Posted by High Priest on January 13, 2001 at 22:11:06:
By High Priest
She had been chosen exactly one year ago. She was still at home, on the cold January morning. Her parents urged her to study harder. The High Priest entered her family's hut. They spoke in hushed tones, sometimes staring at her. Young-flower did not consider herself pretty. She was short, with long black hair. She had small breasts and a very thin waist. However, her hips were wide and her upper thighs were thick.
Young-flower's mother tearfully told her daughter to accompany the high priest. "You have been chosen for a great honor, my daughter! You will represent the Corn Goddess Xilonen next year at the great ceremony!"
Young-flower wanted to run away. She panicked and ran for the door of her hut. Four warriors grabbed her and carried her over their heads. They held her long skirt over her legs, so people wouldn't look at her legs.
Young-flower screamed all the way to the great temple complex. The men took her to a darkened room. Then, there was silence. A beautiful woman, in purple robes and feathers entered the room. Young-flower cowered in a corner. The beautiful woman touched Young-flower's hair and quietly told her not to fear. She told her all her needs would be cared for. That she was now a goddess.
Young-flower stayed in the room for three days, refusing food and drink. On the third day, the beautiful woman again appeared with a platter of delicate dishes. There was a stew of turkey mole, some fine tortillas, fresh fruit and dishes of stewed vegetables.
Young-flower ate greedily and calmed down. She knew, then, that she wouldn't be harmed. The older woman stroked her hair and said that she should be honored for being chosen.
She pointed out the window at the great pyramid. "One year from now, you will dance and sway to the great drum as the Corn Goddess calls you."
Young-flower stared in both horror and fascination. Since she was twelve, she had horrible dreams of being offered as a sacrifice. She saw herself bent back over a stone altar, with masked muscular priest ready to stab the obsidian knife deep in her.
The older woman then quietly asked her if she had ever had sacrifice dreams. At first, Young-flower lied, but finally admitted to them. She took Young-flower by the hand and led her into another chamber, lit with torches. There were murals painted on the walls. The murals showed a young girl, looking quiet like Young-flower being led up a pyramid.
Then there were scenes of the young girl being stretched out on the stone, with her legs spread wide. The next series of paintings showed the High Priest doing something between the young girl's legs. Young-flower almost fainted. She had never seen anything like this before.
The older woman led Young-flower outside and introduced her to four handsome men. They immediately teased and joked with her. For the first time, she felt at ease. The four men introduced themselves as young priests in training.
They told her that they would be taking dance classes with her.
During the next three months, Young-flower attended classes on Aztec history and religion. The teachers emphasized the importance and sacredness of being a virgin sacrifice. She was given very modest clothing to wear. Once a month, she was clothed in a long red dress, cut on the sides up to her calves. She was carried out to the great Square, where the High Priest would incense her and bless her. People would line up and pray to her. She was now Xilonen, the young Corn Goddess. She accepted the seeds of young corn that people had saved. They prayed to her, asking for good health or a good harvest.
By the fourth month, she had lost her fear. The dance classes were difficult. She had to swing her hips and twirl and then be lifted high in the air. The dance would always end with Young-flower being bent backward.
The music was mildly hypnotic and caused strange feelings in her stomach. During this time, she was treated as a chaste maiden. She also started having sacrifice dreams again, many of them sexual.
She told the woman, whose name was Flaying-Priestess, about these dreams. During the first four months, they had become good friends. The older woman told her it was natural for girls her age to have these dreams, especially chosen virgin sacrifices.
By the sixth month, her fear was gone. She now accepted her role as a goddess. She listened to the people in the square and publicly offered prayers for them.
In the last month before her sacrifice, she was fitted for her outfit. Now, each day began with a long-hot bath, followed by a long period of body massage.
Each day, she was given a strange drink that made her stomach feel whoozy. Her dreams became wilder and wilder.
Two days before her sacrifice, the great festival began. She was dressed in a long white and green gown cut up the sides to her knees. She wore a white headdress and carried two corn-cobs. She was led out in a great procession, accompanied by a booming drum.
The drumming effected her in her belly. The four men, who trained with her accompanied her in her dances. They lifted her in the air, sometimes pulling her skirt up above the knees. People could now see her thick muscular thighs. They weren't fat, just muscular.
She was taken back to the temple complex where she remained until the ceremony. On the morning of the sacrifice, she was ritually bathed again. She was taken to a room where the High Priestess incensed her body. She was given the sacred drugged juice of mushrooms and fruit. She was told to lay down on a bed of red roses.
Four girls began to rub oil into her body and massage her. They softly chanted over and over again, "Sacrifice, Sacrifice, Sacrifice! As they massaged her body, Young-flower began to moan. "Who are you, the older Priestess asked? I am Xilonen, Young Flower replied."
Xilonen was turned over on her back. Two young priestesses began to shave off her pubic hair and underarm hair. Tow others caressed her nipples and breasts and kissed her cheeks and ear lobes.
They massaged and oiled her legs. They noticed that her sex was just a cleft, with no protruding vaginal lips. No wonder the High Priest had chosen her!
She could now hear a flute playing. They made her stand up. A pair of white cotton panties that tied on the sides, was placed up her legs. Inside was a red rose. It was slowly placed between her nether lips.
