Chapter 283 – Conspiracy

The time when Violet was collaborating with Eleonora for the first time

“What’s wrong?!”
“I told you not to stop!”

Christia, being dragged helplessly by Urga’s hand, screamed.

“Also, my nipples and clitoris… !”
“So who told you to stay blank like a sick chicken?”
“Hey, hey, hey… !!:

Christia growled at Urga, who was giggling as she tugged at her own neck and tugged at the strings hanging from her clitoris.

‘I’m still complicated, but I dare not even know my topic… !’

She ended up receiving a declaration of war from the saintess. By licking her lascivious sow’s cunt in front of her own eyes, she soon won her nasty game and she won’t allow Christia to sacrifice her self any more. I saw the saintess’ determination.

She had no regrets about what she had done.

Her own virginity trampled on? Like I said a few times, compared to her violet virginity, the value of her own virginity was literally worth a piece of toilet paper.

There was no way for her to have feelings of regret, resentment, or regret at having her first place stolen by such a man.

I was expecting

The longer she lived here, the more she fully expected that someday Violet would sacrifice herself by giving herself to the ugly man in her place.

But she never thought she would have been so determined to lick Eleonora’s, even her sow’s cunt, right in front of her own eyes.

Christia trudged along again, trudging her steps, thinking of Violet thrusting her tongue into her cunt, her face fully buried in the same platinum pubic hair as Eleonora’s.

‘Hmm… ‘

And there was an unexpected person who looked at Christia anxiously, and that was Urga, who was dragging the rope hanging from Christia’s body.

“Why? Are you so angry that the saintess you cherished so much betrayed you?”
“Shut up! How dare you dare to insult the saintess like that… !”
“Kuhuh, even if you say that, you still think of Eleonora sucking her cunt right in front of her eyes, right?”
“… “

Truly, Cristia glared at Urga, who was smirking as if she could see through her thoughts completely, but she seemed to have nothing to say. After the mouth is gagged again

After checking the condition of the fishing line connecting her hand and the leash, I pulled Christia’s leash with all my might.

“Uuuuu?!”
“Come on, hurry up and follow me! I know I won’t be able to go back to my house until I’ve done a full lap around my own farm today!”

As her excruciating pain ran up her Cristia’s back, as if it had been torn away from her own nipples and her clitoris.

Christia trembled as her body squirmed, pouring water out of her cunt again as she threw her back wide.

“… !!”
“Is it that good?”
“Ooh, ooh!!”

Christia shook her head desperately, leaving behind her sore nipples, as she was gagged and unable to speak.

But all she returns is the merciless hands of Urga, who pulls the line attached to her body again and again like a sweetfish caught on a fishing pole.

Each time Christia bent her back more and more, struggling with this absurd pain, but because of the shape of her restraints, her nipples were tugged every time she tilted her back, either reflexively or whatever. .

“Uhhhhh!!”
“Look at this, are you begging me to make it harder?”
“Oops! Oops!”

Even though she desperately shook her head at Urga’s words, and suffered from Urga’s touch that was harassing her, Christia had only Violet’s image in her head.

Why were you so desperate?
Did she lick Eleonora’s cunt with such a resolute gaze while being at a loss for what to do with her own gaze?

Trying to make her own sacrifice pointless?
Certainly, Christia did not think of such a thing.

The sword of her own goddess and the sword of a saint
Rather, Violet, who was willing to sacrifice herself for herself, who was only her sword, was too kind.

She just couldn’t see herself, and after all of this was over, all she had to do was purify her own body that was polluted with her goddess’ divine light, but that’s all, why did she go so far for herself…

“… “

Like an anecdote from her bible, to corrupt herself moment by moment, with the pain she feels in her own nipples, like a saint who has attained enlightenment in her ordeal.

Urga clicked her tongue in disapproval at the sight of Christia constantly thinking about Violet and struggling despite her sighs and pleasures running up her spine.

‘What… I thought she would foam at her mouth and scream, saying, ‘The saintess betrayed me!’, But how strong is her faith?

