Chapter 399 Match
“Nnghiiit, c-cock, real cockiiiit…♥”
“Hey, easy! Eat it slowly! Slowly! You’ll choke.”
Was clearing three days of abstinence really this joyful?
No sooner had I slipped my cock in just a little than Christia shoved her ass back against me.
“Aah… this is it. This scorching heat that a pathetic little clit-dick could never compare to, this vigorous thrust slamming tight into my pussy! Just getting pounded fills my head with nothing but filthy thoughts… this dirty cock…♥”
“Dirty cock?”
Even in this situation, I decided to punish the naughty white sow’s ass for her harsh words—and joyful, praising moans burst from her mouth.
“Yes, nothing can compare to it. This is it. This is what I wanted. I wanted this cock… I craved only this, so desperately, over and over…!”
“I’m glad you crave me so fervently, but what do you want me to do about it?”
“What… do you mean…?”
“Either I gently creampie you right here and finish, or I fuck you like a bitch in heat.”
What’ll it be?
Christia stared at me blankly for a moment at my words, her lips twitching as if there was no need to even think about it—but then she turned her eyes toward Violet.
“Nngh…”
“Ah…”
But that lasted only a second. Seeing Violet right in front of her, thighs clamped tight with fingers squelching between them, Christia straightened her arms to brace her body.
“F-fuck me… like a dog…”
“What?”
“Fuck me like a dog… p-pound me senseless! Fuck me like a horny bitch in heat, shake your hips wild and devour me, nghiiiiiik…♥”
Her pussy, already tormented by a dildo the size of my cock thanks to Violet, swallowed me smoothly without a single tight spot the moment I started pistoning—right after her words ended.
Far from just taking it, every time I thrust, Christia shook her ass back at me.
As if begging my cock to hurry and batter the cervix she’d just been abused moments ago, to take it even deeper.
“You’re really coming clean, our white sow. Why are you so lewd?”
“Lewd?! Who’s lewd?! I knew you were a liar who always spouts bullshit, but to say it even in front of the Saintess?!”
She rocked her hips back and forth herself, bouncing her ass up and down to grind against the spots craving my cock—yet her mouth still ran.
If Violet weren’t here, she’d be screaming for me to pound her slutty pussy just like in the fridge.
But today, I’d decided to fully break Christia—so I ignored her words.
“Wh-what… what’s your game, ignoring me… kghit!?”
“Smooth highway all the way. Sucking my cock right into your womb without a single blockage.”
The sensation of her cervix—always tightly shut, threatening to never open for my cock—transmitted straight to my glans.
“Wh-what… what are you trying to do… why are you thrusting deeper…!”
“What else? Insert into your womb.”
“Into my… w-womb…!?”
Violet couldn’t hide her shock at the declaration of a womb insertion right before her eyes.
Christia, on the other hand—was she expecting it?
Gulp. She swallowed hard with an audible sound, silently turning to look at me, while Violet, still masturbating to our mating, let out a shriek.
“N-no way! It won’t fit! That can’t go in!?”
“Won’t fit? It’ll fit just fine. I’ve worked so hard to claim this womb, right?”
“…”
Memories of all the humiliations and training I’d inflicted to conquer her womb must have flashed through her mind—Christia’s face flushed bright red.
Of course, those beautiful golden eyes held no shame or humiliation from those memories.
Only sticky lust and anticipation for the womb-fucking she was about to receive.
“Ch-Christia…?”
“Ugh, y-yes! There’s no way something like that could enter my womb! And as you said, I’d never open it for a scum like you!”
But that lasted only a moment. At Violet calling her name, a spark returned to her golden eyes as she glared at me.
She knew better than anyone: the moment she opened her womb—her final bastion, the last key to her body’s total corruption—she’d fall.
She was furious that I was trying to corrupt her in front of the Saintess.
Yet her body, trained and corrupted to the limit, was brutally honest with its lust.
“Oh? You don’t want to… hmm… what to do…”
“If you want to decide, just force your way in like the filthy bastard you are…”
“Christia, what…?”
Anyone could see she wanted it.
Of course she did.
If she truly knew nothing of the pleasure, fear of the unknown might hide it—but Christia had long tasted the ecstasy of having something inserted into her womb.
And I couldn’t give her any escape. So I leaned my weight onto her body, grabbed her head with one hand, and whispered in the holy knight’s ear.
“No can do. That’d be no fun. You open your womb. By your own will.”
“Kh, kghuuut…!?”
