Not high enough

You stand from the balcony and leave the same way you came in, trying to not hear the muffled moans of pain interspersed with the sound a crack of leather on skin. When you reach the exit you are kinda surprised you didn't get ambushed by Asune's mother, given your luck in such things it seemed inevitable. Climbing into the carriage it begins to roll and with a suspicious eye on your surroundings you leave the estate successfully avoiding parental intervention.

As the carriage rolls down the hill and you are left to sit with your mind, one this is plainly apparently. A part of you was not as apposed to Asune's offer of her Pet as other parts of you. Tensing your legs a few times to move blood around you wondered what would have happened if Pet hadn't been so reticent about your presence. All that occurred to you was that the metal ring in her mouth looked rather well shaped for you.

You cleared your throat and went back to tensing your legs not thinking about how Pet's throat would feel as Asune brought the stick down onto her ass. Or how Pet's hair would feel in your hand as you pushed her lips down to your base.

You let out a sigh and decided to be honest with yourself. This wasn't a new situation, this was just the first time you saw the process. Edin has been very open about how Anastasia trained him and while you thought Anastasia might be a little gentler it didn't really matter if Pet was into it. You could argue with yourself about consent Asune was the daughter of a Duchess, denying her, even if Pet is upper nobility, brings willingness into question. But Asune seemed very firm on wanting her pet's to be willingly. And Pet seemed very happy with Asune's foot and never made any move to flee or ask for help.

You rubbed your eyes realising the futility of this mental debate. The obvious fact is you had accepted the situation and were now just trying to justifying getting involved. The proof of that was simple, you'd been calling Pet, Pet since you left and started considering it. You were on the fence about Asune because she seemed sociopathic, but you always allowed her to continue, you never put your foot down, not really.

You felt the carriage make a turn it hadn't on when on the way to Asune's estate. Looking out the window you saw the park receding behind you. "Aren't we going back to the academy?" You called out to the driver.

"Yes my lord, there was traffic around the park, always is this time of day." The driver called back.

Shrugging you look back out the window. You couldn't see any traffic but you hardly had the best angle. You kept looking out the window to people watch. Everyone you see if looking relaxed, wondering causally around the street stopping to look at stores or chat. You even see a few street performers with small gathering. You wonder if Lucia will be performing today, she does own you a tour so if you see her you'll hop out out of the carriage to watch. You'd only ever seen her rehearsing and a tiny bit of her street performance so you were somewhat excited at the prospect of catching her in the wild as it were.

The carriage made another turn not towards the academy. Since you were looking out the window you saw the reason. Ahead of you was another carriage with a broken wheel and a baffled looking driver looking at it. For a fleeting moment you want to hop out and help. You with your whole ten minutes of carriage engineering given to you a week ago would totally be able to fix one with a broken wheel. Your carriage doesn't slow so you disregard the moment and go back to people watching.

Then your carriage didn't make a turn it should have. When you looked out the window the street was empty. No reason to turn down it. Though you don't know the city and presumably the driver does maybe he knows a faster route. To be honest you could be one block from the foot of the academy's hill and you wouldn't know how to get to it. You were going to have to do that tour with Lucia at some point.

Settling back into your seat but watching your window a turn is taken. You may not know the city well but left and right isn't hard this was a turn away from the academy. "Where are we going?"

"It's fine my Lord." Came a somewhat worried reply.

Were you being kidnapped? You suppose it does make sense, men are magically weaker than women so they would be targeted by kidnappers more often and you did just leave a Duchesses estate dressed like a noble. You had to wonder at the logic however, if this was a **** taking anyone from Asune seemed an extremely unhealthy decision. Though on the other hand a local Duchess does guarantee that money will be provided faster than a non local noble who might not have assets in the capital

The carriage keeps rolling and you wonder what you should do. This mornings wounds are fresh in your mind if not your body and the risk of someone being able to actually kill you isn't something your should ignore. However the shear enjoyment of being powerful and fucking with some kidnappers does have a certain power fantasy appeal. If only the possibility of **** wasn't hanging over you. Well you are confident in you speed so once the door opens you'll make a run for it and try to find some form of law enforcement to report the **** rather than risk your own neck.

The carriage makes a turn towards the academy and you wonder if you were getting a little excited for nothing. Then another turn this time because the road is blocked by two carriage who crashed.

