For the first time in millennia, even not counting the massive amount of time Seraph had spent trapped in the plane of void, Seraph was actually learning a new wind of magic. Well sort of new wind, more a specialisation and adaptation of a already existing wind that spliced another wind together. The shadow that was inside Aurora was a subtle magic, a combination of corrupting, shadows and pleasure. It would wear away at her will, while heightening her pleasure. The obvious end goal of this, what even Seraph had to admit was a master spell, was to turn the student into a sex toy, addicted to pleasure. Since the spell also reacted to Seraph's whipping he suspected it would also complete the pleasure/pain circle and allow her to feel pleasure from pain.

Of course since Seraph was actually learning a new application of magic, and one that he found quite interesting, it would only be fair for him to do something in return for whoever had cast the spell. Since they wanted Aurora reduced to a pleasure addicted sex toy he would do what he could to make her into one. He used his feathers to fuck her cunt and ass slowly for a couple of strokes before they suddenly pulled out and resumed teasing her.

Now you can beg much better than that, can't you? Although only sluts beg to be fucked...

[OOC: I apologize for my absence. I've been dealing with a lot of RL crap ]

Aurora moans blissfully as Seraph fucks her ass and pussy for a few strokes. Her hips work in time to the feathers, trying to increase the pleasure, and bring herself to a massive climax.

The orgasm grows closer and closer, the power of it building inside her body....

And then he withdraws from her!

Aurora's head snaps back and she wails in frustration.. struggling convulsively in the tendrils that hold her.. tears running down her cheeks as she cries from the frustration of release.

As if to make matters worse, Seraph will notice that the Shadows seem to understand what he is doing, and work with him to help break the slut. The shadows seem to withdraw a little from her most sensitive areas.. only flicking out with little electric probes to stimulate her nipples.. her g-spot.. her clitoris. Working not just to keep her on the edge of that waiting orgasm.. but letting her slide back.. only to build her back up again. And each time, they manage to arouse her just a little bit further.. letting her think that each time they are going to let her cum.. but instead just stoking the fire inside her. Making it hotter... stronger.. more violent.. until the climax will be like none other she has ever felt.

The priestess sobs and begs as if she was already 'broken' - but deep inside her, there is still a core of defiant resistance. She is a strong willed woman, this priestess, and it will not be a simple process for the Shadows to shape her as they plan.

"Please...ahh..goddess...Please.. FUCK ME!!!! I need to come!! Please..make me cum!! Give me your cock.. I'll do anything... ANYTHING!! PLEASE JUST FUCK ME!!" she sobs as her body continues to convulse with pleasure, even though full release continues to be denied her.

<ooc: np. These things happen.>

Seraph watches Aurora, smiling to himself at her words. He continues to watch the shadow as it adapts to what he is trying to do and starts to push her to the edge of an orgasm before withdrawing. Letting her body relax and the pleasure fade away, before pushing her back even closer to the edge. When he, or the shadow, finally decides to let Aurora cum it promises to be quite impressive.

But when is the key word in that statement. Seraph can see that although the surface of Aurora's soul is shattered, the pieces slowly rebuilding into a lust filled slut, the core is still holding on. Even the shadow seems to be unable to blemish that bright core. Well Seraph knew a few things about wills as strong as that, his own had been like that at one point. All that would be needed is a crack, for him it had been boredom, and someone with enough skill could smash straight through the core. Considering the enviroment Seraph was willing to guess that crack would come from self-doubt, from arousal, from thinking and believing in one small part of Aurora that she wanted this, that she loved this, that she craved this.

Now why would I fuck you? Why not simply summon another female who knows how to use her body? That would be far more enjoyable.

As Seraph examines the conflict in Aurora's soul, he'll recognize that bright core.. the taste of it is just like that bright ice magic that the priestess first demonstrated.

Somehow, within the priestess, the storm now swirls violently around the core of the young amazon's soul.. a howling wind of ice and cold. A protective barrier that shreds and rips at every probe the shadows try to send into the depths of her mind.

To say that magicks are at war within the pale beauty is an oversimplification. Unlike most magicks that Seraph has probably encountered, both the Winter and the Shadow within the priestess seem to posses an intelligence. Not sentience per se, but an awareness.. an animal instinct and cunning that suggests purpose, and allows for adaptation, growth and change in their very nature. And yet quite opposite to one another.

