Punge and Sabe had never been with a man before, but as one would expect, suddenly finding themselves in charge of a year teasing the handsomest man on earth was a prize definitely worth winning. Poor Demetrius, he had hoped so much that his many decades of experience being teased and tormented by Goddesses, Princesses, Nymphs, Faeries and all sorts of other supernatural beings would have prepared him for this year with the two of them. He discovered, quite to his horror, that being intentionally teased, as opposed to accidently makes a HUGE difference. His two beautiful captors were relentless and his whole body, from his swollen throbbing balls, to his perpetually hard cock ached and writhed in perpetual agony.
The two lovely guards were like a pair cats that, having captured a mouse, spend every minute of each day playing with it, amused at its frantic attempts to escape. That was how they spent their days, exploring every inch of Demetrius's body, toying with his body like those cats would with their hapless prey.
They discovered for example that lightly licking the very base of his balls sends him into uncontrollable shivers. When Demetrius's toes began to curl, whatever they were doing to cause this was immediately increased in intensity, being sure to stop right when they thought he was about to cum. Luckily for Demetrius they did not know about the curse of Aphrodite, but if they HAD, it would have been much much worse for him as they would have had no need to stop. As it was, his daily ritual was quite an ordeal.
After sleeping on either side of him through the night, their naked bodies pressed hard to his chest, one of the girls would slowly lick and tease just the tip of his cock with her tongue while the other would squat over his face, rubbing their slit over his nose, keeping it just out of the range of his hungry mouth until the girl herself could not take anymore and plunged herself desperately onto his ravenous mouth, shivering and shrieking with glee as his exceptional oral skills brought her an instant orgasm. Both hoped so much to be chosen to be among the twelve girls to receive the gift of his sperm from their great God Asasara.
Experimenting each day, the two curvy beauties constantly came up with new and delightful ways to torture the poor struggling Demetrius, but it was their queen that brought their program of denial to new heights of ecstasy for them and depths of desperation for him. Queen Helkios retrieved some skin from one of the annual moltings of Asasara. Explaining to Sabe and Punge that since the skin was still a part of the body of their God it still had great power and would help them in their preparation of their prisoner for the ceremony. The two guards had Demetrius tied spread-eagle in the middle of the dungeon before the queen came in to demonstrate the new method for his sperm production. As he came into her view, her smile grew even wider as she observed how much fuller his testicles appeared. He would provide a great harvest this year and as the chief priestess of Asasara, she was convinced that the Goddess would shower her kingdom with many untold riches and blessings.
Feeling the smooth cool scales of the snakeskin in their hands, both girls noticed an odd tingling sensation as it rubbed over their palms. The tingling grew warmer and more pleasant as time went on, but it also made every touch of any surface it passed over magnified a thousand times. Winking at her two servants, Helkios took the snakeskin back into her grip and turned to face her prey.
When the queen walked over to Demetrius, she licked her lips openly at his nude form displayed before her, feeling her own arousal rise as her warm musky juices began to run down her leg. She giggled to herself as no prisoner before had ever excited her as much as this one had, and she half regretted giving the job of his preparation to two novices. She herself would have had so much amusement getting him ready, and of course, properly grown to his full potential. Tying the snakeskin around his balls, she cupped them firmly in her hands, appreciatively grunting at their incredible weight. "My dear boy" she cackled, "This year's harvest may be the biggest yet. I have never felt man sacks this full before, and you have been here but one week. I cannot imagine how they will feel on the morning of the sacrifice." Demetrius said nothing but groaned at her touch and involuntarily tried to dry hump her hand. He was suffering no doubt, but his torments were only to worsen greatly now. He moaned as she handled his balls, knowing that it was almost a century since they had been emptied, not just a week as the queen thought.
As the beautiful Helkios tied the snakeskin around his dangly bits, Demetrius slightly winced at the tightness, but was pleasantly surprised at the sensation. The snakeskin felt warm on his flesh and had almost a tiny vibrating sensation to it. As he hung there adjusting to this new development, the skin began to pulse and ripple, slowly circling round and round his cock and balls in a lazy eight.
The movement and slickness of the scales were also sending waves of pleasure through his body as he thrashed, both in pleasure but also in an attempt to escape the torturous manipulation of his manhood. It was pure heaven but also hell as the Goddess Skin sensed his reactions and adjusted its throbs, vibrations and undulations accordingly. As his excitement level grew to the point where, without the curse, he would have shot off an enormous load the throbbing stopped, only to return to its desperation inducing duties as soon as his tumescence sagged in the slightest. It was diabolical as it was perfectly adapting its movements and techniques to ensure maximum arousal. The time gap between stopping and starting began to shorten until after only one hour it was able to keep him almost perpetually in "the zone" that if he were not cursed would have been seconds away from orgasmic eruption.
