He leaned forwards, his weight forcing her down to the floor as he moved his hand from her back to cover her mouth. "Silence, woman!" he snapped.

As they hit the floor, he whispered in her ear, "My race isn't as... unprotected... in certain areas as you humans are. Still, can't have you going too far off script." His hand moved from her breast and, with some difficulty, managed to tear off the rest of her habit.

He then tore off a piece of the ruined garment and, as he removed the hand covering her mouth, used it as a makeshift gag. He then grabbed her wrists before she could remove it. "None shall hear your pathetic cries," he snarled, getting back onto the script. After all, the show must go on.

As he pushed me down upon the floor an pinned me in place his intent became clear. The hand o’er me mouth only served to confirm that me very virtue wuz at stake. The first strikes had done little to stop him an sent me heart to jus a racing. Biting I tried to bring me teeth ‘gainst that hand, tried to change up the situation an get the upper hand. Pain did not seem to be a weakness. .

Kicking, trying to strike him with the heel of me feet. Hands in tiny balls, struck out, pummeling his body in what appeared to be ineffectual blows. I threw all me efforts into the struggle. Panting though me nose as he held me mouth closed first with his hand an then the gag of cloth from me costume. Surely I thought this must bring me plight to the attention of the audience, for how wuz I to be effective as an actress if I could not speak?

Me nose flared with each breath. Brute strength met me wrist an held it in a vice like grip. I swore the stench of brimstone filled the air as is hell itself wuz opening to swallow me whole. Fear tried to seize me heart an take it as me naked thighs brushed against his hard body. Me bra an panties remained, albeit the bra pushed up an o’er one trembling breast. Still, they wuz scant barrier to the brutish actor that sought to violate me. I had real doubts now ‘bout what wardrobe had a picked for me to wear. The silky fabric far to sexy for a nun, an far too enticing given me current state of dress. All I could do wuz kick with me heals an glare at him…..

An the glare back wuz ‘nough to chill me soul clean through. The wicked glare of the desire an triumph. Once more I tried to scream an push him away, me feeble attempts seeming to make little progress in dissuading him from his intent. An while the trench coat covered his back an left the audience wondering, I could not do so. No, the ardor of his manhood stood hard ‘gainst the skin of me belly. Stood as testament to his intent.

Adrenaline surged, an I panicked…….

Kakumaoh briefly considered the angle between himself and the audience. They probably won't see this, and I can come up with a special effects explanation if they do.

A pair of tentacles slid along Cassie's legs, wrapped themselves around her thighs, and forced them apart. He shifted her arms so that he held both wrists to the ground with one hand, then tore off her panties with the other hand. "Now, foolish woman, you shall learn..."

The panties, so brief an fine were torn from me body with lil effort. Sum how they were slimy things wrapping their way round me thighs….keeping them spread wide as me limber body would allow. Me knees rested on the stage floor spread wide an pushed all the way down. A dreadfully easy access to me privates, now bare an directly under his swollen shaft.

I shook me head, wiggling me hips. Mumbling ‘neath the gag an wondering why nobody had moved yet to stop this. It hit me. The title of the play an me situation. Rape. He wuz gonna rape me in front of god an everyone an they might think I wuz jus acting.

Acting; none of this wuz an act no more. Fear an panic took me head an spun it round. I did not want to learn. Did not want to feel him rip into me to take me innocence. Worse yet, on stage, with everyone watching, ohh the horrible irony. I pleaded one last time with me eyes, only to see his grin widen, like he took perverse joy in me fear ‘n panic.

Her fear was like an aphrodisiac to him; it had taken a supreme effort for him to keep reasonably close to the script this long. Fortunately, they'd reached the point in the script where he no longer had to hold back.

He moved his loincloth, giving Cassie a clear view while remaining hidden from the audience. "...Exactly what you have been denying yourself all this time." With a sudden thrust, he rammed his cock inside her. Meanwhile, his hands moved to her breasts, roughly fondling them. Let her remove the gag if she wants. I doubt she'll be able to manage another out-of-character cry for help.

I could not meet those lust filled eyes with me own. Glancing downwards away from his gaze I saw the curves of me body below him. Naked as the day I wuz born, his own body an the trench coat the ony thing that sheltered me from being exposed to all the audience an stage hands. A small part of me wuz thankful that he took care….but….

