Exhausted from crawling, Father Raphael stopped breathing heavily.

The Malefica Obscura saw this as an opportunity as she grabbed him by the back of his collar and ripped off his shirt, exposing him topless. Flipping him over, she saw his then-muscular physique up close.

Indeed, she was utterly amazed by how well-built he was, "oh my! And I thought you were going to be a beanpole! Nice broad shoulders, a killer set of abs, well-sculptured arms... I have to check out what's under the hood!" She knelt between his legs and reached under his waist, pulling off his skirt. It was indeed tight, so it took her a while. However, it was worth it as it exposed something glorious about the supposed holy father's legs.

It had to be 10 inches, but the thickness of his holy member was a marvel all in itself. She had to stop drooling as she admired its masculine scent. Malefica Obscura was hands-on with her new prized possession as she stroked it gingerly. This got a lukewarm reaction from the recipient as he tried his best not to get aroused. Alas, he was.

“This is a crime to be unused...” The Malefica Obscura praises with a wicked smile.

Even if it was flaccid, it was still big. But she just had to know how it looked hard and aroused. She even bobbled and fondled his testicles.

"These two boys are large and engorged. They are so heavy and filled with your holy water," she coos as she giggles. "Tell me, padre, do you jerk? You have to, looking at these pair of juicy grapefruits.”

“Do you worst, you wretched dog. I will never give you what you want!" Father Raphael is defiant, with tears in his eyes.

The Malefica Obscura blinked at him as if she were confused. In all honesty, Father Raphael was confused by this reaction as well.

Yet, she shrugged and innocently smiled at him, "Do my worst? You the man!" The Malefica Obscura obliged, firmly grasping his penis in one hand and grabbing his testicles with the other.

He thought she would rub one out for him as a form of punishment for embarrassment.

Oh, how wrong he was...

“Adferte Domino. Da ei menteque virili pertingam.” A pair of symbols glowed a dark pink hue on the back of the Malefica Obscura's hands. She would get immediate results of the spell as Father Raphael's became fully erect and his testicles swelled twice their size.

Feeling the immediate growth and arousal, his legs shiver, and his body trembles. He threw his head back as he felt something leaking out of his penis like a faucet.

"Don't spill it all now! Allow me!" The Malefica Obscura playfully offered.

She cupped his testicles as she lapped up the voluminous amount of ejaculate with her tongue. Mesmerized by the smell and volume, she wrapped her lips around his bulbous head, gently sucking out the fluid. It was an amazing taste that warmed her blood and sent her into a euphoric state, as she never had a man for a while to satisfy her.

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Slowly bobbing her head as she takes the shaft down her mouth and throat, she feels him resisting.

She took her time enjoying such a wonderful meal while hearing him pant heavily. He would look down to see his member being devoured by this woman. She would look up at him and smile.

“Oh, my god!” He painfully grunted.

She would slowly pull up while sucking, creating a vortex of pressure around the shaft. It felt like his soul was being sucked out. He had to stay strong, as she did it several times. She enjoyed torturing him like this.

Then, she would deepthroat him with such brute force it made Raphael collapse on his back. Still, he didn't climax. Determined to get her prize, he grabbed onto his hips and began to face fuck herself.

His feminine-sounding grunts were so erotic that she couldn't help getting wet hearing them. Raphael would instantly grab her head to feel her soft and silky hair. Her mouth was so warm and wet, her tight and contracting throat. Her soft lips locked around his shaft. He felt he was being eaten alive. To his surprise, Raphael enjoyed it as body start to relax and becoming more comfortable. It only a matter of time before—

"Oh, my fucking god!" He screamed as he convulsed.

Shoving her head down, he moaned and screamed. Abruptly, his eyes showed open with his mouth agape as his body gave in. Releasing it down her throat, feeling his member pulsate in her tight throat, his whole body shivered as he didn't make a sound.

His arms felt heavy as he let go of her. With a few languid strokes, she was done with her meal. Miraculously, she was still rock-hard and fully erect.

Even though she was enthralled by the taste of a young, fertile man, there was something that she had to address while gingerly jerking him off, "first of all, you are not 36. You have to be in your early 20s to have this potent and flavorful seed, as it's like drinking a glass of full-bodied red wine. We can tell your age just by that alone. Just like I can tell, you are not human either... Since you are a wiccan like me,” she boldly stated.

Father Raphael was sweating profusely as he was gargling, trying his best not to climax again. Out of the left field, the Malefica Obscura smacked his erection extremely hard. So forceful it almost knocked him out.

“But she already knew who you were, didn’t you?” The Malefica Obscura was interrogating. “And still, being a nephalem yourself helped many of your own have died or suffered fates worse than death."

Crawling in the fetal position on the side, he began to cry.

Shivering and trembling, he started to pray, “Please... Please don’t... No more… I’m sorry... I’m sorry for what I’ve done... I’ve hurt so many people... And I’ll never do it again... As God is my witness, and my Savior, and my friend... If you leave here, I will never go after you or anyone again... Please... Just have mercy on me... I’m sorry...”

Afterward, Father Raphael completely fell apart as he cried in the fetal position.

She had a good heart when dealing with other goodhearted people. She was always easygoing and willing to forgive others for their mistakes. But this was no mistake or coincidence.

The Holy Mother knew how strong this kid was and how rare it is to have a boy like Father Raphael to be a wiccan. Father Raphael was more of a long line of mascots than anyone with any importance on the surface while being her ace behind the scenes.

But in the same vein, he is not entirely innocent. At any time, he could have easily ignored the Holy Mother's orders while collecting her checks and living in this mansion rent-free if he was scared.

It is not like she is keeping any tabs on him. But then again, absolute power can corrupt the most fragile of minds. He just had to make a name for himself by killing people who were weaker than he was.

Or that’s what the Holy Mother wanted some like her want to believe. This was way more serious and heinous that she could ever.