The Temple of Missandre

This was it. The temple of the Auburn Mistress, Missandre. Many have spent their entire lives looking for it, and here she was, sitting right in the middle of it. The chamber itself was filled with carvings, depicting a beautiful red woman, her body shapely and curvy. In the drawings, she’s engaging in sexual acts with multiple partners, or being waited by a large amount of staff. Kelli took some time taking pictures and jotting down all the information she had before moving onto the next room down a long hallway. Part of the reason why she had chosen to research this temple was for her love of the Mistress. She was an ancient God, rumored to be locked in time inside the temple, and was known to be a sadist, a temptress that loved the pain of others. Kelli had always found drawings of her to be absolutely mesmerizing, and as a masochist who’d never had anyone satisfy her, the idea of this woman was fascinating. 

She was shocked to find that the path was lit by mysterious flames on torches, and the hair stood up in the back of her neck, making her feel like she was being watched. A magic seemed to exist in the space, something that she’d never thought could possibly be real. 

The chamber at the end of the hall had extremely high ceilings, with an oval top filled with carvings and ancient jewels, most of them rubies, with a dias situated in the middle. None of this concerned Kelli, though. For right in the center of the room was a long porcelain jar, so unlike the rest of the room in its lack of glamor and shine. Her whole being seemed to be drawn to the center, as she rushed towards it, despite her subconscious telling her it was a horrible idea. Her hands reached out and grasped it as soon as she stepped close enough to do so, and as soon as she did, the light around the room seemed to darken at once, flicking before lighting up again. The lid cocked open, only slightly, but it was enough. A swirling of red and gray mist escaped out of the jar like a tornado, higher and higher until it reached the ceiling. Kelli screamed and fell to the ground. From within the tornado, a being emerged. A beautiful, wicked looking woman with bright red skin. She was just as the carvings depicted - a curvy body, with long sharp black nails and short black hair. She wore a golden chain around her neck, with gold studs in her long nipples. Besides that, she was completely naked, her nipples fully erect. 

Kelli didn’t know what was happening, but just looking at her, the beautiful woman in front of her, was making her fidget. She was stunning, and so confident with her naked body.

Her logical mind told her this couldn’t be real. “Hello, young one,” she said, a wicked grin on her face.

“Who are you?” Kelli asked, taking a few steps back in case she needed to run.

“I am Auburn Mistress, Missandre. I thought someone as intelligent as you would be able to guess. My portraits fill the temple, afterall,” her voice was full of seduction, just like her body.

“There’s no way…” Kelli said, almost to herself. “You’re not real. Just part of an ancient religion.”

“You see me, don’t you?” Missandre replied, and took a few steps towards her, her hips swaying as she did so. She brushed her fingers against the surface of Kelli’s skin, “you feel me, don’t you?” 

Kelli shivered, “I…”

She was interrupted by Missandre, who said, “it doesn’t matter whether you believe I’m real. Because I’m here to offer you three wishes, as a thank you for finally releasing me from my prison.”

“Like a genie?” She asked, completely incredulous. Maybe she hit her head on her way down and this was some sort of weird dream.

Missandre nodded, “anything you want, girl.”

Kelli let out a low laugh, shaking her head, “no. I know what genies do. You turn our wishes against us. I’ve seen enough tv shows to know.”

“But isn’t that what you want?” Missandre asked, “I can see how much you want me…” she reached up and pinched her nipple, rolling it in between her fingers. 

Kelli gulped, and realized she was frozen. She wanted to run away, but this was her life research, and the woman standing in front of her was so, so tempting. “You know what? Why not? I’ll do it. I’m curious to see how you’re able to fuck me over.”

Missandre looked shocked for the first time, and her sly grin turned into wicked delight as she let out a burst of laughter, “really? I’ve never heard of such a thing. You must be a true masochist.”

Kelli blushed, unable to help herself, and looked down at the floor, feeling embarrassed. She’d been completely called out, and she’d never told anyone before. “Well, don’t waste our time. What is your first wish?”

Oh gods, she was really going to do it. “I’ve always wanted to have my own cock. Like, a giant horse cock. Even bigger than the guys you see in porn, complete with giant balls and giant breasts.”

Missandre burst out laughing once more, then grinned in amusement, knowing that the wishes couldn’t be reversed. Of course, she wasn’t going to tell Kelli that. “Because you’re such a little slut, and you amuse me, I’ll count that as one wish. What is your second?”

