Unveiling the Scarlet Scar
Semen that had filled Charlotte's vagina to the brim and overflowed now dripped onto the floor in heavy drops.
"Is that the amount from a single ejaculation? That's incredible."
"Hehe. Thanks to the parasite, his virility has become truly exceptional."
"If we sold the parasite's stamina-enhancing effect, it would fly off the shelves. Men are always complaining about their lack of vigor."
"Hoo...."
It sounded like something Ruya had blurted out carelessly while drunk, but Ekaterina nodded with an admiring sigh, as though she had heard a brilliant idea.
"It would make excellent bait for attracting couples dissatisfied with their night lives."
"But we must be careful for the sake of security."
"Selecting the right people who will keep the secret..."
"Perhaps by ranking their religious devotion and sharing the secret only with the highest tier."
"That's a good idea."
Somehow the two of them had turned the conversation into a strategy meeting while the other pair continued having sex. I sat alone, sipping my beer and watching.
Hmm. Now that I looked closely, Charlotte's body had changed too. Her breasts, once barely contained in one hand, had grown just enough to fill my palm perfectly, and her hips had become plush and full. Her body had taken on a far more feminine shape; she panted in pleasure and shook her hips with vigorous abandon. I watched her long tail sway near the base of her spine as her ass moved up and down, then shifted my gaze to Ekaterina, who was still talking with Ruya.
She remained fully covered by her black nun's habit, so her figure was hidden. Even when undressing for sex or entering the water, she kept the veil that reached her neck in place, so I had never seen the holy scar on her forehead. Suddenly curious, I decided to ask.
"Ekaterina, may I see your holy scar? I've never seen it before and I'm curious."
"My holy scar?"
"Yes. I've never had the chance to see it."
"Now that you mention it, even I have never seen it despite knowing you for so long."
"I've already shown it to my family, but not to either of you yet. Since both of you became nuns today, this seems like the perfect moment."
With those words, she reached behind her head and began untying the fastened strings. Unlike a simple veil that merely draped over her, this one was secured tightly; it took her quite some time to loosen all the cords.
"Why is it so complicated? Isn't it just taking it off?"
"The formal garments of nuns are part of their ascetic training."
When she lifted the black cloth that had covered the back of her head, the underside revealed rows of tying strings running down the center, making it resemble a bondage device more than religious attire. After undoing every cord, she spread the veil apart and revealed her head. Ruya's expression turned strange.
"Uh... I know it's rude to laugh, but I can't hold it in. Hehe."
"It's all right to laugh. My husband and Charlotte already had a good laugh over it, so they're used to the sight."
Wondering what was so amusing, I looked at her from the front. The skin that had been covered by the veil was pale white, but her face was perfectly round and tanned brown, creating an absurdly comical contrast.
"Pfft!"
"Lady Elisha, you may laugh freely as well."
"No, it still feels rude... pfft."
The red holy scar in the center of her white forehead added a third color to the contrast, making it even funnier. Unlike me, whose expression rarely changed and thus made it easy to hide my amusement, Ruya was roaring with laughter.
I forced my eyes away from her face and examined the removed veil. Upon closer inspection, it was not mere cloth but a rigid frame covered in fabric. It was heavier than it appeared. Crafted as a single piece from head to neck, it was clearly a restraint device designed to encase and fix both in place.
"No wonder her neck stayed perfectly straight when she bowed and only her upper body moved. It was a restraint tool."
"It is clothing meant to fix one's posture and cultivate the proper bearing of a nun. I remove it when working as a hunter, but I usually wear a waist-fixing corset as well."
"The nun's habit is so voluminous that I never noticed."
She even removed her ankle-length habit to reveal what lay beneath. She too had been affected by the parasite; her already bountiful breasts had grown even more voluptuous, wrapped in ornate black lace lingerie that contrasted sharply with the plain habit. The corset around her waist emphasized them further. Like the lingerie, the decorative corset seemed designed less to constrict than to hold the waist straight, as it was not laced excessively tight.
Ruya, seeing her body, took another step back to view her fully and spoke.
"Wow, how lewd."
"Her skeleton isn't that large, yet her body is so voluptuous it appears bigger."
"Voluptuous bodies really do appeal to men, huh? But then why cover it with such a loose nun's habit?"
