“but I think you want far more than just my pussy under your tongue, don't you?”
Delphine released Nyarra's hands and placed one finger on her lips

“you don't need to speak. Let the feelings crouched just beneath the surface of
your heart and mind speak for you” Delphine trailed her finger down Nyarra's throat
and between her breasts, then down over her stomach. The delicate touch sent a
shiver through Nyarra's body. Delphine began to slowly move around Nyarra, trailing
her fingers across her flesh; across her hip, then up her back to brush her shoulder
blades. As Delphine continued her path, her fingers delicately traced
Nyarra's spine and brushed her ass. The delicate caress raised goosebumps over
Nyarra's body. She closed her eyes and relaxed as Delphine slowly caressed her.

“there are deeper desires you long to feel, are there not?” Delphine breathed in
her ear.

Images flashed through Nyarra's mind, a rapid fire blend of memory and fantasy.

Nyarra's head bobbed up and down on Erik's cock, the first drops of his cum oozing
into her mouth

Senna knelt over Nyarra's face, her wet pussy open and throbbing under Nyarra's
questing tongue

The bard's cock pushed deep into Nyarra's pussy, stretching her open and filling
her

The keeper's hand came down, the wooden paddle striking Nyarra's ass, sending a
jolt of mingled pain and pleasure coursing through her

Nyarra pulled the cord – the bent branch snapped forward and struck her deliciously across the ass

Nyarra was on her knees, her face and hands pressed down into her pillow as Erik
drove his thick cock in and out of her pussy from behind. His hand slapped her ass
playfully.

She was on her back on her bedroll, back arched, hips rising into the air as she
pushed the dildo deep into her ass

She was locked in a pillory. She could feel the heat and sting in her ass from a
good spanking. Her pussy was dripping as a hard cock pushed into her ass. Her mouth opened
eagerly to swallow the cock that was in front of her face. Her mind let go and she embraced
the joy of being fucked from both ends at the same time

Delphine's lips brushed her ear

“now tell me Nyarra. Tell me what your heart desires” she whispered seductively.

“Punish me” Nyarra breathed

“Use me” she whispered

“fuck me” she sobbed

“please” she begged quietly

Delphine slid back around in front of Nyarra and embraced her warmly.

“of course, my dear. I shall see that you get all you desire”

Delphine pressed her lips to Nyarra's, her tongue gliding over her lips, probing.
Nyarra eagerly opened her mouth for Delphine, practically sucking Delphine's tongue
in, her own tongue swirling, tasting, probing back in a passionate kiss. Nyarra
slid her hands down Delphine's back and grabbed her ass, pulling her tight against
her aching body. Conscious thought fled from Nyarra's mind as she gave herself over
completely to her passion.


Nyarra's eyes fluttered open as Delphine broke away from the kiss. They were once
again in the market area of Dagesh. Nyarra felt her nipples harden and heat bloom
in her pussy when she took in the sight of the platform in the middle with its
pillory's and assortment of paddles. She turned to look at Delphine.

“will you please spank me? I want you to do it”

Delphine's smile was radiant

“I would be delighted to Nyarra”

Nyarra smiled and took Delphine's hand, then turned and started walking quickly towards
the stairs up to the platform. As they mounted the stairs, the keeper came over to greet them.

“ah, Mistress Delphine, it is good to see you again. And, Nyarra, is it? How
wonderful to see you on my platform again. Do you wish to be spanked again?”

“yes, keeper, I do” Nyarra breathed

“excellent, let's get you set up over here then, shall we?”

Nyarra's fingers fumbled a bit in her haste to peel her clothes off, but in short
order she was completely naked, her clothes dumped in a heap on the platform. She moved
over to where the keeper was standing by one of the pillories, this one a bit closer to the
edge of the platform than the last; the crowd in the market would have a much better view of he
punishment. Her nipples felt like stones at the tip of her breasts and her excitement made her
already wet pussy throb as she eagerly placed her head and wrists in the pillory. She wriggled
her hips and set her legs a bit apart in a comfortable stance as she prepared for what was to come.

Delphine crouched down and looked Nyarra in the eyes

“do you trust me Nyarra?”

