Elanessa might be sweet and innocent, but she wasn't stupid. Sister Kelethia had been acting strangely during the past few weeks, and Elanessa suspected that she was in love with Ganden. Had the two of them been doing more than just reading on these hot summer mornings? She didn't like to think ill of one of her fellow priestesses, but there were suspicious signs. It all started when she began wearing that crimson robe - the one that revealed far too much flesh. Kelethia claimed that she still couldn't find her regular robe, and that the new robe suited her, but Elanessa didn't like the way she smiled when she said that.
And then there had been the dreams. Kelethia called them nightmares, but they certainly didn't sound like nightmares. Why did she often find Kelethia moaning deliriously, touching herself in ways that she shouldn't? It could only mean one thing: Kelethia had given her body to Ganden. The boy had led her astray, and these daily tutoring sessions had devolved into sinful opportunities for fornication.
Elanessa hadn't thought Ganden capable of such things. He was handsome and strong, certainly - she could see how a woman would be tempted to join him in lustful deeds. But he had always seemed like such a kind, virtuous young man. Why had he seduced Kelethia? Well, no matter. Elanessa would do her best to help both of them return to the path of virtue.
With these thoughts in mind, Elanessa followed Kelethia to Ganden's cottage. She was a bit surprised that Kelethia had invited her along; perhaps she had felt guilty and wanted Elanessa to think that she was acting properly. Or perhaps she truly did want to change her behavior, and might be better able to do so with Elenassa there for moral support.
Ganden was waiting for them. He didn't seem surprised to see Elanessa, though she noticed that his eyes flickered down the length of her body, as if he was eyeing a juicy slab of steak that would soon be his. It made her uncomfortable, as did the knowing smile that he exchanged with Kelethia. What were they up to?
The cottage was small but cozy. A group of comfortable chairs surrounded a large bear rug near the hearth, and Elanessa sat near Ganden to hear him read. Kelethia drew a candle from the folds of her robes and placed it in a holder near Elanessa. Its wax seemed to pulse with an eerie green radiance. A trick of the light, she supposed.
"There's plenty of light coming in through the windows," she said.
"Yes, but this is a special candle," said Kelethia. "I made it myself. I think you'll find it has a delightful aroma."
Elanessa shrugged and watched as Kelethia quietly brought the candle to life. Its flame was small but steady, and it seemed to produce an inordinate amount of smoke. The sweet odor was indeed quite pleasant, and Elanessa found herself breathing deeply.
"Maybe we should..." Elanessa paused as a strange sensation coursed through her body. She felt warm all over, and her skin tingled as if it had suddenly become more sensitive. She could feel the soft fabric of her robe brushing her breasts and belly as she leaned back in her chair.
"Maybe we should what?" murmured Kelethia, a sinister smile on her lips. Her cheeks looked flushed - was she also feeling this strange warmth? Elanessa glanced at Ganden to find him staring at her with that hungry expression. Without meaning to, her eyes darted to his crotch, and she thought she saw a suspicious bulge beneath his breeches.
"I...I don't know..." stammered Elanessa. The tingling was getting stronger - particularly in her nipples and groin. She had a sudden, obscene urge to touch herself, to rub herself, to stroke herself. She would never do such a thing, of course - but the urge was there, and it was growing stronger. "I feel strange..."
"Me too," purred Kelethia. She tugged her robe open, revealing the soft bulges of her breasts. Her nipples were obscenely swollen, like small strawberries waiting to be tasted.
"What are you doing?" cried Elanessa. "You can't just..."
"Of course I can," said Kelethia as she began to stroke her distended tits. "You can, too." She moaned softly. "This feels...oh...so good." She gently pinched her nipples, rolling them between her thumbs and forefingers. "Come on...give it a try." She licked her lips and smiled. "You want to, right?"
Elanessa did want to. In fact, she was finding it difficult to resist. She could feel her nipples grazing the soft fabric of her robe now, longing to be touched and rubbed. She looked over at Ganden and saw that he had taken his shirt off and was starting to remove his pants. She knew what lurked beneath those pants, and her pussy ached for it.
But she couldn't let this happen. She rose unsteadily to her feet, dizzy with sweet smoke. The door was only a few feet away. She had to get out of here before things got any worse, before she gave in to the sinful hunger that was now raging through her groin.
Her hand was almost on the door handle when she felt her robe being lifted up. "No..." she whimpered as someone roughly tugged her panties down. She stumbled to the floor, feebly reaching for the door. "Please...let me...oh!" And there it was - the hot, hard flesh of a cock, nudging against her wet pussy lips. It wanted in, and she wanted it in, but she couldn't let that happen. Her hand found the door handle...
And the cock plunged inside her.
She gasped with pleasure. It was bigger and better than she could have imagined. Her fingers still grasped the cool brass of the handle, but she couldn't seem to find the strength to open it. "Please...don't..."
