I've done it again! TWO chapters in one go!
And there's a good reason for it. Since Chapter 5 is a bit...sour. You don't have to go back to read it. It's not for...the faint of heart.
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"Please take this payment for your trouble. As for Nimrod's payback…I'll mull it over."
These were the words coming from Sister Victoria, a nun from the Church of Favonius, thanking the Traveler after they've found the evidence about Nimrod's misconduct.
This, of course, had happened one too many times already.
Lots of people in Mondstadt come to the Church to confess their sins and seek forgiveness from the god, namely Lord Barbatos.
"But if you only say it and don't act on it, don't you think that's a waste of time?" Victoria said this to herself.
Nimrod was the prime example. The man has come here to confess to his alcohol abuse numerous times, and yet he hasn't changed one bit...
Drinking itself was not a sin. But it was sinful to drink to the point that you bring undue distress to others.
And that was undue to Sister Victoria.
Also, there's another thing.
"Kyaaa!" The cry of a novice member echoed in the air.
"Albert!" Victoria screamed out the name as she rushed outside.
Unfortunately, despites ger best effort. That dodgy person was nowhere to be seen.
"Did you see him?" She asked Otto, the knight guarding in the vicinity.
"Uh...what?" The guard was confused since he had just returned from taking a leak.
Useless!
"What are you looking at?" She asked the masked Fatui who always standing inside the Cathedral.
"N-Nothing..." Viktor looked away.
Nimrod. Albert. They were the big headaches to Victoria.
Even with the Traveler's help on her commissions, the two still kept being stubborn and conducted their misdeeds.
"People will forget everything that's happened in their past unless they've really had to suffer for it..."
Victoria could have ignored them and be on her own way. After all, this is Mondstadt, a city of freedom where people chose to live the way they want, however, there was a certain reason has driven her to do it.
Maybe it wasn't for faith, or out of the goodness, just solely for her own satisfaction…her own justice.
"If everyone was to behave quite so unscrupulously, sooner or later the entirety of Mondstadt would find itself in a very distressing situation."
Again, these were her words.
"So each time a sin rears its ugly head, it needs to be nipped in the bud."
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In a cool and breezy night, Nimrod limbed himself out of the tavern.
The beers were as good as ever, but he started wanting to have a new kind of taste in it. A kind of freshness or so.
Maybe he should visit the Cat's Tails next time.
"Diona's drinks are always so good and so delicious~" Nimrod mumbled to himself.
While he was off in his own little world, his eyesight was shrouded in darkness...
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"Huh…Huh!? Wh-where am I…?"
After a brief look around, Nimrod assumed he was in a basement.
When he moved his hands, he immediately found that they, as well as his legs, were all tied up to the bed posts.
"Wh-what's going on?" At this point, the man was sobered up as his heart started racing.
"You're awake, Nimrod." A voice spoke.
"Si-Sister Victoria?" He eyed to the figure.
"Can you help me to get out of these?"
"I think I have made you quite as comfortable as you were, Nimrod."
"You…kidnapped me? Is this some kind of joke?"
"Oh no, not at all."
"What…are you intending to do to me?"
"Nimrod. I want you to confess, fully and wholeheartedly."
"But I have confessed to you. many times!"
"And yet you didn't improve, nor making a chance from it."
"People don't tend to learn the lessons that their past can teach them unless... Unless somebody points it out to them directly."
And so, Sister Victoria decided taking this drastic step.
"This is an…edifying." She explained.
"By tying me up to the bed…" Nimrod was somewhat sarcastic.
"A kind of spiritually edifying guidance."
"Miss Eury, your wife often expressed her distraught about it. Always use the money to consume the alcohol."
"Now that I think about it." She placed a hand on her chin.
"What is exactly your job?"
"…"
Nimrod couldn't exactly reveal it to Sister Victoria that he was the informant and a spy employed by Kaeya, the Calvary Captain. He was among the Treasure Hoarders, kept them in check and inform their movement before they did.
"The confession cleanses the soul, but your troubling is never subsided."
"So please, together. Let us beat that wickedness of yours."
"Then show me your panties."
"Eh?"
There was a beat.
"I'm sorry. Can you repeat that—"
"Show. Me. Your. Panties."
Her face turned dark.
"Is he still Nimrod, or something has possessed him?"
"Oh, I'm possessed alright." The man responded. "No, actually...I am STRESSED! ! !"
"Do you know why I kept drinking?"
"It's because of my wife!"
"Everyday...day after day. her impulsive buying those useless things that had 'on sale' tag on."
One fact that he left out: Nimrod himself was never an alcoholic.
He loved to drink, sure. But never addicted to it.
Until he joined the guild network and worked as Kaeya informant. He infiltrated the Treasure Hoarders' ranks.
And being with those kinds of people while maintaining his true identity. He has to improvise. Adapt and overcome. Or die.
"And she dares to tell me not to drink alcohol? To save money?"
"Then I'm willingly to do it again and again just spite her!"
"If your faith or your commitment is so strong, then prove it! Show me your panties!"
Then again, the reason he asked Sister Victoria such offense act because he wanted to get out of here.
