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A World Away - 4
by This Guy [thisguy.1066@gmail.com]

***

The male high school student is taken into an 
underground chamber under the temple, he meets a 
young leather clad temple priestess, is untied, and 
stripped naked. [mf-teens, youths, 1st, d/s, sci-fi]

***

FIRST DAY INSIDE THE FOREST TEMPLE OF THE SLOPED 
SPRING

In addition to being very narrow (little more than 
eighteen inches wide), the stone steps were 
surprisingly steep (each step felt like it was a 
little over a foot tall) as well. Descending the 
narrow and steep stairs into the darkness below the 
floor of the temple was terrifying. Not only did I 
have no idea what awaited me at the bottom of the 
stairs; but for the darkness, I couldn’t actually see 
the steps below my feet. And, to cap it all off, my 
arms were still tied together at the wrists!

I counted each step I descended: nineteen, before I 
stumbled onto the flat floor of the room inside the 
base of the temple. Nineteen steps: somewhere between 
nineteen and twenty feet down. Thinking back to what 
the temple looked like from the outside I knew we 
were below ground level...well below ground level.

Krum-veh pushed me a few feet further into the 
extremely dark subterranean room before stepping 
around me. I heard an unusual, yet strangely 
familiar, rustling sound. A moment later a very small 
fire seemed to appear out of nowhere. The flickering 
orange-ish light of the small fire provided just 
enough illumination for me to be able to see the room 
I was standing in. The floor, walls and (strangely) 
vaulted ceiling were all stone. One square-ish pillar 
(made from a single piece of stone) stood in the 
middle of the space (almost certainly supporting the 
stone alter, above). 

My eyes were adjusting to the flickering light of the 
fire and I was beginning to get my bearings on the 
space. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a 
movement around the corner of the stairs. I quickly 
glanced back towards the fire: Krum-veh was standing 
on the other side of it poking at it with something. 
There was someone (or something) else in the room 
with us... 

Despite being gripped with fear, I was determined to 
do whatever I could to protect Krum-veh: she was, 
after all, carrying my seed in her belly. Attempting 
to calm my nerves, I turned: squaring myself off with 
the area where I had noticed the movement around the 
corner of the stairs. Squinting my eyes, I did my 
best to see: peering through the darkness I made out 
a figure... Krum-veh. I could have sworn she was on 
the other side of the fire; I turned my head to see 
that she, in fact, was on the other side of the fire. 
Quickly turning my head back, I saw what appeared to 
be Krum-veh next to the stairs again. Either this was 
some sort of exceedingly creepy reflection / optical 
illusion...or Krum-veh had a twin. 

...A twin who was staring right at me and walking 
towards me... I could, not only, feel my heart 
pounding in my chest, but hear my heartbeat ringing 
in my ears as well. I both feared I might have a 
heart attack and hoped I might get to have sex with 
Krum-veh’s twin in the same instant. As this "twin" 
approached me I realized there was no way she could 
actually be Krum-veh’s twin: she was significantly 
shorter than Krum-veh and looked to be several years 
younger. This must have been Krum-veh’s younger 
sister; since she looked to be about thirteen that 
would seem to make sense... The fact that they were 
dressed identically and had the same length hair 
pulled back in nearly identical ponytails was more 
than just a little bit creepy.

Once this younger girl was about three or four feet 
from me I pointed at myself, "John," I made my 
introductions.

The girl glanced in Krum-veh’s direction with a 
puzzled look on her face. Krum-veh spoke, "Mav uunk 
tra-qi paz ruc." 

The girl looked at me again, this time so intently 
that a part of me thought she was contemplating 
diving into my eyes, and said, "Schren-veh."

"Schren-veh," I repeated pointing at her. She 
confirmed her name with a single nod; a nod so long 
that it resembled a Japanese head bow. 

A moment later Schren-veh was very tentatively 
reaching out and touching my t-shirt. She rubbed the 
cotton fabric between her thumb and fingers. The way 
she was touching my t-shirt made it seem as though 
she’d never seen or felt fabric before: talk about 
strange... After a few seconds her fingers stumbled 
across the stiff spots from where the cum I had shot 
before getting my dick into Mre-vah’s pussy had 
landed the night before. She spoke across the room to 
Krum-veh, "Yekk vuund tar-qi wourb zie niegz."

