After finishing my bath and hearing the report from Violet and Christia about their delightful "doctor play" session with Ariel, I started my daily routine.
As always, I patrolled all the pigsties to check on the feed distribution. Specifically, I hadn't been able to properly check the Farrowing Pen due to the absolute chaotic orgy that took place yesterday. I needed to see if any sows had dropped piglets while I was away.
Since I started feeding them Violet's Holy Milk, their immunity had skyrocketed, making death a rarity. Still, if a carcass was left to rot, it could spread pathogens, so I had to be ready to handle it quickly.
"I guess it's because you use such high-quality medicine."
"That's right! You should keep in mind just how useful your Master's sow—his exclusive cum-dumpster—really is! I didn't earn the title of Saintess just by grinding my pussy around!"
"You! What kind of filth are you making the Saintess speak?!"
Since I couldn't predict what sort of erratic behavior the slightly broken Ariel might exhibit, I left Eleonora to watch over her.
Right now, the only ones with me were Violet—clinging to me while being carried and fucked as usual—and Christia, who was following me around the Farrowing Pen counting the piglets' heads.
"Can't you be quiet? You're making so much noise I forgot how many I just counted."
"Oh, o-ooh... Pussy... the pussy feels so gooood... Getting my asshole ravaged is nice, but having my womb crushed like this is also amaziiing...♥"
Violet giggled, affectionately stroking her lower belly, which bulged out to show exactly where my cock was buried deep inside her.
As soon as I pumped my hips a few times, Violet—now fully transformed into a depraved, sex-crazed Saintess—started leaking breast milk from her nipples. Christia, who had been counting the piglets born the day before yesterday, saw this and immediately snatched up one of the piglets.
Squeal! Squeal!
"To think you'd make me, a Knight, do something like this...!"
"Ahem. Didn't I tell you that if you want your reward, you have to work hard?"
"Khhh...! If only... if only I wasn't a pervert who craved getting her ass spanked so badly...!"
Despite her words, her intention was clear: 'You haven't forgotten the reward you promised me, have you?' It was Christia's own way of saying, "Don't just enjoy Violet's pussy; please enjoy my ass and pussy too."
"Tsk. Do you really think I wouldn't take care of you? Just hurry up and do your job."
"That's right, Christia! Hurry! Hurry up! I want to be fucked while my tits are being sucked! Hurry, hurry! Hurry, o-ooooooh...♥"
Slurp-slurp! Gluck-gluck!
The piglet, despite screaming for its mother moments ago while dangling by its hind legs in Christia's grip, realized food was right in front of it. As soon as Christia pressed its head against Violet's nipple, it latched on and began sucking greedily.
Fear was fear, but feeding was feeding.
"Hiiick, this is addicting... No, I'm already addicted! Cumming while breastfeeding... while having my pussy stabbed...!!"
"You bastard! How dare you do such vulgar things to the Saintess... If you're going to do it, do it to me instead!"
Every five piston thrusts, I swapped out the piglets in the pen, attaching them one by one to Violet's nipples.
Even though Christia was licking her lips watching Violet become a mess of sweat and milk, her words made her sound like a noble Holy Knight volunteering to suffer in the Saintess's place.
"Now, stop tormenting the Saintess's weak, pathetic pussy! Torment this Christia's Holy Knight ass—this Pussy of Justice instead!"
"Ah! That's cheating! How dare you seduce Master with such a lewd pose?!"
Of course, the reality was that she was the pervert of perverts, clinging to the cage bars and thrusting her plump, handprint-covered ass right towards me.
Just as I finished feeding Violet's milk to the last piglet, Christia tempted me, showing off her dripping pussy, trailing sticky love juices like spiderwebs along with her ass, as if to say it was finally her turn to enjoy herself.
"This is the place where your filthy cock needs to be buried—no, the place where it must repent! This pussy is the exclusive confessional booth for your cock! So fuck me right now! I'll wring out every last drop, so hurry up, fuck my pussy, and impregnate me!"
"Ugh, Christia...!! Betrayal has become a daily routine for you!!"
Of course, I had no intention of neglecting Christia. Just like the anecdote of Zhuge Liang capturing and releasing Meng Huo seven times, I filled her with creampies until the words 'I lost... traitorous pussy... I'm definitely pregnant...♥' spilled from her lips.
Needless to say, I kept Violet clinging to me like a koala and fucked them both together.
"Aaah... Cock... idiot... I'm becoming a cock idiot...♥"
"Pregnant with the Saintess... getting my ass spanked... getting pregnant together with the Saintess...♥"
[Wow, you beast!]
Leaving behind the Saintess and the Holy Knight—both their bodies and clothes thoroughly ruined by semen—I left the pigsty.
I was heading to check on Leifelt, who had been tormented since morning, much like Ariel, though Ariel had it worse.
[You walked away without a second glance. Were you planning to train this sow next?]
"By now, unlike Ariel... no, she might have been awake for a while already. I need to go check on her quickly."
Whimper... Why... whhyyy...
