Chapter 405 - Match
“Ahh… Saintess’s breast milk in my mouth… slurp… haa… I’m sorry, I can’t help it…♥”
“Nngh… no, don’t…!”
Her mind already hazy from the cock spearing through her, now spinning with dizziness, Violet wrapped her arms around my neck once more at the sight of Christia latched onto her breasts, suckling like a babe.
It was like plunging into a swamp teeming with man-eating crocodiles, desperately clinging to a branch overhead.
Falling meant that cock would pierce her guts, but holding on strained her strength—and now Christia seemed intent on dragging her down into depravity too.
Though her grip had weakened since earlier, Violet locked her hands behind my neck and clenched her jaw, resolute that she would never let herself drop onto my cock.
“Haa… this, this is the breast milk I’ve craved so much…♥”
“Nngh!!”
“All this time, you’ve hogged this sweet milk for yourself! How could you, how could you not even offer a taste to Christia, your holy knight—slurp?!”
But no matter how desperately she clung,
Christia’s tongue rolling and teasing her nipples made even that tenuous hold impossible.
To borrow another metaphor, she’d barely escaped the crocs by grabbing the branch, only for ants to swarm her body, biting relentlessly—unable to let go or hold on any longer.
Eleonora, gripping Violet’s hips like an onahole and shaking her up and down to force that lewd asshole along my cock, sneered.
“Heh… yes, watching my former subordinate—no, now just a white sow—suckling milk while suffering… it’s not bad at all…”
“Mmph! Mmmph!!”
After three days of abstinence, the slimy yet stubborn barrier inside had melted back into a mere fuckhole under my relentless scraping cock.
Letting go now meant her asshole would swallow me to the hilt without Eleonora even needing to push.
“Ahh… I can’t hold back… I know it’s blasphemous, but as Christia—who’s become nothing but a barn sow living off that ugly man’s cum and piss for life—I can’t pass up this delicacy right in front of me…♥”
“Ah, aah… d-don’t bite…!!”
Unlike the cum and piss I’d fed her as “feed,” Violet’s milk—infused with the goddess’s holy power—tasted the same but without the stench. As Christia said, for a sow like her now, it was the ultimate treat.
A white sow with a voracious appetite for cock and cum behind the saintess’s back couldn’t ignore prey dangling before her eyes.
“Mmm, it’s sweet in a whole different way from cum. If his cum melts like soft cream, this is eternal glacier snow from the peaks! Every touch on my tongue, every swallow melts my pussy…♥”
“Hey, watch it? You’re really good at making your owner feel left out.”
“Who’s my owner?! Y-you’re just the breeder! Feed me cum and piss when it’s time, fuck my heat-swollen pussy and knock me up when it’s time—that’s all a breeder does! How dare you compare—slurp!—to the saintess?!”
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The saintess dangled from my neck in reverse cowgirl, arms overhead. Her holy knight suckled desperately at her heaving tits.
When I first dragged them here, Christia had spread her pussy demanding I fuck her instead of Violet, while Violet spread her asshole begging the same—both with eyes burning defiance, vowing unbreakable wills despite the ordeals ahead. That memory fueled my sadism and breeding lust for these two bitches today more than ever.
“Huh?”
Violet’s eyes widened round at my callused hands suddenly gripping her slender waist.
Her gaze screamed why act now after staying still?—no injustice, just sticky lust hoping I’d use her like Eleonora had, like a masturbation toy these past months.
“I-I told you not to touch me?!”
“Doesn’t count if I’m not taking the lead, right?”
“Huh…?”
“Just grabbed your waist ‘cause there was nothing else to hold. What, you want me to pound you like Eleonora does?”
“Never! No way!”
Sensing her end nearing, Violet shrieked.
Letting things flow my way would ruin whatever scheme she’d plotted.
“Then move already. You’ve been hogging all the fun. Be a proper sow and serve me too.”
“Y-you… th-think I won’t if you tell me to?!”
Squelch—♥
“Nngh?! Th-this cock! Doesn’t feel good at all! Not one bit!”
Maybe she’d caught her breath a little. Judging she couldn’t just take it passively, her interlocked hands loosened around my neck—
Then her plump ass slammed down, settling nicely on my balls.
“Not one bit good… absolutely not…♥”
True to her fears, she’d hilted herself root-deep, then bucked up and down with desperate strength.
“I’ll win… I’ll definitely win, take Christia back… make Master’s face crumple in tears…!!”
Each bounce sprayed milk like a water gun from her rock-hard nipples. Eleonora and Christia knelt before us in unison, mouths agape.
Eleonora to eat and clean, Christia lamenting wasted food—whatever, both caught Violet’s spraying milk the same way, tongues lolling long.
“Ah, aaah… no! Don’t drink my milk like that…?!”
Gulp gulp glug!
“Eek?!”
Blushing at her knights lapping her milk like dogs, Violet flushed deeper.
Her ass still grinding hard, something leaking from her cleft lubed my cock—proof the suckling was working.
I pinched both nipples between index and middle fingers, twisting like tweaking sore spots, whispering in her ear as she wailed again.
“Now you get it, right?”
“Y-you’re about to cum! Can’t handle my asshole, gonna blow…! I haven’t cum once yet! Admitting defeat already?!”
Clumsy liar, but she could fib when needed—flashing an awkward victor’s grin to taunt me.
“I won’t lose. Never!”
“Dunno about that. I’ll keep pounding and creampieing till you admit defeat today. No rest for you.”
“Even if you do something so ruthless, my heart will…”
“Even if you pass out.”
“P-pass out too?!”
Her asshole clenched vise-tight at my whisper of 24/7 fucking.
I spread her legs wide, then pried open her clenched pussy with both hands.
“No! This shameful pose!? At least my p-pussy, not my pussy…♥”
Ignoring her pitiful cry, my cock throbbed—
Splurt, flooding her insides with cum.
Business as usual.
But,
“Heh… you came… finally filled my asshole with your last drop… the final key…♥”
Panting amid the bubbling load inside her, Violet smirked satisfied. We all tilted our heads.
Then her hands glowed radiant purple over her crotch—bewilderment dawned in our eyes.
“You…”
"By the name of Violet, proxy of the 69th Goddess! Here and now, in place of the Almighty Mother of this land, I seal all evil upon this earth alongside me!"
⟨ SEAL OF PURIFICATION ⟩
Flash—!!
Simultaneously, a complex white-glowing magic circle etched beneath the bed, under Violet.
“She planned this…?!”
“This…?”
“…Danger.”
As we tried leaping off the bed—
“Now’s the time…!”
“What, you bitch?!”
Suddenly, milk-soaked Christia on her knees thrust her legs wide, lunging with explosive force to hug Violet—and me and the family.
Her last pride as holy knight, burning here.
Eleonora frantically tried prying them apart, but the circle was complete under Violet’s chant.
“Wait, this is…?!”
“It’s over nowww!!”
With those final words from Violet, blinding white light engulfed us from all sides.