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Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 02

By: nogratis



Author's Note: I am genuinely surprised by the sheer volume of positive feedback. Never in a million years would I have imagined that the general public might have a deep intellectual interest in advanced sexual/psychological theory. My prestigious colleagues who have studied the Prussian theory thought I was mad attempting to give life to the primal fantasy, let alone that I would be receiving kind words from readers.

In this episode, Kaley, the primordial modern version of Lilth, fulfills the promise of the pre sexual teen and bestows the dialectic condition on the story's hero, Rod, thus transforming him from a befuddled asexual entity to a supreme epicenter of sexual dynamicism, which entitled him to .... FUCK.... without restrictions. 

But I should warn the readers, this exploration of the Prussian theory seeks to offer a possible scenario, a vision, of what unlimited male sexual power would mean. The reader should expect Rod to engage in sexual encounters that in size and scope would be considered epic in proportion. If you are offended by this, I will make arrangements for your transfer to women's studies department.

Please enjoy the next episode, and a test will be handled out on Friday. Thank you.

Professor NoGratis

Cock Ring of the Gods

Chapter 2: Anointing and Educating

"Big room for a big cock." Kaley said. She was standing at the foot of the hotel suite bed.

I nearly jumped out of my skin, "What the hell are you doing in my room?" I said, startled.

"You invited me here when we had our little talk at the antique store." She calmly responded. 

"I know, but how the hell did you get in here?" I corrected her.

"Rodney," she said with amusement as she spun around in front of me to display her body. "Do you think the hotel desk boy would have refused this, especially after I told him that I wanted to surprise my boyfriend?" She said waving her hands to emphasize her body.

"Boyfriend?" I squeaked.

She cocked her head as if to say "whatever," and then continued with a pout, "Besides, I am the guardian of the ring which makes me, let's say, a little more influential than just these looks."

I was still near speechless and my mind reeled trying to figure out how she had found me, since my room had been assigned only minutes ago. Again, the sexy but mysterious Kaley seemed to answer my question without me saying anything.

"It was simple deduction. You tasted the power. I can feel it, it makes me very wet. You know that? You are something much more than you were this morning at the antique store; you're stronger, better. You're a guest at this hotel, where do you think they would put you? Do you think they would have given the imperial suite, their best room, to that pencil dick, Ronaldson, when they could give it to a well hung god?" She chuckled.

"How did you know about Ronaldson?" I returned, realizing I was still in the twilight zone. 

"Like I said, I am the guardian of the ring. I am linked with the ring and where the ring goes I know. I know about Emilio, at the restaurant. I know about that little dick head, Ronaldson, and the hot brunette, Serinda. I bet the pathetic Ronaldson is pacing around in his room right now trying to figure out how to buy her affection back, while the gorgeous Serinda has locked herself in the bathroom, masturbating herself to your image." Kaley said.

I thought back quickly to the moment the leggy brunette came in her dress while staring awestruck at my new, impressive cock bulge. "Well too bad for her, since I apparently already have a girlfriend." I mocked Kaley, but inside I was hoping this incredibly attractive woman really wanted to be my girlfriend.

Kaley started to laugh and sat down on the foot of the bed. "Are you going to let me anoint your cock or what?"

"What's so funny, oh wise and beautiful guardian of the ring?" I continued to tease.

She stopped laughing and her lips curled into a smirk, "Girlfriend? Let me explain to you, my soon to be all powerful god, master of universe, and incredibly super-hung, dominant alpha male." She snapped right back, "there are about 2.7 million ultra hot women with perfect, fuckable bodies in the world right this second, of them exactly 732 are currently within the limits of this city, including me. Once you stop fooling around and decide to slip this band of gold around your bigger but still tiny penis, then I, and all the other hot babes, will have our wildest dreams answered. Between your legs will be hanging so much power and greatness that you will completely own me and the other 2.7 million sluts. We will be consumed with a hunger for the magnificence of your cock. Your cock will deliver to us, everything, anything, all the time. A girlfriend? We will all be your girlfriends.... If that is what you want to call us worshipful sluts, slaves, and bitches." 

"Why? So let me get this straight, I get a massive 18 inch dick, and then what, all the girls go gaga because I can fuck them silly and they throw themselves at me feet as my slave?" I doubtfully retorted.

Kaley spread her legs and hunched her shoulders looking both bored and annoyed at this questioning. "Duh." She said. 

"Oh, come on. This is silly, how the fuck can anybody fuck with an 18 inch prick. I would literally put women in the hospital. Do you know how stupid that sounds?" I said incredulously.

"Rodney. You're going to be a fucking god. Think about it. The laws of physics don't control you; you control the laws of physics. I mean come on. What a stupid question." She huffed. 

"Gee, I must have missed that science class in high school." I said, still doubtful. "But, let's say I can fuck with an 18 inch cock. Why wo...?" 

"I just wish you would put the ring on and fuck me." Kaley blurted out.

I ignored her interruption.

"Why would women want to be my slaves?" I asked, truly confused by the whole big cock rules the little girls concept. I guess it's a nice plot idea for a porn movie, but this is reality not fantasy. I thought.

"The benefit of being the sexy slave of a god is the whole world." She said, and I remembered she had said something like this to me at the antique store.

"Yeah.. Yeah.. You said that earlier today. What exactly does that mean?" I asked.

"The moment you allow me to anoint your penis with the Crown of the Supreme Being all the stored power of the ancient gods will flow directly into your penis, transforming it into the Supreme GodCock, immediately followed by a second transformation of your body into a state beyond physical male perfection. You'll be beyond sexy; you'll be hot and a god above all other gods to boot. What woman is going to turn that down?" She continued.

"But you'll be more than a powerful deity, you'll be just as much a man, a supreme, real man possessing the perfect traits of masculinity. Yes, you will be arrogant, domineering and very jealous with your women, but this is to be expected. You will have an 18 inch cock that is so strong the world will bow down to you. But, you are also infinitely benevolent and generous. Your nature is to care for, protect and provide for your women like no man has ever done before. Not only will you want to see us happy, content and well taken care of, but between your legs will be an instrument of so much power, that you will be able to give us all that effortlessly. Your masculine greatness will allow your women to live a life of deep spiritual and emotional meaning, in opulent luxury, and exulted by the world as goddesses in their own right." She cooed.

"And here is the part I think you will like the most. You will be able to do all this all with your cock alone. Worshipping your glorious cock by sucking and fucking it will be the key to your women receiving their wildest dreams and fantasies." She gushed.

"Your cum is like a magical potion. Give it to a woman, and she will become like a goddess. She will walk the Earth like a bitch dominatrix. She will be commanding, assertive and lusted after and yet untouchable by all mortals. She will become your representative on Earth, a testament to your glory and manhood, a powerful Mistress of the World, tamed and subdued with millions more like her, by a real man - by his cock alone." She continued.

"Even more, you can give your women all the diamonds, pearls, wealth and fame they desire by letting them suck your cock. Your cock will have power over the world, and when you give a woman access to suck it, she can bend that power to her own ends and desires." And she went on,

"And there is one thing above all things that your women will always pray to your GodCock to give them, your greatest gift to us will be to completely penetrate us with the very center of the universe, your cock. For a woman lucky enough to experience you entering her, she shall experience the ultimate sexual pleasure, while finding emotional nirvana and spiritual enlightenment." She concluded.

I had sat down listening to her and I found myself pondering the implications of this incredible opportunity. "OK, I get it; my cock has the power to deliver. But, what about me, what happens to me?"

"The ring seeks balance and was made to avoid the disorder that the ancient gods experienced. Your sole purpose is to receive worship, gain manna, and become greater. The reason the ring has offered so much to beautiful women through your cock is so that, through the ages, you would not lose sight of your purpose."

"So I spend eternity chasing pussy? You mean the ring's master plan is to get me laid?" I asked. While the thought of fucking countless, hot women sounded great, it seemed somewhat pointless for a Supreme Being." 

"Yes, the Supreme Being's power is centered on his cock and sex, but the Supreme Being doesn't seek sex to fulfill his sexual desires, like a mortal man. A mortal man endeavors to achieve greatness to trade it for sex with a desirable woman. Unlike a mortal, all desirable women seek the Supreme Being's GodCock, because it is the answer to everything, and they offer up their mind, body, and souls to the Supreme Being for it. The Supreme Being, for his part, has all this sex and worship simply because he exists and possesses the enormous cock. Since the ring has required a supreme real man to be the Supreme Being, his deep love and passion for his women's happiness require him to answer their prayers and lower himself to allow them to suck and fuck his GodCock. This is the perfect harmony between Supreme Being and mortal worshippers."

"What about the rest of the world? I mean everyone one else?" I pondered.

"Just like your relationship with your beautiful worshippers, you are to be in a state of harmony with the world of mortals. The world exists to promote this balance between you and your female worshippers, in that it produces, over the ages, more beautiful women to worship you. The people of the world will also provide you manna in their submission to you, but your grandeur will prevent you from interacting directly with lesser mortals. Instead, your female slaves, with their uncontrollable desire to earn your favor and blessing, will go out into the world as goddesses and carry out your will. Between our natural beauty and the awesome power that you bestow upon us the world will be highly motivated to obey us, and, in turn, submit to your will. Like your sex slaves, you will feel the need to care for and protect your mortal possessions, and in turn, your goddess representatives will promote the well being and advancement of humanity. So, even though you will be the absolute master of mortals, you will give humanity a state of peace and prosperity unknown before your anointing." She said. 

"Are you serious?" I said. "Are you telling me it's all about my cock?"

"You got it genius. Listen, I have been waiting 10,000 years for this moment. Will you just let me anoint your cock already?" Then she got up from the bed, walked across the room to the where I was sitting and dropped to her knees between my legs. Her smell was strong, much stronger than at the store. It smelled hot. 

As her gorgeous face stared up at me expectantly, I pondered the situation. The events that had happened to me in the last few hours defied any rational explanation. Even with an elaborate conspiracy, I could not dismiss the physical changes to my cock and more importantly the experience in the restaurant. This was real, and, if I could believe Kaley's story, it was the opportunity of 10,000 years. But then, I thought of the dangers. I realized that whatever powerful force was behind this could be deceiving me, possibly using me for some ulterior motive. After today's events, evil space aliens and demons were as good an explanation as ancient gods and magical rings. And of course, the old adage about absolute power corrupting absolutely was in the back of mind. 

Looking down at the gorgeous eyes and lips of Kaley, my mind weighed the fate of humanity and the balance of universe. I, like all the great men since the beginning of time, like those who have endured the great burden of making decisions affecting the entire world, searched deep and found the one eternal truth that has guided men through the ages, a truth that has given hope, and provided courage to overcome the greatest doubts, to cast aside their darkest fears, and to recklessly charge forward into the unknown.

Yes, I, Rodney Mastaff, looking downward on the angelic face of Kaley, then on to her magnificent cleavage and further to her shapely butt, did call upon the ancient wisdom of my male ancestors and heard those hallowed words echoing throughout the ages. With majestic trumpets blaring in my head, I heard the answer booming, "Fuck it! I am going to nail this bitch."

"Let's do it! Kaley! Let's do it now!" I blurted out.

Kaley's eyes dilated like she had just won the jackpot, which, after all she told me, I guess she just had. "My god, the ring?" She said referring to me. "Please give it to me and then get naked and stand above me." I did as she asked removing every stitch of clothing and standing in front of the hotel bed. I studied my new thick cock. It was almost 10" long, and I realized that in a few moments I would be laughing at how pathetically small it was. Of course, I did not ponder this long, as the gorgeous Kaley sensuously started to crawl across the room to prostrate herself at my feet. 

While kneeling before me with the golden ring in her hand, she said,

"I need you to trust me. I am the guardian of the ring and I am charged not merely with choosing the Supreme Being, but I am also responsible for teaching you about your power. For the next couple of days, I need to demonstrate the full extent of your glory and power. I must show you how truly superior and dominant you are, so that you can wisely find your place above us. Your new power will be enormous and easily could be very destructive. Only when you experience the full magnitude of your supremacy can you conduct yourself for the best welfare of your mortal slaves. Some of the things you will see shall be extreme and immoral by mortal standards. They might involve inflicting humiliation on others and you might find that offensive to your divine sensibilities. However, I respectfully ask your patience and that you please follow my lead as part of your introduction to Male godhood." She calmly said, and then, reading my mind once again, Kaley added.

"And yes, over the next couple of days, you will be nailing me repeatedly, along with dozens more of your bitches."

Kaley then lowered her head and pressed it against the bedroom carpet with her hands stretched out almost to my feet. As I looked at her amazing body with her long blonde hair matting the floor, I realized that this sexy creature was demonstrating utter submission to me as a man. Never in a million years could I have dreamed that I would be with a woman like this, let alone have her groveling before me.

"In your last moments as a mortal, look through your mortal eyes and view the natural state of this hot bitch before your ultimate male form." Kaley said, as she sat up on her knees and raised the thick golden bracelet toward my erect penis.

"Master, command your slave to anoint your cock and return the power of all the gods to its rightful owner." She asked, waiting for me.

Yes! I triumphantly thought. I was shaking in aroused anticipation as I steadied myself and said, "Kaley restore the power to your god's cock." And...... she moved the ring forward..... and as the ring slipped over my cock head, which looked so small compared to the bracelet size ring, .... I felt it!!

Words could not begin to describe the sensation, the glorious sensation of the incredible power and strength of ancient deities flowing into and becoming one with my cock. So much dominance, power, and greatness instantaneously passed into my cock, then flowed thru my body. I could feel myself become perfect and then go far beyond that. My face transformed into a god's face. Every inch of skin, bone and muscle filled with strength and glory and remodeled itself into the ultimate shape of male beauty. And my cock.... My cock grew and thickened. It now towered over the tiny frame of Kaley, gorged with massive quantities of blood and sporting thick muscles that gave me complete control over its hardness. I could only describe it as third arm, bulging with powerful muscles and a fist size head.

I glanced to my left to a large mirror against the wall and took in the breathtaking image of the Supreme Being. I was a godly male sprouting an enormous, muscular erection far out from my new six-pack abs. I could feel the infinite power throbbing in my enormous cock. I felt a wave of total arrogance as if its power was grabbing the whole fucking world by the back of the neck and pushing everyone, one by one, to their knees, just like Kaley.

Kaley was panting and babbling about my glory and power. Her praises just added to the intoxicating feeling of utter power I felt between my legs. I was euphoric and wanted to share it, "Kaley look at it," I said. She raised her eyes from the ground and was mesmerized by my enormous cock, her eyes shown with unconditional love and devotion.

"SO BIG.... SO POWERFUL.... I AM YOUR SLAVE, YOUR BITCH, YOUR WHORE...." She praised as drool formed at the corners of her wide open month. "Please my god, allow me to suck it? I will do anything for you."

"Yes, suck it Kaley." I ordered.

Her hands reached out to grab the shaft just behind my giant cockhead. Her hand struggling to stretch around my muscular cock shaft, as her lips pressed up against the spongy cock head. Her lips smeared themselves against my tip as her pink tongue licked out at the large piss slit. My new godly sex muscle was far too large for her to attempt to take it inside her dainty mouth, but Kaley seemed lost in attempting to fuck her entire face on the head of my cock. 

I stood there calmly enjoying the sensation as she spread salvia over the entire crown and then rubbed her lips, tongue and cheeks against my cock to simulate it, while she moaned and periodically said praising words about my cock's size, power or dominance. After a while, she crawled closer to reach the shaft and travel downward, sucking and licking the new chords of muscle that now supported my rock hard erection. As she worked over every inch, spreading shiny saliva toward my cock root, she never stopped thanking me for allowing her my GodCock to worship.

And, by the time her lips began to suck at my new big balls, the combination of Kaley praises, the feeling of unbelievable power running through my cock, and my now unbridled arrogance had me accepting Kaley's proclamations from below that sucking my cock was the greatest gift in the universe.

Indeed, I felt a great sense of masculine pride knowing that this beautiful woman was unconditionally mine, and I was caring for her beyond her dreams, even if all that required of me was to allow her to suck on my powerful cock. But there was something else; I could feel the tremendous power of my cock being diverted outwards. Looking downward at Kaley slobbering over my balls, I instinctively asked, "What are you doing?"


Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 02



Kaley stopped what she was doing and peeked out from around my tremendous cock. It was plain as day in her eyes, while there was complete submission, there was also a devious a gleam in her eyes. "Rule number one; never allow a slut access to your supreme power without first knowing what she is praying for." She flashed a wicked grin at me. She then bowed very low and proceeded to crawl away backwards on her knees. Upon backing to the far wall, she turned around, stood up and started walking out of the room.

I was about to ask her where she was going when suddenly the suite door buzzer rang. Kaley's head peeked back into the bed room, "Don't worry Master, it was just a little prayer, but it's all a part of your godly education." She said as she disappeared into the other room.

I was wondering what was going on as I heard her open the suite door. My first impression was that it sounded like room service. I could hear voices apologizing to Kaley. Crazily, I thought maybe it was possible for Kaley to summon room service by sucking my cock. 

Peeking her head into the bedroom, Kaley said. "Rule number two, you never have to feel ashamed of your nakedness. Promise me you will not attempt to cover up, do not even flinch when they come in. Just be quiet and watch." I nodded as I realized that she was going to bring room service into the bedroom to see my cock. My heart stopped as I heard the voices moving through the suite. What a crazy bitch, I thought as a man's voice said, "I am so sorry, I really don't know why we're here."

Kaley came back into the room, while looking back where she just entered, she waived to our visitors saying, "Come in, my god's power has brought you here."

My eyes widened in alarm as a man and a woman entered into the room, I immediately recognized them as dickhead and the hot brunette who came in front of me in the hotel lobby. But surprisingly, I kept my word and I did not move. In fact, I felt completely comfortable, displaying my perfect body and supremely empowered 18 inches of cock. The man and woman stood there in shock and started to shake.

With that same evil grin, Kaley knowingly turned to me and said, "Watch this." No sooner had she said those words than both guests knees buckled, and they dropped to a kneeling position. They literally groveled before me. 

Pointing to the man, Kaley said. "A natural mortal reaction to your divine male perfection, especially to your all powerful cock. Unfortunately for Murray here, a very successful wall street banker, he has been totally devastated by your absolute male superiority, this is a necessary casualty of your education. He is now totally emasculated, effeminate and useless; he is now worthless in life and his job, worthless to his family, and to his wife. Well, unless you tell him otherwise, but he still will have no independent assertiveness. By the way, this is not his wife, she's a stripper. We'll get to her in a minute." She said.

"Rule number three, you should never display yourself to a mortal man, their fragile egos cannot handle it. If you do so in the future then you must realize that you are inflicting a great punishment from which the man will never recover. If you should decide to sacrifice a man, you should do it only to aid your women in their worship of your maleness by contrasting your manhood to that of mortals." She continued lecturing.

Turning to the sexy groveling brunette, she continued. "This is Serinda. Like I said, she is a stripper or was a stripper until Murray made her his mistress. Serinda lives a very good life on Murray's money. Of course, Serinda still fucks around behind his back for pleasure and profit, but this is totally acceptable to a weak willed mortal like Murray. At the moment, Serinda is totally subjugated by your all powerful cock, unlike pathetic Murray, she cannot be made effeminate as she is already quite a hot female. Instead, your cock has liberated her femininity. She is now submissive, obedient and docile."

"As she struggles to gaze at your GodCock from her position of submission, she is realizing that you are the one and only true and supreme male. She knows that your cock is all powerful and that it promises to grant her more than her wildest dreams and desires. She feels profoundly worthless and inferior, but unlike Murray, she knows instinctually that if you give her permission to have sex with your cock, she will become far greater than anything she can imagine. Despite her helpless, submissive demeanor, do not be fooled. She is a cunning and ruthless bitch and, if given the chance, she will do anything necessary to get what she wants, which for her is your cock."

"Rule number four; do not underestimate the gross inequality of the relationship between you and women. You and your GodCock offer beautiful Serinda everything she could ever dream of. She on the other hand has little to offer except worship. Sex is a foregone conclusion, if you allow her permission to suck and fuck your cock. In other words, if you are going to reward your slut with GodCock make sure she earns it with good worship. Remember, worship equals manna and manna is the source of your power."

She walked up to the prostrate couple and said, "OK, I hope you are following, but don't worry, we will be going over this many times in the next couple of weeks." Turning her attention to Serinda, she knelt down beside her and gently stroked her hair. "This is your god, sweetie. Why don't you lift your head off the floor and tell him what you think of him." Serinda timidly turned her head to look at Kaley, to which Kaley smiled and nodded her head in approval. Slowly this erotic brunette raised herself up on her knees. Again, she stared at me in wonder and awe - unable to speak. 

Kaley pressed her body up against Serinda's and planted light kisses on her neck, as Serinda remained frozen staring at me slack jawed. I watched patiently as Kaley slowly reached around her and cupped one of Serinda's good sized breasts, and then she turned to also stare at me. It was a remarkable sight, two gorgeous women kneeling and looking up at me with wide eyed adoration, while slightly to their right Murray remained prostrate with his face plastered to the carpet quietly sobbing. 

Kaley encouragingly said, "Go ahead, Honey, tell him how you feel"

Kaley's words seemed to break Serinda's trance. "It so big, so unbelievably enormous. I mean it's so powerful, uhm.. strong, great, just.... just.... unbelievable. My pussy is so wet, it wants him. I want him. I'll do anything for him." Serinda said, as Kaley silenced her by placing a finger near her mouth. Kaley then looked at the defeated Murray. "You see, Murray, Serinda lied to you. Size does matter." She laughed cruelly. 

Turning her attention back to Serinda, she said, "I would like to see if our god would allow us to worship his powerful cock, but first I need you to help me with little Murray here." Serinda desperately told her she would do anything.

With that, Kaley got up and stood powerfully behind Murray. "You been a very... very bad boy, Murray, you have been coveting my master's possessions. Serinda please strip this little boy, and both of you stand up." Kaley said, and both Serinda and Murray complied.

Soon Murray was buck naked. Murray was a man in good shape for his age, but his penis and testicles had shriveled in submission and fear of my presence. "Well, well, here is the pathetic instrument of your crime" Kaley said as she reached out to the soft tiny appendage and held it with two fingers. "You attempted to pleasure this weak and powerless little thing on the gorgeous Serinda here."

"I'm sorry, I had no idea." Murray sobbed in humiliation.

"Oh, you will be sorry alright. Look at Serinda. She's fucking gorgeous, her eyes, her long legs, she's absolutely stunning. You're a pathetic weak child, how dare you touch that magnificent body." She berated poor Murray who stood there taking it. Gesturing over to Serinda to grab Murray's emasculated genitals, she cupping his entire shrunken penis and ball sack in one hand.

"Serinda do you wish to earn the favor of your god's all powerful cock?" Kaley asked.

"Yes... Yes... I will do anything to please him?" Serinda gushed sincerely.

"Very well, crush Murray's little testicles with your hand and destroy any last vestiges of his maleness." Kaley ordered to my horror. My own balls jumped in sympathy to the pending damage posed by these crazed ball busting bitches. 

"NO! NO! Don't do that" I spoke out for the first time since this spectacle had begun. Both women stopped, Serinda looking at me lovingly and Kaley looking slightly annoyed. "I got it, I understand." I said.

"No you don't. You have no idea yet." Kaley attempted to correct me. "Very well, as you command, master." Kaley studied the situation for a moment, and I was quite relived when Kaley instructed Serinda to release Murray's jewels. Quickly, Kaley repositioned Murray and Serinda about four inches apart. She forced Murray back onto his knees and had Serinda continue to stand above him. Murray stared up at his ex girlfriend in wonder as Kaley started lecturing again.

"You are quite lucky to be spared by the benevolence of our god." She scolded Murray like a little child "If it were up to us women, we would have gladly sacrificed your pathetic manhood for his glory." I could hear Murray gasp in relief. "So we are going to try this a little differently."

"Murray, you're an arrogant little prick. You hustled money from many people to line your own pocket and produced nothing but broken dreams and you stole the money from people you suckered. Because of your slick tongue and your big bank account, you thought you were special, important and entitled. Your poor trophy wife puts up with your bullshit, because she is afraid to lose the big house and fancy life style, as you smoothly go around picking up hot women as your personal playthings in exchange for an apartment or an expense account. And why, Murray, do you think you are entitled to do as you please with other people's money and lives?" Murray looked up at Kaley in wild eyed terror realizing that everything she said was true.

"Because, you think your money and selfish wit make you better than others. You think you are an alpha male claiming what is rightfully yours. But, you have seen our god, and you now realize that you could talk every man and women into giving you all their money, you could own all the cars, houses and valuables on earth, and you would still be worthless, weak, and powerless compared to our Master. Our Master is all powerful. He doesn't need to steal, lie, or cheat to be great. His GodCock exists, it hangs omnipotent between his legs, and it dominates the universe." Kaley preached, pointing at me.

"Now, Serinda here is a real woman. Look at her face, and her awesome body." Kaley explained as she moved around Serinda and cupped her breasts. "And these tits, they're huge and perfect." Kaley gentled squeezed the round orbs she was praising, causing Serinda to purr with delight. 

"Every man wants this... Wants her... She's special and exceptional. She deserves to have a chance at the best. She deserves a chance to belong to the best man, the most powerful real man. And now, you know there is only one man in creation to whom all other men, including yourself, are weak and nothing. Serinda and I, and all other gorgeous women, are your superiors, simply because we are privileged to belong to a supreme real man. Serinda deserves to be respected and obeyed by you and by all of the other inferior men." Kaley said.

"So here is the deal, pencil dick, from this moment forward not only will you continue paying for Serinda's apartment and lifestyle, but she owns your ass, you are her slave, and your sole purpose is to support and obey her so that she may in turn be able to devote all her time to the glory and worship of her god. Do you understand this, little boy?"

Murray nodded his head in agreement. Kaley moved her hand downward from Serinda's big breasts and sensually traced the amazing curves of her body. Reaching the bottom of the one piece dress, she slowly and very erotically hiked up the short hem to reveal Serinda's panty-less pussy. It was a work of art. Her pussy was bare, except for a brown landing strip and her smooth perfect tan was not interrupted by a tan line. With her standing above Murray on his knees, her pussy was only inches from his face. 

"OK, let's close the deal. Serinda, I want you to show worthless, Murray, what he is good for. Piss in his mouth." Kaley commanded. I stared transfixed at the spectacle, as Murray submissively opened his mouth, and Serinda did the dirty deed without hesitation. I was speechless.

Having finished debasing Murray, the girls came towards me and prostrated themselves before me, then they rose up on their knees. They lovingly stared at my pulsating organ of power as Kaley began to talk to Serinda again.

"Serinda, this is our Master and God. He is the Supreme Being and he is the ultimate real man. He is powerful and dominant, but compassionate, loving, and just. Through the infinite power of his GodCock all dreams are fulfilled, all needs are met. His generosity has no limit."

"This cock is more than an instrument of sex. It is a powerful muscle, a muscle that, when he flexes it, shakes the heavens and rules the universe. Our Master's purpose is to control, rule, and dominate the world, and he does that with this god muscle." Kaley said, as she pointed to my cock. 

"When we ask our Master to give us his GodCock, we are asking him to stop ruling the universe with his power and asking him to let us use his power for our personal selfish pleasure. By sucking him, our material wishes are granted. By fucking him, we experience divine orgasm, and by receiving his cum we become goddesses. Our Master knows that with his cock he can care for all of his women in ways no mortal man could remotely hope to archive. Serinda, would you show your appreciation for his enormous cock by accepting him as your personal God and Master?" 

"Yes, please. It is so enormous."

"Will you obey him and give him complete control over you?"

"Yes, his cock is so masterful.

"Will you honor him by giving him all of your exclusive love and devotion as your one and only man, and will you feel contempt for all others?"

"I belong to him, he's huge."

"Will you respect him by sharing him with all other beautiful women in recognition of his infinite masculinity, without jealousy?" 

"He deserves so much. His cock is so strong."

"Will you worship him and praise him for being powerful, strong, and dominant?

"Yes! Yes! All the time! His cock.... His cock is so incredible"

Kaley looked up at me and smirked. "So what do you think?"

"I think she thinks my cock is really big." I replied.

"Manhood, Godhood, Big Cock, it is all one and the same thing. The whole concept is the ring's doing. But that is not what I am asking you. I mean will you give us a little taste of your all powerful Cock?" She purred.

