Chapter 250
Chapter 250
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 250
Chapter Title: I Didn't Say Whose It Was
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Who said whose it was?
Truth be told, Eleonora was the type who, under normal circumstances, had to endure a punishment(?) of sitting quietly inside the house until the washing machine finished its cycle, then taking out the blankets and hanging them in the yard once the wash was done.
In that other world, she had captured Urga like a rat in a trap, but here, their roles had reversed. Now, she was subtly getting one-sidedly toyed with by Urga.
Especially when it came to housework—Sin Seon-dong himself couldn't utter a peep.
All because she was an irreplaceable resource capable of handling household chores, Urga wielded absolute power.
Part of Eleonora wanted to yell, How dare a wild boar sow be so rude to Master! and give her a good scolding, but what if Urga went on strike? She only reined her in when she crossed the line just a bit.
It was unimaginable compared to her old self, who would swing her sword at Urga on sight as if ready to kill her instantly.
Back then, they fought over life and death, but now they were sows under one roof, serving the same Master's cock.
That was why Eleonora yielded where she had to and even cooperated with some of the tasks Urga assigned her.
However...
"Semen... Ahh, Master's semen, the fresh semen Master squeezed out into this Eleonora's mouth pussy this morning...!!"
"Y-Yes?!"
But no matter how she thought about it, that she couldn't tolerate.
Want to undergo the same training Christia was suffering? For this lewd sow who craved doing naughty things with Sin Seon-dong 24/7 year-round, that was a given—no need to mention it.
"To pour that delicious semen into that white sow... Ahhh... If it were this Eleonora, I would gladly spread my pussy wide, open my womb, and beg Master's cock, 'Sorry for my worthless womb,' while receiving the semen directly into it!!"
"Hiiik...?!"
So envious.
Envious enough that she wanted to kick that white sow flying and take her place right then and there.
But what tempted her most was the vinyl pack full of semen in Sin Seon-dong's hand!
"Squeezed out this morning... What is that...?!"
"A sow's basic dut— No, forget I said that."
No way could she let this insolent bitch eye her exclusive privilege...
She must have thought Eleonora wouldn't hear, but since Violet was buried in her breasts, Eleonora could see the girl had gone pale as a ghost.
"Ahem. I'm talking about the morning service granted only to me, Master's vulgar first sow. Using the pussies of my body to greet Master's cock with a morning salutation until he wakes up."
"Until he wakes... up?"
'Lady Eleonora does that too...?!'
She might not know exactly what a sex slave's duties entailed, but surely it didn't extend to morning cock service.
Violet, who had been pale just moments ago, suddenly flushed beet red at some imagination.
Eleonora gently stroked her breasts, feeling Violet's cheeks heating up inside, stimulating even more milk to leak from her nipples as she spoke.
"It's to lewdly tease the pussies in service to Master's cock while also checking on his health with a morning greeting. Don't think anything impure."
"Y-Yes?!"
It's already plenty impure!
From the moment Eleonora called herself a sow or a walking toilet, she was practically a walking obscenity. Hearing such shocking words from her mouth made Violet want to scream,
but given the situation, she mustered superhuman patience and held it in.
And at that moment,
"You know what this is, right? Tell me what it is."
"Y-You vile bastard...!!"
The instant Sin Seon-dong dangled the vinyl pack in front of the limply sprawled Christia's eyes,
Violet heard a trickling sound—like someone pissing right behind her—and for a split second wondered if it was that, but she pretended not to notice.
She glared at Sin Seon-dong, who was trying to do filthy things to Christia.
No need to turn around; she knew who and what had leaked.
Meanwhile, Christia—still cheek-down on the floor, panting weakly as she felt her pussy juices spilling out—glared at Sin Seon-dong mocking her and said,
"Do you think I wouldn't recognize it...?!"
"Then tell me what it is."
"Do I have to spell it out? It's... semen...!"
Her body was utterly exhausted and limp, but her spirit refused to yield. She poured every ounce of strength into glaring at him.
How could she not know?
Even in her current helpless state, Urga was right there, blatantly performing artificial insemination on her just moments ago—and now again before her eyes.
Christia scoffed at Sin Seon-dong as if it were ridiculous.
Now he planned to inject it straight into her vagina—no, her womb.
As Christia gritted her teeth in fury,
from the back door,
"Yes, that's it. As I said earlier, it's Master's precious semen, specially preserved this morning on Master's orders! Ahh... I should have knocked out that wild boar sow and stolen it!"
"W-Wait... breasts... too much... please don't torment them...!"
Eleonora had suspected Sin Seon-dong planned to use the semen for some training the moment she learned he'd stored it separately.
That's why she'd tried to follow him this morning, only for the unexpected obstacle named Urga to appear.
Then, via a call from Sin Seon-dong, Urga started packing the insemination fluids from the fridge and his semen-filled vinyl pack into an ice box. Eleonora had seriously considered clubbing Urga over the head from behind to steal it.
Even if she'd fallen into depravity as a sow,
a former female knight seriously contemplating a career change to semen robber—stealing not gold or valuables, but semen—was something else.
