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Voltron: Monsters & Nympho-Mana Mania	By : GrayNeko Category: -Misc Cartoons > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1201 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It Takes A Village

The village of Pigua was like a kicked anthill as people screamed and ran about in a panic as the Red Sons and the men of the Golden Lions tore through it like a storm of blades. Impressing upon the mercenaries the need to keep casualties to a minimum had taken some doing, but they were resisting their blood-lust in favor of regular lust as they battered the village’s men into submission and rounded up the women they could get their hands on.
“Ah, I love the sounds of mayhem,” Thrust said as he strummed a discordant tune on his lute that matched the atmosphere perfectly. His fingers moved across the strings faster until his music carried over the din of battle and screaming.
Some people stopped to stare at the strange sight and Thrust’s voice joined with his playing in a wordless song. Anyone who still had their sense about them that tried to rush at Thrust found Slab and Kuro waiting to intercept and disable with prejudice.
After a minute of singing and playing, an ethereal glow surrounded Thrust and five men dropped their weapons as they stood entranced.
“Gentlemen, welcome to the Golden Lions’ work force. Let’s play follow the leader!” Thrust cried out, his voice resonating as he played a power chord.
Command cast!
The men shuffled forward, forming a disorderly line behind Thrust as he waved to Kuro and Slab and began to lead the ensorceled group back to the castle. Thrust played as he went, maintaining his grip on their minds. He wasn’t too concerned about being bothered on the way back to the castle; between the party’s efforts and the Red Sons, there was little left to threaten anyone on the road. Which is why he was surprised to see a figure approaching him riding a shabby mule.
He changed his playing to seem like a marching tune as they got closer and the figure resolved itself into a black clad woman. It took him a moment to realize he was looking at a nun of some kind, though he didn’t recognize the religious symbol around her neck. She waved to him as they neared and he nodded when they drew abreast of each other.
“Hale and well met, good sir,” the nun began politely as she looked at Thrust and the men behind him. “I do not believe I have seen you in these parts before. Where might you be heading?”
Deception Check: 21. Success!
“Hello to you too, good lady,” Lance began as he played softly. “I am a member of the…‘adventuring’ group the Golden Lions and I’m escorting these poor, downtrodden villagers to the castle we’re restoring. Their village has come under hard times and we could use the extra hands fixing up the place. What about you, fair maiden? Where are you off to?”
“Adventurers? Praise be! I have been on the road for days seeking folk such as you. The Mother Superior of our order sent me out to find help,” the nun said as she clasped her hands together and raised them towards the sky. “May I accompany you back to this castle to tell you the rest of my story?”
Thrust almost felt bad with how easy this was going, but as the nun moved and shifted he got an idea of what kind of voluptuous figure she was hiding under those robes, and he’d be a fool to let such a ripe prize slip away.
“Of course, of course! Ah but where are my manners, my name is Thrust Longspear, bard at large. What may I call you, dear sister?”
“I am Sister Amellor of the Sisters of the Golden Light, good Bard. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance and surely our Lord intended for us to meet,” Sister Amellor said happily as she guided her mule around to ride alongside Thrust.

***

Private Confession

When the others returned with the rest of the captured villagers, they found Thrust waiting for them almost impatiently.
“Where did you go?” Kuro asked harshly. “You were supposed to return after taking those prisoners.”
“You’re not going to believe this, guys,” Thrust said as he seemed on the verge of breaking into laughter. “I’ve got a nun, in my room, waiting to talk to us about helping her convent. I’m sorry about not coming back but I had to kind of babysit her to keep her from seeing things that might freak her out, like, you know, your pet witch or Slab’s freaking fallen angel. By the way, totally calling dibs on this one as my pet.”
Cass cocked her head to the side, though not in annoyance at Thrust, “I didn’t even know there was a convent in this area. Must be a small one.”
“Regardless, Sumire can make use of an order of virgins,” Kuro said as he rubbed his chin. “They could make excellent succubi after some time in the pits.”
“Or,” Varjah started, running a hand along Kuro’s shoulder to trail across his neck, “we could use them to spread word of the good works of the Golden Lions. Having them proselytize for us would help soften the fools of this land. Let’s decide after we’ve gotten a look at them. But first, let’s talk with the sister in Thrust’s room.”
As they filed into Thrust’s room, Sister Amellor rose from the stool she had been sitting on, clutching her holy symbol nervously.
“Ah, Thrust, I take it these are your companions, the rest of the Golden Lions? It’s so good to meet…you…all…” Amellor rambled before her eyes fell upon Varjah and she trailed off.
“Is there something wrong?” Varjah asked imperiously as she arched an eyebrow at the nun, making Amellor start and drop her gaze.
