Chapter 27: Come to Me, Mommy
The high isolation cell sat at the very top of the academy’s finest and northernmost tower, surrounded by blue crystal eagles with wings that could cause a tornado.
Inside the closed windows was a circular room made of dark magic that nullified any light.
Metal clicking sounds vibrated through the air as massive jagged iron chains hanging from the ceiling bounced on the walls while the cell’s door opened.
Eve, the junior Battle Mage, and two other paladins with huge breasts, gold eyes, and silver-grey hair walked by Levi’s side as they entered.
Levi licked his lips, shifting his gaze from the wobbling asses of the paladins to the faint light from the silver runes carved into the floor, then back at the paladins’ bouncing breasts. ’I would love to see these paladins when I’m done with the Inquisitor.’
Sharp clicks rattled from him when the guards fastened an iron cuff and left him beside a stone bench bolted in the center of the room. "At least I have something to use as a bed when it’s time."
He inhaled the warm but suffocating air, then coughed before lowering himself to take a seat. ’This is no cell for someone like me.’
He settled back on the bench and moved his cuffed hands behind his neck. A low hiss and a yawn escaped him as he glanced at the silver runes and the closed iron door. "This is just a relaxation room for me, since my Mid-Tier Novice power is still dwelling in me."
The blue panel appeared before his eyes as boot clicking sounds drifted from a distance.
[Aether Level: 970/1000.]
[Breakthrough Imminent.]
[Target Approaching.]
[Prepare the Sovereign Trap.]
’No, let’s wait for her to come and show us what she’s got.’ Levi crossed his legs and focused on the shadow stretching toward the closed door. ’Come to me, mommy.’
A golden haze of wind swept through the cell and caused the heavy iron door to open with a groan.
Sparkling gold essence followed Mother Beatrice as she walked into the cell, alone. ’It’s good I discarded my golden traveling robes. The heat here is more than I even expected.’
The heavy iron door swung on its own and closed shut behind her while she moved with slow steps toward the stone bench.
Levi’s eyes widened the moment the sparkling light around the Inquisitor vanished and revealed the simple, tight-fitting white prayer dress that accentuated her mature, voluptuous body.
His gigantic fourteen-and-a-half-inch penis rose up in his trousers like a snake seeing prey and throbbed against the silk layers of the material. ’Why didn’t they tell me she would be coming to assess me in this outfit!’
Levi gulped, staring hard as he focused on her large and heavy breasts that kept on pulsing against the fabric as if wanting to tear it.
Sweat dripped down from his forehead to his cheeks while his gaze shifted slightly toward her wide hips that swayed with every rigid step.
’I can’t just let her go like that. Prepare the Sovereign trap.’ He watched intently as if seeing a God, tracking her uncovered face and her slightly-parted lips that looked so exotic for an Inquisitor to have.
Levi took in a deep breath while his penis fought with the confinement of his clothes, promising to tear through them as he focused on her sapphire eyes that burned with a desperate need to regain control.
Leather groaning sounds protested as Mother Beatrice increased her grip on the heavy leather whip soaked in holy water. "You are a plague in this land and on this academy, Levi."
Levi’s soul left his body for half a second when the Inquisitor stopped right at his front and planted her arms on her hips. ’God, why didn’t I meet this lady first?’
The walls of the cell screamed as Mother Beatrice lashed them with the leather whip upon noticing the lustful gaze in Levi’s big brown eyes.
Chills ran down Levi’s spine, but he didn’t tear his gaze from her; he only shifted it to her sweet, shimmering, moving lips.
"I have spoken with Lyra Ashveil and Saintess Lilith." A faint smile tore on Mother Beatrice’s lips as she moved the leather whip back and began coiling it. "Their Spirits were distorted."
She held the hilt of the whip and pointed the tip of the coiled rope at Levi. "They defended you blindly."
She hissed and shook her head once. "You have used some foul, corrupting magic that has infected their minds."
Levi smirked, locking his eyes onto her full, mature body with predatory intent.
"They simply found what they were looking for, Beatrice." He licked his lips, focusing on the center belly of the Inquisitor, then smiled. "Just like you are about to."
A golden blaze of light dashed out of Mother Beatrice’s eyes the moment her eyebrows furrowed. "SILENCE!"
Debris rained down from the walls as her face flushed with a mixture of fury and an unexplainable heat that wasn’t hers.
Her huge breasts wobbled under the white prayer dress while her chest heaved. The coiled layer of the whip uncoiled as she raised her right arm holding the weapon and brought it down across Levi’s chest with a fierce, whistling crack.
A loud smashing sound echoed as the leather cut through Levi’s shirt and left a bright red line across his skin.
Pain blasted out from the area of impact and rattled through Levi’s body, but he remained sitting in his composed stature with slightly reddened eyes. ’Oh, this will end up very dirty!’
He looked at the torn section of his chest, where the mark was visible, then shifted his gaze back to the Inquisitor.
His dark brown eyes flashed with a dangerous, golden light as he squinted at the Inquisitor’s sharp, glowing sapphire eyes. ’Trigger Masochistic Judgement.’
A faint, grim grin appeared on his lips when the blue panel appeared before him.
[Expending 20 System Points.]
[Mother Beatrice’s Judgement Attraction Inverted.]
[Amplifying Masochism Level: 5% -> 75%.]
[Her need to punish will be converted into a desperate need to be punished by a true Sovereign.]
’Do it.’ He kept his gaze locked on Mother Beatrice’s hands as she raised the whip to strike again, watching closely until her hand froze mid-air.