Fortunately(?), Urga had caught on to Eleonora's nefarious plot and stayed vigilant the whole way up to the breeding shed.
Had Urga slacked even a little, she'd be sporting a huge lump on her head right now, sadly basking in the morning sun.
After failing the first theft attempt, Eleonora had sneaked in through the back door, willing to take any punishment from Sin Seon-dong, determined to get that semen in her belly.
Only to encounter the unexpected prior guest—Violet, now in her hands getting milked nonstop—a behind-the-scenes story that hardly mattered now.
Sin Seon-dong and Christia hadn't noticed them anyway.
That's why Eleonora was tormenting poor Violet for no reason.
"Yes, semen. As you can see, it's the semen that goes into your womb now."
"Hmph..."
It was what she'd braced for.
Injecting semen directly into her womb would raise pregnancy odds, but refusing would just direct his gaze to Violet.
"I knew from the moment you pried open my womb mouth with that filthy tool—no, from when you did that bizarre thing to that sow. That you planned to impregnate me with this...!"
"Really? But here's the thing—I never said this was my semen."
"...What?"
What nonsense is that bastard spouting?!
Whatever it was, he was laying groundwork to deceive her.
She should yell at him not to fool her with more devilish lies, she had to—but after flailing in that terrifying pleasure that nearly broke her moments ago,
Christia eyed him distrustfully with trembling eyes.
"Y-You don't mean...?!"
"I told you, I have to take special measures."
"Stop! What are you trying to shove into my pussy, my womb!!"
"Who knows? What could this be?"
"Answer me, answer!"
Instead of words, Sin Seon-dong twisted the tube on the vinyl pack open, letting her smell it. Christia paled and screamed.
"No... Th-this isn't your semen!"
"Right, it's the same stuff your neighbor sow is getting pumped into her belly right now?"
Like a thunderbolt from clear skies, Christia desperately tried to rise.
But the deep insemination tool still lodged in her womb mouth, plus the continuous orgasms in such short time, left her body betraying her will.
Panicking, Christia unleashed a furious shout laced with desperation and rage.
"I won't forgive you! If you put that—that pig semen—in my belly, I won't forgive you! I'll use everything I have to hurl you into hellfire!"
"Hmm... Hate it that much?"
"You who know no shame?!"
That's when Sin Seon-dong, smirking in front of her, extended his left hand—which had been behind his back—thrusting a slightly larger vinyl pack than the one in his right hand toward her.
Christia's face lit up as she sniffed again.
"Yes, this! This one, put this in! Put this in, I say! I'll gladly take as much as you want! Pour it straight into my womb and I'll cum lewdly right away—put this in! Your semen, put your semen in!"
"Still haven't grasped the situation?"
"Eh...?"
Christia blinked wide-eyed, processing his words, then scowled and yelled.
"Vile bastard! You're no human—how dare you do such a heinous thing to a woman's sacred place! Do you think this will make me submit to you?!"
"Fair enough, maybe I was too abrupt. How about this: Skip calling me Master during meals, but when you're getting trained like this, call me Master and use honorifics?"
"Y-You...!!"
To hear 'Master' from my mouth, he resorts to such vile, heaven-defying acts...!!
There were limits, even if she was a lowly sow—how could he threaten to inject pig semen into a person's womb?
"But you're a sow to begin with, so whatever goes in... No, pig semen suits you perfectly, doesn't it? What do you think, Urga sis?"
"Eh? Suddenly?"
Urga, finishing cleanup after her task, startled at being called, then sneered at the pitiful white sow Christia.
"True, putting pig semen in a pig is only natural. She's getting Master's semen—which is above her station—and she should be begging and grateful for it."
"Hear that?"
"Sh-Shut up, you heretics! Let... Let go! Let go of this!"
Now Urga had grabbed her hips too.
No escape.
"Say it: 'Please put Master's semen in me.' 'Please inseminate this lowly white sow's womb with Master's noble human semen.'"
"I won't! You think I'll yield to such blackmail?!"
"Can't be helped then. Sis?"
"Hiiik!?"
Christia flinched as he teasingly levered the deep insemination tool like a pry bar against her womb mouth.
But when Urga, behind her, received the pig semen from Sin Seon-dong and tried connecting it to the long hose near the handle,
Christia's face drained even paler.
"Don't! Don't do it!"
"Didn't our dear Master already tell you? Say it."
"Hngh?!"
Urga's skilled hands—experienced from multiple sows—neared connecting the semen pack's nozzle to the tool.
And finally,
"P-Please... put it in!"
"Say it again. What?"
"Into this white... white sow Christia's heat-maddened womb... please put Master's n-noble human semen...!!"
Tears streamed from the overwhelming humiliation, but Sin Seon-dong—unyielding to sows—demanded more.
"Don't stutter. Say it properly."
"Please inseminate the heat-maddened womb of the utterly lowly white sow Christia with Master's noble human semen!!"
Christia squeezed her eyes shut, honorifics bursting from the Holy Knight Captain's mouth—reserved only for the Goddess and Saintess.
Violet collapsed into Eleonora's embrace.