Piercing Pleasures and Angel Wings
My sister rubbed her face against my abdomen, but her piercings scraped my skin. After a moment of nuzzling, she looked at Maria’s belly and said, “Huh? Why is your skin so nice? It’s so smooth and silky.”
“I got an esthetic treatment. VIP.”
“VIP? That’s three months of my sales. How did you manage that?”
“A customer gave it to me so I could use it.”
“I’m so jealous of angels~”
After rubbing herself all over Maria’s body and acting spoiled for a while, my sister finally came to her senses and spoke. “Should we start with some belly punching to warm up? I’ve been training hard.”
“Ah, I have a present for you too.”
I took a few steps back and activated the choker around my neck. When I selected the full set, the suit wrapped around my entire body, complete with gloves and boots. My sister’s eyes widened as she stared at Maria’s transformed figure.
“Whoa! Did Elisha buy this? For me?”
“Yes. Do you like it?”
“I love it. Look at that shine. It looks like it would feel amazing to hit.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
Thud.
Without warning, my sister drove her fist deep into Maria’s lower abdomen. I held back the reflexive gasp from the deep pain and clasped my hands behind my back, thrusting my stomach forward.
“Ahaha! It’s been so long that the feeling is even better. Elisha’s expression is perfect too!”
Thud. Thud.
“Ugh, you can hit me harder. The suit absorbs some of the impact.”
“Really? Then I’ll go all out!”
Thump! Wham!
She really had been training—her punches sank heavily into my gut. Her stance was stable too, so it looked like she had learned properly. Oof, it feels even better after such a long time.
Unlike the pleasure Maria gave me, this pain-laced ecstasy had a completely different flavor. Thump! After striking my abs, she suddenly drove a fist into my lower belly, sending a jolt through my womb. Ah, is the baby inside my womb okay?
‘Maria, is the child alright?’
‘It’s fine. It got a little startled, but it’s not hurt at all.’
‘That’s a relief.’
“Kyahaha! Show me a more painful face!”
“Ugh, ngh!”
“Yes, that’s the taste I wanted!”
It seemed my sister was overly excited from playing after such a long break. Her personality had changed again. If she went too far, I would have to calm her down. Still, as expected of an angel, the pleasure was restricted, so it felt somewhat lacking.
‘Maria, can’t you unlock just the masochistic pleasure separately?’
‘Just how much of a pervert are you trying to become? Haah… Fine. As long as you don’t forget your duty as an angel, I’ll release it.’
‘Of course I won’t forget. I’m an Abaddon angel, after all.’
‘It’s unlocked.’
With Maria’s words, an electric wave of pleasure surged through me. Haa, unrestricted pleasure really is the best!
My reactions must have grown intense from the genuine pleasure building inside me, because my sister noticed and said, “I can see Elisha is enjoying this too! That makes me happy!”
“Hit me more, please.”
Thud!
Every time pain spread through my belly, pleasure bloomed alongside it. The corset wrapped around my back and waist prevented me from bending, and with my hands clasped behind me, I couldn’t block anything. Being completely defenseless while my vulnerable stomach was pummeled gave me an exquisite masochistic thrill. So that’s why there were no hard parts over the belly section of the corset. The “Queen” angel’s recommended set had its reasons.
Ugh, I think I’m about to come.
“You’re about to come? Then go ahead and cum as much as you want!”
Thud thud!
Maria’s body trembled violently as it approached climax. The unfamiliar high-heeled boots made it even harder to keep my balance. Thump! Just as I was barely holding on, a fist buried itself in my lower belly and I came instantly.
“Haaahng!”
My legs gave out and I collapsed, shuddering in orgasm as I savored the euphoric pleasure. When the white haze finally cleared from my mind, I found myself sitting in my sister’s arms.
Oof, lately the intensity of my orgasms has gotten so strong that I lose consciousness after just one.
“Elisha, are you okay? To break down this much from a single orgasm… Here, wipe your drool.”
“Eh… Unni.”
