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It was an imposing black marble structure with thick, ridged columns--a tall, sprawling expanse, simple in design, with clean straight lines evincing strength, and a golden domed roof overhead. With the rising sun, a crimson hue seemed to provide the building with a fierce, emanating aura of energy.
The Priestess led her up the many steps leading to the entrance. When they reached the top, she turned to Lura. "Wait here. I will inform Dymetra you have arrived."
She walked into the shadow of the entrance. Lura narrowed her eyes, trying to penetrate the darkness, but was unable to see anything. She'd never been to the Temple before and could not begin to imagine what awaited her inside.
Turning to survey the area around her, she noted a statue to the right. She assumed it to be a replica of the God Vu. An unwinged woman dressed in the silver robe of an initiate appeared to be polishing the statue. Lura noted the girl was paying particular attention to polishing the phallic protrusion, which, from the pictures in the book she'd studied, was surprisingly accurate. Apparently Vu was very well endowed indeed.
Her curiosity drove her to wander over to watch the girl complete her task and get a closer look at the statue. He gleamed beneath the light of the newly-risen sun, and sparkled from the polishing. Her interested gaze wandered over the definition of muscle and hard contours, finally resting on the representation of the stiff, clearly-defined shaft rising from between his legs.
An unexpected heat began to swirl inside her, coiling at the juncture of her legs. An urge shot through her to touch the smooth ridged surface of the cock, to test its hardness. Shewatched as the initiate smoothed the cloth slowly over the phallus, up and down, swirling it in circles over the bulbous head. Liquid coated Lura's thighs at the thought of being penetrated by such beautiful strength.