1. The Knight and the Acolyte Book 3, Chapter 3: Stolen Virginity


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    The Knight and the Acolyte Book Three: Barbaric Passion Chapter Three: Stolen Virginity By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Acolyte Sophia – The Village of Asheth, The Magery of Thosi Angela's cock entered my pussy. I gasped as the intense pleasure rushed through my body. The purity that connected me to my Goddess severed. But I didn't care. The cock felt so good as Angela rammed her hips forward. “That's it, slut,” snarled the masculine voice through Angela's mouth. When Angela talked, I heard her beautiful tones, but a second voice spoke with her. The karabasan I exorcised from the village girl this afternoon had possessed my lover. “Take my cock. You thought you could spoil all my fun, didn't you?” “Yes,” I moaned, my hips bucking into the spectral cock's thrusts. The spirit possessing Angela laughed. Her thrusts drove the dick deep into me. It was different than a sex toy. Dildos were smooth and cool, but this...had texture. My pussy clenched down on the cock made of spiritual energy. It throbbed inside of me and ignited nerves throughout my pussy. “Fuck me,” I gasped. “I love your cock.” A priestess of Saphique should never utter those words. We were supposed to stay pure, to never let a man or a cock fuck us. I wouldn't even let Xera touch me when she sprouted her cock just to be safe. But now I had one in me. It was amazing. My legs wrapped around Angela's hips. I pulled her into me. My body bucked beneath her. Angela's face twisted with pleasure. Her red hair fell ...
    about us. Angela's pillowy tits pressed into my smaller breasts. “Oh, you love my cock, slut,” hissed the karabasan. “You're my whore.” “Yes, Mistress.” “Master!” Angela pinched my nipple hard. The pain fluttered through me. I loved the pain. I loved being tied up and spanked by Angela. She always made me feel so helpless and yet desired all at the same time. It was an intoxicating experience, one I would never give up. “Call me, Master, whore.” “No,” I groaned. She twisted harder, stretching my nipple. The pain shot down to my pussy. I clenched down on the thrusting cock, drinking in all the sensations. “You're my Mistress, Angela. You have to fight for your body.” “Angela...” The spirit spoke her word long and slow, savoring the name of my lover. “She barely fought at all. She wanted my cock in her. She surrendered to me. The whore. Just like you. All women are my whores. Right?” She stretched my nipple out, distending my breast as she slammed that wonderful, forbidden cock into my pussy. “Yes!” I moaned, thrashing on the bed. “Oh, yes, fuck me, Master.” “I'll fuck your pretty cunt until I dump my cum in you,” hissed Angela. “You know what I am, right?” “A karabasan,” I groaned. “A filthy spirit possessing my lover.” Angela leaned down. Her lips nipped at my neck. Our breasts pressed together, our nipples brushing, shooting delight down to my pussy. A hot, frothy mess churned in my depths. I bucked up into her thrusts, rubbing my clit into Angela's pubic bone. “Every time I ...
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