Her girlfriend’s voice came from the other room as the blonde appeared in the door, a look of concern on her face. Kira smiled and gestured to her feet with her hand. The other woman rolled her eyes as she came over to the Sofa, lifting Kira’s feet and sliding herself under them. Casually she started to rub them as Kira smiled.

“It was a hard day. Sam, Emma has commissioned a whole new type of slave. It’s a lot of cross-department meetings and arguments.”

Samantha tightened her hands around her girlfriend’s feet as she spoke, turning to look at one of their house Disciples. 

“Get us some drinks would you Gina, Your mistresses have news to celebrate.”

The knee-high girl vanished into another room as Kira sat up curiously, Sam turned to her and nodded.

“We got permission from the High Priestess. The Goddess has given blanket approval for Priestesses to have children during her next long sleep.”

Kira almost kicked her girlfriend in the face as she squealed in delight, leaning forward she took Samantha’s hands in hers. 

“That’s Fantastic! The Goddess is so thoughtful to do that! Are you still okay with me being the natural mother?”

The serving Disciple returned with two large glasses and handed them to the Priestesses. Samantha pats her on the head as she takes her drink. Sipping the dark red liquid, she nodded towards Kira.

“That’s fine, I’ve made an appointment to go down to the specimen collection, Priestess Hiroka is expecting us tomorrow morning.” 

The two Priestesses spent the evening celebrating as their house disciples retreated into their rooms under the Priestesses floor.

Gina Farlow - Disciple of Priestess Samantha

Storming into the common room of the House Disciple dorm room, Gina fumed. The two others that followed her down from the Priestesses celebration joined her at the communal table. 

“It’s not fair! I want to have a kid too...Why do only Priestesses get to petition the Goddess!”

Her sister Disciple, Rita,  turned to the knee-high Acolyte stood in the corner, gesturing to the kitchen she spoke briskly,

“Well, your mistresses are in distress, Drinks! Now!”

She barked as Gina continued her rant.

“I mean they said the High Priestess had given blanket permission! Does that not apply to us? We should go and see the High Priestess!”

Rita moved around to comfort Gina, putting her arm around her as she relaxed her colleague and friend.

“The High Priestess doesn’t grant audiences to Disciples. We would have to ask our Priestesses and...Tanya may have already asked Samantha.”

Gina turned slowly and looked into Gina’s eyes as they embraced. There was a swell of hope as she turned to look around the room. The Acolyte had returned with a tray of drinks, the small woman quickly pouring out three glasses before scurrying back into the corner. 

“Where is she? Tanya?”

The Disciple said slowly realising she was not in the room with them. Rita chewed her lip as she spoke, her tone neutral, clear and loud.

“Tanya, report to the communal room.”

Her words were echoing through their chambers. All three Disciples turned to watch as an Acolyte walked in from the bedroom, her eyes downcast, her face hidden behind a mess of red hair. Gina knelt as the small Acolyte stopped, reaching for her hair and brushing it behind her head. 

“She was demoted to Acolyte...just for questioning.”

Rita nodded as the Acolyte started to tear up. Tanya’s embarrassment was evident as Gina rolled her eyes. Standing, she turned back to her friend and shook her head in annoyance.

“Well, Thank you for saving me from the same fate...Tanya remember when you yelled at me for banishing your little Acolyte girlfriend to the window prison?”

The small Acolyte froze as her eyes slowly lifted to stare at Gina’s large ass above her, the Disciple not even looking at her as she spoke. Rita stepped forward and placed her hands on Gina’s hips quickly.

“Gina, Don’t do anything too hasty, it’s been a rough day, and you’re emotional…”

Gina sneered and turned to look down on the now fear-stricken Tanya. A loud “GINA!” swept through the apartment as she was about to speak. The Disciple turned and stormed back upstairs to serve her mistress. Rita was quietly dismissing Tanya as she followed behind her friend. 

