Pretty much

It isn't your intention to be unnecessarily rough, but neither are you particularly gentle as you push into this redheaded beauty. Even before you get to her hymen, you can feel how tight this petite acolyte is.

"Oh goddess, save me." Erina's whimpered plea reminds you that you are about to take one of the Temples prized acolytes and make her yours. Instead of making you hesitate, the thought of claiming one of Athenapolis' most protected prizes fills you with an undeniable excitement. "Please Captain, don't do this. Athena will punish you!" By now almost a dozen of her fellow acolytes and a few of the older clerics have been fucked by your men, so you are not in the least concerned about divine retribution for the transgression. Honestly though, even if Athena herself was standing with you here in the Temple, you doubt you could have passed on the chance to claim this virgin's sealed cunt.

"Your goddess isn't going to save you little one." Your uncaring chuckle makes Cassiopia shake her head nervously, but you don't have the patience to be gentle any longer. "You and your sister acolytes belong to me and my men now, and we're going to show you just what you've been missing hiding away here in this holy sanctuary." Instead of ramming into her, you press ever so slowly against the elastic ring slowly increasing the pressure until her hymen haltingly gives way and lets you past the restriction. The acolyte doesn't squeal like Nicia wanted; she instead lets out a loud groan as you tear her open. Once inside her, you hold her firmly by her slender hips and pick up the pace. It sounds like she is trying to plead for mercy, but her words are garbled and interrupted by soft whimpers and grunts of discomfort that accompany your rapid thrusting. It doesn't matter to you what the pretty redhead is trying to say, the feeling of her tight core stretching to accept your manhood is all you care about.

"Oh yeah, this is one tight pussy." By now your hips are firmly wedged against Erina's pale thighs and you are as deep as you are going to get in this position. Content for the moment to let her inner muscles squeeze your cock, you pause deep inside her pulsing sex and cup her cheek gently so you can see her face. There are streaks where fresh tears have run from her eyes, but it doesn't look like she is crying any longer.

"There, that wasn't so bad, was it?' Surprised by your unexpected gentleness, Erina nods hesitantly, but then perhaps hoping for a reprieve, she begs for mercy.

"It hurts, Captain." This time you do understand her words, but you're not likely to pull out just because this little beauty isn't used to having her pussy plowed. "Please, you have to take it out." You're not much of a farmer, but you do know that the fields that have been left fallow for the longest produce the best crops when they're first tilled. This lovely maid would have been fucked years ago if she hadn't been given to the church, her womb must surely be ready for a good seeding.

"It will get better. It always does." You reassure the pretty acolyte wiggling on your spear like a stuck fish, you take pity on her and use the ball of your thumb to caress the pearl hidden in her petals. You speak as if you are the world's most skilled seducer of virgins; until these past few days you've never had the chance to try out these skills of yours. Still, judging by your recent experience with Cassiopeia and Adriana you are starting to gain some confidence in your abilities. This time as you slowly rock in and out of the tight pussy you can feel her relax slightly and her whimpers turn to soft moans.

"That's right, my Lord." It is Adriana by your side whispering into your ear. "Fuck this sweet angel, fuck her hard until she is begging for your cock like I was." Her small hands push yours away so she can take over from a more comfortable angle before she turns her attention to Erina.

"At night, did you lie alone on your simple cot wondering what it would feel like to have a man split you open like this?" The look of shock and dismay on the acolyte's face was more than enough evidence for Adriana to continue her questioning. "You must have noticed how all the men visiting the Temple would stare at you and your friends as you processed past them with the offerings." This time Erina turns her head away, but your lover is having none of it; she grabs a handful of fiery red hair and twists her head back to meet your eyes. "Did you imagine what it would be like to let one of those handsome supplicants corner you in a secluded alcove and lift your tunic like you were nothing but a common whore?"

"Stop it ..." Erina's voice breaks as she begs for mercy. "I didn't want to!" Adriana pounces like a cat on a gimpy rat.

"But you did, didn't you, you little slut!"