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St. Anne's school of lust - Book 1 the Palace - part 5/6
🕑 Added 2025-10-13 13:00:09 +0000 UTCAurelia escorted the young girl home. They felt comfortable in each other's presence as they strolled along the forest path, and soon their hands were entwined, swinging gently as they enjoyed the solitude, Aurelia easily holding the pail of water in her free hand.
"Will my mother release me to be your personal maid?" The eager girl asked as she walked along, taking furtive glances at the blonde's barely covered body. Thoughts of the red silk lying on the floor flooded the innocent girl's mind.
"I can demand it, but I am sure your mother would be glad to have you under my protection."
Aurelia had her own thoughts as they walked, of the young girl helping her to prepare for bed and being in each other's arms. Both of them continued the journey, keeping their private fantasies to themselves. Overhead, Sathonis flew, looking down on the pair, its acute sense of smell detecting the faintest aroma of pussy juice.
Aurelia paused at the door of the young girl's small dwelling and waited for Petunia to go inside and announce her presence. She returned with her mother, who wore a large cloak around her shoulders, trailing down to the floor.
"Aurelia, our protector, it is a great honor for you to visit our humble abode. Petunia has asked that you take her as your hand maiden, but I had already promised her to the church," She lied, hoping the cloak would hide the strapon she was wearing. "It would be a great comfort if you could escort her to Collette."
Aurelia tried to hide her disappointment; her panties had gotten damp on the journey as she anticipated the formality of the request.
"Yes, I am returning to the palace and will escort your daughter." The horny blonde gave a bow and led the young girl away.
Her mother ran to the small mirror that Collette had left behind and chanted the short communication spell. The glass frosted over, and then Lilith appeared within the reflection.
"Oh, great deliverer, Aurelia was here and wanted my daughter, but I told her Collette had claimed her. I needed to warn you."
"You have done well, old woman. Use the cock on yourself and think of me."
The glass misted and then returned to its normal state.
Aurelia led the young girl into Collette's quarters, where the nun was waiting for them.
"Thank you for delivering my new novice. The streets are not safe. Petunia, I will now initiate your training. You will be free to see Aurelia tomorrow."
The warrior felt a sense of foreboding as the nun took the young girl's hand and led her into another room, but she trusted the nun, so she left to continue the guard's training.
"Please wait here, I have laid out your new outfit." The nun said, indicating the items that lay on a bed, and then left to visit the princess.
"Your majesty, I wish your permission to break a young novice." She said, trying to look afraid.
"Why is that? What has she done?"
"She has fallen for Aurelia, your majesty." She watched the spiteful look of jealousy flit across her face.
"What do you intend?" She had no idea her face showed an almost evil glee as her jealousy flowed.
"To train her to be your plaything, your majesty, that way, Aurelia will be yours."
"Yes, do that." Her voice sounded desperate.
"I will bring her to your majesty when she is ready for your instructions."
"My instructions? What are they?"
"I am sure your majesty needs a plaything to practice on." The sly nun said. judging the mood carefully.
"I do, yes."
"And maybe your majesty could distract Aurelia while I train her?"
"What do you suggest?"
"You would need supervision if you were to swim, Your Majesty."
"Yes, I would." Isadora did not recognize that she was starting to turn; the corruption placed by Lilith was now infecting her conscience, and she smiled evilly at the thought of wrongdoing.
"I have a small bottle of water that you might share when you are thirsty; it will make Aurelia more compliant with your wishes."
She took the bottle out of a cupboard and gave it to the princess, who held it to the light and then, with an evil grin, left the room.
Collette went into the antechamber, where Petunia sat on a chair waiting. She was holding her new uniform but had not put it on.
"Thank you for becoming my first disciple. If you follow me, I will start your enlightenment."
The young girl stood up and followed the scantily clad nun into her room of worship.
The walls were coated in dark fungal material, candles burned, generating an eerie light, and statues of winged serpents and demons towered above them. The room was larger than physically possible to fit inside the castle, and yet its very existence froze the novice in fear and awe.
