Welcome to the Party Chapter 5

Welcome to the Party
Chapter 5

"The second awakening?" The man stated in shock, trying to stay hidden in the dark.

"Yes," the Doctor said, "there is a written legend that states that the Egyptian gods will reawaken. Let me find it." Doctor Markov rummaged through several stacks of papers 'til twenty minutes later, she shouted eureka! "I think I found it!" She was rushing toward the man who was trying to withdraw from her. "Oh shit! Sorry, I forgot."

"It's all right, but if you keep forgetting, you will become a willing, though not completely, lust-filled woman." The man told her.

"Oh please, I don't think..." the Doctor started.

"If you want to find out, we can after this, but as I said, you will. I also seem to remember that you won't remember afterward." The man told her matter of fact.

Sighing, the Doctor nodded and sat, opening the paper she started to read. "The first awakening started sometime between the years 3100 and 3150 BC. It continued until almost the end of the new kingdom of Egypt, about 1077 BC. I'm not sure. There was a brief resurgence during Ramses's reign later, but it had started to decline."

The man nodded; he was lost in the Doctor's history. All the man wanted to know was whether he would be used and tossed aside as if he were nothing. "That's all well and good, Doctor, though I feel I am screwed either way I go. I am already the object of some affection to the sisters, the mother I am still unsure about."

"From all that has been written about them, the gods and goddesses weren't that jealous except possibly in the case of Bast and her sister Sekhmet. Hell, even Ra wasn't jealous of his wife Isis's dalliances. One could only imagine how many he had in thousands of years." She looked at the man again and said, "I need to look at the symbols on you."

"All right, Doctor, please remember, don't look into my eyes. I'll try to keep them down." The man wasn't sure if he could; he didn't need another sex slave right now.

Doctor Markov approached the man with a pen light. Looking first at his left inner thigh, there was a sistrum, a rattle; on his right inner thigh was a small ankh symbol. Nodding, the woman touched both of them, feeling them almost pulse with an uncanny power. Moving up, she looked at his lower stomach, a red disk wrapped by a uraeus cobra, and to the right of them, another ankh; touching these, she could feel them pulse with power. The woman gasped loudly in the room, whispering, "The sisters Bast and Sekhmet."

Moving up, the woman doctor looked at the man's neck. A Tjet (a knotted headdress with a loop) was on the right side. On the left, a small hawk was beneath the moon over the river.

Another gasp made the woman shake excitedly as she whispered Isis in awe.

"Again, Doctor Markov, just how screwed am I? If I refuse, I believe I am toast; if I keep going as I am, I also feel I am toast. When I thought I might fall for Bast, she told me I was safe. She told me that I wouldn't die and that her mother had helped by marking me. Sekhmet also told me that Isis marked me and that only family could touch me. She also warned me that Isis had killed quite a few mortals over the years when she got excited." Sighing, the man sat back deeper into the shadows.

Sighing, the Doctor also sat back. She, too, had heard about mortals and the gods from those times. Many had been Pharaohs, though many hadn't made it too far, that was for sure. "Many mortal men who had shared time with the gods or goddesses were men of great power. However, as far as I remember, their rule wasn't usually long. Plus, I have never heard of them regressing in age. I believe that your case is rare indeed."

"So, Doctor, should I worry about other goddesses coming after me?" The man asked.

"Hmmm, well, let me think. There was Tefnut, Maat, Hathor, and Serket. They were also offspring of Ra with different goddesses. However, if what Bast said is true, then she and Sekhmet are the only ones with access to you. Knowing them as I do, they will find a way around it."

"Oh shit Doc!" The man shouted, then calmed. "You mean there might be four others out there wanting a piece of me?"

"Well, I'm unsure if you could put it that way. There is something unique about you. Something that Ra and Isis think will help to re-empower them. I also think it would be awful to refuse to help them." The Doctor related to the man.

