Chapter 98: Hostility
The viscous excrement that had been accumulating inside for a long time gushed out like a flood once it lost its blockage. Elara let out a prolonged scream, her lower abdomen convulsing and contracting violently, as if trying to empty her body and expel all the filth within.
The surging water fiercely flushed the sensitive flesh walls, and the overwhelming pleasure overwhelmed Elara, leaving her mind blank as she was thrust into an orgasm, crying out.
The vaginal fluid also sprayed out, and both orifices uncontrollably ejected streams of water.
The muscles of the anal sphincter had completely lost their function. Elara sat on the toilet, tensing her body, and uncontrollably excreted amidst the successive fierce orgasms.
The incontinence and intense electric shock-like sensations simultaneously assaulted her body.
When the liquids inside her body were finally drained, she was like a soulless shell, collapsing backward against the toilet back, her eyes hollow and trembling incessantly.
The excruciating abdominal pain finally subsided. After a brief rest, Elara climbed down from the toilet, moved to the bathtub, stripped off her clothes, and began to wash herself with a basin of water. The clear water somewhat sobered her mind, but the empty orifices itched even more intensely.
Elara groaned and collapsed beside the bathtub. She was now grateful that Joshua was no longer here; otherwise, she feared she would lose control and beg him to fuck her.
She inserted her hand into her vagina, digging forcefully. The tips of her fingers scraped against the swollen flesh of the orifice, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. It wasn't long before she spasmed and reached another climax.
The lewd fluids continuously gushed out of her orifice as Elara lay on the ground, panting heavily. It was still not enough; this level of stimulation was far from alleviating the torment within her orifices. The girl kept stirring her flesh orifice, thrusting herself into climax after climax, but even after exhausting herself, the heart-piercing itch did not subside.
"Noyce..." Elara had never craved the silver-haired Priest's member so intensely. She struggled to stand up and made her way out of the bathroom into the room connected to it.
Joshua's room was very cozy. The balcony and corners were filled with carefully trimmed green plants, exuding a vibrant and lively atmosphere. The curtains and bedspread were adorned with soft floral patterns.
The bedside was piled with fluffy teddy bears, and the table by the window was covered with various shiny trinkets, all of which seemed to be things that girls would like.
On the bed lay a clean dress, which Joshua must have prepared for her. The intricate fabric, interwoven with red and black, was embellished with countless tiny red crystals, exuding a dazzling and ostentatious aura.
The naked girl, drenched and weak, staggered to the bedside and collapsed onto it. Her body sank into the soft mattress as a wave of drowsiness overwhelmed her.
She raised her leaden arm, trying to reach for the dress to put on some clothes. Suddenly, a meow was heard as a long-haired white cat stepped on the dress, its eyes, like purple gems, staring down at the intruder.
Unable to move the dress with the cat on it, Elara tried several times but found that she didn't even have the strength to move the cat. In the process, she exhausted her last bit of energy and collapsed in fatigue.
She saw the cat gracefully leap onto the table and heard the sound of something shattering on the floor. Then, her consciousness plunged into the darkness.
Joshua was sitting in the living room, flipping through a book, when he heard a heavy knock on the door.
Has he arrived? He placed the book face down on the table, got up, and opened the door. As expected, he saw the stern-faced silver-haired Priest standing at the door.
Noyce's expression changed slightly upon seeing Joshua. He had sensed that the restriction he had placed on Elara's chastity belt had been removed while repairing the artifact, thinking she must have encountered trouble. He followed the scent of the curse mark all the way here, but he never expected to see Joshua.
"Where is Elara?" he asked with a stern look.
"In the room upstairs," the blonde Priest replied, stepping aside to let him in.
Without any politeness, Noyce walked straight past him and headed upstairs.
In the second-floor room, the naked girl was unconscious on the bed. Noyce's eyes sharpened, and he quickly took off his coat to wrap her up and hold her in his arms.
Elara's face was pale, her skin covered with red fingerprints and bite marks. Her legs were swollen and almost bleeding, and there was a faint smell of semen on her body.
Noyce's knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists. He suppressed the rising anger and turned his cold, silver eyes towards the blonde Priest standing at the door: "Give me an explanation, Joshua."
Who could explain this? Joshua made a wry face. Elara's condition was worse than he had imagined. Seeing the silver-haired Priest's menacing expression, Joshua shrugged: "Would you believe me if I said I didn't do anything?"
Noyce stared at him without speaking, clearly not believing him. Only a few people in the entire Xis Church could break the restriction he had set.
"Alright, I admit I removed the restriction on the chastity belt," the blonde Priest confessed. "As for the rest, you might not believe me even if I told you. It's better for you to ask her directly. If, after you've gotten the whole story, you still think I'm at fault, I'm willing to face you."
Noyce looked at him suspiciously and then glanced down at the unconscious girl in his arms. If Joshua had done this, his attitude was a bit too calm. Moreover, based on his usual understanding of Joshua, it was hard to believe he would have taken advantage of Elara. The truth was still unclear, and it was not appropriate to make hasty accusations.
"I will get to the bottom of this. You better not have done anything to harm her," he said, standing up with Elara in his arms and giving him a threatening look.
"No need to see me out," the blonde Priest calmly ignored his threat and stepped aside again.
After Noyce left, the palpable hostility that had filled the house gradually dissipated.
"Quite the temper," Joshua shrugged. He wondered which unlucky guy was going to suffer. He hoped it wouldn't end in a death. Perhaps he should be ready to intervene and save some guy who had lost his mind and was about to get beaten to death.
He leaned against the window, watching the figure downstairs walking away with the Witch in his arms.
This guy had become much more impulsive than before: "This doesn't seem like you, Noyce."