The village elders had summoned me, so I made my way as quickly as possible to the Great Hall, only stopping to smooth my long dress down and check my hair. The three elderly men sat behind a long table, and an old man I'd never seen before stood beside them. Off in the shadows I could make out another, female figure. I stood before them and bowed my head. "I have appeared as summoned." I said. The chief elder spoke: "Girl, you have been chosen by the Gods to take part in the annual fertility ceremony in the King's castle at the capital. This man is the High Priest of the Harvest Gods, and has spent the past year searching the land for the most beautiful virgin, and the honor falls on our village."
I blushed at the compliment. I knew I was very attractive, everyone said so, and my father had been made many offers for my hand since I turned eighteen, but in the whole land? That was quite something. The stranger spoke: "You are a virgin, correct?" I blushed deeper. "But of course, sir," I said, in an offended tone, "I am unmarried!" Of course I had fooled around with plenty of boys, and even let some of them touch my breasts, but none had ever got between my legs. One had even persuaded me to touch his cock, and I had been amazed at how it had grown in my hand. "Well," said the man, "We must be sure. Mary?"