Chapter 114: Tool(3)
Chapter 114: Tool(3)
The Saintess swallowed the pill.
Gulp.
After swallowing the white pill, the Saintess’s lips began to tremble.
“No… I don’t even have a baby… I don’t want to produce milk!”
“You may not want to, but you’ve already swallowed it.”
“You evil bastard! You’re a truly evil bastard! Hic, sob!”
A message appeared before my eyes as the Saintess’s punishment was enacted. It seemed she couldn’t hold back, even knowing what would happen.
“Ego. You can make the Saintess’s pussy start leaking now.”
[Understood, Master.]
I wanted to see the Saintess weeping from above and below at the same time.
Perhaps because the moonlight was so bright tonight, I could clearly see the moisture glistening in the corners of her eyes.
But is that it, now that she’s taken the pill? I didn’t get any detailed instructions.
Kerry approached the Saintess, who stood frozen stiff by his command.
Her white skin was visible beneath her black underwear. Even under the bright moonlight, her flesh was flawless.
Kerry pulled the Saintess into an embrace and unhooked her bra from behind.
The Saintess’s bra slid smoothly to the ground. She had already taken off her panties, saying she needed to change them.
Her naked form, illuminated by the faint moonlight in the forest, was beautiful.
From her orange hair cascading down to her waist to her explosive hips and pale pussy. This was a Saintess.
“How are you feeling, Saintess? Your breasts are so large, I bet you’ll produce plenty of milk. Are you feeling anything?”
“Hic… sob, sob.”
The Saintess just cried. If you were going to cry like this, why did you have to be so defiant?
It was then.
The Saintess’s pupils began to tremble violently. She lowered her head to look down at her own chest.
The only part of her body she could move right now was her neck.
“My chest… it feels… it feels strange… No… No! I don’t want to lactate!”
The Saintess’s breasts jiggled with a boing. What was that? Did that mean it was time?
If you’re curious, you just have to check for yourself!
Kerry brought his face to the Saintess’s chest. With a flushed face, she looked down at him.
“Don’t… No… I said don’t…”
This was all the Saintess’s own doing. This was the breast-sucking of karmic retribution!
Kerry took the Saintess’s nipple into his mouth.
With his other hand, he supported her large breast from below and kneaded it, encouraging the milk to flow.
Even as a suckling infant, I couldn’t have anticipated breast milk this eagerly. Would the Saintess’s milk really come out?
Would the Saintess give her milk to the starving Kerry?
“Hahh… Don’t suck my nipple so hard… And don’t just grope my breast like that…”
She said no to everything. Then what was I supposed to live on?
It was then.
From the nipple, which had been as dry as a barren wasteland, something moist began to seep out.
“Noooo!”
“Yes!”
Kerry shot back at her before sucking on her nipple again.
Only then did milk burst forth from the Saintess’s large breasts.
Kerry’s mouth filled with the Saintess’s milk. Hey, this is surprisingly tasty.
It was close to the taste of cow’s milk, but it had a deeper, more savory flavor.
On top of that, it was moderately warm and even had a hint of sweetness. Why is this so damn good!
“Fucking delicious! Sluuuuurp!”
“Hahh, ugh! Don’t drink my milk! Sob, sob… You can’t drink it… You’re not a baby, you can’t drink it… Hic, sob, sob…”
I’d heard that the taste of breast milk can change depending on what the mother eats.
It was only natural that the milk of the Saintess, who had likely eaten only the finest foods her entire life, would be of the highest quality.
I liked the clean, sweet taste of the milk that filled my mouth.
And on top of that, it was milk from a beauty like the Saintess. It was the best.
Her senses heightened, the Saintess flinched at the touch of my tongue on her nipple even as she sprayed milk.
At this rate, I wondered if she’d even be able to properly breastfeed a real baby.
“I don’t want to be… a milk cow! Waaaaah!”
“Whether you like it or not, you’re a milk cow now, Saintess! Just look at this overflowing milk!”
Kerry grabbed a handful of the Saintess’s breast.
When he gave it a light squeeze, white milk shot from the nipple like a water gun.
“Isn’t it amazing? To have this much milk overflowing…”
“You bastard! You evil bastard!”
Kerry latched onto her nipple again. I could drink this forever and it would still be delicious.
Just how much milk could she produce?
The Emperor’s Brother had said that a single pill would turn her into a milk cow that gushed milk.
Was she really going to gush milk like a cow?
Was such a state even possible for a human woman?
If the Emperor’s Brother were here, he would have kindly answered my questions. It was a moment that made me miss him.
