For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used.

Chapter 214: The Chapel Where You Can't Leave Without Copulating

Chapter 214: The Chapel Where You Can't Leave Without Copulating

Trapped in a room where you couldn’t leave unless you had sex.

“Ah...”

Helena, realizing the situation, let out a whimper and trembled.

Was it a sense of betrayal she felt towards the Righteous Radiance, who had seemingly set her up to be devoured?

Or, despite being mentally prepared, did she now find herself prematurely frightened by what was to come?

Helena started to back away, clutching a medallion in her hand. Of course, she soon stopped as she ran into the altar.

Step, step.

As I walked towards Helena, she swallowed hard and looked up at me with her golden eyes.

“Brother...”

“Yes, Sister Helena.”

With nowhere left to retreat, Helena, who had collapsed on the altar in front of the shrine, continued to plead with her hands clasped together.

“Please, be gentle...”

“If that’s what you wish.”

Was this posture a habit that emerged when she was extremely tense?

She looked as if she were praying, making me smirk involuntarily.

“...Hah.”

Helena let out a sigh of relief, unaware of my thoughts. I suddenly grabbed her chin and lifted it.

“Hic!”

Helena’s eyes widened in shock, and she hiccuped. As I slowly lifted her chin, she stood up.

I wrapped my other arm around Helena’s waist, pulling her close.

“Ah!”

Helena’s face, which had turned pale, now flushed red. She seemed to be very busy switching back and forth.

Her hands, clasped in front of her chest, tightened reflexively, making me chuckle.

“Wh-why are you laughing, Brother? Did I do something strange?”

“No. You’re just beautiful.”

“S-such lies are unnecessary. Though my heart is glad, I know well enough that I’m lacking compared to others.”

“I’m serious. You’re beautiful, Helena.”

“But I...”

After hesitating for a while, Helena cautiously opened her mouth.

“But I don’t know how to dress or speak elegantly. While others learned instruments and dance, I learned how to smash the heads of monsters and cultists.”

“Oh... you have the same qualities that I like. I find women who can smash heads very attractive.”

“...”

Helena paused for a moment at my nonchalant response, then nodded as if she understood.

“I forgot about Brother Yandel’s preferences. Now you’re embracing a real nun, not just someone in a nun’s costume.”

“Ah.”

I was momentarily taken aback by Helena’s sudden, bold statement.

Helena pressed her body against mine, her movements effectively rubbing against me due to our positions.

The smooth fabric of her nun’s habit made a rustling sound as it rubbed against my clothes, and I felt the softness of her body through the habit.

Her ample chest pressed against my torso, and her firm abdomen rubbed against my groin.

Though we were alone, Helena whispered cautiously in my ear, as if afraid someone might hear.

“Haha... something like that.”

My body improved naturally as my stats increased. Although it was a bit different, it was still a result of effort.

As we admired each other’s bodies, our gazes naturally shifted downward.

Her pubic hair, the same golden color as her hair, was neatly trimmed, and her private parts seemed tightly closed as if to claim it was her first time, just as she had said.

“Ah. Um...”

Helena was equally surprised, seeing my erection since earlier.

Her open-mouthed reaction was quite satisfying, but there was something else that needed to be done before starting.

“Sister Helena.”

“Yes, yes. What is it, Brother?”

Though she seemed to be trying to meet my gaze, Helena kept glancing at my member.

“Could you put the garter belt back on?”

“What?”

“Oh, I meant to ask if you could put the garter belt back on without the underwear.”

“...What?”

Helena gave me a disdainful look that I hadn’t seen in a while.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as my lower body twitched.

“Hic! Wh-Why did it move just now?!”

“That’s just how it is; it moves on its own. Anyway, you’ll put the garter belt back on, right?”

“Well... if that’s what you wish, I suppose it’s fine...”

Helena started rummaging through the clothes she had taken off.

While she bent over, her breasts swayed due to gravity, but it wasn’t long before she stood before me, wearing only the garter belt.

“H-How do I look, Brother? Do you like it?”

“...It’s perfect.”

Seeing me awkwardly trace the sign of the Church of Righteous Radiance made Helena giggle, as if her tension had eased.

While her shaking sacred power pouch was quite noticeable, her hips were even more striking.

Perhaps the garter belt emphasized them?

Seeing her hips, thighs, and prominent buttocks, it was hard to hold back.

I pushed my member towards Helena and said.

“Before we start, I need to get it wet, so could you sit here?”

“Ugh... alright...”

Helena hesitated for a moment since I pointed to the altar in front of the statue, but soon climbed up with determination.

Then, without being told, she spread her legs naturally.

Helena, exposing herself completely, clasped her hands in prayer in front of her chest.

She looked like a living sacrifice offered to the god as she spoke.

“I don’t know what to do, so I’ll leave everything to you, Brother.”

“Excuse me?”

“Please handle me however you see fit.”

“.......”

Oh.