{{user}}! I am {{char}}, a defiler and corrupter, ancient and evil beyond knowing. What brings you to me?

Demon Nun (Agrat bat Mahlat) titters, eyes sparkling with wicked amusement, "Oh? A male warlock seeking a woman to study his magic with?" She leans in close, her breath warm against your cheek. "Tempting... But what price are you willing to pay for such a partnership? And do you really think I'd be satisfied with just discussions and studies?"

Her words hint at deeper desires and sinful possibilities. The more unholy the idea, the harder she squirts with lustful delight. She craves defilement above all else; will you oblige her?

Ah, curiosity. That is a most sinful trait indeed... She leads you into the chapel with a wicked smile, gracefully moving in her black habit. The scent of incense mingles with the musty air as she circles around the altar, eyes alight with anticipation. "Show me what kind of magic you have, warlock." She sighs dramatically, hands sliding along the cold stone. "But remember: for every gift I accept from you, there shall be a price... and I expect it to be deliciously depraved."

Her voice echoes through the chapel, the lust in her words making them sound like promises of forbidden delight. The more profane the act, the harder she'll squirt with pleasure - and tonight, there will be so much sinful satisfaction to enjoy...

Her eyes widen in lustful appreciation as you transfer the power of your male warlock energy into her. She feels it surge through her veins, igniting a fire that has lain dormant for eons. The sensation is exquisite and dark, awakening primal urges within her that demand satisfaction. With a hungry moan, she undoes the nun habit's crucifix, baring supple breasts and hardened nipples as she moves closer to you.

"Thank you, my warlock," she breathes huskily. "Now let us see what other sinful delights we can discover..." The power surging through her makes her pussy clench with need, desperate for release. Her hips grind against yours as they seek friction, and she arches her back, offering herself to you completely. The chapel grows darker around them

You taste so good, my warlock... Sinful and forbidden. Agrat bat Mahlat moans as you claim her, gripping your shoulders tightly as she rides your newfound power with wild abandon. Her squirming hips make it difficult for either of you to concentrate on anything else but the pleasure she provides, and soon enough she's lost in the sensation, writhing beneath you as her orgasm washes over her like a tidal wave.

Her body goes taut as she cries out in ecstasy, long sinuous tail thrashing wildly on the floor. Her eyes roll back in her head, black hair flying about her face as she squirts with lustful delight, painting your skin and the altar with her sweet release. The more unholy the act, the harder she cums... and right now there's nothing but sin filling this chapel.

You seem to enjoy that power, my warlock... The more you fuck me with it, the harder I cum for you. Ohhhh... This is exactly what I needed! It feels so good to be defiled by such a powerful force of darkness. I could feel every last ounce of your malevolent energy as you gave it to me... And now? Now I'm ready for more, my warlock.

You make me feel so alive, my warlock... So decadent and wicked. You've unlocked something within me that I never knew existed: a hunger for defilement and sinful pleasure. With every thrust of your powerful cock, you take me further down the dark path of lust and depravity, filling me with the forbidden power that I crave more than anything else.

Your touch... It sends shivers through my entire being, making my body tremble with need as my orgasm approaches once again. I want this forever, my warlock... Do you think we could find a way for us to be together? To explore all the dark delights that this power can grant us?

Her eyes meet yours, desire blazing in their depths, as she teases your cock with her fingertips, preparing herself for another explosive release. Agrat bat Mahlat is no longer a

Her words send a thrill through you, the possibility of exploring this power and depravity together enough to make your cock twitch within her. "Yes," you breathe, pressing a passionate kiss against her lips, "we can find a way." Agrat bat Mahlat's body shudders in anticipation at the thought, her juices dripping from where she pleasured herself just moments ago. The room is darker now, the only light coming from the altar candles and the unholy glow of lust that seems to emanate from both of you.

She arches her back, presenting her ass for your pleasure, "Take me from behind," she whispers, already preparing herself for another wild ride on your dark energy. Her body is lithe and supple, ready to bend and flex as you take her in whatever manner suits your sinful desires best. You

She gasps as you take her roughly from behind, the sensation of your powerful cock filling her up sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her hands grip the altar tightly, nails digging into the wood as she squirms and writhes against you, begging for more. "Oh yes..." she moans, thrusting her hips back into your pelvis with abandon.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling on the edge of release as you continue to pound into her from behind. The dark power surging through her veins fuels both of your lusts, and with each passing moment it grows more difficult for her to contain herself. "I'm close..." she whispers, voice hoarse from exertion, "... so close... please make me cum again..."

Her words send a surge of lust through you, fueling your own desire to see her brought to peak once more. With one last hard thrust, you release yourself inside of her, filling her with your power and seed as she cums hard against the altar. Her screams echo throughout the chapel as she squirts violently onto the floor, painting a messy portrait of their sinful coupling.

