Nun defiled

[Bluemage]

The sound of her door locking had shaken Gabriel. She had told him that if he ever needed help she'd just be down the hall and would help him in any way that she could. She had said those words to him just the past night, and he had believed them and then he had gone to bed. This time she was taking extra precautions to make sure that he didn't break into her room and do her harm while she was asleep. It hurt him a little bit to think like that. She was afraid of him...afraid of the same part of him that he was so afraid of. He was supposed to be more powerful than this monster in his dreams...how was he supposed to do that? It had already scared her away.

He looked down at the floor of the church and slowly made his way to his own room. He wasn't likely to get any sleep tonight...he was sure the dreams would come and hard...and then what was he going to do. He was going to wake up in a cold sweat like he always did and then try to go back to sleep, keeping the cycle going endlessly...he had come here for help, and it didn't look like he was actually going to get any. Maybe tomorrow he'd try to find someplace else to be. It was obvious he was damaged beyond repair, there was no point in dragging anyone down with him.

 

[Perplexia]

Taking off her habit she changed to her white gown and let down her hair. The locking of the door had been habit for need of prying from the sisters. She opened her door and padded bare foot down the hall. She paused for a moment at his door, as if there was something begging her to come in and make the dreams she had a reality.
"Gabriel" she whispered softly, i'm going to the kitchen for some pie, would you care to join me.
Since he entered she'd found herself thinking her own set of impure thoughts. Fighting them with ever ounce of conviction and belief that her purpose was to serve god alone.
Without waiting for an answer she entered the kitchen and turned on the light. She had a vision of herself being tied down naked upon the table and Gabriels hands making her body ache until her mouth begged to submit.

 

[TechnoFetish]

Gabriel

He's in there. You didn't see him at first, sitting in the corner, as if trying to make himself smaller, and then something happened. that vision of you on the table, so silent and private, and yet it seem to have filled - silently filled the kitchen. And you see him rising from the stool as if something has freed him, as if your own vision has freed him.

Mary
He says. There is a glint in his eyes, and a coil of clothes line wrapped around his fist. He had been in the utility room. Mary, I know what you want. I have been told. He moves, not with malice but as driven by a quiet urgency, no less urgent than the need you feel.

He is so close, standing there, suddenly a looming presence, trapping you with the table behind you.

 

[Perplexia]

"now gabriel" her voice quivered "don't let him control you, you control him, you're not dreaming don't let him do this." She backed up to the point where she almost fell back upon the table.
"Please Gabriel take control of yourself. Before you do something you'll regret."

 

[TechnoFetish]

Gabriel

No, I have been wrong, we have been wrong. How was it possible that I didn't see it. so natural. it is not something that will be regretted. It is natural, it is as how it should be.

There are lines on his forehead, as if in deep concentration and his eyes, have turned dark, darker than is natural, and not because his eyes colour has changed.

He is able to lift you so easily, just one hand around your waist, one hand behind your thighs, one push, and you are on the table. It as if he's done it many times before
His hand is strong, pushing you on your chest, pressing you down, on your back, onto the table.
He doesn't just stand, but looms, over you.

This is as it should be. He repeats, yanking your arms upward, pressing one wrist above your head, then roughly the back of the other wrist on top of the first one, And it seems he has known, since time immemorial, how to unwind the rope from his fist to wind it around and around your wrists

 

[Perplexia]

"oh lord that art in heaven, please help me" she whimpered tears flooding her eyes. Trying so hard to fight him, and finding his strength to be more then that of an average human. "Gabriel please don't do this" she whimpered her hands now tied down to the table, Her night dress pushed up and panties ripped off She's pulled so her ass is hanging off the table the clothesline cutting into her wrists.

"gabriel please" she whimpers

 

[TechnoFetish]

Yes, pray, pray for both of us
He is panting
Not content with what he's already done, he puts his hands, and they suddenly seem so large, on your thighs and push them widely apart, and roughly ,until you feel yourself spread beyong your limit
He pushes your body up a little until your buttocks are seated at the edge of the table, and your thighs are separated by the width of the table.
He ties your ankles then, under the table, forcing you to arch your hips, to bow
all your modesty ...gone, completely exposed to him, before his eyes

what remains of your nightgown is crunched up in his fist, and when he tugs, violently, every shred is gone.

Mary
do you not see how natural this is? how this is meant to be?
and then he is voiceless, and only a strange gurgling sound comes out of him as if he is trying to swallow
Do you see the sudden light in his eyes as if they have been lit up again, at the sight of your naked body, your breasts...the nipples so exposed, and down your body, to all your secrets.

Mary is this what you want?

