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Sealed Sin [Morgan Lockheart & SmokyKisses]

When Elise did not recoil from the kiss, Imari became bolder. Her hands moved from just stroking the girl's breasts to bolder caresses, touching and stroking their soft shape through her dress. One hand began to move down her side and across her belly, wandering slowly downwards.

Imari's kiss became two, became three, tracing their way up her neck like a trail of fire until the demon's ruby red lips were gently stroking Elise's earlobe. Her magic hands still weaved their spell over the maiden and she began to whisper enticing, barely audible words into her ear.

"I know what you want... What you desire, but will not admit to," she sighed. "Confess your sins to me sister... purge yourself of your desires so that you may be free..."
 
Elise shuddered as Imari's hands began to explore her soft breasts, her pert nipples. While she may not have been as endowed as Imari, Elise still had an ample bosom. She'd never been touched there before, and while part of her mind begged for her to stop this, Elise just wanted to be felt, caressed, massaged more and more.

Soft sighs left her lips with each of Imari's kisses. When she heard Imari whisper into her ear, that wary part of herself panicked, and Elise hesitated. Her body longed for Imari's hand to go lower, but her mind realized something was wrong. Had she ever felt this sort of carnal desire for her past lover? Her desire to be together with her past lover was mostly out of true love and affection, but she couldn't deny the anticipation of being touched down there, of hearing the sweet sighs and cries of her love as Elise made her happy...

Though Elise's body moved a bit within Imari's embrace, trying to feebly inch away from the demon-in-disguise, a single word left her lips. "More..."
 
Imari's dark heart leapt and she seized upon the opportunity, become bolder with each step. Her hand now ran freely over Elise's breasts, caressing each curve and teasing her nipples. Kisses rained on her neck and ear, the sharp brush of teeth against her skin occasionally threatening to bite.

Her other hand continued to drift downwards, slowly moving over Elise's belly and moving onto the top of her thighs. Imari could feel the heat from her victim's centre, could sense the desire that was now irradiating from her. Not long now, she told herself, not long until the woman gave herself up entirely. Then, and only then, could Imari reveal her true nature, show the fallen priestess what she was and make her her own.

With a soft touch and moving slowly, almost imperceptably, Imari pressed her hand down the inside of Elise's thigh, watching to see if she would grant her access to her innermost parts or whether the maiden still had an ounce of resolve.
 
Elise continued to whimper and moan with pleasure with each caress. Imari's hands running over her breasts felt so good, and she longed to feel her fingers tease her nipples directly instead of through her vestment. She wanted to kiss Imari, wanted to touch Imari, wanted to feel her bare breasts against her skin and to lick her nipples.

She felt Imari's hand wander closer to her crotch. How wonderful that would be...to have Imari pleasuring her like this, to be naked in Imari's embrace while the woman touched her there, to kiss each other's breasts and bodies and nether lips...

Oh, by the Goddess...

Just thinking of the Goddess awoke some part of Elise. She longed for pleasure, craved it. Had Imari already been plunging her fingers into Elise, the Maiden might not have been able to resist. Even as she was now, with her body burning for that inevitable touch inside of her, Elise could only feebly try to wriggle free from Imari's embrace. "No...no...more..." she uttered, her voice still the same tone and pitch as her noises of pleasure.
 
She could feel Elise start to resist, at least a part of her. Imari tried to hide her frustration, not now! Not when she was so close...! She needed this, she was so hungry after being locked up for so long. She had to have her!

"Yes, yes... more...!" mocked Imari as she took Elise's ear into her mouth, gently sucking and licking the soft flesh.

Deciding to go for broke, Imari pressed her hand into Elise's crotch, revelling in the heat. Her other hand felt underneath the maiden's top, her warm hand seeking out the softness of her breast.

"Shhhh...." she murmured, "you need this... your body craves it..."
 
The tempted Maiden's body flared with warmth as Imari brought her hand to Elise's crotch. To have those fingers delving into her, bringing her to climax, screaming out in ecstasy... At the same time, she felt Imari's other hand slip underneath her top, finding her bare breast quickly.

The moan that escaped Elise's throat was one of longing, of need, of lust—and of anxiety. With how far she had already let herself go, with how far she craved to go, Elise felt as if she had already failed the Goddess. But no...she couldn't keep going...