"Do not be afraid, you are about to receive divine instruction. First, you must wear the simple clothes of a nun."
She took the items out of the shy girl's hands and held them.
"Please disrobe, it is only your god watching." She said, watching her with unconcealed lust in her eyes.
Petunia reached a hand to nervously untie her peasant dress.
"Let me help you." The nun said, hooking her fingers under the straps and easing them off her shoulders.
The young girl gasped as the dress fell, revealing just her bare linen underwear.
"Discard those rags, my novice; these are fit for worshiping." She handed the black silk bra and panties to Petunia and watched as she tried to change discreetly into the small, tight underwear.
"Does that not feel more like the finery a devoted nun should wear?" She asked.
"Oh yes, it is so beautiful." She felt the urge to shield herself with a hand, but Collette's warm smile disarmed her, and she smiled back.
"And does it feel pure and godly against your skin?" She asked, knowing the too-tight silk would be rubbing against her nipples.
"It feels wonderful but a little ticklish."
"Good, come and kneel by the statue."
"It does not look godly, sister." The young girl said hesitatingly.
"Trust me, my novice, you will find the gods listen here. Please kneel." Collette knelt and placed her hands together in prayer.
The Novice knelt on the cold stone floor and did likewise.
She felt a tingle in her nipples, which she put down to the cold, followed by a cold, icy finger of air sliding down the back of her panties, pressing the silk between her cheeks. The flimsy silk items seemed to be tighter than when they first slid on. Now the cold silk seemed to kiss her nipples. The heat of her slit felt hot against the cold silk panties. She closed her eyes and tried to think of a prayer.
"Repeat after me." The nun said.
"I worship our god with my mind and my body."
It sounded like a prayer, so the young girl repeated it.
"Accept our mortal weaknesses, our thoughts of Aurelia, our lustful thoughts."
Petunia felt her cheeks glow with shame that the nun should know her innermost thoughts.
"Bless us with thy approval of love for other girls."
"Accept our sinful actions, give us the strength to be lustful."
Petunia felt cold shivers worm their way through the silk panties, her thoughts on Aurelia. She felt happiness that all the secret fantasies she had played out alone in her bed were permitted by god.
"Our king can cum, your will be done."
"And lead us into temptation."
She was getting a little confused; the words were said fast and quietly, and she repeated quickly, trying to keep up, all the time, images of Aurelia holding her hand and kissing her flooded her mind.
"Deliver us to evil."
She felt lustful feelings inside her; infatuation slowly replaced by carnal craving.
"You may stand novice."
She stood up slowly, once more shamed by the wetness she knew must be showing through the thin silk, aware of the blazing ecstasy that resonated in her nipples.
"You have feelings of love for our warrior, don't you?" Collette asked her, her voice so concerned that Petunia wanted to cry.
"I love her so much, sister."
"Then our god says you should give yourself to her, give your body and soul willingly, accept her as your lover forevermore. Can you make that pledge?"
As she spoke, she reached out and placed her hands on the young girl's shoulders. Petunia was grateful for the support, even though her hands emitted cold thrills instead of warmth.
"I can, yes." The lust-laden girl was ready to agree to anything.
"And are you ready for her to return physical affection, to feel her lips kiss yours?"
The nun's hands gently gripped the bare shoulders and drew her slowly towards her.
"I am sister." She almost whispered the reply, her eyes locked onto the mesmerizing green eyes of the nun.
"Ready to feel your lips touch another woman's. To feel her tongue slide into yours." Another gentle pull, having the distance their faces almost touching, Collette's eyes shining greener.
"Yesss."
"To feel your body press against another woman's, and her breasts slide against yours."
Another pull, and now their bodies were entwined, the nun's hands moving from shoulders to slide around the waist.
"Yesss."
"To give your body and soul willingly as you feel her make love to you."
"Yesss." She didn't finish the word as Collette kissed her, pulling her tight into her grip.
Petunia felt she was in heaven, not realizing she was almost in hell.