The Storm is vibrant, obvious, powerful.. while the Shadow is subtle and seductive. The Shadow is all about sex and lust and submission, while the Storm is about purity of snow, the strong protection of ice, and the fierceness of raging winds. The Storm is about the now, the moment, the present.. while the Shadow is patient, and opportunistic.

Aurora continues to moan and sob as the shadows and Seraph tease her body mercilessly.. milking her.. teasing and sucking her sensitive clitoris.. slapping her ass until she wants to beg for it to stop, and beg for more at the same time. Higher and higher the arousal builds in her body to levels that would drive most mortals insane. Only the protective barrier of the storm keeps her mind from snapping entirely under the sensations that bombard her body.



"Nooooooooooo!!!" the priestess wails in despair.. the implication that she is not 'woman enough' for him stinging the priestess' pride. And in that moment, there is just a momentary flare from the Storm.. an expansion as if it were preparing to strike out for the insult. When it flares though, the barrier around Aurora's soul weakens for a moment.. and a couple of shadow probes try to penetrate and slide through. But the Storm suddenly draws back and tightens its protections again, ripping at the shadows.

But perhaps a weakness in the 'impenetrable defense' has been revealed.

Pride, such a easily exploited emotion. Seraph knew just how strongly it could affect some people, pride had been a useful weakness he had exploited time after time when he was hunting down demons and fallen angels. Of course even he had it, pride in his abilities, pride in his role as the executioner of Heaven. Now he still had it, only the reasons had changed. Pride in his ability to obliterate someone's soul with pleasure, pride to break someone and reduce them to a slut begging to be fucked. Most of the time that was only a tempory thing, but if someone weakens once and is reduced to such a state then it can happen again. Do it enough times and it becomes a permenant change.

And now Seraph focuses his own pride to breaking Aurora. To fueling that shadow inside her as it fights with the storm. Pride had gotten a reaction, and so Seraph would continue to use that. It was time to bring his threat into reality. Seraph closed his eyes, his feather's still whipping across Aurora's rear cheeks, and spread his awareness searching for someone he could use. He smiles as he finds someone, a lab technician who was actually one of the beings monitering Aurora and Seraph. The very idea was enough to widen Seraph's smile.

Suddenly a flash of light appeared in front of Aurora. When the light faded the shapely black haired technician looked around in confusion. Fear spread over her face, but in a moment feathers grabbed her, quickly shredding through her clothes and strting to slide and caress her body. Of all the beings available Seraph had picked her because she had already been half aroused. Watching Seraph have his way with Aurora had already caused her folds to start dripping, although even Seraph didn't know if that was fantasising that she was the one doing this to Aurora, or if she was Aurora herself. Either way it did not matter.

A feather slipped into her mouth as she went to scream, muffling it. Seraph walked around towards her, making a point of ignoring Aurora who was still being teased by feathers and the shadow inside her. With a single thrust his cock was pushed into the technician's wet cunt, elicting a muffled scream of joy from her.

No isn't an answer to my question, slut. It is simply a statement of realisation that there isn't a reason for me to fuck you over this lovely women. In fact she is already trying to use her body to make me feel better. Seraph was fucking the technician in clear view of Aurora, and she could see the women bucking her hips back against Seraph. N.I.C.E labs might complain about him drawing one of their staff into the experiment, but Seraph doubted it. If they truely cared about their staff they would have only put male staff around.

They hadn't, and so Seraph assumed they were free to use to enhance the experiment. Than again when you considered what the majority of the experiments taking place here were focused on their was a very high chance that they were only here for that very purpose.

Aurora continues to sob and moan in pleasure as her body is continuously abused by Seraph.. the sucking and tickling on her clitoris.. the powerful milking of her breasts.. the random whipping of her already sore and reddened buttocks. The Priestess continues to kick helplessly in her bonds trying to get away from the sensations that are playing havoc with her body and shattering her mind into splinters.

A low moan of longing escapes from the amazon's throat as Seraph begins to thrust a tendril into the technician's mouth, while impaling her on his large cock. As the technician responds and starts thrusting into Seraph, Aurora's body responds subconsciously and begins to thrust back and forth in the same rhythm, as if she too were feeling his cock sliding in and out of her wet, throbbing pussy.

