Genshin Feet, english version

Rosaria x Barbara - Divine Punishment

She was bouncing happily in the evening breeze, humming one of the latest tuness he was testing.Barbara felt in seventh heaven after a long evening spent in the company of her admirers, without the tedious restrictions of the other sisters.In particular, the simple thought of Sister Victoria made her lips curl into a smile.The nun now lay warm in her bed, unaware of her unscheduled little trip. This added a pleasant taste of forbidden, the icing on the cake of her escapade.Looking at the great moon above the Barbatos statue, Barbara began to jump towards the cathedral; she could enter from the main door without problems, Otto, the knight on guard, knew very well about her trips out of town.Arriving at the top of the stairs, Barbara stopped short.Otto was not his seat, the door was closed. She gasped in a cold sweat, but forced herself to calm down. Maybe the knight was making a check-up, or maybe they had called him back to the castle.Either way, she had to find a way in.She was still thinking about these things when something hit her in the back of the head. Barbara barely had time to feel a pang of pain, and she passed out.«I thought it would be more difficult» Rosaria tapped her cheek with her fingers, admiring Sister Victoria who finished placing the "guilty"«Do you really want to complain?» replied the nun, smiling with satisfaction. The naughty little girl was tied tightly, her little body unable to escape«Of course not» Rosaria stood up, stretching «you tied her up tightly»she looked over at Barbara, immobilized from head to toe.She was closed in a pillory, the torso was fastened by large straps, one under the breast and the other at the hips. The arms were locked at the sides, while the legs were a little raised, tightened by other large belts at the ankles, knees, pelvis«Yes, but I was short on time» Sister Victoria smiled. Rosaria felt a shiver down her spine.She wasn't sure that, in Barbara's condition, she would be free herself, and she had no desire to test her possibilities.Victoria's reputation was more than enough for her not to contradict it«Are we waiting for her to wake up, or will we help her?» Rosaria asked. A sadistic light lit up in the other nun's eyes, and another long shiver ran through the red-haired sister's body.Victoria took a bucket, filled it with water, and threw it in Barbara's face«What happens?! Where ... » the young girl opened her eyes, spitting «what's going on ?! Help! Why am I tied up ?!»Rosaria felt the excitement growing in her chest, she silenced the deaconess with her hand, whispering to her«You're here because you're a little sinner, and you have to pay for your crimes» the redhead enjoyed Barbara's terrified gaze to the full.When a couple of tears rolled over the edge of her eyes, Rosaria licked her lips, suppressing a laugh«I ... I'll tell Sister Victoria!» the deaconess screamed hysterically, forcing her small body against the bonds «and ... and she ...»«Yup? What will I do when you tell me?» Victoria peeked out, the flight a mask of pure, sadistic satisfaction.At that sight, Barbara turned so pale that Rosaria feared she would faint again. The two were no longer contained, and burst into a long, triumphant laugh.The red-haired nun proceeded as agreed. She unzipped and took off the blonde's shoes with studied slowness, revealing her small, delicate feet«What can I say ... I knew it» Rosaria snorted enviously. Barbara's feet were white, smooth and soft even to the eye.She barely ran a finger under the plant, and the other winced and screamed«Stop, stop, stop! Tickle no! Please, no tickle!» Rosaria couldn't help but laugh at her sister's terrified gaze«And why should we tickle you?» the redhead asked, waving her nails near the other's feet.Barbara struggled to get away, but all she could do was cover one foot with the other, screaming every time she saw her toes approach her soles.«The ... the nobles ...» she began, barely holding back the tears «were being punished ... and tortured with tickles, right?»Sister Victoria stood next to Rosaria, the red-head nun saw what she was holding«You're right, arrogant bitch, but nuns are punished in another way ...»the blonde barely opened her mouth to reply that two thin wooden sticks hit her feet«Aaaaaaaah! It hurts! Aaaaaaaaaaah! No!» unable to restrain herself, Barbara began to cry in pain«Look here!» Rosaria admired, not without licking her lips with satisfaction, the scarlet mark left by the stick«Eh ... washing your feet with milk and mint has this effect» Victoria gave another blow «the sign remains, when they punish you»«True, let's see on the heel ...» Rosaria hits too, leaving a red mark in her heel.Barbara was screaming with all her might, her face a mask of pain and tears«Please, please, please stop! It hurts, it hurts terribly!»the two did not listen, with a silent sign of understanding they began to hit the blonde's feet, varying strength and target with each shot«Aaaaaaaah! Ahiiiiiiiii! It's