Edging Torment (4)
Tchup, tchup— Inside the shower room, the sticky sounds of kissing echoed off the walls.
"Hoo... haa...?" The one lost in that viscous kiss was Carrot, her eyes glazed over. Her body trembled violently, her eyes widening in shock before she instinctively tangled her tongue with the other's. Her expression showed she had no idea what was happening to her.
The Sound Gate glowed, and Carrot clenched her fists tightly.
"Haa... tchup... hoo..." Rachel was mindlessly entwining tongues, sucking in yin energy all the while. Holding Carrot's cheeks with both hands, she stole her lips as if no one might snatch them away.
By the time Carrot started gasping for air from oxygen deprivation,
"Paha..."
"Haa, heek...!" Rachel pulled her lips away. Carrot finally gulped in air, coughing and sputtering. Her eyes were completely unfocused from the lack of oxygen and the lingering aftertaste of the kiss. Her body went limp, her nipples stiffly erect.
Rachel, having absorbed plenty of yin energy, snapped her fingers with a satisfied look.
Snap—
At the same moment, Carrot snapped back to reality with a sharp "Hah!" Freed from the Sound Gate's control, she belatedly wore a shocked expression. Staring at Rachel's face, her eyes went wide.
"R-Rachel...?"
Her face screamed, What are you doing here?
"How the hell did you get in here...?"
"Hm? How? This is my mansion, you know."
"That's true, but... ugh..."
Carrot shook her head vigorously, her face flushing beet red with panic. She seemed to have just realized what she'd been caught doing. As if she were the sinner herself, she hung her head low. Between her spread legs, love juices dripped steadily—remnants of her earlier masturbation.
Rachel chuckled softly, licking her lips. Then she squatted down in front of Carrot, pressing their foreheads together. She turned off the still-running showerhead and continued in a gentle tone.
"U-ugh..."
"What's wrong? You look like you've committed a crime."
"N-No, it's not that..."
She'd been so shamelessly pleasuring herself with the showerhead just moments ago, but now she at least recognized the shame of it all.
A wicked impulse flickered through Rachel's mind. She wanted to torment her. To twist that face—desperately hoping nothing bad would happen—into one of pure ecstasy. Swallowing hard, Rachel picked up the showerhead.
Shwaaaah—
"...R-Rachel...?"
Carrot's face turned ominous. Rachel aimed the showerhead at Carrot's clit.
Shwaaaaak—
"Hii, hiiik?!"
With the strongest water pressure, she stimulated Carrot's clit. Carrot threw her head back with a shrill moan, her hips shuddering as she let out vulgar cries.
"Haa, heek..."
When Rachel turned off the showerhead, Carrot panted raggedly. Her eyes half-lidded, she gritted her teeth cutely, trying to resist the pleasure. Just from a blast of water on her clit, and she was this turned on? So weak to pleasure that she hadn't just kept blasting her pussy nonstop. Ah, how utterly adorable. Even as she tried to fight it, she couldn't escape. Her reliance on divine power and the things she cherished shattered to pieces.
This pitiful, lewd priestess. Rachel swallowed again, slowly stroking Carrot's hair. Unconsciously, Carrot let out a sigh of relief—stroking her head usually signaled the end when they touched her pussy. But she was dead wrong. She had no idea she'd ignited Rachel's playful sadism, mistaking it for the end.
Rachel didn't correct her delusion. She simply pressed the showerhead against her again.
Shwaaaaak—
"Kihiik...!"
Another short burst on the clit, and Carrot arched back, her whole body convulsing.
"Oh my... Does that feel that good? Such a naughty voice..."
"Heek... hek... W-Wait just a sec..."
"No can do."
Shwaaa—
"Hiik?!"
Her plea for a moment's pause only earned another defiant blast. Carrot's lower belly clenched from the torrent hitting her clit. Her body shook violently as she moaned uncontrollably, saliva drooling from her half-open mouth.
"He, heek... heee..."
"Hm... You're tiring out much faster than usual?"
Normally, she wouldn't wear down this quickly. Not even brought to climax once yet. Rachel smirked, pressing the showerhead to Carrot's pussy and blasting again as if to say, Get up.
Shwaaak—
The shower room filled with vulgar moans.
"Hii, keheek... W-Wait just... a moment... hngh... th-that..."
"Come on, get up quickly. Stay like that, and a naughty succubus will keep tormenting your pussy?"
Carrot clenched her fists at the words. She propped herself on trembling hands, trying desperately to stand—but
Shwaaaaak—
"Hii, hii..."
The strong jet on her pussy sapped her strength, leaving her collapsed.
"If you can just stand properly, I'll stop. Hurry up."
"C-Can't... hiik—"
She glared up at Rachel in protest, her wronged expression smeared with pleasure from the water.
