Chapter 85
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 85
Chapter Title: #2 Bunny Girl Exorcist (Gyu Wol-ryeong - Affection Hypnosis) (2)
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"I command you."
"From now on, you will feel affection toward every believer who approaches you, talks to you, touches you, and gives you orders."
"That affection will grow stronger and stronger. You'll find them more and more comfortable to be around, you'll want to do anything for them, and the thought of serving them will fill you with joy and excitement."
"The most important emotion in our cult is 'love'."
"Through this, let's fully learn the love and affection befitting a sacrifice."
"Engrave it deep into that vulgar body and mind of yours."
⟨ Affection Hypnosis ⟩
Before long, the baseball-capped sub-vice bishop unleashed his semen into my mouth and down my throat.
In the meantime, I'd been masturbating furiously on my own, and every time I sucked, the cock's texture felt bizarrely good, sending me into massive orgasms over and over.
Probably because I'd been rubbing so intensely, I noticed the patch over my pussy had already peeled off.
The nipple patches had been ripped away by the sub-vice bishop's hands long ago, so in the end, neither spot was hidden at all.
Haa... haa... whoo...
But even in that state, it didn't bother me much.
If anything, I wanted him to look even more.
A desire to have him stare openly at my shameful places welled up from beneath these vulgar tits of mine.
I wanted him to touch me there directly.
I wanted him to grope my body, my naughty spots, everywhere.
The spirit of service and philanthropy—wanting to make him feel good like that—swelled uncontrollably...
I wanted to press closer. To hear his voice more.
To touch him more. To be touched more.
To suck his cock more. To fuck this magnificent cock of his...!!
'This is weird... Something's seriously off...'
'But I can't stop... Ugh... I know I shouldn't...!'
The sub-vice bishop apparently wasn't satisfied with just cumming in my mouth.
He pulled my body into an embrace and sat on the toilet, starting to knead me all over.
"Ahh...♡ Kuhat...♡♡ Stop...♡"
Every time his hands touched my body, sweet, delicate moans escaped my lips. No matter how you heard it, they were the sounds of a bitch in heat.
His hands massaged my perfectly soft, springy tits.
They fiddled with my nipples, rubbing and pinching them just right to send pleasure surging.
They stroked and rubbed my belly, then pressed firmly on the spot where my womb lay beyond, stimulating my Porchiorio.
They ground roughly into my drenched crotch, teasing the sensitive slit between.
The sub-vice bishop's tongue licked my nape.
At the same time, his hand peeled back the hood of my clit and rubbed it from the base upward.
"Ah, aaa, aaaaaa~~~!!"
That turned my mind pure white.
The fiery sensation surging from between my legs, from deep inside my body, robbed me of all reason.
I shook my head side to side, but there was no escaping that pleasure—I climaxed just like that.
A massive, incredibly blissful orgasm.
I felt something satisfying fill me up inside.
"I knew it already, but damn, Exorcist, your ass is insanely delicious. So pretty, feels so good to touch. The kind of ass that'd bounce perfectly if you spanked it. Totally my type."
I stood with my hands braced against the stall door, showing off my ass to the sub-vice bishop.
He lounged casually on the toilet, fondling and stroking my cheeks. He licked them greedily and even nipped lightly at the flesh.
Each time, I jolted in surprise, overwhelmed by the rising waves of pleasure.
After thoroughly savoring my ass, my pussy became the next target.
He slid his fingers inside and boldly probed deep.
He rubbed every fold of my inner walls like he was memorizing them, and somehow he always hit the 'right' spots—my weaknesses—like he knew them inside out.
Even back on that bus, this guy had toyed with my pussy so expertly.
But today's touch felt even more refined than before.
As if he truly knew every inch of me, every part of me intimately.
"Aa... haa...♡ Feels so good...♡♡ Cumming, cummiiing...♡♡"
"That's right, good girl. Such an obedient Exorcist who performs so well. Your pussy's still as pathetic as ever, though."
"Go ahead and cum as much as you want, you good little pathetic-pussy Exorcist," he said, roughly grinding what was probably my G-spot.
At the same time, with his fingers soaked in my juices, he teased my poor downward-pointing clit.
Just like that, I climaxed exactly as he intended.
The massive orgasm ripping through me made me squirt out vulgar fluids in a gushing spray.
But he didn't let my pussy go after just one—he kept fingering me relentlessly, sending me over the edge again and again.
My defenseless pussy surrendered completely to his hand, climaxing countless times.
His touch felt so incredibly good.
And when he buried his face in my ass, slurping at my pussy obscenely and boldly? It made me so blissfully happy my brain felt like it would melt.
"Aa, aaaaah♡...!! No, nooo, don't...♡♡ Good, so gooood♡♡ Eat my pussy more, moreee♡♡ Hyaaah♡♡ Eat it pleeease~~~♡♡♡"
After he'd toyed with my pussy to his heart's content, his hand finally pulled away.
