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Back to the oversized halls and deeper into the temple we go. I mean, you can't risk the sex crazed woman from getting out and hurting others. The nobles couldn't have any fun if she had all the sex.

"You're missing the second priestess," I say. "Or are you the only one here? Trying to hide that only Nature cares about this temple or something?"

"We have more to do than deal with a whore," the priestess says. "Another will be by eventually."

"Watch your tongue," Geta says. "You can't kill Alzi, but I can kill you."

The priestess just waves us off as me make one last turn and enter a massive chamber. Massive marble columns support a domed ceiling. Paintings of the Goddess cover every inch of the walls and ceiling. At the base of each column is a woman with a spear. Twelve of them surround a succubus chained to the floor.

Her arms are locked behind her back. A chain around her neck forces her to be curled up into a ball. Even her tail is locked down.

All this for a woman who is just a sack of bones. Scars and bones.

"What the fuck did you do to her?" I ask. "All this over a bit of sex for a child? You're a sick fucking bitch. This, this makes me feel like shit! Why should I be mad about my treatment when you did this to her? No wonder nobody cared about what they did to me if this is what you do to those you really want to torture."

"Fyserreia..." Sarania says. "Why. I didn't know the extent. Forgive me. Mother didn't say it was so bad."

"We did what was needed against the demons. Be happy she's still alive."

I move out towards the locked succusbus. Every step lets me see new scars. More abuse. Somehow, every step makes it worse. How could they do this? Why didn't they just kill her?

"Stop it, you im... immature whore. This was for the good of the realm," the priestess says. The guards shuffle from their posts to block me from the succubus.

"What? What did you want to say?" I ask. Impure? Is that what she wanted to say? Is it really that wrong to say I'm not pure? I've been passed around most of the nobles in the queendom. I've cursed the Goddesses before, frightened by them. So much. Would she really get smited just for that?

"Immature," the priestess repeats. "Immature. You know how dangerous the demons can be."

"I have a succubus right there on her second pregnancy with me. I don't think you understand anything. Your Goddess just hates it when anyone but her controls reproduction. Now, answer honestly. What did you mean to say? Do you all really intend to block me from her? She needs to see a healer. This is disgusting to see her like this. She is too weak to do anything, yet you have her tied to the floor, unable to move. She doesn't have the strength to move. The chains are just for you all to feel powerful."

"Don't tell us what to do with our prisoner. She's stronger than she looks," the priestess says. "You've seen her. Now leave. This trip is over."

"No. I haven't had my second opinion yet, and I really do wonder what would happen if some women tried to stop me from providing basic healing to the women." Only one of the guards actually points their spear at me; the rest just block the poor succubus from my vision. Geta is just a step behind me, so I should be safe for now.

"My Mistress, please," Sarania whispers. "Please help her. They're still torturing her. Some of those wounds looked fresh."

"Don't worry," I say. "We won't leave without her. With no other priestess around I doubt any of the Goddesses care but Nature. And she still fails to answer what she really meant instead of being immature. It was a strange stumble."

"Put your sword away," the priestess says. "You're in a temple to different goddesses. Do you think resorting to violence will work? I was searching for the right word and found it. The world is confusing to you, champion. Think this happens just cause we want it? No, the Goddesses have a reason for this."

"I've seen the reasoning that goes into the Goddess's decisions, so I don't have to put much thought behind it. You're saying that because a few Goddesses said something forever ago, then you must carry it out. The Goddesses right now are fighting, so you'll need more than that to prove this was right."

Suddenly, the guards take a step back and all point their spears forward; the few at the end are even shaking a bit. Is insulting the Goddesses really that bad?

"I think you forgot who this temple is dedicated to," Geta says. "The elder Goddesses. Death is among them. She may not care to put a priestess in these halls, but the temple still worships her. It is a temple I have authority in. Put your weapons down, or you'll get the chance to explain yourself to Death soon. She won't be happy if I have to swing this sword or make any more statements. Stand down. The succubus is not a threat anymore."

The ones shaking back away, but nine keep their ground. They peek behind us at the stupid priestess.