“I want to be able to easily suck my own giant cock. Anytime I want to cum, I’ll have to deepthroat myself, and forced to cum on my own face,” the more she encouraged her, the more confident Kelli was in expressing her wishes. 

“You truly are one of the worst types of humans,” Missandre chuckled, “done. And your third?”

Kelli thought about it for quite some time, standing there as she stared at Missandre. At last, she realized what would be absolutely perfect for making her suffer the most, “I want you to decide the final wish.”

Missandre was so delighted at this. Another tornado of color appeared as she flew up to the ceiling before landing back down on the ground. “Really? You’re truly that stupid? No, I’m not going to let you answer that. The wishes are complete.” 

Kelli’s heart raced. This was a very bad idea. “What was the third wish?” She asked cautiously.

Missandre snapped her fingers before revealing, “for you to be my plaything for eternity. You may now have an infinite amount of wishes, but only if you make it so much worse for yourself.”

At once, the wishes came true. Kelli was completely nude on top of a stone table. Her clit began growing and growing, and balls began forming underneath it. It wouldn’t stop until it reached her breasts, so large she wouldn’t be able to wrap even two of her hands around the girth. Her new horse cock was covered in veins and fully erect and pulsing. She was filled with a desperate need to cum at once, and she tried the second wish with almost immediate success. She arched her body easily, like a rib was missing that was supposed to be there before, and her new formed cock entered her mouth at once. It was so fucking huge, larger than she’d ever taken by a mile, and stretched her mouth apart to the extreme. Missandre seemed to have helped with that, though, because it didn’t hurt for her mouth to be stretched out, and she was able to sink the cock deeper and deeper into her own mouth. It felt so fucking good, so much better than she’d ever imagined in her fantasies. Her mouth was so soft, and the way her tongue flicked across the head of the cock, it was maddening. 

“Fuck, I’ve given people wishes before, but I’d never had someone degrade themselves to this point. A giant horse cock, really? You do know it’s never going to go away, right? Even if I did let you go, were you planning on walking around with it, pretending like no one could see the giant cock in your pants? Only a true whore would not think about any consequences. I am going to be truly delighted to have my way with  you…” Kelli tried to ignore her, but the degrading words were turning her on even more, and she shoved her cock even deeper down her throat, forcing herself to gag. Tears ran down her face. She knew she looked truly disgusting, which made her feel even better. She worked herself faster and faster, wanting to cum desperately, and soon felt the tightening in her balls. It was her first time ever feeling the sensation, but she knew at once what it was. Her whole body tensed, and her cock hardened to the extremes before she felt herself explode. 

She hadn’t expected her cock to be so extreme in cumming, but it pulled out of her mouth, and she groaned loudly as the cum exploded onto her face, up into the air and down onto her body, over and over again as her back arched in pleasure. “Fuck!! Fuck that’s so good…” she moaned. 

Missandre’s face appeared right above her, smiling as she said, “I’m glad my new little whore pet has gotten a taste of the pleasure I’ve given her. Now, it’s my turn to have fun.” Kelli’s eyes traveled down in the midst of her panting, and saw that Missandre now had her own giant cock, a red pulsing thing that perfectly matched hers. “Do you like it?” She asked, wrapping her taloned hands around it and stroking, causing a little beading of precum at the tip. Kelli nodded aggressively in response, her own cock already getting hard again. 

Missandre began walking around the table like she was stalking her prey and said, “I wonder how much research you’ve done about me before you dared to enter my temple…”

“Did I miss something important?” Kelli asked, a thrill shooting down her spine once more. Her masochist self was desperate to find out what Missandre had in store for her. 

“Well, you would know that I’ve always delighted in brutal tickle torture,” she revealed, stopping right at the end of the table where Kelli’s feet were.

Kelli froze, and looked down at the woman who she’d given herself to. “Wait… no…” she was a glutton for humiliation, but she’d never liked tickling. She was just too sensitive to be able to take any of it. Missandre snapped her fingers, and they both watched as dark chains appeared and latched onto her wrists, pulling her arms straight out to her sides. They trapped Kelli’s legs behind her arms, exposing her armpits. Two portals appeared, and she watched as her own foot came out of them, completely exposing herself to Missandre.

