Your good sense tells you to leave now, but its as if a haze falls across your mind, and you instead find yourself lazily asking, “Tell me, how can I free you?”
After several long moments the palm of your right hand begins to throb, and the statue purrs in your mind “First, you must cast aside your garments for they are unneeded for your new reality.”
Your hands slowly begin to loosen your laces in defiance of your diminishing will. Trembling with need and fear you moan out, “Please. I don’t want this.” as your dress slowly slides from your body leaving you nude.
“Don’t want this,”: the voice taunts, “You lie very poorly my young slut in training. If you didn’t want this you would already have fled the room, for its not innocence that fires you blood and rules you imagination, but lust.”
A wave heat suffuses you, and you scream in pleasure, as you knees buckle causing you to collapse on your discarded dress. Helpless, you writhe in the floor as unseen hands lash your body with pleasure winding your nerves tighter and tighter After a seeming eternity the energy abates leaving you gasping on the floor with a furious need for release.
“That’s it my young slut give yourself to me,” The voice crows in triumph as you sink three fingers into your thirsty pussy.
“YYYEEESSSSSS…..FUUUCCCKKKKK” you scream out as you cum oblivious to everything save the needs of your body.
Weakly, you roll onto your side and eventually you notice that a faint but visible red aura surrounded that statue.
“Your not going to let me go, are you?” You ask
“No my young slut, you belong to me now.” The statue answers.
Tired and not wanting to fight anymore you weakly ask, “What now, mistress.”
“You have weakened my bonds, now we must break them, My young slut. In the back of the room there is a recess in the wall containing a chest. To open it you must anoint the runes on the chest with your woman’s essence.” The Statue tells you.
You get up on unsteady legs and look for the recess finding it sunk back into a large mural. The mural seems both a like a different from the room firstly because it was painted to the wall rather than a hung tapestry. The Mural was broken into three scenes, the first showed beautiful maiden in white being mounted on a black pedestal back a large demon flanking him were two succubi who we pleasuring the maiden. The second part of the mural showed the Maiden and the two succubi had now thrown down the male demon driving a sword into him. Lastly the third part of the mural showed the Maiden now sitting on a thrown in the midst of an orgy.
Done studying the mural, you moan as you draw your fingers across your pussy bedewing them. Reaching forward your trace the runes on the chest causing them to glow, and as you trace the last one your hear an audible click. Opening the chest you look in side and gasp out loud, on velvet pillow was a large red phallus about a foot long.
“It looks so lifelike,” You wonder out loud as you reach inside for it.
Reaching into the chest you touch the phallus finding it hot to the touch. You start to pick it up when the Cock jerks in your hand causing you to drop it in surprise. A small drop of milky white fluid seeps from the head onto the velvet and as the smell wafts up to you a need to sink that cock into your twat begins to ride you hard.
“Soon you’ll get what you want my young slut. Bring Hextors Phallus to the altar and find the recess in the middle.” The statue orders you.
“Yes mistress.” You reply.
Picking up the phallus you return to the altar as more and more milky fluid seep from the bulbous crown on the cocks head.
“Now put the base of the phallus into the recess until you feel a burning sensation.” Your instructed.
Nodding you find the recess and place the base of the phallus into as instructed. After several seconds the whole altar seem to shake and you cry out as a moment of intense heat sears your hand. Stepping back you rub your sore hand as the erect phallus stand upright seamlessly join to the altar.
“Very good Liandra. Now when you straddle the phallus you will scream out 'I Summon you to me ,Celestia the Harlot queen. With this sacrifice I break thy bonds and deliver you to me.' Then you will plunge down onto the phallus and receive your reward” The statue orders you.
Shaking with lust you climb the altar and position your gaping pussy over the red Phallus. 'No' your mind cries at desperation knowing that with this you damn your soul and would bear demon seed.
“I….I……I you scream."
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