Hell yes, I thought. I had been standing here watching two hot women do all kinds of crazy shit for my cock, but I remembered fearfully rule number one or perhaps rule number two. I forgot which rule, the one that says that you don't let your bitches get their mouths on your meat without knowing what their devious minds are up to.

Looking down at my submissive sluts, I said. "Maybe, what do you want this time?"

Kaley looked up at me impressed. "You're a quick learner my Master. You have grasped a very important point, great power requires great responsibility. A mortal man rushes into the chance to have two beautiful women suck his cock, but you are starting to realizing the tremendous reward you are giving women by making your cock available to be sucked, and the tremendous danger in providing unchecked access to your powerful cock."

"So what's it going to be this time, castrating the doorman, or maybe a human sacrifice?" I worriedly asked.

Kaley sexily laughed while shaking her head no. "Master, you're almost seven feet tall, I think you could use a new wardrobe." She then dropped her eyes to my massive cock, fluttered her eyes, and licked her lips. With an unrestrained hunger approaching obsession, she continued, "Well maybe while Serinda and I are clothing you, we could get some new things too. Like some new dresses, shoes, sexy underwear, all very revealing and hot, of course, top quality custom made and very expensive."

"Oooh. That sounds nice, I would like that too." Serinda joined in.

"You want to go shopping?" I asked, confused. 

"No silly, we want to worship your cock with our mouths." Kaley chuckled.

Still lost, I responded with a question, "worship?" But, Kaley and Serinda ignored my question and treated it as a command. Instantly, the girls faces were pressed up against the fist sized head of my new eighteen inch cock. On both sides of the mighty cockhead, their tongues darted and their lips sucked with a frantic devotion.

As their tongues joined on top of my piss slit with a passionate kiss, I felt it. I could feel my cock's power surging outward on a new mission to fulfill my two beautiful cocksucker's wishes. Kaley dropped down and cranked her neck to attach her mouth to the sensitive area of the underside of my cock where the head meets the shaft. At the same time, Serinda sucked her way around the side of my shaft and began working the side. All the time, four hands explored my cock's powerful muscular development and attempted to pump its incredible thickness.

When Kaley's tongue stretched out to flick the underside of my cockhead, I could feel the powerful force that had emanated from my GodCock reach its target. The location of the target was vague, but nearby within the city. They were people, mortals. I could feel my cock's dominance easily bending them into submission. By the time, Serinda had slavishly travelled down my cock shaft to suckle on my enormous right nut, I could feel many mortals scurrying to obey the commands issued from between my legs.

I had a sudden realization. Kaley and Serinda were going shopping. By allowing them to worship and suck my powerful GodCock, I had effectively given them a credit card with unlimited credit and said here you go girls have a good time. And boy, were they having a good time sucking my cock. For Kaley and Serinda, my cock was immediate gratification of their desire. As I surveyed my women on their knees before me, a sense of pride washed over me.

These were my women. They were gorgeous, desired by men and envied by women, and I was the only man powerful enough to treat them like the beautiful women they were, to give them everything they could possibly desire instantly. I could cater to their every whim and desire, no matter how big or small, through my enormous cock muscle. What could any mortal man offer that would compare to the privilege of sucking on my all powerful cock?

I looked down at the gigantic cock sandwiched between my worshippers with a new appreciation for it. Looking at its vast length and thickness, I realized that there was room for several more women to take care of their needs. 

Yes, I would reward many beautiful women with my cock. "Stay" I said to them like I was speaking to a pet. I then placed my hands on Kaley and Serinda's head and gently pulled them off my cock so that I could move across the room and sit on a leather chair. 

Sitting down, my cock raised itself at a 45 degree angle and the fist size head rose up to my chest. Looking back across the room, the girls looked like two hungry panthers on their hands and knees staring directly at my enormous cock. "Come" I ordered and the girls sensually swayed across the room to kneel at my feet. Before they could pounce and continue their cock sucking frenzied feast, I gestured for them to wait.




Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 02



Feeling extremely confident and dominant, I said. "Slaves, I want to continue to bless you with my power, but I am a god and I expect to be worshipped. Show your gratitude by praising the power of my cock."

Both girls' eyes lit up. Four hands reached upward toward my cock shaft and their wet faces pressed into my cock. 

"So big, so strong, so powerful!" Serinda said licking and sucking my cock.

"You're a god, our god, so masculine, so dominant!" Kaley said, stretching up to kiss my Godhead.

Serinda moaned and spread her salvia on the underside of my shaft in smooth 10 inch strokes. "We are your humble submissive sluts. We are so grateful to suck on such infinitely masterful cock."

My cock head started bubbling pre cum again and Kaley started drinking it from the source. "All women bow down before your massive GodCock."

Each girl would take turns sucking and licking and then praising me and my cock. Over and over the cycle repeated as I sat on the leather chair like a king on his throne being worshipped. For nearly an hour, I comfortably sat being told I was a god. Occasionally, I would glance over to Murray in the corner of the room still prostrate in submission.

After a while the girls seemed to forget all the goodies that my cock was to deliver them and became absorbed in a world of cock sucking worship. Slowly their praises were replaced with begging to be fucked by my cock. I could sense that their desire for me to fuck them had consumed almost all of their rational thought. I was now treated to a chorus of "please fuck us, we need it so bad", amongst repeated chants of "your cock is so great". 

Nevertheless, I was enjoying this ego stroking attention which I was sure no other man had ever known, especially from two sexy women, and I was in no rush to stop. My giant cock and smooth balls literally shined with a mixture of salvia and pre cum making the already impressive cock look like a divine idol. The girls sensed my patient attitude and they gradually became more desperate.

Soon they started making promises of greater and greater submission, if I would only lower myself to allow them to experience the greatest of all gifts in their wet pussies. They promised to be good girls and always behave for me. They promised that they would never be demanding or bitchy and that my will was their law. As they continued to suck and stroke my monster cock, they pledged their minds, bodies, and souls in perfect submission to my all encompassing dominance.

Kaley finally made her move to up the ante. She stood up while Serinda still slavishly continued to suck on my cock. Kaley looked me straight in my eyes, dropped her demin shorts, and spread her legs to reveal her dripping wet, cleanly shaven snatch.

"Your property" She said referring to her pussy and then proceeded with a list of adjectives to describe it to me "humble, submissive, obedient, grateful, unworthy and inferior." From below, Serinda, still pumping with two hands, took her mouth away from my cock and then said referring to my cock "powerful, strong, dominant, superior, and worthy of worship and respect." Serinda moaned and sucked on my cock again for a few moments. "Arrogant, in control of everything, and does whatever he pleases." She said.

"Please master, you are a strong and generous god, reward all womankind with your glory and power by putting your all powerful GodCock in pussy." Kaley said.

"Fuck bitch, get on the bed now." I roared with lust.

Kaley ran across the room and jumped on the bed, lying on her back as she spread her legs wide. Looking down, Serinda's face was still mashed against the base of my balls. Reaching down, I grabbed her by her long brown hair and yanked her away from my sex. She groaned at the loss.

With supreme confidence, I purposely strutted across the bedroom to the erotic sight spread out on the bed. I was filled with so much lust and aggression at that moment; I hardly realized that Serinda was crawling behind me.

"Master! Master! Powerful God! Fuck Me! Dominate! Control! Master! Pussy Needs! Pussy Needs!" Kaley wailed. I now stood between her legs. Her cleanly shaven pussy was dilated and extremely wet, practically gushing. The power of my new cock had caused her to cum several times while she and Serinda were on their knees sucking and worshipping me. She was beyond ready to fuck a cock so big it defied reason.

I dropped my sex muscle down on her body and was amazed that it covered the length of her torso with the big head resting between her breasts. The contrast between Kaley's smooth white skin and my new polished bronzed tone was beautiful. As I contemplated fucking Kaley, Serinda arrived on her knees and began to suck my left nut. The sheer size of my cockhead and shaft was so great that the very idea of putting it inside Kaley was physically impossible. I hoped for her sake that the laws of physics did not apply to the Supreme Being fucking; otherwise I would surely kill her.

Kaley didn't seem to care. She kept up her nonstop rant of "lower yourself and give me the greatest cock in the universe." Without any further thought, I stepped back, recklessly knocking Serinda backwards. There was an intense atmosphere in the room, as Serinda sprung back to respectfully grab my cock so that she could feed into her sister slave. As she held the fist size head just outside the hot pussy lips of Kaley, the girls became even more feral. Serinda was frantically begging me to fuck Kaley, telling me how great I was and how much life altering pleasure I was going to give Kaley. Kaley for her part was screaming how humble and submissive her pussy was, while she bucked up and down attempting to get my godcock inside her.

Her pussy lips lightly touched my cock adding burning female wet heat to the saliva coated head. Just as I pressed forward, I glanced at Murray who was still on his knees in submission, but had raised his head slightly to bear witness in sheer awe to the act of penetration. I smiled a knowing smile at him.

Kaley's pussy stretched wider and wider to accommodate just the first inch of the tip. Her pussy instantly convulsed and started to orgasm and did not let up. Both Serinda and I were transfixed at the sight of the massive cock head remolding Kaley's pussy into my exclusive fuck hole. By the time the entire head was inside her and her pussy lips snapped closed around the beginning of my cock shaft Kaley was permanently rendered useless to all other men. 

With just my cockhead encased in her velvet walls, Kaley stopped moaning and started to praise me again. It was an amazing sight. Her pussy was plugged, stretched out in a giant "O" shape with about 15 inches of muscle bound cock shaft poised to enter her. My cock shaft being reverently held by Serinda with both hands as she submissively knelt before it. Kaley's vaginal lips were fully stretched open so that the little nub of her wet clit was exposed. It stood up right above the spot where my mighty cock entered her, and, as I slowly pushed forward, her pink clit was pulled forward by the vast mass of cock. 

As if her clit attempted to bow and prostrate itself to my godcock, it slowly lowered to kiss my enormous cock, and something amazing happened. Kaley became the first women to experience sexual nirvana. Her bliss was more than sexual release, she came and continued to come nonstop from the presence of my cock's power, her bliss was the totality of female existence. But I soon discovered that the apex of feminine meaning was just a small fraction of what my cock was capable of delivering. As I slipped the second, third, and forth inch of my all powerful cock into her, she seemed to experience a level of joy and satisfaction beyond what a mortal woman could ever hope to attain or be worthy of. 

With a little more than a third of my cock embedded into her, I met resistance. Her womb blocked my steady penetration. Kaley's eyes were locked on mine with pure devotion and gratitude, as her body heaved with divine pleasure. "Take me! Take me all! Own me! Deeper! Deeper!" She pleaded.

As my mighty cock head bumped against Kaley cervix, I had reached a place no mortal mind could image going further. While the human mind could contemplate the existance of magic cock rings, ancient gods, an 18 inch cocks, the thought of punching through into the womb itself was impossible, at least physically. And yet, Kaley screamed for me to provide her with deep penatration, and I had just so much more to provide her.

I realized that the mortal mind could conceive of virtual anything, and in time grow to accept the possiblities. We could image the vastness of the universe or the infinitely small world of the atom. But despite all this unlimited capacity to explore the unseen, there is only one thing that mortals can't comprehend – a womb fuck. However, I was not a mortal anymore, and I was about to discover that I could penetrate deep without piercing the objectionable boundary of mortal incomprehension. 

Deep inside Kaley at the entrance of her cervical opening something remarkable happened, a sub atomic portal appeared. A mini black hole if you will, which connects the four dimensions of the physical world to the realm of the mind and soul. Reacting to her desperate pleas of "deeper", I roared, "Yield Bitch" and the inter-dimensional portal parted and my cock continued its descent into her. Like my earlier penetration into her pussy, the portal slowly spread wider and stretched out around the incredible circumference of my godhead until they snapped in place behind the head. 

My all powerful cock had entered the mysterious place of the soul of a woman, a place that has escaped mortal man's reason and understanding since the beginning of time. Men have pondered the mysteries of women, such as: why they are never satisfied with their men or why women say one think and do another thing. Just like the idea of punching through the womb, these are the great questions that mortal men could never comprehend, but now as Kaley came face to face with the power and glory of her god, those questions were answered.

The great answer was women, especially beautiful women, were crazy and desperate, but such psychosis was not their fault. They just wanted a man strong enough to complete them as women, and mortal men were so far out of their league that they had gone mad from dissatisfaction. But that all changed the moment the Cock Ring of the Gods slipped onto my penis, I was the cure to curse that has plagued womankind.

With my all powerful cock stretching out her pussy and womanly soul, Kaley, a woman who walked the earth for thousands of years never knowing fulfillment or meaning, was now completely whole and satisfied. At that moment, this incredible blonde ceased being an independent person and became an extension of my cock, like a beautiful ornament to be worn as a testament to my male grandeur.

Effortlessly, wave after wave of rapture pulsed into her and washed over her entire being. I flexed my mighty sex muscle and watched in amazement as I lifted her entire body up and down. Serinda knelt transfixed at my display of raw sexual power.

"Worship your god's power" I roared at Serinda, and she lunged forward to start sucking the other half of the thick cock still outside of Kaley's pussy. I had one half of my cock being sucked by Kaley's pussy and another half being sucked by Serinda's mouth. I could feel their worship making my cock grow stronger, and then cycle back, to provide them with ever increasing pleasure. With ease, I slowly pulled back until my enormous cockhead was just embedded inside Kaley's stretched out hole. Serinda painstakingly cleaned the copious fluids deposited on my muscular shaft by Kaley's pussy.

Then without warning, I plunged forward traveling all the way inside Kaley's again. "Master – God" she proclaimed, as nirvana surged inside her. I no longer caring about anything, and I proceeded to piston back and forth in the pussy that I now owned absolutely. All the time, Kaley screamed out how powerful and dominant I was. I was inexhaustible and relentlessly pounding her defenseless pussy as my cock grew stronger and more powerful by the second. Finally, I pulled back again leaving a cavernous space inside her, ready to be filled with the pure liquid essence of her god directly from my godlike balls. 

"Give me, your final gift, Master." Kaley begged.

Amazingly, with my will alone, my massive cock swelled and pleasure surged through my 18 inch cock. A quart of liquid power immediately filled the cavern my cock had created during 30 minutes of fucking. Turning to looking at Serinda, I asked her if she wanted some of my gift. Her response was to submissively beg for it, and I obliged by pulling back and depositing 3 more powerful blasts in her mouth and covering her upper body.

Apparently, my new cum triggered a wave of orgasms in both of my girls that left them incoherent and nearly unconscious. Serinda struggled valiantly to clean my cock as I stood over her. However, whatever strange forces my cum possessed, it unleashed on them an uninterrupted wave of orgasmic pleasure so that she could barely continue. Deciding I wanted a shower, I left them to spasm in pleasure.

As I walked past Murray, I stopped and told him to look at me. He did as he was told. "Boy" I said. "Remember how truly small you are compared to my glory. My sluts are your goddesses. I expect you to respect them and obey them without question. Now, go and leave my sight." I dismissed him and continued to walk to the bathroom to contemplate the incredible experience I just had.



Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 03



Dear students,

I must apologize for my long absent from my continuation of my literary exposition of the Prussian Theory of sexual/psychological. In late 2010, I was awarded a field grant from the EU commission on the Sciences to conduct an exposition to the island of Timur to study the mating rituals of a remote tribe of aborigines. A fascinating culture that prizes the female breast as a sign of antediluvian social order in a matriarchal system with phallic overtures. Unfortunately, due to budgetary concerns our remote satellite uplink was not procured by the expedition team until mid 2012 and my internet access was nonexistent. To compound matter, my hard drive was corrupted by the environmental conditions of the monsoon season that last about 4 months flooding my camp. With my condolences, I wish to publish the third chapter in the ongoing literary saga and hope to continue it, in between working on my more scholarly thesis on the Muiwa tribe elder's tits. 

For the students of Prussian Theory, in this chapter we are introduced to the fundamental hierarch structure of a world following the dialectic condition of masculine sexuality uninhibited by physical restriction of reality. Much like a 2 foot penis that can penetrate a women, here the hero is told of a future were his penis shall extent to absolute control over an entire world. 

While I admit that this story is but mere fiction, the premise is based on years of scientific research, and I have received private corroboration from my colleagues at Braunschweig and Koblenz. Unfortunately, many distinguished professors have refrained from public comments due to fears of association with the notorious Nazi Scientist of the 1930's Krueger and his ground breaking theories into penis enlargement and world socialist domination. 

Finally, I must ask my readers to forgive for any grammatically errors due to my working condition here on the island, I find myself unable to procure a proof reader in English. I find myself at a great disadvantage as I am the most fluent in English among my associates at the Camp and my local guide, I call Paki is barely fluent in Portuguese and refers to my lap top as a "magic" window. 

And now, the story.......

Chapter 3 of Cock Ring of the Gods.

A Prelude to a New World Order

I decided to join the sleeping girls on the bed. Climbing on the king sized bed, the girls unconsciously untwined to create a space for my new muscular body to squeeze in between them. Having found a comfortable spot between the two gorgeous girls, I quickly feel sleep.

I woke from my slumber and found myself back in the dream like world I now inhabited. The same fantastically dream that started early today in the antique store, except that it was no dream. I had not woken up as the weak willed loser without a job, girlfriend or home. I guess technically Jane, my ex still dumped me, Cindy my boss still got me canned at my job, and my landlord still was evicting me, but none of that mattered anymore. Instead all I felt was power; the power that was radiating throughout my body with most of it centered in my cock. 

Before today, the term "power" would have had little meaning. If you asked me what power was yesterday, I would have defined it as what fuels a light bulb or a car, maybe an abstract notion of politics or relationship between people. You know, like your boss or the government has power over you. I don't think I could of understand what power was. In fact, I am sure that no person, except myself, can fathom the true depth of power, because they, like me yesterday, are powerless. 

As my eyes opened, I saw the undeniable truth that I was power incarnate. Rising up from my waist was a huge arm sized cock fully erect and towering nearly two feet. It was beyond mere size and grandeur, but radiated pure energy; not the energy of a wild force of nature like electricity, but a force that exerted control and authority over things. I felt awe as I stared at this massive column of muscle and remembered that Kaley and Serinda insisted on calling it a godhood. My cock was my godhood. I did not possess power, but instead I was the power.

Power was a part of me, it resided in my cock and body. I did not need to achieve wealth or recognition like mortals aspired too. Instead, my very existence made me superior and better than them. Looking at my godmuscle made me realize that the entire world was so small and existed to bend to my will. 

My cock's magnificence blinded me to the fact that it was surrounded by not two but three gorgeous women. Along with Kaley and Serinda kneeling on the bed staring at my giant erection was a new dark haired beauty. 

"Who are you?" I stammered as my eyes focused on the new Latin looking women dressed in black lingerie. 

"I am Roslyn, Master." She said it like it was perfectly natural and normal for her to be in my room salivating over my cock calling a stranger Master.

The new girl went on to speak, saying, "I have never seen anything as strong or powerful as it before. It makes me feel so alive, so feminine, so submissive and obedient. I want to worship it. You deserve to be worshipped."

I barely heard what this new hottie said let alone understood it, because I was so distracted by seeing three gorgeous women's faces inches from my arm like cock. "Uhm. What did you say?" I asked the new beauty.

"I just met Kaley a little while ago, and she told me about you. She told me you were incredible and she worshipped you as a god. She said you were powerful and strong, and that your power can fulfill my every need and desire beyond my dreams. She wanted me to see your power... to show me your truth. Roslyn answered.

"And what do you see?" Kaley asked as she leaned into Roselyn smiling at me.

"Godly power!" Roselyn gushed. "It is so magnificent" she continued staring awestruck at my cock. "It is just like Kaley said, it is raw power, so strong, so massive. I can feel it radiating everywhere. It is really true what Kaley said that the whole world bows to your Cock. Kaley tells me that I can have anything I want just by sucking on it, because it is so great." 

"A um," was all I could stupidly reply. 

Fortunately, Kaley was quick to jump in a save my new divine dignity. 

"Please forgive him, prior to his transformation into a god, our master was a tiny bit slow as a mortal, if you know what I mean, but yes, the power of his cock is so great that sucking on it can answer the prays of all beautiful women." Turning to me, Kaley continued, "Master shall we continue your godly education."

Again, I "um" and quickly followed with a not so Olympian response of "ah yeah sure."

Following Kaley's lead, I was taken back into the spacious living room and told to sit on a sofa chair. To my amazement, the moment I started to get up my mighty cock adjusted and went soft, flopping down with a thud against my new muscular thighs. The girls followed me inside and stood around in excitement and wonder, while Kaley positioned herself next to me. As Kaley started to talk, I immediately recognized that she was slipping back into that crazy lecturing tone.

Kaley had repeatedly demonstrate a near split personality that ranged from adoring sex slave, to wanton slut and to what I started thinking as of as the "mistress of the ring." I guess 10,000 years of sexual dissatisfaction had to fuck with the girl's mind. 

Anyhow, the mistress of the ring persona was serious and authoritative, both teacher and preacher. And I now knew that despite being a dominate and powerful male god, I was still a man, and as such, knew in my heart that when your number one woman wants to pontificate you smile, shut up, listen and say yes dear if asked a question.

As expected, Kaley started rambling on and on, and I patiently listen. But having an arm size cock filled with the power to make one the supreme being made the female droning far more tolerable than my prior experience with women, if not outright desirable. And unlike all my girlfriends before, Kaley did not lecture about herself or her day, or bitch about me. Instead, Kaley started to ramble about what was only thing that mattered to her, me and my godhood, which I figured I could live with. 

It is funny how things could change so much, but stay the same. I could remember less than six months ago having lunch with my ex girlfriend and her two friends in local coffee shop. Jane was complaining non-stop about my lack of ambition at work and recommending to her friends that women need to continually berate their men otherwise they will turn out to be a loser like me. Even now, Kaley's current rant sounded strikingly similar in logic to Jane's rant months earlier, even if it was in a kind of upside down.

Here I was naked in a king size bed of a luxury New Orleans' hotel suite surrounded by three of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, while Kaley, who proclaimed herself my high priestess, droned on about my male superiority, dominance, and unlimited masculinity, while Serinda and Roslyn were told that they needed to worship, praise and obey my every whim, otherwise I am going to give it up more worthy women who were more vocal and submissive. I most assuredly preferred Kaley's "otherwise" over Jane's any day.

I was still groggy and seeing my new godhood surrounding by three beautiful women desperate to taste my cock was pretty exhilarating. It was at that moment, I decided that despite all the wackiness of the last couple of hours, I was going to embrace what Kaley was preaching, I would be fucking crazy not to, or otherwise I was just crazy so I wouldn't know the difference. I was going to stop play the role of a god, and start being one. But what did the really mean?

Kaley clearly had a vision of what my godhood meant. She was defining it in terms of the relationship between me as a god and master, and Serinda, Roslyn, and herself, as priestess slaves. Kaley like to think big, and her explanation was nothing short of a new world order. The world was going to be ruled by my sexy priestesses. They were going to be the new elite, and they were going to be about 300,000 of them. While it sounded like another crazy number Kaley pulled out of her ass, she assured us that she arrived at it by some mathematical calculation in the ninth dimension. And she assured us the numbers didn't matter, but what was important was the priestesses were smoking hot, and in sufficient numbers to make a clear line between the "have nots" of mortal men and me, alpha male god.

You see, Kaley envisioned me to be more than just the master, god, and ruler of a harem of hot sluts, but I was expected to by the supreme cuckolder of mankind in the sense that all of the very best pussy would be exclusively mine. My women were to serve as the unattainable jack off material for the rest of mankind. 

But it was more than that, my priestesses would possessing total power to dominate and control both men and women. Their rule was meant to flaunt my masculinity by flaunting their power of humanity. Men were to be emasculate and humiliate by their feminine charms, and women were to envy them for they perfection. And while the world would bow and accept that anyone of my girls we're their better, the whole lot of them would make a point of groveling before me because I was the supreme real man. Their supernatural dominance of the world being earned with a single ejaculation of liquid power from my new balls that would last for months or years, depending on how deep I deposited it. 

I was here to create an army of "Bitch Queens" to rule the world in my name. My divine will to be imposed on the world by legions of sex goddesses, who sole value and purpose would come from living to be ordered and commanded by me. As farfetched and as dangerous sounding the idea of a world controlled by elite cadre of super sexy "Bitch Queens," Kaley assured us that the wisdom of the ring would promote a perfect world utopia. My Bitch Queens would impose humility on the world and rid the world of human self-pride which would end all the greed, war, and violence. For the first time, humanity will work together in unison with a single plan for the betterment of all of humanity because their Bitch Queens would order them to do it.

"But" I interrupted, there will be 300,000 women with the power to control everyone won't their be 300,000 personal agendas. It will be pure chaos." Kaley tisk-tisk me like a child interrupting an adult conversation at the dinner table, but proceeded to add that I was forgetting about my enormous cock, as if I was idiot. Kaley explained there is but one supreme cock and thus one will, my desires will be my women's sole purpose of existence. While lost to me at first, to Kaley this answer was a matter of simple science, to her, with all the power of the gods focused within one male sex organ would make any women exist to please the man who possessed it. Basically beside sucking and fucking my godhood, they would be addicted to being ordered around and told what to do. 

Testing my new powers, I ventured deep into their mind to try and discover what they expected from me as their god. As they stared in need at my cock, they viewed it as the alpha and omega of their existence. They were obsessed and consumed by its power. They were sampling its greatness, contemplating that through its power that their every dream, hope, and aspiration could be instantaneously fulfilled. 

There was something primal going on it theses girl's minds, I was the ultimate prize to them. And seeing the infinite power of my massive cock muscle, they understood there was no second prize to settle for. The combined value of all other men, women, money, fame, and status in the world was absolute nothing compared to the infinite glory of my cock's power.

Its massive size and the thick chords of muscles on it was an incredible visual symbol of its power. But they knew at a deeper level that the cock flesh they could see was only a small fraction of the supreme power it contained. It was the grandeur of thousands of deities who once roamed the cosmos searching for worshippers. An now, all that power and glory was in one place, within one cock, which was possessed by one man. Before me and my godhood, everything was weak and pathetic. While they lusted uncontrollably for what my godly power could do for them, it was in their expectations that I was all man that gave them hope that as beautiful women they might have a place beneath me sharing my cock.

They expected me to be strong and dominate, but generous and caring. I alone had the power to protect and provide for them in way that would exceed their wildest dreams, and because I was a real man they hoped I would wield my power to bring them a utopian state of feminine perfection to love them the way they were meant to be loved. They would have everything and know only joy with me, and as they stared at my 18 inch cock they saw that I had the means to do just that for not only them but an unlimited number of women. 

These girls felt a sense of privilege and exulted status. I could make them beyond special, because they hoped I cared enough to give them everything they wanted. There was no limit to what my massive cock could do for them, and this fact shook them to their feminine core. They wanted to forever remain in a state of blissful grace as divinely spoiled women begging to suck and fuck my huge cock. For them, they felt alive, extremely grateful, and most of all profoundly female to my supreme masculinity. And just as Kaley described there was a burning desire to submit and please me. They wanted the whole world to see me control them, master them, and prove that I was so far above any man that hot sexy women lived to take my orders. Giving them commands would mean I took notice of the them, that they were good enough for me to bother with them, and somehow they would be better than the next woman that I didn't take the time to order around. The power that the ring gave me was twisted. I could see they longed to be degraded by my commands and dominated completely. In knew that the power between my legs would drive them to humiliate themselves in an effort to worship and glorify my enormous cock and in doing so constantly making my cock stronger.

"Yeah sure you may join in worshipping my power. What are you girls seeking now?" I asked, now aware of the dangers of blindly rewarding my bitches with unlimited wish fulfillment.

"Master, we would like you to take us girls out tonight, and you need a little spending cash to spend on us." Kaley replied.

"Anything else?" I said cautiously. 

"Well, I have some plans to continue your education and some cash would be helpful, and if you think we deserve it, could you let Serinda know your absolute power from deep inside her womanly core." Kaley said.

"Very well, you may indulge yourselves on my power and fulfill your dreams." I said looking forward to a triple blow job has my cock instantly grew to inhuman proportions.

At first the girls just huddled around the giant cock staring at it with a sense of awe. I think that they were momentarily paralyzed by the sheer magnitude of me allowing them to suck on something so much greater than themselves, "Go ahead." I encouraged. "I am a generous god."