“I beg your forgiveness, you resemble…someone I know, but that is not what gave me pause,” Amellor said as she continued to duck her head apologetically. “My order sighted a powerful and dangerous dark elf within our lands, but surely since you travel with these noble warriors, you stand in the Light of our Lord. I just wasn’t expecting to see another dark elf, my humblest apologies for my rudeness.”
Varjah chose not to be too insulted considering the information Amellor provided. She stepped closer to the nun, who trembled and tried to avoid staring at Varjah’s ample bosom as it neared her face. Varjah reached out to cup Amellor’s chin in her hand, raising her head and turning it side to side as she inspected the nun closely.
“It seems a pity to waste such a pretty thing in a nunnery. Tell me, do the rest of your order share your beauty?” Varjah asked, gently stroking Amellor’s cheek as she continued to hold her head up.
“W-w-we are all beautiful in the light of our Lord,” Amellor stumbled before gaining some resolve as she finished her holy mantra.
“Hmm, well then, no wonder you’re so scared of danger,” Varjah said, dropping her voice to a whisper as she stepped behind Amellor and pressed her lips to the nun’s ear. “You never know when some strapping raider will come along and abuse you...and your trust.”
Amellor spun to face Varjah, her eyes widening in confusion and fear but the sorceress gave her a push and the nun stumbled backwards, right into Slab’s arms. The barbarian’s massive mitts enveloped Amellor’s chest and he let out a surprised whistle.
“Holy cow! And I mean that! These are some right proper udders on this sow,” Slab hooted before his hands gripped the fabric of her robes and tore the garment asunder.
“Now you know why I called dibs!” Thrust said gleefully as Amellor’s breasts spilled free and she desperately tried to cover herself. “What kind of cruel god would try to cover a divine body like this?!”
“Please, stop this!” Amellor begged as she fell to the floor. “Aren’t you noble heroes?”
“Now who filled your head with that stupid idea?” Kuro said as he began to remove his armor.
The other men were also unencumbering themselves, freeing their cocks as they did. The sight of their erections filled the innocent Amellor with terror, finally spurring her to spring to feet to try to flee.
“Onnon tokir!” Cass shouted and Amellor’s body stiffened as she froze in place.
Hold Person Cast. Success!
“MMmm, yes, let’s put this body of hers through its paces,” Varjah said as she strode up to Amellor and pinched a pale pink nipple.
The men surrounded Amellor at that and moved her paralyzed body as they pleased. Soon, Amellor was being bounced on Thrust’s cock as Slab fucked her tits and her head was bent back for Kuro to fuck her throat.
Cass fluttered close to Varjah as the men ravaged Amellor, grinding her knees together as they filled the room with wet slapping sounds.
“How come they get pets and we don’t?” Cass muttered.
“Oh you know boys and their toys, if we were to get one, they might start to get jealous,” Varjah said as she stepped closer again as the spell’s grip on Amellor faded and the nun began to squeal and struggle. “But I could see us sharing a spare nun of our own.”
“None of that now,” Varjah cooed soothingly as she reached out to stroke Amellor’s blonde hair as Kuro continued to pound her throat. The nun looked at Varjah out of the corner of her eye as tears trickled freely. “This is only scary because this is your first time, soon this will feel amazing and then we can show you so much more. And then you can help us show your sisters.”
Kuro gripped Amellor’s throat as he slowed his thrusts, savoring the feel of her tight throat, “We are here to help, all you need to do is surrender. Then we can help your convent and give them a grand purpose in spreading our word.”
“You can’t deny his cock is worthy of worship,” Varjah whispered as Kuro finally grunted and began pouring seed down Amellor’s throat. The nun moan’s were little more than weak gurgles as Kuro held himself there.
The moment Kuro finally pulled out and she began struggling for air, Slab grunted and began painting her face in a heavy coat of cum. Varjah caught hold of Amellor’s blonde hair to keep her from falling forward as Slab stepped away. Varjah gave the nun’s cum plastered face a slow rapturous lick, savoring the salty coating before depositing it in Amellor’s mouth with a kiss. Amellor whimpered but also returned the kiss timidly.
Thrust was still pumping away beneath her, reveling in the feel of her virgin cunt. He blinked as Amellor began to rock her hips, but not in an attempt to clamber off him.
“I think she’s starting to understand,” Thrust said, sitting up to ease Amellor onto her back with Varjah’s help.
“Only one way to find out,” Varjah said before kneeling over Amellor’s face, presenting the nun with her damp folds. A moment later, Amellor’s tongue began to experimentally prod at Varjah’s pussy. “Lady and gentlemen, I believe we’ve made a breakthrough.”
“Can confirm,” Thrust said before adding after a pause, “Wait, you weren’t talking about her hymen, were you?”
“It’s a good thing you’re so pretty,” Varjah said to Thrust before pulling him into a kiss as she began to grind Amellor’s face.
