Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Ooooh, oooooohk, a young cock, Master’s powerful male cock, a human coooock…♥”
“So how is it compared to an elf’s cock? You’re the only one here with experience, so tell us…”
“There’s no comparison! From the thickness to the length, the amount of cum, and even the taste and scent… it’s an insult to even try and compare themmm…♥”
“…Mom’s so vulgar.”
‘Huh? All of a sudden? H-Huh? Is this right?’
At Shin Seon-dong’s sudden action of turning his cockhead towards Sharon and Sharoniel, all Eleonora could do was stare blankly at him and Sharon, who was now crying out as she took his penis.
‘I-I can get pregnant right this instant…!’
Was it the shock of having the cock she craved so desperately stolen away by another sow, right when she was at the peak of a heat she had never felt before?
“Ohooooook! Ohoooook, h-how can it feel this good? J-Just a moment ago, I was the one raping you, Mastahhh…♥”
“Isn’t it because that worthless cunt of yours has finally learned its place? Besides, how many times have I told you? Your pussy grip keeps getting loose!”
“Aaahn, n-no, I haven’t! If anything, when you scold me with lies like that, it just gets me more excited…♥”
‘My eggs are already prepared, I tell you?!’
Normally, she would watch with her usual composed smile as he took another woman. Or, unable to contain her bottomless lust, she would masturbate to seduce him, eventually getting the cock she wanted. But now, this lewd knightess, for whom this was a daily routine, couldn’t even open her mouth.
‘She must be even more desperate now that the thing she ultimately desires was dangled right in front of her, only to be suddenly snatched away.’
[Wow, you’re training her even in a situation like this?! Vicious, truly vicious! You’re a real fiend!]
Just as Eleonora knew everything there was to know about Shin Seon-dong—her master and the only male cock she would ever serve in her life—the same was true for him.
Not only had they tangled their bodies together countless times, but as the first woman he had ever trained, he knew everything about her. Her sensitive spots, her perversions, exactly where and how to thrust to make her come undone—it was safe to say he had figured out things even Eleonora didn't know about herself.
“…Me too, do me too. Fuck me too, ugh, uuuuk…♥”
“This one smells like melon too, but it feels less mature. If Sharon’s vagina is a beast born to devour a cock, then Sharoniel’s feels like it’s still a cub.”
“Huhu… As if fucking a mother and daughter together wasn’t enough, you fuck my daughter’s pussy right in front of me and then offer your review…♥”
“What are you talking about? You’re the ones who begged to be mounted. Anyone would think I was forcing you.”
‘Ah, this is too cruel. I was so close to coming while being filled with his cum, while getting pregnant…!’
‘I said I was punishing you, didn’t I? Stay over there, rub your own pussy, and reflect on what you’ve done.’
They had reached a point where a conversation could be held with just a few shared glances instead of words, a perfect communion forged through their endless fucking. Eleonora quickly grew frantic at Shin Seon-dong's clear intention to ignore her.
To make matters worse, he was making a show of stacking the mother and daughter on top of each other, taking turns dipping his cock into Sharon’s pussy and then Sharoniel’s. All Eleonora could do was stomp her feet in frustration.
‘There’s no way Master would punish me just for the way I spoke. I’ve often roleplayed as a knight being ravaged when serving him in bed, so he wouldn’t get angry over that…’
She had once offered to strip for Shin Seon-dong, claiming she didn’t want to lose her sword, and had actually thrown off her armor—the only means she had of protecting herself.
Though Eleonora wasn’t quite on Urga’s level, the phrase “head full of muscles instead of brains” suited her well enough. But that didn't mean she was stupid.
‘Ah, back at the temple! And the rodeo on the way here! Ah, what a foolish mistake!’
Oddly certain that she could finally get pregnant, she had gotten too excited. This knight had pinned her own master down and reverse-raped him in a position so disgraceful it was hard to watch—a "reverse breeding press," milking him relentlessly.
And on the way here, despite Shin Seon-dong’s pleas to stop shaking and let him walk on his own, she had locked his cock firmly inside her lewd pussy and bucked her hips wildly, forcing him to ride her like a rodeo.
She had already accumulated a mountain of karma to warrant his spite.
“W-What in the world have I done…?!”
The moment the ritual—or whatever it was—ended, she knew as soon as her eyes met Shin Seon-dong’s.
‘I can get pregnant.’
‘I can finally carry his child in my womb.’
‘After so much time and patience, I can finally take the first step towards a happy life, overflowing with his cum and my juices, as his breeding sow for life.’
No one had whispered it to her. They had simply met eyes. Yet these thoughts filled Eleonora’s mind, guiding her body as if in a trance. When she came to her senses, she was on top of her master, grinding him down and milking him dry.
