The Church Party: Subduing Labella and Erden (8)
She had intended to use Marei to force Labella into the role of a dog, breaking her completely so that both top and bottom would be thoroughly marked. But now that their positions had reversed, Labella showed no intention of treating Erden even as a pet.
“I was going to let it slide if you behaved, but you kept thrusting into her so roughly that it made noise? I thought the Saintess had turned into a nymphomaniac whore.”
Whore. Yes, Labella was treating the Saintess like a prostitute. Every word she spoke was laced with contempt and mockery.
No matter how influential Labella was within the Empire, she could never stand on equal footing with the Saintess. Even the Pope deferred to Erden, and only the proud Empress regarded her as a true equal.
“Oh my, how frightening… Marei doesn’t like women with bad tempers, does he? He prefers someone who accepts everything, just like his mother.”
“Huh? Uh, well… yes, that’s right…”
Yet at this moment, Labella was nothing more than a helpless inferior. She had never even spoken to Erden at the annual imperial conferences, knowing her only through rumors as the strict and upright head of the Pawen family. Until last week, she had not been particularly wary, but the moment an opportunity presented itself, Erden had struck back so decisively that Labella now regretted having underestimated her.
“……I’m sorry.”
After a long time, an apology finally left Erden’s lips. Even when she made mistakes, she usually handled them herself, and the word “sorry” was something no ordinary person would ever expect to hear from the Saintess. Yet the sight of the boy anxiously watching the two of them made her mouth move on its own.
This was her own oversight. When it came to the Pawen family, she had only been wary of that vigorous green dragon. But a dragon’s offspring was still a dragon—simply a small one that had not yet drawn much attention.
“Ugh… ugh… Mother… w-wait a moment……”
“You’re going to cum because Mother is doing it, aren’t you? You’re going to cum right away because Mother’s hand is stroking your cock, aren’t you?”
Marei’s body began to tremble. No matter how skilled Labella’s technique was, simply brushing her hand lightly over him would never make him climax. She had only been teasing him, bringing him to the edge again and again while controlling Erden, then suddenly changing the mood and selfishly stealing his penis away.
“Auu… yes, Mother’s handjob… it feels so good……”
“Now, cum. Ah, cum into Erden’s food bowl. You said you were going to feed your meat toilet, didn’t you?”
—Slurp… slurp… slurp… slurp…
White fluid had been smeared across the massive, dark-red shaft that no one would ever mistake for a young boy’s. Every time Labella’s pale fingers gripped and stroked upward, the sound of air being pushed out mixed with the lewd noise of sticky fluid being rubbed between skin.
With her head resting on Marei’s shoulder, Labella continued the handjob while smiling mischievously at Erden. Seeing that mocking expression, Erden clenched her fists tightly. Her already pale hands lost all color and turned even whiter.
“Auuu……”
“It feels like your hand is burning… It’s throbbing and pulsing so hard. Do you like Mother’s hand?”
“Uuuu…… Yes… I like how Mother’s hand strokes me……”
Because Marei had ordered her to stand, Erden had no choice but to remain standing. Perhaps this was why Labella had accepted even his unreasonable demands without complaint. Watching Marei tremble at the waist with a blissful expression, Erden swallowed dryly. Her gaze kept drifting downward, but she forced herself to look away and lowered her head.
Beneath the Saintess’s eyes sat a large bowl. Though she could not see the side, the name “Erden Fabel” was written on it. It was not a dining bowl, but a dish prepared for personal prayers and ceremonial offerings during worship.
“Now, Marei, cum… cum hard. You have to feed Erden with Mother’s hand, don’t you?”
“Uhaaah… Yes… yes……”
It was a sight that would have invited divine punishment if any god were watching, yet neither Labella nor Erden cared. The young boy, lost in pleasure between his mother and the Saintess, did not even know what the bowl at his feet was, so he felt nothing. The two women who did know paid it no mind either, even though they recognized it as a sacred vessel. As if God did not exist. As if there were no god at all. Their attention was focused solely on the boy receiving a handjob from his mother.
“Now, Erden. Feed Marei your breast. But you know you’re not allowed to touch it yourself, right?”
“……Yes.”
A sudden wave of gratitude rose toward Labella, who had just been mocking her. The order not to touch the penis that belonged to her stirred a faint rebellious feeling, yet all the ugly thoughts and sticky jealousy she had felt earlier vanished like a lie.
“Ahiiit… Aang, d-don’t bite… S-suck gently……”
—Slurp… slurp… slurp…!
As Marei roughly sucked and pulled at her breast with his hands, Erden barely managed to suppress the urge to reach for his penis and instead placed both hands on his shoulders to steady herself.
“Huuhihee…… It’s touching my stomach… Aaah, I want it… Marei’s cock… I want his cock……”
Simply having the boy she loved suckle at her breast and drink her milk was already enough to bring her to a light climax. Now Labella’s hand was moving his penis back and forth, rubbing the shaft against Erden’s tightly pressed abdomen. The hot, hard sensation against her skin made Erden press herself even closer to Marei.
“It’s Master, isn’t it?”
“Master’s cock… I want Master’s cock…! Auu, m-my breast, if you lick it like that… hnnng…!”
When Labella corrected her with a short remark, Erden immediately realized her mistake and began chanting “Master” while squeezing her thighs around his penis. As if soothing the Saintess’s plea, Marei bit and sucked hard on her nipple, drawing a sharp cry from Erden’s lips. Her body rocked up and down as though they were having sex, rubbing his shaft against her stomach, while her neglected breast swayed heavily with each movement.
“Aang, i-if you do that… hnnng…! Aang, I feel like I’m going to cum just from feeding you my breast… huu…!”
Even as she spoke as though refusing, the hands that had been resting on Marei’s shoulders moved carefully to embrace his neck, pulling him deeper into her chest.
“Aah, aah, no, no… J-just from my breasts… hnnng…! Aaah, I don’t want to… J-just from my breasts… huu…!”
“Marei has to cum too. Now, cum hard. Cum hard…! You have to feed Erden, don’t you?”
“Uuuut…! I-I’m going to cum……”
Labella’s own sex was already overflowing, honey dripping down her thighs like a flood. The arousal that should have cooled only grew hotter, rising and falling endlessly. The more they indulged their lust, the more their bodies burned. Simply stroking his penis or having her breasts sucked was enough to bring them to climax. Even pleasure intense enough to make them faint was something they accepted, and after receiving his release, their vitality only increased. Driven by a competitive spirit that refused to yield to each other, both women stubbornly held on despite the overwhelming ecstasy.
“Auuu… It’s coming out… Erden’s food… is coming out!!”
Erden’s body collapsed forward, and thick semen splattered across her clinging form. The sensation of the sticky, jelly-like fluid landing on her skin made her lower body grow wet once more.
—Squish…! Squiiish… Slurp…! Slurp…!
“It would be a shame to spill it on the floor, wouldn’t it? Come on, into the bowl… into the food bowl?”
Labella picked up the large dish and guided Marei’s penis, catching his semen inside it. The sound of liquid filling continued, and soon the bowl grew heavy with the thick, white load.
“Huuu… Auuu……”
“It’s getting heavy… Now, keep cumming… keep going…!”
“Yes… yes……”
—Gulp, gulp… gulp… gulp…!
Hot breaths burst from Marei’s mouth. The dense semen he kept pumping out messily filled the bowl. Though Labella guided the direction with her hand, the thick fluid still splattered across the floor, onto Erden, and around the edges of the dish.