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Disclaimer: The following will contain homosexual individuals and relationships and will involve interpretations of deities from various religions. No offense is intended. This is copyrighted to me (mewjen(at)ymail.com), so no using it without my. This is a work of fiction.

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"Horus!" I gasped. "Don't do that!" I stood up and walked over to him, trying to cover up the wobble in my stride by feigning concern about which papers I crushed. "Now tell me what the hell is going on, and what happened to that clone!"

Horus shrugged with an uncharacteristically exaggerated motion. "Well it turns out you had a point. Your powers do have a rather dark nature. That evil monstrosity thankfully had a short half-life."

I felt queasy at his choice of wording. It was the first time I ever heard him describe something that was a part of me so harshly. I scanned his face, noting the grim markers across its surface. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, I will be." I couldn't read his intent, as he stared at me in cold calculation.

It was hard to press him, while he was acting so upset. Damn it. It was my turn. He had binding my powers and I had him being stupid. But he couldn't let it go. "Can we table my lack of powers and focus on what happened to this room?"

"Oh, I've grown to like the idea of you being defenseless," he stated.

"Come on. That isn't fair," I whined. "You have to give me my chance to be pissed."

"I think I've waited far too long already." He took me by my shoulders and guided me to the desk.

"For what?" I asked, confused.

"For this." He stroked my face, showing a hint of lust in his smile.

"Horus." I pulled back, leaning on the desk, as I turned away from his touch. "I'm not ready for that."

He took hold of my chin and brought my gaze back to his. "After everything you put me through?"

My stomach flipped, as I felt him pressuring me. "Can't we just talk?"

He cleared the desk with a flash of red, and then flipping me around, he bent me over it. Using my back for support, he leaned over, hissing into my ear, "I think there is undue stress upon us that we both must release."

I felt my ears flatten. "Horus, I'm not ready for this."

"I need this." I felt him nip at the back of my neck.

It felt wrong for him to be pushing this hard. Having sex would just complicate things should we just want to remain friends. But to be fair, I wasn't very objective. My rather desperate tryst with Anubis a few weeks back, kind of, removed any...backlog, and we settled on being just friends, despite it. Horus has been alone for far longer. Maybe, he has earned it, despite my fears and trepidations.

I nodded, and a moment later, my clothing was removed in another flash of red. I felt a shiver course through me, as his hand traced my spine. "Be gent-" I said, but I gasped, as I felt my insides being coated in cold gel. It was quite unsettling to have magic being used to coat me, instead of one of the many more pleasurable methodologies.

I was about to comment, when I felt his tip at my entrance. "Wai-eeeeh-" I groaned. It felt like I was being ripped apart. I cried out, as he tried to enter me. "Stop!"

He responded quickly, but it still felt like agony.

"I...need...prep," I grunted, between pants. I haven't been on the bottom since my relationship with him, and now he decides to go full throttle.

He left his narrow tip in, but thankfully removed his broader base. It still hurt, but it was much more manageable than all of it at once. He also hadn't moved since pulling out, giving me much needed breathing time. I tried to relax myself, but it seemed impossible.

It was like being a virgin again. All the practiced motions were gone. Everything was rough and uncoordinated. I couldn't stop shaking. As much of a desire that I had for bottoming, my time with Anubis had made me much more comfortable as a top. My body didn't want to feel the pleasure I knew could exist. It didn't want to behave the way I needed it to. It just seemed to want this to be painful.

I felt Horus shift above me, which caused another half inch to slide into me, which caused another wave of tremors to course through my body, which meant I squeezed his shaft enough that tears of pain fell and that I only relaxed just enough to make it hurt again.

"Breathe," he whispered, trying to hold still, despite his unstable footing.

"Just take it out," I chokingly begged.

"Giving up again?" he asked.

"Yes!" I tried to scooch forward, but I just caused him to fall fully on top of me. I cried out as he was fully sheathed within me.

I felt his sigh pass over my neck, as he pushed himself off me. "Can we just do this my way?" he said, forcing me to remain still by a single hand on my back. He then pulled out until his tip barely held me open.

