Stick Your Pussy Over the Smoker
Still holding Sigrun in that extreme mating-press position straight out of some Western AV, I stepped out of the barn and headed straight for the house with her.
"Eugh♡ W-why aren't you taking me to that stream from earlier…♡ Don't tell me you're dragging this Sigrun down to the torture chamber in your basement…♡"
"I don't recall ever telling you about a basement? And why the hell would that be a torture chamber?!"
"Eugh♡ Oof♡"
Thrust-thrust-♡
Sure, there were some things down there that looked a little sketchy on the surface, but a torture chamber? Come on.
I delivered a merciless round of punishment with my cock while pressing my chin into the crown of her head as she writhed in my arms.
"We've got a bathtub at home, so I was just heading back so you could wash up. You're jumping to some weird conclusions."
"A bathtub? If you have a bathtub, why were you bathing in the stream?"
"Couldn't be bothered heating the water."
"Couldn't be bothered?! You mean you washed in that freezing water over something that petty…? Ah, perhaps you don't have any Fire Stones? How very like a barbarian…"
Fire Stones.
Mysterious ore mined from volcanic regions and such in this fantasy world. Throw them into fire or lava and they absorb the heat; take them out and they immediately start releasing it. Even the barbarians kept at least five per household—practically essential household items up here in the north.
The modern equivalent of a fridge or a washing machine.
Not like I don't have any, though.
I snorted at Sigrun, who was looking at me with eyes that said Shall I buy you one if it comes to it?
"I'm a barbarian, not a primitive. Of course I have Fire Stones."
"…?"
When I added that, Sigrun tilted her head even more in confusion.
"So… you have a bathtub, and Fire Stones to heat the water with, but you were washing in that freezing stream water just because you couldn't be bothered heating it?"
"Pretty much."
"Barbarians, I swear…!"
"Not a barbarian—a real man. And more importantly, eyes front, you sow!"
"Augh♡ Ugh♡ Th-this bastard's using his cock on me again…♡"
Thrust-thrust-♡
I pressed down on the crown of her head and her cervix from above and below as she stared up at me in disbelief, and hurried back home.
-Oink!
"Ah, that baby pig you brought out earlier…!"
"Earlier she was half-dead from the Frostheim wind, but looks like warming up inside the house did her some good."
The baby pig Kkulsuni came scampering over the moment we got home, squealing and oinking like a little puppy as she approached me and Sigrun.
Thinking it might not be so bad to keep a pet pig after all, I spoke to Sigrun, who was staring down at Kkulsuni in flustered confusion.
"Perfect timing. If you're going to live here, I figured you'd need your own ride. Raise her well and ride her around."
"Y-you're giving her to me? I'm the one who tore this child away from her mother…"
"If you're suddenly trying to play the knight and feel guilty about it, you're a little late."
"Ugh…"
At the sight of Sigrun showing remorse for orphaning an innocent baby pig because she'd been blinded by sex, I snorted in disbelief.
"Well, if you're sorry, then take responsibility and raise her properly. I'll keep supplying the milk and feed."
"You bastard… You're telling me, a knight, to ride around on a Battle Wild Boar like you barbarians…"
"Then what, ride a reindeer like those elves from the East or something?"
I hadn't exactly wanted to eat the mother either, but after decades of living as a barbarian, I could see at a glance the invisible soul-bond that had already formed between Kkulsuni and Sigrun. When I casually reached a hand toward Kkulsuni, Sigrun beat me to it and snatched her away first, as if to say not a chance. I grinned at her.
"Thought you said you weren't going to ride her?"
"I-I simply intend to take responsibility as a knight, since I made her an orphan. Nothing more."
"Her mother's still alive and well. What orphan?"
-Oink!
I snorted and tossed a Fire Stone I'd just pulled from the fireplace into the wooden bathtub with a thin sheet of ice floating on top.
"See? We've got Fire Stones at our place too."
"This many Fire Stones…?! If you have things like this, use them! What if you catch a cold and start slacking off on my training because you live so carelessly?!"
"You're the one getting trained, right? Anyway, the water's going to take a bit to heat up, so in the meantime…"
"What now? Where are you going?"
"The smokehouse. Follow if you're curious. Ah, put Kkulsuni down first."
Sigrun carefully set Kkulsuni down on the warm bed and trailed after me with a sulky shuffle.
"By smokehouse, you mean that place that was so thick with smoke I thought it was on fire?"
"You went in there too?"
