The Licentious Housewife Conquest System - ◆Conquering the Abbot (Part 2) (High H)

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The people in this world also have faith, but it is different from what Yang Shan originally thought. They do not worship Buddha, nor God, but a legendary god. It is said that this great god has the head of an eagle and the body of a human, with eight wings on his back. He holds a huge thunder hammer in each hand. Whenever the two hammers collide, countless bolts of lightning fall. He has the power to tear apart chaos and create heaven and earth. He is the creator god of this world and is revered by later generations as the "Thunder Ancestor".
On this continent, regardless of east, west, south, north, rich, poor, young, or old, everyone worships Lei Zu. Within the imperial palace, there is even a dedicated position of priest to "communicate" with Lei Zu. Outside the palace gates, all the temples, large and small, that enshrine Lei Zu's image are called Lei Zu Temples, where monks practice in seclusion and are appointed abbots, who are mostly followers of the emperor. These monks, who are followers of the emperor, chant scriptures and cultivate themselves daily, offering their pure bodies and the power of their faith to Lei Zu, praying for favorable weather, national peace, and prosperity—a practice said to be quite effective.
This monk, Miaoyue, was the abbot of one of the Leizu Temples. Actually, the profession of monk is more suitable for a submissive, as it requires strict abstinence from sexual activity, even masturbation is forbidden. One must be pure of heart and devout in serving the gods. For a submissive, this wouldn't be a problem, since their desires aren't as intense. But for a person of different genders, their unique physical structure means they are destined to be consumed by lust every day, unable to soothe themselves, making it even more unbearable and easily leading to promiscuity within the temple. Therefore, most temples don't allow people of different genders to enter. Like Miaoyue, he had to conceal his identity, pretending to be a submissive, to have stayed for so many years. Being appointed abbot further solidified his position, making it impossible for him to escape; he could only silently endure his suffering.
Let's get back to Miaoyue. He was originally a child from an ordinary family in the countryside. He was beautiful and gentle from a young age, and could be said to be good in every way. However, as an alien, he could not escape the fate of being discriminated against and bullied. Especially after his parents had another son, a male lead, he lost his place in the family. When his brother came of age, in order to let him marry a male lead from a local landlord family, his parents sold their property to raise money. Naturally, they also sold him out, or rather, gave him away for free.
Even if the villagers are poor, they are not willing to marry a stranger easily. Only those who are lazy, destitute, or have a bad character and cannot find a wife will be willing to marry a stranger. Of course, they don't have the money to buy one, but no one wants a stranger either. In order to save him from eating a single grain of food from the family, Miaoyue's parents hurriedly gave him to a scoundrel in the village.
He was naturally unwilling, but he had no choice but to marry her while crying. If things continued like this, at least he would have a home. But unexpectedly, that scoundrel bullied him and despised him. After only a few months, he kicked him out of the house and abandoned him.
With nowhere to go and years of grievances and despair, Miaoyue contemplated suicide. Reaching the riverbank, she saw Leizu Temple. The monks inside were peaceful and serene, their demeanor serene and beautiful. After some hesitation, Miaoyue abandoned her plan to jump into the river and instead decided to become a nun and enter Leizu Temple. However, Leizu Temple did not accept extraordinary individuals. Desperate, she traveled to the capital, a thousand miles away. No one there knew her, so she disguised herself and entered Leizu Temple as a prince. Unexpectedly, she possessed a real talent for this; during a ritual, she attracted a lightning strike, and her status rose rapidly. The elderly abbot even passed the position to her. At a young age, having only been in the temple for four years, she had already become the abbot, practically becoming a legend of Leizu Temple.
Standing higher had its advantages and disadvantages. The advantage was that in this temple, the other monks looked up to him, which made him feel a sense of self-worth and lessened his suffering. The disadvantage, however, stemmed from his body. His body was too wanton. It was alright before he married, but once married and deflowered, enduring it required twice the effort. Moreover, he was at the peak of his energy, and his body, deprived of nourishment for over four years, was incredibly thirsty. He was fine while chanting scriptures during the day, but at night, his body was always restless. The monks' rules were strict, and he couldn't relieve himself, making his suffering unbearable.
