The Festival

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Lisa and Sharon have made their way towards the town center. Sharon is focused on rubbing her elbow against Lisa's breast and Lisa is focused on the small town which is going to be her home for the next four years. It is a picturesque town with small and neat houses and manicured lawns. Trees line the sidewalk providing shadow from sunlight. But the sleepiness of the town  seems strange to Lisa. There are not people milling around like in her old town. The roads are mostly empty. In ten minutes, her doubt is answered as they approach the town center. All the townspeople, a thousand members are gathered around an enormous tree around which a stone bench is built. Three caped men are standing on it. They are bald and their black capes are fluttering behind them. There is a divine silence in the area despite the crowd. Lisa's body tensed at this strange scene. Sharon and Lisa join at the back of the crowd. "The lottery begins," one of the caped men who looks as the leader announced. The heavy silence is broken and there is a rustle of excitement among the crowd. Lisa feels herself getting curious with this tradition. She can't wait to finally know what this festival means and why everyone is obsessed with it. The man puts his hand into a big glass box which is filled with white paper slips. Lisa deduces that the slips contain the names of the citizens of the town. She knows that her name is in one of those slips. But the thought that her name can be drawn from thousands of other names, doesn't cross her mind. The man retrieves a slip from the box. Everyone holds their breath with excitement including Lisa. He slowly opens the slip and reads it. 'Lisa Carmetti," His booming voice shoots like an arrow through the silent crowd. Lisa's eyes have gone wide and her breathing rate increased. The crowd is searching among itself for Lisa Carmetti who is the star of this festival. Sharon's eyes twinkle in delight on hearing that her prayers have been answered. "Go ahead, Lisa." Sharon pushes Lisa forward. In that moment, Lisa sees the dark haired boy and his dipping head in her mind. His hope has been realized. I won the lottery. Lisa thinks. She starts forward slowly, like in a dream and the crowd parts in front of her. Lisa walks forward, feeling the hungry eyes of people on her. For the first time, she notices that there are no children in the crowd. The crowd eyes her almost naked breasts and outlined p***y. A hand or two brushes her breasts and squeezes her bottom on her way to the stone dias. Lisa jumps in disgust every time it happens. Why are these people behaving like savages? After what seems like an hour but a few moments in reality, Lisa approaches the stage. The man who read her name, gives her his hand and helps her up. Lisa is now facing the crowd, their faces alight with excitement to witness the spectacle that is going to unfold in front of their eyes. "Lisa," The man calls her name almost huskily. Lisa turns towards him, entranced by the reverence in his eyes. "We are the Naked Goddess priests. You are the Naked Tribute of Slavole for this year. This is a very ancient festival and we have our government's approval to celebrate it traditionally." Lisa opens her mouth to voice her feelings but he cuts her off by raising his hand. "Let me complete. Speak only after I give you the cue." Lisa nods feeling very helpless. She bites her lips and her hands are crossed under her breasts pushing them even more forward. "Lisa Carmetti, you are going to follow the following rules from today onward: *You are going to be the s****l property of everyone in this town who has applied for your services to us. *You are not to wear any piece of clothing for a year. *You go to your college on mornings naked. You can be used by everyone in that place as they deem fit. But your education will not be disturbed. You will be awarded perfect grades for your service to the village. You will be recommended to the best job in your field after your education is completed. *In the evenings you belong to a master who is assigned to you by us. *Your every orifice belongs to the master. He can do whatever he wants with you. You are not to defy him. He can share you or gift you to whomever he wants for the night. *They can penetrate you through every passage. *They can punish you without burning, cutting or choking. *What happened in this town stays in this town and no one will talk about this out of this town. Your dignity will remain intact in the outside world. *If you don't consent to obey these rules for a year, you will be condemned from this town and university. You may speak now." But nothing is left to speak for Lisa. She collapses on the floor in shock. Her chest is moving fast with her rapid breathing. What have I gotten myself into? Lisa sobs. She feels like she is in a nightmare where she can't get out. What is he talking about? Living naked for a year? Choosing between her dignity and career? Lisa doesn't know what to do. She is a virgin. She can't be used like that. But she can't lose this college. She can't afford to lose an academic year. Her parents can't pay for college. She will lose her scholarship if she gets out of Slavole college now. But if she obeys these people, she will get her dream job. Her life will be settled. If she can endure this just for a year, she will be happy for the rest of her life. Seeing that she has no choice, Lisa comes up with a decision. She is amazed at how easily she came to it. "I consent," Lisa says and she can hear the crowd laughing at her. She belongs to them now. All of them. To use as they deem fit. A shudder runs down Lisa's spine. She now understands the words of the dark haired boy. She can't stop him now if he decided to kiss her all over her body. "Good," the priest says. "Now let's get you stripped." He tugs her up roughly and plants her on her feet. Lisa stands there trembling. It is causing a tremor in her big breasts which is stirring the crowd with desire. Every single one of them wants to suckle, squeeze or slap those breasts. In a few moments, she will be bared to them in all her naked glory. They never had a naked tribute who was so beautiful and who had such giant t**s. They want to put them to good use.
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