The Lunar confronted Hellwhore on his poor choice of words. Hellwhore blushed at the wisdom of his father and his own mistake. "My former dick and balls were the only thing I had. I played with them every chance I got because that was all I had to make me feel better. I couldn't keep my hands off of that dick. When they grew big and juicy it gave me something to be proud of. Um. . . But there are thousands of hung whore boys who felt the same way and they would have all given theirs up just as quickly! If that meat was all you wanted no one could have stopped you from chopping it all off of me in the brothel and leaving me there to my fate. No one would have cared, no one but me. . .<br/><br/>His voice had started strong and protesting the idea that his complete castration was nothing. As he went on his voice got more shakey as he came near rearing up with emmotion. "You took all of me for your queen, my lord. You and The Queen both cut me honorably with your own hands. Y-you took away the only thing I had and give me everything. I get to lead people to your dick and balls now, My Lord. You and The Queen adopted me as your son."  Hellwhore broke down teary-eyed, overwhelmed by being given more than he could have deserved or even imagined.<br/><br/>"Neutering me was a gift that I can't ever repay you for, but I will try. It was the most beautiful thing that ever happened and you don't remember finding me, saving me, cutting me. It breaks my heart! I swear it will not interfere with my duties. I will still serve the sacred phallus without fail, My Lord!"<br/><br/>Hellwhore kept referring to The Lunar as "My Lord" because he felt shy and worried it might be disrespectful to call him father. In his outburst of emotion he even made the blasphemous mistake of calling The Lunar's sex organs "your dick and balls". Hellwhore normally knew better but his mind wasn't on that so the figure of speech slipped out. He face lit up when told to perform his duties to the genitals he lived to serve.<br/><br/>"I have a nourishing aphrodisiac oil just for the sacred phallus and holy testicles! The Queen loves it when they are desperate for attention and healthy. The oil will make them extra sensitive. "<br/><br/>Hellwhore excitedly got the decanter. He looked at The Lunar nervously. He knew that he wanted The Lunar to do something but how could he command his father, The Queen's favorite, and keeper of the parts he worshipped? He steeled himself. He was the high priest after all, he could speak with authority on matters involving the divine genitals. He was given power, power he had wanted.<br/><br/>"Stand like this." Hellwhore stoop up straight and tall, hands held together behind his head, chest stretched and crotch thrust forward. "The Queen had made that an unofficial position of yours. She also liked when you crouched like an animal."<br/><br/>If The Lunar complied Hellwhore would smile.<br/>"Now thrust your crotch back and forward like you are humping the air. Make the sacred meat swing and slap back against your thighs. Being able to show the divine cock and balls off is part of being their chosen carrier."<br/><br/>Hellwhore kneeled before The Lunar and put lots of the nourushing oil on his hands. He started by massaging it into the base of the cock The Lunar carried. Anywhere the oil touched made the meat more horny, craving attention. The Lunar's heartbeat and breath rate would increase. Hellwhore had just began, yet it would seem practically impossible not to cum soon for The Lunar.<br/><br/>"We should pray while I anoint it, master. What would you like to pray for?"<br/><br/>Hellwhore didn't understand exactly what an urge was but he had a general idea of how Andras's urge worked. He only thought of it more like a sacred vow imprinted on the soul. He decided he should remind his father of some of the more performative parts of it. "You have sworn an unbreakable bond that the sacred phallus and heavy testicles beneath will serve The Queen in every way better than any other set of male genitals. I was there to witness Ozymandias, Prince of Gods become your brother. There was a discussion about if you would be obligated to kill him, take his genitals, and get these to function like his do.  The God of the sacred cock adopted Ozymandias's genitals as a companion set to these. That way you wouldn't see them as competition. Strict interpretation of the law says when you have mastered every other power the sacred cock can, that you will still have to emasculate my other father and ensure these organs can do what his do if you haven't already made sure they could. That brings us to a different law. If you reach a point where there is still ways for these beautiful divine parts to improve, but you can't do it, than you have to carve them out of your body so a more worthy champion can take them. You know The Queen. . . Hellwhore paused.<br/><br/>He seemed like a sad thought crossed his mind but he pushed on "I guess you don't know The Queen. She likes grand romantic gestures involving complete emasculation. I know the scriptures. Some things are too obvious to not be intentional. If it ever comes to needing to make your brother completely devoid of his breeding parts to improve the chosen ones. You could remove them from yourself after claiming the last power and let him be the one who carries them and yourself be a eunuch in their service just like me. It's a long time before you will have to make that decision. Why not promise The Queen and my other father that you would happily become his submissive  eunuch priest than force him to be yours. As long as you really mean it you will make them both very happy. And you will probably have created a solution long before it comes to that. Those kind of promises, if sincere, mean a lot to The Hive."  Hellwhore said.<br/><br/>It was actually a great idea that would help The Lunar get back into making great courtly displays of love and devotion, show that he still has what it takes to be the alpha, and cost him nothing. But was The Lunar's heart able to swear such things yet?