Chapter 205
Chapter 205
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 205
Chapter Title: Seeing is Better Than Hearing a Hundred Times
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After that time I went out with big sis Urga and got royally chewed out, she never once tried to show me her back again.
Even when she was always straddling me, shaking her hips for all she was worth, if I said I wanted to do it from behind, she'd flush beet red and squeal like it was the most ridiculous thing in the world.
No matter how many times I suggested it afterward, she'd insist that anything but that was fine—never from behind!—and instead climb on top of me, milking me dry over and over.
This wasn't because she hated getting pounded from behind or felt like some helpless bitch in heat.
No, it was simply the stubborn pride of a fierce female warrior who believed showing her degraded self to her male just once was enough, and who wanted to pin me down under her ass.
Of course, by then, grinding my teeth while watching Eleonora prostrate herself before me, spreading her pussy wide, had become something of a daily routine.
Anyway, every time she turned me down like that, a quiet desire burned inside me.
I wanted to break that proud big sis Urga again, make her oink and squeal like Eleonora, like a filthy sow.
But the moment I saw that ass shaking right in front of me, her pussy twitching as if begging for my cock, her eyes—like a lone flower blooming in the snowy wilderness, fierce gaze melting into subtle lust meeting mine...
"Mm, I know I shouldn't stress her out for no reason, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to check if the sows are behaving in the pigsty, right?"
"Wh-what?!"
"Master?"
I threw on my clothes and headed out the door, Eleonora at my side.
"Hold on! You said this was a reward!!"
"It is. But I just need to pop in quick to check. Eleonora and I will be right back, so wait here just a sec?"
"W-wait—"
Before she could finish, I shut the door with Eleonora and made straight for Christia's location.
We walked for a bit until we reached the midway point of the farm—the fattening pens, and the very pigsty where Eleonora had first been summoned. I turned to Eleonora, who was still sauntering up behind me, her heavy tits swaying slowly.
"You're not curious?"
"I am but a sow. A lowly sex slave whose only joys are serving, pleasuring, spreading her legs on command, and swinging a sword now and then. Though I am curious why you'd back down when that wild boar bitch bowed first..."
"That's not the point. Big sis Urga, who refused doggy style like it was ironclad, gave her okay first. So why pass it up?"
At first, I was pretty excited too. I'd figured out her tendencies, thought doggy with her would be impossible.
But there she was—that fierce Urga noona—on all fours before me, wiggling her ass and begging for my cock.
"But that's not right."
"Not right...?"
"Sure, I've got a rough idea of her personality, but unlike you, she hasn't awakened to her true nature yet."
At my words, Eleonora flushed, reminded of her days as a human knight when she hadn't realized her own sluttiness. She averted her eyes and started rubbing her thighs together.
Back then, she'd glare at me like she wanted to kill me, but thinking of how I'd trained her made her body heat up again.
"That wild boar bitch... she's just as depraved as me, cumming from thinking of Master alone...? Nghhh...?"
"Nah, you're the only one that slutty in the world."
"Hnnnghh... S-such overflowing praise... I'll cum...♥"
Good lord.
A bright yellow stream trickled down between her thighs, which had been grinding furiously.
It didn't bother me at all.
After all, I was the one who'd said sows piss wherever they feel like it. And she was faithfully obeying.
"Anyway, big sis Urga lets her true nature slip unconsciously, but living wild her whole life means she just does whatever she wants—that's the problem."
"So even though she got your cock hard, unlike me...?"
I'm not trying to train big sis Urga like, "Do as I say!" or anything.
If Eleonora's a house pig, Urga noona's a wild boar.
Sure, she can be a bit airheaded sometimes, but that untamed feral charm is what makes her a true heroine.
You could leash it temporarily through training, but a boar that's roamed free her whole life wouldn't meekly bow its head under someone forever.
House pigs like Eleonora, tamed by society's ethics and norms, can be broken by shattering lust and corrupting morals, locked in my pen.
But Urga—faithful to her desires above all, who came for her tribe's future yet refused to submit, even declaring she'd make me her male? No way she'd fit in a pen.
Force it, and she'd smash through and bolt the second she felt like it.
So instead, you tame her.
Shrink her territory so she can't stray far from me—her male—loosening that feral edge just a bit.
Eleonora stared blankly at me for a moment, then clapped her hands.
"As expected of the Master who corrupted me into a brainless sow obsessed with cock. Even though I'm just a sow good for nothing but spreading pussy and asshole, your boundless mercy to embrace even that cheeky wild boar moves me so deeply... my pussy juice flows like tears!"
"That's more than a trickle, isn't it?!"
Wasn't it straight-up pouring between her legs like rain?
[O-Oh, my sow pussy only... wh-what's this?! It's hailing down there! Oh my god! Mommy, mommyyy! I dunno!!] Not satisfied with that, she cupped her massive tits with her arms like a hug, moaning "Haaaaah...♥" with lust dripping from every breath.
