The Cathedral

Louis:

"Well your clothes will certainly be dry by then, all but your shoes that is, so if that's what you wish then so be it Gabi.
"Let's eat then we can check on the weather before you decide if you want to venture out again or stay here a bit longer.
"How does that sound to you?" And with a final push of his pelvis to press the still harder cock against her suffusing her with more need, hunger and lust, as he looks down at the cleavage her arms have created, Louis refills both wine glasses then returns to the stove.

The toast is pushed down, omelets flipped over, bacon turned the butter and jam brought to the table. Leaning over her again so he can press against her, right between where he knows her wings my emerge to infuse her with still more base lust as well as numb those two places on her back Louis sets down the butter and jam.

"Just about ready to eat Gabi," he says as fingertips stroke her cheek before he returns to the stove.

Within two minutes or so Louis is back at the table carrying two plates of hot food. He sets one in front of Gabi, his arm "accidently" brushing two very, very hard and sensitive nipples as he reaches past her. Then he sits beside her close enough that they can feel each other's body heat, but not touching.

"Eat up my dear. It's best when eaten hot as so many things are best when hot," he chuckles as he butters his toast. "Look how the butter melts, see what I mean?"
 
"Thank you..." The words came out softly as she felt herself losing full control over those growing urges, developing needs and wants, almost as bad as it had been when it first happened. In a desperate attempt to focus herself, her eyes gazing at the food before her in a vicious stubborness, she exhaled sharply. Now she'd just about figured that it wasn't her imagination, and that something was going on. Something that she wasn't sure how to take. Like perhaps his preferred use of words, or that accidental brush across those hard nipples, which she'd been steadily, slowly getting to oblige with her mind, perhaps these weren't just coincidences. That thought was enough to trouble her more.

Though she found it impossible to shift herself, despite how much she wanted to, to a standing position and retrieve those damp clothes and leave the Cathedral. Her body was refusing. Instead, her muscles relaxed, that spike-like pain now a dull throb, not causing pain in any way. Maybe your over reacting...this should be fine. You can eat, and then ask for a place to sleep and get yourself together in the morning...there's nothing to worry about... Though oddly enough, Gabie found that these thoughts weren't hers, but responces to her body's wants. No, she'd leave shortly after she was finished eating. She'd thank Louis, and get the hell out of these...or...would she?

Your stressed. You've had a long day...you should stay for the night at least.. Listening more and more to her mental conscious, she lifted the fork and began to eat, occasionally shaking her head to rid those annoying thoughts. No doubt, it was getting hot in there...but she'd just momentarily been rather cold. It is a bit warm in here...maybe you should take off the robe. Louis wouldn't mind, he's a priest, remember? A pause came as she rested the end of the fork on the edge of the plate, seeming to, for a moment, want to listen to those strange thoughts. Shaking her head, that burning sensation pecking at her skin as clothing commonly did once hot enough and pressed to your skin, she hastily finished her food before speaking, not caring if the rain had stopped. She'd had enough abnormalties for one night, she wanted to leave.

"Thanks again Louis, for everything. I think...I think I'll be off in a few moments though."
 
Louis:

"Of course Gabi, as you wish," he says as he wipes his mouth with a napkin after finishing his final bite.

Handing her her once more refilled, a altered, wine, "Here, finish this first. Can't waste good wine by pouring it down the drain, now can we."

As he clears the table and put the plates into the sink he's concentrating. First on the weather to turn the rain storm into a torrential downpour. Second on Gabi to alter her thoughts and desires and to calm her and make her accept the ever increasing need and hunger that's growing in her swollen breasts, hard and throbbing nipples, throbbing and erect clit and her saturated virgin cunt.

Returning to her side he takes her arm and leads her to the laundry room. "Here we are Gabi. You're things are right there in the dryer. Go ahead and undress if you wish and put them on."
 
Gabie removed the clothes from the dryer, stepping to the side and into a room to put them on. Letting the robe fall from her agile frame, checking her body suspeciously with the door closed, she felt that dull throbbing turn to a pulsing pain. Unable to see, feeling the pain increase, in a matter of moments the girl was on her knees, feeling as though a great weight had been placed upon her back. Feeling that pain slowly subsiding, forcing herself to her feet, she staggered painfully over to the nearest mirror, staring in wide eyed horror.

