Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Sin and Punishment. (4)
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Panting roughly, I cover my face with my arms.
F-For sure, my face must be a complete mess right now.
Making an expression no one should ever see...
As waves of pleasure wracked my entire body, making me convulse over and over, the Saintess reached out again.
Damn it all, my body bucked wildly on its own against her fingers poking inside my pussy.
"Th-that's enough..♥"
"But once isn't enough♥"
Who? Me? Or you?
The Saintess, licking my love juices off her fingers, looked down at me with an ecstatic expression.
Her overwhelming aura, like she wasn't satisfied yet, made me instinctively pout and start sniffling, but it was useless against her.
'N-No... I don't want to get weird again...'
If this keeps up, I'll turn into a bitch in heat.
A damn bitch moaning and begging for anything to be shoved in her pussy...
Fucked like a dog by this pervert Saintess, squirting from just fingers and moaning like a slut!
"S-Someone, help me..."
"Unfortunately, no one's coming here for a while."
My voice caught in the tingling sensation, dissipating futilely into the air like a mosquito's buzz.
Somehow hearing that tiny cry, the Saintess smiled sweetly and wriggled two fingers wildly.
It was dynamic like something out of a comic, but when those dynamic hands were trying to fuck me, it was a different story.
"Please hel—"
"I told you no one's coming, yet you keep at it."
Wondering why she was so sure, I stared blankly at her, and she chuckled kindly, giving an explanation.
So, um.
Lately, the Hero spends more time outside the castle than in, so he won't come to the room right away, and Gordol himself told everyone not to enter the room for the next few hours.
"Normally, just watching you and the Hero have sex would satisfy me plenty...
But these past two days, you two have been totally sexless! Sexless!"
"...Hmph."
"Masturbating while imagining is different from watching for real, ah, ah, aah, aaangh♥♥♥"
What a crazy psycho bitch.
Whatever she imagined, she jammed her fingers into her own pussy and let out rough moans from deep in her slender neck, collapsing right there.
Seeing that, my mind instantly turned ice cold.
My face splattered with her squirted juices, and the fact that I'd been toyed with by this insane woman all this time.
Everything scraped away at my pride without mercy.
"...Now it's my turn?"
"A-Ah?"
"If you've sinned, you should receive punishment, Saintess."
Looking down at the Saintess knocked out in one hit, I give a chilling smile.
Feeling uneasy at my demeanor, she trembled violently, but it didn't amount to any meaningful resistance.
Trying to fuck me and ending up a mess herself—what an absurdly perverted Saintess.
"A-ha ha... Being on the receiving end is a first for me..."
"It's fine. Count the stains on the ceiling, and it'll pass quicker than you think."
I said it confidently, but I had no idea what to do.
What the hell should I do?
I thought blankly, but nothing specific or brilliant came to mind.
Pay back as much as I received? ...I don't particularly want to fuck this bitch.
Maybe because I was brutally raped by the Hero, I didn't feel like forcing myself on anyone else.
'It's definitely an erotic sight, though...'
A nice-bodied blonde blue-eyed woman panting on the bed, squirting?
If you wouldn't fuck her, at least jerk off—you'd have to not be a man.
But what can you do? My body's already turned into this.
I even went overboard and gave birth before even masturbating.
...After being raped.
"Ow?!"
"...Restrain yourself from now on."
I clench my fist and slam it full force onto her luscious golden head.
That's the punishment I'm giving you.
It was simple, but ending it here might actually be more of a punishment.
For a pervert like this Saintess...
With that in mind, looking at her, suddenly one idea popped up, and I grabbed the hem of her Saintess robes.
"......Especially restrain yourself from squirting on my face."
Thinking about it, this damn bitch pissed her juices all over my face?
Using the hem of her symbol-of-purity Saintess robes, soaked in lewd fluids, I wipe my face vigorously.
Only a masochist would enjoy having someone else's fluids smeared all over their face.
Hmph, clicking my tongue, I straighten my disheveled clothes, and the Saintess starts looking at me with a disappointed gaze.
"Why are you looking at me like that? One smack wasn't enough to sate your holy urges?"
"No, it's not that..."
I raise my fist and shake it in front of her eyes, and she shakes her head, pouting.
I have no idea what about my words or actions warrants that expression.
...I'm the one who wants to cry.
"Being pinned down didn't seem so bad..."
"You depraved Saintess!!!"
"Kyaa♥"
Hitting her head makes a hollow clunking sound, like her skull's empty.
Nothing in that head but lewd stuff, huh?!
The scenario of the Demon King ravishing the Saintess is appealing, but not with me as the protagonist.
I don't want to become the Demon King who fucks the Saintess; I just want to see a Demon King fucking the Saintess...
"But—"
"Hm?"
"You let your guard down!"
"Eek?!"
Lamenting my situation of becoming not just a eunuch but a woman, lost in melancholy, the Saintess who'd recovered leaped at me in an instant.
...This is just back to square one.
She grabs my wrists, panting hot breaths, and I avert my eyes.
'...No strength to resist anymore. I'm really done for.'
How long until this pervert Saintess is satisfied?
An hour? Two? Or all day?
Having experienced firsthand how good and exhausting orgasms are, my body trembled.
...If the Hero walks in like this, what then?
Body this sensitive, just climaxed from Saintess's touch, pussy soaked—
Then impaled mercilessly on the Hero's monstrous cock.
'...I'll die again. Definitely die from pleasure.'
What does it feel like to die from pleasure, not pain?
Biting my lip at the mere thought, I glare at the Saintess.
Let go!
I twist my arms with all my might, but my weakened strength can't shake off the sevenfold power in her grip.
Fuck this...
"Come on, Demon King."
It's coming.
Her face drawing closer, I squeeze my eyes shut.
It's coming.
I already know what it is from experience.
Merciless, irresistible deep pleasure.
Because the Saintess is a woman, my male ego doesn't see her as sexual prey.
'This is ridiculous.'
A woman's body with a man's mind, getting turned on by women.
It could breed self-loathing, but it's also the last thread holding my sanity.
If I get aroused by men, it's over.
That would evaporate the 'me' left in my head and heart.
So, this might be better.
If I get used to this, the Hero won't even register—
"I'll melt you all sticky♥"
—But can I just let this happen?!
Her lewd whisper in my ear makes my heart pound wildly.
Overly conscious of my masculinity? Just her voice gets me excited.
I flail arms and legs to escape, but no use.
'M-My legs are entwined...'
She wraps her legs around my thigh and calf joint, locking tight, smacking her lips.
Is she really human, not a snake? No human body is this flexible!
A-And this insane tongue work...
I turn my head away from the bright red tongue inches away, but I'm like a rat in a trap—meaningless.
Eyes squeezed shut against the approaching pervert's face, I imagine what's coming.
No, imagining it would make it more miserable, so I give up.
"Come on then, bon appétit—"
But maybe even I have salvation.
Creak—
"What the hell?"
"..."
"..."
Her saliva-glistening tongue right at my nose, the door swings wide open.