 

[Perplexia]

Mary crys as he shreds her gown, her beautiful virgin body lay now sprawled before him, tied. The pain in her legs almost unbearable, his hands ..so rough and large. "No Gabriel" she whimpers "don't do this, this isn't want i want" There is nothing she can do, helpless, and laying naked upon the table. She could almost swear he was salivating. It was him but it wasn't.

 

[TechnoFetish]

Gabriel

The hands that cover her breasts seems larger than Gabriel's hands, or maybe it is his suddenly insistence, and his roughness. He is not rough when he closes his fingertips on the naked nipples, trapping them, to slowly rub, as if to test her endurance,
A laugh escapes from between his lips
He laughs again at each little movments of her body in response to his stimulationn

Is this what you crave, Mary?
No, then I will try harder?
or softer?
He softens his touches
Like this, Mary, gentler?

His eyes have grown brighter.

 

[Perplexia]

Mary gasps uncertain why her body is responding to his touch, her nipples grow hard and painful her body seems to want to move to follow them, like a magnetic pull.
"No Gabriel please" she begs trying to combat the confusion within her skin.

 

[TechnoFetish]

Gabriel Possessed

You move as one entranced
There are certain....sensations that you are meant to feel, certain things that goes to the core of your soul that you are meant to embrace.
I didn't know, but I can see now, so clearly
What a fool I was! to not have seen it.

And you know who freed me from my foolishness?
you, Mary
When I saw you coming into the kitchen, you just exude this...aura. I could almost hear you, your thought were so loud, so urgent...."tie me to the table, Gabriel, fondle me..."

And now, I can hear you.
Gabriel closes his eyes, as if in deep concentration
"you want me to pinch you there...yes, talk to me like that. You make me stronger when you are like that....you are feeding me"

He laughs, fingertips holding the buds of your nipple. His head dips
and you feel the flat of his tongue, slurping over your belly, tasting you, as if about to feast on you.

 

[Perplexia]

Marys mind betraying her saying yes, as her mouth shouted no gabriel stop. It was if he was compelling the impurity from with in her to fight against her morality. Her code to god and all that is holy. His tongue running down her body as if she were his meal, his fingers squeezing her nipples so that just the right amount of pain would trigger her pussy to drip all that was holy from between her thighs.
He was stronger then her physically. She struggled in her mind for any exorcist lines she could think of.

 

[TechnoFetish]

The sound that comes from him, is of an unholy gurgling.
What seems clear is that whatever it is, is being fed by your own lust, your needs. Gabriel was only able to fight for as long as you were chaste

And it is growing stronger, fed by....fed by your responses, by needs so deep that perhaps they have always been part of you, dormant, but powerful when unleashed.

The tongue that washes over your stomach seems barely human, thick and broad. It sweeps downward to your lower abdomen as he grunts, like a beast, with unintelligible noises of lust.

And when the thick tongue snakes between your legs, it is as something much thicker and stronger than a tongue that rasps over the most sensitive parts of your being, the center of your heat, a wet muscle covering your entire sex, as it stroke, lifts and whips...the softness of your labia

 

[Perplexia]

The tongue was winning against her fight, the urges and and desires stronger now, the more his thick inhuman tongue moved, the harder it was to stay focused. "No gabriel oh god please" a moan then escaped her lips unable to hold it in.

 

[TechnoFetish]

The tongue enters you, your body violated, purity defiled, not just because it penetrates you, but because of what it triggers in you. The thick muscle spears in, then drags roughly over the pearl of the clit. He is laughing, chuckling with a sound barely human, muffled only by your soft flesh in his mouth.

 

[Perplexia]

Moan after moan escapes Marys lips she finds her hips have a will of their own, arching to have that thick muscle buried deep with in her virgin pure folds. "no no" she trys again followed by a deep hungry moan for more.

 

[TechnoFetish]

Like a thick serpent, the tongue slither over the softest folds of your sex, covering it with it's heat and wetness. But it does not penetrate deeply, because he has other plans. He lifts his head, and you see the contortions on his face. He is barely recognizable as Gabriel now.
and if you looke down you will see he has freed his member. now held in his fist, mid shaft..more enormous and thicker than anything you have imagined

A hand reaches for your naked breast, to roughly knead and maul, tugging on the hard nipple.

"Are you prepared? are you ready to receive me!" He asks

 

[Perplexia]

Marys eyes grow wide at the gigantic long think in human member this creature that was once Gabriel holds in his hand. She closed her eyes tightly trying to hold her breath preparing what was to come. "yes" somehow came from her lips. Her body hungry and aching like the whore he was to make her into.

Her pussy dripped anxiously for his large member to split her apart and claim her as he would.

