Chapter 29
Chapter 29
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Priest, We've Met Again. (5)
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I couldn't help but wonder what the hell I'd done wrong. I'd never killed anyone, never even hit anybody. It felt so goddamn unfair to be treated like this.
A woman with mint-green hair approached step by step. Fear sank deep into my bones as I backed away, only to hit the wall soon after, leaving me trapped with nowhere to go.
"Wh-what the hell did I do to you? If you wanted it that bad, you could've just come to the church. Did you really have to do it like this?"
"Aw... come on, Priest. Where's the fun in that?"
"Huh?"
"I want to see you trembling and crawling to me like this. This is way more thrilling than just paying for some passive fuck."
Psychopath? She spoke with a mad grin twisting her lips, looking anything but sane. Kidnapping me for something as stupid as that? My breath caught in my throat; I couldn't even form words.
"Hey! Quit stalling and get on with it!"
A woman standing guard by the door yelled at the mint-haired one with clear irritation.
Letting out a deep sigh, she clicked her tongue in annoyance and shot back as if ready to throw down right then.
"Tch, fine! You're so damn impatient. Just wait a sec, alright?"
They glared at each other fiercely, eyes sharp as knives. Stuck between these lionesses, I felt like a lone male lion—frozen stiff, not daring to make a peep.
"Ah... this fucking sucks."
Cracking her neck, the mint-haired woman turned her gaze back to me. She licked her lips, scanning me up and down with a smirk, then reached between my legs.
Thwack—
"Hngh...!"
Fuck, that hurt. She squeezed so hard tears welled up instantly, and I gritted my teeth.
"What? No way, Priest—are you actually getting excited?"
My dick throbbed angrily under her touch through my robes.
She stared at me like I'd lost my mind.
Of course it was weird to get hard in a situation like this. With death on the line, an erection made no sense—even if some primal breeding instinct kicked in under threat, this was way off-script.
"Haha! Guess even a priest like you can't help being a perv."
She had me pegged as some massive degenerate, but it was really just the piled-up Corruption Value and skipping a jerk-off session yesterday. Not that she knew, so I couldn't muster any decent excuse.
Truth be told, the second she said she wanted to fuck my brains out, my dick shot up like it was on cue. I should've felt disgusted and repulsed, but my body burned unnaturally hot instead.
Cackling, she rubbed my cock through my clothes. The soft lining brushed inside, slowly warming things up.
"I knew you were a slutty priest, but damn, I didn't think you were this far gone. Were you secretly looking forward to this after getting caught?"
"N-no, that's not... I mean..."
Like hell I was looking forward to it. Was I crazy?
But despite my protests, my dick swelled bigger than ever, burning me up inside with frustration.
"Bullshit... It's rock-hard 'cause you love it. Just admit it nice and easy. You want to get raped..."
"Hngh...! No...!"
I had no idea what was happening. Physiologically, I recoiled in disgust, but her scent and filthy words made my head buzz.
Forced rape shouldn't feel good, yet two clashing emotions—revulsion and pleasure—left me hopelessly confused.
"Haa... you're such a slut... If you hate it so much, scream louder and try to get away. What's wrong? Can't? Then you might as well get fucked."
"Khk...! Hnngh...!"
Her hand dove deeper into my pants, gripping my bare cock now.
She sped up, and I couldn't hold back anymore—I blew a massive load onto her hand, thick as if I'd saved up for a week.
"Kuh...! C-coming...! No... come out...! Hiih...!"
Splurt—spurt—splurt spurt—
It kept gushing like a broken faucet. All the pent-up cum drained from my balls, pulling me into a strange haze of pleasure.
"Haa... can't hold back anymore..."
"Guhk...!"
Thud.
Her patience snapped; she shoved me down flat and straddled my hips. Lust blazing in her eyes, she pinned my chest to the floor to keep me from getting up.
"You're such a horny mutt. How the hell have you been surviving as a priest with a body like this?"
Panting hot breaths, her flushed face twisted in a scowl as she roughly tore at my clothes with both hands.
"No... please, really... stop..."
This was one line I wouldn't cross. I fought desperately to cover myself as she stripped me.
But the more I resisted, the harder she yanked, until I lay nearly naked on the cold floor.
"Fucking hell... you look like a goddamn church urinal, built for sex."
Wiping drool from her mouth, she aligned her pussy with my dick and swallowed it whole—no foreplay needed.
"Hahk...! Haa... haa..."
She moaned sweetly like it was her first time tasting cock. Then came a raw, animalistic fuck session.
"Someone... please..."
I glanced desperately at the door, eyes wide. No help came—just those bitches watching and snickering as I got raped.
'This is fucked... something's wrong...'
My dick felt like it was melting inside her pussy. It was gross, filthy, hated it, bullshit—yet I couldn't control the arousal.
Was I really that depraved? Rumors had spread far and wide about me being the church's fucktoy; my chastity as a man was long gone.
But... even so... getting turned on by trash like her...
No matter how low I'd sunk, this was too far. Way too fucked up.
"Guhk...! Haa... good... I hate it so much... but it feels good... hngh...!"
"You fucking bastard...! Horny dog...! Hah... huaaah!"
"Hey, hey! Take it easy. You break the kid, then what?"
She slammed down like pounding a dildo, rough and relentless. Even forced, my dick burned like fire.
Made me question why I'd resisted something this good for so long...
"Guhk...!"
Suddenly, she clamped her hands around my throat, squeezing brutally. Air cut off, unbearable pain hit me, and oxygen deprivation blurred my vision.
"Haa... haa... how's that? Feels good, right? Perverted slut loves getting pussy-fucked, huh?"
"Guhk...! Kk...!"
This crazy bitch... how far would she go before she was satisfied? Was I gonna die?
Unable to breathe, I thrashed wildly, begging for life with my whole body. She just grinned wider at my agony, lips twitching in delight.
"Scared I'm gonna kill you? Don't worry. Gotta play with you long-term, so I won't let you die. Got it?"
Crazy... I never imagined someone worse than Bishop Lisa. At least she wasn't this sadistic. No matter how bad I fucked up, she treated me like a person.
But now? I was just a cum dump toy. It terrified me that if I died, she'd revive me somehow just to keep fucking.
"Guhk...! Puha...!"
Her grip loosened. Without giving me a second to recover, she yanked my head up and crushed her lips to mine. Her breath flooded my lungs, corrupting me bit by bit.
"Mmph...! Hngh...! Heee...!"
Splurt—spurt—spurt—splurt—
Raped all over my body, I succumbed to the pleasure born of terror and pumped my load deep inside her. Licked from face to wherever, I turned into a total slut in an instant. Satisfied with her creampie, she tossed me aside like trash and stood up.
"Ah... that was good... Who's next?"
"Nice! All done?"
"Yeah. Don't go too rough."
"Like I'd be worse than you?"
They high-fived like tag-teaming athletes and switched places.
This time, a tanned woman approached me.
"P-please... enough..."
"Whoa there... where you think you're going, Priest? Plenty of time left..."
Grip—
I kicked against the floor, scrambling for the door, but it was pointless. She snatched my ankle and hoisted me up effortlessly with one hand.
How did such a slender body hold that strength? Dangling helplessly in the air, I stared in shock as she whispered hotly in my ear.
"We're just getting started—where you running off to? Priest, if you don't wanna die, better be a good boy and listen. Yeah?"