"Nimrod, you've always been so stubborn ever since you're young."
"Yeah! And there weren't many times where I take back what I've said. Are you going to show it to me or not?"
Yeah! With this. I'll definitely be free.
"Oh Lord Barbatos, forgive me." Victoria muttered before she committed it.
Eh?
Wait. Wait. Wait!
With one motion, the skirts were lifted, revealed the sight behind it.
Goodness, Sister Victoria's panties are pure white...
What is this…feeling…? Have I actually wished for this?
Lord Barbatos…thank you!
"To think you'd have a smile like that on your face during such a time as this."
Victoria showed her disgusted expression toward him.
"Nimrod, you're truly someone who can't be saved."
"You're nothing but a disappointment."
"May Lord Barbatos forgive you, but I won't..."
Victoria soon let down her skirts.
"This place is dirty though. I think we should move to upstairs."
"Upstairs. What for?"
"What?"
"…"
"…"
"You...only wish to see my panties...?"
"Uh...that's it? I only want to see your panties..."
"..."
"Did you actually think I want to have sex with you—"
"Gyaaahhhh! AAAHHHH! AAAAAHHHH!"
Shame. Embarrassment. Many conflicted feelings lingering in her head.
How do I get out of this?
"You're surely taking an overtime of this." A new voice came from above.
The two looked up, seeing a tall female with ghostly pale grey skin.
"Si-Sister Rosaria!?" Victoria was surprised by her arrival.
Like Victoria, Rosaria too was a member of the Church of Favonius.
But working like a member was another different matter.
Rosaria was the person who would skip all church activities when possible. Only work till the shift is ended.
Sleeping out of the morning mass. Skipping the choir, the night prayer.
She even drank in the tavern. The merciful part in it that she only drank to an extent. Imagine if a nun became the Fifth Drunkard in Mondstadt.
She was extremely negligent and infamous for her truancy, but nonetheless was promoted without much trouble.
Poor Barbara dear has to run after her like some puppy.
One would never think she was member of the church if it wasn't for her attire.
The outfit was a nun habit, but it's rather leaning on bold and scandalous on the tight-fitting form, fishnet stockings. And silver claw rings on her fingers.
"Sister Rosaria right? It's me! Nimrod, your drinking buddy! Please save me!"
"Should I?"
"Eh? Come on. Please don't joke like that. My arms are starting to get numb, and I really want to go home…"
His voice stopped. For some reason he began eyeing over Rosaria's well-proportioned body, and then toward the certain part of her.
"Looking at me like that. You want see my panties as well?"
"Uh…"
"You're unbelievable…"
"Alright."
Rosaria's answer made them both dumbfounded.
She then made her way down and approached to Nimrod.
"But in return, you need to give me your good show."
"My...good show?"
Without another word, the pale-skinned nun pulled Nimrod's pants down, allowing his very member to stand up, meeting the cool air of the room and two pairs of eyes.
"W-W-What are you doing, Sister Rosaria?!" She was horrified.
"A trial."
"Trial?"
"People can't overcome the trial without a form of challenge."
"Eh…" Nimrod was baffled, really didn't know what to do, and can not control his very thing that erected almighty.
"So cute. And so hard. Like my daddies."
"Da-daddies? What are you talking about?"
"Just talking to myself."
Rosaria then told her this.
"Go ahead. Grab it."
"I'm not touching that." The Sister was shuddered.
"It's your lost."
"But you should look at it closely when I'm not around." The pale-skinned Sister grabbed it without any hesitation.
"Keep your wrist firm."
"Give it a steady rhythm."
"Uh…ugk!"
Without a warning, the man came, spouting the fluids all over Rosaria's hand.
"He came out a lot…"
"I'm surprised that his wife Eury didn't get pregnant."
"Doesn't do it..." The man muttered.
"What did you say?"
"She didn't let me do it... She said that she's not some loose woman..."
"You poor thing."
"Victoria, you should appease his desire."
"Excuse me?"
"Also, when did you become this… aggressive?"
Rosaria supposed this was coming from her former self. It urged her to do it, either out of duty or just reminiscing the time that she was first introduced to sex by her daddies.
It wasn't great, but it wasn't terrible either.
"You're a Sister, so it would be trouble to let him take your first time along committing adultery."
"Then what should we do?"
"He is trash." Rosaria said as she removed her boots.
"So let's treat him like one."
"W-wahhhh!" Nimrod yelped as he felt the cold touch of Rosaria's bare foot.
The scene was making Victoria shrivel up, and she's the one who's watching.
"Just be quiet and be shivered." Rosaria continued her foot assault over his moistening glans.
"He's a pervert. You can see how stiff his cock from where you're standing, can't you?"
"Truly. The man's hopeless."
The scornful look in their eyes.
So fierce. So scary!
Like I was a piece of trash.
And strangely enough…
Why am I getting excited? It's like I want them to keep looking at me like that…
"Oh, your dick is twitching a lot."
Rosaria felt her crotch was throbbing as well. Never though that the foreplay had excited her as well.
Her past-self urged her once more.
"…what a nuisance."