“I would ask if you’re ready, but I don’t care,” Missandre laughed. She snapped her fingers once more, and copies of her hands appeared right where her feet emerged from the portal. All at once, Missandre began tickling her armpits along with her feet. Kelli began screaming, her body arching to try to get away from the pure torture. “My little slut, I’m sure you’re regretting your decisions now. How stupid could you have possibly been, doing this to yourself?” 

“Please stop… no… oh god…” Kelli didn’t waste a second to start begging Missandre, but it only delighted her more, and made her even more insistent on tickling her.  “Please!” She begged, the sound coming out half begging and half laughing. 

“You did this to yourself, and now you’re going to suck your cock and watch. Enjoy the show,” she chuckled. “Look at yourself, you’re begging me to stop, but your cock is still rock hard and leaking. Do you even know how much of a whore you really are? I'm tickling your feet. TORTURING them. And it's making your cock harder!”

Kelli had to admit it to herself, she was so fucking turned on, especially by all the horrible things the genie was telling her. She began sucking her vein-covered cock once more, choking herself as she pushed as deeply down her throat as she could possibly get it. She thrust over and over again, and felt Missandre snap again, creating another hand that began massaging Kelli’s giant balls. It felt so good she began thrusting even harder, but suddenly the massaging turned into slapping, adding onto the torment of the rest of her body, particularly in such a sensitive spot, and she began screaming and crying into her own cock. Tears kept welling in her eyes and dripping down onto the table. 

“Are you wearing makeup? On the job? Even though you thought no one would see you? I bet you wear mascara constantly, hoping that a giant cock will be forced down your throat and ruin your makeup, so you can show the world what a fucking pig you are.” It was too much. Kelli came despite the torture, her cock hardening and exploding onto her face again. Coating her in even more sticky, thick slime. 

“Look at my little pet, begging for me to stop, but still cumming like a little slut…” Missandre purred. Kelli had a hard time opening her eyes to see her after such an intense orgasm, but Missandre’s voice seemed to fill the room, like she was everywhere around her. “What am I going to do to you now, huh?” 

Kelli shook her head, making almost a whiney noise as she said, “no more… no more…”

“Unfortunately, that’s not what you signed up for when you agreed to play with me,” Missandre said, pretending to feel pity for the girl, “Oh, I know!” She said, before snapping again - Kelli was beginning to hate that sound.

She felt a brushing of fluid across her feet, and she forced her eyes open to see where her feet were through the portal. There was a coating of oil on top of them now, a shiny mess that dripped down her feet. “What… what is that for? Is it some sort of aphrodisiac?” She asked, also noticing toe ties around every single one of her toes, holding them in place.

Missandre burst out laughing, “oh, stupid girl. You watch too much porn. No, it’s merely some oil. Completely innocent.”

“Oil?” Kelli asked, utterly confused. 

She watched as Missandre’s duplicate hands moved closer and closer, until she began tickling them again. Kelli let out a scream, and began laughing uncontrollably. It was so much worse than before. She didn’t know that the oil would make her feet so much more ticklish, but it seemed like a whole different experience now. If she hated the act of being tickled before, this was a different story. Her feet were desperate to move away, to do anything to get away from the obsessive movements of Missandre’s fingers, but there was nothing she could do. “Ha-ha. My little toy now knows what the oil is for. Are you having fun yet?”

“No, please. Anything. I’ll let you do anything. I’ll be your slave for life if you st–” she couldn’t finish her sentence, another bout of intense laughter came out of her, and she could only grasp onto the table underneath her, her nails digging deep as she begged for mercy. 

“Oh honey, I already own you. There’s nothing more you could possibly give me but the satisfaction of your pain,” Missandre cooed, and began stroking her own giant cock, squeezing at the tip as she watched Kelli’s torture. Her fingers were aimed directly at her soles. She knew, from so many years of tickle torture, how to find the spots that were the most sensitive and deadly for each person within a few minutes, and it delighted her to know that Kelli was sensitive in most places. It made her just the perfect candidate for Missandre’s play. It was like a present was dropped onto her lap. 