Her lips were pressed against Collette's, held in a cold embrace, fingers sliding up and down her bare back. She brought her own hands up to hug the nun and was rewarded with a tongue sliding into her mouth, a leg pressing between her own.
The nun broke free and took the girl's hand, leading her to a large mirror.
"Look, your true love is unaware of you watching her."
The mirror changed to show a bedroom, and a figure that appeared to be Aurelia stood brushing her hair as she faced the mirror.
"She can't see us," Petunia whispered in awe, as she stood mere feet away.
"The gods permit you this pleasure," Collette replied, standing beside the semi-naked girl and slipping an arm around her waist.
They watched as the Aurelia figure ran the brush continuously through her hair, wearing just her red silk lingerie, then, tossing the brush to one side, she moved her hands to her breasts and started to caress herself.
Petunia felt aroused as she watched, unaware of the nun's hand slipping down slowly to softly caress her ass.
"Aurelia thinks of you constantly," Collette said as the doppelganger reached behind and undid a tie, letting the top fall away and revealing her perfect breasts to her audience.
"Oh," was all the young girl could muster as her eyes locked onto the hard nipples now on display.
She watched as the Aurelia imposter now caressed bare breasts, toying with them as she squoze and rubbed, all the time staring into the mirror facing the young girl, who watched rooted in fascination at the beautiful warrior in front of her, almost numbed to the fact that the nun was caressing her.
The blonde girl turned and walked towards a bed, pausing to untie the last piece of silk and then continuing naked to the bed and sliding under a sheet.
"Oh, Aurelia." Petunia cried out, her lust-soaked panties falling away as Collette's fingers deftly untied with one hand.
"If you love her, go and join her." The sly nun spoke quietly.
"How? She is in that room, separated by this glass."
"This is a mirror of the gods; they allow you to enter. You must make a choice."
"What choice?" The girl was hardly listening, for at that moment the blonde had stretched a bare leg outside the sheet.
"A pure soul may push on the glass and enter, if they pledge their soul to the god of lust."
"I can go to her?" The eagerness in her voice was obvious.
"She awaits you, she needs you, yearns for you. Hurry, innocent soul, before the gods change their mind.
Petunia reached out to push on the glass, unaware of a hand pulling the tie on her last remaining piece of silk.
The mirror swung open like a door, and the naked girl stepped into the room and approached the bed, not noticing the door slowly sliding shut.
"Aurelia, it is I, Petunia." She said low voice and excited.
"Petunia, my true love, I was but dreaming of you just now. Of you visiting me and staying with me, holding me tight in your arms. I am afraid to tell you, but I love you." She stretched her arms out, open and inviting.
"I love you too." The naked peasant girl cried out and ran into the welcoming embrace.
She was swept onto the bed and two naked bodies slid together, lips met and kissed, hands roamed eagerly and wantonly. Fingers slid between parted legs, penetrating as deeply and thickly as a cock, taking the young woman's virginity.
Petunia spread her legs as her lover straddled her.
"May the god's give me the means to make love to you." The blonde astride her shouted, holding her arms up in the air.
Petunia felt something long and hard crawl along her stomach and looked down to see a huge cock protruding from her lover. Deep within her mind, warnings tried to form, but her lust pushed the thoughts away. All she wanted at that moment was to fuck in its most basic form.
She felt the ice-cold cock slide into her warmth and join with her. The feeling of pleasure overwhelmed her; all she could do was lie there, arms cast apart as the huge cock repeatedly fucked her. She found herself responding, thrusting back, wanting it deeper, needing it harder. She watched without fear, the features of her lover changed as long blonde hair became shorter, blacker; breasts became fuller, skin slowly changed texture, becoming coarser as horns emerged from the head of her demon partner.
All that mattered to the peasant girl now was that she be fucked, spreading her legs wider to take what was being given.
"Do you give yourself to me, to become my lesbian slave for all eternity?" The demon spoke, a deep, cruel voice that scared and excited the horny girl.
"Yes, I do."
