Until the Saintess Becomes a Wanton
Thud. Thud-thud. The droplets falling from the ceiling struck the tent, creating a rhythmic, atmospheric sound of rain. “Gulp.” “...”
Inside the 24-person tent erected in the ruins of the Narak, a man and a woman sat facing each other in a tense standoff. The man sat on a plastic chair, legs crossed, looking down at the woman. He wiped his damp hair with a towel. Meanwhile, the woman, kneeling with her entire body bound, looked up at him with anxious eyes. She was worried about the future that awaited her. The two were Jojun and Anna Green.
Having returned from the Hwangban, Jojun was deep in thought about how to dispose of the saintess. The best option would be to coax her into becoming his own, but if that failed, he was considering using Botamilli’s power to erase her memories.
‘That man... why is he just staring at me without saying a word...?’
Anna was full of resentment toward Jojun, who was staring right at her, lost in thought. If he had captured her, he should either kill her or let her live—do something. Being left ignored without anything happening made her feel terrible.
‘Hoo... what on earth does he intend to do with me? Surely... he wouldn’t really kill me, right? I’m quite useful...’
Anna knew her own value all too well. She believed that Jojun could not easily discard her, as she possessed everything from healing arts to all sorts of useful skills. Of course, on the other hand, she felt a slight chill at the thought that the psychopath in front of her might just kill her without a second thought.
“Hmm... what should I do with this wench...”
Jojun looked at Anna, still pondering how to break her in and make use of her. He felt that simple threats wouldn't be enough to break her will. For some reason, the saintess’s Will stat was a staggering 121. He needed a different approach—something that would make her obsessed with him.
Whether Jojun was agonizing over it or not, Anna didn't have many thoughts. She already had no choice. She just wanted this awkward and uncomfortable moment to pass quickly. That was when her gaze drifted to Jojun’s lower half.
‘But... why is he only wearing a bathrobe... Is he a pervert?’
In fact, because the ruins of Narak were the only place to get clean water in a world full of filthy and disgusting things, Jojun had just finished showering. Anna, who couldn't possibly know that, thought Jojun was trying to seduce her by flashing his cock.
‘T-this is why men are... they think just showing their cock is enough... Gulp... But that guy, for an Asian... why is it so... big... and pretty...’
From that moment on, Anna couldn't take her eyes off Jojun’s crotch. Jojun, who had been thinking it would be better to just erase her memory, noticed Anna’s gaze and smiled faintly. He had just thought of a way to make the saintess obsessed with him.
“Hey, you’re going to drool.”
At Jojun’s words, Anna, who had been focusing all her attention on his crotch, was startled and quickly wiped the saliva from her shoulder. Since her hands and feet were all tied, she couldn't move properly except for her head.
“Slurp... Uh... S-sorry...”
“Well, there’s nothing to be sorry about for something like that.”
Jojun stroked the hair of Anna, who had quickly wiped her saliva and turned her eyes away, and asked. He felt that she might easily give in right now. “How about it? Don’t you want to touch it?”
“Uh... I...”
Anna couldn't answer Jojun’s straightforward question and just lowered her head. Jojun continued to stroke her hair and gently brush his knuckles against her cheek, building intimacy until she could sort out her thoughts. He knew that trying to pressure or control her would only trigger a rebellious spirit and have the opposite effect. The higher a person’s willpower, the better it was to wait until they convinced themselves.
‘Anyway, her skin is incredibly soft...’
Jojun felt a bit aroused thinking about how he had captured the enemy’s saintess and was playing with her. Furthermore, he quite liked the fact that she was a very beautiful white woman. Soon, his crotch naturally raised its head.
As his lower half swelled more and more, Anna’s gaze turned back to Jojun’s cock. Jojun licked his lips with his tongue and stared into the saintess’s eyes. It was the look of a wanton woman already deeply infatuated with his cock. Thinking that she would fall for it now, Jojun activated the Eye of Trance.
The saintess, whose mind had been lost to Jojun’s cock, couldn't even resist and fell under the effect of the eye. Soon, Jojun got off the chair, half-embraced the kneeling saintess, and whispered in her ear.
“Anna. Anna Green. A woman with high self-esteem and pride in herself. A saintess who doesn't even look at most men and doesn't treat inadequate men like humans. Funny, isn't it? You’ve been so interested in a man’s cock, but you’ve been pretending otherwise until now?”
“Ah... No... It’s not like that... Y-you... Yours is... so... cool and big...”
“Big? White men are big too. Not to mention black men.”
“Th-that... something that big... is a bit... unsettling...”
“Is that so? Then does that mean mine is funny and small? Or does it mean it’s big for an Asian? Are you... perhaps the same type as Michael...? A racist...”
“N-no, it’s not that. It’s just... the perfect size... like the dildo I used to... use... it’s like a shape just for me... I like it...”
