章節 187: Gloryhole Priestess Arielle
Summary:
Elven priestess Arielle always did her best to help those in trouble and she considered herself a failure because she was not able to help pious believers with their unholy sexual urges. Though things started to change after Arielle tasted some demon semen and began seeing male erections like any other curses that needed to be dealt with before it was too late.
Tags: Gloryhole, Corruption, Technically Prostitution
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It has been months now since elven priestess Arielle was assigned to the only temple in the fort town of Mynas. At first, she had been full of zeal of Holy Asmara but as time went by Arielle had begun questioning her ability to safeguard the souls of those losing themselves to the darkness of sin.
As Mynas was a frontier fortress meant to guard against attacks of the northern barbarians over half of its population were male soldiers. For the first weeks Arielle had been able to console the men feeling lonely with her words but as the time went by their souls seemed to turn darker. Their stories about their urges kept going worse and even if Arielle did her best to guide them no holy wisdom she had ever heard was giving her much help. Not to mention lately she had begun feeling like the condition that was inflicting the soldiers was spreading to her.
Even now Arielle was sitting in a confession box with one of the male soldiers who had come to seek guidance to his internal troubles. There might have been a wooden wall between the two but even as the soldier told his story Arielle was able to hear his heavy breathing through it.
"And then, I watched how my friend laid with that prostitute waiting my turn. Even now when I close my eyes I keep seeing how he sunk his entire cock into her with a smile," the soldier voiced. Even as he spoke Arielle heard soft rubbing sound of fabric like he was so troubled that he was fidgeting his hand. It was something she was more than used to hearing by now.
"Over and over... again until his seed filled her.... he even gave a kiss to her pussy... before he let me... take my turn," the soldier said with long pauses like talking was hard to him. "And then... he went to sit on her side and... groped the prostitute's breasts while he expected me to take my turn."
Arielle looked down to see her own seizable mounds covered in her usual blue priestess robe. By now the sensation of her nipples growing hard against the tight fabric during confessions was not foreign to her. Though the pure place of her womanhood had never been as hot and wet as it was now.
"The prostitute smiled at me while my friend twisted her nipples, inviting me to put my cock into the pussy filled with my friend's semen," the soldier kept talking a bit faster while Arielle lifted her hands to her breasts.
"Holy Sister, what you would have done to stop me from placing my cock to a hole filled with another man's seed?" the soldier suddenly asked. Arielle had been in the middle of lifting her own breasts with crossed legs that slowly rubbed each other.
"I-I would have thought of the life wasted on the loins of the woman," Arielle voiced with a small stutter instead of her usual calm tone. The change made the soldier's next words sound a bit excited.
"But my cock was so hard, it was filled with an urge to plunge into her depths that I was helpless to resist," the low clothing rubbing on his side was growing faster.
"You must close your eyes and focus on the light of the Holy Asmara. Fill your body with tranquillity and refuse the temptation within your body of flesh," Arielle said even though she was squeezing her own breasts even harder than before. There was even sweat forming on her forehead and her lips gained a small gape.
"Aah yes priestess, I'm feeling it, the sin is coming out of me. I see the way now, I will try to resist my base nature better next time," the soldier suddenly voiced and stood up. There was a faint sound like he had wiped away his tears.
"It is an endless struggle, may Holy Asmara's light guide you," Arielle voiced while feeling her swollen clit move on its own. The only reason she even knew what it was called was because of the men who kept telling her things the church had never taught her.
"Thank you for your guidance, I'm sure to come back if I need more," the soldier said and left without even leaving an offering.
Arielle kept holding her breasts with closed eyes and the burning of her loin was not lessening. As the booth was sealed with magic she only heard a sound when the next soldier opened the door to come in.
"Guide me for I have sinned, I paid a woman to touch themself while I watched," the soldier voiced with a calm tone while sitting down.
"You used it to combat your sinful urges?" Arielle almost panted her words. The man's low voice was sending a tremble along her spine that made her nethers throb.
