Endless Desecration (1)
Endless Desecration (1)
The Lepodesia Great Forest, bathed in warm sunlight.
Goddess of Abundance Demeter was walking through a forest thickly planted with acacia trees, gazing at the beautiful flowers in full bloom for spring.
"Demeter-nim, they say the fruit farm in the western forest will have a bumper harvest this year as well. I hear there will be more than enough for everyone in the Great Forest to share for the whole year."
A believer following slowly behind her at her pace was accompanying her and reporting.
"If we store all the fruit harvested this time, even if a great famine were to occur by some chance, the Great Forest should be able to hold out easily for the next year or two."
"No, leave only the minimum amount needed for the Great Forest and export the rest at a low price."
"What? B-but, the fruits and vegetables from our Great Forest are goods everyone is desperate to get their hands on. Releasing them at a low price..."
When the believer stammered as if he didn't understand, Demeter stopped walking and slowly turned around.
"The Great Forest's situation has improved considerably now. But outside, there are still many areas where recovery hasn't progressed much. I believe that in times like these, we should live helping each other."
"......!"
"The scars left by the Demon King still run deep on the continent. In such an era, wouldn't it be better to prioritize everyone's prosperity over petty profits?"
The Goddess of Abundance, gently persuading with a soft voice and a tender smile.
The deeply moved believer bowed deeply on the spot.
"I was foolish to dare commit the rudeness of opposing Your Holiness's profound thoughts with my shallow thinking!"
The believer reproached his own stupidity while praising Demeter's insight.
"Rudeness? I don't think so, so please raise your head. Everyone has the right to speak their opinion."
Demeter spoke to the believer reproaching himself with a voice as warm as sunlight.
Faced with that benevolence reminiscent of spring days, the believer felt his faith in the goddess become even more solid.
"Then let's proceed with that plan, and could you please relay it to the relevant parties right away?"
"Yes, understood! But then, Demeter-nim...?"
"The acacia trees seem especially beautiful today. I thought I might take a little more walk alone before returning. Would that be alright?"
"A-ah, of course! Please don't mind someone like me, and take as long as you like!"
"Thank you."
Demeter showed a beautiful smile that no flower could dare rival.
The believer, his face reddening for no reason at the goddess's unfairly outstanding beauty, bowed politely and hurriedly left the forest.
Demeter gazed steadily at the believer's retreating back, not letting him out of her sight until the end.
"Haa......."
And when the believer's figure finally disappeared completely from view, she let out a long sigh she had been holding in, as if she had been waiting.
On her face, which had been wearing a gentle smile until just moments ago, the hidden, pitiful worries were now revealed without filter.
Left alone in the lush acacia forest, Demeter fidgeted with the skirt of the dress she was wearing.
A throbbing sensation lingering around her crotch showed no signs of subsiding.
It was an unidentified aftereffect that had appeared after that night she didn't even want to think about.
Thinking it would get better after a while, she had kept it as her own secret, and now four days had already passed.
'Why on earth.......'
Because of this unknown, strange sensation, even the nights with her beloved Ion had become more difficult than before.
Over these four days, Demeter had frequently joined bodies with Ion to erase the traces Richard had left on her body.
Perhaps because she had asked him to do so after that, Ion's member had become a little more impressive.
But somehow, even though Ion had grown, Demeter didn't feel that her relationship with him had improved.
Rather, her sexual frustration had only worsened.
'This can't go on.......'
The man Ion had brought was the cause.
After joining bodies with that man, Richard Prignato, her body had become strange.
Perhaps because what she had experienced that day was too horrific, the night of humiliation simply wouldn't fade from her memory.
There had even been times when she was making love with Ion that that man came to mind.
After the sex with that man ended, Demeter had locked herself in the bathroom and showered for a full three hours.
It was because she wanted to completely erase the traces he had left on her body.
But no matter how cleanly she washed the outside, the inside, once defiled, couldn't be restored to its original state.
When she closes her eyes like this, it naturally comes to mind. The things Richard Prignato did to her.
He forcibly took her lips that hated it, and freely stole her breasts, which were allowed only for children she might one day have with Ion.
Not only that, he inserted a savage tool — one so ferocious it was hard to believe it belonged to the same gender as Ion — into her vagina, ravaging her insides until he was spent.