"Then take my gift." As the demon pumped into the willing girl, cum poured out and over her, her face changing color as the demonic spirit altered her physical structure, and small horns protruded from her head.
"Now you must go back and do my will." The demons kissed, and then Petunia slid off the cum soaked sheets and padded to the door, which opened with a push.
Collette was standing waiting with a towel and her silk outfit.
"Welcome back, Sister Petunia. Are you ready to seduce Aurelia?"
The lingerie-clad girl gave an unpleasant smile. "I am Sister Collette."
"Then let us go to my private quarters and practice."
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Aurelia pushed up with her feet as the wave came in and rode it. The princess was not so lucky, and the swell of water washed over her, leaving her spluttering and giggling in the sea. Sathonis floated with the tide, watching from a short distance away.
"Are you OK, your Majesty?" Aurelia asked, grinning as the princess regained her footing, laughing as she balanced and ran a hand through her hair.
"Oh, Aurelia, I look a mess, what must you think of me?" She asked coyly, having chosen the bikini to show as much as possible.
"I think your highness still looks beautiful." The blonde enjoyed being in the sea as her wetness was disguised by the water.
"Do I?" The princess felt vulnerable as the girl she had long fantasised about viewed her body.
"You do your majesty." The blonde continued to appreciate the sexy body that bobbed up and down in the water.
From its watchful distance, Sathonis smelt the aroma of two sources of pussy juice and felt its own cock start to pulse.
The auburn-haired princess strode out of the water and dropped onto the towel that lay on the sand. The warrior trailed in her wake, her eyes riveted by the slim legs and firm ass, and knelt on the towel next to her.
Isadora had so many emotions running through her at that moment, her lifetime companion and friend was beside her, guarding her and offering her unconditional friendship, raging hormones sent lust coursing through her body as thoughts of sexual acts with the firm blonde repeated in a loop. She thought of the bottled water that Collette had given her to seduce the tempting guardian and reached inside her carry bag.
"Here, refresh yourself." She handed the bottle to the unsuspecting girl.
"I will, but first let me dry your skin before it wrinkles," Aurelia replied, reaching for a towel and advancing, rubbing her back dry.
"The strap is in the way, let me undo." The blonde said, only realizing her error as the bikini top fell off, and both girls had a moment of embarrassment before lust broke through and they fell on each other.
Aurelia had no idea the princess was so knowing as two fingers slid inside her slit and a tongue invaded her mouth. For the princess, this all felt natural; her demonic training hidden at the back of her mind, instructions felt as if they were her own thoughts. The horny blonde cupped a small breast and flicked a finger over a hardening nipple, hearing the groan through their kiss. It spurred her on to reach down and rip the bottoms of the bikini away and slide her own fingers into the wet love purse.
The princess pushed the blonde's head down and was rewarded with a strong, muscular tongue slide inside her, sliding across her clitoris, which rapidly hardened in response. She started to thrust back, feeling her juices sucked, her heart pounding as the love of her life was finally making love to her. She gave a groan and climaxed, but the eager tongue was insistent and continued to probe and lick until a second greater climax washed over her, and she screamed with pleasure.
They lay in each other's arms, both spent from the frantic energy they had used. Aurelia reached for the bottle and pulled out the stopper, tilting the container to drink. Sathonis immediately growled and bared its teeth.
Aurelia stopped and looked at the dragon, which started to hiss as it looked at the bottle. The warrior brought the bottle closer and sniffed it.
"Wolfsbane, Your majesty, the bottle has been poisoned." She turned the bottle upside down and drained the contents, then hurled it into the sea.
"Oh, Aurelia, I am so sorry." The princess burst into tears and dipped her head in shame.
"What do you mean, Izzy? You knew it was poisoned?" the shocked girl asked.
"No, she told me it would make you love me. I am in love with you."
Aurelia stared at the weeping girl. "You are in love with me, I am in love with you."
The princess looked up, tears running down her cheeks. "You are in love with me?"
The blonde moved close and held her in her arms. "Of course I am, but I am of lower status; I have to wait for you to say something."