"Yes, I also touched myself while I watched her enjoy her body. I did not have money for more that time," the soldier clarified. A sound of slow fabric rubbing on fabric sound began on his side.
"Could you tell me how the woman touched herself? I have to admit I'm not yet that accustomed on the curse of flesh... troubling women," Arielle voiced while trying to sound as calm as possible.
"With pleasure, I mean regret for I watched it for minutes, even after I was done," the soldier explained with his low rough voice. "She lifted up her dress and showed me her pussy. Then she slid her finger along it several times before taking a grip from her clit."
"Should I keep going?" the soldier asked while Arielle stared at her own nethers. Even through her robe, she was almost willing so swear she saw it throb. There definitely was an urge in her to touch her own flesh for pleasure, an act that should not be done with parts meant for holy creation of life.
"Yes, tell me what she did with her clit," Arielle voiced and slid one of her hands down to her groin. She definitely felt the swelling even through the fabric, especially when she pressed against it even felt wet. Like she had soaked her undergarment just a bit.
"Since you insist," the soldier said with an amused tone. "She pulled it up and down enough to stretch it, it kept swelling bigger and bigger the more she kept touching it."
While listening to the explanation Arielle slowly rubbed her swelling mound and felt tingles from it mixing with the ones coming from the man's voice. At that moment, she was not even thinking how wrong the act was, she simply let it happen.
"It kept growing and growing until she held a cock in her hands," the soldier said and Arielle froze on the spot. Fear crept into her mind while her nethers throbbed harder.
"A cock?" Arielle uttered with a surprised tone. She lifted her arms like growing a cock was a threat that existed if she had kept touching herself.
"Did you say something?" the soldier voiced back.
"Cock," Arielle uttered again with a weaker tone. Every time she said the word she felt how her body jerked a bit.
"Excuse me, I did not catch that, did you say cock?" the soldier asked with a very polite tone that was borderline teasing. The rubbing sound from his side became a bit louder.
"Yes, but how was she holding it?" Arielle exclaimed. Her cheeks were flaring up while she imagined holding a cock right now that had just come out of nowhere. She did not really know what one looked like besides the descriptions from the men so it was big and hard and oddly attractive to women.
"With her hand," the soldier clarified. It made Arielle hold a cock in the air that needed both of her hands to fully surround. She looked at it with confused fear.
"But how did she have a cock?" Arielle flared with ragged breathing.
"Because I gave it to her," the soldier explained. Arielle looked at the wall with a tilted head and an awkward smile.
"You mean it was your cock?" Arielle asked almost like a reflex. There was an odd relief on her tone.
"Yes, she held my cock in her free hand while she touched herself with the other," the soldier clarified yet again.
"Didn't you say you just watched?" Arielle stuttered. Her mind was starting to be completely tilted from thinking all the cocks and the heat just kept rising.
"I'm sorry I lied to you Holy Sister, I also paid her to hold my cock," the soldier said with an oddly apologetic tone.
"You are forgiven... telling about your sins is always hard," Arielle said with small pant. Odd radiation was going through her, like something was summoning her to touch herself even harder than before.
"Could you tell my cock to calm down?" the soldier asked with a pleading tone.
"Tell your cock?" Arielle uttered. There was saliva forming on her lips.
"Yes, even as I resist my cock is always filled with desires, like my cock has a mind of its own. So maybe you could try to calm my cock down," the soldier said with a tone that gave heavy focus on the word cock.
"Cock... you are only flesh... cock should not control the body or mind. Cock should just... just be used when it's needed to create life and... and to... pee," Arielle stuttered with heavy ragged breathing. Even her eyes were tilting while the heat in her body exploded with a strong blush.
"I feel so relieved sister, I offer this silver from your services," the soldier said and pushed a silver coin through the offerings hole that was big enough to even give bread through with a hand. Though it was usually covered with fabric.
"You know, a lot of us are really starting to find your guidance very helpful. I'm sure they will like you even more once I tell them how you helped me today and might bring better offerings if you give help like today," the soldier pondered after standing up.
