Chapter 8 – 3. What on Earth Did You Feed Me! (One)
My steps are heavy. I also had no idea what would happen inside.
‘I’m dying of anxiety.’
I don’t know why, but the number of times Bishop Lisa calls me has increased significantly recently. And none of them were called with good intentions, so what would happen next was clear to both eyes.
It must have piled up again.
To her, her country was merely a tool for processing her sexuality. My job was to run like a dog and fuck him when he was called.
“Bishop Lisa? Can I come in?”
“Yes, please come in.”
Open the door carefully so as not to make any noise at the hinges and enter.
“Bishop Lisa…”
When I looked to see what she was doing, I saw that she was lying on the sofa, smoking her gombang.
What on earth does that mean that he is a pastor? No matter how I looked at it, I was doubtful that it was enough. If you’re a priest, you should at least look like a priest, but that wasn’t enough.
“What are you doing? “Lock the door and come here.”
Only then did she raise her upper body. He put her smoking pot on the table and patted the seat next to her.
Since it was urgent, it meant that you should come quickly and sit down.
Not wanting to get close to her, she sat down next to her, keeping her distance from her. I clearly showed her discomfort, and she clung to me as if she didn’t care.
“By intentionally sitting away from me, are you tempting me to come and eat it yourself?”
“Oh, no.”
“I guess you really hate me? Priest Isaiah.”
Do you know that now? I had such a hard time because of Bishop Lisa, that I still shiver when I remember that day.
“Would you like to sit on my lap first?”
“…”
“Are you ignoring me now? Aha… Should I be punished for this again?”
“Eww…”
Because her intentions were so obvious, I kept quiet and said nothing, but soon I had to sit on her lap, groaning due to her threats.
Bishop Lisa frowned and sat on my lap, raising one corner of her mouth as if she was very satisfied. Perhaps because of my short height of around 150 cm, I looked shorter even when I was sitting on her lap.
Eventually, her hot breath tickled her skin as if she had been waiting. It felt like I was becoming hazy mixed with the scent of tobacco.
“Our priest has really beautiful skin. “You probably know why I called you, right?”
Her hands secretly digging into my skin. With one hand, he stroked her back and with the other he stroked between her thighs, moving like a tentacle.
With the sole intention of protecting the last bastion, I blocked the area with both hands to prevent her hand from entering between the crotch.
Of course, I don’t think that Bishop Lisa will meekly step down just because of this. Because he will definitely get rid of this hand and get what he wants.
Nevertheless, holding on until the end was a kind of mental preparation I needed. It was obvious that if I suddenly touched my dick, I would start panting and deteriorate within a short period of time.
So, this was a struggle to remain human at least a little bit so that that wouldn’t happen.
“Clean it up. “I don’t want to force it either.”
She strokes her stomach with her hand as it penetrates her more and more, blocking her local area. I closed her eyes briefly and shook her head.
“Then I guess I’ll have to let you open it on your own. Haum… !”
Her long tongue runs down her neckline and licks her collarbone. They say a man’s collarbone is a woman’s breasts? Strangely enough, the women here were obsessed with my neck. There is no erogenous zone in that area. Even though it may look sexy because it’s a point of shame, I couldn’t understand why they were so obsessed with it.
“Lord, Bishop… It tickles.”
Since both hands are tied, you are helpless.
She grits her teeth and tries to hold on, but her head floats and her hands slowly lose strength. Were you always this sensitive? All I could do was suck my neck, but my whole body started to tremble as if something was scratching me deep inside.
“Sweet! Tsk… ! “Sweet!”
“Huh… ! Crane… !”
What was the corruption level… ? Was it 14? ? If you have become this sensitive to even the slightest stimulus, it would be true.
Why did I forget… I’m different from ordinary people. Now my whole body was an erogenous zone. Even if the wind passes by, it stings, but if you touch me with the intention of violating me, there is nothing I can do.
There was no point in resisting from the beginning.
Seueuuk-
Her fingers dig into the back and travel up the back line. An exhilarating sensation that tickles the brain directly. I trembled, and my back bounced slightly.
“Ha… Do you feel like you want to do something?”
“Lord, Bishop…”
Her hand that was blocking her important area loosened and dropped it into the air. She hugged me, took off her wimple and stroked her head.
