Chapter 143 – Another World Milf – Saintess Arc (15)
144. Another World MILF – Saintess Arc (15)
It was true that the Saintess’s capture was progressing more and more rhythmically. Here, “capture” didn’t refer to wholesome reasons like absorbing divine power, but rather to extremely personal desires, that is, things to enjoy with Serena.
Well, divine power absorption was already happening whether I wanted it or not… It’s just that the method was so bizarre that it’s a bit hard to talk about.
Unfortunately, the capture speed was extremely slow. Or rather, it wasn’t slow, but stagnant.
For example, it went like this:
After doing a boob job, she would clean up, licking with slow breaths and kissing my clitoris, making Serena’s sensitivity rise again.
If I deliberately stopped and tried to finish, Serena would look noticeably flustered and hesitant. I was trying to use pleasure as a hostage to make her ask me to caress her, but unfortunately, she didn’t go any further.
Instead, she would catch her breath as if trying to cool down her heated body, and try to put on her clothes with a slightly tearful face.
I would internally smile wryly and beg the Saintess to let me do it just one more time. Only then would she say, “O-oh, I can’t help it…” and reluctantly spread her legs again.
I even tried a strategy of not caressing her for a few days to make her anxious, but it was practically impossible due to my dependence and thirst for her fluids. That day, I needlessly held back and almost collapsed again.
It was roughly like this.
A slow development, with the Saintess not being proactive beyond receiving caresses… It wasn’t unexpected.
Perhaps it was because she didn’t know the taste of men, and she seemed satisfied with just a boob job.
If I suddenly rubbed my dick against her clothes and acted like I was horny, she wouldn’t ignore it, but I didn’t want to force it any further.
If Serena, with her intellectual and devout personality, were to fall on her own, the taste would be much more special.
For now, I just needed to faithfully play the role of a butter dog. Although I also get hot in the process… There are always about 80 nuns in the convent who are trying to seduce me, so I can relieve my sexual desire there.
…………………
Afternoon.
Serena was in her office, reading the schedule for the tour and other documents. But as she signed the blank spaces with a long quill pen, she couldn’t concentrate any longer, and eventually, she gently placed it on the desk.
And she blushed slightly.
‘Ugh. Why am I like this lately…? This isn’t good…’
It felt like her body was floating and heating up.
‘Raul…’
No matter how much she wanted to ignore it, she knew deep down. That everything she was feeling now was related to Raul.
Especially when Raul looked at her with expectant, sparkling eyes after the divine power training… Serena’s place would get a little wet, like Pavlov’s dog, as a conditioned reflex.
Her body was honestly anticipating the lewd pleasure that would soon begin.
Even a Saintess, when she sees a man happily sucking her vulva and eating her juices, can’t help but feel dangerous emotions creeping up.
Especially when she received her first gentle kiss on her clitoris, her inner thoughts were truly shocking. The problem was…
‘M-my, my place… Haaah…’
The problem was that Raul’s affectionate services were gradually loosening her guard and encroaching on her.
To put it bluntly, she didn’t dislike these services at all.
Even when she was embarrassed and gushed out her juices, this innocent boy would just be happy that there was more sweet honey. This reassured Serena, and at some point, when she reached her climax, she would just let her juices squirt out as she pleased, freely dirtying Raul’s face.
At first, she felt guilty, but… when she saw Raul’s happy face, she could rationalize it, and above all, the dark pleasure rising from deep within her was addicting her.
Also, even though she was the one doing the perverted things, Raul would instead kiss her clitoris and sincerely thank her. Thanking her for letting him drink her delicious holy water.
When Serena trembled her big butt and came, Raul would always clean up the residue on her vulva, and the last part always included a kiss.
These days, she doesn’t even stop him from kissing her clitoris or say anything passive. Rather, as the cleaning of her vulva neared its end, she would subtly wait, anticipating the soft touch of Raul’s lips on her erect clitoris.
With her cheeks shyly flushed and her eyes closed tightly…
‘Gulp…’
This is dangerous.
It’s too dangerous.
Even if she tried not to think about it, she kept thinking about it.
And in the midst of that, one emotion that she couldn’t hide was gradually taking shape in her mind.
The feeling of ‘subjugation’.
The feeling of wanting to subjugate the boy Raul to herself.
If she didn’t dislike Raul, she didn’t dislike having him between her legs either. It was a sinful thought, but she even felt a strange sense of affection for Raul as he sucked her vulva. At first, she ignored this absurd feeling, but now it had risen to a level she couldn’t ignore.
A cute boy who brought her dizzying pleasure for the first time in her life… He likes whatever she does… Now that it’s come to this, she should be more…
Numerous dark thoughts swirled in her mind.
When her fantasies reached their peak, she was even secretly thinking about taking Raul to the capital and raising him.
-Knock knock
Just as Serena was trying to calm herself down by shaking her flushed face from side to side, she heard a knock on her office door.
“Come in.”
“Excuse me, Saintess.”