She continued to whimper in pleasure and in resistance, her body writhing as she tried both to escape Imari's hold and to rub herself against Imari's body and hands. "...please..." she uttered, and even Elise didn't know what part of her made that request. While she was too caught up in her internal conflict to suspect Imari herself, the resisting part of Elise felt like something terrible would happen if she gave in, even if it was merely disgracing herself as a Maiden.
 
Sensing victory, Imari's hand dived deeper, pressing against Elise's sex, stroking its warmth through the cloth of her clothes. Her finger pressed insistently against her opening, teasing it, willing her to give in.

"Please..." echoes Imari into Elise's ear, "Good girl. Ask and you shall receive..."

Imari's fingers continued to tease her nipple, stroking it between two fingers, feeling it grow and throb in her hand. She could feel Elise push against her, writhing, desperate to feel skin against her skin. With a satisfied sigh, Imari kissed her way across Elise's neck, her ear, her face until her lips were right next to the falling maiden. She was so close that she could feel Elise's hot breath on her face, Imari's mouth hovering, just waiting next to it in anticipation. Her crimson tongue licked her lips as if inviting Elise to kiss them. All it would take would be the slightest of movements for them to touch.
 
Elise whimpered with each touch against her needy slit. It was through her clothes, at a time when she begged to have Imari's fingers slip into her, but it was still enough to sent wondrous eruptions of pleasure through her body. Imari played with her nipple as well, rubbing the erect nip with her fingers. The woman's kisses worked their way up the side of her face, those lips hovering before her, inches from her own...

Her body was betraying her. Her body succumbed to this woman's temptation, and her mind was slipping into sin as well. She would have to ask the Goddess for forgiveness, knowing that the Goddess was merciful and compassionate and would understand and forgive her Maiden for falling in such a manner.

Yet Elise didn't stop herself from meeting Imari's lips, giving the woman a tender kiss that lasted for several seconds. Every part of her flared with warmth and energy and lust, and only a small part of her mind held out against her sinful thoughts. When Elise drew away, she said weakly, "Imari...enough..." The kiss seemed to make her body long for pleasure even more, to the point where her own hand felt tempted to indulge herself. Was her desire and lust truly this strong? Even now, she felt her will slipping, feeling like if she kept letting Imari touch her, she'd submit, succumb, disgrace herself as a Maiden...
 
Elise's kiss was everything that Imari had wanted and she groaned once their lips touched. Imari was bold enough to press her tongue into the maiden's mouth, to kiss her deeply and with such passion that she thought that her disguise might slip away entirely. She kissed her for what seemed like hours, letting her hands touch and fondle her soft breasts as their embrace continued.

Imari breathed heavily, pressing her hungry body against her intended victim. Heat radiated from her and she let the lust run through her, her breasts pressed into Elise's back. Her hand probed the maiden's nethers but it was not enough. She wanted flesh, skin on skin, she had to have it! She was about to lose control when Elise broke the kiss and whispered 'enough'.

The demon struggled to maintain her disguise. She was so close now, so very close to pushing Elise over the edge. Her eyes burned with passionate fire and she frowned, knowing that this was not going to stop now. She was going to get what she wanted, one way or another.

"No," she replied, "More!"

Her mouth plunged towards Elise's, hungry for her kiss as her hand tore aside the maiden's garmet and pressed into her naked sex, two fingers seeking out her moist entrance and diving roughly inside.
 
For a moment, Elise saw a terrible look in Imari's eyes as she drew away. A desperation, a hunger, a lust Elise couldn't have ever imagined another person possessing. Elise's body tensed with Imari's tightened hold, Imari's glare, Imari's insistence—

Then the woman pressed her lips against Elise's once more, while her hand pulled away the lower part of Elise's vestment. Before Elise could make a noise, she felt Imari's fingers plunge between her nether lips, sending an eruption of bliss through her body. The Maiden's eyes grew wide, with bliss and horror, her body burning to be pleasured yet begging itself to resist Imari. Elise tried to push her away, but her strength had ebbed, and she could do nothing to break Imari's forceful kiss or get her hand out of Elise's pussy. All she could do was try to hold out, try not to let that ravenous lust consume her as well, all while begging the Goddess for forgiveness over her weakness. This...this must have been why Imari was sealed away...
 
