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Tamati: The Serpent's Dance

The strip club was dark, the lights kept low to emphasize the stage at the head of the room, a single long silver pole gleaming in the brightness of the stage lights. The floor was kept in darkness, showing only the vague outlines of the patrons as they sat at their tables sipping drinks and idly chatting with one another, but there was a sense of tension in the room, as if they were holding their breath for something. The gathered patrons stole furtive glances toward the stage every now and then, as if hoping to catch a glimpse of some unseen performer. It was as if the crowd had an almost religious reverence for the stage, as if it was a pastor's pulpit or a holy site instead of the strip club stage it was. They stared in reverence at the polished chrome pole, as if they were trying to will something to happen. It was as if they were almost praying for some form a sign from an unseen deity, like worshipers gathered at a prophet's seeing stone awaiting the wisdom of the gods. Then the music started and all conversation ceased. The music was heady, with thumping drums and flowing flutes, like a primal dedication to some forgotten god from the world's primitive past, then their goddess stepped forward.

A collective intake of breath was heard from the patrons as Qhala, the serpentine demigoddess glided onto the stage. The heavenly woman did not walk, it was as if she flowed across the stage, as if every movement she made was the height of elegance and refinement. Even though she was barely dressed, she comported herself like she was a high end socialite attending a banquet and not a stripper striding towards the pole. She was gorgeous, her purple and black body shining in the low light, green tattoos glowing softly across her luscious body as she did so. She was some form of cobra, her wide hood framing her head and a long tail trailed down behind her, seemingly moving with a mind of its own as she walked, twisting and coiling in hypnotic patterns as she moved. She was a deep royal purple in color, with black patterns scattered across her form and the inside of her flared hood. Her deliciously curvy body was traced with glowing green runes that, if you could read them, would show her divine heritage. All it did for the crowd was emphasize the delicious swell of her magnificent bust and the heart shaped swell of her bountiful butt. Her breasts were barely restrained by a see through white top that strained to contain the massively mountainous mammaries that genetics and divine intervention had given her. Her nipples tented the fabric, showing that she was aroused just by the patrons staring at her and she made sure to step just right to cause her breasts to bounce and jiggle enticingly for the awestruck crowd.

Her only other clothing was a similarly see through loincloth that stretched down to her knees, but still showed the warm and inviting slit of her pussy, the flaring and puffy lips begging to be licked or have a cock slide through them. Her ass was completely bare, the twin half moons of her perfect bubble butt shifting hypnotically with each step she took. In short, Qhala was nothing short of divine in appearance and measure, but when she reached the pole she went from divine to absolutely heavenly.

The music hit a new beat when she wrapped her dainty hands around that chromed pillar of steel, a smile crossed her face, and she began to dance. She flowed around the pole like water, her body moving with an almost unnatural grace and fluidity, causing everyone seeing the display to take in a deep breath. She twirled and spun around the pole, spinning into new positions in time with the primal acoustics, like a greco/roman oracle in the throws of holy communion. She flipped around the pole throwing herself out like a flag, supporting her entire body weight with one arm as she stretched out across the stage. Her legs were spread in mid air and her tail extended out behind her like a purple trailing tail of a comet. The crowd gaped at that display of agility and raw strength, but they gaped even more at the sight of her bare pussy put on display for them, before she spun back around the pole, her body curling like a spring around the silvered steel before she flowed back up it. She moved like nothing else in the world a hypnotic and erotic display that set those who saw it alight with desire, not matter what gender they were. Those who had seen it before nodded sagely to the first timers, grinning at their shocked expressions and flushed faces as they were hypnotized by the demigoddess before them.

Qhala continued her dance, but something changed as she did so, the music hitting a new and more thumping beat, like war drums thundering in time with a heartbeat. She grinned and let go, letting her essence play out across the crowd as she spun and twisted around the pole. It was like a sexual slap in the face for the crowd, their eyes going wide as her aphrodisiac essence poured over them, many of them orgasming immediately at first contact, others going ramrod straight, their cocks or cunts instantly boiling with desire. There was a ragged intake of breath from the gathered crowd, before they lost their minds, falling on one another in a tide of lust and debauchery. Many tried to come up onto the stage, to grace the demigoddess with their lust, but they couldn't bare to approach her, their bodies giving out as a near constant state of orgasm was forced upon them by the strength of her divine essence. They collapsed into a pile of rutting and lust filled men and women as they sought to fulfill every fantasy conjured up by their lust addled minds.

Qhala smiled at that as she spun and twirled, loving how she could get others to embrace her sexuality and take it into themselves. She was the herald of her father, the Serpent God, and she spread his worship across the globe. Her goal teach the world the beauty of carnality and the divine nature of worshiping your partner with everything you had. The people would learn through her of adoring throbbing cocks and heavy balls until they spewed their divine, life giving loads. She was her father's herald and his voice and she was seeking a male potent enough to allow her to demonstrate her devotion, but not a single one had been able to approach her since she had started dancing. She could just approach any male on the streets and ask him to give everything to her, to fuck her like a wild animal, to make her worship his cock and she had done so before, but she wanted someone truly potent this time. She wanted a male that had the strength of will to overcome her essence and a cock that would be worthy of worship, a divine fuckpole that would strain her limits and push her to new heights of devotion, but sadly, it did not seem that she would find her worthy suitor. She sighed and flipped around the pole, coiling around it as she made to finish her dance, happy that she had spread the joy of carnality to so many once more, but saddened that she had yet to find a truly worthy male to worship. Then she heard him, that deep bassando rumble that vibrated her diaphragm and sent her knees weak with need.