Tanya Moon - Acolyte of Disciple Rita

Almost sprinting, the recently demoted Disciple ran through her new mistresses bedroom and pressed on the hidden servant’s exit in the wall, sliding quickly behind the wall and crashing down into the Acolytes chambers. Her former servant Amy sat on her bed, two small knee-high male slaves rubbing her feet as she relaxed after a long day of service. Tanya didn’t stop as she started stuffing a bag with food from their storeroom.

“I have to get out of here, Gina’s going to have me killed, I have to leave right now!” 

Amy leaned back on her bed and placed her feet in the faces of her slaves. She had been an Acolyte for years and had never once feared for her life. Tanya was a good Mistress to her, but that didn’t mean she liked the woman. Living with her didn’t appeal to Amy any more than it seemed to for Tanya, so instead of offering the warnings about desertion, she just laid quietly as her new roommate packed. 

Tanya came back in and lifted a small vial before her. 

“I need a favour from you, one final service and I am out of your life.”

Amy yawned and rolled onto her side, shaking her head.

“No, I am not an accessory. You’re on your own.”

The two women stared at each other as Tanya lashed out and kicked one of Amy’s slaves across the floor into the wall. The man screamed as the sound of his bones cracking echoed around the bedroom. Amy just glared in silence as her former mistress stormed from the room. 

The problem with the temple is that it was designed to be impossible to escape. Tanya knew the layout of the Priestesses chambers and her own but had very little understanding of the subterranean Acolyte zones. She knew the only way to get out of the temple itself was through the Priestesses section. If she were caught by a Priestess though, They would kill her on sight.

 Tanya snuck back into Rita’s bedroom, her new mistress still absent as she padded across the large room. Peering into the communal space, Disciple Jane was still sitting at the large table watching GCNN. Fortunately, the Amazonian woman was facing the other direction. Tanya tightened the strap on her backpack and slipped out of her sandals. Her bare feet would allow her to move more silently. 

 Jane didn’t turn from the screen as Tanya zipped along the back wall towards the door, luckily it had been left open by Rita as she quickly chased Gina upstairs. The Acolyte breathed deep as she faced the staircase, each step coming up to her waist. Each step was an awkward mantle and climb as she thanked her divine blessed body. The Goddess may not care about the individual Disciples or Acolytes, but her blessings still granted them peak fitness. 

 The panel door into the Priestesses chambers was closed as she reached the top of the stairs. Tanya knew these external sliding doors were effortless to slide and intentionally silent not to disturb their mistresses. one firm press on the bottom of the door, and it slid to the side, revealing the massive Priestesses chambers beyond. Tanya wasted no time in squeezing through the small gap she had opened in the sliding door. 

 The Priestesses bed-chamber were impossibly large, a room she had once served in now towered over her. Acolytes only came up to the ankle on the regular priestesses, her new perspective driving the spike of fear through her as she barely had to crouch at all to move under Priestess Kira’s bed. Moving swiftly towards the door, she watched her two former colleagues, Gina and Rita moved through the room towards the hidden door she had come from.

“I’m just saying to give her a chance Gina, She’s been through a lot and suffers the same desires for children as you do.”

Rita was saying as the large women walked passed. Tanya silently thanked Rita for her support but pushed on with her escape attempt, dashing out into the Priestesses main room, the two titans lounging on the large sofa drinking and chatting. The exit to their apartment was the only way out of this whole section of the temple. If she didn’t get through that door before Gina found her missing, she would be dead. 

Tanya felt like a mouse as she hurried along the edge of the wall, trying to go behind the large Sofa as the two huge women drank and caressed each other, the situation quickly turning passionate as the smacking of large lips filled the room. The large door was her only barrier as she turned to see Priestess Samatha disrobing as she straddled her girlfriend. 

Reaching into her pocket, she took out the small vial, popping the cork she downed the contents. Immediately her body contorted and shrank, diminishing too the size of a slave as she reached the massive door. The effects were temporary, but it granted her the ability to squeeze under the vast door. As the outside corridor’s light engulfed her, she breathed deep and let out a relieved sigh. 

The potion wore off, and it restored her Acolytes height. A large hand swooped down, grabbing her, lifting her roughly into the sky. Tanya screamed as the face of an unfamiliar blonde woman consumed her vision. 

