Chapter 6 The Mission
Chapter 6 of this serial novel - Awakened Ecstasy of Divine Death
Ravinder woke naked with Savina lying by his side and Sudira lying stretched across the bed length wise. He rose without waking them and looked at them from the side of the bed gazing for a moment in appreciation of the stunning visions of the priestesses. He did not gaze too long, he could feel his cock stir with arousal and he had work to do.
Taking up a few potions, herbs and a book of mantras and chants, he packed a satchel and began walking through the town. He had been here in Shambala for many lifetimes and had been through many incarnations of himself. He finally had earned his place as the Warrior General of this magical place and was honored to be chosen for the mission.
He walked through the village and looked upon the beautiful visions of these warrior women as they formed poses that were once things of wonder for him. Each of these poses he now mastered. As he passed people in the village, he sent love from his heart to them, acknowledging that the fate of Shambala was now tied with his own.
When he arrived at the temple, the high priestess was waiting on the street as she had done so many thousand years before when he first arrived. She looked even more stunning after six thousand years with not a hint of age to come to her. Today, she was decorated. She wore a luxurious red sari, had a crown upon her head and wore diamonds on her neck, wrists and ankles. She did not appear blue in her divinity, but had soft tan skin taking on a human form.
Ravinder was the first to speak.
“My goddess”, he said as he knelt before her.
“Ravinder, you look strong. Savina and Sudira made your last night with us special?” The priestess smiled.
“Yes, goddess, they were quite gracious,” Ravinder smiled.
She turned to walk up the stairs and he followed. They entered the temple and walked until they found a lavish room with an altar. In the room, the priestess lit some incense filling the room with the scent of lavender as she motioned for Ravinder to sit on a bed of pillows. She rubbed oils on her wrist that immediately touched Ravinder’s olfactory senses. He felt himself hard at attention and full of lust. The test had begun.
The priestess began to softly sing a chant and dance. As she did so, she softly began to remove her crown. Ravinder began to meditate on his own mantra, but kept his eyes on the priestess, as was required. The priestess’ dance caused her sari to fall off her shoulder, exposing her undergarments, and then more intentionally she spun until the sari fell to the floor. The room continued to resonate with the music of her song, and the priestess focused only on capturing Ravinder’s aroused attention. She could feel he was strong, but had to be sure. She was willing to test him even if it pushed him past his limit and sent him to ruin.
She came close to putting her breasts directly in line with his face. She took both hands on either side of the middle seam of her underlayer and tore the garment off her body. She grabbed Ravinder by his head and pulled his face into her breasts. As she did so, she sat on his lap and writhed, pressing her hips against what she felt was his fully erect cock. This was a good sign. Most men would not be able to get aroused so quickly after a night with Savina and Sudira, and Ravinder has passed that test for nearly 1000 nights making love to them, satisfying them with his prowess while never expelling his seed.
“Take me, Ravinder”, she enticed. Ravinder grabbed the breast as his master commanded and fed his mouth with one breast and then the other. He was getting so erect that even his loose lungi pants felt binding.
The priestess began to rise and as she did so, Ravinder was obliged to continue to taste her lush body. He fondled her breasts as he kissed the top of her belly, then the middle and then further to her sacral center.
Ravinder reached behind the priestess' back and grabbed both cheeks of the priestess’ firm buttocks. His fingers sunk into her from behind, where he started to pulse with the slightest tension causing the priestess to flex her gluteus muscles. The priestess reached back to grab Ravinder’s hands in some futile attempt to object, but an inner hunger caused her to plunge one and then another finger into her rectum, causing her to release a soft moan.
Her hips were now directly in line with Ravinder’s face. He buried his face in her mound and inhaled her sweet musky smell. She put a leg up the ledge behind him allowing him better access to her cunt. Ravinder reached in between her legs and pulled the bottom of her ass hungrily toward him as his lips met to kiss the soft outer folds of her labia.
His tongue roamed to her clitoris and began to flick and suck. The priestess, a woman of magic and discipline, almost lost herself as he felt his long tongue lash at this spot. She began to moan, and then began chanting a mantra hoping to prolong her sense of control and keep her from climaxing too soon.