"Hey snake lady...I think it is time you got a proper dicking." Said the hulking stranger as he stepped onto the stage, his massively muscled form tensing as he did so. He was a kitsune, with pitch black fur and a wide fan of tails out behind him. His eyes were a deep glowing red and a mane of white hair crested his head, contrasting sharply with his ebony fur and he towered over the voluptuous serpent's somewhat diminutive height. He was naked, his body covered in thickly corded muscle that flexed and tensed with each step, but what drew her attention the most, and what made her knees shake with need, was the towering pillar of cockmeat emerging from his groin. It was longer than her arm and thicker than her thigh, the flaring urethra already drooling a nearly half meter long strand of coiling precum that snaked towards the ground in a tide of precoital gunk that set her mind aflame with desire. His balls were absolutely massive! They were basketball sized orbs that wobbled and churned with unimaginable amounts of his potent seed. This was a male worthy of her worship, all cocks were to be adored and serviced, but his display of primal potency was nothing short of divine. It was as if her father had gifted him to her as a tool to show the world how to properly worship the potency of men.

She let out a moan of desire and slithered down the pole, her eyes locked on that mammoth example of man meat. She had to have it, to taste it, to worship it. It was her purpose and divine mandate to provide praise to the divine nature of male virility and she would not fail in her duty. She snaked across the stage, crawling on all fours towards the surprised male, her tongue hanging out with desire as she approached him. She snapped her tongue out when she neared him, keeping the long coiling worm of precum from hitting the ground and rolling it across her tongue, collecting the strand with an almost single minded devotion. She was going to make sure that none of his potency was wasted on the cold floor, she wanted it all to herself. She trailed her tongue up, lashing it across his cockhead to collect every drop of that thick precoital gunk before she drew it back into her mouth and swallowed, hissing happily at the feeling of the thick ball juice sliding down her throat. It was absolutely delicious, the heady flavor serving to stoke the fires are her already burning desire to service his cock, causing her to wrap her hands around that pulsing pole. Her fingers could not even close fully around that throbbing shaft, but she didn't care, she pumped his shaft, languidly stroking it as she ran her tongue around the insides of her mouth, savoring the lingering flavor of his preparatory ball batter. This drew a surprised moan from the burly stranger, his eyes going wide as her wide forked tongue played across his drooling urethra.

"Damn...I figured you would be enthusiastic, but this is a whole other lev-" He was cut off as she ran her lips across his cock, licking and suckling across its turgid form, causing him to suck in a breath as she expertly worked her way down to his churning balls. She moaned at his flavor and the heady musk of his manhood as it assaulted her senses, she dove directly into his balls, slurping and licking the twin orbs with an almost slavish devotion, bathing the twin orbs with her saliva in a display of oral expertise that would make most men cum almost immediately, but not the stranger. He just groaned in pleasure as she assaulted his cum packed nuts, savoring the feeling of her expert attentions on his ever sloshing balls. "I do not think you care, but my name is Tamati." He said with a sigh of pleasure, a shit eating grin was plastered across his face as he watched her gnaw on his balls. When she only responded with a moan of affirmation, he let out a laugh. "Thought so...just a cock hungry slut, well I come more than equipped to handle a slutty little snake like you." He growled, his red eyes glowing, but again, all she gave was a moan of affirmation, she was too caught up in slobbering all over his balls to pay much attention to what he said and if Tamati was honest with himself, he was perfectly fine with that.

After bathing his balls in her saliva, she kissed her way up his throbbing shaft, licking and nipping at the pulsing pole as it drooled more of its potent precoital sludge down across her face and hood. She hissed in pleasure, her hands caressing that divine fuckrod as she made her way towards the throbbing head, lovingly tracing the thick veins that ran across his turgid shaft with her fingers. When she reached the pinnacle of that powerfully pulsing pole, she languidly ran her tongue across his cock, making sure to polish that ebon cockhead with all the devotion that such a divinely potent dick deserved.

"Damn...you can work a cock." The burly Kitsune growled, his cock throbbing in her grip as she pumped it, trying to milk more of his delicious precum from that flaring urethra. "This place was certainly worth the cover charge." He flexed his cock as he spoke, causing it to jump in her hands as she stroked it. The act drew a hissing moan from the cock worshipping serpent lady and a redoubled effort to get his ebony colored cockhead polished to a mirror sheen. She looked up at him and pulled away from his cockhead, trails of saliva and precum linking her lips to his cockhead for a moment as she stared up at him lovingly. "So strong...so potent." She hissed, licking her lips as she did so. "You are truly worthy of worship...and I will get your heavenly blessing...every last drop of it." She cooed and before Tamati could respond, she opened her mouth wide, her jaw dislocated effortlessly as she plunged her head forward with all the speed of her serpentine heritage and engulfed that cock. She rammed her head down that shaft, swallowing that meter long fuckpole to the base with little problem, causing Tamati to let out a shocked gasp of pleasure. Her throat bulged out obscenely as she swallowed that cock, her neck rippling around his shaft in a way he could have never imagined. Tamati almost went cross eyed at that, his breathing spiked as she managed to take his obscene shaft in one go, the delicious wet friction of her throat drawing a surprised groan of pleasure from the big kitsune as she devoured his cock.

Her hands moved to his heavy balls, kneading and working the heavy cum factories eagerly as she showed her devotion to dick. She gave a long slow slurp as she pulled back, teasing and working every inch of Tamati's cock as she pulled back, her almost elastic flesh forming a perfect sheath for his cock and he longed to plunge back inside of that heavenly heat when she had fully pulled back, leaving just the drooling head resting in her ever hungry maw. The cock hungry serpent ran her long tongue in circles around Tamati's pulsing cockhead, her lips pursed aroud it as she slurped and suckled on the object of her devotion.