“yes”

Delphine smiled and kissed her once again, then got up and moved away to speak to
the keeper. When she returned to Nyarra, she was carrying the same paddle that the
keeper had used on her the first time. Nyarra trembled when Delphine brushed the paddle across
her hard nipples. She felt Delphine's hand stroke across her ass,
caress her, squeezing her cheeks. Nyarra bit her lip and moaned softly when she
felt Delphine's fingers rub over her pussy, parting her lips, exposing her fully to
the gaze of the crowd. The paddle rubbed over her ass, moving in a circular motion
before pulling away.

Smack!

The first blow made Nyarra gasp in surprise, but her gasp devolved into a quiet
moan as the familiar and welcome spike of pain-pleasure washed through her.

Smack!

Nyarra moaned again and wriggled her hips suggestively

Smack!

Nyarra'a breasts ached with desire

Smack!

A trickle of moisture ran down Nyarra's thigh and she moaned loudly

Smack!

The heat in her ass spread a warmth through Nyarra's sensitive body

The blows to Nyarra's ass came in a steady, pulsating rhythm, several quick, light
blows interspersed with a couple of heavier impacts. It was enough to keep the
intense fire in Nyarra's pussy and breasts smouldering, keeping her on the edge of
ecstasy without quite letting her orgasm peak and roll over her trembling body. She
lost count of how many blows she had taken. The blows to her ass were still coming
when Delphine knelt down in front of her. A tiny sliver of her mind wondered who
was paddling her if Delphine was here, but the desire that continued to course
through her rendered the thought inconsequential.

“ah, my beautiful Nyarra. You look to be positively aching with desire. I think you
are indeed ready for the next step”

Delphine moved away out of Nyarra's sight and was replaced by a pair of strong legs
clad in leather breeches. Nyarra slid her gaze up the legs and found herself gazing
at a large, throbbing erect cock. She had only a moment of shock before the man stepped
forward and slid his cock into Nyarra's wet mouth. Her moment of surprise
blew away as another blow landed on her ass and the spike of mingled pain and
pleasure cause her to lose whatever shred of rational thought might still exist.
Clamping her lips around the strange cock, she sucked for all she was worth, running her
tongue over the tip, tasting it, devouring it. She whimpered a little
when the man started to withdraw his cock from her mouth, but he quickly slid it back in
and she moaned, opening her throat to take all of him. Drool ran out of the
corners of her mouth as the man got into a rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of
her mouth at a steady pace. His pace increased and Nyarra could feel his cock twitching in
her mouth as his orgasm approached. She strained her head forward as
much as she could, trying to draw him in deeper. The man groaned loudly as his cock
twitched and his cum flooded into Nyarra's mouth. She clamped her lips tightly
around his cock, trying not to let any of that delicious seed escape. Despite the
working of her throat to swallow it all, some still spilled out of her mouth drip
down her chin. She whimpered softly as the cock withdrew from her mouth. She sighed
as she licked her lips, trying to catch as much of his cum as she could.

She did not notice that the spanking had stopped. She only felt the heat of desire
and lust that filled her being. Her mind briefly registered the feel of a pair of
hands gripping her thighs. She felt the tip of a hard cock pushing against the
tight sphincter of her ass, slowly pushing its way inside her. Her lust overwhelmed
her and she tried to push back, to force the cock inside her.

As the cock pushed past her entrance, then drove all the way in, her orgasm broke
over her. Her hips bucked and thrashed as she screamed in ecstasy, her pussy
squirting fluid all over the platform and the man who was now fucking her ass in earnest.
Her eyes were shut tight and she was gasping and groaning like a bitch in
heat when another hard cock was suddenly pushed into her mouth. She sucked on this
new cock madly, almost with desperation. It didn't take long before she had another
mouthful of cum, and shortly thereafter she could feel the man behind her empty
himself deep inside her ass. Her orgasms came in waves as another cock thrust into
her ass and yet another filled her eager mouth.

