Corruption of Deadpan Priestess 02

--- Day 12 ---

Aurelia awoke to darkness. An inky blackness stretched out for an eternity in front of her eyes. The murky shadowy void held her in place, wrapping around her. She tried to sit up, but the silky umbra blocked her movements.

With all her strength, she leaned forwards, but only made a few centimeters of progress. The soft shadows pushed back against her, gentle but insistent. She thrashed against the darkness and light suddenly flooded back into her vision.

"Phwa!" She leaned back, gulping in lungfuls of fresh air. "Huh?"

Aurelia lay on her stomach, atop the Lamia's gray bed. The void had been nothing more than pillows and sheets. Unlike normal, she had slept face down instead of face up.

"That's right..." Yesterday, she had completely failed. She challenged the Lamia's endurance, only to exhaust herself along the way. Then she fell asleep in that awkward position.

Rolling over, Aurelia pushed off a troublesome blanket and looked around. Between the endless dark-gray ground and murky sky, she saw no sign of the Demoness. But as she turned her gaze downwards, something did catch her eye.

On her belly, she still bore the mark of yesterday's defeat. The cursed brand glowed softly, shining through her thin white robes.

Aurelia traced her fingers over the mark. It appeared to have no effect, and she could probably exorcise the curse with magic, but the Lamia's words echoed back to her.

"Feel free to dispel that, if you're scared."

Aurelia tightened her lips and pulled away her hand. She could dispel it at any time, there was no reason to rush.

-

Leaning back into the pillows, Aurelia pulled out her Book of Truths. The magic pages provided an endless stream of unique parables for her deliverance.

Today, the scripture told of a priestess, not unlike herself. Demons captured the holy woman and endlessly sodomized her-

Aurelia blinked, blushing at vivid descriptions. But her holy book always contained a hidden "truth". There must be something more to the story. So she read on, searching for meaning behind the words.

Over and over, the demons violated the priestess from behind. Each time she submitted, their demonic energy corrupted her a little more. Yet the woman within the pages cried out in ecstasy.

How ridiculous, Aurelia thought to herself. Who would find pleasure in such acts?

Yet a familiar heat blossomed in her loins. As she imagined the scene, her chest flushed, ears turning crimson. A strange tension slowly built up with each page. Her rear puckered at the graphic descriptions.

"Whatcha doing?"

"Eeep-!" Aurelia started as the Lamia's voice called out from beside her. "How long have you been there!?"

"I just got here actually," the Demoness smiled. She rested her head on one hand, laying inches away. Her lower snake half brushed against Aurelia's calf, curling off the end of the bed.

"That sure was an adorable scream," she continued. "Whatcha reading?"

Aurelia snapped her book close. "It's not good to surprise people. Although, I guess manners are too much to ask from a Demon."

"It's not too much to ask at all, I'll be more careful in the future."

Aurelia stared at the Demoness. Something about that response just annoyed her more. "I didn't dispel the curse. Would you mind telling me what it does?"

"I like to think of it as more of an enchantment than a curse. But I suppose some people might consider it that way," she replied, wriggling closer.

"The curse has some effect on my holy book, doesn't it?"

"I don't think the enchantment should, why?" She leaned towards Aurelia, pressing her bare chest into Aurelia's arm. "Did something change with it?" She asked, looking at the book.

"It's nothing," Aurelia replied. She stowed the holy text away, out of sight from the Lamia's prying eyes.

"Oh, this could be a fun game though. How about this," the demoness smiled. "If you can guess what the crest does, I'll let you go early."

Aurelia's eyes briefly widened, then she concealed her emotions once more. "Your hubris knows no bounds I suppose."

The Demoness giggled in response. "I'm just one hundred percent sure that you'll never guess it on your own."

"As I said, hubris."

"Listen," she replied in a gentler tone now. She squeezed her warm body tighter against Aurelia. "I think we got off on the wrong tail with all this..."

The Lamia was so close now. Her fiery-red hair framed a pair of ruby-like eyes. Her pink skin furrowed along her brow. Before Aurelia knew it, she was staring at the Demoness for several long seconds.

"I don't think there is any misunderstanding," Aurelia replied, turning to face forward.

"Hehe, that's the first time you've looked in my eyes right?" The Lamia laughed. "You don't have to be so cold, you know..." As she spoke, the Demoness slowly stroked the top of Aurelia's shoulder.

Her fingers played with the strap to Aurelia's robe. Under it, she massaged the chafed skin directly. "You can relax around me," she continued, rubbing Aurelia's shoulder.

