Nidia, under the watchful gaze of the ancient statues, is guided to the altar. Her heart races as she feels the cold marble against her bare skin. The high priestess looms, her eyes filled with an intensity that makes Nidia's core clench. The woman's hands, adorned with heavy rings, trace Nidia's body, igniting trails of fire. A large, rigid cock, slick with sacred oils, is brought to Nidia's face. She inhales its musky scent, her lips parting as the priestess's voice commands, "Worship, child. Cleanse it with your tongue, your mouth, your cunt. Let the divine energy course through you." Nidia's initiation into the secret order begins, her body shuddering as she takes the first, tentative lick, her innocence slowly unraveling.