The witch jumped two feet off the ground, flexing her legs horizontally and kicking the injured Ardor into the waiting iron maiden. It closed around the angel, crushing it to bits before disintegrating.
Bayonetta dusted her hands, admiring her work. Looking over and seeing a lone Affinity quivering in the corner, she approached it.
"Well, I don't suppose you'd like to tell me the way out of here?" It crawled backwards, shrieking as she approached. She stomped down its leg with her heel to keep it in place.
"Paradiso is really such a headache…" Bayonetta stooped herself down, still keeping the weight in place as she prodded at the Affinity's face with her gun. "So much yellow light. And that music! Dreadful, isn't it?"
She frowned as the terrified third sphere member ignored her, trembling. Promptly shooting it in the head, the umbra stood back up, resetting her pistols.
Thus far, Paradiso had been a maze. It seemed to be constructed of snapshots of places she'd been; different areas of Vigrid. Yet they were all baked in a golden glow, and were even more filled to the brim with angels than the real place.
Bayonetta was quite lost, growing tired of walking aimlessly. Where's the talkative type when you need them? Though she maintained her cool, she grew more and more restless the longer she was trapped in the angelic dimension.
Approaching what appeared to be a bridge, she stopped. The island she was on seemed to be vibrating. She grew a little panicked as the frequency picked up, and the land mass began shaking as if undergoing an earthquake.
A few seconds later, a giant entity, almost as large as the island itself, rose high into the sky, stopping above the bridge. It rotated idly, before one of its large faces fixated on her.
"Ah… the fabled witch." Its Enochian was enunciated well, chorused and harmonious as if many voices young and old had spoken at the same time. It continued to hover above the bridge, thin green appendages unraveling themselves from the spherical body.
It was obvious from the thing's size and dialogue that it was a member of Auditio. Bayonetta showed no intimidation, continuing her strut up to the bridge. She removed a lollipop from an unseen pocket, unwrapping it and enjoying the candy.
"And who might you be? Another fan who wants an autograph?" The creature paused for a moment as it digested her words, before it laughed heartedly. The sound boomed, echoing around her as its tentacles finally finished unwrapping, poising themselves. At the same time, a thicker one with the embedded face of an infant emerged from its mouth.
"Bayonetta! Your company is honored, but alas, your presence is nothing short of a trespass. I must remove…" Iustitia's monologue was cut off as a bullet from Scarborough Fair ricocheted off of its closest nose.
Bayonetta had turned away, crossing her arms. "Yes, yes, you're going to challenge me to some prophetic battle. I really couldn't care less. You see, I don't want to be here any more than you want me here. So if you'd kindly show me the way out, I would leave quite happily."
Rotating back to face the Auditio, she scoffed at its appearance. "My, my… you're quite ugly, aren't you? At least the others had some semblance of style." She smirked, watching the unmoving angel.
"Ugly?" "Ghastly is more accurate, actually." Iustitia gritted its semblance of teeth. "You dare apply such terminology to one's appearance! I had forgotten after such a slumber, but now I recall why it is that I hate your kind!"
"Now now, no need to get all hot and bothered. If it makes you feel any better, your size alone should let you be plenty competitive among the other angels…" Finishing her taunt, Bayonetta handled one of her guns, before her attention was snapped back by the sound of something slicing through the air.
She jumped instinctively, flipping backwards and landing gracefully as she narrowly missed the sweeping attack of one of Iustitia's tentacles, studded with a large flowering thorn. "Someone woke up on the wrong side of bed this morning, hm?"
The enraged Auditio struck again with its other appendage. This time, though, Bayonetta was ready. She caught it easily with a kick, before switching her weight to her other leg and striking upward into it.
As it was stunned, she shot a few rounds into the bulbous end of it. It seeped a bright purple fluid as Iustitia cried out. "Wretched witch!" She posed. "Now who's being rude, hm?" Iustitia seemed to be passive once again.
"Look, I really don't have time for this pointless bout. I'll ask one more time for you to point the way to the nearest exit, and I'll get out of your hair." Iustitia remained catatonic, and Bayonetta focused on it, trying to see what it was doing.
It was then that she noticed the material behind its larger head seemed to be pulsing. Its colors changed rapidly, flashing through the visible spectrum. It grew in intensity, distracting her from anything else.
Without warning, Iustitia roared, and a blinding light shot out from it, directed at Bayonetta. She had no time to dodge as the area all around her was soaked in angelic beams. Blinded and disoriented, the witch fell to her knees, struggling to remain conscious as her senses were overloaded.
