Hotel Chaldea Ep. Sessyoin Kiara

Among the many facilities of Chaldea were a myriad of places of worship, some of which were set up and managed by mythical religious figures themselves, some of which were entirely staffed by regular people, believers and such, and others still, well, were an entirely different kind of place of worship altogether.

Among them was a small chapel, one that clearly saw a lot of love and care, but, which was very out of the way, hidden even... it was in an area where only those who qualified as clients of the Hotel proper were even allowed.

Only adults could even see it. An absolute rule that could not be negotiated.

Because it was the chapel for the sect led by one Sessyoin Kiara, frequently seen donning a parody of a nun's habit and dress, walking by with a slit cut so high that the raunchy, sexy lingerie, ill-fitting for a nun, that she wore was always exposed, and when it wasn't, it was because she was wearing none to proudly display what she had to offer.

"Why have you come to seek my wisdom? What ails you, that you cannot affront yourself?"

She was... not exactly a solid acquaintance. You knew of her, of course, you don't stay in Chaldea long without learning of the lewd nun. She was among the most erotic of all people in Chaldea, among the most erotic in all of history. Even Medb, a woman for whom sex was as natural as breathing, thought of Kiara as being abnormally slutty.

Which perhaps was why you found yourself in her presence then.

"I've... worries. Concerns. There are matters that haunt me; I find no solution to them, and my problems seem to only grow grander with each passing day."

"I hear you," she spoke. "I hear, and I listen. Speak to me more."

You decided to get a little more comfortable. The confessional booth was... a bit strange to say the least. At first it seemed completely normal, just a wooden booth with two doors and a dividing wall in the middle.

The inside though, it was a bit different.

"Don't hesitate to relax and get comfortable, have a drink, they're free."

For starters, it had pink led strips running along the top and bottom of the walls, a minifridge and a small cupboard that contained a few supplies. Tissues, presumably for people crying, moisturizing and hydrating cream and a lubricant, paste, which had a small paper tag attached to the cap that read 'in case something gets stuck'.

You did take a can of a slightly sweet fizzy drink with an indescribable taste, and after that, took a deep breath.

"I've- I had... I have a huge problem," you said, taking a deep breath. "I've lost my confidence."

"You lost your confidence?" the voice on the other side of the confessional asked, prompting you to keep explaining.

"Yeah.. I lost my confidence," you repeated. "I was... I couldn't do it. After many days of work, I couldn't perform my duties as a man, I couldn't pleasure the women I love," you said, "I've been running ragged, and when my wife asked for some tender loving care to make up for ignoring her for so long..."

It ached, ate at you, it was humiliating.

"I couldn't get it up!"

"Oh my..."

Shame coursed through you. It was... strange. You had never had that problem before. In fact, you could get it up on command! But not even the enchantments and potions and such things had worked. You explained as such, explained the methods tried, and the woman on the other side listened patiently, making humming sounds of ascent and prompting you to explain more at numerous times.

Finally, as you reached the end of the explanation, and everything that both yourself and the women who wanted your dick had tried to get it up, and yet, nothing had worked. You could still have some degree of fun without using your dick, of course, but even if you used everything you had at your disposal, something was missing.

The disappointment in the faces of Medea and Lily, when you couldn't give them the creampie they so dearly wanted, was maddeningly annoying. Watching your assistants desperately try to pump or suck a load out of your cock across the work days had been crushing. Even Scathach had tried to come up with routines and exercises, but no means, physical or magical, worked, no therapy sufficed, your cock simply would not get up.

"Yes, I hear you, and your pain is not alien to me. This is not the first time I've seen a case like this, and I understand it..."

"You mean- you know what's happening to me?"

She was something of a last hope, in a way. It was said that very few, if any, knew more about this sort of thing than she did. Even gods of fertility and reproduction, deities of revelry and unions, would have to yield the floor to her when it came to such matters. She was perhaps the one best suited to talk about such a problem.

"I do, as you are but one of the many lambs I've guided in their path to salvation and escape from the cycle of death and rebirth..." she explained. "It is my duty as a Bodhisattva, to guide others," she explained, "and it is my desire as a human and as a person to teach all of love and of release..."

"Then- how? What is happening to me, and how do I fix it, I mean," you spoke, looking towards the veiled window set between yourself and Kiara, the veil just thick enough to let you see only her figure behind it, in silhouette.

