Chapter 199
Chapter 199
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 199
Chapter Title: Seizing the Initiative
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"You'll become my sow...?"
"Kuh... Y-Yes! So take me as your sex slave instead!"
I had no idea when she'd gotten to her feet, but from her every word, it was clear that all Christia could manage right now was to stand.
Violet had healed her wounds earlier, but that had only mended the injuries themselves. It hadn't erased the shock from when Eleonora had relentlessly bashed her head.
Until just moments ago, the shield she'd held to protect Violet had now become a crutch to support her own body.
"N-No...! I said I'll be your sow! Just don't lay a hand on Christia in exchange—"
"I'll make the offer on those terms! I'll become your sow, so release the Saintess... at least release the Saintess...!"
"Heh heh, well now."
In truth, surprisingly enough, I wasn't all that interested in Christia.
After all, one female knight like Eleonora was plenty. Sure, I liked female knights, and I wouldn't refuse to train Christia if told to.
Besides, with the philosophy of "the more the merrier," and now that I'd tasted the pleasures of the female form, any new bitch was like a sweet floral scent tempting this honeybee known as me.
Of course, that floral scent was the utterly lewd aroma of her love juices,
but things had changed with milk leaking from Violet's breasts.
Holy milk brimming with divine power from the Saintess's breasts no less— I'd just called it a sweet floral scent drawing in bees, but this milk was a whole hive... no, a giant honey pot.
Just the smell alone was enough to make my teeth ache and stir up both my interest and impatience in equal measure.
Christia?
I could always grab her later at my leisure.
"Nah, pass."
"What!?"
"Why would I swap out such a cute sow—one that's already recognized her Master and is offering up her sweet milk?"
And with those words, I called for Eleonora and Urga while immediately burying my face in Violet's dainty breasts, chomping down hard on one of those adorable pink nipples.
"Hmph! Mmmph...!"
"Covering her mouth with your hand?! Release her at once! Let Master hear this bitch's vulgar moans!"
"I-I can't, I can't do that...!!"
"Saintess!!"
As her cheeks hollowed out with a lewd smooch and I yanked my head back hard with the nipple still in my mouth, something incredibly soft, nutty, and sweet flooded into my mouth.
"Huh? Is this right?"
"Master? Is there something wrong with this sow's milk...?"
"Yeah, I always thought milk was supposed to be super gamey, but sluuuurp, this one's insanely sweet and delicious."
"?"
It had this strangely addictive quality—once you started sucking, you couldn't stop wanting more. As Urga and I kept slurping away at Violet's tits, Eleonora shoved Urga aside (with a loud thud as Urga crashed into the corner, squealing like a pig),
and took a light taste of Violet's breasts, now already famous as a hot spot.
"..."
"So, what do you think?"
"I can't deny it's unexpectedly exquisite, but..."
"But?"
As I tilted my head, Eleonora licked her lips clean of the milk, then squatted right there,
brushing aside the Saintess's hand that had been gripping my cock and engulfing it whole in her mouth.
As if to say that tasting this milk meant she now had to sample this milk for a proper review.
"Can't rein her in at all."
"~♥"
"A-Again with the cock...?!"
"More importantly, why is this Saintess so vulnerable to dirty talk?"
Even this lascivious Eleonora had blushed and squealed at first when hearing words like "cock" and "pussy," but this Saintess gasped at my cock while having no qualms uttering the words herself.
Slurp! Chuooop! Chup! Slurrrrp!
And so Eleonora's mouth pussy service continued, while Violet desperately clamped her hand over her mouth to stifle the moans from me toying with her breasts.
She was scheming something, and had put it into action, but now she was overcome with shame and humiliation from exposing her naked body, being groped, and having her milk sucked by a total stranger.
And a faint fear too.
Violet's trembling wasn't just from having her tits suckled.
Of course, from my side, aiming to seize the initiative in this chance she'd given me by scheming, it wasn't a bad reaction at all.
"Mmph (Master!)?"
"Yeah, what?"
Unlike usual, where she'd shake her head with my cock shoved deep in her throat, she was gripping it with one hand—maybe planning to torment her pussy or clit with the other?
