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We [i]must[/i] win the battle tomorrow.\"\n\nThe diviner hesitated. \"My king, they demand a Ritual of Seed.\"\n\nThe king frowned, deep in thought.\n\n\"No king has been called upon to perform that ritual in centuries,\" he said.\n\n\"That is true, my king. But they demand it now.\"\n\nExcelses sighed. \"Very well. Make the preparations. I will do as they command.\"\n\n[center]*************[/center]\n\nFranz was playing with a wooden doll when the soldiers entered. The young golden retriever looked up just as several armored stallions barged in and conversed in hushed tones with his mother. Several times, she looked his way, then put her paws to her face. At last, she nodded. The soldiers made way for her to get past, and she went to him.\n\n\"Franz, these men are here from the king. You must go with them and do everything they say,\" she said, her voice sounding artificially hard.\n\n\"But Mother, who are they?\" Franz asked, fiddling with his doll.\n\n\"Do not ask questions, and do not argue,\" his mother admonished him. \"Speak only if asked to speak. Be brave, my son, and the king will bestow great honor upon you.\"\n\nDespite his stomach twisting, Franz set his jaw.\n\n\"Very well, Mother. I shall do as my king commands.\"\n\nThe soldiers led him away, leaving his doll lying on the floor.\n\nHe was led to the palace and ushered immediately into a small room, where priests dressed in white togas received him wordlessly. Wasting no time, they removed his tunic, exposing his barely-matured sheath. This and the rest of him they washed thoroughly, working scented herbs into his hair. Then they led him into a different room, still naked. They bade him sit on a stone pedestal, and as soon as he had done so, each of them took one of his limbs and pulled tightly, stretching him out on his back. Dim light flickered overhead, but as the pup’s heart pounded, out of the darkness appeared the king himself, King Excelses.\n\nThe monarch was himself nude, and Franz blushed more from the sight of that than his own nudity. But he hadn’t time to dwell on it. The head priest began humming an incantation while holding a pitcher over Franz’s waist. As he hummed, he poured out the contents. Olive oil flowed down over Franz’s groin and cascaded, tickling between the pup’s legs. While the king watched in solemn silence, the priest put down his pitcher and worked the oil into Franz’s sheath and up into his ass. The puppy blushed again and squirmed but uttered no sound.\n\nThe priest’s humming stopped. The room was deathly silent. 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Franz closed his eyes and began to breathe heavily, his hips bucking involuntarily as his penis slipped from its sheath.\n\nSo enraptured by these feelings, Franz didn’t notice as the priest guided the king’s rod into position.\n\nThe king’s thumb and hand began to wriggle and stroke rapidly. Franz’s pulse raced. His back arched, and he let out an involuntary moan of pleasure as his ass began greedily sucking the king’s fingers.\n\nThere was a pinching sensation. Franz’s eyes snapped open. But before he could protest, a warm pool of heat suddenly exploded inside his ass. His eyes rolled back in his head. The priests all held on tightly as he tried to double over. His knot swelled, and his little prick began to dribble down the king’s hand. Something large moved inside of him, and the warmth intensified. His legs twitched involuntarily. The dribbling of his cock turned into sharp spurts.\n\nAbruptly, he felt something warm and wet on his cock. He opened his eyes to see the priest’s lips wrapped around him. It struck him odd, but he didn’t care. Resting his head on the slab, he moaned as his climax persisted, spurred by the cock in his ass and the moist lips that had swallowed even his knot.\n\nThe king’s rod began to pull out then thrust back in again. The intensity of Franz’s orgasm increased, and the pup began to feel light-headed. He struggled, but the priests held him still. Panicking, he began to fight violently, but he was no match for the much larger horses. Hyperventilating, his vision started to turn white.\n\nIn the fog of overstimulation, he felt the king’s balls settle in between his buttocks. The sensation of fullness pushed him over the edge, and white turned to black as he passed out.\n\nAbove him, the king gritted his teeth as he, too, climaxed. \n\nSweating from exertion, the king glanced at the priest and gave him a significant look. 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© 2024 Jack Doe. All characters belong to their creator. Do not distribute without all copyright notices and disclaimers intact.

Writing this story does not constitute endorsement of the events depicted herein by the author. Readers are explicitly discouraged from engaging in any activities that are illegal or harmful to themselves or others.

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"Hm."

"What is it, haruspex? What have you divined?"

The wizened old gelding prodded the entrails with a stick, double-checking himself. Exhaling with an air of finality, he looked up.

"My king, the gods have demanded a sacrifice."

Good King Excelses did a double-take, then shrugged. "Very well," he said, relieved. "What do they want? An ox? A sheep? Whatever they want, they shall have. We must win the battle tomorrow."

The diviner hesitated. "My king, they demand a Ritual of Seed."

The king frowned, deep in thought.

"No king has been called upon to perform that ritual in centuries," he said.

"That is true, my king. But they demand it now."

