Chapter 217 The Chaste Priestess, Corrupted (1)
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Translator: JayM
Chapter: 217
Chapter Title: The Chaste Priestess, Corrupted (1)
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Jeong Yoo-shin froze stiff.
What words had just come out of his mouth?
It sounded like something about baby-making.
'Don't tell me it's the darkness of the labyrinth again?'
No way.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts and looked down at Mion.
The form-fitting priestess robes revealed Mion's voluptuous figure without filter.
Her slitted eyes, drawing a soft arc.
A sharp nose and moist lips.
Even her confused expression was cute.
She was lovely, but he hated her. Because she had betrayed his trust and hypnotized him.
"S-Skar. No, Yoo-shin-nim?"
Mion opened her mouth and called his true name.
His chest tightened.
He didn't want to hear it.
To have his most hidden secret dragged out like this.
Taking advantage of Mion's confusion, he kissed her.
Jeong Yoo-shin's tongue entered Mion's mouth and gently swept over her own.
A gentle kiss, different from his forceful action.
It was as if a timid child was standing at the door, politely asking if they could come in.
Mion's tense body relaxed.
As her fear disappeared, guilt surfaced from within her.
But…
The man's tongue, gently intertwining with hers, soothed her heart as if saying it was okay.
Mion's legs gave out, and she ended up leaning into Jeong Yoo-shin's embrace.
After holding each other tightly and kissing for a long time, their lips parted.
A sticky string of saliva stretched between them before breaking.
"Huuu."
Mion gasped, panting for breath.
A cute sight. Jeong Yoo-shin found himself smiling unconsciously.
"Priestess Mion-nim."
Mion came to her senses and hurriedly opened her mouth.
"S-Skar-nim, p-please listen!"
"Be quiet."
"Eek!"
Jeong Yoo-shin pushed Mion, who was clinging to him like a rice cake, slightly away.
Mion's large breasts, which had been squashed by his strong grip, returned to their original shape.
As expected.
Her nipples were clearly visible, protruding through her priestess robes.
Because they had been pressed so tightly together, he could clearly feel her nipples slowly hardening.
"Priestess Mion-nim, your nipples have gotten hard."
He raised his finger and gently scraped Mion's protruding nipple.
Mion lowered her head and trembled.
He teased the hard, protruding nipple before gently pinching it.
Mion's hips bucked.
"Huu-eut!"
Mion let out hot sighs but didn't raise her head.
"Mion, take off your clothes."
"..."
Mion was silent for a moment, then gave a small nod.
A moment later.
Rustle.
The black priestess robes fell to the floor.
Mion stood before Jeong Yoo-shin in her underwear.
A white lace bra and panties.
There were many transparent parts, revealing Mion's skin.
In particular, the tightly filled white lace bra was slightly stretched, barely enduring the weight of Mion's bouncing breasts.
It wasn't really a bra.
It was just a breast cover.
There was also the black stockings and a garter belt, with a bit of her plump thigh flesh peeking out.
And…
The Sacred Tattoo on her lower abdomen, radiating a brilliant golden light.
A magic that served as a lock, called the Sacred Gate, which protected her against corruption.
A body that was both chaste and held a strange sex appeal.
Feeling his gaze, Mion blushed red like a tomato and turned her head away in embarrassment.
When Jeong Yoo-shin threw off his shirt, his muscular upper body, hard as a sculpture, was revealed.
And the smell of sweat wafted from him.
Mion instinctively glanced at him.
Her partner, whose upper body was now naked, slowly approached her.
It was a leisurely gait, as if daring her to run if she wanted to.
Mion's breathing became ragged.
The strong male scent made her head spin as if she was drunk.
Jeong Yoo-shin gently lifted Mion into his arms.
"Kya!"
Startled by the sudden princess carry, Mion instinctively wrapped her arms around Jeong Yoo-shin's neck.
Jeong Yoo-shin took a few more steps and gently placed Mion on the bed.
Mion lay stiffly, her hands clasped tightly like a virgin on her wedding night.
"S-Skar-nim? C-Can we talk?"
Jeong Yoo-shin's lips twisted.
"Talk? After you've already hypnotized me, what do you want to talk about?"
"Eek!"
Mion's face crumpled.
But…
Contrary to his thorny words, Jeong Yoo-shin gently held Mion and leaned her against the headboard.
Mion felt the man's hard abs against her back.
And a hand placed on her thigh.
Mion unconsciously clamped her plump thighs shut.
