Festival Revival: Resurrecting Forgotten Culture — Walpurgis Night, Final Day (Part 2)
"Aaaahhh♥ Priiiest♥ More! Please, thrust even deeper♥ Veronica's cunt has gone so long unused it's starving—pour the grace of your cock into it, fill it up♥ fiiill it all the way up♥"
Ah, why? Why had I spent all this time pretending I couldn't see a happiness this vast? Every time Yujin's—no, the Priest's manhood, no, every time Lord Cock slid in and out of me, my heart felt ready to burst from how utterly, blindingly full I was of joy♥♥ To have lived this long without knowing a cock like this... I'd wasted half my life. No—ninety percent of it♥
"What's this? Suddenly changing your tune now? You've been persecuting us this whole time, going on about your god this and your god that."
"Ah, th-that... that was the folly of a woman who had not yet laid eyes upon the true Truth. P-please, forgive me..."
The one and only truth that exists in this world. It is a law of nature: cunt-sluts exist for no purpose but to be used by men♥ I had been blind to it all this time, and only through the aid of my Priest and everyone else around me had I finally been able to open my eyes.
Abstinence? Temperance? Hmph! Those worthless scraps of nonsense can go eat shit. When a cunt is this happy, who has room to think about anything else? All a cunt needs to do is live each day hoping her pussy gets filled with cock!
"Hmph! Your Light Church persecuted us Shaimin and murdered my parents! You know that, don't you?"
"Yes! Our Light Church was entirely in the wrong! We beguiled people with a false truth and oppressed them, and for that we deserve to be destroyed! Eat shit, God of Light! I shall abandon my faith in the Light this instant and convert to Shaimin!"
This was something that should have happened far sooner. How many people had suffered because of this dull, stupid woman? The guilt sat heavy in my chest.
"So the same cunt who cursed and reviled us wants to repent now? I'm not buying it."
It saddened me that my sincerity would not reach him. But what saddened me far more was what came next.
"I really can't trust you, so I think I'll pull out for now."
Lord Cock—Yujin's enormous cock—sliding out of me! The moment that hellish emptiness poked its head in, I could not bear it. I thrust my crotch up into empty air, desperate to keep even a fraction of him inside. How wretched it was that my arms and legs were still bound in chains!
"D-don't pull out! Cock—without this cock I can't live anymore! I-if it has to be someone else's cock, then fine, please! Please just let me serve one!"
"That true? You're really fine with a cock that isn't mine?"
Nngh. The truth, of course, was that I wanted Yujin's. I wanted that magnificent, massive cock that had demolished my trash of a hymen and branded me with a female's proper place. But a cunt-slut's duty was to become a masturbation toy any man could use at his convenience. Another man's cock was no different.
"Y-yes! Of course! I, Veronica, have failed for so long to carry out my duty toward men—so I will work this cunt all the harder in service! So please!"
Ah, this was dangerous. My cunt had slipped into a state of cock-famine and was screaming with hunger. All around me I could already hear cunt-sluts serving cock from every direction, and the sound alone was winding me tighter. If I went any longer without one, I might actually go mad from the starvation!
"Give me cock! Cock! Cock! Cooooock!!"
I knew it was rude, and I did it anyway—whipping my hips in a frenzy, begging for cock. Taking in that pathetic display, Yujin chuckled and gave me my order.
"Fine. Then you're going to show me proof I can actually understand—proof that you've thrown away the God of Light."
He held a sun-shaped ornament in front of my face. It was an object cast in the shape of the God of Light's eye: a crutch any priest would keep close to their breast, a thing meant to help them hold on to a pious heart.
"On this pendant, you're going to—"
"Ptoo!!"
I spat on the pendant before he had even finished speaking. Of course I had wanted to display my loyalty even a single second sooner—but more than that, I could not contain the rage boiling up inside me toward the God of Light, that fucking bitch.
"That damned bitch! When I think of how much misery that cunt has inflicted on this world, my teeth grind! That worthless slut tacked on all those rules about abstinence and whatever else, and I couldn't even get myself off in peace—do you have any idea how much I suffered?! That bitch is definitely up in the divine realm getting railed from behind by the male gods! What a fucking cunt!"
"...Wow. This is even more effective than I thought. Or maybe she just had that much pent up? A priestess would've been bottling a lot of this down."
Yujin let out a stunned little laugh, as if he couldn't quite believe what he was hearing.
"If it's gone this far, I can untie you. Even as an act, nobody would take it to this extreme."
He released the bindings on my arms and legs. More than anything else, the fact that he had chosen to believe the change in my heart filled me with a joy so sharp I could barely stand it.
"Priest!"
To pour that joy out exactly as it was, I threw my whole body around him and leaned in to kiss him... or I tried to. Before I could, he slapped me across the face and I crumpled to the ground.
"Hyaat!?"
He had hit me in earnest. The throbbing in my cheek was no small thing. And yet even that pain, the moment I remembered a man had given it to me, made me happy. There really was no hope for a cunt-slut like me.
"Before you go grabbing at your own pleasure, the proper order of things is to apologize to the people who suffered because of you, you moronic cunt-slut. You remember nearly wrecking the whole festival, don't you?"
"Ah..."
As expected of my Priest. He could put his finger on things in a realm an inferior cunt-slut could never even think to notice. If I just kept following this man, I could go anywhere!
"O faithful of Shaimin!"
The Priest's voice rang out, and in a single instant every gaze in the crowd gathered on him. Incredible! The charisma of it!
