Free Web NovelChapter 432: The Purification Ritual (2)(R18)(Threesome)
The elixir began to form in ever-increasing quantities, making both sisters happy, since that was their goal...
Glrp... klrrk... slp-tch...
The sound, contrary to the purpose of this ritual, sounded wet and vulgar, but both of them, steadfast in their path, did not waver. freewēbnoveℓ.com
No matter how corrupt, and wrong this might seem, both knew it was for their goddess Aeloria.
Gluuck... schlrrrk!... grlk!
There was nothing purer than this.
The sounds of sucking, swallowing, and licking continued; both also began to use their hands.
After all, their sister Phina’s large staff had plenty of ground to cover, and the more stimulation, the better.
And it worked.
Both were very satisfied that more and more elixir was coming out, but they didn’t neglect their work, since they both knew there could be more—much more—and they put their all into reaching that point.
At one point, they were so generous that they began to share the tip of the purifying staff, both sucking and licking so close to each other that the slightest mistake would result in contact, but neither of them cared; they always prioritized the ritual above all else.
The sacred purifying staff gleamed from the excellent work of both sisters, and Seraphina, upon seeing it, was satisfied.
She sensed that it was now time for the second part of the ritual.
"Well, Sister Astrid, Sister Lily, you have shown me devotion and have proven that you are ready for the great purification."
Seraphina said this and began the second part of the ritual. She took firmer control of Leyla’s head and guided it, positioning the sacred staff directly in front of her.
"Oh, Sister Phina, I’m so happy... am I worthy of something like this?"
"Don’t worry, Sister Lily, you’re more than worthy. Aeloria decreed it so. You know what you have to do, don’t you?"
"Of course, Sister Phina... Chps!... ahhh!"
With her soft lips, Leyla kissed the tip of the sacred staff and then opened her mouth as wide as possible, as if awaiting the great moment of purification. freeweɓnøvel.com
And Seraphina didn’t keep her waiting; with the way clear, she began to thrust her hips forward while, with the hand holding Leyla’s head, she pulled her toward her, sliding the prominent purifying staff into Leyla’s mouth.
The purpose of this part of the ritual was, obviously, a deeper purification.
Schlup... slrrrk... mwah... slrrp!
As soon as Leyla felt the large rod inside her, she didn’t hesitate and began to use her tongue in the confined space; she was decisive and wrapped her hands around Seraphina’s hips, helping the rod go deeper herself.
"Ugh! That’s it, just like that... I see Sister Leyla needs no consideration or preparation..."
Seraphina didn’t hesitate either, and likewise began to move her hips.
Grhhhkk... schlrrp... klrk... gllck!
Once again, vulgar sounds began to echo, but that didn’t stop anyone; Seraphina’s cane, slowly but surely with each thrust, was going deeper and deeper into Leyla’s throat, as she strained to take it all in.
"Sister Astrid, come here."
"Y-yes, Sister Phina."
While enjoying Leyla’s deep throat, Seraphina called out to Astrid, who was watching spellbound from the side, her hand discreetly sliding downward.
The call took her by surprise, but she obeyed immediately and stood up.
"All right, I’ll prepare you for the most advanced part of the ritual."
Once Astrid was by her side, Seraphina wrapped her free hand around Astrid’s waist.
Her hand, without a doubt, slid down; it passed over her plump, juicy buttocks, brushed against the daring plug in her back door, but continued on until it reached Astrid’s very wet and hot center.
"Oh! Sister Phina, for you to be touching such a vulgar place is, mmmgh!~"
This made her moan and spread her legs reflexively to give Seraphina better access.
"Nothing about you is vulgar; everything is pure before Aeloria, and ughh... that is where you will receive Aeloria’s greatest grace."
"Hnmng! I understand, do what you have to do, Sister Phina, even if you make a mess of me for the sake of the purification ritual,nmmh~I’ll endure it"
The ritual continued with Seraphina invading Astrid’s heat with her fingers.
Astrid was taller than her; her breasts were almost right in front of her, and without any hesitation, she leaned in slightly and began to suck on them.
"AAAhhh!~, that’s it!❤️"
Now it seemed to be Astrid’s legs that were wavering under the movement of Seraphina’s fingers and mouth; having such high heels didn’t help either, causing her to wrap her arms around Seraphina’s neck
Sensations saturated the room, and those present sank deeper into the ritual.
Seraphina, swept up in the euphoria and consumed by the moment, grew more forceful: she held Leyla’s head firmly and drove her hips with increasing abandon, using her as she pleased.
Guhh... schlrrrk!... glrp!... hrghh...
Her kind, ever-gentle sister Leyla was quickly reduced to a mess; the desire within this "pure" ritual surged to the surface—rawer, sharper, and impossible to ignore.
Leyla’s eyes watered, her face flushing deeper as her breath began to falter.
But Seraphina paid it no mind, continuing to use her without a trace of mercy.
"Ahhh~ more... that’s it—don’t stop! ❤️ Sister Phina!~💕"
Astrid was faring no differently. Seraphina’s intensity had only grown, reducing her to a mess—her fingers invading her relentlessly while her mouth persistently teased her inverted nipples.
And yet, Astrid was completely swept up in the euphoria of the moment; she wanted more. At last, what she had longed for so deeply was unfolding before her—the climax was drawing near, closer with every passing second.