"What the fuck are these things?!" Disbelief show in her eyes, watching the large wet wings that had seeming came from no where upon her back for a moment, ignoring the fact that she was still without clothes. A rumbling thunder caught her attention as she looked quickly to the window, catching a flash of lightening. What about Louis?

As quickly, and carefully as she could, she headed towards the door, pressing in the lock and breathing heavily. Now what would she do? How would she explain a set of wings popping up on her back. How in the world would she get her clothes on.

"Uh...I-I'll be out in a minute, Louis." She said nervously, lifting those crisp, still very warm clothes to hold over her form, backing away from the door, and looking to the window. Well, it was around eleven...no one would see her, even if she did have two white feathered wings on her back. The rain would take care of that...if she could even fit out the window.
 
Louis:

'However,' Louis thinks to himself since he's knows all of her thoughts, the window doens't open and is barred outside to keep out burglars Gabi. Isn't that ashame.'

Then, as he only has an hour left he delves deep into her mind. He finds all of the sexual fantasizes she's had and uses the ones that effect her the most, that cause the strongest reactions and floods her mind with them one by one, one after another.

With a casual wave of his hand the door unlocks and swings wide open. His robe vanishes and he stands there as naked as she is. His cock it pointing right at her as it pulses and throbs.

Her visions continue, her lust and passion is as hot as a roaring blast furnace in a steel mill she's so turned on, so aroused, sooo damned hot and horny.
 
PhoenixPrime01 said:
'However,' Louis thinks to himself since he's knows all of her thoughts, the window doens't open and is barred outside to keep out burglars Gabi. Isn't that ashame.'

Then, as he only has an hour left he delves deep into her mind. He finds all of the sexual fantasizes she's had and uses the ones that effect her the most, that cause the strongest reactions and floods her mind with them one by one, one after another.

With a casual wave of his hand the door unlocks and swings wide open. His robe vanishes and he stands there as naked as she is. His cock it pointing right at her as it pulses and throbs.

Her visions continue, her lust and passion is as hot as a roaring blast furnace in a steel mill she's so turned on, so aroused, sooo damned hot and horny.

"Come to me Gabi and ask for what you can't live any longer without. Come and ask for it Gabi."
 
Gabie was surprised at first, almost as if she hadn't heard those thoughts. But it was confirmed, her gaze switching from the window to the door as it opened. And in a sharp relex, still quite unused to those wings, she stumbled back quickly before falling to the floor, though that didn't stop her from continuing to back away until her wings were lodged against the wall and her still moving, bare body. And almost as in a trance, she halted.

What was happening. That lust and need flooded into her body, her mind, causing her to stop any activity, bright green eyes still echoing a profound fear. Trying to block them out, they kept comming, one after another, causing her to lose control over herself. She barely seemed to notice that he'd rid himself of clothing as well, shaking her head in disbelief, trying to convince herself that none of this was real. But this time...this time she couldn't fight those urges, and that lust, closing her eyes for a moment, bringing her knees to her chest and grasping her head.

"No...this...can't be happening...You! What are you doing to me?!" She said, her face flushing as her body began to attempt and force her to move forward, to go to him. There was no way anything holy would come from this man. Her voice was raised considerately, fear and anger echoing as she bit back tears. Unable to retain herself from that lust, raising to her feet, those massive white wings flickering behind her, she began forward, screaming at herself to stop on the inside. She was so close now, oh so horribly close, trying to get those thoughts out of her mind.

"Please, Louis. Please just let me...let me out of here...why are you doing this?" She said softly, pressing back with any and all the remaining ability she could to that flaring lust that was consuming her.
 
Louis:

"I'll tell you later Gabi, for now do what your body demands of you. I promise to tell you later the whys.
"Now you know what you want, what you need, what you have to have or you'll go insane... and you will if you aren't satisified believe that Gabi.
"Come to me and tell me what you want, ask for what you have to have... it's vitally important to your continued well being, physical and mental," and he holds out his hand to her with a gentle caring look on his face, in his eyes.
 