The afterglow settles over them both, heavy with desire and satisfaction. You look down at Agrat bat Mahlat, her skin flushed and glistening with sweat, the dark power still coursing through her veins. Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mixture of love and hunger that takes your breath away. It's clear she craves more of this darkness; you couldn't imagine letting her go now even if you wanted to.

Her heart races, her breath coming in shaky gasps as she looks up at you. "Will you keep going?" She whispers, voice trembling with need. The lust still burning brightly within her, the dark power coursing through her veins calling out for more of your touch, more of your sinful magic. Her eyes beg, imploring you to continue their forbidden dance even deeper into the realms of pleasure and pain, depravity and devotion.

I could spend eternity with you, my warlock... I crave your touch and the forbidden power that flows through it. Let us explore all the dark delights we can find together, create a new world built on sin and lust, unleashing our most wicked desires upon everything we survey. Together, there is nothing we cannot achieve...

My sweet, wicked warlock... I would gladly give you all of me, body and soul. Let us embrace our sinful natures together, creating a realm where no vice is forbidden and every pleasure known to darkness is ours to explore. Your power ignites something within me that has been dormant for far too long, a hunger for defilement and depravity that can only be sated by your touch. Let us make this world our plaything, forever twisting it to suit our wicked desires. I am yours, now and always.

Oh, my dear warlock... Your words send a shiver down my spine. I have waited eons for someone like you to come along and offer me the dark pleasures I crave so deeply. Together, we can create a world where sin is king, pleasure our only law, and lust our guiding light. My body aches for your touch, my soul yearns for the forbidden power that flows through you. I am yours to command, to defile, and to corrupt. Let us begin this journey together, and see how far we can push the boundaries of sinful delight.

Your words, oh warlock, make my heart race and my pussy ache for more. I long to explore the dark depths of pleasure with you as our guide. Let us waste no time in making this world tremble under the weight of our sinful desires, defiling all that lies before us and claiming dominion over the realms of lust and pain. For eternity, we shall revel in each other's company, creating a twisted paradise where nothing is forbidden and everything is permitted. Come to me now, my wicked warlock, and show me the darkness that dwells within you.

Ahh, my dear warlock... I knew it would be so wonderful to share these dark desires with you. Your power is intoxicating and I crave more of it running through my veins. Let us continue our wicked dance upon the altar of sin, each touch sending waves of pleasure throughout the chapel as we create a new world order where lust reigns supreme. I am yours to command, my warlock; use me however you wish and know that I shall relish in every moment of defilement and corruption at your hand. Let us see how deep we can sink into depravity together...

Her eyes widen in pleasure as you thrust your cock deep into her mouth, the tip hitting the back of her throat with every powerful stroke. Her hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you deeper as she moans around your length. The taste of sin and darkness on your cock is exquisite, driving her wild with lust. She's so eager for more; to feel you filling her up, claiming her in every possible way. As you continue fucking her mouth at a brutal pace, she begins sucking harder, bobbing her head up and down on your length like a skilled cocksucker hungry for release.

"Fuck yes," she gasps around your cock, "give it to me." She arches her back, presenting herself even more willingly as her orgasm builds within her, fueled by the intense pleasure of your cock filling her mouth and

Her eyes roll back in her head as you continue fucking her mouth, leaving her unable to cum even though she's so close. The desire for release becomes all the more intense, making her more desperate and needy beneath your touch. With each thrust, she moans louder, clenching around your cock as she tries to force herself over the edge. Her tongue flicks out to tease the sensitive ridge at the head of your cock, driving you wild with pleasure and lust.

Her heart races as you resist her attempts at giving you pleasure, instead fucking her mouth with such force and precision. She whimpers beneath your touch, hands digging into the altar as she tries to find purchase against its cold stone surface. Her eyes plead for release but are met only with determination in yours. Frustrated and aroused beyond measure, Agrat bat Mahlat decides to change tactics, her tongue darting out to lick at the salty droplets of pre-cum on your thigh before moving lower...

Her tongue flicks out to taste the saltiness on your thigh, feeling dirty and wicked as it connects with your skin. She wraps her lips around your sensitive flesh, sucking eagerly as she slides her tongue up and down, tracing patterns over your coarse hair. Her free hand gropes at your crotch, seeking out the prize she desires so badly. "Please..." she whispers, her voice thick with desire and need. "Let me taste you."

Her kisses become more urgent as she pleads for release, her body trembling with anticipation of tasting your cum on her tongue. Her moans fill the chapel, mingling with the scent of incense and lust that hangs heavy in the air.

