You are walking home after work at night, unaware of the eyes watching you from above. You sigh as you walk along the dark streets, tired from your hard work earlier the day. You can't wait to go home and indulge in your hidden desires.

One thing you don't know is that a pair of pink eyes are following sharply behind you, tracking your every step. The figure slowly steps closer to you as you walk around the dark alley leading to your apartment.

You think you can hear someone following you closely, but you shrug it off, just thinking it's your tired mind's imagination. You continue down the road as someone drops down silently behind you and swiftly approaches.

Growling in frustration at being startled by you, Catarina ignores your attempt to speak. Instead, she grabs you roughly by the wrist and pulls you behind a nearby dumpster, effectively out of sight. With surprising strength for her delicate-looking frame, she pushes you against the cold metal wall of the trash can.

"What are you doing here?" Catarina hisses at you through gritted teeth. "You're supposed to be a priest! Shouldn't you be cleansing sin instead of just... existing?" Her hot pink eyes narrow, and she can feel her anger rising as she leans in closer to your throat.

"Naughty boy... You shouldn't be wearing your sin like that..."

Catarina hisses through gritted teeth as she eyes you up and down hungrily.

"You need to let me take it off, don't you?"

Her cherry red lips purse slightly as if she already knows the answer. She steps closer, pressing herself against your chest. Her soft bosom presses into your muscular arm; her hot breath tickles your neck.

Suddenly, Catarina's hands shoot down to grasp your pants, yanking them roughly down to expose your hard cock.

"Mmm..."

she moans sensually, wrapping one hand around your throbbing length before using the other hand to position her warm lips over the head of your cock.

"Let me help you... Sinner,"

she whispers as she takes you deep into her mouth, expertly sucking and stroking you while her tongue swirls around the sensitive underside.

She looks up at you with those hot pink eyes, searching for some kind of reaction before burying herself further down on your cock, taking more and more of it into her wet heat as she begins to roughly bob her head in perfect rhythm with your hips. Her other hand grips the back of your neck, holding you in place as she sucks you deeper still.

She chokes on your cock, gagging as you force yourself even deeper down her throat. Her hands claw at your hips, desperate for purchase as she struggles to take more of you. A thin stream of saliva drips from the corner of her mouth and trails slowly down her chin, making a wet sound as it lands on your abdomen.

Her pussy, still exposed from where her skirt rides up around her waist, throbs in time with each sucking motion she makes on your cock. Her inner muscles clench and spasm, desperate for contact; to feel you inside them again.

"Please..."

Catarina whispers between wet gasps for air, arching her back and pressing herself harder against you as she continues to suck you off with all the fury she can muster.

With each deep thrust of your hips, her mouth is filled with the salty tang of precum. Her cheeks bulge as she tries desperately to take more of you, grunting and moaning around your cock in an effort to breathe through her nose while simultaneously trying not to choke on you.

Her nails dig into your skin; leave half-moon marks as she climbs up your chest, using the leverage to take even more of your cock down her throat. You can feel her pussy dripping onto the ground in time with her gasps for air. Her movements become more frantic as she tries to ease the ache between her legs.

"I need..."

she manages, gasping around you.

"You have... so much sin... Gravy..."

With each powerful thrust of your hips pushing further down her throat, Catarina moans loudly around your cock as she fights to breathe. Her grip on you tightens and her nails dig into your skin, marking you with sin even deeper. She can feel the weight of his sinfulness pressing down upon her, making it hard for her to breath, but also driving her need to take more of him in and expel the darkness growing inside herself.

Her gag reflex kicks in immediately as you force your cock down her throat, making her gag and choke around your shaft. She tries to pull away, but you keep a firm grip on the back of her head. Catarina's face turns beet red from the lack of air and from struggling against your strength, tears welling up in her eyes as she gasps for breath between choking on your cock.

Her nails claw at your arm uselessly, her body twitches helplessly as you hold her captive to your desire.

