Witch Monastery

Chapter 355: Entwined in the Hot Spring

Anno rarely had such an appetite; even after downing two oysters, she still wasn’t satisfied. But she was too shy to ask for more, so she could only watch longingly, swallowing hard.

In the end, Charles noticed her craving and quickly gave her his two portions as well. Only then was the girl content, mumbling apologies while polishing them all off.

After dinner, the nuns cleared the tableware, and the evening’s activities began—gathering together to write letters, do handicrafts, or practice chanting hymns.

Since Charles was hopelessly tone-deaf, he had no intention of joining in. Once Anno finished her dinner, he took her hand and stood to leave. "You all carry on. We’ll head back and rest."

Anno initially thought nothing of the arrangement, but then she noticed several girls blushing and casting shy glances her way, and it suddenly hit her—her face flushed scarlet in an instant.

Wait, no one’s mentioned arranging a room for me?

Does everyone just assume I’m sleeping with Charles tonight?

The thought made her face burn red, but she felt that trying to explain would only make things worse, and her heart sank in frustration.

Her conservative upbringing made it hard to face such knowing gazes openly. After Charles pulled her out of the dining hall, she immediately vented her embarrassment on him. "Ugh, this is all your fault!"

She moved to pinch him again, but Charles dodged and protested innocently, "What did I do now?"

"You forgot to ask them to let me share a room with Hattie," Anno whispered. "Your battle nuns were all sneaking looks at me just now. They probably all think I’m sleeping with you tonight."

Charles just laughed. "So what? They already know about us. It’s only natural for things to develop this way."

Anno’s face was still burning. Charles hugged her and said gently, "Don’t worry about such trivial things. Come on, let me take you to soak in our monastery’s hot spring and relieve some fatigue."

Anno froze. "Just the two of us?"

Charles nodded. "Just the two of us. Come on, let’s go."

Anno felt both anticipation and embarrassment, protesting verbally while her body honestly complied, letting him half-drag her to his tier bath chamber.

They undressed, and soon stood bare before each other. Anno’s delicate body remained perfect—her jade-like complexion flawless, her high breasts showing no sign of sagging, her smooth curves free of any excess fat, her perky bottom firm and tight. Everything about her radiated the youthful vitality of a maiden in full bloom.

When they stood facing each other, she immediately covered her key areas with both hands, though her face showed no trace of shyness—clearly it was all for show. She’d grown up being attended by servants while bathing, and having been intimate with Charles so many times before, she naturally felt no real embarrassment.

Meanwhile, her eyes fixed on Charles’s thick cock, gleaming with intense curiosity. She wanted to reach out and touch it, but having heard that such things were extremely fragile and that mishandling could cause discomfort, she hesitated.

Charles had no idea what was on this girl’s mind. He took her hand and led her into the bath chamber, first stepping on a mechanism that made showerheads on the wall spray countless streams of hot water over them both.

The warmth relaxed their muscles, and Anno soon lost her shyness, reaching out to caress his body, her eyes full of affection.

Charles reached around behind her, his hands climbing over her body as he laughed. "Come on, let me scrub your back first."

With that, his hands slipped under her arms and grasped her full bosom, his fingers sinking into the supremely elastic soft breast flesh, freely groping and kneading.

Anno shot him a sidelong glance and scolded playfully, "Is that my back?"

Charles just grinned without answering, his hands beginning to gently knead. The showerhead continued sprinkling water, making Anno’s body hot and slippery. Feeling his large hands touching her, his fingers constantly teasing her nipples, Anno let out a soft hum but didn’t stop him, letting him have his way.

She then looked down at that ferociously shaped massive entity, unable to suppress her curiosity. She extended a fingertip and lightly tapped the top of that thick cock.

Then she watched as the thing seemed to grow angry, its huge head slowly rising until it stood completely erect, pointing at her face.

Anno found it both interesting and amusing, reaching out again to lightly tap it once more.

Then she heard Charles laugh. "Why don’t you just grab it? What do you think?"

Anno thought that made sense, so she reached out again, her five slender jade fingers wrapping around it, then very naturally began moving up and down.

"Mmm..." A satisfied sigh escaped from Charles’s nose, and his hands began roaming over Anno’s body—from her high chest downward, squeezing her perky bottom, then down to her thighs and calves, even her delicate feet.

The two helped wash each other under the showerhead. After a long while, Anno tied up her hair with a ribbon and walked with Charles into the hot spring beside them.

The bath chamber had many new functions—a normal hot spring at only forty degrees, a sulfur spring at nearly fifty degrees, and even a sauna not far away.

However, Charles didn’t like high temperatures and couldn’t stand the sulfur spring’s heat, so he pulled Anno into the normal spring instead. They immersed their naked bodies completely in the water, leaving only their heads above the surface, letting their entire bodies thoroughly relax and stretch, their breathing full of satisfaction.

"Your monastery may be small, but you’ve got plenty of creature comforts," the girl said after a moment, turning to look at him with a warm smile.