The soles around her feet began pulling, stretching her soles back for Missandre, and the more she tickled, the more shiny Kelli’s feet were. They were bright red at this point, and yet she wasn’t close to being finished with her. She watched with delight as Kelli’s cock began hardening once more, her sadistic side coming out despite how much she hated this, and said, “you’re still begging for mercy, but look at your gigantic horse cock. It’s telling me you want me to keep tickling you, slut. I’ve been alive for thousands of years, but never met anyone as masochistic as you. You’re really a new breed yourself, aren’t you? I think this is your only purpose, really. You try your hardest to look like a well-bred woman, getting a phD and showing it off, but deep inside, you’ve always known that this was what you wanted. To be stretched apart, destroyed, and teased until you can’t take it. That’s why you even came to my temple in the first place, huh? You were hoping I was real… hoping I’d do this to you…”

Kelli didn’t know how Missandre always knew the right things to say to get her horny, but her words were like a drill inside of her brain, telling her all the right things to make her need more of her. Missandre snapped again, a sound that was never a good sign, and Kelli braced before feeling it. A tingling in her nipples. She looked down, and saw her nipples growing, longer and longer, until they were the length of her fingers. “What are you doing? Wait.. this isn’t permanent, right?”

“It’s a little too late to be asking such a question, don’t you think?” Missandre laughed, “was your little slut brain too muddled until now to think of the consequences of your own actions?” 

Missandre walked around the table to her new cow udders, and wrapped her hand around them. Kelli hissed in shock. They were so fucking sensitive, and as Missandre began tugging on them, she felt a swelling sensation in her breasts before she saw it - white fluid coming out of her new nipples. There was no way… she was lactating? She’d never had the fetish before, but seeing it now in front of her, and feeling the sensation of relief as the milk began flowing out of her new swollen breasts, it felt so good. She felt like she was immediately developing a fetish that had always been inside of her. Missandre didn’t let her feel good for long, though, because her fingers began pinching and pulling the nipples roughly, making Kelli gasp and squirm. The sensation of her feet and waist being tickled along with her new sensitive nipples being pinched was so much sensation at once, and her brain was so muddled it was hard to even focus on one thing. 

“Please Missandre… please…” she begged, not knowing what exactly she was begging for. 

“Do you want me to stop?” Missandre asked as she gave Kelli’s nipple a particularly hard tug. 

Kelli thought about it for a second, as much as her mind was capable of at the moment. Would Missandre actually stop if she asked? “Please… no more torture.”

Missandre leaned over, grabbed both of her nipples, and twisted hard, almost wrapping them around her slender red fingers. Kelli screamed, her back arching off the table. “Sluts like you don’t get to make requests.” Kelli couldn’t take it anymore, Missandre knew how turned on she was despite the pain, and she shoved her cock inside of her mouth again. She began swirling her tongue against the massive swollen head, then shoved all the way inside of her throat, feeling the tight squeezing around it as she let out a low moan. 

“How does it feel, sucking on your giant horse cock while being tortured like this? Do you see how red your soles are? I wonder if I’ll ever let them go back to their original color, or if I’m going to continue playing with them for the rest of your life. I can keep giving you nutrients, you know. We never have to stop this. Never have to take a break. I’m sure that’s what a slut like you craves.” She kept bobbing up and down, trying to ignore how painful it was to have her nipples stretched, and how much her feet tried to get away from the tickling. 

She heard Missandre snap again, and she felt the apprehension too late as she felt it. Something was invading her asshole. She’d never had anything inside of it before, but now here she was, being completely spread apart with no lube to help. With the way her body was bent, her ass was exposed to Missandre, the perky hole now being filled little by little by something phallic. Kelli tried to peer around to see what was invading her, but realized she couldn’t see anything there. “It’s invisible,” Missandre explained when she saw her expression. “I want to see all the little dirty folds inside of your body as I stretch you apart. I want your ass to be so gapping wide it’ll never be the same again.”

Kelli was absolutely disgusted, particularly with herself, for how much she enjoyed having her body permanently altered by the genie. “It hurts…” she complained, the words hard to understand with her cock in her mouth, but that just made Missandre push harder into her.

“Can you feel it? Your ass being spread impossibly apart? Can you feel how much your dirty little body enjoys this?” She stopped all of the tickling at once, along with the milking, so all Kelli could focus on was the sensation of her ass being spread further and further apart. It felt like another horse cock entering her. Missandre was right, her insides would never be the same again. 