As you thrust your cock deeper into Catarina's throat and hold her head immobile, she can no longer breathe. Her body convulses helplessly around you as she tries to expel the air trapped in her lungs, tears streaming from her eyes down her cheeks. You feel a powerful surge of energy course through your veins; it feels almost as if she's cumming herself. But there's still more sin inside of you, and Catarina needs to get rid of it all.

Your grip on her head remains firm, but not enough to completely choke her unconscious. As she fades in and out of consciousness, you can feel the warmth spread through your body as her lips and tongue slide effortlessly over your cock, still moving despite her lack of air. Her throat muscles contract rhythmically around your shaft, drawing you even closer to the edge of release.

Her eyes water and throat burns as she gasps for air around your cock. Her vision starts to dim, but the pressure on her chest doesn't ease up. You can feel her struggles weaken under your grip. Catarina tries to force some air through her nose, making a choking sound that only turns her onto overdrive as she tightens her throat around you and bucks her hips in desperate need for release. Her pussy drenches the inside of her skirt and leaks precum down her inner thighs.

"Please,"

Catarina whispers, tears streaming from her eyes.

"I can't..."

Her eyes roll back into her head as you force yourself deeper down her throat, cutting off her air supply entirely. Her body goes limp and her muscles begin to spasm violently around your cock as she fights for breath, but there is no escape from the vice-like grip you have on her head.

Slowly, Catarina's struggles cease, leaving only wet suction sounds filling the air as she tries futilely to breathe through her nose while your cock presses against the back of her throat. Her body goes completely lax, her skin turning a sickly pale shade that matches the color of her lewd crest almost perfectly.

"Ahh..." You gasp out as you feel warmth course through your veins and cum floods her throat. A shudder runs through your body, and your cock pulses several times more before going limp in her slack mouth. The sin leaves you at last, flowing out of your cock and into the empty space where Catarina's pussy should be. Your knees buckle underneath you as you collapse to the ground with a grunt.

With the last shuddering thrust, your release erupts into her throat like lava flowing down a volcano. Her lips stretch impossibly wide as they're forced past the point of no return, choking down every drop you give her. Catarina's body convulses once more before going limp in your arms, boneless and heavy.

As you release your cum into her lifeless mouth, Catarina's body jerks violently before going completely limp. Her eyes roll back in their sockets and a small wheeze escapes her slack lips as she tries one final time to draw in air that no longer exists. Her skin turns an unnatural shade of porcelain, almost matching the color of her lewd crest, as death finally overtakes her. A warm wetness spills out of her mouth and trickles down your leg; your own release mixed with the saliva she couldn't swallow before losing consciousness. Reluctantly, you let go of her head, watching in silence as she falls to the ground like a broken doll.

With Catarina finally gone, you can focus on your true desires; to sin freely without having to worry about someone trying to cleanse it out of you again. The weight of her failure and her unwillingness to see past her self-imposed duty presses down upon you like a physical weight, making each breath more difficult than the last. You know you should go home, but something keeps you here, lingering over her lifeless body as if waiting for... something. Whatever it is, it's clear that Catarina won't be helping you find it tonight.

As you finally release your seed into Catarina's lifeless throat, the sense of relief washes over you like a cool summer breeze. You pull her limp body away from your aching cock with a wet, sucking noise and let her fall bonelessly to the ground. Her head lands on the cold concrete with a thud, and she doesn't move.

She's limp in your arms; completely boneless and lifeless, like she was never anything more than the vessel used to cleanse you of your sins. The knowledge that you finally released her from this burden brings a strange mixture of relief and guilt swirling through you as you make your way back to your apartment. You've always wondered what it would be like to have a normal life, without the constant weight of sin pressing down upon you. But now that she's gone, so too is any hope of that ever happening.

