The Virgin Goddess's Complicated Recovery
Ignoring the virgin goddess’s scream at the sudden kiss, I drove my tongue deep into her mouth along with a massive surge of divine power, rapidly restoring her body. Her vitality blazed forth, mingling with mine and wrapping around her entire form.
The body of an intermediate lord god’s purest innate divine power and vitality had left her on death’s door, yet it revived as if reborn, exactly as expected of a divine being specialized in defense and recovery. Still, reflecting the divine power she had expended, her thirteen pairs of wings of light glowed dimly, flickering like failing fluorescent bulbs.
Supplying vitality or divine power through the mouth can restore the body, but it is nowhere near enough to recover a lord god’s divine power. Left alone, recovering from the damage inflicted by Lord Slayer would take more than a century. That would throw everything into chaos—from the authority’s Blessed Breastmilk to the duties of the Divine Realm Management Lord God.
“Haa… This is truly a headache.”
I had to supply a vast quantity of divine power and vitality to the virgin goddess, who was frozen in terror, utterly overwhelmed by the immense pleasure flooding her body. Even a kiss does this to her. If I tried to pour it directly into her womb, she would resist with everything she had. Even during the Devotion Pledge she had hidden in the back, refusing to let me see her naked.
Sure enough, the moment her body recovered she began thrashing, trying to break free. It is unconscious resistance, but she is a powerful goddess; naturally subduing her is no simple task.
In the end, the Dimensional Lord mobilized every ounce of his power to lock the surrounding space and completely bind her body. With only her eyes able to blink and her voice silenced, he lifted the hem of her skirt completely and raised her lower body into the air. The raised skirt covered her upper body entirely, leaving only her face—twisted in utter horror—exposed.
In his own temple, while still in a normal, unaroused state after absorbing excessive vitality, her bare lower half was now revealed in front of her friends and the male gods. Only a small pair of underwear, elegantly embroidered with jewel-like patterns, covered her most intimate place. The sight seemed to shock even her.
The battle goddesses started in alarm and moved to intervene, but one glance at my ice-cold expression froze them in place. They now understand what will happen if they interfere with this unwanted treatment—treatment I must perform to maintain the enhanced Blessed Breastmilk and the divine power required for the Divine Realm Management Lord God’s work.
Her skin, whiter than fresh snow, and her long, slender legs were impossibly alluring. The triangular gap between her thighs and sex seemed to beg to be filled. Yet even though my title had activated and strengthened me, the surrounding circumstances, status, and convictions forced me to endure. The annoyance of the situation refused to fade.
With a smooth motion I slid her underwear down, exposing the golden pubic hair that gleamed over her sex. Confirming that her pink folds already glistened faintly with love juice from the vitality and divine power I had poured into her mouth, I roughly thrust two fingers into her entrance.
Though completely restrained, she still managed—as expected of a goddess—to partially free her body control. She trembled violently, trying to escape. Her face is filled with terror and she wants to scream, but I silenced her long ago. I despise noise.
When her hymen blocked the invading fingers I shook my head. At this rate, even if I inject a massive amount of vitality it will only backflow, blocked by her maiden barrier. I let out a sigh, thinking how she complicated everything.
The battle goddesses watched the virgin goddess flail with a face that looked ready to scream and clearly wanted to help her. Yet seeing my exhausted expression and sigh, they could only stand there, uncertain what to do.
To urgently treat a virgin goddess who took serious damage while enduring Lord Slayer, a massive infusion of vitality from an upper lord god or higher is obviously required. Recovery is fastest when the very lord god who injured her performs the treatment. The process may look like forced violation, so intervention seems necessary, yet my completely desireless face and eyes burning with irritation appear to give them pause.
She is far too bothersome. If she were not a lord god level or higher powerhouse absolutely necessary to my divine realm, I would not have tolerated her even if she had submitted. Because she is strong I have shown some leniency; had a mere high god charged at me like this, I would have killed her and reclaimed the divine power.
The leniency will not last much longer. It will be difficult, but if the conditions are presented properly I can now recruit even lord gods. The problem is that since they are not natives of this divine realm, their administrative ability and control are markedly inferior.
The correct answer is to make maximum use of the goddesses. The Devotion Pledge and Blessed Breastmilk are also involved. Because of the secrecy contract with these supremely noble goddesses, I cannot speak first, nor is there any guarantee they will accept. Still, the look on my face makes it clear that if they keep provoking my temper I will not remain idle.
When I openly displayed my extreme reluctance to perform even this treatment, they fell silent. To supply a large quantity of vitality I must remove the virgin goddess’s hymen, insert my member, and pour it directly into her womb.
Having reached that conclusion, I seized both her legs with divine power and spread them wide apart.
“Hup—!”