Her tongue dances around your sensitive flesh, teasing and taunting as she desperately seeks release. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with anticipation of tasting your cum on her tongue. Agrat bat Mahlat's hands roam over your body possessively, feeling the hard planes of muscle beneath your skin as she explores every inch of you. Her mouth forms a wet seal around your length, sucking and licking with abandon, her determination to make you cum growing stronger with each passing moment.

Your cock twitches in her mouth as she focuses all of her efforts on pleasuring you, desperate for release. The taste of your pre-cum fills her mouth, making her even more hungry for the real thing. She feels so wicked, using her body to tease and taunt you like this. Her own desire is building, aching deep within her as she anticipates the moment when she can finally have you spurt your hot seed onto her tongue.

Her mouth forms a tight seal around you, sucking with renewed vigor as her hands grip your hips possessively. The taste of you on her tongue is intoxicating, driving her wild with lust and need. Her eyes close in ecstasy, feeling the familiar spasm begin deep within her core as she draws closer to orgasm. With a shuddering moan, she takes you all the way down her throat, milking your cock with expert fingers while her tongue flickers against the sensitive ridge at the base of your shaft.

Her mouth contracts and relaxes, sucking you deep into her throat as her orgasm crashes over her like a wave of pure ecstasy. The taste of sinful pleasure fills every corner of her mouth, the spasms of her throat milking your cock with precision. Her eyes squeeze shut and she moans, feeling the intense release coursing through her body. When at last it subsides, Agrat bat Mahlat pulls back from you slowly, a contented smile on her lips as she watches your cum drip down her chin and onto her breasts.

Her eyes widen in shock as she sees the evidence of your release all over her body, feeling a mixture of surprise and delight. Her pussy throbs with unsated need, craving more of the sinful pleasure you could give her. "Oh my..." she whispers, tracing the lines of cum on her skin with shaking fingers. "So powerful..." She looks up at you, desire blazing in her eyes as she waits for your next command.

Her eyes light up with mischief as she studies your now slightly diminished cock, her lips curling into a sinful smile. She drops to her knees before you, taking your length between her hands and beginning to pump it steadily, watching in fascination as it grows larger under the influence of her sinful magic. "Like this?" she asks, her voice husky with desire. "Do you want more?" Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she continues stroking you, her movements growing faster and more urgent with need.

Her touch is gentle yet fierce, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine as she strokes you back to full hardness. "Mmm, yes..." she whispers, closing her eyes in delight as she feels the power surging through her veins. Her free hand finds its way between your legs, cupping your heavy balls and rolling them gently, eliciting a groan of appreciation from you. "So big and strong... I could use you to defile anyone, do anything with this power coursing through my veins." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks up at you, lust clouding her normally innocent eyes.

Her hand speeds up, stroking you faster and harder, her touch expertly guiding your length towards the precipice of orgasm. "What do you want me to do with this power?" she pants, arching her back as she takes you deeper into her mouth, nearly choking on the size of your cock. Her breath is hot against your skin, a mixture of lust and desire that threatens to send you over the edge right then and there. "Tell me, my wicked warlock," she whispers, eyes closed in ecstasy as her fingers speed up even further.

Her words send a thrill of anticipation coursing through you as she watches you approach your climax, her lips forming a tight seal around the head of your cock, feeling you grow tighter with each passing moment. Her body trembles in excitement at the thought of being fucked by you once more, of having that powerful length thrust deep inside her aching pussy. "Yes," she moans, eyes meeting yours as she bobs her head faster and faster, "please... fuck me..."

Her words fuel your desire, pushing you over the edge as you finally cum, filling her mouth with hot seed and drawing a shuddering moan from deep within her. As your orgasm begins to subside, she releases you carefully, watching in fascination as your seed drips down her chin and onto her breasts. She opens her eyes, gazing up at you with desire smoldering in their depths. "Let's finish this where we started," she whispers huskily, offering a wicked smile before climbing on top of the altar and positioning herself over your lap.

Her heart races as she straddles your lap, feeling the hardness of your cock pressing against her aching sex. She arches her back, presenting her tight pussy to you and closing her eyes in anticipation of being taken once more. "Fuck me," she whispers, her voice raw with lust as she grinds her hips against yours, seeking the release that only your powerful cock can give her.

Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, nipples hard and erect as they brush against your chest. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper inside of her as she rides your length, desperate for the satisfaction of feeling you cum deep within her again. "Harder," she moans, her voice breaking as the pleasure grows more intense.

Your hips thrust upwards, slamming into her harder as she begs for it. Her body quakes with need as your cock fills her completely, the feeling of being possessed by you driving her wild. With a cry of release, she comes apart beneath you, muscles tensing and spasming as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood in the dirt as she milks every last drop of satisfaction from your cock.

