreseen that it needed to be, my next move was to put her into a chokehold and say "I'm going to fuck you so damn hard, you useless slut-goddess that was so damn weak her own city abandoned her." And she stifled a tiny moan of pleasure in the back of her throat at the dirty talk, but I also knew I couldn't both follow the plan and go-through-with-that quite yet. "But first, you're going to service your fellow goddesses with your tongue as proof of your submission to the pantheon." I admonished, at which she seemed conflicted again, like I'd offered her a rock-candy stick, which she accepted and reached for, then I yanked it away but shoved an even-bigger lollypop into her hand instead. She'd still be getting a treat, but not the one that was offered to start with, and she didn't know if she should be happy about the treat or annoyed that I'd changed what it is. I didn't give her time to think about the question, let alone come to a conclusion: I let go of the ****-hold, lifted up my first-wife by her waist, and stood there holding her snatch against Ba'laat's tongue as she was **** semi-involuntarily to conclude that 'Yeah, the lollypop is fine.' and started licking a certain little nubin of a lollypop with gusto and abandon. As soon as my first-wife had cum, (a feat that took less than a minute for Ba'laat to achieve), I took her down and put my Second-Wife Nadasia into the same position, then (again under a minute later), did the same with Sjofn under the same conditions. Now, this was the first time that Ba'laat, who had been a goddess and sexually active for almost four thousand years, wasn't working on a deity that had been mortal literally yesterday.

While there are infant gods, and while gods have children sometimes, (Certain ones far more than others: looking at YOU Gaia, you ultra-fertile hyper-pregnant species-making-baby-factory! Love you to ****, [platonically, I feel compelled to mention,] you're amazing, and a huge "Thank you!" for helping to create my version of the human race!), maturity among deities isn't as tied to chronological age as it is to levels of divine power, including sexually, to a limited extent. For example, there have been literal "Sex-gods" that were fully-physically-and-mentally "sexually mature" the moment they were born, but until they have been gods for quite a bit of time as mortals measure these things, (roughly 18-21 years, on average), and expanded their initially incredibly restricted portfolio a significant amount, other divine entities wont tell them the time of day if they ask about it in any sort of lewd way. Now normally they handle these urges by shaging mortals in some backwater world somewhere, but amongst gods that's kind of like being a sheep-fucker: maybe you did it when you were young and super-horny, but you DEFFINITELY don't openly boast about it until you're powerful enough to be running a large and successful pantheon and don't have to give a fuck like Zeus or Jupiter. (Which even-they ultimately found out that they DID.) This is a huge part of why "Goddess to a Mortal" hadn't been made a long time ago, because it took a spark of genius to dodge around that particular issue.

Fucking mortals among the gods is like fucking a sheep or dog or something among humans, right? But turning mortals INTO gods? That's just like "Tuesday", or something: happens every single week and almost no-one cares. Its kind of surprising that no-one had thought to fix the first with the second before on an industrial scale, but a lot of huge innovations are like that, it seems so glaringly obvious in retrospect that everybody is going "WHY hadn't anyone thought of doing this YEARS ago?!? Are we all fucking BLIND?!?" but until one person has already DONE it, no one thinks of it. This was also why they'd mentioned in passing during the description of their service earlier that several similar sites were already popping up as having been initiated by various other groups in the godrealms, with the two specifically mentioned being "IntimateAccolytes.org" which matched lonely deities specifically with their own mortal worshipers*, emphasis being given to a delicate balance of those of breeding age/gender (if that applied), higher-rank in the priesthood (For the ones that had ranks, though most do), overall devotion to the tenets of the faith, significant sexual compatibility†, and that deities definition of physical/mental/spiritual attractiveness, (whatever that happens to be) based on the personality analysis of the specific user; and "Mortal-Breeders.gm" which was very similar to "Goddess-to-a-Mortal.com" but more like an almost "Ashly Madison" type of thing for cheating gods/goddesses that wanted fully divine children without divorcing their spouses. They were also low-key pissed-off by the existence of that second one, especially Sjofn.

*(not like that hadn't been a common but very underground fetish amongst some of the gods for a very long time before this, this was just a suddenly appearing way to bring it much more "mainstream" in divine society: rather than the very occasional one-off "Elevation" of a favored priest/priestess. That was often seen as a little bit perverted even if you went about it "Right" and only had sexual relations AFTER they-too were divine in the past, although as I said before gods are less-judgmental, so it was more like "Your wife used-to-be your high-priestess who you made a goddess so you could be together...? Kinky. ;-D She's a submissive and not the jealous type, right...?" "Yeah, why?" "If she were jealous or dominant she'd be stressed out every time you had a new High-Priestess that was hot." than "EW, you made your high-priestess a goddess so you could marry? Grose!" So its becoming accepted a lot faster than it would if, to carry the metaphor, all the large-domestic-animals on earth suddenly gained intelligence and the ability to talk and a farmer 'started dating' the prize-winning heifer of his herd after his wife died, or something like that. "Yeah, she's intelligent and can talk dude, but she's a literal COW!" is something you'd definitely hear on earth, but in the god-world other-people would dogpile whoever said something like that: almost every deity that is several generations deep into a divine family tree has AT MINIMUM one Elevated mortal ancestor.)

†(this one apparently had much more of an 'elimination floor' than the others, especially rankings, though you had to pay more for the subscription the lower in the ranks of your church you wanted to open for active search, instead of passive matches, starting with only "nation" level clergy and above, [if using earth as an example, larger faiths that spread across entire segments of a galaxy having a correspondingly higher threshold, and smaller ones lower at the same rough type of barriers number-of-people wise,] with a free profile or 1000 randomly selected worshipers each month if you didn't have ranks and the number of searched/indexed people each month rising instead with higher subscriptions. [Roughly similar numbers were aimed-for when the algorithm was selecting specific cut-offs for ranked churches, as well, as an example, some deities with churches widely-spread across the local stretch of the multiverse would have only international-level high-priests/priestesses listed with a free account, because they just had that many of them, and a few would even have several-thousand such profiles indexed, the ones with the largest-of-all faiths among mortals, but also most-decentralized so they didn't have enough "Galactic Empire" level clergy to justify showing those only either.])

So, having gone over all of that, you can probably see why Ba'laat wasn't able to get Sjofn off nearly as quickly as the other two members of our pantheon, and this was when the minor disaster that I mentioned earlier happened as a directly related result of that fact.