Carriage Delights on the Road to Serbertia
#34 - About two weeks had passed since Viola received that letter from Serbertia, and with all preparations complete, I boarded the carriage with my clothes and a few simple belongings.
Of course…
"Hee hee heung~"
…along with this lovely nun humming a tune right in front of me.
If you asked how this came to be, the answer was simple.
'I'll guide you around Serbertia! I've spent almost my whole life there, after all!'
Viola had insisted on personally showing me around Serbertia.
I told her no, since we'd be leaving the church empty for about a month, but the next day, she pulled off something truly outrageous.
"Father, you can't just leave Sister Viola behind and go to Serbertia alone…"
"Wouldn't it be better if you went together?"
"You two make such a great pair—traveling together would be even nicer…"
"Go on! I'll take good care of the kids!"
"It's fine for a young man and woman to take a city trip now and then."
She'd convinced most of the villagers to let her tag along.
Thanks to that, here I was, climbing into the carriage with Viola.
"Hee hee heung~"
"Miss Viola, are you in a good mood?"
"Pardon? What do you mean?"
"Going to Serbertia."
At my question, Viola flashed a bright smile and shook her head.
"Then why are you humming like that?"
"Because I'm happy?"
"And the reason for that?"
"Hmm~"
Viola pretended to think it over, then grinned mischievously, placing a finger over her lips.
"It's a secret."
So many secrets to keep. Even as I thought that, worry gnawed at me.
Could I really fool everyone in front of Viola? Could I deceive all of Serbertia and safely complete the priest ordination ceremony?
The concerns were mounting, but I decided to just enjoy it.
This might sound a bit off, but the only places I'd been in this world were the demon realm and this backwater village.
Suddenly heading to a big city like Serbertia—what would that be like? What fresh experiences awaited?
It was the kind of thrill that made my heart race with excitement.
Our journey would take about a month.
We'd travel for a week to the central trade city of Alcantara, rest for a day, switch carriages, and head to Serbertia—a five-day trip from there.
After twelve days of carriage travel total, we'd hold the ordination ceremony right away, rest a day, return to Alcantara, rest another day, and finally head back to Luser.
That came to twenty-six days at minimum, or a full month if we took it easy.
Viola seemed thrilled by the prospect, gazing out the window and humming away.
With nothing much to talk about, I decided to ask her something random.
"Miss Viola, did you take the same carriage route from Serbertia to Luser?"
"Yes! There's no other carriage that goes to Luser!"
"Hm… So you've seen the scenery outside this window before, right?"
"That's right?"
"Then why stare at it so intently?"
Viola turned from the window to look at me.
Her purple hair fluttered in the breeze, exuding that airy charm as always, and as she met my eyes, her smile grew even brighter.
"It looks way prettier than the last time!"
……Well, yeah, it did.
The previous trip had been right at the start of spring, so the scenery hadn't changed much from winter.
But now? Spring had given way to near-summer.
The landscape outside was bursting with green, undoubtedly far more beautiful than before.
"This lush greenery really is stunning."
"……That's not what I meant."
Viola grumbled a bit, then started nudging my leg with her foot.
Teasing her like this was fun, and tormenting her in return seemed even better, so I first sealed the carriage with a soundproofing spell.
Then I slipped off my shoe and slid my foot toward her crotch.
"Um, Father? Wait a—"
-Press
"Hnnngh…!?"
Viola's body shuddered violently as I lightly pressed my toes against her pussy.
Her face flushed as she stared at me, and I whispered back calmly.
"Miss Viola, have a seat. The coachman might hear."
"Y-yes… yesss…."
She obediently sat back down. No hypnosis involved, by the way.
Lately, it felt pointless. She already did exactly what I wanted without it—why bother with the extra step?
Plus, without hypnosis, her spontaneous reactions and surprises were their own kind of fun. Maybe even better this way.
-Rub, rub, rub, rub
I kept rubbing between her legs with my toes over and over, but Viola took the teasing with remarkable obedience.
"Hic, hnng, nn, eek, uh, hnn…"
She twitched here and there but kept letting my toes toy with her, so I adjusted the pressure with delicate precision as I violated her.
-Stroke, press
"Hnnng, nn, unng…"
She muffled her mouth with her hand as the teasing continued, and soon her breathing grew ragged.
"Hah… haa… haht… haaa… hnng… mm… hnn… haaa…"
As her breaths quickened, changes rippled through her body.
Her cheeks burned red, and between her legs, everything grew slick and wet.
A perfect transformation. An utterly arousing one.
Matching that delicious shift, I started moving my foot more roughly.
-Press, press, press, press
A bit harder than before, repeatedly squishing and releasing that plump pussy flesh.
"Unng, nn, nn, ah, ahng, nn, uwaang…"
Viola couldn't hold back her moans anymore; they spilled from her lips.
Her reactions intensifying, I tormented her pussy even more.
-Press, press, press, press, press, press
"Unng, Father, too strong, too strooong, strooong, a bit, just a little, sloooower…"
Her plea for gentleness was both pitiful and adorable.
But her body told a different story—one I knew well, even if she didn't realize it.
Before, she'd been leaning against the backrest while I teased her.
Now? She scooted closer, as if begging for rougher treatment.
That let her feel every bit of extra force I applied.
Sensing that craving, that lust, I moved the foot on her pussy in a completely new way.
-Rubrubrubrubrubrub -Squeeeeeze…!
I pressed my foot closer and vibrated my toes rapidly, grinding against her pussy like mad.
It went from rubbing to outright toe-fucking her slit, and Viola yelped in shock at the unexpected assault.
"W-wait, Father, too strong, too strooong, ahn no, I, gonna, nooo, hate it, go, gonna go, Father, Father, not here, ahn nooo, ahn no, Kasian, Kasian…♡"
"Haaaaaaaang♡"
She climaxed instantly from the sudden onslaught, and I pulled my foot away from her spasming body.
Then I slid off the seat to the carriage floor, spread her legs wide.
In her casual clothes, she was powerless to resist, and I buried my head between her thighs.
"Father, nooo, there, that's, dirty…"
-Smooch
"Diiing…♡"
Her feeble, half-hearted resistance crumbled in seconds, and I brought my tongue and lips to her pussy.
-Lick, lick -Suck, suck, suck -Slurrrrp
"Ahng, nn, unng, Father, tongue, your tongue, there, right there, daa, ahn, aaang… uwaaaang…♡"
Even as she moaned, she submitted sweetly to my teasing, so I licked and sucked her pussy just how she craved—pushing her panties aside and ravaging her relentlessly.
I drank the honey dripping from her in thick drops, lapping at her even harder.
As I serviced her pussy with my tongue, she rewarded me with more of her nectar.
The more I licked and swallowed, the more convinced I became.
Viola's pussy juice, that honey—it was unparalleled, unmatched by anything else.
If there were drugs made for incubi in this world, it'd be her nectar.
Filled with that certainty, I sucked her pussy even greedier.
-Slurrrrrp, slurrrp, slurp
"Ahn nooo, Father, Father, I, again, gonna, agaaaain…♡"
"Hyaaaaaaaang…♡"
Her legs quivered uncontrollably before she went limp.
She seemed to be getting even more pathetic with each go. Was her masochism deepening?
That made her all the more lovable.