Not A Fighter

The hallway beyond is like the hallways to administration, just as Psyche says. Looking back you see a dark yawning portal surrounded by a stone archway. But as you step forward, you begin to hear something. A moan as well as the voice of Professor Derleth. You continue forward, when you hear... another woman with the professor. And as they fuck, you can hear him whisper "Good girl." Your plug comes alive inside of you again, causing you to release a breathy moan. You struggle forward, your thighs touching as your body feels so sensitive.

You walk forward, stopping at a corner as you see another one of the masked priests. You feel yourself dread encountering another one of them, but between your body's sensitivity and the moaning emanating from the walls, part of you is excited for it.

"You can break his mask like before, by pointing at it and imagining it breaking. You're still recovering from your time at the grove. And who knows what he'll do to you?" Psyche's words pierce the veil of lust, as you remember that you can fight them. "Only one of them at a time though, that's the extent of my power at the moment." The man stands in the center of the hallway, blocking your path, as the words from the walls once again repeat, "Good girl."

You clenched your fists, not letting another moan escape your mouth as you continued walking closer and closer. As you went to point at the shadow, another good girl landed, and you felt the vibrator intensify, and suddenly your wobbly knees collapsed. As you moaned out, you looked up, on your knees in front of him.

You were weak. You couldn’t move, and the plug felt so good inside of you. Tears filled your eyes, as you didn’t know what to do, as your pussy leaked and you moaned out again in need.

“Please don’t hurt me... sir.” You begged, whimpering through my moaning as you looked up at him, terrified. “I’ll do what you ask, just don’t hurt me.” You whined, arching your back in another moan as the hallway echoes its praise again.

He looks at you, his mask betraying no emotions. You see his hand move, and you can't help but flinch. You feel his hand under your chin, as he lifts it to look at him. "A stray lamb has stumbled before me, placing themselves before me on their knees, begging for mercy, for guidance. I shall test you as is proper."

The bottom half of his robe disappears, and you can see a large cock in front of you. "Show me how you serve your betters, my girl. Show me the depths of your devotion." Part of you thinks that now would be a good time to rebel, but the moans keep flooding your ears, and you know the words that your lusty body seeks will come if you just bend that little bit further. His hard cock brushes your lip, and as you moan, his cock enters your mouth.

"Oh yes, that's my good girl. Now take me deeper, rub along my cock with your tongue." His hands guide you along, pushing deeper and deeper until he hits the back of your throat. You gag, and he pulls back, pleasuring himself with your tongue as your body rejects the intrusion. But soon he is back again. You still can't accept his cock, but your reaction is just that little bit more muted.

All the while you can swear that the background voices grow in greater pitch and need. And the words that drive you wild rise in frequency and his voice takes on a feeling of absolute dominance. The masked man laughs. "I see you like our heavenly choir. You shall join them when the heavenly father sees fit to take you."

He increases his pace, as you think you know what's coming. "That's a good girl, you will come to be a fine slut if taught by your betters. Now take your reward my good girl." You feel him pull back until he is just barely in your mouth, and then he begins to cum, filling your mouth with his cum. As he pulls out from your mouth, it almost looks like he falls backward, as his legs and cock disappear, the robe falling backwards as though it's owner disappeared. The voices too seem to disappear, though it is less like a beast slain and more like a hunger sated, soon to return. And with it, you can feel the burning **** hunger between your thighs as the plug ceases to vibrate once more.

You feel Psyche's warmth on your cheek as it feels like she grasps your jaw. "That's another way to defeat them. But who knows what depths they will plunge you. Now hurry along, I can sense another distortion nearby."

You continue along the hall until you reach another dirty door. It opens before you, as Psyche indicates that you should come inside. She is naked and you can see her thighs are wet with need. "You're so horny, I cannot help but share your need. What should we do... Your tongue did seem very enthusiastic, if not skilled." She finishes with a giggle, as you hear the door shut behind you.