Remake The Order

You're sure she would eventually fall to the sheer magnetic pull and curiosity the demon on your dick provided to the opposite sex, but you're an impatient little fucker. The tentacles around you cock shot out around her head and reeled her in like a fish. She gasped which tragically left her mouth open for your cock. Some of your cock. That thing was big and she could only comfortably fit a percentage of it in her mouth.

She seems shocked by what's happening to her, and when it becomes clear that she's not going to take the initiative your tentacles pull her head away from your cock, and then plunge it back down over and over gain. You allow your knees to bend and lean back as your use her mouth like a toy. Her eyes are wide, and her arms stand akimbo by her side, too surprised by how her day is going to do anything but gag and gasp.

This attitude quickly changes when you **** her down as far as she'll go, and release yourself down her throat. Her always wide eyes grow bulbous and cloud with purple. Her body shakes in a religious experience and she gurgles around your shaft.

Your tentacles release her, and you push her down to the ground. She sprawls there, and mumbles to herself. "Master, I master..." She says weakly and looks up at you.

"That's right." You nod and kneel at her feet. You roughly turn her over so she's on her hands and feet. "I'm your master." Your never softening shaft sits at the mouth of her rear entrances and wrankles with anticipation. "Your goddess in the temple might have risen you from the much, but she's useless when it comes to a good fuck."

Her ass is tragically too virgin to take your full monstrous girth but a few of the tentacles do manage to wiggle their way in, and explore her depths for you. "OooooooOoh!" She seems to be enjoying it.

"So I'm thinking about making a few changes around this place. Turn all the nuns into demon worshipping sluts. Whaddya think?"

"Oh my, oh my, oh my!" She's gently rocking herself back onto the tentacles as they work on her sphincter to open it wider and wider.

"I'm talking about desecrating icons, blasphemy, maybe a few crimes, sacrifice, all sorts of evil stuff. Who did you worship here anyway?"

"Brillaaaaaaaaaaah!" She moans.

"Brilla..." You tap your chin and search your brain for knowledge of the inferior deities of the world. "Harvest and fertility. Well sorry not my holy cocksheath, you now serve the son of the goddess of fertility, rejoice!"

"Yeeeeeeees!" She scream as you shove your full length into her backdoor, your tentacles did good work stretching her out for you, and now that tight wonderful hole squeezes around you lovingly.

Figuring that you were the one doing her a favor here you didn't start thrusting into her. You just sat there until eventually her lust took over and she started to fuck your cock with her ass. She slams back into you with the **** of a woman possessed. Humping and grinding, and oh so much moaning as your supernatural tool keeps her sheath nice and lubricated. It's a delightful affair and no one can blame you for not lasting a particularly long time.

You fill her up like a pastry, and pull out watching as the seems leaks from her throbbing ass. Wondering what sickness now grows within her.