Orion woke up to a heavy weight pressing down on his lower side, almost making him struggle to draw in breath. Nothing new regarding what kind of life he had been living recently.
But still, hot girls hugging him or not, it was still irritating when he couldn't sleep that extra hour or so because of the discomfort.
'Wait... I'm not back in Orario, then who ?' his mind slowly recalled that he wasn't back in Orario, at Hestia's church. He was in the Konosuba world.
Subconsciously, his hand wished to drift down, still half asleep. However, he, for some unknown reason, couldn't. There was resistance.
The discomfort was increasing since whatever that soft and warm sensation was down there, it wasn't helping a bit with his morning wood. If anything, he was getting crushed down there.
Groggily and rather annoyingly, he opened his eyes, in annoyance. Once again, he tried to move his hands, but the result was the same. Since this time he was a bit more conscious about it, he actually registered that there was indeed something blocking his hands.
'No... its not blocking...' he felt an unusual grip around his wrists and shot his eyes open. Only to find that both of his hands were tied up to the bed on both sides. Even his legs couldn't be moved; most likely, they were tied up as well.
'Oh shit... did I get kidnapped or something !' That was the first thought to emerge in his mind, though he scratched that out immediately.
He had nothing on him to be kidnapped anyway. He was broke, he was living in a cheap inn; the only reason could be that he was handsome, but that couldn't be it, right !
Then his eyes darted down once his jolt about being tied up eased a bit. The pressure around his crotch was still as high as the Tower of Babel.
And there was she... the culprit.
Who else but his goddess? Marika the Eternal.
She was sitting right on top of his very hard and very uncomfortable wood, which already was pressed hard against his tight underwear and pants. The increased size didn't help in this condition at all; instead, it made the matter worse.
'I swear I'm sleeping naked from now on if this is what I'm waking up to every day. At least I get something out of it.' he grumbled.
The position they were in was so suggestive that if clothes were really absent, Orion might have lost his V card by now.
Her hands slowly rested on top of his open chest, caressing the hard muscles he had worked up in the dungeon.
Orion gulped as the goddess leaned in, and her dress, already way too revealing for its own good, almost gave up on protecting her modesty. Well, there wasn't much modesty around Marika to begin with, with what kind of dress she wore.
Orion saw the enormous breasts dangling only a few inches apart from him. His nose captured the sweet scent of his goddess, and oh, his hands wished to shoot, but they couldn't be moved.
'...This is torture.'
"W-what are you doing."
[Me? Nothing at all. Consider this your punishment for daring to defy the wishes of your goddess.]
She purred as she leaned even closer to his ears, close enough that he could feel the hot breath of her around his neck. That made his member twitch, but it was thoroughly suppressed by the goddess' godly ass.
"Punishment... for what ?" he was baffled. Didn't she forgive him yesterday.
He recalled what happened after the dinner date of his new step-mom. God, that mom thing was getting to his nerves. It was so embarrassing calling her that outside.
And inside, that was even more embarrassing; she wanted him to call mommy...
MOMMY!
She's well past the age for a real mummy, and she wanted 'Mommy' out of him.
At first, he thought he'd be getting some reward last night by how flirtatious she was, but nothing...
Nope, she just slept, crushing all his hope. But again, what was he hoping.
You know... her saying, 'lets see whether you can satisfy me tonight,' definitely meant whether he could be a better body pillow for her. What else could it mean.
He just got his hopes up for absolutely nothing. Sigh...
"AHH..." He suddenly gasped, feeling her biting down on his ear.
[Oh my… you truly sound like a bashful maiden at times, my Tarnished.]
She smirked, a predatory smile which showed she was enjoying his reaction.
Orion's temper rose... he too was a man, damnit. This was an insult. He poured more power into his hands, trying to break free, but nothing.
'What the hell did she use to bind me...' he complained.
As if reading his anger, she let out a chuckle. Orion pursed his lips, not showing that he actually liked her chuckling sound. It was almost like temple bells. Serene and pure.