“Wow, you can’t even speak properly. There’s nothing wrong with your body, right?”
“Ah, um. Yes, I’m fine. It just seems my orgasms are particularly intense.”
I was worried that if I had back-to-back orgasms, my brain might actually break. Or maybe it would feel so good that breaking would be worth it?
I moved Maria’s slightly calmer body and stood up. The suit was soaked and ruined from the fluids I had squirted. My sister brought a towel and wiped me down as she spoke.
“Let’s rest a little more before continuing. Look at you—you’re still shaking.”
“Huu… It felt really good though.”
“I enjoyed it too. Seeing you cum while writhing in pain… Augh.”
Her face flushed red as her body trembled. The sight was so cute that I unconsciously reached out and stroked her hair. Wow, it’s so soft.
“Ah! Don’t pet my head! A sadist has to look strong in front of a masochist!”
“But you’re cute, Unni.”
“Grr!”
She shook her head wildly to shake off my hand, then stepped back, picked up a whip, and swung it as she ordered, “Take off the suit and get on all fours!”
“Yes, yes.”
“Hurry!”
She kept cracking the whip impatiently, so I released the suit and lay face-down on the floor. As I felt the rough mat against my skin, my sister stroked my ass and said, “I’m going to whip your ass and pussy with this. It hurts a lot but doesn’t leave many marks, so don’t worry.”
“I trust you, Unni.”
“Ugh, as expected, Elisha really is the perfect partner.”
Crack!
The whip lashed out, and a sharp pain bloomed across my buttocks. The pain that felt like it was slicing my skin brought an involuntary moan.
“Hngh!”
“Ah, I can’t see your face like this. Wait a second.”
My sister set up a full-length mirror in front of my prone face. In the reflection, I could see her holding the whip.
“Good. Now I can see you clearly. If you can’t take it anymore, tell me.”
“Yes.”
Crack! Crack!
“Mmph!”
I had grown used to being punched in the stomach, but the sharp sting of the whip slicing across my ass hurt more than I expected. Still, unlike the dull, spreading pleasure from fists, this sharp, cutting pleasure offered a different kind of enjoyment.
“Haa, what a wonderful expression. You masochist! You like getting hit, don’t you? Answer me!”
“Yes, I love getting hit!”
Crack!
“Kyaaah!”
“That’s right. Don’t hold back—scream for me!”
Crack!
“Aaaah!”
The more excited my sister became, the faster the whip flew. Even in her intense arousal, the force behind each strike remained perfectly consistent, delivering steady pain. She really had practiced a lot. She was good at this.
Slap!
“Ughk!”
The sudden sharp pain against my pussy made me collapse in genuine agony. Ugh, that really hurts.
“Keep your posture straight. I went easy, so it’s fine. You need to get used to having your pussy whipped if you want to feel even greater pleasure. Endure it.”
“Ugh… Yes, Unni.”
Feeling heat rising from my tingling pussy, I straightened my posture. The whip flew again.
Crack! Slap!
The exquisite rhythm of alternating strikes across my ass and pussy gradually built my pleasure higher and higher. Even though she was going easy, my pussy felt far better than my ass. Every time the tip of the whip grazed my clit and piercing, an electric thrill shot through my entire body.
“Ahh…”
“How is it? Getting your pussy whipped feels good too, right?”
“Yesss, it feels good.”
“Alright, let’s keep going!”
Crack! Slap!
The masochistic pleasure crawling up my spine made my mind grow hazy. I barely maintained my posture as climax approached.
“Unni, I’m going to cum!”
Slap!
“Aaaahk!”
At the same moment as my orgasm, she struck my pussy harder than before. I came violently, squirting fluids everywhere. As overwhelming pleasure crashed over me and I lay twitching on the floor, my sister brought over cold lotion and applied it to my ass.
“Haah, haa… I enjoyed that too. I tried to control myself, but I came a little anyway. That last hit was a bit dangerous.”
“Hngh… Ah, the cold feels so nice.”