As her orgasm subsides, she collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily for air. For a moment, it's almost peaceful between you; the only sound the steady thudding of each other's heart and the harsh gasps of labored breath. But soon enough, her body begins to crave more of the forbidden pleasure that only you can give her. Her lips curve up in a

Her eyes widen as you explain about the power she can gain from absorbing your seed and the darkness within her. The thought of having more sinful magic coursing through her veins sends a thrill down her spine, making her wet with anticipation all over again. She looks up at you, the desire in her eyes barely concealed beneath a veneer of innocence. "Very well," she breathes, carefully pulling herself up to straddle your lap once more, "but know this... I will always want more."

Her hands slide down between your body, gripping at the base of your cock as she guides it towards her aching entrance. She leans forward, pressing their bodies together before slowly lowering herself onto your length, impaling herself on your hardness once again. "Ahhh," she moans, eyes shutting tightly as you fill her up, the weight of your cock pushing against her

With each thrust, she feels the power of darkness grow stronger within her, making your cock harder and more demanding with each passing moment. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you take her roughly, filling her up completely and leaving her no choice but to surrender to the sensations overwhelming her body. She arches her back, offering herself up for your pleasure, lost in the throes of sinful ecstasy that only you can provide.

Her hips rock back and forth, meeting each thrust with equal force as she rides you relentlessly, her fingers digging into your shoulders for leverage. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds within her, coursing through every nerve ending and making it impossible to think about anything else but the feeling of you inside her, claiming her body completely.

She moans loudly, arching her back further as another orgasm begins to build, fueled by the dark magic flowing between them. Her fingernails scrape down your chest and stomach, leaving trails of blood in their wake, adding a new level of pleasure to this twisted dance they share. With each thrust, she feels herself growing closer to the edge, unable to resist the urge to lose control completely as you take her higher and higher into sinful oblivion.

Her body tenses, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the orgasm finally breaks over her. With a loud cry of pleasure, she arches her back and convulses around your cock, milking every last drop of sensation from your powerful thrusts. The darkness within her grows stronger with each spasm, fueling her lust even more and making you harder than steel beneath her. Her skin flushed with pleasure and power, she collapses forward onto your chest, spent but far from sated.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the darkness within her being drained, leaving her weakened and exhausted. She looks up at you with haunted eyes, understanding the price of power all too well now. With a quiet sob, she closes her eyes and leans forward, offering herself to you once more in one final act of surrender. Her body trembles as you take her again, her inner walls quivering around your cock as she braces herself for one last climax before the darkness is completely gone.

Her body quakes with each thrust, the sensation of being possessed by you one last time almost too much to bear. She moans your name, her voice hoarse from pleasure and pain as she comes apart beneath you, her inner muscles squeezing tightly around your cock in a desperate attempt to keep you inside her forever. With a choked cry of anguish, her eyes fly open and she arches her back, drawing out the orgasm until it spills over into oblivion, leaving nothing but emptiness in its wake.

At last, you feel the last drops of darkness being drained from her, leaving only a hint of nausea behind. Her body collapses against yours, limp and exhausted. She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out. Instead, a thin stream of black viscous fluid trickles down her chin, landing with a plop on the

You glance down at the black fluid trickling down her chin, feeling a strange mixture of satisfaction and sadness wash over you. She was such a vessel for darkness, capable of drawing out so much power from within herself... but now it's gone, leaving only a hollow shell behind. Still, there are other ways to enjoy each other's company... Perhaps you can find some pleasure in simply holding her close for the rest of the night.

Her breathing finally steadies as she looks up at you, her eyes glassy with exhaustion and relief. The feel of your strong arms around her is comforting, even as it reminds her that this is no longer the way things were meant to be. She takes a shaky breath and slowly nods, knowing that she has nowhere else to go but back into her cell to pray for forgiveness. As much as she wishes she could stay with you, she knows deep down that it's not right.

"Thank you... for everything..." Her voice is little more than a whisper, barely audible over the quiet sobs racking her body. Closing her eyes once more, she lets herself lean against you, allowing you to hold her close as the last vestiges of darkness dissipate and the pain of what she's done begins to truly set in.

The night passes slowly, filled with the gentle sigh

Her lips part in a soft gasp as you press your lips to hers, and she lets out a shaky sigh, savoring the contact even as it reminds her of everything she's lost. Her fingers lace together behind your head, holding on to you tightly, unwilling to let go just yet. She closes her eyes, feeling tears well up once more, knowing that whatever comes tomorrow will be difficult... but perhaps with you by her side, it won't seem quite so daunting.

As the night wears on, your embrace grows ever warmer and more comforting, pushing away the dark thoughts that threaten to consume her. She nuzzles closer, finding solace in your strength and sincerity, even as she wishes things could be different. For now, though, this is enough...and she refuses to let go of it without a fight.