Nyarra could not count how many men used her ass and her mouth, she only knew that
when it was finally done, she was left trembling and exhausted,bathed in sweat. Her
legs were soaked with her pussy juice and cum was dripping out of her ass and
mouth. When the keeper released the pillory, Nyarra fairly collapsed out of it, falling
down onto her knees. Delphine looked down at her and smiled radiantly. A
deep sense of peace and contentment washed through Nyarra as she looked back at
Delphine and she smiled peacefully. Nyarra almost swooned when Delphine knelt down
and kissed her. Delphine stuck out her tongue and carefully licked the dribbles of
cum that hung on Nyarra's chin.

“oh, my sweet, sweet, Nyarra. You handled that far better than I could have ever
imagined. I'm so proud of you” Delphine took Nyarra's head in her hands and kissed
her deeply.

“but come, let us get you dressed again and get some much needed food and drink”

Strength was slowly coming back to Nyarra, but she leaned heavily on Delphine
nonetheless. By the time she managed to get her clothes back on, she had regained
enough of her strength that she could stand and walk unaided, albeit slowly. As she
was about to turn away and head down the stairs, the keeper approached her with a
blue leather bag, about the size of her fist.

“hold up a sec, Nyarra dear. Can't very well let you head off without your share”
He pressed the bag into her hand.
“be sure to come back and see me again if you're ever in need of coin.

Nyarra opened the bag and looked inside – there had to be dozens of small, flat
metal bars, each no bigger than the middle joint of her finger. They were
predominantly a mix of silver and copper, but there were several gold pieces mixed
in as well. Nyarra looked at the keeper with a puzzled expression.

“now don't worry lass, it's all there, and it's all yours. 'tis your share of the
coin paid by those who wished to take part in your punishment and service. One as
fresh as you tends to command a higher price. I've already deducted Mistress
Delphine's cut, so you needn't fret about that” he explained.

Nyarra looked at Delphine, but she just smiled “later dear, not right now”

“oh, one more thing” the keeper said and handed Nyarra a small clay jar.
“a bit of my special balm for your tender cheeks. You'll want to rub some of that
in after you've cleaned up a bit.”

Nyarra blushed a little and looked down at her feet.

“thank you keeper, I do appreciate that”

“no trouble at all. You've a very fine tender ass, and I'd be remiss in my duty if
I didn't try to help you look after it”

Impulsively, Nyarra smiled and quickly kissed the keeper's cheek. Blushing
furiously, she turned away and headed down the stairs, Delphine falling in a step or two behind. 

Nyarra took a few paces away from the platform, then stopped and looked around. She
was terribly hungry and thirsty, but had no idea where to start.

Delphine stopped beside her and slipped her arm through Nyarra's.

“come Nyarra, we'll get some wine and some food, and then we will go somewhere that we can talk”

Delphine led the way over to a nearby stall displaying a wooden sign of a foaming
tankard. Nyarra parted with one of her silver bars and a couple copper for two
frosted bottles of a local white wine and a couple of wooden cups. Delphine laughed
as Nyarra tried to sort out how to carry everything, cradling the fragile bottles
against her chest with the cups resting on top.

“let's find a basket, silly. I don't wish to get an impromptu demonstration of your
juggling skills” Delphine laughed and started to lead Nyarra around the market to a
merchant displaying a varied assortment of baskets.

Another copper bar later and Nyarra was now in possession of a sturdy wicker basket
with a handle. It had plenty of room for her bottles of wine and cups, in addition
to whatever they might pick up for food. The thought of food made Nyarra's stomach
growl at her. This time, Nyarra led the way, her nose following the savoury scent
of grilled meat and spices. The offerings were different from what she was used to,
but she picked out a few different skewers of grilled meat and vegetables, having
them wrapped up in leaves for later consumption. They spent the next several
minutes wandering around the market area, picking up some fruit and cheese from two
other stalls, then finally added in a still warm loaf of heavy bread from a shop on
Baker Street. Nyarra carried the basket of food in one hand while Delphine cradled
her other arm and led her off down a winding selection of narrow streets to finally
come out through a passageway into a sheltered grassy garden area with an ornate
fountain in the middle.

Settling down on the grass, Nyarra was forced to lay on her side – her well paddled
and fucked ass was too tender for her to sit down comfortably. As Delphine poured
out some wine for them both, Nyarra dove straight for s skewer of meat. She was starving.

