Chapter 92
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 92
Chapter Title: #2 The Falling Exorcist (Gyu Wol-ryeong - Hypnosis in Progress ♥) (2)
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It felt like a voice was saying, Wake up.
With that, Gyu Wol-ryeong's consciousness was pulled from the hazy, foggy sea and returned to reality.
"......."
"Hm? What's this, why's she just sitting there? Did the hypnosis not wear off? Should I do it again?"
He tried to thrust the "Grace" in front of Gyu Wol-ryeong.
Her hand blocked it.
"I'm awake..."
Gyu Wol-ryeong said, mixing in a touch of petulance.
She was only pretending to be calm.
But she didn't let her inner turmoil show on the outside.
She had a vague sense of her current situation.
Having been violated multiple times by their hypnosis already, she couldn't help but know.
And even knowing that, she knew she couldn't resist it. She had come to accept it.
First, she checked her own condition.
There was slight fatigue, her breathing was a bit ragged, and her body temperature was high. Her whole body felt sticky in places, whether from sweat or something else.
There was a foreign sensation around her pussy, but no signs of being creampied inside.
Instead, obscene juices were drooling thickly from her pussy.
It seemed she'd been toyed with in various ways. But it still felt like the prelude to sex... something like that.
"That's a pretty calm face you've got. Before, you looked more shocked."
He'd deliberately snapped her back to her senses to enjoy that flustered reaction.
Since that's what these bastards wanted, she put on a haughty expression, as if refusing to give them the response they craved.
But in the Jade Vice-Bishop's eyes, even that strained effort looked adorable.
It really was cute, to be honest.
Setting aside her lovely appearance, instead of radiating obvious killing intent or snarling viciously like before, she was only putting up this passive little rebellion.
It was probably the hypnosis altering her personality to some degree.
She herself seemed unaware of it, but the Jade Vice-Bishop, who knew the circumstances, noticed the change right away.
Kuku, the shell's peeling away bit by bit...
Savoring these reactions and changes was the privilege of those who possessed the "Grace".
And how deliciously a bitch could show those changes depended on the individual.
There were fine women whose reactions to the transformation tasted bland, and mediocre ones who gave the most exquisite bitch responses.
Gyu Wol-ryeong was naturally the latter.
Or maybe the Jade Vice-Bishop was seeing her through rose-tinted glasses, but her reactions seemed incomparable, number one. At least in his eyes.
Everything was already prepared; all that was left was to peel away the shell layer by layer.
Normally, he'd have to hand her off midway to the next person, missing out on the tastiest parts...
Thanks to that guy, we've got plenty of time. Non-stop until tomorrow morning... and then keep going after. Kekeke, this'll be fun, so much fun...
As he spun those thoughts and plans in his head, the Jade Vice-Bishop grinned creepily.
Gyu Wol-ryeong felt an inexplicable chill from that smile but maintained her haughty expression.
She had to resist.
Gyu Wol-ryeong knew that.
They were the enemy. Yoma.
Pests harmful to the world. Beings that had to be exterminated.
And she was an exorcist.
She had to annihilate these Yoma and the world's trash empowered by them with her own hands. She had to deal with them.
Gyu Wol-ryeong remembered that fact without a doubt.
Unlike at that inn before, where she'd even forgotten she was an exorcist and been toyed with at will.
But.
Even though she clearly remembered. Even though she knew who she was.
Even though she knew right from wrong and who the enemy was.
Still, Gyu Wol-ryeong couldn't resist.
She could feel that even her will to resist had all but faded away.
-You are the church's property. A sacrifice.
-As a sacrifice, you must offer your body to the church. You must submit.
-Love them. The most important thing is love.
-Offer your body out of love. Provide your cheap tits and slutty pussy with selfless love.
-With love, by love, for love, in the name of love—offer everything, you sow pig.
Ah, aah... Yes, that's right... with love... I have to provide my cheap, worthless pussy out of love... This man is a precious believer... an even more valuable vice-bishop... Ah, no, these thoughts... aaah...!
The Yeom Vice-Bishop's voice echoed endlessly in her mind.
It clung to her ears and wouldn't let go. It felt like she'd never be able to forget it.
Mmm... chup, chup, chuup...♡
Gyu Wol-ryeong was kissing the Jade Vice-Bishop.
She'd received the order, but it wasn't from the "Grace". Yet she followed it without even thinking to refuse.
A sticky, affectionate kiss.
She stuck out her tongue, entwining it with his, actively exchanging saliva.
When he thrust his tongue into her mouth and stirred it around, she shivered with pleasure.
She had no intention of doing so, but it was unmistakably an eager kiss.