"Enough of this stupidity," a new woman says, same white robe, just a different emblem sewn into the robe. "We have no requirement to keep holding the succubus. Let them have her if they want her. Blood isn't needed in this chamber anymore. Just let them go. Alzi can handle her lust and desires. Stop being so petty."

"I'm saying no and you're saying yes," the first priestess says. "So we're stuck."

"Two to one," Geta says. "One last chance to move. Alzi has said she's leaving with the succubus. So she will be. You don't have a chance to beat me."

Three more leave the line. Geta takes a single step forward, and then the last six fall to the ground. Their bodies cut clean in half.

"It's safe now," Geta says. "If you need help removing the chains, ask."

"Thank you," I say. I decide to go around the bodies. No need to get more blood on me. I kneel at the succubus's side, Fyserreia, and run my hand over the evidence of her abuse. Sarania has such soft and beautiful skin. They couldn't even let the succubus keep that. Everything that would allow her to keep a bit of her beauty has been taken from her. Metal plates cover her nipples to keep her from showing her breasts. Her wings are tied to her body.

I'm surprised they even let her keep her tail.

"I'm sorry," I say. "I've come to free you. Your sister is here. We're here to help you. We'll take this slow so I don't hurt you. Don't be afraid to take my lust. I don't need it."

I start with her chest. I just have to run my hand over the lock, and it falls away. I don't know why, but it is nice that it works. I didn't really come prepared to free her myself.

I freed her head next. I'm worried she won't have the strength to keep herself up, so I put my thighs under her so she'll have something soft to fall onto. She accepts the pillow and I move to her wings. She relaxes a bit more as each lock falls away.

"My Mistress. I have to ask you to wait," Sarania says. "You need to trade places with me before you unlock her tail."

"I'll be fine," I say. "I know what your tail can do. She's like a baby with how weak these monsters have made her."

I did save the tail for last. It's a strange little thing and is the only part of the succubus that I'm scared of. After this set of classes, I'll be ready to handle all of Sarania but her tail. It just likes to wander too much.

Just like the rest of the lock, this one falls with a slight touch.

Fyserreia leaps at me the second her tail is free. I see her eyes for the first time, and they're filled with hearts.

Sarania tackles her sister before she's able to do anything to me. Then I learn why she asked for a change of places.

Sarania's now naked, her clothing ripped off in a second. Fryserreia's tail deep inside her pussy.

"Stop!" I say. Geta stops me from moving with just a hand on my shoulder.

"Let it happen. Sarania was ready for it. She has more than just pregnancy weight on her. I'm sorry, but we will have to restrain Fryserreia for a while near your room. She'll have to feed like your child or be bound tight if you are to feed her. She was never as kind as Sarania, and that includes Sarania's past that you don't care about. We'll have to find out if Fyserreia's mind is still together. The marks don't show the real torture they put her through."

"This is why she was kept here," Nature's priestess says. "What happens next is because of you."

It is probably true that they couldn't free Freserreia without Sarania or someone like me around. Sarania is accepting a lot of abuse in this feeding with open arms.

"I can help," I say. "Just watch over her. Don't hurt her, but keep her from hurting our children. I can put her back together."

"No. Let Sarania handle her sister. She doesn't need to overfeed right now. Sarania has planned this out; let her do the work. If she needs help, she'll say something."

"Fine." I should've talked it over with Sarania more. I was starting to think they weren't going to let me in, and then I didn't think we would have to do anything for the first visit. I thought she would be in a cell. Why didn't I guess their cruelty?

Ten minutes was all Fyserreia lasted. "My Mistress," Sarania says. "I'm sorry. I didn't think they would free her this visit. I'm sorry for scaring you. Thank you, Geta, for your help. If there is something I can help you with, let me know. I owe you that. Alzi, you already have my service. If we can put Fyserreia back together, I'll make sure she works off her debt to you as well."

"I don't need that," I say. "Do you need help carrying her?"

"I have her, my Mistress. Let me carry my sister."

"Very well, then shall we leave?"

'Yes,' Space says to me before we end up in my room. 'Sorry, Nature is throwing a fit right now. No need to keep you in danger. I'm glad you freed her. Listen to Geta and Sarania about her. While they went too far with her, it was more than a bit too much sex that got her locked up.'

'Thank you.'