When she came to, Bayonetta was relieved to find herself in the same island. To her dismay, her lollipop was gone. Trying to stand up revealed that something else had changed, though. "W-what the hell?" Looking down, she found organic green tendrils coiled around her legs, wrapping up from her ankles to her thighs.
They were far smaller than the appendages Iustitia had tried to attack her with before, seeming a lot more utilitarian in nature. She tried to rip them off with her hands, only to find her arms were also bound by another of the same appendage.
As she struggled in her restraint, she was suddenly lifted off of the ground. Iustitia was in almost the same spot as previous. It held her in the air, watching her with its many faces. Despite how hard she tried, Bayonetta couldn't get free.
"Care to explain what you think you're doing?" She squirmed as she was rotated clockwise, as if being examined, far up in the air. "It has been many centuries since I was given the opportunity to punish an umbra witch."
Though nervous and unsure what it meant, Bayonetta didn't waver, scoffing audibly. "Punish? A witch? Oh heavens, what for?" She was still smiling as Iustitia twisted her once more.
"Your kind… truly vile. So deceitful and sarcastic. You worship Inferno and sin for sport. You are disgusting creatures. All of you." "Isn't it a little sinful to hold that much contempt? I'm just a poor misguided girl, after all."
"Perhaps, but it is warranted." Iustitia rotated her back so she was in an upright orientation. Slowly, it brought over a larger tentacle, one that was embedded inside of a thorned bulb, positioning it a few feet above Bayonetta.
"And how do you intend to deliver this punishment? Are you going to spank me?" Iustitia paid her smirk no mind as it opened the bulb above her. Without warning, a gush of purple fluid was poured onto Bayonetta, soaking into her skin and hair, some even being inhaled.
She struggled hard, but was held firmly in place by the opposite tentacles. When the liquid finished pouring, and she could breathe again, she was quite pissed. "What the FUCK was that!"
Her outfit still dripped some of the ooze, though the rest seemed to have been soaked into her body. It burned a little at first, the sensation being gradually replaced with a pleasurable numbness. "Well, answer me!"
"The first step." Bayonetta coughed some of the fluid up. "In WHAT?" "In your purification, witch." She took a deep breath, not really calculating her next line. "When I get free… I'm going to…"
As she spoke, she found herself growing tired, quickly. The numbness that had replaced the burn of the purple fluid intensified, and her muscles relaxed. She was no longer writhing in the Auditio's grasp.
"Your senses have been heightened, and your movement impaired." "How… dare you…" Her breathing continued to slow autonomically, and Iustitia wasted no time. The two tentacles that had been holding her unfurled a little, and the ends hooked under Bayonetta's clothes, ripping them off by the seam.
They were, of course, constructed by her hair, and as the fabric was broken, it climbed back up her scalp and flowed naturally, the witch too tired to control it. Soon enough she was left entirely nude, her body only obscured by the green appendages wrapped around her and her waist-length black hair.
She had gathered from the angel's previous outburst how temperamental it was, but even so she didn't expect to strip her. The worst was yet to come, though.
Bayonetta didn't notice as more appendages snaked their way through the air. Aside from the two restraining her, there were now five other arms, poised around her and waiting for instruction.
Auditio's massive face smiled a huge smile at the almost paralyzed witch. "So your trial begins, cretin." Her pleading face was ignored as her restraints tightened, pulling her so she was stretched up and down. Bayonetta moaned from the pain, feeling as if it would snap her spine.
Her body exposed, she could do nothing as two of the tentacles neared her chest. It was obvious to her that there weren't like the ones holding her: they had cup-like ends, and she was unsure of their purpose.
It became clear when the first latched onto her right breast, and the second on the left. Despite being in no control of her muscles, her nerve endings were enhanced by the substance she was doused in, and she threw her head back as she experienced the sensation.
"OH, CHRIST!" The two tentacles suctioned onto her nipples, and then began pumping. Every second, each would pulsate, trying to suck something out of Bayonetta's chest. The feeling was numbing her mind in pleasure, but she was left confused as to what it was trying to do. Regardless, she liked it.
Out of the corner of her eye, the witch saw another appendage moving, to her lower body. She had realized its intention almost immediately, and soon after felt the end of it poking at the entrance of her vagina.
At that point, the substance had taken such a hold of her that she could barely keep her eyes open. She tried, but was unable to focus on the Auditio in front of her. She had no energy to muster a complaint as the tentacle thrust inside.
