Legends of Belariath

A Bard`s Memory of Empire

The 27th Year of The Ilfirian Empire

20 June
Stormbringer Introduces Keaira to a Goddess

Keaira bowed praying silently and carrying out instructions as told. There was no denying she was nervous as her head bowed in prayer. The statue of her goddess Ishtar stood before her in the empty temple.

There was no fanfare or announcing the figure walking to the temple.

Stormbringer with so much mystery behind him walked into the temple turning the key on the vaulted door behind him. No one knew much history about Stormbringer, and no one was going to watch this either.

The sound of the door closing brought Keaira’s head up startled and butterflies churned in her stomach. Holding her breath she moved towards Stormbringer. The sparkling temple was immaculately clean awaiting the scene before it. She wore no clothing except her collar, cuffs at her wrists and ankles, beautiful red hair coiled up from her neck exposing her tattoo. Her skin was smooth, oiled and sparkling with mithril glitter. She dropped to her knees before the Emperor Stormbringer.

“Your Majesty.”

 Stormbringer stood there and appraised her small but perfect body, she was perfection. "You look every inch a Daughter to be proud of, though I use that term strictly in its titular form since I don't feel any fatherly sentiments when I look at you."

He stroked the side of her face with the back of his fingers, stopping with the digits under her chin and pressing upwards to bring the girl back to her feet. That was enough to make her draw in a sharp breath, and a small smile played on her lips. No one really knew how to behave before this Emperor and that included the nervous Keaira.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

There was that familiar chuckle coming from the confident Stormbringer; even the bard writing this remembered it well. It struck fear through many, just because you didn’t know what was going to happen or what the mysterious Stormbringer was thinking.

He knew she was intimidated by his presence and dropped his hand that cupped her chin and tucked his arm around her shoulder leading the girl back into the depths of the temple and away from the door. "You don't need to be –too- frightened of me," he said, more in hope than expectation. "I'm only evil on Tuesday and Thursday mornings"

Such noble humor made him even more formidable, and she gave a small laugh glancing up at him moving to the main area of the temple. She answered him truthfully, but what else was there to do he was the Emperor, and she was in the temple of her goddess. That didn’t mean she wasn’t compliant she was very ready to obey.

"I will keep that in mind and avoid the palace on Tuesday and Thursday mornings. I am not so much frightened of you, Your Majesty. I am more nervous that I will disappoint."

It brought a shrug to the Emperor’s shoulder.

"Only time will answer that girl… though you must know I have faith in you. I don't do this casually or by habit. In fact you're the first in a very long time."

To lighten the mood and fear in Keaira he gave her bottom a firm but friendly slap leading her to the statue of Ishtar which made her blush and smile. Her attention fixated on Stormbringer and the statue of her goddess, soft green eyes assessing him for a moment as she prepared not to disappoint him.

She lost his attention for a moment.  Stormbringer stood before the statue assessing every curve of it, imagining what she would feel like in his bed, or perhaps remembering. The moment faltered and disappeared. The Emperor gave Keaira’s bottom a squeeze. With a tilt of her head he looked into her eyes asking in a soft tone.

“Are you ready?”

She was ready and even if she wasn’t this man was the Emperor, but the glitter in those green eyes expelled fear, and a submissive yes. His tone was soft like the waves of an ocean on a dark night, and she knew better to move as his hand remained on her. Anticipation made her lick her lips wetting them, and her reply was breathless.

“Always Your Majesty.”

Stormbringer smiled at her words and was pleased with this small girl who wore a collar that had graced so many other necks over the centuries. He was certain she would live up to his expectations with whatever occurred within the locked temple.

Unbeknown; the statue of Ishtar responded with an energy that made Ishtar purr, and those closed eyelids slowly opened to the two before her. The attention from both Stormbringer’s glance and Keaira stirred the statue enough to change the tone from her stone eyes, to pale blue eyes loving the glances she received to her marbled limbs. There was a spark of light when glancing at the barbarian male Stormbringer, such a quick flash of light it might not have been seen. That didn’t mean she dismissed the red-haired beauty Keaira.

 "Then lie back on the altar, girl. Be sure you can see Ishtar clearly from your position and then spread your hands and feet towards the four corners"

Keaira took a deep breath, “As you command, Your Majesty.”

She left his arms to move to the marble altar, and with ease moved up onto the stone. The cold stone gave her goose bumps and made her rosebud nipples hard. Keaira stretched her arms and legs as commanded and glanced up seeing the statue before her. A silent prayer was given to Ishtar praying for the strength to please her and Stormbringer.

