Sanctity's Fall - Memories of Agra 📱 SUBSCRIPTION

Only two days had passed, but for Anna, it felt like a century. She practically tumbled out of bed, rushing over in leaps and bounds, desperately throwing her arms around the returning Agra. She buried her face in Agra's habit, still smelling of blood and dust, her body trembling violently with excitement and lingering fear. This desperate dependence stemmed from the morbid desire for conquest and humiliation that Karon had instilled in her soul, and Agra was the only one who could soothe this beast.

Agra's body stiffened momentarily, then she reached out and gently patted Anna's back.

That evening, a gondola drifted quietly on the Erelia Grand Canal. Agra and Anna nestled together at the bow, the golden sunset stretching their shadows across the shimmering water.

"If every day were like this, would you still want to go back and be your queen?" Agra's voice was low and hoarse, tinged with weariness.

Anna didn't answer, only held her tighter, offering a kiss that jolted through them. Between their entwined lips was endless longing and dependence. After a long moment, she lifted her head from Agra's embrace, her blue eyes filled with worry and lingering fear: "What really happened that day? Did your dream... come true?" She remembered her nightmares about tentacles, the terrifying scenes of cold, slick tentacles tearing open her habit.

Agra's gaze became distant, as if piercing through time. She began to recount the memory she had deliberately sealed away, while gently tracing Anna's sensitive ear.

"That ancient evil known as the 'Black Demon'. I thought my faith and strength would be enough to purify it..." Agra's voice was light, but carried an icy chill, "But I failed."

In Agra's description, images of humiliation unfolded in Anna's mind.

"It... was it destroyed in the end?" Anna asked in a trembling voice, her body already beginning to heat uncontrollably.

"No," Agra's fingers slipped inside Anna's clothing, gently kneading, "I was completely penetrated by it. When it finally left, a whole squad of Paladins arrived. They tore off the tentacles still wrapped around me..."

Anna's breathing became rapid, Agra's description seemed to possess magic, each word precisely stimulating that sensitive nerve called "humiliation."

"Those tentacles... there were many still inside my orifices... The Paladin medics, under everyone's gaze, manually removed them from my orifices, one by one." Agra's voice was frighteningly calm, but her fingers were stirring a vortex of lust within Anna's body.

"They were... in front of everyone?" Anna felt her mind go blank.

"Yes, in front of everyone," Agra's voice seemed to echo. "I was completely exposed and ashamed. Worse, the Black Demon's slime was like the most potent aphrodisiac, making my body extremely sensitive. In full view of everyone, I couldn't control myself... I convulsed repeatedly..."

"Ah..." Anna could no longer suppress her moans. She empathized with this scene, or rather, the "addiction" that Karon had cultivated within her empathized with it. Agra continued to describe the details, while directly soothing her already overflowing lust.

"When they had finally cleaned me out as best they could, they held me upside down like an object, draining the remaining fluids from my body..."

Anna's expression was completely dazed, she wanted to hear more, to know more details, but could only utter unintelligible murmurs, her mind completely surrendered to desire.

"As I was rolled and repositioned, residual tentacles and the Black Demon's fluids still flowed from every orifice of my body..."

"Finally, I was transported back to the convent like that, passing through the central street."

In Agra's calm and cruel description, stimulated by the extreme, public, and irresistible scenes of violation and humiliation, Anna's body reached an unprecedented peak. She "expressed" herself fully in Agra's arms, the flood of orgasm washing away her last shred of reason.

As Anna gasped weakly in the afterglow, Agra held her close and whispered in her ear the final, and most crucial, words.

"And it's not over yet..."

"The Inquisition will seriously investigate me—for a chaste nun, experiencing pleasure... while being violated by a demon."

(To be continued…)