[M4F] The False Priestess [Corruption Kink] [Isekai]

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♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Are you sure you're fine with this, Priestess? There's no way to be sure that that prophecy is true. The whole premise of it sounds ridiculous anyway.

The descendant of me, the Isekai hero from another world, will put an end to the struggle with the Demon Lord? The Demon Lord that hasn't been active in over five years since our first battle. Besides, I highly doubt that the goddess would want her oracle to, well, do that sort of thing.

You're. .. You're prepared to make any sacrifice to defeat the Demon Lord? I don't know.

Something about this feels. .. Priestess, you're not wearing anything under the robe.

Stop. We're in your temple. The goddess wouldn't allow a thing like that.

Priestess. You've done something like this before, haven't you? What do I mean? Well, your expression didn't change one bit when you put it in.

Priestess. You aren't as clean as you act, huh? What a ridiculous trope to run into.

Don't try to wiggle your wrists out. Don't back out on me just because I caught you on your little ridiculous game. I mean, I don't mind if that's what you're using me for.

A false prophecy to raise your influence, right? With fewer adventurers getting injured and with less demons attacking, the church has been running out of money and power, right? So the little lone priestess came up with a way to become important again.

You're impressive. You are a lot more cunning than I took you for. I actually prefer it that way.

I don't have to pretend to be some stupid fucking hero then. Do you want to know the real reason the Demon Lord hasn't appeared in over five years? We struck a deal.

I don't go after him and he won't go after me. He has an eternity or whatever to wait after all. I get to live my natural lifespan lavishly and he gets to build his strength to wipe out whatever sucker they summon next.

I mean, see it? It makes sense, doesn't it? Why would someone from another world risk their life for some stupid aristocracy that pulled them into a fight that isn't even theirs?

Do you get it now? We're both just playing the same game of self-preservation. So why don't you go ahead and admit it that you made it up? Oh, come on.

Go ahead and admit it. If you don't, I'll just have to force it out of you. How's this? Ready to admit it yet? This whole ploy was just an excuse.

How is it, Priestess? How's my cock? Do you think your goddess can see you now? Do you think she's proud of your little scheme? Is she enjoying the show? Oh, we just started, baby.

And you're squealing so much. Is my sword too big for you? How unsightly.

How unholy. Poor thing. Your legs are open just like your little buck.

You don't even care about your plan right now, do you? Good. I don't care either.

All I see now is this perfect, untouchable woman right there before me. All mine for the taking. You said you wanted to make a baby, right? Your little golden ticket? You can have it.

You can have as many as you want with me. If you can endure it, that is. You're not used to being this big, are you? I can tell.

The way you scream. What's wrong, Priestess? You're getting what you wish for.

You're gonna have my baby. Just don't break before I'm done with you. You can do that, can't you? Give me a good time.

Your future is all secure. Come on. I won't come unless you put your back into it.

Oh, yeah. Come on. Move with me.

Back your hips into it. Get me nice and deep inside you. Grind it up against your walls and beg my cock to come.

Or you'll have to endure this for hours. Oh, oh, that's right. Use your body to fucking serve me.

If only your followers could see you now. Serving as the hero's little cocksleeve. Mindlessly grinding your ass up against me.

You'd do anything to stay in power, huh? Maybe you like this. Maybe you like getting fucked on the pews like this.

Maybe you're praying that it lasts forever. What a dirty, dirty girl. Letting me do whatever I want to you.

You've gone so limp. I could fold you in any ridiculous position I want to. So subservient.

It's like you've spent a whole lifetime practicing to be someone's personal footstool. It's like you've been waiting to be trampled on, to be sullied, to be mine. Come on.

Mind your expression, priestess. You'd be in so much trouble if someone caught you. But now you're making a face like you're absolutely possessed.

Are you enjoying it that much? Is it that good? Are you sinning so willingly? What a naughty face you're making.

Do you really like feeling my meaty cock fucking pulsing inside you that much? To feel my veins beating against your walls? To feel my balls swinging between your legs and slapping against your thighs? To feel my manhood splitting you in two? To bear my weight like sins pressing down onto you until you can hardly move? To have your wrists held behind your back so you can lie to yourself, so you can tell yourself that it's no use, that you couldn't help it, that you were the one.

You were the one. Can't you tell that you're lying to yourself? That you weren't the one who wanted all this? But I know, priestess.

I know your truth. I know your hands are just as bloody, and your soul just as dark, and your womb just as lustful. I'm going to share my sins with you, dirty you inside and out.

I'll make you bear the mark of my teeth just beneath your nape so you can feel the burning of your lust while you preach of peace and love. Bite into you like a fruit that's just ripe for the picking. Do you think you'll ever be able to get my stench out of your clothes? I don't think so.

I bet you don't even want to now. I bet you'll be touching yourself to the thought of me mercilessly poking you for quite a bit. Why don't you stop yourself now, huh? But you can't.

So go on ahead and tuck those clean hands underneath your robes. Slip them between your legs and rub your clit while you buck your hips against my comb. Make yourself all dirty for me.

Ruin yourself for me. Touch yourself to me. Make me feel like a god here and now.

Make me your new god. Ah, that's right. So obedient.

What a good girl you are. It's alright to sin. As long as your god tells you to, right? It's fun to sin in secret, isn't it, priestess? To be a greedy whore in private.

To hold your hands out for the masses. To pretend you're not some cunning little whore. To betray everything you project yourself to be.

Ah, come on. Show me exactly how greedy you are. Turn around and let me nurse on your tits.

Let me drink you all up. Just like holy water. God.

You're so busty. Every time I push into you, your breast bounces like it's filled with milk. Oh, I can't wait to get you pregnant so I can suckle on your nipples all day.

I'm gonna fuck you so much, I'll need it to keep my energy up. We're gonna make a lot and lots of descendants together, miss. Do you want to be mommy to the hero's children? Yeah? Then scream.

Scream so loud that the goddess hears your prayer. Tell her how much you want the hero's breathing. Come on, tell her how greedy you are.

Tell her all the sins you want to commit with me. Can you feel it, priestess? Can you feel my cock twitching for you? Ah, can you feel the answer to your prayers building up inside of me? For the goddess opened the windows of salvation and poured down her blessings.

And humanity filled their cups with the rain, which tasted like milk and honey. For she rained down all that was good with her smile like gentle embers, her embrace like a mother's womb. And all of man fell to their knees and found peace within her bosom.

Would you like that, priestess? Would you like my blessings? I will pour it onto you and hold onto your breasts while I fuck you until all of my graces spill out.

Until it feels like the heat inside of you is boiling over my beautiful little sinner. Oh, fuck, fuck, the face that you're making. It's so erotic.

I think I'm making such a good girl make such a nasty face. Swirling her white robes and groping her hips like meat. Fucking, now I priestess, like a cheap whore.

Do you think your god is listening? Watching while her divine messenger loses her way? While she gives in to the hero's cock? While this maiden sheds her tears and stretches her little pussy out? When she falls on her knees and cries out for more? While you're reduced from a pure white pawn to this messy, slobbering whore? Mouth agape as your insides get clouded by me, the dirty, lustful, sinful man.

I can't wait to fuck your face later and dirty your hair while your eyes go blank from choking on my sword. Because you are lost in it now, aren't you? You're so lustful, you can hardly speak.

It's beautiful, so, so beautiful. Ruining the leftovers of your purity like this. The only thing that could make this feel any better is if you pissed yourself in how good it feels if I broke you completely.