But Jeong Yoo-shin's hand slipped between them.
"Ah!"
Mion cried out and tried to close her thighs.
"Mion."
Hot breath tickled her ear.
Strength drained from Mion's body.
The man's two hands slowly parted Mion's thighs.
Mion covered her face with her trembling hands. She felt like she was going to die of embarrassment.
Jeong Yoo-shin gently caressed Mion's garter belt and stockings before placing his fingers on her panties.
Sliide.
His fingers circled, tracing over her panties.
He focused mainly on tormenting the area that touched Mion's vaginal opening.
Through the thin lace panties, he could feel the shape of Mion's vulva in detail.
Every time he swept over the center of her panties, Mion would flinch and twist her pelvis.
Her bright red ears were cute.
He made his tongue pointed and inserted it into Mion's ear.
"Kyaa?!"
Mion let out a cute scream and ducked her head low.
Jeong Yoo-shin wrapped his legs around Mion's thighs, holding them in place as she tried to close them.
Because Mion had been squirming around, her body had gradually slid down.
Mion ended up in a half-lying position with her thighs forcibly spread open.
"S-Skar-nim! T-This position is...!"
Mion pleaded in a desperate voice, but…
Jeong Yoo-shin completely ignored her and continued to fondle her panties with his fingers.
"Huu-eut!"
From bottom to top.
As he gently stroked up the center of her panties, Mion lifted her chin and let out ragged breaths.
"Huut!!! Huut!!!"
Like a fish out of water, she was gasping for air.
Unable to resist, he kissed her.
A deep, long kiss continued.
Cute.
With his free hand, he gently squeezed her protruding nipple.
Finally, the deep kiss, which had continued while her nipple and vaginal opening were being teased, ended.
Smuuuch.
As their lips parted, an even stickier thread of saliva stretched out long between them. Their tongues, as if reluctant to part, clung together for a moment before finally separating.
"..."
The two stared at each other blankly.
Jeong Yoo-shin opened his mouth.
"Mion."
"Nyeh?"
"This stain... Don't tell me you got wet?"
Between her plump thighs, the center of her white lace panties was damp in a round shape.
Mion's face instantly turned red as if she was about to explode.
"N-No! It's not that, it's just h-hot."
"Hmm?"
A mischievous hum.
'S-So embarrassing!'
Mion wanted to hide in a hole.
It was embarrassing enough to have shown him her underwear, but to be held immobile in such a vulgar position and have her arousal be completely exposed by him was mortifying.
"P-Please stop...!"
But the teasing didn't end.
"Can't you see? Here."
Jeong Yoo-shin used his index and middle fingers to spread the center of her panties into a V-shape.
Gape♥
The wrinkled panties stretched taut, revealing the area damp with her love juice.
Heat rose from the center of her panties, wet in a circle with her love juice.
"Heuk!"
Mion turned her head away in shame.
But…
The fingers that had insisted on confirming the love-juice-stained panties slowly slipped inside, then they pushed the panties to the side.
Fwoosh.
As he pushed Mion's panties aside, warm steam rose.
And Mion's 'scent' also wafted out.
The smell of her pussy, which had been confined within her priestess robes and underwear all day.
And…
The love juice, released from the sexual teasing, mixed with it, giving off the lovely scent of a 'female.'
"Look at this."
Jeong Yoo-shin pushed Mion's panties down, showing her the part that had been touching her pussy.
A few strands of golden pubic hair and the inside of the panties, wet with sticky love juice.
"Eek!"
Mion felt like she was going to faint.
It was a barbaric act that didn't consider a woman's dignity or honor at all.
In her urgency, Mion slapped Jeong Yoo-shin's arm.
"D-Don't do that!"
"I don't want to."
"Eek!"
Jeong Yoo-shin slowly admired Mion's precious part.
The pubic hair, damp with love juice, and the plump mound.
The tightly closed, straight line of her pussy, as if revealing Mion's disposition.
As if mesmerized, he slowly brought his finger to it.
'N-No!'
Mion instinctively twisted her waist from side to side.
Skar-nim's finger was heading toward her private place!
The finger landed gently and precisely on her precious part.
Poke.
Her clitoris, covered by its hood.
They touched.
As soon as she realized it, lightning flashed in Mion's mind.
Her plump thighs trembled pathetically.
"S-Stop it!"
Mion pleaded once more.
"No."
"Eek!"
He slowly rolled his finger, gently peeling back the hood covering her clitoris.