The gasp left me lips as he let me see the fullness of him. Let me know what would penetrate me body an take form me my innocence. Fear held me in place. Pinned me arms to me side more effectively than any grip. I could feel the vast bulk of him tense. Feel the end of his shaft meet the small tender middle of me. One last flicker of me gaze to his eyes an I knew there would be no mercy. He struck then. Jus when I held his eyes in mine. Struck with inhuman force an accuracy. Struck while I held the twisted evil stare in me own pleading gaze no doubt so his face would be etched in me memory

The scream made it no further than the gag. Me body feeling squished tween the hard shaft and his grip. The thrust carried him into me, a grinding tearing feeling that I swore would kill me in its pain. Terror only served to tighten every muscle in me body. Only served to make his way into me a more painful one for me. I screamed yet again when he hit the ends of me. I lived….his flesh filling me like he’d gone an measured every inch of me insides an wuz custom made to fit.

Me whole body wuz nothing but a stiff board, the nail pinning me in place to the floor. Me pulse raised in me veins, throbbing in me ears. Breathe came in fast small gasps, flaring me nostrils as I fought to get the air I really needed. The gag cut into me mouth, me smell, me taste upon it. Tears stained me skin as they rolled down the sides of me face. I closed me eyes, unable to handle the visage of me attacker as he gloated at his feat.

Heat flared inside me, throbbing painful heat that made me feel as if I pulsed ‘gainst his stiff sword. He paused, as if to savoir his victory, an to let me feel every inch of him quiver an dance within me warm soft folds. The collar vibrated round me neck. A twinge all wrong sparking sum thing deep in me brain. A sensation I should in no way be feeling now….a terror creeping o’er me as I ‘gain to understand that feeling. The words he had said. NO…..no …. I would rot in hell itself ‘fore that. But me body seemed to have different ideas, an I feared those ideas. Feared he might notice that by the time he pulled back an thrust ‘gain it would go easier….not blood….I might handle that. No….sum thing else…sum thing wrong….

As he continued to hammer into her, he noticed that her body was responding far more readily than he'd expected. She was still terrified... petrified, even... so she clearly wasn't secretly enjoying it, but something was making her respond. Not that it really mattered; he wasn't likely to ever learn what was causing it.

One hand moved to remove the gag. "Now, little fool, I wish to hear when your body gives in to pleasure, for your soul is sure to follow." He continued to drive back and forth, attempting to bring her to orgasm.

A war erupted in me head. One I dared not loose. His eyes looked into mine as if burrowing into me very essence, as if to manipulate the war within. Each thrust grew easier to take, less painful. I feared the coming pleasure, sum way knowing it might happen. That I might truly find pleasure in his rape of me an the destruction of me innocence wuz too much to bear. Still I could not move during this war, a stiff board till he shifted upon me.

A light shown in his eyes as if to understand sum thing of me nature. A minute shift an suddenly he hit me nub on once his body had fully entered mine. The caress of his flesh upon me sensitive tip brought a new element to the battle. A jolt of electricity an sensation that threatened me with a loss in the war.

The gag feel from me lips an I cold only whisper. A hoarse voice, the sound of which I barely recognized so deep an filled with desire it wuz….

“No….please….” a soft mew as his deep thrust filled me an his body rubbed me jus right. I hated that….hated me body for that mew of approval as I spoke the words an feared the time to come.

Her body was nearly ready to give in to him; he could hear it in her voice as well as feel it in her reactions. Her fear made it clear that her mind wasn't going to give in so easily. All well and good; it would ruin the whole charade if the nun's response to Satan's final offer was positive.

He thrust into her again as he fondled her nipples; he was reaching his limits even as she reached hers.

He thrust an me hips rose to met him. Feeling the shift I cursed me self an me weakness. A slow steady descent in to the hell of pleasure, wrought from me body ‘gainst me very will. Could I be this weak, this pathetic that even the act of being taken on stage in front of me teacher an fellow students wuz some how stimulating me. With all me strength I fought the rising beast within. The one that this monster of a man called as if he had known all along me protests were in vain, for pleasure would come for all I tried to keep it at bay.

