The paladin breaks free!

Cecilia squeezed her eyes shut at the sensations that ravaged her womanhood. It was all she could move under the evil sorceress's spell. As Minerva's tongue lapped at her vagina, she felt so violated, so sullied, and so... so... good! She moaned as the pleasure spread throughout her body, and as Minerva inserted a finger into her previously untouched slit, she gasped with delight.

Wait... something was different. She gasped. Her mouth moved, and let her gasp. Was the spell wearing off?

Oh, but Minerva's fingers were moving in and out now. And combined with the **** of the witch's tongue on her clit, she was experiencing pleasure building inside her that she'd never felt before. It was hard to focus. It was hard, but Cecilia was a paladin! A holy warrior! And as a climax began to build deep within her, she felt that she could wiggle her fingers.

Her grip tightened on her sword hilt. Her shoulders flexed. But then Minerva reached a hand up and pinched her erect nipples, and that sent Cecilia over the edge. The warrior experienced her first ever orgasm, clenching her thighs around Minerva's face.

"Ohhh! OHHH!" she moaned as her body convulsed, free of the spell now.

"Whaaa?" Minerva said, muffled between Cecilia's legs. The paladin took three quick breaths to regain her composure, then brought her sword's pommel down on Minerva's head.

Minerva slumped to the floor and Cecilia found herself face to face with Scar, her toad minion. Lover? Cecilia shuddered at the thought, and then thought of what had just happened to Dew and Myria.

Cecilia held her sword out before her, lewdly mocked by Scar's jutting cock. The two warriors, one human and one monstrous, faced off over the **** sorceress.