Chapter 731: Unexpected Encounter
Seeing her tears, Cassius’s expression softened.
He reached over and began to remove the toys from her body—first the suction cups from her breasts, then the clip from her clit, then the anal beads, then the stones from her pussy.
Each removal sent a small shiver of pleasure through her, but she was too overwhelmed to fully register it.
When the last toy was removed, he untied the ropes binding her limbs. And the moment she was free, he pulled her onto his lap, cradling her against his chest.
"I’m sorry, Maria." His voice was gentle, apologetic. "I’m sorry I frightened you. That was cruel of me."
She buried her face in his neck, still crying.
"It’s just what Diana and I do sometimes." He continued, stroking her hair. "She loves the feeling of being completely vulnerable—blind, bound, alone in the darkness."
"And then, right when she thinks she’s been abandoned, I reveal that I was there all along."
He kissed her temple.
"She gets so stimulated by the contrast, the plunge into despair and the sudden rescue. It makes everything else feel more intense."
"...I thought you might enjoy it too."
Maria pulled back just enough to look at him. Her eyes were red, her cheeks wet, her expression heartbroken.
"B-But this was too much for me, Cassius." Her voice trembled. "I-I thought I’d lost you. I thought you’d left me. I thought...I thought someone else had come into the room and found me like this, and they were going to—they were going to—"
She couldn’t finish the sentence. The horror of it was too great.
Cassius’s expression grew solemn. He cupped her face in his hands and looked directly into her eyes.
"Maria, listen to me."
His voice was firm, commanding, but filled with such tenderness that her breath caught.
"As long as you are by my side, and as long as I am breathing, I will never allow anything to happen to you. Not a scratch. Not a single hair out of place."
"Even if the entire world crumbles around us, I will stay right here, holding you, protecting you."
He pulled her closer.
"So don’t ever be afraid, my love. No matter what happens, just know that I am with you. Always."
Maria stared at him.
She should have been furious. She should have been angry, disappointed, hurt. He had terrified her, pushed her to the edge of her sanity.
But the moment she heard those words, spoken with such sincerity, such devotion—all of her anger melted away.
She threw herself at him, crushing her lips against his.
"Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~"
It was not a gentle kiss. It was desperate, hungry, passionate.
She kissed him like he was the only thing keeping her alive, like she would die if she stopped.
She understood now. She understood why Diana loved that game.
Because the contrast was everything.
One moment, she had been in hell—cold, terrified, alone in the darkness.
The next, she was in heaven—warm, safe, held by the man she loved.
The transition was so sudden, so complete, that it felt like being reborn.
And all the while, her hips moved.
They ground against his lap, against his thighs, against the thick shaft. Her pussy, still wet and swollen from the stimulation, left trails of moisture on rod.
She could feel his cock through her lower lips, hard and hot, and she wanted it.
She wanted it more than she had ever wanted anything.
Cassius, overwhelmed by her sudden ferocity, tried to pull back. "Maria—slow down—"
But she wouldn’t let him. She kissed him harder, grinding faster, her body moving on pure instinct.
Finally, he also couldn’t hold himself back anymore.
With a push, he laid her back on the bed. He then positioned himself above her, his cock pressing against her dripping entrance.
The tip nudged at her folds, and Maria felt a shiver run through her entire body before looked up at him with wide, expectant eyes.
And then, to her surprise, she spread her legs even wider.
He was shocked at first before he chuckled.
"You know..." He said, amusement coloring his voice. "At first you told me this was all for Diana’s sake. That you were helping her family, doing her a favor. And I actually believed you."
He gazed down at her trembling body.
"But right now..." He gestured at her spread legs, her flushed face, her needy expression. "The way you’re spreading your legs for me, looking at me like you’re begging me to push my cock inside you...that doesn’t look like a favor for a friend."
Maria’s cheeks flushed crimson.
"So tell me, Maria." He leaned down until their foreheads touched. "Is this all for my sake? Or do you have your own selfish desires?"
Maria felt her whole body heat with embarrassment.
But she was too far gone to lie. So, she looked up at him with shy, loving eyes and said,
"At first...it was for your sake Cassius. I really did come here today to help you, Cassius. That was my only intention."
She bit her lip.
"But after today, after seeing everything you did for me, watching you care for me and love me and go to such lengths to make me happy—I couldn’t help myself."
She looked up with a passionate gaze.
"I couldn’t help but fall for you, Cassius!"
"I-I knew I shouldn’t." She looked away in a fluster. "I’m a sister of the Goddess. I have a daughter. I’ve dedicated my life to service and purity."
"B-But you’re just too charming. How could I possibly resist?!"
She looked so adorable as she admitted her love for him.
"And as for all of this..." She gestured at the mess around them—the soaked sheets, the scattered toys, the puddle of her own juices. "It’s because I love you. I-I wanted to be one with you."
"I was just too embarrassed to admit it directly, so I made up excuses."
She looked down, her voice dropping to a whisper.
"I feel so guilty now. After all, I used my friend’s name for my own selfish desires. I pretended to be helping Diana when really I just wanted to be with you."
She reached down and took his cock in her hand, stroking it slowly.
"Even right now, as I apologize, all I can think about is this inside me. Ramming me. Ruining me. Making me yours."
She looked up at him with guilty, pleading eyes.
