Lustia. A world where gods and goddesses bless mortals with powers, great and small. A world where violence has been largely replaced with sex. A world of sexfighting, romance, magic, and adventure. What follows is a recounting of a story from this land.

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It was a busy week in the church of the Guiding Light. They had an artifact stolen from the recently, the search parties returning empty handed.

This was a great loss, and many others were searching for it again, but life moved on, and the reduced clergy had to still fulfill their duties.

And, given the reduced numbers of the present clergy, everyone had to work much harder to keep the church grounds and the city in order.

Mother Superior, having recovered from being defeated in a two against one battle by the interlopers, was on the prowl for slackers, as well as duties that everyone forgot in the absence of those usually performing them.

The first stop were all the places trainees usually slacked off from their lessons. Mother Superior knee from experience that to the trainees who joined for an easy way into the sexfigthing world, or those who were already worshippers of the Guiding Light, theology lessons could be rather boring.

Similarly, many who believed themselves to be the best ever at sexfigthing skipped sexfighting classes, believing the nuns had nothing to teach them.

The teachers were kind and understanding, and would allow a lot of slack, helping to pick it up with one on one lessons.

That was admirable, and in some cases the students were indeed busy or sick or too tired, but Mother Superior knew that what the students needed was to build discipline, first and foremost.

And so she stalked the halls in search of some class-skipping fools.

It didn't take her long.

In an alcove in one of the halls, a young man and woman, neither older than twenty five, surely, were enthusiastically kissing each other.

Grinning, Mother Superior stalked up to them. "Slacking off, are we?" She asked conversationally right behind them.

They separated with a gasp. "W-we would never - " The girl started to deny it, blushing and fidgeting.

"Please. From what kind of class?" Mother Superior cut in.

"Theology class." The girl whispered. As she did, the boy stepped around the girl.

"And why do you care, hag? I was in the middle of something with this cutie, so scram unless you want me to add you to my harem." The boy asked Mother Superior. With a blink, she realized she didn't remember ever seeing him.

The girl let out a scandalized gasp and tried to pull him back, but he stood firm.

Reconsidering the situation, Mother Superior asked the girl "How well do you know this young man?"

"W-well, he's new here, but he was kind to me, and he is so handsome, so I-I succumbed to temptation when he asked me to slip out for the break.

"W-wait. What time is it?"

Mother Superior frowned. "It should be ten minutes after the start of a class."

The girl's blush disappeared as she went white as a sheet. "Oh no!" She yelped, and disappeared down the corridors.

Mother Superior let her go. She was confident the girl was heading back to class. Besides, the boy was clearly the instigator here, and possibly didn't even belong in the church.

"Why'd you do that, hag? We were just getting to the good stuff!" He complained, glaring at her.

"Because she was skipping class, even if possibly unintentionally, and I am pretty sure you don't actually belong here." She stepped closer again, towering over him.

"Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it? I'm blessed, and I'm sure I can outfuck a virgin granny like you." He smirked, defiantly looking up at her.

She blinked in surprise again. "Excuse me? Young man, do you know where you are? This is the church of the Giving Light, and we are one of the largest sexfigthing organizations in the city. Why would I be a virgin?"

That took him off guard, for a change. "What? Nuns having sex? No, that's nonsense."

She sighed. "Young man, where are your parents?"

He grinned conspiratorially at her. "I ran off, because they wouldn't let me be a sexfighter."

That gave made her pause for a moment, but then she realized she had an opportunity. "How about this, then? We'll go off to the side, and we'll settle this like two blessed. I'll even give you a five minute head start where I will not resist at all.

"If you win, I'll let you go and won't interfere in any future attempts to pick up cute girls from among our flock. But, if I win, you're going to come with me to the recruiters, and if they say you are suitable, you are going to join the church. We allow people to work for us even if they don't believe, in case our classes fail to convince us. But if you join, you will attend every. Single. Class. Exceptions given for sickness and so, of course, but you will not slack off at all.

"What do you say?"

