Later, Angelica is left alone

Some time had passed and the day was coming to a close. Tyra got out of her bed, looking over to Angelica who still laid dejectedly in her own.

"I'm going to walk by the beach," said Tyra, "I need to feel sand and water under my feet. It'll help me relax. If you know what's good for you , you'll take some time to relax too."

Tyra walked out of the door and towards the beach, leaving Angelica on her own. She tossed and turned in her bed, still struggling with everything. To say she was stressed was an understatement. Her mind was filled with so much anxiety and worry that it felt like it would all pop at any moment. There were times she felt such a way during her journey to defeat Malgor. On numerous occasions they thought they would be too late or wouldn't make it to save cities or towns. The fear of failing the whole world was a real burden she dealt with multiple times in her adventures. And whenever she found herself alone and dealing with these fears, there was always one thing she could do to relieve her stress.

She looked out the window to make sure Tyra was far away. Then, she reluctantly lifted her dress and pulled down her panties, exposing her shaved pussy. She bit her lip as she reached down to touch it. She softly rubbed a familiar sensation of pleasure into her womanhood. It was a relief to feel something good after all of the pain she just went through. She slowly stroked her fingers over her slit, feeling waves of ecstasy ebb through her.

"Gods, what am I doing?" she said, "This isn't the time!"

But despite her words, she continued to touch herself. She knew the sexual nature of everything that was going on around her, but this surely wasn't giving into that. She'd done this many times before as stress relief. That's all this was: stress relief and nothing more. She only wished to relieve herself of the agony this situation brought. As she fell into her assured mindset, she moved her finger to her clit and began rubbing it.

***

Christina whistled to herself, unsure of what to do now that Athalia had left. Though she hated having to share a room with her, she could admit that it felt a little too quiet now that she was alone. Christina was in the midst of her musings when she suddenly felt a surge of arousal stem up from within her. She blushed and looked down, confused at her own body. She thought it might simply be her mind playing tricks on her. Then she noticed the feeling persisted, her loins growing hotter by the minute until she couldn't ignore it.

Suddenly thoughts flashed through her mind unprovoked. She thought of Angelica masturbating in her room. It was an oddly specific image, one she had never witnessed before. She had never even thought about such a thing, not once in her life. At least not until Athalia brought it up in their last conversation.

"That witch!" said Christina, "Did she cast some sort of demon's spell at me? Is this her temptation?"

But Christina then remembered how she felt on the beach as her transformation set it. This feeling of lust brought on from nothing was the exact same one as back then. She thought back to Athalia's words, remembering her mentioning how this power over her might work even when she and Angelica were nowhere near each other. Could it be that Angelica truly was masturbating in her own room and Christina was feeling it too? Could the images that flashed in her mind be what's happening at this very moment?

"No, it can't be!" said Christina, "Does she really... do that to herself? Is this why I'm right now..."

Christina could barely finish her sentence before her arousal became too much to handle. She couldn't help but reach down between her dress and rub her pussy over her panties, thankful that Athalia had left when she did. She would have died from shame if anyone had seen her like this. Just like the shame she felt when she exposed herself on the beach. Why did that have to feel so good?

Soon, rubbing herself over her underwear wasn't enough, and she reached down and touched herself directly. She moaned loudly, her privates feeling very sensitive from receiving no attention for what must've been years. But even as she desperately satiated her arousal with her fingers, there was something missing. Something that she couldn't quite shake that refused to let her relieve herself of this feeling. Whatever the missing link was caused her to roll about in pure agony, unable to tame her lust.

Then she focused back on the images in her mind. Angelica still masturbating at this very moment. Words and temptations spilled through her thoughts without cease. She thought of how Angelica must've been feeling so good at that moment. It was true that Angelica took no oaths of chastity like she did. She could do this whenever she wanted. She probably did this throughout their adventures when no one was looking. All of that pleasure that Christina missed out on. And now Angelica wished to continue doing this, even in such a horrible scenario? Christina surely couldn't let Angelica have more pleasure than she did. It wouldn't be fair. These thoughts drew her to look towards the cupboard that Athalia mentioned.

She continued touching herself with one hand as she used the other to open the cupboard. There, she laid eyes upon the dildo. It was far bigger than she had imagined, almost daunting. She couldn't believe that she, a pious woman of the church, was even laying eyes on such a tool designed only for carnality. She didn't wish to touch it. But her urges, the obsession that had planted itself in her brain out of nowhere to outdo Angelica in feeling this pleasure, pleasure that Christina perhaps deserved even more for having lived so long without it, made her close her eyes and reach out to the dildo, grabbing it and bringing it to her.

It felt fleshy to the touch as it wiggled back and forth in her hand, flexible yet stiff. She could barely look at it, suffering internally from the complete indignity of wielding this object. Even as she remembered her vows and life as a paladin, the urges within her grew louder and her pussy grew hotter. Being unable to take it anymore, she took the dildo and positioned it over her slit, rubbing herself against it. It was indescribable how much pleasure she felt from that alone. But she knew she would not stave away her lust if she didn't go further. Carefully, she inserted the tip in. She screamed, already feeling torn apart by the size. Luckily, she was wetter now than she'd ever been in her life. With this and her enduring will to masturbate in a way greater than Angelica, she gritted her teeth as she pushed the dildo all the way up her pussy, yelping loudly as she did.

