Chapter 110 – -109- Saint Cecilia’s Special Confession ♥(4)

“What, what are you glancing at? Master Young master…”

Did you ask something on my clothes? I was just wearing a saint’s outfit as usual, but I felt that the eyes looking at my body were somehow different.

“Oh, it’s because you seem to be wearing a bold outfit today.”

Are you bold? It was just Leon Sodus, who was saying strange things, just wearing the saint’s clothes that he wore every day.

“What do you mean by boldness? Surely, you didn’t think of something strange when you saw my saint’s clothes?”

“Ha ha, that can’t be”

Even if you are not familiar with the doctrine of the Goddess, Young master should not think that way! This is a garment that is true to doctrine!

I scolded him for looking at my body with a lustful gaze.

“It’s a garment that maximizes the beauty of the body that the goddess created to look good. Isn’t it the priest’s job to make the body that the goddess shaped in her image look beautiful and show it off to everyone?”

“Is that so?”

“Of course! As a priest who serves the Goddess, just showing everyone the beauty of the Goddess is good propagation!”

It’s common sense that any believer should know, but it was probably because he hadn’t entered the path of faith yet, so it was Leon who said something stupid.

What if you only know the theory well? I have no idea how real religion works.

“It’s all in the scriptures, Young master Leon. Do you know Young master? Who says you should only show your best side when you’re looking or when you’re not looking?”

Pointing out his ignorance, I explain the contents of the scriptures.

“If you say the best look, isn’t it the clothes that reveal the pure form of the goddess as much as possible?”

“Aha, is that a sentence interpreted that way?”

“Then I’m not a pervert, can I walk around in a dress like this?” I protested against him in anger.

Because I didn’t wear any underwear, the feeling I felt was very unfamiliar.

Every time I walk, I’m very concerned that the fabric will comb and show my breasts or crotch.

It felt like a secret spot could be glimpsed through the thin fabric, and my heart skipped a beat with shame.

‘Ugh, why do I feel so strange… I’m sure I wore this every day…’

…Oh, did you really?

Did you usually wear it like this? It seems like I’ve worn a few more layers inside, and the weight of the clothes itself feels ridiculously light…

Even the veil that fell down the middle of the body and covered important parts felt incongruous.

Was it originally intended for this purpose? Covering all parts so narrowly? Can clothes play a role?

I think I forgot something else to wear?

Wasn’t this veil a decoration to finish off the clothes?

There must have been other clothes, but I can’t remember.

‘Something seems strange…? Hmm…?”

I was confused, as if my head was full of question marks.

What calmed me down in agony was Prince Leon’s praise.

“It’s nice to look at, it’s a costume that makes you feel religious just by looking at it.”

“…Is that so?”

He praised my clothes until his mouth was dry.

“The wide chest reflected from the side seems to express the goddess’s benevolence. The graceful curves seem to show the complete form of beauty.”

His praise didn’t stop there.

“And that’s not all. The pink teats, shimmering through the white lining, stand out proudly, ready to be bitten by a child.”

Firmly pressing the exposed nipples over his clothes, he uttered a voluptuous speech.

“Huh…♥” Ignoring my moaning, he ardently praised my body.

“[Spread your offspring and spread the gospel to all places] Is the word! It is as it is said.

“Do not touch…”

“Oops, this isn’t about touching my breasts, it’s about feeling the grace of the goddess in my own way.”

It’s obviously stupid, but every time I hear his voice and touch my body, my sense of rejection fades and my joy fills up.

The momentary sense of incongruity melts away like thin ice in front of a flame.

“More than yesterday, my desire to take refuge in the goddess has become stronger.”

…This must be the joy of missionary work, right?

Leon said he wanted to be held in the arms of the goddess, and he teased him, blasphemously pushing the protruding nipple through his clothes into his chest with his index finger.

It is absolutely forbidden to make fun of the body of a saintess who is like the incarnation of a goddess, but since I made a mistake out of religious excitement, I should forgive her just this once.

“Ugh… It’s a felony to treat a saintess’s body carelessly…!” I gritted my teeth and endured the pleasure.

‘Why are you so sensitive…?’

To feel this kind of feeling with your nipples… I felt a bit strange today.

“Is that so?” Despite my warning, he responded with a sullen expression.