"I’m truly a detestable woman, aren’t I?"
Cassius was silent for a moment. Then he tilted her chin up with his finger.
"You really are a bad woman, Maria."
She winced.
"You’re supposed to be the Saint that everyone looks up to."
"The mother of the girl chosen by the Goddess herself."
"Someone who should never lie or do bad deeds."
He leaned in, kissing her cheek, her jaw, her neck.
"But here you are, telling so many lies, dragging a poor innocent boy like me into your lewd desires."
He kissed her ear, his breath warm against her skin as he added,
"Not to mention, I’m your best friend’s husband."
Maria’s face burned.
"You really are a bad, bad girl."
She opened her mouth to apologize again, to defend herself, to say something—but he kissed her before she could speak.
"But it’s alright, Maria." He murmured against her lips. "After all the good deeds you’ve done, after all the kindness you’ve shown the world, I’m sure the Goddess can forgive the dirty deeds you’ve done today."
Maria’s eyes lit up.
"And as for me..." He pulled back, looking down at her with a smirk. "You don’t need forgiveness from me. I prefer dirty girls. Girls who act all holy and nice on the outside, but inside are depraved little sluts."
Maria shivered.
"I prefer women like that. So we’re a perfect match, aren’t we?"
Maria was shocked at first at how easily he had accepted it, almost as if he had already known her true thoughts long.
But nonetheless, seeing that he had truly accepted her, a smile spread across her face as she said,
"We truly are, Cassius...We truly."
Then she looked up at him with loving eyes and confessed properly,
"I love you, Cassius...I love you so much."
She then chuckled and added,
"I’d love to say I love you more then anyone else, but I still have my daughter. But still..."
She reached up and touched his cheek. "I love you more than you could ever know."
Cassius felt his heart swell.
"I love you too, Maria. I fell in love with you before I ever saw your face—just from reading about your deeds, your kindness, your strength. And every moment I’ve spent with you has only deepened that love."
He kissed her forehead.
"I can say with complete sincerity—I love you from the bottom of my heart."
They then kissed again—slow, tender, loving.
A kiss that spoke of promises and futures and forever.
When they finally parted, both breathless, Cassius reached down and positioned himself at her entrance.
His cock was thick and hard, glistening with her fluids from where she had been grinding against him.
"Can I?" He asked, his voice rough with desire. "Can I go inside you, Maria?"
And in response, she spread her legs wider, her body trembling with anticipation.
"Go ahead, Cassius." She whispered. "Become one with me."
He pushed forward.
And the sensation was overwhelming!
His head, so broad, stretched her entrance wide, parting her folds with agonizing slowness. Maria cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders, her back arching.
"Mmm—! So big—!"
Even with all the wetness—and there was so much, her pussy was practically flooded—it was a tight fit.
But she didn’t want him to stop.
"More." She gasped. "Give me more!"
Cassius obliged, sinking deeper. Inch by inch, he filled her, stretching her, claiming her. Her inner walls clenched around him, trying to accommodate his girth, and she felt every ridge, every vein, every pulse of his cock.
"God, you’re tight." He groaned, his forehead pressed to hers. "So fucking tight, Maria."
Her breath came in ragged gasps. It hurta little, but the pain was mingled with so much pleasure that she couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began.
But just as she thought he was about to go further, her eyes flew open.
"Wait!"
He stopped immediately, his body tense above her as he said with a forced smile,
"What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you’re regretting this?"
"No!" She shook her head quickly, her hands gripping his arms. "No, I would never. It’s just..."
She hesitated, her cheeks flushing.
"I want to say one last prayer. To the Goddess. I’m breaking my vows right now, doing something I shouldn’t do. I want to ask for forgiveness before I go any further."
Cassius relaxed, a relieved smile crossing his face.
"Of course, Maria. Go ahead."
He kissed her softly.
"But make it quick. I’m waiting for you."
Maria smiled, her heart full. This was just a formality, really—a way to ease her conscience.
She closed her eyes, clasped her hands together despite being completely naked with a man poised at her entrance, and began to pray.
"Goddess above." She whispered. "forgive me for what I am about to do. I know I am breaking my vows, forsaking my duties, but I cannot help myself. This man—"
She opened her eyes briefly to look at Cassius
"—has shown me a love I never thought I would find. Please, forgive my transgressions, and watch over me still."
She closed her eyes again, expecting the usual silence that followed her prayers.
Instead—the world fell away.
The bed vanished. Cassius’s warmth vanished. The room, the tavern, the entire mortal realm—all of it dissolved into nothing.
When Maria opened her eyes, she was floating.
She was in an abyss—an endless void of darkness, without ground or sky or horizon. Stars twinkled in the distance, pinpricks of light in the infinite black.
And she was naked. Completely, utterly naked, without even the thin robe to cover her.
She gasped, crossing her arms over her chest, pressing her thighs together. But there was no one here to see her was there?
But just as she was wondering where she was—a voice called out to her
"Maria, darling."
The voice was beautiful. Melodious. Otherworldly. It came from everywhere and nowhere, wrapping around her like silk.
"Over here."
Maria turned.
A figure was floating toward her through the void—a woman of impossible beauty, surrounded by a soft, golden glow.
Her features were indistinct, blurred by radiance, but her presence was unmistakable.
It was the Goddess of Light.