Priestess of the Dark Rite
Lady Maat is a respected doctor, but behind her immaculate white coat she hides her true identity: a Priestess of the Dark Goddess.
When Alba Zevon arrives for a routine checkup, the office appears sterile and safe: bright lights, medical instruments, Maat examining her with an unusual, lingering attention, her fingertips gliding over Alba’s skin as if reading something beneath it.
Moments later, a strange calm washes over Alba as the doctor’s “preparation” overwhelms her senses, pulling her into a deep, unnatural sleep.
When Alba awakens, the room has become a ritual chamber lit by warm candles and framed with black drapes.
Lady Maat now stands before her in a low-cut latex catsuit, her eyes glowing with occult power.
Alba is bound with elegant ritual restraints, a large ballgag—and a vibrator pressed against her pussy. Her body trembles in a ceremonial pose while the Priestess circles her like a predatory oracle.
Maat marks Alba with a dark seal, whispering invocations as the symbols on the walls begin to pulse.
Alba feels something awakening within her: fear intertwined with an irresistible attraction to the ancient surrounding her.
She is terrified and aroused at once.
The Priestess draws Alba’s “essence” into a ceremonial cup through a secret technique, raising it as an offering before drinking it slowly.
Her eyes shift, glowing brighter. Maat is now her Mistress, guiding the beginning of the final rite.
She slips on a pair of pantyhose and climbs onto her ritual subject. With another pair of pantyhose wrapped loosely around Alba as part of the rite, she rides her powerfully, pushing her toward a massive black door engraved with living symbols.
A crimson light leaks from the threshold, calling Alba by name.
“Come in,” Maat murmurs. “Your past ends here.”
Alba crosses without looking back.
The door closes with a sacred hum.
The Acolyte is born.
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When Alba Zevon arrives for a routine checkup, the office appears sterile and safe: bright lights, medical instruments, Maat examining her with an unusual, lingering attention, her fingertips gliding over Alba’s skin as if reading something beneath it.
Moments later, a strange calm washes over Alba as the doctor’s “preparation” overwhelms her senses, pulling her into a deep, unnatural sleep.
When Alba awakens, the room has become a ritual chamber lit by warm candles and framed with black drapes.
Lady Maat now stands before her in a low-cut latex catsuit, her eyes glowing with occult power.
Alba is bound with elegant ritual restraints, a large ballgag—and a vibrator pressed against her pussy. Her body trembles in a ceremonial pose while the Priestess circles her like a predatory oracle.
Maat marks Alba with a dark seal, whispering invocations as the symbols on the walls begin to pulse.
Alba feels something awakening within her: fear intertwined with an irresistible attraction to the ancient surrounding her.
She is terrified and aroused at once.
The Priestess draws Alba’s “essence” into a ceremonial cup through a secret technique, raising it as an offering before drinking it slowly.
Her eyes shift, glowing brighter. Maat is now her Mistress, guiding the beginning of the final rite.
She slips on a pair of pantyhose and climbs onto her ritual subject. With another pair of pantyhose wrapped loosely around Alba as part of the rite, she rides her powerfully, pushing her toward a massive black door engraved with living symbols.
A crimson light leaks from the threshold, calling Alba by name.
“Come in,” Maat murmurs. “Your past ends here.”
Alba crosses without looking back.
The door closes with a sacred hum.
The Acolyte is born.
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