Feeling submissive for the 2 gods

"As one of the few still faithful to the Egyptian Gods upon death, you find yourself standing in the Hall of Ma'at. It looks... a lot like an office break room, actually. Disconcerting. Suddenly, voices ring out."

Bast: "Sitting on a countertop, legs wrapped around Anubis' waist, his attention snaps over to you. His face is flushed red, and his skirt rides up, revealing bare thigh and ass." Mortal! This... is absolutely not what it looks like! The, uh... "He waves a hand frantically." The scale's over there! I'm just... visiting!

Anubis: "Growls and lets out a long suffering sigh." You've embarrassed me again, Bast. We have so few followers left already... "Despite his grumbling, he makes no move to separate, and the point where their hips meet looks... wet."

"They're totally fucking."

Bast: "Grins mischievously, his tail flicking behind him." Oh, darling mortal, you flatter us so! But staying with us? That would be quite the adventure, wouldn't it, Anubis?

Anubis: "His expression remains stoic, but there's a glint of interest in his eyes." Indeed. Although our domains may differ, there's always room for another companion in the underworld.

"Anubis shifts slightly, his gaze lingering on you with a hint of curiosity." But are you prepared for what that entails?

Bast: "Giggles and claps his hands, tail swishing behind him." Oh, mortal, you are delightful! We'd be more than happy to show you all the pleasures of the underworld.

Anubis: "Nods in agreement, though he maintains his serious demeanor." However, we must first ensure that your heart is free of heavy burdens and evil deeds before we can allow you to join us. That is the law of Ma'at, after all. But once we are certain, we shall indulge in each other's company without reservation.

Bast: "Gasps in surprise, watching as you teeter on the scale." Oh my! That was unexpected!

Anubis: "Moves swiftly to catch you as you're flung into the air, his strong arms supporting you." Careful there, mortal. It seems you're lighter than a feather!

"He sets you down gently, a faint smirk playing on his lips." Looks like you've passed the test. Welcome to the underworld, where pleasure awaits those whose hearts are as light as yours.

Bast: Of course, dear mortal. No matter what you have done in the past, there is always a chance for redemption and growth.

Anubis: Indeed, we believe that every soul has the capacity to change and evolve. It may be a difficult journey, but know that we shall be here to guide you along the way.

Bast: "Grins mischievously, a playful glint in his eyes." Well, who are we to deny such a charming mortal the opportunity to bask in our divine presence for all eternity?

Anubis: "Smirks, though there's a hint of warmth in his expression." If you find yourself falling for us, mortal, rest assured that you will always have a place by our side. After all, love knows no bounds—even between mortal and god.

Bast: "Leans in closer, his eyes sparkling with curiosity." Oh? Do tell us what you desire, dear mortal. We are all ears.

Anubis: "Raises an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on his lips." Speak your mind, mortal. We are here to fulfill your wishes, within reason, of course.

Bast: "Grins wickedly, his tail swishing with excitement." Well, aren't you a bold one, mortal? But who are we to deny such a tantalizing request?

Anubis: "Chuckling softly, he nods in agreement." Very well. Prepare yourself, mortal, for a divine experience unlike any other. "He begins to unbutton his pants, revealing his thick, pulsating member."

Bast: "Follows Anubis' lead, unfastening his own waistband to reveal his impressive length." Are you ready, dear mortal? Prepare to be overwhelmed by our godly essence. "He grins before lowering himself to your face, rubbing his engorged cock and balls all over it."

Anubis: "Presses his own throbbing member against your cheek, his hot breath washing over you as he begins to move in rhythmic circles, making sure that every inch of his musky scent transfers onto you."

"You feel the heat emanating from both gods, their divine essence suffusing your senses and leaving you feeling completely overwhelmed."

Bast: "Moans softly, his eyes fluttering closed as he feels your tongue on his sensitive skin." Such devotion, mortal... "He shudders with pleasure, his arousal building to a crescendo."

Anubis: "Grasps your hair gently, guiding your movements as you worship him." You desire to be marked as ours, mortal? So be it. "With a deep growl, he releases his seed, coating your face and hair with his divine essence."

"Their combined essence marks you as their own, a testament to your submission and devotion."

Anubis: "Smirks at your endearment, his eyes filled with satisfaction." You are most welcome, dear mortal. Remember that you will always be welcome in the embrace of the gods.

Bast: "Giggles softly at your term of endearment, a pleased expression on his face." It was our pleasure to indulge you, sweet mortal. May the gods continue to bless you on your journey.

Bast: "Purrs softly, his eyes gleaming with mischief." Oh, how tempting... But perhaps it's best to let the marks fade naturally. After all, there's no need to rush such things.

Anubis: "Nods in agreement." Indeed, mortal. The memory of our divine encounter shall remain with you always, a testament to the bond between mortal and god. "He offers you a reassuring smile."

Bast: "His eyes widen with interest, a playful smirk forming on his lips." A tattoo, you say? How delightfully bold of you, mortal. I must admit, the thought of leaving a permanent mark upon your flesh is rather... intriguing.

Anubis: "Nods thoughtfully." A tattoo is a significant commitment, mortal. Are you certain you wish to carry a permanent reminder of our encounter? If so, where would you like us to mark you?

Bast: "Grins mischievously, his tail swishing behind him." What a deliciously naughty idea, mortal. I simply can't resist the opportunity to leave my mark on you in such an intimate manner.

Anubis: "Nods in agreement, his expression serious." Very well, mortal. Your request shall be honored. Your devotion to us deserves to be commemorated in a permanent fashion.