‘Tch… For being arrogant, he must have known that he would be forgiven…’

“It’s a felony that should have been confined to the basement of the Seonghwangcheong as it was, but… Considering the special situation of subjugating the demon king, I’ll give you a chance to be forgiven through confession.”

‘I’ll give you just one more chance, Prince Leon…♥’

Every time the confession was over, it was said that this was the last time, but it was always a promise that was not kept.

‘Skip breakfast in advance, it might have been good…♥’

I look forward to seeing how many more sins I can pull out. I couldn’t hide my smile when I imagined the sin spreading in my mouth.

‘Criminals who do not know remorse should be forgiven until they realize… Huhu…♥”

He, who shared confession with me every day, was the embodiment of insatiable desire.

Hoping that this time he would truly repent, I dragged him back to my quarters.

***

“First, please atone for the sins of your mouth.”

The sin of mocking the body of a saint with words, he deserves to die… But a sin committed with his mouth can be forgiven with his mouth.

I asked him to repent.

“All right.”

“*Churup* puha…♥ Please atone for all the sins you committed with that filthy tongue”

At my request, he wipes away the filthy sins with the saintess’s mouth.

Tongue and tongue mingled violently, and his iniquity was diluted with divinity.

‘This… Might be quite pleasant…’

It wasn’t a simple atonement that ended when our lips met. Because he played lightly with his tongue, he could atone for it only by violent acts of mixing it.

After baptizing the sinner’s tongue with holy flesh, I moved on to the next sin.

“I will also accept the sin of harassing the saintess’ body with her fingers with her mouth.

He started sucking on his index finger like candy.

I forgive the naughty finger that touches the divine body of the Goddess without knowing the subject without permission.

It thoroughly cleans the thick fingers and purifies the fingers with sins.

“Hang on, Ian ho-huh,” I said, glaring at him, cleaning his fingers.

“Hang Heng?” A smile curled up at the corners of his lips, and he replied playfully.

‘Cheeky…’

“*Tsup* Pha…Reflection, Leon!” Coming all the way here is just a joke… As expected, he seems to be able to come to his senses only after he finishes his last confession.

“Finally, I must deal with lust, the root of all these sins.”

His meat rod, which had already been prepared to pour out the sins of previous ‘Atonement’, showed its majesty by piercing my face, as if I was happy to be freed from the narrow pants.

‘Ah… The great size…’

I imagined how delicious the accumulated sins would be… No, how many there would be. I took a deep breath, gathered my heart, and began to pull out the sins.

‘Only as I learned, only as I learned…♥’

With the act of purification much more skillful than before, the texture of pre-cum was felt in the mouth faster than before.

‘Whoa… You’re doing well, Cecilia…’

Gently kneading the sinful scrotum, stimulating his penis with her mouth.

As soon as you enter the saint’s mouth, you feel the guilt starting to pile up.

‘Because it’s all to get rid of sins easily…♥ Please forgive me Goddess…♥’

My apologies to the goddess, I was flattered by his stuff.

“With a nice cock, pour out all your sins and be refreshed…♥”

Seeing my fluttering cock, gaining confidence, I spat out more bold words.

“You’ll be refreshed if you wrap it in the mouth of a saintess♥

“*Shit*, come on, in my mouth, full of sin…”

Ejaculation began at the same time as I stuck out my tongue and begged for a quick atonement.

‘Come here… This… ♥ Drink it… ♥’

Sweet? Wouldn’t that be enough of an expression?

I couldn’t even remember the unpleasant taste of biting his things.

A feeling of happiness in the mouth…Extreme delicacy…

‘When explaining heaven to believers…Could it be used as a metaphor?’

As if he was going to paint the inside of his throat with his own scent, he was baptized with his entire mouth, tightening his throat.

“*Jjoo* uhh ♥…*Puhah* uhhhhh…♥, *Side* uhhhhh, boo…♥”

No matter how many times he tried to swallow, Leon would ejaculate an amount that was difficult to swallow at one time.

‘Oh my God, it’s still… Like that…’

What was more problematic than the amount of ejaculation was the symbol of sin, which stood shamelessly even after spewing out so many desires, as if it was not satisfied at all with the fact that it had been chosen once.

