Why Are You Giving Me Orders?
I'd vaguely suspected holy water wasn't produced through any proper method, but actually witnessing the manufacturing process only made me want to taste more of it.
"Alright, hurry up and give me the next batch of holy water!"
"Ah… please wait a moment. Holy water, you see, once manufactured, requires time until the next batch of… i-ingredients can be produced…♡"
"Can't you just use whatever liquid's in your armpit?"
"Aaahn♡ P-please don't lick there♡ Don't lick—♡"
Lap, lap, lap—♡
Hoping some residue of divine power might still linger, I dragged my tongue along the grain of Freyja's armpit.
But true to an item obtained through a gacha pull, it seemed the manufacturing process was strict — nothing short of the prescribed recipe would do. No message window popped up announcing that something had gone up by one, the way it had a moment ago.
"Hmm, yeah, nothing. Well, you're already my breeding sow anyway. If I could get holy water like this, I was planning to milk you dry of both breast milk and holy water, just like a proper breeding sow deserves."
"Ahh… how can you treat me so cruelly… Even if I did swear the breeding-sow oath, until mere moments ago I was still a human being — a Saintess, no less — and you say such things with a perfectly straight face…♡"
Twitch, twitch—♡
Watching the lewd Saintess drown in ecstasy, pouring out ever thicker pussy juice and a dense female scent, I decided there was no longer any need for manners or pretenses. I jabbed my fingers into Freyja's overwhelming divine power pockets and asked,
"So, does anything come out of these?"
"W-what? Surely you don't mean… b-breast milk?"
"What else would I mean? If you can't produce proper holy water, you ought to at least produce proper milk!"
"Aaah, this is… this feeling — this is exactly like those worthless husbands who never work a day, just drink themselves stupid and leech off their wives' backs…♡"
"A breeding sow like you talking about husbands?! So can you give it or not?! If you can't hand over holy water, then hand this over instead!"
"Aaah♡ Ahn♡"
Slap, slap—♡
Even I had to admit the garbage pouring from my mouth was pure trash, but I still delivered a juicy breast-slap across the breeding-sow Saintess's massive tits.
"Aaahn♡ Please don't smack them like that♡ My breasts are extremely sensitive all over…♡"
"Do I have to care about my breeding sow's circumstances? You're the breeding sow — you should be thinking about my circumstances! Namely, my ejaculation! How the hell did a broken-down sow like you even crawl your way in here?"
"A b-broken-down breeding sow… In the other world I was a Saintess who served Lady Sophia, respected and praised by every man, woman, and child — and here I'm nothing but a broken-down breeding sow, a sex slave no better than a whore who spreads her legs on command…♡"
This Saintess's destruction kink was no joke.
Every time she painted herself as something wretched, vulgar, and base, a powerful pussy scent rolled off her. I flashed Freyja a nasty smile and a nasty little laugh.
"What, you still think you're a Saintess? Feeling the urge to call me a lost little lamb and guide me onto the righteous path? Take a good look at reality while you're getting your tits slapped!"
"Nnngh♡ Hieuk♡ Such cruel treatment♡ How can you do something so wonderful to a Saintess of an entire dimension…♡"
"Still calling yourself a Saintess. You already declared yourself a breeding sow, and now you're already homesick for your Saintess days!"
"That's not it♡ It's just — if I put it this way, I thought you might drag my naked body out in front of people and humiliate me…♡"
"…"
Why did nothing but perverts ever flock to me?
Faced with Freyja spouting absolute filth through that radiant, pure face of hers, I momentarily forgot both the breast-slapping and the verbal abuse. Then I casually slid my hand down to her sex and asked,
"Humiliate you, huh… For example, how exactly?"
"For example… well, taking advantage of the fact that I can no longer wear clothes, you'd put a dog collar on me and drag me outside by force, then make me walk around on all fours in front of everyone like a puppy — like a pet pig out for a stroll… and then… haaahn?!"
"You filthy Saintess! How can you say something so filthy so casually?!"
"But stiiill♡ I-I've held it in for far too long♡ For a full ten years I've waited for the day I could serve Master — haaaaahn♡"
"Whoa…"
Squish, squish, squish—♡
I'd barely slipped a finger inside, and the entrance that had been twitching so demurely a second ago immediately sucked my fingers straight up to her hymen.
It was as if her entire pussy was whining at me — Feels good, doesn't it? Tear just this and the Saintess before your eyes will become a complete breeding sow♡ — begging me to steal her purity already.
"This is it… this is Master's pussy-fingering that I only ever saw in the oracle…♡ The pussy play I've pictured hundreds of times even in my dreams…♡"
"Looking at you like this just makes me want to tease you more."