And it was in that moment that...
"Puha!~, well, it’s about to happen; the moment... rejoice, for the great purification is about to arrive."
Seraphina began to sense that her moment was finally approaching. She pulled away from Astrid’s chest, certain that the turning point was at hand.
She glanced down and caught the strained expression on Leyla’s face—tears welled in her eyes, her features tightly drawn, her gaze silently pleading for mercy.
As if she were trying to say that this purification ritual was too much for her...
But Seraphina, standing on the verge of its peak, refused to accept that. She wanted to prove the opposite—that Leyla could endure, that she was more than capable.
"This is your test, Sister Lily..."
Finally, a sudden sense of inevitability came over her
Spurt!! Splurt! Gush!...Gulp !
She began to release deep inside and held Leyla’s head firmly as heavy swallowing sounds echoed.
Meanwhile, Astrid was feeling it as well. Seraphina’s fingers had already pushed her to the point where she could barely stand; she was right at the edge, finally tipping past her limit.
"Oh God! ❤️ I’m coming! AAAhhh!!~❤️❤️❤️"
Astrid’s body jolted as she thrashed and shook violently; her legs trembled, and her insides gave way as she was overtaken by that overwhelming climax.
"Ughhh! Gulp... Nngh!"
Leyla, meanwhile, felt increasingly overwhelmed by the sheer amount of elixir being poured deep into her throat.
It felt like a blessing—she had never tasted anything so intoxicating—but Seraphina showed no sign of stopping.
Panic began to set in as she tried to pull away; however, Seraphina held her head firmly in place.
The two looked at each other: Leyla, who was running out of breath and feeling she could no longer hold back the elixir, looked at Seraphina pleading for mercy, but Seraphina did not back down; she was testing her resolve and faith.
Meanwhile, at the same time, she continued to shake Astrid violently, prolonging her ecstatic agony.
Seconds passed as the tension reached its peak, and just as Leyla’s struggles began to fade and the light in her eyes started to dim—
"Haaaa... cough!, cough!..."
Seraphina finally released her, allowing Leyla to breathe.
But she could not allow the elixir bestowed by the goddess to go to waste. In one swift motion, the instant she pulled away, she seized one of Astrid’s legs and pulled aside the thin veil draped over her hips; then, with a single thrust, she drove her great sacred staff into Astrid’s trembling depths, which, upon feeling her intrusion, tightened around it with enveloping softness.
"AAh!, yes, that’s it ~ ❤️❤️~ a, sister, give me more💕"
That stimulated Astrid to the point that she seemed to go wild; she writhed even more violently, not knowing how else to express what she was feeling at that moment.
Seraphina began pumping her thick, hot elixir deep inside her, never stopping the movement of her hips, with such intensity that it didn’t seem to matter whether Astrid could take it or not.
"More!!, give me more of this sacred elixir~❤️️💕"
Pshhh... Shlk... schlk... splish...
But Astrid was euphoric and, in fact, was begging for even more intensity. In this moment of raw, unscrupulous pleasure, Seraphina, who was also losing herself in ecstasy, felt it: soon the sensation of overflowing began to set in, and once again she thought that something like that shouldn’t happen.
Click.
She acted fast: she lifted Astrid’s leg a little higher and, with her free hand, searched among Astrid’s plump buttocks.
When she finally found what she was looking for, she grabbed it without hesitation and pulled it out, immediately replacing it with something else.
"AAAHHH~❤️💕... something so impure is— mmnghh!!, yes!!, oh, my goddess, more, god yes!💕"
Seraphina invaded her back door and she kept releasing the elixir.
Astrid was feeling it with her whole being: that this was only the beginning of everything, and that what was to come from now on would tear a huge chunk of her sanity away, but even so, she did nothing to stop it.
She wanted it; she wanted to finally free herself from the bonds and enter a higher, more sublime state.
And Seraphina gave it to her; she kept entering and exiting her, never stopping to deposit her elixir.
"Wow!!... What is this I’m feeling? Is it Aeloria? A direct message rewarding your faithful believers? To my generous goddess, your word is my law and your wishes are my rule. I will impart your will. Sister Lily, go to the bed and prepare yourself; the goddess has spoken."
Seraphina, also began to feel strange. It seemed her devotion had truly reached Aeloria and given her the ability to simply not stop; it was the goddess’s revelation, and she had to follow it.
"All for the goddess..."
At Seraphina’s words—who seemed to have entered a trance while reciting her goddess’s words—Leyla stood up.
She, as if knowing Seraphina’s intentions, threw herself onto the large bed and spread her legs wide, waiting for her moment.
Splash! Squelch! Shhhh...
And, like the devoted follower she was, she prepared herself: one hand went to her breasts and began to knead them.
While her other hand moved to her lower lips, she began to rub herself, awaiting her great and profound purification.
Seraphina saw this and was very pleased, turning her attention to Astrid, who remained in a state of intense euphoria.
"Sister... harder, tear me apart, MMM!💕, fill me with all the grace of Aeloria... make me a being who lives only for her~❤️, I don’t care if I stop being human ❤️❤️"
Astrid was spinning without a care in the world; she was giving and letting go of everything within her. She felt herself floating, reaching the point where her thoughts began to melt away.
Finally, she was receiving what she had longed for so deeply.
