Betrayed Goddess (11)
"Hey, hey... Ishtar. Isn't that a bit too cruel? You didn't have to kill it."
"But! But Master Hoyoung! This idiot dared to spout nonsense about me becoming free! Freedom...? Wearing something so cumbersome would make it impossible to become Master Hoyoung's slave, wouldn't it?!"
Ishtar puffed out her cheeks and flailed her arms wildly.
"I'm Master Hoyoung's slave! I was born to become Master Hoyoung's slave, waited 50,000 years for it, and finally received the grace to be one—and this stupid spirit—!"
"I get it, so calm down. At least send the corpse off peacefully."
"Yes."
Splat.
She tossed the spirit—formerly one—onto the floor and dusted off her palms. Wait... that wasn't what I meant by "peacefully."
"Now that the intruder's dead, let's have sex again, Master Hoyoung. Teach this lowly sow her place with your superior cock."
"Isn't the mood shift a bit too abrupt?"
"But but but!!"
Ishtar leaned forward, pressing her face close. Her porcelain skin was flawless and pure white, yet her eyes burned with raw lust. The goddess rubbed her nose against mine in a nuzzling motion.
Cute, kinda.
"The moment your cock pierced me! My entire worldview flipped upside down! I truly realized my body and soul aren't mine—they're Master Hoyoung's possessions... Now I live only for you! For you♡"
"You're getting all mushy on your own."
"I can't help it—I want to offer everything to you♡ Master Hoyoung, I love you♡ Master Hoyoung, I adore you♡ Now that I look, your face is so handsome! Holding you like this makes my heart race...♡"
Ishtar slyly pulled my face into her cleavage. The soft flesh smothered my nose, making it hard to breathe... but damn, it felt good. She smelled divine. What perfume was that?
"Sniff. Sniff."
"Ah♡ Master Hoyoung is sniffing my tits♡ What an honor♡ I'll devote my life to you! Command me to do anything...♡ The most humiliating, impossible orders possible!"
"Your tits are huge... Ishtar. I like big ones."
"I like Master Hoyoung!"
At a top pop star's concert, there's always a fan who faints from overexcitement. Right now, Ishtar was like a fanatic meeting her idol—manic about everything.
"You're the first woman I've seen with bigger tits than my mom."
"S-s-s-s-sorry for being a big-titted slut with uselessly huge boobs!"
"That was a compliment."
"C-c-c-compliment. Master Hoyoung complimenting a mere slave like me... ughhh!"
Her heartbeat raced dangerously fast. She was insanely aroused.
"H-how can I repay this grace...? Ah, r-right! H-here, money! I've saved 10 billion rel over 50,000 years! All of it for you, Master Hoyoung!"
"Rel? No idea what that currency is. Keep it."
"I couldn't!"
She looked more devastated at me refusing than anything else.
"If I can't offer my possessions to Master Hoyoung, what's the point of having them?!"
"Use it yourself."
"I only want to spend money to see Master Hoyoung smile!"
She was like one of those suckers dumping cash on streamers the second they earn it.
"I want to give everything to Master Hoyoung... No, I'd love it if you forced it from me! Having my lifelong savings robbed, realizing I have no rights—pure bliss!"
Ishtar twisted her body like a corkscrew, shuddering in ecstasy. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip pitifully. Blood trickled down.
"The joy of domination...♡ Ahh...♡ Why did I ever resist Master Hoyoung?♡ You're clearly superior, the ultimate male—why didn't I kneel and submit the moment I saw you? It makes no sense now. Like I was hypnotized or something. Good thing I'm sane at last...♡"
"You're chatty, Ishtar."
"Eek♡ Your cock's getting bigger...♡ Wasn't it at full power before, Master Hoyoung? How...♡ Getting impaled on this monster would make any goddess fall into female depravity and surrender instantly♡"
Ishtar saluted with her right hand and declared solemnly.
"I, Ishtar, swear to be Kim Hoyoung's faithful sex slave, offering body and soul! For presuming to rise above my station as a mere bitch—I'll atone with my life! Woo-hee~♡"
Her defeat declaration ended, and her face melted into a whore's grin, tongue lolling out. Stuck on my cock, her brain must be a flower field right now.
"So happy♡ Being Master Hoyoung's slave is bliss♡ Paradise♡ The best♡ Why didn't I surrender sooner? All that wasted time being stubborn—regret♡"
"Don't dwell on the past. The future's long. I'll use you as a slave for eternity."
"Woooooh♡ Master declaration! So romantic! Goosebumps! Too cool! Wait, isn't our master way too handsome? I'm losing it. Uuugh...♡"
Ishtar had a thing for handsome guys. As a goddess, she'd summoned Earth's hottest men to her world. But now? They were all squid compared to him.
The word "handsome" exists solely for this man.
Ishtar fell genuinely in love with Kim Hoyoung. Women will do anything for the one they love. Nothing was off-limits for him.
Looking back, victory was impossible from the start. No woman could beat such a captivating man.