It was then that something clicked and then the sound of wood sliding on wood brought your attention to a panel moving from just under the window, revealing a circular carved hole, lined with soft and velvety looking fabric. It even had a knob to adjust it, which would make it wider.

"It is not your body that is afflicted, but your soul, it is your soul that is exhausted. You've given much of yourself, offered love freely, and taken too little in return, love and sex and carnal pleasure are a give and take, an exchange, a cycle, you must give only as much as you take, and receive only as much as you release," she spoke, her voice serene and yet with an edge that gave you a strange sensation. "Please insert your penis through the hole, I shall return to you that which you've given away."

You looked at it for a moment, then loosened the hole by turning the knob, making it wide enough that you could actually do exactly as she asked. Dropping your pants, and adjusting your position, you grabbed your flaccid cock, which was at its maximum size before it started growing beyond human proportions, and pushed it almost like a rope through the hole.

"Now, hold still, and however this may feel, it's important that you do not attempt to pull out of the hole, this will sting a little, but I assure you, it is fully and completely necessary."

Naturally if she said that, anyone would feel nervous, especially considering you had put your most sensitive bits right through a hole where you couldn't see what was happening to them. Even if you knew that there was an unbelievably sexy woman dressed in lewd nun cosplay on the other side, the fact that she was one of the most perverted women to have ever existed wasn't giving you comfort.

You felt her hands touch you, her fingers tapping at your shaft in seemingly random spots, leaving warm and tingly feelings, she stretched your shaft to its full length, pulling it and holding it with both hands. She used her thumbs to hold your glans in place, and then, you felt her lips rest on the tip of your dick, as if she was kissing the slit right at the tip.

And then you felt it. Her tongue split that slit just the slightest bit open, and before you knew what was happening, it felt like something was going into you.

It wasn't physical, you could tell. It was energy. It was power. It wasn't magical either, you knew what that felt like, Medea had tried a lot of methods and even brought Circe in trying to empower your dick artificially so you knew what that felt like.

It was more... spiritual.

It felt more as if Kiara was pushing a part of herself, into you, through your cock, a sensation of warmth that became searing hot and then speared in a painful rush all the way through your urethra, seemingly darting all the way up your stomach to behind your belly button and then rushing back down, pouring like rampaging rapid streams into your balls.

In moments, they grew, it felt like they were full of lava, and then that warmth exploded and bathed your entire being, it was like fire. Your hands gripped at the wall, and you planted your feet, trying to take the edge off you even bit the inside of your cheek hard enough to taste blood, but it didn't help.

More and more came through, more of her spirit filled you, more of the essence of the lewd nun mingled with yours, and then suddenly, like a wave of cool winter air, everything chilled, and the pain became relief, and more importantly, you could feel it. What was missing had been returned, what you had emptied had become refilled.

Once more, you were complete, whole, ready and, most important of all, you were hard as a rock, even if that also meant you were stuck.

"What," you panted, "what was that, that was, horribly painful!"

"When your spirit is wounded, the body cannot heal. When your soul is exhausted, no amount of magic or exercise will restore it. In order to become whole again, you must have true sex, not an activity for pleasure or reproduction, but you must do it to connect with another, and mingle essences, now, it is time for you to return to me that which I have given you, to complete the cycle!"

Her voice was becoming breathier by the second, dropping in pitch a little, her words becoming halting by the end as you heard her breathing catch and start to come in short pants between the words.

"Oh I can't hold it in anymore, I must have this cock!"

And then you felt yourself sink into a wet, warm cavern, with tight walls, that slowly became tighter and narrower the deeper you went, muscular spasms making it move and tighten up, and soon, you were feeling even better, feeling a pair of lips sliding along your shaft, a tongue lather you up and a throat close up and constrict around your shaft and glans.

Very few, if any, could even suck your maximum size at all. The number of people who could deepthroat it was even smaller still.

Kiara was doing with what felt like almost contemptuous ease.

There was also another problem. The overwhelming vitality coursing through you was causing you to be unable to hold back, and so you pushed even further beyond the realm of humanity. There was absolutely no way you were going to pull your dick out of the hole, at least not until you were fully drained, and even your balls were so big it was aching.

Then she began bobbing her head up and down, back and forth, at blistering speeds. She never dropped even for a moment all of the internal movements either, it was a deepthroat blowjob that exceeded logic and destroyed reason, Kiara really lived up to her reputation.

Her tongue seemed to almost lengthen and wrap around you, and for a moment the lewd energy still pulsing in you seemed to flare up, it was when you knew, the time had come.

