Chapter 146 – Isekai Milf – Saintess Arc (18)
147. Isekai MILF – Saintess Arc (18)
When I arrived at the Tierin Cathedral in the morning, a priest who had been waiting by a corridor pillar approached me and told me to go to the Saintess’s bedroom instead of the office.
A bedroom, huh.
Serena often worked comfortably in her bedroom when she didn’t have anything urgent to do. It might sound a bit lewd, but people wouldn’t look at me strangely for being called there, unlike if it were Ivan.
Still, being suddenly called to her bedroom was unexpected. It was, after all, the place where our erotic relationship had begun, so it was a place with some significance.
I knocked on the door and entered the room, where the Saintess greeted me. But in this vast space, a sweet smell, different from perfume, was thickly overflowing. I tilted my head, wondering what it was…
Soon, I didn’t have time to worry about that as a shocking development awaited me.
“…Could you wear this for a moment?”
“Huh?”
I stared blankly at the object the Saintess was holding out on her hand.
A dog collar connected to a long leash.
What is this? Is this really Serena?
Even I couldn’t hide my bizarre expression, and Serena hurriedly stammered, “You might think it’s strange, but it’s not like that,” adding meaningless sentences.
To skip the divine power training and suddenly ask me to wear a dog collar.
Well, I knew that the way the Saintess had been looking at me lately had become a bit sinister and subtly sadistic. I had also felt a slight desire in her tone to hold my leash, but I never imagined I would literally receive a leash as a gift.
Perhaps because of the recent nausea incident, the Saintess had been tending to suppress her reactions a lot. In that sense, I had vaguely guessed that she had called me to her bedroom today to “unleash the reins and enjoy herself for the first time in a while”…
I never expected her to come at me like this.
No, logically speaking, it’s unlikely that Serena has gone berserk, so it’s probably Maribi who ordered this.
-Sss…
Even for me, a novice in handling intangible forces like divine power, I could feel some strange energy gathering in the collar.
“Y-you’re a good boy, so you won’t refuse, right? It’ll only be for a moment… Just to check…”
“I…”
I was about to nod while looking at the collar in front of me, but I stopped for a moment.
No, even if I’m satisfied with the current situation… Is this the right direction? It’s getting further and further away from sleeping with the Saintess.
A dog collar all of a sudden, is she really telling me to become a pet dog? Will I end up having my “needs” managed by a crazed Saintess later? I’m a bit worried.
I don’t like giving up control over the outcome, even if I’m okay with the process. So, I’m fine with “submissive play,” but I don’t like being “submissive.” Even the lewd mother and daughter who were pleasuring me all day would properly obey if I told them to stop, and if my reaction was lukewarm, they wouldn’t force themselves on me but would try to please me with coquettish behavior.
And once the Saintess conquest is over, my body will grow too… I was a man with a long way to go.
Anyway, I had all sorts of thoughts, but in reality, I’ve been acting docile so far, so what am I going to say now? If the Saintess tells me to do it, I have to do it.
The reason I’m not sleeping with the Saintess and am in this situation is because I messed with Maribi.
In the end, I accepted the collar from Serena and quietly put it on.
I loosened the strap for a moment like a belt, put it around my neck, and then adjusted the length through the hole. Soon, the collar was fixed around my neck without being uncomfortable.
Then…
“…Huh?”
A strange energy enveloped my body in an instant.
I soon noticed an unusual change in my body.
Twitch, twitch.
“S-Sir, your ears…”
“Uwaaa…”
Two soft things sprouted above my hair.
I was surprised and touched them, and it didn’t take long to realize that they were animal ears, specifically, perky dog ears.
That wasn’t all.
I felt something unusual when I felt the soft fur brushing against my butt, and without realizing it, I took off my pants to check.
Then.
“G-gulp. That’s…”
Wiggle, wiggle.
A long, slender, and fluffy dog tail peeked out from behind my baggy boxer shorts, revealing itself.
I was dazed by the sudden appearance of dog ears and a tail.
No, what the hell is this…!
W-what kind of perverted goddess created this? Is it Lurien? Or is it Maribi’s idea? No, come to think of it, they’re all in cahoots.
What kind of play do these perverted goddesses want from me?
As I was thinking that and fiddling with my ears and tail, I felt an impulse rising from deep within my body.
“Haa, haa… Saintess, this is… I, I suddenly…!”
A desire to be embraced and loved by the Saintess in front of me was constantly rising within me, and I soon became extremely excited. And as if to prove it, my tail wagged wildly, sending signals.
Just like a real dog.
“Kya! Kyaaa!”
When I instinctively rushed towards her to hug her as much as I wanted, a surprised Serena hurriedly stopped me.
“Stop! S-sit there!”
“Hiss…”
As she said that, my body moved on its own. I soon crouched down on all fours like an animal in front of the Saintess.
