Staining the Pure Canvas
Hehe... Hearing such vulgar words slip from the Saintess's mouth sent a delicious shiver running down my spine. If Lielia knew the sheer, dark pleasure I was taking in this moment, she would surely recoil in horror. So, to keep my true feelings hidden, I offered her a warm, gentle smile and spoke.
"Very well, Lielia. I will gladly let you come. But before we do that, why don't we take off all your clothes first?"
"What? My... my clothes...? I-I knew it! You've finally revealed your true colors!"
"No, it's not like that at all. Remember how difficult it was last time because you had an accident on your clothes? I'm just suggesting we prepare in advance so that doesn't happen again."
Lielia's face flushed a brilliant crimson, clearly recalling the memory of that day. Just a little more coaxing should do it.
"T-That may be true, but... to be completely naked in front of you, Princess... It's just far too embarrassing..."
She's perfectly fine with me fondling her breasts and pussy, and even kissing her, but showing her naked body is where she draws the line? Perhaps Lielia's sexual perceptions had already been warped quite a bit by my influence. At this rate, I'd have to worry about her if she ever made another 'friend' besides me. Of course, even that thought was incredibly arousing. It was all part of the process—staining a pristine, blank canvas with my own colors and depraved tastes.
"It's alright. We're both girls, aren't we? Besides, we're friends. There's nothing strange about it. And more than anything, I really want to see your beautiful body, Lielia."
"B-Beautiful...? N-No, it's not... A body like mine... is so meager compared to yours or Miss Rika's... Y-You'll only be disappointed..."
On the contrary, there was definitely a market for a body like hers. Besides, a petite, adorable figure suited Lielia's personality perfectly. I leaned in close and whispered sweetly into her ear.
"But I really want to see it. Please show me, Lielia."
"...Ah...!"
Lielia shuddered as if she had just experienced an orgasm through her ears alone. Looking up at me with moist, trembling eyes, she finally relented.
"I-I understand... I can't ruin my vestments again, so... I'll take them off..."
Lielia stood up from the chair, turned her back to me, and began to undress. First, she unfastened her sash, then slid off her outer vestments—a garment that looked like a cross between a robe and a dress. Beneath it, a pair of plain, white cotton panties was revealed. They were modest undergarments that fully covered her rear, completely devoid of any sexual appeal. Yet, at this very moment, they were more than enough to make my heart flutter.
"Ugh..."
Hooking her fingers into the sides of her panties, Lielia hesitated for a brief moment before finally making up her mind. As she pulled them down, her petite, bare bottom was fully exposed. It was undoubtedly an erotic sight, yet I couldn't help but find it incredibly endearing. The fact that her height and figure hadn't fully developed for her age was likely due to a lifetime of poor nutrition at the monastery.
Still paralyzed by embarrassment, Lielia stood in an awkward posture, trying to shield herself without fully turning toward or away from me. Her face was flushed so bright it looked as if it might burst.
"You have a beautiful body, just as I thought. Hehe, your skin is so fair and smooth... It looks as pristine as a newborn's."
"U-Ugh... I'm so embarrassed, I feel like my head is going to explode..."
Well, I've never heard of anyone actually dying of embarrassment. Considering Carmel was still alive and kicking after all the humiliating things she'd been subjected to, Lielia would be perfectly fine.
"Now, come over here and let me get a closer look."
Despite her shyness, Lielia timidly stepped closer. Perched on the rustic wooden chair, she looked almost like a figure from a sacred painting. Up close, her body was truly exquisite. Just looking at her brought back the memory of how she felt under my hands—so soft, tender, and yielding. And there, between her thighs, glistened a fresh sheen of moisture. The undeniable proof of the pleasure her pussy was already feeling. Now, it was time for me to keep my promise. Just as she had begged, I would deliver the ultimate climax with my own hands.
"W-Wait a moment..."
"What is it, Lielia?"
Lielia hesitated, her face burning with embarrassment, before speaking up.
"I-It's too embarrassing... with only me being naked... Could you... c-could you also... take off your clothes, Princess?"
A thrill of excitement washed over me as I replied.
"Hehe, what an audacious request. Demanding to see the naked body of royal nobility, the Princess of this kingdom. It takes a remarkable amount of courage to utter such words."
"S-Squeak...! I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that...!"
"But very well. If it's a request from a friend, showing my naked body is a small price to pay."