“Ah, Ivan.”
Ivan, who had shared his heart with her for a long time, seeing him seemed to calm her complex mind a little.
“You have a lot of matters to handle. And… you seem a bit tired lately.”
“Tired… Uh-huh, thank you for your concern. I guess I haven’t been taking care of myself lately. More importantly, what is that?”
“Ah, this is…”
Serena, who had regained her composure, was about to say something to Ivan when she noticed that he was holding something in his hand and tilted her head.
Three or four thin, square objects wrapped in pretty packaging.
Ivan seemed a little embarrassed to hand them over, giving a sheepish smile.
“I had to stop by the commercial district of this Langshu during my schedule… and they were selling Mont Blanc there. You seemed a bit tired lately, so I bought a few. Here…”
“Oh my, Mont Blanc? Thank you.”
Serena’s eyes sparkled as she received the Mont Blancs that Ivan had brought.
Mont Blanc was a sweet food similar to modern chocolate, and in the case of the Glyschen Kingdom, there were many different kinds of flavors. It was a bit expensive for commoners, and most of them were snacks for nobles or the upper class.
There are hardly any women who dislike sweets.
“The commercial district… Was that on the schedule? Hehe.”
“I-it was.”
It was obvious that he had bought them as a personal gift, but Serena chuckled and didn’t press him any further. As she was thinking that she should give him a gift later, she suddenly lowered her head slightly.
A mixture of gratitude and guilt made her unable to look at Ivan with confidence.
Someone was worried about her and gave her sweets to cheer her up, while she was making a boy blessed by the goddess lick her vulva. And the reason she looked a bit haggard lately was because she had been panting from this dark pleasure in the morning.
It wasn’t that she was making him crawl between her legs instead of giving it to him in a bottle because Raul seemed tired or because the effects were different, but…
In reality…
‘L-let’s stop thinking about it, Serena. It can’t be helped until the curse is lifted. That’s why…’
Given the situation, it couldn’t be helped.
The Saintess put her guilt aside and brought up what she had been meaning to say to Ivan for the past few days.
“This tour will be a bit long.”
“Will you continue to reside in the Tierin Cathedral?”
“Yes, I’ve already sent a message to the capital, so unless I get a reply telling me to come up, I’ll probably stay here for a while. Do you know why?”
“There hasn’t been any external contact, so in my humble opinion, I think it might be related to that boy, Raul. Is he showing interest in the Order?”
“U-um, yes. As I’ve been teaching him about divine power, he seems to be getting more and more interested. Ah, and…”
For a very brief moment, Serena glanced at Ivan, then slowly averted her eyes and continued.
“Most of the schedule is over, so I’d like to have more time to take walks during the day… but I might have to spend more time with that boy. It’s quite difficult to fix the broken energy inside…”
“…I see. I understand what you mean. That child must be having a hard time too. Please don’t worry about it, Saintess. Share the Mont Blanc with the boy. A-and… i-isn’t there still a lot of time?”
“Time… Yes, there is. Hehe.”
The Saintess could understand what he was talking about right away.
He was a man she had been with for seven long years. There was no need to be impatient now.
‘There’s no need to be impatient… And as Ivan said, there’s plenty of time… There’s plenty of time…’
After a bit more small talk, Ivan gave a light bow and turned to leave the office.
“Haa…”
Looking at the three or four Mont Blancs piled on her desk, Serena sighed with guilt and naturally lowered her head. She couldn’t lift her head for a while, but then she suddenly looked down at the space under the desk where she was sitting.
The empty space under the desk where a person could fit.
“………………Ugh!”
At the sudden thought, the Saintess fidgeted and gathered her legs even more tightly. No matter how she thought about it, she wasn’t normal either.
‘But, but it’s just the two of us, so it doesn’t matter. The place doesn’t matter…’
The Saintess slowly turned her head and looked up at the sunlight coming in through the narrow window, and her cheeks began to flush again, just like before Ivan had come in.
“The sun hasn’t set yet…”
She murmured in a small voice.
………………
Recently, there’s one thing I’ve been doing to the Saintess.
It’s to act spoiled and make her uncomfortable even during training. It might seem like an impolite act, slightly different from the desire for subjugation, but it was also an act for the sake of that ‘politeness’.
If I act spoiled to the point of making the Saintess uncomfortable, she will inevitably stop me with a pleading tone… and if she stops me, I will listen to her without making it more difficult.
As that process continued to repeat, one change occurred:
Serena herself was becoming aware that she could hold my reins as much as she wanted.
Like training a pet dog.
That’s not to say that she would actually treat me like an animal and do harsh things, but it’s very important to make her feel like she has control.
I’ve tried various things, and this was the most effective. It wasn’t just a hit, it was a big hit.
Now, even in the way she looked at me, there was a subtle mix of lust.
However… was it just my imagination that her gaze seemed a bit more dark and decadent than other women? Well, it started with an abnormal love, so it’s not strange.
That’s how Serena started to enjoy this perverted act in her own way.