"Ia, klies zie neigz," Krum-veh responded. I had no 
idea what the two sisters had been saying, but 
suddenly Schren-veh bent over and was untying my 
boots. Once the laces on both of my boots were untied 
I lifted my feet, allowing Schren-veh to remove them. 

Standing, she began pulling at my boxers, which were 
around my ankles in short order. As I stepped out of 
my boxers it hit me: I was naked from the waist down! 
‘This has to be the most amazing sex dream ever,’ I 
thought as I glanced across the room. 

While it was obvious that Krum-veh was aware of my 
near nudity; she was doing a fairly good job of 
ignore it. Schren-veh, on the other hand; well... all 
of her attention was focused on my pubic region. 
Suddenly I felt a warm, very soft something gently 
touch my slowly inflating dick; looking down I saw 
that Schren-veh had reached out and was very 
tentatively touching / holding my dick. She was 
curiously examining my pubic region in much the same 
way Maggie O’Brien had about a decade earlier when we 
were just little kids: that had been the first time 
Maggie had ever seen a boy’s dick. So, I had to 
wonder, if this similar (almost identical) reaction 
mean that Schren-veh had never seen a guy’s dick 
before?

My train of thought was interrupted by a fairly quiet 
and yet decidedly unpleasant scraping sound of metal 
on metal. My gaze snapped to Krum-veh: she was moving 
one of those old-fashion ‘witch’s cauldron’ type pots 
onto the fire. She fidgeted with it a bit and once it 
was sitting in the fire to her satisfaction looked 
across the room towards me and Schren-veh. 

"Vii bouz kaab klies zie neigz," Krum-veh said, her 
words startling Schren-veh who was instantly grabbing 
at the hem of my t-shirt. In barley two seconds 
Schren-veh had pulled my t-shirt up and over my head, 
but there was a problem: my wrists were still tied 
together. 

"Oub..." Schren-veh said holding up my arms, clearly 
to show Krum-veh that my wrists were tied together. 

"Ia, yaq-mubbo zie prawl," Krum-veh spoke: her tone 
belaying that her words were an order, not a 
suggestion. Schren-veh seemed a bit nervous as she 
began untying the knot in the leather strip Mre-vha 
had tied my wrists together with. Finally my wrists 
were untied! With my new-found freedom I pulled my t-
shirt the rest of the way off and stretched my arms. 

I was fully nude and yet the two women who were with 
me didn’t really seem to care at all: Krum-veh was 
first pouring water into the cauldron on the fire, 
then tossing other things into it, meanwhile Schren-
veh picked up my boxers and t-shirt and laid them on 
a stone slab that projected out into the room from 
the wall. She then proceeded to lift a piece of wood 
up, out of the floor; as she did so the room was 
suddenly filled with the sound of flowing water. 

I almost didn’t believe my ears: running water under 
the floor... In disbelief, I wandered over to Schren-
veh and looked down through the hole in the floor to 
see a stream flowing under the floor of the room we 
were in. Hearing and seeing the water was enough to 
make me realize how truly thirsty I was: the three or 
four ounces of Mre-vha’s urine I had drank plus the 
blood from the rabbit the previous night couldn’t 
have added up to the amount of cum I had shot in the 
four orgasms I’d had...

Bending over, I cupped my hands and dipped them into 
the quite cold running water. I brought the water up 
to my face and sniffed it. It had no odor, so I 
brought the water in my cupped hands to my mouth and 
tasted it. I don’t think I’ve ever had water that 
tasted so good: it was, for lack of a better word, 
crisp and just slightly sweet with a hint of 
saltiness... I quickly swallowed down the water in my 
hands and went back for more....and more. By the time 
I no longer felt thirsty I must have drank something 
in the neighborhood of a quart (32 ounces) of water.

