Church Tour (3)
I swallowed hard. What the hell is this...? My mind was a whirlwind of confusion. The command she'd just given me still echoed in my head. Clearly, it was to go piss on the Manus statue over there.
Piss on the Manus statue? Why me? No matter how hard I racked my brain, no answer came.
"Ngh..." My lower abdomen just grew hotter by the second. And swirling relentlessly in my mind was a single voice: 'Obey the triplets' commands.' Every time it rang out, my resistance crumbled. No matter how I tried to shake it off, I couldn't defy the order. It seeped into my thoughts bit by bit, as if it had always been my own idea, manipulating me completely.
Crunch, crunch— My trembling hands shook as a blank expression settled on my face. ...Why had I been resisting all this time? The command was absolute. Even if it meant pissing on Lady Manus's statue.
"Ugh, guh..." A sharp headache lanced through my skull for a moment, but I managed to ignore it.
As I stepped out from the blind spot near the dorms, voices drifted over. Priests out for a nighttime stroll. Officially, smoking and drinking were banned, so walks were all they had to kill time in the church. That's why they chatted like that to stave off boredom.
"Am I the weird one? I just don't get how demons are even allowed in the church."
The topic was, predictably, the triplets. The group of men and women were heatedly discussing today's visitors.
"Honestly, if it weren't for Carrot, they'd have been kicked out. What are we even trusting to let them tour the church?"
"Right? It pisses me off, frankly. Even if it's the Pope's decision..."
"The Pope's going too far. She knows everyone's tearing their hair out over the Longinus Spear these days."
"Aigoo..."
I kept walking, listening to their complaints. My heart pounded like mad. Don't get caught. That thought alone raced through my mind. They were less than fifty meters away. If I made any loud noise here, they'd hear.
Luckily, there were a few objects for cover. I crept forward, muffling my footsteps as much as possible, heading for the crates behind them. I ducked behind them in a hurry, panting heavily.
"Hoo, ha... haa..." Adrenaline made my head spin. My whole body trembled. But ironically, my lower half kept leaking arousal fluid. Sticky trails ran down my thighs.
Drip, drip— I could see my clear juices soaking the grass below. I'm... defiling the church...
This was something I should never do. My sinful lust was polluting the church grounds, protected by the Pope and Lady Manus's Holy Power. To dirty such a sacred place with my naked body...
"Haa, haa..." The surging emotions made it hard to stifle my ragged breaths. My lower abdomen burned wildly. Not because I'd defied the command—but simply from the depraved thrill I felt.
This damned feeling filled my head, drowning out any rational thought. I bit my lip hard and clenched my fists. I'm going insane...
My mind turned to mush, my body heating up. I want to masturbate. The urge flooded my thoughts. But I didn't touch my pussy. If I did now, it felt like I'd lose something precious forever.
I just moved to obey the triplets' command.
"Hup, ha..." The cover was too low to stand, so I had to crawl on all fours. As their voices grew closer, my heartbeat thundered louder. Glancing back unconsciously, I saw the triplets watching me, smirking. Ruen mouthed 'You got this.'
They were laughing at me. Crushing shame surged up, but I couldn't stop.
"Huu, hup..." What if they heard my voice? I fretted anxiously. Then, from too much tension—
Crack!
"Heh, hng...!" I accidentally stepped on a twig with my knee. My Holy Power-enhanced body felt no pain, but...
"...Did you hear that?"
"Huh? A sound?"
"Yeah. Sounded like something breaking over there."
Damn it—I'd made noise right as the priests were talking. I gulped and huddled behind the nearest cover, legs squeezed together, hands shaking. Please don't come. Stay away. I prayed they'd dismiss it as a mistake.
"You must've misheard."
"No, I heard it clear as day. Sounded like a twig snapping."
"You're imagining things. Who'd be wandering around here this late? Everyone who might is right here."
"Hmm... I really heard something..."
Thank goodness—the others talked him down, and no one came this way.
"Hup, huu..." I felt my nipples hardening stiffly. My lower abdomen throbbed harder than before, arousal fluid leaking steadily. No way, am I...? The thought hit me, but I shook my head. I didn't want to believe I was getting excited by people being nearby while naked outside. I prayed I wasn't some filthy pervert.
No one would believe me anyway, dripping like this in such a state.
"Huu..." If I got caught here, my reputation would shatter. Lucia would look at me with disgust. The Pope would shake her head, thinking she'd misjudged me. Everyone at church would whisper behind my back—slut, pervert, hurling insults.
It could never happen. I crawled slowly on all fours until I reached the Manus statue. When their attention turned elsewhere, I slipped behind it.
"Haa, haa..." I hid my body there. From this angle, they wouldn't spot me. Sighing in relief, I looked up at the Manus statue.
A goddess stood majestically, wielding a massive spear. Just gazing at it filled me with awe and surging faith. And then, staring at it, I stood.
"Huu..." My mind went blank. I thrust my slick pussy forward to obey the triplets' command—
"...Huh?"
For a moment, a sharp pain stabbed my head. Suddenly, What am I doing? pierced through my thoughts. Right now, I was about to pee. In front of the statue of the goddess I served and loved most.
This was wrong. I am Lady Manus's—
"Ah... ngh...?"
At the same instant, my body ignited with heat. I clamped my hand over my mouth, trembling violently. My pussy twitched, waves of brain-melting pleasure sweeping over me. But I couldn't cum.
Thud— The intense, tormenting pleasure just made me collapse to a squat right there. Luckily, the noisy chatter drowned out the sound.
"Hae, hek..." Saliva drooled from my gaping mouth. Tongue lolling, body convulsing, I fought the command stabbing at my mind.
But...
"Eh, grk... kuhhe..."
The ecstasy bordering on agony ravaged my thoughts. I could only rise with a vulgar cry, grabbing my mound with shaking hands. I aimed my pussy at the pristine, well-maintained base of the Manus statue.
"Hee, hee... hae..." My whole body pulsed with my heartbeat. After that agonizing pleasure, resistance no longer existed in my mind. Only the need to obey.
"P-please f-forgive me... forgive meee..." Apologies spilled from my lips unbidden. Whether to Lady Manus or for defying the triplets—I couldn't tell anymore, my pleasure-melted brain too far gone.
I just muttered sorry like a madwoman as I relaxed my lower body. My bladder loosened.
"Huu, hup..." Clear arousal trailed down my thighs. Goosebumps prickled my spine. And gushing out—
Spurt, spurt— Transparent urine.
From my slick pussy, it poured with an embarrassing hiss. My abdomen still stabbed, vision spinning. My head filled with sensations I'd never known. Heart hammering, pussy clenching, on the verge of madness.
Spurt, spurt— As my bladder emptied, it felt like my precious self drained away too. Dignity. Faith. Love for Lady Manus. All washed down in urine, defiling her statue.
I knew what those gazes from afar meant without looking. Mockery. Insult at a priest crawling the church naked, pissing on her own goddess's statue.
I had no spirit to defy them.
"Hee, haa... hek..." I just pressed my forehead to the urine-soaked base, feeling arousal leak from below.
A horrific blasphemy. My body trembled from the sin. And the emotion it stirred— a thick, sweet depravity.