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Sister Superior Carinas stood over her bound captive:
Before her lay the figure of former Sister Heratia. Heratia had been accused of heresy and had been sentenced to the purification right, Carinas was to be the undertaker of said right
Carinas lent down and undid the gag preventing the other woman from speaking. Heratia spit a curse and shouted "Anything you do to me will pale in comparison to what will soon befall you!"
Carinas stood back up and turned away, removing something unseen from a marked container. She turned back, holding a large black object with the shape of a phallus.
"Oh I hope so" she cooed
"This," said Sister Carinas "Is the 'Emperors Will'. Created from materials harvested from the shrine world Tifun III and anointed with the blood of a Saint, it is designed with the sole purpose of ensuring that we, the Daughters of the Emperor, remain pure."
As she spoke she took off her armor, stripping down to only her undergarments. She took the phallus and strapped it around her waste, tightening several belts to ensure it would remain in place for the entirety of the ritual. Heratia took all this in with a defiant stare:
"By the fires of Chaos the galaxy will burn! You beloved Emperor is dead, and soon you shall be too! It matters not what you do to me!" Sister Carinas maintained her calm and simply replied "We shall see..."
Sister Carinas stepped toward Heratia
Heratia continued to rant undaunted: "You think your Emperor protects you? You would put your faith in a corpse-god? HA! Tell me who here is really the heretic?" Sister Carinas looked down, a grimace replacing her previously stoic demeanor.
"Shut Up"
She thrust her hips forward. The Divine Rod caught the heretic mid sentence, passing quickly through her lips and deep into her throat. Heratias eyes widen with the surprise. Sister Carinas brings one hand to the back of Heratias head and grips her short hair while using her other hand to balance herself above the woman.
"Behold the power of the Faith"
The Sister begins to move her hips back and forth methodically, drawing out the phallus and plunging it back inside. At first Heratia was worried that she would choke, but instead it felt simply like a warm drink flowing over her tongue. The warmth washed down her throat and into her stomach, causing her whole body to tingle with feeling. The heretic squirmed beneath Sister Carinas, desperately trying to continue her defiance. But the Sister tightens her grip on her hair and uses her dominant position to her advantage and begins to increase the speed of her thrusts.
The feeling throughout Heratias body grows in intensity in response to the Sisters renewed efforts. The heat spreads to the tips of her fingers and toes and grew intensity. The sensation mixed with the cool breeze in the ritual chamber was almost unbearable. Heratias mind started to go blank and her eyes rolled back, she no longer felt the same defiance she had before.
Meanwhile Carinas is panting heavily with effort, but in seeing the state of the heretic she redoubles her efforts. With one final thrust she jams the rod as far as she can into the offending orifice. Heratia felt her mouth fill with a hot liquid. She desperately wanted to spit it out but Carinas continued to hold her position, massaging the heretics throat until she was forced to swallow.
Carinas withdrew herself and stood up once again. Heratia fell back and rolled onto her side coughing
"Wh-What was that?"
Carinas smiled "Holy oils provided courtesy of the priests of Mars. Should go some way to taking the bite out of your tongue." Heratia continued to cough, though she wanted to scream at the sister she felt her will to fight drained.
"Damn you..." was all she could muster.
Carinas knelt down beside the heretic: "Now, it's time to get serious." With one hand she grabs the cotton panties that served as part of the undergarments the heretic had been allowed for the ritual.
"What do you think you're doing!?" shouts Heratia.
"Don't worry Sister, I will soon return you to the path of the righteous."
Carinas pulls down the panties, exposing Heratias clean shaven womanhood. The sensation of the chamber air against her lower lips caused Heratias breath to quicken, though out of fear or lust she couldn't tell. Carinas smirks; "Looks like the oils are having their effects" she says as she lightly runs her hand along Heratias soaked inner thigh. She holds up her fingers for the heretic to see, they glisten with fem-cum that is seeping from her moist box.  
Carinas then grabs the heretic and rolls her onto her stomach, gripping the handcuffs as she climbs on top of her. From behind she holds apart Heratias cheeks as she lowers herself, pressing the rod not against her snatch, but against her anus instead. The crown of the phallus is pressing lightly against the puckered hole, almost as if yearning for entry. 