***

Angelica continued to rub herself intensely, her finger vibrating back and forth with fervor. She leaned her head back as she moaned. She was glad that she was getting her tension out. She searched her mind for something to think about as she masturbated. It would make it feel so much better. She was no stranger to the raunchy plots of lewd books with illustrations often found in the hidden libraries of her country. She had even seen some on the bookshelf in her very room. Perhaps she could go and read one of those to aid her.

"No!" she said, "I can't do that! That's what they want!"

She knew that those books were put there specifically to arouse her and the other girls. She's sure Helga would've loved to see her hungrily read through those books as her mysterious audience watched her, knowing that she was being brought to pleasure by the content that they had curated for her. She refused to play into their games. She was doing this for herself, not for them. She didn't need their materials. She could simply think of something arousing herself and that would be enough.

But Angelica was shocked as the first thing to enter her mind was her experience at the beach. She remembered standing naked in front of everyone, in front of him, desperately trying to cover her last shreds of dignity as everyone got an eyeful of her in her most shameful state. She seemed to focus the most on the people watching her. The fact that she was seen utterly humiliated, that the image of her naked form would be seared into their memories forever. Even he saw it. Her greatest enemy, the dark lord, now had witnessed her totally exposed. It was truly awful, but it was the only thing she could think of and it caused her arousal to grow.

"No!" she yelled again, "I can't think of that either! That's terrible! Think of something else!"

But no matter what, her mind kept latching onto that moment and would not let it go. The scene replayed in her head over and over. And the more she thought, the lustier she became. She felt her pussy burning up from how turned on she was. She hated that this was what was doing it for her. How could she possibly find something like this exciting?

"Gods, take me out of my misery," said Angelica, "Please let this be over!"

She felt herself reach her peak, ready to cum. She could finally feel relief and put these shameful thoughts behind her. But as she reached that climax, she found herself not quite getting there. She remained at the apex of pleasure just before orgasm but was unable to reach any higher. It was as if there was a barrier keeping her from finishing. She let out a physical screech, almost like she was in pain from being blocked from total relief.

"What the hells!" she said, "What's this horrible feeling? Why can't a finish?"

Then it all came back to her. She recalled her transformation. She could only finish if she was seen by other people. Helga warned her that she would find out what it felt like eventually. It looked like she found out sooner than she thought she would.

"No..." she said, "I really can't finish? I can't relieve myself of this stress unless..."

Angelica took her hands off her pussy, bearing the feeling of untapped pleasure leaving her body and fizzling into nothing, leaving her wholly unsatisfied. She breathed heavily from the effort she had expended for nothing. Not only was she trapped in this place, but she also couldn't cum unless she displayed herself like an exhibitionist freak. She couldn't deny it any longer. Whoever made this game had complete and total control over her.

"Do I really have to?" she said, "If I want relief, is that what I have to do?"

***

Christina inhaled and exhaled harshly, bearing the pain and pleasure of having a replica of the dark lord's cock shoved so deep inside of her. She groaned and moaned, rolling around over the surface of her bed before finally settling down. Her face turned completely red. She knew how bad this looked. Not only was she giving in to carnal desires, but it was the dark lord's phallus that she was using for it. She should've wished for her life to end then and there, but her urges were too strong. She gripped the dildo harder and started shoving it in and out of her pussy.

She cried out in ecstasy. The pleasure of feeling the shaft hit her deepest parts blended with the pleasure coursing throughout her body from knowing that she was masturbating in a more intense way than Angelica. She tried to tell herself that this was simply Helga's magic doing this, that it wasn't of her own will. But even those excuses faded away as she gave into the ecstasy. She had never felt so good before, feelings of incomparable lust filling every fiber of her soul.

It was so good that she started moving the dildo faster. As she felt Angelica over in her room speed up, she matched her pace. Christina let her head roll from side to side, making sounds that would've made the priestesses she knew immediately faint. She stuck her tongue out, licking the air like a bitch in heat. She no longer thought about how far she had gone.

She had reached her fastest pace now. She began fully fucking herself with the dildo, bouncing on the bed and making her tits jiggle. She held one of her breasts in her unoccupied hand and started groping it. She looked up at the ceiling with her mouth hung open, sweat feverishly pouring down her face. She was in the position she would be in if someone was truly fucking her. She even imagined that. For a brief moment, she imagined Malgor himself on top of her, fucking her senselessly until she could no longer feel anything. But she gasped at the thought, wondering how such a vile thing could even cross her mind.

But it seemed to do the trick. Just as she was about to push the thought away, she felt herself climax. It came to her as a surprise as the pleasure within her hit its peak and released itself through her loins. She felt her juices squelch between her legs as she arched her back, hit all at once by the wave of excitement that coursed through her body. She twitched on the bed, squeezing out the last drop of ecstasy from her before falling back into the sheets, relieved of all of her lust. It was only then that her mind returned to her and she contemplated the shame of what she just did.

"My dear gods, what have I done?" she said, "Why did I do that?"

Her heart jumped as she heard a noise on the TV in her room. She shot up and looked to it, utterly horrified by what she saw.

Christina brought herself to climax with the dildo. +3 VP

Christina's heart sank. She knew that this was in front of the castle and most likely in everyone's rooms.

"No..." she said, "They'll never look at me the same..."