Chapter 216 – Violet in the Piglet

At the time when Christia was unwillingly being subjected to Jungeum training,

“Um… ?”

Violet, who was crouching in a corner of the pen with her eyes closed, deprived of her freedom like Christia, in a pig pen located a little away from the breeding house where Christia was confined.

Du-du-du-du-she opened her eyes slowly to the sound of the piglets running in the same room as hers.

“… “

When I gently stood up, all I could see in front of me was an iron bar blocking me, and piglets hanging their heads in a circle in a feed container placed right in the center of the pen.

Violet bowed her head at this, and this time looked at the vulva engraved on her lower abdomen, and then let out a small sigh and muttered.

“Yes, I was caught.”

I wonder if fatigue has accumulated because I used too much power to borrow the power of the goddess yesterday?

It seemed that while he was thinking about what was to come, he inadvertently fell asleep. I know there is nothing more dangerous than falling asleep in the middle of enemy lines.

As long as they confirmed that the man who brought them here had no intention of killing them anyway, the worst case scenario was that they would be raped.

For Violet, who wanted to be raped (?), It was a situation where the words, “It’s fortunate that I was caught,” Came out naturally.

Violet blushed and panicked at the shameful act she had committed yesterday that suddenly came into her mind.

“Um, of course it’s strange to ask a guy you’ve never seen before to mate with him, but it can’t be helped… “

He had no fear whatsoever when it came to his being violated.

He was only in order to fulfill the mission given to him by the Goddess, and he could have given up a hundred or a thousand times his virginity for the sake of peace on the continent.

She was suddenly defeated by the corrupt Eleonora and ended up in a pig pen overnight, but Violet was more courageous and bright than she thought.

But…

“Christia… “

Violet bit her lips as she recalled the reassuring female knight who had always stood by her from childhood until now, the silver-haired Holy Knight who stood by her and trusted and relied on her like her real sister. Asked

“It’s just because of me… “

From the point of encountering an opponent to whom her divine power did not work, especially the moment of encountering the completely corrupted Eleonora, Violet knew intuition that they had no chance of victory.

I couldn’t imagine that the divine power would not work, so I made a plan to catch the enemies off guard and take them to their base.

Her problem was that she couldn’t leave herself alone as Christia was being taken silently.

In the first place, she didn’t even consult with Christia, and she was as if she had sprung up on her own. Christia only knew that Violet herself used her secret secret.

She has no idea of ​​her details about him,
However, when she saved herself, she found that Christia, who had just recovered from her serious injuries at the time, was virtually incapable of combat,

She took off her clothes and pretended to surrender like herself, as she was in a hurry, she followed herself.

‘Christia, not me, she yelled at me to commit suicide, but… ‘

Unfortunately for her, all she had to do was betray Christia’s hard work.
Violet lowered her head gloomily, feeling guilty for Christia getting involved in this.

Perhaps she, like herself, was trapped somewhere and suffering great hardships, maybe she had already been raped by that man.

“Sorry… I’m so sorry… “

Violet knelt down on his knees and bowed her head, but to her surprise, she didn’t shed any tears.

Christia is a paladin, the sword of her goddess who is ready to sacrifice that one body for herself and her goddess at any time. That she could not abandon her duties just because she had been violated.

Because Violet herself knew better than anyone else
Even though she apologized to her like that, it was her blasphemy against Christia that made her sad.

So, Violet made up her mind by holding back the tears that were about to spill out.

“Is it so! To waste Christia’s sacrifice is to be disqualified as a saint! Christia is Christia! I will do my duty as I am!”
-Kkuik?!

“?”

Finally, today, I will surely be violated! She was about to say a nice (?) Line when she suddenly heard a little pig’s cry accompanied by the sound of falling from under her.

Violet put her last performance of standing up proudly on her own two feet for a while and bowed her head towards the place where the sound came from.

Then, what I see there is a piglet struggling on the floor.

“M-I’m sorry?!”

Violet, who hurriedly stood the pig up, hurriedly hugged the crying pig in her arms and tried to stroke the back, but

“Ah?! Don’t dodge!”