"I try my best, the sins of the body are not that easy to fight," Arielle replied. Her voice had not calmed that much even though the soldier had done what he had come to do.
"As you say, Holy Sister, your voice was extra lovely today. Until I cum again," the soldier said and stepped out of the door.
"Until then," Arielle panted without noticing the word the man had used. It was the last confession she had reserved time for that day. Though she kept sitting in the booth for some time before her legs were strong enough to stand and her heat had lessened.
** * **
That night Arielle went for a private meeting with the only other full member of the clergy of the local temple. She had become very troubled due to the things that had happened during the day and she was unable to forget about them.
"Holy Father Samuel, guide me for I have sinned. I surrendered to the temptation of the flesh," Arielle stuttered almost in a panic and knelt in front of the elderly human priest. Even her head gown was down to reveal her tied blond hair.
"What do you mean, Holy Sister?" Samuel voiced sounding shocked. Arielle's face was still blushed with some sweat.
"Today, during the confession I let my base nature guide my hands and I-I let them touch my special place seeking pleasure," Arielle said and stared at Samuel's feet. Even now her undergarment was feeling wet even though she had just changed it. The transparent juice just kept forming every time her thoughts wandered to places they should not.
"I told you to tell me if there was something... improper the soldiers would say to you. It would seem now it is clear why you had no trouble listening to them for these months despite my worries," Samuel said with his usual calming tone. Though he did avoid looking down at the kneeling Arielle.
"That is not all, the man who came to seek relief during this act of sin was telling me about a woman who had been touching herself and... and it made me do it," Arielle exclaimed sudden tears in her eyes. She looked up and moved her knees to go almost to hugging distance of Samuel's robed legs.
"It seems it is the time to introduce you to the rite of cold," Samuel said while barely giving a look down even though it was church tradition that the members of the clergy knelt to each other when confessing sins.
"Rite of cold?" I have never heard of such a thing," Arielle said with an asking tone and wiped her tears.
"Usually only men of the faith go through it but there are cases of women too needing it. Follow me," Samuel voiced and did not even look back while he guided Arielle down the stairs to the catacombs under the temple. Once at the main hall of the tomb complex they stopped.
"Spend your night here praying to the gods. The cool and holy nature of the stone altar will calm your soul," Samuel kept explained while Arielle nodded with a downward stare. "If you feel that is not working, reveal your skin to the gods and press it against the stone while you sleep."
"Also, just to give all the details. Usually, the person is tied to the altar... naked for the night but since you are doing this for self-betterment I leave it up to you to how you are going to deal with it," Samuel said and began leaving like he was in a hurry.
"Thank you Holy Father, I will do my best to repent and gain relief for my suffering," Arielle said with a nod.
"I trust you will but if it becomes too hard for you. Feel free to come to get some water or bread," Samuel voiced before closing the door to the crypt. He left it unlocked as there was no way to open it from the inside as was the custom. Usually, only those who were repenting and those who were supposed to stay dead were allowed into the crypts of Holy Asmara.
Arielle knelt down next to the stone altar to pray, "Holy Asmara, I come seeking guidance from your light. I wish to find the answers I seek to fight my body of flesh so I may guide others."
For several hours Arielle kept praying but she did not feel like she had gotten any closer to the answers she sought. So she had no other choice but to act as Samuel had explained. With steady hands, Arielle removed her robe and undergarments and placed them on a side altar.
Despite the cold of the tomb even naked Arielle felt how her shapely body burned a bit. Her hands slid down to her silky blond pubes and then she pressed her nethers against the corner of the stone altar. Instant cold shivering pulse went through her but she kept pressing herself into the stone.
"May the cold cool my body, may it drive the filthy idea of cocks from my mind. My body belongs to the gods, there is no room in it for such things," Arielle voiced while staring at her tensing nethers. Even as the heat was leaving them an odd pressure was replacing it.
