Let her do what she wants.

The girl closes the distance and puts a hand on his crotch, him now noticing her long black fingernails, "Our wired cult is quite pleasurable to be a part of. You will enjoy this greatly." An unnatural heat spread through Malrick's crotch. He found himself growing painfully erect in an instant.

"One of the many gifts of the goddess." She whispers in his ear. She wraps her hand in his waistband and kneels, pulling his pants down in a smooth motion. Malrick looks up to see Amy on the other side of the clearing. She mouths a 'wow' before slinking forward. Malrick had to keep them distracted.

She taps her nails on his balls. She then strokes his balls with her nails. She had a smirk on her face that Malrick could only describe as, cocky. She plants a kiss on his tip, "Are you ready big boy?" She asks in a very alluring voice. Malrick can feel his senses slipping from him. He however finds it within himself to nod dumbly.

She giggles, "Good." She the immediately takes him into her throat to the base. It takes a significant amount of willpower not to cum on the spot. She giggles around his cock and starts humming. He can feel his senses dulling as h tries to fight off orgasm. He had to keep them distracted.

Amy is at the X table now and is working on removing the straps from her friend. Malrick is trying his hardest not to explode down this girl's throat. Just when he thinks he can't hold on any longer, the cult leader leans backwards to remove his sizable rod from her throat.

"Well aren't you impressive mister. Most men would have an empty pair by now. You must have some sort of magic resistance. Well, no matter. Resistant or not, you can't stop nature." She then resheathes his member in her throat before quickly pulling back to the tip and re impaling her throat with it.

Amy had on of Jess's arms free. As the cult leader pulled back to the tip she swirled her tounge around it and teased his glands. She was humming the entire time she was taking his rod. Both hands were free now. The two of them were working on freeing her legs. They needed to hurry. The cult leader was right, you can't fight nature.

The cult leader started gently stroking his balls with her nails again. This was too much for him. He grabbed her head and shoved his rod down her throat as he unloaded down her throat. It felt like his balls were trying to invert as he nutted. He was only vaguely aware of Jess sliding off of the table as her restraints were removed.

The cult leader stands up with a satisfied smile, "Thanks for the snack and the show hun. I think I'll keep you." Malrick pills up his pants, "Sorry lady, thanks for the head, but my job here is done." She raises her eyebrow, before turning to see the empty table. By the time she turns to face Malrick, he's already gone.