The Climax of the Ritual
"Hyaaaaah!!"
The moment Minwoo pulled his fingers from Line's pussy, her hips shot up high off the bed. At the same time, a fountain of fluid erupted from between her legs like a geyser. Squirt! Squiiiirt!
"Hiiit...! Hwiiiit...!"
The squirting went on for quite a while. Even though Minwoo wasn't touching her anymore, Line trembled all over like a patient in the throes of a seizure, spraying more and more.
"Line...! M-Minwoo, sir! What in the world is happening? Is Line okay?!"
For the viscount, this was probably a sight he'd never witnessed before. Selton Viscount flailed about helplessly as he watched his wife convulse.
"Calm down, Viscount Selton. The ritual is proceeding perfectly without any issues. Your wife's reaction right now is simply proof that she's extremely healthy as a woman."
"I-Is that so? But why does she look so agonized...?"
"No, it's the opposite. She's reveling in an intense pleasure she's never felt before. Look at her face..."
"Line..."
Where Minwoo's finger pointed, Line lay with her eyes half-rolled back from the overwhelming ecstasy, letting out bizarre screams.
"Hiiiik! Hwiiiit...!"
For the final part of the physical exam, Minwoo had inspected her pussy and womb. Grandiose words aside, it just amounted to him stirring his fingers wildly inside her. And when he focused on the spot that made her react especially hard—what he figured was her G-spot—Line climaxed effortlessly.
What Minwoo didn't know was that this was Line's first true orgasm ever. He'd mercilessly poked the G-spot of a woman who'd never even had a proper one before, so passing out was only natural.
It took quite a long time before Line's body finally calmed down.
"Haaa... haaaah..."
"Feeling better now, madam?"
"Th-This... I... what on earth..."
"Don't worry. You just briefly lost consciousness during the exam. No problems at all—rest easy."
"I-I see... Sorry... I must have made a fool of myself..."
"It's fine. Everyone reacts like that at this stage."
Minwoo wiped the pussy juice off his hands with his usual businesslike demeanor, then continued.
"I'll give you the results of the exam, Viscount. Fortunately, your wife is perfectly healthy and has no issues conceiving a child with you. If you complete the remaining ritual without a hitch, the two of you will have a healthy baby, no problem."
"R-Really!? Th-Thank you so much...!"
"No need... It's my job, after all."
Selton Viscount and Line were overjoyed at the news they could have a child. Of course, Minwoo—watching them—was enjoying it even more.
"Pfft... Ahem... Anyway, madam, you'll need to endure a bit more for the remaining ritual. Viscount, please keep cheering her on to give her strength."
"Got it...! Line, hang in there!"
"Y-Yes... I'll... try a little harder...!"
Kukuku... This is driving me insane...
Minwoo could barely hold back his laughter at the sight of the couple thanking him profusely, oblivious to how he'd toyed with his beloved wife like a ragdoll. But since he'd started the act, he wanted to see it through. Channeling an imperial official to the end, he spoke in a gruff tone.
"Madam. This is the final stage. Just follow my instructions perfectly, and everything will be fine. Come over here."
"Yes... Please take care of me."
Minwoo instructed Line on the position: head on the pillow, face down, ass raised high. No explanation needed—it was pure doggy style for rear entry.
"I-Is this right?"
"Perfect. Stay just like that. Don't move a muscle, or the ritual might fail."
"Yes...! I won't move an inch...!"
Line's face flushed beet red at the shameful pose, but for the sake of having the viscount's child, she replied firmly. Selton Viscount watched her with a moved expression.
"Then... let's begin the final ritual."
With those words, Minwoo dropped his pants and pulled out his fully erect cock.
"M-Minwoo, sir? What are you—?!"
Selton Viscount freaked out at the sudden reveal of Minwoo's dick.
"Relax, Viscount. This is all part of the ritual. Everything I do is correct... Forgot already?"
"Ah..."