Several times during Seraph's rape of the technician, Aurora starts to retort to his provocations.. as the Storm surges and flares in response to his prickling of the amazon's pride. But each time the Storm barrier protecting her soul starts to weaken, the shadows probe hard, trying to penetrate the barrier - only to be ripped apart by the shredding ice of the Storm as it withdraws back to protect the priestess.

Seraph might almost begin to doubt the skill he had attributed to the Shadow spell, as it repeatedly tries the same tactic against the storm - like a couple of soldiers trying to assail the front gate of an impenetrable fortress. The Shadow seems to be almost single-minded in its attempt to penetrate the Storm.

As the technician climaxes around Seraph for what must be at least the twelfth time though, Aurora wails. "That BITCH can't do half the things for you that I can! Look at her.. she's almost unconscious already!!" she snarls defiantly. Again the storm has surged in the Priestess.. and AGAIN the Shadow unleashes an all out 'frontal assault' on the priestess' soul - causing the Storm to retreat again.





But this time - the Shadow's assault was a feint! Under the diversion of these repeated all out attacks, this time the Shadow had allowed just a single tiny thread, nearly invisible to probe into the storm. Unlike the other attempts, it didn't seek to penetrate the barrier. Instead, it just touches the edge of it.. and a tiny crystal of 'black ice' breaks off and slips into the whirlwind that protects the priestess. One single crystal of Shadow now becoming part of the Storm. Only a single drop amongst thousands of shards - but it is a seed.

Just as a single seed has corrupted and broken and changed the Priestess' body... now another seed has broken into the Storm.. where it can grow.. and spread.. and change the Storm's nature, until finally the Priestess' soul is laid completely bare.

It will take time for the corruption to take root.. mana to feed the Shadows to corrupt the Storm. But the Shadow can be patient.

Seraph watched, through a ward spell, as the shadow tried to breach the storm. Again and again it tried the same tactic, a trick that in a spell like that Seraph knew well. If you used the same spell constantly, the same kind of attack, then your foe would get used to that attack. They would, eventually miss subtle changes. And when the technician came for the twelfth time Seraph noticed that subtle change in attack. Instead of trying to batter through the storm, something the shadow was definitely not suited for, it managed to corrupt it. The seed it slipped into the storm was small, there was no doubt about that. But all such corruption grew from the smallest of seeds. A seed that slowly grew, and adapted, and changed, until it had fused so tightly with what it was corrupting that the two were insuperable. When that had been reached, the victim had been corrupted, and there was little they could do about it. Of course like all seeds it had to be nurtured, and grown. This was magical corruption, and as such mana would speed things along. It would strengthen the storm, but by doing so it would increase the strength of the shadow seed. And when the storm's energy abated, the shadow would remain strong.

Seraph pulled out of the technician with an audible plop, although her mana fuelled body was still hungering for more. Than let's see if you are as good as you claim to be, Slut. With that Seraph walked around until he was behind Aurora and his cock rubbed against her wet cunt for a few seconds. Suddenly he plunged into her, finally giving her the release she craved. The whipping stopped, but the milking continued. It wouldn't be too hard to twist her mind to be proud of her milk, and to make her, at least temporary, subservient to him. Seraph started slowly fucking Aurora, however each stroke caused his cock to plunge deep into her, forcing her to feel every inch as he pushed past tight walls and spread her wet cunt with his shaft.

Aurora gasps and cries out in surprised pleasure as Seraph's mana begins to crash into her body.. enhancing her sexuality and sensitivity - while feeding the magical storm raging inside her. As the mana fuels the priestess, the shadow seed in the storm begins to grow, until the storm seems to suddenly sense the corruption. Immediately it strikes out - ice shards attacking the now grown seed.. shattering it.

But that perhaps was not a good idea - as now there are SIX shadow shards whirling around in the storm.. each of them starting to grow again as Seraph's mana feeds them. Even more importantly, when the storm turned its force inward, the shadows beyond the storm barrier made quick surgical strikes and probed forward, slipping another couple of seed shards into the storm.

When the storm turned back to protect Aurora from the shadow tendrils though.. it allowed the seeds within the storm to grow.. and then shatter on their own into dozens more shards. No matter what the storm seems to do - it only seems to allow the corruption to spread further.. faster! The process is still slow.. dozens of shadow shards now flying in a storm of millions... but there seems to be no way to stop the corruption now that it has breached the storm - rather it is only a matter of time before the priestess is corrupted entirely!

