Chapter 293: Round 2
“Even a former holy knight like you clenches down like she's trying to devour my cock when she's getting fucked in front of the saintess, you perverted bitch.”
“Sh-shut up! No matter what, to fuck me again right here in this spot... to you it's just... ahhoook...!!”
“Those words coming from the bitch who lost her virginity in front of the saintess?!”
She had been confident.
Through repeated special training sessions with Eleonora, where they'd exposed every unsightly part of themselves to each other, she hadn't become as lewd as Eleonora (nor did she ever want to), but Violet thought she'd at least managed to imitate a fragment of her mentor's ways.
But what was this scene now? Why was she—Violet—squatting in a puddle of her own making, soaking her ass, while Christia brazenly spread her pussy wide right in front of her eyes and got fucked?
Going back an hour from now...
Gulp... gulp... gulp...!
In the young sow pen, where the newly weaned piglets gathered.
True to its name, the building resembled a prison with its long row of cramped stalls, and in the farthest corner stall sat the saintess with her violet half-twintails, Violet, clamping a large PET bottle in her mouth and gulping down water relentlessly.
“Drinking water to prepare for the battle is good, but too much can become poison instead. Be careful.”
“I-It's fine! This much... I can drink more! Gulp...”
Over the past thirty minutes, Violet had single-handedly drained five 1.5-liter PET bottles. The platinum-blonde sow, Eleonora, tried to stop her out of concern, but the naked saintess—bare as Eleonora herself—ignored the warning.
Undeterred by the sloshing in her belly that had turned into outright bloating, Violet emptied the bottle clenched in her mouth.
“Phew... This is how I avoid another pathetic loss like last time. Sorry, Christia, but this time I'll shove my piss into her bladder—her piss pussy—and claim victory!”
“...”
As if certain that no amount of dissuasion would work,
the platinum-blonde sow watched Violet reach for yet another bottle, her eyes even welling with tears, before glancing at the clock in the corner of the young sow pen and speaking up.
“Enough. Stop drinking. It's time to go.”
“Ah... I could have drunk more...”
“You've had plenty already. Trust in your own lewdness. You can do this.”
“Yes! For my teacher's sake, at least—urk...!”
She'd been told to drink in moderation, after all.
Violet clutched her bloated belly, swollen top to bottom, and blushed furiously at the little burp that escaped her lips unbidden.
“Hehe... Don't be embarrassed over a burp. Someday, in front of Master, you'll have to burp up the scent of semen too. How can you be shy about that in front of a useless sow like me, whose only purpose is teasing pussies...”
“S-Sorry... I really drank too much...!!”
As if it were more shameful than being naked, Violet fanned her beet-red face, and Eleonora smiled faintly at how cute her disciple was. She quickly approached the stall door, gently unlocking the iron-barred gate.
The clueless baby piglets parted to either side of the entrance like honor guards lining a red carpet for VIPs, crawling slowly on all fours to see Violet off.
It wasn't exactly an honorable errand, but she'd still received their kindness. Violet expressed her thanks by letting each one suckle her nipples one by one.
Then she approached Eleonora, who waited at the door with her crotch and pussy spread wide.
“Go on. You're still far from a true sow, but that filthy pussy of yours looks ready to handle some blood. Squeeze out your happiness with it.”
“Yes!”
Was that encouragement to give it her all, or a curse to fall into depravity like her?
Dizzy as always from Eleonora's words, but unwilling to neglect her teacher after thanking the piglets, Violet buried her face in Eleonora's crotch.
Mmm... slurp...
Hnngh...♥
For some reason, Eleonora's clit—ungarlanded and rigidly erect—was engulfed in Violet's mouth, gently nibbled and sucked up and down, just like she'd done to the piglets.
“S-Stop... Today, it's you who needs to leak pussy juice, not me. What good does arousing your teacher do...♥”
“Ah?!”
Stop, no!
Violet scrambled out of the stall on all fours as the platinum-blonde sow licked her lips with sticky, predatory eyes, as if ready to pounce.
Eleonora glanced between Violet—advancing with her plump ass wiggling from the massive anal plug jammed in her asshole, per her teachings—and her own clit, slick with saliva. She smacked her lips with obvious regret.
Violet flinched briefly under the intense gaze fixed on her ass and pussy, but hurried onward.
Eleonora, knowing now wasn't the time for her own desires, quickly overtook her and yanked open the heavy door to the sow pen.
“Oh, is the challenger entering from that side now?”
Oink! Oooink!!
Sin Seon-dong's voice rang out alongside the bright sunlight—the grace of the sun—replacing the artificial light of the stall.
“Saintess... that filthy bastard! He could just fuck me, but he insists on fucking the saintess too...!!”
“Quiet!”
Snap!
Following Eleonora's guidance from behind as she softly closed the door, Violet oinked like a proper pig first, shaking her plump ass invitingly.
According to Eleonora's teachings, this was the sows' greeting: "Your pussy is ready to be fucked."
Of course, Sin Seon-dong didn't know the meaning, but he was impressed by how perfectly Violet mimicked Eleonora's movements.
Christia—dragged out ahead of Violet, covered head to toe in Sin Seon-dong's semen like a true white sow—couldn't help shouting at how much Violet had changed in just a few days. In the end, Urga yanked her leash, smacking her ass.
“Do you have to disobey right at this crucial moment?!”
“Eek, hiiik! Not the ass! Not in front of the saintess, not the aaaass...♥”
Smack! Whap! Crack!
Violet swallowed her pitying thoughts—She's fallen even further in the time we were apart—as Christia writhed under Urga's merciless spanking. She strode forward haughtily, like a pampered house dog.
Oink, oink!
“That oink was perfect too; you'd have looked even more depraved.”
“Can't you shut up?!”
He always said things like that to embarrass her!
Her face flushed at the start of what already felt like no easy fight, but with her platinum-blonde sow teacher—Eleonora—following behind, Violet quickly regained her poise and marched on.
Even if I end up a sow, I'll come to see worse humiliations as pleasure. I can't miss this chance over a little shame right now!
Christia looked a bit off, but unlike her, Violet was thoroughly prepared—brimming with confidence like the milk filling her breasts. Just like last time, she slid into the stall sized perfectly for her petite frame, among the row aligned left and right from Sin Seon-dong.
If it was getting fucked, she welcomed it—practically daring him with a "Try it if you dare."
“Alright, this sow's ready. Shall we get our white sow prepped too?”
“Eek... L-Let go... Let go of me, I said... aaah♥”
“Gonna need another spanking to obey? This what you wanted?”
Slaaap—!!
“H-Hiiiik...♥”
Her token resistance crumbled after Urga slapped her ass full-force; Christia crawled into her stall, trembling—clearly climaxing from the spanking.
Violet steeled her resolve even more: I have to keep her away from Master.
“Before the game begins, a word of thanks to the few ladies and sows gathered here. And now, the moment we've all been waiting for—the second round of the Pussy Pissing Gamebegiiiins!!”
Violet snorted derisively at Sin Seon-dong, who even blasted grandiose stadium music from his smartphone like some announcer.
Not much longer for you.
The moment he fucked her, shot his semen into her pussy... from then on...!
“Round 2 of the Pussy Pissing Game! The filthy game to decide who gets impaled on my cock! You sows probably expected the same as round 1—shoving your piss into each other's piss pussies...”
“Eh?”
Wait, the nuance of his words...?
By the time Violet registered the oddity, the clothespin—linked by string from her nipple to Christia—was already clamped on.