However, over the years, he has been searching for a solution amidst his suffering, and he has gradually come to some understanding. For example, whenever he can no longer bear it, he will take out the statue of Lei Zu, hold it to his chest, silently chant scriptures, think of the gods, and use his spiritual faith to suppress the lust of his body.
This led to the scene where Yang Shan saw him take out the statue.
Moreover... Yang Shan was quick-witted. Combining the information the system had just given him with the statue he had taken out, he understood immediately that Miao Yue was burning with desire!
This is wonderful! As the saying goes, it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. Yang Shan gave himself 32 thumbs up for his good luck!
Miaoyue clutched the statue in both hands, pressing it against the gauze on his chest. After hesitating for a moment, he sat on the edge of the bed. He looked flustered, his body trembling slightly, and his legs began to rub back and forth slightly. In the dim candlelight, beads of sweat on his smooth, delicate skin glittered with tiny sparkles, exuding an erotic atmosphere.
"Hoo... um..." Miaoyue tried to take a deep breath to cover up the moan that was about to come out. Even after so many years, he still couldn't get used to this sudden lust. His brows furrowed slightly involuntarily, and the red mole on his forehead seemed even more vivid and tempting.
He closed his eyes, slowly lay down on the bed, hugged the statue of Lei Zu with his arms, and unconsciously pressed it further down his bulging chest, his breathing becoming louder.
It was so agonizing. A surge of heat kept rising inside my body. My breasts, which I was used to being wrapped up, began to swell. I even felt like I couldn't breathe. My vagina was itchy and numb, and a little fluid slowly leaked out. My penis was also half-hard.
But you can't touch it.
Miaoyue's mouth was slightly open, his red lips vibrant, as he exhaled hot breaths. His body twisted slightly on the bed, seemingly trying to soothe himself through friction, but to no avail. His expression showed some pain, and a suppressed groan escaped his throat. The statue sank deeper into his chest. This sensation reminded him, and Miaoyue struggled to regain his senses. He pursed his lips and began to softly recite scriptures.
Yang Shan was almost amused by him. You've already buried your face in your chest, and you're still chanting scriptures. Are you afraid he won't feel it?
Fortunately, Miaoyue was unaware of Yang Shan's inner thoughts, or rather, fortunately, he was unaware that a stranger had seen him in his current state, otherwise he probably wouldn't have survived.
Miaoyue was used to chanting scriptures, but over the years she had developed some resistance to it. It was quite effective at first, but its effects had gradually diminished in the past year. Especially recently, it could only keep her conscious, and had little effect on her body. Waves of heat rose from nowhere and surged through her body. Sweat beaded on Miaoyue's forehead, her mouth was dry, and she was desperately swallowing her saliva.
“…so-called not…huff…not stopping the giving of form, not stopping, not stopping the giving of sound…ah…ha ah…sound, smell, taste, touch, mental objects…why, why…um…um…ha…” Miaoyue recited a passage of scripture intermittently, panting as she twisted her body on the bed, her waist swaying slowly, completely unaware of how lewd she was now.
Her chest was swollen and painful, almost unbearable. She desperately wanted to rub it, but such an action was strictly forbidden. Miaoyue couldn't help but feel irritated, forcibly suppressing the urge to massage her breasts. She simply pressed her hands tightly against the statue, assuming a praying posture. But whether intentionally or unintentionally, the statue seemed to slide back and forth between her breasts under her pressure. Miaoyue bit her lower lip, her head involuntarily tilting back, her breathing becoming even heavier. The statue pressed down on the gauze binding her breasts, so the sliding motion caused the gauze to sway as well. The rough surface rubbed slightly against her nipples, causing Miaoyue's body to tremble. She let out a whimper, and her hands tightened their grip even more, her thighs rubbing against each other, leaving a small wet patch on her underpants.