The demon smiled to herself as her lips locked around the woman's once more. She could feel her body crying out, responding to her dextrous fingers and they explored her violated maidenhead. The girl's spirit was still strong but it was growing weaker by the minute. The fire in Imari's heart soared through her, sowing lust with every touch. Her fingers pleasured Elise, showing her new sensations and stroking her most intimate parts.

Imari's tongue slithered effortlessly around Elise's mouth and she pressed her body against the young girl's. She could feel herself changing but fought it, her need to break Elise's spirit now a desperate mission. The girl had to open herself willingly, to become a waton whore and Imari was determined to inflict as much pleasure on her as any human could withstand. When she was at the peak of her ecstasy, when she had fallen as far as she could from her holy perch and begged the demon to fuck her senseless... then she would have her victory.

With a lustful roar, she broke away from the kiss and tore open the top part of Elise's vestment. Exposing one of her soft breasts, Imari moved around the young girl and dropped her head to the exposed nipple, her lips closing over it with a satisfied sigh.
 
Elise let out muffled sounds of pleasure and fear as Imari locked her lips against Elise's, her tongue delving into her mouth. Those fingers continued rubbing and stroking, and Elise felt her sex flaring with such need and pleasure that she could have never imagined. How her body longed for this touch, how her body enjoyed it.

Then Imari tore into her vestment, ripping apart the garment with an almost-feral haste and strength. Before Elise could take the time to push her away, Imari started to suck upon her nipple. A new intense pleasure overwhelmed Elise, and she let out a sound of such intense pleasure that it almost made her feel like she'd climax with that cry. Her body was betraying her, and with how feeble her resistance was, Elise could barely budge Imari while the woman was atop her. She would climax so soon, she would succumb, and she wouldn't be able to stop herself. She was too weak to resist Imari's advances, too weak to repel her. Her heart filled with shame, but nothing but whimpers and moans of bliss continued to leave her throat. It was coming, it was inevitable...but what would Imari want once it happened?
 
Like a predator that senses its victim's weakness, Imari pressed on, knowing that her victory was close at hand. Not long now and the weak maiden would beg her for more pleasure, beg her to give her more of the sensual pleasures that she sought. She just had to give her the right push, make her yearn for carnal delights and her body and soul would be hers.

Her fingers pushed into Elise's body, penetrating her lips while her thumb rubbed sensuously against her waiting clit. Imari's tongue was a delight across the girl's nipple, running around the outside and flicking over the sensitive centre. She pressed her body into Elise's, her need to seduce this girl now her only goal. Her breasts, already large, now seemed to swell against the rough garment, her nipples poking through the cotton and rubbing against the holy maiden.
 
Elise gasped, barely able to breathe as it came closer and closer. Imari's body pressed against Elise, her tongue flicked over Elise's nipple, her fingers continued their relentless invasion of Elise sex. The Maiden's screams all sounded of pleasure, despite her internal conflict and attempts to resist. She felt her body tense up, her pussy moisten, her crotch flare with warmth—

—and then she screamed.

Her first orgasm erupted through her body, rising from her throat as an intense and loud moan. She arced her back, letting Imari continue to stimulate her nipple. Her juices flowed over Imari's fingers, dripping down the Maiden's thigh and staining her torn garment.

Elise continued to pant, her hips instinctively rocking in time with Imari's touches down there. She'd never experienced this kind of pleasure, and the sheer ecstasy that still lingered in her body kept thoughts of rebellion at bay for the time being. The Maiden remained almost still in Imari's embrace, her chest rising underneath Imari with each heavy breath. Any resistance against Imari had come to an end...for the time being.
 
The demon could feel Elise's orgasm coming, her senses attuned to the pleasure of the girl in her arms. Her infernal powers flowed strongly as she worked to bring the priestess to the brink of orgasm. Her tongue worked on her nipple just as her fingers pressed deeply into the girl, sensually provoking her and stimulating her in just the right spot.

When Elise's orgasm hit, the force of it overwhelmed Imari, causing her to gasp out in sympathy. Her demonic nature fed on the force of other peoples' pleasure and as she was hit with Elise's energy, she momentarily lost control and she came hard as well. She gasped against Elise's chest, groaning in pleasure as she shook from the force of the orgasm. As she cried out, black horns erupted from her forehead, curling back over her scalp.

