Taming the Saintess (2)
Squelch, squelch—the wet, sticky sounds echoed through the room. Carrot's legs trembled uncontrollably as she bit down hard on her lip. Her face burned crimson, on the verge of bursting, while cold sweat trickled down her forehead, matting her beautiful golden hair to her skin. Love juices streamed down her thighs in rivulets. Swallowing hard, she stared at Lucia, whose clothes had been stripped away.
"Hng... her skin's so pretty."
"Yeah. You can tell she was raised delicately."
"U-uh... and she smells so good..."
In front of Carrot, who was furiously masturbating, the three triplets appraised Lucia's body like appraisers at an auction.
"Hmnya..."
With her top fully removed, Lucia's massive breasts were exposed in all their glory. She mumbled in her sleep, licking her lips now and then, occasionally whispering things like "Carrot..."
"Didn't you say you just put her to sleep?"
"U-uh-huh. Mom said sh-she'd... intervene in her dreams herself..."
"Mom herself? That's surprisingly hands-on."
"Mom really likes Sister Lucia. Her tastes are a bit different from ours."
"Y-yeah... Mom loves strong, fierce women..."
The other two nodded at that. Rachel didn't care much for easy prey, even if it meant starving herself to the brink of death. Conquering a powerful foe and draining their yin energy was her greatest pleasure, or so she claimed.
Gulp—Lua swallowed hard as she gazed at the sleeping Lucia. Sitting beside her for a moment, she pressed a finger into the temptingly raised areola. Squeesh.
"H-hng... uuh..."
Lucia's hand twitched, a soft moan escaping her lips. She grimaced, turning her head aside, and let out a lewd breath.
"Haa... haaah..."
Watching that, Carrot rubbed her pussy even harder. Her eyes were glued to Lucia's body. Even if she perceived it as a dream, seeing Lucia surrounded by others, toyed with like this... the sight of her fingering herself was utterly depraved.
But to Lucy, even Carrot's ugly, desperate form was adorable. After caressing Lucia's body for a bit, Lucy stood and fixed her gaze on Carrot. She approached slowly and wrapped her soft body around Carrot in a tight embrace.
"Hee... hngh...?"
Carrot let out a dumb little sound at the sudden action.
"Sis..."
Smack, smack—ignoring Carrot's reaction, Lucy pressed her lips to the pale nape of her neck and kissed. Sloppy, wet sounds filled the room. What remained was a deep, vivid hickey.
"Looks like Lucy wants to play with Sis."
"Yeah. Then let's just do it ourselves."
The two nodded. Lua reached out and lightly pressed Lucia's lower abdomen.
"Nng..."
Succubi magic never woke its target—no defensive spells cast, at least. As far as they'd checked, Lucia had none. It was only natural; Rachel had spent all that time posing as Carrot to erode her vigilance. Her innate magic resistance was a tad high, but this was no issue.
Lucia wouldn't wake now, no matter who carried her off.
"Well... shall we start by laying the path...?"
Scraaape, scraaape—Lua's fingers began tracing Lucia's lower abdomen. Creating a Sound Gate took time by default. They wouldn't finish it today—just etch the pathway for now.
The Sound Gate was the antithesis of Holy Power. For it to take root in Lucia, who embodied Holy Power itself, would require time. A month or two, and it'd be done. The more exposure to lewdness in the meantime, the faster it'd go.
In that sense, Carrot was a huge help. With her around, Lucia's fall was all but guaranteed.
Squelch, squelch.
"Huu... h-hng... th-this feels g-good..."
"U-uh... Sis... y-you like it h-here, right...?"
"Hee... ugh...!"
Splurt, splurt—the sound of squirting came from behind. Carrot convulsed in ecstasy, moaning happily, while Lucy passionately sucked on her ear. The other two pouted a little at the sight.
They were working so hard on the Sound Gate, and those two were just pleasuring themselves. Well, since it was Lucy, they'd forgive it.
"Okay... like this, like this..."
Muttering to herself, Lua worked her fingers diligently. A translucent line slowly etched into Lucia's lower abdomen. This was just the foundation for the Sound Gate to settle in. The effect? Mildly heightened sensitivity. Nothing like what Carrot endured lately—just a slight uptick in libido.
"Nng... haa..."
As the lines took shape, Lucia's breathing quickened. Rachel must have been busy in her dream.
"Carrot... feels... good...?"
Lucia searched for Carrot in her sleep, her face flushing as she twisted her legs together. Ruen slowly peeled off her pants, swallowing hard at the sight of her soaked panties.
"...I'm hungry."
Seeing Lucia like this stirred her absorption urges. But she couldn't drain her yet. Without the Sound Gate, Holy Power backlash would incinerate her insides. No matter—she'd savor her later.
Lucy kept planting hickeys on Carrot's neck. Ruen watched her for a moment, then waved her hand: come here.
"U-uh...?"
