Chapter 297: White Sow Humiliation
“Damn, you're loving this even more today, huh? You like being watched that much?”
“H-heh... eek... Who said I like that, y-you... oh fuck?!”
“I'm talking to the sow who loses her shit every time I ram my cock into her womb mouth.”
As Violet watched, at Sin Seon-dong's whim, Christia shook her ponytail wildly up and down, letting out another obscene wail, while glancing back at the pained(?) moan coming from Violet behind her with her golden eyes.
Ah, aah... The Saintess is watching. The Saintess is seeing me like this. This filthy sight, me fulfilling my sacred duty as a holy knight in front of the Saintess...!!
The sight of herself, a fallen holy knight who called herself a sow, squealing like a real pig from the pleasure of being impaled on the cock of a man who deserved to be torn apart right then and there atop her back.
Even though she was committing acts so lewd that she deserved divine punishment or public scorn right that instant, Christia instead hugged Sin Seon-dong's neck tighter, welcoming his cock even deeper into her body.
“Kkuh... ♥”
“Look at you, even making those sweet sounds on your own now. Good girl.”
“Th-this... You think this is enough to break Christia... me... don't you dare...!”
This was all just an act, purely to protect the Saintess and win over this bastard's favor.
Just like Sin Seon-dong's specialty of mixing truth and lies in his words, she was fooling him by accepting some of this disgusting pleasure. She was doing this solely to preserve the Saintess's purity.
Absolutely not because she craved taking that invading cock deeper into her womb. Christia couldn't quite declare that with full conviction.
Unpleasant yet exhilarating.
Sticky yet refreshing.
Vulgar yet noble.
Lewd yet holy.
Like the tale of a spear that pierced anything and a shield that blocked everything...
She, fulfilling her duty as Holy Knight Christia, was simultaneously falling as White Sow Christia—a walking contradiction if there ever was one.
Back when she first lost her virginity, maybe. But now, writhing from the pleasure Sin Seon-dong gave her, she couldn't be sure she was truly performing her duty without a shred of personal desire.
Squelch.
“H-hiiik...?! Wh-what are you doing?! Why do you keep touching me there...?!”
“Hm, I figured since your ass is such a sensitive spot, your asshole might be too. But compared to Violet's, it's a bit lacking?”
“Y-you bastard!? If you touch the Saintess's asshole, I, Christia, will surely snap your neck—ngoook... ♥”
Vile scum! Stabbing my asshole and womb at the same time so I can't even talk back! How can you be this despicable!
And with Violet watching her, no less!
If this kept up, she'd look like a total pervert to Violet, one who loved getting her asshole fingered!
In sex between man and woman, foreplay was everything. But since she was just a sow, no need to hold back for her climax—he could just toy with her and be done.
She was already pissed enough, and now she had to debase herself in front of the Saintess!
Christia ground her teeth at the faint moan and sloppy sounds from Violet, glaring daggers at Sin Seon-dong. Like she'd rip out his throat if she got the chance.
“You slut! Your hips aren't moving! How dare a glorious sow of the Master halt her service!”
“E-Eleonora?!”
But in that moment, as if sensing a threat to her master,
The pathetic sight of Eleonora under Sin Seon-dong's ass, treated like a mere tool, tongue lolling out and drooling from her mouth almost as much as from her pussy, vanished in an instant.
Christia hurriedly twisted her hips in a figure-eight at the killing intent rising from Eleonora, who looked every bit the strongest female knight once more.
It was a warning. Serve Sin Seon-dong properly like the sow you are, take his cum, get pregnant. If you have any funny ideas, you'll have to get past her first.
Normally, she'd snap back—how could someone like Eleonora betray the kingdom to become this man's sex slave sow? But the moment her hips twisted, the glans circling her womb mouth answered for her.
“That's it, more fiercely! Put some real weight into it. That's how a sow should be.”
“You can talk big all you want, but you're just putting on a show because the depravity from our growing weight turns you on, so don't worry.”
“Hmph...”
Depravity? Feeling depraved pleasure from leaving a well-trained toilet like her unused and treating her like furniture?
“So the fiercer we go, the more it's a reward for this pervert. You're just like her, a masochist freak.”
