Training Log [Ronin & Aria (3)]
The word temptation had never once crossed my lips in my entire life. Not even once.
Well… maybe if you counted the time in my childish youth when I threw a tantrum, begging my parents to buy me a game console. If that counted as temptation, then sure. But how had someone who had lived such a wholesome life ended up in a position where I was pleading for another man’s cock?
“……Temptation, you say.”
Ronin shrugged when he saw me hesitate.
“If it’s too burdensome for you, shall I play with this child again instead? It hasn’t returned to its original size yet, so experiencing it gradually swelling inside you would be quite the novel sensation.”
The tentacle writhing disgustingly in his hand had grown noticeably larger than when I first saw it. I felt a grotesque revulsion at its massively increased volume. It had absorbed my fluids and grown this much? Was that even possible? Was it some kind of seaweed monster? A physiological terror gripped me. According to Ronin, it could grow even larger.
“I-I’ll do it! I’ll do it!”
My desperate cry must have worked. He tossed the squirming tentacle into a corner where I couldn’t see it. There was a wet splat, like some liquid creature hitting the floor. Perhaps because Ronin was present, the tentacle didn’t approach me.
“Now then, I won’t give you much time. Do your best.”
He looked down at me with a relaxed smile. My head spun. How could I possibly seduce this man? How could I make him sexually aroused? All sorts of thoughts raced through my mind. He probably wasn’t looking for simple dirty talk. This was a man who wanted to thoroughly break me. A being who sought to castrate my very personality. So what would someone with such sadistic tendencies enjoy?
A lightbulb flashed above my head in my imagination. That’s right. He wanted me to submit. He wanted me to submit against my will, leaving scars on my pride and personality. If that was what he wanted… if that was what he desired… then I would give it to him. As long as I could get out of this place, I would do anything!
I moved my now-free arm down between my legs. My pussy was soaked, drenched like a cotton ball that had absorbed too much water, glistening obscenely. Using my index, middle, and ring fingers on both hands, I spread my outer lips apart. The tiny, tightly closed slit opened, revealing the flushed pink flesh inside. Strings of arousal dripped down like drool from between my folds.
Ronin watched my every movement without missing a single thing. Just that alone filled me with shame. I wanted to stop. Even when I was a man, getting caught masturbating made me want to die of embarrassment. Being a woman now didn’t make it any different. Falling into the abyss would be better than this. I had to say something dirty, but the words wouldn’t leave my mouth. It was too humiliating. So humiliating I thought I might die. Tears suddenly poured down my face.
A voice as cold as ice pierced through my sobbing.
“Is spreading your pussy and crying all you can manage for temptation?”
He sounded disappointed. My heart sank. If he got angry and left, I would have to suffer under that tentacle again. I would have to endure my mind shattering once more. I hated it. I was terrified of breaking.
Still spreading my outer lips, I forced a formal smile. Did it look convincing? Probably not. My lips were trembling so badly it must have been a pathetic excuse for a smile. But that was fine. Ronin wanted to see me ruined, so he would probably enjoy even this crushed reaction. What a pervert.
“Beloved and revered Priest Ronin.”
Love? It made me want to vomit. Reverence? I’d rather bite my tongue and die than revere a bastard like him.
Ronin focused on my words. If I said something like “Just fuck off and die, you damp orphan fuck,” I would surely see hell. So this was the time to bow my head.
My brain, which had consumed a massive amount of erotic AV back in the modern world, selected the most embarrassingly shameful line possible for this situation. This should be something he would enjoy.
I parted my trembling lips.
“P-please… please roughly, roughly fuck Aria’s immature little baby cunt.”
There was no reaction. I lifted my head with a shiver. His expression hadn’t changed at all. He looked like a mannequin. Was it because what I said wasn’t erotic enough? H-how should I do this? Should I masturbate? The thought didn’t stay just a thought. I immediately put it into action.
Schlick. Squelch.
Using my slender index and middle fingers, I stirred around my entrance. Fast and hard enough to make wet sounds. That way this man would get excited too. I didn’t forget to add vulgar moans.
“Aria’s smooth, hairless little baby cunt… heuk, it’s already this… ugh, w-wet. I got it soaking wet while thinking about your huge, magnificent cock, Priest Ronin! Hik!”
Even after all this, he didn’t move an inch. Was he impotent? No, he was clearly hard. Just how broken did he want me to become?
As I focused on masturbating, the incubus pheromones still lingering in my body gradually dyed my mind pink. My rational thoughts grew hazy like a foggy morning. No. I had to endure. I had to hold on until he gave me a sign that it was okay. With sheer willpower. With pure grit.
