Getting Ravaged by the Virgin-Freak Father of Light
Avendot carried a history so colossal that every last player in the game knew him by his nickname: Father of Light.
When Cartrea, the Hevnia Holy Kingdom's hostile neighbor, had declared war, he'd been the first to charge the front lines — crushing enemy skulls with nothing but his two bare fists and throwing himself into rescuing the refugees caught in the slaughter.
Hamalon had been saved in the course of that campaign, and having lost both her parents, she was adopted — a daughter sharing not a single drop of his blood, whom he'd poured unstinting devotion and love into raising, no differently from his own flesh and blood.
And now that very man — Father of Light, Avendot himself...
"Sleeping so soundly, are we, Hamalon? Yes... don't wake. Keep right on sleeping. It will all be over... soon enough."
In that skin-crawling voice, snickering low in his throat, he flung his trousers aside and was already walking toward the bed where I lay.
This mood, this setup — anyone could see where it was headed, right? Quasi-incest: an adoptive father nursing lust for the daughter who'd bloomed into full womanhood the moment she came of age, and finally moving to devour her. If a route like that had existed in Holy Eos, I could at least have understood it. But no such story existed anywhere in the game — and the man doing it was Avendot, the Father of Light himself, no less? Naturally, my body had frozen solid right there, too stunned and scrambled to move a single muscle.
"You've grown up so pretty. Pretty enough to make your old daddy's cock go red and stiff like this."
The instant I cracked my eyes open to the thinnest possible sliver, there it was — a cock of length and girth beyond any comparison to Extra's or Karti's, hovering right in front of my nose.
'Holy shit! What the hell IS that?!'
Avendot was built with a proper gut on him. Supposedly men with that body type averaged on the small side, their dicks buried under the fat — so which part of this thing, exactly, was supposed to be small? It was, quite literally, a deadly weapon.
"Snnnfff... haah... what a wonderful scent. The smell that keeps Daddy's cock nice and angry."
He settled my hair onto his palm and buried his nose in deep, greedily drinking me in — and all the while I had no choice but to breathe in the musk rolling off the cock looming in my bleary field of vision. It wasn't quite as rancid as the stench off Karti's, but a wet trickle ran down all the same, and that alone was plenty to set this Saintess body — purpose-built to be a cum dump — responding.
"I've waited such a long time. I am your father, after all — and your first belongs to this Daddy."
Pardon? The first you're waiting for got taken by Extra #1 ages ago, though, sir?
"You haven't given it to anyone, have you, Hamalon? Because I truly believe this Daddy would be ever so sad."
He was about to devour the adopted daughter he'd raised like his own flesh — and yet his voice stayed tender for no reason at all. Granted, the deep, heavy breathing threaded through it ruined the whole performance.
Shlick-shlick-shlick-!! And then he began waving his cock, utterly shameless, inches from his daughter's face.
Just how long had he been waiting to eat Hamalon? Every time his pumping fist slid up near the glans, pre-cum all but indistinguishable from real semen beaded at the tip — and then dribbled down in a slow, glistening thread.
"Now, this is Daddy's scent. Remember it well in your dreams."
He rubbed the fluid smeared on his fingers against my nose.
'M-my body...♡ It's pulling this bullshit again...♡'
As if it had been waiting for exactly this, my womb dropped with a heavy thud and my love juices came flooding out in a rush. The panties I wore lost their entire function from a single whiff of that pre-cum.
"Mm, the naughty smell is trembling. Someone must be having a lovely dream, hm, Hamalon?"
Having scented my arousal, Avendot shifted around between my legs, still lazily stroking himself — and then spread them wide open into a perfect M. His rough hand plunged into my nightdress without a shred of hesitation, caught both sides of my panties, and stripped them down in one motion.
The sudden hollowness between my thighs had me trying, on pure reflex, to clamp my legs shut—
"It's all right, Hamalon. It's only Daddy, after all."
But that enormous bulk had already wedged itself between my legs, and there was nothing at all I could do. A heartbeat later he'd hiked my skirt up over my hips and let out a chuckle of deep satisfaction.
