Latex Futa Nuns From Hell Ch. 09

Jessica reached out with a blistered arm and pointed at him. Her limb shook with pain and rage. "Take this filth to the dungeon and bind him with every chain we have! I want two Sisters with him at all times. Rotate them every hour until further notice. I want him fucked and filled until he knows nothing but obedience."

She watched as fear crept into the burly man's eyes. Jessica imagined it wasn't a feeling he was accustomed to.

"It goes without saying, you don't need to be gentle."

"Yes, Mistress Superior!" Abigail shouted. She retrieved the crop she'd dropped in the scuffle and pointed towards the pathetic slug, mumbling into his gag. "Get him up and follow me!"

Ruko, clad in the glossy white garments and red crosses of a latex nurse dashed into the room. She gasped as soon as she saw Jessica. The lithe Asian woman moved to her side and offered her shoulder to the wounded Domina.

She nodded to Vicky. "Let's get her to the infirmary."

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Fresh tears trickled from Jessica's eyes as she gazed into the hand mirror. Ruko had given her powerful painkillers, but seeing herself like this was a different kind of torment. She moved the mirror around, examining the cracks, ridges and scaling of her scarred skin. Everything had been going so wonderfully and in an instant she'd been plunged into a nightmare. Now it was known. Their kind had a weakness.

Would she ever fully recover? Would she need to wear some kind of mask for the rest of her life? Who did this to her? That one seemed obvious, but it was impossible to know for sure. Not until Adam had spent some quality time in their care.

Holy water? That's all it took to hurt her so badly? Why hadn't Lilith warned her? Why hadn't the holy water in St. Michael's hurt her or any of the others before this? Questions flooded her mind as she returned the mirror to the stand beside her bed. Jessica was exhausted, but she couldn't stop thinking about it all.

She leaned back against the fluffy pillows and waited for Ruko to return. All she could do was look around at her curtained off section of the infirmary and listen to the thrum of the ventilation system. She wished Vicky were still there, or any of her friends, but Ruko had insisted she needed to rest.

The dark haired nurse had also implied she might know of a way to speed up Jessica's recovery. She was out getting the supplies she needed. Jessica couldn't imagine what she was talking about, but she certainly hoped Ruko was right. Facing her Sisters like this was a fate too terrible to consider.

Hoping against hope, Jessica closed her eyes and reached out. She'd tried before and it had never worked, but she would try again. In her mind she called out the name of her benefactor, pleading to be heard.

'Lilith?!? Where are you??? We haven't spoken in so long... I need answers! Please...'

*SHHHHING*

The curtain was pulled aside and there was a smiling Ruko, holding five dangling condoms. They were light blue, indicating they'd been freshly milked from their obedient submissives.

"Oh, you are still awake! Good. We can do this now."

"I'm not thirsty, thank you."

"These are not for your thirst, Mistress Superior."

Jessica's eyebrow raised as Ruko grabbed a rolling chair and brought it to Jessica's bedside. She removed a large plastic syringe from a pouch at her side and inserted it into the first of the condoms. She began drawing the glue-like semen into the dispenser, working through each condom as she spoke.

"Not long after I received the gift, I was slicing vegetables one night and opened a nasty gash on my palm. I was pretty pissed at my carelessness. Worried that it would interrupt my fun that night. As much as it hurt, it didn't stop me from enjoying my pet. In the middle of our play my bandage came off. I was so worked up that I didn't care."

Ruko smiled, the memory exciting her as she went about her work.

"My ass was on his face and I was stroking him like a mad woman. The pain in my hand barely even registered. I was dying of thirst, but he popped off sooner than I expected. I wasn't ready. Shot most of it all over my hand. I started to lick it off but then I noticed it felt... good. Surprisingly good."

Jessica's mouth fell open.

"I rubbed it into my cut. Let it do its work. The next day..."

Ruko lifted her hand and displayed her palm, smooth as silk.

"Just like that."

No way. It couldn't be that easy. Jessica saw light at the end of the tunnel.

The straight haired, severe looking, yet surprisingly cheerful nurse tossed the empty condoms aside and brought her plastic syringe to bear. She took Jessica's arm gently, positioned her thumb at the end of the plunger and started pushing the thick, creamy glue out of the tip. It coated Jessica's burns in a layer of nourishing nut.

The skin it touched began to tingle and grow warm. Not a painful heat, but a soothing balm. Ruko continued the treatment on her other arm. Then her shoulders, chest and finally her cheek and forehead. It was like a nutrient mask of filth and Jessica sighed as the tingle took hold in all the places she had felt excruciating pain. It was hard not to see Ruko as a dark angel in that moment.

"Your wounds are deep. Much more serious than my cut. It will likely take many treatments, but I suspect these scars will not last."

Jessica reached for the mirror again. She brought it to her face urgently. Yes! She could see it already! It was starting to do its work. Cracks began to smooth. Ridges started to fold. The scaling faded away ever so slightly. A healing had begun, if only just.

Giddy laughter began to emanate from deep within the apex Succubus. She stopped herself for a moment, but then it overtook her. She cackled loudly. Her arm swung to the side and the mirror smashed against the stand, shattering into pieces and making Ruko jump.

"Mistress Superior! I'll... get something to clean that up. Please, be careful."

