During this continually extending "enjoyable" massage time, Leifelt let out a deep sigh and exposed her belly to Shin Seon-dong just as she had yesterday.
"Haaah... Just how much more must you humiliate and molest me before you are satisfied?"
"Humiliate? I admit to the molesting part, but I didn't intend to humiliate you."
‘He violated both my daughter and me in the chapel, right in front of all those people, yet he acts so brazen!’
Leifelt felt her reason and composure slowly returning at the sight of Shin Seon-dong spouting lies so nonchalantly. She decided to use this opportunity to push him away once and for all.
"Uh-uh, stay still."
"Hmphhh...!!"
‘My belly again...!’
But before she could act, Seon-dong's fingertips dug deep into her pubic mound. Outmaneuvered, Leifelt clamped the hands she had just freed over her own mouth.
Her lower belly was already tingling from the relentless humiliation she had suffered since yesterday. She had to cover her mouth to stop herself from inadvertently letting out a lewd noise the moment his hand pressed down.
"Look at this. You hurt every time I press here, huh? Your bladder health is in shambles, yet you keep telling me to get off and stop."
"That is not... huk... the reason...!"
‘His touch... he's pushing up my bladder and stimulating my womb at the same time...!’
Was it because of that heater?
Her womb, which had been frozen solid, seemed to be melting little by little under the warmth of Shin Seon-dong's despicable hands.
Various thoughts flashed through her mind, but Leifelt glared at him secretly, as if finding the cause of her womb's strange pulsating in Shin Seon-dong's barbarity—specifically, how he had mounted her earlier and shook his hips.
‘It is because he pressed down on my lower belly with that massive meat-rod... My womb has started to react by force.’
As mentioned before, her womb had been in a state of deep hibernation ever since she gave birth to Ariel.
But that seemingly endless winter sleep had come to an end when she accepted his scalding hot semen in the chapel.
It was clear that her womb, unable to fully adapt to her changed body, had completely awakened due to the pressure from her bladder pushing against it yesterday and today.
If Leifelt's guess was correct, the exact moment was likely yesterday.
‘Actually, I felt a similar sensation yesterday, but I dismissed it as a misunderstanding back then...’
When Shin Seon-dong had pressed his ear to her belly, saying, "Let's feel the womb's heartbeat."
Until that moment, she thought it was just her imagination.
Shin Seon-dong had even looked disappointed, saying, 'Eh, I can't hear anything~', so she had let it slide, thinking it was just her own delusion. But to think that was also one of his tricks.
"You heard it... didn't you?"
"Suddenly? Hear what?"
"...Haaahk, nothing."
He must have heard it. He couldn't have missed it.
Leifelt panted heavily, forced to spit out her breath as Shin Seon-dong slowly put his weight into his hand. She muttered,
"There is no way you didn't know. You checked the abnormality in my womb and did this on purpose...!"
"Why? Does your womb hurt too?"
"Don't play dumb! You know exactly—wait, w-what are you trying to do now?!"
He acted startled by her words, then abruptly stopped the bladder massage and moved his hand below her navel. Leifelt shouted in surprise, interrogating him.
"Tell me. Does it hurt? Or does it not hurt? This is important."
"There is no reason for me to tell you that!"
"It shouldn't hurt. It's a precious womb that has to bear my brats."
"Again with those empty words..."
He must have awakened her womb solely to defile the noble bloodline of Isis. Therefore, he was surely making a fuss out of fear that her womb—an essential component of his filthy plan—might be damaged, causing a setback to his schemes.
Thinking this, Leifelt scoffed at Shin Seon-dong's hand, which was stroking her lower belly with such cherished care.
"There is no need for your concern. Unlike what you worry, my womb is perfectly fine."
"You never know! If something happens to this womb that has to get pregnant with and carry my offspring for the rest of your life, I'll sit right here and cry my eyes out."
"Pregnant... for the rest of my life...?!"
Does he want to defile the Isis bloodline that badly?!
What a terrifying man!
Leifelt asked in a trembling voice.
"J-Just how many do you intend to make me bear...?!"
"Even if you're a bit past your prime, you're a sow with birthing experience, so you'll pop them out plop-plop. Maybe ten? Eleven?"
"?!?!?!?!"
The words he spoke while stroking her belly were ridiculous enough, but Leifelt felt her eyes spinning at the numbers that followed.
‘T-Ten... Eleven...?! That, that would... that would make me...!!’
"That would make me nothing more than a sow!!"
"Well, what else do you use a breeding sow for if not breeding?"
"B-Breeding sow?!"
What kind of ill-fated relationship existed between the previous kings and this man?!
Leifelt began to suspect that someone in history, unknown to her, had committed an unforgivable sin against this man or his family.
And at the same time, the image of herself living her entire life as a seed receptacle, a breeding sow—pinned beneath him just like earlier, accepting his cock and semen into her body—flashed through her mind.
Leifelt shuddered as her womb tingled even more intensely at the thought.
"You really must be hurting somewhere. Is it because you were in the cold for too long? I should have brought the heater sooner. What should I do?"
"I am perfectly fine! Get off me this instant!"
This ominous vision of herself clearly represented a future where she had fallen and been corrupted by him, just like the other women.
Leifelt tried to push him away, her instincts warning her that she had to avoid his touch at all costs right now—maybe in an hour, or tomorrow, it would be different, but not now.
However, it was already too late.
"Maybe... is this the womb?"
"Hnnnghhh...?!"
Unlike others, Shin Seon-dong, who had corrupted three women renowned for their nobility into sows who knew nothing but cock, noticed the sow's flustered reaction. He immediately launched an attack on her womb.
"I read somewhere that the cervix is about two or three finger-widths below the navel... Judging by your reaction, I think I found it."
"Haaahhn?!"
‘My womb, he's pressing on my womb...! I was just starting to calm it down a little, but like performing CPR on a stopped heart, he's doing the same to my womb...?!’
Since he was pressing an area not far from the bladder, her bladder, already hypersensitive, reacted to Shin Seon-dong's hand movements just like her womb. It caused Leifelt's hips to buck involuntarily.
"St-Stoooop... Don't press... You mustn't press there...!"
"Even a Queen is just a female in the end. You're dying of pleasure just from a womb massage."
‘No... If he keeps pressing, I really won't be able to...’
Although it had reawakened through a series of events, her womb had been resting for a long time and hadn't fully recovered its energy; it was effectively barely hanging onto life.
And to stimulate that place, to massage it...
"Hrrrk, heguuuk... Womb... No... Not the womb...!"
"It has absolutely no tone. How can you get pregnant like this? I really need to manage this consistently for a long time."
"Nnnngh-hiiiiieeeet...!!"
But as if Leifelt's current reality was to endure it even while knowing what was happening, Shin Seon-dong gathered his hands together on her lower belly, just as he had done with her bladder.
He began to repeat the motion of kneading and lifting the small baby palace felt through Leifelt's belly skin.
"Ahhh! Haaahn...!"
With his movements, her massive breasts, barely contained by the thin negligee, bounced violently up and down.
While the act itself could be called a wholesome massage, the Queen's coquettish screams—and the fact that she was wearing practically nothing but string panties which were now developing a small wet stain—were turning this into a lewd act of depravity.
"Stay still! The bladder is one thing, but this place has zero strength. I have to manage it like this!"
"Huuuh-hiiiiieeeet?!"
She should have clearly shouted 'I don't need it!', but Leifelt was too busy covering her mouth with both hands, overwhelmed by the man's rough touch on her womb and the tingling sensation spreading through her cunt.