“Y-yes. Stay still… Stay still…”
“Uuung… Yes…”
Serena, who was very surprised by my behavior as if I was about to pounce on her, was tightly holding the leash connected to my collar in her hand.
Wiggle, wiggle…
When I couldn’t hug her as I wanted, my tail wagged slowly as if expressing my disappointment, and she looked down at the scene while swallowing hard.
As if realizing that force had been applied, she kept fiddling with the leash she held…
More than that, please do something about my ears and tail… I’m so, so embarrassed I could die.
It felt like I was a high-paying plaything in a hidden brothel deep in the red-light district.
If such a thing existed.
“Haa… Haaa…”
Serena, who was admiring my face, which was a mix of shame, obedience, and strange lust, and my depraved animalistic figure, approached me with a sinister and dangerous expression, like the one she had shown recently.
Honestly, it seemed like Serena hadn’t expected this to happen either, but looking at her face now, it seemed like that didn’t matter anymore.
Serena, who seemed to have something to say, crouched down in front of me to match my eye level. She hesitated for a moment, then began to speak in a strangely soft voice.
“I-I’m going to do something a little different today.”
We were so close that we could almost touch each other.
“Actually, I… I didn’t really have any plans, but I thought it would be nice if you, Sir, had a good time too, so I prepared this… Looking at you now, Sir, I think you might like it. Yes. Yes.”
What, this isn’t the end?
When I unconsciously replied, “Okay…” the Saintess looked relieved, then let go of the leash and slowly began to take off her Saintess robes.
As usual, she revealed her tempting body with pure white underwear and garters, then took off her panties, revealing her beautiful, hairless pussy.
“O-okay. Then I’ll get ready, so just wait a moment…”
She walked towards the reception table, her bouncy butt swaying, and found the source of the sweet smell I had noticed when I first entered the room, picking up a large plate containing it. She also took a long teaspoon from the table.
She sat on the large bedroom sofa with the plate, and soon, my eye level was roughly aligned, allowing me to see the contents. The identity of the sweet smell was…
‘Mont Blanc? The smell and color are the same… Could it be melted?’
Mont Blanc is a standard dark brown like chocolate, and it’s a very expensive sweet that tastes similar. I had only eaten it twice when I was living with Cecilia, who was relatively well-off for a commoner.
To be precise, I had refused to buy more because it seemed like the family was going to go bankrupt, saying that I didn’t like the taste.
But why melt that expensive Mont Blanc…?
Could it be…?
I looked at her, who was already sitting on the sofa with her legs spread lewdly in an M-shape, and my body trembled at the surreal sight in front of me.
The beautiful Saintess, revered by everyone,
“…Uung. Ung.”
Swoosh, swoosh…
Was using a long teaspoon to scoop up the Mont Blanc from the plate and gently spreading it around her pussy.
Her smooth pussy mound was now completely stained with a lustful chocolate color, with a subtle sheen.
Uuuu…!
I swallowed hard at the depraved sight I was seeing for the first time.
“…Huuung.”
Serena, who had been spreading the Mont Blanc thinly on her pussy and vulva in an amount that wouldn’t drip, opened her eyes languidly and kept stealing glances at me. When she saw my tail shaking wildly, she seemed to gain courage and opened her lips towards me.
“C-come here.”
Her legs were spread in a seductive and blatant pose, with one leg on the floor and the other on the sofa.
The Saintess said in a trembling voice,
“C-come here and l-lick it.”
…………………
…………………
“Chururp. Churp! Uuung… Beeeeb. Beeeet… Gulp.”
“Haaung. Ungat. Haaauuung…”
Serena was sitting comfortably on the sofa, which was much larger than the one in the office, with her legs wide open, offering me her pussy. I was kneeling in front of her, moving my tongue diligently.
A dog-like, gluttonous tongue movement.
Chirp, chirp♥
Because it was a pussy soaked in Mont Blanc, every time I licked it with my tongue, a sticky and lewd sound was created, echoing throughout the room. Hearing this, Serena was so excited that her butt trembled as if she was having a cramp.
“Haaang… Aang, uung. Uuuuung…♥”
As her legs spread even more shamelessly, I gently held the inside of her raised thighs with both hands and continued to caress her. She was holding the leash in one hand again, while constantly looking down at her thick pussy being pressed against my tongue.
Every time my pink tongue erased the dark brown color, revealing the glossy mound little by little, her beautiful eyelashes fluttered as if she was enjoying it.
Serena, holding the leash as if she was the owner, was making me lick the Mont Blanc she had applied to her pussy.
“Huu… Huuuu…♥”
It seemed like something sadistic was rising in her eyes as she looked down at me.
I was worried that she might develop some strange habits.
When Serena entrusted her body to me due to the continuous pleasure and closed her eyes, her pussy, which was slightly open, was leaking a little bit of fluid.