He looked her over again, considering her body, licking his lips as his gaze landed on her chest and her thighs. "Deal."

Leading him into a room meant to serve as a sexfight arena and locking the door, Mother Superior stripped naked and turned to him. "What position do you want me in for those five minutes?"

He considered her for a moment, then smirked. "Face down ass up."

Sighing, Mother Superior did as he suggested, placing her chest on the floor and raising her ass into the air. "Remember, you get five minutes of this. Then you're mine."

"By the time those five minutes pass you'll have cum like three times and be begging me to stop." He sneered, lined his cock up with her pussy, and without any further preamble he thrust inside.

He wasn't awful, Mother Superior decided. He had potential, and if he only fought other newbies, she understood how he could grow to believe he is untouchable.

Of course, she wasn't going to say that. After all, he needed to be taught a lesson about underestimating his betters. "Come on, put it in already." She asked instead, sounding impatient.

She could hear him grinding his teeth from the floor as he registered the implied insult, and then felt a harsh slap as he spanked her ass. "Come on and beg, slut. Beg me to spank you like the bad girl you are."

He really did have some potential, she decided. If he put some effort into learning, he would make it far as a harsh, demeaning dom.

"It seems I'll have to teach you how to spank people properly. I think a practical demonstration on your rear once your time is up will do nicely." But, Mother Superior noted to herself as she insulted him back, he wasn't there quite yet.

He scoffed, gave her a few more spanks, and then grabbed her hips for better leverage to fuck her harder.

After about three minutes of this, he huffed in annoyance, and, grasping at straws, grasped her hair to pull for leverage and stimulation.

It wasn't a bad idea, really. Having someone hold her, and make her arch by the force of pulling on her long hair was certainly an interesting feeling.

But it wasn't enough to beat her.

And so, after another two minutes during which she hadn't made a single sound as he grunted with exertion with every thrust, she bucked her hips against him so hard it threw him out of her and onto the ground.

She turned around and approached him. "Just letting you know - you are not obligated to just let me do what I'm about to do. You are allowed to resist."

He quickly stood up, only for her to grab him by the back of his neck and carry him over to a conveniently placed chair.

Then she sat down and arranged him.

His cock went between her thick thighs that he was admiring five minutes ago, with his face in the direction of the floor, and his rear fully exposed.

She started to roll her thighs against each other and his cock and then slapped his ass. "I wasn't kidding about teaching you how to spank properly." She grinned.

Her other hand landed on his head, ruffling his hair and petting him.

She continued on like this, the position carefully calculated to be as demeaning and humiliating as possible without being too rough - a combination of the condescension of headpats from a sexual opponent, a thighjob, and spanking.

He was not idle, of course, trying to grab her hands and legs and get out of his predicament by pushing. His efforts were in vain, however.

After a while, Mother Superior decided to change things up. After the last spank, her hand did not rise again. Instead, she let her fingers wander his rear, until they ran across his asshole.

Grinning, she teased him, her fingers running circles around it, teasing and threatening in equal measure.

"Are you going to surrender, boy? Or are you going to keep fighting to the bitter end as I milk your cock?" She asked.

"I'm not giving up." He grit his teeth to hide the hint of a moan and turned away to not let her see a faint blush.

She nodded approvingly. Not surrendering even in dire straits would serve him well if he did join the Church as a sexfighter.

But while she was already picturing recruiting him, she did still have to defeat him before that.

Her teasing finger slipped into his asshole, prompting a grunt as he bit his lip to prevent any moans from escaping.

Deciding to move things along, and somewhat curious how long he would hold out, Mother Superior slowly pushed the finger in and out, occasionally tapping the inner walls of his asshole with it.

She had him cumming within a minute.

"Are you done? Or do I need to continue?" She asked disparagingly.

"I-I won't give in to you, y-you hag!" He gasped

"Very well." She dropped him on the ground, stood up, and walked over to the other end of the room. "Ready for round two, or do you need a few minutes?"

He glared as he slowly stood up. "I'm fine."

