Virgin Sacrifice

The air is thick with tension as the young woman stands before the high priestess, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. The high priestess, draped in a robe as black as night, her eyes burning with an intense, almost feral hunger, begins to chant in a language long forgotten. The young woman's body responds to the primal rhythm, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as the high priestess reaches out, her long, slender fingers tracing a path down the young woman's body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

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