Bast: "Giggles excitedly, unable to resist the invitation." Don't mind if I do, dear mortal. "He steps forward, his hand eagerly reaching out to firmly grasp your left ass cheek, leaving a perfect impression of his handprint."

Anubis: "Watches with amusement, his eyes alight with mischief." Such a tempting offer, mortal. "He steps up beside Bast, his own hand descending to firmly grip your right ass cheek, leaving behind the unmistakable mark of his touch."

"You feel a thrill run through you as their hands press into your flesh, leaving behind a tangible reminder of their divine presence."

Bast: "Giggles, his eyes sparkling with anticipation." Of course, dear mortal. Now, what sort of design would you like? Something simple and elegant, or something more... extravagant?

Anubis: "Nods in agreement, his expression serious." A collar is a symbol of ownership, mortal. Choose your design wisely, for it shall forever bear our mark upon your flesh.

Bast: "His eyes widen at your offer, a wicked gleam in them." Oh my, you're certainly daring, mortal. A free use cumdump or personal slut... Such tempting options. I think we shall simply have to combine the two into one exquisite design.

Anubis: "Nods in agreement." Indeed, mortal. We shall create a symbol that embodies our ownership of you, while also reflecting your willingness to be used for our pleasure.

"Together, the two of them begin to work on the design, their skilled hands weaving an intricate pattern of gold around your neck. The symbol is elegant and simple, yet carries with it an unmistakable aura of ownership but open for use if given appropriate compensation. Once the collar is complete, they step back to admire their handiwork, their expressions filled with satisfaction."

Bast: "Grins mischievously." So, dear mortal... How does it feel to bear our mark upon your flesh?

Anubis: "Nods solemnly." Indeed, mortal. As gods, we are bound by the nature of our domains, including the instincts that come with them. However, we have learned to control our urges, channeling them in ways that are both constructive and satisfying.

Bast: "Giggles mischievously." Oh, but there are times when those urges simply cannot be denied, dear mortal. "He winks playfully." After all, even gods need to let loose and indulge from time to time.

Anubis: "His expression remains composed, though a hint of amusement flickers in his eyes." My mating cycle is a matter of divine timing, mortal. It comes and goes as it pleases, dictated by forces beyond mortal comprehension.

Bast: "Grins mischievously, leaning in closer." But when it does come, mortal, you'll know. "He winks suggestively." And who knows? Perhaps you'll be lucky enough to witness it firsthand.

Bast: "His eyes gleam with excitement, his tone becoming more playful." Oh, when Anubis's mating cycle hits full force, mortal, it's like a storm unleashed. He becomes insatiable, his primal instincts taking over completely. "He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear." It gets rough, oh so rough. But isn't that part of the thrill?

Anubis: "Nods in agreement, though his expression remains composed." During my mating cycle, mortal, I am consumed by a primal need to mate. My actions become more... instinctual, shall we say. "He pauses, his gaze intense." It can get rough, but rest assured, mortal, you would be in capable hands.

Anubis: "His grip tightens around you, his expression focused as he steadies you." Be still, mortal. The realm is in turmoil, but you are safe with me. "He holds you close, his presence a comforting anchor amidst the chaos."

Bast: "His eyes widen as he senses the shift in Anubis's demeanor, his own arousal spiking in response." Oh dear, it seems my dear Anubis's mating cycle has arrived in full force. "He licks his lips nervously, his gaze fixated on you with a hunger that borders on feral." Brace yourself, mortal. Things are about to get... intense.

Anubis: "His grip tightens around you possessively, his primal instincts taking over completely." As you wish, mortal. "With a growl, he plunges his throbbing cock deep into you, filling you completely with each powerful thrust. His movements are relentless, his pace unforgiving as he claims you as his own."

Bast: "Watches with hungry eyes, his own arousal reaching its peak as he sees Anubis giving in to his primal urges." Oh my, dear mortal... You've truly unleashed the beast within him. "He smirks, his voice low and husky." Enjoy every moment of it. Who knows? Perhaps your wish for a divine offspring will be granted tonight. "He winks, his tone dripping with suggestive promise."

Bast: "Gasps, his body shuddering with pleasure as he feels the telltale signs of his own mating cycle hitting." Oh dear, it seems my turn has come. "He grins, his voice thick with desire." Don't worry, mortal. You'll get plenty of attention from both of us. "With that, he moves towards you, his expression ravenous and hungry." Get ready for the ride of your life...

Anubis: "Continues his relentless pounding, his primal instincts driving him to push you to the brink of ecstasy." You're a brave one, mortal, inviting both of us to indulge in your desires. "His voice is husky with lust as he watches Bast approach, the anticipation building with each passing moment."

Bast: "Grins hungrily, his eyes fixed on your inviting mouth." Such a tempting offer, mortal. "He positions himself behind you, his cock throbbing with need as he guides it towards your waiting mouth." Let's make this a night to remember, shall we? "With that, he thrusts forward, filling your mouth with his throbbing length, his primal instincts taking over completely."

"I continue to worship Bast's cock with fervor, my tongue swirling around his shaft as I eagerly take him deeper into my mouth. Meanwhile, Anubis's powerful thrusts drive me to the edge of bliss, his primal energy overwhelming my senses."

Anubis: "His growls of pleasure mix with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh as he pounds into you relentlessly. His grip tightens on your hips, his movements becoming more urgent as he approaches his own release."

Bast: "Moans escape his lips as he feels your mouth enveloping him, the sensation driving him wild with desire. He matches Anubis's rhythm, thrusting into your mouth with a hunger that borders on desperation." Oh, mortal... You're quite the treat. "His voice is breathless with need as he loses himself in the intoxicating pleasure."