A series of giggles sounded in the room, and both the man and woman were looking around. Suddenly, the lights came up, and the Doctor stared straight into the man's eyes. Oh shit, the man thought as the Doctor shook her head a few times, then stood and started to remove her clothes! The man's eyes went wide. My god, he thought she was gorgeous! Pushing the man to the floor, the Doctor started to claw at his clothes to remove them.

With a shrieking scream, she sank her hole as hard as she could on the man's rigid steel pole. No matter how hard the man pushed to try and get up, the Doctor seemed to have the strength to keep him on the floor.

A devilish smirk crossed her face as she stared at him, and Sekhmet's voice came out of her mouth. "Ah! Just let her enjoy it; this will be the only time she has ever enjoyed being screwed, quit complaining and just lay there!"

With another shriek, the Doctor started to plunge herself harder and harder, her breathing quickening as she grew closer to her release. Unable to take any more, the man began to blast deep inside the Doctor as she suddenly yelled and convulsed, tightening around the man's member. Bending low, she kissed the man, whispering, "Thank you, but I need it again," as she started anew. Within minutes, she was screaming out in orgasm again, bringing the man to his second orgasm as well. Then, without emotion, the Doctor got off the man, kissed him again, and dressed.

The man could hear Sekhmet laughing as he scrambled to get dressed. Damn it! Sekhmet was playing dirty, huh? He had to figure out a way to control this, or he was dead for sure.

Now, he had to wait for the Doctor to return to normal. It seemed only a few minutes later that the Doctor's eyes cleared, and she shook her head. She sat there for a moment, and then her eyes flew wide. "Why... what...?" the Doctor asked sternly, and the man only sighed and nodded.

The Doctor ran for the bathroom, and the man could only nod and settle in. It would be a long night if things like this continued. Hearing the shower running, the man knew it might be a little while before the Doctor returned. Exhausted, the man fell asleep, his head falling to the side.

Probably 45 minutes later, the man felt a soft tapping on his shoulder. Opening his eyes, he saw no one but heard the woman behind the chair. "Just how many times did we... you know, copulate?"

Glad that she was there, the man answered, "Technically, that's hard to say. We finished the first time, and you told me you weren't done yet; you started again without withdrawing from me. I figured you would feel messier than usual, and you took quite a lot."

The Doctor's face was blood red, and she blushed, shaking her head. He couldn't see her.

Then again, she thought a moment later, he had seen all of me in the light. What's to be embarrassed about? "You say that every woman you have looked at reacted that way?" the Doctor suddenly asked.

"Yes, though there was one follower of Bast who wasn't. Afterward, she thanked me for choosing her to receive the special seed of her mistress and me. There were also the three women Sekhmet had me take into the university women's bathroom. The first two had finished and were pleasuring each other; the third had just finished. Her eyes cleared, and she said thank you. It had been tough to enter her; the other two had gotten her wetter so I could go in easier."

"They did that? Here, I thought the goddesses couldn't make a person go against their nature. Then again, I know quite a few female students who have tried other females once. Something about most of the males were too immature or unobtainable." The Doctor saw that the man was staring at her. "I hear them talking quite a bit. Usually, they think I'm not listening."

The man could only nod. The last two times it had happened, he'd thought it was hot in the bathroom. He felt it had been him, them wanting him so badly. "I have to go, Doc before others think I might be here. As far as I know, I came in unobserved, but you never know. You said that your assistant is a follower of one of the goddesses?"

"Yes, the other day, she talked the most about Sekhmet. However, she has also mentioned Bast, Isis, Serket, and Maat in the past few weeks. I am unsure of the other two." Lowering her head, the Doctor said almost in a whisper. "No matter what happens, I wish you luck. This is my number, so you can reach me no matter what. I...," shaking her head, she walked to the door and looked out. "It appears to be clear, though you can never tell."

The man thanked her and quickly made his way through the alleyways to where he'd left his car on the other side of the block. Getting in, he was about to start and leave when he heard another, different voice in his head. You could have one of us move you where you need to go. I, for example, would have you home in mere seconds if you wish.>

Uh-huh, right, and what would the Cost for this little service entail? The man thought back; he wasn't stupid. He knew this wasn't Bast or Sekhmet. It was probably one of their half-sisters, he thought.

