Pleasure Injection
The sticky, wet mucous membrane touched my fingertips where Luna's fleshy inner walls should have tightly gripped my fingers.
"...What the hell is this...?"
The finger attempting to invade her vagina trembled helplessly, blocked by some transparent barrier. No matter how much force I applied to move my hand, Luna's frozen body began rejecting my commands. Just moments ago I could touch her freely, but now even casting a shadow over her pussy caused her body to slip beyond my control.
'...No... don't...'
"Luna?"
I listened to the quiet tremor echoing through her soul and called out to Luna's sleeping mind. That's right. Luna was ignorant about "sex" and carried a vague fear of it. She possessed basic sexual knowledge and the curiosity that came with it, but the guilt of harboring impure desires and the terror of the unknown kept her protected. Her pure soul was instinctively repelling the corrupting knowledge.
Humans all have their own preferences. Luna simply disliked the act called "sex." Unlike a healthy exchange of love between partners, it was a meaningless pursuit driven solely by physical desire. That didn't mean there were no methods available, but they were far too dangerous. One mistake and Luna's soul could shatter completely, leaving nothing but an empty shell.
I wanted to teach Luna the joy of serving her Master. I didn't want to kill her. After all, Luna was my one and only family and friend in this world.
"...Hmm. Then what should I do...?"
I rose from the bed where I'd laid her down, crossed my arms, and stood before the mirror. No matter how many times I looked, her body drew an involuntary gasp of admiration—even through another woman's eyes. It would be an absolute waste to let such a lewd form and the desires crushed deep inside it rot away. This was a body that could surely please the Master and brew high-quality essence to strengthen his power.
I wanted to draw Luna into the Master's embrace by any means necessary. Was there really no way...?
"...Ah. Then how about this side...?"
I dragged the chair I'd pushed aside back into position and straddled it, leaning forward. Turning to glance at the mirror behind me, I spread Luna's ass cheeks wide with one hand. Cool air rushed in, making her cute pink anus twitch and pucker.
"...Slurp."
Smiling faintly, I slipped my ring finger into my mouth, coated it thoroughly with saliva, and pressed it against her anus.
"Mmm... Just as I thought..."
There was a bit of resistance, but I could touch Luna's body once more. Since this was an excretory organ rather than a sexual one, I'd guessed the resistance would be weaker—and it looked like I'd been correct.
According to Luna's memories, her first encounter with sexual knowledge had come from a single porn video. Even though she understood the performers were actors and the scene was staged, I'd exploited that opening. After watching the two actors engage in anal sex, Luna had dismissed it with a curt thought: 'There's no way that feels good.' She'd judged it as nothing more than perverse staging. Because her soul believed that turning the anus into an erogenous zone was pure fiction, I could break through her resistance.
Using this place, I could corrupt her without her even realizing she'd fallen. Of course, the concept of it being "lewd" still created a slight resistance that tried to push my finger out, but compared to her pussy, it was no more than a baby's playful kick.
I slowly soothed Luna's churning soul and rubbed around her anus with my saliva-drenched finger.
"Heh... Yes, Luna... It really would be such a waste to let a body like this rot away...♡"
Her body was already beginning to heat up from nothing more than external rubbing. I'd never tried this side myself, but the completely different sensations flowing through this form told me everything. Luna was a woman with such exceptional talent that she could feel pleasure throughout her entire being.
To think she'd planned to lock this body away in the prison of purity and live her life serving God. I let out a deep sigh, bit my lower lip, and put strength into my finger. Carefully—so as not to cause any internal injury—I pressed against the tightly sealed anus.
Squish!
"Nnghuuuu...♡"
The overwhelming pressure and heat enveloping my pinky finger. My chilled ring finger was surrounded by a sticky, melting barrier. An eerie chill ran down my spine from the foreign sensation in my ass, and my uterus below my navel began to throb with a stimulation it had never experienced before.
Compared to the pleasure a Saintess's body could obtain, it was a faint stimulation—like dirt beneath a fingernail. It was an unclean yet pure hole belonging to a human body that hadn't even awakened to sexual sensitivity, let alone been developed. And yet right now, using Luna's body, I was feeling a small trace of pleasure and letting out moans.
It felt like I'd dug into the earth and immediately struck gold. I became certain that Luna could definitely become an outstanding Saintess.
Smiling wickedly, I adjusted my posture and began moving the finger embedded in her anus with care. So that next time it could accept something larger. So that ultimately it could accept the Master's cock. I stimulated the walls with the sensation of widening the still-tight space, pulling my finger out before thrusting it back in.
