Tales From The Church of St. Morrigan: The Initiation

[DSX93]

"Y-yes... I thought... you..."

"Do not give so freely, no." Claudia picked up on the pause as soon as she noted it. "I believe it's been established that I'm not as kind as most of the sisters, but..." And put some deliberate emphasis on the word "but", just before climbing over him. Knees to either side of his head, spread apart. Hips elevated, a well-rounded,

hanging right above his face. Hands braced on his thighs for leverage. "Never let it be said that I'm unreasonable. I do believe in a fair exchange."

The Novitiate had something he wanted, and

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with a deliberate, tantalizing vigor, making her bare cheeks jiggle and wobble. Of the three women present, her rump had the least meat on it, but this by no means meant that the man would go hungry. That is, if he earned a feast.

"Give me what I want, and I'll give you what you want. Simple enough, isn't it?"

Some sharp rocking of her hips saw his face being assaulted with her curves, one titillating blow after the other. After the other. After the other. After the other. After the other. Then she raised her hips to make her ass eclipse him once more. "I like to make my dogs beg for their treats." Her red lips curled into a little wicked grin that only the other women could see, though it was directed at neither of them.

"Make it good."

[Lico]

Yuto's view was mostly blocked by Claudia's ass, which she bumped against his face again and again until it felt almost hypnotic. If it wasn't for her hands pressing his thighs, he probably would have humped the air again with almost every blow. The boy twitched every now and then, and by the time she paused, his attention was fully absorbed by her rear.

Her demand was clear, and all he could do was to comply. The novitiate's attitude, which was meaner and more demanding compared to the other sisters, seemed to stir his submissiveness all the same.

"P-please... m-may I cum, sister..." Yuto began, but paused for a moment as he could barely think of a convincing line. "Please allow me to offer my essences to the lord...!" he then said, remembering about what the sisters had been teaching him.

[DSX93]

"There we are!"

Claudia laughed, drinking in the power that he'd just surrendered to her. Almost as wholly as though she were capable of absorbing his essence herself.

"That didn't take long at all." Orlya was almost disappointed. But as the Novitiate herself would note in her continued display of ambition...

"As small a gesture it may be, I hope this serves as a testament to my dedication to fulfill your purposes, my Lord. What say you? Is his pleading sufficient to earn him...relief'?"

"There is still more that he could give us."

"Aww." Claudia began. But it wasn't a letdown. Not for her. Indeed, she was grinning, still. "You hear that, Puppy? Too bad for you."

"But domination is an art, Novitiate. A meeting of bodies, minds, and spirits. Some occasions allow for you see your current intent through; to arrive, conquer, subjugate. Enforce your will and take, take, take."

"You wound me, my Lord!" Claudia put a hand over her heart, acting as though she'd been struck, with an exaggerated flinch. A flinch that would just so happen to see her seated more fully atop Ishigami's face, keeping her attention fully focused on the Paragon in spite of the movement below her. The moans and groans, muffled cries. How the sound coursed through her, colluding with a few supposedly idle, but fully intentional rolls of her hips to tease her most intimate spot through the latex. "You truly think me so selfish?"

And then she'd suddenly "remember" her position, lifting her hips to keep him just out of reach once more. So "incidental", still, not even affording the man a singular glance, let alone any hint that he was giving her any tingles, however slight.

Orlya laughed. "You are certainly bold! You say 'my Lord', yet you speak to me like we're friends!"

"I wouldn't dare presume, my Lord."

Mother Magdalena waited for the warning that she would've given in a similar circumstance. "See to it that you do not." An admonishment that would not come. Not from their Lord. The brunette turned to her, the question written in her expression. "Why?" Her eyes would be felt, but it would not be met. And that question would not be given voice, for it was not her place. Orlya would continue to observe, moving on without a beat. Her eyes spoke of awareness, her posture, confidence. A decision had been made, and it was not her place to question it.

So she too would continue to watch.

"He desires to act as furniture. Relax your muscles. Give him what he wants."

Claudia would do as she'd been bidden, settling down on Ishigami's face, swallowing his features beneath the curves of her delectable, still bountiful, peach-shaped booty.

"And now we wait." Mother Magdalena would add, knowing what would follow.

[Lico]

Claudia's laugh gave Yuto the shivers, although Orlya's remark made him felt like he had disappointed the person behind the role. She probably already knew how he'd react in this situation, but a part of him still wondered if he should have tried to resist a little harder. In any case, Claudia was for the most part ignoring him as she conversed with the demoness, apart from sitting on his face again briefly before she shifted herself to deny him once more. Yuto let out a groan of frustration but kept it mostly quiet to not disturb the talk. Without a doubt she was the meanest of the sisters that he had encountered in this church.

The novitiate did grace him with her derriere again, prompting his body to twitch, down there as well, almost happily. There was muffled moans while he squirmed under Claudia, and while it took a little while, his body then started tensing up. Mother Magdalena seemingly already knew what's going to happen, given that she already gave a demonstration to Claudia in the cell before. Yuto could feel it's coming, and for a moment he wondered if he should try to hold back a little. It wouldn't feel right as he's the one who begged for this orgasm, though, so he decided to just let it happen.

