The Fall of the Exorcist

That night, Mikami Reiko, accompanied by her bumbling assistant Yokoshima, arrived at a large mansion to exorcise a demon. The mansion's owner had spent his life indulging in nightly revelry, but after his business failed, he committed suicide there. His spirit remained in the house, causing trouble and preventing creditors from selling the property. They had no choice but to hire Mikami to exorcise the ghost.

Upon entering the mansion, Mikami instructed Yokoshima to set up an array on the first floor, while she, carrying an exorcism wand and a ghost detector, searched the second floor. Mikami searched almost the entire second floor, but the detector remained unresponsive, leaving only the master bedroom at the end of the corridor. She cautiously approached the bedroom. Inside, the detector still didn't respond. Mikami wondered if the ghost was on the first floor and was about to turn away when she suddenly saw a figure appear on her right. Mikami immediately turned defensively towards it. But when she looked closer, she realized it was just a full-length mirror, reflecting her own image.

The goddess breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn and leave when she suddenly found herself completely paralyzed. Her hands went limp, and her exorcism wand and indicator fell to the ground. Then she saw the indicator pointing to a mirror. Looking into the mirror, she saw a naked man reflected behind her.

"You're the one who came to capture me, aren't you?" the man asked in a deep voice.

"You're the former owner of this house."

"Was it my creditor who sent you to seal me up?" the man asked.

"Of course. You owe them a huge debt, and even after death you want to occupy this house. There's no such thing as a free lunch. You should ascend to heaven quickly."

Just as the goddess finished speaking, the man in the mirror grinned wickedly: "I haven't had enough fun yet, how can I bear to ascend? Let me make you happy before I ascend to heaven."

The goddess immediately understood the man's intentions. She tried to struggle, but her body wouldn't move.

The man laughed, "It's no use. Your soul is trapped in this mirror; your body can't leave its confines... but your soul's senses are still connected to your body... just watch..."

The goddess knew her situation was dire and was about to cry for help when the master bedroom door slammed shut, preventing her cries from reaching the first floor. The goddess panicked. The man was clearly at his wit's end. Although he hadn't removed his clothes, his lower body was pressed tightly against her buttocks. Even through the clothes, the goddess could feel the man's erection and heat. Suddenly, the man roughly ripped open the goddess's low-cut dress, leaving her only in a sexy black bra and panties. Standing naked before a strange man, the goddess had never experienced such humiliation. Anger, shame, and fear overwhelmed her, leaving her bewildered.

The goddess watched as the man in the mirror pulled her onto the sofa, his hands groping along the edge of her bra. When he touched the strap, he ripped it off, revealing her full breasts. The man immediately grabbed her breasts, the satisfying fullness in his hands exciting him as he kneaded them.

"No…" the goddess cried out, her soul struggling desperately to escape the man's intrusion, but he held her tightly from behind, shamelessly licking and sucking her white neck. The goddess could only shake her head to avoid him. Soon

, the man noticed her growing nipples and intensified his assault on her upper body. The goddess's face flushed crimson. She saw the man's hand slowly move from her lower abdomen to her genitals, then rip off her panties.

His hand lingered on her dark pubic hair, circling it, getting closer and closer to her most sensitive spot. As the man's fingers caressed her, the goddess's body began to feel something. She slumped back onto the sofa, her right hand cupping her breasts, her left hand pressing against her lower body, her juices slowly trickling down her legs to the floor.

Her soul struggled weakly, but couldn't escape the man's grasp. The man lifted her up, rubbing his penis against her genitals a few times before aiming at her vaginal opening. Knowing she was about to be penetrated, the goddess cried out in panic, "Spare me... I won't try to seal you away again..."

The man said to her, "How could I possibly let a beauty like you go? I should thank the creditor who asked you to catch me." With that, he slowly lowered her body, his penis pressing against her vaginal opening and slowly pushing in until it was fully inside.

"Ah... no..." The throbbing pain in her lower body told the goddess that the man's penis was completely inside her vagina, and tears slowly streamed from her eyes. The goddess saw the man in the mirror with his legs spread wide, revealing his cleft, his thick penis fully inserted into her vagina.

The man felt his penis slowly entering the beautiful woman's vagina, waves of pleasure emanating from it, and he could feel the trembling deep within her vagina on the head of his penis. Satisfied, he said, "Your vagina is really tight. You probably haven't been used much, have you? I'm so lucky." He began to lift and lower the goddess with both hands, his lower body thrusting upwards in sync, like a pile driver, each thrust hitting her G-spot.

