King Arthur and the Grimoire of Lust - 9

Back at the monastery on the Isle of Avalon, the forbidden chamber had become the place where the monks worshiped Lilith, their goddess in secret, from the outside no one would have realized that the house of god had been taken over by the demonic queen of lust. The mysterious monk who had met King Arthur earlier was kneeling in front of Lilith. "Mistress, I've delivered the Grimoire into the hands of King Arthur as you've instructed." The monk uncovered his hood reveling himself to be non other than Nennius, his appearance not one day older than the day Lilith took him. "You have pleased me slave, you may present your offering to me." Nennius was ecstatic just by been given the permission to worship his goddess. He removed his robe and started stroking his already throbbing cock for her.

Over the years the monks have built a symbiotic relationship with Lilith. The demonic pack they formed with Lilith allowed them to stay youthful and in return they'd serve her and do her bidding. Lilith also gave them the ability to replenish their essence by slowly absorbing the life force from the living environment through their meditation. Each month the monks would take turns to give part of their essence to Lilith as their offering to her in a worship ritual. This constant supply of essence was needed to sustain her presence in the human realm and the process of giving up their essence to Lilith was so addictive that it became the thing the monks lived for. That was how Lilith kept so many monks loyal to her, ready to serve, obey and die for her.