Chapter 85
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 85
Chapter Title: Knight Slayer
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Master's shoulders trembled faintly.
"......What are you doing."
She still had her back turned, but her voice carried a razor-sharp edge like frost on a blade.
"Ah, nothing at all."
I hurriedly replied, rubbing my cheek. The damp cloth back in my hand snapped me to attention. I quickly wiped away the remaining sweat on her back. Every time the soft skin brushed against the thin fabric, a tingle shot through my groin, but I forced myself to ignore it.
"A-all done, Master."
I reported, and a moment of silence followed. Then, in a low, chilling voice, she spoke.
"Are you trying to deceive your master?"
"......Pardon?"
"There are still unclean spots left, aren't there?"
My heart plummeted at her words. No way.
"B-but......"
I trailed off. Did she mean her ass and tits too? For real? As my mind went blank, her final ultimatum landed.
"Do it quickly, before I cast you out of the sect."
Excommunication. The weight of those two words was beyond imagination. I reflexively bowed at the waist.
"Yes, right away!"
My hand trembled, clutching the now sweat-soaked cloth. I reached out slowly, oh so slowly.
Squelch.
The sensation at my fingertips was beyond anything I'd imagined.
Soft.
Springy.
Snow-white.
Ah. I want to shove my dick right in between.
Slap!
I slapped my own cheek again.
'What the hell are you thinking, Johnson. Shut up.'
I gritted my teeth and mechanically began wiping her ass. Each time my hand moved along the round, plump cleft, I felt Master's body twitch. That subtle reaction made my lower half swell even more aggressively.
I'd just finished meticulously cleaning deep into the crevice when...
Master tossed aside the blanket covering her chest with a flick, then slowly turned toward me.
"......"
I swallowed hard.
Big tits.
They're huge tits.
So full and bouncy.
I'd always assumed they were just big, hidden under her black robes, but I had no idea they were this massive. Under the dim lantern light, her breasts were unrealistically enormous and voluptuous, topped with shyly perked pink nipples standing out sharply.
Acting as nonchalant as possible, like I was just examining a patient, I reached out with the cloth again.
My hand touched her breast. A heavy, warm weight transmitted through the fabric. I carefully wiped from the upper cleavage, avoiding the nipples, then down to the sweaty underboob.
That was when it happened.
"Clean... the wound."
Her voice trembled faintly as she swept away the blanket covering her lower half. Then, as if displaying something, she parted her legs slightly.
There, even in the shadows, was a dense black forest asserting its presence. Glossy pubic hair soaked in what might have been sweat or some other fluid.
I gulped dryly.
"......Pardon the intrusion."
I extended my hand with the cloth between her legs. The wet fabric brushed her thick bush, making a damp sound. Parting the forest, my destination finally came into view.
Swipe.
As I gently wiped with the cloth, the plump labia parted smoothly. A glimpse of vivid pink slit appeared between, soft and squishy-looking flesh.
Ah.
I want to thrust in.
Pound her like crazy.
I barely clung to the thread of reason. Suppressing the surging desire, I meticulously wiped away every last drop of fluid.
'Good job, me... Praise yourself.'
I patted myself on the back mentally and finally completed the task.
"Master. All clean."
I reported in as calm a voice as I could manage. Master slowly opened her eyes and looked at me. Her bloodshot eyes swirled with heat and an inexplicable hunger.
"......Place the needles."
"Pardon? N-needles?"
"Time is of the essence. Hurry up."
Impatience colored her voice.
"Forgive me, Master, but this disciple forgot to bring his needles. May I borrow some?"
"Lying to your master?"
Her gaze slowly drifted downward. To my lower half. Precisely pointing at the spot straining to burst through my pants.
"Hurry... and place that hidden needle."
"M-Master! What are you saying! Th-that's... the Knight Slayer..."
"Do it before you're excommunicated for defying your master's command!"
Uh.
Um.
Could Master be... poisoned by an aphrodisiac?
The thought flashed through my mind, and suddenly everything made sense. What else could explain this? Then... it was my duty to save her. This was treatment.
Screw it.
Excommunication it is, then. Might as well fuck her.
Resolved, I undid the front of my pants. My impatient cock sprang free, drooling sticky precum as it revealed its full glory.
