Chapter 242
Chapter 242
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 242
Chapter Title: The White Sow's Monologue
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I ended up getting fucked like a dog.
Those were the first words Christia spat out as she opened her eyes on the cold slat floor.
As a holy knight, uttering such vulgar words was utterly blasphemous, but right now, she couldn't think of a more fitting way to express it.
'I was... violated by him...'
Yesterday, she had lost her virginity.
As the prize for winning that vile, filthy game where they had wagered their purity, she had taken that disgusting thing into her pristine pussy in Violet's place.
Not only that, but she'd been pounded like a sex toy to satisfy his lust, and even her womb had been defiled by his ugly desires.
The memory of that intensely overwhelming first experience.
But Sin Seon-dong's lust knew no end. Even after that, right next to the stall where Christia was confined, he dragged Eleonora and Urga into the pig room prepared for the candidate sows and went at it like mad while she was passed out.
Of course, if they'd just been screwing each other, Christia wouldn't be clicking her tongue like this.
"Master, ahh, Master, cum in me! Impregnate this Eleonora... Ah?"
"Ugh... Hnggiiik! Wh-what, what are you doing?!"
"A sow who's the chief's slave needs to be bred quick."
"The moment I came to, he just shoved his cock straight into my p-pussy...!"
Squelch, squelch. Christia shuddered, recalling the hot sensation of his semen flooding her belly, her arms and fists trembling on the floor as if chilled to the bone.
Then she reached back to her ass, lightly grabbing the mound of her pussy and spreading it open.
Splurt—
"..."
She didn't know exactly how thick and hard it had been, but her pussy, which had been tightly shut just yesterday, was gone without a trace.
Now, even a slight tug with her fingers exposed her inner flesh, spewing out semen like a pussy that had fully tasted cock.
And not just that—even between her slit, it was surging out thick globs of white turbidity.
She didn't need to look to know.
Before being dragged here, the feel of her fingers as she masturbated daily sniffing her panties had cried out that this wasn't her original shape.
"How is he such a stud? Even after cumming and cumming like that, how does he keep getting that filthy thing hard again?"
Seven times? That was the number of times he'd forced her resisting legs apart and injected his semen while she was fully conscious.
Of course, that was only when her mind was clear. Since she recovered quickly, she'd been raped by him over and over afterward, passing out intermittently.
"Hngggh... Just leaking semen, and my pussy's all swollen...!"
The gaps in those memories showed what a state she'd been in.
From the way her body trembled involuntarily at the feel of semen dripping from between her legs now,
Or from how noticeably swollen her pussy was from the abuse, one could guess just how much she'd been raped, ravished, and tormented by Sin Seon-dong yesterday.
"More importantly, this isn't the time. If I don't get this semen out of my body quick...!"
Yesterday's endless sexual torture had left her passing out and waking repeatedly, so she couldn't recall her last action before sleep.
But from her posture when she first woke—face and chest pressed to the ground, ass raised high—
And from the pools of semen that hadn't fully drained onto the slats below her crotch, she realized she'd fallen asleep in that shameful position while trying to expel it. Her face flushed red.
"Stop... Stop it... How much more are you gonna cum... No more. I can't take it...!"
"Then should I fuck Violet?"
"No! F-fuck me! I'll squeeze out the semen filling my pussy right now... L-look, hnggiiik...!!"
"Even for the Saintess's sake, what the hell have I done?!"
Her last memory: in that lewd pose, spreading her pussy wide with both hands for him to see, squirting out the semen like a water gun.
It had been a forgotten memory, but her own words about expelling the semen revived the reason for that pose.
"Even if my mind was clouded, how could I not feel shame, squirting semen like that right in front of him...?!"
Even if she needed to act slutty to get him to fuck her instead, with her memories so hazy, was that acting for the ploy,
Or had she gone mad with pleasure and done it unconsciously at his command? She couldn't tell. Christia just muttered endlessly, "I'm crazy, definitely crazy," as she struggled to her feet.
