Divine Seat
The followers filed into the auditorium. Just as I had surrendered my smartphone, they handed theirs over to the administrators without a second thought.
Men took their places on the right, women on the left, spaced roughly two meters apart. From the raised platform, I watched them gather.
About two hundred in total, men and women combined.
For a famous cult, the number was small. But more than half of those attending the retreat were newcomers. The whole point of this gathering was closer to indoctrinating the fresh blood than anything else. The actual membership of the Gwangwon Sect ran well over three thousand — and that was only counting the Korean branch. Worldwide, it had to exceed a hundred thousand.
"Jiwoo. Do I need to go join the men over there?"
"No. You're a first-time guest, Yujin — and a Noble One. You may do as you please. Simply watch our prayer."
My face brightened.
Excellent special treatment. Join those men and pray? Among a bunch of guys about to get naked? I didn't even want to look that way. It would reek of shit for sure.
Park Su-ho. That bastard's… over with the men. Poor bastard. That's hell over there, you idiot.
Not that I planned to save him. Judging by the serious look on Su-ho's face, he didn't seem to mind much.
Once everyone had entered, Kang Jiwoo took her place at the center of the platform. She fitted a microphone and swept her gaze across the room.
"All right, everyone. It is time for prayer. Let us all return to our original forms — our cleanest, purest selves — and pray."
Kang Jiwoo took hold of the hem of her training uniform and stripped it off without a shred of hesitation. Once the uniform was gone, she stood in nothing but her underwear.
I widened my eyes and locked onto her body. She wore plain white undergarments. Her chest was an A-cup — small, as expected. But her hips were well developed, and her abs were firm. She clearly took care of herself. Even after her idol group collapsed, she must have kept up the workouts. At the center of her white panties, a deep cleft left a vivid camel toe.
As if it were the most natural thing in the world, she removed her underwear as well. Pink, bean-sized nipples stood stiffly erect. Cute little buds.
Between her thighs sat an inverted triangle of black pubic hair, perfectly trimmed along a bikini line.
I focused hard on her pussy. It was pink, the outer lips on the plump side. I wanted to stretch out a finger and touch it. Soft like a sponge, maybe.
Kang Jiwoo neatly folded her uniform and underwear and set them nearby. Naked now, she wore nothing but the microphone. She waited quietly for the followers to undress.
Men and women alike, the Gwangwon Sect followers stripped completely bare just as she had, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world. I did my best not to look toward the men on the right and studied the women on the left instead.
Most of them were plain, with unremarkable figures — but a handful were genuinely beautiful.
About ten lookers… Of course, Kang Jiwoo still has the best face of the lot.
I watched them. Ten different styles of underwear. Ten different chests. Ten different pussies. Maybe it was my imagination, but I could almost smell them from here.
I couldn't just stand there watching a scene like this.
I stripped off my own training uniform and underwear. My thick cock sprang free — already hard. Not getting hard after seeing Kang Jiwoo's body would have been the abnormal reaction. And I hadn't had sex since yesterday.
A man who fucked every single day, going two whole days without. Unthinkable.
Kang Jiwoo's eyes flared in surprise at the sight of my erection. But only for a moment. A faint smile soon touched her lips.
"You don't have to undress if you don't want to, Yujin."
"Everyone else is naked. I can't be the only one still dressed. I'll join all of you."
"Thank you, Yujin."
The Gwangwon Sect's naked prayer session began.
Kang Jiwoo and the followers all knelt in place. Every gaze turned toward her. She accepted their eyes with calm composure.
She brought her hands together before her chest. The followers mirrored her.
"O Lord of Light. We are your faithful followers. We believe in you, follow you, and pray to you every day. Take pity on us, and grant us even a handful of your mercy."
Her voice filled the auditorium through the speakers. The followers echoed her in unison.
"Take pity on us, and grant us even a handful of your mercy!"
Their prayer began. They paid me no attention, wholly absorbed in their devotion. Even with my cock standing at full attention, not a single person looked my way.
Looking at these devoted female followers only made it throb harder.
Sex! I want to fuck!
I wanted to dump two days' worth of built-up cum. With heated eyes, I scanned the women.
Would it be okay to just take one? I'm a Noble One, aren't I? The Light God or whatever chose me. These women should be serving me.
The one I most wanted to take was Kang Jiwoo. She was the most beautiful here. But she was also the ruler of this place. If I jumped her here, the other followers might attack me.
Wiiiiiiing.
A painting appeared on the ceiling at the front of the auditorium — some being standing against a golden halo. It was grotesque. Almost human, and yet not. The golden light was so overdone it was hard to make out the details. But that this figure was the Light God was certain.
"Save us!"
"Save us!"
Kang Jiwoo and the followers prostrated themselves flat toward the painting. Thirty seconds passed and still they didn't rise. Were they asleep?
I studied them more carefully. Not asleep. Quietly praying.
Oh… that ass is… incredible.
I slipped quietly behind Kang Jiwoo. Her ass was flawlessly clean and white — firm, beautifully shaped. Bent over as she was, the cleft between her cheeks was fully exposed. A pretty chrysanthemum of an asshole, and that plump pink pussy.
I crouched low and stared straight into the open hole. Unfortunately, she wasn't a virgin.
Looking at it like this, her pussy is on the large side.