A white gown was placed over her head. It was cut low in the front in a giant vee, exposing her small breasts. It was cut high up on both sides, up to her hips, A white headband with a single green feather was placed in her lush thick hair.
The two, young priestess now brought out two chains with bells attached to them. They clamped them on the young girl's nipples.
A white gossamer swath of cloth was place over her, hiding her face and upper body from view. She couldn't see under the cloth.
Soon, she could hear deep drumming. Again, she felt it in her belly.
Pairs of hands led her outside, People were chanting, "Sacrifice, Sacrifice, Sacrifice!"
The more they chanted, the wilder Young-Flower, now Xilonen felt.
She started to sway to the chanting. The drumming grew louder and felt like it was vibrating off her clitoris. Her head swayed back and forth. The drugged drink was taking effect.
She was brought out to the Great Square and made to climb up a small platform, which was covered with young corn seeds. She could feel them squashed under her sandled feet.
The High Priest stood behind her and took off the cloth covering her. The people cheered wildly, then grew silent. A conch shell announced the beginning of the ceremony.
The High Priest blessed the people and then blessed the Goddess Xilonen. The High Priest held a gold chalice. He told her to scoop up some of the young corn seeds. She did so and the people cheered again.
The people grew quiet again as the conch shell blew again.
The High Priest smiled and took her hand and led her off the platform. The drumming started again, accompanied by flutes. The four male dancers came into the Square. She recognized them under their skull masks as the men, who trained with her. The High Priest took the chalice with the seeds from her and led her to the bottom of the pyramid. He walked up the pyramid holding the chalice in the air. The drumming grew more hypnotic as the four men began to dance with her. As they danced, her skirt flew up, exposing her thighs and undies to the crowd. She breathed hard as she was twirled and lifted.
They danced faster and faster. She felt dizzy. Finally, the drum boomed a long beat, and she bent backwards in their arms. Her legs were highly exposed. They quickly lifted her over their heads. Her arms were positioned over her head, and her legs were splayed widely. They held her high over their heads as they walked around the square four times.
Then they slowly carried her up the steps of the pyramid. She breathed hard and her head swayed from side to side. They carried her, swaying her slightly. They carried her to the curved stone altar and slowly bent her back over it.
They opened her legs wide. Xilonen continued to sway her head back and forth. The High Priest swiftly pulled the strings on her panties and held them up. He threw them into the sacred fire.
The he took the red rose from between her legs. He held it up. It was now partially covered in white juices. He laid it on the arms of the idol of the Corn Goddess. The drumming began to grow slowly and hypnotically. A single flute wailed. The High Priest held the chalice with the corn seeds between her open legs.
He slowly began to finger her clitoris to the beat of the great drum. He held the chalice up to her lips. Her vaginal lips began, fist to quiver, and then they opened slightly on their own. White juices seeped into the waiting chalice.
Xilonen did not realize what was to happen to her. She began to struggle as she lay on the altar. Strong hands held her arms over her head, and other arms held her legs wide. The High Priest bent down and began to suck Xilonen's clitoris to the beat of the drum.
He opened her lips and plunged his tongue into her. The drumming grew furious. He opened her lips wider. He could now see the filmy hymen. He surrou8nded her hymen with his teeth.
The conch shell blasted again as the high priest bit into and bit out her hymen. Xilonen screamed loudly and thrashed more forcefully. Her thick thighs quivered and shook. The high preist held the chalice up to her lips to collect her first blood and juices. He stood up and furiously fingered her clitoris again.
Xilonene, now swayed her head back and forth. He impaled her with his finger as her forced more juices on to the corn seeds. Finally, he stood between her open legs and slowly put his penis into her. Her wet cave accepted his tool and sucked it in. She screamed again as he plunged into her.
He moved to the beat of the drum. She felt his strokes and the drum beat simultaneously. He stroked within her for quite a while. Then he quickly pulled out.
He knelt down and began to circle her clitoris with a feather. The drumming grew slower and deeper. She could feel the drumming pierce her clitoris. Then, her body tensed. She felt spasms of pleasure rush through her body, as she experienced her first orgasm.
Thick white juices poured into the chalice. As she came, the high priest took the feather and reversed it. He took the sharp edged and plunged it into the center of her clitoris.
Her back arched off the altar as juices and blood poured into the chalice. He moved the feather up and down in her clitoris. Pain and pleasure grew in unison as the drumming grew louder.
He moved the feather up and down in her violated clit. He legs shook violently. Finally, she gave out a primal screm as the huge orgasm overcame her. When she did that, he took the obsidian blade and sliced off her clitoris. She shook spasmodically, Again he took the blade and plunged under her left breast.
She looked up once, as he opened her chest and grabbed her beating heart. Juices and blood pulsated into the chalice. The high priest looked up at the idol and offered it her heart and clitoris.
Young-flower twitched one more time. They let her legs kick wildly in the air. The nshe lay splayed over the curved stone.
The Goddess had accepted her body. They carried her down the steps of the pyramid. Above the pyramid, her soul watched below. In a state of sexual trance, she felt herself handed back and forth among the Aztec pantheon.
Her sacrifice was only beginning!