Charles chuckled, pressing close to her, his hands hugging her body underwater, leaning close to her water-beaded ear to whisper, "Of course. With all this, I can feel good about asking you to stay at the monastery a few more days."

As he said this, one hand held her body while the other slowly explored toward her mysterious triangular region, his middle finger finding the entrance to that secret garden and slowly pressing inside.

Anno’s face rapidly flushed red, whether from the heat or embarrassment. "No, we agreed—last time was the last time."

Charles continued whispering in her ear, "But won’t you feel uncomfortable?"

Anno’s gaze grew hazy. She turned her head away, stubbornly saying, "I’m not as lustful as you. Before, it was all to help you..."

"Huh?" Charles feigned surprise. "But you ate four big oysters tonight."

Anno froze. "Huh? What does that have to do with anything?"

"Of course it matters!" Charles said earnestly. "There’s a folk remedy—eating oysters helps couples with... that. Wow, you ate four in one go. Tonight..."

Anno’s face grew even redder with embarrassment. "Huh? Is that really a thing?"

She couldn’t tell if her body really did have some wicked fire burning, or whether it was his fingertips’ fault, or the effect of those oysters. "So what do we do?"

Charles kissed her cheek. "Look, today’s my ennoblement day too. A person might only have this once in their lifetime."

"How about we make an exception just this once?"

Anno’s eyes grew increasingly hazy. She could feel something flowing from her body, mixing into the hot spring along Charles’s fingertip.

After all, during this entire conversation, his fingertips hadn’t stopped for a moment, diligently working in her secret garden—teasing, gently pinching, grinding, making her body feel wonderful.

"Alright, it’s settled then," she finally surrendered. "This time is the last time. No more exceptions, okay?"

Charles then lowered his head and kissed her lips. Anno closed her eyes, parting her teeth slightly as her pink tongue actively emerged, tangling with his lips and teeth. Charles’s other hand climbed to her chest, his fingers gently pinching her nipples.

Tingling sensations assaulted Anno’s nerves, and her gasps gradually grew heavier. Under simultaneous stimulation from three directions, she soon reached tonight’s first peak of pleasure.

"Mmm..."

Their lips parted, drawing out a lewd thread in midair. Anno’s eyes seemed covered with a layer of mist, her crimson lips parting slightly as she gasped softly, her high chest rising and falling.

The temperature in the bath chamber was too high, and with so much steam, she was already having some difficulty breathing—but this was also stoking her body’s desire, making her long even more for her lover’s invasion.

Charles then pressed forward, pinning Anno’s body from the front, gazing down at her face, about to proceed to the main event.

But Anno suddenly reached out and stopped him. "Wait."

Charles looked puzzled, then saw the girl point to a small leather bench beside them. "Not in the water. Let’s go over there."

That bench was what the nuns normally used to scrub each other’s backs. Though rarely used, the bath chamber did come with that function.

Charles understood and didn’t refuse, helping Anno up from the bath and over to the bench.

Anno lazily sprawled across the bench, her springy bottom naturally rising up.

She said nothing, but her body clearly told Charles she was ready.

However, Charles didn’t immediately thrust in. Looking at her current posture, his playful side suddenly emerged. He crouched down, reached out with both hands, and spread the delicate flesh between her bottom and thighs, exposing the pink, moist vertical lips of that garden area.

Then he extended his tongue and lightly licked.

"Mmm—"

Anno couldn’t help letting out a moan. Just now, an intense tingling sensation had assaulted her nerves, making every hair on her body stand on end.

She couldn’t help opening her eyes and twisting her head to look back, confused. "What are you doing? Oh..."

Charles skillfully began to suck, and Anno couldn’t help moaning continuously. She strained to twist her head back, and when she saw clearly what he was doing, she felt a powerful visual impact. "You... ah..."

But unfortunately, waves of pleasure kept coming, and Anno’s words simply couldn’t form complete sentences.

Her muscles began to tense and tremble as her body prepared its response. So she simply stopped caring about anything else, closed her eyes, and relaxed to enjoy it.

Under Charles’s tongue’s dedicated service, she reached tonight’s second peak of pleasure.

"You..." Gasping heavily, the slowly recovering Anno’s voice was coquettish. "What are you even doing? Don’t you find it... mmm..."

As she said this, Charles flicked out a fingertip and ground it against that engorged, sensitive bean once more.

"We’re soaking in a hot spring, aren’t we?" Charles chuckled softly, standing up and hugging her upper body. "Darling, how about you help me too..."

Anno lowered her eyes toward the massive thick cock standing fiercely below him, her expression hesitant.

She wasn’t sure if her mouth could accommodate something so large, and instinctively felt a bit repulsed.

But thinking about what he’d just said—indeed, they’d just bathed, so it probably wouldn’t be...

Thinking this way, in a daze, her body moved automatically. One hand grasped his thick cock, her body moved down from the bench, slowly squatting down, her cherry-small mouth opening as wide as possible to take the massive entity’s head inside.