"Mngh...♡ Hngh...♡"
As they kissed, Gyu Wol-ryeong let out coquettish sounds, writhing her body lewdly like she was coqueting.
It wasn't her own will. It couldn't be.
At least, she wasn't doing it consciously.
But with an appealing male right in front of her, the knowledge and habits of how to deal with such males that had been imprinted on her made her body move naturally like that.
This is weird♡ Why does it feel so—good? I shouldn't enjoy kissing a bastard like this...♡
The kiss continued.
Twice, three times, four... Sometimes just light touches, other times deep, clinging kisses that left her breathless and her tongue tired.
Each time they connected, she was forced to see the face of this enemy she should truly despise as incredibly handsome, dignified, and attractive.
Her body, which had initially kept some distance as if reluctant, was now fully pressed against him before she knew it.
Her arms were wrapped tightly around the Jade Vice-Bishop's neck in a hug.
She herself didn't notice. Even if she tried to, her consciousness cut off any thought of it.
Instead, she hugged him tighter, rubbing her breasts against his firm body.
Her sharply erect nipples grinding against the male's hard frame sent sweet pleasure through her.
Gyu Wol-ryeong moaned happily, devouring his lips even more.
"Aaaangh... Haaaaangh...!!"
On the bed, Gyu Wol-ryeong—who had regained her senses—reached yet another climax she couldn't even count.
Between her wide-spread legs, her slutty slit had the Jade Vice-Bishop's fingers buried inside.
Each thrust back and forth made her moan in ecstasy, her hips bucking wildly.
Waves of carnal heat crashed over her again and again from the forceful fingering of male claiming female.
"Heek, I, I lost♡ I lost♡♡ I can't win♡ Against a man, I can't wiiiin♡♡"
"Hehe, you're even better at declaring defeat now. You know your place. Before, you held out so stubbornly with that ridiculous attitude..."
The Jade Vice-Bishop pulled his fingers from her pussy and instead licked at the nipple crowning her breast.
Just that stimulation on her nipple made Gyu Wol-ryeong grit her teeth and tremble in pleasure, as expected.
He sucked her nipples, fondled them, pinched and tugged with his fingers.
Gyu Wol-ryeong reacted intensely to every bit of it.
"Aat♡ Nooo♡ Don't torment my nipples... It's embarrassing...♡♡"
"Embarrassing? Why?"
"Hiiing...♡ Because they're pathetic sensitive nipples...♡ They make weird noises... They get all hard and stiff... It's embarrassing, so embarrassing...♡♡"
That look was just as adorable as before, but even more so now.
At least, her previously rigid attitude had visibly softened.
It wasn't an act; anyone could see that.
It was the result of the discipline from each of the vice-bishops.
The Jade Vice-Bishop teasingly tapped her nipple a few times before stopping, then suddenly latched onto her breast again, sucking fiercely.
From the brief relief of liberation, his renewed assault drew a sweet sigh from Gyu Wol-ryeong.
He greedily savored her breasts. With his mouth now more Yoma than human, he engulfed her entire tit and slurped it up with wet slurps.
Gyu Wol-ryeong lost control from the stimulation, the pleasure of having her breast milk sucked and devoured whole.
Her hands and toes naturally clenched tight.
"Haaaang♡♡ Aaang♡♡ No...♡ Getting milked is embarrassing too...♡♡ But it feels so good...♡♡ Ah, no, I can't feel this way... I should hate it... I have to hate it...♡♡"
She had to hate it.
The more she thought that, the clearer the forcibly implanted feeling of coming to like it became.
Her mind, eroded by the "Grace", was erasing even the hostility maintained by her reason, bit by bit.
As her rational will was worn away, it began invading her knowledge and common sense next.
Gyu Wol-ryeong was falling steadily.
Gyu Wol-ryeong was plummeting steadily.
From arriving in this city, receiving baptism from the Yeom Vice-Bishop, falling into the trap, being periodically exposed to the "Grace" of the innkeeper and over ten believers, and finally direct finishing training from the vice-bishops—the steadfast-willed exorcist was turning into a tattered, pathetic sow with crumbling resolve.
"Huaaaah♡♡ Don't suck my pussyyy♡♡...!"
Gyu Wol-ryeong begged as the Jade Vice-Bishop relentlessly sucked her pussy and clit.
But contrary to her pleas, her hands pressed his head into her crotch, and her legs clamped around his body like she never wanted to let go.
In that contradictory behavior screaming for more, the Jade Vice-Bishop licked her pussy even more aggressively, devouring the sticky, lewd nectar.
Gyu Wol-ryeong climaxed again and again like that.
From mere foreplay caresses, feeling such immense pleasure.
Faintly realizing that an irreparable hole had formed in her rationality...