The Monstrous Womb and the Sow Knight's Oath
Her corrupted pussy clung to my cock like an octopus's suckers, latching onto every inch without missing a spot, squeezing and sucking with wet smacks as if demanding I release my semen. Veronica's womb evoked the image of a starfish prying open a shellfish to devour it.
A massive octopus lurked in her pussy, and when I'd fled for cover inside the shell of her womb, a starfish was waiting there! Perhaps this female named Veronica wasn't a sow at all, but the sea goddess Calypso? Like that woman from Pirates of the Caribbean, maybe her entire body was packed with such perilous creatures—a chilling yet oddly plausible fancy crossed my mind.
"Is... is this spot to your liking, Master...♥"
"Lick behind the glans without missing a spot."
"Hee hee, as you command... like this, like this, liiiike thiiiis...!"
Veronica twisted her waist, gently wringing her belly, and astonishingly, her womb surged precisely to the point I'd indicated, enveloping my cock like a teasing tongue.
As I wondered if someone had grabbed my dick by hand, I asked her skeptically.
"Can you squeeze it even tighter from here?"
"Yes, if it's what Master desires."
Then, she suddenly lifted the hand she'd been resting on the back of my head and thwacked—!
"!!"
"Oho—!"
Without warning, she slammed her fist into her own belly, right where her womb lay. Despite the brutal force, this loyal sow fretted over any shock reaching my cock, wrapping her womb around it like an airbag to shield me. But then—grrrrrrriiiip—!
"Huh?!"
"...♥"
It was my misconception. Veronica hadn't wrapped around me to protect my cock.
"You struck your womb with your fist to make it contract even harder...!"
"Yes, for Master's pleasure, I can do far worse than this."
I'd corrupted this female, but perhaps because she was such a steadfast female knight, her loyalty to her master bordered on madness. And that's precisely why I liked her even more.
"That's right—go mad! Lose yourself in even greater lewdness, Veronica!!"
"Yesssss! As you wish, I'll go even madder! Lewdly, deliciously mad for Master—for your cock! If that's what you desire, I'll obey it all!!!"
This was exactly why corrupting female knights was so rewarding.
"Fuck, that's hot."
"Aaaah?! Master! No! This is the moment to show you my oath...!"
Until now, I'd stayed still, but as I began thrusting my hips, Veronica matched my rhythm even mid-sentence, her body bucking in time.
The instant I snapped my hips up and down, her womb felt like another dimension entirely. In that brief moment of recoil, my cock sensed a vacuum—like riding a Viking ship at the amusement park, right before it plummets from its peak, that weightless freefall sensation centered solely on my dick.
"I've heard of vacuum fellatio, but this...!"
Vacuum womb!
"I've turned you into a monster, Veronica...!"
I spat a line like a fallen emperor whose ambitions lay in ruins, and Veronica chuckled throatily, catching my intent and playing along. Her lewd gaze turned icy cold as she gazed down at me.
"You've turned us all into monsters."
Sluuuuuurp—!!!!
It yielded helplessly as I thrust up, but when I tried to pull back, it sucked me in like it refused to let go, refusing to release what was inside her. I could get addicted to that womb's sensation.
We'd been careful of the rose's thorns, only to find the leaves were the real threat. But roleplay was roleplay; Veronica returned to her true duty as a sow, placing her hand on her head once more and swirling her hips.
I gave her ass a light smack, and like a cassette tape rewinding, she clenched hard on my cock while gazing up at the portraits of her ancestors, past family heads, and her own mother, then began reciting her prepared lines.
"Forgive me!! Ancestors!! Forgive me, Mother!! In the end, I was never a true knight, never an Isis! I love cock!! I love this royal cock that creampies me anytime and tramples me down!!"
As Veronica's cry peaked, the building pressure in my cock overwhelmed me, and I unleashed my semen without restraint.
Spurt, spurt—!
Veronica's belly began to bulge outward. Like that first time in the underground prison, but different now. Back then, she'd boldly declared she wouldn't yield to me; now, fully lewdly corrupted, she'd sworn as my sow, offering up the womb I'd so coveted and protected.
Not just flooding her pussy like before, but a direct creampie into her womb—Veronica climaxed with her tongue lolling out, matching the torrent flooding her depths.
"I am Master's sowwww!!!"
