They finished their meal in relative silence, punctuated only by Vespera's occasional observations about the other patrons and their particular 'services'. With each bite, the lavender nectar and the rich food soothed the edges of Gidea's panic, replacing it with a strange, heavy lassitude.
The fire in her cunt still burned, a low, constant throb, but it was no longer a raging inferno demanding immediate extinguishing. It was a background hum, a persistent reminder of her purpose here.
"You should take care of that," Vespera suddenly said.
"I... what?"
"Your cunt," Vespera said, her tone as casual as if she were discussing the weather. "I can almost feel the heat from here. You've been clenching your thighs together for the last twenty minutes."
Gidea flinched, realizing it was true. Her body was acting on its own, seeking a friction it couldn't find.
"If you don't... the temple's energy will keep you in a constant state of arousal until you pass out," Vespera continued. "Believe me, I've seen it happen. It's not pretty to orgasm while unconscious."
"..."
Gidea was left speechless. She didn't know if Vespera was unhappy with being unconscious or the idea of orgasming while not being fully aware of it.
"Now then," Vespera said, wiping her fingers on a nearby cloth and standing up. "I think this is a good chance for you to test the temple system."
She then leaned closer to Gidea and whispered.
"Open your system's menu," Vespera commanded, her voice a low murmur.
Gidea obeyed without thinking, focusing her intent. In her mind's eye, the simple blue screen expanded, new options unfolding like a blooming flower.
[Character Sheet]
[Shop]
[Quest Board]
[Map]
"Focus on the 'Quest Board'," Vespera instructed, her purple eyes watching Gidea's face as if she could see the interface herself.
Gidea's mental 'finger' tapped the option. A new screen materialized, a list of scrolling text, each entry glowing with a faint light.
The quests were divided into two categories: "Temple Quests" and "Personal Quests".
The "Temple Quests" were simple, repetitive tasks.
[Quest: Work as a cleaner in the temple's public toilets. Reward: 20-30 points per shift]
[Quest: Serve at the Gloryhole. Reward: 20-50 points per hour.]
[Quest: Participate in the Free-Use Circle. Reward: 10 points per partner, 50 bonus points for simultaneous triple penetration.]
[Quest: Act as a public toilet in the Dining Hall. Reward: 100 points per shift.]
[Quest: Offer your ass for spanking in the Punishment Alcove. Reward: 1-3 points per spank.]
Gidea's cheeks burned. These weren't quests; they were a menu of degradation. Yet, the points... The public toilet quest offered a hundred points. For one shift. She could buy something significant with that. The thought was seductive and vile in equal measure.
"These are quests given by the Temple," Vespera said, her tone flat. "Good for a quick buck, since you don't have to look for a customer and you get paid by the system itself."
She then motioned towards the other section.
"Now, the interesting ones. 'Personal Quests'. These are posted by worshipers like me."
Gidea's gaze shifted. These entries were different, more detailed.
[Quest: Seeking a virgin ass to deflower. Must be clean and willing. Reward: 300 points.]
[Quest: Looking for a 'litter box'. Will provide special food. Long-term role preferred. Reward: 500 points and a room.]
[Quest: Two dominant futas seeking a human pet for a 24-hour training session. Hard BDSM, but safe word respected. Reward: 750 points.]
[Quest: A collector of unique fluids seeks a 'Drink-Maiden' who can produce 'cherry-sweet nectar'. Will provide the recipe. Reward: 800 points.]
Gidea stared at the list. Each one more specific and shameless than the last. Virgin asses. Litter boxes. Hard training sessions. Cherry-sweet nectar. The temple did not bother with polite language. Desire was written plainly, priced, and offered like merchandise on a stall.
Her cunt throbbed again, a wet, insistent pulse that made her thighs twitch against the velvet bench. The food had dulled the worst of the edge, but her body was still a furnace, fueled by Morgana's cruel crafting.
"The Personal Quests are where the real money is," Vespera explained. "But they require... negotiation. You find a quest that interests you, or rather, that your cunt finds interesting, and you contact the poster."
Vespera leaned back, her own half-erect cock shifting against her thigh.
"You could post one yourself, you know."
"What?" Gidea's head snapped up.
"A personal quest." Vespera's purple eyes were half-lidded, amused. "You're dripping onto the seat. You've been fighting it since you walked in. Post something simple. Something you can control. Take a little power back before someone else takes it for you."
The idea landed like a stone in still water.
Post a quest. Put her own needs into the system. Make it a transaction instead of a surrender.
Gidea's mental finger hovered over the empty space at the bottom of the Personal Quests list. A soft prompt appeared.
[Create New Personal Quest]
She swallowed. Her mouth still tasted of spiced meat and lavender nectar.
What did she even want?
The answer rose unbidden, filthy and clear.
She wanted a mouth on her cunt. No cock. No fingers. No full claiming. Just a tongue. Slow. Thorough. Someone willing to kneel between her legs and lick until the fire finally broke. Someone who would ask for nothing in return but the taste of her release.
The shame was a physical weight, pressing down on her chest. But the need was a hot, living thing.
Her mental hands trembled as she began to type.
[Quest Title: Seeking Oral Service – Pussy Licking]
The words appeared, glowing. They were so stark. So raw. To the point Gidea found it hard to simply stare at them.
[Description: New worshiper requires thorough oral attention. Tongue only. No penetration. Must be female, patient, and thorough. I wish to be the focus. Duration: until climax. Cleanliness expected.]
She paused, her breath hitching. She read it over. It sounded demanding. Arrogant. She almost deleted it, but Vespera's words echoed in her mind.