In the physical world, Aurora moans in lust when Seraph pulls out of the exhausted technician, and she whimpers pleadingly as he approaches. "I will show you... just what.. an amazon priestess.. is capable of!" she says - trying to make it sound like a threat, but it only comes out as a sexual promise.

Her body jerks as he teases her with his shaft, before plunging into her in one hard, fast stroke. And the suddenness of the sensation - of being filled and stretched so thoroughly is far more than her hyper-sensitive body can take. With a shriek, she orgasms HARD!! The volume of milk filling the cups doubles as her breasts swell just a little bit more - reaching E or even EE size. Hot juices gush from her pussy around his cock, splashing over the floor.

The first orgasm lasts for over a minute - but then she turns her head to look back at Seraph behind her, and her pleasure-hazed eyes meet his with a look of determination. She has almost no leverage at all, being supported in the air only by the 'feathers' that hold her.. so it is a truly impressive show of physical strength that she is able to tighten her legs, and lift herself up along his cock - only to lower herself back onto him again. Even more than that, she uses the muscles of her pussy. Her sheath grips his cock tightly - almost as tight as any fist around him.. making sure that not only does she feel every vein and ridge.. but letting him feel the wet, slick texture of her walls around every inch of his cock. Then her muscles tighten even further.. and begin to slide up and down his cock in a slow rhythm.. stroking along his shaft like a mouth sucking on his shaft.. lips stroking along his length, greedily drawing on his cock. And all of this her body does to him, without even moving.

When she moves as well, it's almost like he's fucking two different women at the same time!

Seraph watches the storm rage as mana pours into it, and he watches the shadow 'seed' replicate itself and spread. Judging by the way it is acting it seems to be an exponetial rate of expansion. Every new seed makes things much faster than before it existed. And the storms attempts to destroy it seem to only serve it's purpose. Unless the storm suddenly changes and becomes able to destroy the seeds while they re still 'growing' Aurora's corruption by the shadow is unstoppable. It would be quite slow progress, after all the storm was fairly massive, and not only did it have to corrupt that but whatever the storm was shielding as well, which may very well have extra defences of it's own. But it would happen. Out of simple curiosity Seraph cubtly cast a watching spell on Aurora, meaning that he would have a recording of everything she did from now on. If he choose to visit her and speed things up ... he hadn't decided yet. But he did know that he was genuinely interested in seeing what this magic did.

Of course that was the focus of the fallen angel's mind. His body was busy enjoying the sensations spreading into his cock by the tight skilled grip of Aurora's cunt. The way her walls grip his shaft tightly, letting him feel her smooth slick texture of her walls with every inch of his cock. Her muscles seem to ripple and shift, slowly drawing along his cock with her inner walls, almost as if she is already moving. And when either she, or Seraph, moves the sensations are that much stronger.

Your very good slut. You must have a lot of experiance in fucking another. Seraph speeds up as he speaks, his cock still plunging as deep into Aurora's body as he can, threatening to enter her womb with each thurst, but now his thrusts become faster. Her breasts growing had also been noticed, as had the increase in milk. With a thought the various feathers milking Aurora worked even harder to squeeze as much as possible out of her. The coils around her breasts moved faster from the base of her breasts to her nipples, and the suction on her sensitive nubs themselves increased.

You enjoy being milked while you are fucking don't you? Admit it ... or I will stop.

The battle for the Priestess' soul seems to be a foregone conclusion - even as the Storm tries to adapt and change tactics, the Shadow always seems a step ahead. Shattering the crystals didn't work - so the Storm tries to begin freezing the crystals, encasing them in ice and absorb them back into the storm. This works - but the process is too slow. For every crystal 'purified' in this manner, another Shadow seed shatters itself into a dozen more.

The Storm tries to go on the offensive against the Shadow.. casting waves of shards from the storm-barrier into the shadows that have already controlled the amazon's body attempting to break the shadow's hold. And the Storm deliberately tries to eject the shadow crystals in these assault waves. But the Shadow in Aurora's body is too strong, and they not only manage to deflect the assault back into the barrier - but they manage to feed a few more shadow seeds into the wave, further corrupting the storm.

Aurora's mind though is so thoroughly caught up in sexual need and pleasure though, that she is unaware of what is happening in her soul. All she can concentrate on is the wonderful sensations of that massive shaft in her sheath, and the wonderful squeezing and sucking of her swollen orbs.



