Chapter 9: The Temple

I watched my women shuffle into my new temple. From my view point, I can see about 30 women dressed in red, orange, and yellow robes each representing their caste in my priestess hood. They are unaware of my presence, for I am invisible to the naked eye. Ariel has taught me many things over the last few months including how to refract light to create invisibility.

My new temple was created out of Lady Divine's basement dungeon. The once dark space of Divine's dungeon is now luminous with electric lighting giving the illusion of being outdoors. The temple which was designed after classical Greek temples has marble floors and rows of columns. At the entrance are two large gilded doors and in the rear, where I am sitting, is my throne. My female worshippers gather on the marble floor dressed in robes reverently gathering for the ceremony. Between them and my throne lies two alters, which soon will hold my new acolytes. The women gathered are stunningly beautiful. They are some of the best women this city has to offer. They are hot, erotic, and highly aroused., and they are here this noon for one reason to worship my instrument of power.

From the doorways Asia enters the temple dressed in her purple robe signaling the beginning of the ceremony. I settle back into the marble throne and Asia addresses the gathering.

"Today, we have two new Acolytes to commune with Tito Ra." There is some murmuring in the back, and I sense excitement from the women knowing that they will be witnessing a double header this afternoon.

"Bring forth the Acolytes." Asia declares, as two women wearing white robes and bridal headdresses enter the main doorway flanked by two high priestesses in red. The gathered women part for them, as the Acolytes solemnly walk up to the alters. There is a blonde and a brunette. The women stride toward Asia purposefully. The brunette, Carla, is the older of the two. She is a professional woman; the continuum reveals a person of self confidence and determination. She has bold Italian features with thick red lips, and her body is full and shapely. The blonde lacks her sister's assertiveness but makes up in energy and youthful optimism. My massive sex muscle hardens with power at the thought of how I will soon dominate them.

Both women are Kari and as such have always been the center of attention. They have become accustom to being treated differently from others. People ignorant of the ancient truth of our species would assume that their preferential treatment is because of their amazing beauty. But the real reason biology has made them so sexually compelling is natural selection, the selection which occurs when I decide to place my omnipotent god muscle inside pussy. The true reason why people are in awe of them has to do with a powerful cosmic substance, called essence. They possess a Fie, the highly evolved sex organ which stores essence and gives them pisonic powers that make them both irresistible and highly compelling.

In the grand scheme of the cosmic evolution design, humanity was destine to produce the Quinistar, the omnipotent male god. At the center of the Quinistar's power is my 26 inch cock, the Tito Ra, which produces pure cosmic essence on an infinite magnitude. The excess power my cock generated is stored inside my softball sized testicles in the form of liquid power that appears to be ordinary semen. But too the women who have had the benefit of my cum, they know that it is the greatest gift in the universe. Eternal youth and mind control powers are but small fraction of the power I can give. Its power flows from my cock directly into the waiting multitude of spread thighs and is accompanied with infinite sexual pleasure. Because of both the power and pleasure my cock provides, women deny me nothing and spare nothing to degrading themselves for my powerful god muscle.

I watch the red robed high priestesses join Asia facing the gathering. Asia speaks out again. "Oh! Great Tito Ra! We have gathered here today to show our respect and humility to your supreme male power."

The assembled women loudly chanted. "You are a god. All this is yours. Your cock is great and powerful."

Asia spoke out. "We seek to reaffirm our submission to you as your priestesses, slaves and wives."

The assembled women chanted. "You are a god. All this is yours. Your cock is great and powerful."

"Sister! Let us kneel as proof of his mastery over women." Asia said.

All thirty six women removed there robes and kneel. Underneath their robes, each woman is dressed in a leather mini skirt and colored bra top matching their caste in the preistesshood. They gracefully bend forward and prostrated themselves for a moment then raise themselves up onto their knees and look forward toward the alters. Asia stands up again and French kissed each Acolyte then turns towards my direction and says, "You are a god. All this is yours. Your cock is great and powerful."

The ritualistic introduction being made, I cause the light to unbend, and I become visible to the audience. There is momentarily excitement as the women loose themselves in response to my appearance as I allow them to shower me with expresses of my greatness. Each girl is beaming with unadulterated love and affection. Amazingly despite the fact that the sheer numbers of women I own has grown to over 350, my powers allow me to share intimacy with each one closer than any married couple ever dreamed. I know their deepest fears, greatest aspirations, and every thought. Even though, I may be apart from them they are consciously aware that I am with them at all times.

I now find it easy to share this level of intimacy and communicate with all of them at once. I see each one kneeling and smiling in joy, and with my powers, I simultaneous greet each one. There is no words spoken in the greeting just a profound understanding of mutual love. The emotional passion is so great I involuntarily smile in joyous understanding. So overwhelming is the effect of good will in the room that some of the girls laugh in joy.

I am dressed in my ceremonial clothes, consisting of chains and black leather. My cock is concealed in a black silk stocking which is attached by Velcro to a large leather triangle which is placed against my groin with an 8 inch wide circular cut out allowing my massive cock to hang through to my knees. Two iron chains are attached to all 3 corners of the leather triangle. One chain wraps itself around my waist, while the other one is attached to the bottom corner and comes around the back of my ass like a g-string. Two more large chains come over my back and crisscross the middle of my back and my chest and are attached to the chains around my waist. In the center of my chest just below my massive chest muscles is another leather triangle which clasps the crisscrossed chains. I wear open leather sandal, and on my head I wear a simple golden crown.

