Gift to a God

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Some of us worship the sun, and sometimes the Sun notices...


Lacy's got her whole life ahead of her, but she isn't going to live by anyone else's rules. She's a curvy girl with a voluptuous attitude matched only by her bust line, but she’s not about to let anyone get in the way of her dream backpacking trip through Central America. If the locals can’t handle her bosom and her devil-may-care attitude, too bad for them!


When she finds a spot to bask in the sun, though, not everything is as it seems. The local villagers aren’t happy with her, but when they set out to teach her a lesson she finds that an ancient Sun God intervenes on her behalf.


Are his intentions honorable, though? Because the ritual involved to make her his bride involves two men, and both of them have been gifted with the prowess of a God…


Warning: This 6,000 word short story has been written for an adult audience. All of the participants are over the age of 18, and the THREE people indulged in the acts described very much want to be there! Come along, and see if Lacy is up to the task of fulfilling a lustful ancient God!


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“There,” someone called from behind her, and she didn’t even bother to turn her head. There was nowhere to run, not now, and nowhere to hide, what with the chamber full of sunlight such as it was. All she could do was throw her head back and catch the sun in her eyes, then whirl to face them.


There were two men creeping up on her. She couldn’t make out more than the vague outline of her forms, as once again the sun in her eyes had burnt her vision momentarily clean of such things. Still, when she looked at them there as an explosion of Spanish, some Portuguese cuss words, and something else. Something older…


“Get up,” one of them said eventually, his hand on a gun tucked into his belt. When she didn’t move, he yanked it free and pointed it at her. As her vision returned, so did his confidence, and he stepped forward and thrust the weapon into her face. “I say stand!”


Lacy held up her hands and stood, the sun glinting off of the weapon fiercely. “What do you want?”


“You,” he said, and the other man gasped out loud when the first one grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to her feet.


Gun guy growled at him and the other guy shut up, but not before she saw that he had a knife in his hand, and that the metal was stained with something that looked very fresh, and very red.


“I wasn’t trying to steal anything,” she said, standing up and letting him lead her deeper into the chamber, through a portal she hadn’t seen and into another long hallway. The guy with the knife followed close behind.


The man with the gun put it back into his belt and shook his head. “Nobody thinks you’re a thief. You have a place here.”


“More place than us,” the other man muttered.

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