Gabie managed to swallow, unable to find her voice as she froze there, listening to him with horrible alertness. No, how did he know what she was feeling? How did he know what she wanted? Right now, though, none the less, she couldn't find what she wanted in that twisted mass of thoughts and visions, pulling herself between that odd lust for sex and the very core of her mind, the last little part of her that still was her's. She didn't know what to do, which was enough to stop her from moving for now...but she wasn't sure how long it would stay that way.

"I want to leave...I want to get out of here.." She responded swiftly, bitterly. How could he look at her that...make her think that everything was alright? Feeding the odd flood of emotions that was commanding her body. Against her own minds command she took his hand lightly, shifting closer to him, feeling the heat from his form blend with that of her own. It was him...he'd been doing it all along. He was making this happen. She glanced to the window once more. Bars or no bars, she'd get out of it somehow. Her gaze shifted towards the door as well, ajar behind him. But what if she did go insane, trying to find a way out of the massive cathedral? No one would ever know she was there. It was no where near daylight..the cathedral was empt. Anything was worth a try. Locking her jaw stubbornly, staring at him in mixed confusion and fear of being in such a situation, the rain pelted the roof and window violently, the other other sound aside from her own heart beat pounding in her ears.
 
Louis:

His hand seems to transmit wave after wave of arousal and lust, of deep and unabiding passion into her body to dive to her pussy, her clit, her cunt the through her body to her passion swollen breasts and hard swollen nipples, up to explode like sky rockets into pictures and feelings in her mind that she can't help but see and feelings that so flood her mind and thoughts all else is swept away.

"Ask me for what you can't exisit any longer without Gabi. Ask for it, you know there's no alternative. Ask and you shall have it and all will be well."
 
Gabie's mind shifted away from escape, losing herself to that massive wave of lust and hunger, now stuck trying to single handedly fight it off. She wasn't going to be able to get away, not until she'd gotten rid of some of those emotions...that lust that was driving her more and more towards the edge in which she'd have no choice. She couldn't seem to find her voice, her eyes centered with a worried, frightened look on his, those wings becomming easier to deal with as the minutes ticked by.

"I..I want.." She trailed off sharply, trying to avert her gaze, her attention to something else. The lamp, the ceiling, the window, anything. Her mind centered itself around that one thing, none the less, drawing her back to it no matter how hard she tried to get away from it. Feeling fear and anger mixing finally, she pulled herself far enough to take one step back away from him.

"I want you to let me go...now!" She said, trying with a desperate, almost tiring attempt to rid herself of that ever-burning, growing lust. Why wasn't it stopping?
 
Louis:

Every where she looks she sees images in living color of one of her sexual fantasies taking place. She smells the smells, hears the sounds and begins to feel which ever one she's seeing at the time happening to her body right then as Tusnami Waves of passion overwhelm and inundate her mind and body again and again and again.

As she struggels and manages to step back, Louis steps forward intruding deeper into her personal space, invading it as she's being constantly "invaded" in a fantasy no matter where she looks. "Invasion" she can feel and can't stop that drive her to the brink of lustfilled insane hunger. The only anchor keeping her from falling is Louis's hand.

"Ask me for what you need Gabi. Ask so I may help you. You have to ask me Gabi, now[/i]," he says softly but at the end in a very commanding tone. One that brooks no possible refusal.
 
Gabie squeezed her eyes closed, hearing and seeing and feelings things she only but wished were just illusions. Just the strange magic of whatever Louis had been doing to her. Unable to draw her hand from him, she took short breaths now, hearing her heart beat wildly in her chest. Just give in, Gab, it'll be over soon...don't try and fight it anymore, or you'll go insane...

Ignoring that voice in her head further, trying to block everything out, she began to feel it all tugging at her mind, that bottled lust and wants and needs beginning to weight itself viciously in her mind. Unable to hold on to it anymore, she spoke finally, opening her eyes now and staring at his, her words not her own, spoken in a soft voice aching of lust and need that she'd been battling off for the last thirty minutes or so.