All three girls smiled and pressed their lips up against the fist sized god head. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to enjoy the sensation of three dainty feminine lips kiss my cock head at one time. Soon, the firm muscles of tiny tongues began to lap at the spongy head as four or five hands caressed the bulging muscles of my cock shaft. As they began to suck and lick, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude from them wash over me. 

Again, I could feel my incredible cock pulse outward and exerting its influence upon the world for the benefit of my sucking sluts. I opened my eyes to watch the now familiar feeling of my muscular cock flexing. My cock thickened and grew an additional 2 inches. It stood rigid as it pushed higher upward while the cock muscles on the shaft bulged with obscene power. There was a pleasurable strain as my godhood contracted to push whatever magical force from within its core outward toward the surface of its mighty flesh with my bitches frantically worshipping in encouragement of their joint wish. 

The apex of my cock's dominance was reached when this unknown force crossed the threshold of the surface of my enormous cock and radiated outward into space like a supernova. Similar to an orgasm my cock pulsed, and the room suddenly filled with the powerful presence of masculine dominance. With lightening speed it passed through my bitches, then through the walls, and on further to some unknown target to command submission to my girl's desires. 

As the discharge of dominance had pass through my worshipper's bodies, it had unequivocally announced that my godhood had answered their prays. A trio of three pussies simultaneously fired off in a continual orgasm. All three girls moaned in pleasure, their mouths opened in rapture, and they locked their eyes in wide eye wonder on my cock, as their perfect little pussies began to squirt a continual stream of girl juice bathing the hotel carpet.

The girl's supernatural orgasm continue for a few more seconds as my own high from the discharge of dominance subsided. As I regained control, I felt the heat of pussy juice bathing my feet and the smell of humbled pussy permeating the room. I could also feel the remnants of power and control still possessing my bitches. 

I took great pride in knowing that my cock had just effortless granted instant gratification to my girls. And the amazed look on the girls face was priceless, astonishment and reverent awe. It was the look of women who were owned by a man. My godhood has reaffirmed the relationship between us. I was a god, I as male, and they were my beautiful female possessions who exist for the sole purpose to worship and obey. While still hard, my discharge of dominance had relaxed me and made me contented but the godmuscle remained potent. But as the coherent thought returned to my sluts, I felt the tell tale signs of my cock becoming stronger. 




Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 03



The girls were starting to show their appreciation by worshipping my godhood with their thoughts, and I knew soon as they recovered further that worship would become verbal litany of praise and offers of female submission. As the girls began to attempt to express themselves, I could only marvel at the perfection of the Ring, the perfect symbiotic relationship between all beautiful women and me as the sole ultimate male. Worship is the food of the gods, and in the end the primary purpose of the ring was to get my divine essence worship. 

My new slave, Roselyn was first the first to speak up.

"It is true. It is all true. It is so fucking amazing." She said.

"Kaley. Serinda. Bitches." I addressed them. "Clean my balls and the rest of me"

The girls quickly started to verbally praise me and my enormous cock, and soon every inch of my cock and balls had been kissed and sucked upon. After a while, I pushed the girls aside, got off the bed, and stood up.

"Serinda, I shall answer your prays and fuck your little pussy. Kaley and Roselyn get down here on your knees and show some me some respect." I ordered.

Serinda rolled over on all fours on the edge of the bed and presented her prefect backside for penetration, while the other girls dropped to their knees and continued sucking my cock.

"Please Master; fuck your humble bitch with your all powerful and thoroughly worshipped and shared cock." Serinda begged.

"Feed her my power." I commanded Kaley and Roselyn. Both girls gripped my mighty cock with four hands and pressed it against the tiny shaved pussy of Serinda.

"Please... Please... Fuck your bitch..." Serinda begged.

"Slave, are your ready to receive the ultimate reward for your obedience and submission." I asked her, as I gently pushed against her opening.

"Yes! Yes! Anything for it! I am nothing compared to it! It owns me, controls me, rules over me." Serinda roared.

"Very well feel your god's power and generosity." I said as I pushed forward, making her tiny hole spread out. Instantly, her pussy achieved total satisfaction through a divine orgasm. I could feel the pressure created by the flood of her juices pressing against my invading cock as the lips spread wider and wider to encompass my godhead.

With the massive head sealed inside her, she was screaming, "You are my god" over and over. I pushed forward traveling the limits of her mortal pussy until I reached the walls of Serinda's womb. Roselyn and Kaley were frantically traveling up and down the foot of cock remaining outside of Serinda and crawling under me to suck my balls. I calmly remained imbedded in side her as I allowed the awesome energy of my cock to completely pleasure all three girls at once, while allowing myself to enjoy the simultaneous pleasures of pussy, hands and mouths. 

The theme of the praises was the same as earlier before, except it was amplified by the presence of three hot girls instead of two. Basically, they professed I was their god, and other men were weak and useless. My cock was all powerful and because it was so magnificent and strong, I was in a state of perpetual male dominance. All beautiful women lived entirely for my cock, because everything they could ever need or dream of was provided for by my cock, and they were profoundly submissive and obedient because of it.

I could feel my cock growing stronger. The girls worship and awe at the level of sexual satisfaction my cock could produce for them filled it with more power and energy. As all the energy focus on the head of my cock, I felt the most impossible of all impossible again. Deep at the entrance of Serinda's womb, there was the formation of a quantum singularity, a passage way from the realm of four dimensions to the ethereal realm of the soul. 

No longer encumbered by the simple minded limitations of the physics of a woman's womb, my enormous cock head surge forward through the incredibly tight inter-dimensional passage. Serinda let out a deep moan as she came face to face with the raw power of her god. I had entered her soul, the very realm were the essence of all she was resided. Without any physical protection, Serinda began to commune with the most dominate and powerful instrument in the universe.

All of Serinda's pride and self-worth were instantly crushed, dragged down and degraded to nothingness. Like Kaley before, my godly cock had destroyed her inner bitch and replaced with a hallow shell of feminine receptiveness and desire to please me. Serinda was in a state of pure delight and spiritual enlightenment. With the other girls worshipping the vast cock outside her inadequate pussy, I effortlessly release more sexual energy from the tip of my cock. Instantly, my slave was rewarded with pleasure beyond her dreams, as I stood motionless in conquest.

Content in my sexual dominance, I decided to enjoy myself by pistoning my big cock in and out of her. I drove my powerful cock from her pussy opening all the way deep into her submissive soul. The experience was so great for her that she was rendered unable to speak, but instead merely moaned and gasped, as I rapidly pumped back and forth. Finally, I decided to finish up by pulling completely out of her and stepping back.

"Down" I commanded Serinda pointing to her sisters kneeling before me. "I wish to grant my power for all my slaves to share." 

Despite her exhausted condition, Serinda quickly got off the bed and got down on her knees with Kaley and Roselyn. "Roselyn, you see what I done for Serinda. I will do the same for you if you worship and respect me as a real man." I said

"I love you. I adore you. I worship you, Master." Roselyn professed.

"Good. Kaley explain to Roselyn what I am about to bless you all with." I told Kaley.

Excitedly, Kaley went into a description how I was going to make her a living goddess. Roselyn seemed to accept Kaley's story without question and when Kaley was finished the girls began to beg for my orgasm. I watched them look upon my cock expectantly with their mouths open to receive another divine reward. Selecting Roselyn, I placed the fist sized head of my organ against her lips and said, "Drink my power. You selfish bitches." 

Immediately, my cock bucked powerfully and my balls delivered up about a cup of white liquid. Pleasure surged through my body as Roselyn mouth filled and her body received even more intense pleasure. She struggled to swallow and consume all I permitted her to have with some trouble. However, Kaley and Serinda were there to seal the gaps, sucking and drinking the excess cream. 

Looking down, I could see Roselyn's eyes roll back in her head as the others swapped place in front of my god head and drank from the source. With another three powerful pumps, three more cups was discharged from my godhead allowing Kaley and Serinda to get mouthfuls. The last blast I deposited on their bodies which now had formed a heap of hot female flesh at my feet.

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A few hours later, in Atlanta, Georgia at the corporate headquarters of National Capital Bank, Maxwell Horace sat in his extravagant office pondering having sex with high class escorts during his coming business trip to Hong Kong. As one of the companies 12 chairmen, he ordinarily was not required to conduct actual business, National Capital Bank, like the other companies he sat on the board for, had a team of well paid professional managers serving him and the other large shareholders. However, he liked the Chinese's hospitality and decided he needed a little vacation.

As he was contemplating the trip, his assistant, Medley, interrupted his train of thought. 

"Mr. Horace, I received an account transfer approval to the select client unit that I think you should review." Medley informed him.

"Why the hell are you wasting my time? If there is a high net worth account have one of the peon VP's handle it. I am busy and planning on leaving for the day." 

"But, Sir, it is a transfer from the Board's expense account to a minor account of someone named, Rod Mastiff." Medley explained. Maxwell felt himself shudder when he heard the name Rod Mastiff, however he had no idea who it was. Suddenly, his normal arrogant attitude to his underling shifted to a feeling of anxiety. Just the thought of someone transferring funds from the Board account without his knowledge sent rage and panic down his spine. 

The account was the real reason behind being a large shareholder of any corporation. A large portion of the company's annual expenditures and assets had been applied to this account each year to pay for the salaries of the Board member's bi annual meetings and other high end perks. While all legal, it insured that Horace and other Board members, lucky enough to own a large enough interest in the Bank, were amply rewarded for their ownership and not wasted on company officers and smaller shareholders. The Board Account was so important that it required a 2/3 Board approval to authorize a transaction under the company's bylaws.

Horace quickly demanded from his underling to tell him who would have the nerve to approve this transaction without his and the Board's approval. He was shocked when Medley informed him that he approved the transaction.

"What?! "How much?"

"Five Hundred Thousand, Sir."

There must be some mistake." Horace belched, but relieved that it was only spending cash to the Board.

"Yes, sir. I figured as much. I tried to correct it, because I know you didn't approve it. However, the Bank's system refuses to make the changes. I even had all of the IT working on it for all day. They joked that it is almost has if there was a higher power working here. There was less than $500 in the account prior to the transfer, and the account owner, Rod Mastiff, was a nobody on our account records until this afternoon.

When Horace heard the name of Rod Mastiff again, he had a feeling he hadn't felt in 15 years since his overbearing and powerful father had passed away. The great Maxwell Horace felt like a child. He felt an incredible sense of smallness and inadequacy, just like his old man made him feel, except this time it seemed far greater than any humiliation he felt under his father's rule. Horace tried to attempt to search him memory for the name but still came up blank. Who was this man? He thought and why did the name make him feel so emasculated and submissive?

"What would you like me to do? Sir." Medley said interrupting his thoughts.

Horace didn't respond. Instead, his mind engaged in struggle. He felt the will of a god crash down on him, commanding his obedience. Horace struggled with all his might against the compulsion, but as soon as he put up some resistance a surge of dominance smashed him down with a massive force.

Confused and total emasculated, Horace choked out; "cover the deficiency from my personal account. Transfer the money to Master's account."

"Mastiff's account." Medley corrected.

"Yes, Master's account." Horace bleated out.

"$500,000?" said Medley dumbfounded.

"Goddamn it. Just do it. Transfer it and let's forget this every happen. It is Master's money now. Now, get the fuck out of my office." He screamed out turning beet red. Medley immediately ran out and acknowledging his bosses wishes with a "Yes Sir."



Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 04



Dear class,

In this chapter, our hero begins the self introspection of reconciling the sexual fantasy of the pre diluvium adolescent male with the adult reality he finds himself in. Our hero Rod has met the primordial Lilith in the form of Kaley and she has reveal the secret knowledge of female desire for male power. She has held up the ring as the forbidden fruit and Rod, doubting and seduced, has bitten into it and has been transformed in something greater.

This is the psychological foundation of the Prussian Theory which we are exploring in this story. Thank you and now the class my proceed with the next chapter. 

Professor NoGratis

Cock Ring of the Gods: 

Chapter 4 - The Fruits of Power

After the amazing sexual experience with the girls, I moved across the room and spied on them sprawled out on the floor next to the love seat covered in my god jiz. Looking at their unprecedented beauty, I had a strange thought. Despite all the sexual pleasure provided to me by them, I felt a calm sense of entitlement. My new cock was vastly superior in terms of my own sexual gratification than my old mortal penis ever was. The orgasms were longer and far more explosive than before, and the slightest contact radiated pleasure equal to the best sexual experience I had as mortal. The damn monster must have been full of nerve endings to accompany its superhuman size.

But the important thing was not the intensity of my pleasure, but my satisfaction in giving them complete sexual gratification. In the past, there was always an unwritten rule with my girlfriends. Sex, regardless of how much they enjoyed it or not, was something they gave to me in exchange for my capitulation to their non sexual demands. But as I looked down on the three unconscious girls, I realized that my massive cock was payment in full in the game of sexual exchange and now I was owed a debt that could not be repaid. A sexual encounter with me was a one sided affair, the women were blown away with overwhelming gratification in every conceivable human desire. Whether it was sexual, physical, material, or emotional, all I needed to do was whip it out and let them indulge on it. 

How cunning the wisdom of the ring was merging sex and divinity. In ancient times, all mortals had prayed to the ancient deities to grant them favors. And now, I had an entire pantheon of divine favor stored up into my enormous cock to bless just a tiny segment of the human population. The effect was that just a handful of women who were gorgeous now had the privilege of seeking favor from one god with the power of thousands of deities that could grant any conceivable wish. Kaley, Serinda, and Roselyn, and if Kaley was to be believed, thousands of other sexy women, would come to learn that the one true path to fame, wealth, status, happiness, joy and fulfillment was on their knees begging to suck on my divine source of power. 

This was not just Kaley's psychobabble, I saw their recognition of this truth in their eyes. They were filled with wanton self indulgence, while they slobbered and pumped my cock muscle. I saw the selfish hedonistic rapture as they gorged themselves of spoiled pleasures only fit for the goddesses of some pagan pantheon. The pleasure that surged up and down my shaft was merely a consequence of a bunch of spoiled beautiful girls indulging in the ultimate self serving act. The pleasure I felt, and it was amazing pleasure, belonged solely to me. They did not give it to me. I owed them nothing for the amazing sensations that rippled up and down my cock. Extreme pleasure was my right. It was as if the girls were merely an extension of my godcock, their bodies, mouths and pussies were a necessary part of my enormous cock. It existed and it came with harem of sexy centerfolds and all of it was my property.

And I had gave my property far more than they could reciprocate with. I had just provided these three women more pleasure, satisfaction and instantaneous gratification in one hour than all other women combined since the beginning of time. What a strange and ridiculously arrogant thought, I mused. It appeared that not only had my god cock radically transformed my body, but my mind was opening up to accept its power as well. I was feeling a growing sense of arrogance and entitlement. As if my personality was changing to conform to the new reality that I had near infinite male power attached to me between my legs.

I looked down at my enormous muscle, and as hard as I tried to rationalize it, I could not help feel I was underestimating it. Now soft, but still enormous and thick, I could feel that it was stronger. The sex and worship was making me and my cock stronger, beyond and better than all mortal men combined. Intoxicated with a sense of power, I closed my eyes and dreamed.

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I must have been dreaming about my old fucked life when the ringing of my cell phone woke me up. Without bothering to open my eyes, I reached out and grabbed my phone and groggily answered with my standard "Hello, Mastiff"

"Hey buddy, how is it going?" Answered the voice on the other end, I immediately recognized the voice of my good friend, Charlie."

"Shit, Charlie, you know my life is fucked up. Cindy got my ass canned. Jane has left me and my landlord is about to kick me out of my apartment. I guess it going shitty."

"Yeah, you can kill yourself later when you get back. Right now you should be focusing on enjoying the time remaining in New Orleans. How is the VIP place that I set you up in?" Charlie chuckled.

I went to answer Charlie's question, but my mind seemed sluggish like I had not woken up yet. I tried to give him a description, but the words wouldn't come out, in fact, I really couldn't recall anything. Charlie lingered on my pause and when I didn't answer continued the conversation for me.

"I guess it is pretty sweet living the life as a corporate big shot" He said about the hotel accommodations he hooked me up with. I bet Ms. Cindy Michaels wouldn't be a bitch if she saw you now." He chuckled.

"Charlie, she hates me. She got me fired. If she saw me now, she would probably have us both arrested."

"Now. Now. Rod. We can all admit she is a bitch, but she is one hot bitch. I just heard, she got promoted to VP on the top floor of corporate. Nine months out of college, and she practically taking over. The corporate brass are practically fight over her giving her the keys to the company. No one dares stand up to her and most don't even want too. She got charisma or something, but make no mistake about it she got the power to do what she pleases to us." He said.

"Charlie, why are you torturing me with this."

"Rod, don't you see, she has power over us, but not you, you're not one of us anymore." 

" I am broke and I don't have a job. I need my job back. I need her to change her mind."

"Rod, listen to yourself whining like a pup. You don't need a job any more. And you sure, don't need to beg Cindy or anyone for anything. " Charlie reassured me.

"Charlie what the hell are you talking about? What do you think I need? I asked annoyed at his optimism in the face of my dismal situation.

"Worship!" He replied. 

There was a pause on the line then his voice was replaced with a sexy and strangely familiar female voice saying. "this is my master, if he deems you hot enough he might lower himself to allow you to worship him."

Suddenly, I recalled the events at the antique store, the hot blonde Kaley, and Serinda, the new brunette Roslyn, two feet of cock with massive muscular chords bulging around the shaft, and the power, unbridled and unlimited power. I opened my eyes and woke up again, this time for real. Before me, the three girls were kneeling before my flaccid cock, and Kaley was giving instruction how to use my cock by sucking on it. 

"Master, you're a god" Kaley said struggling from below to stare at my perfect body and all powerful cock. "Please... Please....Master" begged Serinda and Roselyn for more attention. Unfazed, I said, "No!, We have things to discuss first." I asserted trying to regain composure.

I gestured to the suite balcony, and the four of us walked outside. While I was still only wearing an open bathrobe with my arm of cock swinging between my knees, the girls had already cleaned up and were dressed in tight fitting one piece dresses with high heels. They looked so incredibly hot and sexy, I must have gawked, which Kaley noticed. "Get used to this my god," Kaley admonished, "your eyes are glorified by your bitches always presenting themselves in the best possible light to their master." 

I could hear the displeasure in her voice and knew that my gawking was inappropriate. Not that she didn't expect me to stare, clearly the girls sought my attention. Kaley was annoyed that I had shown my interest in them instead of taking them for granted. Coming to terms with what I knew Kaley expected of me, I decide to quickly correct my transgression. Instead of ogling what mortal men dreamed of, I forcefully commanded with an arrogant tone, "Bitches, show your obedience by turning around, bending over and presenting your humble pussies to your god."

The girls sighed, spun around, grabbed the balcony and slowly bent over. The short hem line of the dresses rising to expose three bare pussies, cleanly shaved and very wet. Each girls murmuring a breathless "thank you" as all of them came together in appreciate for their god's dominant attention. As their womanhoods filed with submissive wetness, I could feel moisture and heat from their pussies wash over the impressive muscles on my chest and enormous dangling cock. Even without Kaley's instruction, I understood the significance of their reaction to my commands, commanding them brought them pleasure. Even calling them Bitches or Slaves seemed to fill them with pride and self purpose. 

Their reactions no longer took me by surprise. There was an uncanny logic to the Ring that seemingly made everything I did with my women to be a profound pleasurable experience for them that affirmed their female purpose. Kaley had called this the paradox of the Ring. The ring made Kaley search for a real man having deep empathy for caring and loving his women, and I recognized that I was that man now. Since my father died at 8, protecting and caring for women had been an integral aspect of who I was. I had grown up with only my mom and three younger sisters under difficult situations. And while they always took it for granted, I also placed their well being before my own. I remember my father giving me the proverbial "you're the man of the family speech in the emergency room just before he died, and I assumed that role for the rest of my childhood and beyond. And even though, my mother maintain all the authority in the family growing up, I took my father's death bed directive to heart. I learned to empathize with women; I understood what they wanted, and took a sense of satisfaction in making sure they got it.

While the paradox of the Ring deemed me a real man for this characteristic, it insured by giving me so much power in my cock that women's happiness would be consumed by the Ring's prime directive, which was to worship and obey. These women loved the protective embrace of the loving side of my alpha maleness, but craved the hardness of it too. Their pleasure and happiness flowed from gaining my attention and pleasing me, and the harder they worked for it the more fulfilled they were. All they wanted was whatever I wanted, and for me to commanded them, was an affirmation of my love and appreciation of them. My orders were like orgasmic kisses of divine love, rocking their minds and bodies with joy, affirming how special they were to be considered worthy to receive the attention from a being so masculine and powerful. In fact it was the power that turned them on and make them constantly wet. The knowledge that they were the women of a single man to which all other men were inferior drove them to a state of frenzied submission.

In terms of the paradox of Ring, the more I dominated and degraded these beautiful women in mass, the more powerful I was perceived by them, and the more important and special they were to belong to man who could do this. Consequently, they craved humiliation at the hands of their god. I was for all intents and purposes the ultimate bad boy of warped female fantasies. A dark romance novel hero they could worship and could sweep them off their feet, and yet completely control and captivate their existence. My cock so powerful that they were instantly spoiled and rewarded with total female fulfillment and ultimate status. 

Looking at the three bare asses of my bitches, I realized that my greatest satisfaction was derived not from the pleasure I received but in pleasure I gave, and the Ring made sure I gave a lifetime's worth in a matter of seconds. But here lied the paradox of Ring, my cock was so powerful that my hedonistic self indulgence was a divine gift to my women. I fucked them and I was doing them a favor, they sucked my cock and I was rewarding them, I came and I bless them. For my part, I was required to do nothing more than give them permission to have my cock, and then sit back and watch them gorge themselves in total fulfillment. 

But giving them cock was not on my agenda at the moment, instead I wanted to learn a little about my girls. At my direction, the girls joined me on a table on the balcony, and I learned their story. Unlike Kaley, Serinda and Roselyn's story was not out of the twilight zone. In comparison their lives were quite ordinary for two extremely sexy young women. Serinda was stripper from Miami, and Roselyn a post graduate student from Texas. The only thing unusually was that they were now accepting me as their exclusive man, while placing no restriction on me in return. In fact, they derived great status by sharing me with as many women as possible. As we talked, I discovered another aspect of my new powers, images and bits of information began flooding my mind as they told me about their lives. I could recall images of relatives, friends, and places from their minds as if the memories were my own. 

Moreover, I could see their hopes and dreams, as well as their respective abilities and intelligence. Serinda wanted to be an model and an actress, while Roslyn aspired to be a high powered business woman. Serinda came from a wealthy Argentinean family, but Roslyn's family were dirt poor Mexican immigrants. Both were bright and ambitious and had relied heavily on their looks to pursue their careers. I was surprised to learn that their experience with me did not fundamental change their life goals. In fact, they realize that my godmuscle had opened doors to a world of possibilities for them that was unimaginable to them before.

Roslyn tried to explain this by telling me that my cock was the "ultimate means to all ends." 

And Kaley elaborated in her metaphysical way by explaining that "Giving permission to experience your cock is the ultimate form of love a woman can know. It is not merely a sexual act, but it is a transcendental act of divine grace. It is an act of an all powerful being share his infinite power with a lowly mortal. We feel so unworthy and inadequate sharing your godhood with our mouths and pussies, and yet feel so loved and blessed when you do. Your godcock is the ultimate expression of divine love." Kaley said.

"Yeah, I feel totally loved and very hot and horny, Master." Serinda said with pleading eyes. "I so want to give you total respect."

"Me too" Roslyn agreed, as the suite door bell chimed. 

"Let me get that, while you girls tell your owner what total respect means to you" Kaley said getting up to answer the door. I wondered want she was up to as she closed the curtains to the balcony to conceal our new arrival. 

"Total respect" Serinda distracted me, "I want to love you and serve your every desire." 

"Yeah, I love you so much, Master. I want you to have total control over me. I feel so alive when you order me to do things. You have no idea how good it feels when you order us around like hot bitches and we jump like little puppies for you. " Roslyn added.

From behind the curtain, Kaley was barking out orders to our new guests. I asked Roslyn to see who Kaley was talking too, and Roslyn got up and peeked though a crack in the patio curtain. "Workmen delivering boxes." she informed me. "Workmen?" I questioned and decided to inspect the situation for myself. Roslyn dutifully stepped aside as I peered though the gap in the blinds to see Kaley in the center of the room directing three workers bring in various boxes and racks of clothing. 

Kaley stood with her back to me in her short one piece red dress with her legs slightly spread and her arms wildly gesturing to the workers to place things here and there. The was a flurry of activity as the workers scurried with hand trucks and clothing racks moving them in place at Kaley's direction. "Faster boys!" Kaley would bark as the delivery men would jog out of the room to quickly return with more boxes and racks. For a good 20 minutes the boxes came and then Kaley had them arrange the items around the suite room to her satisfaction, more often than not rearranging the same boxes again and again. As I watched, so did Serinda and Roslyn, and like me, they seemed fascinated by the spectacle. But while my fascination caused me to feel an uncomfortable cringe in my guts, the girls seemed turned on by Kaley's outrageous behavior towards the men, and the men's total acceptance of Kaley's abuse.

Finally when everything was in place, the men lined up, like toy soldiers, and waited while Kaley moved around the room inspecting the positions of everything. The men could not help but openly gawking at her incredibly blonde body, as she did so. Once she was sure that everything was placed to her satisfaction, she causally strolled over to the line of men. I watched all three men involuntarily tremble before her as they cast their eyes to the ground in open submission. At the same time, Serinda and Roslyn decided to stop their voyeurism and sway over to me. Each girl pressing their hard bodies and firm breasts against my side, with their hands gently caressing my incredibly muscular chest. 

Inside, Kaley crossed her arms under her big breast and glanced back in my direction behind the balcony curtain. The little shrew knew I was watching, cause she gave me a big smile and sexily winked. Turning her attention back to the trembling men, she loudly said so I could hear, "I think you little boys deserve a big tip for your hard work. I am going to show you something very special as your reward." 

My heart skipped a beat and the men's eyes popped out of their heads, as Kaley lifted the hemline of her dress to expose her shaved pussy. Then in her most bitchy voice she demanded, "Grovel cunts before this Pussy and dream about placing your powerless little clits in it." All three men dropped into their knees in supplication and moaned as if she had literally kicked them in the balls, or alternatively, they came in their pants. And while the three men knelt in defeat and submission before Kaley, two more sexy and now powerful goddesses like Kaley fell to their knees and stared in rapt awe of their god's arm sized sex muscle.

"Now get the fuck out of here you pathetic sissy's before I crush your balls," Kaley yelled, as the three men ran out of the room in a frantic terror. Turning my attention away from inside the suite, I glanced down at Serinda and Roslyn flanking the massive monster hanging down to my knees. My new divine body was incredibly large and muscular but was very well proportioned, except for my godhood. While my body was lean and cut like the body of swimmer or gymnast, my god cock was grossly muscular and overdeveloped in comparison to my already large frame. Both girl's eyes were glued to the giant sex organ with awe and passion.




Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 04



Serinda broke the ice and spoke up first, "That was so hot the way Kaley handled them. She was so sexy, strong and all woman. And this cock muscle made her a real woman," as she leaned in a kissed my shaft with pure devotion, "it made us all real woman. Your gift of powerful cum has blessed us."

"Mio Dios, they knelt before her like humble servants. Just like Kaley, Serinda and I do before you and your supreme manhood. This divine cock, this massive male muscle of all consuming pleasure and power, has made us powerful goddesses just like Kaley said it would. Roslyn stammered and continued, "Made her so strong, made us all so strong. Master, you shared you awesome power with us. They knelt before her, just like... just like..." she stammered again, overwhelmed with the moment, "just like she kneels before you, like we all kneel before you." Roslyn leaned in to join Serinda placing devoted kiss along the 18 inch length of my god muscle." 

I placed my hands on my hips and stared downward to the two Latin beauties wantonly kissing my cock and squeezing the firm muscle that made up the shaft. Serinda paused and looked up at my face, "You are never going to kneel like those men did for anyone... You will never need to submit or compromise because you have this. You have all the power." And she lovingly kissed my enormous cock again.

"You're going to make us all kneel before you just like those men knelt before Kaley. All hot pussy is going to kneel and respect you." She added.

