Chapter 87
Chapter 87
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 87
Chapter Title: The Saintess for Only One Person
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After Kim Bong-pal left the chapel.
Gulp.
Han Ye-eun, having swallowed every drop of my semen, opened her mouth wide.
"Beh—."
Without me even asking, she now automatically showed me the inside of her mouth to confirm.
"Good girl."
I stroked Ye-eun's head, praising each and every one of her actions.
Rustle.
She smiled bashfully and slowly crawled out from under the desk.
"Grab that desk over there and bend over."
I gave the order as if I'd been waiting for this moment.
"Huh? You wanna go again...?"
"Have you ever seen me finish after just once?"
"W-Well, that's true, but......"
"Don't want to?"
"N-No, I do... I like it......"
Blushing deeply once more, Han Ye-eun grabbed the desk and bent over.
"L-Like this...?"
Her panties peeking out from under her skirt were already stained all over.
Proof that she was aroused too.
Ever since Kim Bong-pal had entered the office, the thrill of possibly getting caught had only heightened the excitement.
"I-It's embarrassing......"
And it was the same right now.
Because I hadn't locked the office door.
Ji-hye or anyone else could walk in at any moment.
Well, no one would just barge into the leader's office unannounced.
I pulled down Ye-eun's panties—no foreplay needed—and thrust my cock into her pussy, slick with her juices.
Squelch.
After days of nonstop sex, no, conditioning, Ye-eun's pussy quivered in delight.
"Nngh! It feels so good!"
She'd come to love the sensation that once felt so wrong.
Squelch! Squelch!
Grabbing her waist, I pounded into her relentlessly, filling the office with her hot moans.
"Haaang!"
With every thrust of my cock, she let out unfiltered moans, her face completely relaxed as she savored the pleasure.
"Haaang♡! Haaang♡! Haaang♡! Aaang♡! Aaaang♡! Aaang♡! Aaang♡! Aaang♡! Haaang♡! Aaang♡!"
Her reactions shifted rhythmically with my movements, adding to the filthy joy of our fuck.
"By the way, Ye-eun, isn't it okay that you've been skipping the academy nonstop?"
I asked while pistoning my hips without pause.
"Ahh! Why! Ang! Ah! Why ask that nowww!"
Teasing and tormenting Ye-eun's already struggling mind was endlessly fun.
"Can't really call you a model student anymore, huh?"
"Ngh! Yeah! Eut! Already! Already like thisss!"
Meaning, what model student has office sex?
"Fair point."
Snickering, I inhaled the increasingly lewd air deeply and drove my cock even harder.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
It was just an illusion, but I thrust deep enough to bulge her lower belly, stabbing right at her cervix.
"C-Cumming again! Ahh! Cumming again! It won't stop! The pleasure keeps cominggg!"
Throwing her head back, Ye-eun barely turned to look at me, her eyes unfocused.
"Too intense! Just a little! Go a bit easier! Pleaseee!"
Contrary to her pleas, I fucked her faster and harder.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack—!
I knew full well that this true masochist said one thing while her body craved another.
"Ooooh♡! Oh♡! Ogooh♡!"
Having fallen completely into heat like a bitch in estrus, she wailed like a beast, writhing in indescribable ecstasy.
"You love cock that much, Ye-eun-ah?"
I said, relentlessly shoving her deeper into the pit of pleasure.
"Love ittt♡! Cock♡! Love cock♡!"
"Any cock will do, huh? You're a total slut."
"Nooo♡! Woojin♡! Only Woojin's♡!"
She insisted no one else would do.
Even as she slurred her desperate denials, a slut was still a slut.
My slut.
My lewd saintess.
So fucking good.
Lost in multi-orgasmic bliss, she slumped over the desk, weakly shaking her hips. To perk her up, I stuck my upturned thumb into her asshole.
Squish.
Ye-eun reacted instantly to the dual stimulation.
"Heeek?!"
Her upper body bounced off the desk, her whole body shuddering.
"C-Cumming♡! Gonna cum♡! Cumming from my ass♡!"
Her already well-trained body accepted the anal stimulation fully, climaxing hot and fierce.
"I'm cummiiing♡!!!"
Matching her peak, I unleashed a torrent of semen.
Splurt! Gush! Spluuurt!
Her squirting fluids mixed with my cum, our sticky essence flowing out in a symphony of wet sounds.