That was the second coincidence and a shiver went down your spine. You are sure this sort of thing happens all the time in the capital. Then another turn down a familiar street. You gulp and recall decided to risking pissing off a literal Goddess. You kinda assumed that wouldn't actually have consequences but as the carriage slowed to a stop and you heard the driver doing his best to enourage movement the carriage was staying put. Then the door opened and you looked at Clare the Second's church.

You gulped again and stepped out of the carriage.

"I'm so sorry my Lord the horse's just won't listen they've never been like this before." The driver sounded on the verge of panic.

"It's fine, I think the plan was me coming her anyway." You say stepped onto the ground. Suddenly the carriage starts to move as the driver shouts for it to stop to no avail. Ok you might have fucked up a little.

You lift your foot and the entire street turns gold, looking up so did the sky directly above you. Ok maybe more than a little. You take a step and feel yourself carried to the door. Oh she's pissed. The door opens and you are pushed inside. The room feel very short with you.

The Priestess is staring at you with massive eyes. You look behind you and see the GOLDEN glow coming from the doorway. Oriana spins and beams at the light and you by association. Cynthia is the inverse of Oriana so at least someone likes you for you in this building. Auria gives you a little wave and looks for Lucia behind you. Huh those two had it bad for each other.

You start walking to the alter acting as if this was one hundred percent your intention. The Priestess lowers her eyes as you are approach and bows slightly. "Thank you for joining us. Please lead us to the Mother." Well she's changed her tune, that's unfortunate you kinda wanted someone being skeptical since Lucia is here to fill the roll. You get to the alter and the Priestess lifts the offering bowl in one hand and pulls down her robe with the other. "Allow me to help you with the milk of Life so we may commune with out Mother."

You stop walking out of her arm's reach. You want to be shocked at the change since yesterday but well it is kinda justified, their Goddess did appear and fry collective brains with all the dopamine. "So it seems." You can't shake your discomfort nor your worry about how this is going to go.

Since you hadn't moved forward the Priestess moved to you reached for pants and pulling them down as the bowl was nested between her chest. "Thank you." She said as her hands gently grazed you. Apparently your fear of oncoming Goddessly retribution prevented a response to the Priestess touch.

"May I help?" Oriana said appearing on her knees next to the Priestess. As the failure of response was noted by the room.

"Hold the bowl I know how to ensure the Mother's blessing." The Priestess said. As Oriana dutifully took the bowl the Priestess lowered herself to her knees and look up at you as she rubbed your soft length against her very large chest. "Please help us reach our Mother." She leaned her head down and kissed your length. Suddenly your worrying was overcome a response was gained, you even felt the room shortness at you melted with the beginnings of lust.

As you harden the Priestess rubs your length against her nipples resulting. She squeezes her chest and suddenly her milk spills out to meet your cock. The sight sends a confusingly aroused shiver though you and the Priestess stroked you while rubbing her increasing hard nipple around your crown. Soon enough you are at full mast and the Priestess shifts. Looking up at you she grabs her tits and warps the around your length squeezing them tight. Her milk turns what would have been a clinging moment into a silken slide. "Daughter you must catch the milk of Life when it arrives."

You look over to see Oriana standing beside you looking down captivated by the sight of tit-flesh entombing your length. The Priestess clears her throat but Oriana doesn't respond. "Sis." Auria whisphered as the entire room lose some of it's religious intonations under Oriana's fixation.

"Huh." Oriana said looking at the Priestesses face and not her tits for the first time.

"Oriana the bowl under my breasts." The Priestess said with a faint blush. Considering the situation the fact that is what embarrassed her made you smile. Oriana quickly knelt down and extend her arms below the Priestess's boobs.

The Priestess looked up at as her aura silently apologised for Oriana. You responded by thrusting gently into her. She smiled squeezed her boobs around you tighter. The feeling was very different from Auria's tit job. The sheer volume of boobage and angle meant you had to be active thrusting your hips forwards yet your tip didn't run into any obstacle. You started to thrust into her boobs a little faster. It didn't feel like anything else. It was warm and tight without being grippy.

You let out a moan of pleasure which made Oriana look up at you. You'd seen her sister in this position before but the look of pure devotion of Oriana face was very different and you weren't going to lie to yourself, that look made you feel good. You reached down and stroked Oriana's hair. She looked a little surprised but smiled up at you.

"Well I'm not being left out." Auria announced as she jumped out of her seat and knelt down on the Priestess other side. "Wow your tits are taking the whole thing! Cyn over here." She happily called out. You let out a laugh at her antics and felt a bit of internal worry about the situation out.

