The Tempest of Egypt
The sun beat down on the region of Egypt known as Luxor. The sound of block chiseling echoed through the desert. Many of the slaves toiled in the movement of blocks for the pyramid of Hatshepsut, the current queen of the realm. The queen aspired to goddesshood to the chagrin of the deities.
Husani, a slave with great skill in the sculpture of statues chiseled at a fifty-foot representation of Sakhmet, the goddess of war and divine vengeance. He had spent weeks carving her body, but was now at work on the head. The scaffolding shook with each hit of his hammer. Husani was carving her feline eyes in the gaze of animosity. He gazed at his creation, noting the feline lips and nose. He would soon apply paint to the statue completing his masterpiece. Sakhmet was a goddess with the head of a lioness.
Husani stretched his muscles, his massive biceps tight from a days toil. Sweat beaded on his massive chest and tight abs. Husani brushed a lock of his long black hair away from his eyes. He was clad in only a white loincloth. His brown eyes spotted the Nile to his left, a serpentine river meandering through the heart of Egypt. He longed to cool off in the cool water. He saw Chione bathing in the Nile, her full bronze-hued breasts dripping with the water. Her wet dark hair was clinging to her breasts. Her nipples were rigid with the cold. He had loved her since she was of age, but she paid little attention to him. Husani was very handsome, but she was trying to get the attention of the prince. He wished he would one day be free of his servitude, to live the life of a pharaoh. Husani pissed off the side of the scaffolding to relieve his bladder.
"Hey!" His friend Ishaq was attempting to get his attention.
"Sorry."
"Stop staring at the girl and come down for some refreshment. There are plenty of beautiful slaves besides her."
"Not like her."
"You had better become a prince then."
Husani began his climb down the scaffolding. About half way down he slipped. Instinct saved his life as he reached out for a rung of the scaffolding. He then deftly climbed the rest of the way down.
"That statue is a masterpiece," complemented Ishaq.
"Another statue in a vast sea of statues."
The twosome saw a multitude of slaves moving towards the palace and joined the group. They saw a gathering in front of the palace. The queen moved out to address the crowd. She wore a white dress adorned with gold. A vast array of jewelry decorated her arms, ears, and neck.
"The sea people have invaded Aswan and have decimated the entire village. It seems that they bring hordes of people to settle Egypt. They bring possessions, cattle, and their families. Worry not, for I the goddess queen will protect the city. I am the greatest goddess in all of Egypt."
"Is she crazy?" Ishaq murmured under his breath.
"I think she is. She is enamored at her own royalty," said Husani.
"If we lose the favor of the gods, we will be unprotected from the onslaught of the sea people."
"I think we have time."
The queen ended her speech and brought out the prince decked out in the royal golden armor. The crowd cheered and then went back to their homes.
Husani went to his tent and was greeted by his sister. Layla was a homely thirteen year old, who assumed the duties of household when their parents died two summers ago. She had prepared some water fowl and bread for their dinner. Husani talked about his day with his sister and she went on about the glory of the prince. She had a kind of crush on him like many other girls her age. Husani then departed to his quarters and slept from his day of labor. Later in the night he was awakened by a whoosh in his chamber of the tent. He saw Sakhmet, so he pinched himself to be sure he was awake, he was.
She was perfect. Her green eyes gazed on him with pride. She stood before him unclothed and in full felinehood. The tan fur covering her body glowed with a golden aura. Her massive bosoms heaved with each breath. Her hips were full and sensual, swaying seductively when she walked. A lion tail swished back and forth, its brown tip visible with each sway. Husani wept at her beauty and from the recognition from the goddess. A powerful aroma emanated from her loins, which made Husani drool with lust and become light-headed.
"You honor me with your craft."
"It has been my life's work to sculpt the deities, but you are my favorite."
"The queen has angered the deities and I have been sent to exterminate the royal family. I would like you to be the next pharaoh. The sea people will decimate this village if Luxor continues its blasphemy."
"I follow the deities."
"As it should be. You will be blessed."