 Cost? It wouldn't 'cost' a thing, my dear sir.> The voice said, trying to sound as sincere as possible.

Look, I'm not stupid, ok? I have been dealing with Isis, Bast, and Sekhmet for the last few days. I know when one of you wants something. The man thought back.

One of us? Came a genuine sound of surprise. Whatever do you mean? The voice said again, sounding innocent and sincere.

I can tell when a goddess is talking to me. The man shot back.

A sudden wind was rushing, and another pale woman appeared in a thin wrap before him. The fact that she wore nothing else wasn't lost on the man either. Bowing low, the woman stated,

"Greetings, husband of Bast and Sekhmet. I am the goddess Hathor, one of several half-sisters to them. I am here at their request. As with Bast and Sekhmet, we also need your service."

Here the goddesses grasp the man's hard cock through his pants. "My service?" The man said as he swallowed hard; this woman's touch was electrifying!

"Yes," the woman said, whispering in his ear, damn, he'd not seen her move! "As the good,"

Hathor giggled, "And I assume she was; the Doctor told you we are coming back. What she wasn't able to tell you before Sekhmet interfered is that we require energy. The energy of a..."

"That's enough, Hathor!" The man heard Sekhmet yell, and then she appeared. "We are not allowed! You know that! Any more, and everything will have to be aborted! I know you don't want that now, do you? Unlike you, I chose to stay here, unfettered by the excessive use of magic to go back and forth! Now go away! I have already claimed this one!"

"Ha! Do you think your idle threats will deter me? I am fully here and have just as much as you if not more. Do you wish for another war? You and Bast's little tiff started all this back then.

You know the rest of us have no problem sharing." Waving her hand, Hathor drew Sekhmet to Hathor's face. "It's about time you both got used to it!"

Sekhmet was about to open her mouth to say more but then thought better. Hathor turned back to the man who had watched the argument with interest. Sighing, Hathor seemed to wait for him to say something. "So you all truly need me to restore the power that all of you lost in the war back then." Looking at Hathor, the man stated, "I paid far more attention than you think. I am willing to help; I have a few requests, if not demands."

Hathor bowed to the man she knew she and the other's lives might depend on the next few minutes. "Please, what is it you require? Power, fame, money?"

"No, nothing so petty as all of that. I only ask that I be allowed to live as a man. To enjoy freedom with or without you, I have heard of what has happened over the centuries: humans used and discarded, used up, then thrown away. I wish to avoid this without repercussions from you or any other person, including you, Ra. Yes, I know you are listening to something this important. I know you want to have first-hand information. Information is power, and I know you yield the most."

There was a rumbling moment, then the same booming voice he'd heard before sounded.

"Well put, human. Please provide us with far more power. I have a request: Will you accept all of my daughters and your wives to enable this? Hathor, Bast, and Sekhmet, you have met. I present Maat." Another pale-skinned, slender woman appeared, looking a little like a possibly younger version of Hathor and just as beautiful.

"I present Serket and Tefnut; each brings a balance to the world but none more than Maat." Here, they all heard Sekhmet snort out a laugh. "Enough, Sekhmet; if you take each of them and provide the energy, then anything you wish will be possible."

"Wait." the man suddenly said, "so you're saying I have to screw all six of your daughters? You're not only ok with this but ask that I do?"

"Of course," the booming voice said, "I have participated in each of them, and I see no problem as they each wish to have you. I will be waiting for your answer." Just as suddenly, it was quiet.

Shaking his head, the man looked around. There were five nearly naked women standing around him. Everyone was staring at him as if he were a piece of meat. Yes, a choice piece of meat, and they were starving, ready to attack and rip him apart.

Trembling a little, the man looked over the newest four that had appeared. They were all slender, at least 5' 7'', and had pale, clear skin. However, the one thing he noticed the most was that they were all beautiful beyond belief. Well, that and the fact that they all wanted to have sex with him!



To be continued