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“Hehe, hehe…ha, ugh…!”

Katarina was literally dying. Because she had walked in a squat duck position so many times, the pain of tearing the muscles in her thighs and calves came over her at the slightest movement. Even though it was just a small lap in front of Scarlett, it felt like a more difficult punishment to Katarina due to the fatigue and muscle pain she had accumulated so far.

“Aha, you did it nicely again. Come here.”

Scarlett’s punishment wasn’t just duck walking. After squatting down and crawling around in a small circle, a break was given. However, it was not an ordinary rest. Katarina stood up in front of Scarlett and held out two fingers side by side in front of her to soothe the pain in her back and legs.

“You know, right? Rub hard. Holy girl♥”

When Scarlett extended her index and middle fingers with her palm facing upwards, Katarina spread her legs and approached, placing her vagina on top of the fingers. The order was given to Scarlett to do a duck walk with a slap if she didn’t rub it to her liking, so Katharina rubbed her pussy properly until her fingers touched her.

“Sweet, yes. Ha, huh…Huh, huh…”

With my hands still tied behind my back, I bent my knees and rubbed my vagina with my fingers, and I felt a strange sensation in my vagina. Of course, Katarina was not an innocent woman who did not even know what masturbation was. I knew what masturbation was and how to masturbate, but because I was going through daily asceticism, I just didn’t have time or even tried to masturbate properly.

“Doing well. Move your back more. like that. That’s right.”

At first, Katarina rubbed her vagina with her fingers to gain more rest time without displeasing Scarlett, but at some point, she began to pay more attention to the act of rubbing her vagina itself. Unlike the first time, when she kept her mouth shut and tried not to make a single sound, she now opened her mouth and moaned, even putting her lips together and sticking them out, and without realizing it, she was absorbed in pseudo-masturbation. Of course, Scarlett didn’t know that. Whenever Katarina tried to reach a similar level of climax, not even through masturbation, Scarlett gently moved her fingers away.

“Yes, that’s it. It’s time to duck walk again. Holy woman. You have to walk hard and say ‘duck quack’, right? Even if my legs hurt, I have to do it. Otherwise, I can’t go home?”

Katarina was transfixed by every word spoken by Scarlett, who claimed to be a dreamer. As expected, things that could have happened in a dream kept happening, and Scarlett had shown countless proofs that she was not an ordinary being, so he had no choice but to follow her instructions in order to return to the church.

‘I never gave in to a dream or anything.’

Even as she crawled around at a duck’s pace, sweating profusely all over her body, unable to utter a word of complaint, Katarina took comfort in those thoughts. Even though she was a superficial saint and did not have much faith in God, the teachings she had acquired over the past 10 years were almost a part of her. In order to alleviate the guilt and shame that came from crawling and masturbating in front of a woman who claimed to be a saint, she had to think of it as something she could not help.

‘So it’s not my fault.’

On the contrary, if she had been strong in her faith and had kept her faith devoutly, she could have abandoned her faith in God and suffered a mental breakdown after experiencing such an incomprehensible event. However, thanks to this, Katarina, who has a vague sense of realism, did not let go of herself easily, and found the most realistic answer possible even while experiencing things that were beyond her personal understanding. It was just self-consolation, but he didn’t completely surrender to Scarlett.

Of course, Scarlett didn’t know that either.

“When you’re done, stick out your pussy again. Oh, isn’t it better to rub like this than to rest?”

It was unfair to Katarina, who had already gotten wet from rubbing her pussy to the point of numbness. I complained internally, saying it would be better if they let me reach the climax, but outwardly I kept my mouth shut and did not answer. Scarlett felt like a child who was upset.

“If you don’t say something, I’ll just keep ducking. Can you do that? Katarina, do you like having your legs hurt like that?”

“Oh, no. That’s…”

Katarina immediately opened her mouth at the slight threat. Scarlett really liked the way he changed his position like flipping a piece of paper. It was quite fun to manipulate and ridicule the saintly woman, and even to the strict Scarlett, the saintly woman had a pretty body and face. Her body was more glamorous than it looked, and her breasts shaking whenever she squatted, walked, or stood up were quite a sight to see.

‘Is this a toy worth enjoying for the first time in a long time?’

Scarlett licked her lower lip and flicked her fingers to get Katarina closer. Katarina, who was standing with her legs spread and knees bent, walked awkwardly and stood in front of me. As soon as she stood in front of me, I heard a sound. Scarlett hit Katarina’s cheek again.

“Why aren’t you answering? Didn’t I ask? Will you do that? Oh, because you’re a saint, you don’t want to listen to the demon’s words?”

Scarlett pinched Katarina’s pussy rather than her cheek. Even though Katarina moaned as her fingernails pinched her delicate flesh, Scarlett ignored her and twisted her pussy flesh and rocked it back and forth.

“Why are you chewing on my words? Are you pretending it’s not because your pussy is so fucking wet? Or are you just saying that I’m a crazy bitch who likes duck walking better than masturbating? I shouldn’t have told you in advance. Should I have just let you go around this alley?”

Katarina, who heard those words, was frightened and quickly shook her head in response.

“No! That’s not it, uh, I mean…yeah! I love rubbing my pussy! Please let me rub more!”

Because he spoke so urgently, his voice grew louder and echoed in the quiet alley. Looking at Katarina in embarrassment, Scarlett held her stomach and burst into laughter.

“Ahahaha! Holy woman, you pretended to be very polite in front of others, but in reality, you were a bitch addicted to masturbation? I’ll tell you sooner. If that were the case, I would have ordered more.”

After hearing the explicit mockery, Katarina’s face heated up and turned bright red. However, because I was so scared of denying it, I ended up nodding my head and agreeing with her words.

