Serving the Dark Lady Ch. 07

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Sixteen months later...

"Eeeeee!" Karee squealed and giggle as Raka carried him away from the little ceremony. His ridiculous white gown hindered his ability to actually wriggle free of her hold. He wasn't actually trying to get free, but Raka liked it when he struggled.

The rest of the temple smiled at the two of them as they went through the halls, offering their congratulations. Even the people who'd been quite frigid towards Karee for a long while smiled warmly at him and nodded deferentially to Raka.

She kicked her door open with a crash and turned sideways to carry him across the threshold. "Twenty seconds to get that dress off intact, my delicious little boywife." She set him down, reaching down under the hem of her ceremonial robes to start fondling her cock.

"Seconds? It took like twenty minutes to even put it on, and I had help!" Karee pouted and looked up at Raka, who was now legally his 'Mommy.' The exact details of being declared Mommy and boywife seemed pretty sketchy, but given that Raka was the high priestess, she was allowed to conduct the ceremony however she wanted.

"Mmhmm," Raka grinned down at him, still fondling her hard, leaking cock with one hand while she started to shrug off her robes. She didn't respond further, but instead watched Karee intently with an expression that let him know she was counting down mentally. Karee tried to wriggle out of the poofy, extravagant dress to little avail, and instead just removed his veil and tossed it to the side when he saw Raka poising herself to pounce. One of her hands glowed purple, enveloping him with the same light. Three neon green scythes of energy appeared in her other hand as she murmured a few incantations, and then with a casual swipe of her hand, the ethereal blades passed through Karee's body. He felt a tiny chill pass through him, but protected as he was by Raka's first spell, nothing hurt. His dress vaporized where the blades had passed through, falling into tatters of discarded cloth that he easily wriggled out of, bearing his naked form for Raka's hungry eyes. Raka got herself out of her own robes quite easily, they were her normal everyday ceremonial attire and she preferred clothing that was easy to shed.

In an instant, she was on top of him prying apart his legs with her knee, forcing her weight down heavily on his shoulders. Karee eagerly parted his legs for her, his breath quickening and his own cock as stiff as it tended to get. With a low growl, Raka leaned forward, her nails digging into Karee's shoulders. A drop of Raka's copious precum landed on Karee's tummy and he squirmed in anticipation. She continued to lean in slowly, and part of him wanted to beg her to just fuck him but he recognized the intense, feral look in her eyes. The calm, kind woman who had conducted their marriage ceremony and who guided students through meditation and prayer wasn't in the room with him right now. The nails digging into his left shoulder went in harder, making Karee flinch in pain as her right hand went to his head and forced it to the side. Raka leaned in with a snarl and bit down on the base of his neck, hard. Karee squealed loudly, trembling in pain as Raka marked him. He twitched and pawed ineffectually at Raka's chest, accomplishing little other than feeling up her perky breasts.

"Mommy... it hurts..." Karee whined, not sure if she could hear him or if she was revelling too deeply in her primalcy. Raka made a noise halfway between a growl and a purr as she released him with a soft pop of normalizing pressure. There was another burst of pain as her teeth came free of his flesh but it quickly passed, leaving him with a gentle throbbing. Raka did this somewhat frequently, but never this hard. He knew that there'd be huge bruise of a hickey left over.

In one swift motion, Raka leaned back a little bit and hooked her arm into the crook of his knee. Karee tried to wriggle and get up into a more upright position but Raka pushed him backwards, sliding him up the bed and bending him roughly in half. The movement sprayed a little bit of her pre across his plump butt, and he shivered in anticipation as the wet tip of her cock found his pucker a moment later. Karee looked up at her, shivering in lust, his eyes begging to be reamed silly by his maddened Mommy.

Raka growled softly, her eyes meeting his, and she smiled a tiny little grin. She didn't say anything, she didn't have to, and lost as she was in her little frenzy she probably didn't want to bother pulling herself back into lucidity, but Karee could see the love and adoration in her eyes. Raka shoved her length into his ass with a single thrust, making Karee groan loudly at the intensity of the sensation. He tried shift his position to get some better leverage to grind against her for his own sensation but instead she just kept shoving him backwards until he was wedged up against her headboard, pinned between the solid wood and her terrible strength.

She fucked him so hard each thrust felt like like a crushing pressure across his entire body that contrasted against the radiating waves of pleasure from his abused boypussy. Raka snarled as she plowed him, sounding like a wild beast. Karee wriggled a little more and finally found himself some leverage to grind his prostate against Raka's thrusts and he let out little yelps of near-orgasmic bliss as Raka continued to seize her own pleasure with his body whilst seeming to barely pay attention to him.

"Mi... iiiiine" Raka hissed almost incoherently, slamming her hips into Karee's meaty ass with a force that sent ripples through his flesh and made him scream as his cock started to twitch and dribble its load all over his stomach. He felt Raka's cock twitching and spasming inside him and a heavy warmth flooding through him as she pumped him full of her cum. Raka was a heavy ejaculator in general, and Karee was pretty sure she hadn't cum in days. Karee's own orgasm ripped through him and left him panting and delirious, his body going completely limp. Raka's orgasm seemed to last forever and Karee could swear he could feel his bowels bloat a little with how much semen she pumped inside him.

"Damn," Nimira's voice laughed from not far away. "You gotta fuck me like that one day, Raka."

Raka just hummed contentedly, her eyes fluttering as her body slowly relaxed and gave Karee a bit of freedom to move. She seemed completely oblivious to Nimira's intrusion and just sort of slowly deflated, her cock slipping free of Karee's abused ass with a pop and a fairly copious trickle of her cum.

"Maybe you just need an ass as nice as mine~" Karee giggled drunkenly, vaguely aware that taunting his Mistress was a terrible idea but a little too euphoric to care. Raka sighed, finally rolling over onto her back and looking around the room, realizing who all was in there.

"Nimira~" Raka crooned in her usual soft, feminine voice. "Come over here and give me a hug, darling."

Nimira took a half-step towards the bed, and then paused, glancing down. "High Priestess, you are covered in cum," she deadpanned, and then laughed. Raka joined in Nimira's snickering with a soft giggle of her own, and Karee crawled over to nuzzle into Raka's side.

"Well, we've got all night, it's not a proper High Priestess wedding ceremony without an orgy~" Raka laughed softly, wrapping her arm around Karee and squeezing him tight.

"I think you're using the word proper a bit loosely there, Nimira raised an eyebrow for a moment, but shrugged and accepted the logic of it and started to remove her top. Karee grinned as Nimira's tits came free, happy to be home with his true family.

The End.