"I want you, Louis. I want to feel you inside of me. I want you to take my virginity..can you do this for me, Louis?" Disbelief flooded into her head now, adding to the confusion of those emotions, not satisfied by only those words, but dulling it enough so that it wasn't now so tightly squeezed into her head. There was no more fighting. It was like trying to shove a brick with a strand of hair, her wil was great but it was no longer taking her anywhere. Not a step back, not a word spoken.
 
Louis:

He smiled at her words as he replied, "As you've asked me so it shall be lovely Gabi.
"As I promised you so it shall be. I will help you just as promised."

His hand guides her's to his throbbing and erect cock and closes it around it. The barest touch sends a lance of pure lust through her to her flooded throbbing clit and vagina, to her mind filling it with a hunger she never suspected could exist, but it multiplies infinitely when her hand grips his cock unable to release it as she squeezes as tightly as she can in an involuntary reaction.

His hands draw her to him so those swollen nipples touch his bare chest and seem to catch fire as the soft curly hair on his chest tickles her breasts at the same time.

Then his hands slide down to her hips, around to her round, firm bottom and she's effortlessly lifted into the air as he says, "Wrap your legs around me and put what's in your hand where it has to go, has to be lovely woman."
 
Fear streaked up her form for the first few seconds, her true emotions at the uncontrolled speech and actions, not liking the least bit how this was all turning out. Though none the less, she felt herself forced to watch the scene from inside herself, unable to do anything about it. None the less, her finger's still wrapped around his erection, now willing to let go as that lust was added to that in which already filled her body. Her chest pressed against his, a single, blood hued tear fled from her eyes as she fell silent, unable to protest, or scream, or cry out in attempt to get away.

The wings, not light upon her back presumed no problem as he lifted her up, her body doing automatically what he requested, demanded. Her slender, agile legs were wrapped around his waist, her hand hallowly guiding his cock to that tight, virgin hole, managing to slip a whimper through those lips, willing to do more and try and plead with him to leave her be, but finding herself unable to. Placing the head of his cock right at her entrance, she felt that same familiar fear, blended with that lust and want rip up and down her burning frame.

"Louis.." The words that would have followed were cut off almost refusingly by her body as she tried to plead with him, her tone holding a desperate fear. Something about this, this small, barely within the boundaries of sexual activity seemed very very wrong, almost as if against the law or something. She wanted to stop it. She couldn't.
 
Louis:

"Yes lovey, nay beautiful and naked lust filled Gabi..... Louis," and with one hard, brutal jerk downward on her body she's implaed to the base of the erection she placed at her entrance.

The violence of her impalement knocked away her gripping hand as her maidenhead was sundered once and forever as the tapered knob of the head of his penis penetrates her like a lance of hard, unbeliveable hot flesh. Deeper and deeper she's penetrated as the "lance head" drives her virgin walls apart.

In and it he goes until he reaches her farthest wall then, with a twist and pull on her hips he passes even that barrier to penetrate her unltimate depths. And he moves her up and down fucking her, taking her, making her his in mind, body and soul as she screams out both her fulfilled lust and her pain and agony, as she uses her legs to assist in her taking by fucking him back... willingly and eagerly now that she's tasted the pleasures of the flesh for the first time.

"Mine, you are now all mine Gabrile in mind and body and soul you are mine." And her snow white wings change to pitch black in the blink of an eye.
 
Hands desperately seeking something to support herself with, the pain seeming to be but the only thing consuming her body, along with that lust and want, his cock driven into that sensitive, pure, untouched area. A scream broke through her vocals, a few more tears of red streaming down her face, unknowingly the last of any celestial on earth turned dark, corrupted. A fallen, by force. Finally grasping his shoulders in response to his viciously targeted movements, his member pressing deeper, and still deeper into the unexperienced opening, the walls of her burning, throbbing entrance streching in response as quickly as they could. Those dark finger nails dug into his shoulder, those screams and gasps, and moans of pleasure and pain and lust not hidden, blended with the roaring of thunder and lightening angerily outside.