"Woo..."

A muffled sound came from her throat, very unaccustomed to the sensation. Charles looked down at her conflicted expression, feeling pleasure from soul to body, and couldn’t help hugging her head and thrusting forward. "Ah..."

Anno suddenly frowned, then pushed his body away and sharply turned her head. "Ugh—"

Charles took half a step back. Seeing her agonized expression, he quickly crouched down. "What’s wrong?"

Anno shook her head. "It’s nothing. It hit the back of my throat. I suddenly felt really nauseous."

Saying this and seeing Charles’s expression, she immediately felt angry, pinching his arm hard. "What kind of stupid idea is that! You don’t go where you’re supposed to go, and just think about entering places you shouldn’t!"

Charles scratched his head awkwardly, realizing that going straight to her mouth was indeed too fast for Anno.

He coughed lightly to mask his awkwardness. "Okay, let’s not do that. Back to normal."

With that, he helped her up. Anno didn’t refuse, lying back down on the bench, raising her bottom, waiting for entry.

Charles steadied that massive entity with his hand, aimed at the garden entrance, the head parting the vertical pink lips, then powered with his waist and thrust inward—

"Mmm..."

As that thick cock squeezed open the tightly closed tender flesh, scraping the folds of the inner walls and stimulating the nerves within, the feeling of pleasure immediately assaulted her mind, and Anno couldn’t help letting out a melodious moan.

Charles let out a long breath, feeling Anno’s body squeezing him. No matter how many times he experienced this sensation, it fascinated him.

He didn’t delay and began his assault. The massive entity’s back-and-forth thrusts brought the tender flesh continuously outward, the crisp collision sounds of waist and Anno’s rounded hips echoing continuously in the bath chamber.

At this moment, right next door, in another bath chamber—

After all, with the monastery now totaling over a hundred people, one bath chamber definitely wasn’t enough. Charles had built several tier-three bath chambers for the nuns to use.

And at this moment here, about a dozen battle nuns including Carol were soaking naked in the hot spring, their upright chests forming a sea of breasts.

Nymeria was also here, even soaking in the hottest sulfur spring with several other girls, her face full of intoxication and fascination.

But just then, footsteps sounded. Carol and the others turned their heads to see several nuns led by Winnie, equally naked, walking in, making the bath chamber suddenly feel crowded.

But differently, these girls were all blushing, carrying shyness and some indescribable excitement, as if they’d just encountered something unspeakable.

Immediately, Carol’s gossip heart blazed. "What’s up with you guys? Wait, didn’t you say you were going to wash in the Priest’s bath chamber?"

After all, with men and women being different, after building these bath chambers, Charles had stipulated that his bath chamber was for his use only, while the other chambers could be shared.

However, since the monastery’s bath chambers were still somewhat limited in number, the nuns didn’t particularly follow this rule. Many times, they’d head in groups of three to five straight for his bath chamber, and upon discovering his clothes at the doorway, would nonchalantly leave and go to other bath chambers to bathe.

Sometimes when Charles was changing clothes, seven or eight girls would suddenly burst in, see him completely naked, then turn and leave without even an apology, leaving him very awkward but helpless.

Conversely, sometimes when he was about to bathe, he’d open the door to find several girls changing clothes. Even after he’d seen them naked, they wouldn’t be embarrassed, even asking if he wanted to just wash together—clearly not treating him as a man at all.

This happened repeatedly. Sometimes he even suspected some nuns did it deliberately, because there were a few girls he ran into almost every other day, making it hard for him to believe it was pure coincidence.

More solid evidence was that sometimes some girls would deliberately hide their removed clothes, creating a "no one’s inside" illusion. After he’d also stripped and entered, he’d discover people were already bathing inside...

He felt that sooner or later something would happen this way, but he had no solution. Scolding definitely wouldn’t work—the nuns would definitely look wronged and say wasn’t it because there weren’t enough bath chambers, so they came when he wasn’t there to quickly finish...

But the problem was, he couldn’t very well build a hundred bath chambers to guarantee one per person. After all, even a tier-one bath chamber cost a hundred Purification Points. So he could only be as careful and cautious as possible, trying not to cause incidents...

Back to the point—earlier, these nuns had clearly planned to wash in Charles’s bath chamber but discovered something was wrong and hurried back.

Only their utterly embarrassed expressions were truly a first for Carol and the others. "What happened?"

Among the nuns who came in, Winnie turned her head, exchanged glances with the other girls, then one girl took a deep breath and said, "The Priest and Lady Anno are in that bath chamber."

"As soon as we went in, we heard from inside that kind of... uh... mmm... ah... ah— sounds like that."

She mimicked the pleasant cries she’d heard, and beside her, another nun extended her wet hands, rapidly clapping her palms together, producing a series of crisp sounds, as if accompanying that girl: "And sounds like this. Anyway, you all know what that means, right?"

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