Ch.359Episode 14 – One Religion, One Faith, Two Saints

Veronica’s body possesses a devilish charm. This is something she herself acknowledges.

In that sense, the cassock that clergy wear serves as a kind of restraint.

No matter how sensual one’s figure might be, the moment they don a cassock, they transform into a calm image. The priest’s robe, with its generous cut designed to conceal body contours while ensuring mobility, had the effect of diminishing one’s appearance, much like glasses do.

But at this moment, there was no way to filter what was exposed.

It was a sinful body.

Snow-white buttocks and a trembling waist, heated breaths and the smooth side of her breast pressed against the wall. This lewd body that naturally evoked lust possessed a devilish charm that could bewitch vulnerable souls.

“Hnngh…”

Veronica, slumped before the confessional, slightly raised her head to glance up at me. Exhaling pitiful breaths while trembling, she slowly knelt down.

Eventually, her delicate arms waved through the air, and for a moment, she made the sign of the cross before her luscious chest.

With hands clasped together, Veronica slowly began to close her eyes.

Episode 14 – One Religion, One Faith, Two Saints

A small whisper echoes in the confessional filled with the scent of damp wood.

“The Lord illuminates our hearts, and with firm faith in His mercy, I will honestly confess the sins I have committed.”

Veronica, conducting the sacrament of confession with proper procedure, was every bit a member of the clergy.

In reality, she was indeed a clergywoman, and among them, a saint who was a model for all. But seeing her offer such devout prayers with such a calm voice was a first.

I couldn’t help but be impressed, in a small way.

In another sense as well.

“Nngh…”

As she tightened her clasped hands, her obsidian-like eyes opened slightly.

Her moist eyes were tinged with untimely shame, flushing not only her clear eyes but also her white, soft cheeks red. And that gaze looking at me as if in reproach.

There was a reasonable explanation for this behavior.

First, it was the situation.

Wasn’t it strange to be performing a confession after having just engaged in a sticky relationship? Moreover, the priestly robe permitted to the clergy was covered in dust and rolling on the floor, and the pure white underwear that had been around her ankles was now shoved into a corner.

Thus, Veronica was kneeling and confessing her sins without a thread of clothing on her body.

“W-wait… Can’t we do this after putting on some clothes? At least cover up…”

The hands that had been in prayer slowly fell to cover her intimate parts. Her eyes, filled with shame, also slowly lowered.

But the subtle flame felt in those black eyes had not yet died down.

I quietly placed my hand over hers from behind.

Then I wiggled my fingers to delve into her flesh.

“…Hnng!?”

Veronica’s head tilted back sharply. Sparks flew before her eyes from the intense stimulation created by those slender fingers.

Having lost the ability to speak properly and letting out lustful screams, she heard a small whisper in her ear.

“Wouldn’t it be better to just do it and rest?”

“…Hic? Ungh…!”

“Don’t you agree, Saint?”

With her silky black hair swaying, Veronica, gritting her teeth in pleasure, kept nodding.

“Hic, y-yes! I’ll do it! I’ll do it, so… please let go of my hand—aaah!?”

With a jerk, her hips moved and her buttocks bounced up.

Unable to maintain her composure due to the pleasure, Veronica jumped up and leaned against me, breathing heavily.

Saliva dripping between her pursed lips and bodily fluids splattered here and there. It was a state where one could hardly find the dignity of clergy or the face of nobility. So much so that I felt solemn just looking at her.

Watching Veronica trembling like someone electrocuted, a belated regret washed over me.

Was I too rough?

Well, it might have been too much for someone who had just had their first experience.

“Hnngh, haa…”

With a dazed face, repeatedly experiencing shallow climaxes, Veronica only regained her stability after a considerable amount of time had passed. Staggering, she pressed her hands against the floor and raised her upper body, clasping her hands together to calm her trembling chest.

Of course, she didn’t forget to glare at me with resentful eyes.

“D-don’t… If you touch me again this time, I’ll, I’ll really get angry.”

