As a member of the devil clan that embodied fire, Naruto was no stranger to heat.
Still, he could feel the eyes BURNING into his back as he walked around his own home.
Xenovia had chosen to stay in the forest for a bit. Naruto let her and trusted her not to run away. While Griselda was here, Xenovia wouldn't do that, no matter how confused she was about her adoptive sister's new racial status.
Plus, Naruto himself was here. It was becoming increasingly clear that Xenovia had no interest in going anywhere that he wasn't.
Anyway, Naruto was alone as he returned from his training session, except for the very sharp feeling of being watched. It was Griselda. She was following him… At a distance. Whenever he spun around, he could see her there, looking at him with so much intensity that he didn't know what to make of what was happening.
This weird dance had been ongoing for more than fifteen minutes. It was uncertain how long it would've continued for, if not for a sudden interruption.
"Griselda! Would you mind coming in and having a little chat?" Kuroka asked.
The voluptuous catgirl was leaning out of the doorway to one of the mansion's parlors. She had been sharing tea with her mother, because Fujimai was there too.
Kuroka looked at Naruto and winked.
Griselda, dutifully, joined Kuroka inside the room, giving up on her weird staring hobby that seemed to be developing. Naruto could have sighed with relief. He was extremely grateful to his gracious and savvy bishop right then.
If he could have seen a few hours into the future, he would've known better than to shift any gratitude in Kuroka's direction.
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Naruto was having a really nice dinner until a fork carrying a bite of Fujimai's trademark lasagna squelched into his cheek.
Naruto looked down at the cheesy mess. Next, he looked at the woman with an utterly serious expression who was holding the fork there.
"Eat," Griselda said.
"I was eating my own," Naruto pointed out, gesturing at his own plate and the fork included there.
"I want to feed you," Griselda said. "Eat."
Naruto looked past the ex-nun for backup. He looked at Kuroka first, who was sitting the closest. He found just a look of amusement on her face. That was the first sign that the intervention earlier might not have been what it seemed.
Not wanting to cause a scene (and wanting to be a good master) Naruto accepted the bite Griselda was holding out.
The fork turned into a silver blur. An instant after he accepted the bite, Griselda was holding another one out.
"Eat," Griselda said.
On Naruto's other side, Xenovia stabbed her fork downward into her lasagna. "This is improper! You aren't even married!"
"Devils can do all sorts of things without being married."
Griselda sounded so confident that Naruto immediately looked at Kuroka again. This time, Kuroka was noticeably looking away from him. Just what had that talk earlier included?
Xenovia was still scowling. "If I can't— No one should be feeding him! He can feed himself!"
"I can," Naruto said. "I really, really can."
It was like Griselda hadn't heard him. She looked at Xenovia…
And smirked.
"Eat," Griselda said.
Naruto bit the lasagna off the fork. Just for tonight.
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Naruto sighed, enjoying the shower water streaming over his body. It was turned up high enough to cause scalding burns to a human. Against his skin, it was like scratching a really stubborn itch.
The curtain was drawn and the window was open, letting in a nice breeze. Naruto generally took long showers. He'd just gotten in, meaning he had around fifteen minutes of scrubbing and basking left, when he heard the door open.
"Occupied!" Naruto yelled.
The door kept opening.
Confused, he turned the water down (both the temperature and the pressure) and poked his head around the side of the curtain.
Griselda stepped into the bathroom, a towel around her body and a serious look on her face, accompanied by a minor blush.
"You cannot reach your back," Griselda said. "I will wash it for you."
"You don't have to," Naruto said. "Seriously. I'm a resourceful guy. Plus, I'm flexible. I can totally reach—"
"I will wash your back."
Griselda dropped her towel. She wasn't naked underneath, rather she was wearing a bikini that must have been loaned to her, because Naruto couldn't imagine nuns of the church getting many beach days.
