Princess to Pleasure Slave 25: Insidious Imp Edition

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by Amanda Clover


  The girls in the other baths tittered at Brookwen's humiliation. The plump sister covered up with her towel and slinked away. Clarya grinned at Ioana and left her to dry off and dress in her slips for the night.

  It was soon lights out and the sisters were sent to their quarters for their final prayers of the day before snuffing out their candles. Ioana did not even bother with her prayer. She climbed into her bed and began stroking her pussy, her body almost trembling with desire at the thought of what was to come. Rasoot watched her from the wardrobe, his eyes glowing with faint violet energy. She pulled her slips down slightly, revealing her lightly sunburned breasts and her hard nipples.

  She was fucking herself with her fingers when the knock came to her door. Her heart beat wildly in her chest as she went to the door and let Clarya inside. Their plan had been to simple cuddle together nude in the bed and wait for Agatha to arrive. That was not enough for Ioana's powerful desire. She kissed Clarya hungrily and pulled Clarya's wimple off her red hair. The two women fumbled at undressing one another, but by the time they made it to Ioana's bed they were both fully naked except for their shin stockings.

  They fell onto the bed, giggling softly as they pressed their bodies together. Ioana thrust her thigh against the soft warmth of Clarya's quim. She nuzzled at Clarya's neck and moaned softly as she kissed Clarya's shoulder.

  "Oh, Ioana," gasped Clarya and she thrust her pussy against Ioana's thigh. The heat radiated from her aroused sex. She embraced Ioana and kissed her shoulder as the dark-haired princess moved lower. Ioana had never touched breasts besides her own. Clarya's seemed even larger than those and Ioana could not resist squeezing them together and kissing them all over their soft peaks. Clarya's nipples were a very light pink color and slightly domed at the areolas. Ioana kissed those as well and ran her tongue around the stiff buds of Clarya's nipples. She sucked softly and then harder, eliciting a cry from Clarya.

  "Did I hurt you?" Ioana asked with concern.

  "No, keep sucking," moaned Clarya, pulling Ioana back to her breasts.

  Iona lifted her round bottom in the air behind her, swaying from side-to-side with excitement as she sucked at Clarya's breasts and stroked her fingers between Clarya's thighs. The hot, slick groove of Clarya's pussy opened easily beneath Ioana's fingers. The dark-haired sister thrust two digits and then three into the tight, hot channel of Clarya's cunt. She began to kiss lower, wondering if Clarya would taste as exciting as Sister Superior Agatha.

  Ioana's kiss had nearly traveled to Clarya's steamy mound when the door was suddenly pushed open. Agatha entered the room, her words dying on her lips and her eyes widening in astonishment.

  "Sister Ioana and Sister Clarya! What is the meaning of this?" Agatha hissed as her brow furrowed with anger.

  "Oh, Sister Superior," moaned Clarya, sitting up on the bed, "Ioana told me all about her punishments. I need to be punished as well."

  "Yes," moaned Ioana and they both crawled to the edge of the bed to kneel facing Sister Superior Agatha. "We both want to pleasure you, Sister Superior. We are both such naughty girls."

  "Well..." The anger faded from Sister Superior Agatha's face as she realized what sort of bounty was being offered to her. She smiled for a moment before her stern expression returned. "I suppose you are both very naughty. I will need to punish you quite severely. And I demand a great deal of pleasure."

  "Oh, yes, Sister Superior," both girls cooed, clinging to each other as they looked up in adoration at the stern nun.

  "Turn around," snapped Agatha. "I have not brought paddle with me, but I will redden your naughty bottoms with my hands."

  Ioana and Clarya not only turned around to show their bottoms to Agatha, they lowered their heads to the bed and wantonly offered their plump cheeks up for punishment. Agatha smacked them each and left her hands there, gently squeezing and stroking their buttocks with her touch.

  TH-THWACK! A double blow fell upon their asses. TH-THWACK! Another, causing both girls to moan and wiggle their hips as their bottoms began to turn red. Agatha spanked them again and again, the small chamber crackling with each impact of her flattened hands on their soft bottoms. Ioana whimpered, her cheeks hot and throbbing from being punished. Clarya seemed to be enjoying it even more, moaning and pushing back, lewdly rolling her hips to offer Agatha a view of her glistening pussy as well.

  Agatha caressed their bottoms and ran her hands lower, to cup each other pussies and squeeze. Both girls moaned and lifted up their heads as the stern Sister Superior massaged their steamy pussies.