With that Sakhmet approached him and kissed him tenderly. The kiss of the goddess healed his sore muscles. Husani embraced the goddess, stroking her soft breasts with his hands. Sakhmet gestured him to his mat and engulfed his member in her mouth. Her whiskers tickled his massive testicles. He could feel her rough tongue stroke the underside of his stiff rod. Her saliva slathered his balls causing him to nearly lose himself. He moaned with pleasure. The rough tongue continued and he came. The goddess savored the fluid, licking some of the liquid from the corner of her mouth.
She lay on the bed and spread her legs. The aroma of her heat permeated the room as Husani moved to pay homage his goddess. He lapped at her cunt savoring the taste of her sweet fluids. Husani sucked on her hard clit, drawing a purr from the goddess. Sakhmet's eyes closed with contentment. Husani continued his ministrations increasing the force of the cunnilingus. He moved his tongue in circles around her clit occasionally flicking his tongue across her knob to vibrate it. The goddess moaned with pleasure as an orgasm wracked her body. The human was splashed with her milky juices with each shudder; his face was covered in nectar. Husani continued.
"I want to be one with you," growled the goddess.
"As you wish."
Sakhmet rolled over onto her hands and knees. Her tail swayed seductively and she gave him a full view of her labia. Juices dripped from her swollen cunt as her aroma strengthened. Husani's engorged member stiffened with the heat; veins bulged across his cock as pre dripped from his orifice. He had never been so infatuated with lust. Husani grabbed her hips and drove his phallus home. He felt her heat and her moisture. He thrust into the feline tenderly, moving his penis within her canal.
Husani increased his pace. He pounded her roughly with balls slapping against her thighs. Sakhmet tightened her muscles gripping his rod within her canal. Her tail brushed below her vulva, dipping her tail in her juices. Husani deepened his thrusts when Sakhmet raised her hips. He was on the brink of loosing his seed moaning pleasurably. The goddess drove her tail into his anus, stroking his prostate. Her canal gripped his member with a cum-stalling grip. Husani continued to make love to the goddess. He felt that he could ejaculate at any minute, but was unable to. Sakhmet purred causing a moan from Husani. The feline's breasts jiggled with each thrust. She writhed in passion, growling every time Husani inserted his member. She came from the rough pounding. Copious fluid flowed from her canal, dripping down her thighs to form a puddle on the sleeping mat. Husani felt a tingling from where the goddess was massaging his prostate, which soon became a wave of spasms. The human groaned and moaned with his pleasure. Sakhmet withdrew her tail and released her grip on his phallus. Husani came hard, his body spasming with his powerful orgasm. "Ohhhh goddess!! Unnnhhh" He released his seed deep in the canal of the goddess. The human withdrew his member and the goddess turned to lap the combined juices from the flaccid penis. He could feel it tingle as the coarse tongue stroked his head. Husani moved to lap at her drenched sex, the two assuming a 69. After they finished savoring the nectar, they laid on the bed together. They locked in a tender kiss as the goddess disappeared.
(Later that night.)
Hatshepsut awoke in the night to the sound of a growl.
"W-w-what, w-w-ho's there," said a terrified queen.
"You have defied the deities. Your family shall cease to exist by my hand."
"I am a goddess. You are no match for me."
"Let's see how powerful you really are."
Hatshepsut grabbed two sickles from behind her bed and stood before the lioness defiantly. Sakhmet extended her claws and roared ferociously. The queen lunged at her gracefully, and the goddess backflipped out of the way. Hatshepsut twirled her sickles to intimidate the lioness. The queen lunged at the goddess in a combination maneuver; the lioness dodged and lashed out with her claws. The lioness had drawn first blood; four slashed across the right side of the queen's face oozed blood.
"You bitch!" screamed the queen.
The queen threw her sickles at the lioness and deftly retrieved a wickedly-tipped spear. Hatshepsut lunged at the goddess, bringing her spear point across. Sakhmet was too slow and received a slash across her left breast which dripped with her blood.