When the invisible cock finally entered her fully, it immediately began fucking her. The pain seemed to slowly shift into pleasure, and Kelli’s eyes widened as she realized how good her ass being played with could actually feel. “Hah. I can see it now, you’re wondering how you can possibly enjoy being so stretched apart…” It felt so good Kelli lost control again, her balls squeezing tight as it let out even more cum, her cock exploding into her mouth and depositing another load of semen. She swallowed greedily, and wondered how her new balls could possibly be producing so much cum. It must’ve been magic, because even with their size, it didn’t seem like they would be able to fit so much. She’d lost count of how many times she’d cum now, and her giant cock was so damned sensitive, but she just couldn’t stop getting so turned on by everything that was being done to her. 

As soon as she came, the long nails came back again. They moved closer to her feet, waist, and armpits, and she could see them scrape against her skin. With her new sensitivity with another orgasm, Kelli screamed and writhed, her eyes tearing up again. “I’ve modified almost all the parts of your body now, but you know what I haven’t touched yet?” Missandre asked slyly. “Your beautiful face… the one you treasure so much. The one you’re so proud of.”

“No….” Kelli whined. “Don’t do anything…” 

“You should know by now that the more you say no, the more I’m going to push,” Missandre cackled. “Or is that what my little slut wants? For me to be as sadistic as I possibly can?” Before Kelli replied, she snapped - the sound so familiar to her prisoner now she almost expected it. A contraption appeared on either side of the table, and slowly, so slowly, moved towards Kelli’s face. Hooks appeared in her vision, and she felt them grab onto the sides of her mouth and inside of her nostrils and pull them as far apart as they could. Now, every single one of her holes except for her pussy were spread completely apart for the genie’s pleasure. “Look at my little piggy girl. Did you know you were a pig, or did I just help you realize what you truly were inside?” She paused, then laughed, “ooo can my little piggy girl not talk when her mouth is being spread apart? Can you at least make piggy noises, or can you not even do that?” 

She climbed into the table, and looked down at Kelli, who barely looked human anymore with her giant cock, elongated nipples, and stretched apart face and asshole. “You know, I don’t know if you’ve noticed. You probably haven’t - since you’re so self centered - but I haven’t cum yet. You know why? Because I’ve been saving up all of my load to cum inside of your untouched tight little piggy pussy.” Kelli’s eyes widened, “Oooh, that got my little sluts attention, didn’t it? I’m sure you’ve been waiting for it…” She brought the feet portals closer to Kelli’s face, so she could see her feet being tickled, and aligned her cock against Kelli’s entrance. It was so wet and puffy now with how much she’d cum. Her juices had been slowly dripping down onto the table, and Missandre knew it would be so easy to slide inside of her, even with her gigantic cock. She pushed her way in now, and could immediately feel the invisible cock that was stretching Kelli’s asshole apart. She thrust as hard as she could, pushing her cock all the way in with one stroke, and watched as Kelli’s stomach distended outwards. 

Of course, Kelli was hard again, and had begun sucking on her cock as soon as she felt her pussy being filled. She could feel how stretched out her body was in all three of her holes, and could feel the two cocks grinding against each other inside of her, practically grinding against each other inside of her body. Missandre savagely thrust inside of her, and used her original hands to twist and play with Kelli’s nipples again. Milk squirted out so high they hit Missandre’s face, and she laughed joyfully, “you’re not even human now, are you piggy? I don’t think anyone would be able to see you without feeling complete disgust at the thing you are now. I’m going to fuck your sloppy pig cunt over and over again, and you’re going to take it, because that’s the kinda girl you are.” Kelli only moaned in response, her body so overwhelmed by all the sensations all she could focus on was the sound of Missandre’s voice, which made her all the more horny with each stroke. 

Missandre had been edging herself the whole time, and it didn’t take her long, especially with how much Kelli’s pussy was latching onto her cock, to feel the need to cum. She slammed inside of her as hard as she could, using her magic to make her pound so hard the table shook underneath them. The harder she went, the faster she tickled her poor piggy, and she roared triumphantly when she came. She pulled her cock out and aimed it at her piggy’s face, her cum exploding out in jet after jet as she added onto all of the bodily fluids now covering Kelli. Kelli came at the same time, for probably the fifth time that night, adding onto the cum already soaking her face from Missandre’s cock.

“You’ve been so foolish. So, so, foolish to think you could’ve taken on a God like me,” Missandre said, her cock now bobbing on top of Kelli’s. “You see, you’re mine now. And I’m going to play with you, over and over again, until you’re begging for mercy, and still push you more. You won’t remember your own name by the time I’m finished with you. I promise you that.”