The mature woman of the cult, Igor

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"The Hand of Judgment," Igor Valan, 45 years old, unmarried, 1.59 meters tall, 56 kilograms, with a healthy and full figure, which, combined with her loose holy robes, gave her a rather dignified appearance. Originally a beautiful nun who practiced Buddhism while keeping her hair, she still retained her long, dazzling golden hair after becoming a frontline member of the Holy Order's Foreign Affairs Bureau. In her youth, she vowed to the gods to remain chaste, so even at the age of 45, her slightly drooping F-cup breasts were still bathed in divine grace, snow-white and flawless, with wide areolas and small, bean-shaped nipples still retaining the pink hue of her youth. Having never masturbated in her life, her genitals did not bloom passionately, still possessing the same reserved vulva as a young girl. The slight difference was that while a girl's tender bud was clean and flawless, her worldly, mature bud, though tightly closed, could not stop the thick, lustful fluid from wafting through her hymen and wet slits. To prevent her increasingly out-of-control body from having any room for wild thoughts, she actively took on tasks issued by the Foreign Affairs Bureau and fought against her religious enemies everywhere.

"In the name of Her Majesty the Holy Mother! Heretic Inquisitor Igor Valan hereby declares to you all! The purge of the Holy Order is about to begin! Those who have strayed and returned to the right path! Give thanks to the Holy Mother, praise the Holy Mother! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless—!"

For many years, Igor's activities have been a real headache for various religious groups, but in any form of direct conflict, these groups, whose armament was at most at the level of militia, had always been defeated by Igor, who was well-equipped and had a lot of firepower. However, this time the result was completely reversed. The reason was that Igor had been blushing inexplicably in recent battles. Many people pointed out that they smelled the scent of a middle-aged woman in heat around this judge. The heat factor, coupled with the vow of abstinence and chastity, gave these oppressed people a way out—when a naked female believer, covered in a powerful aphrodisiac, grabbed Igor, Igor, whose movements were slowed by the aphrodisiac, tasted defeat for the first time.

"Stop, stop! You shameless woman!"

"Oh? Sister, you're still a virgin? If you convert now, the cult leader's mighty penis will make you feel like you're in heaven!"

"I don't want to! I won't... Waaah...! Waaah...!"

Forced to disarm herself, Igor was locked in the dark room of the secret meeting place. The female believer followed her in, and the smooth skin covered in pink aphrodisiac constantly rubbed against Igor's voluptuous body, quickly arousing Igor, who was experiencing skin-to-skin contact with someone for the first time. The small, bean-sized nipples swelled, and the clitoris, gently caressed by the female believer's slender fingers, opened slightly. On the barely maintained, thread-like slit, the clitoris, huddled within a thick layer of foreskin, stood erect.

"Hoo...! Hoo...! Don't touch... don't touch...! Ugh, ugh...!"
No matter how chaste a body may be, once it recognizes the word "sexual intercourse," it can no longer easily suppress its desires. This is why Igor's virgin body exudes a foul odor. This body, subconsciously yearning for sexual intercourse and thus leaking fluids during missions, soon succumbed to the chemical effects of the aphrodisiac, becoming completely aroused by the female heretic before her, and by the man and woman watching her through the peephole.

"So hot...! My body is so hot...! Huff...! Huff...! Oh...!"

Even though she had never experienced sexual pleasure, Igor, burning with lust, still let out a very suggestive moan.
The female believer kept telling her that she could have sex after converting, and the force of these words grew heavier and heavier, but Igor would not easily betray the cult she had believed in since childhood. Even when her swollen nipples were being sucked until they were numb, even when her pink labia were being forcibly pushed open, even when the woman's tongue was licking her hymen to tease her—Igor always managed to maintain her composure when the burning lust gnawed at the last bit of reason. Her faith helped her endure the onslaught of aphrodisiacs and caresses for half an hour, but these efforts were about to be shattered when the cult leader himself intervened.

If the male organ described in textbooks was a simple and easy-to-understand teaching symbol, then the behemoth of a penis as thick as a woman's arm was the embodiment of violence. The sight of a penis for the first time was so terrifying and foul that Igor was speechless with astonishment, and she was even more convinced that she could never want such an ugly thing. However, when the female follower, chest to chest with Igor and lying on top of her, had the Pope's penis deeply inserted into her vagina, she showed an expression of incomparably blissful daze.