Balling me hands into fists I struck, feeble an weak this last gasp to ward him from me body….I reached inward an tried to pull the hand away from me breast. The attempt failing as he grasped the rigid nipple an would know that blood pooled an pounded in me body to the drum of pleasure an lust. The collar round me neck buzzed an danced, me hand now pushing at his to squeeze the breast as me back arched an I pushed it forward. The hand that pummeled his shoulder stopped an slide flat down his spine to pull him inwards ever deeper.

It wuz as if it no longer wuz me body. As if I watched a horrible play that set a man atop me an in me…an …an I enjoyed, even assisted in me own ravishment. How I wanted to curl up in a ball an cry, but me body refused to let me, instead it ‘gan in earnest to welcome him. The wet slushy sounds as he thrust in an out of me a telling sign. Hips rising an falling to his thrusts, me pelvis turning to let me clit rub as his body hit mine. Back arched, legs spread wide at the start know came up an circled round his trench coat to cup his rear an pull me body to his.

“Ohhhh..ohhh….noooo” I bit me lip, trying to stem the moans of pleasure that issued forth from me own rape. Oh god in heaven help me. I prayed…an the beast inside played. Lips rising, mouth askance, to kiss the rapist.

The girl's body had completely given in to him. Best to enjoy it while he could, but it was rather surprising. Had she been drugged secretly, or was it something else? He could still feel the core of fear and shame deep within her, so it wasn't that she really enjoyed this, but...

He noticed her rising to kiss him and acted quickly to prevent her mouth from reaching its target. Leaning forward and twisting slightly, he pushed her back down and let her kiss land on his neck. His mouth by her ear, he whispered, "I am exactly what I look like. If you'd kissed me the way you were trying, you'd have cut half your face to ribbons." Even in her current state, that should stop a repeat of that.

The danger past, he turned his attention back to the task at hand. The distraction had driven him back from his climax, and she was still trying to hold off her own, but it was a minor setback. Soon enough, she would be able to hold back no longer.

The trench coat rippled bout me thighs as I squeezed me long toned legs round him. Muscles slide ‘neath the soft skin to reveal their true strength an hold me close, counter thrusting to each thrust. Finding his rhythm an making it me own. There wuz music in the art of love making. I could hear the music in the smack of our bodies one ‘gainst the other. The beast took me body from me, an I took his shaft an squeezed down upon it each time it entered me.

I kissed his neck me original intent thwarted. Lips an teeth gripping an nibbling down the length of it. I wuz the beast, I wanted nothing more than to succumb to the heat an lust that filled the air with its peculiar odor. I answered his scent with me own. Just as I answered his heat with me own. Two….two shall become one. Is that not what the good book says. Wuz it sooo wrong to experience sum thing so good. Why did I continue to fight with me self ‘bout this?

The black collar buzzed about me neck in play full recognition of the state of me mind. A last echo of no falling into the abyss within….

“Yes…..show me what heaven holds for a bride of Christ….show me….”

The girl had given in to her body's lusts. It might require some improvising to end the play correctly, but... there was... no time to... think about... that... now...

With a grunt and a final thrust, he came deep inside her.

The thick head of him expanding within me., I felt it…really felt it. Knew in some way what it meant an thrust me body ‘gainst his as best I could. A primal desire lay in me actions, the reward of them not far off. He twitched, a grimace of sorts upon his face. His body still for a brief moment as the thrusting paused. I moved instead, me heart now thumping loudly in me chest, me breathe catching in me throat. It happened.

With a load groan in me ear an a twitch of his deeply buried shaft He poured his seed within me. Erupting within the wet folds of me center, it flooded forth in a hot flash that made me gasp me self. He trembled within an I bucked ‘gainst him me own heat rising with each spurt he let loose….I wanted it. I wanted to taste him, to savior his seed not only in me womb but in me mouth.

Warmth an pleasure spread their wings round me much like his cloak enwrapped me naked body and shielded me from the audience. I knew then his words were true, that I would welcome him in me arms. Even more so when the heat within boiled an churned till I burst into flames me self. I had to wonder why I fought him so hard….why I fought me own nature.

“Take me to that place….ummm….an….ah ahhh “

The girl's primal instincts seemed to have taken over. Kakumaoh carefully disentangled himself from her and stood up, lifting her to a kneeling position as he did so. A brief bit of concentration, and the dick from his duplicate body was active, though still hidden from the audience.

"Like all the others, your soul gives in when your body learns what it had been missing. Now..." He lifted his loincloth. "...Join with me of your own free will."