Just in time, from beyond the door of the refrigerator where I had locked Leifelt, I could hear a magnificent female whining as if begging me to hurry up and train her, signaling she was ready. I threw the refrigerator door open without hesitation.
And sure enough.
There was Leifelt, her face flushed red just as I had intended, glaring sharply at me as I nonchalantly opened the door.
"Looks like you've been doing well. How is it compared to the Queen's bedroom? I put a pretty good bed in there for you. Was sleeping last night uncomfortable...?"
"You! How dare you... did you do that...?! What on earth did you do to me...!!"
Unlike Ariel, Leifelt was trembling while wearing a black, slightly see-through negligee.
As her eyes suggested, the Queen before me was trying to convey her intense indignation, but that was merely a smokescreen to hide the cause of her body's tremors and the flush on her face.
"What? What are you talking about? Locking you up? Or putting clothes on you instead of leaving you naked? I have no idea what 'that' refers to."
Playing dumb, I opened the refrigerator door even wider with the excuse of "letting in some fresh air." Instantly, the frigid chill of early winter rushed in, ensuring the refrigerator fulfilled its original purpose.
"Ugh, uuhhhh...?!"
"What's wrong? Did something happen last night?"
"Sh-shut up! N-nothing... nothing hap-happened at all... aaah...!!"
Even she seemed to know her words lacked persuasion as she frantically rubbed her thighs together the moment the cold winter wind hit her. Leifelt slowly turned her head to glare at me as I leisurely walked into the refrigerator.
"Come now, sit down. Why is our Queen standing? I thought I built quite a nice facility here, unlike the pens for the other sows."
"I have absolutely no desire to be alone with you! Get out this instant!"
"Oof, that hurts... That really breaks my heart."
I sat down on the high-quality sofa that softly embraced my body the moment my ass touched it, gesturing for the Queen to sit instead of stand, but the look in Leifelt's eyes didn't waver.
"Don't be like that. Tell me, is there anything uncomfortable? Just to prevent misunderstandings, I came here to rest, too. So if something's bothering you, speak frankly."
"There's nothing... hngh... nothing like that...! Even if there was, do you think I'd tell the likes of y-you... hnghh...!!"
She was fuming, seemingly unable to tolerate the anger of being mocked by me. However, she didn't lash out openly.
"Really? Are you sure? Speak now. If you don't say it now and complain later, it's your loss, you know?"
"I said... there is no such thing...!"
She was trying to pressure me with the unique intimidation of a Knight, thinking, 'There's no way you don't know, take a hint.' But it was futile.
I was the guy who stood perfectly fine in the face of Eleonora's killing intent—which could instantly kill a goblin. At this point, this level of glare was nothing more than a personal aphrodisiac that made my cock hard.
[Wow, that sounded like a real pervert just now!]
'Shut up.'
Anyway, just as Violet and Christia taught Ariel about her changed daily life and the life she would lead from now on, I needed to teach Leifelt with her own body about how she needed to change.
Therefore, just as I mentioned when Eleonora first arrived, I began the manipulation necessary to establish the most important thing: the hierarchy.
"Is that so? Then there's really nothing wrong? I'm leaving then."
"Leave immediately! Just being in the same space as the man who did such things to us mother and daughter... Haa... is humiliating in itself!"
"Alright, understood."
She's so prickly.
Squeeeak. As soon as I tried to stand up, the high-quality sofa I'd bought not long ago seemed to desperately appeal its softness to my buttocks, asking why I was rising already, but I stood up without a lingering regret this time as well.
"I'll be back later, so make sure to tell me what's uncomfortable then. Or say it now. Just so you know, I'm walking out very slowly, so in the meantime..."
"There is nothing! Get out immediately!!"
"Glad to hear there's no problem. That's really a relief."
I turned my back on Leifelt, who was trembling while bent forward strangely. I grabbed the door of the refrigerator, which had been open all this time, and spoke to Leifelt, who was still glaring fiercely at me while suffering from the urge to urinate—something she pretended to have forgotten.
"Ah, since you said nothing was wrong, I'm just saying this just in case... You know you can't piss without my permission, right?"
"Kuh...!!"
At that, Leifelt glared at me with eyes full of even greater humiliation and anger than before. As if interrogating me: So it was your scheme all along!
"...So, are you sure there's nothing wrong?"
"Nothing! Leave at once!"
"Alright. See you later then."
I walked out of the refrigerator and immediately began to close the wide-open door.
"Just one last thing, just in case. If you need to piss? Then say to me, 'Please. Let me piss.' Then I'll let you do it."
"You really are... That will never happen, and begging you is even less likely!"
"Really? Then I'll see you in three hours."
"Three hours?! Wai—Three hours is...! Wait a moment! I said wait—"
Thud-
Ignoring the slight desperation I felt from Leifelt, I slammed the refrigerator door shut and walked down toward the house.
... ...
I thought I heard her shouting something at me from behind, but I never went back to the refrigerator.
Three hours from now.
It was time to let her realize—until her bladder went numb—that it was Leifelt herself who had kicked away the kindness I had offered to build a good master-servant relationship.