Re: Tales From The Church of St. Morrigan: The Initiation
Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2026 7:32 pm
Claudia was in a sadomasochistic paradise right now. A wonderful victim beneath her. Skilled, powerful hands setting off all the right nerves like they were her own. Every roll of her hips, every lick, every squeeze, every second her Lord had her hand working its dark magic on her womanhood all congregated, forming a Herculean grip that snatched her rational mind away.
Craving more contact, she leaned back into Orlya's waiting frame. Powerful, but cushiony where it mattered.
She turned her head, wanting even more. The intense sexual haze she was swimming through now had taken some of Emilia's memory as well; outside of certain circumstances, Gloria doesn't kiss those she works with. The blonde followed suit, in the opposite direction when the Novitiate leaned in, leaving her lips to land on her cheek.
"A kiss from me is a privilege you will have to earn, Novitiate."
"Please?" Emilia's eyes grew big with desperation. She was so close! She needed! this; some kind of connection!
As for whether Claudia would feel that way or not...She'll figure that out later. She'll make it work.
"My Lord...!"
Her words would not fall on deaf ears. But whether that was a good thing or not...That's up in the air. Instead, she would get a dark chuckle in response. A sound that Yuto would know well by now. Orlya would turn her head again to face her, mere inches away from giving Claudia what she so desired. The dark-haired girl promptly leaned in, now a slave to her impulses. A hard, delectably painful squeeze of her breast reminded her of her place.
And set her legs to trembling as she teetered at the edge, with slowed strokes that were designed to keep her pinned there. It was pure torture.
"A weakness of yours? Interesting."
After filing that away for another time, Orlya turned her eyes to the Mother. Understanding a command that had not been spoken, she made her way over to the three, kneeling just beyond Yuto's head, in front of Claudia. The girl barely noticed, with the flood of sensations turning her eyes up into her skull. For one moment. Two.
"The Mother will see to your desire, Novitiate. Use her and indulge yourself in full."
She didn't need to be told twice. One hand went behind the brunette's neck, and the other settled on her cheek. A sweet touch that lasted but only a moment before hunger took over. With not even a second's hesitation, to the Mother's surprise. Claudia claimed her lips with such fervor, it began to feel as though she had no regard for their hierarchy.
But their Lord had offered her body for the free use the moment required, so she stepped into the role and met received her charge with equivalent passion. Then pressed even further. Pushing her tongue past her lips, wresting control from Claudia's eager own. Leaning in until her weight became something that had to be obeyed, squishing the Novitiate's 5'4, 126 pound frame in between those of the larger women. A thorough reminder.
A reminder that Claudia thought very little of in the midst of a burning need that left her mostly appreciating the deep body of curves and muscle.
Her moans grew ever more powerful in Magdalena's mouth. Increasingly frantic as that line was crossed at last. Magdalena drew back, leaving a single line of saliva to connect them as the dam broke, flooding Claudia's mind. Her every nerve.
And Yuto's face with her juices.
Unable to withstand it all, Claudia thrashed about as much as one could while trapped between two six-foot-plus, two-hundred-plus pound amazons. That is to say, not well at all. And Yuto would come to realize that through the sheer volume of her outpour: The imposed restriction only served to make for a more maddening peak...
Craving more contact, she leaned back into Orlya's waiting frame. Powerful, but cushiony where it mattered.
She turned her head, wanting even more. The intense sexual haze she was swimming through now had taken some of Emilia's memory as well; outside of certain circumstances, Gloria doesn't kiss those she works with. The blonde followed suit, in the opposite direction when the Novitiate leaned in, leaving her lips to land on her cheek.
"A kiss from me is a privilege you will have to earn, Novitiate."
"Please?" Emilia's eyes grew big with desperation. She was so close! She needed! this; some kind of connection!
As for whether Claudia would feel that way or not...She'll figure that out later. She'll make it work.
"My Lord...!"
Her words would not fall on deaf ears. But whether that was a good thing or not...That's up in the air. Instead, she would get a dark chuckle in response. A sound that Yuto would know well by now. Orlya would turn her head again to face her, mere inches away from giving Claudia what she so desired. The dark-haired girl promptly leaned in, now a slave to her impulses. A hard, delectably painful squeeze of her breast reminded her of her place.
And set her legs to trembling as she teetered at the edge, with slowed strokes that were designed to keep her pinned there. It was pure torture.
"A weakness of yours? Interesting."
After filing that away for another time, Orlya turned her eyes to the Mother. Understanding a command that had not been spoken, she made her way over to the three, kneeling just beyond Yuto's head, in front of Claudia. The girl barely noticed, with the flood of sensations turning her eyes up into her skull. For one moment. Two.
"The Mother will see to your desire, Novitiate. Use her and indulge yourself in full."
She didn't need to be told twice. One hand went behind the brunette's neck, and the other settled on her cheek. A sweet touch that lasted but only a moment before hunger took over. With not even a second's hesitation, to the Mother's surprise. Claudia claimed her lips with such fervor, it began to feel as though she had no regard for their hierarchy.
But their Lord had offered her body for the free use the moment required, so she stepped into the role and met received her charge with equivalent passion. Then pressed even further. Pushing her tongue past her lips, wresting control from Claudia's eager own. Leaning in until her weight became something that had to be obeyed, squishing the Novitiate's 5'4, 126 pound frame in between those of the larger women. A thorough reminder.
A reminder that Claudia thought very little of in the midst of a burning need that left her mostly appreciating the deep body of curves and muscle.
Her moans grew ever more powerful in Magdalena's mouth. Increasingly frantic as that line was crossed at last. Magdalena drew back, leaving a single line of saliva to connect them as the dam broke, flooding Claudia's mind. Her every nerve.
And Yuto's face with her juices.
Unable to withstand it all, Claudia thrashed about as much as one could while trapped between two six-foot-plus, two-hundred-plus pound amazons. That is to say, not well at all. And Yuto would come to realize that through the sheer volume of her outpour: The imposed restriction only served to make for a more maddening peak...