Demeter could still vividly recall the beast-like aura that his male organ had exuded.
The enormity that didn't shrink no matter how many times.
The thrusting that was hard to believe was the act of a human.
And the sticky bodily fluids that had hotly soaked her body...
'W-what am I thinking now?!'
Feeling her body heat up again, Demeter shook her head repeatedly, shaking off the impure thoughts.
She tried to compose her scattered mind and regain her proper demeanor as a goddess.
And as if hypnotizing herself, she repeated to herself:
'The only person I love is Ion...!'
That day's deviation was merely part of the psychological treatment she had conducted for Ion, who was struggling.
Thinking that, her troubled mind eased a little.
Somehow managing to calm her throbbing body, Demeter turned back among the acacia trees.
'Ah, Ion.......'
When she returns home tonight, she would exchange not only bodily conversation with Ion but also talk from the heart.
She would receive comfort for this anguish and fatigue while held in his arms.
At the thought of her beloved husband's face, Demeter's steps became lighter.
But unfortunately, her wish could not come true.
*
"Wh-why...?"
Returning to the cabin after finishing her hard work, Demeter was unable to hide her shock.
"Why are you...?!"
"Hello there, Demeter-nim~?"
Richard, who had somehow arrived without her knowing, was sitting at the living room table, greeting Demeter.
Looking completely at home, Richard was currently having a meal facing Ion.
On the table in front of Richard lay the apple pie she had made for Ion this morning before leaving.
"You're a little later than the time I heard from Ion-nim? Busy day today?"
Richard put a forkful of apple pie into his mouth in an annoyingly smug manner.
She didn't know what kind of conversation they'd had in her absence, but Richard was calling Ion by his name rather than the title 'Hero'.
But Demeter had no time to worry about such trivial matters.
"Ion, why is he in our house again...?!"
"W-well, actually, I met him again after that day and asked him a favor. I asked if he could lend his strength one more time when he had time..."
"Wh-what...?"
"I'm really sorry... I didn't originally plan to do it so suddenly, but Richard said if not today, he wouldn't be able to find time for a while...."
Demeter barely managed to steady her staggering body from the shock.
She simply couldn't understand what Ion had just said. No, she didn't want to understand.
Do that deed with Richard once more.
Demeter had firmly believed that joining bodies with Richard four days ago was the first and last time that night.
She had never imagined there would be a second time.
"I know it's surprising, but that's how it worked out, Demeter-nim. Please understand with the magnanimity of a vast ocean."
Richard, who had somehow finished the entire apple pie, stood up from his seat while saying such insincere words.
Then, wiping his mouth with a napkin, he immediately headed straight for Demeter.
"Euheut! W-what are you doing?!"
Demeter, who had allowed his approach, flinched and frowned in shock.
Richard had gone behind her back and was suddenly groping her body.
"Take your hands off me!"
"Unfortunately, I can't do that, Demeter-nim. The play had already started the moment you arrived at this house."
"Such nonsense...!"
"This is none other than the wish of the goddess's husband."
Hearing that, Demeter couldn't hide her bewilderment.
With a look as if the sky had fallen, she stared at Ion sitting at the table, but that only added to her despair.
His erect crotch at the sight of her being touched said everything clearly.
"Everything is for Ion-nim's sake, so please don't be too upset."
"Keueut......!"
At Richard's words whispered into her ear while kneading her breasts, Demeter swallowed her resentment.
She really hated allowing Richard her body again, but if it was already agreed with Ion, she had no right to refuse.
Because Demeter was a devoted wife who would even walk into hellfire for Ion's sake.
"Hmm, Demeter-nim, you're as fragrant as ever~?"
Richard buried his nose in the nape of Demeter's neck and made such flattering remarks, but Demeter was not pleased at all.
Then Richard lowered the hand that had been gripping Demeter's large breasts and, over her dress, prodded her weakest spot.
"Aheut......!"
Demeter, recalling the stimulation from that day she had only just managed to forget, closed her legs and let out a moan.
Seeing her like that, Richard licked his lips in satisfaction.
"Come to think of it, Demeter-nim, I recall you're famous as a sure shot, aren't you?"
Suddenly asking that question, Richard curled the corners of his mouth like a child who had thought of a fun game.