Cynthia got up and shyly hurried over to kneel by Auria. "Wow." She breathed out at the sight of your thrusting.

"Yeah, what does it feel like. I gave him a tit job a few days ago and he came bucket. Who's tits are better?" Auria's play by play was kinda funny. The sight of the four woman kneeling before you would have felt a little weird if they were all looking at devoted as Oriana but with with Auria even Oriana devotion was undercut by sisterly hatred.

"Auria!" Oriana growled out.

"Sorry." Auria said then stood up and pull down her own robe and grabbed your hand putting it on her tit. "Better?" She asked you.

You grinned and started to kneed her boob as you kept up your thrusting. As you moved you felt the Priestess nipples rubbing against your thighs and the slightly warm patches she was leaving there.

"Praise the Mother." The Priestess mumbled out as she started to make small gasps of pleasure. "Pr-praise the, Mmmm, the, Ah, son of, harder," her interruption with personal desire made you grunt in pleasure, knowing she was enjoying your fucking of her tits made it much better, you sped up casuing the slapping sound as your thighs ran into titflesh to down out most other noise, "son of the Mother." She moaned the last word. The rooms lust had been steadily growing but after this you wondered if you would need the ritual, Clare the Second might just appear so she is involved.

"Cyn pinch her nipples." Auria said with a grin. You pinch Auria's nipple making her gasp and shoot you a look. "You made em so play with em." She dared you. You raise an eyebrow and bend down to take a nipple between your lips. Auria's hands found the back of your head as she let out an approving moan as you lightly suckled.

You felt hands on your thighs and the Priestess let out a sudden deep moan as Cynthia obeyed Auria's suggestion. The warm patches of milk the Priestess was leaving on your thighs suddenly grew under Cynthia's assualt. You felt yourself reaching your limit and as your orgasm grew you bit down on Auria's softly. She gasped at the sudden pain but made not complaint.

"Now Oriana." The Priestess moaned out as she felt you tensing in her chasmious boobs. Oriana leaned down to make sure the bowl was well place.

"Ah." You let Auria free from your mouth as you started to thrust harder. The Priestess had no difficulty keeping up ensure you were always thrusting into tightness. Your peak hit you and you felt a blast hit the Priestess the sound of some of you cum falling into the bowl added a somewhat comical moment to the tit fuck. After the third spurt you pulled back shooting a load onto the Priestesses face. Unlike yesterday she basked in the cum smiling and opening her mouth as you came on her.

"Fuck that's hot." Auria moaned pulling you back to her chest. You latched onto her nipple as you finished cumming. Auria held you against her a moment longer before letting you go. You looked down to see the Priestesses face and chest painted with cum.

Oriana removed the bowl as her eyes were locked on your cock now resting on the top of the Priestess's chest. "Is this enough?" She looked at the bowl. It was less full that yesterday but since you don't really need any for the 'ritual' to work.

"Plenty." You answered as you felt a hand grip your length. Auria ran a hand from your base to your tip squeezing out the rest of your load then bringing her cum stained fingers to her mouth.

"Still taste better than anyone else." She mused as she licked you cum free.

The Priestess cleared her throat. "Thank you for bestowing the Milk of Life upon us." She said licking her lips. "Are you able to perform the ritual?"

You let out a heavy breath. "Yes." You have desire to add some religious intonation but resist. The Priestess stand not cleaning the cum from her body and taking the bowl from Oriana and placing it on the alter.

Oriana is still kneeling staring at you lower half now resting in the air. "I think sis found her new god." Auria giggled into your ear. Well that snapped you back to normal and out of the religious of the situation. Auria knelt down and grabbed her sister. "Come on, no cock for you."

"Auria." Oriana said as the joke snapped her out of her moment. Auria sat down at the front with Oriana and Cynthia sat down with her.

You walked to the alter and looked at the golden book. Guess you're making a decision now. Shame you were kinda hoping to not have to do this.

"To the Mother of All we offer gifts of gold," You start. The Priestess dropping possible the same gold coins from yesterday into the bowl. "The milk of life," you feel the rooms temperature raise once more "and the faith of our beliefs." You feel the auras in the room start to mingle. "We beseech you grant us a vision of your radiance." Considering what happened the last time you considered not absorbing their auras but that felt like it would be almost mean to them, giving them their Goddess once then never again. "Gift your Children with a vision of your bountiful radiance." You pull the auras into yourself and felt the strength of everyone belief as the bowl glowed.