<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">I think as a minor priestess, one who's gone out of the temple for long periods of time, Doxi's bedroom probably wouldn't be too big.  But I was thinking of having them go to a lounge with the exact kind of pillow pit that you described.  But if you want your bedroom to have the same kind of setup, I think that's fine... but your mom is going to have them go to one of the temple's main lounge areas, much bigger and more comfortable than anyone's room, maybe save the high priestess herself's chambers.</div></div><br/>Pas, no longer a mimic of Marek but now back in her usual guise, put a hand on Marek's arm as Doxi gave him the orders and said, "Sorry but here in the temple the High priestess outranks her priestesses, even if they are captains."  She smiled down lovingly at Doxi and told Marek, "Take Vera to the guest lounge,  we will all relax there for the rest of the night.  Plus there we can get one of the young acolytes tend our needs."  Marek nodded, and Doxi thought that if anyone in the world would be able to countermand an order she gave, it would be her mother.  Pas whispered a word or two, then finally took her hand away from Marek.  Marek's arms swelled with divine magic and he was able to lift Vera with ease"<br/><br/>"Dear," Pas said to Doxi, "You're very kind to your crewmates, but the ritual orgy has likely been over for more than an hour.   The Tes'kenestal began around the same time the orgy had started, but the curse breaking took well over an hour.  Let us follow Marek to the lounge, you have need of rest and likely water."  Though Doxi had a need, it wasn't for rest or water.  She realized she had her mother's shifted cock inside of her for over an hour and she hadn't yet cum.  Despite the fact that it was just a ritual she was still so wet that she could feel her own juices slick on the insides of her thighs.<br/><br/>Matron Sera stepped forwards and leaning into Doxi, only a thin ceremonial robe betwen their bodies, hugged the captain tightly.  "Why don't we give my daughter and the half orc a few minutes head start... she probably will need it.  If the curse truly is broken, she might appreciate the privacy now."   Then Matron Sera stepped backwards, holding Doxi's shoulders in her hands and smiled.  "You've made a friend for life captain."   Then she turned her gaze towards Pas, "Both of you have.  I had heard rumors of the pirate city of Blackpeak, but never would I have expected to find such compassion and friendship here."<br/><br/>"Do you have a kitchen we could visit for some wine?  I think if we took our time, we could get to the lounge in a little bit.  Again, I feel like my daughter might need a little time with Marek alone."<br/><br/>Pas nodded and helped Doxi to her feet, which were slightly unsteady at first, but the athletic woman quickly regained her balance.  The three women walked slowly through the temple, up to the courtyard where some of the newest acolytes to the faith were busy cleaning up.  A small part of Doxi was sad she had missed the orgy, they were always a thing to be seen, but growing up in this temple she had seen many.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Doxi's memory of one of the orgies  (nsfw image)</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/276/2/3/offerings_by_manfromabora-d2zzc9w.jpg)</div></div><div class="floatright">(http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5029/5670001409_89b1767c8c_o.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">The guest lounge's pit looks like this, but with many more cushions,<br/> a padded floor and stairs, and no tables in the middle, just pillows. (http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5029/5670001409_89b1767c8c_o.jpg)</span></div><br/>Doxi felt a little light headed, maybe after effects of the ritual, maybe lingering effects of the curse, or maybe she was just a little tired from the long day's events.  Pas was telling Sera about the Faith of Shoni and their services.  Matron Sera for her part, was very accepting of this new faith.  A few days ago the woman that Sera was would have rebelled at the sexal 'perversion' of the temple, but now she seemed completely comfortable with it.  Completely comfortable with the fact that she was walking through a temple, nude save a thin white robe, walking with two changeling women who had just preformed a sexual religious ritual on her daughter as she watched.   In fact, Doxi was able to notice with a little bit of mirth that the matron's nipples were stiff, poking through the very thin material of the robe.  It seemed she was more than just accepting.<br/><br/>The trio made their way to the temple kitchens and taking a large pitcher of water, some glasses, and a stoppered jug of wine, they made their way eventually to the guest lounge.  Doxi knew that the main lounge would just be too big for four people to comfortably talk in.  But the guest lounge was the perfect size for a group of under a dozen people to relax and... well... whatever in.  As they approached, Marek was heading in the other direction.  His massive cock softening as he walked towards them.   The smile on his face told the tale of what he and Vera had been up to for the last half hour or so.  The door to the lounge was attended by a pair of young acolytes, one man and one woman, Doxi didn't know their names though.  They nodded and opened the doors and ushered the trio into the lounge.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">The 'robes' that the female acolyte is wearing  (nsfw image)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://pictures.hentai-foundry.com/d/DapperDan/84886.jpg)</td><td>The Male Acolyte's 'robes' are very similar.  <br/>Except he isn't wearing the cloths around <br/>his arms, and instead of a 'panty' on his <br/>nethers it's a loin cloth.<br/></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br/>Soft and opulent, Vera lay in the middle of the pit of cushions.  Her skin glowing in the light of the scented candles around the room because of the light sheen of sweat, she was practically glowing with satisfaction.  She was using one of the temple's blessed cloth's to clean herself, just incase there was any doubt of her dalliance with Marek.  "Captain, your man is truly blessed, I've never beheld anyone able to produce so much..."  She paused and put a soiled cloth into a nearby basket, "... passion.  Something which I truly needed, please do not hold it against him for remaining here and not immediately seeking out your first mate as you had requested.  I fear my need was greater."<br/><br/>By then the three of your group, Pas, Sera, and Doxi, had settled into the conversation pit and begun silently handing out cups.  Vera nodded towards the wine jug not the water and finished her thought, "It was so blessedly wonderful to be able to enjoy it fully and under my own control, not the control of the curse."   She looked slightly sad and looked at the other women in turn, "But what happens next?"