As Ruko walked into the distance, Jessica dropped the mirror's handle and continued laughing. After a few moments she raised her arms high and looked to the ceiling.

"LILITH! THANK YOU!!! I knew you would not abandon me! That we were stronger than these pious cowards! That you were greater than their foolish patriarch! THANK YOU MISTRESS OF THE NIGHT! For my beauty which shall never fade from this Earth! For all your wonderful gifts!"

"HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

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"NNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

"AHHHHHHGGGGUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Adam's ass and mouth flooded with Succubus sperm for the eleventh time that night. He was naked, covered in bruises and bent over a fuck horse. His strong arms were sealed in a tight leather binder. Its thick straps wrapped around his bulky shoulders. The D-ring at the end of the cruel device was connected to a chain that ran up to the ceiling. The chain had been hoisted, pulling his arms up painfully behind him. His thick torso and tree trunk legs were strapped and chained to the support base of the bondage furniture below.

He gagged and whimpered as his latest captors moaned out their climaxes, their copious emissions splurting into his fucked-raw throat and savaged pucker. The strong metal ring-gag held his mouth open wide, preventing him from using his jaw or teeth to rebel against the sex crazed Futa nuns. Not a single muscle in his body was of any use. Gooey filth ran down his chin and taint, adding to the puddles on the floor as the women pulled their cocks free from his thoroughly abused holes.

"Ahhhh, that was nice! Not bad for a second romp in a filthy, gunked up prison bitch."

"No doubt. Did he suck you this time?"

"No, he's still holding out... Somehow. Not for long though!"

He hated to admit it, but she was right. Every time they unloaded their filth in him, Adam felt his will to resist slip further away. Already it had proceeded to the point where he didn't find their fuckings and beatings completely unpleasant. His cock grew hard despite the painful vice clamped around his testicles. Was this something he would come to enjoy? The thought was unbearable.

His superiors had warned him these women were dangerous. He had no idea how dangerous until he was bound in their dungeon, being repeatedly stuffed and soiled at both ends like a human jizz tank. Now it was too late.

"Did you hear what this son of a bitch did to Mistress Superior?"

*CRACK*

A leather paddle crushed his aching balls. They were already red and swollen between the screwed-tight vice grips. He grunted loudly and yanked on his bindings. His body didn't move an inch.

"I heard he messed her face up. She must be fucking pissed."

"We all should be."

*CRACK CRACK*

Two more furious shots to his nuts caused Adam to groan loudly. He heaved like a wounded animal as pain arced from his stretched scrotum to his spine and throughout the rest of his body. He bit down reflexively on the leather coated metal ring as cum and phlegm drooled from his nose and mouth.

"Careful! Remember what Mistress Abigail said."

"Yeah yeah, no permanent damage..."

The paddle hit the stoner floor with an echoing thud and Adam breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ugh... he's leaking. Let's plug him up."

Within moments he felt a brutally thick toy being shoved into his back passage. The massive butt plug was even girthier than the well hung Amazon feeding it into him. The woman at his front shoved an equally impressive cock gag between his pried open lips. Once it was pushed to the entrance of his throat, she buckled the leather strap around his head securely.

"Let's get a drink. Then we'll have a round three before we hand him over to the next pair."

"Good call!"

Adam heard two sets of boots clacking into the distance. Their heels struck the stone loudly until the heavy wooden door swung closed with a metal clank.

He flexed his arms against the thick leather running up his biceps and forearms. The chain at the end of the binder rattled. His limbs were sore, but the soreness was starting to make him feel giddy.

An urge slipped into Adam's consciousness. It was an impulse that shouldn't exist. A feeling he tried to shove away, but no longer had the will to do so. He realized suddenly and with great clarity that he hoped they would return soon.

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FROM: Mistress Superior <jfchristiano@dol.org>

TO: -RECIPIENT LIST- <All Sisters>

Dear Sisters,

As you've probably heard by now, I was attacked in my office yesterday by an enemy of the Daughters of Lilith.

First, I want you to know that I'm alright. It will be a while before I can resume my duties, but I'm recovering quickly under the skillful aid of our head nurse, Ruko Kirigawa.

Second, while some mystery remains around the origin of this attacker, rest assured, we will have more details soon. Once we know who sent this despicable assassin, our vengeance will be swift.

This man revealed a weakness in our kind, but his masters will never learn that it was successfully exploited. We will investigate this weakness and develop countermeasures. The leadership council will share more on this topic at the appropriate time.

Until then, know that you are safe within our walls. Headmistress Abigail will be strengthening security all over campus. We will be vigilant and even more careful about who we allow on these hallowed grounds going forward.

For outstanding service to the Sisterhood, above and beyond expectations, I'm proud to announce that Ruko Kirigawa will be joining the leadership council as Headmistress of Health and Wellness. In addition to her duties at the infirmary, I am placing her in charge of our newest facility. It's a project you'll hear more about soon and one that Ruko is very excited to lead!

Thank you for all your texts, emails and notes of support. I love you all, my dear Sisters.

I encourage you to continue on our chosen path. Channel your sadistic energies. Indulge your lust. Seduce, dominate and enslave. The farther and faster we spread, the sooner we take control of this misbegotten world.

Go forth in Lilith's name. Take what is rightfully yours.

Sincerely,

Jessica Felicita Christiano

Mistress Superior

The Daughters of Lilith