I speak out to the Recruiter who has brought my new Acolytes and express my approval. "Donna, you have chosen well. I say and I see her smile with pride at my acknowledgement..." "Asia you may proceed, " I say.

"Thank you Master." Asia says and rises to take center stage. She turns around to face the kneeling gathering, and she approaches the first Acolyte. Unlike the priestesses, the Acolytes are dressed in white bridal undergarments. Atop their heads is a bridal headdress, and their bodies are covered in a half cut white silk bra and garter belts. The women wear high healed dress shoes and their long legs are covered by see through white silk stockings. They are different from the priestesses in that their breasts and shaved pussy are exposed to me.

"Tell our Master who you are?" Asia asks the first kneeling Acolyte. She is a brunette with beautiful green eyes, tan skin and impressive breasts.

"I am Carla DeMarco. I am 26. I was born and raised in Hoboken, New Jersey. I am an executive stockbroker with the firm of Miller, Buckman, and Peters. I am an only child and..." I cut her off, since I already ascertained her whole life story from the continuum.

"What do you seek?" Asia asked her.

"I seek the power." Carla responded as she stared at me and then at my cock.

"If our god blesses you with his power, what would you do with it?" Asia asked.

"I want to be very successful and rise to a level of prominence in my field." She said.

"With Tito's power you could own your firm and find that none of your client will be able to disobey you and willingly give you their money." Asia said and move to the next Acolyte.

"Tell our Master who you are?" Asia said to the blonde on her knees. In striking contrast to Carla's tan skin, this woman's skin was milky and smooth. She had an athletic build from daily gym work outs, and like Carla, she had the typical large firm breasts of a Kari female.

I am Brittany Swenson. I was born in Columbus, Ohio, and moved to New York last year. I am 19 year old. I am a model." She spoke up.

"What do you seek?" Asia asked her.

"I seek the power." She answered.

"If our god blesses you with his power, what would you do with it?" Asia asked.

"I've been waiting tables for the last year and have not got a modeling break. I want to be a supermodel." Tara explained.

"With Tito's power, you dreams will become reality. Many of our sisters have very influential agents working for them. You will find that once our god's power penetrates you these agents will be bending over on their hands and knees to advance your career." Asia offered.

"Do you give Tito Ra your heart as his wife.? Will you love him above all things, and be faithful to him with all of his other wives? Asia asked.

"I give my heart." The girls both responded

Asia gestured to the two high priestesses, and each held up a gold ring. "These rings are a symbol of your marriage to Tito, wear these rings in recognition of the love and loyalty that we as women have for the Tito Ra." Asia said and the high priestesses placed the ring on the women's fingers.

Do you give Tito Ra your mind and body as his Slave? Will you obey his every command, and exist as his property to do as he pleases? Asia questioned.

"I give my mind and body." Both girls responded.

The high priestess raised two leather collars with a metal loop in the front. Then slowly walked around the women displaying the collars above their head, and then clasped them around their necks.

"These collars are a symbol of Tito Ra's ownership and control over his women; wear these collars in recognition that women are his property and we exist solely to do as he commands. Asia said pausing momentarily and then continuing.

"Do you give Tito Ra your soul and pussy as his Priestesses? Will you worship the god muscle, and pay homage and humility to our god." Asia asked.

"I give my soul and pussy." The girls again responded.

"This is the wardrobe of the priestesses of Tito Ra. It conceals our sex before him in acknowledgement of our inferiority to him, and yet allows him instant access to our bodies." Asia said, as the high priestesses laid down the robe, bra, and mini skirt on the alters.

"Lord Tito do you except Acolyte Carla and Acolyte Tara as your wives, slaves, and priestesses." Asia asked turning to face me.

"I accept them." I announced to the gathering.

Asia ceremonially turned to face the kneeling women and displayed to them two long silver chains. "These chains symbolize our bondage as women to the god muscle of Tito Ra." Asia said and then proceeded to connect one end of the chain to the metal loop in front of each Acolyte collar. Then she took the open ends of the chain and placed at my feet.

Then the whole assembly of priestesses chanted together as one and said. "Show us your POWER. Display the god muscle so that we may be humble and know our inferiority to your manhood."

The two high priestesses crawled along side me. Their delicate manicured hands reached up to my black silk cock stocking. With deliberate slowness, they removed the Velcro straps and then slowly lowered the stocking with the precision of a stage magician. The room filed with female cries of joy and arousal. As the final inch was revealed, my mighty cock hung flaccid down to my knee. Carla and Tara, who were kneeling at my feet, jaws dropped in awe.

"Its... Its... HUGE... Its FUCKING AMAZING... He could FUCK any woman into a State of TOTAL SUBMISSION with that thing, " Tara bubble with aroused disbelief.

Carla merely prostrated herself before the proof of my power. "You TRULY are a REAL MAN. Your COCK is so POWERFUL NO woman can resist you. Lord Tito! my PUSSY grovels before the truth of your manhood." She says.

The two priestesses in red reached down and grabbed the silver chain at my feet. Around the base of my cock was a collar similar to the collar the two Acolytes were wearing, except that were the women's collar had merely one metal loop in the front, my collar was studded with dozens of metal loops. The symbolism was clear to them. They were one of many of beautiful women I possessed. One could easy image thousand of silver chains reaching out like a metal spider web from my cock to women on their knees.