Deciding that he indeed couldn't actually beat her, Mother Superior smirked at him. "I'll give you another five minutes on me." She told him, then laid down on the floor, spreading her legs and arms.

He leapt into action, unable to resist the opportunity to fuck her again, and thrust deep without restraint.

His hands firmly grabbed her tits, and he made sure to squeeze them before pinching her nipples.

As the finishing touch, he kissed her.

She let him, of course, leaning into his touch and letting his tongue explore her mouth without resistance.

And she had to admit, he was a genuinely very good kisser for his age and expertise. A passable kisser if measured by the standards she would apply to herself.

But, despite his enthusiasm, hia efforts were once more not enough to even make her moan.

Halfway through his alloted time, he altered his assault a little. He let go of one of her nipples, moving the hand to squeeze the titflesh instead, and then sucked on the now freed nipple.

Mother Superior suppressed a shudder, not letting him know that he had an effect on her. It seemed that rather than being a good kisser, he was more broadly good with his tongue.

But he only had two minutes, now, and it wasn't enough to achieve anything significant.

Once the time ran out, she wrapped her legs and arms around him, rolled him over, and then shimmied along his body until her boobs were around his cock, engulfing it completely.

He gasped as the soft skin of her chest wrapped around his shaft, and sat up. He tried to grab her shoulders and shove her off of him, but she was heavier and stronger than she looked.

Chuckling condescendingly at his failure, Mother Superior pushed her tits together more forcefully, and then started to slide then up and down his shaft.

"Ready to be milked by my mommy milkers~?" She taunted him. "I'm sure it feels heavenly to be trapped like this~."

Gritting his teeth as he tried to not moan from her titfuck, he grabbed her nipples and pulled on them, trying to cause enough pleasure or pain to make her stop.

"Ooh, good idea~. Let's see who can milk each other first~!" She chuckled, trying to see if she could distract him from changing tactics.

Her attempt worked. He glared at her, and started to alternate between kneading her chest and playing with her nipples.

While he was busy with that, she kept up her fierce titfuck, her boobs grinding up and down his shaft.

She won their little competition, making his cock spray cum all over her tits. "It seems I win this round too~. Do you want to give up yet~?"

But he stubbornly shook his head.

"Oh well." She sighed. "You know how it goes. You have five minutes."

After she made him cum two times, he decided that he was too exhausted to give her the hard pounding he felt she deserved, so he had to change strategies.

She realized she might have bit off more than she could chew by giving him the five minutes again when he grabbed her spread thighs and pulled himself in, plunging his tongue into her pussy.

He had already fucked her for a total of ten minutes before that, and, more importantly, he was just as good at cunnilingus as he was at kissing and sucking nipples.

She bit back a gasp as he went to town on her pussy, forcefully parting her bottom lips with his tongue alone and pressing hard against her folds.

She only took solace in the fact that he couldn't see her face, so all she needed to do to maintain the illusion of invulnerability was to avoid shudders and sound.

But while he thought of his change of strategy as a consequence of a lack of stamina, a failing, she clenched her hands to hold off the shudders his tongue threatened to send through her body.

His tongue circled in her pussy, making sure to leave no part of her entrance untouched. She bit her lip to stop a gasp that threatened to escape her when he stopped running over her folds and started to push the tip of his tongue between them, stimulating the grooves and running his tongue along them.

And then he stopped, completely suddenly, and withdrew.

But not too far: his next target was her clit.

He still had three whole minutes left, and the moment his lips closed around her clit and he started sucking on it, her hands flew to her mouth to silence the whimpers that made its way past her resolutely clenched teeth and closed lips.

And they stayed there as he let go and instead started licking it. At first, the tip of his tongue went in circles around her clit, then he placed its tip on it and flicked her clit with his tongue, before pressing down on it with force and dragging his tongue across her clit.

As he started to run out of time, and as the task of not giving him any hint of how much she was enjoying his ministrations grew more and more difficult, he delivered one more blow.

His lips once more closed around her clit, but this time, in addition to sucking on it, he also pressed the tip of his tongue against it, rubbing it against her clit for the remained of the time he had.