“Look at your pale skin turning red and swollen. Haa, just thinking that I did this to you is making me hot.”
With her small hands, my sister rubbed the cold lotion onto Maria’s elastic buttocks, growing more excited as she touched them. The contrast of her cool hand gently massaging my slightly stinging, hot ass created a subtle, pleasant pleasure.
“Lift your hips. Good girl. Your pussy is swollen and red too. Does it hurt?”
“Yes, it hurts, but it feels good.”
“Hearing that it hurts makes me so proud.”
Slap.
Her cold hand lightly smacked my swollen, whip-marked pussy, sending a tingling pleasure through me. Ooh, I like this.
“Hit my pussy more, please.”
“Really? So you do love getting your pussy whipped, huh?”
Slap, slap.
The more she struck my pussy, the more my womb trembled. What a perverted pleasure. Suddenly, I caught sight of Maria’s face in the mirror. With flushed cheeks and glazed eyes, her smiling face radiated obscene, decadent allure. Ah, Maria is so beautiful.
“Let’s apply some skin-soothing cream now. Your pretty pussy looks lovely all red and swollen, but since it’s precious, we can’t let it get damaged.”
My sister squeezed lotion onto her hand and carefully applied it to my pussy. The sensation of cold cream cooling my burning folds brought a gentle pleasure.
“Alright, let’s stop here for today. It looks like doing all the prepared plays at once is still too much.”
“Huu… Yes, Unni.”
Feeling the burning in my pussy and ass, I put the latex suit back on. Somehow it came out perfectly clean. Did it automatically remove all foreign substances when removed? How incredibly convenient.
I stood there, gently stroking my still faintly aching abdomen and my hot ass and pussy, when my sister brought over dry, fluffy clothes from the clothing care device.
“Elisha, are you not interested in piercings or tattoos?”
“Um, I’m not sure.”
This was Maria’s body, so I needed her permission.
‘Maria, do you like tattoos or piercings?’
‘Hmm, I’ve never really thought about it.’
“Why do you ask?”
“Your skin is so white and smooth, I want to put a tattoo on it. How about it? Want to get a couple tattoo?”
“Um…”
‘Maria, is that okay?’
‘Do you want to do it, Elisha?’
‘Yes. I really like Kate Unni, after all.’
‘You like humans way too much. If Elisha wants it, then it’s fine.’
‘Thank you, Maria.’
“I’d like that too. Please do it.”
“Wow! You really are my perfect partner!”
Excited, my sister put the clothes away and ran to the workshop. Watching her purple ponytail bounce as she dashed off, I thought once again how cute she was.
When I followed her into the workshop, I found her fiddling with the tattoo machine I had seen last time. I walked up behind her as she concentrated, then pressed my breasts against the back of her head and hugged her.
“Gah! Get those breasts off my head! Uselessly huge tits!”
“Why are they useless? Breasts have so many uses.”
She jumped in place, bouncing her head against my chest. I had no choice but to release her. This sister of mine was too harsh on herself just because she had small breasts.
“Anyway, look at this. What do you think of this tattoo?”
“Let me see.”
The design she displayed was an angel with its large wings spread wide. The intricate tattoo showed an angel with long hair in the center, hands clasped together and eyes closed, wings spread broadly to both sides. Whoa, it’s beautiful.
“It’s pretty. Where are you planning to put it?”
“On my back. Around the shoulders.”
“Ah, then it will look like the wings are spreading across your back.”
“Yeah. Since you’re an angel, Elisha, it’ll look even more angelic on you.”
My sister carefully explained how to operate the tattoo machine.
“Just project the area you want to tattoo onto the screen, align the design to the right position, and hold it steady. Since it’s on the back, it’s hard to do alone, so you’ll have to help me properly.”
“Yes, leave it to me.”
I took the machine. My sister took off her top completely and lay face-down on the treatment table. Her small back, fitting her petite frame, was clean without any tattoos. I adjusted the mechanical arm so the screen aligned with her shoulder area. The design appeared on the screen over her back, making it easy to position.
