Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Investing Through the Status Window.

Episode 200: I Am A Servant Of God…! (5)

The taste of the Pinkette Saintess was the pinnacle of lust. It made one question if she was truly a saintess.

He devoured her groin as if he would consume it whole, sucking greedily. In response, she twisted her upper body in agony, releasing lewd moans as if she were about to die.

“Gr-Group Leader! Ah! Gr-Group Leadeeer!”

The Saintess writhed, drooling indecently, yet she did not close her lewdly spread legs, accepting all the pleasure crashing into her body.

Under Allen’s skilled tongue work, the Saintess’s pink nether region quickly became soaked, continuously gushing with fluids. She seemed to be the type with a lot of fluid.

He indulged in the taste of the Saintess’s pussy for a while before slowly pulling his face away. The pussy, breathing heavily with lustful breaths, rhythmically opened and closed its entrance.

Ordnung’s face was slightly dazed, looking as if her soul was gone, with her tongue sticking out, panting, and completely sprawled out.

…This bitch is fucking weak…!

The man’s pride, which had been subdued until now, slowly began to rise.

If it were Group Leader Viola, it would be different, but with the Pinkette Saintess, he could crush that pride!

From that moment, Allen could enjoy his actions. He could feel the taste of her pussy even more distinctly.

Ordnung had a sexier body than any woman Allen had ever been with. Beyond just being sensitive, her responses were on another level.

Allen’s cock, swollen to the point of bursting, was desperately longing for an entrance to penetrate.

It was time to savor the view below, having had enough of looking upwards. He slowly moved his lower body towards her groin… piercing the Holy Saintess’s pussy!

He felt considerable mental pleasure at the blasphemous thought. At least, on this land, the number of men who had pierced a woman called a saintess would be countable on one hand. And he was finally about to join their ranks.

Ordnung felt an unprecedented tension as that golden cock gradually approached.

Could she really handle it?

Was it a mistake to agree to this madness?

Soon, the tip of Allen’s cock slightly touched Ordnung’s entrance.

!

At the moment that hot and hard member touched her, she flinched. Unfortunately, she had not been taught about this act of intercourse by her master.

“Group Leader…! Pl-Please be gentle. It’s my first time…!”

The Blind Saintess, uncharacteristically for her, made a weak plea. Allen, slightly raising his upper body and seeing her whispering to him with a frightened expression, felt his desire for conquest surge even more. To think she would make such a weak plea after he led her here!

The difference in physical strength was clear anyway. If he carelessly accommodated her, he might end up getting the short end of the stick.

…Not a chance…!

She was already sufficiently relaxed. Inserting his cock wouldn’t be much of an issue.

“Sister, I’m putting it in.”

A courteous warning. That was his last act of kindness.

He began to force his considerably large member into her tight entrance. Simultaneously, she arched her back with an ‘Ack!’

“Wait! Ah! Group Leader! It’s too, ah! Too big!”

The first sensation she felt was a pain that seemed to tear her body apart. However, it was nothing compared to the next sensation that followed.

The golden aura, more radiant than anything, began to pulsate vigorously and pour into her. She was engulfed in an indescribable pleasure.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She felt breathless, and a blinding white light flashed before her eyes.

At the same time, fluids gushed from her pussy.

Climax.

With just penetration, the Saintess reached a climax as if she had a mere novice body.

Aaaaahhhh.

She couldn’t even make a sound. Immersed in a sea of pleasure, she floundered, but there was no land around.

The energy from the golden cock was more overwhelming than anticipated.

It felt so good that she thought she might die. The sensation was overwhelming, a blend of immense pleasure and the fear of death. She wondered how these two could coexist, yet she was vividly experiencing it.

Allen kept thrusting relentlessly, regardless of whether the Saintess reached her climax or not. Her opening, stretched to its limit, climaxed repeatedly.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Unaware of the Blind Saintess’s situation, Allen thought she was an unimaginably lewd woman.

