She confesses to minor lapses

"Yes," Erina's confession makes you grin, and you push deep into her tight body making her yelp before she can continue. "But only once or twice, and I never let them touch me."

“But you thought about it, didn't you?” Adriana coos softly in Erina's ear as her fingers stroke a little faster. “You lay in your cot at night with your fingers jilling your pussy and pretended it was one of those handsome warriors from the Temple of Appolo in their shining armor who was exploring where no man had a right to go.” The pretty red head shakes her head in denial but judging by the way her pretty eyes open in surprise you suspect Adriana is not far from the mark. “Or maybe it was a Rider, coming to make an offering of thanks after a successful raid and as he made his offering, you wondered what a lustful man like that might do to you if his capture net landed around your pretty shoulders.” You don't know if it is Adriana's words, or the combination of being fucked and fingered at the same time, but you can feel the last of Erina's resistance slipping away and you know it's only a matter of time before she gives in to the inevitable.

“Please don't do this ... you have to stop ...” Adriana however is in her element.

“Do you know the Slaver's Guild was in your sanctified halls, not to pray for forgiveness for their crimes, but to appraise, as best they could, the value of the female flesh parading around the Temple grounds.” You have no doubt that this happened, but you can't help but wonder how a sheltered noblewoman like Adriana would know this. “When you saw the gold-robed merchant studying your movements, did you put an extra swing in your step, secure in the knowledge that you and your sisters were safe here in this Temple?”

“O goddess, forgive me!” Erina's sudden exclamation sounds pretty much like a confession to you, and the way her hips are rising to meet each of you thrusts confirms that this shy initiate is much better suited for a life of pleasing men than chaste service to a golden statue.

“Oh yes, I can't hold back much longer!”

“Did you hear my Captain, Honey.” Adriana seems to take even more delight in this than Erina's actual deflowering, “He's going to plant his seed inside your fertile womb, and your belly is going to swell with his bastard. just like Cassie and me.” Erina's eyes finally lift to yours and you can see wonder and excitement in her gaze. “You won't be the only one though, all your sisters are going to be bred like year-old ewes, every one of you is going to birth a son or daughter of the seed of Heliopolis.”

Adriana is not wrong. Nine months from now the midwives of Athenapolis are going to be busy women. The thought of all these pure acolytes squatting over waiting hands pushing out babies that were thrust into them as they struggled and fought is the final image that pushes you over the edge.

“Oh fuck!” You had hoped to hold out until Erina was ready too, but this is just too much. Adriana sees in your face what is happening, and her fingers reach a frantic pace as she tries to bring Erina along.

“Can you feel his hot seed filling you?” She whispers urgently, “His little soldiers racing to plant themselves in your fertile womb?” Erina clearly does because her hips are bucking under yours milking every last drop from your cock. “That's how a victor proclaims his triumph. He plants his standard deep in the soft flesh of his enemy's daughters and makes us bear the next generation of slaves to serve him.”

“Noooo!!!! Make him stop...” Stopping now isn't an option even if you wanted to, jet after jet of cum pump into her untouched pussy and this sheltered acolyte suddenly arches her back in response. “Oh noooo!!!” The last little bit of resistance is ripped away and you feel Erina's hips bucking against yours, no longer trying to displace you, but now in a hot pulsing orgasm. On your flanks you see the other two naked acolytes gasp in horror/excitement when they realize what you've done.