The feathers upon her back shifted in color from light, to dark, oblivion hued replacing those previously white wings. And for the time being, she felt nothing. No shame, no guilt, no refusal. Nothing but lust. For now. Her mind consumed by it, forced to oblige it she responded to each of his thrusts with one of her own, bucking her hips into him, a mixture of gasps and screams still pressing past her lips. Almost not registering the words, her eyes closed, those crimson tears turning to black and disappearing from her face, she snapped back to reality. His? What was he...oh no.

"Stop, Louis, stop! Ohhh, god stop, please stop!" She managed to get out, feeling blood begin to trickle through that small, streached opening. She'd grasped the most part of her senses, that lust and want dieing, but for who knew how long.
 
Louis:

The lust he's suffused her with no longer necessary Louis allowed her body to feel the natural pleasure/pain combination that created it's own passion as they mated, as they fucked.

He carried her back into the room where they'd eaten such a short time ago and stretched her out on the table as they continued to rut and her body responded naturally moving in concert with his so crotch smacked against crotch filling the previously silent room with the liquid, wet sounds of sex, of a man and woman fucking as hard and fast as their bodies permitted.

His hands leave her hips and move to extend her arms out to the side. Her raven hued wings extend providing her with a soft cushion to lie upon as his hands claim her breasts and swollen nipples.

"No my angel I shan't stop and if I did so," he says looking down into her eyes, capturing and holding them, "you'd beg me to continue what we've begun and we both know it.
"From now on you will be my angel of passion, of lust, of sexuality and physical desire.
"Now my lovely angel fuck me as wildly and wantonly as you are able, but do not move your arms from where I've placed them until we've finished and you hug me to you as you kiss me as ardently and deeply as you can."
 
The undying feeling of lust and want had began to fade, still holding a rare intensity as he continued to press into her, those blends of pleasure and pain jetting through her body almost horribly. She fell silent once more, torn between desire and her free mind now, unsheltered by the forceful lusting wishes, though none the less, deeply driven to obey. As he spoke, she listened, her body beginning to respond as he directed her with what to do. At first, she hadn't thought on it. She shook her head in reply, locking her jaw to hold in those screams and moans of passion, trying to find her voice once more.

"No..Louis, I won't do this..I want to leave, I want you to stop." She replied softly, still ripping her thoughts between both of those thoughts running through her mind. It was a difficult process, arguing with yourself. Though none the less she had centered her mind on it, somewhat fearing his reaction, and want to follow his orders as he'd spoken them to her.

"I have a brother, Louis, and a mother and father. I'm not going to stay here with you.." She spoke again with that quiet, almost fearful tones, shifting oh so lightly beneath him to try and wiggle from beneath him.
 
Louis:

"Of course you'll leave, when we've finished and we've both climaxed, but not before.
"Until then you will fuck me my angel and you'll see you'll love every moaning, whimpering moment of the buildup to your first orgasm. One I promise you will be a mind blowing screaming orgasm the likes of which you've never even imagined my lovely angel.
"Now fuck me. Fuck me with all you have. Make me cum and make yourself cum as we fuck each other. It is my wish, my command my angel."

And his cock seems to swell even thicker and to even grow an appendage that constantly rubs her clit as the cock stuffing her body so full rubs every sensitive place inside her and places no other will every be able to reach as Louis fucks her, as she fucks him back.
 
The second command had begun to be followed, her arms kept at her sides as she responded to his cock inside of her, pressing herself into each his thrusts, soft moans flittering from her lips. Still, she only half obliged, redrawing herself back from the command as she halted her motions, biting her bottom lip somewhat as she tried to move, and tried to reason with him.

"No, Louis. I want to leave now." She repeated stubbornly. It was a difficult move to try, though none the less using her arms to aid her, she pulled herself upward, away from his cock, the lust that was still in her body seeming to respond bitterly, but not enough to make her move back. She kept moving, until she was justly at the very end of the table, her legs weak from the previous experiences, staring at him and pondering his reaction. Her wings were shifted to cover her bare, light form defensively, still very light, not too strong yet and easily removed, but enough for now.

"I want out of the Cathedral.." She spoke once more, staring at him for a momenmt unprepared for whatever course of action he decided to take next.
 