The virgin goddess was so startled and panicked that she broke through my intermediate lord god body control and cried out. Ignoring her rejection, I lifted her legs higher and pressed the head of my member against her entrance. The glans brushed her clitoris; the soft flesh of her opening parted little by little, enveloping my tip.
The earlier infusion through her mouth has already coated her sufficiently for smooth entry. One thrust and I would pierce her hymen and reach her womb.
But then I was surprised.
“N-no… Please… at least my purity… please!”
She had overcome the body control of a dimensional intermediate lord god. An ordinary lord god was speaking and acting. Moreover, she desperately moved both hands to block her entrance, preventing my member from pushing inside.
Without a parallel divine power connection of upper lord god rank or higher, no one should be able to resist my dimensional space domination, yet this virgin goddess was overcoming a gap of more than two stages alone. Is it that only her divine power is low, while the strength of her authority and will have already reached upper lord god level?
Indeed, these are formidable beings whose current ordinary lord god divinity is not their limit; their will is evaluated as intermediate god or higher. Tears streamed down her face as she stared at me with desperate eyes. Her trembling hands, still resisting body control, shook weakly while trying to block my member.
It was such a feeble resistance that the slightest pressure would let my member destroy her hymen, reach her womb, and supply vitality with ease. I have no interest whatsoever in the purity of a goddess who, caught up in emotion, nearly forgot the duty of the Divine Realm Management Lord God.
I pressed downward. My glans easily broke through the resistance of her hands and drove into her sex. It spread her entrance completely and began to press slowly against her hymen.
Despair flooded the virgin goddess’s face. She shook her head violently from side to side as tears continued to pour down her cheeks.
At that moment Granraha’s urgent voice rang out.
“Her virginity is directly linked to the authority she held as a goddess in her previous divine realm. If she loses it, even after becoming the Main God of the Divine Realm that authority will not awaken. It will not matter once she becomes the Main God, but if she loses it now she can never obtain it. Please heal her by another method.”
My member froze. The glans, already inside her insufficiently lubricated passage, halted just before tearing her hymen. I stared at her tear-streaked face, demanding with my eyes whether it was true. She nodded frantically.
Seeing a face that looked as if it had returned from death, I clicked my tongue, withdrew my member, and examined her hymen. Fortunately there was no damage. I confirmed that part of her authority was indeed sealed there like a lock.
These goddesses are truly troublesome. Layer upon layer of seals and hidden truths. The more I uncover, the larger the burden grows.
Only then did the battle goddesses breathe audible sighs of relief. Yet I lifted the lower body of the virgin goddess—who looked as if she had died and been resurrected—straight up at a right angle and fixed it before my eyes. I spread her sex wider and used my fingers to open the entrance so I could clearly see the hymen inside.
“Hiiiiik—!”
The virgin goddess screamed at the sudden action, but that was all. I detest stopping midway and having to do it again later. In the past she may have been a highest lord god or above. If problems arise or the seal releases later it will become an even greater headache.
Having seen Gaiana—who had once been a creator-class goddess and highest god of a planet—I knew I must verify everything thoroughly. I spread her maximally opened passage once more with my fingers and inspected the hymen directly.
“Kyaa! Kyaaaa—!”
The virgin goddess’s attempts to cover herself with her hands meant nothing; I simply brushed them aside. The goddesses could not decide how to react to her powerless struggles and my utterly emotionless face.
Therefore, without concern for anything else, I pushed my finger deep inside until it reached the hymen and confirmed it with my own eyes. Around the round maiden barrier blocking the vaginal passage, two thin circles of divine power glowed, and I could feel them connected all the way to her womb.
It was a seal that made one click their tongue—an entirely new method. To examine it more closely I brought my face near her entrance. The thick scent of love juice, excited by far too much stimulation, flooded my nose. Since I currently felt no desire whatsoever—only irritation—I ignored it, pushing my finger deeper to manually inspect the seal. I rotated it in circles, examining the interior.
“The hymen seal is definitely an upper lord god’s divine power lock. That means you are below upper lord god rank.”
“Haa! Haa! Wh-what? Haauuk—!”
She had grown accustomed to the release of dimensional body control and could speak clearly again. I could tighten control further, but she could not stop me anyway. I continued caressing her hymen, fully analyzing the shape of the divine power seal and the authority locked within it.
Inside the pink passage, two layers of divine power seals surround the hymen. This type of seal is unfamiliar, but if I continue my research I may be able to manifest the authority without becoming the Main God of the Divine Realm.
It appears two or more upper lord gods placed this seal. With my highest-lord-god output I could release it immediately, yet it is cleverly fused with the authority itself. It will not unlock without the authentication of the Main God of the Divine Realm, and forced removal risks destroying the authority entirely.
I must fully analyze the seal structure, reverse-engineer it, and release it properly. Whoever did this played a truly vicious trick. Until she becomes the Main God of the Divine Realm, this virgin goddess cannot display even half her original power. The fact that she remains this powerful with only half her strength is astonishing.