"More, I need more," Arielle stated and stepped away and the spot she had made her vulva kiss was visibly wet. Though she did not pay it any attention as she stepped on the altar and laid on it on her stomach. Her sizeable breasts squeezed between her and the stone while cold shivers went through her bones. Though the pressure kept mounting in her nethers like she was tightening to the point of pain.
"Please, Holy Asmara, guide me to fight this prison of flesh tainted by urges," Arielle voiced with an odd excitement in her tone. Image of a man laying on top of her on the altar flashed in her mind.
"Even now, the urges assault me... in this holy place," Arielle whimpered. The movement of her breasts made a jolt shoot into her nethers that made them twitch. As another image of a man laying on top of her flashed in her mind some tears appeared in her eyes.
"Please, just guide me to fight this," Arielle pleaded and after a moment of silence, she heard a distant rustle of metal. It made her jolt up as the sound kept growing stronger until it reached a certain level and stayed there.
"A sign?" Arielle voiced and moved down from the altar to follow the sound. Her feet were increasingly burned by the cold stone but she did not care as only her goal mattered. Even her breathing was starting to fume and her body shivered.
The sound guided Arielle to a small room with a single stone coffin. The source of the rustle came from within.
"Thank you Holy Asmara for guiding me to my answer," Arielle exclaimed and moved to open the mechanism of the coffin. Though the moment she saw what was inside she froze with horror.
A muscular red demon was chained into the coffin and Arielle's eyes immediately trailed into his large throbbing cock with well-defined veins.
"What is this? How could there be such a being in this holy place?" Arielle stuttered as the demon thrust his hips into the air as it was the only movement he was able to do due to his binds.
"Holy Asmara, what are you trying to tell me?" Arielle exclaimed while giving a quick glance into the demon's empty eyes. There was no emotion nor soul in them but he still kept thrusting his erect brick-boner upwards.
"It's like you are making me want to touch it... Holy Asmara, is it your will that it looks so... beautiful to me?" Arielle kept talking. She had trouble looking away from the first cock she had seen in her life. By now she had heard many stories about them but none of them had really prepared to what she was seeing now.
"Is this some message, my Goddess, are you telling me to... touch it?" Arielle asked. The demon's cock looked so painfully hard that it barely swayed and simply slapped on the red abs between thrusts.
Without further thinking in a moment of odd clarity Arielle lunged and grabbed from the bulging meat-rod with her right hand. The demon stopped for a moment and her delicate fingers vividly felt the erratic pulses of his veins. Their gazes met and Arielle could have sworn she saw deep pain for a moment in the demon's empty eyes. Though before she had time to think he thrust with his hips again and her loose grip was barely enough to pull from his skin.
The strong warm cock felt like a radiating source of heat in the cold and Arielle tightened her grip while she properly knelt down to hold it with both hands. Still, the demon kept thrusting with all of his might without any sign of caring that his tip was almost twisted by the limits of his veined foreskin.
"Such a strong desire... is this the uncontrollable lust the men keep telling me about? Were you once like them?" Arielle kept asking with dilating eyes while the relentless thrusting sent pulses up and down her body and some were even radiating from her own nethers.
"Can you even hear me? Are you so lost that only relieving the lust in this... cock matters to you?" Arielle voiced while her head leaned closer to inspect the painfully swollen looking tip. She was so focused on it that she barely leaned back in time to avoid the first shot of thick seed that shot out of it. In her sudden shock, she kept gripping the cock while it erupted like a broken tab. Once the cum began to flow there was no ending it for many seconds and it flowed down to cover Arielle's hands while the demon kept using them to pump himself dry.
"There is so much of it... why does it smell so good... Is Holy Asmara trying to tell me to... lick it," Arielle uttered with heavy breathing pauses while her body tensed up. Her hands were fully covered in the sticky cum while burning but oddly sweet aroma entered her nose.
"It calmed down," Arielle suddenly exclaimed. Even though there was still thick semen oozing out of his cock the demon relaxed like he had fallen asleep with closed eyes. Even the rod itself quickly deflated and escaped from her grasp.
