Ravished in the Darkness
I stood up right in front of Viola, who was being defiled in the dark. Deliberately, of course. If she heard me getting up, she could figure it out.
That I was awake.
"P-Priest… P-Priest…"
Viola's legs trembled uncontrollably; she still had no strength in them. It was only natural after climaxing so intensely just moments ago.
"Miss Viola, stand properly. You mustn't fall."
"Y-Yes… Y-Yes…"
The moment I heard her response, I lightly trailed my finger up her lower abdomen.
"Hnnngh…!"
Her body was far more sensitive now; even just stroking her taut belly made her react with a shiver of pleasure.
Of course, I had no intention of stopping there. I stroked that nearly flat stomach once more, then gently slid my finger downward.
Viola shuddered violently as she felt that finger moving from her lower belly toward her most intimate place.
"Hnnnnghhh…"
While her body kept quaking, I pulled my finger away and decided to do something else instead.
"Hah… Hah… Hah… Hah…"
Her face flushed crimson, her breaths coming in ragged gasps—she seemed even more aroused than before.
Yes, stay excited. Get even more sensitive. That's what makes tormenting you so delicious.
Anyway, now all her nerves would be focused forward.
I'd teased her breasts and those lewd nipples earlier, and just now, I'd slid my finger down from her belly as if aiming for her pussy.
Of course I would torment it. But not right now.
Why? Because now, I'd target somewhere else instead of her pussy.
I moved silently, lightly, without a sound, circling behind her.
Viola, oblivious to my footsteps, just trembled and panted.
She looked ready to climax on her own if I left her like this—but where's the fun in that?
I raised the finger that had defiled her so many times.
-Shwick…!
And lightly stroked up her ass once.
"Huaaaaaahhh♡"
Her back arched sharply, her trembling intensifying. And her obscenely dripping pussy gushed even more.
Her ass—her weak spot—had been attacked so defenselessly, sending her straight into another orgasm.
"Miss Viola, I only stroked your ass once. And you cum this hard? So slutty. You can hardly call yourself a nun."
"F-Forgive… F-Forgive me… I'm s-slutty… F-Forgive meee…♡"
She seemed completely unaware of what she was even saying.
Otherwise, she'd never utter "slutty" so casually from those lips.
-Grab!
Absurd as it was, I couldn't help adoring her. I caught her staggering body in my arms.
It wasn't punishment, but I couldn't just let her collapse blind like this.
"Miss Viola, my ass stroke alone made your legs give out?"
"Y-Yes… Th-They g-gave out… N-No strength…♡"
It was beyond imagination. The blind darkness amplified her hypersensitivity, letting her cum like this without even penetration.
Clutched in my arms, she panted harder.
Normally, she'd calm a bit in this position, but now? No calming down—instead, she was heating up like a bitch in heat, on the verge again.
I hadn't permitted that.
-Whoosh! -Slap!
"Hiiiiiik♡"
A light spank to her ass, and she let out a full sow-like squeal, cumming again. Yes, again.
"Heok… Heok… Heok… Heok…"
Now she couldn't even stand or move on her own.
I scooped up Viola, who'd lost all control, and roughly tossed her onto the bed.
She landed with the blindfold slightly slipping, revealing her eyes—lewd eyes, far lewder than before.
One glimpse ignited my instinct to ram my cock into her pussy right then.
But I suppressed it, retying the blindfold.
"Hwe… P-Priest…♡"
"Miss Viola, who told you to remove the blindfold?"
"Th-That was… Y-You… Th-Threw me…♡"
-Whoosh! -Slap!
"Hiyaaaaah♡"
Another spank to her ass, stimulating her further.
"Miss Viola, no backtalk. You're being punished."
"Y-Yes…♡ Y-Yes…♡"
Even at my unreasonable command, she obeyed submissively—while getting even more excited.
I'd never dreamed a woman could be this perverted.
And she'd cum again from that spank. Lightly, sure, but how many times now? Without a single insertion.
Then, a brilliant idea struck.
A perfect way to make this punishment truly punitive.
What was it? I placed my hand on her lower abdomen and cast a light spell.
The most basic incubus magic—and lethally effective on her right now.
"Hk…!?"
Her body heated up just a touch more.
Yes, the spell was aphrodisiac magic. The weakest version for her sake—enough to mildly arouse a normal person.
But even that faint aphrodisiac would torment her now.
She was an unspeakably hopeless pervert, after all.
Nothing visible. Not a single thing.
The last glimpse I'd caught was Father Kasian, right before being tossed onto the bed. That's my final memory.
He was lusting after me. Lusting as he watched me.
So joyful, heart-pounding, chilling, scary, and… and…
Happy.
Being the object of his lust, receiving Father Kasian's love—it made my heart race with bliss.
But suddenly, he spanked my ass and placed his hand on my lower belly.
After that brief touch.
-Thump!!
"Hk…!?"
My body grew hotter than before.
It was already hot, but now it was incomparably scorching.
"P-Priest… P-Priest…♡"
I called for him, but he said nothing.
Again.
In this pitch-black void, he said nothing. He must be right there, yet silent.
If this dragged on, I'd forget he was even present.
"Father… Kasiaaan…"
I kept calling. He wouldn't leave me; he'd watch over me in this darkness.
All the while, I savored it steadily—the pounding in my core, the shivers, the arousal.
In this sightless state, I had no idea when or how he'd touch me next.
It made me more excited, felt better, built anticipation, and terrified me.
As I desperately called his name, imagining him ravishing me.
-Grab! -Squeeze…!
"Hiyaaaaah♡"
Sudden stimulation hit.
Father Kasian had gripped my ass and buried his face toward my pussy.
"K-Kasian, Kasian♡ Th-There♡ N-No♡ D-Dirty♡ S-So dirrrty♡"
Squeals escaped uncontrollably.
My mind knew it—such a filthy place, unfit for a noble man like him to approach.
Yet it thrilled me. Felt so good. Electric.
The earlier anxiety and fear melted into pleasure, his breath and skin brushing my hypersensitive spot.
-Lick
He pressed that lovely tongue against my pussy…
"Hyaaaaaaaah♡"
In that instant, I squealed and—without meaning to—squirted from my pussy.
-Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
Just his tongue touching me, and I reacted this lewdly.
I knew it was obscene. But I couldn't stop. Didn't want to.
And I craved more. Give me more, please.
"Priest, Priest, g-give it… G-Give it to me…"
Give me that tongue. Father Kasian, shove it in me.
Pound me wildly, ravish me senseless.
I begged, but he gave no answer.
As if refusing what I wanted.