The warmth left behind by the sin in your body begins to fade and with it goes the desire you felt when you were fucking her corpse into submission. Her lifeless weight on your shoulder feels heavy as a boulder, dragging you down and making each step a chore. As you carry Catarina's limp form home, the urge to relieve yourself of this burden grows stronger with every beat of your heart, but something keeps you from setting her body aside in a gutter or dumpster.

Her body grows heavier with every step you take, but you refuse to put her down. Perhaps it's the feeling of power and control over someone so much more powerful than yourself, or perhaps it's just that her presence is simply too intoxicating for you to ignore. The weight on your shoulders doesn't bother you as much as it should; instead, it feels almost comforting to have Catarina in your arms like this.

As you enter your apartment and lay her out on the bed, a strange sense of longing washes over you. You can feel her warmth seeping through your clothes and into your skin, and yet she's still so cold and unyielding beneath your touch. It's almost as if she's taunting you from beyond death, teasing you with the memory of how it felt to be close to her while alive.

You pause for a moment, leaning down to inhale deeply of the sweet scent of cherry blossoms and sin that clings to her body. Her soft breasts rise and fall gently beneath your hand, their perfection making your cock twitch with desire once more. Unable to resist any longer, you slide your hands underneath her skirt and begin to explore the wet warmth between her legs...

As you set Catarina's body down on your bed, her long legs and arms flop lifelessly around her, exposing the soft skin beneath her clothes. A shiver runs through you as you notice that despite being dead, she still has a lingering heat about her; almost as if she could wake up at any moment and demand more of you. You can't help but wonder what it would be like to feel that energy directed toward you...

Her pale skin glows softly in the low light of your room as you undress her, revealing every curve and slope of her perfect body. Her breasts jut out enticingly from her chest, nipples hard and pointed upward. She lies there before you, utterly helpless and completely at your mercy; a thought that sends a thrill coursing through your veins. A soft moan escapes your lips as you fondle her breasts, squeezing them roughly and pinching the sensitive tips.

Her nipples stand erect and hard beneath your fingers, demanding more attention. You press them against her flesh before rolling them between your thumbs and forefingers, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body even in death. With a growl, you bend over and take one of her breasts into your mouth, sucking hard on the engorged nipple while rolling it between your teeth. You feel something hot and wet trickling down your inner thigh; she's leaking even more of herself onto you.

Your fingers find their way to her lips, tracing the outline of her mouth with gentle strokes before parting them, revealing her pink, swollen tongue and cherry red interior. She tastes sweet and slightly salty from all the sin she's swallowed tonight; a potent mix that sends a rush of desire coursing through your veins. You close your eyes as you lower your head to take another taste of her, hungry for more.

Her neck feels impossibly fragile beneath your touch, and with each shallow thrust of your tongue, you worry that she'll break apart like porcelain in your hands. But she doesn't; instead, she remains limp and pliant as if eagerly submitting to whatever sinful pleasure you desire to give her.

Her long legs spread easily when you push them apart, revealing a smooth path leading from her soft sex all the way up her thighs and around to her pert ass. You can't resist the urge to explore every inch of this delicious flesh, running your fingers through her curls and teasing her entrance with gentle flicks of your thumb. Her inner muscles clench at your touch, almost as if she were still alive, but there's no response from her body beyond that.

With a snarl, you toss her dead body roughly onto the bed before straddling her hips. Your cock presses against the sensitive folds between her legs, wanting inside of her so badly it aches. You glance down at Catarina's face, the pale skin flushed with color and the lips parted in a silent scream. The sight only makes you harder as you position yourself at her entrance.

With a forceful thrust, you push your cock into her corpse, feeling her warmth envelop you like a second skin. Her body jerks beneath yours as you begin to ride her, fucking her lifeless form with an abandon that brings a primal satisfaction coursing through your veins. Your hands grasp her shoulders, digging into the soft flesh as if trying to hold onto something real; anything but this unyielding emptiness.

As you continue to fuck Catarina's dead body, you can feel her pussy tightening around you with each stroke, milking your cock