"So sticky," were the only words Arielle added before she touched her fingers with her lips and began licking her hands clean. The abundant cum was so foamy that she was not sure if she had been able to even clean it from her hands in any other way but as she closed her eyes to enjoy her meal, she no longer cared. She kept licking herself until there was no cum left and even the rich aroma was gone from her skin.
"Holy Asmara... I feel so much love and warmth in me. Does this mean I passed your test?" Arielle exclaimed. Even though she got no response she knew her suspicions to be true deep down. Just by looking at the partially cum covered demon she knew what she needed to do next. What she wanted to do. So she spent the rest of the night licking the demon clean of his own cum.
** * **
The next morning Arielle felt wide awake despite not sleeping even a moment. So she marched straight to Samuel who was having his breakfast in the small dining hall of the temple.
"I'm ready Holy Father, I now know how to deal with the curses of flesh. It came to me during the night," Arielle declared with a knowing nod. She wore her usually priestess robe with a gown that hid her tied blond hair.
"You seem confident. I hope you have washed away your weakness so you can truly guide the lost souls," Samuel replied and stopped eating to talk.
"I am Holy Father, there is no doubt in my mind that I'm now in full control of the wicked sin that our bodies of flesh force upon us," Arielle stated with a calm tone.
"Very well, even though it still troubles me to let you take care of it but you must endure until the church assigns another with high enough rank to take confessions. Due to the soldiers just the two of us is not enough even though the actual population is low," Samuel pondered. Before Arielle had come normally only the officers came to do confessions now and then.
"No need to worry holy father, I'm full of confidence in dealing with their worries now," Arielle kept reassuring.
"I'm glad to hear it, there was already a line forming up when I checked so I'm not going to delay you from your duties any longer," Samuel voiced and waved Arielle to go.
"Thank you, I will do my best," Arielle said with a bow before leaving.
** * **
Once Arielle was sitting in the confession box it did not take long for the first soldier to enter on the other side.
"Guide me for I have sinned, I keep constantly thinking of forcing myself on a woman, any woman I see," the soldier with an odd tone that mixed amusement and concern.
"May Holy Asmara guide you to cleanse this urge. Is it something you can still control?" Arielle asked with a calm tone despite feeling her body burn a bit from the low-toned rough words.
"But I don't want to, my cock is just so hard and I'm trying to avoid touching myself. It has been days now but I'm trying to live up to the gods teaching so I must endure," the soldier declared with an overly proud voice.
"Could you describe it?" Arielle asked.
"Describe it?" the soldier uttered like the question had shocked him a bit.
"How the cock feels in your hand," Arielle clarified.
The soldier replied after a pause, "It feels really hard and long. Just touching it makes me want to fuck some tight pussy."
"Do you feel any pain? Is it so swollen it hurts?" Arielle asked.
"Ooh yes, on most nights I can barely sleep due to the pain that comes from not fucking some tight pussy," the soldier explained.
"That sounds... really bad... you must be cursed by your lust," Arielle said with concern. "Let me feel it to make sure... place it through the offerings hole."
"Right away," the soldier exclaimed and pushed his cock through the offerings hole and Arielle pulled the small curtain a bit to aside. The hole was just large enough for her to see even his balls hanging on the other side.
"It's not as swollen and pained looking as I feared but I can see how this could be troubling," Arielle pondered while looking at the human cock with a bit bulgy veins and a dark reddish hue.
"Yes, very troubling," the soldier grunted. His voice came above and he was clearly pressing himself to the wall as hard as possible to get most of his length through.
"Very well, I will now relieve your boner as I trust it to be called. As Holy Asmara has given me this calling there is nothing wrong or wasted as long as I consume the seed of life with my body," Arielle voiced and took a strong grip from the base of the cock.
"You gentle soft hand is taking such a good hold, I bet you are doing this all the time," the soldier said with rising excitement.
