Is There Really No Breeding Sow Quite Like Her?!
The saintess’s purity was slowly being torn away.
If the seniors like Arang had been yogurt lids that simply allowed a straw to poke through and take their virginity, then Freyja’s case was more like having a straw as thick as the yogurt bottle’s mouth itself jammed straight in.
I lifted my head and studied Freyja’s face as she worked so diligently to shove my cock deeper inside herself.
“Haaauuugh♡ Kkuh♡ Hguuuuugh♡ I-it’s tearing me open♡”
“Hmm…”
The sensation wrapping around my cock was unmistakable. After so many long sessions of holy-power masturbation, the flesh had grown thicker and tougher; forcing it open with my cock had to be pure agony.
Yet even as her body flinched and trembled from the pain, Freyja never stopped grinding her hips down onto me.
“This pain… this suffering… it’s telling me that the saintess I once was is falling into a breeding sow♡ And it comes with a happiness and fulfillment so immense I can barely put it into words…♡”
“Is that so? Then what if I make you declare yourself a breeding sow right here?”
“Ah…♡ How can you be so mean… I’m already Master’s breeding sow, yet you want me to remind myself of it with my own mouth while I’m in this much pain…♡”
“Pretty sadistic, right?”
“Yes♡ Just as Senior said, you are far too much my ideal type♡”
How the hell did she manage to play saintess all this time with a destruction fetish like that?
Every time I saw it, the lewd, twisted kink of this breeding-sow saintess left me clicking my tongue. While I was still tsking, the masochistic saintess who had been sucking her lips in delight slowly brought her hands together as if in prayer.
If not for the thin trails of blood running down my cock, or the way her pussy greedily squelched and swallowed a shaft as thick as a forearm, the picture she made would have been so devout you would have known at a glance why she was called a saintess.
As if on cue, a breeze through the window flung the curtains aside and sunlight poured over the breeding-sow saintess, gilding her with an almost sacred atmosphere. For a second I nearly found myself praising and worshipping this sow so full of self-destructive lust.
Squelch-♡
If I hadn’t felt this incredibly vulgar, greedy pussy-clench that made the word “saintess” feel like a bad joke, that is.
“Freyja… my light, my darkness, my very life…”
“Well now?”
I snapped back to reality at the sight of Bok-soon, who had already begun worshipping Freyja from beside me, and gave her clit a sharp pinch before looking up at Freyja again.
Meeting my gaze, Freyja curled the corners of her lips in a tiny smile and let a voice so pious it could stir faith just by hearing it spill from between her lips.
“In the name of Freyja, earthly proxy of the Great Mother Sophia and saintess, I hereby declare—”
“Ah… the moment she speaks Sophia’s name, there’s truly no going back…?!”
The saintess had invoked the goddess she once served.
Even in go or chess they say a move once made cannot be taken back; how much more so when a saintess who once heard the divine voice closer than anyone now spoke the goddess’s name.
Feeling a weight as heavy as her own breasts, Bok-soon stared at Freyja with a trembling voice, as if it still wasn’t too late.
Freyja only smiled gently at the new “believer” she had just acquired and continued.
“I, Freyja, earthly proxy of the Great Mother Sophia and saintess, from this very moment renounce every right I held as a human being, and through this pussy I declare that I have become Master’s faithful breeding sow and a sex slave who knows nothing but cock♡ U-uuung…♡”
“Aah?!”
Squelch-♡
With that filthy declaration that betrayed Bok-soon and every other follower, she slammed her hips down even harder and ruthlessly tore through her own hymen.
Squelch♡ Squelch♡
“My—Freyja’s pussy, asshole, and mouth exist solely for Master’s cock, and this womb I offer as both toilet and pregnancy pouch; I swear it here and now♡ Ung♡ Ung♡”
“How can she keep rocking her hips with a face that makes it impossible to throw a stone…?!”
Even under Bok-soon’s stunned stare, the breeding-sow saintess kept slamming her hips down again and again, determined to leave not a single shred of hymen remaining inside her.
Watching quietly, I gave her a wicked smile and asked,
“Offering your virginity to my cock while declaring yourself a breeding sow… there’s really no way out of it now, is there?”
“Yes♡ I have become Master’s pussy♡ I have become Master’s breeding sow♡ A shameless breeding sow who wets her throat with Master’s cum and piss, huuuuung♡ That’s what I’ve become♡”
“I-I believed in you! I truly believed! Right up to the very end I believed!”
