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Vixen~with the talented FeNyX
you've incited the High Priestess of Seduction
she comes forth from the shadows
moans and groans announce her presence
invoking all manner of hidden lusts
men are paraded before her...she picks one of her likings
a real warrior...who meets her haughty stare
with a look of defiance...
he reaches out and grabs her
her demons step forward
she orders them back
with a spark of interest in her eyes
could this be the one?
she wonders...for so long she searched
In fighting stance relaxed as the demons recede
He releases her eyeing the Demon guard
His muscled bulk glistening with sweat in the damp heat
naked from the waist up
Then eyes the priestess stalking around her
Like Lion in his den keen eye appraising her
Like a piece of venison, he likes what he sees
and licks his parched lips before speaking
feeling his loins tighten he faces her
"Vixen ...", The guard tenses at his tone,
He lowers it in barely contained measured fury,
"I am no priestess consort. I fight and pillage and Rape
what and who I please are you sure
I am who you choose? for your", near spitting,
"your pleasure?"
coming forward now twisting in the energy
riding the air around you
electricity snaps
waves of pleasure begin to assault your senses
your body betrays you as you harden
"I am known in all realms as Vixen
what do you know of real pleasure?"
"warrior between worlds
you called me here
I am here to serve you today
one mortal day is a millennium to our peoples
you distrust my intentions
you should be wary of me and my minion"
His derision and mistrust clear
"Oh what do I owe this gift from the heavens to
Does a high priestess deign to gift...
herself to the butcher of the battlefield?
Or is it your lust that guides you like moth to burning flame?"
He reaches out slowly and clutches her jaw-
in his hand more gently than she thought possible.
"Do you wish to burn in the sacred fires
with me Priestess?"
slowly now she turns his query over in her mind
"it is your love of war that drew me here
your bloodlust and barbarian treatment of women
don't insult me with your gentleness
I am a Warrioress of the finest order
I came to feed your lusts and desires
while in my imprisonment
you will again learn the Dark Art Of Pleasure"
with a snap of fingers
enters the Priestess' ladies in waiting
demonesses highly skilled in exotic greed of the flesh
"now then they will either break you
or you will rape, pillage their hidden treasures
bring them into submission
if not be forever banished"
With the guard verbally subdued he has seconds,
and feline reflexes. He moves quickly.
Eyeing the pot of oil and the torch on the nearby column
used for lighting the chamber, he grabs both and pours
the oil over himself and the priestess, torch high.
"I Command and am Not commanded Vixen,
I shall show you MY true nature ..."
He touches the torch to his body and they both
Erupt in a huge conflagration with all others running
from the chamber to escape.
In a moment lucidity returns and they float-
on a bed of stars in the heavens.
"Now priestess shall we pray to your gods or
mine, or you just pray to me ..."
He tears her clothes from her nubile body.
blinks past the tears shining in the Priestess' eyes
"would you rape the innocent I hide here?"
the air becomes thick with smoke
as a new demonic horde emerges
you see as they assemble before the blue-eyed girl-
within a vision, you spin back to your place of origin
you will never see demonkind the same again
they are guardians of a Sacred Order
this is the Holy Grail it will not be uncovered or discovered
Selah...
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