Nkem and the Temple of Sathas
Copyright© 2026 by Ebonart
Chapter 1: The Altar of Sathas
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 1: The Altar of Sathas - A young swordsman stumbles into a hidden temple. But what dwells within? The youth explores... but is set up by the lizardman guards and tied to the altar, where is is prepped for sacrifice to Sathas the Snake-God!
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Coercion Hypnosis NonConsensual Slavery Gay Fiction High Fantasy Horror BDSM MaleDom Light Bond Group Sex Interracial Black Male White Male Anal Sex Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Violence
The lizardmen overpowered him and dragged him to the altar of their profane god. Nkem was a hard-bodied desert youth, barely past his manhood ceremony, and he protested this. Vigorously. He kicked one of the lizardmen so hard he broke its neck, but another simply took its place as its fellow fell like a stone.
They were ten to his one, though, and they pulled him along, kicked and growling. They lifted him to the rough stone and held his powerful limbs. Already he’d been disarmed, and his heavy hook-sword lay where it had fallen by the doorway when they’d ambushed him with poisoned darts.
Nkem struggled as they bound his iron-muscled arms with thick leather cords, passing them through steel rings hammered into the stone in ages past. Their claws raked his deep chest as they tore his weapon harness away, and they bent their wide hissing mouths to lick the blood from his sweat-gleaming muscles.
“Argh!” The Kiran youth cried as twin fangs sank deep into his shoulder muscle, pumping a weakening poison into his bloodstream. His head began to swim, and his muscles turned to water. They bound him tighter now that he was not resisting, and the cords cut into his body as they stretched tight.
“No...” He growled as one – a massively-muscled, black-scaled warrior, it’s crest flaring to warn others away - tore his loincloth away and lifted his limp cock in its clawed hand. It hissed and bent to his hooded member, baring its teeth and then opening its powerful jaws to bite off his cock and balls in one go.
The pain and struggles excited the desert youth, and he felt his thick member rise up hard and ready as the lizardman’s drool spilled from its mouth and ran warm and thick down the heavy length of his penis, until the veined length gleamed. He gave an involuntary gasp of pleasure as the liquid ran over his groin and balls, puddling between his legs.
The lizardman paused, then slid its long forked tongue against Nkem’s erect cock. Seeming to savor the taste, the thick tongue coiled around the young man’s penis, slipping over its pulsing length over and over again. Squeezing. Stroking. Warm and slick, it stroked him as Nkem gasped.
Nkem, dazed by the poison coursing through his veins, moaned softly ... and thrust his hips up, letting his penis slide through the coils of that muscular, prehensile tongue, almost like a tentacle it was so agile and strong. Growling, the lizardman positioned itself over him, gripped his thighs with its massive clawed three-fingered hands, and pulled his legs apart, the better to lick and stroke Nkem’s cock.
Another lizardman with heavy scales the color of dried blood joined them, bending its fanged head to lap and suckle at the blood running from Nkem’s shoulder wound ... then coiling its tongue over his smooth skin. Its broad nostrils flared and it made a mewling sound deep in its throat as it shifted to lick his sweat-soaked pit, snuffling and licking in pleasure as it tasted his salt and musk.
The black-scaled lizardman, it’s muzzle glistening with spit and Nkem’s precum, bent its head low and bared its fangs as two more huge reptiles, blueish black in color, crept in, curious about the fuss. They snapped and hissed but backed away as the black-scale lifted Nkem’s strong body and sniffed his anus.
Rough-scaled lips nuzzled the sensitive hole and the young barbarian grunted in pain and pleasure as he felt it begin to vigorously lick his flexing little fuck-hole.
Overhead was the great stone statue of Sathas the serpent god, rising from its coils, mouth agape, stone fangs five feet long, as if waiting to plunge forward and consume him. It seemed to watch Nkem’s moaning struggles with infinite patience, as if pleased by a different form of sacrifice.
“Ah, fuck, stop,” Nkem groaned as he tried to break his bonds, straining uselessly against the leather cords that bound him tight. The helplessness and tight bonds excited him more, though, and his cock flexed above his cobbled abdomen drooling precum onto his dark skin.
The black-scale’s nostrils flared and it reared back, then pushed its thick tongue deep into Nkem’s hole, eliciting a soft cry of pleasure from the bound youth.
“Fuck!” He cried, twisting on the wet altar. The red-scale’s tongue slid over his chest, coiling over his large hard nipples, and then slid like a serpent around his neck. It tightened, and Nkem fought for breath as the lizardman’s tongue choked him. He bucked and twisted on the stone altar, then gasped of breath as the red-scale drew back. He could breathe again.
The black-scale’s tentacle-like tongue continued to fuck his hole, twisting deep into him, sliding free, then plundering his depths once again. Over and over, it tongued him, savoring the acrid taste of his taint until Nkem shook with his need.
“HAAGGH!” Nkem cried as he ejaculated, his strong young cock pulsing as thick ropes of barbarian cum shot from his crown to splatter back onto his heaving chest and abs. “AH AGGH!” he cried in his pleasure as the lizardman tongue fucking his ass slipped out and then began to lap at his steaming jizz.
The blue-blacks moved in and the black-scale allowed them as they licked Nkem’s bared torso clean of any trace of his cum, their agile snake-like tongues chasing down every drop until his body gleaming like it had been oiled and polished. The two lesser males flanked Nkem and pulled his legs apart.
He lay there on the altar, panting, weak from their poison. His cock laid across his flat belly, still pulsing out the last vestiges of his intense orgasm.
Then he felt another touch on his anus and looked up. The massive black-scale lizardman held a foot-long black-skinned cock in his hand, shining like oiled onyx, a thick smooth member that sprouted from between his legs, previously hidden by a protective dual flap of heavy scale. Now it pulsed in the thing’s clawed hand, the large knob on the end drooling a glistening white stream of what must be lizardman precum.
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