Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 583 Sincere [R-18]

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Fiona, plagued by misfortune including the loss of her home, savings, and her husband's fidelity, sought solace at a bustling temple renowned for its priest's blessings. The youthful priest Vritra, after a stirring public sermon, met her privately and declared a potent curse upon her life, vowing to cleanse it through sincere devotion. He directed her to bathe thoroughly and change into scant ritual garb, leading her to enter the chamber alone with him, where she reluctantly shed her towel and prepared to lie down for the impending rite.

She had only a single strip of fabric draped over her form.

This material looked like a sheer mesh, entirely transparent.

Even more provocative, it concealed neither her breasts nor her vagina, nor much of her smooth, pale skin.

Such attire existed in name alone, amplifying the sensuality of the moment, her curvaceous figure seeming irresistibly tempting and full.

"M-Master, is this…?" Fiona stammered, her one arm crossing over her breasts to cover her nipples, the other shielding her pussy.

She felt utterly bare.

"What? Doubting me already? Fine, go ahead and leave if that's what you want—I risked my life to rescue you." Vritra snapped in irritation, setting the bowl aside.

Yet Fiona couldn't depart dressed like that, even if she desired to.

"No! Master, I trust you fully, I'm devoted and will follow your instructions." She replied quickly, then dropped her arms and approached the bed.

She climbed up and reclined upon it, her thighs clamped together, though the remainder of her body lay fully revealed.

"Good, the ritual begins now. Stay completely silent, or it could fail—got it?" Vritra instructed, lifting the bowl brimming with chocolate.

"Y-Yes…" Her cheeks flushed deeply, yet she kept telling herself this was for her own good; she had to remain committed.

The room's illumination faded as Vritra coated two fingers in chocolate and proceeded to trace symbols across her skin.

Beginning at her cheek, the chilly substance met her flesh, causing the unfortunate woman to quiver while she clenched her lip to suppress any sound.

From her flushed cheeks, his fingers trailed to her mouth, smearing more chocolate over her, the display so indecent that he grew stiff with arousal.

Next, he refreshed his fingers in the chocolate and sketched downward from her lips, across her chin, and onto her silky neck.

Fiona's breaths quickened, her bosom heaving up and down, her frame shaking.

Vritra applied additional chocolate and shifted to her shoulders, then to her chest.

The cool chocolate brushed her cleavage, his finger then circling in an odd design, tracing dark streaks of the treat.

He proceeded to outline her breasts, pressing lightly so his digits embedded into the plush mounds.

"Mmm~" Fiona clamped her lips tighter, catching a hint of chocolate flavor as his fingers circled her nipple, coating her areolas completely.

"Recall, no sounds allowed, or the dark force will intensify and ruin everything." Vritra warned her, dipping his fingers back into the chocolate.

Fiona sensed the breath drain from her as the cold chocolate enveloped her nipple, his finger massaging and teasing the sensitive peak.

'I-Is this truly purification? It seems so… improper, haa, I'm not sure how much longer I can endure.' Fiona pondered, her body writhing while a fierce itch built between her thighs.

"I understand it feels odd and you're questioning the purification, but that's the dark force urging you to speak, attempting to halt it.

 If you truly want freedom from your troubles, then endure and prove your resolve, your devotion!!" Vritra encouraged as he slathered the sweet substance over her other nipple too.

Fiona cracked her eyes open briefly and nodded to Vritra, then shut them again, stifling any groans, convinced the wicked curse fueled her reactions.

'Exactly, I must trust the sacred priest.' Fiona reflected.

Once her breasts were done, Vritra advanced to her abdomen and hips, etching designs and letting chocolate drip onto her sleek, appetizing skin.

A hunger stirred in him, nearly compelling him to sample her tender flesh.

He even sketched chocolate trails along her arms, coating her fingertips and spreading some across her supple palm.

Her stomach quivered as his finger descended further, even toying with her navel before reaching her thighs.

Fiona inhaled sharply when Vritra abruptly parted her legs, but repeating his words inwardly, she stayed quiet and still.

His fingers then glided over her sleek, plump thighs, venturing inward and drawing nearer to her pussy.

'N-Not there!!' Her toes clenched as she sensed his finger approaching her vagina.

Vritra gathered more chocolate and traced around her folds, then softly stroked them, his hungry eyes devouring the sight.

"Hmmm~" Fiona shuddered, attempting to press her legs shut, but Vritra gripped them firmly.

"Don't yield to the inner curse, resist it—let's battle it side by side." Vritra urged, blanketing her folds in chocolate.

Then he scooped up even more chocolate, and in the following moment…

"Hnnngggg~" Two chocolate-smeared fingers thrust past her entrance and delved into her vagina, spreading the treat over her inner walls and velvety depths.

Her tight passage gripped his fingers as Fiona let out a loud moan, her eyes flying open wide, her back bowing upward.

She could scarcely believe it. The revered holy priest had inserted his fingers into her pussy?

The naive wife desperately wanted to flee now. Had she misjudged everything? Had he deceived her from the start?

'No, no, no—these doubts aren't my own; they're the curse's whispers. M-Master surely has a purpose…' Fiona reasoned, with his fingers remaining buried inside.

"What did you do?!!" Vritra exclaimed in alarm and frustration, then continued: "We're finished, both of us. You were meant to remain silent!"

"S-Sorry, master, I-I didn't intend to… w-what should I do now?" Fiona trembled as he withdrew his fingers from her private area, her concerns shifting instantly.

And she faulted herself; Vritra, the priest, excelled at such influence.

The symbols on her skin began to shimmer with shadowy aura.

"The wicked curse has peaked in strength, controlling it will prove far more difficult. Your fate is sealed now, haa, what have you caused?" Vritra declared, appearing distressed.

Fiona grew more terrified upon noticing the ominous glow from her markings, then pleaded without stirring:

"P-Please, master, rescue me, d-do anything necessary. I place total trust in you, save me…"

"Very well, the dark energy is confined within these symbols, and I must extract it immediately, but the standard method no longer fits the time we have." Vritra stated with a worried expression.

"T-Then… what will we do?" Fiona inquired anxiously, on the verge of tears.

"I'll stake my life to consume all your tainted energy—just comply and stay silent this time, or the curse will invade your essence." Vritra affirmed resolutely.

Fiona nodded swiftly, though she nearly questioned his meaning of consuming.

Wasting no time, Vritra positioned himself and bent down, truly starting to consume the symbols.

Fiona drew a sharp breath as the sacred priest lapped at her cheek, devouring the chocolate design.

He grasped her hand and tongued her palm, then sucked on her flavorful fingers.

Her stunned eyes locked with his, and soon his face drew near as he claimed her soft, luscious lips with his own.

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