Chapter 229
Chapter 229
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 229
Chapter Title: White Sow Christia
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Suddenly barging in wasn't enough.
The sight of Sin Seon-dong and Eleonora slowly approaching the stall where she was confined left Christia utterly flustered.
"What is this! What are you scheming now!"
"Come along quietly. If you want to check on that precious saintess's safety."
"Kgh…!"
Sin Seon-dong, standing beside her stall and gesturing at the empty air, smacked Eleonora's ass with a smack. The stall, which had never opened no matter what she tried to escape, slid open smoothly.
For a split second, she considered killing Sin Seon-dong right there in front of the stall. But regretfully, the platinum-haired sow was glaring down at her, as if daring her to even dream of it.
Christia clicked her tongue in frustration and tried to rise from her spot.
But before she knew it, Eleonora's hand pressed down on her shoulder. Christia tilted her head up slightly, only to receive the sow's icy retort.
"Crawl on all fours. Who gave a sow like you permission to stand on two legs without Master's say-so?"
"Eleonora, k— Hiiik?!"
Smack!
Suddenly, a blur flashed from Eleonora's hand, followed by a resounding crack that echoed through the entire pigsty. Christia shuddered, pain exploding across her ass.
"Didn't I tell you last time? Don't attach fancy honorifics like 'Lady' to my name—those are for lofty humans. Even while you're being trained by Master, you still see me as a female knight instead of a sow…"
"A sow...? Eleonora, kghaaak?!"
Smack!
Another sharp crack, and a fresh red handprint bloomed on her other cheek. Christia crumpled to the ground, tears pricking at her eyes unbidden.
"That's three times already. Once the day before yesterday, once just now… And you're trying to tack on that creepy 'Lady' again…"
There won't be a next time. Christia reflexively tucked her stinging ass away from Eleonora's hand.
Eleonora smirked in satisfaction at Christia's cowering form and bowed her head politely to Sin Seon-dong beside her.
"She's subdued."
"Hey, go easy on her. Look, no bruises, but damn—how hard did you hit her? The girl's tearing up."
"They must be tears of joy. It's only natural to be thrilled showing off her ass getting smacked in front of Master. But as an immature sow, tears flowed instead of pussy juice."
"No, sows like that are just you…"
Christia trembled in humiliation as Sin Seon-dong stepped into the stall and stroked her swollen red ass.
"D-don't touch me!"
"It's swollen bright red. That must've hurt like hell."
"Hngh, kghhh… I said don't touch…!!"
As if to silence her pointless protests, Eleonora's palm dangled threateningly before her eyes. Christia swallowed her tears and endured Sin Seon-dong's touch.
'I want to kill them. I could kill them right now…!'
To let a golden opportunity slip away just because she's scared of a mere spanking!
Sin Seon-dong ignored Christia's quivering humiliation and kept stroking her ass until the tremors subsided.
Once her shaking fully stopped after a short while…
"A breath of fresh air outside will feel good on it soon enough."
"Hngh, ugh…!"
Slap. A light pat on her ass sent a sharp tingle racing up her spine from her tailbone. Christia shuddered head to toe and began crawling out of the stall on all fours.
"Ass high! Don't let your knees touch the ground! Lift that ass like you're showing Master your filthy pussy and asshole!"
"Y-you…!"
Even with that bastard still behind her, despite her fury, Christia's plump ass—marked with matching red handprints on both cheeks—stuck up high as if begging the sow in front for mercy.
"Don't look…"
"Not moving? Want another spanking?"
"You're gonna give the poor girl a complex. Why are you so prickly today?"
As Sin Seon-dong calmed Eleonora by patting her pussy, Christia emerged from the stall and gazed at the corridor lined with stalls on both sides, each holding a confined sow.
'What the hell is this…? Not even allowed the slightest movement… Even animals wouldn't be treated this cruelly…'
Chwap chwap—
"Hnguuu…♥ You slut! Already playing tricks, haaa… M-Master, not the pussy again…♥"
Christia hurried to crawl down the corridor, wary of Eleonora ready to snap behind her. But suddenly, Sin Seon-dong zipped in front of her, halting her.