The big kitsune sighed as the serpentine slut suckled on his supersized shaft. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, unsure how to handle the situation. He had come up here in a lust filled state thinking that she was manipulating the crowd and him with malicious intent, but it turned out that she was just waiting for the right man to worship. He grinned, licking his lips as she worshiped his throbbing cock, each pass of her long tongue across his shaft sending a shiver of pleasure through his body. Even the cow couldn't suck a cock like this and he was so glad he had allowed one of his buddies to talk him to coming to the seedy strip joint. His thoughts were interrupted when the cock smoking snake grabbed his wrists, drawing him out of his ecstasy fueled ruminations. He looked down at her with a confused expression, but grinned broughly when she brought his calloused and farm work hardened hands to the top of her head. She let go of his wrists and looked up at him, her green eyes gazing up at him with a look of almost desperation that could be summed up in one sentence, "Could you please fuck my face?"

Tamati, never one to turn down a lady's request, gripped the sides of her head and adjusted his stance, causing his heavy balls to wobble with each movement. "Alright...let's see just how much you can take...you little purple slut!" He rumbled, his red eyes glowing with desire as his cock spat nearly a cup full of his bountiful precoital ball juice across her taste buds. "But be warned...I will not stop until I am done and no...I do not care if you pass out...in fact, that is what I am gonna do!" He grinned down at her, showing a mouth filled with glistening white fangs, expecting a shocked expression from the slurping serpent, but her reaction surprised him even more. Her eyes lit up and she sat further up, bringing her face perfectly in line with his crotch and at just the right angle where he could thrust into her eager maw with minimal resistance. She looked up at him imploringly, like him face fucking her until she passed out was one of the most wonderful ideas anyone had ever suggested to her. He had only been joking when he had said that, but if she wanted him to skull fuck her stupid, then he certainly would oblige. He tensed his core and THRUST forward, burying his shaft deep into her eager gullet just like when she had deepthroated him the first time, but he had far more rough intentions. He fucked her face, alternating between grinding her lips against his groin and full length strokes into the depths of her gullet, causing her to gag with each brutal fuckthrust. Each hard cockplunge sent his heavy saliva coated balls slapping against her chin, neck, and breasts, filling the stage with the sound of flesh on flesh, audible above even the manic rutting noises of the crowd.

Qhala was in heaven, each plunge of that divine cock sent a kaleidoscopic surge of pleasure through her, each impact of those balls on her chin sent her body aflame as her new "Master" used her for his own pleasure. She would give him her all and in all ways, she had selected her new master for now and she was his to do with as he pleased and she would embrace his lusts like she embraced her own heartbeat. So the slutty demigoddess threw herself into it, slamming herself forward in time with his thrusts, eager to choke herself out on that towering prick, hoping against hope that she could fulfill his desires.

Tamati groaned, the feeling of slamming his cock deep into her gullet, the sensation of her taut throat muscles constricting and moving around his powerfully pulsing prick sending shivers up and down his spine. He had never had his cock serviced like this, even Alej couldn't suck cock half as good as the serpentine succubus slurping on his shaft and he had spent a long time training her to do so. He panted as he slammed her head up and down his cock, his eyes half lidded in pleasure as he did his best to rearrange her vocal cords.

"Damn...you can...really handle it," He groaned, his breathing coming in harsh gasps as he ground his new fucktoy's face against his groin, his monolithic cockhead resting somewhere in her stomach. "You are a fucking hell of a cocksucker...you purple slut!" He snarled, increasing his pace to an almost metronomic rhythm. Each crash of her chin into his massive balls echoed around the room, blending with the sounds of the frantic rutting of the crowd to create a lewd cacophony that drove the participants into a higher state of sexual frenzy. Tamati's mind swam, his vision distorting from the pleasure of her constricting throat, he had never quite experienced anything like this. He wanted nothing more than to dump his load right then and there, to fill the slutty serpentine seed slurper's stomach with his cum, but he had boasted that he would choke her out with his cock and he refused to relent until she was unconscious. So he grit his teeth and soldiered on, intent on making good on his declaration of sexual conquest, turning into a lewd piston as he attempted to fuck the breath out of his new partner.

Qhala on the other hand, was in heaven, the act of choking on such a heavenly cock setting her mind aflame with more than just oxygen deprivation. She stared up at him, her glowing green eyes shining with devotion and pleasure even as tears ran down her face from the brutal face fucking. She moaned around that pounding prick, her cunt boiling with absolute ecstasy as she devoted herself to that divine dick. She felt her pleasure peak and she embraced it, she threw herself into the face fuck induced orgasm with all the exuberance that she pursued everything else in her hedonistic life. She came and came hard, her body bucking as she screamed around that powerfully pulsing prick, femcum gushing from her boiling hot honeypot to run down her thighs and to pool between her lewdly spread legs. She spasmed and jerked, her eyes half rolled up in her head as she convulsed in an absolutely orgasmic state.

She reached a higher state of being, a nirvana of sorts, a religious zeitgeist that set her soul alight with fervor that spurred her onto higher levels of debauched dedication to dick. For the daughter of the Serpent God there was no greater demonstration of her faith than cumming like crazy while being choked by a hyper thick cock and she felt a joy greater than no other. This Tamati was a rare breed, one with the potency and stamina to drive her to this point, but the self control to keep himself from cumming and that impressed her to no end. Even as her mind was wracked by brutal, heavenly pleasure, she couldn't help but lay praise at his feet even as he tried his best to break her jaw with his thigh thick cock.

