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Throughout high school, flocks of boys tried to date Sarah Turner. A stunningly attractive girl with blond hair and blue eyes, a well proportioned, athletic body and long shapely legs, she was constantly being pursued. Sarah, however, politely refused every offer. She had something more important in mind than frivolous dates with the raging hormones that teenaged boys seemed to be.

For as long as she could remember, Sarah had wanted to become a nun. Raised in a deeply religious family, there had never been any doubt for her that she wanted to serve God and the church. She had spent her early life preparing herself for her chosen path. Although friendly and outgoing, Sarah had never dated and had maintained her virginity so as to be pure in mind, spirit and body when she offered herself to the church.

Sarah was now 21 years old and had just taken her final vows to become Sister Theresa. Although she knew that she would never feel the touch of a man or the joy of motherhood, she had no regrets. Serving God was a joy unto it any other could not match that she was sure. Sister Theresa was happy in the very simplicity of her life.

It was fairly late at night as Sister Theresa walked the tree lined path from the church to the convent. She paused in her trek and listened as she thought she heard a faint rustling of the bushes. When the sound wasn’t repeated, she again started walking. A few steps later, she again paused when she thought she heard something. She wasn’t frightened. She knew that God was there to protect her.

“Is any body there?” she asked as she squinted her eyes, trying to penetrate the darkness. When she received no response, she resumed walking. She had not yet taken her second step when she heard a sharp crack off in the bushes.

“Who’s there?” Silence. “You are on church property. I demand that you come out and identify yourself!”

“Sarah.” The voice was little more than a whisper.

“Who are you? Do I know you? Come out into the open.”

“Sarah.” The soft voice repeated. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“What do you mean, waiting? Do you want to speak to me?”

No answer.

“Have you been waiting long?” Sister Theresa asked

“Years, Sarah. I’ve been waiting for you for years. Since you were an infant, Sarah.”

“That…that’s not possible. It makes no sense.” Sister Theresa was starting to feel troubled. Her hand went instinctively to her rosary.

“It makes sense, Sarah. It makes sense because you are the one. I’ve always known that you are the one.”

“The one?” Sister Theresa was confused. “The one for what?”

“The one for me, Sarah. The one for me.”

Before Sister Theresa could move, a darker blackness swept from the shadows and engulfed her. She had never seen anything move so fast! Just before she lost consciousness, her mind registered a smell. It was the sickly sweet smell of disease, decay and death.

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Sister Theresa’s eyelids fluttered. She slowly opened her eyes and tried to take in her surroundings. She was laying on a hard stone slab in a chamber of some kind, dark and damp. Large candles in old fashioned pedestal stands were spread at random intervals, providing an uneven and flickering light that added to the eeriness of the place.

Sitting up, Sister Theresa slid from the slab and stood there, trying to gain her bearings. There had to be a door, a hallway, something. There had to be a way out. She walked unsteadily to the wall and began moving through the darkness, her hands feeling for a door in the damp, uneven wall as she went. After ten minutes, she was back where she had started and had found no opening.

How could this be? There had to be an opening into the chamber. There HAD to be! Logic dictated that if Sister Theresa was IN the chamber, then there had to be a WAY in. Conversely, if there was a way IN, then there was a way OUT! But there wasn’t. Logic or no, there was no door or passage. Sister Theresa felt the fear of the unknown rising in her. Her hand trembled as she gripped her rosary for comfort.

“Heavenly Father,” she prayed “please help me in this, my time of need. I place myself in your hands.”

“Sarah.” Sister Theresa jumped at the sound of the soft voice.

To her amazement, a tall figure stood in the shadows on the other side of the chamber. How did he get there? She had been alone in the chamber. She was SURE of that.

“Who are you? How did you get in here? I…I DEMAND that you release me immediately!”

The tall figure laughed. Then, in that same soft voice, he said “Demand, Sarah? Demand? Oh, no, my dear Sarah. You do not ‘demand’ here. Here, your demands are as useless as your prayers.”

“Prayers are NEVER useless! God is ALWAYS here to help us!” Sister Theresa retorted sharply.

“Not here, Sarah. Your God cannot help you here. This is MY realm. Here, I command.”

Sister Theresa felt her blood run cold and she gripped her rosary even tighter. A glimmer of realization was beginning to dawn on her, and her heart pounded with the terror that came with that realization.

