The Ritual

by Ehliasys
- as found on renderotica.com.
- do not use without the author/artist's permission.

"Inspired by a story written in inspiration by one of my pictures... Life goes in circles." - Ehliasys.



Every now and then there's the time of The Ritual.

There is a special hut for this just a bit outside the tribes kral. The enclosure of the spenders lies a few steps north of it. The soft skins kept there are the ones who have to serve the daily rituals. They are highly respectable to fulfill such an important duty. I don't know why so many of them are sad looking or crying each time I pass by their park...

When the ritual starts, a soft is led into the hut. It's an empty, hay covered room lit by only one torch. Placed in the center there is the fulla, the ritual stone. The soft has to kneel down and her chain is locked to the fulla, so she has to take a bent-over pose. Then the howlers come one by one and do the ritual.

I'm always a bit anxious when they lead me to that hut. In the first time it always hurts quite a bit when the howlers put their thingies in my rear opening and some of them poke real hard. But I do my best to help the ritual become a success and only seldom I cry.

The ritual is over when the sun rises and the last of the worthy howlers has given his part.

We bearer don't do the ritual very often, because it's most exhausting. I've seen softs carried out unconscious, and me myself am weak for two or three days. The howler's lotion they squirt inside me burns for many hours afterwards and my rear aches even longer. For some time I only can crawl and for sure no howler could ride me then!