Worthy of the Goddess? - Kinktober 2021, Day 14

Story by Jeeves on SoFurry

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#15 of Kinktober 2021

Amaterasu doesn't normally waste her time with mortal men, but this particular man comes highly recommended. Highly recommended enough for the sun goddess to test him out personally, and see just how devoted he can be in his worship of her. :3


This story was written for Shakal as Day #14 of Kinktober 2021! Today's theme was Femdom, and the story contains M/F sex between consenting adults. :3

Worthy of the Goddess?

"Mmh... five more minutes, Anubis... I promise..."

Shakal didn't know how, but he knew there was a god in the room with him as he stirred. Perhaps there was some innate power which crackled in the very air he was breathing, or perhaps the panther had simply spent so much time around, not to mention being filled by divine entities that he was developing his very own sixth sense about such things. If that latter option was the case though, clearly his sense still had some way to go regarding the identification of any particular deity.

"First, I am not Anubis. Second, you will not keep me waiting a second longer, never mind five minutes. And third, Shakal? Your promises are irrelevant. I don't require your promises, I require your body."

The panther's eyes snapped open. He knew that voice which suddenly boomed all around him. It wasn't one he had heard often, but it was certainly one that had lingered in the back of his mind as just as distinctly memorable as the Goddess to whom it belonged on the occasions that he had heard it. He swallowed thickly and tried to pull himself upright in a manner that seemed as though he wasn't still half asleep and reacting purely on instinct. Even that most basic bluff of competence failed catastrophically however, as upon trying to sit upright, Shakal swiftly learned why the voice of the Goddess Amaterasu had rung so loudly in his ears.

She was sitting astride his chest, her white furred body concealed by the continued darkness of the bedroom and the night sky outside, but clearly visible once Shakal gave himself a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the early morning gloom. The powerful Goddess was naked, her body all curves and athletic muscle rolled into one perfect form. The visible red stripes which streaked her face and curled around her shoulders and flanks from a more elaborate design upon her back seemed to reach further than normal, winding around her firm but ample chest and across her thighs towards the apex of her loins. All that Shakal had only a split-second to take in though, for soon his eyes met with hers, and then he could look nowhere else but those piercing, pitch black and yet somehow dazzlingly bright eyes.

"Do you crave me, chosen of Anubis?"

Her eyes burned with wildfire as she reached out and stroked Shakal's wide-eyed, open mouthed face. Her touch made the panther's cock lurch, and just as he had only just realised she was there with him, so too did he realise that he was already rock hard beneath the thin, delicate sheets covering him from the waist up.

"I... y-yes, Lady Amaterasu..."

She licked her lips and growled in approval at his affirmation, and his respectful tone. Shakal might have been accustomed to acting more casually and playfully around the Gods he interacted with on a more frequent basis, but he wasn't foolish or arrogant enough to assume he had that kind of relationship with all the higher powers which existed across the multiverse that Anubis' world was a part of.

"You crave me even though I am female? You would not rather Anubis and his cock? Wepwawet's rear end desperate for any sensation to provoke ecstasy within him? You would not rather summon Cerberus and feel yourself being split open by their rampant passions?"

Shakal's face burned hot beneath his dark fur. He certainly was on the male-preferring end of bisexual by some significant measure. But right then and there, he could barely bring himself to think about the existence of other men. Not when those eyes, when that body, when that Goddess' very essence knelt astride him with such vivid, all consuming presence.

"I crave you, Lady A-aahhh!"

Before the panther could say another word, his head was forced back down to the pillows, and he felt Amaterasu scramble forward across his prone body. The next thing he knew her white furred pubic mound was hovering over his face, and an instant after that, he felt the weight of her loins sinking down over him, pressing his muzzle against the wetness, the heat of her glistening pussy as its spread itself open and drove itself against his face.

"Prove it."

She growled with a passion that bordered on desperation.

"You crave me? You need this corporeal body of mine? Prove your devotion. Prove your worth. Show me why Anubis comes back to you of all mortals night after night. Why all the deities who visit this realm return telling tales of your capacity to please the divine."

