Chapter 127: Chapter 127 – Dark Fantasies of a Saint

I approached the bed in the guest room. There, Charlotte Haverty lay unconscious, completely relaxed and defenseless. The combined effects of the special wine and deep exhaustion had plunged her into a profound sleep.

The sight before me was so… innocent, yet undeniably enticing. Her normally well-kept brown hair fanned out across the pillow, her face with its soft features and the ever-present maternal aura looked completely free of worry. She was like a wholesome mommy, utterly vulnerable, without a shred of guard up.

She seemed to have gotten hot in her sleep. The plain white tank top she wore clung tightly to her skin, perfectly wrapping around her large, full breasts. The thin fabric even accentuated the shadow of her hardened nipples. Her tidy pants and jacket had been removed and lay on the floor.

For her lower half, she only wore simple, nearly see-through white panties. The fabric hugged the curves of her plump buttocks, leaving little to the imagination.

Lust immediately ignited within me.

My eyes gleamed as my [Eye of Desire] ability activated.

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NAME: Charlotte Haverty

AGE:43

CLASS:Sacred Healer

RANK:SS

DOMINANCE:1%

SEXUAL AROUSAL:21%

VAGINA VIRGINITY:Yes

ANAL VIRGINITY:Yes

WEAK POINTS:Vagina, Breasts, Armpits, Neck, Anus.

FETISH:Masochism, Submission, Rape, Bondage.

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A wide smile spread across my lips. A Rank SS Sacred Healer? A virgin at 43? Extraordinary. But what was even more interesting were her fetishes. This holy woman with her wholesome mommy face harbored the darkest fantasies of being subdued and violated. Her sleeping body secretly yearned to be bound and defiled.

“A closeted pervert,” I murmured softly.

[Revenge Quest Generated]

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[REVENGE QUEST]

TARGET: Charlotte Haverty

OBJECTIVE: Rape her and make her your sex slave!

REWARD: 5000 EXP.

[Accept: y / n]

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A crooked smile appeared on my lips and I accepted it.

I moved closer, sitting on the edge of the bed. My fingers touched her smooth cheek, then played with her soft lips. But Charlotte remained fast asleep, her breathing steady. I then secured a black blindfold over her eyes—so she wouldn’t see who was about to rape her.

Then I gestured to Delilah, who stood in the doorway with a conflicted expression. “Mom, come here and help me tie her up.”

Delilah nodded, her face slightly pale but her eyes shining with dark excitement. I summoned the [Dragonroot Rope] and handed it to her.

With a skill she seemed to have learned quickly, Delilah began binding her own best friend. The [Dragonroot Rope] moved like a serpent, coiling tightly around Charlotte’s wrists before pulling both hands behind her back. Charlotte let out a soft moan in her sleep, her body shifting slightly.

[Charlotte’s Sexual Arousal increased to 22 (+1)]

’Total pervert,’ I thought, seeing the notification. Her body was already aroused just from being tied up.

The rope then coiled around Charlotte’s chest, forming an intricate and aesthetic shibari pattern, squeezing and lifting her breasts so they were displayed more prominently.

The rope pattern continued to her waist, then downwards. Charlotte’s legs were bent at the knees and pulled upwards, spread open, exposing her most private area. The rope finally bound her ankles, pulling them even higher until her position was completely open and helpless. Her white panties were the only thin barrier left.

I watched carefully, ready to use [Mind Control] if she suddenly woke up. But Charlotte only furrowed her brow more deeply, her lips trembling as she let out a small whimper. Her breathing became slightly quicker, but she remained asleep. The exhaustion and special alcohol had truly washed her away.

Once the binding was complete, the sight was utterly arousing. Charlotte lay on her back, her mature, sexy body displayed in beautiful yet degrading shibari bondage. Her white tank top still covered the top half, but that white panties now seemed like an insult to her purity.

I looked at Delilah. “Watch closely, Mom. See how I will give your dear friend what she has always secretly desired.”

“And in the meantime, entertain yourself.” I handed her a large dildo.

Delilah took the dildo, her hand trembling between guilt and arousal. She stepped back a few paces, her eyes not leaving us.

Now, my attention was fully on Charlotte. My hands reached for the bottom of her tank top. I then pulled the fabric down, revealing what was hidden.

Her large, voluptuous breasts spilled free, swaying gently before settling. They were perfect. White, firm, with wide pink areolas and nipples already hardened, perhaps from the cool air or from unsaintly dreams.

I couldn’t resist grabbing them. Their texture was supple yet soft, fitting perfectly in my grasp. I pinched and twisted her nipples with my fingers, and once again she moaned, her hips giving a small twitch.

Her moans were like music.

I leaned down, my face drawing closer to her innocent, blindfolded one. I could smell the wine and her faint perfume. Then, I stole her first kiss.

My lips covered her soft ones. At first just a touch, then I parted her mouth, my tongue slipping inside. It was a deep, intense, claiming kiss.

My other hand was still pinching and playing with her breast. Charlotte began to respond even in her unconsciousness. Her lips moved to kiss me back, her lazy tongue tangling with mine. Her moans were trapped within our kiss.

After being satisfied with stealing her first kiss, I descended. My mouth left wet trails down her neck, then to her chest. I sucked on her hard nipple, working it with my tongue and teeth. She writhed, the ropes tightening.

My journey continued downward. Past her flat stomach, until I finally arrived at the last bastion of her purity.

That white panty now seemed like an unworthy barrier. I grabbed its edge and slowly pulled it down, revealing what no man had ever touched.

Her pussy was tightly closed, plump, reddish labia lips concealing everything within. Her neatly kept pubic hair was dark brown, not too thick, just a perfect frame. I used both my thumbs to slowly part those folds, opening her up.

The sight inside stole my breath. A virgin vagina. Pink, moist, and utterly pure. Her small opening looked incredibly tight, and from within, a slight glisten of moisture had already appeared.

I brought my face closer. First, I inhaled her scent. It was clean, slightly sweet like honey with the unique musk of a woman. No unpleasant odor, just the natural freshness of a Rank SS Sacred Healer’s body. The scent made my cock throb painfully hard.

Then, unable to restrain myself any longer, I kissed it. My lips pressed against the soft lips of her pussy. I kissed her, then my tongue darted out, tracing a vertical line from bottom to top, stopping at her hidden clitoris.

“Mmmph… hnn…”

Charlotte’s moan this time was longer, more pitched. Her hips pushed up slightly, unconsciously seeking more contact.

I continued to treat her with my tongue, exploring every fold, feeling her natural moisture beginning to increase.

I finally stopped, lifting my head. My mouth and chin were wet with her juices. I stared at her blindfolded face, her cheeks now flushed. Her breathing was no longer steady, her chest rising and falling quickly, making her bound breasts sway temptingly.

Sitting between her wide-open thighs, I looked at my cock, already erect and throbbing, ready to commit the final violation.

I glanced at her, curious.

Would she wake up… the moment I tore away the virginity she had guarded for 43 years?

She’d definitely wake. But her hidden fetish… might just welcome it.

I guided myself to her entrance, slick and impossibly tight, and pushed forward. No more waiting.

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