The whole experience was spell binding, and I could feel the tell tale tingle in my cock singling that the divine power of my godhood was growing from the men's humiliation and the girls' unadulterated appreciation of it. This cause me to speculate that the ring was able to optimize my cock's power vicariously by having mortal's worship my women. After all, Kaley claimed that my cum was pure power that had made her a living goddess. It would seem logical that mortal's would worship my goddesses in a manner similar to how my bitches would worshipped me. 

"Master, their place is on their knees before your bitches, knowing they are weak and nothing before us. But, my lord will never kneel before his bitches. This cock makes you a god." Serinda professed as both her and Roslyn began to start to lick my godhood.

A firmly grabbed them by the hair and pulled them way from my cock muscle. The girls whined in disappointment as I commanded "Enough, I want to see what this is all about." To which, I was greeted with "Yes, Master" from both girls as they gasped in pleasure from receiving a direct command from me.

Inside the suite was a fortune in dress, shoes, clothing and women's accessories in dozen of boxes and racks. The place looked like the back room of a high end department store. The girls rushed forward to where Kaley was opening one of the boxes, when Serinda squealed "They are Weismans!" The girls marveled as Kaley pulled out a strapless red high heel shoe encrusted with large rubies. As I stared at the stunning women's shoe, I was drawn in to what I can only describe as a vision. With sudden clarity, I knew what a Weisman was, or who Weisman was, too be more exact.

Stewart Weisman was a famous shoe designer for the rich and famous. A Weisman original could sell anywhere between 20 to 100 thousand a pair, and the 12 pairs contained in the box in my hotel suite where what old Stew considered his finest creations. I could see a vision from several hours ago of Stew huddled over his workbench table holding the red shoe in his delicate hands inlaying flawless rubies the size of quarters. Stew was visibly shaken and sweating as he worked. He was totally perplexed by his behavior and what he was feeling. One minute he was sipping coffee reading his paper, and the next he was franticly working to create 12 pairs of the most expensive and best shoes he ever made.

He thought he was going mad, at the moment, but never in his life had he felt so compelled to do something as making these shoes. All his fame and success seemed meaningless to what he had to accomplish now. He could feel it all around him. A powerful presence, mighty and dominant commanding his service. His work place was filed with a powerful fathom odor that bent his will to a singular purpose in his life. My divine dominance only slightly hinted at by the subtle musky scent of my cock in the air. It made him emasculated and inconsequential and yet surrendering to this godlike force filled him with satisfaction and purpose. 

My mind zoomed out and I could see hundreds of craftsmen, delivery people, and various middlemen scurrying like Stew. All of them compelled by my power to work on the design and manufacturing of hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of specialized goods for my women without the slightest understanding of why, other than knowing that there effort were in effect the most important thing in there otherwise meaningless lives. Amazingly, the entire operation was carried out flawless within 6 hours without any centralized planning. Returning to the present, I looked at my 3 beautiful bitches as they excitedly opened boxes containing treasures. 

Their joy and excitement was childlike and overwhelming. In the back of everyone's mind was that making my god muscle flex for their selfish indulgences, had not only met their earlier expectations but surpassed it by many folds. I was happy to see their satisfaction and I was filed with self pride at my power, but I felt a gnarring feeling of being cheated by them. It was not merely the beauty and value of the items it had given them, but the sheer magnitude of dominant force that had been unleashed for their idol pleasure. I had seen in my mind the hundreds that were commanded to serve them. The sheer magnitude of the display of power resulting from sucking on my cock muscle was unimaginable. 

On one hand, it pleased me to see them happy and knowing I had took care of their wants far better than any mortal man could, but on the other, I felt cheated and profoundly under appreciated. The simple reality was that my cock's power was so awesome that there was no way that 3 beautiful women could adequately reciprocate for what it could do for them. A disturbing truth set in my mind. My cock was so powerful, I could never justifiably be appreciated. Even if Kaley prediction was true that 300,000 gorgeous women would soon give their minds, bodies, and souls to me on their knees in supplication, my godhood would always deserve more and better. The power of the ring had ramped up my desire to receive my due as a real man, but cruelly, made me so powerful, I knew I could never be fulfilled. 

"Look, my lord" Kaley interrupted my thoughts. "New clothes for a our new god." She pointed to a rack of men's clothing. "You have answered all our prays" She said, as I remembered Kaley asking for some things for myself. Like the women's sexy clothing, my new wardrobe was custom fitted to my new massive body. Again as impossible as it seemed, every article of clothing appear to be perfectly tailored, including what appeared to be my new underwear. A perfect design for a godlike 18 inch flaccid cock. The creative underwear makers is Kansas, my mind knew, made a product unlike anything else. A tight fitting fabric that hugged my butt and thighs, with a special lose fitting cotton pouch for my king size ball and a opened ended elastic tube for my cock muscle. The design allowed my cock head to be exposed when soft making the colorful underwear, embodied with the word "glory" in gold thread, look like foreskin that was peeling back during my mighty erection.

It was simply ridiculous, but the girls ooh and aah over it and were dying to dress me up. Kaley announced we had plans for the evening and asked the girls to pick out some clothes for me. "What's plans do we have?" I ask incredulously as Serinda and Roslyn scurried to make a clothing selection for me.

"My lord, I have had 6 years to prepare for your arrival. I have foretold others of your arrival and there are all ready many beautiful women wanting for you to rule them." Kaley smiled.

"How, we just met this morning?"

Oh, my sweet king, I am the keeper of the ring. It drew me here several years ago from Paris filing me with the knowledge that soon a real man worthy of absolute power would come here. For six years, I have been making arrangements so that when my god became flesh, he could assume his rightful place as the Cuckold of Mankind." She sing songed.

Dubious, I inquired about her arrangements.

Apparently, Kaley had acquired a strip club about 4 years ago called "Ramses' Harem" with a sleazy Arab guy named, Mo Hassan. The club was a top end establishment sporting some of the best dancer in the south. Among the bevy of beauties, 8 of the girls were perfect enough to be considered my "Chosen," and she had been enlightened them to my pending arrival and the infinite rewards that would be theirs under me. Like everything Kaley does, her planning for my arrival was shrouded in mysticism and symbolism. Kaley was building a religion for 4 years, and now that my ascension had occurred there was already rituals and dogma in place. 

In the Universe envisioned by Kaley, I was called by her little group of would be priestesses Ramses the Supreme Male. The magic number of eight chosen female formed the mystic unit called a Octirue, which represented the minimum number of females needed to engage in the ritual of "Unlimited Fulfillment" or the "Blessing of Divine Power." Eight Octirues or 64 chosen formed a "Petit Temple" and Eight Octirues or 4096 women formed a "Grand Temple." 

When I asked her the significance of the number eight, she was aghast at my ignorance. As every ten thousand year old school girl knows if you take the 4 "e" otherwise known as the four eternal divine blessings of "extravagance, enlightenment, ecstasy, and empowerment, and you divide that number by a divine cubic, you get 8. Much to Kaley's annoyance, I was completely ignorant of the primary importance of 8. Worst yet to Kaley was that I failed to recognize that a divine cubic was approximately 24 inches long, which was the length of my new godhood erect. But beside the cosmic significant of the number of eight and the size of a divine cubic, Kaley informed me of some more down to earth arrangements involving tonight's activities.

We had dinner reservations for 4 in a private room at an upscale restaurant called Maurice's in the quarter, followed by what she called, "my grand revelation" to my first Octirue at my newly discovered namesake, Ramses Harem. When I asked her who would be paying for our little get together tonight, she said down in front of my lap top and accessed my online banking account. How she got my code information is but another mystery of the ring and its keeper. But, I was floored when my account posted I had $500,136.36 dollars. Kaley was quick to remind me that she and Serinda prayed to my power earlier for a little spending cash. A little spending cash I thought. This is amazing, as I started to analyze the significance of the power I truly possessed.

Between the mass control of hundreds of individual and now instantaneous wealth, I realize that I could not view my cock in purely sexual terms. My cock was first and foremost power, unbridled and unlimited. An instrument of absolute wish fulfillment to women and equally posing a potential for pure chaos and abuse if I failed to completely dominant my bitches to my will. I had to think with my big head and not my little head. I couldn't get wrapped up in seeking sexual pleasure.

Kaley's wisdom was right, I did not have to seek pleasure though. The ring had made my pleasure the ultimate means to all ends for women, as Serinda said. And yet looking at hot girls running around my suite room, I could not deny I wanted them for sex and much more. Kaley had explain that I was a real man, and it was in my basic nature to give women joy and happiness. Real men take care of their women, she had said. But she stressed that with all the powers of the gods in my cock, I needed to embrace an indifferent attitude to sex. I need to accept my pleasure as my divine right, a mere aspect of how powerful I was. I would control my cock's awesome power by deciding which woman earned it by humility and glorification of me as a real man. 

Turning our attention back to Roslyn and Serinda, the girls had picked out an outfit for me to wear this evening. Before I has a chance to see what they had, Kaley gestured Serinda and Roslyn and all three of the fell to their hands and knees before me. Kaley boldly announced the three girls desires when she said, "You are so great, powerful and dominant, please order your lowly bitches the honor of placing these clothes on your physical perfection." I guess I was quickly learning the pattern that the ring has established, cause I was starting to understand these gestures. Theses theatrics were designed to encourage me to take the time to open my mouth and command them. The more condescending the tone of command, the more emotional and sexual satisfaction they would receive. 

To test my hypothesis, I decided to address them as "worthless bitches" too see if I could maximize their pleasure. As I issued forth my command, I watched the effect of my words wash pleasure thru the three of them. The intense experience filled them with adoration, and they quickly jumped to follow my command to dress me. I stood adjusting my feet as they slipped on a pair of my new black underwear while they continually thanked me for allowing them to serve me. From the dressing mirror in the corner, I saw what they picked out for me to wear: black jeans, black boots, black tee shirt, and black belt with a big silver buckle. 

At seven feet tall and ripped with muscle, I looked like a bad ass in black. With my giant cock comfortably concealed in a my custom made jeans, I was ready for the public. Feeling good and ready to kick ass, I looked down at my girls, and said, "Let's get this party started. Kaley lead the way."



Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 05



Dear Students:

As we reach another chapter in the study of the evolution of the Prussian Theory of Dialecticism of the Sexual Adolescent, we reach the point where youthful fantasy reverberates into the real world.   The question presented is if the primal adolescent fantasy could exist, how would it really work, out there amongst the world?  

Ya, Ya, I know there would be a lot of sex for the blessed individual.  But how would one exist being all male, all powerful, all the time?  How would the world treat such an individual who is infinitely better than them and how would this individual react?  Would he be corrupted absolutely or would he become just?

This chapter Rod takes a stroll, has some supper, and sees the sites.  All normal things but he is far from normal now.  Let's see what happens?

Professor NoGratis

PS.  While there is a strong sexual theme in this chapter, there is no actual sex.  Many readers have complained about the lack of the bump and grind.  My answer is that this is an important scholarly exposé, and porn literature second.  However to those who are more focused below the belt than above, you will be glad to know that the next chapter shall involve sexual activity of an epic nature, involving  11 stunning women, 1 male, and of course, one all powerful god with a two foot cock.

Cock Ring of the Gods Ch.5
A God Walks Among Us

Feeling good and ready to kick ass, I looked down at my girls, and said, "Let's get this party started.  Kaley lead the way." 

"Wait one more thing" Kaley said, reaching into one of the boxes, she pulled out a pair of sun glasses for me and three black chokers with the word "Ramses" print on it for the girls.  With our accessories on, we stepped out of the hotel suite and ventured out into the world.  Royal street was sparely populated this early evening, as the mid-summer dusk was just setting in.  This was my first experience as a god in the outside world, and I realized that I could never take anything for granted.  Even the ordinary act of walking three blocks to Kaley's restaurant was an extraordinary experience.

For starters, the four of us were extraordinary looking, truly a sight to behold.  Three of the most beautiful women in the world dress in small tight clubbing outfits walk alongside one seven foot talk man dressed like the fucking terminator with massive muscles that put Arnold to shame.  Like I said, there weren't many people out, but the reaction we got was astonishing.  As we moved down the street to the next block people stopped and stared at us, their mouths gapping, spellbound by our presence.  I watched a woman walking her dog across the street stop abruptly and start to literally drool looking at me.  My bitches seemed to have a similar affect on males, however I observed that after the initial moment of lustful gaze, they would become overwhelmed in my presence and submissively look at their feet until we passed.  The girls, however, hardly noticed their effect on bystanders.  Their attention was focused squarely on me.

With Serinda and Kaley flanking me on both arms, and Roslyn hugging Kaley to my right, the girls were busy chatting among themselves and openly flirting with me.  Their open display of affection was blatant, and like everything else so far with my girls, it was designed to have a dramatic impact on my psyche, as well as, any onlookers.  I was well aware of the contrast their behavior had on my environment as I noticed a pattern.  Nearby males would gawk with hunger at the girls then quickly fall into submission in my presence, all the while the three girls would be struggling to caress me and loudly speaking about me, referring to me as their master and lord.  All of this causing power surges to run through me, as I could feel the male's envy and total submission towards me.

Since my transformation early today, I could feel the emotions of others, like slight vibrations in the air, which  centered in my cock.  The girls were giving off theses nonstop emotional vibrations all day, which would strike my cock as a form of sexual arousal but slightly different.   I reasoned that theses emotions were the primary source of my energy, and my godcock was in effect a massive battery to store it.  The girls were not my only source of energy, I received a power surge indirectly from the workmen in the hotel suite, and now as I walked down the street, everyone we passed seemed to be feeding me more energy. 

As well as the slight buzzing feeling in my god muscle,  I could taste theses emotions as well.  I noticed the taste of strangers were different than my bitches.  I say taste because my mind seemed to associate certain emotions with flavors, which was another strange aspect of my transformation.  Everyone gave off a tangy tart taste.  The tart taste was the most powerful emotion and caused the strongest vibration in my cock.  I began to associate this tangy tart with the feelings of awe and submission.   All day the girls had tasted like tangy sweet pussy just cleaned out of the shower.  Up until I got on the street, I just thought it was the smell their excited pussies in the air.  But now,  I realized everyone was giving it off, albeit the strangers tasted more like sweet tarts than tangy pussy.  

There were other flavors of emotions I could taste as well.  The girls feeling of blind love and devotion to me tasted slightly sweet with a hint of vanilla, and cause warmth to spread up and down my cock shaft.  Plus, there was a new one I discovered walking past males, envy, which tasted bitter and caused my cock to slightly twitch with anger.  Mind you that none of these sensations were overwhelming, but I had been continually experiencing them since my transformation.  My new divine senses enabled me not only to know what others were feeling intuitively, I already learned I could consciously enter into a person mind for a full scan, but tuned me into the emotional worship that was need to empower by godhood.  I concluded my divine cock required everyone to feel awe and inferior to me, in addition,  females were to feel unconditional love and lust, and mortal males envy.   

As we approached the restaurant, Maurice, I could see a line around the block.  Kaley was murmuring to us that this place was the best and very popular amongst well to do locals and tourist alike.  Kaley explained that she made arrangement to enter a private entrance around the corner of the building so as not to disturb the patrons with my godlike presence.   Of course, the mortals on line were not so lucky as we passed all of them in stunned silence.  At least a dozen men casted their eyes down as their female companions stared at me with uncontained lustful awe.   The line extended towards the back entrance that Kaley was leading us to, placing me and my entourage in close proximity to an attractive couple with the misfortune of being the last on line.

As Kaley knocked on the back door, the couple's husband openly oogled Serinda and was unaware that his wife had shoved her tits out towards me and started playing with her air in a flirtation manner all the while staring at my ass and back.    I could feel and taste of the woman's open adoration, but the male was so struck with Serinda's eroticism that he was totally oblivious to his wife or my presence.  At that moment, I felt  annoy by him and turned to face them.  In doing so, he felt my displeasure and I felt his submissive terror. 

Staring down at him I said, "Boy, your eyes are taking liberties with my property."

The man looked at his feet, meekly replying "Yes, Sir."

That would have been the end of it, but both his wife and Serinda were smiling into my face with lustful joy.  I hardly noticed them, however at the same time both women noticed who I was talking too, and each turned to look at the emasculated male I just chastised.  I watched both women's face turned from smiles to frowns, as the wife angrily said to her husband, "Harry, you were just raping her with your eyes, you asshole."

"How dare you, you worthless piece of shit"  Serinda spoke with daggers.

The humbled male merely stammered "I am sorry.  I didn't know."

"Not good enough, Kneel before me."  Serinda commanded.  The male instantly complied with Serinda commands, and lowered himself to the pavement.  Everyone in line in front of us, about  20 people, did not dare look back, instead they all but ignored the strange spectacle behind them.   I calmly watched the wife's eyes go wide with astonishment.  She turned to her husband, Harry, and with baffled expression asking, "what are you doing?"  Harry didn't reply, he just knelt there with his head bent downward between Serinda's legs.  I could taste the wife's fear, it was acidy, but I did not have an empowering effect.  Her previous sexual awe of me was gone, and her entire focus was on her husband and Serinda.

Still befuddled, she looked at Serinda for a moment speechless, then uttered one word, "How?"  I don't know if the blonde wife was really speaking to Serinda or just trying to make sense of the unexplainable, but Serinda took her eyes off Harry and looked directly at the wife and said, "My god shared a tiny fraction of his awesome power with me."

"God?" was all the confused wife could say.  The whole thing struck me kind of amusing, as Roslyn interrupted me tugging at my side.  "Please Master, discipline them with your glory" she said.  I merely raised one of my eyebrows in question, and Roslyn quickly answered, "Command us to kneel before you."   

In response, I raised my other eyebrow, looked directly at the wife, and with a bold deep voice that all could hear, I commanded "Grovel Bitches." The wife's eyes went wide, as she watched the woman that put her husband to her knees spin around and prostrate herself with another stunning women.  Serinda and Rosyln lowering themselves all the way to kiss my boots, then rose up to kneel by my side.  "I am their god." I pronounced to the shocked wife.  I watched her confused face turn to awe, as Serinda and Rosyln's delicate hands reached out to the rights side of my jeans and pulled the fabric back tightly to reveal the outline on my godhood traveling down to my right knee.

"This is the power I bless her with, the power that brought your husband to his knees, the power that puts all males to shame, before me there are no other men."  I babbled, going with the ego stroke the situation provided.  The taste of tangy pussy and sweet tarts spiked as the wife began to cum uncontrollably in her dress before me.  

Kaley returned from inside the back door yelling "What the hell are you doing?"

"Disciplining this mortal male."  I said, not even knowing where the words were coming from.

"You shouldn't have.  Never mind, our room is ready." She grabbed Roslyn and pulled her to her feet.

But as Kaley turned to lead us inside, the wife reached out and grabbed her.  "Please, I will do anything for him."   Kaley stopped and looked the women over like she was inspecting her. 

"No, he only reveals his full glory to the crème of the crop, you are not woman enough for him. Let's go."  Kaley spoke all business like.

 "But... but" she stammered and then started crying.  It wasn't to that moment, I realized the husband was also whimpering, choking on his own tears of inferiority.  What have I done, I thought, thinking how I just destroyed this couple's life in an instant.  

"Wait"  I commanded Kaley as I gingerly approached the wife.  She stared at me with hope, "Please take me with them" she whispered to me.   "I am sorry my bitch is right, you are not an alpha female who I could directly bless." My words completely crushed her, and I felt a jab of guilty at what I had did to both of them for little reason.

"But I am a loving god, and my punishment of your husband was too severe."  I said knowing full well that the revelation of the size and power of my cock had forever emasculated poor Harry."

"I don't care about him, he is nothing." the enlighten wife said.  "I only want you, I want to worship you, be your slave, take your orders like your other women." She pleaded.

"No, that is wrong, whore"  feeling anger at her for my own lapse of judgment.  "You want me to be your god! you undeserving cunt.  Too know what a real man is, to belong to me and the one all powerful cock that fucks, masters and dominates all the beautiful bitches on the Earth." My voice rose in anger.

"Yes, master.  Please,  I worship you." She said expectantly.

"Jessica, do you give your entire feminine existence, your entire mind, body, soul, and pussy to me as my worshipper, property, and slave, to serve me a supreme male and god?"  I forcefully asked.

"Yes master.  I do!"  she shouted out.

"Then know the true power of your god." I said, reaching out I grabbed her hand and pulled it to my cock muscle.  Her tiny and insignificant hand grasped the massive muscle in my jeans, and her mind and body went white with physical pleasure.  He eyes rolling in their sockets as her pussy squirted steady streams of juice down her legs.

"Tell your worthless, inferior husband what I have rewarded you to feel."  I commanded. 

My godhood had placed Jessica in between the mundane world of mortals and a higher plane of existence were my divine essence resides.  Jessica experienced the great revelation of my cock's power, as she spoke out into the mundane world were her husband submissively knelt below us.   "Harry, his cock is true power, he is so powerful.  He is a god. I can see beautiful women, not just the ones who kneel before him now, but all beautiful women, every single one of them, worshipping his cock, praying to it, degrading themselves for it.  They all live for it.  The only thing they want is to praise him and be dominated by him."  She babble in her orgasm.

I grabbed her hand away from my godmuscle and sternly looked into her grateful eyes.  "I have blessed you and now you know my infinite love for my slaves.   Now, I have the need to command you."

"Please master, I need you to order me.  I exist for your whim."  She pledged.

"See, this weak inferior male on his knees before me.  He has been permanently emasculated by the truth you held in your hand.  Your purpose in life is to care for him, love him like a mother loves a small child that he is."  I commanded.  She came again been told what to do.

"Yes my lord, when will I see you again?"  She said.

"Never, you are not woman enough for me."  I replied honestly and turned to walk into the restaurant with Kaley and my other girls.

From there we were ushered in a large private room on the second floor.  The room was spacious and tastefully decorated with an antique feel.  Kaley must have worked on the presentation, because a large chair was situated at the head of the table.  It was larger and more ornate than the other three chairs, and it was clearly intended as my seat.  As I was sat down on this throne like chair, the girls stood waiting.

"Sit down!"  I barked in annoyance, and the girls shivered in satisfaction to my order and jumped to find a place at the table.  With Kaley next to me on my right, she said, "You shouldn't have done that to those mortals, but I am very proud of how you handled yourself."

"You're a crazy bitch."  I said aghast at her admonishment.   "You were the one who wanted to crush Serinda's boyfriend balls in the apartment early." I reminded her.

"Serinda's sissy male was arrogant and had done bad things to people, he was an affront to your male greatness.  He committed hubris.  Harry was an alright guy."  She corrected.

"I sensed that, and I felt regret for my actions.  That is why I command the wife to care for him."  I pointed out.

"I know this. You acted justly and for this master, I am proud.  But you are too masculine, too powerful, and too strong, to reveal yourself like that.  Revealing yourself to a weak mortal boy is your ultimate punishment for their hubris, and should not be used without discretion."  She explained.

"But, he offended me by eyeballing Serinda."  I retored.

"My lord"  She laughed.  "Serinda is a hot and perfect bitch.   She is made for mortals to stare at, lust after, grovel in need before her. You made her your bitch, a powerful goddess meant to rule over them as your representative on Earth.  What did you expect?"

"Well, I don't know."  I thought.  "That pathetic cuckold, pissed her off."  

"Master, she was merely drunk on the power of your divine cum. The male's open lust for her was proper and to be expected.  It only glorifies you,  because only you are man enough to own what other weaker males long to have.  This is a natural state of your supremacy.  Serinda's indignation was motivated by her own pride. She was not serving her god's will, but her own unchecked feminine ego."  Kaley explained.

I could see Serinda slump in her chair meekly as an admission of her own guilt.

"So you are saying Serinda used me, she made a fool of me?"  I asked.   

"Yes."  Kaley simply replied.

"If that is so, why did you allow Serinda to do that to me?"  

"You are supreme and all powerful, you always do whatever you want.   But, if you must know, it is all a part of your education.  Your godcock and its cum is such a great reward to women that it is beyond all hopes.  What it gives is power greater than mortal females should have.  But you control your Bitches.  You decide how your bitches act, and what they do with so much power. But in this slave's humble opinion, a just deity would demand that his Bitches have one thought in their pretty little heads. They should be thinking all the time that there god is great and how they can please him.  Of course, you are the one that has two feet of all powerful cock that can effortlessly give ultimate pleasure and power, you do whatever you want.  But if I was you, I would expect that my bitches lived only to be told what to do."  Kaley smiled prettily at me, then looked down at a menu.

"Serinda what do you have to say?  as I turned to her.

"Oh master, my god, Kaley is right.  Please forgive me, I didn't realize it at the time.  All I could think of was how powerful I have become, and how that little perv was not recognizing how much better I was than him."  She said self surprised and then continue more solemnly,  "Please forgive me, I swear I will never ever think I am anything more than your worthless slut again.  From now on, I will proudly display how hot your slave's body is.   I will make them beg for my body but show them they are too weak to ever have me.  Just so then next time you fuck me, you understand how powerful you are."

"I accept you apologize, but what happened outside really troubles me.  And I must confess that the thrill of the moment overwhelmed who I am.  Or who I want to be as both man and a god.  I think Kaley is right, the only thing that should matter to women is that I am their god.   Today proved, that anything else would lead to selfishness and chaos.  I am going to take Kaley's advice, those that live to worship, I will answer their prays with god cock.  But those who have selfish thoughts, will be denied and be punished.  Serinda, you will be punished later.  But right now, I want to eat dinner.  All this god stuff is giving me a headache." I said.

Kaley looked at me funny and said, "you can't have a headache. You're a god."

"Oh, yeah, right.  But enough, I want normalcy." I ordered and then everything went normal.  Well not normal like before my transformation, but normal enough.  We all started acting like normal people in a nice normal restaurant.   We looked at our menus and talked about what to eat, and which wines to order.  The conversation turned to food.  Roslyn talked about her mother's cooking.  Serinda noted that French green beans were different that ordinary green beans.  Even Kaley joined in to add that ancient Egyptian's lettuce was a lot different from the varieties today.  Apparently, this ancient Egyptian variety produced on the Nile had a milky substance when squeezed that Egyptian associated as the ejaculate of their god, Min.  




Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 05



Kaley cheerfully explained to us that she knew Min before the challenge of the Ring, and he fashioned himself quite a stud.  However, she assured me that his penis was only a third the size of my cock, and he had only a millionth of my power.  Fearing that this was going into the weird zone, I had to bark out the word "Normal!"

Beside that, dinner was fantastic and the wine was the best.  I realized somewhere midway between soup and the main course that this was best moment of my life.  The girls were beautiful and actually good conversationalist.  Roslyn and Serinda talked about their history with old friends and places, their likes and dislikes.  Even Kaley chimed in about how Bablyonian temple mason's had a reputation for bad attitudes and liked fucking goats.  

Of course despite my commands, things were not normal like before.  Beside the fact that yesterday, I would have never dreamed of sitting in a fancy restaurant accompanied by three of the most sexy women in the world.  There was more subtle things.   The girls was continuously flirting with me, laughing at all my jokes, twirling their hair provocatively, and doing all those girly body signals that I would see women use to give other guys when they wanted sex.  Probably the strangest and best part of this new deference I commanded with women was when I went to speak, all three of them would immediately shut up and give me full attention.  

I choose to ignore their blatant signals of sexual desire for me, just so I could enjoy the other fine aspects of their company. By the time desert and cordials were served, Kaley looked at me all business like again and I knew without a shadow of doubt something was up.  Something was always up with Kaley.

"I need you to do something for me?"  She said to me.  

"No, you haven't earned more cock yet." I said already accepting without thinking that the only thing she could need was her lips sucking on my cock.

 "No women could be worthy of something so great, only by your divine grace can women receive such power." She acknowledged diplomatically.  I looked at her baffled, confused as to what this was about.

"My request deals with your help establishing your worship and religion. "  She paused and I nodded her to continue.

"It's my partner, Mo Hussan, at the club.  I need you to break him."  She said.

"What!  Didn't we just discuss this?"

"Yes, but Mo is an arrogant mortal and has committed hubris before your glory.  And beside, now that you have ascended into divine flesh, I need to buy him out of the club."  She replied.

"Wait a second.  I done with breaking mortals; my conscious can't handle it.  Beside, your my fucking bitch, you handle this as my goddess."

"I can't.  He so self centered and filled with pride that he is blinded to my powerful feminine aura.  He hates women, especially your women, hot, sexy, beautiful women, and that deep hatred insulates him to my dominance over him."

"I find that hard to believe.  I am sure another good blast of my jiz deep in your pussy would change that."

