The ethereal glow of the heavens dimmed as the assembly scattered, leaving Seraphina sprawled on the cloud platform, her body a testament to divine debauchery. Cum pooled beneath her, seeping from her ravaged pussy and ass, while bruises bloomed like dark halos across her pale skin. Her wings drooped, feathers matted with sweat and seed, and her breaths came in ragged gasps. Ariel loomed over her, his cock still semi-erect, glistening from their shared excesses. He traced a finger along her jaw, tilting her chin up to meet his intense gaze. 'Rest is for the unworthy, my pet. Paradise demands endless devotion.'
With a flick of his wrist, the chains reformed, coiling around her ankles and wrists to drag her upright. She dangled mid-air, limbs splayed in a starfish pose, fully exposed to the lingering eyes of a few straggling angels who hadn't yet departed. Ariel summoned a throne of swirling mist, seating himself regally as he beckoned two more figures from the shadows: a pair of twin cherubs, male and female, their youthful forms belying the hunger in their eyes. The male, Raphael, sported a slender yet rigid cock curving upward, while his sister, Michaela, had pert breasts and a shaved pussy already slick with anticipation.
'Witness the private unveiling,' Ariel announced to the remnants of the crowd, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through Seraphina's core. 'She'll serve us intimately now, body and soul.' He pulled her closer, forcing her legs wider until her holes gaped invitingly. Raphael approached first, kneeling to bury his face between her thighs. His tongue lapped greedily at the mingled cum leaking from her pussy, sucking the creamy mess into his mouth before delving deeper, fucking her with long, probing strokes. Seraphina moaned, hips bucking involuntarily as fresh sparks ignited in her overworked nerves.
Michaela climbed onto the throne beside Ariel, her hand wrapping around his thickening shaft to stroke it firmly. 'Let me prepare you for her,' she purred, leaning down to suck his cock into her mouth. Her lips stretched around his girth, cheeks hollowing as she bobbed, tongue swirling over the veins. Ariel groaned, threading fingers through her hair to guide her deeper, but his eyes never left Seraphina. 'Raphael, make her beg.' The cherub obeyed, teeth grazing her clit before he bit down lightly, drawing a sharp cry. Then he stood, aligning his cock with her ass—still loose from earlier poundings—and thrust in without warning, the sudden fullness making her arch.
Seraphina's body rocked on the chains as Raphael fucked her ass with quick, shallow pumps, his hands gripping her hips to pull her back onto him. 'Tight even after all that use,' he grunted, slapping her cheek hard enough to leave a red print. Ariel rose then, pushing Michaela aside to claim Seraphina's mouth. He rammed his cock past her lips, fucking her throat in sync with Raphael's rhythm, the dual invasions turning her into a suspended fuckdoll. Drool cascaded from her chin, mixing with the tears tracking down her face, but her pussy clenched emptily, aching for more.
The watching angels murmured approval, a few stroking themselves openly—cocks fisting in hands, fingers plunging into wet slits—as the scene unfolded. Michaela joined in, sliding beneath Seraphina's dangling form to latch onto her swinging tits. She sucked one nipple hard, teeth nipping until it hardened to a peak, then switched to the other, all while her free hand rubbed Seraphina's clit in tight circles. 'Cum for us, fallen one,' she whispered, breath hot against skin. The overload hit Seraphina like lightning; her orgasm ripped through her, pussy squirting arcs of fluid that splashed onto Michaela's face and breasts.
Ariel pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting them. 'Not yet sated.' He nodded to Raphael, who withdrew from her ass, his cock shiny with remnants. The cherub moved to her front, shoving into her spasming pussy while Ariel took his place behind, slamming back into her ass. The double penetration stretched her anew, the burn mingling with pleasure as they alternated thrusts—one in, one out—creating a seesaw of friction that had her screaming. Michaela climbed higher, straddling Seraphina's face and grinding her pussy down, smothering her cries with folds. 'Eat me out while they wreck you.' Seraphina's tongue thrust upward, lapping at Michaela's entrance, sucking her clit as juices flooded her mouth.
The throne became their stage, Ariel's hands roaming to choke Seraphina's throat lightly, heightening her dizziness. Raphael pinched her inner thighs, leaving marks, while Michaela rode her face faster, thighs clamping her head. The audience edged closer, one bold angel—a winged female with golden hair—reaching out to finger Seraphina's stuffed holes around the cocks, adding extra pressure. 'Feel how she milks them,' the intruder cooed, her digits slick with the overflow.
Climaxes built like thunder. Michaela came first, bucking wildly as she squirted into Seraphina's open mouth, the excess dripping down her neck. 'Swallow every drop, slut!' Raphael followed, burying deep in her pussy and unloading ropes of cum that filled her to bursting, leaking out with each withdrawal. Ariel lasted longest, his thrusts turning erratic as he growled, flooding her ass with hot seed until it bubbled free. They pulled out together, leaving her holes twitching and empty, cum cascading down her legs in thick streams.
But Ariel wasn't done. He rebound her chains to lower her onto all fours on the platform, ass high and face pressed to the mist. 'Now, the true test of submission.' He summoned a spectral whip from the ether, its lashes glowing with faint light. The first crack landed across her back, drawing a welt and a yelp. 'Count them, pet. Thank me for each.' 'One... thank you,' she gasped, the pain sharpening her arousal. Raphael and Michaela took positions at her head and rear; Raphael fed her his softening cock to suck clean, while Michaela donned a strap-on of solidified light, thick and ridged, and drove it into Seraphina's pussy.
The whip sang through the air—two, three, four—each strike on her ass, thighs, even grazing her wings, making her jolt forward onto Raphael's shaft. 'Five... thank you, Master.' The audience chanted the numbers with her, their excitement palpable. By the tenth lash, her skin was a lattice of red lines, pussy clenching around the strap-on as Michaela fucked her mercilessly, the ridges scraping her walls. Ariel paused to kneel and shove his cock into her mouth alongside Raphael's, stretching her jaws wide for a double blowjob. 'Suck us both, whore.' She struggled, tongue working frantically between them, tasting their mingled flavors.
Michaela's thrusts grew wilder, her hands spanking Seraphina's whipped ass, reigniting the stings. The golden-haired angel from before inserted herself, lying beneath to lick at Seraphina's clit and the base of the strap-on, tongue flicking up to tease Michaela's folds too. The added sensation pushed Seraphina over the edge again, her body shuddering as she came, muffled moans vibrating around the cocks in her mouth. Ariel and Raphael erupted simultaneously, painting her tongue and throat with fresh cum, forcing her to gulp it down or choke.
As the whip reached twenty, Ariel discarded it, signaling the end. He flipped Seraphina onto her back, spreading her legs wide for all to see the damage—pussy swollen and red, ass leaking steadily. The twins and the intruder took turns now: Raphael fucking her mouth, Michaela grinding her strap-on against her thigh while fingering her, and the golden angel sucking her tits raw. Ariel watched, stroking himself back to hardness, before joining to claim her pussy once more, pounding with renewed vigor.
The final orgy blurred into a haze of bodies—cocks sliding into every opening, tongues and fingers everywhere, the air filled with slaps, slurps, and cries. Seraphina lost count of her orgasms, each one wringing her dry until she was a quivering mess. When they finally stilled, cum coating her from head to toe, Ariel pulled her into his lap, wings enveloping them both. 'You've pleased the divine,' he murmured, but his eyes gleamed with promise. 'Tomorrow, the archangels await.' The remaining watchers faded away, leaving whispers of future spectacles in the wind.