*** Mature Content Scenes of a sexual nature ***

Cerubian

It was a surreal time for Cerubian, two weeks ago he was running for his life, death was a certainty. Now he was, the personal plaything for a very powerful woman.

He glanced at the woman who changed his existence forever. She commanded the room with her presence she shone in the candlelight, as if even light itself bends to her will.

She looked up from the ledger she was writing in, and gave him a wry smile. Only two people who engaged in constant carnal exploits can read each other's body language as if were written on paper.

Her pink tongue glided over full lips; as if reminiscing the taste of a sweet treat. That simple gesture was enough to have its effect on him. He stiffened uncontrollably, she glanced down and chuckled at his reaction.

He unconsciously lifted his hand to his shoulder where the Mother Superior bit him so vigorously during her orgasm that she drew blood.

A morbid thought crossed Cerubian's mind, maybe that was the taste she was remembering fondly. Many times during their furious lovemaking Cerubian got the impression that she was attempting to devour him.

There was an insatiable hunger within her, sex was not just an act between them. But more of a religious ritual; as if she was invoking a holy vengeance upon his entire gender.

Cerubian had sex with many girls in the village, but his was so different. Talyssa was in complete control of his mind, soul and body. He gives himself to her freely, a willing sacrifice upon her lustful shrine.

She rose languorously from her desk never taking her eyes off him. Like a cat she strutted slowly towards him, he could swear he heard her purring as she walked.

She slowly lifted her dress from ankles to calves; calves to thighs. Cerubian was transfixed by her exhibitionism. He felt it very difficult to breathe the closer she came.

The Golden Fleece of her sex shone in the candle light, her eyes bore into his as she inserted two fingers inside her divine cleft. When they re emerged they were glistening with her holy water.

With one hand she pushed him further on the divan he was seated on. The honey coated fingers slid over his lips. His tongue flicked out to taste the tangy juices upon them. The pungent smell of her arousal was making him swoon.

She violently forced her fingers into his mouth; he sucked them like a child holding a cane of sugar. She reached down and pull the string of his breeches. Finding its path to escape, his scepter eagerly sprang into view. As she grasped onto it, a loud knock shattered the ritual.

She was visibly annoyed at this intrusion, "what is it? I am busy" she hissed.

A very nervous voice responded from behind the locked door. "Mother, a man is here, he says he is your son"

"Cerubian I need a minute to prepare, go answer the door."

He rose with a nonchalant shrug, "Hey the Mother Superior will be out in a mi.." his words died in his throat.

He was staring into a pair of grey reptilian eyes, eyes full of malice, Sarpen's eyes.