Squeeze. Her pussy clenched hard the instant my words ended.
Violet, horrified, muttered to me in a trembling voice.
“No way… all that tormenting her womb with that device was…!?”
“Not some hot bar you microwave for 30 seconds. This is long-term.”
It had all been for this moment.
Targeting only her cervix with the deep inseminator, training her so it’d open automatically upon insertion—that was why.
To one day suddenly shove something into her womb, strip away her shield of unknown fear, and make her skillfully welcome my cock inside. All for this instant.
When I first shoved the deep inseminator into Christia, I’d thought, Just ram it straight into her womb? But back then, her resentment toward me was strong.
And one-sidedly corrupting only Christia? Unpredictable what the pitch-black Violet might do in a panic.
So even though I could’ve, I deliberately took time to teach her how to easily accept it—to make her cervix gape wide.
“You think I’d accept such a demand?! Even if I look like this, I’m the Saintess’s holy knight! The Goddess’s sword! I’d never, never take a filthy cock into my w-womb, hngguuuh…♥”
“You’re dying just from my glans pressing your cervix—think you can hold out?”
“H-haaaang… n-not that…♥”
Not teasing around it like always, but sucking at her urethral opening against that firmly shut gate—sweet moans spilled from Christia’s lips, while Violet stared blankly, lost in masturbation.
“No long talk. Swear right here you’re mine. Then I’ll cherish you forever as my personal pussy, toilet, white sow.”
“H-how dare you tell me to fall… swear obedience before the Saintess, you shameless bastard… n-no, absolutely n-not, aaah…♥”
A firm no, but with a hint of possibility.
“Oh, really?”
“Ugh…?”
I pulled my cock way back from her cervix, poised to force in—and the holy knight who’d screamed “absolutely not” wavered.
“Wh-what are you doing, hurry and thrust… didn’t you say fuck me like a dog… why stop…?”
“Admit it—you’ve come too far to call yourself a holy knight. You might’ve served the Goddess and Saintess once, but this slutty, worn-out body worships my cock now.”
“I-I…!?”
Christia lifted her head again, gazing at Violet kneeling before her, pussy pooling on the floor.
“Every night craving my cock, coming to me like a beast to mate—and now you pretend to be pure?”
“Stop it and thrust already… fuck me senseless. Why now… why not pound my womb…!!”
Confused, Christia tried shoving her ass back desperately, dumping all her secret sins onto me—but I pushed her plump white ass cheeks with both hands to stop her.
“Hmm, hard to say it? How about this: I’ll slowly push in now. If you want to be mine, my sow forever—open your womb.”
“If… I say no…?”
“Then no womb insertion, obviously. I’ll smack my lips in regret and go for round three? Swearing inside to break you then.”
“!”
Did she react to “round three”? Imagination?
Christia’s eyes shook violently.
Glancing at me, then Violet, lost—thrust. I shoved toward her womb.
“Nnghuuuut, w-wait…! N-nooo…!!”
“I can’t wait anymore. Your choice.”
Gripping her ass like it’d burst, I leaned in with my weight. Christia, tongue lolling long, panted and shook her ponytail wildly.
“No… don’t, Christia…”
“Saintess… I-I…!?”
“Almost there now?”
“W-waaait…♥”
Her pussy—fully tamed, practically my exclusive hole—ignored its master’s pleas, guiding me to her deepest depths.
At the familiar point, cock nearly buried in her cervix, I whispered in her ear again.
“Don’t feel guilty sinning against the Saintess. She can’t live without my cock anyway. Even if not, I’ll make her.”
“The S-Saintess…!?”
Gulp…
Violet swallowed hard at my vow to corrupt her; Christia shuddered at the sight, ass quivering.
“No need to think it’s a sin falling with her forever—blame me. Simple, right?”
“Filthy scuuuum… the Saintess with me… your sow forever…♥”
Her words oddly sweet, I yanked my hips back hard and raised my hand high.
“Nooo!”
“You know what happens when a sow cries, right?”
“Nnghit, don’t think you can break me, this Christia, with that cock… I-I won’t fall to a mere cock…♥”
Slap!Pah!-
“?!?!?!?!?!”
My crotch slammed into her ass like they’d fused.
Silence for seconds—then a beastly cry reached our ears.
“Kkuuuuul…♥”
Gulp~♥
From the white sow’s squelching pussy, a soft pouch approached, engulfed my glans—gulp—and yanked my cock deep inside.