Chapitre 19: Chapter 19: Miscalculation
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Honestly, there was no excuse for my carelessness.
Even though learning masturbation had awakened her insatiable sexual appetite, during the day Maria remained devoutly pious. I'd grown complacent, assuming that since she could release her desires at night, her daytime behavior would remain unaffected.
I distinctly heard time come to a standstill.
Oh God, why?
"..."
"..."
In the underground storage room, even in broad daylight,
you were indulging yourself with masturbation.
It happened just a few days after Maria had triumphantly advanced to the next stage of her masturbation routine.
Even though she still masturbated between my legs every night as usual, things were stuck at a frustrating impasse, since she wouldn't touch my cock with her lips directly.
I was starting to feel like I couldn't take much more of this, so I faced the daunting task of finding some way to get her to suck me off willingly.
The moment I received a fresh pumpkin from one of the local farmers without thinking and opened the door to the underground storage room, it all went downhill. That's when I made eye contact with Maria, who was already inside.
If that were all, maybe it could have been okay. But the problem lay in what she was doing there.
In other words, what exactly she was up to.
She had lifted up her habit, leaving one leg caught in her panties, and was sitting with her knees spread wide apart, fingers thrust into her crotch.
There was no excuse for it—she had clearly been masturbating in broad daylight.
Thinking back, it made perfect sense.
The hypnosis I cast on her increases arousal over time; each day intensifies her sexual desire more and more.
But since she never tried to touch me, I'd assumed (presumably out of my own ignorance) that her rationality must be incredibly strong.
Can a middle school boy who's just discovered masturbation really hold back? Once you start listening carefully for your family members' sounds so you can jerk off at any opportunity, there's no going back. How could I have thought Maria would be immune to such urges?
To top it all off, she even had fabric stuffed in her mouth.
There was another reason besides muffling her moans, of course: The fabric she'd been using was my underwear.
Maria's face had gone beyond pale to ashen, like that of a corpse.
Seeing this expression, as if the end of the world were dawning on her, I frantically racked my brain for solutions.
I could regret it later.
For now, I needed to figure out what my top priority should be.
And what is most important?
It's Maria.
She just got caught masturbating by me, the priest she reveres, no less—and with my underwear in her mouth, no less!
No matter how I try to explain or excuse her behavior, her sense of guilt will surely explode. Ideally, maybe she'll only fear her sexual urges and leave it at that, but knowing her serious nature...
Without question, if this continues, she'll insist on leaving the church.
I absolutely have to prevent that, no matter what it takes.
Think! Think, damn it!
How can I turn this situation around?
"Come out here."
Plop.
The pants still clutched between her teeth fell to the floor.
Even from across the room, I could hear Maria's teeth grinding together audibly. Whether she was trying to come up with some excuse or simply felt chilled due to sheer terror, I couldn't tell.
Slowly, Maria pulled her underwear back up over one leg and emerged quietly from the underground storage area as instructed.
With a soft splash...
A single tear rolled down her cheek. Once the floodgates opened, it would be hard to stop; more fat droplets followed quickly after.
Silently, I took her hand.
Maria was startled, her body stiffening, but she didn't resist.
I simply dragged her forcefully to my room.
Once inside and with the door closed behind us, I kept Maria restrained while reaching for the water cup placed before a small statue of the goddess with my other hand,
"Get out."
And proceeded to splash its contents onto Maria's face.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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