“GOT YOU, GOOD WORK ACOLYTE AMY, OR SHOULD I SAY DISCIPLE AMY!”

Hayley Krystal - Priestess of Acolyte Affairs

The small deserter screamed as she stuffed her into the belt pouch, turning back to her tablet she smiled at the little Acolyte that had tipped her off. 

“I’ll notify Samantha to promote you, You have done well today little one, keep this up, and you may make Priestess one day.”

The smug-looking Acolyte bowed respectfully as the call ended. Hayley clicked to the next notification as she moved down the hall towards tribute chambers. As she reached the large door that led into the tribute chamber, she knocked politely. Priestess Helena appeared a few moments later, seemingly a bit upset by her presence. 

“Hayley...To what do I owe the pleasure this time?”

Hayley ignored her disrespectful tone as she stepped into the room, the large desk covered in the tiny tributes always drew her fascination as she stepped up alongside it. Many little lives, all still fresh and terrified by her presence, A tingle in her nethers as she glanced back to Helena. 

“Oh, I’m just following up on a tip, How many Acolytes do you have serving on this station?”

Helena came back to the desk and sat down, flicking open her registry. She turned it to her colleague, showing the names of one hundred Acolytes, and 4 Disciples. Gesturing over the table, she pointed to the ten rows of ten desks. Hayley lifted a single finger and pointed to the corner desk. A long queue of tributes waiting to be documented but no Acolyte sat at the small station. 

“I...uh...She must be on a bathroom break, Jez, where are you?”

The Priestess spoke slightly panicked as she scanned across her desk, looking for the absent Acolyte. Hayley tapped her foot, the firm leather of sandals cracking against the stone floor as she smirked in triumph. 

“She’s missing because she triggered one of my snares in the Priestess Bathroom, Look!”

She declared as she spun her tablet screen around, a video feed showing the errant Acolyte pinned under a long bar of metal, the small woman’s leg broken. Hayley flicked the video up onto the Tribute Chambers main display. The divine servants in the room all turned to see the squirming and crying form of their colleague. Helena was lost for words as Hayley dug into her pocket and pulled out an Acolyte, fresh from the selection process. 

“Here is your replacement. Don’t lose her, Leave the video on the screen for the rest of the day!”

Hayley commanded as she dropped the new Acolyte onto the table. Then she was striding from the room and quickly making her way down towards the Priestess Bathroom. As she stood over the trapped Acolyte, she tilted the camera to look up along her body, talking directly down to the Acolytes in the tribute chamber. 

“This is what happens to those who disobey the laws of the Goddess!”

She declared matter-of-factly as she nudged the camera back down towards the crying escapee with the toe of her sandal. The woman was crying and fighting the large metal bar that was pinning her down. Hayley reached into her pouch and took Tanya out, dropping her next to the crying woman. Tanya turned to look up at Hayley as she brought her sandal over both of them. 

The Priestess pinned both of her escapees under her sandal as she compressed them slowly; she loved this part of her job. The two women begged and cried as she cruelly pressed down, a series of cracks followed by a satisfying squelch as her foot ploughed through the two women. 

Kira Donnas - Priestess of Slave Outfitting 

As she was sitting on the toilet first thing in the morning, Kira’s mind was buzzing with the excitement of the day to come. She had been waiting decades for this opportunity, and now the day was finally here. As she stood, A Disciple appeared to wipe her. She studied the girl as she delicately cleaned her nethers. 

“Are you new?”

She said curiously as the diligent woman attended her. The woman glanced up respectfully as she performed her duty.

“Disciple Amy Mistress, replacing Disciple Tanya.”

Kira shrugged as she let the woman finish, the day had too much going on to worry about who was wiping her twat. Samantha came in and blew her a kiss as she glanced at Amy.

“Is she doing okay? She’s a new promotion.”

The Priestess just shrugged indifferently as the servant finished up. Pulling her robes on once more, she embraced her girlfriend as the two left their apartment, heading for their exciting appointment in the specimen room. 

Priestess Hiroka met them at the door as she led them down the long white corridor to the specimen chambers. 

