Imagine being a lesser-known god, having a small but dedicated following. People come to pray to you, at a small church, or temple. You listen to them and try to help; you have the time to spare. You don't show yourself to your worshippers, but you do appear on earth occasionally. Someone has to keep your little temple clean, right?
Maybe you get caught by a worshipper as youre appearing in your temple, maybe you hear their prayer and decide to show yourself, but regardless of how it happens; you meet a human, a worshipper, and perhaps they want to offer tribute in some way. And what better way than with their body?
Now; there's two ways this could go;
1.
They bow down to you and submit themselves. They worship every part of your body, and follow your instructions, orders, or demands, happy and willing to pleasure you or let you pleasure them however you wish, for however long, until you're satisfied with their tribute. You can be gentle, or you can be rough; it's all up to you.
2.
You expect them to listen to your instructions; they do worship and pray to you, after all. But suddenly you're pinned down on the altar in your own church, and you're being touched, used, licked, kissed, fucked, and it feels like the way humans describe heaven. You're a god, you're stronger, smarter, better than human folk, and yet here you are, forced into a delicious submission by a mortal.