It was quite a threatening attitude, but not threatening at all. After all, the traces of saliva she had gasped and spilled earlier were still on her cheek.

It was an unseemly display that could make dignity and face fall to the ground. Or rather, fall through the ground into the basement.

However, even while glaring threateningly, she would flinch and avert her eyes whenever our gazes met, which was so impressive that I averted my gaze from Veronica’s unsightly appearance and calmed my excitement.

“I’ll, begin.”

Veronica regained her composure once more and began the confession.

A small prayer sound spread throughout the confessional, filled with a subtle heat and humid air. The solemn voice calmed the heated atmosphere and made it reverent.

Kneeling with her eyes closed quietly and hands clasped, Veronica’s appearance was worthy of the title of saint.

As if she was born to swim like a fish.

The saint continued her confession as naturally as breathing.

“…It’s been a few days since my last confession.”

The saint’s lips parted distinctly.

“I have committed a sin. It is against the laws that I should keep as a member of the clergy, and at the same time, it goes against the human ethics that I should have followed as a sister. So I…”

I felt her glancing at me with narrowly opened eyes.

She quickly closed her eyes again to avoid our gazes meeting, but there was nothing she could do about her flushed cheeks. Seemingly uncomfortable with the awkward silence, the saint cleared her throat a couple of times before speaking.

And then came the confession.

“I committed adultery.”

A vulgar sin that didn’t match her solemn voice rose to the saint’s lips.

“I had an improper relationship with the man my beloved sister has feelings for.”

Gulp, the sound of swallowing saliva broke through the silence.

“Tell me in detail.”

“Well…”

Veronica, lowering her head as if to hide her reddened ears, answered in a shrinking voice. It was like a girl shyly confessing her love.

However, unlike her pure appearance, completely different lewd language rose to her lips.

“I had a sexual relationship…”

“Who proposed it?”

“…I seduced him first.”

The confession didn’t end there. The saint confessed every sin she had committed in detail.

“I knew I was committing a sin. I also knew that adultery is a great sin… But, it, it felt so good…”

Veronica couldn’t continue and covered her face with her palms. Her flawless, beautiful face was now tinged with shame and a deep sense of depravity.

It couldn’t be a more absurd situation.

A saint confessing that adultery felt good. The adultery partner was an unmarried man. Moreover, it was someone who had received a confession from Lucia, her successor.

If other clergy had seen this, they would have collapsed from high blood pressure. Two saints born under one religion, blinded by a man. And one of them even openly committed infidelity.

Adultery is considered a serious crime even in sexually open religious orders.

Yet here was a member of the clergy, having committed adultery, shamelessly confessing that “it felt good.”

It was truly an audacious confession.

Veronica finished her confession, asking for forgiveness for all the sins she had not yet discovered. Although it was a confession that didn’t match the liturgical book at all, the saint maintained minimum courtesy until the end.

“Um, Major?”

“Yes.”

“After confession, the priest gives an order for the confessor to repent, right? In the order, it’s called penance…”

Prayer, offering, charity, service, moderation, sacrifice.

The forms differ, but the priest gives penance considering the severity of the confessor’s sins. By practicing this, the confessor atones, vows never to sin again, and truly receives forgiveness for their sins.

After briefly adding such an explanation, the saint unfolded her kneeling knees and stood up.

Then, slowly holding onto the wall, she subtly bent her waist and pushed out her buttocks.

“…W-would you help me?”

“……”

“J-just once is enough…”

A gaze filled with subtle heat glanced at my lower body.

“That should be, enough…?”

After trying it directly, once was not enough.

That dawn, we spent time together until sunrise.

It was a long confession, the first I shared with Veronica.

*

“Oh right. Since I’m at the confessional, would it be okay if I confess one sin?”

“Hnngh, haa… Th-that’s what the confessional is for, right? Go ahead… I am a clergywoman after all, mmm! I-I’ll listen.”

“I had relations with Francesca.”

“…What?”

“I did it with her too.”

“……”

“Both your sisters are good at it.”