Shattering the Saintess (1)
“Huu, hngh...”
I let out ragged breaths. My vision was pitch black, sharpening my other senses to a razor's edge. I bit down hard on my lip and slid my hand downward. I had to fumble around just to find my pussy. My clit stood stiff and erect. The sopping wetness of my folds clung to my fingers.
Wait a second...
Suddenly, a single thought pierced through my hazy mind. Wasn't I not supposed to masturbate right now?
I furrowed my brow. Clenching my fists tight, I resisted the voice in my head with everything I had. Memories surfaced of the vow I'd once made—no more masturbation. I'd sworn it in the name of Lady Manus. If I gave in here, I'd be betraying her.
“Nngh, ngh...”
I fought back against the insistent chant of you have to masturbate, letting out stupid, pathetic noises. I poured every ounce of strength into it, until blood trickled from my bitten lip.
“...Why's sis acting like that?”
Lua's voice came from somewhere off to the side. They'd noticed something off and were whispering among themselves.
Please, please...!
Even as I ground my teeth, resisting the urge, I pleaded inwardly.
“Hic, hiik...”
The compulsion to touch my pussy. The burning heat in my lower belly, screaming for release. I battled every filthy impulse with all my might.
It was because of my vow. Was the divine protection of Lady Manus, the goddess I served, stronger than I'd thought? The oppressive voice began to fade.
“Huu, hngh... ngh...!”
I tensed my entire body, fighting the restraints. Somehow, I had to honor that vow.
In that moment, I gritted my teeth and surged to my feet. With a flap, I tore off the panties covering my face. The triplets' eyes went wide in unison.
I strode toward them and planted myself right in front.
“My vow... won't be broken...”
As they all raised their hands, I unleashed my holy power with everything I had—
****
“...Sis put up one hell of a fight, huh.”
“Y-yeah... If this were reality, there's no way we'd have won...”
“Whoa... Sis is merciless against enemies she sees herself as fighting.”
Naked and sprawled on the bed, Carrot twitched and jerked.
“Ngh... my... vow... nngh...”
Her lower abdomen glowed brightly from the Sound Gate. This was Carrot's dorm room. Midway through, when she'd refused to masturbate and ignored their commands, they'd knocked her out and dragged her here.
Her defiance up to the point of rising due to her 'vow' was real. Everything after? They'd forcibly put her back to sleep and brought her to the room. The dream she was having now was to erase any lingering inconsistencies.
The Sound Gate was at stage 2. As expected before stage 3, its binding effect was still weak.
“Still, that was a surprise. A vow, huh...”
“Guess faith holds more power over humans than we thought.”
“Wh-what's a vow...?”
Ruen looked just as curious. But Lua wouldn't know. She pondered for a moment, then snapped her fingers.
“Sis. Sorry to interrupt your good dream. Mind waking up for a sec?”
“Y-yes...”
Carrot rose from the bed with her eyes still closed, lids twitching—she was still dreaming. Most suggestions worked like this. Any parts that might cause dissonance in reality got patched over with dreams. They'd just dismiss it as a 'nightmare' or 'weird dream.'
“Sis. What's a vow?”
“A vow is... the strongest, most dangerous promise I make to my goddess...”
The triplets' faces grew even more puzzled. Carrot continued her explanation.
“My vow was... no masturbation. If I break it, I lose something precious...”
“Aha.”
That explained why the suggestion hadn't taken hold fully. A vow to her own goddess couldn't be overridden by mere suggestion. Obedience might be one thing, but this? No way. They definitely needed to raise the Sound Gate to stage 3.
“So... how do you break a vow?”
“It can't... be broken. Not by me... not by anyone else's power...”
Lua flashed a bright smile. There was no such thing as absolute in this world. At minimum, stage 3 Sound Gate—even stage 4 at worst—would shatter it. The other two seemed to agree.
“Hmm...”
The three pondered briefly. They huddled together, brainstorming ways to break Carrot's vow as quickly as possible.
And they came up with one clever idea.
Carrot had once imprinted a Sound Gate on Lucia using her own power. The reverse should work just fine.
They recalled the holy power manipulation they'd studied before. Faith was deeply tied to the human mind. Which meant they could approach it from the opposite angle.
What if they could manipulate that faith at will? Interfere with her mind, weaken her devotion?
Then the power of her vow would weaken too—since it scaled with her faith.
What they needed now was Lucia.
They'd heard holy power could purify the human mind. So couldn't it do the opposite?
If it failed, they'd all get purified at once. But if they were scared of that, they wouldn't be doing this in the first place.
This must be how Rachel felt. The triplets all felt a thrill of excitement. The pleasure of taming a strong woman, slipping a collar around her neck and making her squirm.
Once you'd tasted that intense conquest, there was no escaping it. And Carrot, as their first, held special meaning.
Lucy ran her eyes over Carrot's body and swallowed hard.
“...Sh-should we... g-get Lucia sis...?”