Seeing it, Master's body froze solid. The blood drained from her flushed face for a moment. Her lips parted ever so slightly, almost inaudibly.
"Ah..."
"Master. Pardon the intrusion."
I murmured softly and took a step toward her. All reason snapped, overwhelmed by boiling lust. Treatment. Yeah, this was treatment. A disciple's duty to obey his master. Plausible excuses danced in my head.
"Ah... W-wait, hold on...!"
Master cried out desperately, her voice shaking badly. I nodded obediently.
"Yes. I'll wait."
As I said it, I gently grasped her white, smooth thigh. Scorching heat seeped into my palm. I intended to wait. Really. But against my will, my hips thrust forward. Master's eyes widened in horror. She frantically reached out to push my head away.
Squelch-.
I aligned my glans with her entrance.
"Aaah! I-I said wait! D-do you want excommunication?!"
"No. I don't want that at all... ...Heh."
And in the next instant, I slammed my hips forward with all my strength.
Riiip-!
A creepy tearing sound of something tough and thin ripping echoed as hot, tight inner walls swallowed my glans.
"Hiiik-!"
Master couldn't even scream properly. She just threw her head back, arching her back like a bow to endure the pain.
I didn't stop. Slowly moving my hips, I pushed all the way to the root. When my hard glans pressed against her cervix, her body shuddered like a wounded beast.
I breathed hot air into her ear and whispered.
"Honestly, I've wanted to fuck you every time I saw you, Master."
Squelch squelch
"I chanted 'Knight Slayer' to myself every night like a mantra... but I can't hold back anymore."
Each upward thrust drew short groans from her: "Ha, ugh...!" Her body resisted me, but inside, it clenched hotly, refusing to let go.
"So, Master, lend me your pussy for a bit."
Gasping raggedly, she screamed.
"Ha, ugh... Y-you... excommunication...! Ugh, th-this... abomination...! In your master's body...! You put it in...!"
Excommunication. The word stuck in my ear. I laughed without stopping my thrusts.
"Ah, yes. Then I'll keep pounding until you cancel the excommunication."
With those words, the urge to cum exploded.
Spurt! Spuuurt!
"Kuh...!"
I unleashed thick, hot semen deep inside, straight at her scorching cervix, not holding back a drop. Even as I came, I didn't stop, wildly slamming my hips. Her already slick insides grew even slipperier with my load, making my movements rougher.
"Ah, ah! D-don't move while cumming...! Stop...! I-I just came...!"
Overwhelmed by the aftershocks of her climax and the hot flood pouring into her womb, Master pleaded. Only then did I pause and smile.
"Ah. Got it."
And plunged deep once more.
Splat- splat-!
The filled walls couldn't hold it, and globs of semen backflowed from the gap between cock and pussy, making lewd sounds.
"Master, was that a fart just now?"
"N-no it wasn't! A-and I said stop, ugh...!"
Master screamed, covering her flushed face with both hands. Her toes were red too—she looked utterly adorable.
So cute...
I reached out and gently pried her hands away from her face. Then I kissed her tear- and sweat-streaked face. As I forced my lips between hers, her tongue startled and fled. I immediately extended mine to block her throat. With no escape, Master's tongue meekly entwined with mine.
There, that's more like it.
After a long tangle, exploring her mouth, I slowly pulled back. A silver strand of saliva stretched between us. I whispered in her ear again.
"Master. I'll keep pounding until you cancel the excommunication."
No sooner had I spoken than another orgasm crashed over me.
Shudder- My body quaked.
This time deeper and more persistent, dumping everything as if reaching beyond her womb.
"Huuuugh...!"
Master just clung to my shoulders, trembling violently.
"C-can... cel... no...!"
She spat it out like her last shred of pride.
"Yesss. Don't cancel it, by all means."
I replied and began thrusting my hips again.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
The sounds of flesh slapping, wet friction, and her breaking moans filled the room. Once, twice, ten times... countless climaxes and ejaculations followed.
And around the twenty-fifth, Master's body went limp beneath my thrusts.
"C-can... cel... ling it...!"
Those were her last words. No sooner had she spoken than her eyes rolled back white, and she passed out in my arms.