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Chapter 36: Sorscee's Scheme (2): Ewelina the Sentinent!

The scene of Hundra eagerly teasing the rosebud of a divine goddess was a sight too much to handle for Lioba. She felt left out and ignored from the fun. The demoness nun eagerly looked at Lucifer as a wronged puppy hoping to get his attention and his approval to taste the 'sacred feast'.

Feeling the intense stare of Lioba, Father-Demon chuckled to himself saying, "Come Lioba, we have a Goddess as our guest today and as good hosts, we should take real good care of her. Though Hundra is doing a good job, the Goddess's p*ssy is left untended. Be a good dear and take care of this masochistic goddess would you..."

"I live to obey your commands! My Lord!," smiled Lioba, but as her sights shifted to Sorscee, her smile became twisted and depraved. As if a starved beast is offered blood dripping meat, Lioba practically ran over to Sorscee.

She floated under the kneeling goddess and forced her head between the legs. The sight of the plump p*ssy and baby pink p*ssy lips coated with clear nectar-like p*ssy juices made the demoness nun's mouth to salivate.

Underneath her nun-outfit, Lioba's bald pussy started squirming with arousal, her pussy juices dripping down the sides of her inner thigh. She hastily latched her mouth onto the pussy lips of the goddess and started to kiss and lick it with fervor.

Overloaded by the sin of Lust, Lioba became more and more deranged and her body underwent a transformation. Her hair grew in length that almost reaching her feet, her teeth grew into crisscrossed fangs, her nail grew into claws and finally, her tongue changed serpentine and long adding over 8 inches.

The sin-ridden Lioba hurriedly shoves her long tongue deep into Sorscee's pink pussy, trying to taste the deep ends of Sorscee's womb.

Having tasted the sacred nectar of the Porn Goddess, Lioba appeared drunk with a pleasant look on her face and became more delirious. Panting hard like a lewd beast, she kept muttering, "...more...more...more..." as she summoned a small pentagram portal near her.

From within the portal, Lioba pulled out a worn leather satchel 1 that was rolled up and buckled. She delicately unfurled the satchel as if she's unwrapping her favorite present. The contents of the bag glinted with shine, but if one gets to see it, it will chill a grown man's spine.

The bag was filled with various inhumane torture tools, some with blood dried on it and some still dripping blood of different colors. From the contents of the bag, she took out a short dildo, but the eerie little thing had black sharp thorns wriggling all over it.

"Ceh, you Pain Sacrilege priestess are messed up in the head..." said Hundra disgusted from seeing the uncleaned tools. 

Seeing the deranged Lioba prepping her torture tools, Hundra, who has been enjoying the Goddess's back door hurriedly complained, "My Lord, are we really going to let the little psycho have a field day with the goddess? I want to savor the divine taste for a while..."

"Now now, don't pout Hundra. This bitch stepped into my realm, contested my command, attacked my subordinate in my presence and belittled my authority in front of all of Dark Kin. I need to leave some unforgettable trauma in the little wh*re's mind," said Lucifer, gnashing his teeth in malice and repressed anger.

[Sigh] "We'll do as you say, my lord..."

"...It is a pity, I was starting to enjoy her..." Hundra muttered under her breath.

Thought demons turn deaf to the wishes of a weakling, the divine does sometimes reply...

"...so did I..." an enticing female voice whispered close to Hundra's ear.

As she heard it, she appeared frozen like a statue. It was not just her, even the wriggling psychotic priestess became perfectly still with a lewd expression frozen over her face...

"I agree with Hundra," stated a mischievous voice that sounded close beside the ear of Lord Lucifer, at the same time when the space around him was frozen in time.

Despite his monstrous preception, Lucifer hasn't detected the entity that has closed upon him until he heard the voice.

A swift turn towards the sound made the Father-Demon surprised as he saw the image of Sorscee playfully smiling at him. When he looked down at the pitiful image of Sorscess that he has choked up over his d*ck, it mockingly smiled back at him and the entire image exploded into barbed chains that wrapped whole around Lucifer, from his phallus to his limbs and neck.

A loli looking girl with small breasts dressed in a black frilly short frock and a sailor's cap; adorned with knee-high and elbow-length white socks and gloves; conjured by the side of Lucifer...

"Mommy! Did I do well?" the girl carefreely laughed and ran to Sorscee and hugged on her.

"Ha, so that is your celestial armament? The fables sentient armament in the faith society war that happened a hundred years ago?"

"Haha, Dark Lord is well informed as expected," as she gazed over his naked body bound and pierced by the thorny chains, with purple blood dripping, "shame, you're not as smart as expected."

The smiling Goddess's face turned cold, as she continued, "she is not an 'it', her name is Ewelina."

"Yes, you better remember my name, you big meanie," chimed Ewelina when Sorscee spoke about her.

"Haha, I thought I'd teach you a lesson and send you back, but I've changed my mind. I am going to keep you here, bound for eternity, using your very own Ewelina," as he said it, Lucifer tightened his muscles as he powered through the chains...

[Ping] [Ping] [Ping] ... one by one the chains started to snap...

"Mommy! It hurts! He is hurting me!"

Hearing the cries of Ewelina, Lucifer started laughing, "...hahaha, is this your trump card? a powerless goddess with a shitty domain and her weak little armament? If I were you, I'd start..."

"Start what?" said another voice as cold looking matronly woman materialized next to Sorscee...

Until now, Father-Demon was only surprised and amused that a weak goddess pulled a trick on him. However, seeing the new addition his surprise was further escalated to undisguised terror as he identified the female by the side of Sorscee...

"...the Fate Goddess..." A satchel is a bag, often with a strap. The strap is often worn so that it diagonally crosses the body, with the bag hanging on the opposite hip, rather than hanging directly down from the shoulder. They are traditionally used for carrying books. ... Unlike a briefcase, a satchel is soft-sided.