"Master. Wait a moment." Just as I was about to leave, Lisbeth bent down and gestured, then whispered in my ear.
"Be firm with Miss Claire… try treating her like your slave. That way she'll serve you willingly♡"
What exactly did Lisbeth say…? I was curious, but more interesting than that.
Treat Claire like your slave?
That way Claire will serve you willingly?
I thought that was a long way off, but it sounds quite intriguing?
"Also… I told Miss Claire to do the same thing you did to Mr. Paul as you did to her, and then compare♡"
...Huh?
No, Lisbeth.
Why do you want to do that!?
...Wait.
Thinking about it carefully, this idea isn't bad?
Is it to have her compare her lover to this vicious Cock …? Although saying something like that without consulting me is a bit much, thinking about it calmly, it doesn't feel so bad. No, I'm actually a little excited.
As if reading my anticipation, Lisbeth left with a cheerful smile.
That left only Claire and me in the room. The sound of Claire fiddling with her nun's habit seemed to ignite a flame within me.
I sat down on the sofa, my arms draped over my shoulders, and called to Claire.
"Claire."
"Y-yes!?" Hearing my call, Claire flinched and shrank back.
"Come sit next to me." As soon as I finished speaking, Claire trembled slightly and silently sat down beside me.
"Lisbeth said... Claire will serve me willingly."
I stroked Claire's soft blonde hair that fell from her veil, casually pressing close to her as I asked.
Claire lowered her head, placed her hands on her knees, trembled slightly for a moment, and then slowly nodded.
"Oh...this is really a big help! Actually, I was worried about Claire, who had been through danger, and since I couldn't get her out of the church, it was a little awkward to ask her for help."
"...Th-thank you for your understanding..." Actually, I was busy turning Lisbeth into my female, which is why I didn't come to you.
I chuckled inwardly and released Claire's hair, wrapping my arm around her shoulder and casually placing my hand on her breast.
Although her body trembled violently and she moaned under my touch, Claire didn't resist my hand; instead, she obediently accepted it.
She offered to serve me without even asking...
"Hmm...I heard your suggestion last time that I shouldn't be shy and just say what I wanted...but that's quite bold, isn't it? Even though you're practically imprisoned in the church, you said you'd satisfy my sexual desires every day."
Although Claire had said before that she could make requests without hesitation, because she was still unable to leave the church, it was really difficult for her to ask for anything.
Clya wasn't at the stage where she'd actively seek me out yet; even making a request was awkward. I was struggling to find an opportunity… and then, unexpectedly, Clya offered to serve me.
This was something Lisbeth did when she first became my female.
Perhaps I should enjoy it out of gratitude towards Lisbeth?
I kneaded Clya's firm, full breasts with pleasure, observing her expression and reactions.
Clya lowered her head, her face flushed, and her body trembled slightly whenever my hands caressed her breasts.
At first glance, she looked like she was trembling with fear… but a closer look revealed something quite different.
To allow my hands, which were subtly caressing her breasts, to touch them more freely, Clya straightened her chest and shoulders.
Her lowered face was flushed red, she was suppressing her shame, but upon closer inspection, a subtle anticipation shone through that shame.
This proved that it wasn't Lisbeth threatening or coercing her, but rather that Claire herself had entrusted her body to this expectation.
So… shouldn't we fulfill this expectation?
"Claire."
"…Yes, uh…"
When I softly called Claire's name, she responded, her body trembling.
"Take off your clothes and stand before me."
"Ah… um…" Claire's trembling intensified as she was handed to me; I could almost hear her heart pounding.
Claire, still trembling slightly, slowly began to remove her veil.
As Claire's shimmering blonde hair was revealed, drawing my gaze, she used trembling hands to untie the scarf covering her shoulders and upper body.
Then, through the slit in her nun's habit at the chest, the deep cleavage formed by Claire's full breasts was revealed, and the desire to immediately bury my face in it made my heart itch unbearably.
Then, slowly, Claire unbuttoned each hidden button of her nun's habit, revealing the beautiful lines of her legs clad in panties and stockings.
Having unbuttoned all the hidden parts of her habit, Claire quietly inhaled and stood up, completely removing the habit.
Her large breasts, clad only in underwear and panties, were revealed alongside the beautiful flesh-colored translucent skin.
I watched this sight with astonishment, like unwrapping a popcorn box, and after briefly enjoying this visual feast, I said to Claire.
"...Underwear and stockings too. All of them."
"Hmm...okay, okay..." Claire took off her small leather shoes and sat on the opposite sofa, slowly removing her stockings.
The scene was a captivating striptease that made one want to immediately touch those beautiful legs.
Then, with trembling hands, she slowly unhooked her bra, Claire's incredibly large breasts swaying, the pinkish nipples and translucent skin tempting me.
As Claire, her body trembling slightly, hurriedly pulled down her panties... her beautiful genitals were revealed, a silvery sheen running between her vulva and the fabric.
After I had finished admiring the sight with satisfaction, I called Claire over for a comprehensive evaluation.
"Come before me. Don't cover yourself."
"Haa...haa...okay, uh..." Claire, her face flushed, trembled as she walked to me, standing at attention to display her beautiful body.
I've seen Claire's body quite a few times, but those times were almost always half-forced undressing followed by a few peeks before she quickly put her clothes back on.
This was the first time Claire had willingly and completely exposed herself to me...it felt strangely special.
Claire before me, despite her astonishingly large breasts, stood firm and elastic, like tempting fruit, teasing me.
And then there was Claire's vulva, with its neatly arranged pubic hair.
Unlike the pure beauty of Lisbeth the White Tiger, Claire's genitals exuded a captivating, fully ripe charm.
Watching the female fluids slowly seep from there, flowing down her thighs, seemed to demonstrate how much Claire's burden on me had lessened, a truly satisfying sight.
Such a beautiful female serving me… In this state of excitement, my Cock couldn't help but scream, urgently calling out to me.
"Haa…haa…♡" Gazing at Claire's flushed, dazed face and rapid breathing, I unbuttoned my waistband and trousers, then spread my legs and draped my arms over the sofa, calling to Claire.
"Claire. Kneel before me, Cock ." And so, Claire's service, freed from coercion and force, began.