ARIESTILES FINAL CHAPTER Ariestiles had his sword drawn an..

ARIESTILES FINAL CHAPTER Ariestiles had his sword drawn and his polished shield up as he sprung around toward the eerie laughter. “Oh, what a beauty you are,” the invisible voice echoed through the gardens. Ariestiles turned toward to his right and then left but saw no one. His huge, smooth bulging muscles were tense and flexing. A thin layer of sweat began to form over his flawless body out of fear and anticipation. Then he felt something crawling up his large calves. Looking down in horror, he saw a vine wrapping itself around his bare left leg slowly moving up to his thighs. The laughter seems to be coming from the living vine. Ariestiles swung his sword, cutting the vine. There was a high pitch scream as the vine retreated, followed by more laughter. The decapitated part of the vine, still attached to his leg, fell dead to the ground. Ariestiles knew he was being toyed with, hunted. The Gordans have many powers and mysteries and Medusus have access to all of them, plus he have the power of a god behind him. Ariestiles heard a stone fall in the distance and swung around toward the direction of the sound but again saw nothing. More laughter from another side of the garden caused him to turn in another direction. Yet again, nothing. “Show yourself Sorcerer, face the son of Aries,” Ariestiles yelled, pounding his fist that he crutches his sword with against his chest. “Are you a coward, hiding in the shadows! I fear you not!” His challenge was only met with more laughter. Ariestiles didn’t feel the vines moving the second time as they slowly wrapped around his scandals and shin guards, moving slowly up his legs, softly stroking the smooth, muscular legs. Suddenly aware of them, Ariestiles once again swung his sword. However, this time the vines were morphing into something thicker, as thick as a man’s arm, and stronger. He panicked and used his sword and shield to slice and pound feverishly at the vines. As his sword cut one tentacle-like vine off, another grew in its place. He couldn’t move his powerful legs as the slimy vines tightened and moved further up his thighs. The vines lifted his armor apron and began to grope and fondled his phallus and buttocks through the tightly wrapped leather undergarment. From nowhere, more vines gripped his powerful arms. They were so strong that Ariestiles couldn’t keep a grip on his sword or shield. His arms grew useless in the tentacle-like vines’ grip and he dropped his weapons to the ground. The vines were spreading and stretching his powerful limbs. “Relax, my pretty,” Ariestiles heard the voice right before his face as the sorcerer Medusus materialize before him. Ariestiles made a fatal mistake. His dark eyes fell upon the sorcerer’s black eyes. He tried to look away but before he knew it he was pulled into them and found himself unable to think or fight. “Relax, it feels so good just to relax and obey,” the ancient sorcerer’s voice was so calming. Ariestiles was overcame in a deep, relaxing bliss as all fight faded from him. He was vaguely aware that the vines had ripped away the tight leather wrap under his armoured apron, leaving the leather shredded on the ground. Ariestiles let out a loud deep moan as one of the vines wrapped itself around the hero’s impressive cock, and began to stroke him. Medusus’ long black robes parted and his long, thick snake-like cock slithered between Ariestiles’s muscular legs and up to the tight well developed buttocks.. The tentacle-like cock pressed between his firm powerful buttocks, spreading them. The brave hero cried out as the arm size phallus tentacle penetrated him. “Ssshh, it feels so good,” the sorcerer’s voice radiated from within his own head. “You will feel only pleasure.” Ariestiles moaned but his eyes remained locked on the sorcerer’s as the tentacle penetrated his virgin hole. As the phallus moved deeper the hero was lifted off the ground, while the vines began to shred the armour off his demigod body. Within seconds Ariestiles was stripped nude and suspended by vines and the tentacle-like cock. He was lifted so that his magnificent chest and large nipples were level with the sorcerer’s mouth. The ancient sorcerer opened his mouth and showed his razor sharp teeth. As the tentacle phallus moved in and out of him, and the vine wrapped around his cock tightened and moved his foreskin up and down, Ariestiles groaned loud in pure pleasure. He tried to resist but it was so hard to think or move a single muscle. The sorcerer leaned in and stuck out his long, pointed tongue and flicked it over Ariestiles’s right nipple. It sent shivers down the hero’s sculpted body. His cock was pumping out pre-cum. Medusus ran his razor teeth over the sensitive nipple causing Ariestiles to cry out in both pain and pleasure. All the while the sorcerer’s cock was thrusting in and out of him, stretching and pounding his insides. “Please, Fffuck,” the hero cried out as he drove over the edge. Ariestiles never came so much as the vine pumped out his seed. As his cum landed on the garden’s floor, the vines released the demigod and hungrily began to devour the semi divine seed. With the vines’ grip gone, Ariestiles’ heavy muscular body fell forward against the ancient sorcerer’s body, while only Medusus’s cock deep inside him supported him. The arrogant warrior was moaning and whimpering as the massive cock throb and ram up his ruined hole. With a low hissing grunting, Medusus came deep inside his prey. The cum was thick and hot as it erupted inside the hero. Ariestiles cried as his insides were flooded. Finally the sorcerer pulled his monsterous cock out of the ruining hole, leaving it wide open and leaking a large amount of the sorcerer’s boiling cum. Everything went black for Ariestiles as he fell over the sorcerer’s shoulder. With surprising strength, the sorcerer threw the muscle bound, naked over his bony shoulders. With ease the sorcerer carried his victim up the stone steps that ran along the waterfall toward the great temple. As he carried and balanced the demigod, the sorcerer couldn’t resist stroking the smooth massive thighs and flawless beautiful, upturned ass. He couldn’t help but laugh as he rubbed his cum that was leaking out of the ruined hole, into the muscular thighs. Medusus carried the beautiful Ariestiles past the numerous statues of the sacrifices over the last one hundred years. Each was brave as Ariestiles and just as beautiful, however, each ended as the sorcerer’s lover. Their youthful beauty and strength forever frozen in time for Medusus’ pleasure. He carried the helpless Ariestiles into the great marble temple and the ancient altar chamber. Before them stood the seated statue of J’ong-Ra, with its huge stone phallus. In front of the statue stood a stone altar. Medusus then laid Ariestiles onto the cold altar. When the demigod opened his eyes he found himself staring up at the ancient sorcerer. Instead of fear or anger in his eyes, Ariestiles stare at his new master in devotion. He offered no resistance as his legs were lifted into the air and Medusus once again penetrated him. There was no pain, just pure bliss. Ariestiles could see all of Medusus’s lovers over the century, and he felt like he was all of them roll into one, as his new master fucked him. Of all of Medusus’s lovers and conquests, Ariestiles was his crowning glory, the son of Aries himself. Medusus looked up at J’ong-Ra and rise his arms, “in your glory.” Medusus once again came deep inside of Ariestiles. Feeling the sorcerer’s ancient seed once again inside him, sent Ariestiles over the edge. He shot high in the air. Slowly his flesh and muscles turned hard and unmoving, becoming stone. Medusus position the statue of Ariestiles in a place of honor at the right side of the statue of the great god J’ong-Ra.