The Saintess's Oath! (4)
In the vast church grounds of the Royal Capital, lined with over a dozen grand buildings, one particularly luxurious lodging stood reserved for royalty, nobles, or special guests. Inside one room of that structure—filled only with suites rivaling the finest hotel chambers—a ceremony began where a woman predestined to become the saintess pledged her submission before the beast.
The sight of the naked beast and two women might have seemed profane, yet it echoed the solemnity of the saintess's oath from earlier that day. The only difference... was that the room overflowed with the beast's arousal and the raw lust of man and woman, drowning out any sense of reverence.
Amid that feverish desire, Klea prostrated herself before Sema, then knelt with her head bowed in a posture like prayer.
"Beloved Master. We beseech the ruler of we females to accept Klea here as one of Your bitches."
Lizbet twisted the words from the daytime saintess oath into a plea to Sema. One might expect laughter at her uncharacteristic tone, but the sincerity and eerie atmosphere radiating from her only filled Sema with joy and excitement.
"Mm... My bitch Lizbet. Do you believe Klea is ready to become one of my bitches, like you?"
"Yes. I believe she is."
At Lizbet's confident reply, Sema's black eyes roved stickily over Klea kneeling before him. Her face smiled serenely with eyes closed, awaiting his words. Her jade-like translucent skin, the alluring curves tracing her body, and those massive tits larger than her own head—all proclaiming her readiness as a bitch. Soon, all of it would unquestionably be his.
The moment that realization hit, Klea's color surged in his mind through the Demon Eye, and questions to pose bubbled up naturally.
As if compelled by instinct, Sema voiced them without hesitation.
"Neris Klea, soon to be the saintess of the Goddess Church. Before becoming my bitch, you must offer a vow proving your resolve—one etched into your body and soul. Will you offer it to me?"
"Yes. I will."
Her response carried no trace of hesitation, as if stating the obvious.
With that, Lizbet knelt beside Sema's leg, chalice in hand. She set it on the floor, gripped his throbbing horse cock, aimed it at the cup, and began stroking with affectionate tenderness.
Sema accepted the motion as if rehearsed, continuing to Klea. "Neris Klea. Will you betray your lover Baul and love, obey, and serve only me?"
"Yes. I will serve. There is only one I love. You alone, Master."
That weak, repulsive male Baul means nothing to me anymore. If Master commands betrayal, I betray. If Master commands his death, I kill him. I love only Master. As long as Master exists, what happens to other males doesn't matter.
"Neris Klea. Will you obey and carry out any command I give?"
"Yes. I will. Any command from Master, I obey absolutely."
Obeying Master's commands is an honor beyond comparison. To have such a glorious chance—nothing could make me happier. Absolute obedience to Master's word. Nothing else exists.
"Neris Klea. Do you vow to use all your abilities for me?"
"Yes. I vow. My abilities exist solely for Master."
My status, my power, everything is for Master alone. Any enemy, I annihilate for Master. Any threat, I shield Master with my body.
"Neris Klea. Will you use your flesh to please and serve me?"
"Yes. I will serve. It is the ultimate joy...♡ the greatest honor for a bitch."
This female body, made to arouse males, has no value beyond pleasing Master. Its shape to delight Master's eyes. Its holes to delight Master's body. From a single strand of hair to the eggs in my womb—every part of my flesh belongs to Master, existing only to bring Him pleasure.
"Neris Klea. Will you gladly lead women ignorant of their master to me?"
"Yes. I accept. I will show those females bereft of Master the joy of serving Him."
How tragic for bitches who don't know Master. Life with any other male is hell itself. A bitch's happiness is serving and submitting to Master. Nothing else. I will spread that joy and lead them to Him.
"Neris Klea. Do you swear to offer your body, heart, and soul—to become my enslaved bitch?"
Master's bitch slave alone. What a glorious ring to it. Naturally... refusal is impossible. I've already been addicted to those sweet fragments of true bitchly bliss.
"Yes. I swear. I... Neris Klea... become Master's bitch slave alone♡"
Savoring her heart's conviction as she vowed to the beast, Klea crossed an irreversible line with her final oath. Trembling, she climaxed softly.
Watching female juices drip from beneath her, Sema swelled with supreme ecstasy, his senses soaring.
Now... this bitch Klea was his. Despite her lover Baul... despite knowing of his woman Lizbet... Klea had chosen to become his bitch.
"Puhuhu... Yes... good. Klea."
Then, he would grant her desire.
"Neris Klea. From now on, your identity is my bitch slave, loving and obeying only me."