As he buried his tongue inside her, Ravinder felt himself become so hard that he had no choice but to tear his own pants off exposing his throbbing penis. The priestess pushed his head away and turned away. “Climb onto the altar”, she whispered almost as a gasp. Ravinder did as he was told and lay on his back.
The priestess splayed his legs and took leather straps to secure his hands and legs to the altar. She then poured a sweet and sensual warm oil on his body and lay upon him rubbing her own body against his. She took his cock between her legs so that her wet crotch rubbed against it and rubbed his cock up and down with her hip motions.
Ravinder was now deep within his trance. He could feel her wet lips running up and down sweetly and tightly against his cock. He was fully aware of every moment of the experience and was fully present, but through his meditational breathing was able to direct his energy through his chakras, making him stronger even still.
The priestess took his cock inside deeper and deeper, finding herself lost in an outer body world of pure sensual pleasure. She sat on him and squeezed herself as hard as she could around his penis. She begged for his seed, writhing and bouncing up and down, coaxing him to release. She impaled herself upon him so hard that she could feel the top of his cock pressing at what felt like her solar plexus. It felt like a jolt of electricity firing into her begging for her to release in an explosive reaction.
She moaned and gasped and begged and cursed at him to give her his release in seven languages but he would not succumb. Suddenly, she felt a surge of tension rush through her from the back of her neck down to her pelvis. It couldn’t be. She tried to remain calm but all of a sudden, just a little release, then more, and then finally a pulsating perpetual orgasm rushed from her.
Her climax caused a hot wet ejaculate rush from her pussy spraying all around the two connected bodies. This was something she had not experienced in a thousand life times. Jet after jet of luscious fluid squirted out of her vagina in bursts. With each burst, her body convulsed in pleasure and she let out cries of joy. As the rush streamed from her, she could feel an electric pulse circulating from her center to her brain. An ecstasy of emotion overwhelmed her and in the same instance she felt all things clear while losing all sense of control.
As her orgasm subsided, she felt a weakness overcome her. Tired and spent, she suddenly felt as though she could and should let go. Everything seemed to make sense. All things were in their proper place. She fell upon Ravinder, exhausted. This time, it was she who slept while he lay with her on him, peacefully restoring and redirecting all his energies.
When she arose, the priestess looked upon herself. She was still a stunning vision of beauty but she had aged many years in those few moments and was gray and wrinkled. Her body lay naked, now thin with her bones showing where there was muscle and flesh.
‘“Ravinder, your control and power are strong. It is time to begin your mission. It is time for you to search to find the goddess mother and bring her to this place where I have been holding court till her return. It is time for you to find this new chosen one to take my place. You can see how tired I’ve become.”
Ravinder looked shocked. “What do you mean our new mother?”
“Ravinder, I am losing myself slowly. I am an old woman and have fought for so long to keep our people and our earth safe. I cannot continue on forever. Dangerous evils prey upon our people and they are getting too strong for me, a simple priestess. One is born and she will be the strongest of us all. But we must find her and ensure that she is ours, because if she goes in another direction, Shambala will be lost and the hope for humanity with it.”
“What does Shambala have to do with those people on the outside?”
“Yes,” the priestess acknowledged. “This is something we have never formally discussed. You see, the outsiders have created a lifestyle to repress their inner nature. They have spent centuries criminalizing what is pure and natural. They have lost what it is to control this energy within them. Shambala is the last living keeper of these powers. And soon after you leave, we will send out our warrior women throughout the world to teach. But this will put us all in grave danger. What we teach is not something the world wants to hear. They will accuse us of deviance and perversion. But, this is the way and with the goddess mother out there, we must begin to spread the word again. You see, it is time for the rest of mankind to make a decision, that we may learn from the goddess mother and raise all of our vibrations, or that we allow those that would abuse this power to harness our beautiful energy and knowledge to gain power and control. You must find her.”
Ravinder could not believe his ears. Yet, he knew the goddess too well to argue the point. He felt prepared and powerful and was ready to begin his new quest.