Contrary to my guess, Eleonora grabbed my hand and guided it toward Violet's lower belly.
Violet was trembling like a frightened fawn, lost amid those swirling emotions, when for some reason my eyes drifted not to my hand being led by Eleonora, but to the silver-haired female knight.
Christia, steadying her nearly collapsing body, stared blankly at me, Eleonora, and the toyed-with Violet.
She'd probably realized by now, from this scene, that I wouldn't trade her for the Saintess.
Well then, how would she react?
Would she stick to her guns as she'd just declared, throwing a tantrum to swap herself for the Saintess?
Or surrender to uncontrollable rage, like the relentless metallic clangs echoing from her gauntlets and boots, and try to reclaim the Saintess?
But she knew better than anyone that even that wouldn't be easy.
No matter how much unbelievable power surged from her fury, taking on both Eleonora and Urga at once would put not just herself, but Violet too, in danger.
"Hmm?"
"No, keep servicing."
"~♪"
Of course, Eleonora was single-mindedly slurping my cock regardless of what Christia did.
And just as my hand, gripped by Eleonora, was about to touch Violet's flawlessly smooth mound,
Clang-!
Suddenly, Christia dropped her sword and shield to the floor.
She'd voluntarily discarded her weapons—the very tools for defending herself and reclaiming the Saintess.
All our eyes in the room turned to the silver-haired female knight, who was essentially naked save for her gauntlets and boots, in her utterly pitiful state.
And as if she'd been waiting, Christia bit her lip hard after exhaling a pathetically feeble breath compared to the one she'd drawn.
"Heh, you've probably guessed it already, but I'm not really into your side..."
"..."
Was she just gonna throw a fit?
But ignoring my words, Christia silently removed her gauntlets and boots, then abruptly spread her legs wide apart.
"Christia!"
Even as Violet cried out in shock at her silver-haired pussy being fully exposed, Christia ignored her and pressed her head to the floor behind her.
Just like Eleonora had done earlier, she assumed a posture of submission.
"Kh, kuhhh...!!"
"Oh?"
Letting out an involuntary groan of unbearable shame and humiliation, she steadfastly held her frog-leg position, displaying her tightly clenched pussy as if to say, "Look well."
"I... I surrender. I'll strip bare and surrender just as you want... Train me, break me as much as you like..."
"No! I'll be your slave, so spare Christia at least—"
Violet was pleading tearfully for mercy, but astonishingly, Christia didn't even glance her way.
"So take me too! Make me your sow too...!"
"Christia!!"
Tears finally spilled from the Saintess's eyes, and Christia squeezed hers shut, biting her lip.
"Hmm... You knew I wouldn't swap and still want to come along?"
"I am the Goddess's sword, and bear the grave duty of serving the Saintess closest to her side. Take me, and you'll have quite the fun time."
Fun? What did she mean? As I tilted my head slightly, Christia astonishingly reached both hands toward her pussy.
And then—
"L-Look, look upon it... Christia Saintshield's v-virgin pussy...! Untouched by any hand, its hymen fresh and alive—a sow's pussy!!"
"Oho."
"If you doubt me, check my hymen yourself! If need be, rip my virginity here with your cock! Fuck me raw right here! Just... just take me too...!!"
Was it more than words? As I feigned disinterest, she waddled over desperately in her frog-leg stance,
approaching right up to Eleonora, who was still sucking my cock, and urgently grabbed my hand, guiding it to her pussy.
"Nice form."
"Kuhhh...!!"
"Christia...!!"
Even as my hand touched her thigh, making her quiver, she quickly returned her guiding hand to spreading her pussy.
As I slyly slipped a finger into her pussy, a faint flush colored Christia's face, but... well...
"But I already have Eleonora. What's the compelling reason to make you my sow too?"
As I turned my gaze away again, pretending disinterest, Christia desperately grabbed my hand trying to withdraw and said,
"Lady Eleonora... as you can see, her pussy isn't tight like mine—it's constantly gaping, a used-up... r-rag pussy!"
"Mmph?!"
Eleonora, who had been slurping my cock like she was savoring classical music, froze solid on the spot.
What can I say—like she was screaming, "What the hell is this bitch saying?!"