Thrust didn’t last long after that and moaned into Varjah as he filled Amellor until she was leaking cum steadily around his cock. The thoroughly defiled nun lay in a heap on the floor, barely clinging to consciousness.
Cass, the only one who hadn’t managed to cum, fluttered over Amellor while trying to suppress her sexual frustrations.
“So Sister, ready to take us to your convent?” Cass asked.
“Mm…mmo…mmmooorre,” Amellor begged weakly.
“Tell you what, guys,” Thrust said as he picked Amellor up and tossed her over his shoulder. He spanked her ass, causing a trickle of cum to leak from her pussy as he looked at the others, “I’ll get the location after I’ve made sure she’s had her fill. Cass, want to give me a hand with her?”
“I guess,” Cass muttered, clearly feigning disinterest as a glistening trail could be seen running down her leg. She fluttered after Thrust as they headed for his room.

***

Passion of the Mother

The party stood before a set of heavy double doors, Sister Amellor at their front.
“Remember the plan,” Kuro growled quietly as Amellor reached out to knock heavily.
Amellor turned and bowed deeply to Kuro, “Of course, my lord.”
“Eyes front,” Thrust said quietly as his pointed ears picked up the sound of footsteps approaching.
“Yes, Master,” Amellor said quickly, a flush spreading across her cheeks as she spun and straightened up.
The doors creaked and groaned as they opened, two nuns peering cautiously but brightening up immediately at the sight of Amellor.
“Sister Amellor, you’ve returned!” one cried out happily as the other scanned the rest of the party.
“And it seems you’ve accomplished the task Mother Morlana set you,” the second said, though she looked to Amellor to examine her for any sign of distress.
“Indeed,” Amellor said brightly as she stepped forward. “I was blessed to come across these formidable adventurers out in the countryside. They are eager to speak to the Mother about how they may assist us. Is she available?”
“She should be, but I will go make sure. Please, come in and enjoy the warm hospitality of the convent,” the first nun said to the party before turning and making her way down the corridor.
“Oh I’m very familiar with how welcoming nuns can be,” Thrust said before being discreetly elbowed by Cass as they moved inside.
The second nun still seemed wary of them but Amellor quickly took her by the arm and began telling her of their “heroic deeds” as they walked down the hallway. She was too distracted to see Slab bar the doors and take out wedges of wood to block the doors from opening, inside or out.
They passed other nuns as they went, many of whom began whispering excitedly to each other at the sight of such an unusual party. Eventually, the first nun came upon them at a brisk walk, pausing only long enough to catch her breath.
“The Mother will see you in the clergy room, this way,” she said before turning on her heel and proceeding only a little slower than she had approached.
The party was shown to a room that seemed to be guest quarters and they found a stately figure with her back to them waiting. The other nuns bowed and left, leaving Sister Amellor with the party as they closed the door behind them.
“Mother Morlana, I have returned and brought a group who has kindly offered us their protection,” Amellor said with a curtsy.
“We shall have to see if their protection will be eno-” Mother Morlana began to say as she turned, but the moment her eyes fell upon Varjah, she froze.
The party was equally stunned because Mother Morlana was the spitting image of Varjah, only some years older.
“Varjah?” Morlana whispered as she stumbled back, catching herself on a bed post.
“How do you know my name?” Varjah asked numbly, caught between shock and anger and unable to feel either. “Who are you?”
“You can’t be here!” the Mother suddenly declared as she straightened up. “You must leave at once or else he will surely return!”
No one made any move to leave, though Morlana’s shock seemed aimed entirely at Amellor now as the young nun stood calmly at Thrust’s side.
“Please, tell us what you mean,” Varjah said, her tone softening with confusion and concern as she strode forward, causing Morlana to raise her hands as if to shield herself.
“He swore to leave us be, as long as he had you. That must be why he has returned,” Morlana said, though more to herself as she clutched her hands as if in prayer.
Varjah’s brow arched as she began to discern the Mother’s rambling.
“Are you speaking of my father?” Varjah asked, noticing Morlana’s sharp flinch at the question. “He…‘passed’ some years ago…wait, are you my mother?”
The Mother reeled as if struck, only keeping upright by clinging to the bedpost. Tears fell freely as she shook with silent sobs.
The rest of the party stood in stunned silence as Varjah stepped closer to the Mother and helped her stand upright.
“Many years ago, a Drow raider plagued this area, killing any who opposed him and enslaving those too afraid to fight back. This place fell under his gaze and all the women here would have surely been dragged to the Drow underground cities in chains.”
“I was not Mother Superior then but I desired to protect the convent with all of my being, so I went in search of the High Lord of the Underdark, to plead my case and have him corral that ruffian and bring us peace. He seemed impressed with my foolhardiness and taken by my…youthful beauty.”
