Chapter 272 – Tradition

As soon as Shinseon-dong left, Christia immediately sat down on the spot.

“Again… It is an intention to make me do such an obscene thing again, to disgrace her saintess to Christia… !”

Christia trembled, her arms wrapped around her own body, her eyes already filled with fear.

“How can I forget the day when I committed the blasphemy of pushing my own urine into her holy body, into that sacred body, a sin so great that I could not atone for it even if I fell into this single body of fire hell… !”

It was unavoidable.

If she hadn’t won her game herself, her violet, desperately thrusting her own son into her body, would have already lost its virginity.

But no matter how right she was, no matter how much she made the excuse that it was for the sake of that right, the sin she had committed never went away.

Although her virginity was trampled on behalf of Violet, Cristia considered the suffering at that time as her natural duty, and it was her mission to dedicate her body in place of the goddess. I accepted it

The ominous words of Shin Seon-dong, who was trying to lead herself to sin and corruption again, were enough to make her Christia tremble in fear.

But she said yes, so she couldn’t even win the game herself, so she eventually led her trembling body to the water fountain. .

As she drank a lot of her water like that, she felt a certain amount of fear and her heat that had been rising all over her body subsided.

“Whoa… Yes, wasn’t it something I was determined to do in the first place? I swore that I would do anything to protect him. So… “

With my daughter

“What about the oath?”
“Yes, four years… !”

At that moment, the moment the door to the maid’s house, which had been closed tightly, opened wide again, Christia, who sensed the smell of a female different from Shinseon-dong, shot at her door with her fierce eyes.

Sure enough, unlike Sinseon-dong, there is a woman with well-tanned skin, a fierce smile that can be called a trademark, and sharp teeth reminiscent of a shark.

Even though her attire had changed slightly, she was still half-naked, and as her prostitute-like warrior woman slowly began to approach her, Cristia tried to hide her ass from Urga without her knowledge.

“Looking at it like this, it’s a real white pig”
“Shut up!”

Christia shouts at Urga, who begins to look down on herself.

“I have nothing to see with you, that man, bring him!”
“What is it, are we already infatuated with ourselves? It’s difficult… “
“What nonsense, the cunning tricks of you bastards, will never work for this Christia, right here, keuh, eeeeeik… ?!”

Before she could finish her words, Christia tilted her head for a moment at the faint bloody sound that suddenly resonated between herself and her Urga, but soon she felt the pain in her chest and nipples, and stood there. I sat down on it.

“The gray wolf tribe’s method of training female slaves that has been passed down from generation to generation, number 1, break the ring first.”
“Yes, yes, yes, yes… !!”

When did she swing it? Christia tried to scream, swallowing her pain, at Urga, who was swinging a long iron skewer that could have been used for skewering her meat.

For some reason, she instinctively felt ominous when Urga looked at her with a subtle smile, and she hurriedly tried to escape, covering her own breasts.

But she said she was going to run away, is there anywhere to hide in the narrow stall?

“I heard that some of our ancestors put on nose tours to kill the pride of knights, but since you’re a pig, you leave your nose especially alone.”
“What, what are you trying to do… !!”
“Eight!”
“Hee, hee, hee… ?!”

This time, in Urga’s hands, who were piercing through the clitoris, the clitoris, Christia collapsed as if she couldn’t stand it.

Urga looked at Cristia and nodded her head, saying it was good, then went up to her and began inserting her rings into the holes she had just drilled.

“You’re my spoils for now. I know all too well where you’ve been, but I can’t lose to her!”
“What, what are you talking about… Quit! My, my body is a sword that exists only for the Goddess and Saint. I mean, don’t fill up those nasty accessories. !”
“I wouldn’t have come here if I hadn’t been told not to.”

Christia desperately resists, but how can she, as a sow, and a weak white pig, resist this wild boar?

“Now, if we apply this ointment that we gave ourselves… Oh!”
“Sah, the wound… ?!”

Christia tried to growl with the intention of biting Urga, who was leisurely applying her ointment, but it was scary to apply her ointment, as if there was a wound.

I was taken aback in another sense by the hole that had been filled in an instant.

‘What is that thing… Portion? No, isn’t it in the form of a solid to be called a potion? Even though it’s a small wound, as soon as you apply it like this, it gets rid of the wound like turning the palm of your hand… ?!’

If it wasn’t for this ring, it’s a wound that’s been completely closed to the point that someone might have turned back time.

“Are we thanking ourselves? If it was our tribal food, it would have been fried with a hot ring to stop the bleeding and fix it at the same time.”
“Shut up! Can’t you just let it go!”
“Did you take it off? And stay still!”

Urga, who was checking to see if the rings attached to Christia’s body were properly fixed, ignored Christia, who started whining that she would break the rings at any moment.

She immediately rummaged through her little pocket on her silence followed, and from there this time began pulling out a bundle of her fishing line.

“Hehe, isn’t it nice that this world has such thin and strong threads all over the place?”

Then, she easily cut off Christia’s hand, which was trying to break the ring on her nipple, and then hung a fishing line there and pulled it out.

“Huh, huh?!”
“Oh, it was caught, it was caught!”

Christia began to flutter at Urga’s touch as if she were literally a fish on a fishing line.

“What are you doing! What are you doing, hehe… ?!”
“You say you don’t know what I’m doing when I’m suffering like this? Why, since we always love each other with cocks, did you think it was a teaching assistant?”
“?!”

Assistant? I thought that he was definitely trying to torture himself, but he was an assistant? Christia is in agony as if her nipples are about to fall off, with her own breasts swaying from side to side in unison by her Urga’s hand.

Urga continued to maintain her own ferocious smile and slashed Christia’s chest wildly, like an old man struggling with a marlin in The Old Man and the Sea.

“Haha, that, that, that… !”
“Look at this? It’s been a while since her nipples were pierced. Very pussy flooded.”
“No! This, this is drinking the semen of that man earlier… !”
“What?!”

In my opinion, it was an answer that might have touched Urga’s heart, but there were no words more effective than this to arouse Urga’s anger, who has a strong desire to monopolize Shinseon-dong.

“Come to think of it, every morning of the past two years… No, three meals a day, our own cock was on the side, so the semen was on the side! Bitch you are dead very”

I don’t know what or how much I put in that little pocket, but I took out her dog’s leash from there and immediately put the collar around Christia’s neck.

Connect the fishing lines that have been held in my hand to the gag in the form of a round cylinder,

He immediately placed the gag on Christia’s mouth and tied her arms behind her back so that she could not remove them with her hands.

The rope tying her hands climbed up her back and got completely caught on her Christia’s leash, forcing her to hold her back forcibly.

The more she straightened her back, the more the gag stuck in her mouth and the rings on her nipples were pulled.

“Pooh, woo, woof?!”

‘Yu, Yudu… ?!’

Christia tried to move her body as the division opened in an instant, but at the same time as her back was bent, Christia let out a nasal sound mixed with pleasure without realizing it.

“Hmm, the performance is sure. As expected, our tribe’s vision!”
“Oops! (What are you doing!)”
“Since you still don’t seem to be thinking about your situation, I’m trying to give you a nice tour. Why!”
“Oops? (What…?)”

Another click, Cristia let out her saliva as she watched her dog’s leash go through her own clitoris as well.

She went on to say that there was nothing she could do.

In the end, Christia had no choice but to be dragged out of the stall like a miserable slave by Urga’s hand.