Chapter 249
Chapter 249
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 249
Chapter Title: Make Your Choice
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In truth, from the moment Sin Seon-dong had entered this place,
Christia had been following the plan she had devised beforehand—showing him her swollen pussy that had been thoroughly ravaged, deliberately insulting him, and the like.
Her aim was to make him unable to endure without training her, or in crude terms, to deliberately piss him off so he'd end up training her himself.
Of course, when he licked her asshole with his tongue or smacked her ass excitedly, sending shivers up her spine with that thrilling pleasure enveloping her entire body, she nearly lost her mind for a moment—but she managed to hold out somehow.
If she couldn't even endure that, how could she resist that massive cock?
It was possible only because of Christia's resolute determination as a knight.
After enduring a thorough spanking for quite a while, Christia thought to herself,
He's so heated up from tormenting me like this that now he'll surely fuck me—swollen pussy or not.
That ruthless bastard would probably think it was even more sensitive because it was swollen and ravage her mercilessly until she surrendered.
She just needed to pretend to be gradually falling, teasing him on the edge, dragging out time until Violet's inscrutable plan came to fruition.
Pretend to cum appropriately when the time was right, give him satisfaction.
Up to this point, everything was going according to Christia's plan.
But had she grown arrogant because things were unfolding so smoothly?
Violet aside, Christia had overlooked one crucial fact.
The man named Sin Seon-dong already had experience corrupting the world's most noble female knight, Eleonora, into a lascivious sow.
And the result of that was now,
"Ah... Aaaah..."
"Just like a sow, huh? Look at you fawning over the tool that's going to breed you."
"Sh-Shut... up... Hnggg...!"
'I-I'm cumming...! That filthy tool—the kind used on pigs—its tip prying open my cervix, the most precious place for a woman...!!'
Christia climaxed for real amid the uncontrollable pleasure exploding from her womb throughout her body, along with the sensation of the spiral tip forcing its way past her cervix—plans be damned.
At first, she had been outraged at the idea of shoving a tool meant for pigs into her pussy.
Part of it was the humiliation of him—and Violet—seeing her, Violet's sword and the Goddess's own blade, as just another pig.
But more than that, she wanted to milk semen from his cock,
Even if she ended up cumming on that massive rod midway like yesterday, even if they weren't lovers who had confirmed their feelings—at least it would be flesh-to-flesh, person-to-person.
But the moment she allowed that tool into her pussy,
Christia instinctively knew something was wrong.
It was far too dangerous.
Compared to Sin Seon-dong's monstrously huge cock, it was nothing more than a flimsy metal rod like a reed leaf—but the truly terrifying part of this tool was the spiral-shaped tip at its end.
"You vile... v-vi-le bas... tard...! No cock, no cock god, so you rely on trash like thiiiis...!!"
"It opened right up with a little twist. Why complain to me? If you're pissed, lock it tighter next time."
If Sin Seon-dong's brutish giant cock forcibly dilating her cervix was an overwhelming flood of mind-shattering pleasure,
This tool left her mind intact while precisely targeting only her cervix—like a viper's fangs baring its wicked intent to a female.
"Nghooo! Ohok! Nggooo?!"
"Keep talking! Try more backtalk!"
"Don't twiiiist it! Th-Then... spank my ass! You know it, don't you? I'm a pervert who gets off on ass spankings... Kyaaa?!"
"Like this?"
"Not both... Ugeeek!!"
Perfectly lodged in her cervix like meshed gears—neither advancing nor retreating—Christia bit her tongue, her massive tits flopping wildly as she wailed pathetically.
'That filthy thing in my cervix is bad enough without spanking my ass too...!'
Even more, the strangely intense pleasure radiating from her ass made her wonder, 'Is my erogenous zone really there?'—but she was already swept up in a vortex of pleasure from outside and inside alike.
"Begging for spanks but can't even respond 'cause it feels too good?"
"Sh-Shut up... Th-Think I'd submit to thiiiis...!!"
Her legs trembling like the iron bars she could no longer grip, Christia barely supported her body with shaking arms.
"More thrusting or more spanking? I'll let you choose, special service."
"Heok... Heok... Heok...!"
Smack!
As if hesitation meant spanking, her body jolted at the sound from her ass.
"Choose already!"
"I-I'll do it! So don't thrust while spanking!"
Humiliating either way, but after cumming twice in this short span, Christia didn't hesitate.
She lifted her knees from the floor, thrusting her ass high toward Sin Seon-dong like a display—just as Eleonora had wiggled her plump ass.
Even with the insemination rod buried in her pussy, she shook it shamelessly, begging.
'Humiliating... But no thrusting. Both are dangerous pleasures, but I must avoid anything screwing with my cervix...!'
Any more thrusting and she'd truly go mad.
It was that dangerous a pleasure.
She'd rather play the pervert thrilled by spankings to avoid it—that pleasure was so exquisitely intense.
Christia genuinely respected the sow in the next stall over for enduring such ecstasy.
"That's right, proper sow posture. Remember this well too."
"Haa... Coward... Vile bastard...!"
"Hey now, still backtalking?"
Needs more training, huh?
Sin Seon-dong spread the lips of Christia's pussy, which clenched tightly around the insemination rod, and asked the glaring knight,
"Beg for it yourself."
"Beg for what...?"
"You're so dense. What did I just let you choose?"
"..."
Instead of answering, Christia squeezed her eyes shut.
'Make me beg for thrusting or spanking...!'
He'd told her to choose what she wanted moments ago, now he demanded begging—utterly capricious.
But Christia had no time to protest his whims.
"S-Spank me..."
"Can't hear you."
"Spank my ass..."
"Louder."
Eek!
That wicked fiend!
The moment Christia and Violet—peeking from beyond the door—shared that thought, Christia bellowed at the top of her lungs, veins bulging in her neck.
"My ass! Beat my swollen, blood-red ass until it bleeds from your strikes!!"
"Too loud! And why the backtalk still?!"
Smackkkk-!!
"Hgyaaaaa?!"
The resounding smack echoed through the entire pigsty, and Christia collapsed just like that morning—ass high, upper body down.
Watching this, Violet grimaced at Christia's pitiful defeat through utter humiliation, but surprisingly, Christia felt relief in this position.
Though her upper body on the floor made the insemination rod's handle jut skyward obscenely from her pussy,
The novice sailor Christia had escaped the waves of pleasure crashing from ass and cervix, outside and inside. For a brief moment, she let the lingering echoes fade, soothing her exhausted body.
If only she could savor these afterglows like this...
But Sin Seon-dong, who had unleashed this monstrous storm, showed no sign of stopping.
"After all that training, this is how you act? Forcing me to take extreme measures?"
"Sh-Shut... up... I will neeeever... submit...!!"
"Wonder if you'll say that after seeing this?"
And the moment Sin Seon-dong pulled a plastic pack from his pocket,
"Ahh... That's it! That's what I've been waiting for!"
"Eh? Ehhh?"
The platinum-haired sow hiding at the back door leading to the boar pens began drooling from both her upper and lower mouths.