A Tasty Pussy Beckons
Here... there's a tasty... pussy right here....... My belly's burning hot. No, my whole body feels like it's on fire. The liquid Irene injected is an aphrodisiac. A drug that forces heat on you, literally. I can feel it spreading through my veins to every part of my body in real time.
"Haa... haa... haa!! Haa!!"
My heart's pounding like mad. The throbbing against my eardrums echoes like a drum in my ears. My breath comes in gasps. My vision flickers blurry. My mind goes white-hot.
"Haaang... haeu... heuuuung......"
A moan slips from my lips. The kind of lewd cry only a bitch in heat would make. That horrific sound bursts out past my lips against my will. Humiliating. Fuck... fuck!! My body's gone limp. My fingertips tremble with a bizarre sensation sweeping over me. I've got my mind under control. I won't lose to some aphrodisiac. Even if it's forced on me... I won't say I want it!!
"Heh... impressive willpower?"
Irene leans in close to my face, grinning. Mocking me.
I catch a glimpse of myself reflected in her eyes. Unfocused gaze. Lips parted wide. Drool spilling out. Cheeks flushed red with arousal. Anyone seeing this would laugh like Irene.
"By now, you should be begging for cock... how strange."
Cruel woman. Does she have to be this cruel? Pfook! Suddenly, more liquid floods into my pussy.
"Looks like our Saintess needs a bigger dose of aphrodisiac!"
"Aaa... noooooohuhuuk!!"
She flings me to the floor. But there's no pain at all. The aphrodisiac has numbed all my senses. A different feeling from before. My pussy's burning up. My body twists on its own again.
"Hii... hieu... it... itches... so itchyyy!"
It's scorching hot and unbearably itchy down there. A maddening thirst surges up. My body's rebelling, craving to be filled. It's started. Now I've become what Irene wanted... a body in heat.
"Ahh... give it... please... put it in... pleeease......"
In the end, the words "put it in" spill from my mouth. I know exactly what'll happen if that enters my body, but I couldn't stop myself.
It feels like I'll die right now if it doesn't go in.
Like a moth diving into flames knowing it'll die. I've surrendered my reason to that cursed instinct too.
"Behold, citizens! This is the true face of the Saintess who ruled over us! Calling herself a virgin while craving a horse's cock!! Utterly revolting!"
Irene incites the crowd. But I don't care anymore.
"Cock... horse... horse cock's fine too... hurry... hurry and shove it in my hole... please......"
"Hehe, if you're that desperate......"
Chiiik. The sound of something being sprayed.
"Ugh...!"
A beastly stench assaults my nose. It's being sprayed all over my body.
Disgusting. Acid reflux surges up from my stomach.
"Urk! Uweeek!"
"Oh dear, Saintess, no vomiting. It's your beloved groom's favorite scent."
Of course. No normal horse would mate with a human. This is horse-mating pheromones. Sprayed on my body... to make the horse want to fuck me...
"Now, to quench the Saintess's thirst, let's make sure to spray plenty."
Cold liquid splashes onto my pussy.
"Hau... heuu... ugh!!"
But the aphrodisiac already in me turns even that chill into scorching stimulation. My whole body writhes. Without what I crave, my body's going insane—I can feel it.
Hot liquid trickles down my thighs. Love juices gushing from my pussy.
"Pruuurrrng!"
A guttural whinny erupts behind me. My "groom." Knulu.
"Hehe, your groom loves your bitch scent."
Irene leads Knulu toward me.
The black stallion's massive hot breaths wash over every inch of my body. Foreplay before sex. Checking if the partner can take his cock.
"Hiihihihiiing!!"
The black horse stamps madly. His huge hooves thunder on the platform.
"Ha... eu... haa... c-cock......"
Fear should be dominating me. If that massive beast cock enters me, it'll rupture my womb, my guts. No, worse than death—unimaginable agony.
I know. My head knows perfectly. But my body says different. The aphrodisiac-fueled flesh craves pleasure over fear. Begging for it. Desperately screaming for that huge cock to be shoved in.