He never imagined a woman could climax just from penetration.

Who would have thought the Pinkette Saintess, whom he considered a strong opponent, would turn out to be the weakest of women, a pathetic cunt?

The Pinkette Saintess gasped with her mouth agape, trembling as if she might die. Even moaning felt like a luxury to her now. Merely sustaining her breath was the best she could manage.

Allen finally finished putting his cock in.

And unfortunately, Allen didn’t have the patience to wait until she calmed down.

He pressed her legs tightly to his torso, then pushed her knees down as he withdrew and thrust back in.

Her body jolted.

“Huaaaang!!!”

A moan, close to a cry, burst forth.

A veritable heaven of endless climaxes.

The Pinkette Saintess climaxed with each thrust.

Her fluids overflowed from the opening, her body hypersensitive from the continuous climaxes. To the point where just a touch was sexually stimulating.

Allen’s cock and Ordnung’s pussy were the best yet worst match.

With the resolve to ruin her so she’d never think of sex again, he moved his hips relentlessly.

Magic burst forth from the Blind Saintess’s body.

She felt her body being overwhelmed by his aura.

The golden glow she so desperately longed for. It stamped an indelible seal of pleasure upon her.

Each thrust was so intense that he turned her over, making her lie face down, and took her from behind like a beast.

The sight of the naked Saintess with her luscious rear raised, impaled like an animal, was a scene that should not be witnessed by the gods.

Ordnung, having offered her defenseless self, bent and straightened her legs repeatedly as she reached the peak with each thrust. It was as if she was exercising.

Panting with her tongue out like a dog, she encountered the god of pleasure in this intense paradise of climax—Allen’s golden rod!

Allen was quite pleased with the Saintess’s subpar pussy that ceaselessly chewed on him.

He didn’t know how it felt for her, but this pussy that reacted every time he thrusted, was at least well-suited for him.

…No, can this even be called a masterpiece…?

A subpar pussy that climaxed with every thrust, was it really a masterpiece? Still, the tightness was excellent, so he decided to consider it a masterpiece.

Allen thrust harder into the soft and moist pussy of the Saintess.

Fortunately for her, his threshold wasn’t very high since it was his first release today.

Clutching a pillow tightly against her face, her hips twitching up and down as she repeatedly reached climax, she was breathless from the intense pounding.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A fear that felt like she would truly die. And that dizzying sensation was transformed into even more pleasure, hitting her again.

As if her body had become a lustful pussy itself.

She couldn’t think of anything, only feeling the rough back-and-forth motion in her depths.

At the same time, her stretched legs began to remain in that position for a long time.

It was a climax upon a climax.

A sensation where even pleasure disappeared and everything turned white.

Allen literally pounded into the Blind Saintess until she was on the brink of breaking, then pulled out just before climax.

His monstrous cock withdrew with a pop, spilling a milky stream onto the sweat-soaked back of the Blind Saintess.

“Huff huff.”

Even after finishing, the Blind Saintess’s convulsions did not stop.

Ordnung, clutching a dirty pillow, trembled silently for a long time, then suddenly went limp like boiled meat.

Her back, rising and falling roughly as she lay slumped, was incredibly suggestive.

Allen wanted to see her face, who had just experienced her monumental first time, and turned her over again.

The face of the Blind Saintess, panting as if she were about to die with her tongue out and mouth agape, no longer bore the image of a pure and innocent saintess.

Having marked her with the desire she craved, he kissed those luscious lips obscenely. She instinctively sucked at the sticky, soft foreign object invading her mouth.

The cock, trained from dealing with Group Leader Viola, quickly regained its strength.

He lifted her legs again and thrust his cock into the overflowing depths of her pussy.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And yet another climax followed.

Pant, pant, pant.

The Saintess, head thrown back, panted lewdly like a dog in summer.

Allen squeezed the Saintess’s blasphemous chest with his hands and moved his hips again.

The Blind Saintess, before the night was over, had become addicted to his golden cock.