Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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Albuzara enjoyed her status as the cult's Matron for the past week, a position bestowed upon her by Uzara after her corruption. Being the Matron entailed managing the cult in Uzara's stead while she works to undermine and corrupt the rest of Talasia but also in inducting new worshippers and also equally important; supervising the breeding.
The demonic cause demanded more worshippers to be born for profane love and corruption only continues to grow with new lives and Albuzara most certainly desired more slaves to be born so that they can worship the dark gods. As such she had been using her cock and the first breeding stud to impregnate each and every woman that was inducted into the cult.
Right now she was busy pounding away at a tight and virginal pussy of an eighteen-year-old girl that was found surviving as a street urchin. Under Uzara's orders, no female was to be fucked before Albuzara, Uzara or the breeding stud for their wombs were required to bear demon spawn and not mortal whelps.
Albuzara thrusted rapidly into her, the girl silenced and insensate against Albu's lips as the demoness defiled her with both cock and tongue. The girl was chained by the hands to the wall of the dimly-lit basement and was bodily held in the air by the powerful demon as she was ruthlessly fucked into demonic slavery.
The breeding stud stood beside the two, forcing his cock straight into an older woman's womb that was ripe for breeding, this woman being his third today.
As the breeding continued, the other women who have yet had their turn watched in horror and undeniable arousal as the demonic beings did their dark deeds amidst the chanting of nude and enraptured cultists. The decadent throne sat empty with a smaller throne for Albuzara having been created a week ago right next to it and before both was an altar, atop it the dark tome of rituals and the daughter of the breeding stud chanted from it.
Dark energies swirled around the room and the torches turned blue and green as demonic forces were called forth by the chanting and decadent acts. It was one of the darkest rituals devised by the Patriarchs, a ritual to produce a foul well of ever growing profane energies that will slowly creep out and corrupt everything it touches.
Albuzara moaned out happily as she forced her way into the poor girl's womb and began dumping her scalding seed that defiled the once-pristine womb and seeded a child within. She pulled her head back to bask in the sight of a well-fucked young girl, her womb and pussy squeezing around her in her third orgasm.
But more women needed breeding and so she pulled out, her cock caked in seed and juices, and left the girl to hang unconscious by the wrists and sauntered over to the next one. They had three more women to go with the next one whimpering in fear from the approaching demoness.
"Shhh, don't be scared." Purred Albuzara, a loving smile upon her face. Even when she was a half-demon, she bore an unnatural lust for everything that might give her pleasure, but now as a full demon and bestowed with the knowledge the Patriarchs instill in all of their children, she now also loves as much as she lusts. Her next lover, a woman in her thirties that had been saved by demonic magics from a vile disease that rotted the flesh, was as beautiful and desirable as everybody else to Albuzara now.
"I'm here to love you. We're all here to love you," she continued but the woman pulled away, pressing herself against the wall. Albuzara was not deterred. She'd done this dozens of times in the past week and by the end of it, every single woman was thankful the next day for the privilege of bearing her child. They are so grateful in fact that Albuzara was amassing her own harem. "You will bear me a child just like the rest."
Of course, Albuzara had no intentions in hogging the women. Once they've been bred, the mortal seed of the cultists would only serve to feed the growing spawn within. What better life to have than lounge and enjoy cocks upon cocks on end with no worries to speak of?
The house was far too small for the growing numbers which meant projects of digging out additional rooms and tunnels to provide space for them all. The men dug and Albuzara vanished the rubble and dirt to keep the cult's activities as secret as possible. The new recruits were hidden away under the cover of night into the cult's den and it was a stroke of genius of Uzara to have decided to place the cult's base of operations in the periphery of Talasia.
The woman kept away as much as she could and weakly struggled when Albuzara grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up. She, like the others, were left nude in all their glory for the demons to take with ease, and Albuzara didn't wait too long as she used one hand to spread the woman's tightly closed legs and exposed her puffy and wet sex.
Albuzara smiled at her, her red eyes in a sea of black brimming with love albeit the woman couldn't see it in her terror, and she began to grind her slick and cum-coated cock against her opening. Her cock was akin to Uzara's with nubs framing the crown of her cock and covering the surface, the growths vibrating on will.
The woman gasped at the throbbing cock pressed to her sex and it was obvious that she was trying to fight the overwhelming corruption wafting from everywhere. The ritual was ramping up, suffusing the very air with it and making it really hard to breathe. Albuzara didn't even notice it, only feeling the growing warmth of her Patriarch's love the ritual invoked deep in her gut. She even felt the hundreds of children Uzara's seeded within her react positively to the ritual.
Like any mortal, however, the woman stood no chance and the pleasure Albuzara inflicted upon her with just grinding her cock was enough to overtake her feeble mind. With her defences gone, Albuzara had free reign to mould the woman with pleasure and profane powers into a servile breeding bitch for the cause.
The mortals would've decried it a crime against them but they failed to realise that the demons gave them a much better and fulfilling life. Albuzara had been given the visions of Womb, of the great lands the Patriarchdom had conquered across the great sea and there was only peace, love and pleasure there. No wars, no killing whatsoever.
Seeing her broken, Albuzara continued to smile and aimed herself straight at the cunt on offer before pushing herself in. She was tight, her body still weak from the disease she'd been cured of but slowly growing into a lovely shape. She will be a beauty in the cult's harem once she'd been fed and taken care of.
"Mmm, good girl..." She purred and quickly rammed her womb-fucking length completely into the woman and slammed against her undefiled cervix. Thanks to the corrupting influences of her lover, the woman's womb was becoming ripe for the taking and would soon feel the exquisite pleasure of a cock piercing her womb and fucking it wide open.
As Albuzara began to thrust, building up her orgasm to breed this bitch, the ritual reached its crescendo. Every mortal in the room was being suffocated by the heaviness of the power they were building up, the torches guttering out and an unearthly dark glow filled the room.
It came from the daughter's belly who was silently crying out, the rest of the words of the ritual dying in her throat. The other cultists continued to chant despite the lack of air as their blood thickened and grew dark under the skin. They watched in amazement as the girl atop the altar fell to her knees with legs spread, her belly rapidly swelling with glowing and profane cargo.
The words were spoken and with the last air in their lungs, the cultists cried out. "Praise the Patriarchs!"
The girl's expression was twisted in an expression of utter and mind-destroying pleasure as she started to give birth. The glow traveled out of her belly downwards, piercing her flesh as it passed and was pushed out onto the altar. She fell back limply, eyes rolled up into her skull and lay there in a twitching bundle of orgasming nerves.