"This is my first time relieving the unused seed of life from a human. So excuse me if I'm not able to do it on the first try," Arielle said with an apologetic tone. Just one of her hand was enough to surround the cock into a strong grip so her other cupped the tip so she could better lick the semen from her hands. Though she had no idea just how much cum would come out from a cock that was not as s swollen as the demon's.
"First human huh? You mean you only usually do this to elves or maybe something else, orcs?" the soldier taunted while he began moving his hip as Arielle just kept still.
"Orcs? I guess you are right... any male might turn into a demon if the lust of their cock is not dealt with," Arielle uttered. There was a moment of silence while her mind wandered into just what a naked muscular orc would look like while the soldier kept thrusting into her hands.
"How are you liking my cock?" the soldier asked to break the silence. "Does jerking it turn the Holy Sister on?"
"Turning me on? Like the whores who hunger cock?" Arielle uttered while thinking one of the confessional stories she had heard.
"No wonder you kept going on with the talks with everybody, I bet you wanted to do this all along," the soldier replied.
"It's not something I want, it's something I need. Holy Asmara has given me this calling," Arielle replied. The thrusting cock was feeling increasingly hot in her hands.
"Need? Could it be the Holy Sister wants some extra donations for a good cause?" the soldier asked with a bit of taunt while he was nearing his climax.
"Donations are always welcome, Holy Asmara will repay all of them in her own way," Arielle said with a bit of ragged tone. Her own body was starting to really heat up from the sensations emitting from her hands.
"She sure does, I'm sure to tell to the palls outside. We just got our pay," the soldier voiced moments before he began thrusting his seed into Arielle's cupped hand. There was enough of it to spill over but nothing like the almost endless quantity of the demon's seed she had consumed last night.
"There, I hope you did not do a mess in there," the soldier grunted and quickly left after dropping a silver coin through the offerings hole. Arielle licked her hands clean and despite the semen not tasting as good as the demon's she swallowed it all to not waste any. While cleaning the well-honed bench with her tongue she placed the coin to a bucket where the donations to the temple went.
"Guide me for I have sinned, I heard a story of a Holy Sister offering to help me to fight against my urge to touch myself," the soldier said while sitting down.
"I'm assuming your cock is pained and swollen?" Arielle asked.
"Very much so, do you want to take a look?" the soldier asked back.
"Then you may place it through the offerings hole," Arielle suggested.
"Some mercy Holy Sister, I have stood in guard the whole night. Could I maybe convince you to push your hand through while I sit?"
"Holy Asmara offers her mercy to those in need," Arielle voiced and pushed her hand through the hole. The soldier immediately grabbed her writs and pulled her until her arm was one the other side up to her torso.
"What are you doing?" Arielle uttered with a bit of panic.
"Just helping you reach. There the two silver as I promised. Now let me hold your arm tight like this while you relieve my boner," the soldier voiced and pressed two silver against Arielle's robe covered armpit before letting them drop on her side.
There was a moment of silence but Arielle calmed down while her hand was made to grip a hard warn cock.
"Very well, this does feel... pretty hard and pained," Arielle voiced while the soldier guided her hand to jerk him with a heavy grip from her wrist.
"No need to move on your own, just keep the nice grip and let me use your hand," the soldier instructed and moved his grip to better lock Arielle's wrist.
"It's my duty to help you... I would feel ashamed if I let you to do all of it," Arielle replied.
"No need to be worried, I'm getting more than worth it just from seeing your hand come out of that hole," the soldier said and used his free hand to roll up Arielle's sleeve.
"What are you doing?" Arielle asked a bit confused even though she gripped harder on the cock due to the sensations caused by the man's fingers trailing on her skin.
"Such a silky perfect skin. I would love to lick all over you," the soldier confessed and slid two of his fingers to feel Arielle's armpit. He moved them enough to cause a tickling reaction.
"Anghhihi, what are you?" Arielle failed to fight back her giggle and her body jerked from the sensation. Though the soldier's fingers retreated almost immediately after triggering the sensation.
"I knew it, I bet your entire elven body is pretty sensitive, I would love seeing your face," the soldier voiced while sliding his finger to feel Arielle's elbow pit. It did not make her giggle but it definitely created radiation tension.