Her hips rolled against Shakal's face. Juices trickled down the sides of his muzzle before he could so much as open it to give the Goddess what she was demanding. He felt one of hands grip at a clump of dark headfur between his ears while the other reached behind herself, rubbing his broad chest where she had been seated previously, feeling the thundering beat of his heart within his mortal flesh. Why this Goddess wanted what she was seemingly craving, Shakal didn't know. What had driven her to act this way and seek him out with such apparent urgency he had no way of knowing short of asking, and that truly didn't seem like an option in that particular moment. All that the panther did know was that regardless of the cause, he found himself elated to be desired by this of all possible women, all possible Goddess'. And if what Amaterasu craved was proof of the reason why he was the favoured lover of so many divine beings, then as was right and proper for all deities, she would get precisely what she wanted from his obedient, reverent mortal self.

*******

"Yes!! Ohhh, by all the spirits... Anubis spoke of your cock, but... hnhhhhahhh, he ngghh, neglected to mention the talents of your... y-your... yes! Oh! I'm cumming! Your tongue! T-that... that fucking tongue! Shakal! Right there! Yes!"

With both hands now clamped down on the sides of Shakal's face, fingertips tracing over the tips of his ears, Amaterasu flung back her head and screamed to the heavens from which she had descended to visit this world and this very particular male's bed. Her hips rocked, grinding herself feverishly against the grunting, slurping muzzle of the man whose tongue was currently jammed inside her clutching depths, striking out at her g-spot even as the lupine deity soaked his maw with violent, forceful streaks of ejaculate. This wasn't Amaterasu's first orgasm at the behest of Shakal's tongue, nor her second or third. As she convulsed and thrashed in that fourth climax however, tail sweeping back and forth over the panther's belly and eyes crackling with golden fire, she finally began to realise what she had at her disposal here. Not just an above average mortal male. Not just an exceptional lover by mortal standards, even. He had not yielded for an instant since his tongue and maw began to work at her. He had not asked for respite nor reciprocity. He was as devoted a worshipper of her pussy as any deity could have asked for from a follower, and it wasn't just eagerness and enthusiasm either. Preference for males and those with cocks or not, he was damnably good at eating divine pussy.

*******

"Mmhhhahhhh, that's it... give it to me. Give me that mortal cock. Aahhyesssss. Yessssssssss!"

Breathless, staring up at the bedroom ceiling now illuminated by morning light creeping around the edge of the drapes, Shakal's matted face continued to pant as when finally the Goddess dragged herself away from his tongue, she immediately descended upon his crotch. The panther just about managed to raise his soaking wet features in time to watch, and of course to feel the white hot vice of Amaterasu's pussy wrapping around his cock. She might have cum enough times for the mortal responsible for those orgasms to have lost count, but her face was still wild with desire, and her pussy engulfed his erection with a hunger that only seemed to grow despite the satisfaction he had worked so long and hard to grant it.

The wolf began to ride Shakal hard right from the very first moments of feeling his thick, sizeable cock driving into her. She varied her position, sometimes sitting upright with back arched and hands pressed against the panther's hips for additional leverage, other times leaning forward slightly with her paws pinning Shakal down by the shoulders, and others still pressing her body down almost flat against his. Regardless of her pose though, she rode him savagely and desperately. She bounced her pussy upon his cock roughly enough to make her ass clap loudly as it met with the feline's dark furred thighs, and as she soon began to embark upon another string of potent, earth-shattering orgasms, her pussy greedily milked Shakal to his very own snarling, groaning ecstasy right along with her.

*******

Sex hung thick in the bedroom air, and Shakal snarled as he flung himself down over the wolf kneeling on all fours, head down, ass up, tail flagged as her fingers furiously rubbed her pussy to yet another gushing climax.

"Yesssss! Don't stop! D-don't you dare stop for a second! Love me! Crave me! Fill me, Shakal. Fill my ass!"