The Priest shifted the spotlight onto me. Speaking before a crowd was something I had long since grown used to. Confessing my own vile sins, however, was not. I had always taught that the right and proper thing was to confess one's sins honestly and repent—and now that it was my turn, I found it was not so easy. And even so!
"Everyone! I stand before you to confess the sin of having tried, for reasons entirely my own, to ruin your—no, our—festival on this day!"
Save for my veil, I was completely naked. I spread my thighs wide and opened my cunt. A confession of sin could not hide a single thing. Words spoken without spreading open the cunt—the very essence of a cunt-slut—could not possibly hold any sincerity.
"I was a lunatic who truly believed the empty words of that fucking bitch they call the God of Light! I forced my own bigoted notion of common sense onto others, and I even tried to raise violence against anyone who would not obey! I am truly, truly sorry!"
The instant the confession left my mouth, the Priest's palm cracked across my cunt.
"Kyaaahhn♥"
"No orgasming!"
The moment I was struck, my cunt had been ready to spray—but under the Priest's firm interdiction it could only twitch and mouth at its own urethra, denied the relief of a clean, open squirt.
"You sinned, so you take your punishment. That's how this works. Keep confessing. I'll deliver a penalty to match. You will not orgasm without permission. Understood?"
"Y-yes! I understand!"
I clenched my teeth against the tension and forced myself back into the confession.
"I-I... with the standing of a mere cunt-slut, I have never once served a single man with this pussy. Not until just now, when the Priest demolished this rotten virginity for me."
Slap!♥
"Nnghhhh♥♥ A-and is that all? I even went around spreading the false teaching that other women ought to do the same—that they should guard their chastity."
Slap!♥
This time the jeers of the other cunt-sluts rose from every side, aimed squarely at me. Of course they did. Had I been in their place, I would have done the same. I myself found the God of Light—that fucking bitch, the source of the teaching—so hateful that I could understand their fury toward me, the host who had spread the pathogen.
"Hyaaaaauuuhn♥♥ Nngh♥ Nnnngh♥ And I did not stop there—I insulted all of you who follow the correct teaching, I called the Priest a heretic, I despised you, and I even, I even raised violence against you!"
Tears came in a sudden, breaking rush. The more I confessed the sins of my former days aloud, the more plainly I could see just how hideous the things I had done truly were. To ask that those sins be pardoned and that I be taken back? There were limits to shamelessness. Even I could see it: this was a death-worthy sin... a sin that death itself could not repay. The thought of being abandoned here by the Priest made everything in front of me go dark.
But the Priest was a merciful man.
"I absolve you of your sins."
"P-Priest?"
He slipped his fingers into my cunt and wrung the juice out of me as he reasoned with me, his voice almost gentle.
"Feeble-minded cunt-sluts getting tricked by someone else's words and falling into sin—that happens all the time. Guiding those cunt-sluts onto the proper path is a man's role. In that sense, yes, your sin runs deep. But the sin of the Light Church's male priests runs far deeper."
"Ahh... how can you be so..."
I sobbed, gushing a climax of pure gratitude. In that moment, from the deepest place in my heart, I gave sincere thanks that I had been born a cunt-slut. It was because I was an incompetent, base cunt-slut that I could be freed from heavy responsibility and forgiven. A sense of mission bloomed in my chest: to answer this generosity, I would have to work my hips all the harder, satisfy men, and educate other cunts.
At the Priest's appeal, the villagers cried out as one.
Ah, what warm people these were. They had witnessed my violent, hideous self with their own eyes, and still they were willing to forgive me and take me in. Was this not a character so luminous that the filthy hypocrites of the Light Church could not even be mentioned in the same breath?
"Excellent, everyone! Then, as proof that this sow has truly become one of this village..."
The Priest seized me from behind and, in a single stroke, buried that massive cock in my cunt down to the root.
"Nngh—grooooooh!! M-my womb... it's getting crushed♥♥♥"
Lord Cock came slamming into a womb that had already been warmed and loosened by all that massaging, pounding it with a fierce, merciless will to gouge me out from the inside. My huge ass and the Priest's pelvis crashed together, each collision bursting out in a cheap, filthy slap♥ slap♥. He seemed to like the sound a great deal, because he cracked his palm roughly across my backside.
"Oh! The way that ass ripples is excellent! The tits are one thing, but that ass I especially like!"
"Ah—aaaah♥ Thank you, truly, for saying so! Nngh♥ Just being praised like that—I'm going to cum♥♥"
Mercifully, the Priest granted me permission to orgasm. He seemed determined, in fact, to wring out every climax I had been holding back—spreading my cunt open with a relentless thoroughness and fucking me through it. In the face of that grace, I found my hands folding themselves together of their own accord, raised in praise of the Priest's beneficence.
"The Priest's cock is the best♥ Veronica's filthy cunt is melting for the Priest's cock♥ Every time Lord Cock slams into my womb, the juice goes fwoooosh♥♥ Long live Lord Cock, the rightful master of every cunt and every female♥♥♥"
"Puhahaha! This is so absurd I have to laugh. Those lips that used to preach so high and mighty, and now the best they can do is that kind of moronic seduction?"
"Aahn~ Moronic?♥ But being a moron is the right way to be, you know? Every last cunt! We're moron-sluts whose only talent is making eyes at a cock!"
Ah, why had I not realized this sooner? I would have to work so that far more people in this world could come to know it. So that another woman like me would not waste herself on idiotic struggle and make trouble for men in the process!
And to do that, first...