After Hardship Comes Bliss?
I wonder what the hell is going on in there right now.
Violet, who had been clutching the doorknob endlessly, rolled her eyes restlessly at the familiar voices of the man and the holy knight whispering in her ear, along with snippets of their conversation.
Fwoosh, flap, bu-bu-burrrr-!
"Ch-Christia...!!"
Honestly, she had a pretty good idea already.
Intercourse between man and woman, or beasts mating—back when she was the naive girl who had just arrived here, she might not have known, but...
After enduring constant sexual pleasure and torment from Sin Seon-dong and his crew, she could now sketch a rough outline of what was happening just from the voices echoing from beyond the door.
Squelch—
"Ahn...♥"
Violet, fingers feeding her starving pussy while gripping the unyielding doorknob, let out a sultry moan as familiar as the prayers she offered to the Goddess every hour, thinking just that.
'Angle?'
As if deliberately giving her hints to paint the picture in her mind, Violet felt the silhouette beyond forming clearer, her ass quivering in response.
'From what they're saying, it sounds like Christia is... like she's taking a shit or something. She must be in some incredibly humiliating position...!'
If it were the toilet at Sin Seon-dong's house, maybe, but the tools for defecation in her world—at least what she imagined—surely meant...
'Christia... ahh, d-doing something like that, in such a lewd pose...?!'
It was forming in her head.
Outside the pen where she was trapped, just like the gaze he always fixed on her—like livestock—
Christia would be squatting in front of the cramped stall where she was confined, her feed trough between her legs, writhing in shame and humiliation under Sin Seon-dong's contemptuous stare.
From his talk of "squirting" and her own words about it sounding like taking a dump, it had to be exactly what she thought.
'B-but I have to think positively. Rather than assuming Christia chose that pose herself, it could be that she had no choice because of Master's command...'
She could be certain, having followed her like an older sister since childhood.
Yes, what kind of woman was Christia?
The holy knight who never flinched before the blades of heretics, judging sinners with her righteous golden eyes...
"N-no way Christia would...?!"
Reality could be so cruel. Violet trembled at Sin Seon-dong exposing Christia's disgrace and Christia's voice—defiant as ever toward him, yet laced with lust.
Out of anger? Shock?
Until now, her trembling had always come from those reasons, followed by her conditioned body going into heat under Sin Seon-dong's training. But surprisingly, Violet was certain this time it wasn't that.
'I don't believe it! Christia wouldn't go into heat on her own, craving to swallow cum down her throat, taking that vulgar pose herself—no, to show off to Master and get fucked, absolutely not...!'
She told herself that, but couldn't explain why her body shook so violently, why her crotch burned, why her hand wouldn't leave the doorknob.
She just muttered vaguely that she wasn't some pervert peeping and masturbating, that she didn't expect or hope for Christia's humiliation, that she wasn't angry at all.
"!"
But at Christia's voice in her ear, Violet's fingers—squishing water from her pussy—sped up.
She could see it. The door was shut tight, so not really, but in her mind: Christia, arms back propping the floor, exposing her lewd pussy to Sin Seon-dong.
So hurry, feed my mouth pussy at least, Christia pleaded, and Violet shuddered.
Her fingering pussy and the lewd words painting silhouettes in her mind had driven her to climax.
"Sh-she's gonna take it all again, so much again...!"
Normally, the afterglow would sweep her mind clean, rationality flooding back like the tide.
But for some reason, Violet felt her body trembling even more.
Unlike usual, even after one orgasm, her body burned hotter; she enlisted her doorknob hand for fiercer masturbation, but the fire wouldn't fade.
Her body heated like her mind somewhere aflame.
"She took so much earlier and...!"
Did she know how precarious her position was? Even if her mind was clear, once her flesh fell, the corruption would spread—Christia knew that.
Even to protect her,
she should look after her own body too.
Hogging the cock like that—what reckless behavior for the Goddess's holy knight.
"It's already touched...!"
Just a smear of cum without cock, purity intact, but it touched nonetheless.
So no need for more sacrifice, no reason to claim the cock?
Of course, there was something she hadn't told Christia, but still!
"I've been trained too... hooked on Master's cock and cum, my pussy and asshole trembling in heat right now...!"
Besides, she was Sin Seon-dong's—no, Master's cock house today.
Favored sow Eleonora had given her the chance; she'd resolved to lose her virginity today.
But morning: abandoned with "feed" promise. Then some elf snatched the cock. Then "work" excuse, abandoned again. Now?
Stuffed with cum till bursting in the morning, yet Christia craved more, leaving her abandoned.
Even if Violet had a voyeur fetish, she knew masturbation couldn't quench this heat.
"...I can't let Christia have more cock-thrusts."
A few steps from the door, Violet crouched in a sprinter's stance.
Drool from her mouth and pussy juices dripped to the floor, but she ignored it, toes wiggling.
"This is for Christia's sake."
With a noble excuse, her petite body launched at the shut door.
And,
BAM—!!
"Owww... K-knights break in so easily, but whyyy...?!"
It didn't take long for Violet to realize reality and imagination were worlds apart.