Chapter 34 – 12. The Heretic Judge Does Not Give in (1)

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The savage’s two-handed sword’s cock pierced her tender and soft vagina. Huge balls pressed against her slick, chubby ass. The graceful silver hair of the woman is grabbed by the savage hand and pulled like a whip, and a large palm grows out of her cheeks.

Match! Match! Match!

“Ha ha! Ha ha! Haaaaagh!”

The savage moaned, unable to overcome the pleasure of the inquisitor’s virgin pussy sucking his cock. Carmiel’s cunt was the best pussy his dick had ever tasted. First of all, it was because his body was moderately smaller than himself, so it was easy to squeeze in when he was fucked, and Carmiel’s strength level was moderately high, so he received a good pussy, and his agility was high, so he had a great body, and his stamina was high, so he didn’t faint easily.

Carmiel’s body, like Yuria’s, is not hard enough to stay intact no matter how much she drives her.
In addition, it is not so weak that the hips breaks immediately when driven with full power like the fuse.
However, like a witch, her stamina is moderately high, so it is not a level where she succumbs to her body on her own if she is driven.

Carmiel’s body stats were above average compared to his level, so in theory, it was a body that could give the best feeling of use. Not stubborn, difficult to subdue, and not requiring gentle handling, they were the best prey for the born rapist, the savage.

In theory.

“Twins! Howl!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Carmiel didn’t groan at all, even as the savage used his horse thighs (literally horse level) to pierce his cunt with his cock. I grabbed her hair and made her face to face, but I couldn’t detect any emotion from her expression.

“Fuck you! Cry! Cry! Cry!”

Match! Match! Match! Match!
Right cheek. Left cheek. Right cheek. Left cheek.

Carmiel’s statue-like face swelled up. But the tears didn’t flow, and even the eyes didn’t change. The opponent was not hating, angry, or despising himself. Carmiel’s pupils literally had no interest in him.
“I’ll fuck you in the mouth!”

Soukong! Soukong! Soukong!

Began to use her mouth. After tying Carmiel’s hands and putting on an eyepatch and gag. It was a situation where even without being able to move, he was fucking fucked with his mouth. Saliva and tears flowed, and the eye makeup smeared, completing a beautiful work.

But.
The savage was dissatisfied with something.
There is still the ultimate pleasure. Obviously there is

‘Why is it so unsatisfying?’

It was very good until I went to prison room 3 and violated Carmiel. As her priestly clothes were ripped apart, the sound of drumming resonated throughout the prison, and seeing the saintess’ naked body that had been carefully groomed was in itself very interesting. Her lips were moist, her breasts soft, and her genitals delicious.

In particular, the pleasure of the moment when the two-handed sword pierced her pussy was a moment that will be remembered for the rest of my life. For the first time, I saw displeasure and disgust on the face of Carmiel, who acted like he was philosophical. In particular, after grabbing Carmiel’s silver hair and pulling her to her knees, the tears shed when she used her mouth for the first time were stored in a flask. To think that a saint without blood or tears shed tears!

The problem is, it was just there.
I don’t feel like eating properly.
The rice cake feeling is good, the skin is good, and I feel conquered.
How to say I felt like I was wearing a very luxurious real doll.

Tears came out just by stimulating the lacrimal glands with the glans, the pussy fountain show was just stimulated with the fingers, and the nipples soared out as well, just a natural physiological reaction. It felt like a protein doll was just dirty even if she made her pregnant with sperm in her pussy and made her body swim in a puddle of semen.

Because,

Carmiel didn’t really respond.

At first she was reverently saying her prayers, then she was lifted up and started to get fucked, but she kept quiet as if she knew it was going to be. The savage expected her to continue praying to her god, to cry out in denial that there was no god, or to succumb to her physical pain.

“Huh. Huh Eok. Huh.”

Thanks to her, she exhausted herself first. A situation where she has already ejaculated 9 out of 10 times. She only has one last shot left. Of course, Carmiel’s HP was cut by more than half after receiving the savage for 10 hours, but even during this long sexual torture, Carmiel did not suffer any mental damage.

“Fuck. This is not a crazy bitch.”

Park banged her in the crotch, threw her head on the bed, pulled on the dog collar that suppressed her divine power, and violated her ass. It’s not an organ originally made for the penis to enter, so it’s much more enjoyable for him, but it’s much more painful for Carmiel, and even a guy will succumb to attacking this part.

Puck! Puck! Puck!

However, there was no change this time either. The Heretic Judge did not give in even though he inflicted extreme pain by tearing, slicing, and digging the most sensitive parts of humans. No, he didn’t even react. There is no groaning sound, and there is no change in expression. It really felt like committing an uncooled corpse.