"There's still plenty of time left. If I don't get this semen out quick...!"
Before Sin Seon-dong came to feed his "prey," Christia hurried to the edge of the stall, squatting as if to relieve herself.
Then, splurt,
"I thought I'd drained it all earlier... But this sloshing in my womb, and the sticky feel clinging to my p-pussy... I can't do anything about it..."
The sticky semen trickling down her swollen pussy mound, and spreading her already sensitive pussy with her index and middle fingers to expel it—
"Hng, hngggh... Haaah...!"
Christia blushed at the unwanted lewd sensation from her pussy and the smell of it wafting into her nose.
"This is my pussy smell... How can something so utterly vulgar really be coming from my p-pussy...!"
She couldn't believe it, but she couldn't deny it either.
This was proof of her loyalty in taking Violet's place, but at the same time,
This filthy mix of Sin Seon-dong's semen, her pussy juices, and a hint of urine was an invisible shackle that would cling to her body until she escaped.
Christia lightly wiped her pussy mound, scooping the dripping semen onto her finger, then slipped it into her mouth.
She swirled her tongue around the finger, tasting her own juices and Sin Seon-dong's semen.
"Still sweet, smooth, and delicious, but now laced with even more depravity... Before, it was just the male's lust, but now it's mixed with my fall as this female, this sow being trained by him—it's unbearably vile..."
Yet despite the pungent smell, Christia's tongue kept licking the semen-coated finger.
She flicked her tongue over it for three seconds, blinking blankly as if puzzled by her own action, then muttered as if remembering something.
"To draw his attention to me, I need to get used to this smell and taste. To act like I'm falling as he intends, turning into a filthy sow like Lady Eleonora, I have to acclimate to it."
Finishing her words, Christia blushed faintly.
What on earth was she thinking?
She suddenly stopped expelling the semen, clenching her pussy with all her might to block any more from leaking.
Then, on all fours, she crawled to her food trough. Staring at the now-empty bowl, she clicked her tongue and slurped water from the trough beside it.
"Semen matured overnight in my body. My juices have mixed with it, creating this filthy taste and smell—my tongue and nose have confirmed it."
If she conditioned her nose and tongue to this smelly semen, at least it might help her get used to the loads he dumped at every meal.
Nodding at her plausible theory, her face still flushed red.
It wasn't for any other reason.
Her self-proclaimed "prevention of Sin Seon-dong semen addiction" theory required first consuming the "semen matured in her body," as she'd put it,
And to prevent herself from climaxing when tasting his fresh loads, she needed to simulate similar situations artificially.
But for that, she needed his semen in this trough right now,
And with Sin Seon-dong not here, to get it...
"I-I'll kill him... I'll kill him over and over and hang his head before the faithful...!"
Christia thrust her ass toward her trough, scanning around with a beet-red face ready to burst.
And,
"H-hngggh...!!"
Drip, drip drip—
With the shameful moan of one white sow, thick semen poured from her pussy—spread wide by both hands—into the sow's food trough, tangled with clear strands of her juices like spiderwebs.
-Oink?
"What are you looking at!"
Knowing full well what she was doing, the white sow snapped at the sow in the next stall anyway.
The sow flopped back down as if she'd seen every weird pig before, falling asleep again, but Christia scanned around with sharp eyes, checking if anyone else saw her disgrace.
After a bit, with a final plop, the unpleasant fullness in her belly eased. Christia hurriedly pulled her ass away and slapped her cheeks.
"Get a grip... No need to feel shame! He'll do worse to me anyway. How can I protect the Saintess if I blush at every little thing!"
She was just acting, after all.
To do that, she needed to pretend his semen was delicious, no matter what. Christia reassured herself repeatedly, then turned to extend her head and tongue toward the trough.
"For the Saintess, this is nothing...!"
Beee—
While Sin Seon-dong was starting his day pleasantly with Eleonora's morning service, one white sow was secretly enjoying her early breakfast alone.