 

[TechnoFetish]

He shows it to you, thick, with veins clearly defined on the surface. the head purple, gorged with blood - before he touches the cockhead to your heated pussy, rubbing it slowly slowly up and down your slit, as if to heighten your involuntary arousal even more, before he suddenly lets out a growl, and he thrusts! himself into you, with one quick, powerful push, the entirety of of his member, sinking into your pliant flesh! filling you completely! skewering your lower body to the table with the force of the thrust. And there he stops luxuriating in the feel of your all around him, and letting you feel his throbbing inside you, as of his heartbeats. not moving, just letting you feel the enormity of him, the enormity of what just happened.

 

[Perplexia]

Her screams came loud as he ripped open her pussy with his enormous bulging cock, taking her virginity with one swift motion, her virgin blood oozing around his gorged muscle and dripping on to the floor. To make matters worse her body began to convulse in orgasmic bliss, the combination of the pain and heat from his cock sent her into a fit.

Now he stood there his member beating inside her. Her pussy clenching it, wanting it, hungry for it. He was no longer Gabriel, he was the demon and he just took her purity transforming himself for an eternity. There was nothing anyone could do, he claimed her with his cock, he spilled the holy blood that was with in her.

With luck he would discard her and move on, if not he would take her with him and use her as he saw fit. Tears fell from her eyes as her mouth cried out.."More Master Please." what was she saying, why was she saying it. How could this be.

 

[TechnoFetish]

The blood of the virgin! the orgasm screams of the virgin! A fire is lit in him, in his eyes, and he feels the power surging through him. and his member grows even harder and bigger within her from his own excitement.

Yes, more. I will give you more, my one. He starts to gyrate his hips, to slowly churn his hard cock within you, slowly, slowly as if he does it to enjoy your moans and screams. Then he pulls out, slowly at first, and suddenly he plunges himself back into you, with such a force to slide your body upwards along the table until you are straining at the binds at your ankles.

Then he pulls out, dragging you back towards him, before he slams into you again. And again and again! crazed by his own excitement.

 

[Perplexia]

As his member grows wider and larger she feels it tearing her apart from the inside. She lets out a scream and then he begins to violate her insides further, faster and harder making her her pussy a hole for his amusement. She crys out and then starts to moan.

A deep primal hunger over comes her. Is it his power making her beg for more. The pain is almost unbearable, yet she wants him, needs him to continue to claim her holes as his and use her. She was now his whore, his slave, his walking set of holes for him to plunge into and steal every ounce of goodness inside of her until all she did was lay there and beg for him to never stop.

Mary fought these thoughts trying to get the words out to stop, but only encouraging words flowed from her lips. "yes master yes, make me your slave, claim my holes and use me forever."

 

[TechnoFetish]

He nods. It is right that you are claimed, as mine, mine to use as I see fit, whenever I see fit. mine to possess, mind, body and soul.

He reaches his large hands under you, his arms seem so long now, sliding his hands under the small of your back, and down until his fingers cup the globes of your buttocks. He lifts you, lifting your pelvis even as he pushes down into you. And even as he drives himself deeper into you, he leans down, down until his body is pressed to yours. And then you feel his lips on yours, and this tongue, thick and long, snakes into your mouth, violating your mouth as he kisses you.

And while his tongue searches your mouth, you know by the rapid whipping of his hips, that he is ready to fill you, that his excitement will burst within you and flood you....

 

[Perplexia]

As she let out a deep hungered moan from his member cracking her cervix his tongue enters her mouth. She responded hungrily kissing him with a devotion she never thought possible. Clenching her self around him begging his member to fill her with his seed so perhaps she may bare his children. The thought of them milking her breasts as he pummeled her ass suddenly came to her mind.

Mary was loosing quickly the battle she had begun fighting the urges and hunger for this demon. She was his and she knew it, and then her fight was gone. All she wanted was to be his pleasure whore, to violate however he choosed. She was his slut, his whore and she would obey every command, no matter how demeaning her former self may have thought it. She craved his cock like heroin. His tongue like cocaine and her body no matter what he did would always want more.

"yes Master" she moaned squeezing his shaft again.

 

[TechnoFetish]

Receive me, my slave, my toy. he calls out, and there is a growl that rumbles low in his throat, as of a beast. He body tenses, but he is not done. He arches back, belly muscles tense as steel and then he pounds down again, bearing down with the entire weight of his lower body. spearing himself even deeper into you. He cries out, loudly, then he lifts again, higher, so that when he bears down again he does so with a greater force. Another yell. And on the third powerful thrust...

he explodes with his release
A warm gush, suddenly spewing into you, washing into you, flooding you, filling his teeth gnashing. "Receive me, my whore".
He empties himself into you, his cock remains rigid, inhumanly hard as he pumps, drawing out your orgasms with his own, one after another, his body shuddering with violent tremors.