As Elise's orgasm faded along with her resistance, Imari was left shuddering as her own pleasure declined as well. Realising though that her shape was shifting back to its natural form, she moved, pressing Elise down onto the bed and clambering ontop of her. She pressed her body down onto the maiden's, letting her bosom press against her victim, trapping her beneath.
 
Elise heard Imari cry out as well, as if she had climaxed herself. She didn't think the woman had been touching herself, and Elise certainly hadn't. Did pleasuring Elise provoke her into climax as well?

Her question was answered when she looked back to Imari. The woman was still upon her, her mouth around Elise's nipple. But she was no longer human. A pair of black horns had grown from her forehead.

Before the terror of the situation could sink in, the demon pressed her down, pinning Elise to the bed, her breasts rubbing against Elise's. Elise could do nothing but stare, still feeling the afterglow of her orgasm, her heart pounding and mind racing with what had transpired. Imari...Imari was a demon. Elise had released her, had been foolish enough to break a sacred seal. And now...that demon had...defiled her. Tempted her into sin. And Elise had succumbed. As much as Elise feared for her safety now, that she had damned her soul by allowing a demon to defile her made her situation all the worse. She laid still, not even tearing up, just staring at Imari and dreading whatever the demon would do next.
 
"Thank you little one," purred Imari, sat astride the girl as her orgasm faded. "I needed that so much."

Her disguise had slipped much but she had no desire to restore it again. Her victim lay before her, her experience of carnal pleasure having shattered her precious faith. It was a feast that Imari was all too happy to devour.

She still looked mostly human, however curling rams horns had erupted from her forehead and now curled over her scalp. Her eyes were now a solid black and her body was as curvaceous as ever. Heaving breasts threatened to tear the simple robe apart and one strap had fallen, revealing soft, pale skin beneath.

"I simply cannot thank you enough for freeing me from that prison," she continued with a wry smile, "and that truly was a 'divine' meal too. My kind absorb your sexual pleasure, it empowers us... and makes it easier to pleasure you. So tell me... sister... how do you feel now?"
 
Elise still remained in shock. She wanted to believe this was nothing but a nightmare, or even just an illusion created by the demon to tempt her to sin. Yet her body still felt the warmth of her afterglow, her vestment was in tatters at Imari's hands. The weight of the woman upon her was all too real.

She thought she would have wept for her lost innocence, her lost purity, her defiled body and soul. Yet, even though fear still gripped her, Elise couldn't muster such reactions. A creature of lust and desire held her down, had brought her to orgasm, and Elise could still feel that infernal need within her. Did she have any hope of freeing herself from Imari now?

When Imari asked her how she felt, Elise didn't know why she should answer, but she did. "Filthy," she uttered. "Defiled. You've tricked me, you've had your way with me...what do you intend to do with me next? Now that I know what you are, I won't let you tempt me any further, demon." In her heart, Elise feared that her last sentence was a complete lie and part of her knew it. And part of her wondered, for one reason or another, just what else Imari was capable of when it came to pleasure...
 
Hollow, mocking laughter rang out around the room. Imari stared down at her, her smile apparent to see.

"That's because you are filthy," she replied. "Your mind, body and soul have been exposed to lust for the first time and now, you are so gloriously mine. I am going to pleasure you in ways you cannot begin to imagine!"

She lay down on top of Elise's body. Her skin was warm and tempting, her curves pressing down onto the innocent girl. Imari could tell how much she enjoyed feeling someone pressing into her and rubbed herself against the girl's exposed skin.

"Feel it all," she whispered, getting off on the contact and the discomfort of Elise. "Feel my body next to yours. Feel my breasts on yours, the heat between us... You want me... you desire me... I will show you such pleasure..."
 
Elise detested the thought of the demon treating her like a possession, yet at the same time felt it was all too fitting. She was little more than a plaything to Imari, a defiled and used plaything, and the demon knew it all too well.

Then Imari lowered herself onto Elise, and the Maiden began to breathe heavily. How right Imari was. The feeling of her skin, her warmth, the curves of her body, her breasts against Elise's own, their nipples pressing against each other's bosoms... Her body flared with warmth, no matter how much she didn't want it to. She couldn't hide it from Imari, not even in the slightest. It wasn't even worth the effort to try.