The brutal skullfuck carried on, Tamati mashing the serpentine Qhala's face against his groin in a lasciviously long, loud, and lewd display of sexual stamina above and beyond the pale. Qhala had known some demigods that would have already cum at that point, showering her with their divine blessings, but Tamati soldiered on. Each thrust into her eager gullet drove more and more of the breath from her lungs, straining even her godly endurance to its limits. She embraced that, savoring the feeling of being choked out by that heavenly cock. That was her purpose, to worship male virility, to service cock and swallow cum in the purest form of devotion to both her deity and herself.

Tamati groaned, his breath came in short and sharp gasps as he rapidly closed on his peak, his balls churning like stormy seas as they slapped against the purple fleshed serpent's chin. He clenched his jaw, pulling every single trick he knew to prolong the experience and fulfill his promise to skullfuck her unconscious. Qhala on the other hand, was on the edge herself, spots dancing across her vision as her lungs burned with the need for air and she couldn't be happier to be in that very position. Her vision started to grey and she knew he was about to live up to his boast. That he was going to demonstrate his sexual divinity and join the very small and very exclusive club of hyper potent males that managed to facefuck her unconscious. The thought alone sent her over the edge again, her burning hot twat exploding in agonized ecstasy as she bucked in response, spasming as she gagged out her pleasure around the kitsune's killer cock. She writhed, her vision fading in out as her peak kept rising and rising as she reached the edge of unconsciousness. She gave a weak smile, as best she could with her jaw unhinged and her lips stretched into nothing but a tight fucktunnel for Tamati's cock, and took a joyous flying leap over that edge, the last of her oxygen burning away in a joyous display of determined devotion to divine dick.

When the burly kitsune saw Qhala's eyes roll up in her head and her arms go limp at her sides, he knew he had fulfilled his promise to choke her out with his cock. That moment brought a feeling of euphoric power and a sense of accomplishment to Tamati as he continued his piledriving pace. He savored his conquest, riding high on his utter sexual domination of the serpentine seductress, right up until he felt his balls tense. It ran through him like a lightning bolt, as if a million volts of electricity slammed through his body as his balls gave a mighty clench. "FUUUCK!" He roared, his eyes almost crossing as his balls sent the first burning shot of wadd directly into the unconscious serpent's gullet.

The first jet of cum shot from his boiling balls hit her like a bowling ball blasted out of a bastille, bloating her belly with his bountiful baby batter. The second did the same, filling her stomach to the brim with his almost porridge thick cum. The third caused twin streams of his off-white ball pudding to squirt from her nose and the fourth cause a wave of jizz to fountain up from between her lips to spatter across his groin and her luscious tits, coating them in a thick layer of his cum. The following several did the same, until Qhala's front was coated with his wadd, caking layer after layer of his thick jizz across her purple and black flesh. Tamati pulled back, not sure why, but he did, popping his still spewing cock free of her cum stuffed gullet. He grabbed the base of his shaft and pumped it, spattering great washes of his cum across her already jizz coated form, sending great streamers of cum across her face and hood, down across her belly, and down her shoulders to dribble down her back. He gave her an absolute facial, coating her face with a thick enough layer of his cum that her features were obscured by the protein rich fluid, leaving her face indistinct under all of that baby batter.

The burly Kitsune's ball draining basting of Qhala's face with his jizz tapered off, leaving him panting and slightly weak kneed with the aftershocks of such a powerful orgasm. He hadn't cum like that in a while and it showed. He looked down at the unconscious snake's cum coated face and gave a shaky grin, his cock twitching in the afterglow, but not softening in the slightest. "Damn...that was something." He said as he let out a breath. "You really wrung it out of me." Tamati snickered and slapped his cock across her cum coated forehead before letting it rest on top of her head, the hyper sensitive organ pulsing with each thunderous beat of his heart. When she didn't stir at his words, concern started to creep into his mind, had he just suffocated his new fucktoy with cock? "Wake up, bitch!" He ordered, shaking her as he did so, her head rolling limply on her shoulders. That concern was about to turn into fear when she let out a coughing gasp, cum frothing up from between her lips as she took several shuddering breaths. Her cum gunked eyes opening and a fuck happy grin crossed her face as she stared up at her new master, without speaking, she told him everything he needed to know. Her glowing green eyes showing absolute devotion to the potent male as her long tongue snaked out from between her cum coated lips. Before his eyes, her long forked tongue trailed across her face ad breasts, scooping up every trace of his potent jizz. He gaped at that, the sight of her cleaning her cum coated visage causing his cock to throb in awe at the agility of her talented tongue. Her serpentine tongue left nothing but a light sheen of saliva on her smiling face and luscious breasts. It took only a few seconds for the cum hungry snake to complete her facial cleansing, leaving her beaming up at Tamati in anticipation. Even her cum-filled stomach started to shrink, her bloated belly rapidly deflating until it returned to its formerly trim state.

"Thank you for your holy seed, my master." She thrummed, the runes inscribed across her curvy body glowing brighter now that she had fed on his heavenly cum. "How might I service you further?" She nuzzled the underside of his cock as she spoke, giving the highly sensitive organ several small licks, causing the kitsune to shudder in desire. Tamati grinned at that, he had found a truly wonderful new fucktoy and he was going to take full advantage of every second of her time and every inch of her body. "Oh, I got a few ideas." He bent down and sank his fingers into the meat of her glorious ass and lifted her, yanking her up and pressing her back against the silvered pole. "Grab hold of the pole, bitch...I am gonna fuck you properly!" He growled, his red eyes glowing brightly as they devoured her sultry body, his gaze tracing the lines of runes that trailed across her luscious breasts, down across her trim belly, and framing her soaked cunt. The sight of her swollen and puffy cuntlips drove him wild with the need to fuck the sultry serpentine stripper so severely that she sees stars.

