Chapter 29
Chapter 29
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Eg, How Indecent!
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Eg, how indecent!
Just a little further!
The hilltop was right there if she just pushed on a bit more. So why were those pigs here of all places? Why had she woken up at this exact moment? And why, out of everything, had she laid eyes on those filthy pigs?
-Oink?
"...W-what is this?! Why are you all... staring at... me...?"
In truth, the pigs had indeed started taking an interest in the sow showing strange behavior. But it had only been mild curiosity, like Oh, the sow's acting up again—nothing more than a fleeting happenstance.
After all, to these peanut-munching swine, a sow was just another friend without a juicy treat. That was it.
Eleonora knew this full well.
So she hadn't been too guarded when the pigs first showed curiosity toward her. And just minutes ago, she hadn't felt any prying eyes, so she'd let her guard down.
But now the atmosphere was different.
For some reason, the pigs were staring right through her, each one huffing and puffing from their snouts.
They were all fixed solely on Eleonora herself.
Not just the ones in the next pen over, but even those across the way.
"What is wrong with you lot?! Why?! What have I done now to deserve this?!"
Eleonora bellowed, unleashing her murderous intent that had always worked like a charm on these pigs before. But they wouldn't tear their gazes away from her.
Could that bastard have sicced the pigs on me because he's worried I'll extract his semen...?!
That vile scum was more than capable of it. Wizards often used familiars to surveil others, didn't they? Escaping the countless gazes of his summoned beasts had been part of her daily routine even before arriving here.
Eleonora glared at the beasts with suspicion, wondering if these pigs were spies planted by Sin Seon-dong.
But regardless, the pigs kept staring. This only fueled her suspicions, fleshing out her theory that they were surveillance pigs—his familiars.
But then.
"The pigs are excited because they smell a female in heat."
"?!"
That wicked voice came from behind her. Eleonora slowly turned toward it, and sure enough,
there he was, gripping the latch of the wide-open pigsty door.
"You're recovering fast, huh? I was wondering if you'd even stay conscious all day today."
"You think I'll let you do as you please? And to station so many familiars... Getting cold feet after raping me, are you?"
"Familiars...?"
Clop, clop. Sin Seon-dong's boots echoed against the floor as he strolled down the central aisle of the pigsty. Eleonora tensed. Was he coming over the pen to ravage her again?
Was he displeased that she was trying to remove his semen from her pussy and planning something outrageous once more?
Like a feral cat with hackles raised, she tracked his every step, turning the glare she'd been wasting on the pigs toward him instead.
"More importantly, what do you mean I'm afraid?"
Eleonora snorted derisively at his mutter, which didn't even spare her a glance.
"You know full well I can't escape you right now, even without all this heavy guard. But the fact that you're watching me with so many eyes proves you're feeling anxious."
"Anxious, huh..."
"Otherwise, those pigs that showed me some goodwill just yesterday wouldn't be eyeing me like this with such fervor."
"Anxious... Anxious? Hm... Anxious..."
Muttering "anxious" over and over like he was humming a tune, Sin Seon-dong walked right past her—contrary to her fears—and slipped into the neighboring pig pen.
"Hm, everything here's working perfectly, no broken parts. No wonder Dad went into debt remodeling the farm."
"...Answer my question."
Perhaps because she'd already been violated once, Eleonora kept grilling him while still splayed with her legs wide open.
"By the way, ever wonder what it feels like to get bitten by a pig?"
"...?"
What was he on about all of a sudden?
As Eleonora stared at him in confusion, Sin Seon-dong approached the pigs encircling her with odd, Michael Jackson-esque footsteps.
"Even with their tusks clipped and nothing but grain feed, these guys have some serious bite force. Just a nibble on the thigh and you'd draw blood... Gotta hurt, right?"
"Lies... Didn't you say yourself you castrate them to curb their aggression?"
How could she forget? Those words he'd spouted while mangling her clitoris into that ridiculous perpetual-erection state. Words from when he raped her—impossible to forget.
"Right, right... But pigs can hide their aggression most times, except for one. When they spot another pig invading their territory."
Eleonora flinched as he reached subtly through the bars toward her. Should she dodge? No, dodging would snap the hair tethering her head to the bars.
