Chapter 350 – The Passion of Christia
Violet is clearly taken aback by the sudden appearance of an intra-abdominal injector given to her.
“Why are you giving this, this, this to me?!”
“Why are you giving it to me because this is Christia’s daily routine. In the first place, what are the sows who come into the breeding house doing, what are they doing? Now, let’s talk about our white pigs.”
Just as teachers at school ask students who are distracted during class, how far have we gone, do you know the answer, etc., I entrusted Christia with the answer.
“Hey, Christia what… Work, right? Why, why did you suddenly move your body there… ?!”
Aside from showing that she knew something, Violet hurriedly looked at Christia as if she knew something about why she was being given an intravenous injector.
Before she knew it, she naturally turned her back from the direction where the feeder had been, tilting her head in wonder at the sight of Christia standing side by side with her other sows, but now as if she had noticed something. To be angry and to make her face blush
Christia glanced at the bewildered Violet, who twitched her ass towards the entrance of her stole, calmly or not.
And then ‘… ‘Kuuu’, with her face blushing as if it couldn’t be helped, I gave the answer to her, Violet, and I asked for.
“… It is the fertilization of sperm to conceive. The female pig that started estrus continues mating here until the boar’s sperm is fertilized, and when the fertilization is confirmed, it moves to the next place called the pregnancy company… I know you do.”
Was it not in vain that she had made her crawl on all fours in the rear of the sows going to the gestation house to dishonor her on the day she had lost her virginity?
As if I was remembering the time when I followed the sows while being slapped on her buttocks, or remembering her memory of being trained with a deep injector by my hand, Christia pouring out her juices from my pussy.
Violet, who finally realized what Christia’s ‘routine’ was through the intra-abdominal injector in her hand, screamed.
“Hey, where is this! He said that even if he touched it, he would only do it during mealtime!”
“That’s why you still haven’t lifted a hand. As proof, you’re holding my cock instead of Christia, who should have already been raped.”
After catching my breath for a moment, I spoke to Violet again.
“As if your daily routine is mine, the white pig has its own routine, but are you trying to steal that too? Traditionally, fertile sows in this breeding house are supposed to be culled, so does that mean I can cull Christia as it is?”
Culling refers to the act of the farmer arbitrarily releasing problematic sows or pregnant sows after seeing the condition of the sows. In simple terms, it means disposal.
Of course, Violet had no way of knowing about this term, but she shook her head and screamed, as if she sensed something ominous about the word elimination.
“Cowardly! Where is this!”
Violet was crying as if she didn’t know that the act of not touching Christia had a physical meaning.
That’s right, Christia struggled with my cock and forced herself to show herself, who had changed somewhat in order to prevent her from falling, but it must have been unfair because nothing had changed.
“Of course, as promised, I really won’t lay a finger on him except during meals, so wouldn’t it be better if you at least do it with your hand? If you do it, Christia will be able to spend a comfortable day in her own way.”
“With my own hands… ?!”
Violet looked at the injector in my hand with eyes still confused by my words.
And leaving us behind
Sister Urga, who was listening to her answer with her arms folded beside her as if proud of her own sow, who had given her a wonderful answer, exuded her characteristic sharp shark teeth and patted Christia’s buttocks. Started hitting
“Wait a minute! It’s in front of the saintess! Nggit! In front of the saintess, the words, unggiiik… ♥”
“Good job! How is it? Saw? Saw? Our white pig is so smart!”
Violet, the sow in charge of Eleonora, was flustered and couldn’t answer, but her sow gave such an admirable answer that Urga, who was laughing so hard on her ears, slapped Christia’s butt as if it were a reward.
“Oh, no, I can do it… It’s in front of the saintess, but I can’t show you how she walks away with her ass beaten by such a savage. ♥”
“We’ve already been trained to walk away whenever we hit ourselves, so now what! Oh right. Own lunch”
Sister Urga struggles to open the ice box with her left hand instead of her right hand, which is busy beating Christia’s butt as if she hadn’t forgotten to feed her as well while beating Christia’s butt.
“… Could it be that my rice is there?”
“Hehe, I made spicy noodles or something, but they said it’s better to eat it cold, so I served it with seaweed.
“Huh?!”
Even though it’s a plastic bag, you still brought real rice in an ice box filled with semen? “You must be kidding,” He said, taking out a bowl of naengmyeon with red-mixed bibim noodles from the ice box so that he wouldn’t even laugh.
Even Nara, who had lived a shameless life, couldn’t help but be at a loss for words at the sight of her holding out the butt of a white pig with one hand and a bowl with the other.
“… Eat well… “
“Stop! I mean stop beating! At least in front of the saintess… ♥”
“… I will eat well.”
Urga, who was distracted by tormenting Christia again, must have time to enjoy herself, and also Christia must recover from the shock of her defeat by Violet.
I had to eat like that, so I was just trying to enjoy a little bit of the rest time that I couldn’t have before. The feeling of the warm yet chewy mucous membrane stimulating my cock as my body trembled.
Even the joy of her victory was that Violet, who was very nervous about the situation that was going completely different from her own expectations for a moment, was expressing her feelings through her body.
“Shall we take a break?”
“Yes? Oh no! I’m that… Master’s… Oh?”
Violet couldn’t keep her eyes on anything, holding in one hand the bowl that Urga had just given her, and in the other a set of deep infusion kits exclusively for Christia.
I lifted her up slightly with both hands, and then her ur joined her sister in the middle aisle again.
“Why? You seem very busy. Is there anything I can do to help?”