"Mmm..."  she acknowledge thinking about how generous I could be, but quickly changed her tone, "No, there is no time.  We need to break him tonight at the club.  You need to display your total male supremacy over him in front of your new pussy slaves."  She explained.

"I don't know, we will see how I feel when we get there." I said non committal.  She tried to push the conversation, but I told her to "shut her worthless mouth," more to reward her with pleasure than because she angered me.  Despite my troubled conscience,  the thought of breaking another man was exciting me.  Clearly, something profoundly dominant was brewing in me, and had been growing exponential every since Kaley placed the powerful ring on my cock.  It kind of scared me.   But still, the desire to cuckold mortal men and dominant the objects of their sexual desire was growing irresistible.

When dinner came to an end, Kaley excused herself to arrange to pay the bill.   Kaley left our private room, and she was greeted by the owner on the other side of the door.  Throughout the dinner, I had not seen or heard a male voice.  All our servers who entered our private room were women, and I was sure that Kaley had arranged this to avoid unnecessary collateral damage to weaker males.  Although I could not see Kaley with the shut door, the restaurant owner had a male voice and was speak to Kaley in French.  

Amazingly although I couldn't speak a word outside of English, I clearly understood what they were saying.  The owner, Maurice, was thanking Kaley for our patronage and offering the meal on the house.  Kaley refused his offer, but Maurice insisted babbling praises on Kaley, insisting she did not have to pay.  Then, there was a spiking of energy beyond the wall, and I heard Kaley's voice deepen with determination.  What followed was a loud thump on the wooden floor boards that reverberated in our private room followed by Maurice's whimpering apologies.   Serinda and Roslyn was startled by the loud noise.  They looked at the closed door with concern and confusion, but I merely smiled inside knowing implicitly that Kaley brought Maurice to his place on his knees with my power.

Kaley reentered our room, and the other girls worriedly asked questions, but I sternly informed that everything was ok and that we should go.   Kaley gestured for a moment, and opened the door to look both ways down the hall as the workers cleared our path out of the restaurant.  With another gesture, I exited the room with the girls.  With no one in the busy restaurant within sight of our departure,  the four of us left the building out the side door entrance we came in.

The lines outside at Maurice's were twice as long, and as soon as I stepped out there was a collective gasp from 30 or so people.  The men immediately dropping their heads, and the women wantonly smiling at me, attempting to display their breasts and bodies.  I paid only minimum attention as my group walked off down the street.  It was night time now, but the impact of my presence did not didn't diminish with the lack of light.  The beautiful girls at my side were still ignorant of the looks of awe from people we passed, instead they clung close to me and chatted about how wonderful I was.  Their attention and conversation exclusively focused on me.

Of course, Kaley navigated us threw the French quarter streets to her club, Ramses' Harem.  About mid way through our stroll, we approached New Orleans's famous, Bourbon Street.  The loud music and lights signaled that we arrived.  Even though it was still early evening, the famous street was filling with party revelers and night goers.  At the corner, Kaley smirked that devilish smile she makes when she is up to no good, and she directed our party up the crowded street.  I had never been on Bourbon Street before, and I am sure that I would have considered the atmosphere wild and lively as a mortal.    But as the god, the experience was surreal.  

As we turned in the middle of street which had been blocked off from traffic, a mounted police officer's maneuvered his horse to clear us a path directly down the middle of the street.  At exactly that moment, a nearby bar with a live band began playing the old rock n roll classic "Bad to the Bone."   As we stepped forward, the entire crowd step aside, moving to the sidewalks.  With the music blaring into the street, and hundreds of people staring at us in wild wonder, my awareness of reality changed, and time seemed to slow down as if to capture the moment for my pleasure.  

Serinda and Roslyn still hugged me with submissive obsession, hardly caring about the inexplicable shift in reality.  Kaley, however, disengaged herself from me, and stepped to the right of us, slightly in front, and boldly stared at the mesmerized crowd.  Her face broke into a broad smile of pride as we both watched dozens of males bow their heads in inferiority, while dozens of females, whether with friends or dates, offered themselves to me in burning sexual need.  

In slow motion we strutted down the street.  Beautiful Kaley at my side like a medieval troubadour slightly gesturing her hands in a way to direct the crowd to look at my perfect seven foot body flanked by two of the hottest women engaged in public adoration of me.   For the women staring on the sidewalk, Serinda and Roslyn's perfection only heighten their innate respect for me.  Mind you, my new female admirers where for the most part not exceptional.   Some old, some young but none equaling the bitches hugging my arm.  

There were several lovely looking women not to mention a multitude of scantily clad strippers who came out to see what all the commotion was about.  But as a god of raw sex and masculine power, I knew, like one knows it is going to rain on any given morning, that these women were not worthy of my attention.   But there was one, the power of the ring immediately drew Kaley and my attention to her.  Outside of a chessy Bourbon strip club stood the most stunning black woman I have ever saw.  She had delicate features, probably mixed race, with flawless light brown skin and a incredible body which was mostly exposed cause she was dancer in the club.

The energy of the ring drew my attention to her, because she was one of the chosen.  I only glanced at her awe struck face momentarily, then moved on.  But the same forces that brought us to recognize each other, drove her to desperately call out to me to an effort to keep my attention on her a little bit longer.  It was a bold move on her part.  She strutted out to the curb, placed her hands on her hips, and made a challenge to me.  

"What makes you think you are man enough to handle all of those fine bitches?"

Kalay and I stopped in our tracks to look at this sexy creature in defiance.  Tallah never met a man she could not control and was baffled by the towering white man that seemed to be worshipped by three incredible attractive women.  The sight of it turned her on, and although, she would never admit it,  she wanted to be another one of those sexy women.  Kaley walked towards her and checked her up and down, then leaned in and whispered in hear ear.  Tallah eyes light up, glanced at me and defiantly smirked.  

Even Serinda and Roslyn stopped and took the time to notice this sexy black dancer.  Kalay didn't say anything more to the black beauty, she merely gestured to Serinda and Roslyn.  All three of my Bitches smiled with a complete understanding of what to do that I didn't recognize at that moment.   Like before, Serinda and Roslyn gracefully dropped to the knees and kissed my boots with reverence.  Tallah stared me down with a face that conveyed a so what attitude.  Then, Serinda and Roslyn rose up, and leaned across to kiss my cockhead that hung down around my  knee.

Tallah's eyes widened and then soften momentarily, while Serinda and Roslyn still kneeling raised their arms up to me and loudly proclaimed over the shocked crowd, "He is an all powerful male, and we worship him as our god!."  All the while, I could hear the band lyrics in the background chant "B..B...B...Bad... Bad to the Bone."

Before me, males were trembling, and all females were thrusting their tits at me, while Tallah defiant stance turned to submission.  Serinda and Roslyn again grabbed my jeans to pull back the material to show the once defiant black slut their god's awesome power.  This time I was able to direct is grandeur, focusing its power on Tallah, instead of the crowd.  I don't know how I did it, but Tallah could witnessed all of the supremacy of my arm sized cock in a private viewing without me needing to fear the terrible effect it would have on the many nearby mortals.

In an instant, its power bore down on her and crushed her arrogance.  Her pussy came, her tits ached, her mind exploded in sexual nirvana that consumed and owned every cell of her body.  Tallah dropped to her knees and lowered her head to kiss the pavement. Kaley who was still nearby next to her, knelt,  and attempted to comfort her as my godhood satisfied her being.  She brushed aside her matted hair, whispered to her again, and gently kissed her head.  Just before Kaley got up to return to us, she placed a business card under her face.

After that we continued to the end of the block and turned off Bourbon Street.  I did not ask Kaley what the card was about, I knew she had invited Tallah to join her in worshipping me.  While nothing visibly changed with the crowd after the shocking event, I could feel an increase in submission, awe, and envy.  All of which had greatly increased my cock muscle's power, as if I just worked it out and it grew more impressive.  As we turned the corner, I noticed something else, many of the mortal males had pissed in their pants.     



Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 06



Dear fans and student,

I have just returned from island of Timur to partake in a symposium in Vienna, which interestingly enough deals with the clitoris shape and impact on the world economy. While not my area of expertise, it has been become a hot topic in the academic community, given the massive public funds being thrown at it today by many governments.

Regardless, let us focus on our continuing story and its meaning in the context of the Prussian Theory. In the last chapter, our hero Rod made his public début and discovered his transformation had far greater impact than mere threesome with three lovely ladies. Under Purssian theory, there is a universal male concept conceived in adolescence that the phallus size correlates to dominance and power. It this fantasy, the pubescent male theorized that it is the lack of phallus size that prohibits him from acting out his sexual desires with females.

Our exploration of ultimate phallic power has lead Rod to slowly learn that his phallus power extends far beyond sex with desirable females and extends to the world at large. With this realization, the male ego of Rod is vastly enhanced, and he must balance his relationship with others in a reality where he is increasingly realizing that he is the center of everything.

Professor No Gratis

Cock Ring of the Gods

Of Harems and Temples

Ramses Harem was off the main strip of Bourbon tucked away on one of the side streets. As soon as we passed through the front doors, you realized the place was a top end establishment. The club itself was behind a second doorway which was guarded by a mean looking black guy. Kaley went up to counter and greeted a cute Asian girl working the register.

"Good evening, Ms. Dubois." She cheerfully greeted Kaley. I laughed to myself realizing that my 10,000 year old guardian of the ring actually had a last name.

"Is the club closed as I instructed." She asked.

"Everyone has been sent home, except your girls, just like you asked. And Mo has disappeared, I can't reach him by his cell phone." the Asian said.

"Good, I will deal with Mo later. You can go home tonight and lock up on the way out." She said and then turned to the door man and dismissively said, "Dre, What are you still doing here?"

"I am just watching out for any trouble, making sure the ladies are taken care of." He answered in a deep voice and actually looked right up at me.

The moment our eyes met my mouth filed with the sour taste of lemons and my mind opened up to Dre's life. Dre was one disturbed and mean guy. His life read like a police rap sheet of petty violent crimes and physical intimidation of his victims. And at 6'4" with a muscular body, he had the ability to carry out his threats. Dre was a deeply troubled individual driven by his own internal feelings of inadequacy who had the propensity to compensate with violence at the slightest provocation. Much of it driven by an insatiable racial hatred of anyone who did look like him. His internal anger was so strong it overwhelmed his natural submission to me and enabled him to effectively eye ball me.

I would have broken him right there and then, if it wasn't so apparent to me that his challenging body language was driven purely out a defiance to his perception that I was white, despite the fact I no longer belonged to any racial group of mortals. More so, even before my transformation, I was not technically a Caucasian, if such thing really existed. My blood line was a mixed bag of ethnic backgrounds. Even now, as a physical perfect male, I guess one might view my face as remotely European, especially with blue eyes, even if they contained divine purple highlights. But my skin color was bronzed, and everything else about me could not really be identified as a particular race. But in Dre's eyes, I was a white man and a tall physically imposing white man to boot. To him, I was his racial enemy, and his hatred filled my mouth with lemons.

Understanding his defiance, I thought back to how badly I behaved before outside the restaurant, and decided to fashion a more just remedy this time. I thought that I would not take away his mortal manhood, however I would not allow any male to think his was strong enough to look me directly in the eyes. Plus I sensed another act of hubris in Dre's head, he had designs on one of the women waiting inside for me. When Dre said he was taking care of the ladies, he was hoping to care for one particular lady with his powerless 9' inch black penis.

Turning to action, I swiftly stepped up to him placing my body about a foot and half from him, forcing him to stretch his neck upward to uncomfortably maintain his eyes contact with me. Instantly, the lemons in my mouth turned to strong acid taste, as Dre started to fear me. 

"Boy, eyes down when I am talking to you." I said, realizing how provocative the racial undertones would sound to him. 

Dre humbled himself and looked down. The lemon taste was gone and the acid taste was quickly being replaced by the sweet tart flavor of submission.

"The ladies do not need you to take care of them, they need a real man to care for them. I am here for that, and you are nothing compare to me. Your only purpose is to do as the ladies tell you, like a weak little boy you are." I told him.

"Yes, Sir" He answered overcome with submission.

"No boy, if you wish to continue to work at this establishment, you will show proper respect to my ladies by addressing them as Mistress or Goddess."

"Yes Sir" He submissively answered again.

"And boy, you will call me by the name that my Goddess call me, Master."

"Yes, Master." 

"Good, now go home and jerk off that little black penis thinking about my Goddesses inside waiting to worship and share my one massive cock." I commanded, knowing that he would playing with himself till he passed out later in the night.

"See you tomorrow at 7. Dre." Kaley smiled while she stretched up to open mouth kiss me. 

"Yes Mistress DuBois." Dre said, as he hurried out the front door.

"Delicious my lord." Kaley said hanging on to me sucking my mouth as Serinda and Roslyn pushed their bodies up against my back and rubbed my muscles. Kaley peeled back and said to me with a wicked smile, "You just wait here while I introduce you to your harem."

While we waited in the lobby, Kaley strolled into the club to be greeted by eight breath taking strippers. The girls were still in their skimpy work clothes but had freshened up as Kaley instructed them. Kaley's Octirue consisted of 5 blondes and 3 brunette, and they were lazy chatting up front near the main stage when Kaley excitedly entered.

"Well look what the cat dragged in. If it ain't the charming Ms. DuBois." A gorgeous blonde named, Shay, with a Texas drawl said, pointing to Kaley's arrival.

Kaley wasted no time. She went up to the group and started her speech. "Sisters, I know that I have been hard on you. I have asked you to make many sacrifices over the last year. Each of you has taken vows to dismiss all men in favor of the coming of Ramses, and I have shown you all the rituals associated with him. I have prophesied that the time was near when one man would come worthy to ascend into godhood, rule over the world as the only real man. We have called this god man, Ramses, and I have told you he will sit in judgment of all beautiful women. He will not be like any mortal man that has ever walked the Earth, but he shall be a god possessing all the power that be in his very manhood. He will be so powerful, no women will be able to seduce him, manipulate him, or control what he does. Every women shall know that to be his, will be to have the world at her feet, and his power shall be the only thing woman shall ever need again."

Kaley paused for dramatic effect, "Each of us have taken a vow to devote our existence to this supreme male god. I am here tonight to proclaim that Ramses has been born into flesh and has begun his domination of the world."

"And where is he now, Kaley?" said another striking blonde named, Jenna. "What you commissioned another golden statue for us to kneel before?" She said dismissively.

"Don't think that I don't know you have broken you vows, Jenna, and went ahead and fucked Mo." Kaley accused her.

"So what, he gives me what I ask for. You want to get rid of Mr. Hassin, so you attempt to brainwash his top performers by promising them some kind of sex god that can give them the world. Statues don't pay my rent. All of us could have earned 10 times the amount of money, if we weren't shackled by Kaley's bullshit promises of some bullshit god." Jenna retorted.

Jenna's venom shook the other dancers. 

"Who else dared break their vows to Ramses?" Kaley trembled in rage.

"This is bullshit. I going to tell Mo, this bullshit is hurting the club. And he is going to kick your ass on the streets." Jenna barked out.

A brunette named Tina in a leopard print bathing suit interjected. "Kaley, all of us have kept our vows, except Jenna. But Jenna has a point, this is hard on us. You said so yourself that we sacrificed a lot. Let's face it, all of us are I not going to keep our looks forever. I want Ramses and I will give him everything I am, but I don't know how much longer we can wait. How many more years do we have to be good enough to share him." 

"I am glad that you said that. Ramses is real and he is just outside the club door." She said and turned to Jenna, "And he will decided your fate." Kaley then screamed back to me, "Ramses, my master and god, reveal yourself to your slaves."

I actually jumped when Kaley called. I paused for a second actually feeling nervous meeting these strange gorgeous women. Even though they were intended to be my harem, I felt self doubt cause there were so many unbelievably hot women inside. To get a handle on the butterflies in my stomach, I opened my mind to know who they were. An instantly, there were no longer strangers to me. I was even able to get a handle on the defiant Jenna's problem. Apparently, she gave herself to her first real boyfriend in high school, who used her like shit. Because of him, she became a self centered gold digger, whose only goal in life was to use every man she could. As far as Kaley's religion, she went along with it, however she never really believed in it. Kaley was just another rich and influential person in her eyes that she figured she could get something out of by joining the program.

Composing myself, I pushed opened the door into Ramses' Harem. They all gasped not really expecting someone to come through. Serinda and Roslyn trailed alongside me in my arms, as the dancers had looks of shock on their face. Kaley dropped to her knees and theatrically gestured at me like a stage magician. "Behold, Ramses, the cuckolder of mankind, and all powerful supreme male and deity." She announced.

All of the dancers prostrated themselves, except Jenna, each solemnly saying, "You are the only real man, please accept me as your humble property."

Jenna might have been shocked that I walked through the door, but she smirked at me and scowled, "Oh, come on. Don't you see this is a sham. This is not some kind of god."

All of the girls struggled to look at me. I was immediately struck that they recognized my appearance with astonishing familiarity. "But he looks exactly like Ramses in the flesh." One of the girls plead, and the others murmured agreement.

"How stupid can you all be. He just another man that paid Kaley to brainwash us to keep us in line. She had a statue made to look like him." Jenna said to the others.

"You arrogant cunt. Do you dare to think that our god is a man. Look with your eyes, he is divine male perfection. Where do you think I can find a gorgeous seven foot male, perfect in every way, with a two foot all powerful cock." Kaley yelled back.

"Please, Kaley. I grant you he is tall and good looking, but perfect. Yeah right, and there is no way he has a fucking two feet long cock. It doesn't exist, just like Ramses doesn't exist. Kaley just smiled looked at me and said, "All powerful master, please humble this slut.... humble all your sluts, show them your divine power." Serinda and Roslyn began to fall to their knees to kiss my feet, when we were all interrupted by screaming coming from outside. 

"Why are we closed?" a man with a distinct middle east accent yelled followed by the whimpering of the counter girl's response which we could not make out. 

"Kaley is a crazy bitch! Where is she now?" He roared and then yelled "I going to punch her in her fucking cunt."

Kaley jumped to her feat. For the first time, I saw concern on her face bordering on fear. She turned to me and then one of the dancers and said, "Shay, take our god and his two slaves up to the temple. I need to handle dickhead first." Then turning to Jenna, "you go with them, I don't want your traitorous cunt fucking things up."

Shay grabbed my hand and tugged me quickly through back stage door and down a long hallway, which lead to another door. This door led to an old stairway. While the club was very modern, the building itself must have been 150 years old at least. The five of us, including Shay, Serinda, Roslyn, and Jenna, went up two narrow flights of stairs until with came to another door, which we went through into a dark hallway, which led to a ornate look drape blocking a room beyond it. Shay reached out and pushed it aside and led us in to the third floor of the building. Serinda, Roslyn, and I stopped dead in our tracks at the sight we saw. The entire third floor had been converted in to atrium enclosed by a glass ceiling. 

Shay flicked a light switch, and we saw a real life temple out of Greek mythology. A dozen marble column lined the entire floor, and the walls where painted white and blue forming a cloud patterns. There was chase longue chairs on the edge of the room, but the epic center of the room was in the far back. In the back on a pedestal was a genuine throne chair raised about two steps off the temple floor. In front the throne was what could only describe as an alter.

The whole room was like a studio set for throne room on Mt. Olympus. "What happened to Ramses?" Jenna asked Shay and Shay told her that Kaley moved it downstairs to the dance stage. As she said this, an image appeared in my mind. In the spot where my throne was, there was a life sized statue of myself surrounded by eight female statues on their knees. The mystery of how the strippers recognized me before was solved. Somehow, a year before I even met Kaley, she was able to commission a gold plated statue of my new divine form. 

The statute portrayed every aspect of my hyper masculine body. With one hand, the statute was pushing aside an ankle length loin cloth to reveal my flaccid arm sized cock hanging to my knees, while the other hand was rested on my hip. My divine face was looking dominantly down at the eight naked women all chained to me around their necks, which was all attached to one collar firmly attached to the base of the massive cock.

The eight women were in different repose, but all of them were caught in an act of worship. Three were kneel starring upward with arms open to the statute in pray. Two remained full prostrate gently kissing the statute feet. From behind the statue, two woman firmly presses their faces against each of the statue's ass checks, while another knelt upright in the middle of his legs placing her delicate hands upright directly under the grapefruit sized testicles that hung between the legs of the golden idol. 

The vision shifted slightly to another moment in the past. This time Shay was lying on her back on top of the alter. Two brunettes stood holding her legs widely spread in an outstretched V. Between her legs, Kaley knelt sucking on her clit, while a blonde gently lifted her head forcing her to directly stare at the golden statue revealing its massive cock to eight worshipping female statues.

"Hey Ramses, what your real name?" Jenna asked with amusement trying to past time.

"Rod Mastiff" I answered honestly not feeling the need to lie.

"So did Kaley put you up to this, or was all this your idea?" Jenna asked.

"Shut your mouth, you apostate cunt." Shay said with a look of anger.

"No, No. It is all right." I said pointing to Shay. "Every women I have dealt with today has accepted my godhood too easily. The whole thing is so improbable that it is almost funny. Jenna you are the first sane women, I have met today. I think." 

"So did she put you up to this?" She asked again.

"If you mean is this a con or a trick, then no. Truthfully, I am still have trouble believing this is real, but so far it is all true and then some."

"So, your are a god with a twenty four inch cock that can give me anything I want?" She chuckled.

" According to Kaley, I am a god. Honestly, I don't know what I am. But I do have a twenty four inch cock and it's has incredible power. I am talking power like it controls everything, dominates people, masters them. It transformed me into a seven foot image of male perfection, so I guess it probably can control matter and energy too. Kaley says it the most powerful thing in the universe." I added.

Jenna walked towards me provocatively. I was not sure if she believed any of this, but my presence was sexually arousing her. "Ok, so your cock can give me a million dollars?"

Mindful of what Kaley expected of me in terms of my relationship with my women, I said, "I only share my godhood with the pussy that I own and then only if they prove themselves worthy of it. Now, Serinda, Roslyn and Shay are worthy to be my bitches. You however are do not deserve what I am. " Turning to Serinda and Roslyn, I said "Come to your god?" Serinda and Roslyn gasped in pleasure and ran to kneel alongside me. Beautiful blonde Shay seeing this, followed suit by full prostrating herself. 

"I want to see it?" Jenna boldly asked watching the impressive display of feminine submission to me.

"No she is not allowed!" barked Shay from below me.

"And why is that?" I asked bemused.

"Kaley says that only in a state of submissive grace can a slut be blessed by the presence of Ramses' divine power. Jenna has forsaken you by fucking Mo, the guy downstairs. 

I turned to Jenna, and asked already knowing the answer, "Is this true slut?" Jenna lost composure for a second, experiencing a mini orgasm, from me calling her a slut, but quickly regained composure and started to fight back. "Whatever" she said nonchalantly. "If you can't prove Kaley's fantastic story of being a god with the all powerful cock of power, then I think your both full of shit." She laughed at me.

I wanted to whip it right there and tame this hot bitch, but decided against it. Kaley's craziness had been right so far, and if Shay said Kaley prohibited Jenna for looking at my godmuscle, I figured I would play along for now. 

Thinking quickly, I said, "Alright you want proof, I will give you proof." 

"Shay Pherson, come before your master." Shay eyes lit up as her body surged in sexual pleasure and wondered how I knew her full name. Shay never got up, instead she literally crawled on her hands and knees to me. She did it with grace and eroticism, fully aware of the display she was giving me. My mouth filled up with the taste of tangy pussy from her, knowing that she was truly grateful to have been given the opportunity to crawl to me. 

When she got to my feet, I commanded, "Look at your owner, slut?" Shay demurely raised herself upright with her hand on her knees and looked all way up at my face. She smiled sexily at me with a look of an expectant pet, joyous to kneel before her lord. I felt was a wave of total adoration, and an obsessive need to obey me. 

"Shay, I am power. I need not bend or concern myself with anything for everything I know is inferior and below me. But for the privileged few whom I am destine to own, I am nothing less than a supreme real man. I ask for total humility and obedience, but in exchange I offer total fulfillment and happiness to my women. I am absolute male strength, have boundless love, and you will be cared for and treated beyond the aspiration of mortal women. For I am the supreme alpha male of all women's fantasy. To be with me is to experience a life beyond mortal expectations, it is to experience the best of best, to have your every desire fulfilled, endless luxuries, to know sexual pleasure and emotional fulfillment that has no equal and renders everything else meaningless. For my power is so great, and to share it with a woman will raise you above the entire world."




Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 06



"For in my soul is the true spirit of a real man that women crave, and with the power of a god, I alone have the power to provide all women complete pleasure and wish fulfillment a million times greater than their most fevered fantasy. Unlike all mortal males who are weak and pathetic, I alone possess the power to fulfill. My power is divine, and all this power resides within my cock."

Shay, I have seen and felt your submission and worship. As a god, submission and worship is my sustenance. However, you must realize that as mortal that your worship is insignificant and it could never hope to meet my needs. But as a real man, I accept what little you have to offer and wish to reward you a million fold. As a real man, I am pleased by you. I am pleased in my knowledge that your have devoted your existence to my desires and whims and that you ask nothing of me other than to be your master."

"You have embraced your femininity, and proven yourself a real woman that I as a real man wish to own. You shall be rewarded by being one of the many whom I allow to worship me. I shall command you, control you, and always dominate you. Your voice will join the sea of beautiful women's voices praising my glory and expressing their gratitude that I exist. Now my beloved slave, I wish to enlighten you. I wish you to feel the power that your god possesses and understand why women will live for my rule. Reach out and feel how truly lucky and bless my women are." 

Shay slowly reached out her right hand towards my knee, where my giant cock head was slightly visible inside my baggy jeans. Her whole body trembled in excitement as her manicured hand gasped my cockhead filing the whole of her palm with it and then some. The second her feminine hand touched my power she powerful came. Her head trashed back and her eyes rolled backwards so that her eyes turned white. The whole time I stared directly at Jenna barely paying attention to the gorgeous blonde in the throes of sexual bliss. Jenna's look turned to amazement, but the was still some doubt there.

For Shay's part, she began to uncontrollable chant "You are my god", while running off a list of "So's", such as he is so big, so powerful, so strong, so masterful and on and on. Deciding to turn up the display of my absolute male power, I commanded Serinda and Roslyn to reward themselves also. My Bitches quickly kneel crawled to me and grasped just above Shay small hands so that the bottom nine inches of my godmuscle was encased in the hands of three beautiful women. 

Like Shay, both Serinda and Roslyn arched the head back, eyes rolled, and began continuously cumming. With the three girls being pleasured over and over again, I sternly stared down Jenna with my arms crossed. We both listened to my bitches praise me for a minute, then I peeled off my skin tight black tee shirt to reveal my divine male upper body. Jenna gasped at what she saw.

"This is not some trick or stripper stage act." I informed her. "Go head look between my bitches legs." Jenna eyes darted at the bottoms of the three girls. She gasped again. I didn't look down with her, but knew what she saw. My bitches were drenched between their legs. The fabric of the material stained by their moisture, their pussy spraying their love juice in orgasm in intervals of every few seconds. The juices flowing down their spread legs forming a puddle of girl juice between their legs. The smell of pussy filed the air of the temple.

Jenna looked back up at me like a deer caught in a truck's head lights, then I saw it. It came like a wave of emotions, awe and guilt, but most of all selfish regret, and fear that she would not be able to touch and see my mighty cock muscle. Then she spoke up, choking up her astonishment with an acknowledgement, but came out like a question. 

"It's so easy for you to give so much to so many." She said.

I merely added, "that is why I am a god, and my bitches are grateful to worship me as my property."

Something snapped inside her, and in an instant see dropped to her knees in total submission. "Please" she begged "I need to see it. I want to be your bitch." I study her for a moment, enjoying knowing that many mortal men pay their hard earned cash to look at her body, but for me she begs to be a slave.

I looked down at my bitches in rapture and dominantly commanded them to release by supreme reward to them.

"Enough, you have indulged in my power long enough." 

The girls immediately obeyed falling down in prostration, each breathing hard as orgasmic aftershocks continued to rocked their world.

"You now wish to truly be my Bitch, when a minute before you accused a god of being a fraud." I questioned. 

"Yes, Master" She said as the word Master came honestly from her. "I will do anything for you, I need to see how great you are?"