  "You two naughty girls are enjoying this too much," declared Agatha. She rubbed her left thumb against Ioana's clit and her right thumb against Clarya's. The young sisters cried with pleasure. Agatha withdrew her thumbs and clucked with disappointment. "Enough spanking and rubbing. You two sinful girls must pay me for your forgiveness."

  Ioana and Clarya sat upon the edge of the bed as Agatha undressed by the light of a single candle. Ioana was surprised to see that beneath her habit, Agatha wore silk stockings, garters, and black silk panties. Sister Superior Agatha lifted her habit off completely and took off her wimple and slips. Her breasts were cradled by a black lace bra that did not quite cover her wide areolas. She was pale and a bit pudgy in the hips and thighs, but the lingerie offset this imperfection and made her seem radiant to Ioana. Agatha let down her chestnut hair from its tight bun and Ioana actually gasped as the reddish-brown hair unfurled upon Agatha's pale shoulders.

  "You're beautiful, Sister Superior," said Agatha.

  "Oh, yes," cooed Clarya, sliding off the bed onto her knees. "How may we serve you, Sister Superior?"

  "Come to me, girls," said Agatha, spreading her arms wide.

  She embraced them both, one in each arm, and she kissed them in turn. Her kisses were slow, hot, and stoked Ioana's desire even further. Agatha unbuckled her bra and exposed her pale breasts with their wide, dark areolas and thick, womanly nipples. These creamy mounds sagged slightly with Agatha's age, but they were still ample and lovely to Ioana's judgment.

  "Suck them," hissed Agatha, cradling their heads to her soft breasts.

  Ioana began to eagerly suck at Agatha's breast. She kissed and licked and buried her face in the Sister Superior's warmth. Beside her, Clarya was more delicate, more intentional, swirling her tongue nimbly around Agatha's plump nipple before taking it lightly into her mouth and sucking. Agatha held both girls tightly against her breasts, moaning softly as they pleasured her with their softly sucking mouths.

  "Take down my underwear," said Agatha and she guided their hands to her hips. They pulled her panties down, revealing her glistening, furry mound and the full softness of her pale thighs. Agatha brushed past them and climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees. She posed with her back arched, her plump bottom raised, and her heavy breasts dangling against the bed beneath her. She reached back and caressed her own ass and looked from Clarya to Ioana. "Well, come here girls, it is time to show me how faithful you are. Time to pleasure the mother."

  "Ohhh," whimpered Ioana as she crawled excitedly to the bed. Clarya crawled beside her. Both girls knew that Agatha's position unwittingly faced her plump ass, clenched asshole, and furry cunt towards the wardrobe where Rasoot was hiding. Ioana and Clarya exchanged a glance before they fell upon the Sister Superior with their full attention.

  Both girls massaged Agatha's shoulders, back, down to her buttocks. Ioana moved behind her, admiring Agatha's plump backside as she caressed and kissed the older woman's buttocks. Ioana's lips and flicking tongue moved to Agatha's furry cunt. The Sister Superior reached back and pulled Ioana against her pussy. Ioana's licked and sucked at Agatha's folds, lost for long moments in the pleasure of exploring the older woman's sex with her tongue. Agatha held Ioana tightly and hissed, "Lick me as well, Clarya. Let me feel your tongue on my ass."

  "Oh, yes, Sister Superior," moaned the redheaded nun as she joined Ioana at Agatha's plump bottom. Ioana continued to lick and probe at Agatha's pussy and wa
tched the older woman's asshole clench. Clarya's rested her face against Agatha's left buttock and spread Agatha's cheeks wider. Her long, pink tongue slithered into Agatha's crack and began to swirl and lap against Agatha's pink pucker.

  "Ohhh, that's good," moaned Agatha, at last releasing Ioana's head to brace both hands against the headboard. "Fuck me with your tongues, you naughty girls. Fuck me with them both!"

  They obeyed, thrusting deep into Agatha's pussy and ass and working their tongues in and out. Ioana drank the sweet juice that flowed from Agatha's pussy. She was driven to even greater excitement by the sight of Clarya burying her pink tongue deep into Agatha's ass. The two girls soon had Agatha panting. She arched sharply and cried out with an intense orgasm. Ioana felt it in Agatha's clutching pussy, squeezing rhythmically against her tongue.

  Agatha collapsed onto her face on the bed, her ass still raised and both holes glistening. Ioana and Clarya exchanged another glance and moved back from the bed.