“Eek...! Don't clamp your pussy so tight on my cock at the womb mouth... ♥”
Christia wanted to measure just how far Eleonora had fallen, so she might as well fuck her more—
Her killing intent from moments ago forgotten, she stuck out her tongue long like Eleonora, savoring the glans fitting perfectly into her womb mouth like toothpaste from a tube.
“See? The harder we go, the more you love it. You came just from me thrusting up like I do to Eleonora.”
“Sh-shut up... I didn't cum... I'm not some pervert who gets off on this vulgar shit—o, ooook... ♥”
Despite her words, Christia's hips went completely slack, stretching back limply.
Sin Seon-dong hooked his arm under her 'bow-curved' back, supporting her before she flipped over entirely.
Now, half-upside down, Christia unwittingly thrust her tits and pale belly toward the sky where her long-worshipped goddess resided, slowly turning her eyes to Violet as if begging forgiveness for blaspheming the divine.
“Christia...”
“Nnghe... S-Saintess...!”
In her inverted vision: Violet with her bound hands raised high, and the barbarian princess Urga ravaging her tits and pussy.
“Y-you whore... How dare you touch... wh-who's body... ♥”
“Jealous? Come take her if you can.”
Even in her degraded state, she hadn't forgotten her duty. Upside down, she stretched her arm with all her might—but it fell limp like her back, futilely.
“Should I just shove it all the way into your womb like this?”
“N-no... Don't... A woman's womb... m-my womb defiled by that cock...”
It would shatter. That siege ram of a cock slamming her womb ceiling would pulverize it.
Right now, she was barely holding it back with all her strength. But if she succumbed, opening her womb's gate...
Taking that sturdy shaft straight into her womb, she'd submit to Sin Seon-dong completely like Eleonora, falling fully as his sow. It was obvious as fire.
If I can just buy time for the Saintess's plan... If she succeeds... then then...
She was already fallen anyway—purified by the goddess's light later. By then, welcoming his cock into her womb, drowning in the pleasure of semen flooding her ovaries as she burned away... might not be so bad...
“Let go! Christia's like that now—you have to heal her right away...!”
“Envious of the white sow or not, you think the loser can steal the winner's prize? Can't you see? She's literally dying of pleasure—don't ruin half your life over nothing, Saintess!”
“Hiiyaak?!”
Unlike her bucking body, her consciousness sank, vision blurring. Christia tried to say something to Urga pinching Violet's nipple with milk-soaked hands, but
“Ah, aa... Heh, uhehe... ♥”
What sound is that? Why... why is a beastly noise coming from my mouth...?
“Hips go first, then tongue... last is the brain? I know what happens when the brain melts, so no need to check...”
“Hhiit... ♥”
Spurt—
Glancing down at her coldly, Sin Seon-dong's gaze reignited Eleonora; after squirting her juices, she gleefully opened her urethra, pissing bright yellow.
“Acting all high and mighty, but you're almost mine now, huh?”
“Hehguuk, th-that... hiiik... ♥”
Don't make me laugh, she screamed inwardly a hundred times, but Christia couldn't fulfill her will. Swept away by waves of semen filling her womb and pussy, her consciousness faded to black.
“Now just womb training left, huh?”
“W-womb training... ♥”
“What, you want it too?”
“Yes! Please! This body of Eleonora's is a toy prepared for Master, so please use this sow's womb however you like—play with it till it's ruined... haa... Master's hands wrecking it... ♥”
“...”
Sin Seon-dong grinned slyly alone, staring at the panting Eleonora,
Then, without pulling out his cock from the fully passed-out Christia, he scooped her up and approached Violet, still Urga's plaything.
“What did you do to Christia?!”
“Want some too?”
“Yes! Whatever you want! I could offer my virgin pussy right now! Look! You want to fuck it, right!? Shove your cock in my pussy, my womb, cum inside—you know it! So...!”
The more desperately she appealed, spreading her thighs, the more it screamed she was plotting something—but whether Violet knew that or not,
“W-wait! Where are you going! Give Christia back! Fuck me instead! Saintess pussy! Defile the Saintess pussy prepared just for youuu!!”
Sin Seon-dong didn't even reply, cradling the limp Christia and vanishing into the main pigsty.