"Yes, while you were out I was snooping around the house and happened to step inside… The sudden thick smoke startled me, so I aired it out and brought water and—knhhhh♡"
"That was you?! You were the one who wrecked the smokehouse that time?!"
"I-I didn't know! I didn't know, I tell you! So stop twisting my clitoris, st—euhhhhooot?!"
I'd thought it was Binar who'd come by going what's this? and caused a mess, but the culprit had been someone else entirely.
While berating myself for suspecting an innocent barbarian, I gave the lewd knight's erect clitoris a vicious tug for making me think that in the first place.
"Consider yourself lucky I'm letting you off this lightly just because you didn't know."
"I thought my clit was going to tear off, and you call this letting me off lightly?!"
"What? Want me to actually put a piercing through your clit, tie a leash to it, and drag you through the middle of your territory?"
"A-aah♡ That sounds a little… intriguing…♡"
"…"
I must be losing my mind.
Just how trashy were those erotica novels to turn a knight into this?
I clicked my tongue at the sight of Sigrun, her eyes practically shooting hearts, overflowing with self-destructive desire, and opened the door to the smokehouse.
"Heh… heh heh heh… Being dragged naked before the people of the territory…♡ Rings through my nipples and clitoris, and every time the leash connected to them gets pulled, I squirt pussy juice right in front of the startled townspeople—cough cough?!"
"Back with us now?"
Sigrun, who'd been deep in her fantasy, suddenly coughed hard as the smoke stabbed into her nostrils, then glared at me with teary eyes. "You…!"
"Oh? Look at that face. Why so sour?"
"Arghhh?! A-are you just casually groping my breasts like it's nothing noooow♡"
I immediately seized the magnificent handles mounted on Sigrun's chest in a crushing grip and led her straight into the smokehouse.
"W-what… all those pig legs hanging from the ceiling…?!"
"Why are you acting like you've never seen them? You said you'd been in here before."
"I didn't realize the entire space was one giant smokehouse! I was so flustered by the thick smoke I never thought to look around…"
"Sounds like your training's been lacking. A knight should never lose her cool, no matter the situation."
"Kh… Being lectured by a mere barbarian…♡"
"…"
She was getting off on this too?
I shook my head and led Sigrun—who was grinning to herself, muttering something like An even greater humiliation than being violated…♡—over to the smoker.
"W-what now? Why bring me in front of the smoker? Don't tell me… if I fail to satisfy your cock properly, you'll hang me by my arms and legs right over this smoker for some kind of smoke training…♡"
"I just wanted to top up the moisture in here, and you're going on about smoke training? Where the hell do you get these horrific ideas? From these udders, maybe?"
"Euhiiiiit?!"
Maybe one of those trashy erotica novels had a scene where a knight was bound hand and foot, writhing under hot candle wax dripping on her body.
The moment I let go of her breasts, Sigrun glared at me as if to demand what I thought I was doing—while also subtly thrusting those same breasts out as if to ask why I'd stopped tormenting her. I sighed.
"Put those uselessly soft, oversized lumps of fat away and stick your pussy out over here."
"…Did you not just scold me for mentioning smoke training?"
"I said I needed to add some moisture to the smokehouse. Come on, hurry up and stick your pussy over the smoker."
"Th-this bastard… don't tell me…♡ Ah♡ My body is moving on its own…♡"
"Well now?"
Sigrun, who'd been tilting her head, seemed to catch my meaning at once. She licked her lips obscenely and promptly presented her flushed, swollen knightly pussy in front of the smoker.
"You bastard♡ Using your wicked magic to control my body again♡ Making me spray my p-pussy juice on the smoker♡"
"Heh heh heh, our lady knight is sharp as ever. That's right. I'm planning to sell these smoked hams flavored with this knight's pussy juice in the Reinhardt Territory. Oh, and don't just piss it out, okay? Mist it on nice and fine, like a spray bottle. Otherwise you'll put the fire out."
"Y-you absolute…♡ You're going to sell ham scented with my p-pussy to the people of the territory?! What kind of wicked—a-aah♡ Nngh♡ M-my pussy, no♡ Stop fingering my pussy, stoooooop♡"
Squish-squish-squish-♡
Sigrun trembled with pleasure as her pussy and clitoris were fully exposed to the warm smoke rising from below. Then, as the fingering continued, her hips started to shudder—
"E-eooooooooh♡"
Pssshhhhh-♡ Sizzle-sizzle-♡
And then the strange pussy juice that gushed from her pink folds made the smoker puff out smoke as if in delight.