Qhala reached back and wrapped her hands around the silvered stripper's pole and lifted herself out of Tamati's grip and positioning herself above Tamati's throbbing cock. She spread her legs wide for him, putting her soaked cunt on display for the lecherous Kitsune. She extended her legs fully, doing the splits in mid air as she gripped the pole, hovering her dripping pussy over Tamati's cock. "I am prepared to receive your holy blessing once more...my womb is ready for your divine seed!" She said dreamily, her eyes wide in anticipation of the brutal fucking to come.

Tamati blinked a few times at her proclamations, confusion written across his features as he processed what she said. Those thoughts were short lived though and instead of wondering what the slutty snake was yammering on about, he just pressed his cock against her sopping wet snatch, letting out a groan of pleasure as her liquid head coated his throbbing cockhead. "If you are prepared...then I guess I should be a proper gentleman...and fuck your slutty little brains out!" He snarled, grabbing her hips as he did so and ramming her down onto his shaft. His cockhead breached her cunt like a battering ram going through a castle's gate, it pounded deep into her aching twat and slammed through her cervix in one brutal thrust, her well trained body easily able to take such a massive cock to the root despite Tamati's vicious entrance. His cockhead smashed against the back of her womb and bulged out her belly, straining even her stretchy body to the limit as he stuffed every inch of his mammoth cock into her silkily tight twat. Tamati groaned, his body shuddering as the velvety softness and vice-like tightness of Qhala's luscious body. It almost took his breath away, even Tootsie had not been as tight as the serpentine seductress. His heart rate spiked and inhuman levels of pleasure roared through his body as he stood their, his cock surrounded by one of the most heavenly twats he had ever had the pleasure to fuck. It took him a moment to gather his thoughts and not cum immediately at the sensation of her heavenly pussy rippling up and down his cock. He had never seen any woman take his full size so easily and yet be so breathtakingly tight. He shook his head and gave a fang filled grin at the situation, the velvety insides of Qhala's cunt showing him new definitions to the word divine as he gathered his thoughts.

"Wow...you are a hell of...a lay and I don't even know your name," He rumbled, his cock throbbing deep in her womb as he gathered his thoughts, "I am definitely happy to see that coming here...was fucking worth it...now sit back you purple cunt...and let me show you what it means to be my bitch!" He snarled and pulled back, his cock almost pulling free of her silken insides, his cockhead the only thing still encased in her furnace like depths. He braced himself and rolled his hips, drawing a long moan from the slutty snake as he did so. He let her writhe for a moment, savoring the feeling of just having her at his mercy. He was tempted to just let her sit there for a while and wriggle, to make her wait for the devastating dicking she was so eager to receive, but what she said next threw any concept of restraint out of the window.

"Please...master...give me your divine blessing...give me your cock!" She cooed, shivering as her eager cunt milked the head of her new 'owner's' throbbing cock, "Give me your heavenly seed in my womb...give me your children to carry, so that I might worship you for all eternity! Please master...f-fuck me!"

That made up the Kitsune's mind then and there and he braced himself, his body almost acting without his mind's approval as he moved to satisfy her dedicated desire for a divine dicking. He adjusted his grip and sank his fingers deep into her luscious asscheeks, savored the feeling of her silken cunt rippling around his cock and then proceeded to fuck the slutty serpent's brains out. He did not start slowly or politely, because he was in no mood for niceties. He hammered the hellishly hot harlot up and down his cock like a glorified masturbation aid, the sound of their bodies crashing together echoing through the building, overtaking the sounds of the rutting crowd and could be heard in the next couple establishments over. He showed her no mercy, fucking her in brutal womb bashing strokes that bulged out her belly to a boundless degree, stretching her ever eager insides to fit around his masterful and monolithic member.

Qhala was in heaven, the feeling of such a monstrous cock slamming against the back of her womb and bulging out her belly was heaven to her and a pure form of worship to the divinity of the dick. She threw her head back and screamed her pleasure to the heavens as Tamati slammed home inside her, her orgasm hitting her like a freight train as Tamati rutted her like an animal. She wanted nothing more at that moment than to be a tight sheath around that divine dick, her insides rippling up and down that sense shatteringly strong shaft as she was sent screaming into one soul searing seizure of pleasure after another. The serpentine demigoddess lost track of time and all sense of space as Tamati's brutal fucking sent her howling over the edge of completion over and over again.

'This is what it means to worship the divinity of the male form, the perfection of creation,' Her cock addled mind asserted as one particularly brutal thrust sent her over the edge once more, her femcum squirting out in long streams around that cunt destroying cock to pool beneath her, joining the already expansive small lake of mixed jizz and femcum that had formed on the stage from their previous actions; 'I am a vessel for my father's divinity and the means through worship of him is done...and Tamati is the perfect male to show the world the divine nature of the male sexual appetites.'

Even her thoughts were becoming less coherent in the face of Tamati's brutal sexual domination, each thrust sending the penetrated priestess to newer and higher levels of pleasure. She was beyond lust crazed at that point, she was in a whole different realm of sexual sensation that she only got to visit once in a blue moon and only when she found a truly worthy male to send her to that deliciously divine domain of utter domination through dick. She worshipped the male sexual organ, the most blessed thing in the universe as far as she was concerned, and had never turned down a male's desires unless he had been absolutely detestable. She found completion and pleasure with each and every one in spite of their skill, endowment, or inclination, but only males like Tamati could truly exemplify the tenets of her faith and have her reach new limits of divine clarity. I her mind, all men were blessed with a spark of divinity, but only men like her current 'lover' could truly allow her to worship her father in the truest way possible. That form of worship involved nothing less than being fucked into a mind broken stupor and knocked up by a devastatingly large cock.