"Huu. Eut. Kiss, kiss me......"
Switching between casual and polite speech, Ye-eun reached back blindly, begging me.
"Mmm♡."
I leaned down and gladly kissed her.
"Love you, smooch, love you......"
Our tongues tangled messily like in heat, and between sticky kisses, she confessed her feelings for me.
There wasn't a speck of disgust in her gaze toward me.
Meaning Han Jong-hui's brainwashing was almost completely undone.
Stroke.
I sat Ye-eun upright on the desk and continued aftercare by kneading her breasts.
"Mmm, kisses, love it."
Feeding her my saliva was a bonus.
"Ye-eun, do you know about the purification ritual?"
I asked as we diligently went through aftercare.
"Purification... ritual...?"
Her hazy eyes gained a bit of focus.
"Kim Bong-pal, the sect leader, mentioned it earlier."
"......I know."
"What do you think about that purification ritual?"
"What do you mean?"
"Doesn't it feel dirty to you?"
I began shaking the foundations of her faith, crumbling her world.
"That's...... just for training......"
"If it's for training, would you have sex with other men too, Ye-eun?"
"N-No."
"See?"
"I don't want to...... I'm from the main church......"
"Candidate for Great Saintess, right? Do you really want that, Ye-eun? To become a sex toy for the disciples to relieve themselves?"
At my blunt words, she shook her head vigorously.
"No way I'd want that. But that's my fate, my father said......"
Pulled back to reality after days of dreamlike bliss, tears welled up in her eyes.
"W-What should I do? Woojin-ah? I don't know what to do."
"......"
"I've wanted to run away for so long. But I didn't have the courage......"
"Hmm."
"Can't you... take me and run away, Woojin?"
Suddenly clutching my clothes, she pleaded desperately.
But I coldly shook my head, crushing her hopes.
No, running away had never been my style.
If I'd fled every bleak reality, I wouldn't be here now.
I would've moved somewhere with Sia long ago.
To escape Choi Si-hyeok.
"Then, then why bring it up all of a sudden? What do you want to do with me, Woojin......?"
Rejected from her ninja escape ending, she asked with an even more pitiful expression.
"Dunno."
"......"
"You said becoming a saintess is your fate, right Ye-eun?"
"Y-Yeah......"
"What if it's not?"
"Huh?"
"That crap isn't your fate, and Han Jong-hui isn't your real father."
I casually dropped the bombshell of her birth secret.
"W-What?!"
"Exactly what I said."
"No way! That's impossible!"
"Han Jong-hui isn't your father. Becoming the Great Saintess of the Daewon Truth Church isn't your fate either. It's just the path he chose for you."
"Lies! You're lying!"
Her voice rose suddenly as she denied reality.
She had no choice but to deny it.
She'd lived 20 years believing Han Jong-hui was her real father.
She couldn't easily accept they weren't blood-related.
Besides, a lingering hint of his suggestion still clouded her mind.
To shatter it completely, I turned toward the office door.
"Come in, Ji-hye."
Creak.
As soon as I spoke, Lee Ji-hye entered, clutching a stack of documents.
"Look, Ye-eun-ah. Your birth certificate and adoption records."
Still naked, Ye-eun didn't even think to cover up as she dazedly took the papers.
"Read them."
Of course, they weren't real.
I'd obtained the actual ones for verification, but Han Jong-hui, ever cautious, had falsified the info thoroughly.
From what I'd heard through back channels, very few knew he and Ye-eun weren't real father and daughter.
So what I handed her was fake documents containing the truth.
Forged papers that looked utterly authentic no matter how you inspected them.
Having no inkling of this, Ye-eun read them with trembling hands.
"Th-This......"
Through the fake, she finally beheld the truth.
And.
It was the moment her world—built on blind faith—collapsed completely.
"Han Jong-hui isn't your father."
I drove the final nail in.
"As you can see."
Having trusted my words implicitly for a while now, she didn't doubt the evidence for a second.
His brainwashing already weakened to nothing, she never suspected they were forgeries.
Drip.
She simply shed silent tears.
And at the same moment.
Whoosh!
A massive surge of mana erupted from her entire body.
"Hic."
Tears streaming down her face.
In excruciating pain mingled with faint pleasure.
Squirting clear fluids, she cast off Han Jong-hui's brainwashing in a chain reaction, severing his suggestions completely.
Awakening her true power.
Intensely, without a sound.