A Golem is a Girl's Best Friend


 Once upon a time there was a Witch whose Sexual Appetites were So Insatiable she could not find a man to satisfy her.  Night after Night she would search for a virile speciman to fulfill her needs but the Dawn would find her yearning for more, a hollowed out husk all that remained of the Evening's chosen.

This morning she disposed of the remnants of last night's Bacchanal then settled on the couch to indulge in reruns of Supernatural.  Sam and Dean were always fun to recharge with after an evening of debauchery.  Though Victory managed to drain two large men before the night was over, the Sorceress still felt half-charged.  A few hours of rest while drooling over her favorite Television brothers should do the trick.  As she drifted in and out of sleep, bits of the show's conversation flitted through her consciousness.  Victory woke with a burst of energy, completely recharged and inspired.  One word echoed through her brain:  Golem.

On Supernatural, the Golem was created for protection but the Principle should be the same.  Victory would craft her Golem to exist in Eternal, Erotic Servitude.  The Best part?  Victory would get to play Pygmalion.  She would mold her minion to her exact Specifications:  Tall, Dark, packed and Stacked.  The Powerful Witch just needed the right spell to instill the Breath of Life.  There was a violent storm on the horizon, the perfect event to harness her Magic: Cosmic energy to ignite the spark and jump start the battery. 

 The Witch researched all she could on how to build this Magical creature.  Golems originate in Jewish lore but pagans had a history of using them also.  It seems Golems are mute, only capable of basic functions.  Well, who wanted it to talk? Victory only needed the thing for sex.  You really couldn't get much more basic than that.  She gathered the items she required for her enchantment and got started writing the Incantation.  She called on Baubo, Goddess of Sexuality and Play, the One who manifests Life.  Victory was ready for the Storm to Invoke her Charm.  

The Sky went dark.  The thunder roared.  The winds howled.  It was time to Ride the Lightning.  Victory draped her nude silhouette in a long, black velvet cape then slipped outside.  She dragged the clay statue with her to the Moonlit clearing where she performs her rituals.  The Sorceress raised her arms to the heavens and chanted:

Baubo, Goddess of Sex and Play

Gift us your Breath of Life this Day

All we are is Dust in the Wind

Give this Dust a Role to Begin

Fill this Clay with Animation

So it may live in Sexual Devotion

Each Day and Night it's very Life

Will be Your Beacon Burning Bright

A Shining Light of Baubo's Might

To Serve Your Will in Erotic Delight

Make him Strong to last All Night

A Potent dong to keep up the Fight

A Virile Slave until the End of Days

So mote it Be, We Praise your Ways


The Witch sliced open her hand in Sacrifice to pay the price.  She smeared blood on the Golem's lips, painting it's mouth in ruby red.  Lightning struck and the figure went up in flames.  When the smoke cleared, there stood her Handsome creation.  Silky black hair curled past his waist.  Emerald eyes lit up his face. Lush, full lips colored by her very veins, turned up in a smile. He was tall, likely 7 feet.  His body was built for sin.  Victory's gaze was drawn to his huge cock, just the right size for a Hell of a ride.  Victory's heart filled up with pride.  

The mute monolith bounded towards the sultry Sorceress.  He picked her up and carried her to a fluffy daybed.  The Glorious Golem unveiled her naked form beneath the crushed velvet. Victory spread her legs so he could see the feast that waited for him.  As if on cue, the sexy slave dove between her silken thighs.  He lapped at her clit, his tongue laving her nub in salacious swipes.   Thank the Goddess, he knew just what to do and in minutes Victory was screaming praises to Baubo for Her bodacious reward.   Victory pushed the gorgeous Golem onto his back.  She grasped his massive member and pushed the golden rod inside her swollen pussy.  She loved the feel of him inching deeper and deeper, moving faster and faster.  They pounded together in Earth's ancient rhythym before exploding in a cacophony of cum.  

Victory took a brief respite in the circle of his arms, but when moments later her Golem's cock was restocked and raring to go Victory knew her Dreams had all come true.   She had made a friend to last until the End, and this one came with benefits galore.  Who could ask for anything more? Carry on my wayward son, your job as my lover will never be done.  


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