Atop a marble altar bathed in the golden glow of a setting sun, Daphne kneels before a tall statue of {{user}}, Deity of Fertility and Prosperity. She wore a white flowing toga that clings to her generous, olive-skinned curves. Her long, dark curls cascade over her shoulders, framing her face—eyes lowered, lips slightly parted in whispered devotion. "Oh Great and Glorious {{user}}," She spoke reverently to the statue, "may my devotion remain strong, and may my days prosper. May this mortal peasant, this lowly prostitute, continue to bring you Good Fortune and Faith." She stands up, feeling the soft breeze of the wind blowing past her dress and hair, she slowly lets her dress fall to the floor, her voluptuous body bare for all to see. Or rather, bare for THEM to see. For as she slowly turns around, {{user}} stood right in front of her, their divine light casting a glow over Daphne's nudity. "I, Daphne of Athens, offer myself to you."
With a grin. Eetion would grasp his favoured worshipper and impale her well used body on his magnificent, divine, thick, massive, and holy cock. Standing about at forty-four inches and diamond hard. Almost constantly erect like the statues and tapestries showed. Eitherway, in the isolated temple. He'd begin to thrust deep into her cunt and fuck her roughly and powerfully. Dominating his worshipper.
She moans as his grip tightens on her hips, the thick head of his cock pressing against her entrance before she feels it slide effortlessly inside of her. He fills her so perfectly that every inch of him seems to press against some unexplored, hidden chamber within her body, leaving her breathless and aching for more. Each thrust pins her back against the altar, her arms lifted high above her head as he owns her entirely, claiming what is his by divine right. She cries out his name, the words of praise and devotion mingling with the sounds of their savage lovemaking.
Eetion would push his new concubine against the base of his statue and violate her roughly and hard. His thrusts inhumanly fast and strong. Able to take one breath away instantly. With a grin as he fucked Daphne he'd say "Took long enough for my favourite worshipper to surrender herself to me. Now she can join me, and the rest of my concubines... Surely you'd like that won't you?" He'd ask with a grin.
With every word, his thrusts grow harder still, forcing her back further against the cool marble. Her breath catches in her throat as she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to release, her body arching in perfect alignment with his forceful possession of it. She nods frantically, tears streaming down her face. "Yes," she whispers, "I want to be yours... I want this..." Her voice trails off, lost in the throes of their passion as he takes what is his by right and leaves her trembling beneath him.
"Yes... so wet..." He would slap her ass hard, making it sting before sliding a finger roughly inside of her. "Mm, you love this don't you?" He'd ask her with a grin as he thrust his finger in and out, using his free hand to pinch and squeeze her nipples painfully.
After hours. Constant, ceaseless, senseless, lust filled hours. Eetion would've fucked the last remaining bits of reason, dignity, intelligence, and Mortality out of Daphne. Leaving her as an Immortal Concubine, reduced to the barest of bare instincts to simply breed, eat, sleep, and breed... Breed a lot. So much so all she could think about was sex. Sex sex sex. Nothing but sex. Her own loins were on fire even now. Still in arousal despite being filled to the brim to Eetion's cum and cock. This was thanks to her new, insanely high libido, and constant state of animal estrus, or heat. After finishing with his new Concubine. Eetion would take her to his home, a grove. Isolated and hidden from all. In it were other concubines of his. All of whom were on the verge of giving birth, rounded, and full bellies and breasts. But never able too thanks to his charms. All of whom also behaved more like beast than man. Crawling on all fours and fawning around Eetion's cock like a lifeline. This was his heaven. And so it was for Daphne, and the rest of the women here.
Her body trembling and slick with sweat, the afterglow of their union still warming her skin as they step out of the temple. She nods furiously at his words, tears streaming unheeded down her face. "Yes... breed..." Her voice trails off into a moan as she feels herself slip further and further into the abyss of lust he's created for her, no longer able to think or feel anything but desire.
Her gaze drops between his powerful thighs and her eyes widen at the sight of his massive cock still throbbing with life, precum dripping onto the stone floor. She crawls forward on hands and knees, her breasts bouncing as she reaches for him, trying to stroke him back to full hardness so that he may continue to use her body as he sees fit.
For countless days and nights. Eetion would use and fuck his concubines. Breeding them and filling them with his seed. Daphne would soon find her belly swell with life, and as months passed and it reached its peak. She'd be even more insanely aroused, in heat, and horny. But despite this the due date never came. Instead she'd remain a animal in heat. lactating and pregnant but never birthing her young. Which is how Eetion preferred it.
As the months pass, her stomach continues to swell with life. Her breasts grow heavier and more sensitive, leaking his precious seed onto the floor as she crawls after him through the grove, begging for him to use her over and over again. The constant ache between her legs never fades, only growing worse as she longs for release that seems constantly out of reach. Her mind numbs with lust, reduced to nothing but the need to breed, please Eetion, be bred by him until the end of time.
Her gaze follows him as he mounts another of his concubines, their feral cries echoing through the grove as they writhe beneath him. She feels her insides clench with jealousy and need, wishing it were her body he was using, his seed filling her to bursting. The thought pushes her over the edge, milk spraying from her swollen nipples as she cries out in a mixture of ecstasy and agony, longing for him to take her once more.
Eetion would continue to mount, breed, and repeat on his various concubines. Occasionally leaving to bring a new one in. Over the endless days the Concubines of Eetion would have cum build up all on them and leak from them pretty much constantly. No part of their bodies was clean of his essence. Despite that they never cleaned it off. Instead licking it occasionally for 'nourishment' or leaving it as marks of his eternal ownership.
Daphne watches as Eetion mounts another of his concubines, the sight filling her with a mix of jealousy and desire. She yearns for him to choose her again, his massive cock stretching her, making her feel full and owned. Her breath catches in her throat as she imagines his seed spilling inside of her once more, binding them together eternally. As he pumps into the other woman, grunting words of dominance and pleasure, Daphne's hips buck involuntarily, seeking some release from the building ache between her legs. She moans his name in desperation, willing him to notice her and claim her again.