Damocles offered a silent prayer to his Goddess as he undid the strap that held his codpiece in place. A custom addition to his armour, it provided easy access to his cock for situations like these.<br/><br/><em>Thank you for the intervention, mysterious stranger,</em>he thought in his head.<em>If you can hear me, I should like to speak to you... Later. I have business right now.</em><br/><br/>With that, he yanked the goddess downwards. With a dumbstruck expression on her face, her mouth agape, she found her open jaw suddenly stuffed full of long, thick human cock. The holy weapon of Sir Damocles, on which wanton whores and despicable despots had been broken and shown to the light. She would be just the same.<br/><br/>He used his grip on her hair to force his member down her throat.<br/><br/>"Suck, goddess," he commanded. "Be purified!"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">16 for the second roll!</div></div>