Tamati on the other hand didn't care about Qhala's rapturous devotion, he was focused on one thing and one thing alone. That one thing was fucking the slutty serpent so hard, that her brains leaked out of her ears. He fucked her tight body with all the strength stored within his heavily muscled body, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. He drove her down his shaft with an almost manic ferocity, intent on getting every ounce of pleasure he could out of the divinely descended dancer. He had never experienced anything like this, it was if she had been made for his cock. She was amazing in every sense of the word, she used the strength of her core and her grip on the pole to add to drive down into his thrusts, allowing him to reach even deeper depths in the slutty serpents soaked snatch. She locked her legs around the burly kitsune's waist, using her grip to increase the pace even further, encouraging the lust maddened Tamati to fuck her even harder. Their crushing coitus caused chaos in the club, the already madly rutting crowd was spurred on to greater heights of downright debauched decadence by the sight of the two paragons of carnality rutting up on the stage. The bar owner would have to shell out some serious cash for the damage to his tables and chairs, but at that point nobody thought of or even cared about the potential fallout from their hedonistic abandon. They were driven to this by Qhala's aura and Tamati's savage fucking of the aforementioned serpentine demigoddess.

Despite the descent into degeneracy behind him, Tamati was focused on one thing and one thing alone and that was fucking the purple skinned bitch who had so generously offered herself up to him. His breathing was getting rough again, the act of driving himself in and out of her became harder and harder with each thrust into her eager snatch. He growled, his eyes squeezing shut as his heavy balls churned with the need to release their second load of the night...but he would not give in just yet. He bit his lip and soldiered on, his massive balls swaying with each brutal cockplunge into her eager insides.

Qhala was barely able to think and certainly unable to speak at that point, her long tongue was hanging free of her lips and was slapping against her breasts with each hard thrust into her stretched wide cunt, drool ran down her chin as she reached peak after peak of deliciously mind bending pleasure. Her eyes were rolled up in her head and the sum total of her being was focused on the raw animalistic pleasure surging through her delicious form. Her divine rapture had given way to just animalistic rutting, her mind blissed out by the surging pleasure of being brutally fucked by Tamati. She had shown her devotion to divine dick and now was just throwing herself into the raw primal sensation of being a strong alpha male's deific dick decoration. She threw back her head and screamed in pleasure, a howling exaltation of sexual submission to a properly deserving male. Her cunt spasmed around his cock, rippling and gripping his shaft like a silken vice. Her orgasm sent a lightning bolt of pleasure through Tamati's body, a surging, twisting, and overwhelming sense of need ripped through him. He let out a gasp, his control was pushed to the very limit by the writhing serpent's soaked snatch, but he held out. Sweat was pouring down his forehead as he held back his surging climax through a supreme force of will, but the fuck addled Qhala would not have that. She wanted his seed and she wanted it then and there, so what came next took Tamati completely by surprise.

She snaked her tail up and coiled it around his churning balls, so gently that the piston like sex machine that Tamati had turned into didn't even notice, until she squeezed. She didn't do it hard, just enough to build pressure within them and that was more than enough to do what she wanted.

"Oh, you bitch!" He roared, his balls constricting as his hips surged forward to bury his cock fully in her eager snatch. His cock jerked once and send the first nearly twenty second long spew of his thick cum splattering into her hungry womb. He flooded her fertile fuckhole with his seed, filling her womb to the brim as his balls jerked in release. Each jerk of his cock sent a fresh torrent of his seed into her already overstuffed cunt and soon even her ever eager womb couldn't contain it and a fountain of frothing fuckbatter exploded out from her cunt, breaking the almost painfully tight seal her eager twat had formed around his thigh thick twat terror of a cock. It poured out around his shaft to spatter onto the floor, joining the pool of mixed juices already staining the stage floor. Tamati's heart felt like it was going to explode in his chest as he rode out one of the most powerful orgasms he had experienced in his long life, each jerk of his cock drawing another sucking breath from the big Kitsune as he dumped load after load into his new serpentine fucktoy.

Qhala couldn't even think beyond the next jerk of Tamati's cock, her brain reduced to mush by the powerfully spewing cock. She knew her ever primed ovaries were flooded with the potent male's divine seed and she knew that she would almost certainly bear him a child, but that was secondary to the divine rapture of being a diefic cumdump for some random and hyper potent male. The fact that it was on stage at a strip club, in front of dozens of madly rutting patrons, made the holy communion even more sacred to the madly cumming serpent.

Spots danced before Tamati's eyes as he came down from the soul searing climax, his cock sending the last burning blasts of his cum deep into her eager folds. He took several shuddering breaths as his senses returned to him, his vision slowly swimming back into focus as he looked down at the cum stuffed stripper still writhing on his cock. Her belly was gravid with his seed, stuffed to the absolute brim with his thick cum and he could still feel her long tail wrapped around his heavy and now quite sore balls. Her tongue was hanging out of her mouth and her eyes were rolled up in her head, showing that she was coming down from an equally mind bending climax. Tamati had no sympathy for the slutty snake and in fact had a score to settle with the cum injected slut. She had put an end to his fun before he was ready and she was going to pay for that. He grinned down at hier, showing his pearly white fangs and proceeded to lift her up off of his cock. His shaft slipped from her well fucked cunt with a loud squelching sound, followed by a concentrated stream of his thick cum, adding to the slowly growing lake of jizz that already covered the area of the stage around the stripper's pole.