Strangely, heat rose to Aurelia's cheeks. The Lamia's soft eyes stared back at her with a gentle intensity. So she turned to face forward once more.

"To a rushing river, the oceans may certainly appear calm. But one must remain cautious, for the currents still churn beneath the surface," Aurelia quoted a line she read only a few days prior. She might appear cold compared to a warm-blooded Lamia. However, she just needed one chance-

"Haha, what is that? It sounds so deep." The Lamia slapped Aurelia as she laughed. She leaned closer, the scales on her breasts pushing into Aurelia's own.

Despite the Demoness' warmth, Aurelia's nipples stiffened beneath her robes. But she forced herself to keep staring straight ahead. "Are you just going to waste my time? Or are we going to begin today?" She finally asked.

"I dunno, what do you wanna do?"

Aurelia blinked. "Huh?"

"What do you wanna do? Do you want to do it today?"

"If I had a choice..." Aurelia struggled to come up with words at the sudden question. "The strange acts you perform have always been a waste of my time. Obviously I wouldn't want to do them."

"Then we won't do it today. Easy as that."

"Eh?" She couldn't believe her ears.

"Like I said, I think we really got off on the wrong tail about all this. You know, I only asked for these hundred days 'cause I wanted to spend time with you."

As she spoke, the Lamia stroked the ends of Aurelia's hair. She idly played with a golden lock, turning it around her finger. All the while, her clear ruby eyes glinted in the dim void-light.

Once again, Aurelia found a surprising softness in the eyes of the demon. Her breath caught slightly at the unexpected sight. Then Aurelia turned forward, returning her gaze to the distant horizon.

"I thought you were so pretty when I first saw you," the Lamia sighed. She gently stroked the tip of her tail along Aurelia's calf as she spoke. "But I quickly realized just how adorable your personality is."

For some reason, Aurelia's cheeks grew even hotter. Her blush deepened and she turned away.

The Lamia leaned her head down on Aurelia's shoulder and sighed. "Then you surprised me with your strength. I really was quite impressed by yesterday."

As she spoke, she relaxed her long body. First, she stretched out, then snuggled closer. As she leaned in, the coils of her tail spilled over onto Aurelia's legs.

The warmth of her body felt like a heated blanket. The Demoness bathed Aurelia's right side in a strangely comforting embrace. Yet Aurelia couldn't accept it.

"That's wrong."

"Huh?"

"I'm not strong." Aurelia gritted her teeth. "The winner does not have the right to complement the loser for their strength."

"Oh my god. You're just too cute!"

Suddenly, Aurelia was yanked sideways. The Demoness pulled her into an embrace. The Lamia's arms wrapped around her head, taking Aurelia's face into her bosom.

All around her, the Demoness' arms and tail squeezed gently. Waves of heat rolled off the Lamia's skin, enveloping Aurelia in the warmth.

Briefly, Aurelia realized just how cold her nose and cheeks had become. Then she pushed it from her mind. "So this is your new form of torture I see."

The Demoness just giggled, slowly stroking Aurelia's hair.

--- Day 17 ---

As she did every day, the Lamia returned from the depths of the void. The Demoness hummed a strange melody, slithering out of the endless horizon. As she approached the bed, the out-of-tune song dragged Aurelia from the depths of meditation.

She opened her eyes to see the fell woman perched on the edge of the bed. She sat at the corner, tail draping off the side. Her eyes already shone with a mischievous glint.

"You have returned," Aurelia commented.

"I have indeed. Let's have lots more fun today! I'm gonna squeeze out tons of adorable expressions from you."

"Is that so?" Aurelia raised an eyebrow.

"It is!" She replied, slithering closer. As she did every day, she cuddled up next to Aurelia.

The Lamia had yet to penetrate her again. Since that morning--five days prior--she seemed content with physical contact. "Demons have peculiar tastes I suppose," Aurelia mumbled under her breath.

"Hey, so are you gonna start calling me by name yet?" The Lamia asked. She stared at Aurelia with eyes bright as ever.

"I don't see why I should remember such a trivial detail," Aurelia replied. She turned over onto her side, staring off into the distant void once more.

"Ooh, I love this position." The Lamia scooched behind Aurelia, draping one hand over her stomach. "It lets us get even closer, don't you think?"

The Lamia's flat chest pushed against Aurelia's back. Her hot breath tickled her nape. The length of her body pressed into her own. All the while, the Lamia's arm squeezed around Aurelia's middle.