Though they had only just met, Bok-soon had already become Freyja’s fanatic; she let out a betrayed little peep.
Yet the breeding-sow saintess who had just finished her perfect fall only offered a bright, devout smile and, as if delivering the finishing blow, began pouring filthy obscenities from the same lips that once delivered the goddess’s words and oracles.
“Haa♡ I am Master’s breeding sow♡ A cum-dump breeding sow lower than a whore, not even allowed to wear clothes♡”
“Y-you… this is all your fault!”
“Hey, since when were you that devout?”
“Just now! Faith is about the heart—when you started believing doesn’t matter!”
While Bok-soon, reeling from the shock and betrayal of watching a saintess fall, gnawed furiously at my collarbone, I pointed at her and spoke to Freyja, who was still diligently sucking my cock deeper into herself.
“Do something about her. Your faithful little believer is bullying me right now.”
“Aah♡ Please stop♡ I wanted this♡ Even though I was a saintess I fell so hard for Master and his magnificent cock that I became far too lewd—this is all because of me♡”
“Eek! Eek!”
Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Squelch♡
As if to prove it was her own fault, Freyja clenched tightly around my cock and greedily milked it for cum, climaxing hard.
She had clearly intended to show just how filthy and lewd she was so Bok-soon would curse her instead—but unfortunately, Bok-soon already saw me as the root of all evil and wasn’t listening.
“Because of you! Because of this shameless cock!”
“The dimensional disaster wasn’t my fault. It’s not like Freyja locking eyes with my cock while I was jerking off thinking about you was some crime!”
“Liar! You must have pulled some trick! Otherwise there’s no way Freyja would fall for a sex maniac like you… huh? Wait a second?!”
“What?”
Now what?
I answered gruffly while eyeing the bite marks covering my collarbone, and Bok-soon asked in a trembling voice,
“Y-you said you were jerking off thinking about me…?!”
“Of course. I’ve been jerking off since the phone call with you—aah?! Why?!”
“This is the most fucking annoying part! You piss an elf off to no end and then immediately hit her with the sweetest lines like nothing happened, make her womb tremble, and leave her no choice but to offer her pussy!”
“That’s a sweet line?! And are you going to keep biting?!”
“Grrrr!”
And then she has the nerve to talk about weird rumors or prejudices about elves?
I flicked Bok-soon a solid knuckle to the head and turned toward Freyja, intending to ask her to rein the girl in.
Contrary to my expectation of a troubled smile, Freyja was staring at Bok-soon with an extremely complicated expression.
“I almost don’t want to ask, but you’re not thinking Bok-soon is a huge pervert right now, are you?”
“Yes?! H-how did you know?!”
“I’ve seen something similar before. More importantly, your hips are slacking off.”
“Aah♡ I got distracted watching Master and Senior and—haguuugh?!”
“No excuses!”
Whether Bok-soon liked it or not, Freyja was now my breeding sow too, so I treated her accordingly and yanked her nipples as hard as I could.
“Here, Bok-soon—you grab one too.”
“What am I, a clown handing out balloons to kids at an amusement park? You’re telling me to grab someone else’s nipple.”
“So you don’t want to?”
“…Can I have both?”
“Greedy, aren’t you. You’ve been wanting to play with these giant tits for a while, huh?”
“I just—! I-I was only curious! Not because I have sadistic thoughts like you…”
“Kya-kyaaaaah♡”
“I just… wondered what kind of voice Freyja would make if her nipples got tormented…”
“Look at this lewd little kkanf.”
“Why?! What did I even do that you’re framing me again?!”
Whether it was the betrayal or not, she was yanking Freyja’s nipples even rougher than I was, yet still had the gall to act innocent.
I clicked my tongue at Bok-soon while slamming my hips up into the saintess’s pussy that kept trying to squeeze my cock tight every time the rough treatment sent fresh waves of excitement through her.
Squelch-♡
“Ungho?!”
“That ‘ohoho’ coming from a saintess who just lost her virginity! This is genuinely rare.”
“Is there really no breeding sow quite like her?!”
“M-Master… not yet♡ The pain of being deflowered hasn’t even properly faded… if you thrust up now… oooook?!”
“Trying to fool me again?”
As if that pain wasn’t deliciously unbearable.
Her pussy was already getting used to my cock; I grinned up at Freyja’s startled face and began properly pistoning into the saintess’s freshly deflowered pussy.