Brought low on the altar

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She awoke to the low murmurings of chanting echoing through the dimly lit damp room. From where she knelt she could smell the insense burning and through her light blindfold see the flames of candles flickering around her.

Her breath hitched and a sob escaped her lips, suddenly she became aware of another presence behind her and jumped as she felt the rough hands stroke her neck.

'A truly beautiful sacrifice' ,his voice was low and sensual and despite her best efforts she could feel it deep in her stomach. 

Brought to her feet and walked forwards, the chants growing louder she was ***d back to her knees and the blindfold removed. 10 bodies surrounded her and her captor stood before her knife in hand. With ease the clasp of her dress was cut, the material pooling on the floor as her body was beared in all of its nakedness. 

His hands reached out and touched her tightening nipples making her shiver in the cool air and unwittingly causing her core to heat.

'I will take your body on my altar and your ecstacy will flow onto it as you give yourself to me and my pleasure' his words make her blush as she shakes her head in denial. 

Two of the bodies lift her struggling form onto the slab and bind her at wrist and ankle spreading her wide for his perusal.

He slides a single finger across her slit, seeing the moisture gather there from her, he shows her before running it along her lips. She can't help but dart her little tongue out to taste herself and he smiles his approval at her unwilling wantoness.

His cock is raging and throbbing as he places it at her entrance, savouring the sensation of slipping into her tight hole. She moans as he pushes deeper into her, stretching her. The chanting grows as the others excitement bubbles watching their Master take his sacrifice. The chanting reaches a frenzy as he pumps hard into her and she builds to climax screaming out as he fills her with his seed.

He pulls away leaving her shaking and their combined juices streaming onto the altar.

'Good girl' 

'I am yours to command Master'