'Oh yeah, baby, talk dirty to me' Eva thought as Ronan began barking at her in Spanish about Satan. She shook her head 'no' rapidly, disagreeing with his claims. She wasn't possessed! Not by the devil anyway... Underneath all that was a deeply satisfied mental smirk. When Zap was pushed forward and commanded to pray, she let her head drop forward, outwardly doing as she was told, and silently hoping for - YES! He was spanking her... Holographic clothing and the real pieces both were being shed. The surge of hormones and a pleasure-pain high surfed through her, and she leaned back into Mars' swats. "¡Si padre!" Eva cried out, then shuddered with surprise and a heated, delicious semi-orgasmic sensation as Ronan's mouth touched where he'd been abusing her.
Zap's whole body tensed as he moved to kiss and lick her very exposed and vulnerable parts. Almost instantly, a violent orgasm tore through her, toes to the tips of her further-frazzled hair. Electricity shot out from her, probably giving Mars the taste of a 9 volt battery, and then she heard him murmur over and over again... "I must resist..." His hands were on her body, pulling her hips toward him. There was no warning, and she cried out as lightning struck above and artificial thunder rang through the cathedral. She was suddenly (and gladly) being jostled and slammed, hair pulled taut within Ronan's clenched fingers. Eva was at a loss for words, she simply let out a moan that was part laughter and partly a manic cry of pain. He went harder... and harder... she was racked with another orgasm and she clenched around him, unsure how he hadn't finished ten times over.
"Save me..." she hissed. "Fill me with the Spirit..." Her wits briefly returning between magnificent highs, she reached between her legs and grasped Ronan's balls, sending a demonic jolt through her hand and into his body. See if he'd treat her nipples that way again...