This scene broadened Yang Shan's horizons. If Miao Yue had made any bigger movements, it would have been no different from masturbating with a deity statue. But Miao Yue did not stop. He could not stop moving, but he dared not break the precept. He could only struggle to control himself. He maintained this range of motion, walking on the edge of the precept. He was both lewd and abstinent, which was extremely tempting.
Miaoyue knew he was wrong; as the abbot, he should set a good example. How could he behave like this? But he couldn't control himself. His body simply couldn't bear it. So he dared not think about it. Whether it was the sliding of the statue or the tightening of his thighs, he tried to clear his mind and only thought about the scriptures, as if these physical actions were happening naturally and had nothing to do with promiscuity. He didn't know if he was deceiving others or himself.
"Ugh..." His smooth skin was already soaked with sweat. Although his movements were not large, he couldn't help but start twisting his waist and even pulled the blanket next to him to cover himself. It wasn't because he was afraid of the cold, but because he wanted to use the twisting of his body to let more of his skin be rubbed by something, so as to soothe his restless body.
"...Hoo...Ah...Ah uh...Hmm..." With a place to rub against, Miaoyue twisted even more violently, even arching his body to make his bare abdomen press closer to the blanket above, rubbing even more intensely. The bed shook from his movements. His eyes were hazy, a little drool dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he gripped the statue tightly, desperately trying not to let his hands touch places he shouldn't. He tried hard to recall the scriptures he had long memorized, trying not to recall the feeling of being penetrated by a man after marriage.
Although it hurt a lot at the time, at least it was full...
Miaoyue's tightly closed eyes were slightly moist, or at least full. Her vagina felt so empty and itchy; the walls of her vagina kept contracting, longing for something to go inside and penetrate her, but nothing could...
"Waaah...waaah..." He whimpered helplessly, his body thrashing even more violently, but the blanket was too light. As he pushed himself up, the blanket followed suit. He couldn't even rub his genitals against it, let alone quench his thirst in his abdomen. He wanted to turn over and rub against the bed, but his last shred of reason told him that that would be breaking his vow. So he could only do this, like scratching an itch through a boot, it was incredibly uncomfortable.
"Ah...ah ah...God...God...ah..." Miaoyue couldn't help but slightly increase the speed of moving the statue, and his nipples were rubbed more by the gauze. He was so agitated that his back straightened and he shivered several times. His eyes were filled with tears, and he made a hungry moan in his throat. His body shook futilely on the bed, and even gradually turned into a jerking motion, as if there was an invisible man in his lower body who was inserting his penis into him. He couldn't help but make such movements to imitate it.
The dim candlelight cast his shadow on the wall, revealing a dark figure and a bundle of bedding rolled together, moving constantly even though no one was inside.
"Ah...ah...it's so hard..." Miaoyue sobbed softly, "I...I can't hold back anymore...ah...really...sob...this time...this time why...ah ah..."
He finally rolled over, kicked off the covers, rolled them into a ball, clamped them between his legs, and tremblingly pressed his erect penis against the covers. "Ah! Ahh... God... God..." Miaoyue cried, "God... save me... save me... God... ah... it hurts..."
He almost couldn't resist rubbing his penis against the blanket, but his remaining rationality and the habits he had developed over the past four years stopped him. He stopped crying and pressed the blanket tighter against his penis, while his breasts were also pressed down and trembled uncontrollably inside the gauze.
The pressure of the blanket brought a little comfort, but the situation didn't improve much. His breasts were still painfully swollen, his penis was even more erect, his underwear was soaked, and his vagina was opening and closing, feeling unbearably empty. He rolled around on the bed, wrapped in the blanket, tears streaming down his face.
Suddenly, Miaoyue lay on her side on the bed, clutching the blanket, and didn't move at all. Yang Shan thought she had fainted, but when he adjusted the focus and zoomed in, he found that Miaoyue's eyes were tightly closed, she was sweating profusely, her eyelashes were trembling violently, and her whole body was red. He was trembling and tensing up, his lower lip was almost bitten until it bled, and he was trying to force himself to endure until his desire subsided!

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