"Wh...what do you plan on doing?" Elise wanted to believe she was just asking to prepare herself for what awaited her, but some part of her longed to know what was coming for another reason.
 
"Plan...?" replied Imari as she continued to sensuously rub herself against Elise's prone body, "Why I am already doing it..."

She pressed her body against the girl's knowing how to move so that her thigh worked against Elise's damp sex. She lowered her head towards Elise's neck and began lightly kissing her, her warm lips against soft skin. She was forceful but not so forceful to be rough. The demon could feel the desire radiating from Elise and she revelled in it.

Imari's kisses moved across Elise's chest, her dextrous tongue moving over her skin like a snake, daring to go lower and across the maiden's heaving breasts.

"But right now... I am only doing what you desire, what you really want. I can feel the lust pouring from you... Don't deny it, give in..."
 
Elise tried to squirm away from beneath Imari's body, but the demon wouldn't have that. She felt Imari's thigh against her crotch, sending flares of excitement through her body. Each kiss provoked sighs and gasps, even when she knew of the nature of the woman atop her.

Those kisses went from her neck down to her chest, crossing between kisses and slow licks, drawing ever closer to Elise's breasts. The thought of having Imari sucking on her nipples, teasing each one, whether rough or gentle, fast or slow...

The Maiden let out a long moan, one of resignation, fear, and desire. At the moment, she had no chance to escape. Her mind pondered her options, and one seemed easily the most appealing. If she let Imari have her way, let the demon pleasure her and tease her and tempt her...if Imari felt like Elise was succumbing, surely she'd let her guard down and Elise could escape. Surely that was the best plan...to let the demon continue to pleasure her, seeing as she had no chance of escaping whatever sensual temptation Imari had in mind next.
 
The demon could feel Elise squirm beneath her and it made her smile. Her tongue slid across the virgin skin, kissing and tempting the softness of her breasts. Her body pressed against the maiden's, nothing more than a layer of cloth between their grinding, sensous bodies.

Imari sat up for a moment and it was easy to see her demonic nature on show. Not only had her long horns grown from her head, her complexion was becoming darker, changing to a crimson colour that contrasted with her black eyes and hair. As she up, she took the fabric of her robe and tore it open, revealing her large, curvaceous breasts. Her nipples were black and hard, begging to be touched. With a similar motion, she tore Elise's smock away, exposing her bosom. After a moment of enjoying the sight, Imari pressed herself back down again, rubbing her nakedness against the fallen priestess' own skin.
 
As Imari's lips and tongues explored Elise's breasts, the Maiden twitched and sighed. It was simple, just as simple as she thought. All she needed to do was to trick Imari into believing she was tempted, and she'd take her chance. For the meanwhile, she'd...she'd enjoy every touch, every rub.

The demon lifted up off of her. Her body had changed further, her skin making her demonic nature all too obvious. The sight of her horns, her black eyes, her red skin...her bountiful bosom that she exposed before Elise...all of these things would remind Elise that Imari was a demon of lust to be resisted in the end. Imari tore away the rest of the clothing covering Elise's torso, leaving Elise's breasts just as bare.

After a few seconds of the demoness admiring her body, Imari lowered herself down once more. Elise gasped at the feeling of their bare breasts against each other, feeling Imari's nipples rub into her own soft bosom and her nipple graze against Imari's skin. She rubbed her own body against Imari's in turn, with each of her movements making her groin flare with need once more. Her arms wrapped around Imari, fingers gently stroking down the demon's back. If she were to trick the demon, she had to make it convincing...
 
Imari could feel Elise respond and she writhed with ecstasy, pressing her nakedness against the girl, kissing and licking. With delight, she stopped to take one of Elise's nipples into her mouth, sucking on it and teasing it with her tongue.

Resting on top of her, she pressed her leg into Elise, gently rubbing against her soft sex. The demon fed off her arousal and revelled in every second of being next to her. Sensing that Elise was perhaps now coming round to her way of thinking, she sat up again and took Elise's hands, pressing them to her breasts, showing her how to touch them and enjoy their softness.

"Touch..." she encouraged, "Feel my body. Feel your body respond to being close to mine..." Something warm seemed to be emanating from her crotch, a heat stronger than anything before. Imari's eyes glimmered with anticipation.
 
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