Mion gritted her teeth. A strange feeling crept up her back.
Soon, the hood was peeled back, and Mion's clitoris was revealed.
The clitoris, standing up sharply, cutely asserted itself.
Jeong Yoo-shin toyed with Mion's nipple and clitoris.
Slowly, and with a persistent, meticulous, and polite touch.
A hellish foreplay.
Mion swallowed her panting breaths and pleaded once more.
"R-Really, stop! Skar-nim! Please!"
"No. Just feel it."
He grabbed Mion's clitoris and gently twisted it.
"Ah."
Mion's mouth fell open on its own.
The strange feeling that had been climbing up her spine grew stronger, then it suddenly shot up and mercilessly pierced her brain.
A feeling of falling into an abyss.
Mion's chin was raised high.
"Haaaaaang♥"
A stream of fluid gushed out from her vaginal opening.
Peeeeeeeeeew!!!
With her thighs held in place, Mion vulgarly bucked her hips up and down, squirting her juices.
The strongly gushing stream hit the ceiling before slowly subsiding.
Mion lifted her head and gasped for air.
It was a terrifying pleasure she had never experienced before. It was like falling off a cliff.
Jeong Yoo-shin didn't miss the chance, kissed Mion, and inserted his tongue.
Slurp♥
Mion couldn't move as she received the deep kiss while fully feeling the intense climax and the subtle aftershocks that followed.
When the deep kiss ended, Jeong Yoo-shin gently stroked Mion's hair.
"You had a refreshing climax, Priestess Mion-nim."
"T-This is a climax?"
Mion muttered in a trembling voice. Jeong Yoo-shin smiled faintly.
"Is it your first time? From now on, when you're about to climax, tell me that you're coming."
"Com...ing?"
Mion replied blankly. Then she immediately realized it.
From now on?
Mion realized that this wouldn't end with just one climax.
She would die.
This kind of climax…
She couldn't handle any more of this.
But Skar-nim held her thighs tightly.
Mion tried to escape, then gave up. A single tear streamed down from her slitted eyes.
'It's my fault.'
She couldn't overcome her own desires and had betrayed Skar-nim's trust.
She decided to calmly accept whatever 'punishment' she received from Skar-nim.
At that moment…
Mion paused.
She felt Skar-nim's sex behind her.
It was still in his pants, but it was swollen as if it would burst.
'He's excited because of me?'
So this embarrassing state wasn't just hers.
The person she liked was excited as well after seeing her lewd state.
That fact tickled Mion's heart.
"Mion?"
"Yes?"
"Are you ready?"
"..."
Jeong Yoo-shin's hand touched the pointed bud again.
"Ah."
Mion's mouth fell open.
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"I'm coooooming!!! Huuuuung!!!"
Cheeeeeeeeew!!!
Mion twisted her waist and squirted her juices once more.
"Haaaaat!!! Hieuuuung!!!"
Mion gasped for breath.
Skar-nim was more vicious than she had imagined.
He watched her climax and continued to tease her secret parts.
Even when she said she had come, he never stopped.
He twisted her clitoris and squeezed her nipple even more persistently.
And when she climaxed, Skar-nim's member behind her would twitch as if in pleasure.
As her climax subsided, Skar-nim's hand gently stroked her head.
"Mion, let's move on to the next step."
"Nyeheh?"
Skar-nim stood up and took off his pants.
The shape of his hard, erect cock was visible through his underwear.
"Come here."
Skar-nim gestured.
Still wearing her garter belt and stockings, Mion crawled on all fours and squatted in front of Jeong Yoo-shin's crotch.
When Jeong Yoo-shin pulled down his underwear, a hideous thing popped out and rested on Mion's face.
Thump.
Mion's slitted eyes widened.
"Eh?"
Skar-nim's cock was even bigger than the last time she had seen it.
Moreover, an ominous purple pattern was glowing along the massive cock's head and shaft.
A purple, lustful energy flowed from Jeong Yoo-shin's gaze.
"Greet it with a kiss. It's Mion's partner cock, which you'll be seeing often from now on."
"Ah."
Mion looked up at Jeong Yoo-shin with a dazed face, then puckered her lips.
Mwah♥
Mion's soft lips touched the head and then pulled away.
A sticky string of pre-cum stretched from her lips.
Mion smiled faintly and opened her mouth.
"Hello?"
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T/N - It’s happening! I won’t say much here. Just go to the next chapter!