“How? Mom's not home today. We can't disguise ourselves yet. Too hard.”
“Uh, the Sound Gate... it's h-halfway done... right...?”
“Yeah. We'll have to finish it later anyway...”
“L-let's do it... t-today...”
“Today? How?”
Lucy grinned sweetly. She hugged Carrot tight, licked her nape lightly.
“We... use bait...”
She stroked Carrot's hair slowly.
****
As expected... it hurts a lot...
Lucia sighed deeply as she walked. Just now, Lua had stopped by her office, mentioned Carrot wasn't feeling well, and left. After thanking her and sending her off, Lucia was heading to Carrot's dorm.
Knock knock.
“Carrot. Coming in?”
“Y-yeah...”
Lucia entered. Carrot lay under the covers, face flushed, breathing heavily. She didn't look good.
“Aigoo... I told you I'd cover for you at the inspection today.”
“Hehe... sorry...”
Carrot grinned sheepishly. Lucia wanted to scold her, but that smile made it impossible. Sighing, she sat on the bed.
“Did you eat?”
“Yeah... dinner at the cafeteria earlier...”
“You still need rest. That's part of conditioning too.”
“Sorry, sis... suddenly felt awful...”
Lucia scratched her cheek. Those pure eyes staring up made words fail.
“Just know you're sorry. Making me worry...”
She grumbled, but her expression had softened completely. Reaching out, she stroked Carrot's face. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead; hair stuck to her cheeks.
“Hot?”
“Y-yeah... a little...?”
“Let's pull back the blanket first. If it's a cold, I can heal you—”
Flap.
Lucia yanked the covers away. But she froze, words dying in her throat.
“Wh-what...?”
“...Ahem.”
Carrot was naked. A sweet scent hit her, and Lucia swallowed unconsciously. Her crotch looked damp—was it her imagination?
Carrot continued, face red.
“Wh-what...?”
“Oh, nothing. Didn't expect you to be undressed.”
“Y-yeah... felt stuffy, so...”
Carrot stared silently at Lucia. Then, suddenly, she spread her arms wide.
“...Why?”
Carrot smiled faintly.
“Seeing you makes me wanna hug...”
How could she refuse that? Blushing, Lucia lay on the bed. Carrot's arms wrapped around her waist. Soft, lewd flesh pressed close.
...Come to think of it, we haven't done anything naughty in a while.
Memories flooded back of naked nights with Carrot, indulging in pleasure. Almost daily, fingering each other, moaning.
Thinking of it made her lower belly itch.
What am I doing in front of someone who's sick...?
But her head filled with filthy thoughts, leaving no room for anything else. Normally, she wouldn't feel this aroused. Was it because she was holding Carrot?
But the unease she felt wasn't just 'imagination.'
In the room's curtained blind spot stood Lucy, eyes gleaming, hands twitching. Aimed at Lucia's back.
She was interfering with Lucia's Sound Gate, channeling a heat-inducing spell. But since it was incomplete, it only sparked lewd feelings. Still, that was enough.
“Mngh...”
Carrot hugged her tighter, distracting her mind. So Lucia didn't notice Lucy lurking behind.
Lua grinned and grabbed the back of Lucia's head.
“Hngh, hiik?!”
Before she could react, Lua poured every drop of mana into her. The same spell Rachel had used to knock her out before. Weakened by the Sound Gate, Lucia collapsed instantly.
Thud.
“Haa, haa...”
Lua slumped back, exhausted.
“S-sis... haa... ngh... k-kiss... quick...”
Overwhelmed by delirious weakness, she panted, calling for Carrot.
“Y-yes...”
Carrot rose, leaving Lucia. Wet, sloppy deep-kiss sounds filled the air as Ruen and Lucy emerged from hiding.
“Ngh, hngh...”
“Oh my... she came already.”
Too much mana, perhaps. Overloaded, Lucia convulsed, soaking her panties.
Shiii—
The shameful sound of liquid flowed.
“She can beg for cleanup later...”
Ruen flipped the unconscious Lucia, stripped her bare, spread her legs wide. Then stared at her faintly glowing lower abdomen.
“Let's complete the Sound Gate as fast as possible.”
Lucy nodded. Lua, tangled in tongues and absorbing yin with Carrot, should rest a bit. Deciding that, Ruen climbed atop Lucia.
“Gah... heek...”
Lucia's eyes rolled back, drool spilling. Hardly saintess material in this pathetic state.
“Alright... let's begin.”
Ruen pressed down hard on her lower belly.
Lua's abdomen quivered; moans escaped. Ruen's mana intensified the Sound Gate's glow.
To break Carrot's vow, they needed Lucia's holy power. Raise the stage and activate it—success rate 100%.
What would Carrot lose once the vow shattered? Consumed by twisted curiosity, Ruen grinned in excitement.
They'd succeeded in collaring the lioness. Now, pull out every tooth and claw.
And someday, the priests who'd whispered about them would meet the same fate—offering their yin and purity willingly.