Aurelia had tried to turn away, only for the Demoness to use it to her advantage. As expected from someone who had beaten her in a fight, the Lamia was crafty.

"My name's Synsia by the way. In case you've forgotten it."

"As I said, I see no reason to remember such an insignificant detail," Aurelia replied.

"I see, I'll just have to keep reminding you then," she giggled.

"Five times isn't enough for you?" The Lamia had repeated these lines every single day.

"Not until I can get you to say it," she whispered. She squeezed Aurelia tighter, kissing her from behind.

Her lips trailed up Aurelia's shoulder. They tickled higher and higher until they brushed her nape. As her mouth sucked on a particularly sensitive spot, a chill raced down Aurelia's spine. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and her breath briefly caught. But then she calmed herself just as quickly.

"So sensitive today..." The demoness whispered.

"It's just a bit cold," Aurelia shook her head. Even her nipples stood on end beneath her robes. The chill of the void was getting stronger these days.

"Oh, my mistake, of course, that must be it..." The Lamia's fingers traced up the front of Aurelia's robe. She immediately found the pointed peaks of her chest, circling around Aurelia's nipples. "So let me warm you up then..."

A pulse of heat erupted from behind her. It rolled over Aurelia like a blanket, bathing her in warmth.

"Oh dear, your nipples are still hard, aren't they?" The Demoness whispered. She gave them a soft pinch and Aurelia's lips parted slightly. Then she tightened her expression once more.

She thanked her earlier self for laying on her side. There was no way for the Demoness to have seen that, but a tinge of tingling embarrassment still rippled out from her nipples.

After the pinch, the Lamia kneaded Aurelia's chest. Over and over, her dexterous fingers massaged Aurelia's bosom.

"What a formidable malady," The Demoness whispered in her ear. "Your nipples aren't settling down at all. Are you getting chills I wonder? A fever perhaps?"

She playfully bit Aurelia's exposed shoulder. Her teeth never broke skin, but the unexpected love bite sent Aurelia's eyes aflutter. She let out a sigh, her nipples aching beneath her robes. Just as the Lamia said, a chill ran down her back.

She always knew how to press strange buttons on Aurelia. Even now, her fingers idly circled Aurelia's areola. Just that small action flamed the strange ache in her nipples.

Finally, the Lamia pulled back, releasing her bite. "I know the cure, but do you?"

--- Day 23 ---

Six more days passed in quick succession.

The Demoness continued her strange teasing. For hours, she would lightly touch and kiss Aurelia's sensitive spots. Despite the feeble attempts at torture, Aurelia found the new strategy more distracting than she expected.

The endless caressing interrupted her scripture studies and made meditation difficult. Especially when wrapped up in warm coils, the unbearable heat coated Aurelia in sweat. Each drop of perspiration tickled her as it traced down her skin. All the while, the demoness would lick, kiss, and whisper into her ear.

Her tongue always sent shivers through Aurelia. It would linger between her breasts before licking upwards. On her neck, the Demoness would kiss and suck, then flutter her tongue over the sore spots.

Then, after hours of the strange teasing, she left Aurelia too exhausted to do anything else. As soon as the Lamia slithered away, Aurelia would fall asleep. Only in the mornings, before the Demoness' arrival, could she finally focus.

On one such morning, Aurelia was reading her Holy Book when she found an odd but familiar parable. Today's scripture told of the captured priestess again. It continued where she had left off eleven days prior, with the woman in the midst of sodomy.

In the story, Demons thrust into the captive priestess. Their cocks slid in and out of her ass, slick from their own seed. Over and over, they violated the woman within the pages. No matter how many times they spurt the demonic fluid, they just kept going.

As Aurelia read on, her cheeks flushed. She squeezed her thighs together, squirming. It'd been so long since the Lamia had done such acts to her. And yet, she could imagine the scenes vividly. Her body still burned from the experience. She could still feel the Lamia's hot seed pouring into her, just like the Demons did to the priestess within the pages.

Aurelia's memories blended with the words. As the priestess panted, she too took short breaths. As the priestess' writhed, she too squirmed. As the priestess cried out in ecstasy, she too-

Slamming her book closed, Aurelia took three deep breaths. Her chest rose and fell, sweat glistening on her skin. Just by reading the strange parable, a now familiar heat blossomed in Aurelia's chest. The warmth gathered between her legs as well. Under her skirt, an unusual humidity built up around her crotch. However, Aurelia still had to finish the story.

