Chapter 52
Chapter 52
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 52
Chapter Title: Stirring Up Confusion by Mixing Two Desires
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"Y-you cowardly baaaaaastard!!!"
"Yeah, it's my fault again. I'm used to it by now."
"You've gone and done some vile trick to my body again?!"
Spluuurt!!
Eleonora let out a furious shout, her face flushed beet red like it was about to burst. But utterly ignoring her, Sin Seon-dong continued rubbing his cock against her naked body as if it were a side dish.
"Using that inexplicable weird power to make me spout such lewd words! Not content with defiling my flesh, now you're after my mind too?!"
"You seem pretty lively in body and mind from the way you're yelling..."
"Get out! Get out right now! Hurry up!"
She was clearly going mad—no, she had already crossed that line and was deep into insanity. Even if it was just a moment of carelessness, how could such vulgar words that she could never have imagined come spilling from her own mouth!
'That bastard's scheme! Yeah, it's that bastard's scheme! That's what this is!'
Of course, Sin Seon-dong, the root cause of all this mess, bore at least half the blame. But it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say her own weakening resolve claimed the other half.
But what infuriated her most was that even in this situation, her so-called resistance while on all fours amounted to nothing more than shaking her breasts at him—and subtly wiggling her ass with the anal plug stuffed in it, secretly hoping he might punish her with something else.
In just a few short days, under his hands, Eleonora herself was turning into a lowly sow.
"Show it off, then get lost—which tune am I supposed to dance to? Make it clear."
"Eut..."
"Looks like getting an answer out of you is hopeless, so just like you said 'do your cock's bidding,' I'll do mine."
"Planning to rape me again?! Scheming to pour your filthy semen into my pussy once more?!"
Judging by the sweat dripping down her entire body or the female musk wafting from between her legs, her body was already fully prepared to be taken by him.
But she had to hide it. She couldn't let him see these signs, this evidence, that she was slowly being tamed under his hands.
Once that thought hit her, Eleonora regained her composure with astonishing speed.
'This is nothing new... Yeah, being stripped naked is just par for the course. Letting him see my breasts, this pussy lewdly dripping its juices...'
Yeah, it was no big deal. She'd already braced herself for this kind of treatment from the start. If she got rattled by something this minor, how could she endure the further training he'd inflict on her down the line?
'I can't keep freaking out forever just because he's seeing me naked. This is training, a trial. The final trial sent by the heavens to test myself and forge my mental growth!'
This was her chance—to completely eradicate that last shred of shame clinging to her, to obliterate the female instincts that had been quietly lurking inside her all this time.
If she could wipe away these stray thoughts entirely, she might just achieve the new realization that was the goal of this journey.
"Oh?"
Sin Seon-dong let out a short exclamation of admiration at the sight of Eleonora suddenly closing her eyes and swiftly reining in the thick female scent billowing from her.
It was like witnessing a breathing technique from those wuxia novels or fantasy stories from his school days—something high-level experts used to steady their mind and body. Seeing it, smelling it, hearing it firsthand—even a thick-skinned guy like him couldn't help but light up with childlike curiosity.
"Huu..."
"Then let's eat. I went to the trouble of making it, and it'll get cold."
"Sh-shut up... I know... I'll do it myself."
She stole a glance at the clear fluid leaking from the slit of Sin Seon-dong's rigidly erect cock. Under the moonlight now risen high in the sky, the reflected precum made Eleonora panic and scramble toward the iron bars, rendering her earlier resolve meaningless.
'Vile bastard! Cowardly bastard! Utterly depraved scum! He's squeezing out that delicious, filthy cock juice just to shake my resolve!'
It might not be as sweet as the semen she'd tasted before, but it had to be close, right? Ignoring the stares from Sin Seon-dong and the pigs beside her—or rather, with her limbs trembling slightly—she crawled to the bars.
"..."
Her head slipped through the bars with the practiced ease of someone now accustomed to it, and she furtively checked Sin Seon-dong's reaction.
"Hey, so when are you gonna eat?"
"I'm eating! Starting now! You want to feed me this food scraps so bad?!"
Growing thoroughly exasperated as he scolded her while dangling his cock between his legs, Eleonora bellowed and slowly brought her face to the plate bit by bit.
'I didn't notice with the pig bastards watching... but thinking about him watching makes it feel so awkward...'
As mentioned before, he'd made her do this to mock her eating like an animal. But actually showing him her feeding like this was a first—today, right now.
'He's looking forward to it... watching me start shoving my face into the plate like a pig!'
He's getting excited watching her.
Excited by her ugly display.
'I can't see him, but I can smell it. The cock scent from that guy aroused by the sight of me—buck naked, about to eat like a pig...'
That clear precum from earlier was surely secreted while anticipating this exact sight of her. Trembling with a strange sense of accomplishment, Eleonora took a deep breath and slowly lowered her head to the plate.
'No idea what this is, but it looks especially good today.'
Seeing how the grains were nicely coated in just the right amount of fat oil—had he put extra care into it today?
'Doesn't matter, it's still food scraps...'
Stark naked without even clothes, not allowed proper utensils, reduced to lapping it up like livestock—and calling it food scraps.
