Deathmatch of the Kinky Gods - Sally Fornia - ebook
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Both the deposed goddess and the old defeated gods had returned, and Sexaria is a mess. There will be a fight to the death for the control of the planet... via sexual pleasure! Sili, a young girl who was murdered at 18, awakes to a world in chaos. She is the key to victory: the most powerful spell is trapped inside her! The only way to free it is... through an orgasm, of course. The problem is that the spell has wiped out her ability to feel arousal or sexual pleasure. Awi, the warrior and lover of the goddess, must find a way to make Sili feel the climax building inside her, and make her explode! This way she can use the power that is hidden inside the sexy zombie. Castles in the air, dragons, horny gods and goddesses, sex machines and strap-on magic generators appear in this story, which closes the arc that opened with KINK RULER OF SEXARIA and continued in BATTLE FOR THE KINKY THRONE, but, just like the others, it can be read independently. If you want to know how everything started and how Awi got into this mess, though, be sure to check out those two stories! There will be more to come! (No pun intended.)

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DEATHMATCH OF THE KINKY GODS

by Sally Fornia

the SeXpotiX saga

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StreetLib edition

Eros Shrugged Publishing, June 2017

The cover image is a composite from artwork byEcathe (goddess),Angie (dragon),Roberto Melo (warrior) andPewter7 (all other graphic elements).

All characters in this story are at least 18 years old in age. Any similarity with real persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Don’t read this work if you feel offended by graphic descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults.

DEATHMATCH OF THE KINKY GODS

The first thing Sili heard when she came back to life was the sound of sex.

“Aaaah!”

A woman moaning in pleasure, being pounded or sucked or rubbed, or any of those things she had heard about when she was alive, eons ago. She had never experienced anything like that: death had come too soon, when she was only eighteen years old, uninitiated in the ways of sex, the force that ruled this planet.

Then, the sound of metal on stone.

Clannnngg!

And then again, a woman’s voice, maybe the same, though it all came from afar, as if it was happening on the other side of the world. “Uuh!” and then the metallic strike on stone, Claaang!, and then the moan, and the metal pounding once more: “Aaah!” Clang! “Oooh!” Tssngg! “Oh yes, please!” DANGGG!

She opened her eyes, only to see darkness. She heard her own breathing, very low, almost shy, as if her lungs were just being used to life again (which was the case) and were afraid to break if they took too much air.

Or maybe there was no air at all.

She started to remember now, as the moaning and the striking of metal on stone came a bit louder. She was trapped in a glass case sitting vertically between two rock walls. She had been put there by her own sister, and she was still alive when Lassa locked the case and stepped back to give her a last look.

Lassa had at least had the decency to put a knife through her abdomen, so Sili started dying as soon as she was left alone, instead of slowly and desperately agonizing there from the lack of air.

Lassa had feared the magic inside her sister. That’s why she murdered her and locked her inside a mountain. She was crying when she left. Killing her had been inevitable; she had to do it to save the world from the danger that was dormant in her body. She loved her sister deeply, and had volunteered to be the one who did this. Or was she actually evil? Sili was not sure. Maybe she had false memories. Her brain was slow, dull, blunt. She tried to remember, as the aahs and oohs and clanngs felt closer and closer.

Then the sound of rock finally giving in, yielding to the mighty strikes, giving way to a tiny streak of light that made Sili close her eyes again. The woman’s aroused moans and whimpers were loud and clear now, alternating with the noises of the sword. Because it was a sword.

“Aaaah, oh yes! Uh-oh... ooh!” CLANG - SSHTTTTRRRRRRRSHSH!!! “Oh, my f-...!”

Sili opened her eyes, slowly, so that they could get used to the light. The fissure in the rock was wider and longer now, and then she saw the blade of the sword going through it, a miraculously sharp sword after all that pounding on the rock. The crack widened beat by beat, as the woman who was wielding it panted and whimpered and moaned nonstop.

“Aaah-ooh! Al... almost th-there! S-squeeze! Oh yesss!”

This was known as fucking; that much Sili knew. She failed to feel anything about it, though. When the opening in the rock wall was big enough, she could see the woman. She was young and very much alive, oozing health from every pore. Her huge sweaty breasts were swinging in the air as she rested one hand on the wall as she held the sword with the other. A man was behind her, grabbing her by the hips, and moving his body back and forth rhythmically, making her cry out her passion.

“Almost there! Almoooooh