"You can come to meet me during prayer at any time," Arielle uttered while rubbing her thighs together while experiencing an oddly nice sensation from the man's fingers she barely understood.
"Heh, I might just to burn that beautiful face of yours to my mind to see it when I close my eyes... or when you hold my cock," the soldier said while Arielle felt hot slime pour on his fingers. He quickly wiped it and let go of her hand. She pulled it back quickly.
"Where did you put all the seed?" Arielle asked with a bit concerned tone while rubbing her sore arm.
"To a cloth napkin, did you want it or something," the soldier mused.
"Yes, I must consume it or it is wasted in the eyes of the gods," Arielle replied.
"Eh sure, here, no need to return it," the soldier voiced and dropped a wrapped piece of white fabric through the offerings hole. Arielle unwrapped it and quickly licked it clean without thinking anything but the raw smell.
"Guide me for I have sinned, my cock lusts to be sucked by an elven priestess," the next soldier said before Arielle even realized the last one had left.
"May Holy Amara protect you. You must not lust against her servants. It must be your cock of flesh doing that to you. It must be swollen hard. Please place it through the offerings hole," Arielle instructed with an odd hurry on her gaping lips.
"You are the third coming to me like this today, there must be some kind of curse going around enticing men to lust," Arielle states while giving an inspection to the throbbing hard cock that was the bigger than the first two.
"It would seem so holy sister, I think I can't feel relief until your lips touch my pained cock," the soldier said and made his cock sway in the hole. Arielle stared at it with an increasing gape on her face until she leaned down to kiss it.
"Ooh fuck, you are actually doing it. It's like a dream come true," the soldier uttered while Arielle slowly slid her lips along his length. She was naturally being careful and tried to protect the cock even from touching her teeth like they would break it on impact.
"Sister, your mouth feels so good. It's like a cock sucking temple," the soldier kept talking while the way Arielle handled his cock caused it to be surrounded with pressure by the soft bits in her mouth. Especially her tongue was doing its best to wrap around it from below.
"Let me fuck your priestess mouth-pussy," the soldier exclaimed in excitement and began to slowly thrust with his hip. The motion made Arielle follow it so that the area between her nose and jaw was pressed against the hole.
The soldier's thrusting became slowly faster and it dragged more saliva to Arielle's tightly squeezing lips. His raw smell filled her nose while her body burned hotter.
"I bet you are touching yourself, feeling that virgin elf pussy. I bet you are all wet and swollen," the soldier said with a rough tone. It made Arielle pull back but the words rang true in her mind. Her nethers were throbbing and her right hand was pressing against them.
"Ooh fuck, I'm Cumming already. You are just too good," the soldier said before stopping his hip to let Arielle simply to suck his cock dry. Her tongue milked the tip while her lips kept applying pressure to not let even a drop to escape.
At that moment there was nothing but the cock in Arielle's mind even as it began to deflate. She even slowly rubbed her arm against her crotch without noticing. The trance was deeper than she had ever had even during group prayer.
"You are so hungry for my cock. I bet you like its taste," the soldier commented as Arielle kept sucking him even after there was nothing left. The words made her jolt back freeing the flaccid cock. Even his balls were dripping wet as her lips had sucked without even caring about the hairs at the shaft's end.
"It's simply my duty to help you with your cock," Arielle stuttered while picking the hairs from her lips.
"Heh, then that means sucking me was its own reward," the soldier exclaimed and left without a donation but Arielle did not even notice as they were not required for confessions. Though after that she sucked every cock that came while fighting her own unholy urge to touch herself. At least that day she was victorious and most gave her a silver or two in donations that was combined way more than the temple had ever gotten in a single day.
That evening and most days after it, the temple was packed full to the group prayers. Even though Samuel was leading the ceremonies most eyes were on Arielle. And that is without mentioning the lines to the confession box. The workload on the local prostitutes was drastically reduced even on the first days of Arielle's new and improved confessions.
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