Excelses sighed. "Very well. Make the preparations. I will do as they command."

*************


Franz was playing with a wooden doll when the soldiers entered. The young golden retriever looked up just as several armored stallions barged in and conversed in hushed tones with his mother. Several times, she looked his way, then put her paws to her face. At last, she nodded. The soldiers made way for her to get past, and she went to him.

"Franz, these men are here from the king. You must go with them and do everything they say," she said, her voice sounding artificially hard.

"But Mother, who are they?" Franz asked, fiddling with his doll.

"Do not ask questions, and do not argue," his mother admonished him. "Speak only if asked to speak. Be brave, my son, and the king will bestow great honor upon you."

Despite his stomach twisting, Franz set his jaw.

"Very well, Mother. I shall do as my king commands."

The soldiers led him away, leaving his doll lying on the floor.

He was led to the palace and ushered immediately into a small room, where priests dressed in white togas received him wordlessly. Wasting no time, they removed his tunic, exposing his barely-matured sheath. This and the rest of him they washed thoroughly, working scented herbs into his hair. Then they led him into a different room, still naked. They bade him sit on a stone pedestal, and as soon as he had done so, each of them took one of his limbs and pulled tightly, stretching him out on his back. Dim light flickered overhead, but as the pup’s heart pounded, out of the darkness appeared the king himself, King Excelses.

The monarch was himself nude, and Franz blushed more from the sight of that than his own nudity. But he hadn’t time to dwell on it. The head priest began humming an incantation while holding a pitcher over Franz’s waist. As he hummed, he poured out the contents. Olive oil flowed down over Franz’s groin and cascaded, tickling between the pup’s legs. While the king watched in solemn silence, the priest put down his pitcher and worked the oil into Franz’s sheath and up into his ass. The puppy blushed again and squirmed but uttered no sound.

The priest’s humming stopped. The room was deathly silent. All eyes were on King Excelses.

"Gods above," the king said, his voice rich and tremulous. "I offer to you a sacrifice. If this puppy’s seed pleases you, grant us victory in battle."

Franz gasped. He had never spilled his seed before. What if he couldn’t do it?

The king, seeing the uncertainty in his eyes, looked down at him comfortingly. Though no words were spoken, Franz sensed that he had nothing to fear.

The stallion stepped up to the altar, his tool looming ominously over the young pup. Franz’s heart began to pound.

Excelses reached down and pressed his thumb to the pup’s anus. Franz tensed and squirmed, but the gentle albeit persistent and bewildering circling of the king’s finger on him abruptly made the tense ring relax. The puppy gasped as unfamiliar but pleasant sensations tingled in his ass, cock, balls, and spine.

With his other hand, the king grasped the pup’s sheath and began to stroke it. Franz closed his eyes and began to breathe heavily, his hips bucking involuntarily as his penis slipped from its sheath.

So enraptured by these feelings, Franz didn’t notice as the priest guided the king’s rod into position.

The king’s thumb and hand began to wriggle and stroke rapidly. Franz’s pulse raced. His back arched, and he let out an involuntary moan of pleasure as his ass began greedily sucking the king’s fingers.

There was a pinching sensation. Franz’s eyes snapped open. But before he could protest, a warm pool of heat suddenly exploded inside his ass. His eyes rolled back in his head. The priests all held on tightly as he tried to double over. His knot swelled, and his little prick began to dribble down the king’s hand. Something large moved inside of him, and the warmth intensified. His legs twitched involuntarily. The dribbling of his cock turned into sharp spurts.

Abruptly, he felt something warm and wet on his cock. He opened his eyes to see the priest’s lips wrapped around him. It struck him odd, but he didn’t care. Resting his head on the slab, he moaned as his climax persisted, spurred by the cock in his ass and the moist lips that had swallowed even his knot.

The king’s rod began to pull out then thrust back in again. The intensity of Franz’s orgasm increased, and the pup began to feel light-headed. He struggled, but the priests held him still. Panicking, he began to fight violently, but he was no match for the much larger horses. Hyperventilating, his vision started to turn white.

In the fog of overstimulation, he felt the king’s balls settle in between his buttocks. The sensation of fullness pushed him over the edge, and white turned to black as he passed out.

Above him, the king gritted his teeth as he, too, climaxed.

Sweating from exertion, the king glanced at the priest and gave him a significant look. The priest, who had at last removed his mouth from the pup’s cock, nodded.

The king beckoned, and the priest leaned forward. Seizing him, the king brought their lips together, then plunged his tongue into the gelding’s maw. Despite expecting it, the priest’s eyes still widened in surprise as the king began to drink the sacrifice from his mouth. Shuddering, the priest remained passive but allowed his mouth to be invaded by the king’s roving tongue.

At last, when not a drop of Franz’s seed remained in the priest’s mouth, the king let go of him and pulled his cock from the pup’s ass. Without a word spoken, he bowed to the priests, who bowed back. Turning on heel, he went to prepare for battle.

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