Deception (1)
"Haa... haa..."
I rose from my seat, breathing heavily. The image of Lucia masturbating still lingered in my mind. It all started yesterday. My body had been burning so hot that I'd rushed into the shower to cool it down—and that was the problem.
Slrrp—
I stood up and pulled back my pants. Just like always, my panties were soaked through. I swallowed hard and wiped the sticky wetness from my pussy.
I couldn't remember exactly what had happened yesterday. All I recalled was Rachel showing me that video of Lucia masturbating.
What the hell did I say...?
I remembered saying something I shouldn't have. Gulping down saliva, I got to my feet.
"Eut..."
As I thought hard, fragmented scenes of Rachel grabbing me flashed in my head. She toyed relentlessly with my pussy. I'd begged her to stop, thrashing my legs, twisting my whole body against the surging pleasure. Desperate to escape, I'd blurted out whatever pleas came to mind. Please, not like this. If this keeps up, I'll go insane.
"Ugh..."
The memory of my flailing made me grimace. When she touched my clit, I'd resisted the pleasure over and over. Then, at some point, I'd slid my hand down—
"Huu... eut..."
I stopped thinking about it. No matter how hard I tried, all I could recall was her messing up my pussy.
Dragging my feverish body, I stepped out of the room. After a quick shower, I headed down to the dining room for breakfast. These days, only cold water showers could calm me down. What a horrible constitution. It hadn't been this bad before. Where the hell had it all gone wrong?
Today's the day Lucia doesn't come, right...?
At least today, I could escape the burning arousal. The thought eased my mind a little. Meeting Lucia was pure joy, but that didn't mean I wanted to betray her.
"Oh my. You're up? Good morning."
"...Good morning."
There was the last face I wanted to see. Rachel sat at the table, smiling brightly. She usually just prepared the food and left.
I clenched my fists tight and sat down. Then Rachel slinked over and sat right next to me. Her gaze and vibe were so cloyingly sticky that I instinctively scooted away a bit. But she just pressed closer.
Swallowing dryly, I stared at her face.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Y-Yes..."
"You look a bit tired today... Didn't sleep properly?"
Who do you think kept me up?
The image of her fiddling with my pussy was still vivid. The maddening pleasure racing through me, and her watching it all like it was adorable. I bit my lip hard and shook my head.
"...I'm fine. No need to worry."
"Hmm... You're a bit prickly today."
She sounded slightly hurt. Then she leaned in and whispered in my ear.
"Last night, you were moaning so sweetly, full of coquettish charm..."
Pop—
I jerked away from her in an instant. My face burned red, heat surging from my lower belly. I furrowed my brow and swallowed, but I couldn't deny how much hotter my body felt now.
"D-Don't say weird things..."
"Weird? I was just stating facts."
"I wasn't being coquettish...!"
"Hmm? Really? Yesterday, watching Ms. Lucia masturbate, you seemed to love it..."
Rachel snapped her fingers lightly. At the same moment, an image popped up: me cradled in her arms.
—Ah, haa... ahut... Lu, Lucia... Luciaaa...
I was furiously rubbing my clit. Tapping it, grinding it, then sliding down to poke and rub at my pink slit. My face looked utterly ecstatic.
But there was one weird thing.
"Hii, hiik... higuk..."
I looked so pained. Rubbing my pussy like that, yet wearing an agonized expression.
The mystery cleared up with Rachel's whisper in the video.
—Can't cum, can you? It's driving you mad... Poor thing...
I wasn't climaxing in the video. No matter how much I touched my pussy or clit, my face just flushed deeper. I bit my lip, glared at her, and said firmly,
"S-Stop it..."
Rachel's lips curved up in delight. I didn't know why she looked so happy, but—
Snap—
The projection vanished. Thankful my threat worked, I let out a shallow sigh and continued slowly.
"...Don't misunderstand. I'm not the kind of person you think I am."
"Misunderstand?"
"My body was just too hot, so I had no choice but to touch... I'm not someone who enjoys lust."