  "Give me a moment to recover," moaned Agatha. "I am not finished with you two-- AHHH!"

  Rasoot hopped onto the bed behind Agatha, his hard cock sticking out at her like a weapon. The Sister Superior was just able to lift up her head before Rasoot grabbed her plump bottom with both little clawed hands. He thrust his cock into her soaking cunt to the hilt. She cried out as she was violated by the manhood of a demon and tried to push away from him. Before she could, his tail lashed forward and stung her right buttock.

  "AH!" Agatha cried in shock. "Blasphemy! You girls... are... going to be flogged... ooooh... OHhhhh! Oh, yes, oh that feels so good."

  Whatever venom was in the imp's tail began to transform the stern Sister Superior into a cock-hungry harlot. She began to roll her hips and push back against Rasoot's steely cock. The two young sisters moved back to the bed and Agatha eagerly kissed Ioana as Clarya reached back to play with Agatha's asshole.

  "Ohhhh this one is tight," moaned Rasoot. "She is a virgin too."

  "Mmmmm, yessss," cried Agatha against Ioana's lips. "Fuck me! I need it! I've been craving it all these years!"

  Rasoot furiously thrust his hips, smacking against Agatha's plump ass with each stroke as he drove his cock to the hilt into her pussy. Clarya squeezed and stroked Agatha's buttocks and toyed with Agatha's asshole as she was fucked. The extra attention seemed to drive the Sister Superior over the edge and she threw back her head and wailed with pleasure, bouncing her round ass so hard against Rasoot that the little demon had to cling to her to keep from being knocked off the bed.

  "Ohhhh my seed!" The little demon cried. "I will give it to you! I will fill your womb!"

  "Yes, yes," cried Agatha, panting with pleasure and jerking her hips. "Yes, I need it! Seed me with your devil spawn! Breed me with your hot demon cum!"

  Such words coming from the Sister Superior shocked Ioana, but the young sister cried out with joy at the sheer filthiness of the pleading.

  "Filllll meeee!" Agatha cried, pushing back against Rasoot. "Fill me with your seed!"

  "Ahhhh! I cannot stand it!" Rasoot squawked with pleasure, thrusting furiously and then stopping, thrusting again, stopping again, thrusting and stopping. It was clear by the glassy look in Agatha's eyes that the demon was pumping her full of his cum. She finally slipped forward and collapsed onto her face on the bed. Rasoot's still-hard cock slipped out of her wet cunt with a lewd slurp and he stood on the bed, panting and grinning from ear to pointed ear.

  The strong musk of his seed was thick in the air and made Ioana's heart beat a little faster. She looked at Agatha and was not at all surprised to see a trickle of white seed drooling from the Sister Superior's swollen cuntlips. She was a bit surprised, however, to feel a surge of jealousy. Why did Agatha get to fuck Rasoot? Why did she get his seed?

  "Fuck me next," cried Clarya, beating Ioana to the request.

  "I wanted him to fuck me," pouted Ioana.

  "Mistress, I have plenty of seed for both of you," said Rasoot. "I promise, I will give you both all the cum you need."

  Ioana and Clarya compromised and offered up their asses almost as they had when Agatha was punishing them. Agatha reminded on the bed, panting and watching with her eyes glassy and a dreamy smile on her face. Rasoot thrust into Ioana first and his heard cock sent a jolt of pleasure through Ioana's body.

  "Ohhhh, Rasoot," she cried, arching her back to offer her pussy up even better to him.

  "Mistress, your pussy is so tight, so warm!" He thrust furiously into her slippery quim, driving her to the brink of an orgasm before pulling out and moving to Clarya's creamy bottom. The little demon grabbed her cheeks and thrust forcefully into Clarya's red-bearded cunt. The redheaded nun moaned low and deep with pleasure. "Ohhhh, not so tight, but even warmer! Like a furnace for my cock!"

  "It's the best cock I've ever haaad," moaned Clarya, bouncing her bottom back against Rasoot. He stroked into her pussy a few more times before pulling out and thrusting back into Ioana's aching cunt. Both girls were all too pleased to be his playthings and his cock soon drove them both into clutching, squeezing orgasms that left them gasping with pleasure. Agatha sat up on the bed. She stroked them and whispered soft words of encouragement as Ioana and Clarya were fucked from behind by the grunt imp.