"Soaked clean through. Did Daddy's scent feel that good to you? What a good girl. Snnnnfff... pahaaah...♡"
'Quit shoving your nose in there... enough already...♡'
"Daddy's cock feels ready to burst. But my daughter's pussy is precious — it mustn't be allowed to tear."
From the moment that sharp bridge of his nose touched the soft inner flesh of my pussy, I could feel a moan clawing for the exit. I had to smother it, whatever it took — because if he caught on that I was awake, something far, far crueler would be waiting for me.
'There's no way out of this... is there. No chance in hell I beat that muscle-pig meathead with nothing but starter skills.'
"I'll loosen you up nice and slow, Hamalon."
Squelch-!!
"Hngh...♡"
I tried to bite the moan down, but just two fingers pushing inside filled my pussy completely — and it slipped out anyway.
"Feeling Daddy's touch even while you sleep. My, my. You've grown up so very well."
Avendot, looking all the more pleased for it, grinned wide and began moving his fingers with slow, deliberate care. Those two fingers were, for all intents and purposes, the exact thickness of the cock that had been inside me earlier that day — and when rough, hardened calluses started scraping my walls with every gentle stir, I thought I would lose my mind.
'Hold the moan... I-I have to hold it...♥'
He had absolutely no idea that I was watching him through slitted eyes, lips clamped tight, as he studied my pussy like a specimen and stirred it.
"Let me stir you a little faster, then."
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch-!!
'I-I'm going insaaane...♡ I'm already... c-coming...♥'
"Does it feel good here, Hamalon? The moment I press this spot, you clamp down like you're trying to snap Daddy's finger right off."
He'd found my weak spot in a single stroke, and now he pressed down on it over and over, rubbing it this way and that — grinding it out the way you'd stub a cigarette ember dead under the tip of your toe.
'If just his fingers do this much... can I possibly withstand that cock...?'
Dread swept over me. When that thing actually entered me, would I hold on to my sanity? Or would my mind give out entirely, leaving behind nothing but a yelping bitch in heat?
If it came to that, the adventure of my own that I'd been dreaming of mere minutes ago would curdle into a worthless fantasy — and I'd be the official public cum dump of Hevnia, run through in endless gangbang trains by every man in the kingdom. I had sworn to keep my sanity to the very end no matter what it took, and yet—
"Hnnnghhh♥"
SPLURT-!!
Avendot's merciless fingering wrung a fountain out of me. It sprayed all over his face, of course — and instead of recoiling, he opened his mouth wide and took every last drop of my squirt head-on, then worked his Adam's apple without pause to gulp it all down.
"Haa... so sweet. The sweetest thing I have ever tasted. I do believe one could call this the Saintess's holy water."
Whether that hadn't been enough for him, he smacked his lips and yanked both of my legs wide apart.
"Can you give this Daddy some more, Hamalon?"
With that absurd little murmur he smashed his face straight into my pussy—
"Chwuruuuup...♡"
—and set his tongue dancing in dazzling flourishes, lapping at every wall inside me in every direction at once.
'H-how can a human tongue... move like that...♡ That's just... not possiblleee♥'
The tongue was bad enough — the real problem was my clit, which the tip of his nose was crushing without a shred of mercy. I still hadn't adapted to stimulation there; the lightest brush alone was nearly enough to finish me. And he had that spot pinned hard and ground it side to side, so my pussy quivered and quaked, cheap and shameless, with no regard for my will whatsoever.
"Shlurrrp...♡ Shluuuuuuup...♡"
'S-stop suckiiing♥ My pussy's...♡ g-gonna get sucked riight off meee♥'
This was dangerous. At this rate, I was going to spew moans from nothing more than having my pussy eaten.
"How are you this delicious, Hamalon? What an extraordinary filial daughter you are — pleasing this Daddy so wonderfully."
Well, sure. Put garbage in your mouth and saliva comes out. That's just how mouths work.
"Chwuruuup...♡ So sweet. So very sweet."