With those words, I immediately began to undress. I unbuttoned the front and back, untied the tight laces, and let my dress pool around my feet. The lingerie I wore was an ornate set of black lace, complete with a garter belt—a stark contrast to Lielia's modest cotton underwear. Reaching back without hesitation, I unclasped the hooks and shed my undergarments as well.
"...W-Wow..."
Despite having desperately tried to hide her own body, Lielia stared wide-eyed at my naked form. Her gaze lingered particularly on the parts she lacked—my breasts.
"Please don't stare so intently. Even I can feel a bit self-conscious, you know."
"Ah! I-I'm sorry! But your body is just so beautiful..."
"Hehe, I was thinking the exact same thing while looking at yours, Lielia."
"R-Really?"
"Of course. In fact, I want to keep you all to myself so no one else can ever lay eyes on you."
"Hehe..."
Seeing Lielia smile with such genuine happiness filled my chest with warmth. I had to reward her. I would give her a climax far more exquisite than the last. I looked down at Lielia, who was still seated on the chair, and spoke.
"Now, I'll give you what you wanted. Spread your legs for me, Lielia."
"M-My legs..."
Spreading one's legs to present their pussy was, under normal circumstances, infinitely more humiliating than simply being naked. However, because we were now naked together, Lielia seemed to find the courage to overcome her shame. Slowly, her thighs began to part.
"Ah, ah..."
Driven by the bold innocence of her ignorance, Lielia parted her legs wide. Her tight, narrow slit had no choice but to peek open, revealing the tender pink flesh within. It was an inherently vulgar pose, yet she didn't look vulgar at all. Her youthful features and her divine aura as a Saintess seemed to purify the obscenity of the act.
"P-Please... let me come..."
A sweet, seductive tone crept into the Saintess's once-innocent voice. Lielia herself seemed fully aware of just how erotic this situation was. I brought my hand down to her wet folds. First, I gently parted them with two fingers, expanding the view of her vivid pink flesh. Then, I slid my index and middle fingers deep inside her.
"Hngh, ah...!"
Lielia's hips jerked violently. Without a moment's delay, I began to move my fingers. The wet, squelching sounds of her arousal mingled with her lewd whimpers. With my other hand, I targeted her other sweet spot—her clitoris, which was still buried deep beneath its hood. I rubbed it gently with my fingertip to pull back the skin, then gave the cute, exposed bud a playful flick.
"Ah... mmm, haaa... It feels so good... Right there, it feels so good I think I'm going crazy..."
"Have you tried touching yourself here since last time?"
"I-I wanted to... but then I got scared all of a sudden... Ah, so I stopped..."
Hmm, how adorable. Flick, flick, flick. I lightly tapped the sensitive bud with my fingertip. With every tap, Lielia seemed to sink a step deeper into a swamp of overwhelming pleasure.
"Haa, ah...! Ahh..."
The walls of Lielia's pussy clamped down hard around my fingers. Her juices were flowing rapidly now. She was right on the verge of a climax—or perhaps she was already riding the first gentle wave of it. I accelerated the motion of my fingers inside her while simultaneously grinding my thumb firmly against her clitoris.
"Hngh, ah, ah... Ahhh...!"
Lielia's body arched as she came. Unlike last time, when our bodies had been pressed together, I now had a front-row view of her pussy as she climaxed. Watching her tight, inexperienced slit weep tears of overflowing pleasure as it twitched was an incredibly erotic sight. Even as she came, I kept my fingers moving inside her, though I softened my movements. I wanted her to feel the climax deeper and longer.
"Haa, ugh... mmm..."
Lielia seemed utterly satisfied. The quantity and quality of her pleasure this time must have been overwhelming. As if to prove her absolute satisfaction, a stream of golden liquid began to squirt from the tiny opening just above her slit, spraying directly toward my breasts.
"Huh?"
It took Lielia a moment to realize what was happening. The second she registered that her "holy water" was spraying all over the Princess's body, her face drained of color, replaced by sheer panic.
"H-Hieee...! N-No... I have to stop, ah...! I'm so sorry, Princess...! Why... why won't it stop?!"
Her desperate attempt to hold it back was futile. In fact, it had the opposite effect. The stream of Lielia's holy water sprayed even harder, splashing between my breasts and trickling down to my stomach. She didn't even seem to think of the simple solution of turning her body away. Or perhaps her limbs were too weak from the climax to move.
"Ugh...! What should I do?! Am I going to be executed? It has to be execution, right?! I didn't mean to do this...!"
I offered the panicked Saintess a benevolent, merciful smile and spoke.
"It's alright, Lielia. I don't mind this at all. Of course... as long as you take full responsibility for it."