"Mmm, kuh...! Haah, ngh♡"
'Ah, no... This kind of thing is impure... Stop...'
Ah, Luna's voice. No matter how dull she was, it seemed she'd finally identified the sensation she was feeling. As a member of the clergy, she raised her voice in resistance against "pleasure"—that slothful delight one could obtain so easily without any price.
Good. Then let's begin.
'Why... why is my body moving on its own... Aah, stop, please stop...! God...!'
But it feels good♡ Even though this kind of thing can never be forgiven, having my insides stirred up feels so good...♡
'Hii?! Wh-who's voice was that just now... Could it be... me...?'
You've held back for so long. Surely the Lord will forgive you for just this one night♡ Instead of worrying about that, shall we focus on this "pleasure" first? The feeling of thrusting deep into your ass... I can't hold it back anymore...
'Ah, hng...! Th-that kind of talk... B-but...'
It feels good♡
'It feels... good...♡'
I poured my voice into Luna's soul. Like dripping black ink little by little into a clear, transparent lake—so that it would be dyed pitch black before she even realized what was happening. I tore down the guilt toward pleasure that still lingered within her soul. I made it so she could think of nothing but the pleasure radiating from her ass in this moment.
When I slightly relaxed the strength in my moving finger, her hand began moving on its own.
"Ahng, hiiik?! Ah♡"
'It feels good, it feels good, it feels good. I'm sorry, I apologize♡ Hah, but just today, just for this one night...♡ Please forgive me... Lord♡'
Watching Luna's hand move exactly as I'd colored it, I savored the pleasure from within her body. My sister, Kang Luna. An ascetic who always put others before herself, a virtuous person. Yes—a virtuous person. Since she was human too, she naturally possessed desires; she'd simply forced them down. There was no way Luna could stop the disaster of those dammed-up desires now bursting forth all at once. Being swept away by that fierce torrent and flailing helplessly was all she could manage.
"Nnghiit, my ass, my asss feels so gooood...!!"
From her ass—where Luna's gaze could not reach—the wet, obscene sound of something greedily swallowing my finger grew louder. Every time I pulled out, her anus clung stubbornly, and my lower belly tingled with sharp pleasure. The climax was drawing near.
For Luna, who had never once masturbated in her entire life, another unknown descended upon her. Anxiety and fear toward this first sensation—but Luna did not resist. She did not push my hand away. With a slackened face and an expression drenched in lust, she simply moved her hand mindlessly, stirring her anus.
It seemed she could no longer turn her head from the temptation of this first pleasure.
"Hnguoooh?! S-something's coming?! Ngh, higuuh...! C-cumming...!!"
I too reached a light climax from the distant waves of ecstasy transmitted through Luna's body. So this was anal... A little different from the pussy, yet similar—an intriguing new experience that piqued my interest...♡
More importantly, Luna. Her large ass twitched and jumped while her body slumped over the chair. The ruined, ugly expression on Luna's face was not that of the Sister admired by countless male agents. With a face smeared in saliva and tears, letting out a dazed smile, it seemed Luna had quite enjoyed her first climax.
Pussy juices dripped down her thighs. Her anus, slightly spread, exhaled hot breaths. In this moment, Luna had engraved the pleasure of her ass—its sweetness—deep into her soul. From now on, she probably wouldn't resist much when it came to this side.
Then, shall we wrap things up for today...? Piercing through the loosened guard of her soul, still submerged in the afterglow of climax, I infused "curiosity" into her.
"...Mm, fuu... That felt good♡ So this is what cumming feels like...♡ I came with my ass... It felt this good with just a finger... If it's a man's thing like I saw in that porn back then..."
'...If I squeeze it with my ass... would it feel... good...?'
"...Slurp...♡"
I scooped up the love juices flowing from her pussy and brought them to my mouth. Luna licked the honey of desire coating her own fingers, already anticipating the unknown pleasure. Good. Let's end it here for today. I wanted to go further, but my stamina had reached its limit.
The moment I exited Luna's body, my vision brightened. Underwear covered the naked form, and the grey hair that had swayed from the shoulders returned to familiar silver strands. So this was possession. The technique itself was no different from astral projection, but the heavy stamina consumption was a clear drawback. Roughly speaking, I could possess another person for about thirty minutes.
Still, this much was enough. There was still plenty of time. I could take it slow... slowly dyeing Luna...♡
"Fufu..."
When I glanced downward, I noticed my panties were soaked and stained. I wiped the honey from the wet patch with my hand, licked it clean just as Luna had, and smiled. I couldn't quite name this emotion. I was far too excited. For the sight of Luna completely corrupted...