“I knew it was wrong, but the fact that I could get pregnant… I just went blind with the thought of it and… Heek?!”
“Aaaaaaaahng…♥”
“…She stole my cock again. Mom’s mean.”
‘Ugh, this is not the time to be talking about how good Master’s cock felt!’
She should be confessing her wrongdoings, but here she was, drooling at the memory of reverse-raping him! As if to tell her to reflect properly, Shin Seon-dong thrust his hips, burying his cock all the way to the root inside Sharon. Eleonora flinched and continued her reflection(?).
“B-But! You are also at fault… Master. You, who could make this Eleonora accept even being rolled around on the floor and having her ass and pussy kicked at a moment’s notice as a reward… to suddenly try and grant me the glory of conceiving your child…♥”
“Wait, so that’s my fault?”
“Of course it is your fault, you bastard! Who told you to swing that tempting cock around, inciting and seducing this Eleonora’s womb, h-huh?!”
‘Get a grip! What in the world are you doing?!’
It seemed that with a matter as grave as pregnancy—the most important event in a sow’s life—on the line, she couldn’t think or judge properly. The knightess slapped her hands over her mouth, her eyes spinning wildly.
She was mad. She was definitely, completely mad.
Unable to even meet his gaze, Eleonora staggered as she thought.
‘Get a grip, Eleonora. No matter how blinded you are by this glory (pregnancy), how could you spew such nonsense at the Master you are sworn to serve!’
She hastily covered her mouth, but trying to take back words already spoken was as impossible as scooping up spilled water.
“Aah, ahaaang, s-suddenly so rough, inside my woooommmb…♥”
“…Me too, ravage my womb too.”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuugh…?!”
‘Is she doing this because she can’t overcome her lewd nature and wants to be punished again?’
But seeing Eleonora stomp her feet, completely beside herself, Shin Seon-dong seemed to think this was only making his own head hurt more. He pulled his hips back in one swift motion, as if intending to once again drag Sharon’s womb out of her pussy.
“Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick?!”
“…Mom’s womb is shabby. It always slips out.”
“I-It’s not shabby! Heek, it’s not shabby, it’s because my g-grip is so good!”
“…My womb, on the other hand, is warm. Perfect for making babies. Ready to carry a half-elf.”
“Oho?”
‘That… That little bitch…?!’
With a pink sea cucumber of flesh dangling out of her pussy, Sharon panted with a vulgar expression, while Sharoniel calmly accepted the cock, letting out nasal moans.
“H-How dare she mock this Eleonora…?!”
“…?”
As if her confused mind had now given birth to full-blown paranoia, Eleonora glared at Sharoniel with dagger-like eyes.
But that too was brief. The filthy scent of cum flowing from Sharon’s sea cucumber-like womb wafted over like an aroma, and Eleonora calmed down as if by magic, sinking back into thought.
‘There has to be a way. A way to change Master’s mind after he’s resolved to punish this Eleonora…!’
She would find the answer.
Like she always did.
Instead of overthinking it, she did what she always did: followed the orders of her pussy and her womb, followed the path her instincts led her down. She gazed intently at her beloved Master, and then slowly closed her eyes.
‘I must think of Master. His breath, his hands that roughly kneaded my breasts and ass, the sensation of the cum and piss that always sloshed inside my pussy and asshole…♥’
There wasn't a single flaw to be found.
She loved every part of him.
The way he frantically sucked and bit her massive breasts even as he pulled out.
The way he pretended to be fed up with her outlandish ideas, only to declare he would use her pussy as a toilet and present his cock.
The way he seemed to hate it at first, but now couldn’t even urinate normally unless he used her body as a urinal.
And the touch of his hands as he trained her, pickling her in his cum until she lost her mind. There was not a single part of him, not a single reason, that she didn’t love.
As she thought this, her heart surprisingly grew lighter, and her mind cleared.
‘I love my Master. I am the first glorious sow he trained himself, and the one he bestowed the title of Knight Commander. As long as this loyal, insane love for my Master in my heart remains unchanged, there is no reason I cannot overcome this trial.’
“…”
“Hnngkiiik, with your haaaand, on my womb agaaaain…?!”
Shin Seon-dong was pushing Sharon’s cum-dribbling womb back inside her vagina. He glanced over at her, his gaze filled with apprehension, as if thinking, ‘She must be having some other weird thought again.’
As if she knew he was watching, Eleonora’s body shivered, leaking a mixture of cum and pussy juice between her thighs. Her head slowly turned towards a certain place.
“…♥”
The place where she had reverse-raped Shin Seon-dong.
The place where he had seduced (?) her.
It was the temple.