Chapter 105
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 105
Chapter Title: Fallen Chastity
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"Where to start? The goddess of chastity who's no longer pure... a proud princess soaked in maidenly pleasure..."
I took a step back for a moment, slowly admiring the masterpiece I'd crafted.
Artemis, whose position had flipped 180 degrees from moments ago—now the one being toyed with and ogled by me—glared at me with feigned fury. But those eyes only excited me more.
"Y-You bastard...!"
-Crunch!
The moment I released her hand and it seemed free, Artemis lunged at me. But that hand was already sealed tight with pitch-black demonic energy, hoisted high and immobile.
I'd put on an award-winning act of submission, but the goddess of chastity, now completely reversed and at my mercy, was a truly satisfying work of art.
"R-Release me right now!"
"Ridiculous. Why would I?"
How much effort had I poured into sculpting this masterpiece? Why on earth would I ruin something so precious?
Look at it—the beautifully shaped breasts fully exposed, glistening with moisture, and the goddess's honey dripping thickly down.
Even her face, grinding its teeth in humiliation, was flushed red with lust and desire. Her eyes, soaked in instinctive awareness of defeat and fear.
She tried raising her voice to command me like before, but her trembling tone, lacking any confidence, was downright pitiful.
Honestly, it was driving me insane.
Every gesture, every word felt like a plea begging me to devour her right then and there.
Her already fragrant, rich minty body scent was overwhelmed by the musky aroma of her arousal, gnawing at my reason like an aphrodisiac.
"But I have incredible patience."
"Eek!"
As I smirked and approached slowly, the goddess shrank back like a frail doe trapped in a snare.
But I had no intention of leaving her even the slightest room to resist.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Ngh...!"
One hand seized her beautiful face, which tried to duck away, and lifted it into the moonlight.
My other hand ruthlessly parted the forest between her white thighs, which clenched to hide her shame, savoring the sensation.
"Oh... so soft."
"Kyaa?!"
The soft bush yielded gently to my touch, and beyond it, a mound like a ripe persimmon, slick and plump, pressed against my palm.
-Drip, drip...!
Just a light stroke, and her hypersensitive lower abdomen drenched my hand in stickiness, quivering faintly as it released thick pheromones.
Her face ground its teeth in fierce resistance, but in stark contrast, her mound—no, the goddess's pussy—grew slick and yielding, as if begging to be taken. It softly engulfed my finger with the slightest prod.
-Squish!
"Haggh!!"
"Ooh...!"
The goddess's insides clamped down on my finger fiercely, as if refusing to let go.
Contrary to her ferocious image, the depths I'd invaded were hot and sticky, squeezing pleasurably as if begging my finger to delve deeper.
"Hng! Hauung!"
As I savored that delightful pressure and lewd softness...
Even without roughly scraping or grinding her walls, Artemis twitched and let out obscene moans.
Watching her, one thought naturally arose.
'Then how about here...?'
My gaze turned to the tiny pearl peeking out just above her fountain of nectar.
-Squish! Squish!
"Hah! Hiyaah...!"
Index and middle fingers slowly worked her insides, while my thumb extended to touch the beautiful pearl—her clit—throbbing as if pleading for attention.
-Prod!
"Kruuaaaah!!!"
Her soaked pearl sent the goddess tumbling into a torrent of ecstasy with just a light press.
Artemis wailed like a beast, reacting more violently than to any caress so far.
Her beauty was a mess of tears, saliva, lust, and despair—utterly unrecognizable as the goddess of chastity.
For the first time in ages, my lust surged.
My hands devoted themselves fully to playing this exquisite feminine body like an instrument.
-Squishsquishsquishsquishsquishsquish!!
"Hiyaaah! Kruung! Kihaek! Hauyak!?"
I pressed her walls, crushed her clit, scraped her depths, and stroked her pearl.
With each flick of my fingers, the once-proud goddess devolved into a beast. Her disheveled face and eyes filled with desire lost their rationality bit by bit.
As her convulsions intensified, I knew the moment had come. I plunged into her soft flesh and taut pearl simultaneously.
-Squish!!
"Hauut!!!"
Like a short-haired mare in heat, Artemis shuddered violently in grand climax, her nectar gushing as she went limp.
"Ha... This is maddening. Truly maddening."
I wanted to rip off these annoying clothes, drop my pants, and shatter this lewd goddess's purity with my sky-high cock until dawn.
If I were still swayed by my youthful body before reaching peak demonic state, I probably couldn't have held back and would have ravaged her all night.
But what I needed now was higher up. This sweet body wasn't ripe for harvest yet.
