Eddin had been quite clear about that. People didn’t want to think of priestesses as fuck happy sluts. They needed to be ’demure’ and ’chaste’ and ’not naked all the time’. It frustrated her beyond belief.
Which was, of course, why Dinah relished moments like these. When she could cut loose. Unleash her frustration. And if that happened to get her fucked by an unholy abomination of a pig and a man, well, the goddess was kind indeed.
Dinah shrugged her shoulders, and her pristine white gown seemed to melt off her.
Fifteen’s tiny eyes widened in awe as he beheld her lovely form. Pale curves traced by leather straps.
A spiderweb of leather outlining her figure in stunning perfection. She tilted back her head, a soft sigh escaping her, relief at shedding that accursed veneer of respectability.
Now, she could truly worship.
Dinah slowly knelt before Fifteen, the pig monster grunting as she tugged away his loincloth fully. His gut pushed out above his cock, but Dinah didn’t mind.
She didn’t even notice the mud and filth she kneeled in. In fact, it thrilled her. It had been so long since she’d been truly fucked.
Of course, that was only half of her intention.
Dinah tilted up Fifteen’s cock, the scent of it making her pussy twitch, her hips delicately rocking, rubbing herself against the leather band that ran between her legs and along her ass.
"Dearest mistress of the shadowed web," she whispered, kissing his corkscrew tip, making the hog monster grunt and snort. "Bless your servant so she might take this fat fucking cock. Blessed be her pussy to take this great immensity. Amen."
She dipped forward, the last words of her prayer tingling on her lips as she took the fat tip of Fifteen’s cock into her mouth, her thighs tightening with anticipation as she felt the leather straps tighten across her.
A heat growing in her core, spreading like the webs of pleasure coming alive with an electric charge. The goddess was pleased with her priestess.
How lucky of her.
"Mmmm," Dinah moaned as her soft lips slid up and down the monster’s prick, nearly taking it to the root, the taste of his cock almost lost in the buzzing flavour of latent magic. Fifteen was fairly saturated with it! Stuffed like a roast for dinner.
Dinah moaned, realizing she hadn’t enough mouth to accommodate his immense prick. Fortunately, the goddess gave her faithful many tools, and Dinah cupped her breasts, lifting them, pressing the around Fifteen’s fat pig cock.
"Skrrrrooonk!" Fifteen squealed as the softness of her breasts enveloped his prick, rubbing him even as she sucked him. His fat balls slapped at the underside of her breasts.
She could sense their vitality. Their vigour! She felt Fifteen’s crude fingers grope her, grabbing her head, holding her tight as he began to furiously pound his cock into her waiting mouth. Using her as a living glory hole.
It was wonderful!
Dinah moaned in the ecstasy of her holy work, feeling the power of the goddess fill her, her lips darkening with webbed patterns, spreading from her mouth along the brute’s cock as he facefucked her. Seeping into him. Threads of control spiralling through him as he brutally took his pleasure from her. A pleasure Dinah was only too happy to provide.
This was the true work of the goddess. Pleasure without restraint. Without restriction. Brutal, harsh breeding.
Her hips tightened as the strap between her legs pressed into her pussy, her clit, rubbing that glorious bead as Fifteen’s fat cock plunged between her soft breasts and into her adoring mouth.
"Skrnk! Rrrrrt! Skreeeeeooooonk!" Fifteen howled as he hilted his cock within her mouth, throwing back his own head as he came like a fountain.
Cum as thick as honey pumped into her mouth.
Dinah moaned, eyes rolling back, quivering as she came along with the fat monster, her pussy drooling with blessed ambrosia.
She swallowed eagerly, taking every spurt of his thick cum into her mouth, feeling the heat feed the holy fire within her breast.
Dinah lifted her lips off Fifteen’s cock, gasping, his dick sliding out from between her breasts as the fat monster heaved, sagging on his feet.
His fingers released her head, falling to his sides, a dull, glazed look coming to his face.
Dinah casually wiped away the cum that lingered on her lips, smiling up at the adoring expression on the pig. Sometimes, she wondered how Arman would look with such an expression.
The thought amused her. The poor fool. He was a nice fellow, but he’d never be able to share her. And the goddess demanded her priestesses be shared. Be used. Be the conduits of pleasure, bridging the ecstasy of flesh and soul.
Speaking of...
Dinah smirked at the dazed pigman. She had just the spell for him.
Normally, it would need dozens of administrations with a human, or even a goblin. But Fifteen was merely a beast given some approximation of intelligence. And she could find a lot of uses for such a powerful brute.
"Fifteen," Dinah cooed, reaching up, stroking his cheek. "Are you the best at obeying your mistress?"
"Yessss," Fifteen snorted, beady black eyes glazed. "Me... best..."
"Good boy. Then, I need you to prove it," Dinah said, slowly turning about in the mud, planting her hands in the thick filth as she lifted her soft bottom, offering it up to the monster.
She slid her legs open, and the black leather strap parted under her thighs, revealing the flush pinkness of her pussy.
Instantly, Fifteen’s eyes were glued to the offered treasure of her rear. His tusked jaw opened, tongue lolling between his teeth.
A thrill raced through Dinah as she again saw how immense the brute was. The fat folds of his skin and veiny muscles making her pussy ache with desire.
Fifteen dropped heavily to his knees into the muck behind her, grabbing Dinah’s shapely hips with both big hands.
He thrust his porcine snout against her ass, snuffling and sniffing, his nose cold and his thick tongue hot as it lashed against the slick folds of her cunt. The crack of her ass. Tasting her as he wallowed in her feminine smell. So pure and different to a creature raised in filth and enslaved by magic.
"Ooooooh, that’s right, Fifteen," she moaned, pushing her ass against his snuffling snout. "Have a good taste. Don’t be shy. Which tastes better?"
"Mmmmmmnnnn dunno," Fifteen snorted. Licking between her cheeks. Screwing his tongue into her slick cunt. Slobbering all over her with his beastly eagerness. "Woman. Taste woman. Want do fukka fukka like goblin do with girls."
"Yes, with that nice, long piggy cock," Dinah purred, pushing her ass back further against his snout. "You can prove to me that you’re the best. I’ll let you have me because you’re such a goooood beast."
Dinah’s magic was not subtle. Fifteen breathed it with each sniff. It seeped into his tongue with each deep lick.
She smeared it over his snout and drove it into his simple mind, engulfing him in obedience and stoking his desire.
His snorting and licking grew bolder. He sucked wantonly at her cunt and tongued the clenching knot of her asshole.
She wanted it almost as bad as the pig beast as he suddenly squealed with lust and lifted his dripping snout from her glistening crack.
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