172 – On a stormy night (7)
For Beltane, who had followed an ascetic life to the point of being called a model of nuns, the pleasures of the body were vague, fuzzy, and hazy.
Of course, she had a lot of knowledge related to sexual activity, but she only knew that.
Because the knowledge that did not touch my heart was just information that could not evoke any inspiration.
Even when he masturbated for the first time in his life, the only thing Beltane felt was not the pleasure of dizziness in his eyes, but the mysterious sense of floating as the heat of his heated body gradually subsided.
It’s nothing more than what I’ve heard.
Immediately after completing the act, the unprecedentedly clear mind even considered myself ashamed of impulsively throwing myself into such an act.
This is the first and last time I’ve been greedy for pleasure.
In a dark room where no one was watching, Beltane had made a firm commitment to himself.
And that promise.
”Yes! Aww! ah! Ahhhhh——!”
Starting at this moment when pitiful gok-eup burst out one after another from the tip of her lips, the original form was shattered into pieces beyond recognition.
Rather than moaning, it was more appropriately described as a scream.
It was strange.
At most, it would have been just a little bit of breast massage and a little bite of the nipple.
After completely taking over Beltane’s thoughts, the stimuli that messed with his head were going through his entire body, reaching without hesitation even to the tips of his dull toes.
”Oh, hey! Hey, there you go! If you suck and bite your nipples like that! It’s cool!”
”sister. Be still.”
”Huhhhhh!”
Beltain’s gaze, drenched in sweat, went languidly to the front.
Then, like a child who visits his parent’s bedroom in his sleep, he gently closed his eyes and saw Reiges hugging his voluptuous chest.
A dainty and lovely face that evokes the motherly love that is absent.
However, the series of pleasures that were tormenting Beltane was undoubtedly the work of this small being.
”Hamm…”
”Ah! Ahhh! Uhhhhh!”
Beltane’s small mouth with crimson nipples twitched for a moment, and then a slow moan erupted again automatically and reflexively.
That alone made her head dizzy, but the nipple on the other side was also being tumbled back and forth at him like a child playing with marbles, so Beltane didn’t have a moment to rest.
”No, not…♡”
When the consciousness that has crossed the upper limit of pleasure is about to become blurred for a while, the nipple is pinched and bitten to forcibly return to consciousness, so escape due to fainting seems hopeless.
”Wow, Wellna. let this go Let go…♡”
An earnest plea, the only means of escape remaining underwater. No, beg.
It was a pretty good ploy for something that came up with a messy head.
Since Reigis, the only person who can control the saintess, is being manipulated according to the saintess’s intentions, there could be no other better method than this.
However, the chains that were suppressing all of Beltane’s limbs seemed to have no intention of listening to her.
Both cuffs tied tightly over the head.
The shins and thighs were wrapped around each other, and both legs were firmly fixed so that they could not be folded.
A restraint so severe that it is impossible to even remove a powerless child from one’s body.
Beltane seemed to be unaware of the fact that the selfish struggles made in such a state could only be seen as a female flirting with males.
”Paha.”
”Hag!’
When the small lips that had been teasing his nipple, his weak point, fell away, Beltane trembled and reached another light climax.
The bumps that are more red than usual. Clear teeth marks wrapped around it.
The mature woman’s body, with the traces of a male in it, was paradoxically beautiful.
”ha·····. Ha, ha ha…”
Is it finally over?
Beltane’s accident, whose judgment was clouded by successive pleasures, was briefly soaked in optimistic relief.
”····· Huh?”
Unusual movement towards his lower abdomen. Something hot that sprayed water several times and touched the wet crack.
It was right after that that a hint of deep astonishment began to dwell in Beltane’s disheveled eyes, as if all reason had evaporated.
”Oh, no! Well Na! That’s it! That’s just really bad!”
Squeezing out all the little energy left in his body, his throat trembled.
However, despite Beltane’s desperate efforts, the chains that suppressed her body were unsteady.
”yes? What’s wrong?”
”Oh, you said that before! It is an act that will never be forgiven—!’
”Isn’t this what Wellna does?”
”·····What?”
It was then.
The saintess tilted her head and recited an absurd declaration.
A large question mark floated in Beltane’s mind.
”That’s… what…”
”Well, I never do anything that my brother and sister would really hate. Really. Because I made a promise to my brother. Wellna just made sure that her brother and sister were honest with their hearts.”
”Your feelings…?”
Beltane suddenly became dumbfounded by a topic that was too difficult for his head, which had been preoccupied with pleasure, to deal with.
Her gaze naturally followed the fingers of the saintess as she affectionately caressed her cheek.
”Look.”
And what unfolded was an unbelievable sight.
Reiges, who had only thought that she was acting according to the will of the saintess.
