episode_0052

“Haaah··· Huuuut··· Haa··· Haaa···”

Angela tried to regain her senses, barely catching her breath, but her head felt foggy. The new sensation was disconcerting and even hindering her thinking.

Only one thing came to mind clearly in my mind that wasn’t working well.

‘It’s dangerous···’

There was no time to even think specifically about what was dangerous. Just the fact that she was lying in front of the orc and croton made her sanity as a saint sound the alarm.

But her body wouldn’t follow her will at all. She didn’t have any strength even though she wasn’t running or fighting anyone.

Of course, even if she had been able to move, the result would have been the same.

Compared to the orcs, Angela was no different from a normal human and was unable to even resist.

“Then, should we check other places?”

“Haat··· somewhere else···?”

“Yes. Actually, there is a place that is perfect for hiding something. We can’t leave that out and inspect it.”

Angela felt a strong sense of foreboding. Her instincts were vaguely anticipating what was to come, given the behavior she had experienced so far.

Before long, Croton’s hands were slowly reaching for the wet cloth covering her lower body, between her legs.

“Haa··· Haaah··· There··· There···!”

“There’s no need to be embarrassed. It’s a simple test.”

Angela knew that Croton’s words were a lie. But somehow, as the hand came closer, she couldn’t help it.

It wasn’t a feeling of discomfort or disgust. Rather, it was as if the heat that had subsided to a climax was rising again.

The body of the saint who had come to know the joy of pleasure was being drawn to pleasure without her even knowing it.

Little by little, the desire to regain small but pleasant pleasures was taking hold.

“Now then, let’s check out the saint’s hidden body.”

Croton slowly lifted the cloth between Angela’s legs, revealing the saint’s secret petals.

“Eeee···!”

The saint’s pink vagina, which she had never shown to anyone, was filled with a sacred yet racy beauty.

The crack was soaked with love juice as it had reached its climax once.

The gaze of the orc looking at her vagina soaked with pleasure. It made Angela shiver. It was humiliating and shameful, but it was an undeniable reality.

A saint who had her breasts touched by a mere orc and her vagina wet. That was Angela.

“She’s pretty. She’s a beautiful bosom that matches the saint’s appearance.”

At the vulgar expression, Angela averted her gaze and closed her legs. It was the maximum resistance she could give, but Croton did not allow even that.

“Please spread your legs.”

Croton’s hypnosis through the vagina penetrated deep into Angela’s body and mind, and made her move her legs against her will.

“Hot···! What··· What the heck···”

Angela couldn’t understand her current situation. She tried to close her legs, but instead, they spread them apart as if showing off her vagina. It was impossible to force her strength. It was as if her body was faithfully following the orc’s orders.

“Ugh···! What on earth did you do···? ”

“Well, isn’t one thing clear? That the Saintess can no longer escape.”

Croton spoke eloquently, carefully analyzing her reaction.

Originally, his hypnosis remained in the subconscious and most people did not think deeply about it, but when he forced physical commands through the vagina, the other person remembered it vividly.

‘It might actually be an advantage.’

Since she was already under the vulva, Angela was already in a situation where she could not escape Croton. Even if she realized that she was under some kind of hypnosis, there was no way to resist. On the contrary, it would only make her feel more ashamed.

“Today is the first day, so I will be as kind as possible. So that you can fully experience the joy of pleasure.”

He placed the raised cloth on her stomach and slowly caressed her vagina. It was the first time his hands had ever caressed her wet vagina. As a result, Angela couldn’t help but let out a strange moan.

“Haeee···! Haat··· Heuuu··· Ahah··· That··· Stop··· Heuuu···! What··· Stop··· Ahhh···!!”

“There’s no orc in this world who would stop just because you tell him to.”

Croton slowly swept up the secret petals with his fingers as if lifting them.

The gentle caresses applied to her moist, soft, sensitive area made Angela moan no matter how hard she tried to hold it back.

“Haaat···! Huh··· Eu …

“Surely you wouldn’t give up on the first day because you couldn’t stand it, right?”

His words tormented Angela, as if he were asking her if she, a saint, could endure even this much and give in to pleasure.

‘I… I… am a saint of the Hedon Church… so I have to endure it… but…’

It would have been better if I could have put up at least the minimal resistance of bending my legs, but he wouldn’t even allow me to do that.

All Angela could do was spread her legs and fully experience the coming pleasure. However, for a saint who had never experienced pleasure before, it was the hardest torture of all.

If it was torture that caused pain, she could endure it. But Angela didn’t know how to deal with torture that was meant to be a pleasure.

“The saintess’ clitoris is also very excited like a nipple.”

Croton patted Angela’s clitoris, smearing her clitoris with his fluid as if to make her feel it for sure. Her face burned with excitement that could not be hidden, but she could do nothing. All she could do was turn her head away.

“Haaah··· Heuheu …

Angela muttered softly to herself as if denying her physical condition, but Croton did not miss even that.

“No, that’s really strange. They’re expressing their happiness like this here.”

He rubbed her wet clitoris with his finger, soaking her with her love juice. The pleasure of having her sensitive area teased little by little slowly drew Angela into a swamp of pleasure.

“Ahh···! Huuung···!! Haat··· Ahhh···!”

Angela’s pink vagina twitched and vomited out her fluids due to the pleasant pleasure. It was a physical reaction that she could not help, no matter how strong her will was. Moreover, such a physical reaction was vivid to her and melted her reason.

“If you deny it like that, I’ll have to give you more information.”

Before she could even feel the ominousness, Croton’s hand dug into her vagina. The vagina, being violated for the first time, felt embarrassed but instinctively bit her finger.

“Haeeeung···!! Haat··· Heuheu··· Ah··· In the blindfold··· Heuheu··· That··· That very eye···! Heuheueueu···!!”

Despite Angela’s pitiful cries, Croton continued to thrust his fingers deeper and deeper. He slowly explored her sensitive area, deep enough not to damage her hymen.

“It’s kind of fun to try to figure out where the saintess is most sensitive”

Angela felt disgusted by his playful voice. But that was only for a moment. His fingers, skillfully searching for sensitive areas, seemed to dominate her body.

‘Ah… no… I should resist… I should hate it… but my body… feels good…’

Even his mischievous voice was now giving her pleasure. Her body was burning with anticipation of what he would say and tease her.

“This seems to be the most sensitive area right now.”

“Haggeueueueu···?!”

Angela couldn’t help but let out an embarrassed moan as his fingers rubbed her sensitive area. Moreover, his words ‘now’ seemed to imply that there was a pleasure that was even more pleasant than now.

“Originally, I was going to make it a little more intense, but I think Angela is feeling it too much, so I’ll make it lighter this time.”

In pleasure, Angela understood his words with her body, not her head. His fingers, which were persistently rubbing the most sensitive part of her vagina, were leading her to the orgasm she had felt a moment ago.

“Haaaat···! Huuuu··· Haat···! Huuung···!! That··· Thatmaaan···! Ah··· Aah··· Haeuuuut···!!!”

Angela bounced her hips in the persistent caressing and enjoyed another climax. Each successive climax gave her even more intense pleasure than before.

She couldn’t think of anything as her mind felt as if it was filled with pleasure. All that remained was the unconscious feeling of pleasant pleasure spreading through her body.

“Haaa··· Eee …

As the string of reason snapped, water streams shot out from the saint’s petals. The sight of her spurting out water in a state of ecstasy was obscene, but it was filled with obscene beauty.

“I’m glad you liked it, Saintess.”

Croton whispered in Angela’s ear, who was still enjoying her climax.

Then she spurted a little more forcefully, as if answering.