In the dimly lit, mystical temple, Nikki Jayne is about to undergo her initiation. Her heart races as she steps into the sacred chamber, adorned only in a thin, transparent robe. The air is thick with anticipation and the scent of exotic incense. As she kneels before the high priestess, Nikki's eyes widen at the sight of the intricate, phallic symbols adorning the altar. The priestess whispers ancient words, her voice like velvet, as she gently removes Nikki's robe, revealing her trembling, Alabaster body. She begins to anoint Nikki's skin with warm, fragrant oil, her touch feather-light yet electric. Nikki's breath hitches as the priestess guides her hand to the smooth, stone phallus, its coolness a stark contrast to the heat building between her thighs.