“Who…who are you?” Sister Theresa’s voice was a bare whisper.

“You know, Sarah. You know who I am.”

Sister Theresa trembled as the tall figure moved from the shadows and into the flickering candlelight. For the first time, she saw him clearly, and her scream was one of pure terror.

He stood over six and a half feet tall, and weighed in excess of 250 pounds. His eyes blazed bright red under thick, bushy eyebrows. His nose was long and hooked, seeming more like a beak. His evil grin showed teeth that was more like fangs. His ears were pointed and his skin was dark and deeply creased. Sister Theresa was looking at the incarnation of pure evil.

Stumbling backwards to the wall, she tried to put as much distance as possible between herself and the foul creature before her. Grasping her crucifix in both hands, she held it out in front of her for protection.

“Keep away from me!” Sister Theresa screamed as Satan approached her. “In the name of the Heavenly Father and the Blessed Virgin, I command you to keep AWAY from me!”

Satan chuckled as he reached out and took the top of the crucifix in his hand.

“You did not truly believe that this little trinket would stop me, did you? I have told you, Sarah, your God cannot help you here.”

With that, Satan tore the crucifix and rosary from Sister Theresa’s hand and threw it across the room. Before she could move, Satan’s hands flashed out and grasped her plain, black habit by the collar. With one swift movement, he tore the front of the garment open, exposing the bra, panties and pantyhose that Sister Theresa wore. Screaming and darting away, she tried to hold the torn remnants of her habit closed in front of her.

“Stop it! What are you DOING?” Sarah screamed at him.

“What am I doing, Sarah? Are you really so naïve? Didn’t they teach you anything?” Satan shook his head in mock pity. “Why, I’m going to fuck you, Sarah.”

Sister Theresa’s eyes grew large as his course words registered on her brain.

“I’m going to fuck you in every way possible.” He continued. “I’m going to fuck you in the cunt. I’m going to fuck you in the ass. I’m going to fuck you in the mouth. I’m going to make you my vessel, a depository for my seed.”

“You can’t!” Sister Theresa cried out. You CAN’T! I’m a bride of Christ!”

“You WERE a bride of Christ, but from now on, you will be my WHORE!” Satan responded as he opened his cape.

Sister Theresa saw that he was naked, and her eyes bulged in terror as she saw the size of his cock. It was MONSTROUS! It was easily twenty inches long and three and a half inches in diameter, and covered with open and festering sores. She screamed and turned to run, but he caught her by the wrist before she could take a full step.

“No!” she screamed as he dragged her to the stone slab in the centre of the chamber. “Please, NO! Don’t DO this! Please, PLEASE don’t do this!”

Satan tore the remains of Sister Theresa’s habit from her and threw it aside. He then threw her onto the slab so that her legs dangled form the end. Stepping up to her, he grasped her bra and tore it from her body. Sister Theresa tried fighting and kicking, but it was a futile attempt. She felt him reach between her legs and tear the crotch from her panties and pantyhose.

“I have watched you, Sarah. I have watched you for years. I know that you are a virgin. Every part of you is a virgin. If you weren’t, you wouldn’t be here. If any part of you had been penetrated, even once, you wouldn’t be here. You would not be suitable to be my vessel. But you weren’t penetrated, were you, Sarah? No part of your body was ever penetrated. And now, all that is about to change, Sarah. All of it.”

“Oh, dear God, HELP me! Please, PLEASE help me!” Sister Theresa screamed as Satan jammed a long, thick finger up her cunt and began sliding it in and out of her. This couldn’t be happening to her! It COULDN’T be! All the years of carefully guarding her virginity, her purity, it COULDN’T end like this. It just COULDN’T!

Satan was now jamming three fingers into Sister Theresa, spreading her cunt open and getting it moist. She tried squirming away, but he held her tightly by one of her legs.

Pulling his fingers from her, he reached down and grasped his huge cock, lifting it into sight so Sister Theresa could see it. She now felt a blind terror that she had never known existed.

“Are you ready, Sarah? Are you ready to have your cunt split wide open?”

“Oh God, DON’T! Please DON’T!” she screamed as she felt Satan forcing the head of his huge member into her cunt, spreading her open beyond what she thought possible. “DON’T! I c-can’t TAKE it! It’s too BIG! Oh God it hurts! It HURTS! No more! Please, please no MORE!”