"Heuu... cock... cock... please... put it in... pleeeease......"
The aphrodisiac's scrambled my brain. Words no Saintess should utter come pouring out.
That horrific beast stench now smells good. His musk. His breath.
Each whiff makes my womb throb and clench. Pyushut! Pshuuushut! Love juices spray from my pussy like a fountain. Primal craving. Sex. I want horse cock.
I hate it. I hate it, but I want it.
"Please... please... give it... let it fuck me......"
"Heh... begging like that makes me not want to give it."
Irene wickedly blocks the stamping, aroused black horse, savoring my heat-stricken form with a laugh. Annoying... so fucking annoying...!!
"Please... give it to me... hurry......"
"No way. Now that you want it this bad, I don't wanna."
"G-Give it!! I want horse cock, you fucking bitch!!"
A shout explodes from my mouth. Did I even have the strength left for that?
An unbelievable cry from me. It echoes across the entire square.
"The Saintess... ahh... ahhh......"
"A virgin? She's a whore!!"
"Die!!"
"Die!!"
The citizens' shouts ring in my ears. The end of Saintess Elise.
"Perfect! Absolutely perfect, Saintess! Hohohoho!!"
Irene's laughter. The laugh of one whose revenge is complete.
To think I'd meet such a pathetic end....... Better if I'd just died at the start and my soul vanished. What is this... why do I have to suffer this humiliation......
Tears blur my vision. Even as stones pelt my body from the crowd, I feel nothing.
Lust. That single instinct has fully seized my body. Adrenaline surges wildly, erasing even pain.
"Please...... you've done everything you wanted... so... give it... please... shove it in... pleeease......"
My body craves something hotter than itself. The impulse to have something thicker, rougher plunge into my pussy and stir me insane won't stop.
"Don't just watch... please... give it to meee...... my groooom......"
It's insane, but even I can see I'm crazy. Begging the black horse's cock to fill me quick. To defile me.
"Filthy slut!!"
"Wanting to fuck a horse? You're insane!!"
"Dirty whore!!"
I'm going mad.
The citizens' jeers. And... my body increasingly craving his cock. I'm losing it. I really don't know what to do.
"Let the Saintess and Knulu have their sacred wedding night at once!"
Irene leads Knulu toward me. "Now... should I give it? Or not? Give? Or not?"
"Fuck...! Give it!! You fucking bitch!! Give iiiit!!!"
Slap! Stars burst in my vision. My cheek's been struck.
"Who gave you permission for that rude tongue?!"
"Irene!"
The Emperor's roar makes Irene flinch. "Y-Yes... Your Majesty."
"Enough. Grant the Saintess's request. We are eager to witness the Sun God's wrath."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Irene, looking disappointed.
"Fuck... give it already... the Emperor says... give it... hurry... huuurry......"
Crack! This time, my ass. Irene lashes it mercilessly with her whip.
"You still think you're a Saintess?! Call him Emperor before His Majesty?!"
"Enough."
The Emperor steps in to stop Irene.
"Show restraint."
"Why, Your Majesty! This bitch insulted you!"
"Showing the people the Saintess being tortured might backfire."
I overhear the Emperor whispering to Irene. Not for my sake.
Pure calculation. The rational act of an Emperor aiming to fully absorb the Terranos Theocracy into his Persius Empire.
"Understood, Your Majesty......"
Irene steps back. Seeing her fully retreat, the Emperor raises his hand high.
"Prepare the feast!!"
Irene releases the black horse's reins.
"Hiihihiiing!!"
There's a saying about a colt off the reins. It fits the black horse perfectly. He starts bucking wildly all over.
Go... good. Now I just need to brace myself?
"Hiihing! Hiiing!"
But there's a problem. He's... circling just around me. He should approach me... mount me... why isn't he coming?
What do I do......
......
Yeah......
I might not understand horse, but... I'll call him... that's all I can do...
"Here... there's a tasty... pussy right here... come ooon."
I start gently shaking my ass, soaked slick with my juices. So my groom, Knulu, can spot my hole nice and clear.