Take heed of High Priestess's ranting

The sensation of this beautiful priestess of Athena's tight passage clamped around your manhood is as fine as Adriana's or any of your other recent conquests. Despite being almost twice the age of the acolytes who are staring at you with a mixture of horror, embarrassment and undisguised curiosity, this holy cleric might have been as tight as any of those hot young teenagers. By now though, the proud priestess' hymen is long gone and with her pussy full of your seed so your cock slides in and out of her pussy smoothly. Even after busting a nut in this tight passage, your erection is still pretty hard as it slides in and out of the moaning woman. At least part of what is keeping you so excited is the knowledge that probably every man who entered this magnificent Temple and saw Edlynn in her white and gold robes must have wondered what it would be like to spread her perfect legs and climb between them.

The other factor that is keeping you going is the sight of the three acolytes watching as you lay claim to your latest conquest. The fact that by now the blonde beauty is starting to respond to the pleasurable sensations of her first fuck is not lost on you. You want the younger ones to see their older mentor being fucked like this; you want them to know that sex can be pleasurable for all the parties involved. Edlyn's long smooth legs are wrapped around your waist and her slender arms around your neck and the woman is not even trying to resist as globs of your cum dribble from her sex.

The three acolytes are staring in shock at the sight of your tool slowly withdrawing from the priestess's leaking slit. Clearly, what little understanding these sheltered women might have had about the mechanics of the union between a man and a woman had not prepared them for the sight of a man's cock stretching open a woman's tight slit. Even though all around the sanctuary many of their novice sisters had all been plucked by your men, seeing you deflower this high-ranking servant of Athena on the goddess' own alter must make it clear how rapidly their fortunes have fallen.

With a contented sigh, you lower Edlynn back onto the alter and step back to survey the remaining three prizes. The dark-skinned Nubian with her curly hair and jutting breasts meets your gaze defiantly, the golden-skinned acolyte held by Sophia shyly covers her plump breasts clearly embarrassed by your lustful evaluation. When Cassiopia's red-headed companion senses your attention turn to her petite form, for just a heartbeat her eyes meet yours with a combination of fear excitement and curiosity before the pretty young acolyte blushes furiously and her eyes drop to her feet.

After taking the statuesque Edlynn with her long limbs and reserved response you wonder how this freckled fire-brand might respond to your cock splitting open her virgin slit.

"Don't worry Edlynn, honey." Once again, the High Priestess has resumed her mocking of her fellow cleric, "a slut like you is going to be real popular with your new masters." Part of you wants to gag that irritating bitch, but now that you are no longer engaged in the unholy desecration of the Temple of Athena, you remember some of her other demented ravings. Pushing past the three trembling acolytes you turn your attention to the raving woman.

"What's this nonsense you're ranting about, Your Holiness?" You pull her to her feet with a jerk of the chains that bind her. "Do you still think your goddess is going to save her doomed city?" The woman's laughing response is as disturbing as it unexpected.

"Not Athena, you pathetic fool." Her black eyes have a fire in them that makes you take a half step back, "I'm talking about beings with unlimited power, Captain. Join with me and I'll see if they'll let you keep your pretty little sluts." You stare at the High Priestess in silence shocked by this unexpected turn - perhaps the sudden fall of her sanctuary and the brutal defilement of her charges broke the woman's mind?

The freshly-fucked blonde priestess still curled up on the alter is the first to speak. "Althea, what have you done!?" Her normally serene face is as pale as the polished white marble, a mixture of fear, horror and revulsion sweep in waves across her delicate features. Her focus shifts to you and she climbs off the alter with a slight wince but approaches you with a renewed sense of purpose.

"Captain, I know you have no reason to trust me, but it is critically important that you allow me to see what damage Althea has done." She is as calm and confident as ever. If it were not for the smear of red on the priestess' pale thigh you might not have even believed that you had just violated this holy servant.

"What do you mean?" It is true that you have no reason to believe her, but on the other hand what reason does she have to lie? "What possible damage could a Priestess do here in a Holy Temple?"