Chapter 49
Chapter 49
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: 11. Did You Think You Wouldn't Get Caught? (4)
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“P-Priest Isaiah… Haa… Haa…”
Bishop Lisa pinned both of my hands above my head to keep me from escaping, gripping them tightly with one of her own.
Her long hair cascaded down, gently draping over my face.
“Bishop…? A-are you okay?”
“Priest Isaiah… Priest Isaiah…”
She kept calling my name over and over, drool dripping from her lips. Her eyes weren't just wild with madness—they sparkled with an unnatural gleam, a look utterly impossible from the usually stoic woman I knew.
Could this be the pheromone effect?
Nothing else made sense. I'd never seen Bishop Lisa make a face like that before. In this situation, the only explanation that fit was those pheromones—whatever the hell they were.
“Haa… Haa… Fuck… What the hell is this? Why am I like this!?”
She seemed just as confused herself, clutching at her wildly pounding heart. It was only natural to react like that when something suddenly went wrong with your body. I'd been through it plenty of times myself, so I could understand to some degree.
The problem was that I was probably the only one who could fix whatever was happening to her. Fuck… I wasn't entirely sure, but Bishop Lisa definitely looked like she'd inhaled a massive dose of aphrodisiac.
“Haa… Priest Isaiah… You smell so good.”
Her pupils wavered, losing their focus. No matter how aroused she was, it was clear she wasn't in her right mind.
“Hu… I can't hold back… This smell…!”
“Huhat!”
Bishop Lisa collapsed right on top of me. She buried her nose in the nape of my neck and started inhaling deeply.
“Huuu…! Huuu! Sniff sniff! Haa… Huuu!”
“What the…!”
She pinned me down so tight I couldn't move a muscle, all while sniffing my scent like a fiend.
No, even for pheromones, wasn't this effect way too strong? Her reason had completely shut down.
“Bishop, please snap out of it…!”
This was driving me insane. I didn't have the strength to force her off me anyway… Completely helpless, I tried desperately to get her to come to her senses.
But my struggles only excited her more. Before I knew it, she sank her teeth into my perfectly fine neck.
“Kyaat!”
A sharp, eye-watering pain jolted me awake. She'd bitten so hard my vision flickered in and out.
I bit my lip and endured it as best I could. Naturally, her teeth marks were etched clearly into my skin.
“Mine… Mine… No one else can have you…”
Like she was marking her territory, Bishop Lisa left an indelible trace on my neck. A hickey was embarrassing enough, but if anyone saw this… Ugh… I'd never be able to show my face again.
“Look at all this blood… Slurp! Chup…!”
She'd bitten so deep that blood trickled from the clear imprint on my neck. Grinning like she loved it, Bishop Lisa started sucking again. What the hell was she doing? She wasn't a vampire or anything…
“Sluuuurp… Haa… Priest Isaiah.”
Crazy bitch… I had no idea what was so delicious about the metallic taste of blood that she was going nuts over it. She sucked it down like it was gourmet cuisine, and with my hands and feet bound, I couldn't even thrash around. All I could do was twist my body and endure the faint pleasure.
Hng… But damn, this feels better than I thought…
Huu… I wasn't right in the head either, getting turned on while she sucked my blood. Far from angry, my dick was swelling even harder inside her pussy. What the hell was wrong with me?
To think I'd reached the point where getting my blood sucked turned me on. I felt pathetic.
“Haa… Haa…”
After indulging herself fully, Bishop Lisa finally pulled her mouth from my neck and looked down at me with a flushed face. By now, we were so close I could feel each other's breath.
“I was just going to do it moderately and stop… But just once more, okay? Just one more time?”
“No… Bishop, you're too worked up.”
“Worked up? Isn't it the same for you? Priest Isaiah, I sucked you off and you can't even wait—you're rock hard already. And it's not like it'll wear out from one more go… Or wait, it's already worn to the bone, huh?”
She teased me wickedly, running her tongue across my face. From what I could see, her state was no different from mine when my Corruption Value spiked into heat.
What worried me was that as a guy, I'd always managed to finish at a reasonable point. But women in this world had way more sexual stamina than average men. Their thresholds for arousal were just different, so anxiety crept in. I seriously doubted this would end after just one more.
“B-Bishop… Th-there are people outside. Please, let's stop now…”
“Shut up. Priest, don't you get it? You're being punished. You got caught fooling around with another woman—don't talk back to me!”