"Deep breaths. Just think of your love," he stated, before pushing into me once more. However, this time he applied a circular pattern, using his conical shaft to soothe each muscle as it tensed, never allowing them to feel the pressure. He kept his thrusts shallow, taking his time, letting me get use to each inch before applying the next.

I felt myself relaxing and falling into the motions. It still felt like it was too much, but he kept it just at that point, never going too far.

"Better?" he teased, moving his hands to my sides and leaning over me.

I just moaned when he started rubbing that spot that made my whole body tingle, giving into the waves of pleasure.

"Touch me," I demanded, once I felt his thighs meeting my rear on every thrust.

My shaft was hard and dripping against the side of the desk. Every thrust forward pushed it down, and every tug back sent it sliding upwards, leaving a slimy trail of pre to aid the next thrust. He was still being rough, and I was fairly certain there would be bruises on my thighs from hitting the rim of the desktop so forcefully. But it didn't matter. Compared to the light touches of his fingers against the side of my cock, nothing else mattered.

I couldn't remember why I was against this. I felt more connected to Horus now than at any other time during these past few weeks. The pleasure lifted my heart, while the pain soothed the self-destructive part of my soul, balancing them, allowing me to forget everything, but Horus, and what he was doing to me.

"Your close, aren't you?" His beak nipped my ear.

"Yessss!" I hissed.

"You want release?" He nipped the other ear.

"Yessss!"I hissed again.

"Then give your soul to me," he whispered, stroking his claws against my shaft.

"Anything," I pleaded.

"I need you to say it," he cooed, his tongue slipping inside my ear.

"I give my soul to you," I said in ecstasy, feeling my balls tightening.

"No," he replied, stroking my ear from within. "I willingly give my soul to you. To be bound to your will until my term ends."

"I willingly give my soul to you," I repeated, feeling my balls drawing up. "To be bound to your will until my term ends."

"My will to yours," he pushed. "Faithfully yours and yours alone, until you grant my freedom. This I swear."

I was so close, just another stroke. "My will to yours. Faithfully yours and yours alone, until you grant my freedom. This I swear." I finished with a moan.

Then I felt something slide around my neck and bind itself there.

"Don't cum," he whispered.

I cried out, feeling the need and pressure, but every stroke just added to it, never allowing the bliss of release. "Please!" I begged.

"Go soft," he cooed.

I wanted to scream. With every thrust, I grew softer. With every stroke of his claws, I became limp. Until, I just hung there, full of need and want, but left frustrated and pained.

He placed both hands on my hips, and squeezing hard enough to draw a trickle of blood from his claws, he began to pound me ruthlessly.

I tried to call out, as he started hurting me, but he just leaned back. "Silence," he said, and nothing escaped my lips.

The next several minutes or so were brutal. I silently withstood every thrust. Any sense of pleasure was gone. I was being used by the person I was supposed to trust the most. I saw the tears cloud by vision, before pooling on the wood desktop that I tried to bury myself within.

"This isn't working," Horus grunted, pulling out without any care to my comfort. "I guess it serves me right. I always knew faggots were useless."

I grunted my displeasure at the slur, but he didn't react.

"What's the point of you, if you can't satisfy me?" he said hurtfully.

"Horus?" I whimpered, closing my eyes tightly, trying to block out his distain.

"Might as well do it right," he muttered, before there was a flash of bright light, and I was transported to a bed.

My bed, to be precise. I could tell by my scent on the covers. I was lying face down in the middle of my bed. My legs were up and separated, presenting myself for him. My tail raised and off to the side.

"Now to fix your form," Horus whispered.

The illusion crawled over my skin like water flowing in reverse. I could feel it smothering me, hiding my form and replacing it with Horus' desire. It coated my tongue and throat, changing my voice. I felt it penetrate my hole, covering my rectum and filling it with its cold power, stretching it to fit the shape Horus wanted, faking the hole I lacked.

"So beautiful, my queen," he cooed. Horus moved over me, positioning himself for the form he wanted, letting his magic redirect him into me.

I felt my heart break.