Perhaps it was really quite startled, the pig started flirting with Violet, flinging its body here and there to avoid Violet’s touch.

Originally, piglets are extremely afraid of human touch, so it is natural to avoid them, but yesterday they did not do any harm to themselves.

On the contrary, they jumped back and forth and made fun of themselves (although Violet struggled to escape in her own way) and gave them a pretty fun tour.

I was looking good, but betraying myself like this!

“Ah?! Where are you going!”
– Kkuik!

Violet might have run away in fright if there was a Shinseon-dong, but the young piglet was surprisingly passing between Violet’s crotches as she crawled around trying to catch herself, and was staring at her immaculate buttocks.

And then jump,

“Now, let’s go to sleep, oh, oh oh oh oh!”
-Kkuiik!!

The piglet jumped onto Violet’s buttocks, who was lying flat on all fours with her knees on the floor, and what she put into her mouth was Violet’s tail.

To be precise, it was the handle of the anal beads that Shinseon-dong had left in her butthole yesterday.

“Let go! Let go! Oh, oh clothes… That, don’t shake like that oh oh oh… ?!”
– Kwyyyyy! Kwy!

Because of my personality, I can’t be cruel to this young thing.
All I can do is shake her ass and hope it falls off on its own.

There are many factors that cause pigs to bite their tails.

For example, this slat floor that Violet is now crawling on could be seen as one of them.

For pigs that feed by digging up the soil with their snouts or satisfy their curiosity, this hard slate floor directly denies such habits of pigs.

As a result, a pig that was looking for something interesting would bite the tail of a fellow countryman who was rustling in front of his eyes.

Or it is to bite the tail of the same kind due to stress caused by other environmental problems,

“Oh, oh oh clothes… ! Another bead came with it… ?!”

In the case like now, first of all, it was a small revenge on Violet, curiosity about being human and having a tail (?) Like them, and fun about Violet’s reaction.

Surprisingly, the little pig made fun of Violet, a human bigger than himself, who was immobilized by this action of biting his tail.

Originally, among beasts, the relationship between superiors and subordinates had to be clarified.

“Ughhhhh… No matter how small and young he is… !”

However, due to Violet’s unique benevolent and kind personality, she couldn’t even treat the little pig that was harassing her.

Violet’s movement, desperately shaking her hips to get her to fall, was a fun pastime for a kid who lacked a lot to play with.

In the end, the bastard bites Violet’s anal beads tightly and shakes her here and there according to the direction her buttocks are shaking, running around and harassing Violet.

Of course, Violet tasted to death in a different sense.

‘I’m falling again… ! It’s just, it’s just that I’m being played with my ass again by that little life… ?!’

I couldn’t bear to hit him with my hands, so I tried to shake my butt off moderately, but why are you so persistent?

Christia shuddered again and again, her body poking at her anal beads slipping out of her own body with a purring sound.

“Go away, go away! You never know when that man might come!?”

Since she was determined to be raped by him anyway, she had nothing to be ashamed of by showing her naked body, so if he wanted to rape her, she was willing to open her ass hole.

If the pig is hanging like this, wouldn’t the desire to violate oneself also go into the pit?

“Ugh… Look at this! The milk is already coming out again… Ah?”

But at that time, was it because of the shock of being toyed with by pigs?
A wild thought passed through Violet’s mind.

‘In the books I’ve read, it is said that males sometimes fight over one female. Then, by applying this lightly, I can’t stand waiting for his cock, so if I show a fawning look to other males… ?!’

Didn’t you say that saving it would be shit?

Wouldn’t that beast-like man also try to violate himself out of his own jealousy if the female he captured was being toyed with by other males like now?

Of course, a sane person would snort with the words, “I have nothing to be jealous of, so I’m jealous of pigs.”

There would be nothing more foolish than asking this unfortunate saint, who learned about sex education through books related to the ecology of birds, about the relationship between men and women.

Although not so intentional, Violet subtly began to turn her butt toward the door of the pen.

Incidentally, the pig hanging from Violet’s anal beads was female, but
It was too difficult for Violet to want to notice this.