At Lisbeth's suggestion, I began serving Mr. Smo during his daily visits.
While I experienced dreamlike masculine pleasure during the day, each night when I saw my lover Paul, I felt only immense disappointment. The size was far smaller than I had imagined, the sensation more subtle, and the scent more bland… Leaving all that aside, the love I felt from Paul was so weak and vague… Mr. Smo, who visited during the day, and his vicious Cock… truly, every time I served him… I could feel his incomparably greedy and burning passion for me… Why were even his emotions so different?
Moreover, what was most disappointing was… even with daily visits, one ejaculation seemed insufficient for Mr. Smo… and Paul, citing exhaustion, only managed three times in ten days.
Why was that?
Both are males, yet the difference in their stamina… Miss Lisbeth, did you foresee this?
Why does Miss Lisbeth call Mr. Semo her master and take such pride in it…? I think I understand now.
In this state… can I really marry Paul…? …No, I need to wake up. Claire. Mr. Semo was only assisting me because of his insatiable lust.
It's wrong to have such feelings for Mr. Semo, who is neither a marriage partner nor a romantic partner.
That's right. It was merely assistance… today or tomorrow… serving Mr. Semo… serving my master.
…I really hope… he'll come soon…
...
But contrary to my expectations, Mr. Semo didn't come today.
Why is that?
Could it be that the guild's permission, as Miss Lisbeth mentioned, has been granted?
Only ten days… so quickly… or… could it be… Mr. Semo… already tired of me…? If that's really the case… I… for some reason, my mind is a mess, and the tightness in my chest won't dissipate. "…Hoo…" The bishop's private room. Arriving at Paul's door… I take a deep breath to calm my recent melancholy.
Today, after Mass, Paul hoped I would come to his room that night.
Although it's only been three times in ten days, since the first day of his experience, Paul has seemed to have broken free from some kind of constraint, never hesitating to grant my requests again. Today I couldn't even serve Mr. Shimo... but I have to do it with Paul... I should be happy... this is an act of relieving a lover's sexual desire...
But why... do I have this... indescribable feeling...
Ugh... No, Claire, cheer up! Paul is the one I'll spend my life with. I can't have these feelings— *knock knock* After calming myself down, I knocked on Paul's door. Paul, seemingly full of anticipation, greeted me with an excited voice, "Claire! Come in...!"...? What's going on? The emotions I sense from Paul feel different than usual, somewhat repulsive… This… this subtle, instinctive resistance… Why do I feel this way? "K-Krea, come over here…" Just as I was puzzled by the subtle unease about Paul, he didn't offer me the sofa as usual, but led me to the cushioned floor. "Paul? Is something wrong?"
"Ah, well… Krea… um, today… well, actually…" Paul was clearly restless; I'd only ever seen him like this when he was being confessed to… What could be the reason?
Has something bad happened…?
"Paul? What's wrong? You seem a little strange today…"
"Haha… um, Krea, I have a favor to ask you… I'm afraid you'll find it strange…"
A favor? A request that might seem strange. What is it?
"What is it, Paul? It's okay, go ahead."
"Um… it's about what we're going to do today. Um…"
That… well, it probably refers to helping Paul satisfy his sexual desires.
I guessed it… so that's what it was after all. "Today...can I lie on your lap...like a baby...treat me...?"
...Huh? What did Paul just say?
"Hmm? Paul. What did you say?"
"Ahaha, it's like, like a baby...and satisfy me at the same time..."
Looks like I didn't mishear.
What does "like a baby" mean...?
"Um, I want to! Ugh, call Claire...'Mommy'...want to try...uh, you know, role-playing! How about it!? Is that okay!?"
...Haha, ha... Up until now, I've definitely sensed a subtle longing for motherhood in the feelings Paul has shown me.
But I never expected...an adult...to crave this kind of thing from a woman younger than himself...
So...when Miss Lisbeth talked about Paul like this, Paul kept emphasizing in my ear that he wasn't that kind of man...but Paul made this request... "...I understand..."
"!!! Th-thank you! Claire!"...Okay.
Maybe I really have too many prejudices.
I've often heard other nuns say that men are like children… perhaps experiencing it firsthand will reveal a difference from my imagination.
"Wait a minute! Soon…!" Hearing Paul frantically undressing, I quickly felt his head rest on my knees.
"C-Crea. Breasts too…!" "…Ah, okay…" Following Paul's expectant words, my chest was exposed, and I could feel his unusually excited breathing below.
Every time that breath brushed against me… for some reason, I got goosebumps; it felt very uncomfortable.
Seemingly oblivious to my feelings, Paul pulled my hand to his genitals.
He wanted me to stay like this.
Phew, okay. This is tolerable. So…
"Hurry, hurry up and start. Mother Crea!" "…!" The moment I heard Paul's words, an unbearable feeling of disgust surged within me.
At the same time, the image of Paul I still held… that of a serious and considerate man, completely shattered and vanished.
The male before me now… is nothing more than a little child wanting to fawn over a woman.
"Aww, ah! Mommy! So, so comfortable!" In shock, Paul instinctively moved his fingers, nuzzling me like a baby, emitting an unbelievable, sweet moan.
A Paul I'd never felt before, a surge of emotion completely unimaginable from his usual self, a suffocatingly pathetic sight.
I never expected… to feel such an unpleasant, burning emotion emanating from Paul like this.
Paul… is this really… what you hoped for?
"Waaah! Mommy! Claire Mommy!" Is work too tiring? Is the position of bishop too much of a burden for you?
"Claire Mommy's hands, so comfortable!" Where has your usual wise and composed demeanor gone?
"Mommy's breasts! I love them! So soft!" I never imagined you harbored such desires.