His eyes drank up her body. Griselda had blond hair and blue eyes, a very distinctly European face. Her breasts were thick and perky, bigger than the ones that Kuroka had (but smaller than the youkai who had been serving Kurama in Japan). On that topic, her bikini top was slightly too small, leaving plenty of flesh spilling out of both the top AND the bottom. The cameltoe of her bikini bottom was lost between two thick thighs.
Griselda marched right up to the curtain and stepped in behind Naruto. That meant his dick wasn't hanging out in view. His butt was there for her to see, though.
As if sensing this line of thought, Griselda said: "I already saw you half naked. This is just one half more."
The logic was… A little bit questionable. But Naruto acquiesced and let her scrub his back with a cloth, rubbing soapy bubbles onto his muscles before scraping them off. Since the water was slower and cooler than it had been before, Griselda wasn't burned by it. Naruto could hear heavy breathing from behind him as he worked.
Her strokes went lower… Lower… They got close to his butt where it sat beneath his back.
Until, abruptly, Griselda jumped out of the shower.
"Your back is clean!" she announced.
Soon after, he heard the door slam closed as she fled.
After standing still for a few moments, Naruto grabbed the handle of the shower and twisted it, causing the shower head to spit out warmer water again. He relaxed, allowing his thoughts to take a break from pondering what to do with his bashful, yet strangely assertive, new servant.
As it turned out, things came to a natural climax without him having to do anything at all.
It was that night, in his darkened room, that it happened; everything began with the door swinging open. Naruto rolled over in his bed, sitting on the edge of it to watch who was coming in. He thought he knew, and he was right.
Griselda closed the door behind her, sending a jiggle through the assets that had been bulging out of her bikini earlier that day. They were even LESS covered now. Naruto had expected something preposterous, and this still exceeded his expectations.
Her outfit clearly took inspiration from nun garb, it just did without almost all of the fabric below the neck. Griselda wore a black and white nun headpiece that kept her golden hair tucked away. Below the neck, there was just a chain of thin black straps that stretched all over her body in a patchwork. Straps covered her nipples and one was wedged in the crack between the lips of her pussy. Naruto couldn't see the back but there was no way it could've been more modest than a thong. He could see her beautiful, smooth, flat stomach as she walked into the room.
Griselda dropped to her knees right between his legs and clasped her hands.
She stayed that way, her eyes closed, her face a picture of pristine angelic beauty.
"Griselda?" Naruto asked.
"I can't pray anymore," she said. "Not the way that I always have. It pierces my head with a headache. The very thought burns. But… That doesn't mean I cannot pray at all. I just need a new altar to receive my deepest self. A new object for my devotions."
"Me?" Naruto asked.
Griselda leaned forward. "This."
She raised her arms, planting her elbows on the rim of the bed and pressing her hands into Naruto's stomach. She stretched her neck forward and buried her face against the bulge in his underwear. He couldn't be sure but Naruto thought he felt her inhale through her nose.
Griselda stayed that way for a long time, letting him feel the warmth of her face through the thin layer of underwear.
Eventually, she pulled her face back and unclasped her hands, using them to grab onto Naruto's sole garment.
"I will show you how dutiful I am in my worship," Griselda said with a straight face.
Naruto let her drag his underwear down, his dick bursting out, and gave her the chance to prove the truth in her words.
Griselda went straight in. Her moist tongue slid from between her lips and was planted right on Naruto's throbbing veins. She began with a short lick before following it up with many more. Slowly, with each movement being small and careful, Griselda began to lather Naruto's dick from every imaginable angle until there wasn't an untouched part left.
She went slowly. It didn't take Naruto long to notice that there was a clear clumsiness to her movements. Naturally, he connected the dots.
"You're a virgin," Naruto said.
Of course she was. She had been a devout exorcist her whole life. Earlier today, the act of touching his muscles had caused her visible embarrassment and elicited the protestations of the girl she was raised with.
This was wildly outside the territory that Griselda was familiar with.
"I am, master. However, I have a long time to learn," Griselda said, "and I have always been quite tough."