'For how twisted this woman can be, how come she's this beautiful.' Orion, for once, wished to really complain to the creator...
WHY ?
She slowly backed off and then, with both her hands on his chest as support, moved her hips slowly, rubbing exactly where Orion felt himself gasping as bliss shot through his body.
'Oh god...'
[Now be a good child and accept your mother's punishment. Do not fret—mother will see that you are properly cared for.]
She purred and continued moving her hips like riding him, sending him to the edge.
'I-I failed to understand how this was a punishment, but I'll take it...'
Or at least he thought so.
Under a few minutes, he was already at the edge of his limit. He didn't think he could hold back anymore when she stopped.
'Huh...'
"Wh-why did you stop !"
[Fufufuf... it wouldn't be much of a punishment if it would be so easy now, would it, my dear]
Orion's earlier bliss fell like someone had spread cold water on him.
'I take it back... she's cruel... she's horrible. Playing with a teenage boy's heart like this. She was better hanged to that big ass tree.'
Marika obviously saw all the changes on his face; it was rather obvious. And she seemed to enjoy it. A beautiful yet dangerous smile spread around her face, making him shudder.
[Don't be so impatient, dear... good gifts take time...] She almost slurred those words before slowly regaining her hip movements again, this time slowly. More sensual...
'Kill me... at this point, kill me,' he wished to curse, but he realised that if he really died here, then there wouldn't be any coming back to life anymore.
And this process repeated three more times. She brought him to the edge and then stopped at the very end.
Frustration didn't begin to explain how he felt. This was blue balls pro max. He needed a release so much right now. He felt like his member was about to tear through his pants at this point.
Honestly though, this was painful. Especially when there was no release for so long.
The third time she stopped, and Orion was gritting his teeth by now. This wasn't just frustrating; pain had now started kicking in. It wasn't unbearable by any means, but dammit... he needed a release like RIGHT NOW !
Marika's eyes narrowed slowly, and then her lips curled up. Her own hand roaming her body like this entire fiasco had turned her on as well.
[Seems like you have repented, my child... very well... then perhaps you are credited to a reward...]
Without saying a word, she leaned in again. He half expected her to bite him again; he couldn't care less at this point. But the next second, her lips connected with his, making his eyes widen like saucers.
This was his first kiss, and damn, she wasn't restrained a bit. It turned into a French one almost immediately.
Orion's mind clouded as soon as her tongue wandered his mouth, making him gulp and try to move his hands again, but he couldn't for all his frustration. It was all her...
At this point, he really wondered if the roles were reversed, if he was doing this to her, would that have been r***.
'Hooray for double standards...' he grumbled but still enjoyed the little bliss he had.
After a long exploration where Orion felt like his mind was giving up on him due to lack of oxygen, Marika finally parted her lips, gasping just like Orion.
Backing up, and then, with one fluid motion, removed her already non-existent dress.
Orion's eyes followed the movement as his eyes caught a glimpse of perfection. Her body, completely as the world intended, was on full display.
The awe only lasted approximately one second before he found her covering his body with the discarded dress, blocking his vision.
"What... hey, that's not nice, I just started..." His complaints were muffled when he felt the heavy weight on his lower side lift, giving his rock-hard member finally room to circulate that raging blood properly, before the same weight pressed down on top of his face.
"Whaa..." His voice was muffled as a sweet, strong scent entered his nostrils. Soft but firm and warm sensations of pressure spread around his face.
'Did she just sit on my face...' He was rendered speechless.
And if that wasn't enough, then what happened next startled him even further. Marika's hand slowly wandered to his manhood, which was throbbing with both pain and pressure.
He gasped when he felt his member snap free, suddenly standing up like the Tower of Babel.
'Oh god, she opened my pants...'
[Fufufu… you are a rather naughty boy, are you not? My, it seems mother must tend to you herself today…]
She laughed, and then he felt a soft sensation on the tip of his member.
'Smooch....'
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A/N : Okay okay... its still in the safe category. Don't worry.
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