Overtime
Violet rose gracefully from her seat. The Holy Knights, who had been plotting to rush in and rescue her from that vile Sin Seon-dong at any moment, froze in unison as they watched.
Even with Eleonora there before their eyes—performing her lewd dance, drawing and reveling in every gaze in the room—
if asked whether Eleonora or Violet took priority for Ariel and Raipelth, the mother and daughter would choose the former without hesitation.
Likewise, the Goddess's Holy Knights glared at the platinum-blonde sow with contempt, yet not a single one could tear their eyes from Violet or Sin Seon-dong's movements as he menaced(?) her.
And not a single one—not a single one who wasn't flustered.
Of all people, the Goddess's proxy herself—the pure Violet, who must preserve her chastity.
It was shocking enough that she had taken a man's cock not in her pussy, but her asshole.
But what came right after—the Saintess conversing with him, then reaching down to spread her own pussy wide for all to see—left the Holy Knights utterly stunned.
As if she didn't care who was watching, Violet shuddered with a soft hah, hah from the stimulation in her pussy, then opened her mouth.
"L-look at this! My pussy—untouched by any hand, never taken any cock. The pure pussy of your Saintess!"
"Hmm…"
Ignoring everyone around her as if they didn't exist, Violet thrust her pussy toward Sin Seon-dong's face as he sat on the edge of the bed. The chapel's Holy Knights reeled in shock at her words and actions.
"Nnhahh…♥"
"Hmm… Spread it wider."
"L-like thiiiis…?"
At that instant, a slick squelch as Sin Seon-dong's finger plunged into Violet's pussy. She followed with a sweet, cute moan, thrusting her pussy even closer to his face.
Even as a man's finger invaded her pussy—which should remain pure—even with the Holy Knights watching, even under countless more gazes,
she showed no hesitation. Perhaps drawing twisted courage from her teacher flaunting her slutty tits and pussy to them, Violet betrayed no trace of reluctance.
"D-don't rub it there with your finger, Master… My brand-new pussy's spreading for Master's finger, but unlike my asshole, it's not used to taking anything yet…?!"
"Hey now, this is just to check if you're lewd or not. Behave."
"Y-yes, yesss…♥"
Sin Seon-dong's firm reply made her tremble hard, yet Violet never stopped grinning ear to ear.
It had to be an act—to fool Sin Seon-dong and rush back to them, enduring this humiliation for now. That's what they'd judged.
Yet the Holy Knights exchanged glances with their brothers, puzzled by Violet's cute little tantrum.
Was it not an act? Or, as the art of war said, to deceive the enemy, first deceive your own—like perfect acting so convincing even they were fooled?
Unlike Violet, they lacked the divine power to discern truth from lies. They couldn't judge.
They didn't want to doubt God's proxy, of all people.
But that sight—panting breathlessly at Sin Seon-dong's touch, shuddering like a sultry whore rather than a cleric—was too stimulating for Holy Knights with zero romantic experience, devoted body and soul to the Goddess. Cold reason eluded them.
Then,
"Bring… the Saintess's clothes and veil…"
She'd been a mess moments ago, yelping as her ass was spanked. Had the Saintess's peril snapped her back to her senses?
One nimble Holy Knight bolted toward Violet's office at the words of their captain, Christia—sprawled limply behind Sin Seon-dong, legs splayed frog-like, white cum oozing from her crotch.
The open dress evoking ancient Greek chitons and the veil were holy relics that detected evil.
If it was true acting, mere contact with Violet would preserve their pristine purity. But if not…!
Either way, no quick resolution. Until then, they could only watch Sin Seon-dong defile her pussy, clenching fists or biting lips—venting fury discreetly, lest he notice.
"Hmm…"
"S-see? I'm not lewd. Even if I admitted defeat, I absolutely can't admit to being lewd, o-ohhh?!"
Sluuuurp.
And then, piercing their ears—Violet's voice.
Her vulgar, beastly moan evoked base animals. The Holy Knights' eyes shook violently.
Especially with her fist-sized asshole gaping, spewing cum onto the floor—and her embracing the man's head as he buried his tongue in the Saintess's pussy, savoring it!
Did they even need to confirm? some thought.
The angle could suggest Violet pushing his head away, so no snap judgments.
But those beastly moans in their ears…
What saintess in the world wailed so sluttily?
And that hole—gaping ceaselessly toward them, exposing its insides, refusing to close on its own!
How many countless anal fucks could stretch a filthy shit-hole meant only for excretion that wide?
They should pity her: How much abuse to ruin the Saintess's body so? But perhaps influenced by the platinum sow flaunting her naked body and flapping pussy nonstop alongside Violet,
the Holy Knights frowned at the impious thoughts creeping in.
Even if they wanted to act, bronze-skinned barbarian warrior Urga prowled Sin Seon-dong's perimeter like a hunting dog, weapon drawn from under the bed. The elf's sharp gaze pinned them, bowstring drawn, ready to loose arrows.
Any rash move endangered them—and Violet.
Fated rivals who couldn't share the same sky (though Urga always got crushed one-sidedly)—now serving one man.
Hard to deny, with Urga slathered head to toe in dried and fresh cum, like Eleonora—condensed milk atop chocolate.
These proud knight and barbarian, haughtier than most, reduced to worse than whores for one man.
Naturally, the Holy Knights' minds festered: If that black-haired bastard tamed those two that thoroughly… could Violet be…? Doubt took root, swelling.
As if timed perfectly, Sin Seon-dong lifted his face from Violet's crotch.
"Getting my face this messy just from licking? And you say you're not lewd?"
"H-hehe, th-this, this is… Master's saliva! N-not my juices, Master's s-saaaliva…♥"
"What saliva reaches places my tongue can't? The Saintess keeps lying."
No, this won't do!
Sin Seon-dong beckoned Christia, sprawled behind him, with a finger.
She struggled up, crawling to him on all fours.
"Wh-what… is it…?"
"Your Saintess dirtied my face and lips like this… Mmph."
"Chuuuuurp…♥"
Before he finished, Christia seized his face with both hands, kissing him brazenly, shoving her pink tongue into his mouth.
She ignored the brothers' stares pouring her way.
"Hmmph, sluuuurp, pfu… Saintess's juices… Saintess's pussy nectar… Hah… Give me more, more… Your filthy saliva too—hand it all over. I won't let you hog these delicious treats. Give it all—I'll clean you spotless with this Christia's mouth-pussy, u, uuung…♥"
Drool—♥
This time, cum dribbled from Christia.