Being the village virgin is incredibly hard work. I always have to be on the look out for natural disasters. Because if the “gods” aren’t happy, I’m the first one offered up as a sacrifice. Trust me, I’ve tried to get fucked so that I can pass the mantle on to the next poor virginal girl. But every other girl in this fucking village has snatched up all the prime cock and claimed it for themselves. Because none of them want to be the next village virgin. Wouldn’t you know this summer was a drought? Sure he enough, here came the village elders to grab me, tie me up, and serve me on a golden platter for the Tarasque that inhabits our local forest.
Tarasque
The elders came for me and stripped me of my clothes. They bound my hands behind my back. Then marched me out to the forest and tied me to the altar in the middle of the sacrificial clearing. There was a loud roar and I watched fear spread among their faces as they hurried with their task and scurried off back to the village. I found myself alone listening to the heavy stomping steps headed in my direction. Trembling, I watched the trees all around the clearing awaiting my fate to appear.
A grove of trees off to my right began to shake as the creature got closer and closer to the clearing. When the Tarasque appeared, I gasped. He stopped only his head poking out of the threes. A large monstrous-looking dragon slithered out of the trees as his body followed his head closer and closer to me. He sniffed me as he approached me and made a growl of what sounded like appreciation before he began licking me with his rough tongue. I had been tied to the altar spread open wide and waiting for whatever it was he decided to do with me.
Zesty Zoey
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