Alone in the temple, wrapped in white, my wrists still sore from the cuffs, I should’ve been afraid. Instead? I was burning.
The gods demanded a pure offering, but I refused to give them that. Instead, I gave myself my own pleasure first. My fingers slid into me , teasing, circling, pressing deeper, finding some toys too, making myself tremble right there on sacred ground.
By the time I was done? I was soaked, breathless, and completely unworthy of sacrifice. But I didn’t regret a single moment. 😏🔥