On her own pace, the pale-skinned Sister stripped away the lower portion of her clothes.
"W-what are you doing, Sister Rosaria? You can't do this. It's adultery!"
"It's not cheating if it's anal."
"Oh…is that so?"
No. No. No. No. There's definitely wrong with it.
However, such words like that, nor words of reason were never presented in the room.
Two people were following their basic instinct while the third was…starting to learn about it.
"It can't be…is she gonna do it?" Sister Victoria eyed intensely to the sight as Rosaria guided his very thing…and it happened.
"Aahhhh…!" Nimrod groaned once his member felt the tightness and entered her rear fully.
Oh my god. Oh my god! What is this? What is this?
Such tight, and warm…it feels so good.
A beautiful nun is taking my cock in.
Anyone sees this would kill me for sure. Especially my wife…
"Hey!" Rosaria snapped the finger, making him to focus on her. "Be sure to hold your business in."
"If you cum fast. I will feed you the semen from my ass."
"Eww…" The nun showed her repulsive.
"…I will do my beesssssss—ahhhhh!" The man screamed out as the woman moved.
"Holy Barbatos…"
Her breasts are bouncing as she moves…
I want to touch them…
"Don't get any funny idea, Nimrod."
"We are not having sex. I'm just having fun with you. I would stop before you cum."
"No way…you're cruel…."
"This is dirty job I'd do. Why would I make love to a trash like you?"
"Oh-ho. Is that the sadness or a joy of taking the insult like that?"
"Ah…it just feels so good…"
"I'm filling your ass…!"
Ahhh. Even though I just came…her ass is still gripping my cock…
"You should join in with us as well, Victoria."
"Eeh? Bu-but how should I…?"
"A trash like him always like to take a peek at beneath the skirts. So give him a full view."
"But I've already shown it to him."
"Up close. Close and personal. Sit right on top of his face."
Reluctant, Victoria followed her instruction.
"Disgusting! I can feel his breath is all over me!"
"I can't...breathe...!"
"Looks like he's aroused by your scent. Which perfumer did you put on?"
"I…didn't wear anything."
"Natural is the best kind. You're a lucky man, Nimrod"
"You are sniffing somebody else's crotch besides your wife."
"Look at that. He's getting hard again. How disgusting!"
"It's so hard that I can't bent it."
"There's no reason to jack you off. Or I should have someone zap you off with their electro."
Nimrod swallowed his throat. In the past, he actually got zapped by a thunder during a heavy rain. the thought of being zap again scared him.
"Oh. It goes limp again."
"Gaaahh!" Nimrod cried out in a girlie voice once his asshole was penetrated by none other Rosaria's nail…the hard steel kind.
It was painful at first but soon, a newfound of pleasure was accompanying it.
As her finger wriggled inside Nimrod, an obscene moan escaped his lips. Much to Sister Victoria's amazement.
"Aah…eekk…"
"You're making me work overtime already."
"I can't believe…not like this…"
"Oh. You want to stop?"
"Let's stop here then, Sister Victoria."
"Eh? But…"
Victoria soon learned Rosaria's intention from looking at her face.
"…You're right." Victoria stood up.
Just before she would step down…
"Wait!" Nimrod called out. "Wait. Please…don't leave me hanging like this…"
"I…I want to cum…please! Please! Let me cum! I'll do anything for you!" His eyes were welling up with tears.
"Then swear it that you'd never drink again and be a good husband to your wife!"
"I will! I will! Please quell it for me!" He accepted it immediately. It's hard to tell if he's sincere or not.
But as promised, Sister Victoria sat on him again.
However, her bottom had placed fully on his face, effectively blocking his nose.
"Mghmm! Mghhh!" He struggled but the weight of the nun effectively put his head where it was.
"W-what should I do now?" Victoria asked.
"Don't overdo it. Let me take care of the dirty work."
With the already-dirtied hands, the cold nun gave the man best stimulation he'd ever received.
She grabbed his balls and fondled them.
Even though I should be excited for this, but now I'm scared!
I can't breathe!
It was supposed to be a Heaven Feel, however, the man was suffering the Hell Feel.
I'm gonna die...I'm gonna die!
He soon started to get regret.
Please. Forgive me! Let me go back home to my wife! PLEASEEEEE! ! !
"Huh? You sure came out early."
"Nimrod?" The nuns checked over the man.
The moment he came, he also got...WASTED.
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"Ahh, Barbara-sama. You're as beautiful as ever." Hiding behind the cathedral's pillars, Albert eyed over the angel-like idol in white who was greeted friendly by the people.
While indulging in his little world, he had failed to notice two certain nuns were rushing toward him from behind. One of them, wearing tight-fitting attire, was about to axe kick him.
"Lights out!"
〈 To BE CONTINUED…/ / / |
A rather different approach I know, but next chapter will be something else. I can promise you that. (Drip marketing right there)
Having NPC interaction is never bored in the game (most of them...). I just wish the commission RNG would have me finished those achievements and collect the primo though.
Good luck to all on Hu Tao Banner, hope everyone can get whoever they want! And good luck to those commit the NNN challenge.
Because mine is Non-stop!