"Wai-" starts Heratia just as Carinas thrusts in. Pain shoots through her body causing her to flail about for a moment. Quickly thought the pain is replaced by the warmth that she felt before. This time though, the heat was much more intense, quickly spreading across her backside.
Meanwhile Carinas has begun to rhythmically pump the Emperor's Will, roughly gripping a handful of Heratias ass to better balance herself. She whispers into the ear of the heretic "You know, without the oils this would be a much different experience for you." Heratia did not take much consideration of the words. Her mind was instead occupied with the overwhelming pleasure that was coursing through her veins. Her mouth was open and her tongue lolled to the side, saliva dribbling down her chin. Her limbs were splayed as far as humanly possible and her toes were clenched from the sensation.
Carinas grunts "You're too tight, I can't do much like this." She instead lies down on the back of the heretic and bring her hands around her front, gripping her breasts
"Let's try this instead" she says as she thrusts her hips with greater force. She buries the rod all the way to the hilt inside of Heratias ass and then quickly draws it back out. Her new angle of attack is allowing the Sister to reach much deeper than before with each vicious pound drawing a stifled moan from her captive. The sudden change in position had caused Heratia to gasp. The Sister was reaching much farther than before, causing the burning to spread into her stomach with each thrust.
Despite the chill of the chamber both the women are slick with sweat, Carinas breasts slide up and down the heretics back as she moves. Her strong hands fondle Heratias firm breasts through her cotton top. The sister pressed her fingers against Heratias nipples which had become stiff from the pleasure. Each time she brushed her hand over one of the nubs the heretic let slip another moan of pleasure. The moans echoed Carinas grunts of exertion as she continued to increase in both speed and force. Her pace reached a fever pitch and with one final thrust Heratia climaxed, letting out a scream of pleasure that rebounded across the walls of the chamber. Liquid poured from her pulsing pussy and a small puddle formed around her ass. The sisters legs were spattered in sticky fem-cum, either hers or the heretics. 
Hot liquid flowed into Heratias ass from the Divine Rod, filling her entire being with an enveloping warmth. With a grunt Carinas climbed off her, leaving Heratia panting on the ground. The sister gently rolled the heretic back over and cradled her for a moment.
"Now Sister, the ritual is almost complete. But I must ask, do you wish to accept the Emperors light into your being"
Heratia looked up, exhausted. She felt the words flow from her without a thought: "Ye-yes. More than anything. Please, let his light fill me."
"Very well" nodded Carinas.
She reached behind Heratia and undid the restraints. She then traced her hand back up to her neck and then her shoulders, running her fingers down along her abdomen. Her touch danced lightly to her leg, then her inner thigh, and finnally arriving at Heratias lower lips.
As she brushed them Heratia let out a short gasp, having just climaxed the feeling of her body being stroked was magnified ten fold. Carinas brought her hand away and held it up again, this time her hand was significantly more wet then before. 
"This" she said softly "is not the work of the oils". She brought her fingers to her mouth, lapping the liquid of each member individually.
"It's sweet" she says "The taste of a Sister". She bends her head towards Heratias. "Taste" she says as she presses her lips against her sisters. Her tongue passes easily into the other woman's mouth, wrapping around her tounge and quickly prodding the soft flesh inside. 
