With that, Damocles left the mystery of the voice to the future, gripping the goddess' head with both hands now. He picked up the pace, each thrust slamming deep down into her throat, choking her over and over as she struggled to breathe. Forcing her jaw open, painfully wide, to accommodate him.<br/><br/>This was where she belonged, the ruler of Sanctuary, choking upon the cock of a human paladin, learning humility through service.<br/><br/>"Worship it, bitch," he growled.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolls: 2, 19</div></div>