Maria Is Willing To Do Anything

Only Maria was still holding her head up. She appeared serious and disciplined on the outside, as always. Angelo strolled around her. Amused, he noticed how she tried to follow his movements out of the corner of her eye. She couldn't or wouldn't admit that she also longed to be taken by him. The apparent lack of attention he showed for her annoyed and unsettled her at the same time. Her insecurity grew. Finally, she couldn't take it any longer and hissed:

“Do what you lured us here to do at last."

“Oh, maybe I don't want you at all?”

Her head jerked around in surprise and she looked at him with wide disappointed eyes. He grinned back mischievously and she realized that she had betrayed herself. She gritted her teeth angrily.

“You know what?” he continued. “If you need it so badly...”

She shook her head, but knew herself that the gesture was a lie. She would do anything to feel him inside her. The example of the other three was too tempting. She would feel ostracized and set back if she remained the only one spurned by him.

“... then you should do something in return.”

Without waiting for her answer, he jumped nimbly onto the stone slab and lay down on his back. His mighty penis stood out at his center like a flagpole. He mockingly beckoned her to him.

Maria climbed after him with much less elegance. It was the first time in her life that she was approaching a man. And yet it was obvious to her how she should do it. She crawled to him, gathered her skirts up and knelt over him with her legs apart. Then she slowly and carefully lowered herself down.

His eyes captivated her and there was no turning back. He had pursed his lips cynically and left her to sacrifice herself on top of him.

She gasped loudly as his bulging glans met her unprepared cleft. The thing was too big, it flashed through her mind, it would never fit inside her. She tried to relax, breathing in and out deeply. Following the **** of gravity, she wanted to lower herself further. Her vagina was on fire, stretched to the limit. And then she felt another obstacle. She struggled to lift herself up again, panting heavily. Then she let herself down again. Faster, harder. Something inside her snapped. Pain. Sharp, biting. She howled.

Angelo bared his pointed teeth in amusement. With sharp claws, he grabbed her outer garment and tore it with a jerk. The clothes fell off her body in shreds and she sat naked on her infernal lover with only her nun's veil on her head. He grabbed her by the sides and rammed her down onto his spit with great ****. She screamed.

He guided her with his hands, instructing her how to perform. Although she was barely able to move, he gave her no slack. She had tried to play a game with him. Now she was to feel the full consequences. He didn't know compassion anyway.

He **** her to exhaust herself completely. Sweat poured down her body. Her breath came in gasps and bursts. Her vision blurred. Her whole body was on fire. She rode him wildly and demandingly until she could go on no longer and toppled forward.

It wasn't the end.

He stood up energetically and took her - still impaled - up with him. Standing firmly on both feet, he embraced her like a doll and continued to fuck her restlessly. Whimpering, she clung to him while his fat cock hammered in and out, in and out, in and out of her maltreated cunt. Until he came and roared out his triumph.

He carelessly left Maria lying there, just like his other three victims. Why bother with them anymore? He had planted his seed. Now his crop would sprout in the monastery and his descendants would sow chaos. He laughed at the top of his lungs.