"...I heard you called for me."
"Ah, have a seat."
The next day, I faced an old man smoking inside a dark office where sunlight was blocked by closed blinds. The elderly man, dressed neatly in a suit—the British Branch Director—extinguished his cigarette and guided me to my seat.
"...No need for greetings, correct? You, Isabelle, have never liked long preambles."
"Thank you for understanding."
The surface of the black tea in the cup he slid toward me rippled. The old man and I, reflected on its surface, simply stared at each other.
"The location of the next mask has been identified. It is in Japan, and the accompanying agent has already been selected."
"...I have many questions. If the next mission site was Japan, we could have traveled directly from Korea. And if you intended to keep me on standby, waiting at the Japanese branch would have been more logical in terms of time, route, and every other factor. Why exactly did you recall me to the British branch? I also request information regarding the agent who will accompany me."
"My, you really do have a lot of questions. Shall we handle them one by one? Hmm... First, the reason I recalled you to the British branch was for your rest, and also at the request of a certain agent. Isabelle Kang, you have been performing missions without returning for one hundred and sixty-nine days. You would have died at that rate."
"...I'm fine. But what do you mean by 'at a certain agent's request'?"
I immediately pressed the branch director, who was sipping his tea. An agent capable of arbitrarily changing another agent's schedule?
"It's an agent you know well. She's a friend of mine, too. She hasn't announced it yet, but she is currently staying at the British branch ahead of her impending retirement. She said she absolutely wanted to meet you before retiring."
At the branch director's words, my eyebrows twitched involuntarily. An agent I knew well, soon to retire. An acquaintance of the branch director, and the next mission location was Japan...
"...Could it be Yumekawa?"
"Yes. Kaede Yumekawa of Japan, whose career rivals even that of England's Isabelle Kang. She suffered an injury during a mission in Scotland, losing three fingers, and is currently recuperating at the British branch. She underwent nearly a month of rehabilitation to return to duty but ultimately decided to retire."
The sly old fox, Kaede Yumekawa. Japan's military power incarnate, a legendary agent and the branch director's classmate from training school. She had obtained agent qualifications at the age of fifteen—far younger than me—and over forty years had slain more than one hundred Saintesses. Yet she was a narrow-minded, cunning woman who fell far short of her legendary name.
That was why I couldn't understand it. She wanted to meet me? The pathetic woman who lost to me every time we sparred and then badmouthed me behind my back... wanted to see me?
"Then is Agent Yumekawa currently—"
"Right here. Sorry for calling you out for nothing~ I'm apologizing, see? Loosen that expression, Agent Isabelle."
"....."
At the foxy voice that sounded behind me, I turned my head. A hand missing several fingers landed on my shoulder. An Asian woman had approached without me sensing the slightest presence, staring at me with a smiling mouth and unsmiling eyes.
"It's been a while, Agent Yumekawa."
"Don't say things you don't mean. My apology was a lie too, after all."
The old fox smiled slyly as she touched my hair. As expected, I didn't like this woman. With a small sigh, I deliberately looked away. The branch director, who had been glancing between us, finally spoke.
"...Kaede, I granted your final request. I'd appreciate some courtesy."
"Oh my, sorry. When I remember the humiliations I suffered because of Agent Isabelle, I can't help but say such things."
"...Did you call me here because you wanted one last spar before retiring?"
As I loosened the stiff joints in my hand and quietly looked forward, I felt a murderous presence at my back. Realizing things would get ugly if left alone, the branch director cleared his throat and glared at the ominous figure behind me.
"Kaede."
"Fine, fine. I simply wanted to ask you to take good care of my daughter."
"...Take good care? What exactly—"
Swish—
A single document fluttered through the air and landed on the table before me.
"The agent accompanying Agent Isabelle on the Japan mission is my daughter. Her coming-of-age ceremony is currently underway, which is why you've been kept waiting like this."
"...'Harumu Yumekawa'..."
I looked at the name and photo on the document, then at the fox smiling slyly behind me. A young woman who had only just become an adult. Unlike her ugly, aged mother, she possessed a captivating fox-like face blended with delicate beauty. But like mother, like daughter. This woman clearly wasn't normal either.
The only similarity between the dissimilar mother and daughter was their eyes. The mother had eyes steeped in madness and greed, while the eyes of the daughter named Harumu were...
"...Agent Yumekawa."
"Hm? What is it~? Agent Isabelle~??"
"Just what exactly did you do to your daughter?"
Those eyes held nothing—unlike her mother's. They were clouded in an excessively deep gray, nothing but the deep, hollow eyes of a corpse.