"Ahh...♡"
"Publicly, you'll soon be saintess—but that's not your true self. Etched in your soul, your true identity is solely my bitch slave."
"Yesss...♡ Ahh...♡"
Everything about her existed solely for him.
"Serving and loving me takes precedence over saintess—or anything. Remember: nothing else matters."
"Yes♡ I will♡"
Klea's nodding, quivering face brimmed with happiness.
"Henceforth, as proof you're mine, you'll join Beast's Paradise guild like Lizbet, bearing our guild mark. If needed, additional marks via clothes or tattoos. Never hide them—wear them proudly."
"Yess♡ Of course♡ If showing them causes issues, I need no saintess throne♡"
Happiness overflowed; her pussy juices wouldn't stop.
"Then, my bitch slave Klea. Introduce yourself to your master."
"Yess♡ Master♡"
Klea rose trembling from her knees, clasped hands before her chest, inhaling deeply. Though shaking, she assumed a demure pose, slowly introducing herself with an ecstatic expression.
"Haa...♡ I am Neris Klea, newly made Master's bitch♡"
Joy made her body tremble uncontrollably.
"Twenty-seven years old, high nun of the Goddess Church, soon predestined as saintess♡"
Unlike before, words flowed naturally from her depths.
"Unluckily snared by the repulsive male Baul, I nearly became his woman... but Master saved me, granting the ultimate bliss of being Master's bitch slave♡"
Her tremors intensified; her prayer-clasped hands gripped tighter.
"To give me such happiness...♡ Ahh...♡ I, Neris Klea, am certain. The Master who saved me... is the god Goddess sent me...♡ my god♡"
Then Klea knelt, clasped hands demurely, and prostrated fully before Sema.
"My god who saved me, Sema-sama...♡ Thank you so much♡ Henceforth, I offer this body in service and sacrifice to my god♡"
Raising her head to show her face to her master, tears welled in eyes bearing an expression of utter bitchly rapture.
"My virgin pussy saved for Master's joy, my ass-pussy and mouth-pussy transformed to satisfy Master. Every hole is ready. Use them whenever you wish...♡ My god...♡ My master...♡"
As Sema's lips curled watching her prostrate again, thick yellow horse semen erupted from the cock Lizbet stroked, filling the massive chalice.
No great stimulation, yet it gushed as if needed now—a massive load. When the child-sized chalice brimmed, the spent beast instinctively knew what came next.
"......Liz."
"Yes, Master♡"
Sema extended a hand; Lizbet wiggled her fingers, drawing a small knife to him as if she knew.
Mysterious action. Unfathomable why, yet compelled, Sema sliced his finger over the overflowing semen chalice, dripping blood in.
"Hehe...♡"
"Ahh...♡"
A few drops fell atop the viscous semen. Moments later, the congealed blood burst outward impossibly, blending fully into pale pink-tinged horse semen.
Inexplicable... yet feeling it must be so, Sema withdrew his finger and addressed Klea.
"This chalice holds your master's blood. Your master's desire. The semen cup sealing our eternal contract—for you, spilled in blood. Remember it, and take me into your body."
Klea prostrated before the chalice again, then touched it reverently with a smile.
"Master's semen. Master's blood. Let Master dwell within me...♡"
Lizbet helped lift the brimful chalice to Klea's lips. Inhaling its thick aroma deeply, Klea steadied her breath...
then pressed her mouth to it, drinking the horse semen.
- *Gulp*...♡ *Gulp*...♡
An amount hard even for water, dense horse semen. Yet Klea accepted it without repulsion, effortlessly.
Her face showed only ecstasy—no strain or overwhelm, even as her belly swelled.
- *Gulp*...♡ *Gulp*...♡ *Gulp*...♡
Ahh... This is... what Liz meant... I get it now... Yes... this is it... ...Ahh...♡ Master seeps into me, into my body...♡ I'm... changing...♡
"......*Puhahh*...♡ All gone♡ Master♡"
"Puhuhu... Good. Klea. Now then...... Eh...?"
"......Hehe...♡"
After draining every drop and setting the chalice aside to bow to Sema, Klea smiled—then she and the beast collapsed as if fainting.
"...Hehe...♡"
The other bitch watched smiling, flicked her fingers to lift them onto the bed. Laying her master and fellow bitch like lovers, Lizbet joined his side, stroking Klea opposite.
"...Welcome♡ Klea♡"
Lizbet gazed at her fallen master and new sister bitch with a gentle smile.