Sluuuuurp—
Kerry pushed his longing aside and sucked on the Saintess’s breast.
The only way to know how much milk she could produce was to drink it myself. The amount coming out now was already far from ordinary.
“Saintess, how can you be leaking so much from down there while you’re feeding me your milk?”
“Heeit… Don’t drink my milk… Don’t touch my pussy, either… Hic, sob…”
While drinking her milk, Kerry caressed the Saintess’s pussy.
It was slick with a thick fluid. Kerry buried his face in her breast, sucking on her nipple as he fingered her pussy.
Squelch! Sluuurp! Schlick! Squelch!
Lewd sounds echoed through the forest.
Even as she said no, fluid gushed from the Saintess’s pussy. Her back arched like a bow.
“Haaahng! Hyik! Haaah! Uuuuh! Nooo!”
“If you don’t want it, why are your legs spreading, Saintess?”
“No. This is… this is… Hyaaaahng!”
The Saintess squeezed her legs shut again.
So she still had the will to resist the pleasure. Though, seeing the fluid pouring from her pussy, it seemed meaningless.
As expected, the Saintess’s milk tasted the best.
Kerry continued to drink. He’d been on the left breast for too long. He had to be fair to the right one, too.
Kerry moved to the Saintess’s right breast.
Savory milk poured from the right breast. Where on earth did the Sage get such a precious pill?
Suck, suck, suck— Sluuuuurp!
“No! Stop drinking my miiilk! Hnngh! Hiiit!”
The Saintess tried to push Kerry’s head away from her breast.
But her body must have already gone limp, because the force of her push was pathetically weak.
“Hauuugh! My pussy… if you keep fingering my pussy like that… no… Aaaahng! It makes me feel strange! Hiiieeeut!”
The Saintess writhed.
But Kerry’s hand, which was fingering her pussy while he drank her milk, showed no signs of stopping. I could get addicted to this milk. It’s seriously delicious.
Both the Saintess’s pussy and her milk were of the highest quality.
Just then, an unbelievable message appeared before Kerry’s eyes.
[Your Divine Power has increased by 1.]
“?”
Why would my Divine Power increase now? All I’d done was suck the Saintess’s milk and finger her pussy.
Could it be that having sex with the Saintess raised Divine Power?
If that were the case, why didn’t it rise yesterday when I took her virginity?
For now, let’s rule out sex with the Saintess.
That left only one possibility.
The Saintess’s breast milk.
Kerry squeezed out a handful of her milk. Then, he used the Goddess’s Eye on it.
[Name – Sacred Breast Milk]
[Summary – The breast milk of the Saintess. It is imbued with divine power. Consumption will grant Divine Power.]
That was it.
But why was there divine power in her breast milk? The Saintess, knowing nothing, just panted for breath.
“Hauu… Haaa…”
Kerry was so shocked he momentarily stopped drinking her milk. Milk that grants Divine Power.
His mind grew complicated.
Was it okay to keep drinking this?
If it were any other kind of power, he might not have worried. There was no reason to refuse something freely given.
But this was most likely Elena’s divine power.
Kerry spoke to the Saintess, who was panting with her chest heaving.
“Tell me the truth, without any lies. Is there any downside to gaining Divine Power? Like being interfered with by Elena… something like that.”
He commanded her to speak without falsehoods. She would confess truthfully, to the best of her knowledge.
Elena, her eyes half-glazed over, panted as she spoke.
“Gaining… divine power doesn’t come with any restrictions. In the first place… divine power is a blessing bestowed by Lady Elena. A blessing you can only receive by believing in and following Elena… That is divine power… Haaah…”
It didn’t sound like a lie. But still, he was a little worried. There might be something else that the Saintess didn’t know about.
“I’ll have to ask the White Witch about divine power.”
He had already gained one point of Divine Power, but that couldn’t be helped.
“The White Witch? Who is that… Hnnng…”
You don’t need to know. More importantly, what a waste. To think I might not be able to drink that delicious milk.
His mouth began to water.
As Kerry stared at the Saintess’s breasts and licked his lips, she covered her nipples with both hands, as if to say, ‘absolutely not.’
It was a shame, but he would only continue consuming the Saintess’s milk after he learned more about divine power. It was safer that way.
“Instead… maybe I’ll focus my attack on your lower half today.”
“What? Wha-what does that mean? Focus my attack on your lower half? No, right? It’s not what I’m imagining, is it?”
“How could a lowly commoner possibly guess what the noble Saintess is imagining?”