I cried, as I was taken as a female in my own home, in my private room, on my bed, by my best friend, who I thought loved me.

I couldn't feel the pain of being stretched so unnaturally. I couldn't feel the pain of his thrusts. I couldn't feel the smacks against my hide from his playful slaps. I couldn't tell if I was supposed to enjoy this humiliation. I couldn't tell if this was some cosmic joke or some punishment I deserved. I couldn't tell why he was doing this to me.

"Tell me how much you love this," he whispered in my ear, after a particularly deep thrust.

"Give me more," I cried out joyously, thankfully not being forced to hear my false voice. "Please, I need it so badly."

"Then moan for me, babe." He nibbled at my neck, every bite transferred perfectly by the illusion.

"Horus!" I moaned.

He bit down on my shoulder painfully.

"Master!" I called, as he thrust in me, showing my pleasure to him, as he almost forced me forward with his powerful jabs.

"Feel the pleasure in this," he spoke, as he leaned back and took my hips in his hands.

With every thrust forward, I pushed back, taking him fully into me. With every receding pull, I squeezed down, trying to hold him inside. I moaned every time he hit my prostate. I cried out for him every time he pushed me down. I told him how much I loved him, how much I adored him. I begged him for every thrust.

I was rock hard. My shaft throbbing painfully every time it rubbed against the bed. After my desperation proved to be too great, I took it in my hand and stroke in time with Horus' thrusts, letting my voice sing with my pleasure.

I could hear him grunting loudly, as his thrusts slowed and became harsher and less even. "Beg," he stated.

"Please, give it to me," I pleaded. "Come inside me. I need your seed inside. I need you to fill me. Please."

"For my child, bitch."

My brain hung on the impossibility of that statement. I would never bare a child. But when he stopped thrusting, my desire overrode any reason. "Please, breed me. Soil my fields with your seed. Put out this fire within me. Let me carry your bastard. Give me your child."

He bit down on my neck, and three thrusts later, it really was like he was putting out a fire. His cum poured into the illusion, which spilt into me, warm and gooey...and too much. With the illusion still in place and his cock still filling me, his cum was forced deeper and deeper into my bowels.

"Come."

I moaned as my balls unloaded their contents.

He then pushed me forward, so I slid off his cock and into the puddle of my cum. "Good girl. Though you have no idea how to beg."

I felt the illusion fall from my body, leaving me laying in my cum, with his dripping from my abused rear. I felt disgusting. I wanted to shower and wash away everything, including my memories of this night. I curled into a fetal ball, trying to comprehend what happened.

"Hey!" Horus intruded. "You're not done yet."

I just ignored him, remaining in my ball.

But he had other plans. He grabbed my arm, and painfully dragged me off the bed and onto the floor. He then pulled at my arm until I was kneeling before him.

I kept my eyes closed, trying to will myself away. But nothing happened. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of breaking me.

"Clean me," he ordered.

I opened my eyes just enough to get my bearings, staring for several moments at the golden shaft, before his impatience made him grab the back of my head. There was a breath's moment before he forced me forward. I gasped at the pain applied to my scalp, and then I was choking on his cock, gagging as my tongue swirled around it, filling my taste buds with a mix of metallic flavors and his salty cum.

"Say thank you," he said, as he pulled me off his shaft.

"Thank you, Master," I whispered, rubbing his cock against my cheek affectionately.

"You have five minutes to get cleaned up, before we are leaving," he stated.

I stared at him in disbelief. How could he expect me to be leaving any time soon after all this?

"Four fifty," he added, somberly.

I tried to stand, but my legs shook hard enough that I came crashing back to the floor.

"Four forty."

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Author's Note: This is little shorter than my goal, but this was harder to write than I thought it would be. I knew I would have to write this, but making Set suffer is getting harder. This chapter and the following few are the basis for this story's plot, so this is a necessary evil.

I may change to releasing on Wednesdays instead of Tuesdays sometime in the future, since Mondays and I are not getting along so well. But I just wanted to release this now, even though it's late and slightly rushed. Since I will be visiting my family over the weekend, I will not have time to write, so no chapter on the 8th.

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