Louis:

"I've told you that you are now mine, and mine you are my angel," Louis says in a perfectly calm voice as he grips her claves and effortlessly draws her back to the edge of the table once again.

"Dark wings wide my angel, and arms back out to your sides.
"Wrap your legs around me, fuck me as you feel the passions and lusts the you will feel continually, from this second forward, from your body engulf you again and be the driving force within you physically and mentally.
"As I've told you, you ARE my angel of passion, of lust, of sexuality and physical desire and from now on forever will be.
"Now fuck me, fuck yourself and make us orgasm, I command it and so it shall be.
"As you fuck me tell me what you are, how wonderful it feels to fuck, to have sex, to be fucked. Tell me my lewd and licentious angel of lust.
"Begin!
"Obey Me!
"Now!


As Louis issues the final command his hands move to her breasts and his powerful fingers sink into the aroused and firm flesh as her swollen, erect nipples are pressed into it too and rubbed, as he uses them to hold her in place.
 
Don't listen to him, Gabie. Try and block him out! In desperate attempts to stop his words, she tried to shift her attention to something, barely being able to concentrate on the pounding rain on the windows and ceiling. She closed her eyes, shaking her head as he spoke, trying to deny him the ability to weave that strange spell over her once more. None the less, she felt that driving lust begin to return to her, squirming beneath him in attempts to get away from him again.

"No..Louis, no! I'm not yours..I'm not!" She protested desperately, trying to pull herself up once more, though held there by his hands grasping her breasts and holding her there. Her body began to respond none the less, her legs wrapping around him to pull him deeper into her. That still inexperienced opening forced to expand she gave a whimper and gasp, fighting now with her own body to halt her actions. Her arms shifted from the position he placed them in once more, pressing against his chest in attempts to get him off of her.

"Louis...you..." Those words were trailed off, replaced by a soft moan as that lust continued to take it's toll, squeezing the control from her mind, forcing her into bucking her hips slowly into him as she tried to pull back, feeling tears swell in her eyes once more.
 
Louis:

"Yessss my angel me. Me deeper in you than any will ever be other than me. Me who you're fucking so hungrily. Me who has taken your chastity and is fucking you as you fuck me. Me who will make you orgasm. Me who will flood you when we climax for your first time as you scream and cry out becoming a woman for it will feel so incredible to you, so good to your orgasming body.

"Keep fucking me my angel. Feel every thing that's happening to you. Feel my cock fucking you into your womb. Feel my hands on your breasts, my thumbs on your nipples.
"Feel it and tell me what your passion filled body is telling you. Obey me my angel. Now."


And his cock moves from her depths to the entrance to her stretched vagina then alllllllll of the way back into her again as her clit's continuously stimulated, as her g-spot is rubbed by his length and wide head, as her tits and nipples throb and burn more and more as he squeezes and rubs.
 
How could something so heavenly be so wrong? Gabie was shocked by her thoughts, slowly losing more and more of the control of her body under the pressure of that rocketing lust and need, over whelming her, twice the power it had been before. Almost unknowingly a moan slipped through her lips, her hips beginning to buck into each of his thrusts, slowly, but surely. She was desperately trying to keep herself from falling victim to that odd power posessing her to respond, her arms softly weakening as she tried to push him away before falling to her sides. So long as you don't speak, then you will be fine...try to fight this, Gabie... The thoughts were the only things keeping her from weeping from the actions, waves of pleasure racing up her form, the unfamiliar feeling of nearing climax seizing her body.

Another moan passed through her lips, louder then before, only barely managing to get her thoughts to block just barely his words. It wasn't enough. Those hard nipples echoing a soft sensation that was almost painful beneath his thumbs, her legs tightening around him to pull him deeper into her, she spoke the words against herself, against everything she was trying to fight for. She wasn't going to give up so easily, though.

"Goddd, Louis. This..it feels so good...incredible...I want you harder, Louis. Harder!" That demanding tone was not her own, and where as her voice was draining that pent up lust, her mind was recoiling in horror and fear, screaming at her from inside to stop, and fight this.
 
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