"No" shouted Shay. "She has betrayed you. She has betrayed all your slaves, by selling her pussy you own. It is against the rules"

I thought what the fuck is she talking about rules. I looked back at Jenna. She had knelt upright and unbutton her blouse to full expose her perfect breasts to me. "She is right, my lord. I seek your forgiveness and wish to subject myself to your divine judgment though the ritual of redemption." Jenna told me.

"How dare you slut, after what you did, you would dare try to invoke the ritual of redemption. You will have to wait till he gathers at least 8 sluts under him to perform the ritual." Shay said with scorn, as she sprang up to her knees again.

"Whoa, Whoa, what the hell are you talking about? What the hell is this ritual?" I said. I was feeling the confused sensation that Kaley tends to give me when she gets all mystic on me. 

"You don't know, my god, How can you not know? Shay looked at me shocked.

"No. Enlighten me, Bitch, and don't give me attitude." I barked slightly annoyed at her questioning me.

I guess Shay sensed my attitude shift towards her, cause she quickly threw herself down to the ground and said, "I am nothing, except for my god. No woman is capable of giving attitude to such an all powerful real man."

"Ok, Ok, cut the platitudes, just answer the question?"

"Kaley says that.........." I cut her off with a loud, "Aha!" I should have know that little shrew would have been behind this with her endless talks of godly education. Of course, she must have spent the last year perfecting all her rules and rituals for my arrival. I decided to set the record straight starting with Shay.

"Kaley says a lot of things, and she been around a long time, and she might be the first among my Bitches, for she has spent the longest time with the power between my legs, but I am a both supreme master and god and no one, including Kaley sets the rules. My bitches exist to serve my slightest whim and that goes for Kaley or any Bitch I empower to be my Queen among my Bitches. You got that!" I chastised her.

"Yes, Master. I only want to be well behaved."

"Good girl, now tell me how this ritual of redemption works."

"If a girl that is so beautiful she is one of your chosen worshipper commits an sin against her god, she may be forgiven by asking you, her owner, for the ritual of redemption. The girl must kneel before you and confess her sins, profess your divine glory, and offer an act of redemption to you in the presence of eight of your full priestesses. If you judge her and her offer of redemption worthy, each priestesses punishes her by each taking one stroke against her face with your massive godhood." 

"I guess no one every attempted to try this ritual." I asked.

"No, my lord. I am surprised that Jenna knew of it, cause she never really paid attention to Kaley. I would be shocked if she knew half her prays to you." She chided Jenna.

Kaley was crazy for the shit she came up with, and the girls were even more crazy for accepting it like it was some gospel. It was really true that Jenna seemed to be the only girl so far that had not left the planet on Kaley's starship across the galaxy. But then again, I really wanted to see what Kaley cooked up with these sexy women, and I was feeling the need to demonstrate my absolute dominance over the fabric of the religion Kaley had establish. After all, I was the supreme and only god of this half baked religion.

I looked down at Jenna and said, "Slut, I am a generous and forgiving god to my women. I accept your prays to undergo the ritual of redemption. Serinda and Roslyn has tasted the pure power from my godly balls and are living goddess, however neither are trained in the rituals laid down by goddess Kaley. Shay at the moment you are a mere slut, far beneath a goddess who I have blessed with my cum. However given your knowledge, I deem it that you shall partake and led the ceremony right now." I stated as a matter of fact.

"Thank you, my lord, for such an honor." Shay said.

"Slut Jenna, present yourself to our lord Ramses." Shay announced. Jenna knee walked to me. At about 2 feet from me, she looked up at me with a look of pure gratefulness and amazement. A quick scan of her thoughts told me that she pretty much figured that she blew it, and my decision to judge her right here and now took her by total surprise. 

"Confess your sins, slut?" Shay said, Jenna smile disappeared and she momentarily frowned.

"My god I have never truly believed in your existence. I became a follower, because Ms. DuBois was my boss, and is a very influential and wealth women. I thought she was very kinky and made up the story of Ramses. But I went alone with it, because I figured I could get something out of Ms. DuBois if I did." She confessed.

"But it gets worst, when the sisterhood proved to provide me with little support other than a social club to hang out with other dancers, I turned to Mo Hussian, my other boss. Mo also had money, like Kaley, and he made it clear he thought I was the hottest dancer at the club. He offered to give me money and nice things in exchange for going out with him. In exchange for his gifts, I submitted to him sexually and pretended to be his girlfriend. My sin is very simple, I whored my body to a mortal man. I gave what belongs to a god, what belongs to only you, to Mo Hussan." She went on and then sobbed.

"I am so sorry. You are a god. I have lost everything for the nothingness of a mortal male. Please forgive your worthless slut." She begged.

"Slut, do you wish to make restitution to our god?" Shay sternly asked.

"Yes. My all powerful male god, I wish be the your divine instrument to offer up Mo Hussan and the Ramses Harem to your glory. I ask that you let me sample your power so that I can make Mo submit to me as a goddess and fully break him of any illusions that he is a man. I want to enslave him to your power and make him transfer the club to Kaley. And once he knows his place before me, I want you to put me and every slut in their place before you." She pleaded. Clearly, Jenna had thought this out and it was a clear plan to not only offer up restitution, but to gain the favor of my gift of cock. A quick scan of her mind revealed that she had designs to manipulate me into displacing Kaley and making her my Queen Bitch. I thought back to Kaley's warning about alpha females ability to twist things in their favor, but there was some poetic justice to her offer of restitution that made me consider.

"So you wish to go from apostate to slut to goddess in one ritual without earning it." I said and watched Jenna face turn to fear as she realized that I was way ahead of her.

"My little cunt, you are my woman. I own everything you are, and I am your one god and only man you will ever love. My love for you will be absolute, and my power shall care for you, and reward you in ways that your most twisted fantasies of greed and pride could never imagine. But despite my divine love, you will always be small and insignificant to me. You owe me your eternal feminine devotion and obedience as the supreme male. I shall forgive you, accept your offer of restitution, and shall reward you with my power, but never forget how truly lucky you are to be one of the many owned by me." I boldly proclaimed. 

"Yes Master, all women want is to glorify you and seek your domination. She bowed.

"Goddesses, reveal the glory of my truth." I said to Roslyn and Serinda, as the gasped in pleasure reaching to my silver belt buckle. 

"Zipppp....." Roslyn drew down the zipper as I stood dominantly staring down at Jenna and Shay. Serinda worked the buckle open and quickly undid the button on my black jeans. "Behold, your god's power that he shares as a gift of supreme love." I announced as my bitches slowly pulled down my jeans inch by inch. Shay and Jenna stared with awe and a little confusion at first as the black fabric of my new underwear was exposed. But the four of them came powerfully as my jeans dropped below my knees exposing them to my naked godhead that stuck out of the bottom of the black tube.

I gave them a second to get accustom to my effortless power to please their pussy and then commanded Serinda and Roslyn to remove the rest of my underwear and boots. Finally I was completely naked, I towered over all four beautiful women in excited awe waiting for them to praise me as only I deserve. 

Shay broke the silence and utter her awe of me, "It's so big, and powerful, and strong."

Jenna spoke reverently as if she feared that speaking would somehow wake her up from a wonderful dream, "You are a god. A great powerful god." 

"I know you need to give me praise, but there will time for that later, we have a ritual to complete. Shay continue." Shay looked up at me and asked me permission to stand. With a nod, and a gasp of further pleasure, she stood up beside me displaying her perfect body dressed only in a two piece rainbow bikini and a matching sheer open top. 

"Kaley has teach us that when a sister makes her vows to belong to you, we pledge to become an instrument of your divine will. We sacrifice our individual thoughts and desires to become your tool. We vow to be your eyes, ears, voice, and hands. As your hands, one of our greatest duties is to make sure that you never have to lay your own hands on your godhood. This is not just that you will never masturbate yourself like a mortal, but the hands of all beautiful women must be waiting to perform every act from the mundane like urinating to the sacred acts like administering punishment in the ritual of redemption." She explained.

She held her hands up to my face. "These hands are your hands. You merely think and they do as you wish. Please command your slave hands to strike down this slut with your divine wraith and beat the cheating whore out of her?" Shay asked and Jenna then begged me, "Please beat this worthless cunt's face with your greatness."

Jenna's word made me rethink my theory that Jenna was the only sane hot chick so far, but the real man inside me liked the idea that she just beg for me to beat her with my massive cock. "Slut Shay, I command you to strike this whore with my power." I said.

Shay came hard at the phrasing of my command, then proceed to raise my flaccid 18 inches all the way up to my chest. She held my fearsome cock like a sledge hammer ready to swing like she was trying to hit the bell at an old fashion strong man game. Time slowed down again for me, as she swung downward. Jenna looked up with masochistic terror as the force of thirty pounds of cock came hammering down against her face, shoulder and neck. The force of the massive cock transferring to her body smashed her down like a freight train hitting her. The unexpected violent display caused me to shutter and blurt out, quite ungodly, "Holy Shit!"

Jenna lay prone, maybe unconscious, then stirred, coughed, and lifted herself upright to her knees again. I looked at Jenna, her eyes were filled with tears, but contained a wild glee in her eyes. "Thank you, Master. You are such a god... beat me.... beat me some more."

I looked to Shay who smiled at me with pride and lust. She handed my cock hammer to Serinda, and then with total submission fell to her knees before me. Serinda smiled at me like a beauty queen on stage and held out one hand to me and said, " These hands are your hands. You merely think and they do as you wish. Please command me to beat this unclean whore with your godhood?" 

My bravado was momentarily lost, and I merely said "Go ahead." Serinda felt pleasure at that, but it had nowhere near the effect my prior words had on Shay. Like Cassey at bat, she too winded up my enormous cock and smashed down on Jenna exposed face. This time it was a direct hit to left jaw. With the slowing of time I experience it like watching one of the those boxing moive. I watched her head snap with the force, spit or blood fling out of her mouth, and then she dropped like a sack of potatoes. Serinda just smiled and said, "I love you, your such a fucking real man."

Serinda handed off my weapon to Roslyn and then prostrated herself. But this time, Jenna was out for the count. As time returned to normal, reason and natural concern for Jenna wellbeing return as well. 

"Shay, take a look at her to see if she is ok." Shay sprang at my words and knelt down next to Jenna lifeless body. Amazingly, the sadistic glee she just demonstrated was gone, instead my feelings of concern became her feelings. She gently leaned over to Jenna and whispered in her ear, and Jenna murmured something in reply. Then, Jenna rolled over to her back on her own. Her blond hair was a mess on the ground and I could even see the early signs of a fat lip and black eye on the left side of her face. Jenna was still half out of it, but Shay kissed her chastely on the lip and said, "I love you, sister. You did so good, you have to continue, I want you.... we all want you with us in paradise with him. Please get up, he is so powerful and he is going to be so good to us." 

Jenna struggle to say something but it came out all garbled. 

"Jenna. Can you see that he just met you but he favors you. You are special to him, and has accepted you even though you have done everything to reject him." Shay reached out to shake her, and then kissed her again. This time in a more sexual way. "Wake up! don't blow this. You will be one of his favorites."

"Maybe we should let her rest, we can finish this later." I said, but Jenna hearing my voice struggled again to rise to her knees. 

"No please, I need you to beat me. No man has ever been strong enough to punish me. I am a heartless bitch that uses people, but you are a real man. Your strong enough to not take shit for me, care enough to beat me cause I am bad, and loving enough to forgive we when I don't deserve it. I don't want to spend another moment not in your grace. Please give me more now, Master. Pleaseee..." She started to whine.

Surprise, I commanded "Bitch Roslyn, finish her." But then I stopped her, remembering one of Kaley's rules. I needed to control my Bitches completely, otherwise they would abuse my gifts. I had a sudden realization that bashing Jenna's head in with my powerful cock was no different than Serinda abuse of the power of my cum outside the restaurant, or Kaley sucking on my godmuscle to crush another man's balls in the hotel room. I had to reaffirm that I was always in control of my pussy, but I just allowed Shay and Serinda free reign on use it as an instrument of wraith, unleash their personal demons on their competitor for their god's cock. I chided myself for not realizing the obvious sooner. 

Roslyn raised her hand to me and recited the words about her hand's being my instrument. This time I took those words literally. All women were my property whose only purpose was to do as I wished. Like my own hand, I was in control of Roslyn's body. "Roslyn, continue but take it easy on her." I commanded.

Roslyn pussy contracted at my order and proceeded to gently bring down my enormous cock. The awesome cock smacked Jenna with a loud thud against her already bruised cheek. Jenna had braced herself and when it was all over, she looked at me with unadulterated love, recognizing my mercy. She now understood that her man was not only was strong enough to beat anyone he wished with his massive cock, but also a real man, an alpha male, that cared for her as a woman, and would show just mercy and compassion.




Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 06



"You are forgiven, and are in a state of grace with you god and master. As absolute proof of this, I wish to reward you beyond the dreams and hopes of all women, and lower myself so you may suck on the cockmuscle of supreme male power." I said to Jenna and then turned to Shay.

"Slut Shay, I am pleased with your utter submission. You have accepted my will as absolute and the only truth. For this, I shall lower myself to share my enormous cock with your mouth and so you both can pray that its power grant you your desires. Behold, my gift to women." I proclaimed as my mighty cock muscle rose from its flaccid state, rising majestically above the heads of the girls. The girls head rose to stare upwards as is slowly thicken and grew forward to its full superhuman dimensions. Their pussies contracted hard and came with complete and utter rapture, instantly reaching levels to beyond their imagination. I tasted pure joy and absolute gratitude from them.

Shay and Jenna involuntarily began to issue praise to my power, size, and greatness, while Serinda tugged me at me to get my attention. "Please" she said with utter desperation and need "let me tongue your asshole while they pray to your godhood." Not to be outdone, Roslyn submissively begged for the privilege of suck my balls. I smiled at them and gently spread my muscular legs to provide access.

"I permit you to worship me this way." I said pleasantly, and the girls told me I was so good to them and they would try to be more submissive for giving them this undeserved attention. While Serinda's tongue pieced my asshole and warm salvia and kisses was placed on my balls, I stood naked looking down at the other two worshipful blonde sluts.

"Ask slaves, and my cock will give you." I said.

Shay looked gorgeous and sexual overwhelmed by my cock, but was able to timidly ask for an expensive car. She said it like she was unsure if she was permitted to ask for it. I boasted, "Worship this cock muscle, and there is nothing in this world that will stop mortals from pay homage to me by giving you everything you suck for and more."

I looked to Jenna and asked her desires. True to her word, she asked for power. The power to dominate her ex-boyfriend, Mo Hassan, and fulfill her pledge to redeem herself. With utter dominance, I commanded, "Join together as my slaves in worship of my power, and have its power answer your prays."

Like wild animals, Jenna and Shay attached my god cock, sucking, licking and drooling over it. Both girls frantically struggling to jam the head into their mouths to find it unconquerable except for the tip. I stood strong above them, totally dominant, and completely confident that I have given them sexual satisfaction and material fulfillment. This was not simple sex, I was blessing them and they were gratefully worshipping me. 

I could feel Serinda gasping my perfect masculine ass forcing her face and tongue deeper into my ass, all the time making muffled noise conveying her appreciation to me, appreciation for the very experience of licking my ass. Roslyn, from her position on her knees sucking on my giant balls and was able to be more vocal in her gratitude. She took it upon herself to speak for the other girls who mouths and tongues were too busy to speak. 

Her praises rose from between my legs between moments of muffled sucking. While two of the most beautiful blondes share my one cock. Their tongues and lips dancing all over the vast size, trying to make up for the need for more women to adequately worship it at any given time. They made up for their lack of numbers with sheer enthusiasm, driven by the selfish desires to experience the very object that the world would soon kneel down before. I enjoyed the sexual pleasure accepting my due for a good twenty minutes before deciding to finish off.

I held the release of power until that time, then allowed the dominate energy to travel to the surface just under the skin where Jenna's and Shay's lips where sucking. Like the throwing of a light switch, I released the power and it raced outward on its way to command mortals to pay homage and give Shay her car. For an instant as the power rush threw them, all four girls slipped so far down into submission, as the sexual pleasure soared through them. In that moment they became nothing but small extensions of me and my godhood. The presence of power so great that all four beauties stop there assault and powerful came on their knees. 

As my reward of pleasure subside, I announced, "The world has just grovel to give your car, Slut." Then sternly looking down at Jenna, I commanded her to place her mouth on my godhead and drink my power. Jenna still dazed obediently opened her mouth and locked her lips around the crown.

"Shay, get below her. No women is capable of taking all of my gift alone. Drink the excess that flows from her mouth and be transformed with her into a powerful goddess." I instructed.

"Yes, Master. Thank you. I owe you my life." She said and got below Jenna and my enormous cock. Serinda and Roslyn resumed their ass and ball licking, as I commanded my cock to cum. As warned my liquid power filed Jenna mouth to the brink. She valiantly struggled to swallow, but the excess of the thick cum escaped the edges of her mouth. The thick liquid stretched down with the pull of gravity into the wide open mouth of Shay immediately filling her mouth, just to swallow it all, and be filled again. Four or Five waves of pleasure course down my cock until I was finished. 

Once done, Jenna and Shay fully prostrated themselves against the floor after the life altering experience. Without asking, Serinda and Roslyn crawled in front of me and proceeded to clean my giant cock with their mouths, making sure every drop of cum was cleaned off. Afterward, we were all silent, as I allowed my new slaves a moment to reflect on the experience. But at the moment, downstairs we heard a screaming match. 

While Jenna and Shay was undergoing the Ritual of Redemption, an angry, Mo Hassan, bust into the main room of Ramses' Harem to see seven of the clubs hottest stripper speaking with his nemesis and partner, Kaley DuBois. 

"You Bitch, Why the fuck are we closed during a convention week." Mo sputtered in a middle eastern accent.

Kaley smiled at him and said, "Staff meeting."

"A staff meeting are your crazy. We can't be closed at 11 o'clock. You think this business is some kind of joke. What could you possibly be having a staff meeting about with theses whores? Discussing the proper ways to shave there cunts." Mo blasted. 

"Now Moey don't be so rude, were having a staff meeting about some changes we are going to make at the club based on my new business model." Kaley said with a charming voice.

Mo face turned red, "Get the fuck out of my club, I don't know why you are here in the first place."

"Little Moey, did you forget I gave you 300K to open up. Beside it doesn't matter now, because you will be leaving soon." Kaley said.

"What makes you think I will leave my club? You crazy Bitch." Mo screamed. 

"Because I told you to, and your're not going to like the changes around here." Kaley said and pointed to the back of the dance stage. Where once there was large open area with just a wall length mirror and a brass pole, there was now large object covered by a white bed sheet. 

"Casey please remove the cover and show Little Moey our big changes." Kaley spoke to a gorgeous brunette dressed in pink panties and a black vest top which was open in the front. Casey respectful acknowledged Kaley and climbed up on the stage to the object. With a swoosh and several tugs, Casey was able to get the enitre sheet off to reveal the golden statute of my imagine with my 8 bitches worshipping me.

From Mo's vantage point, the blue crystal eyes of my visage stared down with power and dominance, giving the appearance to anyone in the audience I was staring directly at them at all times. "You are mad." Mo said, backing up unable to look away from the statute.

"What do you think of our new club theme?" Kaley chimed in to the horror stricken Mo.

"That monster will scare away our customers." Mo looked from the statue's commanding face down to the enormous cock to the worshipping golden female figures below it. Mo continued to back up until he bumped into a lounge chair. His eyes now glued to the idol's monstrous cock, studying the surreal size and striking aspect of masculine development. It was perfectly proportioned, but so unlike anything he ever imagined on a man. It was like a muscle, and incredibly powerful muscle.

"It is not possible. Such a thing could never exist." He said to himself, regaining some composure. And yet, he could not help being intimidate by it or stop studying it. As he drew in more details, he saw a black leather material wrapped around the base of the bicep size shaft. It looked like a belt with shiny metal loops attached to it. Struggling to make out what he was seeing in the dark club, Mo mind melted as he realized that what he was looking at where chains attached to the idol's huge cock that firmly were attached to the collars placed around all eight of the naked women kneeling before him.

All this time, Mo had hardly noticed the details of the physically perfect women at the golden idol's feet. But now looking at all the collars chained to the inhuman male sex organ, his eyes shifted back and forth to see that these golden representations of feminine perfection were worshipping the idol, chained to his cock as slaves. It then hit him that these incredible golden women were replicas of the same dancers that we sitting in front of him. Looking he saw, Shay, prostrating herself kissing the left foot of the idol, and then his heart dropped in his stomach, where he saw his girlfriend, Jenna. 

The statue of Jenna was directly to the idols right on her knees. Her slender hands raised up outstretched in pray along with two other of the club's dancers in a similar position on their knees. The look of the face of statue was a look he had never seen with the real Jenna. It was a despaired, needy, a wild look that combined both profound submission with devotion and love. Mo merely slumped, all the rage had dissipated, instead he merely reassured himself by saying to himself, "Such a man could never exist."

His reassuring words to himself were loud enough for Kaley and the dancer to hear, and Kaley answered his question, "No man, but a male god."

Kaley words shook him back to his senses. Staring at the statue had made him feel weak and pathetic, and looking at Kaley, his enemy, he realized she made and placed this image of this freak with his girlfriend and the all the club dancers worshipping him there just to break him down. Mo remember Kaley was just another whore, and like all whore's they were sick and twisted. Mo felt this rage return even greater than before, and with it his inner strength. 

In his madness, he thought that he made Jenna, the hottest stripper, fuck him and call him "daddy." And now, he was going to break Kaley by beating and fucking her senseless, even if he had to use force. His adrenaline surged and his heart raced pumping blood throughout his body causing his penis to swell in this demented anger. "I am going to fuck the shit out of you, you worthless whore." Mo roared stepping forward to rush her.

At that exact moment, I was standing behind the stage door entrance with my four obedient bitches , having come downstairs to confront Mo. Jenna had joyously assumed a lead role holding my hand guiding me back downstairs. Upon hearing Mo scream his threat to rape Kaley, Jenna jumped forward though the back door and yelled, "Mo! Stop!" At the same time, Shay put her hand against my chest and said quietly, "Please, let her... let my Sister honor you."

Jenna words brought Mo's initial momentum to a grinding halt, freezing him where he stood. Wild eyed, he looked up at Jenna dazed and confused. He was far more than startled by the loud voice, but Jenna words where now backed with a power far greater than any mortal's will. Jenna firmly walked directly at Mo wearing heels, a pair of very short jean shorts, and a cut off shirt with a very low bust line. Her movements were graceful that beguiled a sexy confidence and quick power that captivated and intimidated Mo.

She walked right up him; he looked at her perfect face and long shoulder length blonde hair and asked, "Jenna. What are you doing here?"

She looked back at my statue and sexily cooed, "I have found god."

Mo slumped and his stature fell even more. "That thing will destroy my club." 

"Little Moey, didn't Mistress Kaley tell you her plan." No one other than Kaley dared referred to him as that. Normally, he would have flew into a rage at being called Little Moey, but right now in front of Jenna, he felt too weak to do anything but shake his head no.

"It is brilliant. You see right now, the club's entertainers dance on stage and then go around to the customer's flirting with them, trying to get them to think that a beautiful women is interested in them, stroking their little egos, and then we beg them to show us how wonderful they are by paying us for a personal dance. You know what I am talking about little Mo, the way you make me call you daddy. I'm sure it makes you feel like a big man, but personally it is degrading to kowtow to someone beneath us. It makes us feel like whores, not professional entertainers." Jenna explained.

"Now, Kaley has a new idea for the club. In the new Ramses Harem, the customer comes to see us, because we are goddesses, living female perfection that is so beyond their wildest dreams. They pay us just to look at us. They will come here to worship us and give us the respect that we desire. High rollers will beg to go with us to the private rooms to kneel before us, just to get a glance at our pussies. Kaley's idea makes sure we will never degrade ourselves again, and all become rich in the process."

"This is crazy, why would men pay to humiliate themselves?" Mo asked lost in Jenna presence.

Jenna turned back to my statue, and said "because we are fucking an all powerful god that puts all men to shame."

"Kaley has made you mad, no man would bow down to you because your fucking that monster." Mo resisted.

Whack! Jenna smacked him hard against the face. "He is not a monster, he is our god and the only real man to exist." Mo was silenced, and didn't react. "Do you see that enormous cock, master of all gorgeous women" She pointed to the golden shaft. "Do you really think that mortals would not grovel before a woman who is a slave to that." She admonished.

"Never. I would never kneel." Mo mustered his last bit of pride in resistance.

Jenna smiled, "Kneel little male." She said. 

"But..." was all Mo could say, as horror filed his face. The impact of the sheer force of her words causing him to buckle at his knees. Dropping before Jenna feet, Mo just started up at her in confusion and awe. As he knelt speechless, Jenna casually peeled down her jean shorts revealing her shaven pussy and pulled down her cut off shirt to expose both breast to him. 

"Look at me your worthless wimp" She commanded. "Look at all of me." Mo wide eyes travelled down her perfect breast. His eyes being pulled to her smooth shaven pussy like it exerted the force of gravity on his eyes. "Look how strong Ramses has made me." She declared. He looked at her pussy like it was somehow different from all the times he fucked her. It was powerful, she was powerful, and before so much feminine power he knew in his heart he was nothing.

"You are no different than any other male, you all will all grovel before the women Ramses places his power in. Now show me, you are nothing compared to Ramses's bitch and kiss my feet, little wimp." She commanded, Mo dropped to kiss her open toed high heel shoe.

Kaley stepped forward to join Jenna before Mo's prostrate form. "From now on you will give proper respect, all the time, to Ramses bitches, starting with Mistress Kaley. Now, apologize to her and tell her you are going to sign over the club to her." Jenna said.

Mo grimaced momentarily then said, "I am sorry Mistress Kaley. I will sign over the club to you right away."

"Now, kiss her feet to seal the deal." Mo leaned over and kissed Kaley's foot.

Kaley smiled ear to ear watching her old partner finally submit. Jenna turned to her and asked her to go to the music room and play some appropriate music. Jenna then commanded, "Ok Little Moey, take off your clothes and show us your powerless shame."

"No. please" Mo begged and Jenna slapped him and sternly commanded, "Obey!"

Mo struggled to remove his clothes on his knees fearing to get up. Soon, he was naked exposing his hairy pudgy Arab body and a erect 6 inch penis. Humiliated she laughed at it, and called over the other sexy dancers, who all began giggling. 

"Now that we see your inferiority, I think you should show respect for your betters by kissing each of my Sisters' feet. Ladies, line up and let wimpy worship your feet." Jenna said as she moved out of the way so that so the each sexy dancer could have a moment in front of the groveling Mo. Just as Casey, walked up, Kaley turned on the club speakers and the song "Don't want no short dick man" started playing. All the girls began laughing hysterically at Kaley's choice of music, as Mo worship each woman's feet. By the time the song was over, Mo had humbled himself to each and every one of the girls. 

Kalay returned from the sound room with a leash, handed it Jenna and to put it on Mo. Turning to the girls, Kaley shout out that it was time show him how women treat a real man. All the girls let out a celebratory cheer and started toward the back stage door. Jenna tugging on Mo's leash forcing him to knee crawl behind her and Kaley, as the two girls talked to each other.



Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 07



Student,

This episode marks the turning point in the dialectic transition from virgin adolescent male fantasy into the uncharted realm of virtual reality of Cock Ring of the Gods. Under the Prussian Theory, the young virgin boy is driven by the new feelings of attraction to the female is both perplexing and constrained by his feeling of inadequacy in relation to the objects of affection. 

Lost to the female mind, the virgin speculates that it is his lack of masculinity denies him from attracting the opposite sex. All this is reasonable from his limited experience, since a female's femininity is the motivation of his attraction. Thus, the adolescent speculates that if he could be more masculine he could find a desirable suitor. His sexual motivation drives him to seek power and dominance to elevate himself from his peer and naturally begins to associate those qualities with his penis.

Simply put, the adolescent fantasy purports that large genitals confer power and dominance which will give him a mate and alleviate him from his uncertainty and self doubt. The Prussian theory pushes this logic further. What if the adolescent possessed something greater, something so powerful that all females would strive for it. It is in this vein that the primal fantasy takes root of the adoring harem of women, or the idealized god like male atop the mountain before his adoring female worshippers. 

However such unrealistic fantasies is but a blurry idea, a mere fragment of one's imagination of oneself, that is covered by the veil of impossibility. Up until this point, the main character has found himself on the adolescent divide of the dialectic transition. He see the mountain top but his role on top of it is blurred and unknown. He has gone along with the run following Kaley, the primordial Lilith, but unable to fully accept his power, and not really clear about its nature and role. 