too bad aaaaaaaaaah! Nooooooo! Toes no, toes no ... aaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Ahiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Stop stop!»Rosaria was struggling to hold back the moans of passion and satisfaction at that show.That damn bitch, that arrogant little infamous, finally forced to use that voice she was so proud of for a concert worthy of her«It'll be enough when we say it» Victoria, next to her, was breathless with excitement.Her feet now red and throbbing with pain, the blonde stared at the ceiling, her face filled with tears.Rosaria could not stand it anymore, a long, satisfied moan of pleasure came out loudly. She had to look away, or she wouldn't have restrained herself for long«A good show, right?» Victoria's hand encircled her chest, fiddling with a nipple. The red-head nun felt her legs melt. She nodded«But now you need a little rest, right?» the other pointed to their victim. Rosaria could not even speak anymore, she went to Barbara's feet and placed two fingers on them.A thin mist spread from her index fingers, the blonde jumped a little, but then grumbled with satisfaction.The cold, evoked by the powers of her Vision, eased the pain of those little feet. Until it was much, much more«Rosaria ... cold ... too cold!» Barbara began to squeak again, to the delight of the redhead «stop! Please stop! I don't feel my feet anymore! Burn! Aaaaaaaaah! Noooooo! Please just aaaaaaaaaaaaa!»Rosaria broke away a moment before all that cold could be dangerous, admiring the new spectacle of even paler feet«Do you want to see something even more beautiful?» Victoria took some thin ropes, and began to tie Barbara's toes one by one, pulling them back until her soles were stretched to the limit.As the sensitivity returned to the blonde's extremities, so did the annoyance at the new position. Then the pain replaced the discomfort, the pain replaced the pain, until Barbara screamed and moved again in an attempt to free herself.«Why?! Why are you doing this to me!?» Rosaria found it unbelievable how many tears that little girl had «please! What did I do wrong!?»Victoria put down her cane, taking a nine-tailed leather whip instead. She approached his victim at a slow pace, snapping his weapon«What have you done wrong? Try to think, try to use that brain of yours for once!»before she could speak, the whip struck her tense feet.Barbara screamed so loudly she was heard throughout the cathedral, rolling her eyes and shaking her head as if possessed«You didn't do anything wrong, no» Victoria struck again, on the other foot «you never make a mistake, you never make a mistake, you never do anything!»other blows, which made the blond nun's skin redden again, and forced her to scream without being able to make a sound«You ... please, enough ... I can't take it anymore ...» it was difficult to understand what she was saying, between tears and moans.Rosaria felt a sense of pleasure and satisfaction that she did not think possible, and only biting her tongue prevented her from moaning like a bitch in heat.«That's enough? Oh yes, because you decide when enough is enough!» Victoria was the image of the fury «you direct that choir of young bitches like you, you do those damned concerts in front of the drooling crowd, but you don't make yourself useful for anything! You don't clean up, you don't pray, you don't confess horny drunkards! We do that!»by now the white of Barbara's feet had been replaced by the fiery red, and the young nun could no longer even cry or moan in pain.Caught by a sudden idea, Rosaria retrieved a chair and positioned herself next to their victim. She kicked off her shoes, lifting her veiled feet to other sister's face«I think you can start making amends like this ...» the redhead giggled, poking Barbara's nose with her big toe.Barbara's face became a mask of disgust, she turned her mouth to get as far away as possible«Lick» Victoria lifted her whip «suck those feet, or I swear I'll whip you!»Rosaria jumped a little, when Barbara's tongue really began to travel, shy and awkward, her ends wrapped in stockings.The redhead felt shaken to her bones as moans and obscene noises came out of her mouth like a raging river.Without thinking, she slipped one foot between Barbara's lips, thrusting deep as she rubbed the other hard all over her victim's face.Only when the young nun was about to throw up, and she had had a profuse and liberating orgasm, was she satisfied and let her go.«Please ... please, pity» Barbara spat, fighting the retching «mercy ... please, I can't»«Oh sure, we'll have pity on you» Victoria took Rosaria's place in the chair, taking off her shoes too «you'll make amends for all of us, for all the thirty sisters who break their backs from morning to night!»the blonde opened her mouth to protest, but immediately found it closed by the Sister's Victoria foot wrapped in stocking.Rosaria, unsteady on her legs, let her amuse herself as she went to call all the sisters.It was going to be a long, long day for Barbara.