Refreshed from the deliciously crisp cold water; my 
attention returned to the activities around me: Krum-
veh was still doing something with the cauldron of 
water on the fire. Schren-veh had wetted my t-shirt 
and was rubbing it back-and-forth over the square-ish 
edge of a rock projecting into the room. Initially I 
wasn’t sure what Schren-veh was trying to do; then it 
hit me: she was washing my t-shirt!

For a while I just stood there, naked, contemplating 
the things that had happened to me over the past 
twenty-four hours. Ultimately, I could only conclude 
that this place, where ever it was, was a world away 
from everything I’d ever known... For a second I 
wondered if maybe this place was heaven... But that 
would mean I was dead, and I didn’t feel dead; 
actually I’d never felt so alive, so that couldn’t be 
it...

"Maruum kaz nu-ok," Krum’veh’s voice broke my train 
of thought. Turning towards her, I watched as she 
poured two ladles of the contents of the cauldron 
into each of three wood bowls. It was now obvious 
that she had been cooking a meal over the fire; how 
had I not figured that out before? 

In a matter of seconds Schren-veh had manhandled me 
into a sitting position on one of the stone slabs 
that projected out from the wall into the room. She 
quickly crossed the room, retrieved two of the bowls 
from Krum-veh and returned to me, before practically 
forcing one of the bowls in my hands. Once I was 
holding the bowl of what looked to be a thin 
water/broth based soup, Schren-veh sat next to me on 
the stone slab. At the same time, Krum-veh walked 
across the room, sat on the other side of me and 
handed each of us a (somewhat crude) metal spoon. 

Mere seconds later the two leather clad sisters began 
eating the soup. I followed suit; dipping my spoon 
into the soup in my bowl then bringing it up to my 
mouth and between my lips. The soup had a slightly 
woody taste... As the three of us sat there eating in 
silence I cataloged the contents of the soup: nuts, a 
few different types of leaves / leafy vegetables, 
carrots, some sort of squash, a very stringy root (I 
think), and some mushy clumps with the texture of 
oatmeal and the taste of saw dust. It may not have 
been the most appealing thing I’ve ever eaten, but it 
tasted far better than the school cafeteria’s pizza-
bagels with their green cheese*...

Both sisters finished eating at about the same time; 
I finished about half a minute later. Schren-veh 
stood before taking the empty bowls and spoons from 
me and her older sister. 

When Schren-veh turned away from me, I happened to 
glace down at her thirteen-year-old butt. The black 
leather of her mini-skirt cradled its round shape so 
perfectly that with one single throb my dick went 
from a little less than half-hard to full attention 
and only slightly softer than the stone slab I was 
sitting on. In that instant, my brain lost control of 
my body. With my dick doing the thinking, I simply 
reached out and grabbed her surprisingly firm 
thirteen-year-old leather clad ass. Schren-veh let 
out a shriek and jumped about two feet into the air; 
sending the bowls and spoons flying across the room. 

"Holy shit," I thought as she spun around to see my 
seventeen-year-old dick standing at full attention 
stiff as a flag pole and throbbing. There was a 
sparkle in her eyes as she seemed to float towards 
me. Again I reached out, this time with both hands, 
grabbed her by both of her deliciously round butt-
cheeks and pulled her towards me. Quickly finding the 
bone buttons that held her mini-skirt in place I 
undid them: the black leather miniskirt fell to the 
floor with a plop. 

I pulled Schren-veh onto my lap with ease. Amazingly 
my throbbing seventeen-year-old dick somehow managed 
to find her pussy on its own. As the head of my dick 
slipped in through the outer ring at the opening of 
her pussy, I happened to glance over to see a smile 
on Krum-veh’s face. This was one strange place: if 
I’d had sex with the younger sister of any of the 
girls I’d been with before coming here, little more 
than an hour after doing them, they’d have been mad 
as shit. And yet, Krum-veh actually seemed to approve 
of my bare dick being buried in her thirteen-year-old 
little sister’s pussy... wow!

The weight of Schren-veh’s slender thirteen-year-old 
body moving down onto my lap effectively drove my 
seventeen-year-old dick all the way into her pussy in 
a single motion. Wow, was her pussy TIGHT: by far the 
tightest my dick had ever been in. It was warm, but 
less moist than I would have expected... potentially 
making sex with Schren-veh a painful experience...

