I lie on the stone altar, watching the cauldron’s steam rise into the night, the fire warming my bare skin. My sisters chant as the High Priest approaches, his manhood ready to take my virginity—a sacrifice I am willing to make for my coven to thrive.
As his sacred phallus penetrates me, I close my eyes, surrendering to the ancient ritual, feeling our ancestors’ power flow through me. Pleasure and pain dance in unison as I soar through the heavens, his devoted offering filling me beneath the moonlit sky.
After nine months, our coven is blessed with twins.