“As part of our bargain we were to…enjoy each other's company, until you were born. He believed I would not be able to leave him after knowing each other so intimately, or perhaps that my love for you would keep me by his side, but that was not part of our bargain; and my faith, my duty, called me back to the surface. I never spoke of what happened during my absence until this day,” Morlana finished, tears still falling from her eyes. “It’s strange, I've not felt this strongly about him since the day I left, but perhaps hearing of his death…has made me wonder of another life with the three of us…together.”
Varjah tenderly wiped the tears from the older woman’s eyes before cupping the Mother’s face and leaning in to kiss her. Morlana’s eyes widened with shock and she tried to pull away but Varjah’s grip tightened and her nails dug into the nun’s skin. When Varjah finally pulled back, the older woman’s face contorted in shock and horror.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Varjah said in cheerful admonishment. “You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life and you have no idea how happy it makes me to see you. My father’s tales of you give you no justice.”
“Th-aank y-you, my ch-chil-no, my daughter…?” Morlana said, clearly still struggling with this turn of events.
“Now, it seems there is some dark elf troubling your order?” Varjah asked as she rubbed Morlana’s arms.
Morlana glanced down at Varjah’s hands and then to the placid expression on Amellor’s face before finding her voice.
“Yes, there has been a male dark elf seen in this region. At first I feared it was your father’s raiders returned, despite his promise, but if he is dead, then his promise to leave our lands alone is also gone. We know he is not alone but we do not know how many are with him,” Morlana explained, her calm returning a little as she focused on the problem at hand.
“Hmm, a mystery for sure and one we will look into. Beyond that, I do have some good news and bad news for your order. The good news, we are here to grant you our protection. The bad news, you may not like what we ask for in exchange for our protection. Or you might, that kiss wasn’t entirely…reluctant.”
Morlana’s lips began to purse with a question but it died on her tongue as she gasped at Varjah’s hand cupping her mound through her habit.
“I feel the rest of the sisters here shall share your excitement, after we have brought your order to heel,” Varjah said as she pressed herself against Morlana and carried them both down onto the bed.
“Varjah!” Morlana gasped, as if everything that had happened before this moment had merely been a fever dream. “We can’t! We mustn’t!”
“Oh but we shall,” Varjah said excitedly as she rubbed her mother’s mound, feeling it growing damp through her frock. “A woman as beautiful as you should never have to deny yourself pleasure, that is what my goddess has taught me.”
The others closed in, the men freeing their cocks as Varjah turned her mother to face them. Morlana recoiled but Varjah held her in place and wrapped her arms around her mother, her hands seeking her mother’s heavy breasts. Morlana’s gasp turned into a gurgle as Kuro tore her veil off before grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her mouth onto his cock.
“You act as if you are a stranger to this, but you laid with my father to have me, And we both know how depraved Dark Elves can be,” Varjah whispered into her ear. “It must have been agony pretending to not know the hungers of the flesh for all these years after such an enticing experience.”
Morlana’s tears sprang anew as Shiro fucked her face while Slab ripped her dress open to reveal a body whose matronly curves made it even more voluptuous than Varjah’s. Slab reached between her legs and tore her panties free as well, making Morlana squeal around Kuro’s cock.
Varjah rewarded Slab by grabbing his cock and guiding it to her lips. She sucked Slab’s cock like she was trying to impress Morlana with her oral skills, working her tongue over his glans every time she pulled back.
Perhaps it was the Varjah’s impressive ability or the thought of the buffet of flesh they were about to enjoy, but after only a short time Slab groaned and buried his cock down Varjah’s throat as he came. Varjah moaned heartily as she gulped down his impressive load, sighing and smacking her lips as she pulled back.
“Mmmm, delicious. Oh, Mother, you look so beautiful with that cock in your mouth. Are you ready for Kuro’s compensation?”
Morlana tried to grunt in protest but a spasm tore through her as a tongue played over her pussy. Varjah looked down to see Amellor on her hands and knees between Morlana’s legs, eagerly lapping at her Mother Superior’s drenched pussy.
The young nun looked up with raw devotion in her eyes, “Mother Morlana, they have such pleasures to show us all. We should be thankful for their gifts.”
Amellor moaned and returned to eating out Morlana as she was rocked by Thrust, who knelt behind her and was casually pushing into her willing pussy.
Cass was not going to be left out this time and flew up to mount Thrust’s face, gripping his hair tightly as she wrapped her legs around his neck.
Morlana was aghast at the debauchery performed on and around her, but at the same time the pleasure welling up inside her could not be denied. She had thought her carnal hungers had been forcibly buried long ago after she had sacrificed her purity for the sake of her faith.