By now, she had managed to reach over part of his dick with her tongue. It was wet and glistening all over. In other words, it was fully prepared. Griselda reared her head up, opened her mouth, sucked a deep preparatory breath in through her nose, and attacked his whole cock ravenously.
"HULCK!"
One deafening gag was the first sound. Griselda didn't use any kind of technique since she didn't possess any. She just knew—perhaps because she had been told—that men liked it when you put their entire dick down your throat. So for her master, that was what she did.
Her neck stretched and bulged out. The edges of her nun headpiece fluttered. When she pulled her head back up to the top of his dick, she had gotten messy. Not all her spit had managed to stay within her lips and someone had loaned her makeup, because eyeliner that Naruto hadn't noticed before (distracted by her outfit) was running.
Griselda showed the trained discipline that had seen her rise bright and early so many mornings, eating bland food and avoiding creature comforts. The discomfort of deepthroating a dick the size of Naruto's with zero experience was completely outmatched against her willpower.
There was something about watching that devout willpower being put toward such a dirty task that activated Naruto's neurons. "Yes, Griselda. Just like that," he said.
She threw her head up and down so fast and hard that her headdress started coming off. First it slid back, then it ended up at an angle, until finally it flew away onto the floor.
Griselda's beautiful golden hair spilled out and hung around her face, framing it. She didn't slow down. "HULCK! HULCK! HULCK!" Griselda's eyeliner had been reduced to streaks down her cheeks. She was completely engrossed all the way until Naruto came inside of her mouth.
The burst of sticky semen coated the backsides of her teeth and spewed down her throat. Griselda yanked her head up, Naruto's dick finally popping out of the wet embrace of her mouth.
She kneeled there in a daze. Her gorgeous face looked like it should belong to a queen, but the state it was in now would be more fitting for a backalley whore. When she breathed, she fed air into a large snot bubble hovering over her right nostril. Her eyelids looked heavy and were only partially being held up. Naruto took her in, including the nipples stabbing through her kinky nun lingerie, and shot to his feet.
"Let's see your bowing position," he said.
Seconds later, he had Griselda bent over on her knees and elbows. Her face was dipped toward the floor, her ass raised, with the strap that was "covering" her thick cheeks having been lost in the crack between them. Naruto burned through it without stinging Griselda's skin, pulling the strap with a finger that briefly turned into fire.
As the strap fell away, Naruto was free to lay his fingers on those sexy cheeks. Griselda clasped her hands and held them above her head as she felt him grab her cheeks. No man had touched her there since the days when she was getting disciplined for misbehaving as a girl. That had only happened very rarely and those touches were never like this.
Her master pried apart her cheeks, revealing the little star between them. Air kissed sensitive parts of Griselda's body that were usually better protected. Naruto's fingers were holding the flesh of her ass in a deep, tight grip. Slowly, he slid his cock forward, resting the tip with its spit coating against the tight hole he had exposed.
"Ready?" he asked.
Griselda had never done anything like this. She knew what was coming and yet had no idea what it would feel like. All the same, her voice had no doubt in it as she said, simply: "Yes, master."
Her body "worshipped" Naruto's penis from the first thrust into her asshole. Griselda was so tight. She constricted around him and squeezed with incredible power. Naruto moved his hips, thrusting and thrusting and thrusting.
Griselda was murmuring something under her breath. A prayer. To his penis. Naruto couldn't make out the words accurately. He did notice that her voice continued to climb higher in pitch.
Meanwhile, Naruto was grunting. The noises he was making were getting deeper and more animalistic. Griselda's ass felt so good that he forgot about going slow for her first time.
He literally couldn't help speeding up. It was as if he was on a slick slope and picking up speed due to lack of traction. The brakes on this ride were nonexistent. All there was time for was to enjoy the ride.
The impacts got louder. So did Griselda's voice. Naruto's clashes against her thick rear couldn't drown out her voice. Now, he could hear the words.
"Oh unholy implement, you give me purpose. You prove my devotion. Bless me, I beg of you. Give me your thick… Creamy… Bubbly blessing. Amen!"