That would make the bell on her clitoris jingle, and her body would react instantly.
But in that moment, Eleonora realized something off.
Why aren't the pigs running away?
He'd said these pigs, traumatized from having their teeth, tails, and balls cut off days after birth because of her presence, would flee at her mere approach.
But now?
"The other time is... Yikes!"
-Oink squeal!!
Eleonora muttered as a pig bared its jaws, lunging to chomp the hand Sin Seon-dong slyly extended toward her head.
"A familiar attacking its master? Impossible...?!"
Familiars showed absolute loyalty to their masters. Baring teeth at their owner? Then they weren't spies? Not familiars?!
Then what the hell are these pigs?!
Unlike the bewildered Eleonora, Sin Seon-dong casually dodged the pig's maw, dusted off his hand, and spoke.
"The other time is when they have some personal grudge."
"...What?"
As Eleonora blankly parroted back, Sin Seon-dong squatted down, matching her eye level. Eyes locked across a single bar.
They glared at each other intently, the naked female demanding answers from the male.
"It's obvious. There's a female right in front of them, pussy dripping like she's ready to breed, but they can't stick it in. Her pussy scent filling the air."
"D-dripping pussy juices?! I would never... Hn?!"
She was.
Dripping profusely.
Wasn't I just fingering it to scoop out the semen?!
Not even from heat, but from her own fingers plunging wildly into her pussy. To extract semen, sure, but she'd spread them deep inside, stirring furiously.
And like Sin Seon-dong had done, she'd hooked her fingers into claws, scraping every pussy fold raw!
"A-aaah...?!"
"Boars like the ungelded ones—basically wild boars—get so violent in rut that once they start fighting each other, they don't stop till one dies. Humans can't even pull them apart."
But that's only because they see rivals. Instinct to spread seed by eliminating competition.
"These here are geldings. No breeding ability, no real hormones. But look—a slutty female dripping pussy juices mixed with another male's semen right in front of them? What happens then?"
Pigs have keen noses, even if gelded. A female leaking love juices like I'm in heat in front of them?
"Geldings don't emit male pheromones, so no rut, no rivals, nowhere to vent aggression. So where do they unleash all that boiling excitement?"
"They got excited... because of me...?!"
A pig's nose could sniff out buried truffles. With her gushing like this amid them...
They're like that because they saw me, smelled my lewd pussy scent...?!
Haa... haa...
Not intended, but like advertising her superior female allure, Eleonora panted, pussy twitching.
"No...! I-I didn't mean for this! That's not why I did it...?!"
Hot gazes from all sides made her nipples harden stiffly. Her usually cool head muddled by creeping pink haze.
"It was just to extract the semen! To avoid pregnancy! Not to seduce pigs with this body or anything lewd like that!?"
Meanwhile, as Eleonora babbled incoherently,
a drop of semen began slowly leaking from her pussy, countdown-style, dangling precariously from the edge.
"N-no?!"
As if foreseeing the chaos, Eleonora frantically reached out, but to no avail—plop. The drop hit the floor.
And then,
-Groooaaar!!
-Oink oink oink!!
-Squeeeal?!
"Eek?!"
As if they'd been waiting, the frenzied pigs slammed the bars in unison, snouts thrusting out, squealing madly. Panicked, Eleonora flailed her arms behind her and stumbled back.
But then,
"Whoa there, why yank so hard on the string tied to your clitoris? By the way, hair doesn't snap as easy as you think."
"Eh? Khii, c-clit... it's pulling so haaard...?!"
Her sudden backward leap stretched the already taut hair sealing her clitoris bell razor-tight.
And simultaneously, her clitoris yanked so taut it seemed ready to snap off, sending Eleonora into an arched pose, trembling on the spot.
"A-aaah... aaah...?!"
Already hypersensitive clitoris flooded with massive stimulation, plus pressure on her belly from this fateful unconscious arch.
Dominoes toppling. Chain reaction.
Can't stop it. Can't dodge. Can't block.
In front of that man again!
"No...! D-don't look at my pussy! Don't look, I said! If you looook, khiiiiik?!"
In the end, Eleonora climaxed hard in that arched pose, squirting semen and pussy juices everywhere.