Mother Superior's new mission.

“OHHHHHHH!!!! SATAN BE PRAISED!!” Naomi screamed with carnal ecstasy into the cavernous darkness of her former church. Her flawless, gorgeous, enhanced, ebony body orgasmed for what felt like the hundredth time as Mark's forked, Demonic tongue probed the deepest parts of her quivering pussy. “YES! YESS! YESSSSS! THANK YOU MASTER! THANK YOU! AHHHHH! I'M CUMMMMMMMMINGG!!!”

Naomi could barely think straight, let alone remember her past life as an tiring old nun in a dusty, forgotten church. However, as the Grey-skinned, muscled-bodied demon flexed his tongue inside her body once again, the former Mother-Superior knew for certain that all of the previous joys in her life, her devotion to the divine God and sacred vows she made in service to her former Order, paled into utter insignificance to the sensual, flesh-tingling euphoria she was experiencing now.

Looking downwards, she marveled at the shapeliness of her new, exquisite body. The deep, dark-chocolate color of her perfectly smooth skin, the size and weight of her heaving, pert, melon-sized breasts, the taut flatness of her muscled stomach, the curves and allure of her hips and thighs, Naomi loved every inch and element of her gorgeous, mystically-enhanced form.

She reveled in the gleeful certainty that she was now far sexier than all of the women she had once jealously envied for their bodies and looks. She dimly remembered that she had once felt such pride was a weakness and distraction. Now all Naomi could think about were; the new levels of euphoria her yearning flesh had never before experienced, the powerful blasts of orgasmic ecstasy currently and constantly ripping through her, the new sensations she knew her gloriously, enhanced body could yet experience, and all of the gifts of utter sexual gratification her new, powerful, Demonic master would grant her.

Naomi had gleefully unleashed all of her lustful desires and utterly succumbed to a willful and rapturous service of her new Lord's desires. Anything, to ensure such incredible, sexual rewards would forever remain a constant, pleasure-filled presence within her yearning body, and forever the driving-purpose of her life and soul.

“AHHHHHH!!! YEEESSSSSS!!!” she screamed in absolute satisfaction once again, as yet another, incredible, impossibly-powerful, orgasm tore through her. Looking beyond the haze of pleasure that misted her vision, she stared with utter lust-filled thanks and devotion, into the burning, demonic eyes of her new Master.

Her legs draped over his shoulders, her ankles locked together behind his back, the fingers of her hands barely managing to wrap around the girth of his rough, angular horns, her pussy a cum-soaked mess atop his mouth, Naomi's body writhed and squirmed with pleasure, held securely aloft 10 feet above the ground by Mark's powerful, strong hands.

“F-f-fuck me Master! OHH! I can feel your tongue in my womb!!! AHHHHHHH!!!” Naomi screamed again, in utter, devoted, carnal bliss. "Pleassssssssse Master! AHHHHHHHHH!!! MOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!