"So, the deities are not immortal," stated the queen.
"I will heal any damage your mortal weapons can deliver."
"Not if you're dead."
The queen spun the spear around her back and stabbed towards the lioness. Sakhmet ducked and slashed downwards; four more gashes formed from Hatshepsut's breasts to her stomach. The queen coughed up blood and screamed in agony, dropping her spear. The goddess moved to finish her off. The human withdrew a dagger but was too late. The lioness bit into her neck and ripped out the queen's throat. Hatshepsut died gasping for air. Sakhmet's wound had now completely healed. The prince entered the room weeping.
"What have you done?"
"Divine vengeance."
The prince drew a sword. Sakhmet blew gray powder at the prince and he keeled over coughing. Blisters formed on his skin and burst in bloody spatters. The prince was killed by a disease. The plague also killed everyone in the palace before dissipating.
Anubis quietly appeared behind her. The jackal god looked on her work with satisfaction. The lioness lapped blood from her paw. The voice of Anubis was deep and whispery.
"Ra will be pleased."
"I live for the will of Ra."
"How could you lower yourself to coitus with a lesser being?"
"Husani deserved a reward for his faith."
"So be it. It is time for the ancient union between death and war in preparation for the coming tempest."
The two deities teleported to their realm. A massive crystal pyramid stood in the distance. They could see the eye of Ra atop the pyramid. Ra was supreme over all the deities and seldom seen. Anubis led Sakhmet to his inner sanctum within the basement of the pyramid. A massive altar dominated the center of the underground room. Torches burned around the room dimly illuminating the chamber.
Anubis removed his loin cloth exposing his gargantuan member. His cock was still semi-flaccid and in its sheath, but would harden into a knotted penis. Sakhmet kissed the god her rough-feline tongue stroking his drooling-canine tongue. Sakhmet laid back on the altar preparing for the appearance of Anubis' cock from its sheath. The pink tip of his shaft escaped its sheath and the jackal god and he penetrated the lioness goddess. Her fluids dripped from her sex as the member thrust into her. His rod expanded and the knot was full. Sakhmet groaned at the feeling of fullness and being tied to the god. Anubis pounded her inside with his massive knot, growling with passion. Sakhmet came hard with a loud roar, her juices squirting out of her vagina to spatter in a white puddle at the base of the altar. Anubis lapped at her breasts, wet tongue stroking her left nipple; the saliva beaded her areola. The lioness came again with another gush of nectar. She writhed atop his rod, her pleasure was immense. Her body spasmed as a powerful orgasm wracked her body. She gripped the coconut-sized balls of the jackal feeling them pulse with his impending ejaculation. Anubis released his seed with a howl, filling the goddess to the brim. A loud pop reverberated off the walls of the chamber as Sakhmet reached her limit of cum. She flew backwards spurting copious torrents of jackal seed. Anubis continued coming, spraying the lioness with spurts of semen. The lioness lapped the fluid from her paws. Her fur was matted with the jackal's seed.
(The next day.)
The royal family was found dead. Husani though the previous night was a dream, but found himself drawn to the palace. He looked at himself in a pool and was startled to see that he looked like the prince, only his musculature was the same as before. Shortly after he went to the palace, he was made pharaoh in a grand ceremony attended by the slaves of Luxor. He was now Pharaoh Sahure. An era of homage to the deities came to the people of Luxor. He didn't see the goddess again until the sea people approached the kingdom.
Sahure amassed a massive army and fought the sea people in war. Sakhmet fired arrows and spread plagues into the army of the sea people while the army fought with spears and swords. The sea people returned to their lands for a time. Pharaoh Sahure took Chione to be his queen, remembering his time with the goddess each time he made love to her. His sister Layla was made an attendant to the throne.
In the future, when humankind turned their backs on the deities, Sakhmet returned. She nearly wiped out the human race. Ra prevented the extermination of the humans, by giving her blood-colored beer. The intoxicated goddess abandoned her crusade against humanity and another era of deity worship ensued.