I turned over, trying to get comfortable.

My entire body was wracked with aches. She had worked me to the bone last night, just as she promised.

At least I had the bed to myself right now, since she got up at five in the morning for some reason.

The sheets were sticky with cum and blood, much of the cum being mine.

She had finally broken me, around the fifth time. Forced me to enjoy the pain. Every last twinge and scream full of ecstasy.

"Goddamn it…" I swore, and unwillingly got out of bed. It was ten already.

I dressed myself and re-attached my mask and slipped my hood on.

"Morning." I greeted tiredly as I approached Skarlet. She was dressed as well in her original clothing.

Apparently, her vision of a greeting was much different than mine. The moment I finished talking, she was upon me and ripping off my mask to kiss me.

"…Good morning, Tali…" She whispered seductively, and wrapped her arms around my suited body.

"G-good morning, Skarlet…" I gasped for air as she let me go with a playful slap on my rear. I let out a cry of surprise as she did so, and gave her a funny look.

"So…what do you eat for breakfast?" She ignored it and changed the topic.

"W-well…I usually just eat some fruit or something." I picked up my discarded mask and placed it on a nearby table, shifting my hood uncomfortably.

She reached into a bowl on the same table and tossed me a banana.

"Ah…well…thank you!" I responded awkwardly, but realized what the banana was intended for when I saw the look on her face.

I look down at the banana and back at her.

"O-oh no…! I-I've got work to do! N-new e-experiments!" I stammered in a nervous voice and backed away, but she had me cornered.

"Oh, come on…are you going to tell me that you don't want…this?" She undid the strap on her armor, letting the red bra and pauldrons fall down and expose her voluptuous breasts.

"B-bu…bu…but…oh fuck it…" I groaned, feeling my own arousal growing.

She came close enough to push me against the wall, and pressed her perfect orbs against mine.

"Have you ever felt the warmth of a woman's body against your own before last night? The feeling of her face between your legs as she licks your glistening pussy?" She whispered in a strong but low voice, brushing her fingertips between my suit-clad legs. Even with such protection, I still couldn't stop myself from letting out a moan.

She kneeled downwards, looking up at me the whole time as I felt the lower part of my suit become undone. Moments later, I felt the cool air against my uncovered grey-purple skin.

Then I felt a pleasure that was even more intense than what she gave me last night. It was like all my outer nerves imploding within themselves.

I found myself crying and moaning at the same time, the sheer intensity of her pleasuring me enough to cause tears.

My hands were blindly grasping at everything around me, finally gripping the corners of the wall.

Then my climax arrived. It had seemed like an eternity since when we started. Waves of explosively magnificent pleasure took me off my feet and I soon found myself writhing on the floor as she straddled me and began fingering me.

Just as the orgasm seemed to die down, a single wave of pleasure that far surpassed all the others combined exploded.

A splattering sound echoed throughout the house.

I managed to lean upwards enough to find out what it was.

Skarlet's face was dripping with my hot juices, and so was the wall. And the floor. And part of the door.

She licked her lips and wiped her face off, then pulled my suit back up. Of course, she neglected to ensure none of my excess liquids were still flowing. As a result, a quite visible wet spot formed between my legs.

She cleaned herself up and redressed in her combat clothing.

I attempted to clean myself as well, but the scent of the fruits of my climax were like the scent of fruit in a orchard. Anyone with a decent sense of smell could tell what I had been up to recently.

However, neither of us realized that.

Not long after, we bid farewell to our home for the day and went about our business.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

ALEP TUI NIUFO PIOFI!

"Faster! Faster!" A dark grey-skinned woman berated the couple. They were sexually entwined, the male jerking as fast as he could and the woman screaming in pleasure. Around them were a circle of men masturbating in rhythm with the chanting of the woman.

ALEP NIUFO TUI PIOFI!

The dark grey-skinned woman produced a beautiful yet simple gold goblet, and continued chanting as she went around to each of the men.

One by one they let out a quiet groan of ecstasy as they ejaculated, their pure white cum shooting into the cup. Not one dared to cum early.

ALEP PIOFI TUI NIUFO! ALEP PIOFI! ALEP PIOFI!

The woman finished chanting as the man on the table finished, letting out a loud groan of pleasure as he shot his hot cum into her glistening slit.

The grey-skinned woman was clad in simple and provocative clothing, which consisted of a black metallic strapless bra to cover her breasts, red sleeves with a slit on the top, a hood that was adorned at the edges with runes, and a long red skirt with various silver ornaments decorating it. Her skin was also adorned with white tattoos that were reminiscent of spider webs and pentagrams.

She produced a curved black dagger and approached the table.

"Produce thy genitalia for thou priestess." She demanded in an orderly fashion, and the man managed to exit his partner's body and show her his glistening erect manhood. He didn't realize, at least until it was too late, what she intended to do.

In an instant, she had sliced through his cock and was holding the bloody organ in her hand. His screams were loud, but the surrounding circle of men converged on him to bind and gag him. His throat was promptly slit and his corpse discarded upon the hard and cold stone floor.

"Thy sacred organ shall be consumed…for the prophecy!" She consumed his penis in two bites, and held the cum-filled goblet out.

ANEL NIUFO PIOFI!

The men cheered, and the priestess drank the goblet full of their juices, allowing some to spill on her and drip down her body.

"…The Ritual…is nearly complete…but thou hath but one more task before she is done this day." She announced, and pointed to the half-conscious naked woman lying on the table.

The priestess reached under her skirt and drew her hand across her slit.

Crossing each of the ten men before her, she stroked each of their erect cocks with her wet fingers.

"Bless thy former virgin with thy cum…" She whispered to each of them.

It became clear when the first straddled her and began raping the woman on the table.

As each of the men took their turns raping her, the priestess masturbated with the bloodied dagger, drawing the hilt of the knife across her slit.

"Ahhh…! It is done. Only a month to go before the Ritual of Birth…" She moaned as her climax came at the same time the last man finished raping their victim.

"We must find a new one. One with new blood. We need a new sentient form of blood, since all forms of human blood have been already exhausted to us." She continued as she approached the altar. Their abused and broken victim lay crying upon the altar. She was slick with her own sweat and the sweat of over half a dozen men, the remnants of their cum covering her entire body, and her blood.

It was with merciless gusto that the Priestess slit her throat.

"Hado nifiq." The priests chanted as she pulled out the dead woman's heart.

"Find new blood. Living and unharmed. I will do the rest." The Priestess demanded angrily, and savagely consumed the bloody heart.

"Yes, Priestess Veriz!" They hastily agreed and scrambled off, leaving Veriz alone with the corpse. She approached it slowly and deliberately once again.

"Your death will not be in vain, Sister…" She whispered and kissed her forehead before leaving.