Naruto let go of her ass. He grabbed Griselda's hair using two hands. Pulling, he dragged her head back. Her scalp must have stung. It was pain she could handle; her prayer didn't stop. She raised her voice and screamed it.
Soon lines were repeating. The chant got shorter. It devolved into a repeated plea.
"Bless me! Bless me! Bless me!"
Griselda's body reacted before Naruto's did. The lips of her pussy parted like a stormcloud. Also like a thunderstorm, the "rain" that came was a fierce and fast downpour. It came out in sheets. A puddle formed, then was beaten into by a spray so hard that droplets splattered on Griselda's thighs. Like a pool of water being scattered at the base of a fierce cascade.
Naruto could see her face. Her eyes were closed and her smile was one he'd never witnessed from her before. He would be seeing it a lot more in the future. It was a happy and simple thing. The smile of a woman whose needs were being met for the first time in her whole life.
"Masterrrr…" Griselda said.
She had cum. Naruto hadn't. Yet. He jerked his hips back and delivered another thrust. Like a bomb reaching its time, his dick exploded.
Griselda's tight hole was filled up. Where her cum had been a brief but powerful stream his orgasm was a tsunami. Slow, burbling, but all-enveloping. When his dick popped out cum streamed from her hole.
Naruto took a moment to admire his beautiful Rook in this position. He didn't wait for long. His dick was as hard as metal and as impatient as an Inuzuka.
He dropped on Griselda. His hands grasped her shoulders and flipped her over. Naruto was on top, looking down at her. There was a moment of calm. Then the storm arrived.
Naruto tore through the last straps of her lingerie. Who had prepared this for her? And when? Questions for another time. A time when he didn't have a beautiful and buxom blonde at his absolute mercy.
"You're mine," Naruto whispered, his lips brushing Griselda's ear.
It was something both of them had known. Ever since she accepted his evil piece, it was a simple fact.
It still felt truer now. His dick spearing into her pussy was the final straw; the signature across a dotted line.
"Ah!" Griselda had a lovely voice. She sounded feminine. Girlish. She no longer seemed like a woman made of ice, but a girl in the prime of youthful adulthood. Naruto made a mental promise to learn her actual age. Her birthday too, if possible. "AH! AH!"
He sucked on her breasts, on her neck, and kissed her lips too. Naruto put his mouth everywhere it could reach. His dick pounded hard on Griselda's insides. The object of her worship introduced itself to her womb. She was soon cumming. Eventually, Naruto joined her too.
He didn't pull out. The orgasms stacked. Naruto kept fucking her and sucking her body for as long as he was biologically able. It seemed a crime that THIS woman had almost spent her whole life in the church. These were tits made for sin and a pussy designed to be fucked raw and hard. If they weren't intended to be used for that, then the big guy who made Heaven wasn't as infallible as the church liked to say.
To say Naruto claimed her for hours would be an understatement, albeit technically true. He went all night. From the time the moon emerged to when the sun climbed into the sky. Griselda was offering no prayers now. She had lost her voice halfway through the night. She never lost her smile.
"Whew!" Naruto rolled off of his Rook, mopping his forehead with the back of one hand. "You're amazing, Griselda!"
She didn't answer. She was out cold with her eyes open. The last orgasm had been the final straw. Truthfully, she had been teetering on the brink for a while before that.
Naruto reached over to gently close her eyes. The sun was streaming in the window and striking where her face lay, though. Frowning, it didn't take long for Naruto to find the right solution to give her a peaceful rest.
He took the nun headpiece she had come to his room wearing and gently laid it across her face like a veil. Smiling, Naruto studied his handiwork and approved of it.
Then he lay down. He squeezed Griselda's hand with his own and waited for her to wake up.
She wouldn't wake up from her first time alone and aching on the floor. She would be aching, he couldn't do anything about that. And being on the floor wasn't so bad. But she wouldn't be alone.
He wasn't so heartless a master as that.
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