"Ah... Pope! Pope! Huff! Huff! Ah hey eh eh eh...!"

The female follower, who had been teasing Igor like a serpent just a moment ago, immediately succumbed to the control of the penis after the Pope took hold of her vagina, crying out obscene moans with each deep thrust. Igor saw her lewd posture, which was filled with happiness and satisfaction from the bottom of her heart, and she seemed to feel a strange pleasure stirring within her body. No, not just seemed, but it was real, transmitted through the nipples that the two kissed each other, through the female follower's fingers that were massaging Igor's clitoris. Driven to a state of ecstasy by the aphrodisiac, Igor gritted her teeth, accepting this intensely alluring yet untouchable passion. She desperately sought a way out but remained clueless. Even after a female follower was brought to her senses and rolled away before her, and the cult leader's still imposing, enormous penis appeared before her, she refused to give up easily.

"No, don't think I'll convert...! That... filthy... ugh! Wait! ugh! Stop! Ugh!"

The enormous penis, having just finished with a woman, slapped Igor's face repeatedly. The mixture of male and female fluids clung to her cheeks; the strong smell and sticky heat weakened her resistance, causing her burning body to become increasingly out of control. However, as mentioned before, she was not a low-ranking nun who would give up easily, but rather a proud judge of the order, an elite bestowed with the title "Hand of Judgment"—the Pope saw that this woman would not easily succumb to depravity, so he personally wrote the five characters "Conversion and Re-education in Progress" on her forehead, and then suddenly inserted his enormous member into her slightly open, thickly wet, mature virgin's vagina.

"Ugh...! Ugh...!"

The pain of being deflowered by an unusually large penis, combined with the effects of the aphrodisiac, turned into pure pleasure, causing Igor, who had suddenly lost her virginity, not to tense up in tension, but to contract slightly before completely relaxing, allowing the huge penis to smoothly thrust back and forth in her tight virgin vagina. The hot blood flowing down her inner thighs erased Igor's painful imaginings of losing her virginity. The man's thick penis pounded her virgin flesh with a squelching sound. Every time that unimaginably large penis stretched her delicate vagina to its limit, straightening it to strike her cervix, her gaze leaped in a surge of pleasure, saliva involuntarily flowed, and her clitoris and nipples, exposed to the cold air, stood erect with excitement. Having recently witnessed the dazed state of female believers, she was now finally experiencing this pleasure firsthand.

"So good...! So good...! Oh...! Oh oh oh oh...!"

As Igor wholeheartedly accepted the domination of pleasure and sang praises to the heretic's penis with endless lewd roars, her joyfully churning mind suddenly felt something leave her body—her body, deprived of divine grace, began to change at a visible speed. Igor's large areolas changed from a beautiful, dignified pink to a vulgar, deep black. The smooth areolas became rough, covered with many small bumps, and her bean-shaped nipples became large, fat, and long, just as dark as the areolas. Her vulva, which had been subtly enjoying the violation of the penis, quickly split open. Her elastic pink labia minora became large, drooping, and everted, dirty, black labia. The vulva that had been comfortably retracted inside her now bulged outwards, and her love juices were secreted in large quantities with each thrust of the penis. These bodily fluids, which had originally only served as a reminder to Igor to remain a virgin, had now become a medium for men to violate her, all the thick, viscous lustful fluids of a middle-aged woman whose desires were not satisfied.

"Hoo...! Hoo...! No...! I can't take it anymore...! Ugh, ughhhhh...!"
Igor, experiencing her first orgasm under the heretic's penis, raised her voice and let out a long moan, as the man's glans pressed heavily against her cervix, injecting all his warm semen into her untouched uterus. Despite being deflowered and internally ejaculated upon by the heretic's patriarch, Igor, her eyes sparkling with hearts, remained steadfast in her faith.
Even as her belly grows larger, even as she nears her due date, even if she becomes pregnant again the following spring with some heretic's child—as long as Igor, consumed by penile discipline, doesn't abandon her faith, the pleasurable conversion and discipline will continue forever.

[The End]

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