If stone could shiver Ishtar did, with a smile on her lips watching Stormbringer. She eluded her statue state growing warm and wet from the memories of him, but that didn’t mean the ripple of pleasure just came from the Emperor, she watched the red-haired beauty before her. Ishtar stirred with pride seeing Keaira perform her duties. Silent questions ran through the goddess wondering what brought Stormbringer to the temple.

Stormbringer followed Keaira the priestess, slowly giving her time to settle down upon the altar. He appraised her taking in her smooth flesh and taut breasts, her toned stomach that led to clean lines to the vee between her slender thighs. He was pleased with what he seen, yet his smile faded and in the same quiet voice that held a proper tone he instructed her.

"I don't plan to bind you, girl. If you can't hold that position freely, I made a mistake."

His hip pressed against the side of the altar and he took his fingertips to slowly run them down the center of Keaira’s body. She shivered watching his eyes as they devoured every inch of her. A fine arch of her body responded to his touch. Not once did her legs or arms move, she had mentally tied them with sheer will and no binds.

 Stormbringer turned fully towards the altar facing the statue, before her was the body of Keaira, who was a sacrifice of sorts, and he sensed Ishtar awakening giving her a wink. The fun was just beginning.

The more Stormbringer touched and pleasured Keaira, the more the goddess Ishtar responded. His touches led Ishtar to move toward Keaira at the throes of orgasm after orgasm. Stormbringer drew out a small rotating pinwheel like a seamstress would use and ran it over Keaira’s bossom, and down her stomach sending painful pleasure of electrical charges intensifying the passion she was feeling. Ishtar responded with sighs of pleasure, and sounds filled the temple her own flesh becoming more real and less stone like. He knew what he was doing, giving a side glance to Ishtar growing aroused as he manipulated both of them.

Even through the multiple orgasms Keaira had, she kept the original position he told her to take. It was like someone had invisibly tied the priestess arms and legs, and even when she climaxed her body would rise and fall on the stone table never losing her command to stay as if tied. The sexual scent rose around them, and even though Ishtar was changing to flesh filled with lust it really didn’t register with Keaira.

Ishtar desired to be pleasured, and her own hands reached up to those stone breasts that suddenly became very flesh like and swayed as her fingers swept over her nipples. Long golden curls fell over her shoulders as she felt a spike of pleasure watching and she stepped forward.

Keaira was focused on Stormbringer hearing him mutter a spell, his touches to her breasts and nipples forcing one to a cone shape running the pinwheel over her nipple, and while he did it a side long glance was given to Ishtar who walked softly with bare feet leading her to them. Long lashes against alabaster cheeks rose as she looked to Stormbringer remembering.

<Ishtar’s memories come to be! <

“mmmmmm this is a beautiful sight to see!”

Ishtar’s tone in her voice would outdo the best soprano while watching Stormbringer grasp Keaira’s nipple making her cry out in pleasure, reaching that zone where nothing else mattered but the intensity of one’s climax. Keaira heard Ishtar’s voice slide over her like silk making her titillate in pleasure.

Stormbringer’s breath caught in his throat as he looked over at the naked form of the goddess, no one in his experience was built so perfectly, and a rush of heat flooded him. Pushing the urges he had aside he grinned at Ishtar.

 "It's been a long time but you're still incredibly beautiful, slut I know so well, but watch this for a moment"

He took the pinwheel and rolled it down Keaira’s belly and down to the crease between her upper thigh and labia, then up the other side to her sex focusing on her aroused clitoris.

Ishtar’s voice was husky with lust and the sing song of sexual pleasure was in it as she answered.

"And you still know exactly what I need –and- you know I love to watch.”

Keaira’s body twitched in excitement, but not once did she move her arms or legs, the scent of pleasure filled the temple and the two most powerful beings in the land centered on pure passion . Stormbringer put the pinwheel aside and pulled out another item looking much like a dildo, Alrieals’s Toy. He lightly ran it over his victim who was well lubricated from her own sex juices and oil, pushing the tip in gradually until it was fully inside Keaira. With a few whispered words it widened in girth filling her tight passage, and short barbs popped out on the sides piercing her inner flesh about an eighth of an inch.

"I think a nice orgasm would be a good way to welcome your goddess," he murmured as his hands moved back to her breast and clit.