"My, we are nuns, after all."
Though quite open about sex for nuns and even willing to sell their bodies, they still avoided clothing that excessively exposed or accentuated their figures, given their position.
"More importantly, why is the holy scar red?"
"It is made of iron, so it oxidizes to that color."
"Iron oxidizes into red rust. But wouldn't corrosion become a problem?"
"When the damage grows severe, we remove it and brand a new one."
"Wow, is that part of the penance too?"
"Yes. It is a traditional form of ascetic practice."
Ekaterina soon replaced the veil, covering her head once more. The sight of her naked body wearing only a corset and veil somehow carried an obscene atmosphere.
But at that moment Gwangnam pounced on her from behind. Face flushed, breathing heavily through his nose, he seized her waist and shouted.
"Come here, wife!"
"Aing~ Husband."
"I'm going to fuck you!"
"Aang!"
He thrust his cock straight into her pussy from behind. He paid us no attention whatsoever even though we were watching from right in front.
"These two don't feel even the slightest shame anymore."
"It simply means their relationship has grown that comfortable. It's not as if this is the first or second time they've had sex in front of us."
"Is sex with a man really that pleasurable?"
"Ah, Ruya, you've never had sex with a man before, have you?"
Come to think of it, unlike her current perverted tendencies as a slave, before the ovary modification and yin brand intensified her libido, Ruya had been a pure elf maiden who never even masturbated. Even now her body remained pristine, having accepted nothing but my tail inside her pussy.
"Hmm. Mating with a male is definitely different. There's an instinctive sense of fulfillment that comes from the partner being a male capable of impregnating a female."
"Pregnancy... I didn't understand it before, but now I think I get it a little. When lust builds up, my womb tightens and craves something."
She touched her lower belly as she spoke. The ovary modification increased reproductive urges. It amplified the desire to become pregnant. I realized anew that succubi truly aligned perfectly with the doctrines of Goddess Erutina.
"Unfortunately, since I am also female, it is a desire I cannot satisfy. That is why I do not oppose mating with males."
"Well, right now I enjoy playing with Master so much that it's fine."
Slap!
"Eut!"
"Since it's come to this, shall we enjoy ourselves too? Put on the latex suit, Master."
"Ruya, are you drunk?"
She had been steadily drinking beer the whole time, so it seemed she really was intoxicated. Her tanned face was flushed and she smelled strongly of alcohol.
Slap!
"Hut!"
"I'm not drunk, okay? Hurry up and wear the suit."
She was definitely drunk. The strength in her hand was greater than usual, sending a sharp, tingling pain that made my spine shiver.
Even with others present, I removed all my clothes and obediently summoned Las to form the suit at my slave's request. Las emerged from my pussy, wrapped around my entire body, and hardened, turning me into a form glistening with the glossy sheen of latex.
Smack!
"Thank you, Master. You know I love you, right?"
"Yes, yes. You're drunk, so take it easy."
"Oh my, suddenly wearing a rubber suit is fascinating. You must tell me about it later."
"Ekaterina, do you want to touch? It's smooth and moist. It feels wonderful."
Slap!
Ruya spoke to Ekaterina, who was marveling at my body wrapped in black latex. Even while being vigorously fucked from behind, Ekaterina still appeared composed as she cautiously reached out and touched my breast. Though not as ample as her own, my quite voluptuous breasts were fondled this way and that, and Ruya asked her.
"How is it? Isn't it pretty?"
"The texture is nice. Because of the warm temperature, it's like a living rubber doll."
"Try slapping it once."
"Oh dear, is it all right for me to strike Master?"
"My Master is a severe masochist. She likes being hit."
Seeing me standing still, Ekaterina slightly hardened her expression and spoke in a stern voice.
"Miss Ruya is a slave, is she not? No matter how much the Master is a masochist and permits being hit, she is still the Master. To tell another person to hit the Master—know your place."
"Ah, that was..."
"Do not make excuses. Apologize."
"I'm sorry, Master. I overstepped my bounds."
Ruya's spirit was crushed by Ekaterina's strict rebuke. I watched as she immediately knelt and pressed her forehead to the floor in apology, then glanced at Ekaterina, who was now smiling and winking. Unlike the sternness she had shown Ruya, she offered me gentle advice.