"Haaaaaahn?!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch—♡
The unbearable fun of silently ordering a breeding-sow Saintess at heat level 100 — cock desperately needed — to sit and stay with the food right in front of her face.
Feeling as though my own depravity level had just climbed a full rank, I picked up the pace of my fingering. And then, as if she truly couldn't take any more, the moaning Freyja caught my hand — soaked through with her juices — in her delicate fingers and spoke.
"Aaahn♡ M-Master, I can't… any longer…♡"
"Yeah, you're right… I've tormented you plenty with my fingers, so now it's about time…"
"Ahhh…♡"
Squelch—♡
A voice thick with desperate, aching longing, and eyes pleading for my cock.
That fragile gaze, stoking a man's hunger to conquer and breed, nearly made me snatch Freyja's purity on the spot. Instead I slowly, deliberately pulled free the fingers that had been dancing so dangerously close.
"Please…♡"
At that, Freyja flopped onto her back right where she lay, carefully spreading her legs while staring at my twitching cock. I nodded at the sight and aimed myself at the pussy of the trembling-eyed Freyja gazing up at me—
"Time to taste this pussy with my mouth, right? Slurp."
"Haaaahn♡ Y-you saaaaid♡ you were going to taste my pussy♡ Why your tongue instead of your cock — aaahn♡"
"Heh heh heh. Think you can hold out? I'm going to chew it, tear it, taste it, and enjoy every last bit."
"Yeees♡ Please, do exactly that♡ I, Freyja, am Master's breeding sow♡ Torment me until you're satisfied — nngh♡ Torment me, please♡"
"Hah…?!"
If this had been Senior A-rang, she'd have snapped Quit screwing around and put your cock in! No — give me your cock! and tried to rape me on the spot. But this really was a breeding sow who'd once been a Saintess, wasn't it?
Even starving herself, she still seemed to put her Master's pleasure first, moaning with pure joy at the tongue burrowing into her cunt. I nodded, then nuzzled my nose through Freyja's silver pubic hair the way a spoonbill stirs the water with its beak.
"Aaah♡ W-why… aren't you moved♡ Aren't you moved by a Saintess's compassion? Then by the flow of things, shouldn't this be the part where you go, 'Ah, I feel so bad!' and put your cock in meee♡"
"Hold on — is a Saintess confessing she only did that expecting a reward? What a shameless Saintess."
"I'm not a Saintess♡ I'm a breeding sow♡ A filthy breeding sow who considers having Master's cock and semen pumped into this pussy the supreme happiness♡"
"Ah, right, right. You keep cosplaying as a compassionate Saintess, so I got confused."
"Then now, please…♡"
As I nodded as if convinced, Freyja looked up at me again with eyes swimming in anticipation.
Why did she never understand that that kind of expectation only made the person receiving it want to betray it over and over?
"But if you're a breeding sow, that means I get to handle you however I want. So why the hell are you giving me orders?!"
"Hiiieeen♡ Hiiit♡ W-what are you doing to my clitoris, again… aaah♡ A p-piercing…♡"
I fastened a filthy piercing — perfectly befitting a breeding sow — onto the even cuter clitoris of the Freyja who'd been throwing such a cute little tantrum.
"Mm, pretty. You look even more like my breeding sow now."
"Surely… you're going to pull on it? Saying even a dog collar would be wasted on a lewd breeding sow like me, so instead of a collar you'd use a clit-leash…♡"
"You catch on quick."
"K-kuuhiiit♡ So it was… an artifact♡"
Apparently the god of the other world hadn't told her about this piercing. Freyja, who'd been expecting me to attach a leash here, suddenly panicked at the clit-leash that had materialized in my hand.
"Heh heh heh. With this, you can't run from me anymore. You understand? No matter where you hide, the second I tug this clit-leash, your location is exposed. You'll be tracked down no matter what."
"Ahhh… I-I'm so happy♡ To be bound by Master like this♡ Now I'll have no choice but to accept whatever depraved thing you do to me♡"
"There it is again — that destruction kink of yours."
Maybe a lifetime of being put on a pedestal as a Saintess had naturally made that particular craving run deep.
I snickered at Freyja, who looked so genuinely delighted she even floated little hearts over both eyes, and buried my face in her armpit once more.
Freyja immediately began channeling divine power into the beads of sweat pearling in her armpit, just as before.
"Ah, come on — a dud?!"
"Hyaaaaaah?! Th-that's not my fault — kyaaaaah♡ H-how can you be so cruel♡"
I gave Freyja's clit-leash a nice, long pull!