Having delivered his verdict on my juices in that brief murmur, he spread me wide open with both thumbs. I could feel my entrance twitching and fluttering with awful, vivid clarity — and the room's air touching it there, mingled with Avendot's hot breath, was enough to drive me out of my mind.
"At this rate, you'll take this Daddy's cock just beautifully."
I had to stall — at least until my body settled down.
"Mmm..."
Murmuring like someone talking in her sleep, I rolled onto my side. It bought me the chance to press my legs together, and the maddening stimulation slowly began to ebb.
"That won't do, Hamalon. It will be over soon, so lie still like a good girl."
The instant his hand clamped around my ankle, I drove my other heel into Avendot's jaw with everything I had.
"Kuhk—!"
His head snapped backward — and the moment his grip went slack—
"Mmmmh... it's cooold..."
—I dragged the blanket up over my shoulders by force.
"Your sleep-talking has gotten rather foul, hasn't it? Not a becoming look for a Saintess, Hamalon."
Buy a little more time, and I felt like I might actually endure it when the cock finally went in. The question was how, exactly, to spend the time I was buying.
"Feeling that cold, are we? It's all right, Hamalon. Daddy will warm you up presently."
I gripped the blanket tight from the inside so he couldn't peel it off me, but—
Riiip-!!
Against that monstrous strength, it was meaningless. The blanket tore to shreds like so much paper.
Fuck. Balance patch. Please. Nerf this man.
No wonder the rumor had made the rounds among players that he'd bullied his way into the Central Church eldership on raw strength alone. How was that a level of power any human being could produce?
"Now — spread your legs for me, slowly."
And so I was spread open before that thing once more, and a glans too thick to wrap a single hand around tapped against my entrance.
Schlrrrk-!!
'F-fuck, that hurts...!'
As the glans worked its way in, I heard, with terrible clarity, the sound of my entrance stretching to its absolute limit — and with it came a pain that wrenched my brows together whether I liked it or not. This thing was actually going inside me. If just the head, barely started in, did all this... maybe I really would end up a mindbroken bitch after all?
"I'll put it in on three. One... two..."
SHLOMP-!!
"HYAAAAAAAHHH♥"
This bald, forty-something muscle pig had promised to push in on three — and buried it to the root the instant he said two. With a pain like my pussy splitting in half, the moment every last inch was inside me, an intense moan ripped out of my throat in a single beat.
The problem was that my eyes flew wide open too.
"Hamalon. So you were awake all along."
"F-Father...♡ Why would you... wh-why are you doing this...?!"
"Repaying the grace of the man who raised you — that is a child's duty, is it not?"
"St-stop it... please...♡ I-I'm begging yooou...♡"
It had come to this, so I begged for all I was worth, desperate to talk my way out of the sex entirely.
"But then — how did this Daddy's cock slide straight in, hm? And where, exactly, has your hymen gone, Hamalon?"
The moment he registered the hymen's absence, Avendot stopped listening to a word I said. The face that had worn that soft, unhurried smile twisted in an instant — and I could feel something very much like fury boiling up inside it. I prayed to every god it was only my imagination.
"Which bastard did you give it to."
"F-Father... no, that's not—"
"I gave everything I had to raise you... made your dream of becoming a Saintess come true... and this is how..."
KRRRK-!!
"AAAAAHHH!"
At some point he'd seized both my wrists, and now he squeezed down with mindless, crushing force, as if intending to snap them like kindling.
"How dare you... spread your legs for any man who comes along? Ahh, I see it now. I picked up a whore from the very start."
GRRRNK-!!
"Hyiiik♥ M-my womb...♡"
The head rammed up against my cervix in one thrust. Even then the cock showed no intention of stopping, driving deeper and deeper, violently crushing my womb as though to burst it open.
"Nothing to be done about it. I'll make this a loose, ruined whore pussy and turn you into my own personal cum sleeve."
"F-Father... please... stop..."
"Silence!"
THWAP-!!
"HNGOOOOOH♥"
The moment our flesh met, melded into one, a shameless moan no different from any bitch in heat burst out of me.