Starring
Emilia Morasanu as Claudia, the Novitiate
"Big Sister" Mary as Mother Magdalena
Gloria Kildahl as Orlya
Yuto Ishigami as Yuto Ishigami
With Special Guest Appearances By
Eveline Morasanu-Levesque as Sister Mariana
Serina Morasanu-Levesque as "Unnamed Slave"
Emilia. Has been waiting. For this! After the success of the first episode of "Sex Ed. With Ms. Jacques", Gloria Kildahl had been in talks with both Alix and Eveline about more appearances for Yuto Ishigami in their works, and it led to discussion of him and Gloria both working with Morasanu Productions. And while brainstorming potential scenarios, Emilia's inexperience with the BDSM lifestyle had been brought to light after she brought up the idea of playing a demon so she could get in on the play with The Muscle Goddess's favorite pet.
Emilia had been experimenting with kink whenever she could, ever since that first sparring match she and Jaclyn had. Studied the practice through written materials, documentaries, and pornography. There was a lot that she wanted to try, with the list growing longer the more she discovered: Bondage, blindfolding, crushing, bloodplay, consensual non-consent...and she wanted to be on both sides of just about all of it. She wanted the complete experience.
Jaclyn wasn't into all of that, which was fine; she respected the boundaries that had been set. But she still wanted more. And LAW seemed to be a great place to let loose. She just had to make the right connections. There had to be somebody in this promotion who would "match her freak", as Phoebe put it, right? It signed people from all over the globe, even bringing in some of its talent from its hidden nooks and crannies. The deepest reaches of the Amazon in Brazil, and from places she'd never even heard of, like Tanzanellia.
She had a feeling about a certain superhero, but she needed to see him again to be sure. That match has already been planned.
But today, she'll be playing with the infamous Yuto Ishigami. The men's division in LAW had a reputation for its black and white composition: Most were either fucksticks or fiends. That was another term that Phoebe had taught her: "Fuckstick". She liked that one.
But yeah, very little in-between there, or so it's told. And Gloria had taken ownership of who was probably the biggest fuckstick in the division. She hadn't even needed to meet the man to know that he was a submissive: He was far too helpless and far too compliant in his matches to be anything but. And that was absolutely perfect for her. Except for the part where her sister got to him first, but...this felt like a fun opportunity. She hadn't gotten to explore her dominant side much before LAW, and here she is now, with a professional dominatrix offering to teach her the tricks of the trade. They even figured out a way to work this into a project!
"Tales from the Church of St. Morrigan". Emilia herself is a Luciferian, funnily enough. Which means that she ought to be burning alive right now: Gloria had graciously allowed them the use of her nightclub, which she calls "The Rapture". The place had been repurposed from a , so it took no time at all to build a
Action.
The spacious sanctuary had one long, wide mat placed over the wood and marble, with the walls adorned with paintings of figures performing wild carnal acts on one side and using various methods to inflict pain on unfortunate victims on the other, with their respective sides of the throne carrying statues of who are supposed to be particularly revered saints of old, who were known for their outstanding achievements. At the very end, atop the marble steps, was a throne, with a naked blonde on all fours just in front, her hair keeping her face hidden as she served as a nameless footstool to the horned woman who sat in it.
Orlya, the Paragon of Pleasure and Pain. The very being to whom the clergy in the Church of St. Morrigan devotes their worship. Mother Magdalena, Sister Mariana, and Novitiate Claudia were below the stairs, bowed as deeply as they could be: Down on their knees, hands in front, foreheads to the floor. Positioned in such as a way that a camera could capture a great shot of their asses, all shown off nicely in their fitted leotards, with the Mother ahead of the other two women, in the center, with the two to either side of her.
"You all may rise. And you..." The demoness pointed to Claudia as the others rose to their feet. The Novitiate froze in her tracks. "You stay on your knees." Her tone was one that brooked no argument, her red gaze taking measure of her. There would be nothing in her expression that betrayed any feelings about Claudia, good or ill. "This is the candidate?" She spoke to Magdalena, but kept her focus on the raven-haired woman.
"Yes, my lord."
"You may rise." And once Claudia was on her feet, "Come to me, Novitiate."
Claudia's approach held a mixture of confidence with a healthy dose of fear. Almost like an adventurer in the wild approaching a beast that they know to be quite dangerous, capable of ripping a man apart in a second, but they're tested and true themselves. Capable, and they know it. The smallest hint of a smile formed at the corner of Orlya's lips.
The raven-haired young lady stopped just before the nude woman. Some wretch who tried to spread secrets about the inner circle to the outside world. These truths will be shared with the world, in time. But it was much too dangerous to do that now. She knew of the disaster that such a premature revelation would bring about. So now, she serves as a piece of furniture.
Orlya gave her a temporary reprieve and stood tall from her throne, presenting an imposing, but also tempting form; the revered one had towered over her so to the point that the magnificent breasts that were straining a latex top were right in her face. It took some effort to keep her eyes moving up to hers.
They were beautiful. As red as the finest rubies.
"Mother Magdalena and Sister Mariana have informed me that you've done much for the church in the two years you've served. About your efforts to bolster the congregation, the initiative you've shown in assisting your elders with their missions, and..." Orlya turned her sights to the other blonde, and set one heeled boot down on her back and started applying pressure..."Rooting out this traitor." More and more as the seconds passed, with the heel digging into her flesh, until her arms trembled with the effort of staying upright. Her footstool was strong, but in the end, would fail to stay silent, releasing a low grunt that was only just on the side of audible. "I suppose it's fortunate that it was this one. I think she might make a fine piece of furniture. What do you think of it, Claudia?"
"I agree, my lord." Claudia would set her own foot down on the woman, eliciting another grunt. "She's of sturdy make, but also offers a pleasing aesthetic. A tad noisy, though."
Orlya responded with a chuckle. "Nothing a few adjustments won't fix. But first, we get to business." She turned to Sister Mariana. "Tell me about this recent prisoner."
"His name is Yuto Ishigami, my lord. A reporter who fancies himself an adventurer. He intended to infiltrate our inner circle by first posing as a member of our congregation. I lured him away to the dining hall and offered him false truths about our workings over wine. Novitiate Claudia presented him with a glass containing an agent that rendered him unconscious, and has rid him of any dangerous memories. He waits in our dungeon, and all evidence that he obtained has been confiscated and destroyed."
"Excellent." With a satisfied smile, she turned to Claudia. "His body is what you will use for your trial. Go with Mother Magdalena and bring him here, so that I may oversee it."
Claudia took a step back and bowed. "Yes, my lord."
"And Sister Mariana? A word." No "please". Such niceties are not required of a Paragon.
"Yes, my lord."
Claudia would not know what was to be discussed. When Sister Mariana came forth, she and Mother Magdalena were already on the way.
Cut.
Marilena and Emilia would take an elevator down to the floor that had been converted into a quiet, eerie that was being lit only by the torches on the walls. Emilia gave the waiting camera crew a signal, and...
Action, as they came into view in the entranceway, the click-clacking of their heels alerting Yuto to their presence.
