Chapter 5
Chapter 5
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 5
Chapter Title: I Am a Lewd Priest. (3)
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This was wrong. At the very least, we shouldn't be doing this in the chapel, right in the Lord's line of sight. We needed to go somewhere quiet and empty where no one would see us. Bishop Lisa had assured me there was no one around, but I could faintly sense the presence of a god through her divine power.
At first, I thought it was just my imagination. Even the statue watching over me felt like an illusion. I figured it was just the fear of being exposed in such an open space during intercourse, nothing more.
But if my hunch was right, then Saintess Amaness was watching our coupling from somewhere nearby. The divine presence I felt wasn't far off—it definitely wasn't my imagination.
'To be raped right in front of the god I've devoted myself to...'
The growing sense of depravity bubbling up from deep inside me, born from doing what I absolutely shouldn't, brought an indescribable pleasure to someone like me, who had been conditioned so many times before.
"Hah! Heh! Heuk...!"
In the end, I couldn't hold back and let out a slutty, whimpering moan.
Why couldn't she, a bishop, sense it? There were plenty of reasons, but I suspected her lack of true faith played a part. That's why she could smile so brazenly, raping me even with a god right there, oblivious to it all.
"Why don't you pray once? See if our Lord God helps you out, Priest?"
She continued thrusting from her female superior position.
Looking down at me as I gasped, still clutching the crucifix tightly, she shook her hips wildly.
'Pray?'
I'd been begging for salvation for ages. But the Lord had never once answered my pleas. She might boost my divine power or grant minor blessings, but never a hint on escaping this hell.
'In the end, gods are all the same, huh?'
The goddess herself must enjoy watching her devout followers get gang-raped by fellow believers. There was no other reason to abandon a faithful soul in agony like this.
Yeah, and maybe even right now...
"Haa... haa... What? Are you seriously praying? Oh god, what do I even do with this? You're turning me on so much."
Betrayed yet again, I squeezed my eyes shut. I wanted to believe it was just because she couldn't descend to the mortal realm.
In the game Satta, gods only came down during truly pivotal moments that decided humanity's fate. They couldn't intervene on earth otherwise.
So I clung to the idea that this was simply beyond what the Lord God could help with.
Even if it wasn't true, I had to believe it.
Otherwise, I didn't have the confidence to stay sane in this fucked-up world.
Puk- Puk- Puk- Puk-
"Heuk! Ha-ut! B-Bishop!"
The obscene sounds drove away stray thoughts and melted my mind.
My head felt like it was dissolving. I'd prayed something, but I couldn't remember what. In this vast empty space, only the sticky sound of flesh grinding echoed.
"Ha-up! Heu!"
She grabbed the back of my head and yanked me in suddenly. Her soft lips met mine, and her tongue invaded deep into my mouth like it had been waiting.
"Uup! Uuup!"
Why was I like this? My mind rejected it, but my body wouldn't. From the musky breath invading my nostrils to the lewd scent of her saliva— I always regretted it too late, but I could never stop.
'No... I can't hold it.'
At the limit of my reason, I let go of the crucifix. I tossed aside the symbol of the god I'd clung to like trash.
Then, like seeking a new master, my lost hands pulled her into a desperate embrace.
Fuck it! I didn't care anymore if a god was watching. I just wanted her to violate me more like this.
I didn't want it to end.
At some point, my mind went blank. I stuck out my tongue, making it easier for her to rape my mouth.
"Uup! Uheu-ut! A-up!"
Bishop Lisa responded by sucking my tongue hard. A chill ran down my spine, my whole body shuddering.
'Ah... It's going blank.'
The thick, pungent smell eroded my mind. The hazy hypnosis from the sex alone heightened my emotions even more.
At this point, doubts crept in. What if my old world was the broken one...?
How had such weak men dominated that world? Men were always immature. Fragile bodies, fragile minds. It was ridiculous that creatures like that stayed on top. This world, where superior women protected us inferior males, was the normal one.
"Puha...! Honestly... You beg like a bitch in heat every time, so why keep up the pointless resistance? Feels good being honest now, right?"
"Nehe... It feels too good... Bishop..."
After she'd ravaged every corner of my mouth, I lisped unintentionally.
"That's right. Now you're the priest I know."
Bishop Lisa stroked my messy hair gently from atop my hips. Was it my imagination, or did her lust-filled smile seem tender? I buried my face between her ample breasts and looked up at her.
"Bishop... Heh... I want to cum inside you... Let me shoot my load..."
Bishop Lisa's pitch-black eyes.
Those dark pupils reflected my frail, effeminate form—neither manly nor womanly, just perfectly fuckable.
"Hm..."
Satisfied with my confession? Her eyes curved into crescents. I couldn't read her thoughts, but she was clearly horny as hell.
"Alright, stick out your tongue again?"
"Tongue? Heeee... Like this?"
Without hesitation, I extended my tongue as she commanded.
And as if she'd been waiting for this exact moment, she grabbed my face with both hands...
"Heup! Huup! Haa... Ha-up!"
She overlapped our lips again, sucking like she meant to draw out my soul.
"Huup! Heup! Keuheup!"
Dizzying. My back arched as something jolted up. Already overwhelmed from below, she kept slamming her hips down relentlessly—no chance to regain sanity.
'What if... I hit Corruption Value 100 like this?'
The highest it'd ever gone was 20. Even then, I was in heat all day, unable to function. 100? Unimaginable.
'I'd never have enough, no matter how much I cum?'
At that point, would I even be human anymore? More like a walking cum-dispenser, a subhuman freak...
But strangely, that sounded appealing right now.
"Ha-up! Ha-up! Heuup!"
'No. Gonna cum...'
The built-up load was about to burst.
She'd been pistoning away, but feeling my cock twitch inside, she ramped up the pace.
Puk- Puk- Puk- Puk- Puk-
The vulgar slap of flesh. In the final moments, my eyes rolled back; I couldn't even moan as I unleashed a long ejaculation.
Byururit- Byut- Byururit-
"Paha..."
"Heuuu... He... Eh..."
Finally freed from her grasp after climax, I flopped back and sprawled out like a starfish.
"Ahh..."
The aftershocks lingered. She'd sucked me so hard my mouth ached. Mixed with saliva, the foul smell rising from my face made my head throb.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Corruption Value has increased by 1. Current Corruption Value: +14 The translucent window popped up right in my face again. Seeing it doused me like ice water, sobering my head instantly.
'No... How could it go up after I put it down...'
It was infuriating. Proper worship could've reset it by today.
But Bishop Lisa showed up out of nowhere mid-session...
And now an unplanned point tacked on.
"You look blissful. Felt that good with me on top?"
Still straddling me, she wore a faint smile.
I took a deep breath and glanced up at her sidelong.
"...Answer me, Priest Isaiah."
"Y-Yes... Bishop..."
"Hehe... Oh, but what do we do?"
"Huh?"
"I'm not satisfied yet... Sorry, but I need a little more."
"What? Wait! B-Bishop, hold on— Huk!"
Thup-
As I tried to sit up and protest that I couldn't anymore, Bishop Lisa grabbed my neck and pinned me back down.
Her face twisted with sadism, she offered no mercy and resumed shaking her hips.
How much time passed? Only after three or four more ejaculations...
Was I finally able to escape this hellish place.