In this life, Ty was what was known as an ahuianime- a form of Aztec prostitute. Of course my pervy boy's mind would give me a role like that, she thought to herself. Though to be fair, an ahuianime wasn't merely someone men paid to have sex with- they were a sort of hybrid of prostitutes and priestesses, thought to be linked to Xochiquetzal, a goddess of beauty, art, love and sex. She specifically had a role in ceremonies at her local temple.
Today was to be a special one namely a feast called Toxcatl, in which she would assist in a sacrifice and be rewarded with his belongings. Remembering this, she set about making herself up to go to the temple- she painted her face with yellowish ink, pulled out an assortment of jewelry her mother had helped her accumulate, and perfumed herself with some fragrant herbs and flowers. Now she was ready for the feast.
She made her way to the temple, and once she got there she saw the man who they would be sacrificing. He had been dressed up like Tezcatlipoca, the god of providence, with his skin painted black aside from a pattern of gold across his face, and an elaborate headdress and jewelry being all he wore. Even though he was meant to represent a great god, his own body was handsome.
The ceremony proceeded fairly normally, but Ty's anticipation ran high, for she knew how it would conclude- the Tezcatlipoca impersonator was to have sex with her, his final act in this world before getting sacrificed. She found her eyes drawn to his handsome body, and could feel his eyes enamored by hers. The tension seemed to build and build until at last the two of them were guided to come forward.
Once she reached the man, he kissed Ty and lay her down, undressing her without hesitation. She felt her own arousal mounting, her nipples hard and her female juices and scent leaking from between her legs. A moment later, the man positioned his penis against her slit and pushed inside her, making an intense warmth race through her body. Eagerly, he began thrusting in and out of her, and she heard him pant and grunt at the sensations, which in turn combined to make her start moaning. His hands gripped hers and held her down, the forcible nature of his motions making this feel as much like mating as fucking.
She admired the way his concentrating face drank in her body, his eyes on her softly bouncing breasts and an expression of satisfaction across his mouth. His motions grew faster still, his balls slapping against her with each thrust, his hip thrusts disjointing and growing less controlled and more instinctual. She could tell how close this man was, and his more intense motions enraptured her.
Eventually came a sensation that topped everything- Ty genuinely felt like she might be connecting with the Aztec gods, as if they were cradling her in their arms and making her feel pleasure beyond imagination. This was most likely because she was having her first female orgasm, but who was to tell?
In any case, slowly it subsided, and she heard the man inside her groan in satisfaction, his balls pulse against her crotch and his penis splurt warm, thick seed inside Ty's waiting pussy. Clearly he had hit his own peak, and the two of them looked at each other again and kissed tenderly as slowly the high subsided.
The man who had just had sex with Ty was practically pulled off her, and taken over to a sacrificial stone. Ty watched, surprised at her indifference, as the high priests cut his chest open, removed his heart and then cut off his head. This was the ritual of Tezcatlipoca's death and resurrection, a tale as familiar to her as any biblical story in his old life.
But then a thought that was out of the ordinary to her new self came to her...