Satan grinned as he continued forcing his cock farther and farther into Sister Theresa’s hole. With each thrust, he penetrated her a little deeper, and hurt her a little more. Her screams of pain and pleas for mercy was pleasing to him. Watching her body twist and turn as she tried to escape from him was exciting. He grabbed her by the ankles and lifted her feet straight into the air as he continued driving into her.

“DON’T! OH GOD DON’T!” she screamed as she felt him pressing up against her hymen. She felt him pull back, felt him tense for another inward thrust. “Please stop it! NO! DON’T! OH PLEASE! PLEASE! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!”

Sister Theresa arched her back and screamed in pain as Satan brutally tore through her hymen, ripping her virginity to shreds as he drove even deeper into her battered body. She felt as if he was tearing her insides to pieces as he relentlessly drove deeper and deeper into her with each vicious thrust. The tears that streamed from her eyes traced paths down her cheeks.

“Oh GOD, please STOP! Y-your KILLING me!” she screamed as he forced his way even deeper into her ravaged cunt. She had never imagined that there could be such pain, never imagined that anyone could ENDURE such pain! And still he continued driving deeper into her.

Satan could see the sweat beading on Sister Theresa’s forehead. Her head was rolling from side to side and her body was twitching and trembling under the continued abuse. She was twisting and turning, trying to escape the monstrosity that was impaling her. Still he forced more of his colossal member into her, ripping screams from her with every trust.

“N-no m-MORE. Please n-no m-MORE! I c-can’t TAKE any-any more! I-It’s t-too b-BIG! D-don’t put any m-more IN m-me! PLEASE d-don’t put any m-more IN me!” Sister Theresa whimpered as she futilely begged for mercy.

Satan grinned and forced more of his meat into her. She was now pounding the stone slab with her fists. She ground her teeth together as the pain, frustration and shame of this
brutal rape coursed through her. Why was this happening to her? What had she done to deserve this?

Then, with a final, brutal drive, Satan sunk the last of his twenty inch cock into her. Her head snapped back and a long, agonized scream echoed from the chamber walls.

“OH GOD, ST-STOP IT! NO M-MORE! OH GOD! OH GOD! AHH…AHH…AHH!” Sister Teresa screamed in agony as she felt her insides being torn apart. “PLEASE…UUHHH…UUHHH…ST-STOP…UUHHH…OOOHHHHHHH!”

Satan continued driving his monstrous meat repeatedly into the helpless young nun. He was pounding into her with great force, relishing the way her body jumped with every penetration. Her fingernails clawed at the stone slab and her head snapped from side to side as the incredible pain tore through her.

“Aren’t you glad you saved yourself for me, Sarah? Aren’t you glad you waited all those years so that I could be your first?” Satan grinned evily.

“P-P-PLEASE! … UUHHH … UUHHH … AAHHHHH … ST-STOP IT! … UUHHH … OH NO! … UUHHH … UUHHH … OH GOD NO! … UUHHH … I CAN’T … I CAN’T …. UUHHH … UUHHH … OOOHHHHHH!”

Satan’s eyes blazed as he watched his cock withdraw nearly all the way from Sister Theresa’s cunt before slamming the full length of it back into her. Over and over he pulled from her, only to slam back into her as viciously as he could. Each time he did, her body jumped and a scream escaped her throat.

“I’m getting close, Sarah! I’m getting very close! Do you want my cum in you, Sarah? Do you want me to fill you with my seed?” Satan spoke sadistically to the tortured woman. Her eyes bulged as she comprehended the meaning of his words. She felt sick to her stomach at the very thought.

“OH NO! OH G-GOD NO! NOT THAT! … UUHHH … UUHHH … P-PLEASE NOT THAT! … UUHHH … UUHHH … N-NOT INSIDE M-ME! … UUHHH … UUHHH … OH PLEASE NOT INSIDE ME!”

Satan laughed as he increased the force and pace of the rape. Sister Theresa screamed in pain each time he drove his huge cock deep inside her. The faster he went, the more painful it became for her. She was screaming and crying as she heard Satan begin to growl deep in his throat.