This chapter, Rod and our readers, cross that dialectic divide and climbs atop the mountain and vividly experience the new reality formulated by the Prussian theory. In this chapter we postulate the academic question of what it actually would be like to be the god atop the mountain receiving his due of worship. 

The reader shall experience the sensations and sights of 11 gorgeous women communing in sexual congress with a single enormous sex organ of a male, and join Rod in the acceptance that because of the power of his manhood that women exist to serve him and adore him. Rod discovers that purpose of women is to give themselves for such a powerful gift and finding their femininity in total obedience and devotion. In this chapter, Rod learns to give his powerful cock as the ultimate reward for worship. 

Professor No Gratis

Cock Ring of the Gods Atop the Mountain

While Jenna broke Mo's manhood and established the supremacy of all my women over him, I had been led back to the temple by Shay, Roslyn, and Serinda. The three girls conscience of the arrival of the other girls quickly began preparing me. They quickly moved the temple alter to the side leaving just the throne in the back of the room, and then ushered me to central position for the others to arrive. Once positioned, they reverently began to strip me nude, removing each piece of clothing in the most submissive manner, as I stood passively watching them. 

As my godmuscle was exposed, the girls again where awash in a complex interplay of sexual, emotional, and spiritual pleasure. It was an sight that I was still getting used to. Here I was standing naked with my giant cock hanging to my knees doing next to nothing, and yet, the presence of something so incredibly powerful had made the three beautiful women fall to their hands and knees. They quivered in prostration to me, making little gasps and moans and whispering little prays to me.

With each passing moment, my godhood would fulfill and satisfy them. Each girl desperately compelled to try to express their gratitude for the unique experience it gave them. My mind reeled from trying to reconciling the fact that I was causing them such joy and meaning with absolute no effort on my part. As arousing an experience it was for me, it was still alien and somewhat troublesome. Kaley's earlier warning about the challenges confronting a mortal empowered as the supreme god came back. I would always be set aside by the rest of humanity. The power of my cock made me a supreme deity, but that same awesome power empowered and transformed the very nature of my masculinity. My masculinity was omnipotent.

Everything for all eternity would not merely be beneath me, but would be nothing compared to me. My experience over the last day had the same common thread with a growing cast of drop dead gorgeous women. My women were driven to compel me to accept my omnipotent masculinity. Every sigh, pray, and action was geared to recognize that the mere existence of my enormous sex muscle was something of unfathomable privilege to them. Shay, Roslyn, and Serinda knelt before me feeling that they were blessed. They felt undeserving of me and privileged by the presence of my all powerful godcock. 

In this new universe created by the cock ring of the gods, beautiful women were the lucky ones. My existence gave them the opportunity to experience true power. On my whim, I could allow the ultimate reward of looking, sucking, and even fucking my all powerful cock. Lesser women would never have a chance to earn my generosity, and mortal men, were fucked as merely enunic slaves to my harem. Their role, along with lesser women, was to look after and respect anyone I blessed with my divine cum. 

The ring had choose me cause I had the qualities of a real man. On the inside, I was compassionate, loving, and generous to women, and now with absolute power between my legs, I could also be dominate, assertive, and their unlimited provider. I could never be anything less than an alpha male in a world of subzero-betas. My future presented a life of perpetual dominance. I was given ultimate power to be worshipped, and I was beginning to understand there would be no deviation from that existence. 

Not that I wanted to reject an endless sea of beautiful women forever on their knees, like Shay, Roslyn, and Serinda were now, with me towering above them. My god cock was destine to experience ultimate variety and never ending pleasure at my slightest whim. All gorgeous women were going to compete vigorously to suck and pray to it. However, part of me struggled that this was completely opposite to mortal expectations. The world's most beautiful women were not supposed to give everything up for one signal sexual act with a man. They had their pick of powerful and successful men to bond with, and could have any desirable man for a sexual fling at a moment notice. And yet, here I was being told by Kalay that all beautiful women were meant to be my willing slaves for a mere lick at my now enormous cock. 

"Your cock is so powerful. So amazingly powerful." Shay acknowledged. 

With all eyes fastened to my flaccid 18 inch cock muscle, their bodies were treated to pure bliss by its divine power, the effect it had on all three girls was overwhelming. Even though they had just experienced it only minutes before, the Ring had designed my cock to produce a life altering experience each and every time I unleashed it. 

It was far more than arousal or pleasure to them, but it granted supreme satisfaction both sexually and emotional. Simply put, it rewarded them with the riches of my heaven on earth. As they stared at it, there was no illusions that anything else mattered to them. My massive cock was the beginning and end of everything. They knew all women wanted it, and it was the only thing they wanted. My role was to parcel it out as I saw fit. And at that moment, I saw fit to allow it to full satisfy them by allow it to hang before their eyes.

Because of what its power was capable of, the three girls embraced an extreme level of femininity, which further pushed me into a state of perpetual male dominance. They were filled with hunger for my cock muscle and that hunger drove them to objectify themselves as female sex objects for my glorification. For their entire lives males had objectified them as sex objects, and they tolerated it only as a means to their own personal end. However, I did not need to objectify them. For me alone, they wanted to be my personal property. Their greatest aspiration was to be commanded by their god, fulfilling my slightest whims was to be their sole and only purpose. They hungered to exist as my sexy and beautiful property. My fleeting wish became their greatest desires. My pleasure became the ultimate experience for them. 

From my throne, I focused my mind downstairs, and was able to remotely view Mo's humiliation. He had given respect to my sexy bitches by bowing before them and swearing obedience. He now understand that my bitches were his mistresses and they were to be in total control over him. As Mo had been broken, stripped, and collared as a slave to Jenna, I had thought about how I was going to handle my new sluts. I had no doubt that I was going to destroy Mo, simply because Kaley prayed to me for it. Unlike the other males I had interacted with tonight, I did not feel any regrets in what I was going to reveal to Mo. Mo had not only intended to rape and beat Kaley, my scan of his mind revealed the level of pride and arrogance he had. My new godly nature would not tolerate that kind of hubris before me.

Moreover, this was the time to make a first impression to my first Octirue. Mo would serve as a striking comparison between the inferiority of mortal males and myself as man god. The girls had feared Mo, he was there boss and controlled their lively hood for some time. The fact that Jenna easily brought this symbol of male authority to his knees, excited them. They all believed now what they were taught by Kaley and correctly reasoned that Jenna had obtained the promised power from my cock while she was upstairs with me and the other girls. All of this drove them to want to see, taste, and feel the power for themselves, and a quick scan of the girl's minds told me they would give anything for my gift.

Given my experience and everything Kaley tried to teach me today, I knew what was expected and realized that Jenna's display of my power downstairs had set the stage to establish my absolute dominance as a real man not just over other mortal males, but over all beautiful women. Jenna had shown them that all mortals would grovel before them as their Mistress, and now I would show them that Goddesses grovel before me as a living divine real man. And, Mo would witnesses them beg me for it, with everyone knowing I deserved far better than theses gorgeous goddesses could give.

When the gorgeous women reached the upstairs floor, I watched them parade into my temple. One by one their bodies and pussies melted in orgasmic pleasure from my exposed cock. Their legs giving out as they fell to their knees in joyous submission. Eight sexy women began to sexily crawl on their hands and knees to me, including Jenna who dragged the emasculated Mo behind her. For Mo's part he was at a complete loss as to how Jenna so completely dominated him, and still firmly held out that Ramses was nothing more than a figment of Kaley's fever imagination. 

However any hope that I was a fiction, and he could return to the shelter of his old life was dashed aside the moment he was dragged into the temple. He felt it before he actually saw me. The feeling of emasculation at the feet of Jenna was nothing compared to my total dominating presence. Mo felt thousands of times smaller, weaker, and useless, and he looked up to see the worst fear of mortal males. 

I smiled at him, enjoying his punishment for his hubris. He took in my full naked glory. He saw my perfect all powerful body defined with sculpted muscles made not of gold but real flesh and blood. I was causally resting in my chair with my muscular arm holding my head. Before me on their knees was Serinda, Roslyn, and Shay with their arms open reaching out to me. They were praising me loudly and Mo could hear them.

"Oh Ramses for you are great and powerful. Only you possess the power to grant all women their dreams. All the power of the gods belongs to you and resides in your perfection, inside your manhood. And all women are blessed to be your worthless slaves because of it."

I arrogantly waived my hand to gesture to Shay to move aside, and Mo watched her spasm in pleasure and thank me for giving her an order. And then, he saw it, and he knew he was nothing, everyone was nothing compared to me. My godhood hung majestically soft off the throne. All he could think was how powerful it looked, and he realized that even in it flaccid state it was causing all the beautiful women to cum. He looked at his ex girlfriend and saw her face in pure rapture, it was the look every man dreamed of giving their woman. The beautiful expression of feminine sexual bliss at the hands of man, and they all had it on their faces. The air was wet and smelled of their pussies.

He looked up at me, and I winked at him letting him know I wasn't even aroused and I could give pleasure greater than any man could dream of giving a woman. He stared back a my flaccid cock muscle, and took comfort in the hope that it was too large to actually get erect. Maybe he hoped he could keep his manhood, if only I couldn't get hard. Maybe, just maybe, he would still have an advantage on me cause he could experience theses women's bodies where I could not. 

I allowed him to hold on to his false hope for a moment. Instead, I turned my attention to my sluts and commanded, "Come to you lord." Eight women never lifting their heads off the ground, crawled with intense erotic movements towards me. They all took slow long movements showing off their tone bodies for my pleasure, competing for my attention in doing so. All of them hoping I might be pleased by their sexy submissive crawl to me. Even Kaley, the guardian of the ring of the gods for 10,000 years was rendered a helpless female in heat before my naked grandeur. 

Gasping in pleasure, she begged for the permission to stand, which I granted. Once up, she strutted up alongside me ready to speak, but lost herself staring at how truly enormous my cock was. I had to interrupt her lustful silence by yelling, "Bitch, you have something to say to my sluts."

Kaley jumped, apologized me, and thanked me for calling her a Bitch. 

"Kneel up Sluts, my beloved Queen wishes to address you." I commanded from my throne. The girls rose up, many with confused looks as their pussies experienced intense pleasure for the first time form hearing a command from me.

"Sisters" Kaley started. "Since the beginning of time women like us knew we were special. We could see it our eyes and lips, in the shape of breast and legs. Each of us are blessed with the hand of divine. Like all mortals, we need power to exist and maintain us. The power to eat, the power to provide shelter, the power to find companionship, and the power to experience happiness, joy, and love. I was there long ago when gods roamed the earth. Each god possessing a little power in each of their domains. There was a god of the hearth, of love, of war, of farms and field. In the beginning, they cared for us giving us the power in exchange for our worship. All mortals needs were provided for by the many gods. But then they became greedy and began to fight for our worship. "

"Their greed almost destroy us and them. So in time a challenge was made, the ring was forged, and all the god's placed there power in the ring. The ring degreed that there would be only one god and he would grant all the power of the gods. A challenge was made and it was decided that deity who possessed pure masculinity would be the new supreme god. Then I was choose to select which one of them possessed the qualities of a real man. At first all the emasculated gods attempted to prove themselves real men, but they failed."

"In time, the gods faded away and the power that sustained mortals was locked away in the ring waiting for a true man that never rose up to assume his power. With the fall of the gods, our once divine beauty became a curse. Mortal males lusted after our perfection, and hated us cause they knew they were too weak to possess us. The mortal males formed a alliance with the lesser females that envied us to enslave us. "

Civilization was formed from this plan. And with this new concept, a few had harnessed what little power remained, the power mortals generate from their labor They restructured the crumbs of power that was left into new concepts like nations, money, and laws. In control of this power, they called themselves kings, emperors, and even gods. The mass of people were at their mercy and enslaved with a new concept called servitude. A system that exists today, where the full fruits of mortal's work is taken by their bosses, and what crumbs are left are further taxed." Thus, the mortal's labor, the one source of natural power remaining, was transferred to the few."

"For us, we were giving a choice work as slaves like the multitude, keeping just enough of the power to slowly die like the masses, or become their whores and be provide enough to sustain ourselves. For ten thousand years our kind has been made to submit to powerless mortal males to survive as their wives, concubines, and whores."

"But tonight Sisters, the time of famine has end. One man has proven to be a real man, and has accepted the ring. He is now Ramses, supreme male god, cuckolder of mankind, dominator of all existence, ruler of the world, satisfier of all pussy, the one true real man, and liberator of alpha females. For he possesses all the power of the gods, and for him all beautiful women will give up their minds, souls, bodies and pussies. He is both god and real man, and like a true man his awesome power is in his enormous cock."

Kaley turned to me and knelt. "Your sluts and bitches beg you to suck and worship your power. Please lower yourselves so that so many hot pussies here tonight can be rewarded beyond their dreams."

I stood up from my throne, and sternly said, "My beloved slaves, I shall love and care for you like no man has ever done. Each of you shall only know bliss and happiness in my embrace of absolute male power. Thru my divine strength, I shall treat you all like real women, and you shall treat me as the one and only real man."

Turning to Serinda and Jenna, I commanded, "Rise to your feet." Although both girls were continually flowing in pleasure in the naked presence of my muscle, they came harder and thanked me for a direct command. "Strip off all you clothes, except for your collars and heels." 

They looked directly at my eyes, as they slowly removed their clothes, revealing their perfect bodies to me, while the other 9 women and Mo remained respectfully prostrated before my throne. They took their time, and added to their erotic display with aroused statement of praise for me. Each girls thanking me for telling them what to do, and proclaiming my male power and greatness.

Once stripped, I commanded Kaley to hand out the slave collars to my other Sluts. The collar were black with the words "Ramses Owned" printed on it and had a single metal loop in the front. Kaley placed a collar on the neck of each beautiful dancers neck, and locked the collar firmly in place. "Rise sluts, and strip for me." I commanded.

A collective thank you was given, as now 9 more women performed a strip tease for me. 9 pairs of eyes locked on me with a show of gratitude and desire only for me. Once, the entire room was naked and collared, I commanded Kaley to place the collar of ownership on my godhood, just like the golden idol downstairs, and then she handed a thin chain to each women. The collar of ownership on my cock muscle was like the girls chokers. It was black with the word "I am Ramses" on it, made out of an elastic material that would stretch if I chose to become hard. The only difference was it was thicker, and were the girls had only one metal loop, my collar had a dozen or so loops around the band.




Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 07



I was partaking in one of the ritual's Kaley had created for my religion. The girls called this the Ritual of Ownership, and all the girls knew their part, having rehearsed this dozens of times with Kaley in this temple. I started with Kaley first summoning her to stand before me and my throne. She stood naked before me with her eyes cast down, and I asked her the ritual question, I had scanned from her mind.

"I am an all powerful, and true power is mine and mine alone. I am above all things, and need nothing of the world. Why should I lower myself to share my power with you or any other mere female mortals?"

Kaley gave the ritual answer, "Great Ramses, you are more than the supreme deity, you are also the supreme man. Your godly power is housed in your enormous cock muscle. We know that all beautiful women could never hope to adequately worship something so strong and masculine as your one cock. By we seek to worship our god, by worshipping his godhood, by respecting him as an all powerful male. Let us show the whole world that you are the only real man that world will ever know."

"As a real man, you alone deserve to have your godcock worship by perfect female flesh. Compared to your power we have nothing to offer, but we can give all that we are to you, so your omnipotent masculinity can be complimented by the highest level of femininity the world has to offer. "

"Oh Great Ramses, Please accept me as one of your women, slaves, goddesses, priestesses, sluts, and most of all your bitch. All I am is yours. All I want is too please and serve. My only purpose is to be commanded and my only ambition is to beg for the greatness of your cock." Kaley finished.

I rose up from my throne, towering over Kaley at 7 feet tall. I opened my arms in an embracing gesture. "I accept you as my woman, and reward you with my love. Place the chains of your eternal bondage to me as your man and god on my enormous godhood." Kaley stepped forward with her eyes looking downward on the giant sex muscle between my legs and locked the other end of her chain to one of the metal loops on the collar of ownership. Once done, she slowly walked backwards, her eyes never leaving my cock muscle, until she returned to the other girls and joined them on her hands and knees.

After Kaley, my four other Bitches who tasted my power were called forward. Serinda, Shay, Jenna, and Roslyn all recited the ritual words and chained themselves to my cock collar. 

Then I turned my attention to my new sluts.

There was Carrie, a blonde with a perfect round tits. 

Linzi, a brunette that barely looked eighteen with a amazing toned body.

Cassey, with her green eyes and brown hair, stuck me with the reverent look she gave me.

Ali, another blue eyed blonde who must have spend most of free time in the gym.

Cassandra, a perfect blonde with a baby face.

And Sami, and really sexy blonde with a dazzling smile. 

After all of them underwent the ritual of ownership, they returned to their place and prostrated themselves. As I dominantly stood above eleven of the most beautiful women in the world. Each one on their knees with their hand extended outward to me, and their faces pressed firmly against the ground. Eleven sexual fantasies of mortal males, collared and chained to my one enormous cock.

I addressed my new slaves by assuring them that my love was absolute that through my god muscle all their dreams and desires would be effortlessly answered by me. Rather than address each slut separately, I turned to Kaley as my high priestess and asked, "what do my slaves desire from their god?"

From her knees she responded, "All women seek only one thing from you mighty Ramses, we seek your permission to Beg. For permission to beg to pray to your godhood is the only route to supreme joy."

They waited for my command, while I took in what Kaley said. I could sense tremendous excitement and expectation from all my new girls. My education so far had lead me to understand the ring's design for my relationship with my women. The ring had caused the world to revolve around my pleasure and desires. I was expected to do whatever I pleased without regards to others, and the more selfish I acted, the more rewarding it was for my bitches. 

The more self centered I was the more pleasure and happiness they received. I ordered them around, they begged to be ordered. I stood, they begged to kneel. The ring had a plan for how my bitches would communicate with me as their god that would enhance my worship and my fundamental status of supreme male. Just as they got an addictive charge out of being ordered around, they felt a burning need to beg, and since my god cock could do anything for them, begging their god favor was inseparable with begging to have sex with my cock muscle. For them it was a life affirming experience with their all powerful god.

But before I lower myself to allow them to beg for my cock, I wanted to demonstrate to them and Mo that each slut was prepared to offer everything to be my possessions and slaves. 

I commanded Jenna and Serinda to crawl in front of me. 

"Both of you have committed hubris before me and have been forgiven, and I have restored you to grace as my slaves. A real women has no desire other than to crave my supreme male will. I wish to be glorified by relieving myself on the pussy that mortal men compete and long for. Show the world that even performing the most degrading acts for your god is to be considered greatest honor to all beautiful women." I said.

As I told them what I wanted, both women began bucking uncontrollable in powerful orgasms. I watched them struggle to remain in control their bodies, as they begged me for this honor. I instructed them to lie on their backs under my massive cock and have their wet pussies kiss. I watch them rearrange themselves so their gorgeous bodies were fully exposed to me and their shaven cunts touch each other. 

With another command, Sami, Cassey, Ali, and Cassandra crawled alongside me and reached out for my monster muscle. With eight hands, the girls aimed my godhead directly at the juncture between the two pussies. I placed my hands on my hips, ready to piss on the two incredible sexy pussies below my enormous cock.

I commanded Mo. "Mo, crawl to your Mistress who put you on your knees and look at how beautiful her feminine sex is." I ordered, and Mo crawled forward to us. Wide eyed, he stared in uncontained lust at the naked females. 

"Boy, you paid for that pussy. You would pay for it again, if I let you. You would pay for it with everything you got. I don't pay for it, they pay me with their souls for my cock muscle." I explained, and a powerful stream of piss erupted from large piss hole. My sluts expertly managed my giant pissing cock, directing the stream on the juncture of two snatch below me.

"Thank you, oh great Ramses for blessing us." Serinda proclaimed. 

"Listen to them sissy thanking me." I commanded.

"All women are going to seek to be used like this by you. Thank you Master for allowing us the first to submit to you like this." Jenna said.

Holding my hands on my hips, I looked downward at Serinda and Jenna. Both girl's eyes were glassy like drugged, as if pissing on their pussies had placed them in some pleasant dream world. "Jenna look upon your pathetic excuse of an ex-boyfriend and tell him what you feel." I said.

Jenna rolled her sleepy eyes to look at Mo. With his face plastered against the ground, their faces were no more than a foot apart. Jenna smiled at him, and said, "Little Moey, you are not a man. You are nothing cause you are so weak. Look at him, Mo. How masculine and powerful he is. He can piss on any pussy with his massive cock muscle. He makes us real woman, a total sex slave in love with him."

The stream of piss slowly subsided. The girls holding my cock looked at me with awe, and began to beg to suck my godhead clean. "Please let us have it." Cassandra begged with her baby face. "Go ahead, show this wimp how bad women respect my godhood." I relented. 

Four women descended on the head, thanking me over and over as each took turns sticking their tongues in the piss hole, while the other three gently licked the fist sized head. While they cleaned me, I commanded to Serinda and Jenna to go clean up. All eyes were focused on my cock and the girls worshipfully cleaning it.

I turned to Mo and told him, "Mortal, I am so much of a man, this is what women want for me. My cock muscle is so powerful that they need me to allow them to worship it." 

"Enough" I commanded; the girls stopped cleaning my cock. "You have done well. Now I wish to show you all why women treat me with such love and respect. I will allow you to pray for may godhood to answer your dreams. Beg me to become hard, sluts."

The girls began to beg me.

"You are god, please show us how powerful you are"

"You cock muscle is so great, it puts all women in their place."

"Please let us see how great you are."

And so on.

"Behold" I announced and willed my cock to harden. The god muscle thickened and elongated pushing below my knees, then the incredible strong chords of muscles in my cock shaft flexed mightily and began the lift the 25 or so pounds of cock upward. As the enormous organ straighten out, pointing slightly at a raised angle, a powerful taste of pussy with a hint of vanilla hit my mouth and nose. It was a combination of my perception of their devotion and awe for me, coupled with the actual discharging of 11 pussies being rewarded with pleasure beyond mortal comprehension.

"Bitch, announce my sluts desires" I order Kaley.

"Your slaves all witnesses the power you bestowed on Jenna. They all want you to impregnated with your white glory. You are so powerful please do this for us." Kaley pleaded.

"It this true, out of all the things in the world that my god muscle can give, the finest mortal pussies wants my cum." I mocked them for Mo benefit. I was greeted with a chorus of "Yes Master" from the girls.

"Very well my cunts, Pray to me so that I may reward you with satisfaction of your desire." I agreed. Eleven breathtaking beauties surged forward on their knees to me. The next thing I knew Cassandra was licking my asshole, Carrie and Ali were licking a giant testicle each, Roslyn and Serinda were kissing my feet, and five more kneeling sex goddesses were frantically sucking, kissing, and licking my enormous godhood. Kaley had sneaked around back of me and struggled on her tippy toes to speaking into my ear.

"Look down my lord. You god muscle is all powerful and all important." She said to me. I looked down at the rings ultimate design of both power and perfection. The colossal cock rutting out from me in a perpetual state of dominance, completely overshadowing the female perfection slobbering over it. Standing high above the masses of male sexual fantasies, I could see the thick powerful chords of cock muscle that supported the unconquerable symbol of male dominance and power. It's incredible mass encased in flawless bronzed skin that could feel every mouth, tongue, and lips that worshipped it. 

"You are so generous and loving to your slaves, allowing us to share your infinite male strength." Kaley reminded me. I continued to stare down at the incredible sexy women who were selfishly indulging on my godhood, trying to take as must advantage of the opportunity I gave them. Jenna was in front with her eyes closed savoring my godhead. Her little mouth sucking and licking the head. Occasionally Linzi and Cassey, who were on next to her, would struggle to get control over the godhead, pushing Jenna toward the shaft.

Near the base, Sami and Cassandra worked the thickest part of my god cock. They seemed to be obsessed with the powerful chords of muscle that put all other men to shame. Sculpted by the ring to resemble thick veins the size and thickness of a mortal cocks, the girls had began sampling the steel like hardness by sucking on them like mortal penises.

"Feel their worship, listen to their prays" Kaley urged. My mouth was filled the taste of clean pussy and vanilla. I could feel their awe, obedience, gratitude, and love. I opened my mind and heard their prays. A single need resounded from them, "Master, please fuck us like a real man with the power that makes you a god."

"Humble yourselves." I commanded and the women understood to immediately prostrate themselves. Cool air hit my enormous cock, as the flesh of super hot women remove themselves from their suck fest. The muscular shaft shined with shared salvia, as sat down on my throne. Kaley knelt alongside me, beaming with pride. "Command them." Kaley encouraged.

I studied theses women of mortal sexual fantasies. My eyes roaming over their perfect female bodies. Unable to decide which to pleasure first, on a whim, I picked the cute brunette Linzi to be first. "Linzi, you shall be rewarded first. Mount my throne." I announced. Linzi convulsed in pleasure, and sprang up to me. Like the former high school gymnast she was, she climbed up placing a foot on each side of my waist. Her body facing away from me. My godhood rose straight up between her sexy legs. The giant godhead pointing directly at her ass and shaven snatch with only a inch or two of space between.

Hot molten pussy juice pour out of her in her orgasmic state, flowing down to coat her god's gift to all beautiful women. Kaley ordered five more girls up to the throne, and soon two girls were hugging my legs placing wet kisses on the outside of my thighs, as Serinda loving licked my balls, while the two fantastic blondes, Shay and Jenna began to clean Linzi's flow of juices off my shaft. The other six girls remained prostrate with their heads touching the ground and began the pray that Kalay had trained them to say.

"You are so big and powerful."

"So strong and dominate."

"So generous and loving."

"So superior and masterful."

"So great and good."

Over and over they repeated in a low steady chant, while Linzi praised me telling everyone how powerful I was. I allowed them to worship me for a while, until I final decided to command Linzi to sink the head of my cock head into her pussy. She took about three inches of all powerful cock in her pussy. My cock stretching out her little pussy beyond her comprehension and filled her with pleasure that surpassed the insane pleasure I gave her before. Warm wet pussy stretched around my massive cock head, as the walls of her tight pussy fired off in wild non stop spasms. Her juice rolling down my shaft, flowing over the hills and valleys created by the chords of cock muscles, as I watched Shay and Jenna clean it off with their tongues.

"Tell Sissy Mo, how good I am?" I told Linzi.

Linzi from atop my all conquering cock looked down at her former boss. He was groveling looking up at my throne. "He is so great and giving. His godhood is so powerful it gives pure pleasure and joy. Just three inches and he has given me more than any women could ever want, so much more than you or any man could every give."

From my side, Kaley strode in front to address the rest of my slaves. "Behold, the greatness of his powerful cock. Infinite male power and dominance. In its vast size contains all the power of the ancient god. A loving and giving god who allows his glory to penetrate Linzi's mortal pussy, knowing Linzi is not worthy of him." 

"Linzi, you are my bitch, my slave, my personal property. Another weak and inferior mortal to your lord's divine cock, without worth or meaning. I alone give women meaning. My godhood alone makes them powerful and superior to all creation. All women shall have but one desire and purpose to obey my will. My pleasure and wants are all that you shall want, taking my orders shall be the highest goal." I pronounced.

"I am your bitch, Master! Thank you... Thank you...." Li.nzi screamed out. Her pussy muscles continued to tightly gasping my giant cockhead, as her dripping pussy warmed my shaft. 

"I am a real man, the only real man. I do as I please. I answer to no one. I alone am the master and owner of all things. I am always in a state of absolute dominance. I treat women however I want. I fuck or have my enormous cock sucked whenever and by whoever I want. This divine cock muscle shall enter thousands of beautiful women and be sucked by many more. I am a jealous god, and all hot women will all wait and beg for my one cock. I am a powerful god, whose power is so great that I will never worry that any women will betray me with a mortal man. I am a loving god, who shall share his power and bless all gorgeous women." I pontificated.

Kaley moved up to the orgasmic Linzi and kissed her passionately on the lips, while her hands siezed her pert breast. "My Master, we owe you for your cock. All women are grateful when you take it out. Whenever you fuck one of your pussies, or allow your bitches to suck on your mighty god muscle, all of your other bitches know that you have given all women a blessing beyond imagination, and that we owe you everything because you are such a real man." Kaley announced.