“…Yes, yes. that’s right. Please order more. Sister…”

Scarlett, seeing Katarina using the title “sister”, raised the corners of her mouth even more and expressed satisfaction. The arrogant bitches in the church would never have even thought of a saint who calls a dream woman her sister. Scarlett held out her finger again.

“Rub as much as you like. Fuck, you masturbation addict ♥”

Katarina rubbed her finger against her pussy at a faster pace than before. The strange stimulation she felt every time she moved her waist more actively and rubbed it made her even more excited. The virgin pussy, which was tightly closed, continued to become wet due to the continued stimulation. Katarina felt like she could climax if she rubbed just a little, just a little more.

“Oh, I didn’t say I would let you go.”

However, when the finger moved away again, the pussy that had lost stimulation throbbed in the air. A stream of love juice flowed from my pussy, which had vainly failed to climax. Scarlett held up two fingers and spread them to the left and right towards Katarina, whose lips were pursed.

“I’m wet like this, but I can’t go?”

Katarina tried to answer with a bright red face, but her lips remained mute like a goldfish. It felt like my head wasn’t working properly because of the shame.

“Pity me. Oooooh. Do you want to go away? Shall I give you another chance? What should I do?”

Scarlett, who was seeing Katarina still unable to speak properly, placed her elbows on her knees, rested her chin on her chin, and spoke in a deliberately relaxed voice.

“What should I do? You put it on my finger like this and you’re pretending not to know? Huh? Are you pretending not to know? Damn bitch.”

As Scarlett’s hand slid between Katarina’s crotch and palmed her vagina, there was a splashing sound. Katarina, who received a decisive stimulus, trembled her waist, threw her head back and cried out.

“Ughhh…! I want to go away, sister it!”

After spitting out extremely shameful words, Katarina lowered her head again. Scarlett held out a finger as she watched her tremble in humiliation and shame.

“Yes, bitch. I fucking rub it.”

This time, Katarina didn’t hesitate and rubbed her pussy vigorously with her fingers. Scarlett watched with interest as he twitched his waist eagerly.

“Ugh, uhhh…! Clothes, oh oh… oh oh, oh oh oh oh…!”

“If anyone sees it, they will think we are having sex. Do you like it?”

Katarina, who was crying with her lips together, spoke honestly as if she had no shame.

“Yes, sister, Johayoot…ohhoho…!”

“If you like it, shake it more♥”

“Yes! Oh, ugh…!”

Her pussy, which was already red, was rubbed so quickly by her fingers that it made a sound. Katarina, who had been moving so hard that her back was straining, began to beg, making even more unsightly sounds.

“I think I’m going, Ayoot…! Sister, ha, ahhh…!”

Scarlett gave her a rope as she stood on the verge of climax. Although it was a very rotten copper cord.

“Uh, fuck you. I fucking cum.”

“Ahaaaat…!”

As soon as Katarina reached her climax, love juice poured out of her pussy. Even after climaxing, Katarina was immersed in the lingering sensation while shaking her back. Katarina was lost in the feeling of helplessness that comes after climaxing, but Scarlett kindly brought her back to reality.

“Our saint. Are you in big trouble now? I’m in a dream. You went away with the hands of a monster. Do you know that if you climax from a dream, your life will be ruined? I don’t know?

Katarina’s face turned white when she finally realized what she had done. Looking at her like that, Scarlett laughed out loud.

“Now you are mine. Stick out your lower belly. I’ll engrave a token that it’s mine. That’s right, that’s good. A saint whose life has gone to hell.”

Scarlett stabbed Katarina in the lower abdomen with her index finger. And every time I moved my fingers, something like ink seeped into my lower abdomen, like a tattoo. Even though Katarina was shaking her head and talking nonsense, she couldn’t run away from Scarlett.

“Si, I don’t like it. no. Please…Sister…!”

“Yes, yes. Even if you don’t like it, you can’t do it?”

Scarlett swallowed Katarina’s despair with pleasure.

“I hate it..!!”

A clear tattoo was left on Scarlett’s lower abdomen where she removed her finger. It was a tattoo with an elaborate heart shape and even the surrounding patterns drawn in detail. Scarlett waved her hand at Katarina, who looked in despair as she alternately looked at the tattoo on her lower abdomen and Scarlett.

“Now it’s time to go back. See you later. My saint.”

At that moment, Katarina’s vision went dark.

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“Heo Eok.”

As soon as Katarina opened her eyes, what she saw was the outline of a familiar room. The silhouette felt in the dark and the feel of the hand were very familiar to her. Katarina, who was fiddling with the shabby blanket, burst into laughter. It’s a dream that doesn’t seem like a dream. I thought there were all these traps.

‘It was a dream after all.’

She was surprised that she had inadvertently felt regretful. Are you sad that it wasn’t a dream? It was nonsense. Only then did she recall what had happened in her dream and hurriedly touched the blanket and sheets to check. Katarina, who had been drawing maps on her blanket for a while after becoming a saint, felt a similar feeling for the first time in a long time. Fortunately, neither the blanket nor the sheets were wet. The same goes for underwear.

There were no luxuries in the shabby saint’s room. There was only a device that told the wake-up time. Katarina, realizing that she already had to get up and wash herself, sighed and got off the bed. For some reason, her body ached, but she thought it was because she had slept wrong and walked up the damn stairs.

The cold air touched Katarina’s body. She took off the simple pajamas she was wearing and even her underwear, stepped into the basin, and tried to wash herself. As she lowered her head to pour cold water, something foreign appeared in her eyes.

“…Huh?”

Clearly engraved on his lower abdomen was the familiar heart-shaped tattoo.