  Ioana could hardly believe the pleasure of it. All these years she had been deprived of cock. It was fantastic and she understood Clarya's obsession with it. Another orgasm rippled through her body as Rasoot yelped with pleasure and declared, "My seed boils for you, mistress!"

  "Ohhhhh, yes, fill me," cried Ioana, hardly understanding the consequences in the throes of her pleasure.

  Rasoot obliged her eagerly, spurting his thick, hot seed deep into Ioana's fertile pussy. As her inner walls milked his gushing cock, Ioana felt herself ascending to a new plateau of pleasure and contentment. She rode back hard, draining Rasoot's cock of every drop of his precious cum.

  "It's so good," she moaned and collapsed into Agatha's arms. She kissed and held tightly to the Sister Superior as Clarya turned onto her back on the floor and Rasoot took the redheaded nun in a new position. Clarya's breasts jiggled and bounced as Rasoot tirelessly pounded his cock into her pussy. He even leaned down and ran his black tongue over her breasts, licking around her nipples with flicks of her tongue.

  "She is going to take his seed as well," whispered Agatha, "and we will all bear his spawn. Isn't it wonderful, Sister Ioana?"

  "Oh, yes," said Ioana. She stroked her quim, feeling a trickle of Rasoot's nectar oozing from between her delicate folds. She licked the salty-sweet drops from her finger and turned to Agatha to share the flavor in another kiss.

  It was wonderful to be bred by the little demon. She could not wait for all the nuns of the Order of the Mountain Flower to enjoy such a blessing. As Ioana kissed Agatha deeply and passionately, Clarya cried with pleasure from the floor as she received the seed of the grinning demon deep in her fertile pussy.

  Epilogue

  The chapel was full for the afternoon service. Many of the sisters in the front rows were among the first to be blessed. Their bodies were swollen with their pregnancies and their heavy breasts were bare, because the blessed one Rasoot liked it this way. They still wore their dark habits but tied beneath their milk-heavy tits.

  Clarya nudged her elbow into Ioana's swollen belly.

  "Do you think he will call on us today, sister?" Asked Clarya. "It has been so long since we have been blessed."

  "He blessed us two days ago," Ioana reminded her. "Over and over again in the Sister Superior's bedchamber.

  "Oh, right," said Clarya, smiling beatifically. "I sometimes mistake those nights as dreams they are so perfect."

  "Yes," agreed Ioana, blushing at the memory of that most recent night of pleasure with the magnificent imp.

  The door at the back of the chapel opened with a thump and Sister Superior Agatha paraded slowly into the chamber. Her belly was swollen and her breasts, heavy with milk, rested atop the roundness of her pregnancy. She bowed her head r
everently. A hush came over the room as she took her place on her knees beside the throne that had been built for the blessed one. Many of the girls gasped as Rasoot appeared at the doorway. Some of them gasped and young Hella, youngest of the sisters, fainted with excitement.

  Rasoot wore a fur-fringed cape and carried a scepter which was taken from the vault of antiquities. He marched proudly up to his throne and flapped his wings, eliciting another cry of delight from the sisters in the chapel.

  "We love you, Rasoot!" Sister Poleena stood up and shouted it before her fellow sisters pulled her back down to her seat.

  "Yes, yes, and I love you all," said Rasoot. "Today is a very special day. Today, there is one among you who has taken the sacrament of my loins and swallowed my blessing, but has not yet received my full blessing. Sister, you know who you are. Please, stand up."

  The girls looked around the room in surprise. Ioana was sure that every sister had by now had their womb blessed with the glorious seed of Rasoot.

  A single girl stood up from their midst. Brookwen's breasts were bare and saggy despite her youth, her areolas wide and nipples upturned, her belly soft but not swollen with pregnancy. She lifted her head slowly, her face hot with shame.

  "It is me," she said and seemed to tremble with shame. "I have not yet had my turn. I... I avoided it because I was afraid. But I am ready now."

  "Yes, you are," said Rasoot. He stood up on his throne. "I have given you time to see the beauty of my blessing with your sisters. You know now the glory of my cock. Are you ready to receive its blessing in your womb, sister?"

  "Yes," gasped Brookwen, stumbling up the aisle towards the throne. "Yes, more than anything."

  "Undress her," said Rasoot to Agatha.

  The Sister Superior rather roughly pulled down Brookwen's habit, revealing her wide hips and pudgy, dark-furred cunt. The young sister stared with open lust at Rasoot's hard cock. Once her last garment other than her stockings had been pulled down, she approached the throne and felt to her knees.

 

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