Chapter 55: Breeze Ritual
Byron had been fucking both Hippolyta and Keza for a long time now, and the gossip had spread and the number of the girls eavesdropping on him had grown.
So, despite the hallway being wide and long, it was now crowded, the girls fighting to get closer to the door.
"Nym, don't you think we deserve a chance too? You've been there for too long already."
This was said by a black haired beauty with ethereal brown eyes.
If Byron had been there at the moment, he would have recognized her as the girl who had been giving him a handjob the day he transmigrated.
The one who gave him his first ever blowjob. The one he told to stop sweethearting him and tell him what was going on back when he was yet to know what was going on.
She had tasted his dick and knew how sweet it was and every moan or sensual sound that escaped from the room filled her mind with the images from that day and all she could think about was having it in her mouth again.
That's why she was fighting so hard to get closer to the door, even though she knew nothing would change.
The door wasn't locked, but they wouldn't dare peep on their queen, or disturb her.
This girl wasn't the only one shouting though. The girls who had come last felt it would be fair if those who had come first gave them a chance to get closer, too, but the latter felt it was within their right to stay in their spots.
They weren't breaking any rules, after all.
So, when Nym got tired of hearing her name being shouted by those angry girls, she slowly got away from the door, struggling throughout the girls within the hallway before she finally found herself out of the Dining Castle.
She ran toward the Central Castle like a mouse being chased by a cat, and as soon as she made it through its entrance, she started taking off her clothes, still running.
Finally, she reached a room in the back of the castle. The room was huge, big beds here and there and tables between those beds.
On the tables lay so many dildos made from the bones of the males who had fallen into their realm.
And some skulls…
And some…
Nym immediately placed her right hand on one of the skulls, lowering the left one in between her legs to caress her pussy.
"Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck yeah!" she moaned, vigorously fingering herself.
You might be wondering what had happened. You might even say, ew brother ew, what's that? Or, what the fuck?
As we all know, these girls could not masturbate. If one touched herself, she would die, just like when two of them attempted to be intimate with each other.
Hera's curse.
So, as Nym stood outside that door, hearing the wet sloppy sounds and Byron's manly grunts and the moans from both Hippolyta and Keza, she had gotten so horny to the extent that her fingers had started moving on their own.
If she stayed, she would have ended up touching herself and that would be the end of her.
Coming to the Breeze Ritual room and touching something from a male's body was the only way she could quench her lust that felt like it would have turned into a Lust-sick if she hesitated even a second.
All this was because she was a virgin.
Yes! Nym wasn't as pure as Strawberry or the other priestesses because she had participated in so many Breeze Rituals, but she also had never seen a real dick in her life, of course, except those on the dead bodies of the males who fell into their realm.
And those dicks were never hard.
So, the thought that if she just pushed the door open she would be able to see a real hard dick...
That thought made her so horny that she couldn't take it anymore.
Now, the more her fingers moved in and out of her pussy, the more she felt relieved, the pressure that had been building within her diminishing.
Nym could still hear Byron's manly grunts resonating inside her ear, his handsome face inside her mind and his dick, or what she imagined it looked like, being the one moving in and out of her pussy instead of her fingers.
That's why she felt pleasures she had never felt before. That's why she was as wet as a river, her pussy literally dripping.
Gwark! Gwark! Gwark!
These wet sloppy sounds escaped from her pussy as her fingers ravaged it.
Her right hand grabbed the biggest dildo her eyes lay onto, then, still fingering herself, she started sucking on it as if it was a popsicle.
There were other types of toys, of course, but the huge dildo that was probably made from a leg or an arm bone, was what she needed.
Soon, she pulled her fingers out so she could walk to the bed, and after climbing into it and lying on her back, she brought the huge dildo and rubbed her wet pussy with it.
The fingers which had been inside her pussy a few seconds ago were now in her mouth.
She sucked on them before she spat on them and smeared the result onto the dildo. Afterwards, she slowly pushed it into her pussy.
Byron's face was all she had in mind.
We all remember when she kissed him, right?
Well, now that scene was re-playing again and again inside her mind, Byron's manly grunts still in her ears and his smell stuck inside her nostrils.
She had never felt so good in her life.
She closed her eyes to deepen the enjoyment level.
"Ah, yes yes! Byron fuck yes..." she moaned and called his name as the huge dildo drilled her.
She even ended up saying all those things she had heard from the room. "Yes, daddy yes... Fuck me with your huge dick please..."
Her hands brushed her blue hair away from her breasts as she fondled and squeezed them, pinching her nipples from time to time.
"O, fuck yes!"
Her teeth were digging into her lower lip as she imitated these phrases from Keza and Hippolyta.
Her left hand replaced the right one on the dildo and soon, SPLASH!
Her body shook, her legs spasming as she struggled to comprehend what had just happened.
'Did I just squirt?' Nym thought, not believing that it had happened.
She had participated in so many Breeze Rituals, but this was the first time she had ever had such an intense orgasm.
A few girls...
No.
A few women, those who had been older before Hera banished them...
Those women had squirted so many times beside her and she got jealous and she asked them to teach her and they told her how to do it and she did it but she had never been able to achieve satisfying results.
"Byron, I just squirted!" Nym shouted, laughing. "I just squirted, thanks to you. Thank you, Byron!"
She brought the dildo to her lips and licked it with her tongue.
"Uhm, it tastes so good, daddy! If only you were here. If only you were here to dip your huge dick inside my wet pussy and make me squirt again."
She imagined Bryon and licked the dildo and sucked on it as if it were his dick, still overwhelmed with the pleasures from the intense orgasm she just had.
A few minutes later, she sat upright to look at the wet spot her squirts had made on the bed, then, proud of her work, she jumped off.
She threw the dildo on the bed and grabbed another that was so small that it looked like it had been made from a segment of a finger bone.
Her hand clenched around it as she left the room, picked up her dress, put it on and walked out of the Central Castle.
Unlike when she came, now she wasn't in any hurry.
She walked slowly, the soreness between her legs reminding her of the intense pleasures from a moment ago.
When she finally reached the Dining Castle and climbed the stairs into the hallway, dozens of girls had collapsed on the ground.
The other girls were making groups and trying to help those who had collapsed, but they seemed in a panic.
"Did she touch herself?" Nym heard a voice asking.
"How would I know?" replied another.
"She might be Lust-sick. Let's take her to the Breeze Ritual room."
"Hey! Out of the way. Harmonita had collapsed!"
"Otera had collapsed too."
It was total chaos.
'Jeez! All this because of one male?' thought Nym.
Though the situation wasn't a pleasant one, she couldn't help but feel proud of herself. If she hadn't run to the Central Castle to perform a Breeze Ritual, now she would undoubtedly be among those collapsed girls.
She rushed to help, checking their pulses. She wanted to know if it was just Lust-sick or if they had accidentally touched themselves and died.
If any had died, it would all be Hippolyta, Keza and Byron's fault. Their selfishness and...
'O, Goddess!' Nym exclaimed after checking the pulses.
The girls were...