Chapter 2

Marisa lay still after that last intense orgasm, dozing off after a few moments. She woke up to the feeling of Tomas' hands gently stroking her shoulders and arms. His hands moved down her sides and across her belly, tracing a wavy pattern over her skin. He moved down to her hips and thighs, completely ignoring her breasts and pussy, and stroked his way to her feet, exerting more pressure when he came to her soles.

He then gently turned her over, legs together and arms at her sides, palms facing upward. Starting at her ankles, he ran his hands up her calves and then lightly stroked the sensitive skin behind her knees with his fingertips.

At this, Marisa started quivering. She could hardly believe that she was aroused again so soon. To her still-drugged mind, his hands were filling her body with pleasure. Mang Cadio's blatantly sexual actions earlier were rough and primal, while Tomas' gentle motions were sophisticated and erotic. They were equally stimulating, but completely different.

Tomas continued upward, his hands running over the backs of her thighs. He stopped at her ass, stroking both cheeks in circular motions at the same time. His hands then travelled up her back, fingers splaying, exerting more pressure along her spine. When he reached the top, his hands moved outward, and he traced his fingertips along her sides, causing more shivers of delight. He repeated the firm upward motion once again and stopped at the top of her spine. He placed his hands lightly on her shoulders, with his thumbs together on the muscular part just below the back of her neck. He put pressure on his thumbs, moving them downward and outward to the sides of her shoulder blades. Repeating this several times drew moans of pleasure from Marisa.

Then Tomas lightly stroked her back along her spine until he reached the base. Using his thumbs, he firmly stroked the base of her back, just above her hips, as he had done with her shoulders. Moving his hands back up her sides, palms flat against her skin, he splayed his fingers over her shoulders before stroking her upper arms lightly. When he reached the insides of her elbows, he gave them more attention, stroking them lightly with his fingertips. Then he moved his hands along the insides of her arms, grasping each hand. He then moved from his position at her left, straddling her with his huge cock wedged between her ass cheeks.

When Marisa felt his cock throbbing on top of her ass, she was relieved that it was not as large as Mang Cadio's. While it was a good-sized penis at seven inches long, with a fairly wide girth, it was nowhere near the size of Mang Cadio's huge tool. She jumped with surprise when he started slowly licking the back of her neck, but like the rest of his ministrations, the motion filled her with warmth and erotic delight.

When he was sure that Marisa was completely relaxed, Tomas moved up and spread her legs before moving between them. He then raised her hips and had her bend her legs slightly, with her weight resting on the insides of her knees. He produced a stiff pillow from somewhere and placed it under her hips to support her. He admired her luscious pussy as Mang Cadio had done. Almost none of Mang Cadio's spunk remained, because she had been washed as she slept. Her pussy had small fleshy lips sparsely covered with fine hair, and deep pink inner lips that glistened with her juices, which had coated the insides of her thighs and started to drip onto the pillow. He took a quick lick, exploring her folds, causing Marisa to start moaning again. He loved her taste. It was earthy, musky, but also clean and fresh, and even slightly sweet.

Tomas then rose up and gripped his cock, aiming it at her vagina. But instead of entering her right away, he slowly rubbed the head of his penis all over her pussy, paying special attention to her clit, which was now prominent amongst her folds. When Marisa started thrashing and grasping blindly behind her, he gave in and entered her completely with one quick motion, causing her to gasp. He thrust deeply several times as she continued to gasp and moan, before withdrawing. Marisa was surprised, but quickly forgot it when two of his fingers replaced his penis. Then his fingers moved up, wetting her asshole, and before she knew what was happening, he had pushed the head of his cock into her virgin ass.

When Marisa realized what had happened, she frantically tried to push him out, which only made Tomas moan, and then started wriggling around, trying to make him slip out. But Tomas held her hips firmly and thrust in and out, pushing his cock in an inch at a time until all of him was buried deep inside her rectum. He then started moving, fucking her in the ass. At first, Marisa didn't like it. She gasped and moaned and thrashed in discomfort, but her pussy had wet his cock so thoroughly that there was no pain. So once the cramps had subsided, she relaxed again and focused on the sensation of a cock moving in and out of her ass. She wasn't sure if she liked it, but she didn't find it too unpleasant.

After a minute or two, Tomas rolled over onto his back, bringing her with him, and pushed the pillow aside. She lay on top of him, her legs splayed and her pussy open, while he pumped in and out of her ass. Then the man who had stood with Tomas behind the wooden idol stepped between their legs, gripping his cock. Marisa had been facing the ceiling, so she didn't notice him until Tomas stopped pumping.

The man's name was Rolando. He and Tomas were assistants to Mang Cadio, who was the high priest of their cult, so after the initial ceremony, they had first rights on every sacrifice. He too had a large cock, between the size of Mang Cadio's and Tomas', which he was now slowly pushing into Marisa's empty pussy.

Marisa liked this situation even less. Rolando was having trouble entering her, because while she had been loosened up by Mang Cadio and Tomas, Tomas' cock in her ass had made the space tight again. She tried to push him off, but Tomas held her arms at her sides. Once Rolando was completely inside her, Marisa felt like she was uncomfortably full. Rolando started pumping in and out of her, and once he had built up a rhythm, Tomas joined him, alternating their strokes. This made Marisa feel like she was being stretched apart, and she groaned and strained in pain. Sensing this, Tomas tilted his hips up, and Rolando withdrew for a moment before straddling them and squatting over her hips, his hands on the floor on either side of her to support his weight, before entering again. It took quite a bit of flexibility and stamina on Rolando's part, but he and Tomas had agreed beforehand that they would do all they could to make her cum with both of them inside of her. True enough, the change in position relieved the pain. There was still a sense of fullness, but it was pleasant this time. Marisa began to enjoy the feeling of two cocks pistoning in and out of her, generating friction in places she didn't even know existed. When Rolando started licking her breasts and sucking at her nipples, she began to moan again, her drugged body filling with pleasure. Then Tomas reached down and rubbed her clit rapidly, pushing her over the edge. Her hips bucked and pushed, her pussy and ass clamping over the cocks inside. Feeling the powerful ripples of her orgasm, the men came too. After several more pumps, they collapsed one on top of the other, exhausted.