Location: Outskirts of Kyoto, Hidden Mountain ShrineTime: Midnight, under the Scarlet Moon
The shrine lay buried beneath layers of illusionary fog, guarded by purity seals and wards meant to keep out corruption. But corruption didn't knock—it commanded.
Lucien stood before the entrance, flanked by his Five. Each knelt in shimmering magical lingerie tailored to their status:
Kaela wore a sheer, leash-connected halter that glowed with infernal runes.
Kasumi, draped in violet silk, her breasts supported by chains forged from her own failed spells.
Reina's piercings pulsed visibly under a torn battle-maid corset, nipples still ringed with submission steel.
Yuki, silent but dripping, her tongue ring vibrating subtly at Lucien's whim.
Sora, the once-brat, now collared and clad in thigh-highs and nothing else, squirmed at every denied twitch of pleasure.
They bowed as one.
Lucien raised a hand, and the air shimmered. The shrine's holy barrier cracked.
[Dominion Protocol: Lust Over Purity – Engaged]
They entered.
The Sisters of the Chaste Flame
Inside waited five women—each draped in white robes, ethereal beauty glowing in candlelight.
Amara – the oldest, a raven-haired nun-like beauty with solemn eyes.
Lilia – the strict enforcer, sword at her waist, breasts bound beneath chastity silks.
Faye – the softest, pale-haired and frail, trembling behind a purity tome.
Mira – twin-tailed and arrogant, a sneer curling her lips.
Sera – the youngest, red-haired, naive, and easily shaken.
They formed a circle of holy energy, chanting.
Lucien didn't wait.
With a snap of his fingers, Kasumi unleashed a binding storm, arcane silk wrapping around the sisters' ankles and wrists. The priestesses screamed, light clashing against lust—but losing.
[Obedience Aura: Stage 1 – Induce Doubt]
Amara's breath hitched as her chant faltered.
"W-what… what is this feeling…"
Lucien appeared behind her, whispering at her nape, not touching—yet dominating with presence alone.
"You've lived your whole life untouched. I'll rewrite your gospel with moans."
She trembled. Her robe dampened at the thighs.
🕯 Obedience Ritual Begins
Lucien motioned to Kaela, who stepped forward with a small silver brand—a glowing crest shaped like an intricate heart-wrapped flame. She knelt before the most broken—Faye, her eyes already fluttering, mind cracking from the wave of denied arousal.
Lucien placed a single finger under her chin.
"Say my name."
"N…Nnnh… L-Lu—Lucien…"
[Slave Crest – Engraving Complete: Faye, Priestess of the Fifth Flame]
The brand kissed her lower abdomen. She arched back, moaning as the magical symbol burned into her womb.
The Power Shifts
Sora and Yuki began circling Mira and Sera, teasing, whispering, licking their ears, threading their fingers through purity robes now soaked through. Reina strode behind Lilia, yanking her arms behind her back and forcing her to her knees.
Lucien turned to Amara last.
The proud matriarch priestess had tears streaming down her cheeks.
"This shrine has kept corruption at bay for five hundred years," she whispered.
He leaned close.
"And tonight, it births my pleasure chapel."
He touched her forehead—and her lips parted in a gasp.
[Womb Resonance Linked: Orgasm Locked][Control Seal – Imprint Delayed Until Chapter 19]
Lucien smiled.
"One more night, and you'll beg to wear my mark."