Those hungers burned bright within her now, brighter than even her faith and as Kuro finally came, it felt like his cum drowned the light of her Lord within her. She gasped and coughed as his cock came free of her throat and then she trembled and moaned as she climaxed, spraying Amellor as her legs clenched around the younger woman.
“Now who wants the honor of plunging themselves within the Mother’s Superior womb?” Varjah asked as her mother trembled in her arms.
“I think I could go again,” Slab said as he stepped forward.
“Oh Light above, no!” Morlana cried out as she saw Slab’s turgid pole swinging between his legs. “He’ll split me in two!”
Varjah stroked her mother’s cheek reassuringly, “Do not worry, Mother, you get used to it. Not that I’d know as I haven’t slept with him yet, but his fallen angel pet seems to enjoy it.”
Morlana whimpered as Varjah eased her onto her back and Slab pulled Amellor off the Mother Superior.
“You need to train your pet better, Thrust,” Slab grumbled as the young nun seemed resentful at being denied Morlana’s pussy.
Thrust grunted indignantly against Cass’s pussy but he couldn’t dislodge the fairy to argue with Slab.
As Slab pressed the fat tip of his cock against Morlana’s folds, Varjah mounted her mother’s face, where she could still see her mother’s crystal blue eyes, muffling her mother’s cries as Slab split her open. Varjah reached down to grip her mother’s hair with one hand while the other fondled her mother’s heaving tit.
“Oh Mother, I’m so happy to have found you! We have to make up for so much time apart, but I assure you this is only the beginning of our bonding,” Varjah moaned as she rode her mother’s mouth.
It wasn’t long before Morlana was moaning wantonly and licking at her daughter’s pussy willingly as the Half-Orc slammed his barbaric pussy wrecker into her over and over. Slab grunted as Morlana’s pussy clenched around his cock, she wasn’t as tight as Shalera but the way her walls milked his length was quickly bringing him to his climax again.
“Are you close, Slab?” Varjah asked as she panted. “Fill her full of your seed! I want it leaking down her legs as she speaks to the rest of her order! I want her stomach swollen with child! Give me a little brother, Slab!”
“Oh fuck!” Slab groaned as he threw himself forward, impaling Morlana on his cock and battering down the entrance to her womb.
Morlana screamed into Varjah as she came like she never had before and kept cumming as Slab’s hot jizz poured into her womb.
Varjah dismounted Morlana’s face and knelt over her mother, peppering her with kisses and reveling in her own flavor on her mother’s lips.
“Are you ready to deliver the rest of your order to the heights of pleasure?” Varjah asked softly.
“Yes…my daughter…anything…for you,” Morlana said weakly before shuddering as Slab’s cock finally came free of her pussy.
“Let’s get her cleaned up and presentable then,” Kuro said from the chair he’d been watching from. “It’s time this place learned who their true lords are.”

***

Unholy Mass Communion

The nuns looked about in confusion as they filed into the chapel hall of the convent. It was definitely a surprise to hear the bell ring mid-day, which was normally reserved for summoning them for sermons. Even more surprising were the figures standing in front of the pedestal holding the basin in which burned the Golden Light of their Lord. Word had spread like wildfire of the adventurers who had come to see the Mother Superior but no one expected that the Mother would have them speak to the whole convent. They were so caught up in whispering to each other they failed to notice Amellor shutting the double doors of the chapel hall after the last nun had joined them.
Silence fell over them as the Mother Superior stepped forward, though those in the first few rows of pews noticed that she seemed strangely flushed.
“Sisters, I have good news. Our prayers have been answered. These adventurers have agreed to offer us their protection. However, in exchange, they wish to speak to us all so I will now let them present their terms,” Morlana said, causing a wave of murmurs to spread through the gathered nuns.
“The Mother Superior is correct,” Kuro began as he stepped forward. “We have come to offer you the protection of the Golden Lions, but we do not ask for coin in return, at least not directly. Instead, you will serve us-”
The nun’s gasps were a dull roar of outrage and confusion, especially as Morlana stood by Kuro with her head bowed and her hands clasped together tightly.
Kuro continued unconcernedly, “-and spread our word to the masses. We are masters of this place now.”
As he said that Slab put his foot against the basin containing the fire that represented the Golden Light and heaved the whole thing over. Screams of horror and anger filled the hall as nuns leapt to their feet.
“SILENCE!” Kuro roared, his eyes flaring red.
Intimidation Check: 19. Success!
The nuns froze in shock and Kuro made a curt motion to Morlana, who started and blushed but quickly knelt before him. The nuns looked on in utter terror as their Mother Superior worked his cock free and took him in her mouth, quickly working him to an erection.
