Rosaria, Mother of Rebirth

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  Rosaria, Mother of Rebirth, and the silent leader of the covenant known as Rosaria's Fingers. Along with being leader, Rosaria was Queen to a race of creatures known only as Man-Grubs that served as her bodyguards and protectors. Standing at four hundred ninty centimeters, Rosaria resided in her bed chambers located on the third floor of the Cathedral of the Deep; she could be found at all hours of the day cradling the upper portion of a Man-Grub in her lap.
  Like many times before, the Ashen One arrived at the bonfire settled between two rows of pews set before the Mother of Rebirth. With arms outstretched and open palms the Ashen One knelt in respect before Rosaria, for in his hands he held yet more Pale Tongues stolen from the mouths of those who dared to host Embers within themselves.
  "Rosaria." Said the Ashen One while rising to his feet. "Mayhap I ought be of some other use to you?"
  Rosaria's expression softened and her focus turned towards the Ashen One. The Man-Grub, previously resting in her lap, was guided from her Bed Chambers by two wispy waves of her fingers angled towards the large double-doors at the opposite end of the room. Following the Man-Grubs exit Rosaria stirred from her usual position of sitting on her knees, and then extended her legs outward and over the edge of the bedside. Even with her inhuman height, her feet still dangled several centimeters above the red carpet covering the floor.
  "My deepest apologies, I..." Spoke the Ashen One before pausing mid-sentence at the sight unfolding before him.
  By pinching and rolling the sides of her nightgown upward and into her palms, Rosaria had hoisted her dress up her proportionately slender legs to a resting point at the midst of her thighs. Then, after a brief delay, she parted her legs and exposed her naked crotch to the Ashen One whilst resting backward onto her elbows.
  The Ashen One stepped forward in response to Rosaria's perverse offering and immediately placed his bare palms upon the two plump mounds forming her labia majora. The sizable mounds, too large for his hands to fully grasp, resonated with a warmth he had only felt through the Embers themselves.
  Upon further physical inspection of Rosaria's genitals the Ashen One finally found his intended target, her bulging clitoris. The soft yet firm bulb fit snugly in the lower portion of his fist, rising to just above his left hand's ring finger. Whilst beginning his harsh assault on the Mother of Rebirth's clitoris, the Ashen One sought other means of pleasuring his dear leader. With his arm fully extended the Ashen One wriggled his digits between Rosaria's labia, forcing the entirety of his hand into the depths of her vaginal canal.
  With an effort, the Ashen One curled his fingers into a fist inside of Rosaria and forcefully shoved inward, ending his continued struggle to insert the full length of his arm inside of her vagina. The Ashen One poked, prodded and squeezed the bulbous meat in his palm as the feeling of her tender walls clung to his muscular forearm, pulsating and writhing with each successive attack.
  Through and through Rosaria stayed silent, enduring the average sized humans assault on her most delicate body parts. The Ashen One, however, knew from the way her innards were squirming that her silence wasn't everything. In an attempt to push her over, the Ashen One took to pumping his arm in and out of her vagina like a piston whilst simultaneously dragging his digits up and down her clitoris with a vice-like grip.
  While without voice, the Ashen One promptly took notice of Rosaria's altered physical appearances in regard to his continued assault. He first noticed her toes intermittently curling with every inward thrust of his arm, then her grip on the bed's sheets tightening and putting them in disarray. Finally, nearing what he could only assume was her orgasm, the covenant leader's eyes began to flutter open and closed.
  In a spontaneously fit of convulsions Rosaria's vaginal walls bared down on the Ashen One's arm like a vice and her body shuddered, though still she remained steadfast in her silence. Throughout Rosaria's orgasm, the Ashen One coaxed her along by rapidly twisting his forearm and fist against her insides while continuing his non-stop assault on her overgrown clitoris. Then finally following several uncouth spasms Rosaria settled back into her restful position, with the exception of her head being tilted backward to stare up at the ceiling.
  "Hooo..." Cooed Rosaria, signaling the end of her orgasm.
  The Ashen One hastily retrieved his arms from Rosaria's person then hopped into the air before landing with his legs spread and his arms in the air.
 "Whoooo!" Exclaimed the Ashen One, fully satisfied in attaining an audible expression from Rosaria.
  Then, just as quickly as he had departed, the Man-Grub reappeared within the room and returned to its default position of once more resting in Rosaria's lap.
  Full of apparent satisfaction, Rosaria also returned to ignoring the Ashen One through his repeated attempts to indicate his untouched erection. And, in a sorrowful gloom, he retired to the front left pew with his penis in hand.
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