"You are a naughty little slut." He rumbled and spun her in his hands before dropping her to the stage floor on her hands and knees, splattering cum everywhere with her sudden descent. She blinked a few times and shook her head, coming back to her senses as she looked around in confusion, but then a smile crossed her face. She looked back at him and licked her lips, her tail lifting up to show her gloriously heart shaped ass and well fucked cunt to the eager Kitsune, causing his slightly flagging cock to return to full mast almost immediately. "Shall we go again, my master?" She asked, a dreamy expression on her face as she wiggled her wonderfully round rump for her newest partner.

"Oh....we are gonna continue alright!" He growled and showed her forward, pushing her face and breasts down into the rapidly cooling pool of jizz beneath her. "And since you offered it up so nicely...I think I am gonna try out that ass of yours." He rumbled as he pressed his drooling cockhead against her tight pucker, the raw size of his cock spreading her full asscheeks for him. "So bite your lip bitch...I am not gonna be nice." He snarled and thrust forward.

At first his cock bent slightly, the nearly unbreachable tightness of her pucker keeping his cock out for a few seconds, but the unstoppable force that was Tamati's lusts would not be foiled by something as mundane as anatomy. He set his feet and thrust forward with all of his might and reaped the rewards of it. His cockhead breached her tight anal star with an audible pop, sinking into her infernally hot depths with surprisingly little resistance. She was still tight, her ass gripped his shaft like a hellishly hot vice, but the ease of penetration showed that she was just as big an anal slut as anything else. His cock sank smoothly into her, until his heavy balls rested against her gaped cunt and cum slicked thighs, bulging out her stomach once more with his divine dick.

"I...can feel it in...my stomach." She groaned, her body shuddering at the brutal stretching of her ass. She felt no pain beyond a slight discomfort at the massive penetration, her demigod nature prevented any form of damage from being done to her by that huge cock. All she felt was a delicious fullness and uncompromising pleasure as her guts were spread wide by that monstrous cock. "Please...do it...fill me with your cum once more...properly rut my tight butt!" She hissed, her eyes rolling in her head as she savored the feeling of her ass being broken open.

This took Tamati back for a moment, even though his nature made sure he could fuck any woman however he wanted without concern, the fact that she took his mammoth cock without any apparent difficulty made him pause. He had encountered very few women that could do so this easily, even Alej couldn't take it this easily and he had used her as his personal fucktoy for nearly a year at that point. For a moment he was concerned, but any and all worries were driven out of his head by her thrusting back against him, causing her ass to ripple up and down his shaft as if it was suckling on him. He sucked in a breath at that and a wide grin crossed his face, whatever she was didn't matter to him at that moment. He had a tight hole gripping his cock and a willing fucktoy to do whatever he pleased with, thus all other concerns were secondary to that fact. He brought his hand down on her full asscheek, giving it a hard swat as she writhed beneath him. He savored the sight of her glorious butt bouncing and he repeated his actions with the other asscheek, grinning broudly as her heart shaped ass bounced deliciously before him. The eager suckling of her tight butt put any further thoughts aside as he let out a long and low groan of pleasure. He couldn't and wouldn't hold back anymore, he sank his fingers into the soft flesh of her taunt backside and licked his lips.

"I am gonna fuck you so hard you wont be be able to walk...you little scaly bitch!" He snarled, before pulling back and slamming forward, driving his cock in and out of her penetrated pucker with almost piston like power. He fucked her and not gently, just like the previous two times. He didn't give a damn about her pleasure and only cared about the feeling of her blisteringly hot and nearly painfully tight insides gripping his shaft. He was going to fuck her until she couldn't feel her legs and then he was going to drag her off stage and add her to his collection. That was all he cared about at that moment and funnily enough, she was of the exact same mindset. She wanted nothing more than to be used as a sheath for his deific dick and the feeling of that cock hammering against the insides of her guts was just another heavenly experience to the divinely inspired and wholly fucked serpentine slut. She was there to give worship to those who were deserving and she had no problem with Tamati turning her into his little buttslut for that to happen. So she rode that brutal buttfucking out, screaming in animalistic pleasure with each hard impact of his hips on her ass. Each brutal fuckthrust sent an echoing WHACK through the club, the force of it vibrating the windows and causing the untouched drinks to ripple in sympathy with the force of Tamati's thrusts. He was giving her all the strength that his powerful body could muster with each plunge into her furnace hot depths. He had found out that she could take anything he threw at her and so for the third round he gave her everything he had. Each crashing thrust was more than enough to powder bone on lesser creatures, but they were far more than that and they both were taking full advantage of their supernatural natures to fuck each other's brains out.

The burly Kitsune couldn't believe his luck, only Alej could take his full might like this and even she would be sore and tender afterwards, but this strange serpentine stripper could take everything he had and more. It was as if she was handmade for his cock, designed to satisfy his deepest desires. He growled, clenching his teeth and closing his eyes as he rode her, each thrust sent her ass crashing into his groin hard enough to sound like a small caliber gunshot. He fucked the eager snake, ravaging her guts with no care for her pleasure, but she couldn't be happier.

Qhala was in bliss, the feeling of that cock slamming into her was more than she could have hoped for. Very few males could go two rounds with her and even fewer could go three, so she savoring the very rare treat of being a fuckdoll for a truly worthy male. She didn't hold back either, letting herself scream and howl in pleasure, begging for him to fuck her even as he plundered her pucker without pause. She was sent into one brutal and mind crushing climax after another, her juices coating the insides of her already cum caked thighs as she was pushed into another mind bending climax by the big balled brute that was busting her ass. Her tongue lolled from between her lips again, falling into the rapidly cooling pool of cum beneath her as she threw herself into the hard fucking. Her eyes rolled back fully in her head as she went on autopilot, she turned herself into nothing more than a machine, going on automatic as she let go of any forms of restraint(as few as they were) to utterly embrace Tamati's claim to her eager body. She would recover of course, she always did, but for that moment she lost herself in the pleasure of being his big butted bitch.

