Tdontran nun

Her devotion was unwavering yet a primal hunger stirred within her soul. She sought solace in prayer but forbidden fantasies haunted her thoughts. A darkness approached a monstrous desire taking hold. Soon her virtue would be tested as the wolf claimed its prize. Her screams turned to moans her body writhing under its powerful thrusts. The beast devoured her leaving her marked and dripping. A new faith was born that night one of raw pleasure and animalistic hunger. Her divine duty twisted her prayers replaced by erotic cries. She now yearned for the knot the primal penetration. Her spirit embraced the wild forever bound to her beastly lover. No longer just a nun but a vessel for forbidden ecstasy. She reveled in her new role a servant of pleasure. The werewolf’s seed flowed through her a constant reminder. Her purity shattered her soul unleashed. She was reborn in sin a willing slave to lust. Each thrust a prayer each moan a hymn. Her path was clear a life of carnal devotion. Forever tied to her monster her heart now beat for him. The whispers of pleasure her eternal damnation.