"Haa... haa..."
Veronica toppled over in that same position, sprawling limp. Not that she'd lost her virginity, but offering her womb's virginity to me had exhausted even her.
But "Don't whine—clean it up."
"Y-yes... I'll clean it for you."
She crawled over on all fours to my cock, slick with her juices and my semen. At my nod, she beamed and took it into her mouth.
Smack, smack, smooooch "How's the mouth pussy of a sow bitch house?"
"Good cock cleaner. Quite usable."
"Kuhuhu... smoooch"
Determined not to miss a drop from my cock, Veronica sucked diligently despite her fatigue, cleaning even the tricky spot behind the glans and the last droplet in my urethra, swallowing it all into her body. Then she knee-walked backward smoothly.
"Thank you for bestowing your grace on this worthless pussy bitch, Master."
Thrusting her ass toward the ancestors' portraits, she knelt once more, bowing her head to me. She kissed the top of my foot once, then my cock once.
"Ah?!"
"What?"
"Master's semen is leaking out..."
My cum from her pussy was dripping onto the red carpet where she sat.
She clenched desperately to hold it in, but after her first time(?), her efforts fell short.
"Just let it go. Why so attached?"
"It's Master's precious semen! I can't waste it carelessly!"
Aaah, what to do...! Veronica clutched her head (still kneeling, as I hadn't ordered her to stand), torn between her desires and her knightly loyalty.
"Ahem! Veronica, lift your head and straighten your back."
"Yes, Master."
Even after all that, my undying cock dangled before her as I stood, and she swallowed hard, eyes gleaming with anticipation.
"By my vast mercy, I hereby solemnly declare in this place that you, once a human female knight, are forgiven all your past sins and appointed for life as my sex slave, toilet, and sow knight."
I tapped both her shoulders with my cock, improvising a knighting ceremony from memory.
"Aaaah... Aaaaaah!!!"
Tears gushed from Veronica's eyes, which had stared at my cock like it was her lifeline. The woman who'd always maintained a poker face broke down sobbing uncontrollably right there, overwhelmed by emotion.
"To a foolish, arrogant, utterly lowly pussy bitch like me, you grant such grace and honor that I'd spend my life repaying it and still fall short?!"
"Don't want it?"
"No! For life! I'll pledge eternal loyalty! If you make me a dog, I'll become a lewd bitch that hardens any stray mutt's cock at a glance; if a pig, I'll wallow in the sty forever, oinking away! My sword, my future eternity, my body, mind, and all I possess—I swear once more here to offer it all to Master!!"
She prostrated herself, bawling her eyes out, but I didn't comfort her. Let her indulge until satisfied—her pussy was even shedding tears from the.
"Hey, stop crying. You're soaking the carpet."
Even mid-sobfest, she cut it off with a crisp "Yes." Veronica, realizing too late she'd shown an ugly face before her master, now peeked at me cautiously. Even as a sow knight, bawling like that in front of her lord was embarrassing.
To her rescue, a wet splat—my semen finally poured from her pussy.
"Ah..."
The carpet, soaked in her tears, her juices, and my cum—Veronica eyed it regretfully and hesitantly asked.
"Master?"
"Go ahead."
"May this lowly pussy bitch lick up what's spilled on the floor?"
She gulped hungrily, but "Leave it."
"B-but Master's semen at least...!"
"Let the servants or maids who clean tomorrow see it."
"Aaaah...♥ Yes, so everyone can see the traces of Master and me...♥"
Excited at the thought of mating with an orc before her ancestors and leaving evidence for all to see, Veronica writhed in renewed arousal. She spread her legs wide—
"Hic...♥"
And expelled every drop of the load her womb had taken, splattering like mud onto the red carpet.
Looking at the defiled carpet, I told her:
"From now on, no human clothes except armor. Covering with your hands? Obviously not."
"Yes, how could a sow wear human garb."
"Even with armor, no undergarments."
Veronica gazed at me, brimming with eager expectation.
"Yes, I'll let all under heaven know I'm Master's sow—"
"Ah, no. Sorry, but you'll have to wear clothes for a while."
"Yes?! Until when...?"
Her pussy twitched like she was dying to strip already, but there was business to handle first. With my usual wicked grin, I said:
"Won't take long."
It was time to summon my offspring here.