“If it continues like this, it seems like there will be no end.”

“Yeah…? That, what…?”

As I savored the guilt I felt in my mouth, Prince Leon said to me, who was making a bewildered expression.

“Now, why don’t you try writing here?”

He started rubbing over the veil and between my crotches.

“Here, that’s how… ♥ Hazy… ♥”

“I too, if I go to confession here… Yes, I think I will be able to completely shake off my desires.”

“That’s it…Stop it…♥ Prince Leon…♥ Common sense…♥ That kind of thing…♥”

“Is that the case? This is just a confession.”

As he continued to rub the area around my raised bean, the cloth became translucent as it adhered to my flesh.

Every time he tapped the cloth, it got so wet that you could hear the sound of splashing water.

I pathetically restrained his desire.

“Stop it, let it go… ♥ If you go to a place like that, ‘Confession’… ♥ You will lose your virginity… ♥”

“As a saint of the church, I have a duty to keep my chastity…♥”

“Chastity? Ha ha, you’re talking about something strange?”

He removed the cloth, opened my chaste fissure, and showed me.

“Look, isn’t the proof of the saintess’s chastity this strong?”

The hole blocked by the crimson film squeaks. The thin membrane that did not allow even a single finger to pass through, was proof of my virginity.

“Th-If you do the ‘confession’, it will inevitably disappear… Anyway, it can’t be done… Hush… ♥”

“The saintess seems to have a different opinion here…”

He persuaded me by rubbing his fingers around his labia.

“No, *tsukkeok* No…♥ Sooooo…♥

“Then, how about replaying this curtain after the ‘Confession’ is over?”

“Yes?”

“In the course of a simple confession, it is only to heal the unfortunate accident in which the symbol of the saintess’s chastity is damaged.”

“That’s it, that’s what it was.” My head seemed to be spinning.

The situation itself was laughably sudden, and the accident did not go away.

“Saintess, do you want to keep making fun of my things with your mouth without meaning? Confession like this is meaningless!”

“If I keep giving stimulation below the threshold, there’s no way I’ll be able to reflect on it! Are you, by any chance, a saintess just a pervert who wants to harass me?!”

I’m angry, but why am I angry…?

Did I do something wrong Pleasure, fear, and confusion mixed together, making rational judgment impossible.

“No, heheuk…♥ That’s not like that, ♥ crab..♥ No..♥ Stop it…♥ Touch it..♥ *Sobbing*!”

I managed to push him away and breathed heavily.

“At least, I’ll explain the situation to the Goddess…”

“It’s only healing a minor wound. Is there a need to report it one by one? Besides, the goddess’ eyes and voice can’t reach you anymore, right?”

“Still, I feel like cheating on the goddess… When the goddess isn’t looking at me… Doing something like this…”

“The Goddess esteems righteousness done behind the scenes more highly.” It was Leon who quoted the scriptures and persuaded me.

“Think about it, I remember it being clear in the scriptures. A verse about this situation.”

“Was there a phrase like that…? I can’t remember…It’s hazy…♥”

I was confident that I remembered every verse in the scriptures, but every time he pointed it out, I realized that there was something I had forgotten.

“Oh, saintess. You lack faith.”

What struck a wedge in my shaky heart was a word he lightly threw, like a joke.

“I heard that if you go to confession this way, you will be happier than you are now… It is also written in the scriptures.”

‘Happier than now…?’

Is it more enjoyable than eating heavenly food in your mouth…?

“Gulp”

Swallowing his saliva, he carefully observed my neck as I fell, and as if he had an intuition that I had come over, he began to rub his hideous pillar against my crack.

“A sinner can be saved with the saintess’ permission once.”

“Kukssuk…Is that so…If that’s the case…♥”

I said, relaxing my thighs.

The power in the legs was released, and the legs spread out in a diamond shape.

“I can’t help it…♥”

‘I thought the confessions so far were special enough, but there was something more…♥’

Feeling his stuff pulsating between the sticky cracks, I prayed to the goddess.

‘Goddess Lumina…♥ Please forgive the ugly lamb…♥’

“It’ll be fine if it’s healed… Ah… I’m sorry… Goddess♥”

Offering a prayer of apology for forgetting the scriptures, I began a [Special confession] According to the doctrine♥