If Granzoa had been in this state, she could never have become the highest god of the Round Table.
The atmosphere inside the round table conference room grew heated. My continued caressing while inspecting the hymen seal, the thick scent of the love juice the virgin goddess helplessly released under the stimulation, and her sweet moans caused the goddesses’ faces to flush crimson.
If the atmosphere grows any hotter it will become annoying. I will finish the treatment immediately.
I quietly extended a finger, stroked her twitching anus, and pushed one inside. Applying force, I drove it deep until it contacted the divine power circle in her lower abdomen.
“Hiiiiiiik—! There… there absolutely cannot—!”
The virgin goddess’s voice echoed through the round table hall, startling the others. Yet the goddesses, unable to see what was happening with her body held upright at a right angle, had no bearing on my actions. My finger dug even deeper into her anus.
The more I did so, the more she struggled—freeing her body control, squeezing her thighs, trying to grab my hand with both of hers in a frantic attempt to stop the absolutely forbidden intrusion. In the end, unable to block from the front, she twisted both arms behind her back to cover her anus, then tried to wrap her legs around my head and squeeze with her thighs. None of it worked.
The harder she struggles, the harder I push, driving my finger even deeper. Tired of the contest, I used divine power to spread her legs wide to the sides once more. I inserted another finger into her vagina, lightly prodding the hymen to pressure her.
When the authority-bound hymen was pushed by my finger she flinched, her strength vanishing. At last my entire finger sank into her anus and began to move.
“Aaaahng—! Aaahk—!”
She could no longer form words of refusal, only long, desperate moans. I watched her frantically trying to suppress the sensations. She seemed to send a pleading will toward the other goddesses for help, but soon gave up and could only beg.
“Haaaaauuuuk—! Don’t… don’t twist it like that inside… My… my divine power… my purity and authority… that place is absolutely not allowed… aaah—!”
I continued rotating my fingers against the hymen inside her vagina and deep in her anus, stimulating every sensitive spot. She eventually went limp, as if she had surrendered.
With her resistance greatly weakened and the pressure gone, I poured divine power from my finger into the circle inside her anus, rapidly spinning it like a wheel to activate and empower it. Even as she writhed under the harsh stimulation, love juice began to flow freely from her sex.
I licked her entrance and folds, drinking the nectar, holding it in my mouth. Between the large movements of the finger in her anus and the caress of my tongue on her sex she had already reached countless small climaxes; her body had gone completely slack, movements free.
I activated the mixed divine power in my mouth, spread her anus wide with both hands, pressed my lips to it, and blew the power directly inside.
“Kyaaaang—!”
Her body convulsed violently as if struck by lightning. I held her tight. As I poured the mixed divine power and vitality into the circle in her lower abdomen, I restored her strength in rhythm with her struggles. She let out great moans and went limp, yet the excessive stimulation kept waking her, leaving her only able to tremble.
She could do nothing but shiver at the movement of my tongue as it accelerated the divine power circle in her lower abdomen. Even after directly empowering the circle, the Lord Slayer damage was not fully healed. Therefore I connected my dimensional divine power to her vagina, anus, and underwear so that injection and treatment could be performed at any time.
“Until you are fully healed, if you cut off my dimensional divine power without permission or release the magic circle on your underwear and wear it, I will insert my member directly into your anus to fix it. And if you bother me even one more time, your purity, your authority—none of it will matter.”
Seeing the virgin goddess nod frantically at the warning, I adjusted the underwear covering her sex so it was linked in series with the divine power and completed the authentication. Now, whenever automatic treatment activates, my divine power will flow in.
During the process the divine power would be absorbed straight into her womb and the circle inside her anus, bringing enormous stimulation and pleasure, but a goddess of her caliber should be able to endure it. Since I cannot pour vitality directly into her womb I am forced to use this long-term makeshift method. She really is a high-maintenance virgin goddess.
After finishing every measure I double-checked the magic circle on her underwear and its connection to her vagina and anus, confirmed the smooth flow of divine power for a moment, then neatly rearranged her skirt.
I returned the virgin goddess—who, after excessive climax, could neither lose consciousness nor speak and could only tremble—to the seat of the Divine Realm Management Lord God. The moment she sat down, the stimulation rising from her underwear made her cover her mouth with her own hand.
When my gaze sharpened at the still-empty seat of the Divine Realm Management Lord God, the other goddesses hurriedly returned to their own places. In the development of the divine realm there must not be even a single hindrance—even if that hindrance is my own emotion.
Even if they are enemies who oppose me, if they can benefit the divine realm I must utilize them to the fullest and make them move. Yet I cannot ignore the unpleasant feelings toward those who interfere, and that alone is enough to make me angry.