The taste danced over Heratias taste buds, it was different from that of the oils. This one tasted like a sweet ambergris and passed down her throat like silk. She found herself pressing her tongue into Carinas mouth as well, searching for more of that intoxicating flavor. Carinas pulled herself away after a minute, though Heratia tried longingly to follow her. Slowly she climbed on top of the other women and parted her legs, lifting her hips just slightly. This time she aimed her holy relic towards Heratias exposed pussy, pressing against it much more gently than she had before. The rod easily parted the lips and passed slowly inside, causing Heratia to let out a long, low moan. Inch by inch it traveled, causing Heratia to shudder every time it rubbed past one of her inner folds. Carinas withdrew herself just as slowly, and then just before she had pulled out completely she pressed herself back in. This change of pace caused a whole new sensation in the sisters body. Heratia was able to feel the rod as it pressed past each bump within her stomach. Each time the tip pressed up against her womb it shot a burst of pleasure throughout her entire body that caused her to arch her back. Slowly Carinas began to pick up the pace while still maintaining the long, full strokes. She saw Heratia react each time she pressed further into her body and began to target the areas that garnered the greatest outcry. Once again she walked her hand towards the other womans chest. But this time she slide her fingers under the cotton top, gropping the flesh beneath with her bare hands. As she lifted the shirt air from the chamber flowed across Heratias breasts, a sensation that almost caused her to climax all on its own. Meanwhile Carinas ran the fingers of her other hand down Heratias abdomen, and then down her pelvis, finally stopping just above the clitoris. With a single finger she brushed it. Heratias eyes shot open and she let out a surprised shriek. Satisfied with this reaction Carinas smiled and continued to tease at her.
As waves of pleasure washed of Heratia from multiple sources she felt as if she was going to lose he mind. Then, with a sudden rush of strength and focus she pushed Carinas off of her and onto her back. Before she could react Heratia had already climbed on top of her, guiding the rod once again into her folds. As she slid all the way down, letting it enter herself fully, she let out a deep sigh.
She looked down lovingly at Carinas; "Sister, you have done so much for me. Now let me do something for you."
She reached forward and grabbed the Sisters cotton top, pulling it up and letting her ample breasts fall out. She hunched over as she began to rock back and forth on the rod and brought her mouth over one of the breasts. While maintaining a rapid thrust with her hips, she let her tongue assail the soft flesh of the sisters nipple. She ran the tip around the areola, and then pushed the nipple inwards. After she used her tongue to flick it side to side and finally she sucked on it as if expecting the milk of a mother to come out. All the while she used her other hand to fondle the remaining breast. Each of her actions caused Carinas let out a soft groan, squirming beneath Heratia as she hungrily attacked her chest.
Heratia stopped for only a moment to speak with a mischievous smile on her lips "It would appear you are quite sensitive Sister".
With a final lick Heratia removed herself from the sisters breasts. She leaned back, allowing the rod to press itself even deeper into her stomach, and began to bounce up and down even faster. Sweat dripped from her and Carinas body with the intensity of their actions.
With one hand Heratia balanced herself on top of the other women while she let the other slip inside of her cotton panties. It was incredibly hot and damp within, reminding Heratia of the Jungle worlds she had once fought on. Though Carinas was not clean shaven like her counterpart, her short and well maintained batch of pubic hairs was just what one would expect from a sister. Heratia let her hands work by instinct, slowly rubbing her fingers against her sisters lips and gauging her reaction. She began to rub harder while at the same time speeding up her own pace on the rod. She could feel the heat growing inside of her. In response to the feeling she thrust one of her fingers inside of the sister, then another, and then another still. Her box was tight, likely from years on years of physical exercise, and immediately tightened around her fingers, sucking at them as if wanting to draw them even deeper inside.
By now both sisters were letting out shared moans of ecstasy in response to each others actions. As Heratias fingers assailed Carinas she arched her back, pushing the rod deeper still and pressing it against the womans womb. Heratia threw her head back with a cry and let out a shout: "I can feel the Emperors Will inside me! I can feel his power flowing in!".
In the final grips of ecstasy Heratia used her thumb to stimulate her sisters clitoris, causing Carinas eyes to roll into the back of her head and her mouth to hang open. The heat in her stomach had reached an unbearable magnitude and now felt as intense as a thousand suns. She impaled herself as far as she could onto the rod, letting out a primal scream of lust as she once again climaxed. Her hand plunged deep into Carinas, causing her to climax as well. Both woman lay stock still for a moment, their bodies shaking from the force of their climax. Woman juice and oil seeped out, mixing with sweat and creating a pool around the two lovers.
After a few moments Heratia fell off of Carinas, the force of her orgasm leaving her completely exhausted. The two sisters cradled each other. "Welcome back to the Sisters of Battle" Carinas whispered softly as she kissed the womans head.