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Complexity comes from the masks we wear, the lie we tell the world that Hardcore contradicts our true nature. We don’t let the truth see the light of a day, so it becomes darkness, and we call it evil. I expose it, and call it beautiful.” “That’s Corruption’s philosophy,” I said, sitting in the chair Night Eyes had set out for me, “but I walk in the daylight, Night Eyes. I walk in the favor of the only god that matters.” “The Holy Mother?” Night Eyes laughed. “Death.” I replied. Night Eyes’ smile faded from her lips. “That almost sounded like blasphemy, Sister Julia.” Night Eyes said quietly, “Though blowjob I often find myself sharing your heresy.” I thumbed the crescent symbol that hung between my breasts. “She is life, and therefore she is also the end of it. You have defied her, Corruption, and so she’s sent me here to correct the mistake.” “Corruption can’t talk to you.” “But she can hear me.” “And she’s listening very closely, I’m sure.” Night Eyes’ grin returned, “She’s absolutely terrified of you, and I suppose she should be. You are ‘The Destroyer,’ after all, so why haven’t you killed me? To save Willowbud? To save your ‘sister?’” “Yes.” “And how are you going to do that?” Night Eyes laughed, “Are you going to fuck Corruption out of me? That brown stuff on your dick wasn’t the remnants of a melded spirit, Sister.” “I Cuckold am going to love you.” I said simply, and then added with a little smile, “And you were clean when I pulled out.” “That’s good to hear,” Night Eyes smirked, withdrawing another candle to another muffled moan, “but Astrid here already loves me, and as you can see, Corruption wasn’t too moved by it. It’s guilt that Corruption can’t stomach, but I’m afraid I’m not prone to the pious guilt you nuns pedal. I do… unspeakable things, Sister, and I sleep with a smile on my face every night.” “Astrid gives you devotion, but that is not the love I offer.” I said, examining the Valkyrie, her skin silver in the monochromatic light. I looked up at Night Eyes, her caramel skin a shining black, like oil, “My love is of a concerned older sister, giving her foolish sibling one last chance.” “Your love is power.” Night Eyes hissed as she began wrapping Astrid’s hair in her hand, “The power to control,” Night eyes ripped Astrid’s head back, “the power to dominate,” Night Eyes pulled out a knife, “the power to kill!” Night Eyes plunged the blade into Astrid’s throat. The Valkyrie’s eyes bulged, a shriek gurgling in her gagged mouth as black liquid poured from the wound. But it was a shallow wound, and the black liquid that ran from it was not blood, but molten iron. It scalded her neck, hissed against her chest, left a horrid smell in the air, but it did not kill her. “The power to save.” Night Eyes whispered, dropping the bladeless hilt as Astrid collapsed, the pain mercifully draining her of consciousness. The wounds that steamed from her were hideous, but it was better than death, and amateur Brandon could fix them. “Your love means very little to me, Sister Julia, but your power means a great deal.” Night Eyes walked toward me, stepping over the quivering form of her guardian. She stretched her neck to one side, then the other, rolling her shoulders, letting her bathrobe fall. She was entirely female for me now, black flesh contrasting white hair, black eyes twinkling in the white fire. She raised a slender thigh, stepped over me, and eased herself into my lap, the softness of her flesh opposing the jaggedness of her soul. “I want that power,” Night Eyes whispered, running a covetous finger along my jaw, “I want it to control me, I want it to dominate me, threesome I want it inside me. I want to be yours, Sister Julia. You can burn me, you can beat me, you can torture me. I want you to. I love sex but, I want love.” Marsha pleaded. Get him to pass it back and forth with you! Walking out naked onto my balcony to the beautiful sunrise I just stretched and yawned. They threesome weren’t clenched up tight against his prick but hanging low in their sack like a fucking bull. Corruption’s head was upside down, her neck stretched backward, her chest forced forward, her belly distended, and her back arching so vulgarly that her ass was level amateur Hardcore with her crown. Then she brought her hand out and showed her hand to me it was covered with my cum and a pool Cuckold blowjob of it in her palm. She cupped my testicles with her fingers lifting them slightly from their resting position. Her little head bobbing trying to take it all. I did see Chris and his jock friends running out of the boy's restroom.” She gave me a questioning look. I trembled beneath Justin, holding him so tight. They are not made for taking a long walk!” She sat on the swing, put her foot on her knee and began rubbing it. I had to walk down a little hallway and go up some stairs where there was a series of hall ways lined with "bedrooms." “Yes, Master,” she answers with heartbreaking humility.