Linzi had arched her back towards me, supporting herself on the arm rests. Between her legs, my giant cock impaled her. I grabbed her shoulders and firmly pressed her down on my massive cock, saying, "Surrender your womb to your god so that I may give you fulfillment."

Three more inhumanly thick inches slipped in at my command. The giant fist sized head pressed firmly against her cervix. 

"So much power! So much power!" Linzi screamed as my godhead penetrated her womb and opened up a singularity to the dimension of her soul. She descended another 4 inches and squatted upright over my supreme cock. Her mind and body ruptured as I rose to stand, supporting her entire weight on my cock muscle.

"Respect!" Shouted Kaley. And the brunette, Carrie, ran up behind me and stuck her tongue in my ass, together with five other hot girls licking and sucking my shaft, balls, and legs. The entire region below my waist was awash in adoration. "Bitch, take my divine cream." I roared. 

My giant rod swelled and then white hot pleasure surged from within my balls down my shaft and erupted into the vast cavern of her feminine soul. I firmly gasped both of Linzi's hips and pulled her down, thrusting my godhood against the back wall of her essence. Pulse after pulse of liquid energy filled her until the pressure forced the power giving liquid back through the tight seal of her womb and down my muscular cock shaft. I could feel the burning heat of my divine power flowing down my shaft and out of her distended pussy lips.

The thick liquid rolling down into the mouths of Jenna and Shay, and then further down to my balls where Serinda also fed on my white power. Linzi whimpering in joy as I held her firmly looking directly into her glassy eyes. "Bitch, your god loves you." I told her as her pussy continued to contract, massage, and worship my cock that ruled her. 

As my pleasure subsided, I released my firm grip and palmed her ass. Linzi eyes had rolled in her head, exposing only the whites of her eyes. My incredible body easily lifting her weight off my all powerful shaft and gently placing her twitching body at my feet. Kaley with the help of the tight blonde Cassandra moved Linzi's semi conscious body back away from me.

Looking down at my hot slaves, I caused my godhood to lower from its upright position parallel to chest to perpendicular position, so that it jutted straight out from waist. Freed of the embrace of Linzi's pussy, Jenna and Shay could barely cover vast surface of my cock muscle. I decided to remedy that by calling forth the three groveling sexy slaves in front of me, Cassandra, Casey, and Sami. 

"You worthless sluts, clean your god's power" I commanded looking down at them sternly.





Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 07



The three girls squealed in excitement and crawl to me to join Shay and Jenna. Now, five beautiful woman were sucking and cleaning off my cock, while my balls, asshole, and feet were continually being licked. Kaley returned from placing Linzi down to return to my side and give me more verbal praise. "Look down at the fantasies of mortals, and know you are a god." She spoke to me and I did, and all I could see were gorgeous females communing with my powerful god cock. They were sucking it and giving it pleasure as I stood above them as a their master. 

"Sami and Cassandra, bend over my throne and present my pussy to your god." I commanded. Sami and Cassandra sprang to the throne as the whole crowd spun around to look at their perfect asses bent over with their legs spread. I walked over and pointed my cock muscle at Sami wet shaved pussy.

"I will do anything for my god. You are such a man, so dominate, so strong, so superior. Please fill me with your pussy enslaver." Sami screamed at me looking over her shoulder. 

Kaley directed the action by saying to the other girls, "Honor him by placing his divine cock muscle in your sister slut's pussy. Show him that unlike worthless mortal males how great he is by encouraging and expecting him to fucking other pussy." Six hands gripped my rod and aimed it at Sami tight wet pussy.

"Master, please fuck for us."

"It is so unfair for one man to have so much cock. All other males are nothing compared to our god."

"Ram her, ram us all. We all live for you."

I thrust forward as they guided her to the entrance of Sami's pussy. This time I did not delay. I just plunge all away through her womb into to her soul. Sami head arched back as her pleasure surged her into the realm of the divine, and she uttered, "He is god."

Her little pussy lips stretched in a perfect circle around the massive cock muscle that was fully embedded in side her with more than foot of cock outside. The outside cock continually being sucked and worship by four hot women, as my balls and asshole was tongued with abandonment. The other girls either hung to my legs or groveled next to my feet, with all of them giving up utterances of praise and gratitude for my godhood.

My ego on fire, I could not help but get into the spirit of things and started to speak down to my bitches calling them worthless and undeserving. The name calling just driving my bitches in to further orgasmic worship. The tongues and mouths swirling on my flesh with getter need, as Sami continued to chant "He is god."

I fired off my divine cum into her with the same force and volume I had with Linzi, roaring the word "Bitch." The beautiful women clamp down to drink the massive excess but this time in the dog style position, my liquid power dropped to the floor. Several girls squealed and began lapping it up from the ground, as I slowly pulled out.

"Clean me so that I may continue to bless my slaves." I commanded, and Sami juice was quickly removed from my cock muscle by five licking tongues. Again several female hands seized my god muscle and aimed at my next pussy.

"Beg your god for his blessing of power." I commanded Cassandra.

"Please master, I need your powerful cock in my pussy. I need you to tame my wild and selfish pussy. Make me only care about my man's wants and needs." She implored.

This time I steadily pushed forward slowly taking all of Cassandra's pussy and finally conquering her soul. Cassandra was a small girls and like all women, my cock was far more than she could handle. 

"Thank you. Thank you for enslaving your bitch with your godcock. Oh, Master I can't stop cuming. Its so strong and powerful. You are so giving." Cassandra exclaimed.

Again, I placed my hands on my hips and looked at down at my bitches. The girls were so amazingly sexy and entirely focused on my one cock with pure adoration and worship. I started to ram my cock in and out of Cassandra's overwhelmed womanhood roaring, "Feel your god's power. Feel how powerful it is."

Kaley added to the sexual worship by proclaiming my power while I demonstrated the awesome power of my cock on Cassandra. 

"The whole world shall bow down in total submission to your divine cock muscle. The whole world shall acknowledge their inferiority and inadequacy to your male strength. All beautiful women shall look at all other males and realize they are worthlessness compared to you. In your enormous cock they shall see the power to grant them effortless all the love, pleasure, and joy they have every dreamed of."

I began to piston my hips in smooth 12 inch strokes. My giant balls beating the shit out of Serinda and Carrie as they did everything possible to make sure that would get their tongues to slide pass my balls on each stroke.

"So much... So much.... His love is so great." Cassandra mumbled. 

Again I fired off, filing and overwhelming Cassandra's womanhood. My thick cum pouring out, girls licking everywhere to get a sample of it.

My entire existence awash in worship and adoration. My mouth filled with pussy and vanilla as I became stronger and more powerful than before. With Cassandra crumpled on the floor at my feet, I reached out to Ali, another gorgeous blonde, and hosted her high in the air and placed her pussy just above my cock muscle. Looking directly at her blue eyes, I made one command, "Beg".

"I give you everything I am. Your cock is beyond powerful. It is beyond everything. I am your slave. You are my god." Ali implored.

As I listen to her plea, I could feel my slaves sucking and lick off the juices of Cassandra had cover my cock with. I could feel their devotion in clean my enormous godhood. I looked down below at Jenna, Shay, and Carrie frantically cleaning me off before I used my cock muscle again on Ali's pussy. To them, my greatness demanded that my cock always be cleansed of pussy. Kaley had drilled that in to them that it was a holy order to insure my cock muscle was in a state of perfection before I penetrated a pussy.

I delayed my thrust and instead lifted Cassandra ass even higher in the palm of one hand. Both Jenna and Shay quickly traveled up my cock shaft to my godhead and devotedly cleaned the head with their tongues. As they finished up clean every drop of Cassandra's cream, Kaley stated the obvious to my bitches.

"Never forget, Ramses is sharing his glory and power with you. He is making you all very powerful. You shall all be strong, dominant goddess. Like him, mortals shall bow before you as weak slaves. Males will beg to suck between your legs, knowing they are unworthy to suck your essence from his pussies. The same essence we clean off his godhood to show him that we are collectively unworthy of him."

"Feel absolute pleasure and love, Bitch." I roared as I impaled Ali. Ali arched her back and her body explored in rapture. I didn't hold back, I just rammed straight through her womb and penetrated her soul in one mighty thrust. Her entire existence immediately went to work on worshipping the all powerful cock muscle inside her. Pleasure surged around the portion of my shaft that her being could handle. Her pussy and soul rupturing in orgasm forcing her to uncontrollably give my godhood perfect sexual attention.

I stood in a state of pure masculine dominance as below her the rest of my cock shaft was literally being sucked and licked in unadulterated worship. I glanced at Mo as he trembled on his knees in the back staring wide eyed at my display of divine male power.

"Boy" I said to him. "Come forward and witness my supremacy." Mo began crawling to my throne until he was just behind the circle of beautiful women that surrounded me. There were now only 8 gorgeous women who remained, 7 kneeling and sucking me while Ali was impaled with about 10 inches of super thick godcock. Mo stared dumbstruck at the juncture of Ali pussy stretched around my cock muscle as Ali screamed that she couldn't stop cumming.

I could taste Mo's envy and awe of me. "Sissy, my cock is the power of all the gods. You fear and envy me for my cock muscle. You understand the my godcock has the power to grant any women status, luxuries, sexual pleasure beyond human worth, and happiness that transcends all understanding. My cock muscle is beyond everything they need and is their ultimate reward." I bold announced.

I lifted Ali body up exposing more and more cock shaft in the process. Her thick white cream spread across the up half of my cock muscle, while I only kept the head firmly embedded in her pussy. "This is the cock that every man dreams to have." I said allowing him to gaze at its tremendous size.

"A cock that owns and dominates every beautiful woman on Earth, to only know love and worship from them. To know that their only need is to please and submit to me. To hear their joy at every instruction and order I give them. To know that they are faithful no matter what I do or how I treat them. To see their pride and respect when they see their fellow beautiful sisters share their sentiment for me" I announced as I forcefully slide Ali's body down my enormous shaft causing her to scream out.

"My god! My god! So much power in my pussy. You are so good to me!"

As I felt the incredible tight wetness engulf more and more of my massive shaft, Ali body lowered so that her face was looking directly at me. Her beautiful eyes burned with satisfaction as her blonde hair hung chaotically around her shoulders.

"Yes my slave, I am beyond good to you" I said.

Ali scream in non stop pleasure, and she, "Your Cock is so great. I am fucking a god."

"In my generous love for you, I now share my power with you directly from the source of my power. Prepare yourself for my divine cum." I announced as Ali locked her arms around my head.

"Yes! Yes! Master. I want that! I will give you anything for your power. Please I want to obey always!" Ali screamed as her pussy continually squeezed by hard shaft. 

Then from below, Kaley joined in and said, "Sister, our god, Ramses is going to release his power in another pussy. This is the single greatest act in creation, and act of supreme generosity and love to mortal women. We must acknowledge this and show him our gratitude and respect to him for firing off his ultimate power in any bitch he chooses. Let us beg him, thank him, and show our indebtedness to him for fucking and cuming in our Sister slave, Ali."

The remaining girls began to beg me to cum in between sucks and licks of my cock, ass and balls. In between a dozen or so acknowledgments of how powerful I and my cock was, the girl's profess their total desire to obey me. Then, I commanded my cock to cum inside Ali. 

Ali arched back in rapture as my divine gift transformed her into a goddess. Waves and waves of liquid power shot directly up into her soul through her perfect pussy. My own pleasure soared through my powerful sex muscle as my balls forced her reward up the tremendous length of my shaft. Every nerve in my cock become more sensitive and greatly amplify the intensity of my own orgasm. 

All my pleasure augmented by a profound sense of gratitude from my incredibly hot slaves, pushing me further and further to accept my entitlement and ownership of my own pleasure. Each girl forever grateful to be a part of the apex of human existence, culminating in their god cumming into another mortal pussy. 

The girls competed to drink the power giving liquid that backfired down my shaft in thick globs. I stood with my hands on my hips as my cock muscle fully supported Ali's beautiful body that adored my godhood. All of the them being transformed and made better than human by my divine essence. Each moment their endless adulation and worship of me as a real man increasing my power. Throughout the whole ritual orgy, I could feel my cock growing stronger and more powerful. Every fiber of my shaft being enriched by the beautiful slaves submissive worship, and its excess energy filling the remained of my perfect body with divine power.

Suddenly, I tapped into that energy and with my mere mental will alone began to lift the half conscious Ali off my godmuscle. Slowly her amazing stripper body rose from my shaft, exposing more and more of my incredible cock. Until finally, my godhead was exposed and her delicate body hovered over our head. I gentle maneuvered her prone body to spot in the back of my newly empowered bitches, while Shay, Jenna, Carrie and Cassey stood up to begin cleaning the top half of my cock muscle of Ali's girl juices and feed off my remaining liquid power.

Pleasure resumed on my shaft as tongues and lips slided over my godhead and upper shaft. I stood proudly watching the gorgeous girls clean my cock, knowing full well that beautiful women sucking on my gigantic cock would become a sight I would witness multiple times a day. This was there moment in the sun. My cock had proved itself to be sole source of their satisfaction and then some. For my godcock, they would reciprocate with love and devotion that no merely mortal could ever fully comprehend. 

They defined their worth and purpose as women in terms of being slaves to me and personal property, caring for the wants, needs, and pleasure of their god had become the measure of their worth. Every moment would be dedicated to eliciting my commands and taking my orders. I was an all powerful male, any they were all lucky to dominated by me. There would be no exception. Every beautiful women would seek slavery, and all would profoundly grateful to be owned by me.

One man with one cock owning all the hot pussy, because his cock was infinitely strong and powerful, contrasted by a multiple of weak and powerless mortal males like Mo. Mo was still groveling before me only a few feet away. He was both terrified and in awe of what he was seeing. 

Kalay noticing my attention on Mo, turned to him and commanded "Show his women, your shame, your tiny penis. Your weakness and inferiority compared to him. Show us that he is a god and the only true man." Mo shook at Kaley words and nodded no to her.

Mo slight defiance of Kaley pissed me off. "Little wimp, my obedient bitches are goddess to you. All mortal males must give them total submission." I roared down at him, while I towered over him having my enormous cock continuously sucked and worshipped.

On his knees, Mo obediently began to strip off all his clothes with Kaley egging him on.

"Show us, Little Mo. Show our god how mortal males will take orders from any women he places his god cock inside and cums in. Oh master, your god muscle is so powerful. It is true power. It is such a great gift and blessing to all beautiful women. Look how your women suck on it, knowing you are great and above them. You are a real man who is the master of women. No woman will ever have power over you, because you cock renders all women submissive and grateful."

Mo struggled for a moment, and then rolled up on his knees naked, exposing his cubby 6 inch penis. "You are nothing Mo. You are not a man, you are weak and will always be worthless. You sole purpose is to serve women our god fucks." Kaley said.

All the girls still conscious took a moment to stop their oral worship to look at their former boss. They looked at him with revulsion immediately associating him and his penis size with inferiority and weakness. I discovered at that moment that the contrast between my enormous muscle rising from my groin and any mortal penis created an immediate reaction of hostility towards mortal males. This was no random reaction. The Ring had designed my Cock to transform the most beautiful women into ragging size queens. 

I could feel their emotional reaction like my own feelings. In one instance as their eyes were focused on the chubby nob of Mo, there was complete scorn and then anger directed at themselves for ever considering Mo as someone of importance. A sense of how dare a weak slave waste my time. It only lasted a moment though, and then, their focus riveted back to me and my enormous cock. My cock muscle still remained enormous and powerful, and continued to be posed to provide them with all their desires without limits. 

The girls submissively looked up at me seeking permission to indulge in the use of my god cock. They waited expectantly for my answer, never doubting that everything must be done in accordance with my divine will. I answered their prays with a single flex of my giant cock unleashing its divine masculine power causing all the girls to spray pussy juice in powerful satisfaction. The quantity of it comingling forming a puddle below me, reaching out to the knees of the naked Mo.

It was a powerful affirmation of a god's selfless love for his bitches. And four hot girls around my powerful cock screamed out, "Thank you for controlling us as our god." Then they reciprocated with wanton selfishness by continuing to experience absolute divine cock with their mouths, lips and face. I was content in allow them to indulge in their greed for the power of my god cock, knowing I existed as the ultimate provider of these women.

I reached out and stroked Jenna hair, then forcefully pulled her away from my gift of cock so that she looked at me desperately. "Please don't take my god's power away from me. I repented to you Master" She pleaded.

"Yes, you have Bitch. And I have shown that I am the giver of all joy and power. But now, I want you to know my commands."

"Thank you. Please, Master, this hot bitch need to take your commands."

With my sheer mental power, Jenna body rose up above our head with a startled scream. I positioned her naked body sitting with her legs spread posed just over the helmet of my god head. My display of divine power drove the remainig girls wild, as they redouble their efforts bathing my ass, balls and cock with their tongues. 

With Jenna floating 8 feet above the ground looking out toward the growing pile of pleasured pussy and the emasculated Mo on his knees at my feet, I said. "Your mortal pussy has tasted the ultimate reward of absolute male power, and I have empowered you to become my one of my many bitches."

I looked down at the defeated Mo, "My bitches are above you! above all mortals, except for me. They are meant to rule and dominate. They shall treat you as the beg for me to treat them."

"Yes Great Ramses, I will make them grovel before me. I want to remind them they are not men, they are weak and useless. I want to show them they exist to serve as slaves to all your bitches. Your cock makes us strong, gives us the power to rule over our inferiors." With a though , her pussy moved down to touch my godhead, then began to gently rub her wet pussy lips around my cock tip.

"Oh god, I am cumming, can't stop cumming. Your cock is so powerful. I want the whole world to know how great you are. I want every little dick wimp to know that they are worthless pussies compared to you, and we are all in total obedience to you for your god muscle."

"I can't believe that I allowed that little sissy to buy my body. He is nothing. He nothing but a weak wimp. You alone own my mind, body and soul, and you deserve so much better than me. You alone are above all the gods, you have all their power in your all powerful fucking cock!"

I lowered her body forcing her pussy fully apart. For the second time in one day, Jenna experienced the greatest experience in the universe. I stood proudly with her impaled on just my cock head, feeling her pussy muscles literally worship the ultimate gift I was giving her.

"So much! So much!" She wailed. "Look little Moey, his godhood is the center of the universe. Everything is worthless and bows down to its infinite power, and its inside me. Nothing can compare to what he can give to any women."

I dropped her down fully down on my shaft. The incredible thick muscular cock stretching her further and further, as the godhead pieced her womb and descended into her soul. Several inches of muscled shafted remained outside and unconquered by Jenna's womanhood, leaving ample room for the continuing sucking of my cock even when I was full inside Jenna.




Cock Ring of the Gods Ch. 07



"The supreme god's power is in my soul." Jenna screamed as my cock gave her ultimate pleasure. Mo could only stare at his former girlfriend as she continued to verbally praise me.

"His enormous cock is everything. Everything a woman can dream of. Its power provides us with every desire, need and aspiration. It give us pleasure and meaning which renders everything else meaningless. If a women gives him the slightest displeasure, or entertains the most fleeing thought of independence, he can deny her of everything worthwhile in life." She continued.

"He does not have to mince word, or waste time on listen about my excuses. He doesn't fear that he will lose my love or even my hot body to another man. He knows he is too strong and that I will remaining on my knees begging over and over to suck on his god cock with every other beautiful women."

Mo timidly looked up at me from far below on his knees, as Jenna continue. "Look at his confidence. He is worthy of pure arrogance with his gigantic sex muscle. My pussy is squeezing and worshipping his cock muscle. I am cumming all over it and I can't stop. Think of all the pussy that he has fucked in the last hour. All that pussy dedicated to giving his one cock pleasure. All those beautiful girls who are continually sucking his cock, even while he is fucking one pussy after another."

I commanded her body to start rising up and down in a smooth and steady 10 inch strokes. Mo watched me stand passively as Jenna body began to masturbate my enormous cock by my will alone. The giant thick shaft being exposed and engulfed in a steady rhythm. 

"He chooses who when and how his cock is fucked and sucked. He never has to ask. All beautiful women are continually begging for it, throwing themselves at his feet. All he needs to do is give them permission to worship his cock. He can choose any women and receive his pleasure at a mere whim. And all his women are his, giving everything of themselves to him, for only him. Our every thought directed at his worship and pleasure. Our only desire is to have him bless us with his orders and commands. His approval and wishes are our only concern." Jenna babbled.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Jenna grunted as I made her body's motion began to accelerate up and down my shaft.

"Every hot pussy on earth existing to worship him on our knees in humble submission. Our only desire is to constantly remind him that he alone is a real man, reminding him that he is the owner of us. Our minds, bodies, souls, and especially our pussies are his personal property to do whatever he wants with. We live to encourage him to do as he pleases and remind him that everyone is expected to obey his wishes without question." Jenna body contracted as her soul and body began to transcend mortal pleasure.

"His godhood is so strong. We are all so lucky to have him dominating us a our god. He deserves so much better than us!" Jenna wailed as I commanded my balls to fire up again. My face was hard, demanding, and in control as I stared directly in the eyes of Jenna. I could feel the building pressure as the surged began to travel up from my balls. The brunette Carrie could feel I was about to again bless another pussy, and she forced her salvia coated face and tongue back and forth on my divine balls with renewed passion.

Carrie moaned into them in gratitude as they began to contract in preparation of transfer of pure liquid power into my obedient bitch. Jenna sensed it too and her face turned to a cross between terror and rapture. I continued to stare down hard on her as sheer pleasure surged up my all powerful cock. My shaft bulged as the mass of divine cum moved upward, while the three girls drove in moaning against the cock that was delivering power of every woman salvation into another pussy of their sisters. 

Powerful blast exploded upward in steady rhythm. One, two, three, and so on, each electrifying my entire body and spreading outward to cause all the girls to quiver in increased orgasmic pleasure. Jenna's body bathed in my raw power. Her existence overwhelmed beyond the point of non existence. Her body and pussy shaking uncontrollably on my immovable cock. On the eighth or ninth wave, she was unconscious and dead weight on my cock.

I did not bother to ask for help removing her, I now merely willed her body to join the pile of the others who I blessed and conquered. My giant cock still incredibly hard and bulging with muscles in testament to its ultimate superiority over the women who experienced it. Changing tactics, I crossed my arms and looked down directly at Mo, then I will myself soft and the two foot solid erection flopped down against my knee. The girls at my shaft moaned in disappointment and attempted in vain to restore my vitality. 

"Heel, Slaves" I barked, and the six remaining girls removed their faces from my body with gasp of pleasure from my demeaning order.

"Bitch! Kaley! present your pussy to this sissified male."

"Yes Master! Thank you for ordering me." Kaley replied, and rose up from the saturated pool of female juice that now covered the wood floors. She quickly stood in front of the defeated Mo, and spread her legs, exposing her perfect pussy to him.

"Bitch, command him to drink your piss."

"ooh, Yes Master, thank you for ordering me." Kaley squealed in excitement as I expected after yesterday display of the golden shower on Serinda ex-sugar daddy.

"Slave, open your mouth and drink the piss of a goddess!" She barked down at Mo on his knees.

There was no hesitance. He immediately opened his mouth to allow Kaley to position herself over him. Kaley empty her bladder into his mouth while he stared up at her in submission. Not a drop was lost, as Kaley finished up, turning to face me with a victorious smile.

"Slaves, this is what all mortals are compared to my goddesses. They exist to serve my bitches without question. " I announced then asked rhetorically, "Goddess Kaley, why must a mortal serve my bitches?"

I could see Kaley light up realizing I was allowing her to preach for me. "Because your godhood has made us so superior to mortals that they are nothing more than slaves."

"And what is a goddess compared to me." I commanded.

"They are all worthless before your might. Before so much male power, our entire existence is defined by earning your commands, my lord. The only value we have comes from access to your powerful cock, and only those whose sole desire is to be completely owned and used by you are worthy of your grace. " She said.

Suddenly, Kaley dropped to her knees and spread her hands and face into the girl juice that coated the floor, then rose up and with desperate need began to beg me to drink my piss like little mo did for her. It was perfect symbolism for Mo and the other girls. "Sluts! Respect" I commanded and six pairs of hands raise the soft monster from my knees and held it up to Kaley's lips. I let Kaley continue begging telling the others of her need to debased herself to me. Her voice becoming more and more filled with need until I finally commanded Kaley to allow her access to my cock.

As her perfect mouth encase my soft cock head, there was no doubt to anyone she need to do this, nor any doubt how badly the other girls wishes they were her. So much had changed in the last 24 hours. I had changed so much that as the piss erupted down her throat that I felt not merely entitled to do this, I actually felt annoyed at Kaley for taking unwarranted liberties by indulging in favors far more than she deserved from me.

For a moment I remembered back a day ago before so much power was between legs when such a thing would have outrageous, but Kaley interrupted me.

"Thank you my god for letting me fully humble myself before the supreme real man and allowing to experience womanhood by way of your male power."

Then further, the other girls joined in thanking me as well. My irrational annoyance had decreased and was replaced with a sudden realization. I was toughly transformed, not just physically but mentally and emotional. I was a product of the Cock Ring, and I existed to be worshipped as a man, a perfect all powerful sexual male. The women were not warped by the Ring's force, I was transformed into a man that women could only be capable of worshipping, a extreme absolute form of worship. For my power and being depended purely on theses lovely creatures worship of me. 

"Carrie and Cassey! I have yet to reward you. Do you wish to experience my divine power?"

"Yes Master!" Both girls excitedly responded.

"Good slaves. On your hands and knees and present your asses to your god." I commanded.

As expected the girls thanked me and began begging me to fuck them from behind. I moved to position my giant cock behind Carrie first, as Kaley, Serinda, Shay and Roslyn immediate stuck their mouths on my cock, balls, and inside my ass. Without delay, I began my assault on Carrie shaved pussy, and within seconds, my giant muscle of cock was buried deep in Carrie's pussy and soul. 

"Worship my ultimate power, slave." I commanded and Carrie began to thrust back and forth on my shaft.

"Master, you are so strong and powerful, I am nothing more than your property. Every beautiful women is so lucky and blessed to be your slave. You are such a powerful god, always dominant and masculine, you are a man, a real man. Please make me your bitch. Please cum in me. Master." Carrie pleaded as I gave her ultimate pleasure.

Boldly I announced, "Slave, I shall give you the ultimate reward for total obedience as my woman. Prepare to become greater than rest of humanity for your god is about to fill you with divine self worth." 

"Yes, Master" Carrie screamed, as my balls fired liquid power into her.

Pleasure engulf everyone, I pulled out and my greatness and watched it be cleaned of Carrie's juice. Then, I moved to Cassey who begged and praised me for a few moments, until I drove my cock into her and came. Once, I pulled out of Cassey the ceremony was complete. I had transformed 11 gorgeous women into divine bitches, each with the power to control and dominate every mortal on Earth. 

Kaley, Serinda, Shay and Roslyn, who I already blessed, dutifully cleaned my god shaft uttering praises to me while I stood surveying the after effects of my worship. Mo remained on his hands and knees in the back. He had learned his true place and would never again trouble Kaley or my goddesses. The hard wood floors of the temple were drench in an inhuman amount of pussy juice, and the seven who I bless were sprawled out semi conscious laying in the their own discharge. 

The place was a mess and the girls were a mess. Mo would have a lot of mopping to do, and the girls would need to shower. Beyond that, I was at a loss of what to do. I looked down at my godhood that was still being sucked. I was still impossibly hard and powerful, and I could feel how the girls worship had made me far stronger than before. I could feel the pure power flowing through and around me, and I understood that I had complete control over it. My power was a by-product of all this worship, and the ring had arranged the world to give me more and more power through the worship of sexually perfect women like the one before me.

Looking down at the four remaining priestess, I willed my cock muscle flaccid. As it flapped against my knee, the girls looked up at me with gratitude and devotion. There was a silent understanding among them that what I did for all of them with my cock in the last 3 hours was beyond the realm of expectation; they had tasted absolute power and realized there was nothing else that mattered. Kaley smiled up at me unbridled pride; I had done well with my first Octrue.

"Well Ladies, what is next?

 Students, I apologize if their is a disconnect with the cast of characters. Given the sheer number of women partaking in the union with Rod, keeping tract of names and body parts is becoming a problem. I assure my readers that my assistant, Elisa, has dutifully complied detailed graphs and spreadsheet cataloging the women and anatomical flow of bodies. Accordingly any errors are mine.

The Professor