Even while she is being trained by herself, her body will be trained, but her mind will never give in. Is it something like that?

Urga didn’t like Christia, who was still glancing in the direction of the piglet nest as her saliva dripped through the gag in her mouth, and struck her on the butt.

“Ooooo?!”
“It’s okay to spank her ass like this, isn’t the dying bitch as stubborn as her mind?”

‘Come to think of it, she had heard of it somewhere. Among the female knights whom our ancestors trained, there is a case where they had difficulty in training because their mental strength was so stubborn even while they were being trained like this… ‘

What did your ancestors say then?
Then Urga begins to think about whether Christia is glaring at herself or not, as she was.

On the other hand, Cristia, who was in pain to the extent that her tears welled up at Urga’s touch, saw Urga who was immersed in her thoughts, leaving herself alone.

Christia glares at Urga with an alarming look, saying that she must be plotting something evil of her own.

However, as if not paying attention to Christia’s stare, Urga gently waved the rope held in her hand as if not to disturb Christia’s glaring gaze.

“Kuh uh… !”

‘This wicked thing! Line like this again… ?!’

It’s just an act of waving Urga’s hand as if she’s getting along well with a little kid who wants to play with her, but Cristia, who can’t ignore even one of Urga’s trivial gestures, can’t do anything other than shake her body. There was no work.

“… Um, maybe I’m cheating a little… No. Since when did you think I was cheating on you?”
“?”

At that time, Cristia, who was questioning the appearance of Urga who suddenly started muttering something to herself, began to move her steps while glaring resentfully at Urga who was beating her butt as if she were asking her to take the lead.

Match! Match!

“Not that one! There! There! No, not there, over there!”
“Oops! Whoa?! Whoop whoop?!”

Where are you going

Christia, who doesn’t even know where she is going, is driven by Urga, who mercilessly beats her own ass after picking up a small cane from somewhere, just like herding a pig.

But for some reason, I already knew that Urga was hitting her ass to train herself, but the direction she was driving herself was relatively untrodden even on this farm,

It was a place where pigs’ feces gathered and what Sinseon-dong often called a dung yard.

‘Why are you here?’

Could it be that this time he was going to roll himself into a heap of pig excrement that was disgusting just by that smell? Like a sow, roll with poop like a sow?

‘As expected, it is a dirty savage tribe, a pagan-like idea… !’

At this, Christia glared at Urga, biting her gag, but Urga suddenly released the gag from her mouth again.

“What are you up to? !”
“Quiet. I didn’t mean to say bad things about you.”
“?”

What are you talking about? When Christia slightly tilted her head, Urga took a quick glance at her surroundings, then giggled and then whispered in her ear.

“Do you want to be hugged by us?”
“What, what are you talking about!?”
“It’s obvious. It’s like the fact that we squeak pussy juice every time we get hit like this already, and we’re trying to seduce ourselves so that we don’t even pay attention to her saintly woman.
“So what are you talking about… “

Wait for a sec?

Christia, who was about to answer nonsense right away.
But just as she was about to say her words, Cristia stared right in front of her giggling Urga and remembered the nuance of her words she had just spoken to herself.

‘Are you suggesting something to me?’

To be honest, she said it was nonsense even if she thought about it, but other than that, she couldn’t come to any conclusion.

Whether it was because she had dragged herself to such an obscure place, or if Urga was checking to see if anyone was there just now, it was as if she didn’t want to be found out by others.

But here she wouldn’t be able to find out what Urga was trying to suggest or what she was hiding if she continued to stubbornly deny her opinion.

“That… Yeah, it’s frustrating, but I want to be hugged by that man… My boy, I want to taste the cock that stabbed her cunt with that thick big cock, so I’m still in heat like this… “

Cristia spreads her own crotch proudly to her Urga, letting out her dripping juices.

At the sight, Urga giggled as if she were right, then she whispered in her ear.

“Can I help you? As long as you accept my offer, I can give you a special hint behind my back.”
“!”

Christia’s golden eyes widened.