“Fuck. Single year.”
“… “
“It’s not poisonous, it’s a living corpse. Dead body. You are 66 out of 100. Body and face scores
Each has a perfect score of 33 points. The reaction score is zero.”

The savage patted Karmiel’s shapely ass and rose from her seat. Carmiel collapsed like a neglected doll. The savage grabbed his powerless phallus, lifted it up, and shot urine at the heretic judge’s beautiful face.

Churrrr!

“I know you won’t respond. But you have to secure the area.”
“… “
“You are mine. One day, I will definitely capture and humiliate you.”

The savage smiled and went out to visit. Carmiel plays her faithful saintess, enduring even her worst humiliation, but as a woman, she looks very hard on the outside, but breaking down her barriers makes her a bitch.

“I underestimated this too much.”
“What a toxic bitch you are.”

When I left room 3, Wolfgang and some thieves applauded. Carmiel didn’t respond to anything, so I made her rape scene public, but she still didn’t respond.

“Are all the Heretic Judges like that?”
“Not really. All the other bitches have already given in.”

The savage turned on the status screen and saw the young inquisitor strapped to Wolfgang’s bed. She was in a state of panic, she was praying to God not to abandon her, and she was begging him to put an end to further trials. It was the same that Wolfgang screamed and shed tears of pain whenever he insulted him without mercy. Wolfgang was becoming her god.

“It was tricky, but in the end, humans succumb.”
“Then why is he not responding?”
“First of all, he has perfect tolerance for torture.”

The heretic judges of the church are the bulwarks of civilization against barbarism, and are the apostles of light against darkness. Because they are so intensively committed to dangerous missions, they die young without being able to live up to their orders. Of course, it is assumed that they will be captured and tortured, and they will receive training.

“Come to think of it, the kids who have given in now are in their early twenties at most?”
“It must have been possible because he was a beginner.”

Carmiel is the judge of heretics among judges of heretics, so she is a poison among poisonous species. Since she must have the important information of the Order, she would skin her alive, and even if burned, her eyes wouldn’t budge.

“That pretty girl already has no interest in royalties. Even his own life.”
“It must be difficult to train the elderly.”
“But it’s not like there’s no way.”

The savage grinned.

“Because I’m not the only one who wants to see Carmiel’s depravity.”
“What do you mean?”
“Contact the Devil Church.”

Wolfgang was stunned at the word Demon Church.
No matter how evil or thief you are, you always have your own conscience or dog shit philosophy!

Just as pedophiles are not treated as human beings in prison, demon followers are heinous scum who are not treated as human beings even among villains. However, the savage was trying to use even the Demon Church as his chess piece!

‘It’s a scary bastard!’

Wolfgang thought so only to himself. He did not presume to give advice to a savage or to say that he would not be able to do this. If he did, he’d be cut in half and die.

“All right.”
“Haha. I thought you were going to do something else, are you going to do that?”
“I know it is a great honor to be a faithful servant of the barbarian.”

Tuk-tuk!
A barbarian slapping Wolfgang on the shoulder!

“Good. Good. If you act like you are now, I will hand over one of the princesses to you.”
“… “
“Isn’t there a slut princess who married you and flirted with another man? I’ll catch him.”
“Thank you. Older brother. What shall we ask of the Demon Church?”

The savage grinned.

“With a senior succubus. A high-level black magician. Please send it like that.”
“All right. Older brother.”

The savage left the third room after saying that. By the way, wasn’t Adele, the priest who was staring at Carmiel through the window, making a determined expression.

‘Carmiel-sama has endured well!’

You have withstood very well the savagery of the savage…
Then, a violent force grabs her hair.

“Quaaaaa
“Twins. Yes, you are a slut open up fuck bitch.”
“No, no.”

Match!

“Kyahak!”
“My wife, you’ve been comfortable for a while, have you lost your mind?”

The savage giggles.

“Seeing that I have room, I’ll eat you with half of my full power.”
“Lord, Master, I, please, I’m presumptuous-Quaaaaa!”
“Ah! Good! Good! Rape is done for this taste! Howl more! Bitch!”
“Quaaaaa!”

Carmiel, the head of the Inquisition for Heresy, was a bitch like an impregnable fortress, but Adele, the priest, was just a village without walls. Since serfs imitate nobles, in that case, true education should be given.

“I’ll show you my dick! It must be fun to have fun before turning Carmiel into a bitch!”
“Ha, don’t do it. My, please aaaaa!”