For the next while, no words were spoken as they shared out the food and sated
their appetite. The bread and cheese followed the skewers of meat and vegetables in
very quick succession, all of it washed down with cups of the sharp wine. Delphine
had just emptied the first bottle of wine into their cups when she looked
appraisingly at Nyarra.

Sitting back against the tree behind her, Delphine cradled her cup of wine in her
hands.

“you have questions, Nyarra, and I think you are now ready for some of the answers”

thoughts and questions tumbled through Nyarra's mind. She puzzled over things for a
moment or two.

“what is this place?” she asked

“We are in the city of Dagesh, in the Southern Kingdoms” Delphine replied
“but I don't think that is really what you were asking, is it?”

“no, I mean, we were in the temple, and then we are here. Is all this in my head?
It can't be, else why would I have had oil on my ass when I woke up in the temple
after the first visit?”

“no, Nyarra, it's not in your head. We are really here, in the city of Dagesh,
about six hundred years before the time when you found the temple.”

“but, how is that possible? I know of no magic that can transport someone through
time”

Nyarra's eyes widened as a thought suddenly exploded in her head

“are......are..you a god?” she breathed, almost reverently

Delphine smiled sadly and took a sip of her wine

“not so much anymore, I'm afraid”

“not so much anymore? What do you mean? A god is a god, are they not?”

“In a sense, yes. But even the gods and goddesses have their limits”
“do you know where the gods get their power from?”

“they're gods. They just have power”
“don't they?”

“the gods get their power from their followers. The more followers a god has, the
more power they have, and the greater an area they can influence with that power.
Take away their followers, and their power......diminishes” Delphine's voice
trailed off in sadness with her last word.

“the area that they can affect grows smaller. Temples and houses of worship become
focal points for that power. They get saturated with the devotion of their
followers over time, such that even a forgotten goddess can accomplish great magics
within their walls” Delphine looked down at her cup, a single tear trickling out of
the corner of her eye.

“do the people here know that you are a god?”

“No. To them, I am merely Mistress Delphine, the head of the temple. As long as
the temple has been around, there has always been a Mistress Delphine. The temple
was renowned for our teachings on the virtue of service. The greatest leaders of
the Southern Kingdoms were devotees and students of the temple”

“that's what the carvings and statues in the temple represent.”

“yes. The journey of Queen Ysolda, from her beginning as a simple household servant
to ruling an entire nation. She was my greatest student. She learned to free
herself from inhibitions and self-doubt, to embrace the values of service. She
ruled in peace for 20 years before she chose to step down and retire to a simpler
life”

“but, why all the sexual escapades and punishment? What does that have to do with
ruling a kingdom?” Nyarra took a sip of her wine

“Sexual submission is one of the simplest and most effective ways to break down
barriers in a person's subconscious. In order to be a truly effective leader and
serve your people, you have to be prepared to do what is best for them, and not
yourself. Those barriers can cause.....problems”

“you only need to look at the rulers in the lands you come from. They do not serve
the people, only themselves. They do only what is necessary to keep the people from
rising up in revolt and overthrowing them. They take comfort in the wealth they
amass and the lavish lifestyle they keep themselves in.”

“but, what does all this have to do with me?” Nyarra questioned

“I learned of you several years ago. Word came to me from some of the few devotees
I have left in this world. Word of a strong young woman, full of passion and
strength, but one who also chose to serve those weaker than herself on occasion. I
planted the book and the pages you found, gambling not only that the stories would
help to release your own desires, but the mystery of the pages would entice you to
try to find the temple.”

“and me” Delphine sipped her wine as tears ran down her cheeks

Nyarra moved over to Delphine and took the cup of wine from her trembling hands,
setting it aside on the grass, then took her in her arms and held her while she cried.
After a few minutes of quiet sobbing, Delphine pulled back and wiped her
eyes.

“thank you, Nyarra. You have no idea what that simple gesture means to me” Delphine
smiled softly, then reached out to touch Nyarra's cheek.

Nyarra leaned her face into Delphine's hand, enjoying the softness of her touch. It
was a nice counterpoint to the punishment she had received earlier from that same
hand.

“what is it you want from me?” Nyarra asked quietly

“I want to leave, but I cannot do it alone” Delphine stated, a touch of desperation
in her voice.