Having confirmed the absence of a hymen, I started to stand. But then that well-used pussy seemed to sense my gaze and fluttered. The blatant invitation left me no choice. I reached out and thrust a finger into her. It sank about a knuckle deep and stopped. She didn't seem to have that much sexual experience after all.
"Hnn?! Y-Yujin?"
"Don't misunderstand, Jiwoo. There was something stuck here."
My heart pounded. The excuse had come out on reflex, and even I thought it was absurd.
"I-I see."
But she bought it.
Was Kang Jiwoo really this easy? Impossible. I'd played cult administrator myself — you either had to be vicious or genuinely fanatical about the faith to pull it off. From what I could tell, she was the latter.
She truly believed I was a Noble One chosen by the Light God.
I pushed my finger all the way in.
"Nngh…."
A small moan escaped her. I glanced around for no good reason. Pointless worry. Every follower was still face-down, locked in prayer.
Think back to the cafeteria earlier. These people are already brainwashed fanatics.
The fact that Park Su-ho had tried to hand his own girlfriend over to me was proof enough their heads were gone. And Kang Jiwoo wasn't even resisting.
I reached my conclusion and decided to act freely.
I worked the finger inside her more vigorously.
Squish. Squish.
Arousal began to trickle from her pussy.
"Hnn…. Yujin… hasn't whatever was stuck there come off yet…?"
"Ah. It has. But I just received a revelation from the Lord of Light. Everything I do is His will."
"Aah…. You're a Noble One, so of course it wouldn't be strange for you to receive His revelations…. Do as the Lord of Light wills. Haaah!"
"Yes. I will."
The microphone beside me caught my eye. I held it up in front of her pussy. My fingers moved more deftly than before.
Squish-squish-squish-squish!
The wet sounds of her pussy flooded the entire auditorium through the speakers.
"Haaaah?! Y-Yujin?!"
"The divine revelation was to let every follower hear."
"I see…. Hnnn."
Startled by the sudden noise, the followers glanced our way. Then, as if nothing had happened, they returned to their prayers. Remarkable creatures.
Erogenous Amplification
I even used Erogenous Amplification for the first time in a while. Her pussy flooded in an instant, water splashing with every thrust of my fingers.
"Aangh… Aaaaaah!"
Kang Jiwoo convulsed through her climax. I stopped moving my fingers. Her vaginal walls spasmed and clamped down around them. I could feel every writhing fold in exquisite detail.
Once her pussy had calmed enough, I pulled my fingers free.
Her clitoris, erect to its limit, had peeled back its hood on its own without being touched, and the open hole radiated damp, searing heat.
I stroked her pussy gently with my palm. Hypersensitive as it was, even that alone was intense stimulation.
"Hauk, ahng! Aauah…."
Kang Jiwoo's face melted. This seemed to be her first time experiencing anything like it.
Squish. Squish.
The wet sounds kept pouring from the speakers.
Time to do it.
I spread her plump pussy wide with my fingers. The hole twitched as if expecting something. I drove my erect cock into her entrance. I'd felt it with my fingers already — the tightness was excellent. Probably from all that steady exercise.
"Haaaaaaaa…! Y-Yujin! Is this also a revelation from the Lord of Light?!"
"Of course. The Lord of Light commanded me to fuck your pussy with my cock and impregnate you. Don't tell me you doubt me — a Noble One?"
Not that I actually intended to get her pregnant.
"I-I believe you! You're a Noble One. The Lord of Light must have some profound purpose we can't yet understand…. Hnnh… Haaaaah!"
"As expected, your faith is outstanding, Jiwoo. I can feel the Lord of Light's joy. Ah — lift your hips a little higher, please."
"L-Like this?"
"Yes. Perfect."
The ideal position for thrusting. I gripped her ripe ass and rolled my hips.
Slap-squish-slap. Lewd sounds rang through the entire auditorium via the speakers. Novel. And increasingly intoxicating. I brought my palm down hard on her white ass.
Smack!
"Hiiiiiik!"
Her pussy clamped down just right. Kang Jiwoo said nothing. If anything, she seemed to be enjoying the situation.
"Good, Jiwoo…. I'm going to cum inside now. This too is the Lord of Light's revelation — accept it with joy."
"Aaaah… Lord of Light. Lord of Light…. I will follow Your will. Lord of Light…! Hnnnngh!"
With her face completely undone, Kang Jiwoo kept chanting the Light God's name. Thud! I pressed the head of my cock flush against her cervix and began to cum. Pleasure shuddered through my body. After pouring everything into her, I pulled out. A thick white thread of semen clung to my urethra, connected to her pussy.
Dense cum gushed from Kang Jiwoo's hole in heavy pulses. Two days of buildup made it look almost like jelly.
Trembling, she remained prostrate, still praying to the Light God.
Would've been nicer if she'd called my name instead of the Light God's.
Irritated for no good reason, I stepped on her pussy with my foot. The sticky fluid and the shape of her sex pressed up through my sole. Without mercy, I ground down on it.
"Haaaahk! S-Stop! Yujin…!"
"This is all the Lord of Light's will as well!"
"Hiiiiiik! Hiiiaaaah!"
Her body shuddered violently — and she wet herself. Trickle, trickle. Yellow liquid spread out in every direction from where she lay. I stepped back before the smell of piss could rise.
"The Lord of Light tells me to check on the other followers. Keep praying, Jiwoo."
"Y-Yes… Lord of Light… I will pray again today…!"
Trickle, trickle.
She was still pissing.