The Eve of the Storm
Schlurp... sluuuurp... sluuuuurp...♥
It's morning! Get up already!
As always, the warm, slick embrace of mucous membranes wrapped around my cock, and just as my tightly shut eyes fluttered open, a bright blue screen popped up before me, accompanied by that infuriatingly cheeky voice echoing directly in my head. Right on cue, a woman with platinum blonde hair and a stark naked body appeared in front of me.
Just like always, with her mouth vulgarly stuffed full of my cock.
"Sluuuurp... glrk, glurk... guulp...♥"
It wasn't anything new at this point, so I casually lifted my hips a bit, and sure enough, Eleonora's sapphire-blue eyes flew wide open with a buuuurble, her throat bobbing as she swallowed.
Gulp... gulp... gulp...♥
"...Still feels kinda empty somehow."
Right? It's only been two days, but that cheeky little sow's not there next to her, so the picture just feels off, huh?
Eleonora had been handling the exclusive privilege of dealing with my morning wood for weeks—hell, almost months now—while Violet threw her usual tantrums beside her, insisting she wanted to do it. So even with a supreme beauty like Eleonora, who called herself a sow and lived as my sex slave, happily servicing my cock, I couldn't shake that nagging sense of something missing.
"Haaah... thank you for the delicious meal...♥"
In the meantime, Eleonora had taken every spurt of cum I blasted straight down her throat with my cock still in her mouth. Her cheeks flushed in ecstasy as she pressed her hands to them, then she slyly crawled across the bed on all fours, slipped down to the floor, and knelt there before flattening herself prone, just like always.
"Good morning, Master?"
"Slept great, thanks to you. You?"
Eleonora slowly raised her head as I acknowledged her morning greeting, flashing a beaming smile with crinkled eyes, then turned around to present her ass to me.
"Hee hee... thanks to guzzling down Master's thick morning cum, my pussy's in heat as usual today."
"When isn't it?"
Twitch twitch! Eleonora thrust out her sopping wet pussy, inner folds fully exposed, winking incessantly like she couldn't stand not getting cock right that second.
Anyway, with the morning greetings done, I pulled my cock out of Eleonora's mouth again.
"More importantly, you feel it too, huh? Kinda awkward."
"This wicked bitch who dared defy Master definitely feels the difference with her around or not..."
Back when it was just me, Eleonora, and Urga in the house, she'd prostrate herself in the middle of the bed. Now she was off to the side, about a third of the way, like she was sharing the space with someone. The moment I saw that lone sow flattened on the floor, the incongruity hit me.
"Truth be told, that day she served Master so diligently and sincerely, I was going to reward her with the honor of drinking Master's morning piss the next day. But that insolent wench..."
Eleonora felt the awkwardness of Violet's absence too, but she snorted in clear disdain, pissed that the girl had dared challenge me to a bet.
"So, what are those two up to?"
"No idea. They're definitely huddled up plotting something, but that sly little thing's hiding it so well I haven't figured out their scheme yet."
"Yeah? Only one day left now."
Just like Eleonora said, I hadn't set foot in the main pigsty for two whole days either.
Two days ago, Violet had basically declared war on us with her proposal, then holed up in the pigsty with Christia and refused to come out—like it was her territory now. Suddenly, the pigsty had become forbidden ground for the rest of our farm family.
"She did say they'd come to Master's house tomorrow with that white pig... but still, be careful."
From what Eleonora and Urga had told me, tomorrow was some big religious event in their world called the Holy Nativity Festival or whatever—sounded a lot like Christmas.
Of course, despite the name, it was more like a harvest thanksgiving: commemorating the day the Goddess first descended to this land, with people offering up portions of their yearly crops in gratitude for her watch over them.
Naturally, as one of the year's biggest events tied to the harvest and the Goddess's descent, royalty showed up too. Even Eleonora, who rarely left the palace, had attended to guard the queen and princess during the festival at Violet's church.
Urga said that in her tribe, it was prime raiding season since the kingdom's soldiers got too drunk to fight, making it a holy time for plunder as everyone partied.
Anyway, as the Goddess's biggest festival, it was the day Violet's holy power peaked. No way a saintess like her—even if she was a bit dim—would miss that. Figuring she might pull some trick we couldn't imagine, using whatever means to cross worlds like we did, I'd sent scouts regularly... but no solid intel yet.
"Just give the order, and I'll drag that cheeky thing here for a good thrashing in front of Master..."
"Nah, my conscience would sting too much for that."
"The man who turned a virgin who knew nothing of men into a cock-obsessed sow says that?!"
Eleonora, who usually agreed with everything I said, shuddered in shock.
She couldn't exactly argue back without admitting it was true, so...
"...♥"
Knowing full well, she wiggled her ass seductively to tempt me—clearly begging for punishment with her coquettish act.
"Ahh, are you, you going to punish me again... huff, this disloyal slut will atone with her filthy pussy, so please...♥"
"Starting the morning wanting a good spanking, huh...? Eh?"
"...Morning rape sounds great, Master."
Ouch, you bastard! You scared me, you XXX, don't say XXXX, you damn— (beep—)
When the hell did she get here?
I was tapping my fully erect cock against the cleft of Eleonora's ass, teasing her mercilessly, when a bright, clear voice rang out from behind me.
No presence at all—she'd even snuck in through the window—so even the SD Character was screeching curses. And there was the elf, still with her usual blank face, stripping off her clothes shwick shwick to get naked.
"Hey, hold up."
"...No rape? Don't wanna?"
I pointed blatantly at the window the elf had opened to climb in, making a show for her benefit as she spouted nonsense like 'morning rape is good for your health.'
"Rape my ass. What did I say? If you're coming in, use the front door properly, right?"
"...Why bother?"
Her expression stayed blank, but she tilted her head in obvious annoyance. I shook my head firmly and pointed at the front door.
"Go back and practice it now. Or no more rape for you."
"...Cheater. I already stripped."
"...Damn, you're fast. What, you a lizard shedding its tail or something?"
"...Elves who strip quick get to rape more cocks!"
It's a real proverb!
"..."
Did she have to tell me even the useless crap?
"Ahh, Master... t-teasing me like this and leaving me hanging... how can you be so devilishly cruel... as expected of you...♥"
"..."
And to top it all off, Eleonora was right there in front of me, her gaping pussy winking and squirting pussy juice as she came from the neglect play. What a total mess.
"Hey! Cut it out and go wash up and eat— what're you doing?"
"...I love you."
"S-suddenly?! Ngh... tempting me like that first thing in the morning won't work!"
"Knew it."
Yep, our one ray of conscience at home, Urga! Feeling my cock throb back to full hardness at her blushing, prim retort, I grabbed Eleonora by the hair and dragged her toward the bathroom.
And as we brushed past Urga...
"...I'll fuck you plenty tonight."
"Eek!"
This a good wife and wise mother?
With that power boost to fuel my day, I was just about to plop Eleonora on the toilet when...
"...I'm back. Can rape now?"
"You little shit! I told you not to bring home any rats you catch!"
"Eek! R-rat, raaaat?!"
The hard-won peace shattered in less than ten seconds.