Aurelia opened her book, read only a few words, then closed it just as quickly. She clenched her toes, pinching the sheets of the bed over and over. Biting her lip, she stared off into the distant void. For the first time, she felt like neither reading nor meditating.

Standing up, Aurelia paced around the bed. The small walk turned into a run, sprinting in circles. When she finally grew dizzy, she came to a stop, breathing hard.

The story kept rising back up in her head. No matter what she tried, she couldn't shake the images of the sodomy from her mind. Just picturing the cocks plunging into the Priestess brought an unbearable blush to her cheeks.

Aurelia closed her eyes, attempting to meditate. She stood at the foot of the bed, focusing on her breath. Over and over, she took deep lungfuls of air, chest rising and falling.

In the silence, her senses sharpened. She became acutely aware of her nipples tenting beneath her robe. Just her slow rhythmic breathing caused her vestments to rub against her aching peaks. They throbbed, almost tingling as her nipples stood at attention. And then she heard the humming.

Through the hush of the void, a tuneless humming echoed out from the distorted horizon.

Aurelia tried to ignore it. She pushed the discordant tune from her mind. She had to finish calming herself before She arrived, but the humming was growing louder by the second.

Her body burned, nipples protruding through her robes. Rather than settling down, the heat only grew stronger. Especially in her loins, the tuneless music flamed the strange restlessness.

The humming came to a stop right behind her. "What a tasty-looking morsel, standing out here all alone. Don't mind if I do..." The Lamia's arms wrapped around her from behind.

Aurelia jumped. Her hands, clasped in silent prayer, trembled slightly. Where the Demoness' fingers lightly touched her cleavage; her skin already tingled in anticipation.

"Oh my, aren't you excited today." She traced up to Aurelia's shoulders, massaging. "I'll be sure to relieve all that jitteriness. So just relax."

Her fingers slipped beneath the shoulder of Aurelia's robes, pushing it aside. The Lamia kissed the chafed skin underneath; her lips only softly brushing. Then she slid the hem of Aurelia's vestments cleanly off her shoulders.

The top of Aurelia's robes fell down. Only the peaks of her chest kept it from falling to her feet. She pushed her chest forward, barely catching the cloth as it fell. Pulling her shoulders back, Aurelia panted for breath, chest rising and falling, dignity barely maintained.

"Do you have any idea just how cute you look right now?" The Lamia purred. She pressed down on Aurelia's chest, stroking from her collarbone towards her ample bosom. Her fingers pushed into soft cleavage, teasing under the edges of the robe.

Aurelia took short breaths. She struggled to keep her vestments from falling off. Every time the Demoness stroked downwards, her fingers threatened to push the cloth from her breasts. So Aurelia stuck out her chest further, but that also thrust her bosom deeper into the fell woman's hands.

"So insistent on struggling, why not give in?" the Lamia asked. She dragged her fingers up Aurelia's chest before massaging just below her collarbone. Her nails left red marks on her skin, but the gentle massage rubbed away the pain from the love scratches. "Have you figured out the 'Cure' yet..?"

"Meditation..." Aurelia whispered.

The Lamia giggled. "Is that still working for you I wonder? There is an easier cure though, a faster one."

As she spoke, the end of the Demoness' tail slipped up Aurelia's legs. The dexterous tip traced around her inner thigh, coiling around it. "If you ask nicely, I'll show you."

Aurelia breathed hard. She closed her eyes, trying to focus, but the sensations only grew more intense.

The end of her tail squeezed around Aurelia's thigh. It circled around it again before slithering up her skirt. The tentacle-like appendage slipped up between her breasts, poking out the top. The end of it gripped the top of her robe, threatening to pull it down.

As it had climbed, the tail grew thicker and thicker. It pushed Aurelia's legs open, grinding against her crotch. Aurelia's seal of chastity activated, protecting her womanhood. But the Lamia's strong tail still lifted her toes off the ground.

"All you have to do is ask..." She whispered into her ear. The Lamia rose up with Aurelia, embracing her from behind. Warmth rolled off her skin in waves, wrapping Aurelia up in a hot blanket of air.

As her eyes fluttered, Aurelia shook her head. "Like hell I'd ever ask for anything from you."

"Aww..." The Lamia sighed. She slowly flowed downwards, like a crashing wave onto the top of the bed. With Aurelia still in her arms, she laid down on the sheets. "Then just normal cuddling today I guess."

"Sorry to disappoint," Aurelia smirked.

"Oh no, that would never disappoint me. I could cuddle with you for an eternity. But I wonder for how long you'll be able to resist."