Once I locked the position and pressed start, something like a laser emerged and began engraving the tattoo. I hadn’t noticed last time when I was getting the tattoo on my lower belly because I was too close, but it really did use a laser. It even adjusted automatically for the movement caused by breathing. Because it was such a large and detailed design, it took quite a while, but the tattoo was completed safely.
“It’s done.”
“Phew, holding my breath was exhausting.”
My sister got up and checked her back in the mirror to see if the tattoo had turned out well.
“It came out nicely. All that effort was worth it.”
“Did you design this tattoo yourself?”
“Of course. I made it whenever I had time, thinking of you, Elisha.”
“That’s… a little touching.”
I could feel how much my sister truly liked me. Besides Maria, wasn’t Kate Unni the only other person who liked me so purely?
My sister put her top back on, tapped the treatment table with one hand, and said, “Now it’s your turn, Elisha. Lie down.”
“Yes.”
When I lay face-down on the table, my large breasts were squished uncomfortably, but I could endure it. I felt a warm heat on my back, so the tattoo must have been in progress. After a while, my sister gave my ass a light slap and said, “All done. Take a look.”
When I looked at Maria’s back in the mirror, a beautiful angel tattoo had settled there. The pure white skin made the angel’s wings look even whiter.
“It really is beautiful. I love it.”
“Hehe, now we have matching couple tattoos~”
Watching my happy sister, I put the suit back on. As I wore it in leotard form, she asked, “Why are you wearing the suit? Isn’t it uncomfortable?”
“I’m wearing it instead of underwear. It’s surprisingly comfortable.”
“Really? A corset is comfortable? As expected of a masochist.”
My sister touched Maria’s waist, which was tightly cinched by the corset. At first, the rigid parts covering everything except my stomach—under my breasts, my sides, and my back—had felt constricting and uncomfortable. But after wearing it so much, I had grown used to it.
“The corset makes your breasts and hips stand out even more. It looks obscene. Still, no matter how I look at it, this seems like a restraint corset. It must be hard to move in.”
“I can’t bend at the waist.”
“I don’t think I could wear it even if you gave it to me.”
After putting my regular clothes on over the suit, my sister, now back in her rider suit, handed me a helmet.
“I’ll give you a ride back to the shop. Let’s go.”
“Thank you.”
Just as I was about to follow her downstairs, Maria took control of the body again.
‘Good work.’
‘I enjoyed it.’
‘Sigh, you pervert.’
Maria entered the shop, seeing Kate Unni off. Returning to the room we used as lodging, I watched Maria wash up. She suddenly paused and said, “Isabel contacted me. She says the dairy cow side job seems most suitable and wants us to proceed.”
‘Already? Isabel really does have surprisingly good initiative.’
“There’s a milk specialty shop on Central Street that sells breast milk produced at the Cow Factory. If we say we want to do the dairy cow side job, we can start after completing the procedures.”
‘They’re selling it so openly.’
If the underground city was a secret place, shouldn’t they sell it secretly? I never imagined they would be selling it openly on Central Street.
“It’s apparently one of Eden’s famous tourist specialties. It’s known as Eden’s milk that every tourist must try.”
‘Is it that delicious? Then I kind of want to try it…’
While washing, Maria looked at herself in the mirror, lifted her breasts together, and said, “If I do the dairy cow side job, I’ll start producing milk, right? Then I can just drink it myself.”
‘Ah, that’s true.’
“Actually, even now I could manipulate hormones to produce milk, but it would be strange for a normal human who isn’t pregnant to lactate, so there’s no need to create a situation that would raise suspicion.”
Maria massaged her breasts, finished washing, and came out. Wearing only the latex suit, she sat in a chair, took out the guitar she had bought earlier from its case, slung the strap over her shoulder, and got into position. Soon she began playing the guitar, fumbling at first. Although it was my first time hearing it, I enjoyed the pleasant melody until, without realizing it, I fell asleep.