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Arabella collapsed weakly into Priest's arms, her face still flushed from the afterglow of her orgasm, her head resting on his shoulder as she panted.
Priest wrapped one arm lightly around her waist, holding her close, while his other hand slid under her skirt, his fingers penetrating her anus.
"No more, Dorian..." Arabella trembled as she whispered her plea into his ear.
Her pleas went unheeded, and soon the second and third fingers were also pushing their way in, expanding and thrusting. The semen that had been locked inside her body flowed out along with the fingers, mingling with the liquid that had just been shot into her vagina, dripping down her thighs and onto the floor, creating a mess.
Feeling the anal muscles soften, the white-robed Priest turned her around, having her brace herself against the bookshelf, then embraced her hips and entered her rear.
"Mmm..." A barely audible moan escaped Arabella's throat as she took deep breaths to match Priest's rhythm, enduring the vibrator that was being pushed deeper into her intestines.
At the same time, the Witches were busy packing up to head to their next class, and the sound of their footsteps and voices filled the room.
Arabella's eyes were blindfolded, and the lively sounds around her made her entire body tense up. Her rectum involuntarily clenched. Priest's movements were obstructed, so he gave her buttocks a harsh slap, forcefully thrusting himself all the way in.
"Ah!" The sudden tearing sensation made Arabella cry out. She quickly covered her mouth, terrified of the consequences if they were discovered, shivering as she tried to hold back her breath.
"Arabella?" Nina's voice came from nearby. The bespectacled girl had been wondering where her companion had gone: "We're going to be late for the next class if you don't hurry."
Nina's voice was getting closer, and Arabella desperately tried to stay quiet, on the verge of tears.
Priest used one hand to hold Arabella's waist, lifting her off the ground, and used the other hand to cover her mouth. Her rear was still impaled on his thick shaft, using that as the anchor to keep them connected as he moved.
Priest stepped lightly between the bookshelves, carrying Arabella and perfectly avoiding the sight of each passing Witch. The phallus in her rear stirred her insides with each step, eliciting muffled moans from the girl whose mouth was covered.
"Strange, where did she run off to?" Nina circled the bookshelves, not spotting Arabella. She walked out of the library, perplexed, unaware of the white liquid dripping on the floor below.
When the last Witch had left and the sound of the library door closing reached them, Arabella could no longer hold back, and Priest pressed her against the desk, thrusting violently until she screamed in ecstasy.
Her rear was flooded with another load of semen, and the girl lay sprawled on the desk, panting heavily.
The cold blade pressed against her neck. Arabella held her breath, unsure of Dorian's intentions.
The sharp edge sliced effortlessly down, cutting open her clothing from the neckline to the hem, dividing it into two halves without harming her skin.
Arabella remained motionless, feeling the torn garment being pulled apart, exposing her smooth, pale body completely to Priest.
A large hand seized her chest, forcefully kneading and squeezing her delicate breasts, the soft flesh spilling out between the fingers. Arabella winced in pain, but before she could react, the formidable member was thrusting into her body again, driving into her relentlessly.
Priest ravaged her neck and tender breasts with bites and licks, his heavy, lust-filled breathing caressing her skin.
The savage assault rendered Arabella incapable of thought, the thick, hard object pressing the vibrator inside her, invading and dominating. The frenzied kisses plundered her lips. Arabella's beautifully sculpted legs were raised high, her toes curling tightly as she was pounded mercilessly, her body seemingly about to be impaled. The desk beneath her shook violently, creaking in protest, echoing the woman's cries through the expansive library.
Priest from Sis Seminary was specially trained for engaging with WitchContract, possessing exceptional stamina in matters of intimacy, his endless invasions overwhelming Arabella. Time seemed to have vanished, and she had no idea how long she had been violated, her two sex organs gaping open, trembling and leaking thick fluids between her widely spread legs.
She lay there like a fish left to dry, mouth agape, struggling to breathe. Her body was nearly completely bare, with only her hands still trapped in the sleeves, the clothing hanging loosely on her.
Priest turned her over, binding her wrists together behind her back.
"Dorian, I'm dying..." Arabella whispered weakly.
She was dragged off the desk, her legs too weak to even stand, forced to kneel on the floor, her hair gripped by Priest and her head positioned in front of his member, coated in thick white fluid.
The scorching phallus, reeking of semen, mercilessly penetrated her mouth. The massive shaft instantly filled her entire oral cavity and continued down her throat.
"Mmph..." The excessively large object obstructing her airway caused Arabella to instinctively swallow, the contracting, tight passage eliciting blissful sensations for Priest as he savored the girl's moist orifice.
Arabella's head was held down, preventing her from escaping. Her face was flushed bright red from lack of oxygen, and her body was violently shaking.
The Priest savored Witch's pained expression, abruptly pulling out his shaft and watching her frantically gasp for air, almost coughing up her lungs. Before she could catch her breath, he thrust back in.
After several rounds, the girl was reaching her limit, her gaze becoming unfocused. She felt like she was going to die. Her lungs were in agonizing pain, and her consciousness started to blur, her senses fading into darkness, with only the vibrating sensation of the toy inside her becoming increasingly vivid.
The suffocation was prolonging, and Arabella's body had completely lost the will to resist, her consciousness consumed by the overwhelming pleasure, all her muscles out of control, as golden liquid gushed out from between her legs, spilling onto the floor.
At the same time, the library door opened, and someone entered from the outside.
Arabella no longer had the strength to worry about being seen. But the chilling voice coming from the doorway instantly snapped her back to reality, sending a chill down her spine.
"What are you doing?" Dorian stood at the door, his face grim, his cold gaze fixed on the two engaged in the intense tryst.
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