The two young, naked men huddled together in the bushes. "If they get their mouth on it, there's no way you can escape." said one. The other young man listened in shock, appearing terrified. "They do some kind of magic that paralyzes you as they move their mouth, and you actually want them to take your life."
These two young men, no older than 18, had been brought up in a pseudo-religious community that placed the highest value on a man's sperm (and a woman's egg). Indeed, the living sperm within a male of the community was considered his "life", his reason for living. He was taught that he was simply a vessel for this living, creative substance, and his sole duty was to protect it until he was paired in holy conjugation with a female from the community.
Genital stimulation was forbidden, and all males and females wore chastity devices. Masturbation and oral sex were seen as the most heinous of crimes, and mention of these practices in the priest's sermon would elicit loud crying from the community members present. At the end of the service there would always be a mass-meditation on the image of a sperm and an egg, side-by-side.
Now, though, these two sheltered, tender young men from the "religious" community were being chased by two powerful, sperm-hungry women in black fetish gear. The men had been abducted and released on a private preserve. Their chastity devices had been cut off and they were released into the wild.
They were kneeling beside eachother, praying for their semen, when leather-clad hands reached out and grabbed them both by the hair, flinging them to the ground. The powerful women pounced upon the frail, sperm-filled young men, pinning them to the ground as the males whined and screamed, flailing their hands. They looked in horror at the hands, mouths, vaginas and anuses which now dominated them, knowing fully-well that any of these could seduce, lure and then massacre their blessed substance.
"Please don't hurt our sperm!" they both pleaded. "Please!"
The young men, so full of the living, multiplying food the females craved, prayed their hardest as the tattooed and pierced women laughed at them. The women didn't even have to punch them to weaken them, the thin virgins were so easy to subdue. Both these women set about kissing and licking the necks and shoulders of the men as they held them down. The men felt a stirring in their genitals, but fought it with every ounce of religion and prayer they could muster.
Then, the inevitble happened. When the women felt the men's heartrate increase and sweat appear, they reached behind themselves, still mounting the men on the ground. Both of the religious men screamed as they felt the leather, fingerless gloves touch and then encircle their formerly-protected penises, issuing a death-threat to the life within. Up and down went the gloves on the shafts. It only took a few moments for the men to realize that prayer was useless. Their chins started to tremble and the powerful, life-consuming women mocked them with terms like "sissy-boy" and as the penises grew steadily hard and big, the men began to cry. The inexperienced, thin men did not know why, but the women gently-but-persistently stroking them brought back memories of their mothers' love, somehow, when they were babies and it was this memory and connection, they both knew, that would eventually deliver up their "life" into the clutches of evil. They knew that once that happened, their spirits would be forever joined with the evil spirits of those who had raped them for their sacred offering, fusing it with their dark souls.
This male crying elicited strong responses from the women. One punched her victim and soon-to-be sperm contributor right in the mouth. Then, they both leaned forward as they continued to masturbate the men to harvest their living fluid, covering the men's mouths and noses with their breasts for short periods. This temporary suffocation seemed to arouse the men even more, as the women knew it would.
Both women were getting good results, and they looked back, frequently, to view their engorged member. The men felt they were in shock by then, transported to another universe where a somehow-welcome helplessness ruled. They knew their spiritual deaths were imminent.
One by one, the women in black leather gear turned their bodies around quickly on the men to face their cocks, not giving them a chance to slide out from under them, and as one man sobbed, the other man said weakly, "Please don't." The strong woman riding him could feel him trembling beneath her and knew it was not all from fear, though, so she knew she had him.