The sticky fluid mixed with the Mont Blanc, creating a strange taste, and although it might seem disgusting to look at, it was actually very sweet and enjoyable for my tongue.
After I had licked all of this sweet treat clean, Serena, who had been closing her eyes for a while, happened to open her eyes and look down. When she saw that her pussy was clean, she let out a short moan, “Ah…”
“Um, well… Please take your mouth away when you’ve licked it all. I’ll give you more…”
“Chub. Yes… Gulp. Saintess. Isn’t this expensive…?”
“…Please don’t worry about it. I, I just wanted you to feel good… I’m doing this because I want to. And there’s still a lot of Mont Blanc left. Here. There’s more here…♥”
After saying that, Serena dipped the spoon in the plate and carefully reapplied the Mont Blanc to her pussy, refilling the sweet treat.
I licked and sucked the Mont Blanc as she applied it, devouring it all gluttonously.
When the Saintess’s pussy was being stimulated, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure, making lewd humming sounds like, “Huuung… Uut. Ungung♥”. Then, when she didn’t feel the touch of my lips, she would open her eyes languidly and check, then dab the spoon full of Mont Blanc on her pussy again…
She kept repeating this series of actions.
When I was caressing her neatly closed labia, Serena seemed to like my caresses, pressing down on the area with the spoon so that the Mont Blanc would soak in completely, guiding me to keep sucking on her pussy.
Sometimes, if she accidentally dropped some on the inside of her thighs, I would lick it up, and she would pretend to make mistakes and apply Mont Blanc to various parts of her crotch with a dangerous expression.
Especially on the boundary where her legs folded or below her navel.
Every time I diligently cleaned up, Serena would hold her twitching lips and pat my head, saying I did a good job. Perhaps because my dog ears were perking up and expressing my joy with my whole body, the Saintess even showed the crazy behavior of gently scratching the back of my head while I was sucking her pussy, while giggling softly in this perverted situation.
It was a sight I had never seen before. Had she gone crazy?
More than 50 minutes had passed like that.
There was a reason why I had been forced to do this almost abusive service. It was because Serena didn’t want to end it from the middle, so she had deliberately slowed down the pace. The way she was adjusting the tempo while applying a little bit of Mont Blanc to her pussy as if it was precious was truly lewd.
If it were a normal person, their jaw would be dislocated…
Even I, who liked fellatio, had never abused anyone like this. Of course, there were many times when Cecilia wanted to sleep with my dick in her mouth and made me let her suck on it all night… Anyway, I had never abused anyone like this on my own accord.
“Haang. Huuuuung… Th-this is the last one…”
Serena’s face was completely red from the long caresses.
She was in a state where she was so sensitive that she seemed like she would reach her climax at any moment.
Serena swallowed hard and calmly scraped together the last of the Mont Blanc in the plate, then, as if pouring wine, she slowly dripped the spoon from above, “Juuu-“
“Ung…♥”
…And dropped it all on her erect clitoris.
“C-come on, eat it quickly…♥?”
As the Mont Blanc seeped into the gap between her vulva and clitoris, it created a lewd foam due to her slightly open pussy and sticky fluid.
When I saw that, it felt like I had been hit on the head with a hammer.
I pounced on her like an animal.
“Churururururp! Chup chup…! Gulp. Chooop. Choop. Chupchupchupchup♥”
“Hiiiiiingit…! Hit…♥ Kyaaaa…!! Haak! Hiyaaaak♥!! I’m coming…!!”
As I sucked on her erect clitoris, she reached her climax with immense pleasure in no time. Serena made animalistic moans that were on a different level than before, and her legs were spread so shamelessly that I doubted if she was really the Saintess.
“Hahik…! Hit…! Hiyuuuuuuuuu…!! Hiyuuuuu…!”
Pshshsh…♥ Pshshshsh…♥!!
Serena, who was spraying her pussy juice all over my face while releasing a grand flood, was so overwhelmed by the intense pleasure that she couldn’t think straight. She was scattering the water gun stream here and there, dirtying my face, but even then, she instinctively pressed her pussy against my mouth.
As if my mouth was her pussy case, she was asking me to hold it tightly…
“Haum… Chupchupchup. Chupchup… Gulp… Gulp gulp…”
“Hyaaaa…♥”
When my mouth was finally fixed and started sucking on her pussy juice, Serena closed her eyes with a relieved expression, her eyelashes fluttering.
After a long time of lingering afterglow, Serena, who was still wiggling her crotch, opened her eyes languidly.
I, who was cleaning up, happened to make eye contact with her.
“…………”
Her hair was wet with lust.
Her eyes were sharp and languidly raised.
And I couldn’t forget the expression Serena had made just a moment ago.
I saw Serena, who was still looking down at me while getting her wet pussy cleaned and tightly holding the leash, and I realized that her personality was changing in real-time.
It was ominous.