I nearly collapsed, thinking it was finally over, but his order to stand straight forced me to tense my weakening legs.
As I panted and twitched grotesquely, something brushed against my pussy.
I knew instinctively what it was. No way I couldn't recognize that sensation.
And then—shluck.
A rigid rod of meat pierced my lewd bitch pussy.
"Nnghooooh♡♡~~!!"
A blissful sigh escaped me.
My sopping, messy-wet pussy clung desperately to the cock now buried inside, writhing greedily.
Aaah, this cock... It feels so damn good...♡
From there, it was just nonstop, mind-melting sex.
Well, rationally speaking, it was probably pretty ordinary sex.
He was incredibly skilled, but he moved his hips at a leisurely pace, savoring it.
The problem was my state as I took that cock.
Every single thrust felt impossibly good.
It felt good when he plunged deep inside and groped my tits like handles, pinching my nipples.
When his cock kissed my womb, it felt like my head and guts were melting at once.
When he pressed deep inside and blew hot breath in my ear, it felt good.
When he called me a vulgar sow bitch and pounded me at breakneck speed, it felt good.
I lost myself completely, spreading my pussy wide, grinding my ass back against him harder, clenching and shaking to heighten the stimulation.
I became nothing but a meat toilet here to get fucked senseless.
But I didn't hate it at all.
I couldn't even think of anything else right now...!
"Here it comes... Gonna cum. Got it? I'm cumming inside you, Exorcist."
"Haaaah♡♡ Nngaaah♡♡ Cum in me♡ Fill me up♡♡♡ Pound it deeeep♡♡♡ Pleeease♡♡♡ Aaaahn♡♡♡"
"When you love it this much, it gets me going too. Bet I'm gonna unload a ton."
And before long.
The cock that had been leisurely thrusting and stirring my depths for so long suddenly slammed home—thud!—and began spewing semen.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle... Thick cum flooding inside me.
Just like always, the creampie brought an overwhelming surge of pleasure and bliss I could barely handle.
The sheer joy nearly made me buck my hips wildly without thinking.
"Ah, anh, whoaaaaaah♡♡ So goooood♡♡!!"
Definitely the most intense spasms I'd felt all day.
Without realizing it, I squirted wildly from between my spread legs, the sensation of release pushing me into yet another wave of pleasure.
Nuclear-bomb-level ecstasy scrambled my brain while the illusion of my whole body melting swept through me. I couldn't think straight. This was insane. Completely insane...
I floated in a daze, basking in the afterglow of that climax for a good while.
All the while, the sub-vice bishop kept his cock sheathed in my pussy, stroking and kneading my ass and tits.
When he whispered in my ear, "That felt amazing," it filled me with such bizarre joy that I grinned ear to ear without meaning to.
The sub-vice bishop—no, the Chairman—had enjoyed thoroughly satisfying sex.
It wasn't just the fun of toying with her using a type of hypnosis different from his own. More than anything, he'd reconfirmed how perfectly Gyu Wol-ryeong matched his ideal woman.
Deep down, he wanted to drag her to a private room and ravage her nonstop through the night—or even a full week without rest—but he quickly shelved the idea.
He had other matters to attend to, and monopolizing her here would cause all sorts of complications.
Besides, for now, it was better to let her loose.
That way, he'd surely see something even more entertaining.
He didn't know exactly what, of course. It was just a hunch, a gamble on that instinct.
But sending her off without doing anything more would be boring too.
"Guess I'll plant a few promises first."
With that, he pulled out the "grace" granted to him.
He held it before Gyu Wol-ryeong's eyes, plunging her back into hypnosis.
Having been exposed to the "grace" repeatedly already, she fell into a deep trance instantly, without resistance.
It needed some fine-tuning here and there, but it was a remarkably convenient and useful tool for hypnosis.
"────"
He imprinted several "promises" she'd never forget.
They wouldn't restrict her actions right away, but he could activate them anytime with a word, bending her to his will.
As long as those promises remained, she would forever be his possession.
'I've got a few more safeguards besides these.'
Beyond these promises, multiple layers of contingencies were already in place.
All of them screamed his intent: he had no plans to ever let Gyu Wol-ryeong go free.
She could never escape his grasp.
Gyu Wol-ryeong could never leave the Chairman's embrace.
Everything she did was as good as happening in the palm of his hand.
With that, he cast the final hypnosis, restored her mind, and ordered her back to her Chairman persona.
Following his instructions, she staggered out of the bathroom and headed back to the assembly hall.
The patches over her nipples and pussy were still gone, and between her fully exposed legs, a lewd trickle of white turbidity dripped down, announcing her recent use—plip, plip—onto the floor...