The woman moved her hips with a steady rhythm, pressing herself down onto my cock as if she had already found the perfect pace and wasn't planning to let go of it anytime soon.

"Ohhh…~ Nnghhoo… ahhhh…~ Oh, so good…~ So good…~ Nghhh…~"

Her voice spilled out in soft, breathy moans, each sound blending into the next as her body continued to move. It wasn't stiff or awkward in any way. Her hips rolled naturally, almost instinctively, like she had done this more times than she would probably admit. There was a kind of confidence in the way she carried herself, even if her expression still held that innocent look at a glance. That contrast made it even more obvious that she knew exactly what she was doing.

Every time she dropped herself down, she adjusted just slightly, making sure the angle hit just right. From the way she bounced and controlled her movements, she wasn't guessing. She was experienced. Way more experienced than she let on.

Her ass had a nice weight to it, full and soft, enough that each downward motion made the flesh bounce against me with a dull, satisfying impact. It wasn't exaggerated, just enough to make each movement feel grounded and real. That bounce added to the rhythm, making it harder to ignore how consistent she was.

Her vagina felt really good.

There wasn't much else to say about that part. It just did.

She wasn't the only one focused on me either.

Two women were positioned beneath me, their attention oddly fixed on something as small as my toes. They moved slowly, deliberately, like it was something important, their tongues tracing along each toe with careful attention. It should have felt strange, maybe even ridiculous, but with everything else happening at the same time, it just blended into the whole situation.

At the same time, two more women stayed close to my upper body. Their lips and tongues teased my nipples, switching between light touches and firmer pressure, just enough to keep the sensation from fading. One of them leaned in further, pressing her lips against mine in a slow, lingering kiss, as if she was trying to keep my focus from drifting anywhere else.

Right now, it felt like I was some kind of king.

Not in a dramatic or over-the-top way, but in the sense that everything around me was centered on one thing. Me. Their attention, their movements, all of it was directed at me without hesitation.

They were good at it too.

Actually, they were too good.

Everything was happening at once, overlapping in a way that made it hard to separate one feeling from another. The constant movement, the pressure, as well as the warmth, it all stacked together until it became something overwhelming. It was the kind of thing that made it hard to think clearly, like my body was trying to skip ahead to the ending without asking for permission.

It was already pushing me close.

Close enough that I could feel it building, threatening to spill over if I lost control even for a second.

I held it in.

My jaw tightened, my teeth grinding together as I forced myself to stay in control. It wasn't easy. Every movement around me kept adding more pressure, more sensation, like it was testing how long I could keep it together.

The feeling of their bodies pressing and rubbing against me didn't stop. If anything, it only got more intense the longer it went on. It felt like something was slowly building up inside me, something heavy and impossible to ignore, like it was just waiting for the right moment to break through.

"Nghh, aaahh…~ S-So much…~ It's filling me up so good…~ Nghhh…!"

"Monica, how is it? Lord Mephisto's cock?" Sarah asked, her voice carrying a mix of curiosity and amusement as she looked at the woman riding me.

"It feels good…~ I've never felt anything like this before…~ Nghhh, ahhh…~! I don't think anyone could even compare!"

Her response came out uneven, broken by her breathing and the way her body reacted with each movement. Still, the meaning was clear. She wasn't holding anything back, not even a little.

"Fufufu… compared to any other dicks you've had before, this is the best, right?" Sarah added, her tone light, almost teasing.

"Yes…~! Yes…! So much…~! It feels like my vagina is being filled to the brim… the girth and length are amazing… it's reaching all the sensitive parts…~ Nghh, aaahh…! I can't get enough of this…!"

Her words came out in fragments, each one pulled out between breaths as her hips kept moving. She wasn't even trying to sound composed anymore. That was already gone.

"Are you going to revere Lord Mephisto now that you've gotten a taste of his cock?" she asked again.

"Ahh… yesss! I will…! I will forever be revering Lord Mephisto! Starting now, I'll be someone who lives at Lord Mephisto's mercy! I'll always kneel before his godlike cock! I'll always submit to it!"

That was a bit much.

Even in this situation, that kind of declaration felt like it went straight past normal and into something else entirely. Still, considering how she was acting, it wasn't exactly surprising.

"Nnhhaaa…~ C-Cumming… Nghhh, aahhngh…~! Ahhhnn…! Ah, ahh, ahhh…! Nnnghh, ahhh…~! C-Cumming, cumming, cumming, cummingggggggggggggggggg…~!!!"

Her body suddenly tightened.

Her movements lost their rhythm for a second as everything locked up. Her vagina clenched hard around my cock, tightening to the point where it felt like it was trying to hold me in place. The contractions came in waves, one after another, strong enough that I could feel every part of her reacting around me.

That was enough to push me over.

I couldn't hold it anymore.

"Nnghhh…~! Ahhh, ahhhhngh, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh~!"

Everything hit at once.

"Aahh, L-Lord Mephisto's semen is shooting inside me…~"

She arched her back as she moaned, her body reacting as my semen filled her. It didn't stop right away either. It kept going, pushing deeper, filling her completely until there was no space left.

Even after everything before this, it didn't feel like I was running out. There was still more, enough that it felt excessive at this point.

"Oooh…~ Ooo…"

Her expression shifted into something blank for a moment. Her mouth hung slightly open, her eyes unfocused, like her mind hadn't caught up with her body yet. It actually made her look better than usual. Her name was Monica, right? She wasn't exactly stunning. More like slightly above average. Still, this wasn't bad.

Having sex with beautiful women every single day would naturally lead to something like this.

It wasn't boredom. That wasn't the right word. It was more like… getting used to something. Like eating the same kind of food over and over again. It still tastes good, but after a while, it doesn't hit the same way it did at first.

Not the best way to explain it, but close enough.

After pushing the last of my semen into her, her body finally gave out. She leaned forward, unable to hold herself up anymore, and slumped down onto the floor. My cock slipped out as she collapsed, and before there was even a pause, another woman was already stepping forward.

She moved closer without hesitation, positioning herself on top of me like she had been waiting for her turn the entire time.

So this wasn't ending anytime soon.

I didn't stop it.

I just let it happen.

At first, this whole cult felt strange. There was something off about it, something that didn't sit right. That part hadn't completely disappeared.

Still, things felt different now.

I couldn't deny that I was starting to enjoy it.

And if I was already here, already in the middle of it, then maybe there was a way to use this. Something I could turn to my advantage later on.

Might as well make it useful.