Hng… Punishment, huh… Honestly, this was overkill. Sure, I was in the wrong a hundred times over and had nothing to say, but I wouldn't survive much more of this. We'd barely finished, and she wanted to go again right away… My dick might actually break.
“Hngut… Ha…! So good…”
“N-no…! I just came…! Hyahat!”
Right after I'd ejaculated, with my glans hypersensitive, Bishop Lisa snapped her hips and started grinding her inner walls against it. Even the slightest movement sent an indescribable jolt of electric pleasure straight to my brain.
“M-my dick's gonna explode!”
My head was a total mess. The stimulation right after cumming was too intense. I clenched my teeth and tried to hold out, but it didn't last—I let out a lewd cry.
“Hahat! Haak! Heuung!”
“How's that, Priest Isaiah? Feels like you're dying of pleasure, right? I heard men go insane if you stimulate them right after they cum, exceeding their pleasure limit. Is that what's happening…? You don't have to say it—your reaction tells me everything. Hehe…”
I had no idea what Bishop Lisa was saying—her words didn't even register.
Every inch of her vaginal walls clung to my dick, kissing it hungrily. I didn't have the bandwidth to care about anything from the outside world.
“Huaa… I can feel it filling my womb tight… Priest Isaiah, you're too noisy—bite down on this until we're done.”
“Hit?! Habup! Huuup…!”
Complaining about my moans, she shoved her breast into my mouth. Her massive tit smothered my face, sealing my lips.
Crazy… Royal milkers…
“Chup…! Chwap! Chuuup…!”
As her pink nipple slipped into my mouth, my lips started moving on instinct. I hadn't planned to suck, but it moved without my say-so—probably the Corruption Value at work.
“Chup…! Chuurup…! Chuu!”
“Kkhng…! Priest Isaiah, where the hell did you learn this!?”
Bishop Lisa, who'd been shaking her hips vigorously, suddenly let out a sweet moan. I'd just been sucking on reflex, but she looked utterly blissful.
“Eung… You damn male slut… I gave you this to shut you up, and you can't help sucking like a baby…!”
“Chwap… Chuup… Chuurup…”
“Hahat! You bastard—I'll make sure you can't cum for anyone but me since I can't castrate you! You fucking dog!”
Squelch— Squelch— Squelch—
With harsh curses flying, Bishop Lisa slammed her hips down even harder than before.
Soon, the crude slap-slap of flesh on flesh filled the room.
No… Not again… I'm gonna cum…
I felt the last remnants of semen rising from the base. I tried to hold it back desperately, but her pussy clenched tight, like it was determined to drag it upward. Unable to endure any longer, I…
Splurt— Spurt— Splurt— Spurt— Spurt—
…shot my load deep inside her once more.
“Uub… Ub…”
“Heung…!”
We climaxed together. Bishop Lisa shuddered violently, practically sobbing in ecstasy.
Huu… S-so… tired…
Squish— Squeeze—
After wringing out the very last drop, we embraced, slick with sweat, savoring the afterglow.
Bishop Lisa recovered first, sitting up and pulling her breast from my mouth.
“Puha… Haa… Haa…”
Finally, I could breathe. Her unbelievable tightness had nearly sucked out my soul—I didn't even have the strength to sit up. My mouth hung slack like I'd been raped and discarded; all I could do was stare at the ceiling.
“Haa… Haa… That's enough punishment, right, Priest Isaiah?”
She asked, but no answer came. I didn't even have the energy to move my lips, reduced to ragged gasps.
“Whew… That should do it. Hurry up and get dressed…”
Drip— Drip— Drip—
Mid-sentence, she froze, sensing a foreign sensation in her womb. Slowly looking down, she saw bright yellow liquid leaking from where we were still joined.
“Priest Isaiah… Did you just… piss?”
I didn't answer. Couldn't. My consciousness was already slipping away; even opening my mouth was impossible. Like a fish flung on dry land, all I could manage were occasional twitches as I clung to life.
Drip— Drip—
It was less “cumming” and more like leaking uncontrollably. The yellow fluid flowed out around my dick buried deep in her womb, mixing with the semen I'd shot first. Realizing her body had taken yet another fluid, Bishop Lisa trembled with excitement.
“You fucking bastard… Turning me on even at the end…”
“Heu… He…”
With those words, my memory cut off. The thread of consciousness I'd been clinging to finally snapped. I collapsed into unconsciousness, and darkness swallowed me whole as my eyes shut.