Inside the Fridge
“Hah, huht… It’s… in… Again, right into my pussy…♥”
“You’re already moaning like that just from swallowing the tip? Won’t you pass out from exhaustion later?”
“Sh-shut up! Didn’t I tell you? With this holy knight pussy, I’ll milk every last drop of your cock and cum…♥”
Is it because she’s finally getting what she craves?
Her hips grind as if she’s about to slam down all the way to the base, until her pussy mound presses against my balls with a plunge,
but Christia—still with her legs spread wide—slows her descent, smirks with a lifted corner of her mouth, swallows just my glans with a gulp, and stops the insertion there.
I don’t know what’s going through her head, but I can tell my cute white sow wants to play a little prank. A good master indulges her.
I deliberately reach toward her hips and waist, putting on a pathetic show of desperate, pleading gestures that scream I’m dying for it.
“Hehe… Yeah, that’s right. You want to savor my pussy that badly? Is my pussy that good? Craving me so fervently… What if Lady Eleonora gets jealous over how much you want my pussy…♥”
If Christia had ignored my command to voice her shame, her true feelings, her innermost desires and just tried to impale herself, I would’ve pinned her hips down as a show of force.
But now it’s time to reward my cute white sow for faithfully obeying.
Of course, I’d been dying to plunder that unique pussy of hers—the one that sucks my cock like an octopus’s suckers—ever since she stepped in here,
but I pretend to be nonchalant, act like I’m preserving my pride, and tease the guilt she harbors, which takes up a huge chunk of her pleasure.
“What’s wrong? You were whining and begging for it so bad, but now that you’re committing this sin against the goddess and the saintess just to take my cock, guilt’s bubbling up?”
“Shut your mouth! You thought you could just gloss over it…? Just obediently accept this Christia’s pussy service and spurt your filthy cum—that’s all a lowly thing like you needs to do, yet you make me spew such shameful drivel…!”
Those words I just spat aren’t my true feelings. On the surface, it looks like she’s frantically covering herself up,
but her moist golden eyes and twitching lips plainly reveal her ecstasy.
“N-not only do you make me act like such a slut, you even drag out the filthy secrets I’ve hidden deep inside…!!”
“Aigoo, you’ve been harboring that grudge, huh? So petty.”
“This bastard still doesn’t know his sins…♥”
She’s expressing gratitude toward me for saying the words she wants to hear, for letting her revel in the pleasure she craves.
“You shameless cur! Forcing a woman—no, this Christia—to spit out such depraved truths, and yet your cock stays rock-hard like this! Standing so proudly at the sight of me shaking my ass like a whore…!!”
Christia’s plump ass, still only swallowing my glans, draws a full circle.
Of course, that’s it—no further penetration.
“Shouldn’t it only be fair to reward our white sow for such cute teasing by blasting your filthy cum into this depraved holy knight pussy?”
“You bastard again! Words alone won’t cut it! You need a taste of bitterness to repent your sins!”
“Oho…”
No sooner do the words leave my mouth than her voluptuous ass spins clockwise again, drawing a big circle to tease my glans.
One circle before as a tease; now another for insolence, doubling the punishment.
After two full rotations, she looks back at me with the blatant face of a sow lost in pleasure.
“Heh, hehehe… I didn’t expect you to admit your sins so easily…♥”
“And what about you, holy knight? For all your fancy talk, aren’t you the one who wants my cock more than anyone?”
“You bastard…?!”
How insolent!
At the sight of this sinner not repenting under her harsh “torture” but instead provoking her, Christia’s ass starts spinning like a powered-up machine.
Of course, each time I savor her pussy sucking my glans and corona flawlessly, and her massive tits jiggling with every shake,
“Hah, huht… Staring at me with those lewd eyes again…♥”
Christia, too, takes in my gaze devouring her slutty display, and as my glans twitches with each rotation, she pauses the motion, trembling faintly as if reaching a light climax.
“I’d give it to you if you just said you wanted it, but you’re so hung up on pride. Knights really live such stuffy lives, huh? Right, Eleonora?”
“Wh-what nonsense! Why would I want a pathetic cock like this?! Sure, it’s steadfast like a pine tree, outrageously virile, a magnificent cock worthy of the name ‘horse cock’—I’ll grant you that!
B-but this is merely the process of purifying a wicked heretic like you! This pussy exists to milk out your evil heretic cum and purify those vile seeds in my womb—a mere reeducation! And yet you revel in my pussy without a care! How can you be such a brazen sinner?!
And Lady Eleonora, don’t nod along like you know it all too, eyes squeezed shut?!”
“Want me to prove it, then?”
“What…?”
Leaning against the fridge wall like a golden sun caught for public indecency by a noble knight, I slouch, and Christia’s lips twitch in delight.
“…D-do it, if you dare! Even now, you look ready to blow your load in my pussy from how good it feels…♥”
“Then shake that ass right here. Opposite direction from before.”
“Opposite…? Hmph, you think that’s enough to break this Christia…?!”
Nnghiii…♥
Twitch. The moment she obeys and rotates counterclockwise, her vaginal entrance squeeezes, sucking my glans.
“Wh-whyyy…♥”
“Did you just cum? Our holy knight just came, didn’t she?”
“N-no… I didn’t…! As if I’d cum to a pathetic thing like this, this worthless cock—hngh! No way I’d cum to a cock like thiiiis…♥”
Already hypersensitive from that mini-orgasm moments ago, and now her pussy folds—trained clockwise—are scraped in reverse. No way she wouldn’t react.
She cums from spinning her own hips, and with the next peak hitting, her shaky legs tremble even harder.
“You came, right?”
“N-no… I didn’t… As if I, Christia, would cum to trash like this—a flimsy cock, cock fodder! No way this holy knight pussy would lose to a cock like thiiiis…♥”
She’s adapted to counterclockwise now too, panting excitedly but without the dramatic reaction from the first spin.
As time passes, she shakes her ass even more aggressively, and her flustered eyes gain a hint of leisure,
showing just how thoroughly this former virgin holy knight has been trained into a lewd slut—a testament to my results.
“Hngh, f-feel it…? I told you this pathetic cock does nothing to me! Q-quickly admit defeat to my pussy and dump your cum already!”
“You think religious conviction is a word that breaks easy? Hurry up and shake that ass.”
“Y-you bastard… Treating this Christia like a cheap whore again…♥”
Of course, she says that, but the instant my command drops, her tongue lolls as she dutifully rotates her hips.
“Good girl. Such a good job. I’m proud.”
“Hngh… As if your praise means anything to meee…♥”
Her body’s grown accustomed to this depravity. After one counterclockwise spin, she goes for another,
but I speak first.
“Good. Now switch directions every circle.”
“Hngt, what are you… saying…?”
“One circle counterclockwise, then immediately clockwise with that slutty ass!”
“Nnghiii?!”
Smack!
“Nngiii♥”
“Hey! Hey! Hips dropping! Hips! Tense those legs!”
Playing dumb to slyly demand a bribe, the holy knight gets a firm ass smack instead, and her body nearly collapses.
Her ass—now a full erogenous zone—triggers an instant forced orgasm, ignoring all the buildup.
“Y-you vile bastaaard… Fight fair with your cock…♥”
Christia’s hips start moving clockwise again.