The man continued to thrust upwards, and the goddess's soul-crushing pain gradually disappeared… pleasure began to emerge… "Ah… ah… no… how can… there be pleasure…" The friction against the vaginal walls and the waves of pleasure from each thrust hitting her G-spot assaulted the goddess's soul. Outside the mirror, the goddess's body only felt discomfort in her chest, an unbearable emptiness in her lower body, and she couldn't help but rub her breasts with her right hand while her left hand's fingers probed inside her vagina. The goddess masturbated while watching her reflection in the mirror as a penis thrust into her genitals, her beautiful breasts swaying incessantly.

Her reactions grew increasingly intense; her vaginal walls tightened around the penis, the flesh inside writhing and entwining around it like a living creature.

The man whispered in her ear, "Not bad, you get aroused so quickly. You slutty female cleaner, let me teach you a lesson."

"Stop! No… ah…" The goddess arched her back, the pleasure growing stronger.

Seeing the goddess masturbating in the mirror, coupled with her rising and falling moans, spurred the man to thrust even harder. "Ah! That's great. You're amazing, keep going like this and I'll fuck you to death."

"Ah… have mercy…" The goddess shook her head repeatedly, crying out no, but the writhing within her vagina intensified.

Amidst the goddess's moans and pleas, the man thrust upwards forcefully, until a rhythmic contraction of her vaginal muscles reached his glans, signaling her approaching orgasm. The man, too, reached his limit, ejaculating a large gush of semen deep into her vagina.

The intense pleasure felt by her soul surged like an electric current to her brain, causing her to instinctively contract her vagina, her soul and body simultaneously reaching climax. "Ah...ah..." The goddess's body arched like a spring before collapsing onto the sofa like limp mud.

The man left his still-erect penis inside her, feeling its contractions. After a short rest, he chuckled, "Caught your breath? Time for round two." He withdrew his penis, kneading her full breasts with his right hand while his left hand probed her vagina, quickly reigniting her desire.

The man positioned the goddess in a forward-facing position, making her support herself with her hands on the ground, her buttocks raised towards him, his penis pressed against her vaginal opening. The man had slept with many beautiful women before, but none compared to this goddess. He couldn't restrain himself any longer, forcefully grabbing her legs and pulling her back, his massive penis already inside her.

The sudden penetration caused the goddess to cry out in pain, "Ah! No more! Ahh..." She pleaded, silently crying out, "Someone, please save me! Yokoshima!"

Just then, the door opened, and Yokoshima appeared outside. It turned out that Yokoshima, seeing the goddess hadn't come downstairs, had come up to look for her. Hearing strange noises coming from the master bedroom, he came to investigate, only to be met with a scene that made him want to vomit blood: the goddess, disheveled, slumped on the sofa, masturbating, emitting seductive moans.

When the goddess saw Yokoshima appear, she came to her senses and was about to tell him to destroy the mirror when Yokoshima pounced on her and quickly stripped her naked.

The man laughed, "It's no use, he can't see his reflection in the mirror. Since he's here, let him join in." He thrust into her vigorously, his hands kneading her breasts with pleasure.

Yokoshima sensed something amiss, but with his long-awaited desire before him, and hearing her moans, he couldn't resist. He quickly stripped off his clothes, pinned her beneath him, spread her legs, and aimed his penis at her vulva.

"Yokoshima…no…don't…ah…" the goddess cried out as Yokoshima's penis was fully inside her. With Yokoshima's vigorous thrusting, the goddess also felt something, arching her back to match his movements. Her pubic bone and Yokoshima's lower body pressed tightly together, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Yokoshima thrust his penis deep into her from different angles, while simultaneously grasping and kneading her breasts forcefully, and the goddess responded eagerly. The two gradually entered a state of perfect harmony.

Watching the battle unfold outside the mirror, the man, excited, thrust his hips forcefully while slapping the goddess's buttocks.

The goddess's soul and body were being violated simultaneously, making it impossible for her to endure. "Ah! Ah..." Her moans grew louder, and her pleasure intensified rapidly. Finally, the goddess hugged Yokoshima's body tightly, saying, "Ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum..."

Yokoshima and the man, having reached their limits, simultaneously thrust deep into the goddess's vagina. The goddess screamed, "Ah... Don't ejaculate inside..." But it was too late; Yokoshima and the man simultaneously filled the goddess's vagina with copious amounts of semen.

The simultaneous climax of soul and body gave the goddess an unprecedented pleasure, one that lingered for a long time. She could only cling tightly to Yokoshima, both panting and savoring the afterglow of their orgasm. And the man, having violated this super beauty, finally felt all his resentment vanish and ascend to heaven.

The exorcism was finally successful, but of course, Yokoshima was severely punished by the goddess afterwards, and he will probably have to work for the goddess for nothing for the rest of his life.

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