If she whispered that right in my ear, I swear hands-free ejaculation wouldn't be impossible—I could feel it in my bones.
Dragging Eleonora—who was twisting and begging to be fucked right there—I headed straight to the top of the farm: the breeding sow pen where Christia was currently locked up.
"Master? May this sow ask what this place is for?"
"Breeding pens—for sows waiting to be impregnated. The boars aren't a big deal, so don't worry about them."
"Boars!"
Damn it, shouldn't have said that.
I glared at Eleonora, who was lighting up and dragging her chain toward the boars' spots.
"None here! They're in a separate pen."
"Oh..."
"Is that that disappointing?!"
I hung a bell on the breeding pen door and led the visibly moping Eleonora past the sows in their stalls one by one.
If I'd arranged it right, Christia should be in the stall at the far end.
The one at the end of the corridor, right next to the pen for sows in heat waiting their turn.
Strolling down the hall with Eleonora, sure enough—there was a naked female knight facing us, ass out.
"Looking good?"
"Y-yesnooo?!"
Normal sows couldn't even wriggle in their stalls due to their size, but this silver-haired one was slim enough to crawl on all fours—lunging at me but stopping just short of the stall boundary.
"Performance seems solid... Now, does our rule apply here too...?"
"Where's the Saintess?! Tell me where you took her!"
"Somewhere nice? Way better than here, so don't worry."
Eleonora clapped again, murmuring "As expected of Master," thrilled I ignored Christia and did my thing.
I had no idea why she was clapping, but I guess my villainous vibe impressed her.
As I checked the stall's durability and our rules, Christia ground her teeth but soon sighed softly and spoke.
"Fine, tell me this at least. What's this place? Why are those pigs crammed in such tiny pens?"
"I already explained."
Did I really need to repeat? As I tilted my head, Eleonora bowed carefully.
"Master, I have no issue with ignoring this sow, but to explain her future life... perhaps tell her?"
"Lady Eleonora...!!"
Seeing her neat silver hair contrast with Christia's messy platinum mop, as the naked sow leaned sluttily against me—Christia let out a anguished groan.
To confirm her new reality, I turned to Eleonora.
"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, right?"
"Yes, Master! I'll prepare right away."
I'd said no touching new sows today—but I never said no touching other sows.
Thinking of doing lewd things with me in front of Christia, Eleonora shuddered and dropped to her knees before me.
"Lady Eleonora!!"
Christia shouted her name to snap her out of it, but Eleonora ignored her, grabbing my pant leg with her teeth.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Christia, a new update is available in the 'Sow's Secret♥' entry! Check updated items via (★)! ⚔ STATUS ⚔ (★) Titles: Sword of the Goddess, Just and Fair, Saintess's Shield, Holy Knight Sensitive to Scents, Holy Knight Who Tasted the Saintess's Love Juices, Holy Knight Who Spread the Saintess's Pussy, Holy Knight Who Jerks Off Nightly with Panties Stuffed Up His Nose ⚡ Level: Cannot be measured by this world's standards! 💨 Age: 27 ✨ Height: 175cm (★) 🍀 Race: Human (X) → Sow (Landrace) (★) 🛡️ Job: Holy Knight (X) → Holy Pig (Scheduled) 💪 Disposition: Good Traits: Unlike the berserker-like Holy Knights ready to lay down their lives for the Goddess, she is the cool-headed Crusader captain who leads them with sound judgment. A master-level powerhouse even kingdom experts admire, and the steadfast shield of the Goddess whom Saintess Violet trusts most. Thoughts on Breeder: How the hell did he corrupt Lady Eleonora with such evil methods...? No, first things first—Saintess's safety comes first...! Breeder Evaluation: Be grateful that fat gut of yours hasn't ruptured yet! 🐷 Sow's Secret♥ 🐷 Pussy Status: Virgin! Asshole Status: Virgin! Mouth Pussy Status: Virgin! Tit Pussy Status: Virgin! (★) Pussy Evaluation: Ironclad security befitting the Goddess's Shield! (★) Asshole Evaluation: Brags it won't lose to pussy, but after allowing finger and suppository invasion, disciplinary committee is inevitable! (★) Mouth Pussy Evaluation: Tasted something else, but insists she's still a virgin! (★) Tit Pussy Evaluation: Thrilled to be freed from stuffy armor—popping champagne! (★) Overall: Svelte figure, alluring silver hair and golden eyes! Juicy big tits and ass, yet only blood has touched that body—what a shame for a sow. Rumors said Saintess checked her pussy during baths to distinguish cobwebs from pubes, but spreading for a man to prove her hymen confirms 100% virgin new-product pussy! Training Hint!: This sow is sensitive... but figure out which part yourself!