Why… I feel like I’ve lost something important as a person. The male dog panting and looking up at its owner was clearly in heat.
“Can I touch it now?”
“Oh, I can’t…” .”
Tak-tak-tak-tak-
“Huh!”
Lisa Bishop invades between his thighs without mercy, grabs his cock and begins to reciprocate up and down. A thrilling sensation rose up his cock and touched his peripheral nerves.
“It seems like my body is becoming more and more sensitive. I guess you like my teaching assistant so far.”
He laughs and pushes me further. Since there was no way for her to know that it was a shame for her corruption, she thought that my acting out like this was an achievement of her own training.
“Now, your dick…” ! Too… !”
I feel like I’m going crazy. Is it because it attacked me multiple times? She knew very well where the sensitive areas were.
Creak- Creak- Creak- Creak- Creak-
It was the moment when I was about to put my hand on my dick, wishing I could cum even if it was all accumulated inside. She stopped me from masturbating by holding my hand. It was obvious that she was doing that because she wanted to see more pain.
Shit… Now, when I try to go, I change the route and am I fiddling with my glans,
If this continues, won’t something really happen to your hair? I felt like I was going crazy.
“Ah… How can you be so cute even when you cry? Do you want to beat up the priest and become my slave? You live your whole life by receiving holy water from my body. Then you must be happy, right? Yes?”
He pulled me closer, put his mouth to my ear, and whispered softly. It was already hard, but when you aroused me by using dirty language, my dick started twitching, and I felt like semen was going to burst out at any moment.
“Bishop… I am a priest… That can never be…”
I say this, but I guess I was a male that couldn’t help it. When I got even more horny, I was sticking out my dick to be touched more.
In the first place, there is no way I could defeat a woman stronger than me with such a weak body.
And what did he say… Slave? Even if it was just for a moment, I pictured a future in my mind where I would be her slave. A thrilling future where you wake up early in the morning, get into bed, and greet the day by licking your pussy.
Just imagining it made semen spurt out of my cock.
Byulreut- pon- bureurt-
“Oh… “You’ve already cummed.”
“Hey… Haha…”
Thin semen splattered onto her hand. Perhaps because I was pumped all day yesterday, a stream of insignificant semen, comparable to pre-cum, came out.
As I lifted my back and trembled, feeling the lingering sensation, Bishop Lisa looked down at me with a strange gaze. He was glaring at every corner as if he was amused by every flinching reaction.
‘It’s the devil.’
The horse was a bishop, but that was a devil disguised as a human being. How can people who learn the same god’s teachings do this? This was impossible without a fallen devil.
I wish I could just lie limp on her lap, staring at the ceiling. She bent down and took something out of her drawer.
“Priest Isaiah… “Ah, open your mouth.”
“… Nun? Woo-boo!”
A pink liquid flowing from the vial into the throat her. It came into my mouth so suddenly that I couldn’t even think about spitting it out and just passed it to the back of my throat.
“Wow! Cough! Cough!”
‘What… ‘What on earth did you feed me?’
I saw it on the way into my mouth. Bishop Lisa’s evil smile. They wouldn’t have given him normal medicine. All kinds of disturbing thoughts passed through my mind.
“Cough! Lord, Bishop, what on earth are you doing to me? .”
“Are you okay. You had a hard time extracting holy water today. “This is a potion that fills your divine power.”
It fills you with divine power? They told me not to worry, but I saw it with my own two eyes. It was definitely not a potion that filled divine power. Just by looking at it, it was a dangerous color, so you had to fool the person you were trying to deceive.
I continued speaking, still unable to hide my embarrassment.
“Bishop… Do not lie. “It was definitely a different potion.”
“So?”
“Yes?”
“So what? Can you rebel against me just because I fed you something strange? I heard you enjoy it, but if you’re curious, guess what kind of potion it is. “I will answer you.”
Crazy bitch. He just left and has now become shameless. I never thought they would even give me medicine. Even if you cross the line, you have gone too far.
“…”
“See. You have nothing to say. Well then, I’ve seen everything now. Let’s go out.”
“Yes?”
“Didn’t you hear? Please get out. Oh, and my door is always open… If you feel like you can’t stand it at night… Come see me. Did you know? Priest Isaiah.”