“Now, all of the specimens are stored at normal mortal height, so we will adjust to match as we pass down this corridor, I know for many priestesses is had been a long time since they have seen a full-sized male mortal so try not to get to distracted by their bulk.”

Samantha turned to Kira and smirked, The two of them had been together nearly two hundred mortal years, and they hadn’t seen a full-sized male since becoming priestesses, so this would be an experience. As Hinoka opened the double doors into the specimen chambers, the two Priestesses gasped at the long lines of large tubes. Hiroka led them down the line explaining as she pointed to details.

“The best examples of a male mortal are preserved for priestesses to use as donors. As you can see, we have a wide variety of healthy well-built males. They are held in a state of permanent edge. The tubes over their penises keep them erect and on the verge of orgasm but never letting them use their load. It sounds cruel to store them for years on the cusp of orgasm, but it's the best way for the Priestesses to get what they want quickly.”

Kira leaned over to Samatha as they observed the large human man strapped into the tube, his expression looking pained. Kira slid her hand down the back of her girlfriends’ robe and squeezed her ass. 

“You get mad if I edge you for more than a few minutes...can imagine years…”

Samantha chewed her lip as she ran her eyes over the masculine, muscled figure in the tube. Then she turned and pointed to one further down the line.

“That blonde man down there, I want you to use him…”

Kira turned and followed her girlfriend’s finger. The man was handsome, long blond hair, well-built body with a cute face. She realised Sam was aiming for features that would also apply to her girlfriend. Kira nodded and smiled at Hiroka.

“We’ll take the male version of my girlfriend over there. What's next?”

Hiroka grinned as she led the pair over to the tube. Pressing a few keys on the panel next to the prison and slid down into a horizontal position. The glass was sliding away to reveal the blonde man, his hopeful eyes locking with the woman as Hiroka turned to Kira.

“Now, Get your girlfriend to lube you up. Then you need to straddle him and place your vagina on the metal dome over his erect member. When you’re ready to get the specimen to inject, press the red release button and lower yourself down, so his penis penetrates deep into you. You will get maybe two seconds before he deposits his load. If you touch him before you’re ready, you will lose the specimen.”

Kira swallowed at the instructions and turned to Sam, gesturing to her thighs,

“You heard the woman, lick, I need to be moist and ready!”

She commanded playfully as her girlfriend obliged, getting to her knees and digging her head between Kira’s legs. Kira surveyed the room and grinned as she realised the men were all watching, pain and longing in their eyes as she posed for them, letting her tongue play around her lips. 

Samantha backed away as her girlfriend self lubricated, Standing to watch as Kira stepped forward and straddled the bound man. She braced her damp nethers against the cold metal dome as she moved her finger over the button, her eyes meeting the trapped man’s gaze as she caressed the button. The pleading in his eyes made her even hornier as she chewed her lip, the desperation of being so close messing with the man’s mind. It was the faux yawn from her girlfriend that finally broke her play. Pressing the button, she felt the dome vanish, the hot fleshy tip of his manhood firmly against her. Plunging herself down, she felt the warm load fill her almost instantly. Hiroka clapped and moved in to help from the flaccid remains of the penis. 

“Got it in one! Well done, These men are only good for one shot, We think its a side effect of the edging. Now, how would you like to dispose of the donor? Traditionally the spouse would consume them. It is symbolic that the donor would become part of the other parent.”

Samantha strode over and helped Kira straight. Her Girlfriend was still incredibly horny as she had not found release, but the event had concluded. The three women followed Hiroka out of the chamber, and back to their standard height. Kira was still playing with herself when Hiroka drew their attention to a large box on her desk. 

“This is where the corridor leads, as you can see when I remove the lid, those tiny capsules are the specimens and that little one laying free is your donor.”

The three women stood in silence for a moment before Sam plucked the small capsule from the box. Turning to Kira, she waved the tiny man between two fingers. 

“Tradition is Tradition!”

The Priestess chirped happily before tipping the tiny man onto her tongue and swallowing him whole. Kira smiled and came together for a kiss as Hiroka awkwardly interjected.

“You should find out in about two weeks if you’re pregnant. Good luck with it girls!”