Chapter 381 - Inside the Fridge
A deep, resonant hum echoed from within—whirrrrrr—the kind of mechanical growl that anyone could instinctively recognize as trouble brewing, something that might directly threaten those nearby.
Whether Eleonora sensed this ominous vibe on a primal level or not, she dropped back into a submissive pose, legs spread wide as semen poured from her, and cautiously asked me,
"Master."
"I know, I get it—so spread those legs wider. Your pussy keeps trying to clench shut. What's the deal? You worn-out cumrag slut-hole suddenly missing your virgin days?"
"Hngh…?!"
"You think so?"
"Hngh, hngh… I swore my pussy would never take any cock but yours, yet you insult it like that…♥"
But sure enough, her face flushed beet red as she bit her lower lip.
Even though I'd called her pure hole a cumrag, she knew it was my cock that had turned it into one—and that she'd faithfully fulfilled her filthy duty as a sow. It was practically praise.
"Don't go all quiet on me now. If you're a cumrag, act like one—flap that thing around proudly, got it?"
"Y-yes… I'll fall even deeper… get more broken, more depraved, until my cumrag pussy never closes again for life…♥"
Me?
I've always thought this one had peculiar tastes.
She clearly had a kink for this stuff—hell, her walls might even be made of it—but if that's the case, why whisper it at all?
As I debated telling the wide-eyed, expectant SD Character to buzz off, Christia chimed in with the same eager look, twisting her torso awkwardly to peer down at me while thrusting out her ass.
"M-me next…"
"Ah."
Like the SD girl, her face screamed anticipation as she wiggled her hips.
"F-focus on me… The sow cleaning your cock right now is me… I know Lady Eleonora's a slutty whore, but for me to personally wipe your filthy dick with my pussy…!"
"Heh heh heh."
Jealous that I'd only degraded Eleonora and ignored her pussy? Christia blatantly shook her ass in my face, flashing her pink inner folds just like Eleonora—no hands needed.
"I only spoke up to tell you to enjoy her alone, in case she got in the way. Not 'cause I'm not interested in you."
"W-who said I want your interest…?!"
Drip—♥
She glanced at Eleonora, who was lost in a solo fantasy orgasm from my words, and silver threads began trailing from Christia's crotch.
I'd planned a deep missionary creampie in this position, but with the fridge humming to life… plans change.
Smack!
"Eeeek! ♥"
"You dare doubt when Master says he'll handle it?"
"S-sorry, forgive me! I'm sorry, so don't spank my ass so sticky and hard like thaaat…♥"
Not just slapping for sound—I pressed my palm flat from heel to fingertips, gripping her cheek fully. Christia lost it.
"You said you'd never break for me, but what's this? Where's the holy knight who bared her naked body to the enemy yet clung to her faith and loyalty for the Goddess and Saintess?!"
"Don't say it! Not another word about thaaat…♥"
Mentioning the Goddess and Saintess didn't spark rage—instead, she shuddered massively the moment I finished, tongue lolling out as she panted like a bitch in heat.
"Don't say it, don't say any more… if you do, if you degrade me like thiiis…!!"
"Degrade you, and your traitor pussy quivers toward climax?"
"K-khiii! ♥"
She still clung to her identity as Violet's—no, the Goddess's—holy knight. But that was all that remained.
Now, my words denying her loyalty, exposing her shame, didn't anger her. Instead, she flaunted her pussy, unable to resist the thrilling betrayal.
Her eyes glared, sure—but it was a mask too thin for her obscene depravity.
"Anyway, you're pissing me off. No insertion until you apologize properly and show some sincerity."
"N-no way…!?"
My thunderbolt words made her eyes waver as she stared.
"You filthy bastard… trying to humiliate me again…? Forcing more depraved acts on me…?!"
"What's so depraved about 'apology' and 'sincerity'? What twisted thoughts in our white sow's head?"
"You know damn well…!"
Fuming, she glared—but slowly spread her legs like Eleonora, bending her knees.
"Oh."
"Nngh… making a holy knight do thiiiis? You heartless monster…?!"
"Yeah, I'm the bad guy—so whatever filthy thing you're planning, hurry up and do it."