The broken amazon moans loudly at Seraph's threat. "Noo.. don't stop... please!!" she groans. "Milk me.. fuck me...goddess... don't ever stop!" she practically demands of the angel. With a look of determination, she constricts the muscles of her legs, pulling herself against the feathers holding her, and manages to force herself back onto Seraph.. taking the full length of his cock until it penetrates her cervix and pushes several inches deep into her womb.

As she is impaled completely, her head snaps up with a scream as her second orgasm strikes - even more violently than the first. Her body thrashes in his grip, requiring him to exert more strength to hold onto the climaxing slut. Her sheath grows even wetter.. hotter.. tighter around him, bearing down on him like she can't bear for him to pull out of her. Even her breasts seem to join in on this orgasm as he can feel the waves of muscles supporting the orbs pulsing in time to his milking - as if trying to let him milk her faster!

Seraph watches the battle between the two conflicting magic's inside Aurora, it reminds him of some of his own battles when he actually felt like giving himself some form of challenge. But even when he limited his own power he had found it easy to predict his foes movements and attacks, and to turn the foes strengths into their weaknesses. Of course normally for him it would be light doing the dancing around while the darkness raged and tried to counter him. What he was seeing was fairly close to opposite, and with that realisation Seraph finally figured out why this had interested him so much. The roles in what he was seeing were reversed, but Seraph's role had also reversed in that time. Now he enjoyed watching the snow, something that reminded him of the other angels in it's brilliance and manner, slowly being consumed and corrupted. The knowledge that he was helping made it all the sweeter. In fact Seraph had allowed the shadow to corrupt the barrier around Aurora's very core, and in doing so had compromised what was probably her minds last defence.

However watching such a long winded process was quite boring, and so Seraph turned his attention back to Aurora's body. He did keep an eye on her soul and her magic, just in case something new happened. But his returning focus allowed him to hear her moaned response to his threat, and to feel her force her body against him and cause his shaft to penetrate so deep into her that it enters her womb. She climaxes almost instantly in response, her cunt growing even wetter and tighter around him. Her spasming body is slightly more difficult to hold than before, but no where near enough for Seraph to actually have to even try to hold her in place. The muscles supporting her breasts join in, pulsing in time to his feather's milking her breasts and forcing even more milk out.

Seraph smiles cruelly as he suddenly holds her in place, although the milking of her breasts continues. No matter how Aurora moves she will be unable to shift from her position being impaled on his shaft. She hadn't answered his question, only responded to the threat that accompanied it. Do not presume to demand anything from me slut. I will decide how, when, and if I fuck you. Not you. You didn't admit it, and so now it falls to me to ensure that you are held accountable for your actions and that you understand that when I say I will do, or not do, something I mean it. Seraph uses his hands to grab Aurora's hips and starts to slowly pull her off. The strength difference between them is huge, and no matter how Aurora struggles or moves she will be unable to stop, or even slow him down. He did move slowly, and thus give her time to give him the proper response Seraph was looking for.

Inside the priestess, the battle continues to rage on in a series of feints, thrusts, offensives and withdrawals. But each step of the way, the shadow picks up just a little more ground on corrupting the young beauty completely.

Aurora screams as Seraph's feathers milk her even harder.. faster. She groans as it feels like he is sucking out not just her milk, but every bit of fluid from her body as they grope her swollen orbs harder..faster.. pulling them out from her body as if trying to make them even larger.

Her eyes are glazed over - and there is only the slimmest corner of her mind that actually hears and understands what Seraph is telling the convulsing young woman. It doesn't even allow her to really process his threat, and demand -- that is until he starts to draw out of her!

Wildly, frantically she wails and kicks as she feels the wonderfully full shaft being drawn slowly out of her body. "Oh...oh..goddess!! NO!!!! I... I YES YES YES!! I LOVE BEING MILKED!! OH MILK ME!! PLEASE MILK AND FUCK ME!!!!" she sobs as her pride begins to break down.

And in breaking another level of the Priestess' mind, the storm inside her stutters.. allowing the shadows to start surging forward again inside her. The storm has not broken yet - but in getting the priestess to admit defeat, the storm has lost a good portion of its power.