“Take this as proof we are in charge now, and submit!” Kuro shouted as he put one hand on Morlana’s head and shoved her head all the way down on his cock. She gagged and sputtered but didn’t resist in the slightest. Many nuns were still too stunned to do anything but others were snapped out of their trance at Morlana’s choking noises and began to run for the doors at the back of the hall.
“No you don’t,” Cass said from where she hovered by the others and disappeared in a flash, only to reappear before the group of nuns right before they reached the doors.
The nuns skidded to a stop but one desperate woman, slightly taller than the others, pushed her way to the front and looked at the rest in disbelief.
“What are you doing?! She’s barely knee high and you’re going to let her stop you? Begone, you filthy little insect,” she snarled as she reached out to shove Cass aside.
“Insect?!” Cass growled before raising her hands as the woman’s hand landed on her shoulder. “Wulda Skleg!”
Arms of Hard’On Cast!
Tendrils lept from holes of pure darkness that sprang in front of Cass, seizing first the nun who had grabbed Cass and then the others. They all shrieked as the tentacles snaked under their habits before swelling in size, shredding their clothing. Cass took particular pleasure in directing a tentacle down the throat of the tall nun, watching her clutch at her invaded throat with one hand.
Elsewhere, nuns had either frozen completely in shock or huddled in corners or beneath pews as Slab and Thrust waded amongst them, taking great pleasure in ripping their habits off.
“You will earn the right to wear clothes again when you have proven your loyalty to us,” Kuro said over the screams and crying as Varjah knelt beside her mother and pumped her head back and forth on Kuro’s cock. “Any who resist will suffer a fate worse than death.”
“Please, sisters,” Amellor cried out from where she stood by the doors, “do not fight them! They will shower us with pleasures and riches until this place is as heaven itself!”
“Sinful whore traitor!” A nun screamed as she rushed Amellor.
“You know, I try to avoid making nun jokes, but it’s a farce of habit!” Thrust called out as he strummed his lute.
Hideous Laughter cast. Success!
The nun charged Amellor stumbled and fell as her face twisted with a rictus smile and wild, uncontrollable laughter burst out of her. She lay on the floor, writhing as she continued to madly howl with laughter.
Thrust walked over her mirth-wracked body as he approached Amellor, “She OUR sinful whore traitor, thank you very much.”
Amellor looked at Thrust adoringly, “Aww, how sweet! Thank you, Master!”
Thrust flashed her a smile before turning his attention to Cass as she approached on the back of a nun she was making crawl on all fours, holding the woman’s long blonde hair like reins.
“This one still has plenty of attitude,” Cass said as she gave the nun’s hair a sharp tug. “Do me a favor and fuck it out of her!”
“My pleasure,” Thrust as Cass handed the woman’s hair to him and he yanked her up to a kneeling position. Her mouth opened in a silent cry of pain and Thrust wasted no time planting his hardened cock against her face. Her eyes shot open and she glared up at Thrust, which just made him tighten his grip on her hair.
“The Lord will smite you disgusting sinners,” she spat.
“Cass is right, you look like you’re going to take a couple of sessions to break properly. Never fear, we’re very diligent in molding our whores,” Thrust said as he brought his other hand to the back of her head as she tried to reply with a barb of her own and slammed his cock down her throat as she squealed in muffled fury.
Thrust ignored her noises as he began pulling her head and forcing her lips and down his length, making her trade her squeals for yelps and gags each time his cock plunged into her throat.
Cass watched, trapped somewhere between pleased and jealous, when a hand tapped her shoulder. She turned to find Amellor standing beside her with a similar ambivalent expression on her face.
“Mistress, may I please you while we wait for Master to be done with her?” Amellor asked, her hands bunching up the fabric of her habit as she pressed her knees together.
“Sure, why the fuck not? Come over here,” Cass said as she directed Amellor to an abandoned pew. Cass directed Amellor to lay down on the pew and she mounted the nun’s face, that way she could keep an eye on the door in case any of the others worked up the courage to make a run for it again.
Thrust didn’t often go down on her so the nun’s tongue invading her pussy was a welcome treat. It didn’t hurt that Amellor was a fast learner and after eating out Varjah and Morlana, had either developed a knack for pussy eating, or perhaps Amellor’s life before the convent was more colorful than Cass initially thought. Regardless, Cass quickly found herself rocking her hips and panting as she clung to the back of the pew as Amellor lapped eagerly at her folds.
Elsewhere, Slab had finished stripping the last of the nuns and had set his sights to finding several to sate the rock hard erection he was sporting. He carried one under each arm before finding a third with the fattest ass amongst them. He callously set about stacking them one atop the other until he had a small “tower of booty” presented to him.
“Bon appetit!” Slab said to himself as he pressed his fat cockhead into the woman on the bottom. She squealed at being spread open so wide but Slab pressed forward heedless of her cries. He sank his fingers into the meaty buns of the woman on top, spreading her cheeks to give him a good view of her pussy before ducking his head to give it a lick.