With Schren-veh sitting on my lap facing me, her body 
impaled on my hard dick; I reached between us and 
began undoing the bone buttons down the front of her 
black leather vest. With the last button undone, she 
rolled her shoulders back; allowing the vest to fall 
off her onto the floor near my feet. 

I wrapped my arms around her bare back and pulled 
Schren-veh’s body towards me until I felt her small 
hard nipples on her flat chest pressing against my 
chest. I began rolling my hips as best I could 
(sitting on the stone slab): about an inch of my dick 
sliding in-and-out of her tight hole. Thankfully the 
inside of her pussy was slowly getting wetter. 

We hadn’t been coupled for much more than a minute 
when I felt Krum-veh’s left arm and leg behind my 
body. Looking down over Schren-veh’s shoulder I saw 
that Krum-veh had wrapped her right arm and right leg 
behind her younger sister’s body. Using her arms and 
legs, Krum-veh was squeezing the three of us 
together... It was a strange sensation t say the 
least; and yet it was turning me on beyond belief. 

Krum-veh leaned her head in and began whispering 
something into Schren-veh’s ear. The fact that I 
would not have understood the words didn’t matter 
since I couldn’t even hear her voice. Those words 
though, seemed to be doing quite a lot for Schren-
veh: as she began rolling her hips while gently 
bouncing up-and-down on my lap, the inside of her 
incredibly tight pussy was getting warmer and much 
wetter. 

All the moisture building up in Schren-veh’s pussy 
was creating an obscenely erotic slurping sound every 
time my seventeen-year-old dick drove into her young 
pussy; and an even more erotic sucking sound ever 
time my dick slid out of her. Initially I couldn’t 
believe how loud the sound was; that is, until, it 
dawned on me that we were in a room that was 
completely made of stone...a perfect echo chamber.

Mere seconds after Krum-veh began whispering to her 
younger sister, the physical sensations of Schren-
veh’s incredibly tight pussy wrapped around my dick 
combined with the loud slurping and sucking sounds of 
us fucking were becoming too much for me. When my 
butt-cheeks tightened on beneath me I knew there was 
no stopping, or even holding off my impending orgasm. 
I decided to ‘force’ my orgasm, and began thinking 
about how great it was going to be when my cum shot 
into Schren-veh’s pussy. And that was all I needed: 
my hairy teenage balls drew up under my cock. 

A fraction of a second later the cum began surging up 
the little tube on the underside of my dick. I took a 
deep breath, exhaling as the first tablespoon-sized 
spurt of my hot, thick, sticky, creamy-white, sperm-
laden, teenage cum spewed out of the little hole on 
the tip of my cock...spraying deep inside Schren-
veh’s pussy. 

Since I was all but certain this was the first time 
Schren-veh had ever had sex, I tried to do my best to 
make it a memorable experience for her...for some 
reason I felt that if I shot an absolutely huge 
amount of cum in her she’d be sure to remember her 
first time (and me) for the rest of her life... So I 
thought about sex and my orgasm as much as I could; 
hoping that would help me shot a huge load of cum 
into Schren-veh’s thirteen-year-old pussy. A second 
spurt, followed by a third, and a fourth... So far my 
plan appeared to be working. Five, six, seven, 
eight... This had the potential to be the biggest 
hardest orgasm of my life, and it just kept coming... 
nine, ten... 

By the time the twelfth spurt of my spurt of my hot, 
thick, sticky, creamy-white, sperm-laden, teenage cum 
was shooting out of me I was beginning to feel 
physically tired. But I wanted to make sure Schren-
veh would remember this for the rest of her life; so 
I kept thinking about sex. Another shoot of cum shot 
out of my dick; I probably would have fallen over if 
Krum-veh’s arm wasn’t wrapped around my back. That 
was it: the fourteenth spurt of cum slowly oozed out 
of my dick...and I passed out.
 
END

Author’s Note: the cafeteria at the high school ‘this 
guy’ (the author) went to actually did serve pizza-
bagels with cheese that was green in color: no idea 
what they tasted like, as ‘this guy’ was never able 
to get past the color.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any 
of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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