Urga burst out laughing, clutching her belly,
but my attention was on Christia, whose face had turned apple-red.
"But my pussy's different! Virgin-fresh as expected, with such tight elasticity you'll cum just from inserting—the chewiness will be delicious! And finally, unlike Lady Eleonora, it has a v-v-v...
hymen!"
"Oh, definitely."
I could feel it with my fingertips.
A dry virgin pussy, but Christia had guided my hand there herself.
And at that moment, clamor erupted from outside.
As I'd predicted, those who'd sensed something wrong with the Saintess were rushing here.
"N-No... I'll go, so... let Christia—!"
"...Hmm, well, there is a vacancy in the sow pens for now."
"Perfect! Anywhere's fine—just take me too! Train me as a sow or whatever—just take me!!"
What was she thinking?
Squish squish!
Eleonora was glaring sullenly at Christia, cheeks puffing slowly—not swallowing her usual load of semen, but holding it.
She was clearly nursing a grudge over having her pussy called a rag pussy moments ago.
"She is my exclusive rag pussy, though."
"Mmph mph!!"
That's different!
It might look like mere petulance, but that beastly growl conveyed Eleonora's intent clearly enough.
"Hmmm... Sure, your body and face are gorgeous, but you've already stripped and shown your pussy, so you'll need some extra performance to stand out."
"...What do you want me to do? If you want to taste my virgin pussy here, be my guest—"
"Ever kissed before?"
"K-Kiss?!"
Hmm, clearly never.
I hugged Violet's waist to keep her from moving and said,
"Kiss my cock. Right now."
"What!?"
"How can you demand something so cruel?!"
Violet shrieked, but I ignored her, gently pushing Eleonora's head away to pull my cock—still coated in her saliva and semen—from her mouth.
"H-Huh... Th-this smell...?!"
"Doing it again?"
She'd reacted the same earlier.
Or was it just overthinking?
"Y-You want me to... kiss this c-cock... covered in semen and Lady Eleonora's saliva...?!"
"Offer your first kiss. Show some gesture of submission to sway my heart."
Crasha-crash!
—Saintess! Are you here!?
—The door's locked!
—Saintess, forgive us! Given the circumstances, we'll—
"Hmmm... Time's up?"
"D-Don't underestimate me...!!"
"Huh?"
For an instant, I felt love juices incomparably thicker than before around my hand buried in Christia's pussy,
but before I could check, Christia dropped to her knees before me and pressed her lips to my cock, reeking of filth.
Smoooch-!!
"Christiaaaa!!"
Right on the urethral opening, where semen dripped steadily—a Holy Knight offered her first kiss to her enemy's cock. Her cherry lips were soiled by the white turbidity of lewd desire, but Christia showed not a hint of hesitation.
She'd offered it to the cock of the man she'd kill a thousand times over for Violet's sake, her safety.
As I unwittingly let out an admiring sigh, Christia pulled her face slightly from my cock and opened her mouth.
"Not enough? If need be, I'll do it like Lady Eleonora—h-haaah...!"
She'd steeled her resolve from that reaction.
"Alright, let's go! Can't ignore this level of commitment—hero or villain, it'd be wrong."
"No!! No, Christia!!"
"Wherever the Saintess goes, I'll fulfill my duty. Even if it's hell."
The Saintess and Holy Knight wept in each other's arms, and as my cock twitched in response, the door was on the verge of breaking.
'How long till teleport?'
［Always ready whenever you are!］
I asked SD Character for the teleport, told Urga to grab Christia's gear, and called Eleonora, who was up to something weird in the corner.
"Let's go! Hurry!"
"Yes! Coming right away, hehe..."
I had no idea what she'd been sneaking off to do, but with Eleonora—who'd smeared semen all over her pubes—joining us last, the familiar floating sensation enveloped me again, and I buried my face in Eleonora's breasts.
—...! ...!
I thought I heard a woman's voice from the corner where Eleonora had come from, but maybe it was my imagination—and motion sickness was kicking in anyway.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Tutorial Stage 3: Sow Capture Complete! Congratulations! Your captured sows will be summoned to Breeder-nim's home! And with SD Character's final words, we returned home once more.