Like a wild animal, with the same ferocity that he had felt Cerberus leap astride and begin fucking his own asshole several times in the past, Shakal slammed his aching, overworked cock into the divine wolf and began to rut her without concern for his body's state of fatigue. He heard Amaterasu roar and howl in rapture. He felt her hot juices gush forcefully against his heavy, somehow still not yet drained-dry balls, and even as the Goddess continued to convulse and shudder in the throes of her latest orgasm, he only worked harder to give her what she demanded of him, yet another thick, hot load flooding her back passage in his efforts to quell her seemingly insatiable hunger.

*******

"Again..."

The goddess snarled as she pulled her muzzle away from the fevered kiss it had been sharing with Shakal as the panther writhed, twitched, and poured his cum into the divine being's bottomless womb.

*******

"Deeper! Harder! Oh! Ohhhhhfuck, mnhnhhaaahmmmcumming! Shakal! More!! Yes!"

With her voice muffled by the panther's crotch, shrieking into his thick sheath as she pulled her muzzle off his glistening, pulsing cock only to bury her face in his loins while orgasmic rapture consumed her, Amaterasu's thighs remained locked around Shakal's own face. He had no intention of pulling back from her pussy as she soaked his face with yet another volatile spray of her fluids, but regardless of his obedience, she retained full control as the ecstasy she demanded was thrust upon her once again.

*******

"..."

How long exactly Amaterasu had been quiet before Shakal noticed the lack of screaming, the lack of commands on how he should pleasure her next and how he should be doing what he was currently doing more forcefully and rapidly, he wasn't exactly sure. He could still feel her hands on his shoulders. Her ankles locked together around his waist. He could feel her pussy convulsing, cumming as it seemed to have been without pause for minutes at a time, or perhaps hours given how little awareness the panther had been able to glean about the passage of time since Amaterasu entered his bedroom and commandeered his every conscious effort. But as the wolf climaxed hard around his cock, and as Shakal felt himself rising towards yet another orgasm destined to flood her insatiable loins, the room remained oddly quiet aside from his grunts of effort and pleasure, and Amaterasu's ragged breathing in his ear.

Less than a minute later, with a muffled cry as he pressed his face to the Goddess' neck and kissed her soft fur, Shakal's cum painted Amaterasu's pussy one more time. He whimpered. He shuddered as he emptied his balls into her for what could have been the fiftieth, the hundredth, or the thousandth time since she had woken him and claimed his body for her own purposes. To the panther's shock though, and frankly to his brief confusion after having heard the wolf's insistent urging for more countless times in the wake of each and every orgasm he had both given and received, he heard Amaterasu whisper to him in a voice that was still unmistakably hers, and yet so different from the savage, commanding tone that she had universally spoken to him with thus far.

"Perhaps... perhaps Anubis was not entirely incorrect when he spoke of you to me."

The wolf murmured, Shakal gasping as he felt something warm against the side of his face, only to realise that Amaterasu's tongue had just licked him affectionately.

"In my world, I do not waste my time with men. Women are the creatures of passion I turn to when I have desires to be met, for the men I have invited into my bed are always... lacking. In passion. In stamina. In the ability to truly surrender their egos, and simply give to their Goddess. But, you, Shakal? You are not like them. You are... worthy of my body. Of my lust. You have quelled an itch that no single mortal male has been able to scratch within my loins for millennia. And now that you have done so, I have only one more command to give you, sweet Shakal."

She lapped at his face fondly once more, and the panther groaned softly, feeling himself nod in reverent, adoring obedience well before he had even considered any of the potential options that Amaterasu might have been about to deliver as her final order.

"Rest. Sleep. Soothe your mind, and return your body, your loins to full fitness. Because right now, I am going to pay Anubis a visit, and ask if I might borrow you for a while. And then, when I convince him to say yes... and I assure you, Shakal, he will say yes to me, I will take you back to my realm. To my world, and you will teach the men of that world that you do not need to be a God in order to satisfy one. You will turn the men of my realm into lovers worthy of any woman, mortal or divine, and in return they will not only adore you, not only offer their lithe, delicate, twinky bodies up to you with pride and elation. In return for your experience, your passion, and your lust... they will worship you as a demigod in your own right within my realm, and as the most powerful, virile stud in the whole wide world!

By Jeeves

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