"Mmmphhff...! Mmmgghh...!"

The moaning was getting louder and the wriggling of his body becoming more intense. His toes were curling in and out, and soon enough he let out a long drawn moan into Claudia's rear while he spasmed on the floor. There's a few spurts of his load coming from the tip of his shaft, and the rest of it erupted while he kept moaning and writhing around under the sister.

"Nnnnghhhfffff...! Hnnnggg...!"

[DSX93]

Emilia had seen Gloria's work. That match she had with the man whose face was currently buried in her ass. The way she worked him, the way that she -- and Magdalena just moments ago -- were able to set him off...Satan be praised.

That's the level of control she aspires to when she takes the dominant role in bed. The level of allure, the sheer power she has over her partner. To have them so enamored that mere worship gets them off. Being wanted so bad that she could give them little to nothing but still drive them crazy...Fuck, she wants that!

Because just imagine the insanity, the primal infernos that'll erupt when she does apply that proper touch! A hand wrapping around a member. Fingers snaking their way inside an orifice. The flick of her tongue. Ooh, a kiss. That's another for the bucket list: Make somebody cum with kissing. If these woman can make a guy bust by standing there and letting him stick his face in their asses, that should be well within the realm of possibility.

The warmth of her mouth, her nethers...Hitting peaks that are volcanic every time...

Does she want that every time she gets somebody in the sack? No. But just to know that she's capable of bringing that out...

She was just chilling out on this guy's face, expecting that Claudia would sooner be rising up so he could breathe than she would be...living it. That power she coveted, she could feel as his breathing grew harder and hotter against her. Quicker. More desperate. He didn't seem to be fighting it. His movements, although frantic, weren't of the "get off of me" nature. There was no pushing. No shoving. He wasn't trying to roll to the side. None of that.

That's when she went from "chill" to "frozen". Because she realized...

This is happening.

Her eyes immediately fell to that fleshy volcano and locked in. Mouth agape, not a breath of air passing through. How much would he give her?

Ooze. He gave her ooze.

Emilia was still inexperienced with male sexuality, having two other encounters thus far that were only confirming the theories that arose from her gluttonous consumption of smut and erotica, including her viewership of erotic wrestling. And most pertinently right now, Ishigami's prior displays of virility. It informed her ego, her sense of pride as a woman and as a budding Dominant: If they were having conventional sex, she would've been looking for shots, not ooze. With a sexual athlete like him, that would've been her sign that she'd held up her end of the deal.

But this was just her sitting on his face after letting him fuck two of her fingers for a bit. And he'd already fired a rifle-calibered one off about...what, ten, fifteen minutes ago? So the fact that she was even getting this out of him was making her heart pound in her chest. Setting her skin flush with goosebumps. Prompting half-conscious rolls of her hips as his moans transitioned into sweet muffled screams that felt more and more reminiscent of her wand.

And then came that white explosion. Somebody in there had manned the cannon, loosing splooge that got some air time. Some of it, she had to lift her eyes to follow as it seemed to gravitate towards the big blonde leaning back on her throne. Eyes closed, breathing deep like the theatrical outdoorsman on the first day of vacation as Ishigami's surrendered essence filled her, a process that would be represented through auras, hers growing thicker as his began to fade.

He would be smelling a sweet, feminine musk soon. It was instant wetness between Emilia's legs. And she wouldn't be able to keep her body language quiet. She shivered, letting out a shuddering breath. And in doing so, saddled herself with the task of figuring out how to make that reaction work for Claudia's character. For now, though, she allowed the moment to play out as it may. This was but the beginning, both for Claudia and this series.

And besides, some of the best moments in the history of cinema came from these moments where things veer away from the script and into someplace real. Another reason why those penned under Morasanu Productions will have as much room for ad-libbing as they will.

And as luck would have it, the Norwegian was onto something. She knew that look on Emilia's face well. Knew that wasn't acting. It was the same look she had on her own during that one hookup with Kenzie Williams. Or Lil K, as Ladies of Erotic Wrestling fans knew her. This was a transformative moment.

"You're feeling it now, aren't you, Novitiate? The curtains are lifting. You see the horizon. It's so vast, isn't it?"

In that moment, Emilia and Claudia were one and the same, peering up at the Paragon with the respect that the Mother felt was lacking, at last, as the blonde left her throne and stood tall.

"Up until now, you were only posturing. Pretending to know what power is. You still have a lot to learn, and that's exactly what you just saw: The potential."

Silence was what Orlya would receive in response. But she didn't need words. "Claudia" didn't need to lay anything out for her.


"Up." She'd remind her without missing a beat, "The man needs air; don't forget, he's only human." Instructing Claudia as hesitantly moved to obey. She wasn't at all ready to leave her seat. "Turn around. Sit back. On his stomach." With as little of herself moved as she could get away with, leaving her legs extended past his shoulders, feet set down at either side of his head. If Ishigami were able to lift his head here, if he had the wherewithal to even look, he'd see the power that his own reaction had over here, leaking just visibly enough now past the limits of her leotard.