“DON’T! … UUHHH … UUHHH … P-PLEASE NO! … Y-YOU C-CAN’T! … UUHHH … UUHHH … N-NOT … OWWW! … INSIDE M-ME! … OOHHH … PLEASE DON’T! … UUHHH … UUHHH … UUHHH!” Sister Theresa begged as Satan drove into her with ever increasing speed and force. She felt as if she were being torn in half by the gargantuan cock that was repeatedly buried in her body.

“It’s time, Sarah!” Satan growled. “It’s time!”

“OH DEAR GOD NO! … UUHHH … UUHHH … UUHHH … PLEASE D-DON’T! … UUHHH … UUHHH … P-PLEASE NOT THIS! … OOWWW! … PLEASE!! … UUHHH … UUHHH … ” Sister Theresa pleaded as she felt Satan’s cock begin to twitch and throb inside her. “NO! PLEASE NO! … OOHHH … OOHHH … OOHHH … OOHHH … NNNNNNIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Sister Theresa screamed in agony as Satan’s cock exploded, spraying her insides with searingly hot cum. She felt the foul liquid burning her insides as he continued fucking her, pumping more cum into her with every inward thrust. She pounded the stone slab with her fists as Satan continued pumping cum into her. No human could have come close to matching the quantity of sperm that he was shooting into her. No TEN humans could have matched the quantity. Still he drove into her, pumping ever more cum into her battered body.

Finally, after what seemed like ages, he began slowing his pace. He continued slowly stroking inside her for several minutes before he finally stopped altogether. Then, letting her legs go, he stepped back and pulled his twenty-inch cock out of her. Sister Theresa groaned as her legs dropped and she felt his cum literally pour out of her ravaged cunt.

“Oh, God. Oh, God. W-what did I d-do? W-what did I d-do to cause you to l-let this h-happen to m-me?” she whimpered softly as the tears ran from her eyes. “I w-was always g-good. I w-was! Why d-did y-you let this h-happen? W-what did I d-do?”

“You don’t expect an answer, do you, Sarah? You don’t really expect an answer? You’re mine now. He doesn’t want to talk to you, now. You’re dirty. You’re unclean.” Satan grinned evilly as he said this.

“No. No, I’m not!” Sister Theresa whimpered softly between her tears. “I’m n-not unc-clean. You r-raped m-me. I d-didn’t w-want to d-do that! I didn’t w-want y-you in m-me. Y-you FORCED me!”

“It doesn’t matter, Sarah. I was in you. I CAME in you. My fluids are still draining from you. You’re dirty. You’re unclean. And we’re not done yet. You’re only one third of the way to becoming my vessel. I still have to fuck you in the ass and in the mouth!”

‘Oh, no! Oh, please no! You can’t!” Sister Theresa pleaded.

“Oh, but I can, Sarah. I most certainly can. I don’t even have to wait. I’m not human, Sarah. I can fuck you time after time. I can fuck you and cum, fuck you and cum, fuck you and cum, as many times as I want to. I’ll show you, Sarah. I’ll show you by fucking you in the ass right now!”

“GOD NO!” Sister Theresa screamed as Satan pulled her off of the stone slab. Spinning her around, he pushed her up to the slab and bent her over it. She tried to fight, but it was absolutely useless.

“OH GOD, PLEASE DON’T! IT’S TOO BIG! YOU’LL KILL ME!” Sister Theresa screamed in terror as she felt the huge cock pressing against her asshole. She tried to jerk away, but Satan held her tight. She felt the pain as the head of the monstrous cock began spreading her open, forcing its way inside of her. She squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth as the huge, bulging head spread her asshole wider and wider.

“STOP! OH PLEASE STOP! … AAARRRR … OOOWWWWW … N-NO! N-NO! I C-CAN’T TAKE IT! P-PLEASE NNNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! She screamed as the head of Satan’s cock entered her asshole and began forcing it’s way deeper into her bowels. If she had thought that nothing could surpass the pain of the initial rape, she now realized how wrong she had been. The pain tearing through her was already beyond description, and he had only begun to enter her.

“OH PLEASE T-TAKE IT OUT! T-TAKE IT OUT OF M-ME! OH GOD, IT HURTS SO BAD! IT HURTS SO BAD! OOOOWWWWWWWW!!!!”

Satan grinned as he jammed more of his massive cock into her ass. Deeper and deeper her fucked himself into her, relishing her screams of agony. Sister Theresa was screaming and crying, pounding futilely on the stone slab with her fists as the tears rolled down her face.

