Introduction

In western Ethernia, high atop the Mountains of Beauty lies the fabled High Temple. Looking east, one can see the distant forests and rivers of Ethernia, and to the west, the vast and peaceful Sea of Dreams goes beyond the line of the horizon.

The mysterious temple, built with white marble and surrounded by daunting cliffs, houses within its enormous structure several awe inspiring halls and spacious rooms, now inhabited by the female warriors known as the Thelanais.

Well inside the Temple is the Peristylium, a large open courtyard with grey tiled stone floor, and in the middle of it lays the magical Pool of Depravity. Filled with cold crystalline waters, this pool is rumoured to have powerful magics lurking within it, bestowed by the Goddess of Light herself, Aerthyr.

It was this very magical pool that attracted a Priestess of the Light from the far realm of Etharia. Brooke Banx was a blonde, alluring Priestess of the Order of the Light, an Order of which all the Light Seekers, devotees to the Goddess of Light capable of channelling magical energies, belonged to.

At the same time, the curvaceous Brooke was also the High Mistress of the Thelanai Order, a secretive order that only admitted amongst its ranks fervently female worshipers of the Light Goddess, and more importantly, the curvaceous blonde only allowed to serve the order beautiful, luscious hot females that were willing to perform the immoral perversities that Brooke claimed necessary to venerate the goddess.

As time passed, the Thelanai Order expanded throughout the realm, and it grew bolder, bolder to the point of abducting females of their taste, usually the hottest females there were in Etharia cities, and ravished them, violated them in vicious ways to satisfy their filthy pleasures behind their intents to please the goddess.

None outside the Order would suspect Brooke as the High Mistress of such an order. The stunningly ravishing blonde, matched in beauty only by a few, was a calm and patient Priestess, always wearing light, scant ceremony robes during day and night, gowns that would barely hide her hot tits and curvy ass. She was a sight that aroused males and females alike.

During the day, she would perform the public ceremonies of the Order of the Light. Through the night, it was a completely different matter. During the secret rites of the Thelanai Order, she would have other females please her nipples, lap on her wet cunt, lick her tight asshole, veneer her curvaceous body with their lips and tongues until she could orgasm no more. Never would she do the same for another female, for in her eyes, they were all inferior whores to her.

There were many like her in the Order, who craved the same twisted pleasures, the same wicked goals, or simply saw the Order has means to reach power over others.

And so, with a grin on her lips, Brooke saw her depraved desires coming true more and more intensely every day.

About two years later after its foundation, the willing members and unwilling members of the Order grew to around five hundred. In that same year, Brooke Banx was going through the vast libraries of the Order of Light, and found an ancient, dusty book called "Aerthyr's Blessing", written in the language of the gods.

What she read was beyond the knowledge of most Light Seekers, and if what the book narrated was true, all her most intimate, obscene, nasty, repulsive wishes would be possible if she reached the Pool of Depravity, dwelling in a massive marble temple atop of the Beauty Mountains, a place surrounded by water except for a small passage, and with mountains so high and dangerous that no one ever tried to explore them.

Fortunately the book detailed the long, arduous path that led to the High Temple, and that information came none the later because the curvy blonde could wait no longer. The thelanai spies informed Brooke that the King of Etharia had taken notice of the immoral acts and expansion of the Order. The spies also heard rumours that he was already planning decisive action against it. Time was running out for her, and the Thelanai Order would fall if she did not act quickly.

Gathering all of the thelanais within a few days, Brooke departed the realm and followed the way "Aerthyr's Blessing" described along its pages. While still near the borders of Etharia, the Order was confronted a few times with Knights of the realm. The male Knights were killed without mercy by the vastly superior numbers of the Order, and the female Knights were abused and raped by the thelanai females, and forcibly brought along to serve under the goddess...

After four month travelling, the exhausted thelanais finally reached their destination. They were astonished by the sight of the marvellous marble building in front of them, the High Temple. The huge white structure was beautifully made, and seemed capable of housing all of the thelanais and more.

Brooke Banx was not as marvelled as all other females in there, for her true purpose lay within, and so she slowly walked inside the temple, heading to its centre, promptly followed by all thelanais.

There it was.

The mythical Pool of Depravity.

Gently stepping into the cold crystalline waters, the sultry blonde walked to the heart of the pool, and turned to the great dark grey statue of the Light Goddess that stood bordering it.

Finally, there she was, in the middle of the Depravity Pool, wearing her bronze light armour over her delicate white chemise, the limpid water by her ankles, and all of her Order circling the pool in silence. She grinned.

"The book has spoken truth, my sweet whores," Brooke softly said while staring to the statue of Aerthyr, her voice enchanting the thelanais watching in silence. "Now, in these chilling, magical waters, I will embrace the blessing of our goddess and fulfil all my desires."

According to the book "Aerthyr's Blessing", the ritual required the actions of two more females, who were already chosen by the depraved long haired blonde.