“Ahek, heuk. Please punish Aria’s naughty little drooling baby cunt with your big cock, Priest Ronin. Stir it up roughly so… hng, uek, I won’t have any bad thoughts… hiik.”
My mind had already shattered several times. Even though Purification had allowed me to think rationally again, it was meaningless. No matter what, it was just a sandcastle that would vanish without a trace at the first wave of pleasure.
The more I toyed with my pussy, the more my shame and humiliation faded, leaving only instinctive desperation. Gradually, embarrassment disappeared from my actions. I lifted my hips and displayed my spread cunt to him as if showing it off.
“Higuk, euguk. Put it in! Please put it in! Aria’s immoral pussy is aching! So please, Priest-nim’s cock! Hit me with your cock!”
“Hmm.”
His massive cock twitched. There was a reaction. I inwardly cheered, but the thought suddenly cut off. What exactly was I cheering for? Was I happy because I could leave this room? Or was I happy because I was about to get fucked by Ronin? How pathetic. How vulgar.
His cock brushed against my groin. Then Ronin’s member rubbed against my pussy as if kissing it. The moment his male organ touched my female one, a sharp thrill shot through me.
“Heuuuughk!”
Incubus pheromones were originally emitted to steal human vitality. So it was only natural that I, addicted to those pheromones, would react to a cock. It was just that the sensitivity was far beyond what I had imagined.
“Heuguguguuuuk, aaaaah, aaahk!”
Just rubbing against my crotch was enough to make me feel this much. What would happen if that cock actually went inside? I was scared. It was terrifying. But… I was also looking forward to it. What kind of pleasure would I feel? How good would it feel?
He pulled his cock away with a look of disgust. I let out a disappointed, disheveled moan.
“Hiik.”
“What an utterly worthless pussy.”
“That’s right, Aria’s cunt is worthless, so p-please, scold me!”
“I refuse.”
Click. My thoughts froze. Why?
Ronin began pulling his pants back up. I frantically grabbed his collar.
“Did Aria do something wrong? I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I was wrong. So please…”
Ronin easily shook me off.
“It seems it would be good for you to have some time for confession, Saintess.”
No. He was leaving. Only then did I realize it. From the very beginning, Ronin had never intended to let me out of here. He had wanted me to struggle desperately. My mind, clouded by lust, had been too stupid to notice. It had probably just been a simple prank. You should have trusted the right person, you idiot.
“Still, you seem quite desperate, so I’ll leave that child behind. You won’t be lonely.”
With those words, he left the Room of Repentance without a single trace of regret.
And then the tentacle approached.
“A-aaaaaah!”
A wail escaped me. It was obvious I would be soaked in pleasure again. Even if I was toyed with like that, I wouldn’t be able to reach orgasm. I hated it. Let me cum! Please let me cum!
The tentacle, now even larger than before, approached through the darkness. I knew I couldn’t reach climax with that tentacle. My heart felt like it was falling into an endless abyss. Yet my body, burning with arousal, desperately craved even that tentacle.
Crack. Crack. A ringing filled my ears. My head hurt like it was about to split open. A hollow laugh leaked out.
“Ahaha, hahak.”
It was fine now. I would just chase pleasure. The mind I had rebuilt with Purification collapsed once again. It crumbled completely with a crash.
When Ronin returned—after spending a full day before arriving at the Room of Repentance—Aria was being violated all over her body by a long tentacle. He was impressed.
‘To think she could grow it this much.’
It hadn’t grown this large on her fluids alone. If that were the case, Aria would have already suffered severe dehydration.
‘It must have absorbed the Holy Power the Saintess produces and used it to increase its size.’
It would have been difficult to grow it to this extent. As expected, Aria had talent.
“This is troublesome.”
If he didn’t deal with the tentacle soon, there was a chance it would implant itself in Aria’s womb. Watching her despair while carrying a monster’s spawn would be delightful, but it was still too early.
“Shrink.”
Shrink
The tentacle let out a shrill, white-hot screech at Ronin’s command. Then it gradually began to shrink. This was a Holy Spell cast on the tentacle itself, forcing it to expel the Holy Power it had absorbed. As a result, the Holy Power extracted from Aria began to rise thickly in the surrounding air.
“Ahegek, heuk.”
The moment the tentacle disappeared, Aria went limp. Ronin approached her. Her eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep during her torment by the tentacle, and her entire body was covered in a semen-like fluid that gave off a terrible stench.
“You look absolutely wretched, Saintess?”
“……want.…want.…want.…want.”
