Arahan stepped into the dimly lit basement meeting room, his robes open at the front, thick cock already hanging heavy and half-hard between his legs. The six senior nuns tied spread-eagled on the beds jerked their heads toward him, eyes wide with fury and terror.
The moment they saw him, the curses began.
"You disgusting boy!" Sister Veronica spat, tugging uselessly at her ropes. "How dare you defile this holy place with your filthy lust!"
Sister Clara's voice cracked with rage. "You are no Holy Son — you are a devil! A cock-driven monster who rapes innocent sisters in the house of God!"
Sister Irene screamed, "Get away from us! We know what you do — you fuck them like animals and leave them dripping with your sinful seed! We will never support you!"
The other three joined in, their voices overlapping in a storm of hatred:
"Whoremaster!"
"Blasphemer!"
"Get your unclean cock away from us!"