When she judged that five minutes since the start of the round had passed, she realized that if she were to speak, there was no way he wouldn't hear her moan. Even removing her hands, currently tightly clamped around her mouth, would most likely let her whimpers force their way out.

With that in mind, she frantically searched for a different solution, painfully aware that the situation was getting worse for her with every passing second.

Eventually, she managed spread her legs and put her feet under him before pushing up. It wasn't enough to force him away, but it was enough to give him a hint. He let go, the excitement making him forget he doesn't have to.

Once he let go, disappointed and resigned to his fate, she started to calm down, and in a few seconds managed to calm herself enough to speak without revealing how good he made her feel.

"Well. That wasn't so bad." She told him before rolling away and slowly getting to her feet. "But it's time for you to submit."

She walked over to him, slowly, cupping her breasts to seduce him. He pounced when she came closer, but she saw it coming and avoided him - not perfectly, he clipped her chest with his hand as he flew by and grabbed it, but she shook him off and shoved him to the ground.

Once there, she let him roll so that he was facing her, and then straddles him, mounting him cowgirl.

One of her hands landed on his throat, pushing his head against the earth, but not choking him - she'd need both hands for that. The goal was to keep his mouth away from her body.

The other hand went to his chest, to push him down and to stabilize her as she rode him.

He was not out yet, his hands reaching out and grabbing her tits again, squeezing and kneading.

The claps of her ass landing on his crotch echoes through the room together with his moans and grunts. He was clearly going to lose if things continued as they were: he had earlier come to the accurate conclusion that he was too tired to fuck her hard enough to matter, and that was with him on top.

Now, with her riding him and pinning him to the ground? He had no chance.

But unbeknownst to him, Mother Superior was facing her own problems.

The little while she had since he ate her out was not nearly enough to truly recover, and while his cock was no match for her pussy, she was still fighting hard to conceal her pleasure from him.

His breath came in shallow pants and his cock twitched and throbbed inside her, and she rejoiced at her imminent victory, but then he stopped groping her and instead started to play with her nipples.

Surprised, with both hands occupied, she couldn't stop the lusty gasp from ringing into the room.

He grinned, catching a second wind. She, meanwhile, glared daggers at him and intensified her ride. His already throbbing cock had no chance.

For the first time, his seed flooded her womb, making her moan once more.

But while he did manage to make her moan for him, this third climax was too much for him, and he went limp under and inside her.

She kept glaring, and made sure to keep grinding her hips into his crotch to make sure he knew his place was under her.

"Seems like I win." She said, trying to appear confident and nonchalant.

"Seems like you so. But I did make you moan." He grinned at her. "Seems like you are not nearly as superior to me as you said you were." As he finished speaking, his grin disappeared, melting into an expression of helpless pleasure as she ground her ass against him and squeezed his flaccid cock particularly hard.

"Yes, we established you can make me moan if I give you fifteen minutes to do whatever you want with me." She said coldly, and he frowned.

"But, you were not worthless. I do genuinely think that you are skilled enough to be worth enrolling into our training program. A word of advice - you are very good with your mouth. Those five minutes of you rooting eating me out did more than the rest of everything you did here combined." She slowly rose from him now.

"Now, let's get you washed up before I present you to the trainers. And who knows, maybe I might even reward you for how well you did~. Making me moan is no small feat, especially for someone who is not even a fresh recruit. Or maybe punish you for trying to seduce the good, devout girls of this church away from their faith? We'll see. Now. Are you tough enough to be able to walk now? Or do I need to carry you?" As she spoke, a cocky grin settled on his face as he slowly got on his feet.

Then he walked over besides her, and gave her a spank as he walked by. "As you say. I did promise I would join the church if I lost, didn't I? And I did lose. Besides, something tells me this is going to be fun."

She glared at him after he spanked her. "Well, it's decided. You're getting punished." And with that, she quickly put her clothes on and led him to the washroom.

He followed behind her, grinning, and wondering what his future would bring.