"What...are you?" Tamati breathed, his own eyes rolling in his head as he fucked the eager snake, she was like nothing he had every had the pleasure to fuck. She was unnatural and every second of that ball busting buttfuck told him that. No woman had pushed him to his limit like she did and no woman had made him cum like she did. It was pleasurable to the point of being painful, like every fibre of his being was alight with delicious ecstacy and it flared even hotter each time he sank fully into her tight butt. From the moment he had slipped his cock into her mouth at the start, he knew she was different, but as time went on it became apparent that she was far more than just another bitch. He wanted to think about this, but the sucking heat of her tight pucker drove any further thoughts on the subject from his mind as she bucked in climax underneath him. So he just fucked her, driving his cock in and out of her tight pucker with all his might, causing his heavy balls to slap wetly against her sopping wet and cum dripping cunt with each thrust. He stopped thinking and just fucked her, pistoning his cock deeper and deeper into her. He sought nothing more than to fill her slutty body with his seed for the third time.

Qhala was unable to think or speak as each brutal cockplunge drove the breath out of her lungs. She would gulp in deep breaths between each thrust, just in time for another plunge to rob her of another lungful of life giving air. Her blood was boiling and she felt like her brain was leaking out of her ears with each hard plunge into her eager guts. She savored the burning pleasure of that thigh thick cock churning her guts and hammering into her stomach with each battering ram like thrust. She was in Heaven, Nirvana, Valhalla, or whatever other religious paradise the mind could comprehend. She reached her peak again and again, bucking beneath her new partner like a good servant should and when she felt his cock jerk for the third time she let out a hoarse howl of pleasure, just the idea of him filling her with cum again sending her over the edge once more.

Tamati groaned, his balls churning as he reached his peak for a third time. His breath caught in his throat as her ass clamped down on him, seemingly suckling on his shaft and locking him in place. He couldn't hold back and he didn't want to, so he let go, his cock jerking as it sent the boiling contents of his balls deep into her hungry guts. He roared, his body jerking in release as he lost his mind, nearly losing consciousness with the force of his climax.

Qhala's belly swelled out for a third time, rounding out as her stomach was stuffed directly with Tamati's wadd. She felt herself reach her limit, Tamati's cum frothing at the back of her throat as he filled her to the brim. Twin streamers of cum shot from her nose as she tried to hold back the tide of thick ball batter, but it was futile. The pressure forcing her jaws wide and a stream of cum exploded from between her lips. It spewed more than a meter away to splash across the stripper pole in front of her, adding a thick cum coating to the well oiled silver pole. It didn't end there, his cumgush continued, each jerk of his cock sending yet another spewing fountain of cum squirting past her lips in a high pressure torrent of thick jizz, further adding to the rapidly expanding pool of cum beneath her. She lost herself in it, cum spewing from between her lips as she was used as an offload point for Tamati's divine dick.

The crowd roared in approval, joining the rutting couple in climax. They had been driven to greater and greater heights of animalistic pleasure and hedonistic self expression, rutting each other in a primal expression of lust that had mirrored the couple up on stage. The crowd lost their minds when Tamati let out that howling roar of pleasure and turned their serpentine goddess into a cum fountain. They howled with him, joining in with his release as they came in time with the burly kitsune, adding to the mess that already coated the floors of the club.

Tamati panted, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he came down from that soul searing orgasm. He groaned and shook his head as he tried to get his vision to swim back into focus. He felt drained, his normally inexhaustible stamina pushed to the brink. He was trembling, weakness filling his limbs as he looked down at the cum bloated snake beneath him. He chuckled and gave a weak smile.

"Damn...that was incredible." He said breathlessly as he looked down at the blissed out face of his new lover. She was laying there burbling happily, cum drooling from between her lips and coating her face. Her eyes were half lidded and a fuck addled smile was written across her features, she was truly happy with what had transpired. He shook his head and let out a laugh, a wide grin crossing his face at the sight before him. "I like you...whatever your name is." He said with a wink down at the cum bathed snake. "Wanna come home with me?"

She looked up at him and smiled, licking her lips and swallowing, her stuffed belly already shrinking as her supernatural nature took hold. "My name is Qhala...priestess of the Serpent God...and I would love to join you in your domicile, but I must inform my roommate first...she will not like being all alone."

Tamati's eyes lit up at that and his grin grew wider. "Qhala...Qhala..." He rolled the name around his tongue a few times, deciding that he liked it. "Roommate huh? Well...we wouldn't want her to feel left out...would we?" He asked with another wink and hefted the cum coated Qhala up off the floor and tossed her over his shoulder. "Lets go have a talk with her and besides...I could always use another...roommate." He licked his lips at the thought of what kind of woman a goddess like Qhala could have. He stepped off the stage and picked his way through the masses of unconscious people that were laid out, their minds shut off by the carnal bliss they had experienced at the hands of Qhala and his supernatural rutting.

Qhala just hissed in pleasure, wrapping herself around his broad shoulders and sighing contentedly. She had found a male worthy of worship and while she would not remain with him forever, she certainly would spend as much time as she could with him. A months, years, or decades meant little to a creature like her and she planned to get as much out of this partnership as she could. 'After all...a male like him deserves more than a few strong children to carry on his legacy.'

They left the club in a state of disarray and ruin. Broken chairs and overturned tables littered the floor, alongside the sexually exhausted bodies of the crowd. They had no idea what they had just experienced and would talk about this experience in an almost religious way, praising the experience as nothing less than rapturous.

Exactly as the serpentine seductress had planned.