Yae Miko, the devout miko, finds solace in her nightly rituals, but tonight, her body betrays her. As she chants her prayers, her fingers tremble, her voice quivers, not with devotion, but with the sinful thoughts plaguing her mind. She envisions her deity, his form towering and powerful, his hands strong and commanding. Her kimono falls to the floor, leaving her naked and vulnerable before the altar. She climbs atop, her body rubbing against the cold stone, as she spreads her legs, exposing her glistening slit. She fingers herself, her moans echoing through the silent temple, her body writhing in a dance of worship and debauchery, as she offers herself to her divine lover.