"Lady Elisha, you mustn't indulge your slave's coquetry too much. A slave is, after all, only a slave. They must know their station and their place. Haung."
"Darling, focus on me a little."
"Mmm. Please give me a moment, husband."
"No. Didn't Ekaterina say it herself? A wife must unconditionally submit to her husband during sexual intercourse."
"I'm sorry, husband. It's good to be kind to Lady Elisha's slave, but sometimes strict discipline is necessary as well. Haang!"
"That's right. Since you've trained Ruya as a sex slave, make sure you act properly as her owner. We'll step aside."
"Yes."
Gwangnam lifted Ekaterina and moved toward where Charlotte lay. As he began thrusting into her again atop Charlotte, Charlotte naturally licked his balls and caressed him. Even though she kept him on such a tight leash that she even forbade masturbation, she still yielded the initiative during sex to her husband to boost his pride. I found it impressive.
Her strictness toward slaves and her skill at managing hierarchy seemed to stem from her original dimension and social status.
I turned my gaze from the three of them to Ruya, who was still prostrated with her forehead pressed to the floor. I was so used to such things that I hadn't noticed, but from a third party's view, Ruya's behavior must have seemed unbecoming of a slave. There was the fact that the drunk Ruya had made a mistake in suggesting it, and I hadn't thought to intervene, so I hadn't intended to scold her severely. Still, since Ekaterina had helped, I felt I should give her a proper punishment.
"It seems this insolent slave needs to be disciplined."
I placed my foot on the back of her head and pressed down firmly.
Even though her holy scar must have been painfully crushed against the floor, she endured without letting out a single moan.
"Since your yin brand has grown considerably, I'll let you experience its effects."
Through the foot pressing on her head, I channeled vital energy to make contact with her yin brand. Then I forcibly induced estrus while blocking her climax.
Her body, suddenly forced into heat, twitched and shuddered, but I pressed down harder with my foot and poured in more energy.
"Huuuugh!"
Finally unable to endure, a moan burst from her, but I showed no mercy. I knew well the torment of being forced into heat, feeling on the verge of orgasm yet unable to reach it. The pleasure that felt as if it would melt your brain turning into pain instead. It was truly an excruciating agony almost impossible to bear.
"Kkgh!"
Still, her effort to endure the pain until the end was admirable. She had progressed from trembling to full convulsions, unable to maintain even her prone position. When I lifted my foot from her head, she flipped over, convulsing. Her pussy gushed love juices, and her eyes had rolled back completely, showing only the whites.
"You've fully realized your position now, haven't you? Ruya, you are a slave upon whom I can inflict pain whenever I wish."
"P-please... aaagh!"
Her convulsing body arched sharply, and a scream tore from her throat.
Hmm. Is this enough? Since Ruya was quite different from my own standards, it was hard to gauge.
"That's enough. You may cum."
"Aaaaagh!"
The instant I released the climax suppression by manipulating the energy, her body locked rigid with a scream. Her stiffened form gradually began convulsing again, then started writhing uncontrollably. Her eyes were completely rolled back, her jaw chattered without producing any moans, and she drooled in a hideous display.
"Hmm, it's a good thing I kept the urethral plug in. Otherwise it would have been a complete mess."
As I nodded, reflecting on the usefulness of the urethral plug, Charlotte's fearful voice reached me from beside me. She had approached at some point.
"I-is Ruya dying-nyang?"
"She won't die from something like this. Humans are surprisingly tenacious."
"Elisha is scary-nyang. A devil-nyang."
She trembled violently and backed away from me. Seeing her shiver so much from merely this reminded me that Charlotte had never undergone any training.
"That's because you've never experienced training, Miss Charlotte."
At least compared to the experiments I had endured—amputating and reattaching limbs without anesthesia, along with various drug tests—this was nothing. Even Ruya, who had received training as a slave, should have been able to endure this much.
"I'm not a slave, so I don't need that-nyang."
Ruya hadn't been a slave originally either, but I let it pass without comment. After Charlotte fled to Gwangnam's side as if escaping, I looked at Ruya, whose convulsions had lessened, and sent vital energy into her to help her recover.