Lucy brought Carrot over. She kissed her gasping lips—smack—then positioned her in front of Lucia.
"Hee... heeugh...?"
Carrot's gaze locked on the sleeping Lucia. Her eyes glazed as she sped up her fingers.
Squelch, squelch.
"U- haaah... heeeh...!"
Drool dribbled from Carrot's mouth. Her hips shook violently; she couldn't tear her eyes from Lucia.
"Sis, no way..."
Ruen smirked. Sticking out her tongue in disbelief,
"You're masturbating to Sister Lucia?"
"Eh, ugh...?"
Carrot didn't answer. She just shook her head no. But Ruen wouldn't let it slide.
"Eek, heeeh...!?"
Ruen pinched and tugged her nipple hard, drawing a vulgar moan from Carrot.
"Sis... I'm asking."
"Eh, hii... n-nooo... n-not at aaall..."
She desperately repeated no, but her hand never stopped rubbing her clit. Her eyes were fixed on Lucia's breasts, devouring the swollen mounds with sticky lust as her fingers worked furiously.
Squelch, squelch.
Then she spread her pussy lips wide and rubbed frantically. Her eyes glazed over; juices dripped from her slit.
Seeing that, Lua raised an eyebrow.
"Ugh..."
She shot Carrot a look of disgust. At the same time, Carrot's legs quivered harder. Was it the scorn? Her sensitivity felt way higher now.
Ruen stood too, whispering in her other ear.
"Getting excited from the abuse...?"
"N-nooo..."
Her mouth said no, but her body was honest. Her plunging fingers now dug into her pussy entrance—despite claiming she was too scared to touch inside before. Total masturbation addict.
Scraaape, scraaape.
"Nng... Carrot..."
Lua diligently etched the Sound Gate's path.
Squelch, slurp.
"Heh... heeh...!"
Carrot's ear was teased by a probing tongue, wrenching pained moans from her.
"Filthy pervert jerking off to your comrade... getting off on abuse..."
"N-nooo..."
"D-don't l-listen... Sis is l-lovely... pretty... g-go on, t-touch your p-pussy... feel good...?"
Abuse in one ear, praise in the other. Carrot's pupils quivered as she thrashed her head. Her body spasmed; she rolled her eyes back.
"Perverted freak aroused by degradation... disgusting sow... Holy Knight defiling the sacred..."
"Y-yeah, Sis... good girl... k-keep rubbing that p-pussy... feels so good..."
"Ugh, kgh...!"
The relentless mix scrambled her brain. Carrot slumped forward.
Splat.
She collapsed to her knees, drool streaming, hands shaking. Her abdomen clenched—the telltale signs of orgasmic bliss rippled through her. But she couldn't cum. They'd forbidden it.
"There... all done."
Proudly, Lua pulled her hands away.
"Done already?"
"Yeah. Now we just keep working on the Sound Gate."
"H-hope we can eat this sis s-soon..."
"Me too."
The framework was set. Time to build the Sound Gate proper. Lua redressed Lucia and clapped her hands clean. Her eyes shifted to Carrot.
"Hee... heeeuh..."
Sprawled on the floor, moaning in bliss. The triplets chuckled and gently supported her limp body. Leaning close to her ear,
"Now, let's finish the rest in your room...?"
They whispered. Carrot, drained and helpless, had no choice.
"Y-yesh..."
She just answered, dragging her weak legs along.
"...Huh?"
I swallowed hard. My hands shook; a chill raced down my spine at the unbelievable truth. Kneeling, I slowly opened my eyes.
...Why is this happening?
My Holy Power had dropped. And this time, even more. I could still take down a great demon, but... was the drain accelerating?
Swallowing dryly, I stared at the Manus statue on the desk—the small idol I'd set up for prayer earlier.
"Hm...?"
It looked the same as always. But one difference: the Manus statue was soaked. Some strange fluid drenched it completely. I picked it up for a closer look.
Knock knock.
Just then, a knock at the door. Turning the knob revealed Rachel, same as ever.
"Good morning. Shall we have breakfast?"
Her eyes flicked to the statue in my hand. They widened; she smirked.
"Oh my. Those girls..."
Snap.
The world spun. Thud. Huh? Did I just fall? My legs gave out, and I crumpled to the floor. Dazed, I looked up at Rachel as she picked up the fallen statue.
"You should clean up after using it... you'll get caught like this."
My consciousness faded. My body heated up; my mind turned to mush.
"First time absorbing in the morning, but... should be fine."
Rachel's voice echoed like it had reverb. Staring blankly at her as she pulled me into an embrace.
"Just a little today. Okay?"
"Eh...?"
It was a question, but perfunctory. Warmth pressed against my lips.
"Mmm..."
Dazed, I accepted Rachel's kiss. I had no choice. The moment her tongue slipped in, something caught my hazy eye.
White hair, thin nightgown—Lucia. Staring wide-eyed right at us.