Rachel covered her mouth. Then she giggled, meeting my eyes. Her gaze held a strange mix of contempt and mockery. My body shivered involuntarily.
And the worst part? Even under that look, my body was heating up more.
"...Just don't get the wrong idea."
"Alright. Guess I was mistaken."
She nodded like she understood. But it felt more like a mother indulging a child's tantrum. A subtle disgust welled up in me.
Watching me, Rachel wagged her tail playfully, smiled with her eyes, and stood.
"Well, I'll be off then. Enjoy your meal."
"...Thank you."
She waved and left the dining room, leaving me alone. My body still burned, showing no signs of cooling. With a deep sigh, I stabbed the steak she'd prepared with my fork.
It hadn't even been half a year since I became their tutor, and I was already this shaken. Unfit for a holy knight. I needed to pull myself together.
...No more masturbating, that's for sure.
With that resolve, I finished breakfast and prepared for lessons. Even then, my body simmered, forcing me to desperately hold back the arousal.
The toughest was class with the triplets. I couldn't peel Lucy off me, so I taught with her clinging. All afternoon, I endured the throbbing in my lower belly.
****
"Can I stay over tonight?"
"Of course. Anytime."
"...Lucia?"
Her words made my eyes widen. She nodded with a bright smile, repeating herself like it was straightforward.
"I've got some free time lately. Wouldn't it be nice to sleep together?"
"Yeah, but..."
It felt good, yet not good. Just thinking of her made my body heat up like this. Sharing a bed? I might not control my boiling lust. And after that thing with Rachel recently, guilt gnawed at me. Ever since, reining in my desires had gotten harder. I was barely holding back from relieving myself alone.
But oblivious or not, she gripped my hand tight.
"Lately, sleeping alone feels a bit lonely."
Irrefusable words. Lucia winked briefly at my face.
...A signal.
A common church signal. A quick blink meant 'I've got a plan ready.'
She'd found something suspicious in this mansion. I smiled faintly and gripped her hand back.
Yeah. She has a reason for this. It'll be fine. If she trusts me, I'll trust her.
"Sounds good. I've been lonely too."
"Oh my. If that's the reason, stay anytime. You're always welcome."
Rachel clapped happily. No idea why, but whatever. With Lucia beside me, I'd feel safe.
...I'd just have to endure the lust somehow.
With her permission, we headed to my room. But as I walked, a nagging unease lingered.
Something subtly off. And the source? Rachel's sly smile.
...It'll be fine.
It's Lucia. Smarter, wiser, quick on her feet. She'll handle anything.
I thought that, watching Rachel lick her lips with a grin.
****
"...Mom, good disguise?"
"Yeah. I saw."
"C-Carrot sis disguise... entering the room... confirmed..."
The triplets whispered, staring at the soundly sleeping Carrot.
"Mmm... Lucia..."
She tossed, hugging her pillow tight. Her sleepy mumble filled the dark room.
That Lucia woman had never sat right with them. Hogging Carrot like that. Her name constantly on Carrot's lips. Even invading her wet dreams.
But Rachel viewed her favorably—as prey, precisely.
So she seized the chance. Lucia wanting to sleep with Carrot? Perfect.
Rachel used transformation magic. The same spell that jammed Carrot's projection stone before—perfect mimicry of another.
Lying next to Lucia now was Rachel disguised as Carrot. Lucia thought it was Carrot.
The real Carrot? Drugged asleep with the Sound Gate by the triplets, moved to another room.
In short: each got their target. Rachel: Lucia. Triplets: Carrot.
"Mom's with that woman, so we can have fun with sis."
Ruen licked her lips gleefully.
Pluck, pluck—
She stripped the sleeping Carrot's pajamas, eyes gleaming.
Lucia wasn't to their taste personally. But more women to drain? Welcome.
The triplets surrounded Carrot. Their eyes glowed red.
Carrot slept on, oblivious to what was happening to Lucia.
Did she know? The beast called Carrot was leashed, tamed beyond escape.
And unsatisfied, they aimed to claim the lioness Lucia too.
The pride's hunt had begun.