Ishtar chimed in, “yes, let us hear those darling cries, scream if you need to… I want to hear them, as they are mine, and mine alone… darling girl!"

Ishtar was usually the watchful eye, but tonight Stormbringer an old lover pulled her forward with trust. Her hand reached over where he pushed and massaged to watch Keaira remain spread out invisibly tied. Her eyes focused on his and her hand reached for her own tit stroking over her full breast and nipple.

A piercing scream filled the temple as the dildo expanded inside Keaira and Ishtar touched her. She had a never ending climax as her orgasm peaked and ebbed, only to peak again.

Stormbringer admired the form of Keaira as she stretched and moved in the most agonizing but wonderful climax. Even being pulled into the throes of passion she didn’t move her legs or arms, feeling her clitoris being manipulated by the Emperor, as his other hand reached for the goddess Ishtar’s heavy breast his body responded. He grew hard and aroused watching both Keaira and Ishtar respond.

"When she comes down, I'll introduce you properly and tell you the other reason I called for you," he rubbed his thumb across the thick awakening nipple, his intentions as obvious as his familiarity with the goddess' flesh.

It was the height of lust; the goddess herself hungering and watching Keiara rise and fall to the cold stone altar. Ishtar moved closer and put her knee onto the altar’s surface pushing against Keaira’s quivering thigh. Long blonde curls ran down her shoulders, and the sway of her heavy breasts were close to Keaira, her fingers touching her puffy slit with the embedded toy.

"Take your time. I'm having much too fun to disagree at the moment."

Keaira felt like she was lost into an eternity of pleasure, but it wasn’t all that long as Ishtar’s orgasm went on being touched by the masterful fingers of the Emperor. Isthar loomed over Keaira, and came back into focus as she caught her breath. The goddess was a magnificent sight and she whispered, “Goddess.”

Stormbringer straightened up watching Ishtar lean over Keaira’s body leaving the dildo embedded in Kearia, knowing the goddess would know what to do and eager to watch the two of them. He spoke quietly in the temple his words fell upon Keairas and Ishtar’s ears.

"I'm sure you recognize your Daughter," he murmured. "No doubt you've seen her often enough. But this one is special so I wanted you to meet her, and I want you to bond with her without a high priest in the way."

How Ishtar would make that bond was up to her, he was simply informing her of his decision in his usual, somewhat dominant way.

"Oh I know Keaira."

Her body was aroused and she thrust herself between the spread legs of Keaira while her finger graced over her clit, before twisting the dildo further in making the barbs release and scrape against her sensitive flesh, and she placed a soft kiss against her stomach.

The kiss was instant fire abridged from pleasure and pain, their warmth soaked into Ishtar’s veins and continued onwards. There was a second kiss before Ishtar’s blue eyes drifted up to look at Stormbringer, there was no doubt the pleasure Keaira must have been feeling. Ishtar’s gaze traveled back to Keira’s eyes, and she soaked her fingers in her juices.

"As you wish…Stormbringer."

Ishtar’s lips curved into a smile looking back down at the perfect body before her.

"Are you ready, Daughter, for me?"

She answered honestly. "I am always ready, Goddess."

Stormbringer walked down the side of the altar watching his eternal lover who hovered over Keaira like a bird would their prey. He knew how fortunate Keaira was to feel the touch of Ishtar, it was seldom a human got to see the flesh of Ishtar, let alone the touch of flesh against flesh. His own hand rested against the back of Ishtar’s thigh, and the soft curve of her ass. She pushed back soaking in the Emperor’s caresses before falling forward against the girl’s breasts, breast against breasts. 

On all fours, she rose up off the cushion of breasts pressed upon the girl beneath, her free hand spearing fingers of red curls and lifting her head. A burning 'point' welled crimson on the intricate petal of the Kearia’s tattoo.

Keaira’s lips strained toward her goddess’s, and the kiss was as if there were a hundred lovers, rather than one touching her. Ishtar’s breasts pressed against her own and there was a desire she never thought one person could experience. Even the Emperor had to adjust his hard shaft straining against his pants as he watched the scene.

Each and every moan and cry of Keaira made the goddess purr in satisfaction and she pushed the dildo in further into the writhing body beneath her.

"Beg prettily Keaira. There will be nothing standing between us from hence forth."

It was like no other pleasure Keaira experienced and the goddess stroked her body from inside out only to make Keaira beg for more.

