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You stand at an emotionless still as your mother weeps beside you, sobbing into her hands as the White Berets explain that a pure sacrifice would be given to God the following day. "A pure sacrifice, surely there's others!" She cries, grabbing onto your wrist. You stay rigid, in shock.
"It is her duty as a citizen of Skypiea to serve God Enel at all lengths. This is what is agreed when you are a citizen on this island." The head soldier bluntly states. Your mother turns to weep some more. You would move, maybe hide back in your room, or run away forever off this damned sky island, but your legs wont move. They don't budge, for fear of the consequences of disobeying your God. The leader tips his beret before barking out, "Come with us, miss, we must prepare you for the ceremony." You blank out, and before you know it, you're being lead out of your home by the soldiers.
You're drifting down a solemn stream in a small boat draped in a canopy behind the White Berets' boat as various maids rush to change you into a thin white robe and freshen you up. You're being hand fed pineapple and grapes as a young maid is scrubbing your lower body. She seems to notice your dazed and troubled expression, because she glances up to offer you a thin smile, but nothing is uttered.
You glance ahead and view the stone platform in the middle of the lake, torches surrounding it and fruit aligned into a circle, beckoning you to lay in the midst of it all. Various citizens from the town are littered around the perimeter. The boat comes to a halt as you're lead by hand up the steps of the altar. You pretend not to notice the stares aimed towards your barely covered form by the younger cadets. The maids rush from behind to add their finishing touches, some powdered makeup and gold accessories.
You lay down onto a raised stone bed draped in white, closing your eyes and hoping it'll be a quick death. The footsteps of your company disappear down the stairs as you even out your breathing. It seems like hours before you feel your hair stand up from every inch of your body, and a few gasps from around you as a flash of blue and a loud thunderous clap echoes through the forest. You clench your eyes shut tighter. You can feel a presence beside you. You can feel him.
"My, how nice of my flock to gift me such a supple lamb." Enel's deep voice vibrates through your ears, making you hold your breath. "Mm, what's the matter?" He chuckles, spotting your troubled expression. You peek an eye open to look at him. He's huge, towering over you with a playful expression on his face. You only let out a squeak out of fear of saying the wrong thing. He leans over, and you swear this is the end, but he starts trailing his big hand between your legs, using the other to pry your legs open.
"Wuh-Wait! What are you doing?" You manage to sputter, fully expecting a crack and boom, and then the afterlife. "Hmm?" He smirks, "You're my virgin sacrifice." He chuckles, running a hand over the thin cloth covering you. It hits you.
Hard.
All of the blood drains from your face as you silently nod, not wanting to speak any more. Enel slides a hand up your stomach and to your breasts, paying each nipple attention which makes you mewl. He laughs at this. "Bleating already, are we?" His hand trails back down, but stops mid-way. You take a breath and then hear a deafening rrrriiippp as your thin gown is torn down the middle. You squirm as he traces a finger around your entrance, gathering your slick and then slowly, tantalizingly, pushing in. "I'm usually not as patient as I am right now. Don't want to break you too early, my lamb." He leans over you, earlobes draping around you as he licks along your chest and fucks you with his finger.
He slowly, almost unnoticeably sneaks a second finger into you, making you squeal as he starts scissoring them inside of you, stretching you. Lost in the pleasure, you don't even notice the audience. Your family, friends, and neighbors gathered around to watch a perverted ceremony. He reaches his free hand to turn your head toward one side of the crowd, making you shy away. "No!" You cry, unable to turn your head away as he holds you into place. "Naughty woman, being deflowered in front of your whole village." He taunts, stroking your face. You close your eyes to avoid looking at all those faces staring at you. He picks up the pace, hitting an unfamiliar spot inside of you and thankfully distracting you from your audience. He turns your head back to facing him, watching your face contort into lewd expressions as he hits that special spot.
"Oh! Something's— mhaaah!" You moan, before abruptly being cut off by Enel retreating his fingers from you. "Huh?" You look at him with big watery eyes, so close to bliss. "Not yet," He booms, "You'll orgasm around my cock first." He reaches to the waistband of his harem pants as you catch your breath from being on the edge of pure pleasure. He pulls them down just enough to show you his monstrous cock. It's pierced along the underside in gold jewelry, resembling a ladder. It's glistening with precum, and he drags you to the edge of the pedestal. He gestures for you to reach out for it, so you do, timidly. It barely fits in your hand as you try to stroke it, tap it, anything, looking up at him for guidance.
"Mm, you stroke it, like this." He puts his big hand over yours and moves it along the shaft, dribbling more precum out of it. "Ah." You squeak, a little embarrassed. You try to copy what he did, but to no avail. With a bored expression, he sighs and pulls your hand away. He spreads your legs a little wider, taking his cock in hand and lining it up to your pussy. His tip lightly touching just the outside of your entrance makes you flinch, earning you a chuckle. "Running from it, hm?" He grabs your thigh with a strong grip, holding you in place as he guides it in. The initial stretch is red hot, toes curling and nails scratching at the stone beneath you as the full tip slides in with a pop. He pauses, considerately, to stroke your thigh, then continues pushing in. The cool metal of his pierced cock shocks you, making you mewl out.
He pushes the last of his length in, making you moan loudly as the piercing drags against your walls. He braces both hands on your waist now as he slowly starts thrusting you onto his cock. He pushes you against the stone and begins pounding into you without warning, jewelry jangling with every single movement. Your legs try to close on instinct, but he moves to rip them open and pin them, hammering even deeper into you. He removes a hand from your pinned legs to wrap loosely around your throat, kindly not choking you. He instead, moves to grab your chin, capturing your eyes filled with lust and loss of innocence. "Puh-Please.." You beg, eyes pooling with tears of pure pleasure. You're not exactly sure what you're begging for. Him to stop? Keep going? Harder? Faster? "I can feel you tightening around me." He hums, slowing his pounding, which confuses you. "Huh? Why—" You're cut off as he flips you to bend you over the pedestal. He pushes right back in like it never happened and lifts one of your legs up.
"Oh! Oh my guh-" You sputter, feeling every single drag of his piercings, clenching around his cock, to the max. You can practically hear the smug grin on his face as he hums out a 'hm?'. He spreads your ass to view his cock pistoning in and out of your pussy, toying with you. He prods a thumb at your ass, "GOD!" You choke out, utterly surprised and embarrassed. You lift your head higher only to immediately regret it, staring right at the crowd that you had completely forgotten about. Enel trails his hand up your spine, tingling you with small shocks of electricity. "Don't look at them, they don't matter. Only I do." He whispers as he pounds harder into you. You lay your head back down onto the stone as you become overwhelmed with growing pleasure.
"Oh, God," You mewl feeling white hot pleasure build up within you. Enel hums in acknowledgment. "God, oh God! God!" You cry, feeling him knead your ass and he drags against your walls. "God! Enel!" You whine in pure bliss as your pussy constricts around him, causing him to grunt out. "That's it. Come for your God." As you twitch around his cock, his thrusting stutters as he releases a load into you, slowly thrusting it deep into you. He leans over your bent form, earlobes draping over you once more as he waits for you to catch your breath.
The audience stills, as if waiting for something. Everyone is quiet, some are looking away, but why? Enel composes himself as he pulls out of you. He moves across the platform to grab his staff as you lay completely exhausted on the pedestal, face down. He taps his staff once on the ground, and announces in his booming voice,
"I'll be keeping this one."