You announce your presence with a feast

Just before you returned, you send a message to Talith. She was to prepare a feast for your arrival. When you arrive, you discover she has prepared a large dinner table in the refectory for you and your nun captives. You praise her for a job well done and then have the nuns gathered.

When they enter the refectory, you are pleased these faithful women are still wearing their light summer habits. Talith must have made certain that these revealing uniforms are the only ones that were available to them. You’ll need to thank her for that later.

The first nun who enters is a woman with glasses and black hair named Siara. She is the oldest among them though only in her early thirties. She is also the abbess of this little community of sanctified women. The veil she wears on her head has a white band where it meets her forehead, the rest of it is a thin black fabric that hangs down her back past her shoulders. Her neck is covered by a white collar with a black cross embroidered on it. The rest of her outfit is a black dress ending just above her knees. You find it sad that her black hair is so neatly kept hidden by her veil. The only hint of her hair color that you get is from her barely visible hairline. You however feel happy again when you notice the D-cup she is hiding underneath her uniform. Then you remember the vow of chastity nuns make and are saddened again. Those poor boobies have probably never experienced the touch of a lover’s hands.

After her comes a redhaired nun named Miryam. She wears a similar veil, only she allows her hair to come out from underneath. Proudly presenting her red hair to the world. Her skirt is also a bit shorter, ending halfway between her hips and knees. Though her sleeves remain long. This nun immediately appears a more daring then the first. When you check out her boobs, you’d guess her to have a firm C-cup. Those are some really nice boobs for a nun. You wonder if maybe you could convince her let you have a peek at them, regardless of her vow of chastity.

After Miryam come Jennifer. The youngest of the nuns. Only 18 years old. Apparently, she lost both her parents during the war and, with nowhere to go, decided that joining this convent was probably the safest thing to do. Here she’d have a roof over her head, a warm bed to sleep in, safety and security. Or so she thought. Since she came here out of necessity you bet that, of all the sisters, she is probably the one with the least reason to remain devoted. But probably also the most reason to resist you. Her uniform is the most playful amongst them. Short like Miryam’s but with added white, knee-high stocking. Two long strands of brown hair appear from underneath her veil and flank either side of her face. When it comes to her boobs, she’s only got a modest B-cup. Though really, her cute boobies actually fit her playful appearance.

Finally, the last one to enter the dining hall. The one you’ve been waiting for. The beautiful Angelica. Her uniform is just as conservative as Siara’s, only better filled out. Her boobs were an obvious double D which slightly stretched the fabric covering them. Her hips were well curved and the uniform hugged her waist, showing off her hourglass figure. Her long white hair spilled out from underneath her veil and matched perfectly with the black of her uniform. With her curved figure, pale skin, alluring eyes and perfect face she could easily fool anyone into believing she is a succubus like Talith. Angelica is absolutely flawless. Which is probably why you can’t help but desire her. To get her out of that habit, touch her nubile body all over and use your dick on every one of her holes. Now you could easily overpower and **** her. But while you were away, you had been inspired by a splendidly wicked idea. What if you seduce her? What if you make Angelica want to give up her vow? What if you get her to take off her habit and pleasure herself? What if you succeeded in tricking this pure virgin to let herself be turned into a horny depraved slut? Now that … that would be so much more gratifying.

“Welcome, dear friends.” You say with a big grin. “I have splendid news for you all. The nation you used to call home is no more. It has been completely annexed by the one your king sought to take over himself. This war is finally over.”
“We are aware, fiend. It’s been on the news.” The abbess, Siara, replies without hiding her disgust. “Now please vacate our nunnery and return to your home.”
“Yeah. Like, to hell.” Jennifer spat at you.
You smile at Jennifer and say, “You would like that, wouldn’t you? But I’m afraid things are a little bit more in my favor. You see, for my services, king Darius has given me a ducal title. Since every duke needs a Duchy, I was permitted to have a province of my very own. Chosen from among the newly conquered regions, of course. Can you guess which one I took?”
Siara adjusts her glasses and says with a sigh, “It’s our province, isn’t it?”
“Indeed, dear abbes.” You answer. “Not only that, but I have also taken a liking to this little nunnery of yours. As a matter of fact, I think I’ll turn it into my new home.”
When you announced your intention to stay here, the nuns were shocked. Jennifer looks like she was about to say something, but before she did Siara cut her off.
“This is a home of god!” The abbess replies angrily. “Your very presence is an insult to us.”
You smirk and say, “Tell you what. If your precious god doesn’t want me here, then may he strike me down and send me to hell right now.”
You open your arms and look up waiting for a lightning bolt to get you. While everybody is waiting for you to be struck down, Angelica of all people takes a step back. Does she really believe god would interfere here? But after a few seconds, nothing happens.
“Well now.” You smirk at Siara. “Looks like I’m here to stay.”

As the nuns are **** to accept your continued presence, you walk over to the dinner table and ask them about their treatment so far.
“Your minions have been kind so far.” Siara says begrudgingly. “They have provided us with clean clothes and sustenance. But they are demons and cultists after all. There is no telling when they might give in to their sinful nature and … do unseemly things to us.”
“Ah, that typical religious prejudice.” You sigh as you take a grape from the table. “I guess after having been raised with such propaganda drummed into your head every day you can be excused for believing these falsehoods are true.”
You sit down at the large chair at the head of the table and continue, “In time, you will come to realize that my friends and I are not as bad as you think. As a matter of fact, the food on this table here, has been prepared especially for you. The first residents of this nunnery. So, why not bury the hatchet and see if we can live side by side.” After which you pop the juicy grape in your mouth and eat it.