“NNUUHH … NNUUHH … NNUUHH … OH GOD! … OH GOD! … NNUUHH … P-PLEASE … P-PLEASE … NNNAAAAHHHH … ST-STOP! … N-NO DEEPER! … AAAHHHH … PLEASE NO D-DEEPER! … OOOHHHHHAAAAA!”

“Oh, Sarah, of course I’m going deeper. You have to take it all, Sarah. You have to take every INCH!” With the last word, Satan viciously jammed another three inches into Sister Theresa’s battered asshole, tearing another scream from her.

Sister Theresa felt as if she were being ripped in two as Satan continued fucking his cock deeper into her. Withdraw and thrust, withdraw and thrust, over and over, moving ever deeper into the tortured bowels of the agonized young nun. She thought she must surely die, that she would not be able to survive the brutality of this rape. Then with a final thrust, Satan slammed his pelvis up against the cheeks of her ass. The entire monster was buried deep in her bowels.

“NNNNAAAAAARRRRRR … N-N-NOOO! … OH GOD N-NOO! … NNUUHH … NNUUHH … G-GET OUT! … OOHHH … P-PLEASE GET OUT OF M-ME! … NNUUHH … NO M-MORE! … AAARRRR … Y-YOU’RE T-TEARING ME APART! … NNUUHH … PLEASE STOP!” Sister Theresa pleaded in vain as Satan brutally stroked his gargantuan cock in and out of her bowels. She could feel her insides being torn and damaged from the brutality of the rape and the shear size of the monstrous cock inside her.

“You are going to learn, Sarah. You are going to learn to serve me. You will serve me, and you will service me. You will be my whore for eternity.”

Sister Theresa could not respond. The pain had reached such a level that she could only scream and cry as Satan continued brutally sodomizing her. He held her tightly by the hips as he repeatedly drove the full length of his huge cock into her with terrifying speed and force. Her body jumped and twitched and she screamed out in agony with every cruel penetration of her bowels. She felt him swelling even more inside her, felt his cock begin to throb.

“NNNNNEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!” Sister Theresa arched her back and screamed hideously as Satan’s cock began shooting great wads of thick, burning hot cum deep into her brutalized bowels. It felt as if hot lead were being injected into her. She continued screaming as more and more demon fluids were pumped into her. Still he pounded into her, spraying her insides with ungodly amounts of cum.

Finally, gradually, his pace slackened. Without warning, he released her hips and pulled his cock out of her ass as he stepped away from her. Sister Theresa slid from the slab and dropped to a sitting position on the floor, her back against the side of the slab. Her head was hanging down, and she could see cum and blood leaking from both of her holes.

“Oh, God.” She whimpered. “Oh, God, p-please leave me alone. P-please just leave m-me alone.”

“Sarah, you know that I can’t do that. You’ve only come two thirds of the way. I still have to fuck you in the mouth so you can become my vessel.”

“No. Oh, please no. It…it’s t-too big. Too l-long. I … I c-can’t … I … I …”

“You can, Sarah. You can and you will. You will take my cock in your mouth and you will swallow my cum.”

“Oh, no! Please NO!” Sister Theresa pleaded as Satan took his cock in his hand and began moving towards her. He grabbed her by the head, holding her in place. She saw the open, festering sores, as well as her own fluids, blood and shit that coated the huge cock.

“NO! PLEASE NO! NOT LIKE THIS! PLEASE NOT LIKE THIS! I CAN’T! IT’S TOO BIG! PLEASE NO! PLEAAAUUUURRRGGGGGGAACCHHHHH!” Her pleas were cut off as he started forcing the massive head of his cock between her lips. As he pressed inward, he forced her jaws open to nearly the breaking point. The pain to Sister Theresa was excruciating.

“UUURRRRRGGGG …. RRRRGGGG … RRRRGGGG!” she started gagging as the head of his cock entered her mouth. He jammed deeper into her mouth, forcing the head back to the entrance to her throat.

“UUURRRRRRR … UUURRRRRGGGG …” She was retching and gagging on the huge piece of meat that filled her mouth. The taste of her own shit and fluids turned her stomach. She felt nauseous as Satan began stroking his cock in and out, fucking her in the mouth.