Suddenly, Ishtar glanced at the cracked door. The other women were peeking in, witnessing their new comrade's birth. They watched her ride Kim Hoyoung like a beast, hips bucking wildly—yet showed no surprise, just giggling as if it was inevitable.
Embarrassing... How pathetic did I look? Charging at Master Hoyoung like a lunatic... Aaa! Total humiliation!
This black mark would haunt her forever. Remembering herself acting all serious and intense while the others fucked the master—her face burned.
Like everyone playing drinking games on a trip while she sat reading a novel like a total loser, pretending to be cool and aloof despite wanting in. So shameful.
"Auuugh... I wanna die."
"What nonsense? Whose life is that?"
"Ah! Master Hoyoung's!"
"Then... do you have the right to die?"
"No! Presuming to dispose of Master's property—arrogant of me! I apologize!"
She clutched her massive breast with her left hand. Ishtar wailed in ecstasy as I sat up and claimed her lips. Her tongue tangled aggressively, licking my throat and teeth. Deep kiss over, a thin silver thread connected our lips.
It was casual for me, but Ishtar's eyes brimmed with earnest love, trembling.
"I love you, Master Hoyoung..."
"I don't particularly love you."
"That's fine... I love only you, Master Hoyoung."
"Then get pregnant with my child."
"Kyaa!"
I flipped her under me and pistoned savagely. Honestly, her earlier aphrodisiac spell had my cock at its limit too.
"Cumming inside. No protection. You know what that means?"
"Of course! Contraception's a luxury for sex slaves! Cum freely—leave the rest to me! Even if I get pregnant, I won't burden you!"
"Here it comes..."
The creampie climax. Semen erupted at her cervix, flowing along her walls and leaking out.
"Irresponsible creampie♡ I'm the happiest woman alive receiving Master Hoyoung's load♡ If it's a boy, sell him to a slaver. Girl? Raise her to obey Master like me."
"No maternal instinct?"
"No...♡ My love exists only for Master Hoyoung♡ If you command it, I'll kill my own child."
I'm not psycho enough to order that. What kind of monster do you think I am?
"Ugh! Urk!"
"Hm? What's wrong, Ishtar?"
"M-my goddess power inside...! Urk!!"
"What's happening?"
Ishtar suddenly clutched her chest, writhing in agony.
"My goddess power's draining...!"
"Ah, right. You got creampied. Not a virgin anymore."
The rule: If a goddess loses her virginity willingly, she forfeits her status.
But what exactly happens? Back to human? Her old village girl self?
...Not a bad deal.
"Gaaah...! My head. It hurts like it's splitting."
No wonder. Horns sprouted from Ishtar's temples. Like Bianca's or Mari's—demonic horns.
Not human reversion. She was turning into a demon.
The fate of one who abandons the goddess path?
"Gaaak! My head's splitting... S-save me, Master Hoyoung..."
"Even if you beg to be saved, what can I do?"
"No... I don't wanna die like this..."
"You won't die. Just turning demon like Bianca or Mari."
Probably.
"Even as a demon, I'll keep you as my slave pet. Don't worry."
"R-really, Master Hoyoung...? Th-then it's okay, but... ugh! Aaaah! But my head hurts so much! Uwaaaaaah!!!"
I'd said it to reassure her, but honestly, I was worried too. Her pupils burst with blood vessels, eyes turning red; skin shifting goblin-green.
Whoa... Not my type.
"...This won't do. Time to call help."
"You called, Your Majesty?"
"Come in, Himeko."
"...Yes."
Himeko, peeking from outside, entered uninvited and got shooed out. Kim Jiwon snickered like it served her right.
Sorry, Himeko. You're competent, but you know zilch about demon realm stuff. Right man for the job, right?
And the expert was...
"Bianca! Can you hear me? Get over here and help!!"
"B-Bianca...? Ugh! M-Master Hoyoung! What are you saying? You already killed her...! Uwaaaaaah! My head's splitting!!!! Save me! Save me!!!"
In the living room nearby, Bianca's "dead" ashes stirred at my voice, swirling in the air. They solidified into human form, infused with life.
"Kikikik! Master calls me! Refusing over mere death? I'd fail as kin!"
Demon King Bianca revived.
Truth be told... I'd heard she absorbed the nine-lives ancient tomb clan's power, so one death was fine. I kissed her preemptively before killing.
To fool Ishtar, she faked death, but when I suggested it, she insisted: "Ehh? Kill me for real! Dying for Master Hoyoung? Ultimate honor as kin. I don't wanna bother you over my worthless life!"
When I hesitated: "Honestly... I've always wanted to die by Master Hoyoung's hand♡ I even masturbate to the fantasy♡" Chills. So I killed her.
"Kikikik! Demonic transformation aura! So the idiot Ishtar finally ditched her virginity!"
Bianca zipped into my room at hyperspeed. The sole expert on this crisis arrived, instantly lifting the grim mood.