Chapter 24
But this was not a place where such common sense applied.
—Smack!
The paddle struck her wet lower lips.
It should have hurt.
But what she felt next, surprisingly after the humiliation, was a sharp, prickling sensation she couldn’t quite name.
The feeling when her secret hole, which she could never show anyone, was poked by something—a warmth spreading heavily through her lower abdomen, making her lose her mind and moan.
Delonas couldn’t believe it.
“Right, you have to be able to endure like this.”
The head priest said with a satisfied expression.
“Then let’s begin the training in earnest.”
The head priest touched her c******s with a hand clad in a pale gray cotton glove.
“!”
Her body flinched in surprise at the hand that immediately probed.
The head priest, wetting his dry lips with his tongue, parted the mound hiding her c******s.
“Has the princess ever touched this place herself?”
Delonas struggled.
She had never even properly looked at that place.
As she tried to avert her gaze from the mirror, the two men holding her legs apart fixed her head forward.
Then it clearly entered her view.
Her own trembling white thighs, and the hand that had come between them, parting her emerald-green bush and exposing her pink flesh.
Between those fingers was a small, bean-like thing.
And as the man rubbed it with his pale gray-gloved hand…
“Hhng!”
Her hips jerked up on their own.
Seeing this, the head priest frowned, raised the paddle, and…
—Smack!
…struck her c******s.
“Hhaaang!”
It definitely wasn’t a powerful blow.
But the sound of leather striking wet flesh was loud. Above all, as something made contact with that peak, a prickling, sensual heat surged through her entire body.
“No matter how loudly you cry, His Imperial Highness the Crown Prince won’t come.”
The head priest clicked his tongue.
“Didn’t I say there are no knights left to poke you down there?”
As he said this, he struck her lower lips with the paddle again.
This time, it was slightly below the peak, closer to the hole.
—Smack!
“Hhk!”
She bit her lip, but couldn’t stop the sound from leaking out.
The head priest shook his head.
“Still don’t know how to endure. You must learn how to endure today to leave this place. If you can’t…”
The head priest rolled up his sleeve and checked his watch.
Unlike Delonas, who was exposed below, wet and in disarray, he was a completely different picture.
His refined profile, befitting a priest of the Dream God Ephina’s order, renowned for their beauty, made her feel utterly wretched.
“The grand prayer will soon end, and the other priests will flock into the corridor. But—”
He pushed the paddle’s handle against her entrance.
“……!”
Delonas bit her lip with all her might, stifling a moan. A coppery taste suggested she was drawing blood.
Looking at her, the head priest twisted his lips and nudged the paddle.
“Hhng.”
She somehow endured the insertion, but couldn’t withstand the up-and-down jiggling vibration, and a cry leaked out.
The head priest clicked his tongue.
“You love it so much you could die when it’s poked in.”
With that, he shoved the paddle handle deep inside her.
“……!”
Delonas clenched her fists. Almost unconsciously trying to pull her body back, she stretched her hands forward, but…
“Khek…!”
The ribbon around her neck choked her, forcing a sound out.
As her vision spun momentarily, the paddle handle slipped out from her lower lips.
—Squelch.
The vividly wet sound echoed through the room.
The priest held the wet paddle handle close to her face.
“You’re too wet. Like this, you’ll end up dripping your lower juices instead of tea while serving.”
Then, he used the wet handle to pull aside her dress.
“!”
Her half-exposed b****t popped completely out.
The wet paddle handle lifted the underside of her swaying b****t.
Her own fluids were smeared over her body.
The head priest lifted her b****t with the paddle handle, then flicked her n****e.
“!”
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