The saintess, dazed by the Eye of Trance, confessed her inner thoughts just as they were, as if under hypnosis. The Eye of Trance didn't just make the opponent dazed; it also had a near-hypnotic effect. Of course, it was difficult to use this effect during battle.
“So, you like my cock just the way it is?”
“Yes... just... the size I like... I want to suck... it...”
“You want to suck it?”
“Yes... I want to suck... it...”
The moment the saintess, branded with a Slave Brand and dazed by the Eye of Trance, faced Jojun’s erect cock, she was effectively finished. The saintess, bewitched by Jojun’s smile, fell for his coaxing all too easily. Something inside her that she had been suppressing until now had been shaken. The saintess’s values, which had regarded men as nothing more than horny dogs, were shattered. She, too, was a horny dog. She was no different from the men she despised. She thought that she wanted to make that cock her own right now.
“Since you say you like it that much... shall I grant you special permission?”
The saintess was seduced by the serpent’s tongue. She couldn't refuse. After all, those who sit in the most pious positions are the most easily seduced and tempted by the honeyed words of wicked beings.
“In return, you must never betray me. You can promise me that, right?”
In the end, the saintess squeezed her eyes shut, swallowed hard, and nodded.
“Yes... I promise.”
Jojun smiled. He knew that everyone developed an inexplicable favor toward him once they became his slave, but the effect seemed to increase day by day.
‘Maybe it’s just because the saintess is a total pervert that she fell for it so easily just by seeing my cock...’
Jojun stood up. He then said to the saintess, who was looking up at him from her knees.
“Even so, I can’t untie the chains.”
“Ah...?”
The saintess lamented at the words that he wouldn't remove the iron chains wrapped around her body, even though they had been talking as if they were about to mix their bodies just a moment ago. Jojun intended to make her obsessed with him by not giving himself to her easily and leaving her desperate.
“Instead...”
Jojun curled one corner of his mouth and took a step closer to the saintess, who was gaping with her mouth slightly open in disappointment. Then, he brought his fully erect cock right in front of her face.
“I’ll let you smell it.”
Jojun’s cock pressed gently against Anna’s nostrils. Pre-cum dripped down, and the scent of rich semen seemed to waft out. Anna flared her nostrils and inhaled the scent emanating from Jojun’s cock. Like a dog. She savored the fragrance and sniffed it obscenely. The more she savored the scent, the greater her craving to possess Jojun’s cock became.
“Sniff... Sniff-sniff. Sss-up... Haa...”
Soon, Anna’s mouth opened of its own accord, and sticky saliva dripped down. Anna, whose sexual desire was boiling over because she hadn't been able to masturbate properly since entering Narak, wanted to suck Jojun’s cock wet and then shove it into her pussy right away. But the other party wouldn't allow it. Anna’s pussy throbbed. She rubbed her clitoris hard, wanting to shove anything into her pussy, no matter what.
‘Th-th-this... this fucking Asian bastard... I’m telling you to give it to me quickly... but you won’t...? How dare you... ignore the words of me, a saintess... and not give me your cock... and keep making me smell it, driving me crazy... You fucking bastard... I’ll rape you even if I die... you son of a bitch...!’
The saintess was furious at the thought that the other party was trying to toy with her using his cock as bait. Furthermore, Anna’s pride was wounded by the fact that while many men were dying to spend a night with her, this damn Asian guy didn't even seem to have the intention of fucking such a tasty virgin in front of him. Eventually, the saintess, who had been half-out of her mind due to the Eye of Trance, completely lost her grip on reason. A halo appeared behind the enraged saintess.
“Wh-what!! As expected of this bitch!! You were hiding your power...”
“Shut up!! You rotten bastard!! Give me your cock quickly!!”
“What? Uh, uh-uh!!!”
The saintess broke the iron chains by her own strength. They were just simple iron chains, not items or anything, but it was nearly impossible to break them without skills. However, there was no stopping the runaway saintess.
“Kyaaaa!!”
“You’re noisy!! You were the one seducing me from earlier!!!”
“Th-this crazy bitch!!”
The bathrobe Jojun was wearing was torn by the saintess’s hands. Soon, the saintess threw off her lower garments, rubbed her pussy, which was soaked with arousal fluid, like a madwoman, and grabbed Jojun’s cock tightly. So that he couldn't run away.
“Hehehe...”
The saintess, who had gained great satisfaction just by grabbing the hard meat-rod as if she had discovered an oasis in the desert. She let out a panting breath and climbed on top of Jojun.
-Thwack..!
Anna’s head went back from the pleasure that surged up. The saintess, who had enjoyed a round of pleasure like that, looked down at Jojun, who was still dazed, not knowing what was happening, and said.
“Hurry and fuck me! Please...”
The moment she was fucked by his cock, the Eye of Trance was lifted. Only now did the saintess feel ashamed.