"Oh, Aurelia." Their lips met and further physical affection continued, this time of a slower action, sensual, fingers and tongues, naturally slipping into a 69 and climaxing simultaneously.
"What did you mean when you said she told you it would make me love you?" Aurelia asked as they lay naked, comfortable in each other's arms, hands curiously exploring what were still new pleasures.
"Collette, she has been helping me seduce you."
"Collette gave you the bottle? How has she been helping you?" A stern voice now frightened the young princess.
The princess told her everything, becoming more scared as the warrior's scowl got deeper. Details of training in front of mirrors and dreams of demons helping her now seemed less innocent than she had imagined as they had occurred. When she told of Lilith fucking her with a long, steaming cock, Aurelia leapt to her feet.
"The demons have been at work, Izzy. They have infected the town and the castle; they have even had me train my own enemies. Why are you smiling?" She asked, a little confused.
"Because you called me Izzy, I love you, Aurelia." The princess stood and faced her.
"I love you too, Izzy, and when this is over, I will claim you as my bride."
"What are we to do?"
"First, we get dressed, then you take Sathonis to the town and see if any remain untouched. Sathonis will know what to do and protect you. I am going to the castle to destroy the evil there."
"Are we able to stop them?"
"We have to Izzy, otherwise we have a world where predatory lesbians seduce innocent girls and convert them to their diabolical slavery, do we want that?" There was a brief moment as each thought of such a world and their pussies dripped with pleasure, before their upbringing reinforced their senses and they dismissed it.
They had one last kiss and then dressed, and then another kiss, which led them to tear each other's clothes off and make love yet again, but finally they dressed and went their separate ways.
Collette withdrew her tongue from Petunia; some noise had alarmed her, she listened and heard the sound of blade on blade. She rushed to the door in time to see Aurelia dispatch the last guard. She advanced on the nun and brought the blade to her chin, "Show me where Lilith is, or I kill you now."
"Help me, Aurelia," Petunia shouted from the bed.
The warrior looked at the young girl tied to the bed and, with a flick of the sword, severed the ropes.
"I can show you where Lilith is hiding," She shouted as Collette lunged with a dagger and missed.
The blonde's retribution was instant and lethal.
"Show me quickly, Petunia." She ordered, and the peasant girl followed behind her wearing a leather basque and panties.
"She is behind there." The girl had rushed her to the evil room and pointed at the mirror.
Aurelia approached the mirror and, using the sword, carved a cross into the glass.
The other side of the glass, Lilith watched as a huge, solid cross was formed that blazed with the light of a sun. She fled back to her dimension as the light incinerated everything in its path.
All through the castle, mirrors exploded as a force like an earthquake shook the walls and started to bring the ceilings down.
"Run, Petunia," Aurelia shouted as she ran after the girl.
Above the town, the princess flew on Sathonis, looking down on blazing streets before turning towards the collapsing castle.
Aurelia and the peasant girl stood watching as the dragon landed, and Isadora approached them.
"We stopped them." She said to Aurelia, who nodded and then glanced at the beautiful leather-clad girl beside her. "You must be Petunia."
"Yes, your majesty, Aurelia was bringing me to the castle to serve you, but Collette forced me to her quarters."
"You were?" Isadora asked, a little fearful of the answer.
"I was." Aurelia felt that a little white lie was better than admitting her own lustful needs.
"I have no kingdom to serve anymore, but I have Aurelia and Sathonis; together we will survive."
"I would still like to serve you both, if you will permit me." She curtsied, and both girls took the opportunity to peek down her tight-fitting basque, which merely served to push her breasts on display.
The three girls climbed onto Sathonis, and the dragon took to the sky to fly to new and distant lands, and neither Aurelia nor Isadora complained when Petunia complained of tightness and undid her basque. Nor did they complain as they all cuddled tighter on their journey, and her hands gently rubbed sore muscles. They both slowly fell asleep against her as she reached a hand out to caress Sathonis' rapidly growing cock and smiled a gentle smile of innocence.