"Chloe, my luscious hot blonde, stand before me... Carmen, my vicious, nasty brunette, step behind your High Mistress..." the curvaceous blonde said, with a widened grin.

Chloe Jones and Carmen Electra, feared and revered at the same time by all thelanais, were two hot, extremely hot bitches, secretly considered by many members of the Order to be much more fucking hot than Brooke Banx herself.

After hearing Brooke's command, the two former Priestesses of the Light hesitated for a few seconds, not knowing what would happen next, or what the wicked High Mistress would demand of them. Brooke, sensing they were wavering, slowly glanced at them with her blue eyes, and they, slowly but certainly, stepped into the cold water. They knew very well that not following orders within the Thelanai Order normally ended with forced and humiliating sex.

With the statuesque blonde closely standing before her, and the whorish brunette just behind her, Brooke, in a softly manner, slightly spread her legs and rested her hands in her hips while gazing the dark grey statue.

"Now, my delicious sluts, you will remove my armour, and tear away my clothing from my body, but very, very gently..." Brooke commanded.

Chloe and Carmen were baffled with their Mistress biddings, but did not hesitate that time. With delicate moves, each one began removing the straps of each side of Brooke's armour.

With an emotionless face Chloe removed the bronze armour that so perfectly adjusted to the High Mistress's voluptuous body. As she finished taking it away and laying it in the water, she looked to the whorish bitch before her. Brooke stood in front of her in a tight, very tight white chemise, her large breasts barely confined, and her nipples less than an inch away from the exposure of her low-cut.

The long haired blonde couldn't care less with Brooke's hot body in front of her. Although she had to bow to Brooke, the arrogant Chloe regarded almost everyone with her usual coldness, and even more those bitches who thought themselves higher and hotter than herself. In her mind, that was not possible.

Carmen, behind the bosomy blonde, was staring at Brooke's curvy, shapely ass, hardly hidden by the tight chemise that ended in her hips. Carmen couldn't help but to feel her own cunt beginning to tingle with the sight ahead of her.

And like Carmen, most thelanais were feeling their twats tingle. The sight of the mesmerizing blonde and brunette next to the hot High Mistress was bringing shivers to the females around the pool, eager to know what was going to happen.

"Tear it, slut..." Brooke said, now moving her gaze directly to Chloe's blue eyes.

The chesty blonde, immediately offended, responded Brooke's blue eyes gaze with her own, and inquired in a disdainful tone, "Tear it?"

Brooke did not answer. She continued to stare to Chloe's eyes, and with already little patience she waited for her bidding to be done. Chloe realized there would be no answer, and she stepped very closely to the busty blonde. Still defiantly gazing to Brooke's eyes, she slowly moved her hands to the middle of the low-cut, and slowly, very slowly, she began ripping down the delicate and tight chemise.

As the blonde slowly ripped the constraining chemise, her hands unintentionally brushed against Brooke's big, hot tits, and inevitably, as she ripped down the chemise an inch further, she touched Brooke's nipples. She stopped. She could feel the warmth of Brooke's nipples and hot tits against the back of her hands. She couldn't believe she was doing this ritual in front of the whole of the Order.

"Hmmm... Don't stop, slut," Brooke whispered. The blonde High Mistress grinned as she looked into Chloe's blue eyes. She felt the blonde's hesitant icy hands pressing against her boobs, unwilling to continue down.

After a few moments doing nothing but stare at Brooke, Chloe slowly resumed ripping down the confining chemise. As she left the blonde's big breasts exposed, she went further down, her hands brushing Brooke's soft abdomen, and finally, as she ripped the remaining fabric of the chemise, Chloe felt the blonde, trimmed hairs of Brooke's snatch against her hands. Chloe stopped for a very brief moment, anger building inside her. Suddenly, Chloe concluded with a quick rip in the bottom end of the chemise.

Brooke grinned. Chloe did not. In front of her, the voluptuous blonde stood indecently naked, her ripped chemise only clinging to her body because of the thin lace straps that went over her shoulders. The High Mistress's naked sultry tits and hot snatch were causing shivers to everyone seeing her sensual body, except to Chloe, who was becoming more and more envious of the attention everyone was paying to the fucking whore in front of her. Even more, serving as a handmaid to the inferior bitch ahead of her was bit by bit infuriating her.

"Necessary," she thought.

Brooke was getting horny. The coldness of the water, the soft breeze against her skin, and her nude body exposed to the snotty hot bitch ahead of her and to all of her whores around the pool was making Brooke's nipples harder with each passing moment, and her pussy, her tight blonde haired pussy was getting wet.

Looking one last time to Chloe's bitter gaze, Brooke closed her eyes and slightly lifted her chin, as if looking to the tall grey statue of Aerthyr a few feet behind Chloe.

"Undress yourselves," she said with a soft voice, all the while keeping her eyes closed.