He opened his closed eyes, gasping for breath for a long time, raising a large bowl of food ready to devour her at any moment.
The chain that presented Beltane’s desirable female body so that the male in front of him could eat it was extending from Beltane’s body, not the saint’s body.
”I did not know? The older brother wanted to play with the older sister, and the older sister wanted to be played with the older brother.”
”That, it can’t be… There’s no way that’s right——a thrill!?”
Woowook!
At that moment, the reckless intrusion that forcibly pushed through the closed crack pierced Beltane’s body and mind at once.
”Cheuk! Ah, ah!”
It’s only for a moment that something hot and thick slides down the juice.
The amount of food that even a prostitute couldn’t handle was an ordeal that the nun who swore that she would live as a virgin for the rest of her life was indebted to her.
Beltane forgot to even breathe for a moment in agony as if a hot spit had ripped open the entrance to her vagina, but the pain of such destruction gradually faded before long.
”My sister likes to be sick, but she hates being too sick. Wellna will help you.”
The voice of the saintess, faintly palpable in the pain-ridden consciousness.
Right after that, Beltane felt the sharp pain in his stomach disappear like melting snow.
”Haaa…”
A sense of relief that came unexpectedly. Calm breathing that leaks out naturally.
Beltane, distracted by the tranquility, did not realize it.
That he had been mercilessly deprived of the last means of resisting the rising pleasure.
Suwook. and pooh.
”─᧗ʃᖍ!?”
For a completely different reason, Beltane lost his voice.
The love juice that fills up in the vagina enough to wash away the broken blood.
As if scooping it up, the sheep rushing in and out was scratching the ground that even Beltane himself had never touched.
”Ah, he said ♡ he said this ♡ stop it ♡ ha, don’t do it ♡ ha, hajit! Ughhhhh—!”
Originally, the pain that had to take on the role of reins. Its absence was by no means small.
His weak point, his chest, was relentlessly attacked, and his body, ripe for eating, was already soaking his ankles in the swamp of lust, and now that the last line of defense called pain had collapsed, all that remained for Beltane was to sink indefinitely.
”Well na♡ This, this♡ Let go♡ Let go♡”
”Isn’t that what Wellna is holding? The power was lent by Welna, but what binds her body is her own will, isn’t it?’
”It’s a lie♡ a lie♡ a lie♡ ugh ♡”
”Yes? That’s because Wellna didn’t lie!”
”Hey ♡ hess ♡ oh, oh oh oh oh ♡”
”look! As good as it is!”
He wanted to quickly question the unfair stigma imposed on him, but it was impossible because of an accident that spread white every time he poked his vaginal wall.
Suwook.
”ha! hot! Whoops! Haaah…”
If you have a moment to catch your breath.
Fu-wook!
”Haa! Ahh! aaah——!!!”
A banquet of stitching that takes away all reason again.
phut! phut! Fain!
Is it over? Is it over now? Is this the last time
The false hopes that bloomed each time the vaginal peak filled up escaped were shattered by the ruthless offensive that broke through the vaginal wall again shortly thereafter.
A clenched, trembling fist.
It tries to float on its own, but the waist is forcibly lowered by the chain wrapped around the body.
Right down to the toes that were straight as if they had convulsions.
At first glance, the sorrowful figure struggling with the pleasure made him look like a person steeped in weakness.
”Now, wrong ♡ I was wrong ♡ Rage shot priest ♡ That, so, yikes! My, please don’t ♡”
”Yes? Was it too much to ask you not to get sick?’
Pleasures that gnaw at the ego from the inside are more likely to evoke fear than happiness.
Moreover, for Beltane, this was his first experience.
No matter how much the saintess relieved her of physical pain, the pain in her heart was different.
So, it could be said that Beltane, who had reached her limits physically and mentally a long time ago, making such a frivolous plea while bursting out, was her own desperate struggle to live.
how long has it been like that
The saintess, who had been watching the fleeting struggle for a long time, suddenly pursed her lips.
”Are you having a hard time? sister? Did I share too much of Wellna’s power? Compared to what I give to my brother, it’s just crumbs, but it seems like it’s hard for my sister…”
To be honest, Beltane couldn’t even guess what she was talking about.
That there is a hint of sympathy in that tone.
That alone was enough to bring light into her heart.
If the saintess pityed herself for her appearance like this, she might be mercifully able to set the point on this moment of bliss that seemed like her brain was about to burn.
but. It wasn’t long before that false expectations faded.
”Sorry sister. I’ll take back the power Wellna gave me. Now, ah~ try it.”
”Huh? Hmm! Ugh! Oops! Aww—᧗ʃᖍ!”
At the same time that the local area was being pricked, another stimulus suddenly attacked the lips.
Beltane’s night had just begun.