She was muttering something. When Ronin drew closer, he could finally make out the words.
“Wantsexwantsexwantsexwantsexwantsex.”
Wasn’t what the tentacle did to her also sex? It would have been an interesting topic for debate, but dealing with Aria came first.
Just then, Aria noticed Ronin. Her eyes widened, then she broke into a sloppy, lewd smile.
“Ah, Priest Ronin. My cunt was getting wet. So please scrape my insides raw? I waited for so long. Even though Aria’s little baby cunt got all red and swollen from being tormented by the tentacle, you’ll still do it, right? You don’t want to? Then I’m so needy right now, it feels so empty and weird?”
She had once been such a noble woman. A woman who had burned with desperate will and resisted with everything she had. Yet look at her now. It was delightful to see her throw away all pride and beg like this. Her mind wasn’t working properly either—her speech was completely broken.
“What will you do if I refuse?”
“Umm… then, couldn’t you just rub your cock on the outside of my cunt without putting it in? Is that not allowed either? My little baby cunt is throbbing so hard. I want that cock. If I don’t get it, will I become a stupid pussy that only knows how to scratch itself?”
Her logic was strange. Yet Aria didn’t seem to notice the strangeness and simply tilted her head. It was truly, utterly amusing.
“It can’t be helped. Just this once.”
Ronin lowered his pants. The fact that she could finally have the cock she had longed for made Aria rejoice. A hint of madness flickered in her clouded eyes.
“Wow, I’m so happy! Hehe, Aria worked hard! I tried so hard to get this cock!”
“You’ve suffered greatly, Saintess.”
Ronin’s massive cock sprang out from his pants. Upon seeing it, Aria flipped over like a dog, spreading her legs wide.
“Hurry, hurry and put it in! It’s so itchy, it’s throbbing so much, I want it! I want it!”
“You’re like a dog doing tricks.”
Aria thought for a brief moment before smiling brightly and imitating a dog’s bark.
“Woof! Woof! Aria wants cock in her cunt!”
“If you desire it that much.”
Ronin’s glans aimed for Aria’s hole. She drooled as she stared intently at the sight. Squelch. Sluuurp. Though her hole was narrow for his size, her pussy was so slick that it slid in easily. It was the penetration she had waited so long for. The dam of pleasure she had built up finally burst.
The sensation of being filled completely made Aria cry out in pleasure-soaked moans.
“Heuk, eugggit, giiik, higik, hik, hik, hauk, hak, hik, hik.”
Beyond the floating sensation, she soared through the sky. Aria’s face twisted. Her breath caught. Her eyes rolled back. Her body convulsed as if in shock. In the end, she fainted. Was the pleasure too much for her brain to handle? Ronin had no way of knowing. Even so, he had no intention of stopping his thrusts.
Schlick. Squelch. Squelch.
Every time he moved his hips, the unconscious Aria’s body reacted violently. Her pussy had already reached orgasm, clenching tightly around him. It gripped his cock and refused to let go.
“How utterly lewd.”
Spluuuurt.
Perhaps from too many orgasms, her urethra had loosened, and golden liquid sprayed onto his cock. The sharp smell of urine filled the air.
“How disgraceful.”
Ronin clenched his fist and slammed it into Aria’s abdomen. Thud. Thud.
“Haak, heuk, huuuk.”
It was a high-pitched sound like a balloon popping. After several punches, she regained consciousness, blinking with hollow eyes as she looked at him.
“……Ro…nin?”
“What are you doing fainting on your own?”
When he thrust again, a sweet moan escaped Aria’s lips.
“Heuuuuk, heuk.”
“What? You’re not saying anything.”
“Heuguk, I’m cumming, again, again, waaa!”
Ronin stopped talking and focused on working his hips. Every time he pierced her, Aria’s pussy gushed fluids like a broken faucet.
“C-cumming, cumming again, again, again. I’m cumming, I’m cumming. Euhgiiit, haeuk.”
“To soil me with your piss… I’m truly disappointed.”
Thud.
Ronin drove his fist into her abdomen once more.
“Euuuk.”
Unlike when she had fainted, this time there was a clear reaction. Her toes and fingertips curled. It seemed she was even feeling the punches.
“Haa, at this rate it can’t even be called punishment.”
Aria shook her head and begged.
“Ari…haak. I’ll clench my pussy properly, I’ll work harder.”
“That’s right. We have plenty of time for correction, so don’t worry.”
Ronin thought he shouldn’t use the incubus pheromones next time. If she broke this easily, where was the fun? There was still a long way to go. From the Room of Repentance, Aria’s heated screams echoed endlessly.