"Claire Mommy! The best!"… Yes. Paul. The reason I've always sensed these subtle emotions from you… seems to understand now.
"The scent of Claire's mother! Mmm!" You can neither arouse a woman's instincts...nor conquer a female...
"To actually be able to act cute with Claire's mother! So blissful!" Even a true male like Mr. Shimo...the master couldn't achieve this...
"From now on, Claire's mother is mine alone!" Just a weak...immature little brat.
"Ah! Mother! Paul's mother!" Paul, who was rubbing his head against my lap more excitedly than ever, trembling all over, suddenly raised his head and began to suckle my breast.
"Mother! Chew! Chew!" When I pitifully felt Paul suckling my breast, how should I put it...there was an indescribable...disgust. Mr. Shimo… when serving his master, his breasts were sucked a few times… but at that time, because of the burning sensation flowing through his body, he only thought of offering his breasts to his master wholeheartedly… It was clearly the same act, yet the difference was so vast…
"Ugh! Mom! I'm going to pee! Paul is going to pee white pee!" Hah… okay.
Please hurry up and finish.
Hurry… I want it to end even a second earlier.
I felt an unbearable discomfort and forcefully pulled on Paul's small penis as he spoke.
"Ugh! Ugh!" Paul then made a strange sound and twisted his body, spraying thin semen onto his abdomen.
As soon as I noticed the twitching of Paul's penis, I pressed his genitals with my fingers to force him to ejaculate.
At least… I was lucky not to get any semen on me.
"Ah…Mama Claire…" After confirming that Paul had completely ejaculated, I quickly left his room, forcing myself to act nonchalant.
Back in my room, I immediately rushed into the bathroom, scrubbing my hands and chest vigorously until my skin was red.
... "…That happened during the week Mr. Smo didn't come to see me."
"Hehe…Pfft…"
"After that, Paul always seemed…like he was hiding his childish side, deliberately putting on a serious and aloof act in front of me during the day…"
"Haha, ha, ahahaha! Paul is so funny! Ahahahahahaha!!!"
"But I just couldn't treat Paul like that…"
"Pfft…So, what happened next?"
I stopped Miss Lisbeth, who was about to leave the church, and told her about my relationship with Paul.
After hearing the story, Miss Lisbeth seemed to feel a great sense of pleasure, and asked me with a mocking laugh. "...Just before Paul came...you said there was still a way to continue serving Mr. Semo...right?"
"Oh...that's true. Hmm. But why are you curious about this?"
Although I don't need to say it outright, Miss Lisbeth seems to have sensed something...well. I should definitely state my intentions clearly now. "...I...can't feel any masculinity from Paul anymore." "...Pfft♡ Hmm. That's true. After all, I've witnessed that pathetic masculinity."
"Of course, even so...he's still an important person and lover to me...that's for sure." "...Heh."
Yes. Definitely. Hmm. It's just that I can't feel any masculinity from Paul. It's not that I dislike him or anything.
"But in this state...marrying him...I'm afraid I can't do it." "..." I feel like Miss Lisbeth suddenly quieted down, and seemed to be smiling. "…So…before breaking off my engagement with Paul, I want to get confirmation from Mr. Shimo…"
"Heh…
♡What are you talking about?"
"…Confirmation about whether I can continue to be with Paul…"
Judging from my current feelings for Paul, he must be incredibly desperate when I propose breaking off the engagement…
But even so, I can't be sure…if I can suppress that special desire and live with Paul.
So, I want to feel Mr. Shimo's…master's Cock…on again to make a decision.
Regarding my own desires…can I endure living…that yearning to be dominated by a superior male…the desire to serve?
"Hehe…I understand what you mean. Miss Claire." Miss Lisbeth said, moving even closer to me.
"Yes. I understand. Paul's serious and rational image actually has such sexual desires. Really, it's completely overturned, isn't it? Paul."
Really. Literally. Miss Lisbeth. "You want to confirm whether you can endure the life of a Cock without a master by serving your master again, right? Hehehe..." Miss Lisbeth's snickering voice inexplicably made my heart flutter.
"Hehehe... I understand... but wanting to borrow your master just to confirm your feelings... that's a rather arrogant request, Miss Claire."
"...Um..."
"Hehehe... But... alright. I'll give you the chance to serve your master on conditions."
"Conditions?" Miss Lisbeth pressed closer to me, beginning to knead my breasts with subtle techniques.
Amidst Miss Lisbeth's continuous sweet voice... I couldn't break free from that hand. "Go tell Paul today to arrange for my master and me to stay in the room next to Miss Claire's in the capital. ♡ It doesn't matter if it's in the church or any other accommodation. Miss Claire is alone, and my master and I will be fine together. ♡"
"Next room…?"
"Hehe ♡ That's right. Just use an excuse like…it's more convenient to protect us if we're close enough" to Paul and ask him for help again, right?
Miss Lisbeth's fingertips, kneading my breasts, gradually became more and more lewd.
"Once everything is arranged… you'll be allowed to sneak into our room in the middle of the night."
I have to go to… Mr. Shimo's… to the master's… in the dead of night…
"Paul is leaving tomorrow, I'd better convince him today, hehe…
♡ If all else fails, maybe I can try begging him like last time?"
"…Hmm…" I don't want to do that… but if I'm rejected… that's all I can do…
"If you don't want to, you don't have to force yourself. Ultimately, it's Miss Claire's choice. However…"
Miss Lisbeth gripped my chest tightly and whispered in my ear.
"If you can serve the master this time, you'll understand
♡ what kind of male Miss Claire should unite with…
♡"
I… for some reason, felt this way, and my body trembled slightly with a strange feeling.