Kerry moved down to the Saintess’s lower body.
As if to say no, she was holding her legs tightly shut. Kerry grabbed her legs and tried to pull them apart.
But they wouldn’t budge.
“…”
Damn, she’s strong. Perhaps because she had calmed down a bit, the strength in her legs was considerable.
But it didn’t matter.
“Saintess. Spread your legs as wide as you can.”
“N-Nooo!”
Regardless of her will, her legs spread apart.
And they did so with perfect obedience to the command, opening as wide as possible. Her pussy, which had been secretly hidden between her legs, was now in plain view.
Was she aroused, despite her protests? The Saintess’s pussy was twitching and quivering, making quite a scene.
“It’s embarrassing… Don’t look… Sob, sob…”
“I can’t help it, can I?”
“What do you mean, you can’t help it?”
“If not you, Saintess, then who will soothe my little friend? So, I can’t help it.”
“Why do I have to be the one to soothe it!”
Kerry began to aim his cock at her spread-eagled pussy. No warm-up was needed.
She was already soaking wet.
“Alright, Saintess, I’m going in.”
“Hauuk… Heung… Huk…”
Kerry began to rub his cock up and down against her parted cunt. The Saintess’s body trembled, as if in anticipation.
Then again, she had lost her virginity to Kerry’s huge member just yesterday.
The Saintess might not be ready to accept a cock again. Neither her body nor her mind.
But that’s not my problem, is it?
Kerry thrust his cock forcefully into the Saintess’s pussy.
“Haaauuaah! Hnnnng! Wha-what did you put in! Hiiieeeit!”
The moment his cock entered, the Saintess’s body tensed up.
Her head snapped back. It seemed she hadn’t fully recovered from yesterday’s session.
“It’s too big… Too big! Hyaaaah!”
The Saintess felt the same overwhelming fullness as yesterday.
A cock far too large to fit in her narrow passage just kept pushing its way inside.
Yesterday, she had been too out of her mind to even think of looking at it, but today was different.
If she lowered her head, she could see Kerry’s cock right there.
Her mind reeling, the Saintess lowered her gaze.
She could see Kerry’s massive member entering between her spread legs.
‘I-It’s only halfway in!’
Even though she’d experienced it yesterday, she just couldn’t get used to Kerry’s huge cock. It felt like it had gotten even bigger overnight.
“Haaaeung! S-Stop! It makes me feel strange! Hnnngh!!”
She managed to speak in a trembling voice, but there was no way Kerry would listen.
Instead, the thick, enormous cock pushed deeper and deeper.
“Hnnngh! Hyaaaang! Aaaahng! You can’t go any deeper!”
His cock slid deep inside her pussy. Until a few days ago, the Saintess had never even masturbated.
With a huge member forcing its way into that pure cunt, the Saintess was rendered completely helpless.
The strength drained from her legs, and nothing but unwilling moans escaped her throat.
The constant moans made it difficult to even speak. And amidst it all, Kerry’s cock began to move.
The sound of slapping flesh echoed every time Kerry moved his hips.
Slap— Squelch— Thwack—
“Hkkk! Haaaeung! Haaaaah!”
The Saintess’s orange hair swayed.
Her breasts, which had been hidden by her hair, were revealed, bouncing with the motion.
The sight of her large breasts jiggling up and down was enough to get anyone excited.
“As expected, your pussy is delicious, Saintess. How have you kept such a fine thing to yourself all this time without using it?”
“It’s n-not fine! My pussy isn’t delicious! Haaahng!”
“Saying delicious food doesn’t taste good doesn’t actually make it taste bad, Saintess.”
“Stop eating my pussyyyy! Hiiieet! Hnnngh!”
Outdoor sex with the Saintess under the moonlight. At this rate, this new world might just be worth living in.
The Saintess, whose pussy was leaking copious amounts of fluid, looked up at Kerry with tear-filled eyes.
But there was nothing to be sad about. This was all her own doing. This was the sex of karmic retribution!
She should have treated the hero better in her past life. Or at least fixed that god-awful personality of hers. No, wait, Kerry was going to rehabilitate her personality now, so maybe that wasn’t a problem anymore.
As Kerry fucked her, the Saintess looked up at the sky.
She resented the bright moon in the sky, which seemed to make it impossible to hide her lewd disgrace.
‘Is Mother… is Mother… watching me?’
The Goddess had always promised the Saintess that she would be watching over her.
But right now, more than anything, the Saintess prayed that her mother, Elena, was not watching.