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When Arabella woke up again, she found that she was not lying in her own room as usual, but had fallen asleep in Dorian's bed. Her body was completely naked under the covers, and a sticky sensation came from between her legs.
She had lost control again.
This time, the memories were much clearer than before; the pain caused by the Punishment Spell now brought a tightening sensation to her body just thinking about it. What made her feel worse was Dorian's gloomy expression.
Normally, after their coupling, he would clean her thoroughly from top to bottom, change her into sleepwear, and carry her to bed. But today, he clearly hadn't done so. Dorian was probably losing patience with her.
She looked around and saw the silver-haired Priest sitting by the window, his expression shifting between uncertainty and gloom, deep in thought under the moonlight.
The situation was even more troublesome than she had imagined. The Priest's fingers unconsciously tapped on the window sill. After two incidents, it was no longer just a matter of enhancing Arabella's powers; just getting her to control the Dark Power was already a challenge.
Both Demonizations had occurred just as she was about to be violated, and Dorian felt that something was hidden deep within her, like a buried landmine that would explode violently at the slightest touch.
Perhaps he needed to change his training methods.
"Dorian?" The girl's voice pulled him back from his thoughts. Arabella adjusted herself under the covers, looking at him anxiously.
This insecure girl always looked uneasy when she was with him, carefully watching his expressions, fearing she would upset him.
Dorian steadied himself and softened his expression, trying to appear gentler.
"I'm sorry," Arabella apologized again before he could speak.
"It's not your fault." Dorian soothingly patted her head. He had been too eager, using a poor method to stimulate his Demon Attendant. However, this incident had made him realize what was important to him.
"Arabella, don't let anyone else know about this incident of Demonization." The Holy See would not allow a Witch who could lose control at any time to exist. If this matter reached Timothy Bishop's ears, he wasn't sure if he could still protect Arabella's life.
The girl obediently nodded.
"Additionally—" he leaned closer to Arabella, pulling back the covers she had used to shield her body, "our special training content is going to change."
The sudden exposure of her body made Arabella let out a cry, instinctively using her hands to cover her bare chest. Before she could even react to what was happening, Dorian had already flipped her over, with her upper body pressed against the bed and her hips raised in a kneeling position.
"What are you going to do?" The meaning of this position was all too obvious, and Arabella's face flushed with embarrassment as she asked this question.
"This is a new special training."
"Special training? What kind of special training can be done in this position?" Arabella looked puzzled.
"To fully accept me." Priest said, and then his two long fingers directly penetrated the girl's honey pot.
"Mmm..." The sudden invasion caused the girl to let out a muffled groan. During this period, her little hole had been explored by Dorian's mighty member every night, so accommodating two fingers was not a problem, but the rough penetration without any foreplay still made Arabella squirm uncomfortably.
The lust-infused fluids and semen left over from their previous lovemaking session were stirred up by his fingers, trickling down her thighs and forming a pool on the bedsheet.
The sensitive girl's body had already begun to softly moan, her warm, honey-like crevice pulsing and sucking at his fingers.
But Dorian did not linger there for long, after a brief stirring, the fingers coated in abundant love juices withdrew from the honey passage, smearing the slick, sticky liquid around the tightly closed orifice of her rear.
Arabella's body stiffened, instantly understanding what Dorian was about to do.
The dampened fingers circled and gently pressed against the tender folds, and once the muscles had relaxed slightly, they aimed at the center and slowly pushed in.
"Mmm!" Arabella trembled and let out a groan, burying her face in the pillow, trying to endure the intense discomfort of the foreign object entering her body and resisting the urge to struggle, maintaining her position.
The fingers mimicked the motions of lovemaking, rotating and thrusting in bit by bit, exploring deeper with each invasion, twisting and expanding the tense opening until they were fully sheathed.
This was the first time she had so clearly felt her rear orifice being penetrated, and the tension and embarrassment suffused her entire body, the muscles of the entrance compelled to ripple and contract, carrying a touch of subtle pleasure.
But soon, when the second finger entered, the searing sensation of her hole being forcefully stretched open made her cry out in pain.
"If you don't want to get hurt, then relax." Dorian gave her buttock a light smack, eliciting another moan from the girl.
Arabella took a few deep breaths, trying her best to control the instinct of her rear passage to resist the invading object, and relaxed her lower body, submitting to Dorian's exploration.
The thin anal flesh was gradually stretched open, the delicate folds were smoothed out, and the once tightly closed entrance was widened into a round hole, revealing the moist, writhing intestinal lining within. Soon, the third and fourth fingers also explored her interior.
Arabella's body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, her breathing became rapid, and the entrance of her rear passage was softened by the pounding, with glistening fluids seeping out of her love canal.
The girl panted as she synchronized her movements with Priest's thrusts. Suddenly, the scorching, hard, and thick phallus plunged into her wet, honeyed passage, burying itself fully.
"Ah—!" The sudden, overwhelming sensation caused Arabella to cry out. The cock rubbed and ground against her insides, drawing out a stream of lewd juices, before withdrawing, along with the fingers.
The now-empty rear passage had no time to close up before the massive shaft, lubricated by the love fluids, pushed its way in.
The sensation was entirely different from the fingers, the huge cock carrying an intimidating heat as it burrowed deeper inside. Arabella could even feel her intestinal folds being parted by the intrusion, her body stretched to the limit by the massive object.
As the phallus entered more than halfway, her anal flesh was pulled to its absolute limit, the searing pain making the girl cry out, "Ah! It hurts!"
Dorian ceased his advance, instead moving shallowly at the entrance. One hand gripped Arabella's breast, pulling her upper body up, while the other hand delved into her flower's depth.
Teeth grazed the pulsing veins under the thin skin, lips kissed and sucked at the sweat-soaked neck, leaving behind little marks. The girl's entire weight pressed down on her lower regions and breasts, her nipples reddened and erect under the fingers' ministrations, both her holes being simultaneously penetrated, waves of electric pleasure making her whole body go limp.
And with each moment of blissful oblivion, the monstrous shaft sank deeper inside her. By the time the hideous weapon was fully sheathed, Arabella was nearly completely spent.
"Well done." Dorian gently kissed her lips, then laid her weakened body back down on the bed.
The massive member began to move, the tightly clenched anal flesh being pulled out as it withdrew, then pushed back in as it plunged, making obscene "shlick" sounds mixed with love juices.
"No... I'm going to break..." The helpless girl endured the ferocious blade's thrusting, the sensation of losing control mingling with the fulfilling feeling of being filled, assaulting her senses. Her tender, ravaged opening, red and swollen, resembled a lascivious flower in full bloom. Her body rocked back and forth with each of Priest's powerful strokes, her sensitive nipples rubbing against the bedsheet.
Subjected to the cycle of pain and pleasure, the girl was swept into climax. At the same time, searing hot seed was unleashed, flooding her spasming passage.
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