It all gathered in your balls and then just as it came in, it came out, and then some, because for the first time in several days, you came, and all that backed up cum that had been stored up, metaphorically speaking, burst out at once.

Credit to Kiara, she pulled back in an instant, grabbed your shaft with both hands, and then furiously stroked you to keep pumping cum out, slurping, sucking and extremely laborious swallowing noises reaching your ears.

It was like the world's weight was just taken off your shoulders, and for the first time in days, your balls no longer ached.

"Oh, thank you, thank you so much-"

"If you really want to thank me," her voice came, a little rough, she clearly had a sore throat, and you snapped to attention as you felt her move, hearing the shuffling noise. "Stay right there and, mhmm, keep that divine gift of yours up," she moaned and then suddenly, hell broke loose, and the gate of it ate you right up.

Experiencing tranquility would have to wait, reaching nirvana was impossible, first, it was time to experience all the addictive pleasures granted by the demons of hell.

"Only after this, after being taken to the greatest heights and experiencing the deepest abyss, may one entertain enlightenment and oh my this is certainly a peak alright!" she shouted in ecstasy, and immediately started bouncing on your cock, her hips and ass smashing against the wooden wall.

The entire booth shook, even though it was sturdy, with thick walls made of expensive, fine and strong looking wood, it was creaking, groaning and protesting the speed and strength at which she hit it.

Every time she came in with the thudding noise of her thickly padded ass against the wooden wall, you felt yourself once again being pushed into a burning hot lake of fire, inhuman pressure pushing from all sides, her cunt was so unworldly and unbelievable that it was hard to imagine she had ever been human at any point.

Your sight grew dim and your legs grew wobbly. It was only mere minutes, but the exhaustion made you feel as if you were pumping your hips into her for weeks.

"Ohh, I'm cumming, I'm gonna cum, cum with me, all things return to the cycle, open yourself up and receive me, as I receive you, and give me all of you, as I give you all of me, cum inside me, that I may cum inside you!!"

With a cry of pleasure that burst from deep within your chest you thrust your hips almost hard enough to take the wooden wall down, and she responded in turn, by slamming her ass against the wall that divided you and her from each other.

You felt as if you pushed through something, breached some sort of final barrier, maybe not physical, but spiritual- and definitely pushed into a place dicks were not normally supposed to go into as well, and then you came, and you came even harder than you did the first time. You came so hard that you emptied yourself, physically, mentally and spiritually, in order to allow all that was Kiara to pour into you.

The transcendental state of empty nothingness lasted but a brief moment, and the state of being entirely filled by a woman who had absolutely no limits whatsoever lasted only a little bit longer.

And then the you that went came back, and the her that came went back.

You fell back and landed in a heap on the thickly padded velvet seat that the booth had, your cock twitching and throbbing a little as it calmed down and began to shrink.

Panting and laughing a little, you couldn't help but feel liberated.

"So that was it... I've been doing it wrong, huh?" you felt your voice come through, but the words were almost alien. "I've been focusing so much on everyone else... I wanted to please everyone, I wanted to give them so much... Even though I was giving them my love, I wasn't taking theirs in return, was I?"

It took a few moments for Kiara to respond.

"Yes... you fulfilled the needs of your body, of your mind... but you neglected your soul, you gave and gave and gave, ever so selfishly, but were not selfless enough to take in return..."

You sighed. It was hard to understand, you didn't even want to admit it was true, but... At the end of the day, she was the expert.

"Just remember to take from your partners, and not just give, and you will be fine," she spoke.

"Ri-right," you panted a little. "How much do I owe you for the service, by the way?"

Naturally, it wasn't free. "Oh, no no no, absolutely not, I would never accept payment for helping a fellow traveler of this world of torture in their path to enlightenment, to Nirvana, to escape the cycle," she spoke, her voice trying to sound mature and clear and powerful, as if she were sharing transcendental wisdom, but she still sounded a little rough.

It took a few minutes for you to recover enough to actually leave. And as you pulled your pants back up, you heard her burp and suppressed the urge to laugh as you prepared to leave, opening the door to the booth and taking your first step.

Then she spoke once again. "Come see me again whenever you feel the need, we can play again or just drop the pretenses, us planetfuckers need to help each other when we're in trouble."

Needless to say, the sheer shock of such ridiculous words caused you to stumble, but Kiara refused to elaborate so you eventually left, wondering just what the hell she was talking about.