"Good. Preparations... complete."
Fuuu...
As I circulated demonic energy and divine power to calm my throbbing flesh, my hot breath made Artemis snap her head up, pleading desperately.
"S-Stop, please stop...! I beg you... please..."
"Stop?"
"Please... I-I'm begging you like this... If you keep going, I-I'll... I won't be myself anymore...!"
I tilted my head slightly as I asked, and she nodded fervently, eyes clinging like to a straw.
Her face was pathetically adrift like a boat in a storm, shaking with urgency as if about to lose something irreplaceable.
"I-I'll give you anything you want. H-Honor? Money? Anything. I can swear on the River Styx. Just please stop..."
Sensing ill omen in my words, the goddess mustered her last strength to beg.
But all my efforts in toying with her weren't just for a simple fuck.
I craved something more fundamental—that's why I held back even this boiling impulse.
-Squiiish...
"Huuut!!"
I slowly withdrew from her pussy, my hand gleaming with sticky nectar.
Whether because it was a goddess's fluid, it carried a thick, perfumed scent like incense. Artemis stared at it in dismay.
In her eyes, fading light gave way to deep darkness. Sensing the moment, I spoke.
"Let me see... Didn't you say something like this to me?"
"W-What..."
She trembled like an aspen leaf at my gentle question.
Whatever the answer, she instinctively knew it boded ill for her now—her eyes shook with greater fear.
"You have a mouth but won't speak for yourself, legs but can't even flee, a soul but will end your life as a beast."
The curse-like prophecy she'd whispered while binding me tight.
Returning it in kind, I ignited demonic energy and divine power in the hand touching her lower abdomen.
"W-What are you... Haaaang!?"
The viscous, blazing divine-demonic energy enveloped the holiest place for a woman, the source of potent life force—her womb.
-Hummm!
The divine-demonic energy invaded the sacred goddess's womb, untouched by any man or thing.
Her already shattered mind and flesh, steeped in lust, offered no resistance—her weakened divine power crumbled futilely.
Like a ruptured hymen, the silver light faded pathetically, and the energy ravaged her sanctuary in an instant.
"Ngh, kruuaaah?! Haaaah!?"
-Spurt! Splurt!
Her virgin goddess body, hypersensitized by forceful caresses and dozens of climaxes.
Overstimulation to its most secret, sensitive core drove her to the brink of madness.
Her mound sprayed nectar like a fountain, her pale body convulsing wildly.
Yet the mind I'd forcibly restored kept her lucidly bound.
Denied even the escape of unconsciousness, Artemis endured her womb's violation with raw awareness.
"Ngh, kruuung!! Kruuaaah!!"
She climaxed so intensely it seemed she might bite her tongue.
I pulled her trembling body into my embrace and whispered soothingly into her ear, like coaxing a child.
"Shh... Relax. Let go of your tension. Just accept it."
"Hut... Huuung...!"
Like under hypnosis, her body slackened. I seized the opening.
-Humm...
"Hauuu..."
Fully infiltrated into her womb, the energy eased, and Artemis slumped, drained.
Sensing its complete embedding, I leaned her against a tree and stood before her.
"Alright, let's see if it worked."
Still provocatively slender and lustful, Artemis tempted the eye.
Only after my permission did she faint, sweat-drenched. Swollen with anticipation, I stepped back.
Sweat-matted disheveled hair, hunting garb half-off, exposing slick skin.
Beneath the soaked fabric, red-swollen erect nipples atop luscious white breasts glistening enticingly.
Down past her perfectly split white abdomen and cute navel begging for fingering...
Her pussy, red and swollen, drooled fragrant nectar like a spring. Above it, her clit peeked out, gleaming expectantly.
Tearing my gaze from that reigniting lust, I looked up.
My signature on this perfect masterpiece gleamed wickedly.
"...Perfect."
What I wanted from this arrogant goddess wasn't mere one-night pleasure.
True surrender and submission.
To others, still the sharp huntress and eternal guardian of chastity—but before me, casting all aside, groveling at my feet, craving pleasure and affection like a bitch in heat.
Her towering pride shattered, sidelining even Zeus, Apollo, and her divine duties to obey me utterly—a slave goddess Artemis.
Noble yet base, beautifully fallen, eternally innocent yet utterly depraved—that was the Artemis I truly desired.
The curse of affliction and pleasure rooted in her womb and lower body was an indelible brand until she broke completely.
Once broken, she'd beg me never to remove it—a mark of her submission.
"Now, I'm looking forward to it. How long will she hold out?"
Gazing at the bound, unconscious goddess, I anticipated the day she'd come crawling back, begging.