"What now!"
"Hold on… Might as well do this too."
"??"
Before she could voice her question, Sin Seon-dong—who'd been checking the other sows—opened a stall gate. Several sows immediately thrust their asses out and emerged.
"What… are you doing?"
"They're fertilized, so heading to the breeding pen."
"??"
"Go on."
Ignoring Christia's question, Sin Seon-dong patted the nearest sow's ass from the entrance.
Whatever the plan, the patted sow lumbered her heavy body forward slowly.
Soon, the sows ahead of Christia lined up one by one, heading for the door in turn.
"N-no waaay…?!"
Now making her follow behind pigs!
She served only the Goddess and the Saintess!
'To mock me even in this moment…!'
Of course, to Sin Seon-dong, it was just combining scheduled tasks. But to Christia, staring at the pig's ass ahead, no greater insult existed.
"Haaa… Master, Master! Can this Eleonora join this glorious procession too?!"
"No, you can't. You're not pregnant. The breeding pen is only for fertilized sows."
"What!? B-but I'm surely fertilized! Just last night, Master came inside me three times in a row, so definitely…!!"
And why envy this humiliating farce? Regardless,
Eleonora dropped to her knees in utter despair at Sin Seon-dong's curt reply, shedding tears like a chick. Christia set aside her humiliation, grateful just to be outside, and meekly followed the pigs.
As the pig right ahead crossed the threshold, Christia shivered again—not from the stuffy pigsty air, but the crisp autumn breeze—not from the stuffy pigsty air, but the crisp autumn breeze, thighs clenched tight.
'Being outside is nice, but at this hour… I really need to pee…!'
Should she have drunk just the right amount of water like he said?
But her inner thoughts were brief. Christia followed the pigs trotting past the partitions marking the path.
And at that moment,
"Oops, our white sow goes this way~"
"You're the barbarian princess, Urga!"
As Christia trailed the pigs toward the breeding pen Sin Seon-dong mentioned, Urga shoved a wooden partition in her path, forcing her aside.
Smack!
"Kgh, hiiik?!"
"Watch your tone, bitch."
Christia, about to snap at the seemingly easier target than Eleonora, got another handprint on her ass and meekly crawled after Urga's guidance.
"Kuhuhu, our esteemed Goddess's holy knight captain looks a real mess, huh?"
"Shut your mouth, heretic!"
"Kuhuhu, he's my male too, and as a female serving my man, yeah, I'm a heretic."
Keep it secret from him, I said?
Christia rubbed her thighs together and shot back at Urga, who giggled with that addendum.
"I don't know how you and that man bewitched Lady Eleonora, but…"
"Don't misunderstand. When I went to seduce my man, that bitch was already stripped bare."
"What?"
"I went to ask him to breed me, and she shows up buck naked. You have no idea how shocked I was."
She'd gained info thanks to being outside(?), but it was far more shocking than expected.
'I thought that man and Urga used some wicked spell to control her…?!'
Actually reversed: Eleonora first, then Urga?
Christia shook her muddled head, recalling when Urga's name first came up in Violet's tales of the 'platinum-haired woman.'
"Alright, in that stall now."
"…?"
Two stalls appeared before Christia's eyes.
Narrower than her previous one, and each varied in size.
"My man made 'em yesterday. Anyway, get in!"
"…Kgh."
No choice anyway.
As Christia slid into the stall, Urga closed the gate, adjusting it so her ass stuck out, then yelled to Sin Seon-dong following behind.
"White sow's done! Just fetch the one over there now, right?"
"Yeah! Eleonora can check the white sow, so go grab her!"
"??"
Grab? Who? That pig over there?
"Y-you wouldn't dare?!"
Christia tried shouting at Urga, but she'd already vanished into the main pigsty.
—What! Let, let go! Let me go! Y-you—!
—Heeheehee, no escape!
The familiar voice echoing from afar made Christia squeeze her eyes shut.