Chapter 79
Chapter 79
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 79
Chapter Title: 16. Hehe... I Got Fucked Hard for a Whole Year. (4)
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Confusing. Is this really sane?
While Cardinal Airani was briefly distracted by the documents, Lisa quickly glanced down with the corner of her eye.
Sure enough, just as the dizzying sensations from her lower body confirmed it was all too real, there was Priest Isaiah, face buried between her folds, slurping away greedily.
I told him not to get caught...
I said to stay still. But whether it was the drug making him excited or not, he was even thrusting his tongue inside, savoring her depths.
She was gritting her teeth to keep from making a sound, but his skill—clearly honed from more than just a couple of tries—made it incredibly hard to hold out.
She desperately wanted to yank him off right then, but any big movement like that carried too much risk, so she couldn't move freely.
And so, Bishop Lisa's face twisted into a grimace, her poker face crumbling as cold sweat beaded on her brow. Noticing the odd vibe, Cardinal Airani tilted her head and asked,
"Hm? Bishop Lisa? Are you okay? You don't look so good..."
"Ah, no. Just zoned out for a second... N-no, it's nothing."
"Are you sure you're alright? Shouldn't you rest?"
"Ahaha... I'm really fine."
The reality was anything but, yet she forced a kind smile to brush it off. Damn it... Who could've known the drug she gave him because his dick wouldn't get hard would backfire like this?
She wished she could go back in time and stop herself from doing something so stupid, but of course, that was impossible.
With the cardinal exchanging only vague glances before refocusing on the documents,
Lisa clenched her fists and finally exhaled the pent-up breath deep in her chest as the cardinal's gaze shifted away.
Hey! Hey! Stop it!
She tried nudging him with her foot to calm him down, signaling him, but all she got back was a shiver-inducing flick of his tongue that stole her soul.
Forcing him off would risk noise leaking out, so she couldn't even do that. It was enough to drive her insane.
This is seriously bad if we get caught...
Just thinking about it made her mind reel. Hiding a guy under her desk and using him as a plaything— no matter how you sliced it, it was an insane situation. This could absolutely never get out.
"Hm... I came because I was worried, but seeing your preparations, it looks like it was unnecessary."
"Haha... Yes."
Lisa forced an awkward smile, her face noticeably contorted. It was the perfect example of a smile that wasn't a smile at all.
You bastard... You're dead when she leaves.
Bishop Lisa steeled her resolve, burning with fury. Even though she was mostly to blame for this mess, she couldn't help the rage boiling in her veins at the current situation.
"By the way, we can accommodate all these people in the church, right? On the day the Lord descends, every single villager has to be there without exception. You know that, yes?"
"Yes... I've, I've prepared everything in advance."
Ugh... Can't you leave already? You've seen everything. Please just go. It felt a bit rude to think it, but it seemed like she was about to wrap up.
"J-just in case, we're planning to use the whole plaza too, so... n-no need to worry too much."
"I see. Alright."
To hold out even a little longer, she clamped her thighs together, trapping Isaiah's head between them. No... I'm about to burst...
She was right on the edge of climax.
"It's a rare day that comes once every few hundred years, so I hope you'll push through just a bit."
"Y-yes, I kn... ow..."
Pssshhhh— Psssh—
Before she could even finish her sentence, she came first. Hunched over like she was in pain, she clenched her fists tight and rode out the sudden orgasm.
Hnnght... S-sir...
Pssshhhh—
"Well, I'll be going then. You look busy—I must've held you up too long. Sorry about that."
Having apparently seen all she needed, the cardinal set down the documents she'd been skimming. Lisa barely lifted her stiff, creaking neck and pulled her lips into the biggest smile she could without giving anything away.
"Ah... No need... It must've been tough coming all the way here... Please head back safely..."
"Yes, don't overdo it."
"Yes."
Bang—
After a mere ten or so minutes since entering, Cardinal Airani finally left the room. The moment she was gone, Lisa exhaled the breath she'd been holding and slumped back against the chair.
And then...
"Nngh...!"
Pleasure surged from her womb, racing up her spine to slam into her brain. A beat late, but finally free of that hellish situation, she writhed and let out a sweet moan.
You fucking bastard...