“Please! Have mercy!” The woman trapped in the middle begged as she began to panic and squirm at the cries of the other two. In response, Slab’s hand came down on her ass with a mighty spank that left her weeping with a red imprint of his palm on her buttcheek.
Slab continuously switched from one woman to another, giving them each a hard and fast pounding before pulling out so suddenly the women couldn’t help crying out in shock. He liked that little cry because he knew it made the other two tense up with fear that they might be next and when he crammed his dick in their terrified cunts, that tension felt amazing.
“No more!” One of them wept, Slab wasn’t sure which, their cries had sort of all blended together at this point.
“If you insist,” Slab said with a grunt and slammed his cock in to the base of the pussy he was currently fucking. The woman moaned as he began to cum but Slab only shot out a few bursts before pulling out and jamming his cock in a different pussy. He growled as he tried not to lose focus while he pumped several loads into that tight tunnel before pulling out once more and slamming into the last woman’s cunt. As he finished cumming, he grunted and sighed before folding his arms on the top woman’s ass and resting his head on his arms.
“Not bad, give me a minute and we’ll go again,” Slab said, smirking as the women sobbed seemingly as one.
At the front of the hall, women lay sprawled on the ground, cum leaking from their mouths and pussies. Kuro panted from exertion but his cock stood erect, almost angrily so. Morlana guided another weeping nun to him and pushed the woman down to her knees before kneeling beside her.
“Show your new Lord your devotion and be rewarded,” Morlana said as she trailed kisses along the terrified woman’s neck while her hand traveled down the nun’s body to find her pussy. She slowly rubbed the nun’s folds until they were damp enough for her to slip her fingers inside.
The woman gasped and shuddered at the taboo touch of her Mother Superior before her attention was brought back to Kuro as he stroked her face with the back of his hand almost tenderly.
“Forsake all that you knew and embrace me,” Kuro said as his other hand guided his helmet to her lips. The woman’s trembling ceased as her lips parted and she allowed Kuro to press forward.
Morlana cooed encouragingly beside as Kuro took his time working his cock deeper and deeper. The nun found herself moaning around his length as Morlana continued to finger her, slowly working in more fingers until only her thumb remained to rub at the nun’s clit.
“With my seed, you will be reborn to a new purpose,” Kuro said as her lips finally came to rest against the base of his cock. The nun looked up at him as her throat massaged his cock and Kuro stroked her face with his thumb approvingly before tightening his grip and pulling back to being thrusting in short, rapid bursts.
“Glk, ghk, grk,” the woman gagged as his pace continued to increase. Morlana’s fingering sped up too and as she brought the nun to climax, Kuro poured his cum down her throat.
Morlana pulled away as Kuro held himself in the woman’s throat until she seemed on the verge of passing out. Only then did he pull back, letting her fall forward in a coughing fit as a remnant of cum trickled past her lips.
Despite having just cum, Kuro’s cock remained stiff and he wasted no time picking the nun up and forcing her into full-nelson position. Morlana crawled forward and guided his cock to the nun’s dripping entrance and even held her tongue against his shaft as he pushed into the woman’s pussy.
“Mother, come away from there,” Varjah called out to Morlana from where she sat on the first pew as a nun knelt between her legs.
Morlana turned and crawled on hands and knees to Varjah, joining the nun between her daughter’s legs. Varjah ran her fingers through both women’s hair as they ate her out with the occasional kiss between themselves.
“Isn’t this a much better use for women such as you?” Varjah cooed as Morlana latched onto her clit and worked her tongue masterfully over it. “Soon, the rest of your sisters will come to enjoy it as much as you do.”
The other nun eventually fell away from exhaustion and Varjah guided Morlana up onto the pew while she rose to her feet. She closed her eyes in concentration and when they opened, they were black voids. That inky blackness poured from her eyes like a billowing fog, coalescing into a vaguely humanoid form with two vibrant sapphire pinpricks for eyes. It moved towards Morlana, caressing her even as she drew back.
“Do not be afraid, Mother,” Varjah said as darkness continued to pour from her eyes. “He is my gift to you. A new…husband to watch over you and the women of our convent. Now all you need to do is embrace him.”
Morlana swallowed nervously, especially as she finally caught sight of the umbral erection the shade sported, but she stopped trying to pull away and spread her trembling legs. The spectre lowered its towering erection to her dripping slit and Morlana gasped as it pushed into her, filling her with a chilling cold that did not dampen the lustful heat that had been reignited in her.
