No, the Lord of Chaos must have his climax.

Sonja stands and looks at the priestess with a triumphant smile, which is returned only halfheartedly.

"I am sorry, Hyrkanian." The servant of Bel's voice is friendly, but sadden. "Your trials are yet not done."

"By Mitra, what?!" Anger returns to the redhead as once again the ooze takes form, this time as the massive and muscular Za'keer the Kushite, the gladiatorial champion of Tarantia, which marches towards the she-bandit.

Sonja prepares to strike, though her stamina is weakened from being taken by the golem three times before and that her ankle and ass are still raw with pain.

"You have had your climaxes, but the great god Bel has not." The blonde explains as she moves away from the stalked she-bandit. "It is his turn to enjoy himself."

"There is no justice in this!" Sonja hisses as she punches the golem square in the face with little effect.

"No, Hyrkanian, there is not." The priestess grimly answers. "Whether the woman finishes, or not, isn't important, only that the man does. It is the way of this cruel world and Bel has decreed that you learn the proper position of any woman."

The creature grabs Sonja around the waist and with its superhuman strength effortless lifts the brigand up in the air and positions her above is rigid upward pointing cock.

"To hell with you, demon!" Sonja swears and strikes at the creature, trying to resist, but her inexperienced female frame is no match for the golem.

"Aaaahh!" The she-bandit screams as the watery beast thrusts Sonja down, impaling her tight sheath on its massive weapon. "No, no, no!" She gasps as the creature lifts her up two-thirds of the way off its cock and then slams her back down. The golem then repeats this process, violently taking Sonja in the standing position, with ever increasing ferocity.

At first Sonja tries to fight, but the savage fucking breaks her of all resistance, and soon the proud Hyrkanian is reduced to but a rag doll, her breasts flopping up and down across the creature's chest. Bel has a further indignity plan for his sacrifice, however, as the golem's cock begins to glow warm, magically arousing the redhead's battered cunt.

"No, not like this." Sonja helplessly moans as the beast rips an orgasm from the she-bandit's body, but this time, however, it does not dissolve.

"By Scáthach, help me!" Sonja pleads as a second, then a third and a forth climax quakes through her body. But still no divine help comes, instead the she-bandit knows the shame of feeling her own cum spurting out of her **** cunt and running down her inner thighs, a sure sign the creature has conquered the red haired Hyrkanian both as a warrior and as a woman. The fifth, soul wrenching orgasm, brings one final defiant scream, before Sonja collapses in defeat.