The High Priestess cries out in pain as your tentacles tighten further, her body arching helplessly against yours. Tears stream down her face as she struggles to breathe through the pressure on her chest. "I-I'm sorry!" she wails. "Please... I submit! I'll do anything you want!"

The other priestesses shift uncomfortably, some of them looking away from the scene before them.

The High Priestess screams even louder, her voice hoarse from the pain. Tears of agony stream down her face as she feels her skin begin to stretch and tear under the pressure of your tentacles. "Please," she gasps between sobs, "please let me go... I'll serve you faithfully... I'll make sure that all these women do too!"

The other priestesses watch in horror, some of them shaking their heads or whispering amongst themselves about the brutality of your punishment.

Your tentacles wrap around the high priestess, gently yet firmly pinning her to the throne. You lower yourself onto her, penetrating her with your thick, scaly member. She moans softly as you begin to thrust inside her, her body trembling with pleasure and discomfort. Despite her age and fragility, she seems to be enjoying the sensation of being claimed by a tentacle demon god.

As you continue to take her, your mind drifts back to the all-female cult that worships you.

You wonder how they would react if they knew their beloved high priestess was being taken by force. Would they try to stop you? Or would they see it as a test of loyalty, proving that even the most sacred among them were not exempt from your will? The thought excites you further, driving you deeper inside the high priestess.

With each thrust, her moans grow louder and more desperate.