Queen Helkios, Sabe and Punge watched in erotic fascination as Demetrius was teased and stroked by the dead skin of their Snake Goddess. The queen, winking to her two servants instructed them to unchain their prisoner. Falling to her knees, Sabe begged to leave Demetrius bound. "Your highness, we fear for your safety. The prisoner could lurch at you or attack your presence, maybe even kill you. Our job is to project our queen and it is too dangerous."
Irritated at Sabe's failure to follow her orders, she approached Demetrius herself and snatched the keys from the trembling hands of Punge. "You are loyal servants, and I understand your wish to protect your queen, but your lack of faith in Asasara, may her name be forever blessed, is blasphemous! Trust in the Goddess my servants." Helkios then unlocked Demetrius and he immediately dropped to his knees, kissing the foot he had worshipped before bringing a warm sigh from the Queen's lips. Petting his head like a kitten she purred "See, he will offer you no trouble at all, not as long as he is wearing the skin of Asasara, which he cannot remove." Detecting disbelief in her two suspicious guards, she turned once again to Demetrius and ordered him to run towards the window and escape, assuring him that no one would stop him.
Looking confused but possibly seeing a way to escape, Demetrius bolted down the hallway and straight at an open window that just begged to see his naked form pass through on a desperate dash to freedom. Four steps away from the Queen he dropped to the floor in agony, but not the agony of teasing but the agony of horrific pain. The skin had gone from teasing his manhood to painfully torturing it, and the scales on the inside of the ring felt like tiny fangs biting into his flesh. He cried out in pain, grasping his poor defenseless balls doubling over on the floor, weeping and praying for the torment to end. Queen Helkios, now looked disdainfully at her two unbelieving servants and pointed to Demetrius, writhing on the cold stone floor in front of them. "Oh you poor servants of little faith. Our great God Asasara, may her name always be praised, is ever watchful of her people and will always protect us. She has chosen this boy for her sacrifice and has provided us the tools to prepare him properly."
Waving her hand gently in a circle in the air, Demetrius collapsed as the frightful pain subsided and the sharp fangs retracted back into the skin, resuming their continuous teasing loop around their dangling and exposed targets. "Now" extending her long leg out upon the floor and wiggling her toes "Come show your Queen your gratitude at blessing you with the mercy of Asasara". Knees still shaky from the recent attack on his manhood, he slithered across the floor on his belly and kissed the big toe of the gorgeous queen before moving up to pay homage to the bridge of her foot. Helkios, obviously pleased at his reaction, smiled and rubbed his cheek with the side of her left foot. Despite his terrible situation, and the constant teasing and threats, he smiled. Happy to have brought her some satisfaction as he recognized the taste of her juicy nectar which had streamed down her leg all the way to her ankles.
Sabe and Punge, nipples quite erect and gushing juice more than ever looked on in awe. They felt shame at having doubted Asasara, but now knew that chains would not be necessary to hold him, and that gave them many opportunities to explore his limits, but also to have him service them in more delightful ways. Bowing to their queen they watched her as she had Demetrius worship his way up her body while she sat enthroned on a nearby chair. She said nothing and did not indicate any emotion as he kissed and stroked her legs with his hands. Slurping his way up her stomach on the road to her royal honey chamber, already heated to a low boil of increasing arousal at the feel of his tongue on her body, Demetrius again resumed throbbing in desperation as the taste of the queen coupled with the sensation of the Snakeskin drove him wild. Despite the silence of Queen's lips, her nipples, dark, red and quite erect now gave away her true status. She was going crazy with desire for him as he licked and kissed her body.
Several hours of this was enough for Helkios, and she ordered Demetrius onto the ground. Straddling his body with hers, she ran her dripping slit over the head of his cock, careful not to overstimulate him as she wanted to build his seed, not release it. He shuddered at this action as this was worse than if she had just tried in earnest to get him off.
Taking her right hand, she guided his cock over her engorged and pulsing clit, using it to rub circles over her sex. Each tiny circle around his glans sent him farther down the hole to madness. Her own nectar provided more than enough lubrication as it poured out of her like an overfilled wine jug. The super light touch of the queen's nub upon his glans sent Demetrius quivering. Each swirl of his penis against her flesh seemed to send a lightning bolt straight into her womb, tearing open canyons of lust which grew stronger and stronger with each minute. After three hours of this had passed, Helkios finally collapsed having used Demetrius's tool for her erotic pleasure countless times and never to be topped by anyone or anything again.
