Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 585 Deep Cleansing [R-18]

'W-What have I done?!' Fiona regretted her move immediately, allowing the wicked curse to finally compel her words.

The holy priest had specifically cautioned her against this; was redemption now out of reach for her?

Yet, sensations of his tongue coiling and stroking within her persisted, nudging against her delicate inner folds.

Her eyes fluttered open, gazing downward at the priest fully immersed in devouring her essence.

Vritra savored this fresh flavor intensely, her nectar even more delectable, enhanced by the clenching of her plush petals.

Suddenly, he halted, his gaze widening in shock, gradually withdrawing his tongue from her depths before savoring the remnants on his lips.

"What have you done?! You've amplified the curse's strength further; it's now embedded in your very core."

Vritra appeared furious and distressed, continuing: "All our previous efforts are wasted now, the dark energy I consumed on your behalf, endangering myself, has been for nothing.

Haa, you've endangered your life and those near you."

"Haa M-Master, I… I didn't mean to hnn~ do it, p-please save me, I'm s-sorry…"

Fiona endured an intense tingling in her lower area, her passage pulsing wildly.

"Only one method remains to rescue you and purge that vile curse."

Vritra declared gravely, his voice heightening Fiona's fear.

"W-What must I do? It's m-my mistake, SOB please assist me…"

Fiona begged, overwhelmed by dread and despair.

"Sigh, you're fortunate I never abandon my followers. This has escalated to extreme peril.

With the curse at its zenith and rooted in your core, internal purification is essential."

Vritra explained, as though preparing for a monumental offering.

"…"

Fiona nodded mutely, willing to comply if it meant salvation.

"The issue is, neither my tongue nor fingers suffice for this task. I must employ a unique instrument of mine, inserting it within you to flood you with sacred essence that will dispel the curse."

He stated earnestly.

"O-Okay master, let's proceed with that."

Fiona agreed, grasping desperately at her final lifeline.

"Simply shut your eyes and keep them closed regardless, lest the curse slips away.

You may vocalize now if needed, but avoid questioning or doubting me; this is our sole recourse, or even I would be powerless."

He warned, underscoring the dire circumstances.

"I understand, master, please proceed and infuse me with the h-holy fluid, purify me from within."

Fiona affirmed firmly, squeezing her eyes closed.

Vritra grinned down at the trusting, pure-hearted spouse, cherishing his role as the holy priest.

Swiftly shedding his garments, his rigid shaft burst free, the prolonged restraint feeling agonizing.

He settled between Fiona's thighs, clutching them firmly, kneading and compressing the yielding flesh.

"I'm inserting my enchanted instrument now; recall, do not peek. It's for your benefit—trust in me."

He reiterated, aligning his shaft's head against her soaked entrance.

"Hnnn~ Yes master, I trust you, fill me completely."

Fiona replied with childlike sincerity.

Her frame trembled as pressure met her opening, though this time she braced herself.

Vritra eased forward gradually, her folds parting to accommodate his shaft, delving into the snug passage.

Soft whimpers escaped her lips as the warm, thick, firm enchanted tool invaded her.

'I-It's enormous, what kind of enchanted tool could this be? Why does it burn so intensely?'

Fiona's body twisted on the sheets while the member advanced, displacing her inner layers.

Her passage expanded to fit his shape, gripping and enveloping it snugly.

Vritra relished the warmth and moisture of her walls encircling his shaft, the textures luxuriously tender.

Upon reaching midway, he drove in powerfully, the tip slamming against her deepest barrier.

"Ahhhh~ Hnnggggg~"

Fiona cried out loudly, relieved she no longer needed to silence herself, only maintaining closed eyes.

"I detect the dark essence nearby; the instrument nears your core—hold on, soon it will unleash the sacred fluid within."

Vritra noted, lingering briefly to bask in her constricting warmth around him.

Withdrawing then surging back, he repeated the rhythm relentlessly.

The head scraped and probed profoundly, wet smacks blending with impacts of skin on skin echoing through the space.

Fiona reeled in surprise at the developments, but waves of intense bliss soon overwhelmed her mind.

His shaft's end battered her womb's gateway, nearly breaching it.

She realized the priest spoke truth; he was indeed proximate to her essence. In her anxiety, her channel clenched harder, vise-like around his length as if intent on crushing it.

Vritra sensed his member nearly wrenched by her depths, the irregular textures adhering fast, drawing him deeper.

Bending close, he claimed her plump crimson lips, their tongues weaving in passionate interplay.

His hips accelerated unceasingly, churning her interior into chaos.

He fondled her bosom, reshaping it, digits burying into the pliant mass as his shaft breached her womb's threshold.

Fiona moaned persistently yet kept her eyes sealed, her devotion to her master at an all-time high.

After enduring minutes, Fiona noticed the enchanted tool pulsing inside, suspecting the moment had arrived.

"Prepare yourself; I'm purging the curse now—absorb every bit of the sacred fluid."

Vritra instructed, his command igniting greater arousal, her passage contracting anew.

Her limbs encircled him, nodding through gasps: "Masterrrr, hngggg~ I'm r-ready, HUFF g-give it all to me, your sacred fluid!! Aaaaaah~"

Thrusts quickened as Fiona neared her peak, restraining to synchronize with his release for ultimate fulfillment.

Vritra retracted to just the tip, then delivered the mightiest plunge, stealing Fiona's breath entirely.

The head pierced her womb, and at last…

SPLURT SPLURT

Surges of dense, scorching sacred fluid inundated her womb, overflowing her depths and subtly distending her abdomen.

Fiona tensed her form, her walls clamping his shaft to retain every droplet of the precious essence.

Through her lower gateway, she imbibed it all, allowing her belly to swell with it.

From the enchanted tool's end, endless streams of sacred fluid gushed, beginning the purification of her being.

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