"Ishtar... please take me... consume me with your will. Goddess use me…please.”

Stormbringer met Ishtar’s eyes with a smoldering look, she was the most desirable woman he knew and he spoke to her within the screams of Kearia’s pleasure. His hand reached out to trace the swollen pouting mouth of Ishtar.

 "It's been too long. Now you're here, you can stay in the palace out of sight…a week or a century while we catch up. But meanwhile his hand stroked the back of her thigh and gripped her ass cheek firmly.

Keaira came multiple times as the goddess Ishtar played her to heights she never reached before, branding her with a passion she had never experienced. She was told to cum again and again, and the reality of Ishtar being teased by Stormbringer wasn’t even recognized by Keaira as the dildo was thrust into her bonded and branded body by the goddess herself. The priestess Keaira made the temple echo with cries and screams of her passion. The world ceased to exist and she promised the goddess to do as she was told.

“As long as I have breath goddess.”

Ishtar voluptuous figure swayed against the young priestess below as Stormbringer stroked and fingered the goddess herself; the sweet scent of sex filled the temple. He encouraged Ishtar with a rub against her clit with his finger, making his thumb pleasure her the way she remembered.

Keaira was an additional aphrodisiac to the goddess and each response thrilled her with anticipation. Stormbringer’s wet fingers pulled from the Ishtar proving she was excited with a shout of excitement throughout the temple.

"Ohh I missed that!"

Stormbringer played Ishtar precisely like a well tuned instrument, his finger rubbing against her clit and another pushing against her g-spot, and he didn’t alter his touches while his other hand smacked her taut ass cheeks hard with a resounding sound that echoed in the temple. The pleasurable pain made Ishtar cry out, “Ohhhhh!” and she ground against his hand which only made her leak luscious juices over his fingers. The growing lust brought Ishtar to a climax of her own. While that happened Keaira let out a moan feeling a red hot spell enter her as a thumb size extension pushed against her forbidden tightest passage, being filled now at both ends of her body she froze and arched up finding herself grind against Ishtar’s sex as she ground clit to clit, coming loudly within the stone temple.

The Emperor Stormbringer found to his pleasure they both had became lost in red hot passion cumming like never before as he manipulated the goddess against the young priestess. His pounding fingers brought the unearthly goddess to the edge. He withdrew them, watching her slick passage quiver and clutch wanting more.

Ishtar moaned with delight.

"Ooh… I haven't felt this good in ages."

It had been centuries since Stormbringer and Ishtar had been together and she caught her breath looking at him, as her one hand stroked over his masculine thigh. She was still pressed against Keira, and their wet pools of pleasure coated the alter.

Her perfect voice spoke out against Keaira’s lips.

"Keaira, my Chosen Daughter. Take mine gift, as a sign of this. Your dedication will always be rewarded with a clean slate. You will always have a connection to my voice to provide it to others... Do you feel me, pretty one?"

Ishtar leaned against the strong chest of Stormbringer and Keaira replied.

“Yes, my goddess.”

It took everything in Keaira not to cry, and she whispered, “I feel you.”

Ishtar leaned against the Emperor which led his hand to cup her breast, a promise of what would come in the near hours, his erection strained against his trousers in anticipation, and a warm smile was on his lips instructing the young priestess what to do.

"You can move your arms and legs now," he told her. "You passed all of the tests"

"Thank you, your Majesty."

There was a familiar warmth between the Emperor and the goddess, and a pleased smile was on her lips. She almost purred her next statement.

"Indeed… well done, a stunning climax. I believe it is time we leave her, to take my gift and fulfill her true role within my Temple."

In an instant the Emperor captured the goddess in his arms lifting her and holding her to him. A word of praise was sent out to Keaira.

"Yes, well done indeed Keaira. I have no doubt you will feel Ishtar's presence far more strongly in future and perhaps she will visit you again. But for now, I have my own plans."

His cloak wrapped around the goddess concealing her from prying eyes as he led her out towards the door. They disappeared outside in the darkness; his own desires soon to be fulfilled with the goddess in his arms.

The cries into the night were heard outside the palace doors, a high soprano like voice rang through the stone walls. Those within the palace and outside stood mystified at what those joyous sounds were, and who they were coming from.

The quill fell from the bard’s hand writing the story, as she looked into the magical mirror given to her by the Emperor which suddenly was fogged over blurring all images. Her hands came up to clasp over those elven sensitive ears from the sounds of bliss filling the walls.

The End

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