Satan gripped her by the hair, holding her head in place while he forced his cock even deeper into her. She felt the head of his cock at the entrance to her throat, and still he kept pressing inward. Sister Theresa gagged more violently as he crammed more of his meat into her.

She was pushing against his hips with her hands, trying to keep him from going any deeper into her. She began to panic when the head of his cock actually entered her throat, cutting off her air passage.

Unable to breathe, Sister Theresa began pounding ineffectively on Satan with her fists as he forced his cock even deeper into her throat. Her terror increased with every second that she couldn’t breathe.

Satan was now fucking her throat. Gagging and retching, she could feel the cock moving inside her … deep … shallow … deep … shallow … deep … never withdrawing far enough to allow her to breathe. Her lungs were beginning to burn. She was becoming light headed from lack of air.

Satan could feel Sister Teresa’s throat contracting around his cock every time she gagged. It was as if her throat were milking his cock. He started fucking her throat faster. She was on the verge of passing out when she felt him throbbing inside her.

“RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUURRR!” she retched as Satan blew a tremendous load of thick, hot cum down her throat. Two, three, four times he blew cum down her throat. Quickly pulling back, he splattered the next three loads against the back of her throat. Then, withdrawing so that only the head of his cock was still in her, he filled her mouth to overflowing with the next several loads.

With no other choice, Sister Theresa swallowed the cum that Satan was continuing to pump into her. Over and over he pumped hot cum into her mouth, and over and over she swallowed the thick fluid. Finally, after forcing her to swallow over a quart of his cum, Satan pulled his cock out of her mouth. Exhausted, she collapsed to the floor, gasping for air.

Sister Theresa laid on the damp, dirty floor. Her battered, brutalized body trembled as tears rolled down her face. Her entire body was wracked with pain from the repeated,
brutal rapes. And more than her body was damaged. Her mind was nearly shredded by the horrors that had been inflicted on her. Placing her hands palm down on the floor, she lifted herself to a near sitting position so she could look upwards.

“W-why me?” she whimpered through her tears. “Oh, God, why m-me? I d-didn’t do anything wr-wrong. I’ve a-always been g-good. Always. I’ve s-served you faithfully, God. M-my whole l-life I’ve served you f-faithfully. Why did you l-let this h-happen to m-me, God? W-why d-did you let th-this HAPPEN to me? Why didn’t y-you PROTECT ME? Why, God? Tell me WHY! WHY DIDN’T YOU PROTECT ME, YOU COCKSUCKER?!”

As Sister Theresa broke down in tears, Satan knelt next to her and took her gently in his arms.

“It’s true, Sarah. Your God abandoned you. He didn’t protect you. But I won’t abandon you, Sarah. I will never abandon you. You are my vessel now, and we are tied together for eternity.

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Sarah Turner sat at the bar sipping vodka on the rocks. Her blond hair was just past shoulder length and parted in the middle. She wore a white satin, bare midriff top with a light blue mini skirt and white four inch stiletto heels with a strap around her ankles. She wore no bra or panties, and her pantyhose were crotch less. She watched as the tall, handsome young man crossed the room and leaned on the bar next to her.

“Hi, beautiful. Can I buy you a drink?”

“You could,” she smiled, “but it would be a waste of time.”

“Why would it be a waste of time?”

“Well,” she said, “why waste time drinking when we can go someplace and fuck?”

“Shit. You’re a hooker, aren’t you? Okay, how much?”

“Not a dime, sweetheart. I’m not a hooker. I just like sex. Straight, anal, oral, take your pick. It doesn’t matter to me.”

“You are my kind of girl.” He said as Sarah slid off the bar stool and they walked to the door.

Sarah had been serious when she told the young man it didn’t matter to her what kind of sex they had. He could fuck her in the cunt, in the ass or in the mouth. It didn’t matter to her, as long as he came inside her. Once he came inside her, his sperm would mix with the Master’s. Once that happened, this young man would belong to the Master forever.

After all, that was the whole purpose of a vessel, to “recruit” people for the Master, and Sarah was determined to be a good vessel. She would recruit thousands, TENS of thousands of followers for him. She would recruit them with her cunt, her ass and her mouth. She would recruit an ARMY for the Master, and she would serve him faithfully. After all, she loved the Master, and he loved her.