Tears welled in her eyes. She'd been on pins and needles about getting caught, but her miraculous endurance had pulled her through.
"Haa... You fucking bastard...!"
As the aftershocks of her orgasm faded, reality slowly returned. Still buzzing with unresolved arousal, she dropped her head and glared fiercely at the filthy male below her desk.
"You... "
She grabbed him by the collar and yanked him up. The situation was already dire, and this idiot had nearly made it worse—her anger was about to explode.
This is why men are like dogs once a day...
"Huh? What the hell are you doing?"
Priest Isaiah, cheeks puffed out like a squirrel hiding food in its mouth. Stumbling drunkenly from the drug, he looked her dead in the eye and suddenly opened wide.
Bleeech—
What suddenly filled her vision was the thick load pooled in his mouth. He hadn't swallowed a drop of what she'd just squirted—instead, he'd gathered it all, the thin fluids sloshing inside like they might spill over.
Gurgle—
And then, right in front of her, he gargled it noisily. Lisa was so dumbfounded that words failed her.
Gulp—
As if to say he'd shown her everything, Priest Isaiah swallowed it down with an audible glug. The lewd sound of it sliding down his throat followed, and finally, like he wanted an inspection, he opened his mouth wide to show her it was all clean.
"I... I drank it allll..."
Slurring like a child fishing for praise, he put on a cute act. Normally, she'd be furious, but instead of anger, a strange throb echoed deep in her lower belly.
Crazy... Did he take too much of the drug?
He clearly wasn't right in the head. And she'd given him the mild stuff, too.
"Bishop... R-rape me... Rape me, please..."
As she stared blankly, Priest Isaiah clung to her neck, hanging off her. Urging her on, he nibbled at her earlobe.
"..."
As he drew close, the musky male scent invaded her nostrils. She hadn't planned on this, but bewitched by the intoxicating smell, she couldn't hold back—she yanked him into a fierce embrace, gripping his ass and shoulders like they might burst.
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"Kehk... Hnng...!"
Me, thrown onto the sofa by Bishop Lisa's grip.
A sharp sting in my ass mingled with a strange pleasure washing over me.
"Haa... Haa..."
She'd locked the door with a click and closed in before I knew it, eyes bloodshot and blazing. She huffed hot breaths, poised to pounce any second.
Ah, I love that look in her eyes...
That savage glare, like she wanted to devour me whole. For a moment, that piercing gaze—not seeing me as human anymore—sent chills racing down my spine.
But damn, this is way more effective than I imagined.
I just held her squirt in my mouth and showed her to cool her off a bit, and in the blink of an eye, Bishop Lisa had turned into a beast in heat.
Guess I accidentally flipped a switch I shouldn't have... Oh well... At least it worked somehow.
Though my dick's probably gonna pay the price as punishment...
Ah... Fuck yeah, I'm looking forward to it...
"Bishop..."
Like a sly weasel, I crawled over and draped my arms around her shoulders. Normally, I wouldn't crave this, but today I weirdly wanted her to ravage me rough. Choking me a little would be fine too... As long as it wasn't too painful, anything goes.
"Priest... Haa... Haa..."
"Oof!"
She grabbed my waist, hoisted me up, and crushed her lips against mine.
A quick peek at her face showed even Bishop Lisa was struggling hard.
Is this all from the pheromones too?
From my year of research on the pheromone effects: when I get aroused, so does the target, to the same degree.
And right now, Bishop Lisa was in exactly that state. She'd drugged me, sure, but we were both drunk on it.
"Pha..."
After clinging tight and sharing breaths, our lips parted. Eyes glazed and unfocused, she shoved me, sending me tumbling to the end of the sofa.
"Bishop... M-my dick hurts so much... Please..."
I'm begging now—let me cum too. I'd been teetering on the edge of pleasure without release, my head about to explode from the frustration. If I could just shoot my load, I'd lick her feet right here.
"Haa... Haa... You crazy fuck, shaking that cock around since earlier... Fine. You're dead today."
Like she'd made up her mind, Bishop Lisa crept forward on all fours. She seized both my ankles, spread them wide into an embarrassing pose, then mounted me in the reverse mating press—a position where the man gets dominated.