Seraph notices, from the fragment of his mind still paying attention to the battle of magic going on between the shadow and the storm, that the storm weakens the moment Aurora breaks and starts to sob, trying to stop him from pulling out. He doesn't respond, and in fact continues to pull out, despite her words or struggles. It is only when the head of his cock is the last thing inside Aurora does he change his movement, suddenly slamming into her tight wet cunt and piecing all the way to her womb again, filling her tight passage with his shaft. Do not presume to be able to give me orders, or next time there will be no second chance. Seraph starts to pull his hips quickly back before slamming back into her, giving her the fucking her body craves while his feathers continue to milk her. Her tight slick channel grips and squeezes his cock as the thick shaft spreads her open, sending waves of pleasure into Seraph at each thrust.

Seraph considers what to do next in breaking what had started out as a proud young woman. The shadow was slowly gaining more and more ground, and each time her mind shattered the rate at which it did so increased. So just what could Seraph do to shatter her mind again. He had forced her to admit she loved being milked, and an extension of that presented itself. The next time Seraph moved his hips he fully withdrew from the protesting Aurora and when his hips pushed forward he instead forced his shaft into her ass. As he did this a rather large feather ending in a large bell sealed over Aurora's cunt and started to suck, tiny tendrils extending from it to spread her lips wide open. As Seraph pushed himself into the student's ass the three feathers milked both her breasts and her cunt, and Seraph cast a spell on the student to ensure that her bodies production of those liquids was much faster than normal. Her breasts were producing more milk than the bells sucked, and ever so slowly they would start to fill up with the milk.

Aurora just cries out as Seraphs relentless fucking makes her climax again and again until it feels like she is in a state of constant orgasm. The priestess just babbles wordlessly, incoherently as the tendrils continue to milk her swollen breasts and tease her hardened clitoris as the angel's shaft fills her completely.

That is until Seraph pulls out, and she wails in almost physical pain. ALMOST pain - until he shoves that monstrous organ into her tight ass. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH TTTTTOOOOOO BBBBBBIIIIIIIGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!" she screams as the thick shaft is forced deeper and deeper into her. "YOU'LL TEAR ME IN HAAALLFF!!!" she wails, even as her rear passage stretches uncomfortably around his organ, shuddering as muscles protest the invasion, and yet seem to suck his cock further into her body.

As the tendril begins to suck on her pussy like a siphon, her hips jerk though and he is rewarded with a copious eruption of her honeyed juices flooding the tendril - just like the way her milk fills the orbs sucking on her breasts. "Unnggg..uhh...wwhhaa.." she moans incoherently as Seraph's magic increases the production of her fluids.. groaning as it feels like her nipples are erupting with milk, blasting the cups with her cream and yet it doesn't seem to suck it out fast enough. She groans as her breasts grow heavy and full with milk, swelling even further. While the tendril that is drawing on her sex is rewarded with great gushes of her sweet cum as her pussy spasms in orgasm after orgasm, trying to pump out even more liquid for the sucking feather. Aurora's mind continues to slowly wear down as she feels like she is being turned into nothing more than a cow.. being milked and pumped for all the fluid she can produce.. further eroding the amazon's pride and will.

Seraph simply ignores Aurora's cries of pain as his rather large shaft forces its way inside her tight ass, spreading her inner walls wide apart as he pushes his way inside, her own juices providing some lubrication to help. Even though she is crying out in pain now Seraph fully expects her body to get used to the massive intrusion, in fact he casts a spell that suppresses the pain response from her bodies nerves to speed the process along. As Seraph continued to pump his shaft in and out of Aurora's ass the milk in her breasts couldn't escape fast enough to keep up with the amount she was producing, and her breasts swell as her juices explode from her cunt into the feather sucking on it.

Seraph can see her pride, her will, being eroded away even further by the sensations, and the humiliation of what was happening to her. Of being milked of both her milk and her juices while Seraph fucked her ass. And Seraph wasn't finished messing with her head, with her pride. He didn't intend to just break her pride, he wanted to reform it and make her proud of being fucked, of being a slut. Your a great fuck cow. Your an amazing fuck, and you produce so much milk and juice. As Seraph says those words the feather clamped down over Aurora's cunt extends more tendrils into her. They creep inside her lips and slide along against her walls before settling down inside her, one directly over her g-spot. As Seraph stops talking they all start to vibrate, seeking to force her into stronger orgasms faster and drive her to produce more and more juices for the feather to suck and store.