Simon had his hands raised in prayer not that he was sending any prayers out in the world, he did not have 'faith' in the 'higher' power that the celestial power kept worshipping. Sure, they existed, everyone knew that. But they were not omniscient or omnipotent and did not know what was right or wrong, the 'Great Collapse' was proof of that. He was sure that the angels felt the same, it was made for humans who did not know what they were doing in life and took comfort in a 'greater' power deciding their fate for them and other humans who took advantage of such people.
Sadly for the next five months, he had to act the part, as it was either this or a two-year prison sentence and there was no way he was going into prison, he was too tasty a commodity for it not to go sideways. Not that this was much better but at least he kept much of his autonomy and the angels themselves were very nice. He simply could not leave the city and be part of the daily 'holy sermons' as a 'provider'. There was some community service in there as well but those were extremely few and far in between, most who served never experienced one. Monster girls were simply too efficient.
'Copper for your thoughts?...'
The soft melodic voice directly in his head brought him out of his reverie and he looked down at the angel inches away from his exposed crotch. She was kneeling in front of the 'service' chair that was specially designed to keep Simon's legs apart and his hips jutting out for maximum access, like every 'provider' he was not allowed to wear anything beneath his robes and during the 3-hour long speech about the 'joys' of worship and the 'spiritual benefit' of following the celestial order any angel may freely partake in his 'sacrifice'.
The Seraphim that acted as his 'prison guard' looked up at him with all the love a mother would give a distressed child.
'Nothing Maria. I was just lost in thought.'
'I should chide you for not focusing on the 'glory of heaven' but belief comes in many forms. You do not need to believe in us, simply believe in what you know deep in your heart to be good and this angel will be happy.'
Simon could not hide the small smirk that formed on his lips.
'Is that not blasphemous?'
'It is humans that try to make us more than what we are. We are not an omnipotent force made to keep the world running in accordance with some sort of 'divine order'. We exist simply to help the humans who summoned us, not live their life for them.'
Simon and folk like him had some preconceived notions about angels, but over the last month, he had realized one thing. Angels were beings that were wholly good with no hidden agenda or evil. Every atrocity they ever committed in history in the name of the 'Holy Lords' were because of their subservient nature as monster girls. Like every other monster girl, probably even more so, even if they had their misgivings they would follow their tamer's command without question.
'What about souls going to heaven?'
'Any soul that made a bond with an angel will go to the celestial plane. It is not some 'paradise' simply another plane of existence.'
'You sound like a skeptic, you know that right?'
'No. I am simply giving you facts, it is not our duty to tell you what you want to hear, We do not want to lead humanity. We are simply tools for you to use and if you wish to be kind to us, give us your love.'
In saying that her eyes locked on to his exposed member. If it was two months ago, they would be having this conversation while her face was buried in his crotch. But with his new sensitivity, he acted like most humans and got lost in pleasure. At least, unlike them, he was not so tapped after half a dozen orgasms that he have to be carried to the healing ward.
He looked at the beautiful angel that took care of him over the last month, it was because of her that nobody else had yet to find out that he was a 'greater' being. She was the reason he could still be a tamer while under arrest. And even now when it was clear she could feed on him at her leisure she waited for permission. Simon was very close to making a full party of angels based purely on her behavior, but that meant being attached to celestial order which he truly could not stomach.
You are reading story Taming monster girls at novel35.com
Playfully he thought out.
'You know you can feed on me at any time.'
'No. That will be a breach of the trust you have given me. I promised I shall always ask before I feed and I shall do so till I am no longer your jailor.'
Even though her voice was melodic, her conviction was firm though her tone turned sad at the end.
Angels loved compliments and Maria was no different so he playfully thought out.
'Thank you, for showing so much trust in an infernal.'
Her tone once again took that motherly edge even though he could feel the happiness wafting off her.
'It matters not what is the origin of your power, simply what you do with it. Even if you cannot 'feel' like most others, you have not used your powers maliciously, I have seen many 'holy men' that would make you a saint by comparison. Remember that.'
Simon turned his head to his side in embarrassment.
'Just feed already!'
Maria gave him a knowing smile before she licked the tip of his cock before she swallowed it whole in a single gulp.
'OH! FUCK!'
Maria might be an angel but she fucked like a demon.
You can find story with these keywords: Taming monster girls, Read Taming monster girls, Taming monster girls novel, Taming monster girls book, Taming monster girls story, Taming monster girls full, Taming monster girls Latest Chapter