Of course, if Sin Seon-dong—who'd painstakingly stir-fried it mimicking some internet video—heard her call it that, he'd jump in outrage.
'Ugh... I went and showed him after all... showed him me devouring these scraps, scarfing them down like a pig...!'
As she crunched away at the food scraps(?) in her mouth, Eleonora felt her pussy heating up again despite her earlier vow, watching him start stroking his cock with his hand.
'Like a lowly pig! Even though I'm doomed to eat these leftovers, and he's watching me devour them so eagerly, filling the air with his cock scent...!'
The very thought was repulsive, but she'd truly become a pig. She wasn't oinking, but plunging her face into the plate while completely nude—she couldn't call herself human anymore. She was a pig through and through.
'What's the difference between me and the ones in the next pen... Eating what he gives, rolling in mud when it's time, eating again when it's time... and then...!'
There was a slight difference in that she engaged in reproductive activities, but...
Her nipples now rigidly erect from arousal, Eleonora felt not just her pussy but even her asshole—her shit hole pussy with the anal plug jammed in—clenching tightly. She began slowly swaying her hips.
Just as the Sin Seon-dong she despised was giving off cock scent, she was responding in kind, wafting her pussy smell, the scent of a bitch in heat.
"Huu... Huu...!"
This went beyond human or pig—it was the instinctive behavior of a female luring a male with her pheromones. But Eleonora, lost in self-loathing and arousal at her own piggish degradation, had no way of knowing that.
"Beee... Slurp... Slurp..."
Even after emptying the plate in a trance, Eleonora inexplicably kept licking the empty dish.
"Not... enough... It's not enough..."
She was hungry.
She didn't know if it was her stomach or something else, but she felt a lack. She'd filled her belly swallowing food down her throat, yet some thirst persisted.
She knew there was a delicious smell nearby—something tastier than this feed—and stubbornly sticking to just this made her itch for more.
Drool now dripping from her mouth, Eleonora began groping around for the next serving.
"What, you finished already? Should I give you more 'feed'... Here."
And right on cue, with a spluttering sound and the wet splatter of something sticky hitting the floor, an irresistibly delicious smell wafted over. Eleonora jerked her head back—but in that instant,
"Wait, wait!"
"Gulp... Wh-what is it?!"
"The inspection isn't over yet. Where do you think you're pulling out to?"
"What?"
Eleonora scowled fiercely.
"Inspection? You've already ogled my naked body plenty! Why bring it up now?!"
"You said it yourself earlier—usually it involves touching. But you said no."
"What are you..."
"What do you mean? Inspection's not done, so stay put. Perfect view like this—lets me scan your whole body top to bottom. Maybe visual inspection isn't such a bad idea after all?"
Was this really not just another ploy using inspection as an excuse to drag things out? The tantalizing smell from behind made Eleonora frantically recall their earlier exchange.
That time, this bastard had clearly said...
—Just say it straight. Last chance? Touch or just look? Pick one. Better choose when I give the options.
His offer-not-offer: inspect by touch or just by sight? What had she answered back then?
—No thanks! You just stay there jerking off while you admire my nude body!
"Ah...?!"
Eleonora writhed as realization dawned. But she didn't pull her head out.
For some reason she couldn't fathom, her instincts warned that pulling away now meant missing out on what she craved.
"I'm gonna keep doing the visual inspection just like this. Keep... staying... riiiight... there!"
"H-how long will it take?! How much, exactly how long?!"
"Who knows..."
"Answer me!!"
It's cooling. That fresh, most delicious stuff steaming behind her right now—it's gonna cool off!
"At this rate... an hour or two?"
"No way... Don't lie to me! You think I'd fall for that?!"
'Two hours... By then it'll be cold and maybe even dried up!'
Eleonora asked in a trembling voice.
"Th-then if you touch... if you touch, how long... how long would it take to grope and knead my body...?"
"Depends on how cooperative you are, right?"
"Then right now—!"
"But nah. I gave you the choice, you picked, and now you wanna change? What about my face as Master?"
Eleonora shook her ass in outrage, making the bell on her clitoris jingle. As if protesting, she kept up her lewd display—pussy squelching openly—something only she could pull off.
"Who knows? Maybe if you say, 'Please, grope and inspect this lowly sow's plump tits to your heart's content with your hands, Master,' and spread your pussy, I might change my mind."
"S-such... a thing...?!"
Grrroooowl!!
Normally—or how long ago had she vowed not to squirm under his hands?—Eleonora's stomach growled louder amid the maddening thirst, leaving her panting.
"C-call you Master even now... even in this moment, you're trying to train me?!"
"Then don't."
"Ugh..."
It pissed her off—being toyed with at this bastard's whim always did.
But she wanted to eat. Those things splattered behind her—the essence of life only males could provide, the feed bitches like her craved most—she couldn't let it go.
"Generous me will mercifully give you one final, final chance. Decide in the count of three whether to spread your pussy. One,"
Squeeeelch—
"P-please, inspect this utterly lowly sow's plump, juicy tits by groping them freely with your hands, M-Master...♥"
'To endure his training, I have to get used to this humiliation casually, indifferently... and I can't hold out without the feed anyway... Yeah, that's why...'
No hesitation needed—Eleonora spread her pussy wide on her own. Her upper and lower mouths drooled in unison.