She was only a little moist from the arousal that came with having her tits sucked on. The tentacle was a lot easier to maneuver than a penis, though, and Iustitia expertly snaked it all up her body, making sure to touch every nerve ending.
The pleasure increased tenfold. "Aaahhh… I… F-fuck…" It stopped just at the entrance to her womb, pushing against it but not breaking through. Stopping, her walls pulsed, feeling the full girth of the tentacle inside her.
On her chest, the pair continued to suck away, and Bayonetta moaned, barely conscious and unable to prevent the angel to continue its work.
The two remaining tentacles were waiting idly, and when Iustitia had finished positioning the one in her pussy, it instructed one of them to move up behind her.
Bayonetta's body trembled out its first orgasm from the sensations. It was incredibly slow, and she throbbed against Iustitia's grip, her body trying to escape the pleasure.
"Please… it feels… too fucking… strong…" After her first climax ended, one of the appendages began pushing its way into her asshole. The witch's eyes widened, but she was still helpless to stop it.
Ordinarily it would've been impossible to even attempt anal with such a skinny woman, but given the nature of the tentacle and the artificial relaxant flooding her nervous system, it slipped in easily, and painlessly.
It progressed through the tight cavity, filling a few inches in. Then it idled, continuing to pulse in rhythm with the one in her pussy as the pair latched onto her boobs sucked dryly away. Another orgasm rocked her body, again excruciatingly slow because of how she was being pleasured.
This time, it seemed to continue endlessly, its pleasure only being heightened as the tentacles made minor movements in and out of her. Bayonetta's mind was in complete disarray, and she tried her best to move in some way that would lower the pleasure she was forced to endure.
"I can't… I can't…" "I do not want to listen to your bickering, witch." The last tentacle showed up quickly after, and as Bayonetta opened her mouth to try to form a reply, it was shoved down her throat, embedding itself deep.
Every single one of her holes were now stuffed with a tentacle. Bayonetta's body remained locked in an everlasting orgasm and she felt her mind beginning to slip. Only then did the appendages start working.
The ones embedded inside her all began seeping fluid; the same purple ooze that Iustitia had covered her in previous. She could feel herself bloating as each of her holes were filled. As the tentacles continued to drip, they thrusted too.
Slowly, and roughly, the one in her pussy moved back a few inches, before slamming itself into the wall separating her womb. The one in her ass followed suit. The two continued flooding her holes with the pleasure heightening fluid as they pounded her in unison.
Bayonetta was reduced to a mess, her vagina completely tightened around the tentacle as it tried to squirt out its third orgasm, before being forced to the fourth, and the fifth, and the sixth, and the seventh. Her pleasure didn't end.
Then the one in her throat seemed to turn up the pressure, it flooding her with far more fluid than the others before it. Her stomach bloated as she was fucked and filled, a complete mess to the whims if Iustitia.
As the purple compound coursed through her blood, she felt her chest tingle. She couldn't focus on it, but her breasts seemed to be filling with something.
The compound she was being stuffed and fucked with was washing through her body, collecting everything deemed unnatural and sinful by the Auditio, before it rushed into her boobs. The hungry suctioned tentacles waited, eagerly pumping the fluid out.
The stimulation of all her holes being simultaneously fucked by tentacles was topped with her tit being drained like water balloons, and Bayonetta's mind finally gave out, collapsing under the weight of the pleasure.
The Auditio continued its work for almost half an hour, pressure washing her body in a sexually numbing fashion, and pumping all of the sinful grime out of her chest.
Though Bayonetta was unaware of it, her body continued to climax over and over unconsciously, continuously tightening around the various tentacles.
When the process was over, the angel placed the witch rather delicately down on the ground. It had successfully absorbed the sin that filled her body.
It didn't drain her magic, of course. Maintaining her connection to the darkness was import in the Sage's plan. But all the terrible compounds left in her body, from her experiences in gluttony, and lust, and alcoholism; they had been removed.
Iustitia noted to itself how much of a pity it was that humans did not have the capacity to experience the pleasure of being purified in its entirety. It then summoned a portal out of Paradiso, haphazardly tossing the witch through it, satisfied to remove her from the heavenly dimension.
Bayonetta woke up hours later. She seemed to be in the woods, though it was hard to tell given it was about midnight. Her body ached, but in a strangely good way, as if she had just worked out.
She recalled her memories, reliving the process of being exorcised by the despicable angel. Nonetheless, it had deposited her back where she wanted to be, so she wasn't too mad. "Come to think of it," Bayonetta stretched, flexing her arms, "I haven't felt this good in years."