Varjah wavered as the last bit of shadow-stuff left her, but remained on her feet. Summoning that entity took a lot out of her and binding it to the convent, even more so, but the effort was worth it as she watched her mother squirm and writhe beneath it. It was slowly enveloping her, filling all her holes with its loving phantasmal essence. The added benefit of having the creature fuck her mother was that it would guarantee no seed flourished in her or any of the nuns, the Golden Lions didn’t need the burden of so many pregnant women.
Varjah continued to admire her work as her mother was slowly lifted off the pew until she was getting fucked while suspended in the air for all the other nuns to see. If their spirits hadn’t broken yet, they certainly would at the blasphemous display from their Mother Superior.
Varjah was about to turn to Kuro and exult in her deed when a calloused hand gripped her shoulder and bent her forward.
“Wha-?” Varjah began to cry out before gasping as a cock rammed past her damp folds. She tried to look back but the hand shifted to grab a tight fistful of her silvery hair and wrenched her head back, forcing her to stare at her assailant.
“I’ve run out of nuns. Hope you don’t mind,” Kuro said with a dark chuckle as he began to thrust savagely.
Varjah grunted as he battered at the entrance to her womb with each thrust. It was almost agonzing, going so hard so quickly, but Kuro was heedless of any discomfort he might be causing. Varjah’s eyes turned from Kuro’s cruel smirk to her mother floating above everyone. There was still a faint connection between her and the umbral creature and she could feel it approaching something akin to an orgasm as it fed on her mother’s holy quintessence. The duality of pleasures welling up inside Varjah had her teetering on the brink of climaxing, and the sudden explosion of heat in her core as Kuro came pushed her over the edge.
Varjah’s moans reached a fevered pitch before she cried out, “Yoou, ah! Are a right bastard Kuro Gade! You and your horrible, awful, terribly thick cock!”
Kuro sneered down at her. “You can drop the act for your mother. We both know how much you love being treated like the Dark Elf whore you are. Now scream for me and for your mother! Show her what you’ve learned on the surface!”
Morlana bucked in the air as the spectre brought her to a place where pain and pleasure were one and the same. “This sensation! Is unlike anything I've ever, AH! Had before…I must…I must…Have more! Give me….give me all you’ve fucking got you filthy spawn of the pit!”
The cries of Varjah and Morlana were like a debauched choir, beautiful as it was sinful. The shade lowered Morlana to the pew once more before it floated off to feed on the other nuns. Kuro held Varjah in place as he continued to pump her with cum and from her vantage point she could see a mark just above her mother’s mound that hadn’t been there before.
Morlana noticed it as well and traced her fingers along the intricate line work that resembled a heart shaped stopper for a perfume bottle inlaid with a stylized depiction of a womb, complete with ovaries.
“A…gift…from your…new husband,” Varjah panted before collapsing to her knees as Kuro finally let go of her.
“Enenra.” Morlana’s confusion was apparent even as the word left her lips and she looked to Varjah, “How do I know that name?”
Varjah crawled to her mother, resting her head on Morlana’s inner thigh. “You two are bound to one another. It is a soul-bond so as you know of him, he shall know of you.”
Varjah’s expression darkened for a moment, “But do not forget that he serves me, just in case you should ever think to use the bond to be free of the Golden Lions.”
“Why would I ever want to be free of such thrilling debasement? This House shall serve the Golden Lions in any way they wish,” Morlana said as she guided Varjah up and kissed her deeply, moaning softly as her daughter’s fingers found their way to her tender pussy.
“Then from this day on, we shall put your new skills to excellent use as whores,” Kuro proclaimed loudly to the room at large. “This is no longer a house of God, but a house of Gold!” Kuro boasted. “Henceforth, you are no longer the Sisters of the Golden Light, but the Courtesans of the Golden Lions! The coin you bring in will serve us well and any but us who raise a hand to you, will find that hand cut off!”
As Kuro finished speaking, Amellor and Morlana reached him on their hands and knees. They looked up at him adoringly and spoke intermittently as they took turns kissing and licking his cock.
“Thank you, Master Kuro, for your protection,” Amellor began before she nuzzled her face against the base of his cock.
“I will personally see that all of the sisters come to appreciate what you do for us,” Morlana huskily whispered between kisses along his shaft that ended at the tip. She moaned wantonly as she took his glans in her mouth, swirling her tongue sensually around it.
Kuro drank in the sight of the two of them before sweeping his gaze over the hall. Many of the sisters truly had surrendered to the pleasures of the flesh and were actively participating in the orgy it had devolved into. Kuro felt almost as much pleasure from the sense of victory welling up inside him as he did from the two women worshiping his cock. Yet despite this major accomplishment, Kuro found he still desired more!

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Notes
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Cast:
Romelle as Amellor
Melenor as Morlana
This work was made in collaboration with MrSwindle94 - https://twitter.com/MrSwindle94?s=20&t=g-aZ0ecX70kvzyTWS0Linw
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