This break from the action would actually act to serve the lesson that both character and actress wanted to impart. "Now look. Relish that stupefied expression of his." Gloria knew it would be on there. "And remember: You've coaxed a powerful reaction with far less than even some Sisters would need."

"I think I follow, my Lord." Claudia would maneuver a little more here, setting her hands down on his thighs again for balance as she slid southward, lifting each leg to bring her knees to rest at his sides before bringing her hands to his chest. Seated in such a way that aligned latex to latex, the scant fabrics providing a torturous reminder of just how close he is to slipping inside her depths. She would utilize no movement, but rather, just her rested weight pressing down in just the right way.

For the both of them. Her gaze was thick with desire. Predatory. She nibbled at her bottom lip with a fang that would be edited into a regular incisor in post.

"If having his face in my ass is enough to get that out of him..." She began, tilting her head towards what had flown off the side. Even as she spoke to her Lord, her eyes would remain focused on her subject. But it would become quickly apparent that her next words were for him. "Imagine how it would feel to have a certain something else in it." A sharp inhale. She'd suck the air in through her teeth as she leaned in close, hovering her face just inches above his. Thumbs circling his nipples like the monster at the end of the pursuit and the games.

"You would love that, wouldn't you, boy?"

[Lico]

The sweet scent invading his nose further melting Yuto's mind as he's basking in the afterglow of his climax. It felt like time was flowing slowly for him until Claudia finally lifted her ass off his face, causing him to gasp audibly, his body bucking off once as if he's just hit by a defibrillator before flopping back to the floor. The novitiate had him pinned again soon after by sitting on his stomach, and he caught a glimpse of her wetness. It seemed like he's not the only one who was being overwhelmed by what just happened.

As Yuto was catching some air, Claudia shifted herself forward, bringing her crotch on top of his. He moaned and wriggled slightly. His manhood was still hard and it throbbed in response. His eyes kept glancing back and forth between Claudia's nether region and her face. That predatory gaze brought a shiver to his spine. The adventurer gulped at her words, his mind racing right away. As she leaned closer and brought her face so close to his, she probably could faintly hear his increasing heartbeat.

"Nnnggg..." the circling on his nipples brought another moan from him, his body wriggled under hers.

There was a moment of delay before he answered. Not because he hesitated, but more that he's at loss of words from seeing her wicked expression right in front of him. It's like the shrinking feeling a prey got in the face of his predator.

"...yes... ma'am..." he said while blushing and all flustered.

[DSX93]

Emilia hadn't come into this scene planning on going that far, with either hole. At least not while the cameras are rolling. Probably not even when they aren't.

But she's lost count, a long time ago, of all the times she'd intended to stop at a single kiss or a bit of cuddling or whatever with Jaclyn, only for the two of them to end up falling into her bed. Or when there were too many eyes and ears at home, heading off to that unpaved trail deep into the forest near her home. Where not a single soul had ever stepped foot without her guidance in the seven years since she'd discovered it. So often, something would spur her onto more.

A few well-placed words delivered by an already sexy voice. Fingers trailing up or down over her spine. A show of force when they horsed around and she got uppity. A firm setting back into her place.

Oh, but this was so much "worse"! This was still so very new. It was something like what she imagined of an illicit drug, producing such a high that now she needs more.

Fuck it. She's doing it.

"Slow down, Novitiate. A proper Sister exercises control.

Did she just read her mind?

Either way, Emilia...Claudia obeyed. If reluctantly, freezing on the spot while still burning hot on the inside. She waited for instructions.

"Move up. Sit on his face. Make yourself comfortable. He needs to earn that pleasure."

Her filthy mind immediately caught the meaning. And she had an idea of how she could do Orlya one better.

"You're right." So right.

Claudia didn't slide into position right away, shifting into a more..."comfortable" position where she was, extending her legs over either of Ishigami's shoulders, spread apart. Leaning back at an angle, with one hand using his thigh to keep herself propped up and the other gripping the bottom of her leotard and pulling it aside to expose a bald, wet, needy pussy to the unholy air.

Two fingers plunged into her depths, pumping away at her favorite spots. Drawing deep, increasingly heated breaths until her hand was soaked.

But not because she'd crossed her threshold. That wasn't her effort to make.

That juicy hand would float just inches above Ishigami's face. One drop. Two. Dripping from her fingers to his lips.

"Open up, Puppy."

[Lico]

Yuto wasn't sure whether Claudia would actually go with what she hinted, but it seemed that she was stopped before she carried out her act. Instead, the sister brought her womanhood close to his face again, only this time she's using her fingers to pleasure herself while's watching. The boy gulped and his shaft twitched at the sight of her wetness. Just looking at Claudia working on herself was pretty stimulating, and his attention was solely absorbed into the scene unraveled in front of him, until she brought her soaked fingers above his lips.

The drops snapped him out of it, and Yuto slowly opened his mouth to receive more of Claudia's honey. He even licked the liquid on his lips while gazing at her almost like a man in trance. He swallowed the juices, then waited to see if there would be more, while his member already hardening and twitching again.