"Y-yes, Maaaster…♥"
Her knees bent nearly to right angles, hands on thighs fixing her torso—it screamed twerking.
"Now hands behind your head."
"W-what?! Hands on my head like thaaat…?!"
"You're the one apologizing and showing sincerity—your call. Or don't, if you hate it!"
Honestly, every breath made her spread pussy lips kiss and tease my glans with wet smacks.
Watching her succumb to lust and slam down like a depraved beast wouldn't suck.
But I'd trained her this far—I wanted her craving my cock while obeying my collar of command.
"Filthy pervert… depraved scum, how dare you make a holy knight strike such a lewd pose…♥"
And she chose obedience.
Lifting her heels from her spread squat, she slid her hands behind her head.
Her holy knight tits—elastic enough to stir any man's lust, not quite Eleonora or Urga-level but close—jutted toward her ribs, sideboobs popping.
Same here—I pinched her jutting sideboob, and she reacted instantly.
"Satisfied with forcing this shameful pose? You dirty baaastard…♥"
"Eh, maybe?"
"'Maybe'?! I'm in this humiliating slutty pose because of you?!"
"Hm, your sincerity's starting to please me, but my anger's not fully gone. Also… weren't these smaller before?"
I kneaded her sideboob while licking her pale spine—splash!—hot fluids gushed onto my cock.
"Calling yourself a holy knight, climaxing while your mortal enemy gropes your tits. Not a sow?"
"H-hiii! ♥"
A final nipple flick made her legs quake. No main event yet—just degradation and foreplay had her in ecstasy.
"Want my cock? Make me harder like this."
"Not satisfied even after making me do thiiiis…♥"
She wasn't flustered—her golden eyes narrowed knowingly. Planned this from the start?
"Don't misunderstand… I-I'm not shaking my hips 'cause I crave your cock or your cum…!"
And shockingly, she started shaking her ass.
Not just waist wiggles or spank-quivers—like a bee's mating dance, her hips traced ∞ figure-eights.
"Haa… h-hhaa… l-look all you want… at Christia shaking her ass like a cheap whore, a cock-starved slut trapped in your vile scheme…♥"
Her plump cheeks dazzled my eyes; her sideboobs swung like pendulums.
Plenty depraved holy knight vibes, but I played cool and sneered.
"Saying that means all your sexy tempting's wasted? This is the Truth Room. I've told you a million times—only truth, no lies."
"N-no lies… it's all your, your despicable scheeeeeme…♥"
"Hmm… you seem confused. Think Eleonora's just my bodyguard?"
"…!"
Not just anyone—Eleonora, who'd been skewered on my cock alongside Christia lately. She knew more than Eleonora's looks; she knew her slutty core.
And that at my word, that knight would mercilessly pound Christia and refill her greedy pussy with fresh cum.
"One more chance. Only truth. Who's the sow shaking her hips like a whore craving cock right now?"
"M-me…"
"The holy knight who claims to serve the Goddess and Saintess—who wants my cock more than anyone here?"
"Th-that's… me too…!"
Slap!—her ass, signaling my help ended.
Time to confess it all—your true heart.
And,
"L-look! At me shaking my ass like a vulgar whore! Seducing you like the filthy slut you called me—no different!"
"Yeah, so why shake that ass and put on this show?"
Her lips twitched upward into a grin.
Admit why you're doing this.
"Obvious, isn't it! To take your thick cock and cum! I cleaned it with my mouth-pussy, but to give you this hole too…♥"
"Why give me your pussy?"
Christia's pussy was a flooded mess.
But she went further—blasting bright yellow piss from her crotch, she screamed,
"Because I want your cock pounding me, your cum flooding my womb, to lie under you squealing in bliss like a happy slooow…♥"
"Adorable. Especially pissing to prove your heart—super commendable. I pushed, sure, but spilling your truth like this? My anger's melting away."
"Th-then…?"
Slap!—instead of words, her asscheek. She got the green light and slowly lowered toward my cock.
"Right nooow! I'll make you feel goooood… with my sow whore pussy, this holy knight hole that's dying for your cock—I'll devour your greedy dick, riiiight…♥"
No foreplay needed, no spreading required.
Christia's sopping sow pussy gaped its greedy maw, slowly swallowing my glans.