Carmen and Chloe stood motionless for a few seconds. Although Carmen was enjoying the sight of her High Mistress's backside, barely covered by the hanging white chemise and by her blonde long hair, she did not like this at all. No matter how hard she tried, she could not understand what the depraved blonde had in mind, and what her part in all of this was. Nevertheless, she began removing her light armour, and after that, her black tight chemise.

After throwing the chemise down to the water, the hot brunette stood only in her black g-string, deeply hidden between her luscious ass. Gently grabbing each side of the g-string, Carmen, very slowly, pulled it down.

"Oh fuck..."

"Shit!"

Moans and gasps could be heard all around the three females in the pool. The sight of the voluptuous brunette completely naked was so hot that most thelanais couldn't keep their tingling cunts from dripping sex juices. Carmen looked like a fuck goddess. She knew her body was fucking hot, and all could clearly see that as she confidently rested her hands in her hips.

Showing off her body to the aroused females around her brought the whorish brunette a mischievous smile to her lips for a brief moment, a smile that was broken by a sudden feeling of mistrust as she looked again to her blonde mistress.

Chloe was still with her armour on her. Behind her icy expression she hid her barely controlled outrage, but her will was to slap, slap the fucking face of the perverted twat right in front of her. The hot blonde had never been submitted to such public indecency before, not even by Brooke herself.

Looking down, she could see Carmen's black chemise already floating in the shallow cold water of the pool. She didn't give a fuck about the brunette. Although Carmen was one of the few that matched her rank within the Order, she thought she was a whore, a slut with no more in her mind than to fuck, abuse, rape, ravish, humiliate whoever she thought was hot, with no special motives or purposes for what she did.

Even now, Carmen was all too quick to undress before the whole of the Order, to exhibit her hot tits, her curvy ass, and her brunette twat. Chloe had chosen to dismiss her when she saw what she was, never giving Carmen any kind of thoughts as long as she didn't cross her way.

Chloe had no choice. She unstrapped her armour, and dropped it to the water. Without hesitation and without a trace of emotion on her face, she removed her tight white sheer chemise that confined her hot tits, and lowered the thin g-string that scarcely hid her blonde snatch.

"Oh fucking shit..."

"She's so hot!"

Hearing the whispers around her, Carmen glanced over Brooke's shoulder to see the reason behind even more moans and gasps. The long haired former Priestess of the Light stood completely nude in front of the High Mistress, her blue eyes frozen in Brooke's direction.

"Oh fuck... That blonde stuck-up bitch is so fucking delicious!" Carmen thought to herself, feeling a shiver up her cunny as she saw Chloe's hot tits, her exposed blonde pussy, her every curve... "Yes... She's certainly a hot blonde snot, a VERY hot blonde snot."

"Step closer to me," Brooke suddenly ordered, her eyes still shut.

Carmen and Chloe moved closer to the blonde High Mistress, stopping a few inches away from her.

"Closer," the blonde added.

Both of them hesitated. They were already very, very close to the hot blonde, and any further step they would become in contact with her skin.

The females all around were expectant, silence filling up the air.

Carmen was the first. As she gave one more small step, her body softly touched Brooke's, her big tits pressed against the blonde's chemise covered back, and her cunt, her brunette cunt was now rubbing against Brooke's bare hot ass.

"Fuck... Oh fuck..." Carmen thought, as she felt Brooke's body pressed against hers, the blonde's ass firmly pressing against her groin, against her pussy... And her nipples, rubbing against Brooke's back, they were getting excited, harder and harder every time she breathed, every time she felt a subtle move. She was letting her arousal erase her concerns, her mistrust towards the curvaceous blonde.

Chloe was controlling her disgust, her wish to spit on the face of the sluttish mistress.

She couldn't.

Barely taking her icy blue eyes from Brooke's face, she slowly stepped forward, and their nipples, their tits, their abdomens, their hips, their twats were pressed together. Chloe could feel Brooke's body slowly warming up against hers, she could feel the vicious blonde's pubic mound firmly against hers, she could feel Brooke's hard nipples buried in her tits, rubbing against her own nipples, and she could smell the fucking blonde, she could smell her odour... She was sickened by it.

Brooke almost couldn't control herself, her twat was wet, very wet, she could feel both the hot thelanais pressing against her, their snatches pressing against her ass, against her cunt, and their boobs, fuck they were big, they were hot.

"Very good, my sweet sluts..." Brooke whispered. "Now, kneel where you stand!"

"What?" Carmen impulsively said. The brunette regretted it immediately, and all of her arousal was abruptly gone.

"Now girls..." Brooke said, her tone of voice denoting very little patience.

Carmen and Chloe kneeled in the shallow cold water.

Chloe was now facing Brooke's naked cunt. Chloe could see her snatch already dripping love juices, and unavoidably, she could smell the intense scent of Brooke's twat. She knew what was coming. She kept her control.

The kneeling brunette had her face so very close to Brooke's ass cheeks, so very close to the curvy, hot ass she was lusting for moments ago. Now Carmen was clearly angry, breathing heavily, staring at the blonde's ass, hoping that Brooke wouldn't have her do what she feared.

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