St. Anne's school of lust - Book 1 the Priory - part 5

The prioress walked to the open door. A beautiful blonde-haired woman in red silk cloth, body armour, and a sword by her side stood looking at her, appraising her, it seemed.

Frances felt fear flit through her; Aurelia’s reputation for dispatching demons was legendary. Behind her stood the cardinal.

“How may I help you?” she asked nervously.

“Am I addressing the Mother Superior?” Her blue eyes seemed to see right through her.

“You are.” She considered falling to the floor in front of the two visitors and pleading for mercy.

“My name is Aurelia, and I seek haven for two days after battle. I also require shelter for the Cardinal overnight and any medical supplies you can spare.”

“Aurelia, the one they call the Golden Warrior.” Hope started to form that they had not discovered her dark soul.

The young blonde gave a shy smile.

“It is a silly title, others fought as hard as I did.”

“Yes, but they say you slew a hundred demons?” Even as she said it, she felt the demon lust surge in her cunt.

“There are not many left now, I am tracking the last.”

“And you arrived here?” Once more, she felt afraid.

“Yes, I have the sense of where they were, but I have just had battle, and I am so tired I am losing my ability. I need sleep and food desperately.” The young girl suddenly looked so weary that the mother superior concealed a smile.

“Of course, please come in. We have a room for visitors that you must settle in and rest your holiness, I will vacate my room for you if you can wait 5 minutes. In the meantime, Collette take the cardinal to the kitchen where he can be fed.”

The cardinal followed the novice into the priory, and the Prioress addressed Aurelia.

“You are our heroine; we must do our best for you. I will settle you in your room.”

“Thank you, holy mother. I am on the point of collapse.”
“This way.” She turned and led the warrior girl to a room apart from the others; inside was a plain bed and chair.
“Thank you.” She sat on the bed and leant her sword against the wall, within arm’s reach.
“Please rest. I will send assistance to you.” The nun moved towards the door.
“It is fine. I only need sleep.”
“We have a duty to look after you, You must relax and let us do our jobs.”

“Thank you.” The girl rested her head back against the wall and closed her eyes.
The mother superior closed the door and hurried to Lilith to tell her what had transpired.

“You have the golden warrior in a room nearby? the slayer of my kind, we must get our revenge on her.” Her hands turned into bladed claws.

“We must be careful; she is tired now, but once she has rested, she will scent us.” The Prioress wailed.

“I will kill her now. Collette, go and corrupt the cardinal.”

She waved her arms in an intricate pattern in the air while chanting and then held out her hands. In her palms, she held a small purplish black snake only six inches long, its head large and fanged.

“Hold out your hands.”

Collette held her hands out, and Lilith placed the snake in them. It quickly slivered inside her sleeve and wrapped itself around her arm.

“This is a serpent of lust, one bite will instantly corrupt its victim, making them sinful, this is what you must do.”

She told Collette her plan for the cardinal’s corruption.

Collette knocked gently on the door and, on being summoned, entered the room with a bowl of broth.

“Please put it down there, my child.” The Cardinal said, looking over his shoulder as he washed his hands.

The young novice placed the bowl down beside the bed and then fell to her knees.

“Oh, your Eminence, please forgive me my sins.” She clutched at his robes, weeping, and in an instant, the snake uncoiled from her arm and slid down to strike through his clothing before retreating into the folds of her habit.

“Ouch, what was that?” The Cardinal turned around and bent to rub at his leg through the cloth.

“I am sorry if I caught you with my nail.” The nun continued to weep.

“It is fine, just a scratch. What troubles you, my child?” He asked gently, looking down at the distraught nun, noticing the side split for the first time and approving of the glimpse of leg.

“I have sinful thoughts.” She looked up at him, and the submissive position made sinful thoughts creep into his mind.

“What thoughts? Tell me.”

“Cock gobbling.” Her hands still clutched at his robes, but now they pressed against his legs, almost holding them in an embrace.

“Cock gobbling?” Just repeating the words inflamed his manhood.

“Yes, your Eminence, I yearn to run my tongue up your firm cock, slide my lips over the hard shaft, and have you use my mouth like a worthless whore.” She slid her hands down to the end of his clothing and then dipped under running her hands up his bare legs.

He groaned as his cock roared to life, sinful thoughts flowed through him as her hands cupped his balls and her head disappeared under his cassock and her warm lips enveloped his prick.

A voice in his head seemed to chant.

The world is full of sin and the sinners must be punished on the end of your cock.

You must return to the holy land to spread your sinful punishment.

No one is above punishment; even the pure are sinners.

Her lips were pressed so tight around his cock it felt like a virgins cunt, he groaned as he shot his load straight down her throat.

You must leave right away to return and start punishing.

The voice chanted again, and he pushed the novice away, suddenly full of energy.

“I leave right away, I have work to do.”

He left the room, leaving Aurelia to her fate.