“No, I came with him to see the wretched words of a loser.”
“… A loser?”
Urga seemed to tilt her head at my words for a moment, but soon after Violet took my cock, Urga stiffly turned her gaze toward Christia, like a broken robot turning its neck.
Cristia also notices her sister’s gaze and tries to run away, but she says that the purpose of the stall’s existence in the first place is to prevent sows from escaping and to make artificial insemination easier. Only begged for mercy.
“You! Come to work! You lost to him?!”
“No! My, I can explain everything! This is all because of a conspiracy against me, huh?!”
“Damn you bitch, you know you’ll be beaten until your butt burst today!”
“Heuuuuu, stop, stop hitting me… I don’t know about other times, but I’m excited now that the saintess is around!”
While Christia howled like a pig whenever afterimages remained from her sister’s hands, I pulled out a steel chair and, while I was holding her ass on it, I rubbed her breasts as if telling Violet to come to her senses as she looked at Christia unaware of the world. .
“Hyak?!”
“Be careful, don’t drop it”
“What happens if you float or drop it… Are you?”
“You are seeing it with your own eyes.”
– Eung-gi-i-i-it!!
Just then, as if Urga’s sister’s palm represented her feelings, she slapped Christia’s butt with a more greasy sound than usual. As soon as Christia’s vulgar eccentricity resonated in our ears, her cold noodle bowl was placed in her own arms. Violet hugged her tightly.
“Oh! Car?!”
“Put that aside and do what you have to do”
“Yes? It’s my job… ?”
Once I said it, I handed over the bowl obediently, but still no, this time Christia and Violet trembled as they alternated between Christia and her deep injector.
“More than that, you rubbed it really well after doing it for the first time. Even if you pretend not to do it all the time, do you really specialize in housework and housekeeping?”
[Hiya, it’s really deliciously well-mixed, isn’t it?]
“Hey, hey… ?”
Violet, who was loudly begging me to give her cock today and just a while ago, is going, and like a saint on her first day here, Violet is at a loss of what to do.
“What are you doing, you don’t know.”
“Yes? What?!”
“That, you know how to use it.”
“Mo, I don’t know! I don’t know, I don’t know… “
It must have been the first thing she had seen, but judging from the fact that she was visibly flustered, Violet probably knew how to use it and how to use it.
Maybe they’ve been peeping at us through that broken back door.
“I-I really want to do this… Are you?”
“If you win the game, I can’t touch you again during work hours. But don’t eat if you don’t work, and white pigs are fertilizing my semen like a sow of a maid, so should I waste my time here like this?”
Surprisingly, as they didn’t say no, Violet also seemed to be mentally affected by us, but hesitation seemed to exist at the fact that she had to do something bad to Christia, who was also like her family.
-Stop it, stop your ass, unggiiik… ♥
“Are you going to leave our white pig like that? If you leave it like that, will your butt really burst?”
“Oooooh… !!”
“More than that, sister hits me really hard.
It’s not enough to watch Christia get her ass slapped by Urga-sister, with his cock shoved up her own asshole.
Seeing me calmly eating my meal, Violet looked back and forth between Christia and me for a moment, slightly frowning.
“So, are you not going to? If you don’t, Ur will give it to your sister? Urga knows how to do it too. It’s just that my hands are a bit overworked… “
“Joe, good. I’ll do it! No fucking house, no bullying Christia!”
Violet replies vigorously as soon as I finish my words that Urga will entrust Christia with artificial insemination.
The feeling of the barrier clinging to my prick fiercely with a whooshing sound, and the stiff appearance that had hitherto been stiff, started shaking her ass softly out of nowhere, presumed to be a sign that she had made up her own mind.
“… Why do you keep looking at Christia when you’re enjoying my asshole and wearing a cock shed? He couldn’t possibly break his promise and actually wanted to rape Christia more than me… ?”
Are you trying to scoop me up or are you asking for a definite answer?
As if I had made up my mind, I said to Violet, who looked somewhat serious, as if telling me not to worry, bouncing my back once.
“When you say that, I’m a little drawn to it. Oh wow”
“Joy!”
Despite my mischievous words, Violet somehow glanced at Christia with a look very similar to the look Urga made when she looked at Eleonora as she stomped on the boat.
As expected, I started to connect the tube of the hose of the deep injector in my hand to the tube of the plastic bag containing my semen.
Then,
“I will serve you wholeheartedly in Christia’s place, so that you won’t even think of bothering Christia. And if I finish the job quickly, Master will have no reason to bother Christia, so Christia will be at ease!”
“That’s right, that’s what I wanted to say.”
If Ur and I were left in Sister’s hands, it was obvious that we would continue to be trained, so if we were going to do it, it would be better for us to do it ourselves.
Violet soon aimed her deep injector at Christia’s vaginal opening, which gushed out clear water.
“Okay, just keep pushing.”
“I-I’ll do it, Master, have a meal! Whoa… Whoa… “
If she just pushed it in like this, she would reach Christia’s cervix as the assistant had done so far.
And Violet’s hesitation soon became a handshake that bought enough time for Urga to make her next move.
“Whoa, whoa… I’m going to die of heat self!”
“Why?”
“We brought this to eat ourselves, but I use some?!”
“… What, did you have ice cream? Rather, why is it there again… “
To Cristia, who collapsed and panted with her buttocks swollen, Urga suddenly took out the shaved ice cream from the ice box, and Violet’s eyes, which had captured her heart, began to shake again.
And,
“Hey, hey!”