"You can do it, you can do it..."
Rachel's half-teasing cheer made Carrot's face burn red. Her desperate struggles to rise were utterly cute. Just as she half-stood, a focused blast on the clit.
Splatter—
"Hik, hiik... hiiuuk—"
Carrot collapsed again, shrieking. Rachel egged her on to stand, then blasted to ensure she couldn't. Normally, Carrot wouldn't fall for such humiliating play, but now she was endlessly vulnerable. Her body hypersensitive, any pleasure melted her strength away.
Watching her, Rachel's core heated. She pulled Carrot into a tight embrace.
"L-Let go... let me gooo..."
"No. You didn't stand till the end, so it's punishment time."
At "punishment," Carrot's eyes widened in dread. She bit her lip, shaking her head, but Rachel had no intention of letting go easily. Turning off the shower, she moved behind Carrot, wrapping her arms around her waist with a smile.
Carrot let out a small "Ngh!" She knew exactly what came next—the position Rachel had used recently when Carrot, unable to contain her arousal, had visited her room for a handjob.
Rachel's hand slid down slowly. Fingertips hovered near Carrot's erect clit.
"Time for your punishment now...?"
She whispered sweetly. Carrot shook her head frantically. All her efforts to avoid touching her pussy would be for naught if Rachel did it.
But that was precisely what Rachel wanted.
Swipe—
"Hiiik...!"
A light graze near the clit tormented her. Circling the stiff nub, while her other hand toyed with a nipple to heighten arousal. But never too hard.
"Hng... ngh... hngh... hiit..."
Slow, sticky motions built pleasure gradually, without immediate climax. Carrot endured the first five minutes. It was gentle, teasing.
By ten, moans leaked from her lips. Her hips began to quiver.
At twenty, her slender frame convulsed. She writhed with "hii hii" sounds, trying to escape the hands, but her limp body couldn't.
Thirty minutes in, pleas to stop slipped out.
Forty: "Please," "I did wrong," head shaking wildly.
Fifty: Legs kicking, screaming "Please stop!"
An hour: "St-Stop! Hii, hiik... hngk... keuhuuuk..."
Splash, splash— Carrot thrashed madly, desperate to escape the pleasure. Lips bitten raw, limbs flailing, tears welling. She was going insane from the need to cum, but couldn't. The pre-orgasm sensation clung stickily to her core, scrambling her mind.
Perfect, Rachel thought, lips to Carrot's ear.
"You want to cum, don't you?"
Carrot dropped her head, convulsing but unable to say it. That would break her vow: no masturbation, no losing herself to lust.
But that wasn't Rachel's desired answer. She sped up, rubbing the clit furiously, stabbing at the pussy entrance, scraping maddeningly.
"Hee, heeek..."
"Be honest. You want to cum. Right?"
"N-Nooo... no..."
"You want to... right?"
Squelch, squelch—
"Hng, huuuh..."
Tongue swirling in her ear, Carrot shuddered with lewd moans. Superhuman willpower kept her going, but she knew her limit. Eyes glazed, body powerless, sweet pleasure flooding from pussy and ear.
Just once. Just one orgasm, temptation whispered.
But no. It was her promise to herself—and to protect Lucia.
This was all for Lucia—
"...So stubborn. Then—"
Snap—
Rachel snapped her fingers. The projected image made Carrot doubt her eyes—or rather, she couldn't look away.
-Haa... Carrot... Carroooot...
There was Lucia, grinding her pussy. The bedsheets suggested Rachel's mansion.
Rachel smiled, whispering in her ear.
"See? Lucia's feeling that good too..."
Carrot stared at the projection with unfocused eyes, heart pounding.
-Carrot... haa... nng... Ca-Carrot... hiit...
Lucia masturbated before her eyes, pajamas soaked in sweat, hair disheveled, moaning Carrot's name.
"Th-This is..."
"A recording from before, with magic. She was so passionate, I couldn't help it..."
Carrot flinched. Eyes wide, she stared through the image.
Snap—
Rachel paused it.
"Ah..."
Carrot sighed regretfully, moan-tinged. Rachel gazed at her adoringly, smirking.
"Be honest with your desires..."
"Th-That..."
"If you're honest... I'll keep showing you Lucia masturbating."
Carrot twitched. Rachel grinned softly.
"...Jerking off while watching the saintess masturbate... it'd feel insanely good, right?"
Carrot couldn't brush it off. An hour of torment had melted her brain; rational thought barely functioned. Faint reason screamed no, a sin.
But too much pleasure already.
"Haa, haa... heee..."
Dazed, she swallowed, trembling hand rising to her clit—
"M-Mastur... bating... please..."
Voice quaking in resignation.
"J-Jerk... ing off... I'll do it so... please..."
Words no priestess should utter.
"Sh-Show me... that... more..."