Selton Viscount's eyes glazed over at Minwoo's words.
This part's the real test, huh.
Everything had gone smoothly up to now, but this was the crux. Would Selton Viscount—whose desire for Line had been fulfilled—accept hypnosis that invaded his pride?
Minwoo was about to get his answer.
"Listen well, Viscount. I will have sex with your wife and inject my semen into her womb. That's the final ritual for conceiving a child. Understand?"
"..."
After a brief silence, Selton Viscount slowly spoke.
"...Yes. Minwoo, sir must have sex with Line and inject your semen into Line's womb so that Line and I can have a child. Understood."
"Then... it's okay if I fuck your wife?"
"...Yes. Please... have sex with Line."
Minwoo smirked faintly at the dazed, nodding viscount.
"...Good. Now, I'll ask the madam."
"Hyaut...!"
Minwoo placed his hand on Line's moon-like raised ass and said,
"Madam, to conceive the viscount's child, you must mate with me. Accept my cock in your pussy and take my semen into your womb. Do you agree?"
"I-I..."
Even in her hypnotized state, Line stammered, unable to answer properly. Truth be told, she was a risk factor. Minwoo had boosted her affection for Selton by messing with her sense of smell, but one could argue he'd artificially created the desire.
"Do you agree?"
Minwoo emphasized it again. Then,
"...Yes. For the sake of my child with Selton, I will mate with Minwoo, sir, and accept your semen into my womb."
"Perfect. Very good."
Thankfully, unlike his worries, Line fell under the hypnosis too. Minwoo sighed inwardly in relief.
Another hypothesis confirmed: Targets whose desires are fulfilled accept even hypnosis directly opposing their pride.
Minwoo had just proven it.
"Then... the final ritual begins."
Minwoo aimed the tip of his burning pillar-like cock at Line's pussy entrance. Thanks to the "physical exam," she was drenched beyond belief, juices overflowing down her thighs.
Minwoo took a light breath, then thrust his hips forward with a sharp hup!
"...!!"
A massive moan exploded from Line's mouth—so loud it seemed to echo through the entire mansion.
...
"Hweeeeek...!! Hrrggggh...!"
Every time flesh slapped against flesh, enormous moans poured from Line's lips. No, they were beyond normal moans now. They were just beastly howls.
Meanwhile, Minwoo shook his hips violently but spoke calmly, like he was appraising something.
"Hmm... So red fox tribe females cry out like this during mating. Good reference material. Now, howl even more sluttily! Your loving husband is watching!"
"Higiiiiiiik!?"
As Minwoo barked and slammed even harder, Line rolled her eyes back and screeched.
It had started close to doggy, but now Minwoo was pinning her ass down from above. Line no longer had the strength to hold herself up on her knees.
The pillow where her face was buried was soaked with tears and drool. One hand gripped the bedsheet, the other crushed Selton Viscount's hand as Line clung to her last threads of sanity.
"Line...! Just a bit more...!"
"Hweeek... haaaah..."
Selton Viscount tried to cheer her on, but Line seemed too exhausted to even respond.
Minwoo's movements stopped.
"Hmm... Looks like the madam’s stamina is at its limit, so time for the ritual's final phase. Viscount, stay by her side and keep cheering so she doesn't lose consciousness."
"Y-Yes... Line, it's almost over. Just hold on a little longer...!"
"Haaah... hnnng..."
Minwoo flipped Line's near-exhausted body onto her back. Then he spread her legs wide into a massive M-shape.
"Hnnng..."
With her toes nearly reaching her head level, her ass naturally lifted a bit. It was a humiliating pose that fully exposed her most private parts.
But Line, with her mind half-gone, couldn't even feel shame anymore.
"Hmm..."
Maybe not quite satisfied with the position, Minwoo tilted his head briefly before clapping and turning to Selton Viscount.
"Hmm... I'll need a little help from you, Viscount. Mind coming up here for a sec?"