'Take a little power back.'
Her fingers, steady now, typed the last line.
[Reward: 50 points]
[Additional Notes: No small talk. Come, kneel, serve. First time receiving. Gentle preferred, but enthusiasm welcomed.]
There. It was done. She stared at the quest, her heart hammering against her ribs. She had put her need on the market for a pittance, but she had also set the terms. She had demanded.
She hit 'Confirm'.
"Good," Vespera's voice was a soft approval beside her. "Simple. Clear. Not greedy. You'll get bites. The 'First Time' note will attract the curious and the tender. The 'Enthusiasm' will attract the predators. Let's see which one gets there first."
Gidea didn't have to wait long.
Ding!
A new notification blinked in her vision, a private message linked directly to her quest.
[Aria: I saw your post. New, huh? I can be gentle. I'd be honored to be your first taste.]
The name was simple, pretty. The message was kind. A wave of relief washed over Gidea, so potent it almost made her dizzy. This was manageable. This was safe.
Before she could even formulate a reply, a second message arrived.
[Ladyx69: 'Gentle' is for bored virgins. You need proper worship. Your cunt deserves a tongue that knows how to make it scream. 50 points is an insult, but I'm bored. Meet me at Alcove 7. Be on your back and spread wide when I arrive.]
The second message was a splash of ice water. It was arrogant, demanding, and it made her cunt clench so hard a gasp escaped her lips.
"Well now," Vespera smirked, having clearly sensed the shift in Gidea's posture. "Seems you've attracted two very different kinds of bees to your flower. The sweet honeybee... and the wasp."
Gidea's mind was a whirlwind. Aria offered safety. Ladyx69 offered a promise of the intensity she secretly craved, a promise that scared and thrilled her in equal measure.
"I... I don't know..."
"You do know," Vespera said, her voice cutting through Gidea's indecision like a blade. "Your cunt knows. One of those names made your thighs twitch. Which one was it?"
The dark elf's gaze was piercing. Gidea couldn't lie, not to her, and not to herself.
"Ladyx69," she whispered, the admission tasting like sin on her tongue. But then she swiftly added. "But... the other one, Aria... she sounds..."
"Sounds safe? Boring?" Vespera finished for her. "Safety is a cage, Gidea. A beautiful, gilded cage, but a cage nonetheless. You were just freed from one. Why climb into another so quickly?"
"..."
Gidea didn't say anything. What can she say to that? Nothing. Vespera was right. Her entire life she had lived in a cage of discipline, faith, and control. This new body, this new temple, was terrifying, but it was also freedom of a sort.
However, she didn't like the arrogant tone of Ladyx69. She was a damn Grandmaster after all.
'I can't let some random woman order me around like that!'
With that, she accepted the quest from Aria and completely ignored Ladyx69.
"Looks like you made your choice," Vespera said, then she stood up and stretched like a cat. "Good. Now go and have fun. And if you need me... you know where to find me."
"No need," Gidea responded, her voice surprisingly calm. "I asked her to come here, to the Dining Hall."
Vespera's eyes widened for a second, then she let out a laugh. It was a genuine, delighted sound that turned a few heads.
"Oh, I see," she said, a wide grin spreading across her face. "Taking back the power, are we? Setting the stage yourself? Good girl. Very good girl. I'll even stay and watch from a close distance. Let's see how your 'first' unfolds."
Vespera sat back again, dropping her weight onto the bench and spreading her legs once more, her cock now fully at half-mast, an interested spectator ready for the show.
Soon, a human woman with short, spiky blue hair approached their table, a small, hesitant smile on her face. She was pretty, with a slender build and a small, heart-shaped womb tattoo of a blooming rose just above her mound.
"Excuse me... are you Gidea?" she asked, her voice soft.
Gidea's heart hammered in her chest. This was it. The moment of truth. The old Grandmaster in her screamed to flee, to find a weapon, to reclaim her dignity. The new woman, the one whose cunt was a sopping mess, took a slow breath and stood up, forcing herself to meet Aria's gaze.
"I am," Gidea said. Her voice was steadier than she expected.
Aria's eyes, a warm brown, flickered down to the wet spot on the velvet bench where Gidea had been sitting, then back up to her face. There was no judgment in her gaze, only a gentle understanding.
"Your quest said... here," Aria said, her cheeks flushing slightly.
"It did," Gidea confirmed. She gestured to the cushioned floor beside her. "Is this... acceptable?"
Aria nodded, a flicker of relief in her eyes. She sank gracefully to her knees on the plush velvet, her movements fluid and practiced. She looked up at Gidea from the floor, her expression one of patient, open readiness.
"Whenever you're ready," she murmured.
...
While Vespera, Gidea, and Aria were busy making their arrangements.
In a massive hall, sitting on a black throne, a woman with long silver hair and crimson eyes was watching the scene with a smirk.
"Oh... this is more fun than I expected."
The woman was, of course, Morgana, and she had been watching Gidea ever since she entered her temple.
"I didn't expect Ves and my dear 'Gidea' to become friends so fast," she mused to herself. "Should I call them to the throne room to meet the goddess?"
She thought about it for a moment.
"No... not yet. I want to see how far my dear ex-Grandmaster will go."
Ding!
At that moment, the familiar ding echoed in her mind.
[Madam X: Morgana, I got the artifact.]
"Ah, perfect timing." A wide grin appeared on her face. "I nearly forgot about that one-eyed bastard."
She stood up and stretched her body like a cat.
"Let's see how good an Aesir's ass tastes."
...
[End of Volume Five: No More Hiding]