episode_0055

Angela, who had regained her senses, looked at Croton, gasping for breath. There was amusement in his gaze as he looked down, and it gave her a sense of foreboding.

“I think you’ve had enough rest, so I think it’s time to start again.”

“What··· What are you trying to do···?”

“Review what I just said.”

Croton, who had been teasing Angela, took a few steps back. However, despite the distance, the anxiety she felt did not diminish at all. Rather, it was getting worse.

“I will watch over you to see if you can do it on your own.”

“What is that···?”

Angela had a vague idea of what Croton would do. She wanted to deny it, but the orc’s eyes were staring at her as if her thoughts were correct.

His eyes, as if he was watching an interesting toy or scene, gave me the impression that I couldn’t refuse. And then his voice rang clearly in my ears.

“Please ‘masturbate’ as you just learned, while maintaining that position as much as possible. Saintess.”

The hypnosis through the vagina took control of Angela’s body. It did not tolerate any refusal. Regardless of her will, her hands slowly moved towards her chest.

“Put your clothes down for a moment and feel your chest with both hands.”

As he let go of the hand he was holding, the white cloth went down to cover the space between her legs as usual. However, the space between Angela’s legs was already soaked with her love juice. As a result, the cloth became stained with moisture and stuck to her.

Angela slowly grabbed her breasts, feeling the strange sensation of the cloth being soaked with her love juice and sticking to her.

“Huhhh···! Haat··· This··· This··· Huhhh···”

The pleasure of touching a sensitive chest.

The feeling of depravity that she, a saint who should be purer than anyone else, was masturbating in front of an orc.

Those two things were teasing her body.

Although it was a forced act under hypnosis, the pleasure felt was sweet, like a devil’s temptation.

“You must have remembered it well, so you did pretty well for a first time.”

Angela felt as if she was being laughed at.

It seemed to tell her that she clearly remembered the pleasant feeling she had felt a moment ago and that she was in a situation where she could not refuse.

But even in that humiliating mood, her hands were kneading her breasts to get pleasure.

“Haeee···! Ah··· No··· Huuu···! What··· Stop···! Ah··· Aah···! Huuung···!!”

“Are you touching the hand of the saintess herself?”

“Huhhh··· This is··· Because of a strange ability··· Huhhhh···! Hahh···! Aaaah···!!”

Even though I couldn’t move as I wanted, my physical sensations were still there.

The movement of her hands to achieve pleasure and the soft sensation of her breasts made her feel as if she was moving on her own.

The fact that she, a saint, was comforting her own body was shameful enough, but the sensation of her movements was also vivid.

‘Ah… no… but… I feel good… and… my body won’t listen to me…’

Fragmentary thoughts raced through Angela’s mind due to pleasure.

The more she rubbed her breasts, as if trying to recreate the pleasant sensation, the hotter her body became.

Moreover, when she remembered Croton caressing her nipples, the hand that had been massaging her entire chest soon found itself moving towards her nipples.

“Huhhh···!!”

Saint Angela, who was touching her own nipples and letting out lewd moans. Her appearance was filled with an obscene atmosphere.

Croton, who was watching it from a little distance, was smiling with satisfaction.

‘She looks even more wild because she’s a saint.’

Angela may have looked vulgar, but she had a sacred aura that befitted her name as a saint, and she radiated a charm.

Her blue eyes, which seemed helpless and filled with pleasure, reminded me of her gradually degenerating.

“How about feeling pleasure by touching your own breasts?”

“Haaah··· Heh heh··· This··· To this extent··· Heh heh heh···! ”

I won’t give in to this extent. Angela wanted to say that, but she couldn’t even speak properly because of the moans that kept coming out. On the contrary, it only sounded lewd.

The pleasure that was gradually getting stronger was leading Angela to another pleasant pleasure.

An ecstatic pleasure that didn’t even allow the thought itself. Just thinking about it made it feel like fluid was flowing out of my vagina.

“Okay, now let’s do the bottom one too. Put the clothes on your mouth so that it can be seen well.”

Angela lifted the cloth stained with her love juice and put it to her lips. Then, the faint scent of her love juice stimulated her olfactory senses.

‘A strange smell… and… even more embarrassing than before…’

The smell of love juice that seems to make you aware of how excited you are.

A humiliating position in front of an orc, with the clothes in the mouth and the vagina exposed.

A vagina so wet that it can’t be denied even if you say it’s dripping.

All of these were things that could not have happened as a saint.

But that was what was stimulating her sense of depravity.

‘This isn’t right… My body keeps…’

Before she knew it, her hands were reaching for secret places, as if revealing her desire for pleasure.

The movement of her body, which did not even allow for hesitation, soon gave her a thrilling pleasure.

“Huhhh···!! Haat··· Huhhh···!”

As she rubbed her vagina with her palm, an ecstatic pleasure spread through Angela’s lower body. Her trembling legs were expressing her pleasure without any filter.

The thought of enduring it any longer was impossible, for the pleasure seemed to deny the doctrines she had been taught.

Instead, the urge to keep rubbing was filling her head.

‘It feels good… I want to keep touching it…!’

Angela’s reason had already melted away with pleasure.

It was unclear whether he was rubbing the crack because of Croton’s orders or because he was craving pleasure himself.

The instinct to quickly rub her private parts and get pleasure just kept getting stronger.

“Ahhh···!! Haat··· Huuuung···!! Haaahhh···!”

“I don’t think I need to advise you any further.”

Croton leisurely admired the lewd sight of the saint absorbed in masturbation.

Her once clear blue eyes had long since become clouded with lust. Not only that, but her body was throbbing with pleasure.

The sight of her continuing to rub her vagina, not knowing what to do with the pleasure of rubbing it, seemed to be full of sexual arousal.

She seemed too obscene to be a saint, but that made her all the more attractive.

“Haaat···! Huu …

A body that is so hot it is unbearable.

Pleasure that eats away at the brain.

An ever-growing urge.

Because of them, Angela’s hands naturally went inside her vagina, just like she had been a moment ago.

“Huhhh···!!”

As the slender fingers dug into the depths of her vagina, the thought of how good it felt crossed Angela’s mind. Then she instinctively moved to experience another climax.

Creak— Creak— Creak—! Creak—!

“Haaah··· Huuung···! Aah··· Huu …

The idea of being a saint had already been completely erased from Angela’s mind.

I could only rationalize it as something I had no choice but to do because I couldn’t go against Croton’s words, even if it was subconsciously.

‘I feel good… but it’s different from before… I think my head’s going to go crazy…!’

Angela moved her fingers as if Croton had been poking her vagina. However, her movements were awkward, as she had never masturbated before, and instead, she only felt a vague sense of pleasure.

Even though I kept poking her vagina while dripping fluid, I couldn’t easily reach climax.

In that situation, all she could do was move her fingers faster and faster.

“Huhh …

After struggling in pleasure for a long time, Angela began to feel her climax slowly approaching.

I recalled the ecstatic sensation and feeling, gradually increasing the speed of my fingers, and was finally able to reach climax.

“Eunghhh···!!!”

An intense sensation that felt like her brain was being fried with pleasure. It made Angela’s body twitch like crazy.

Every time her body jerked, her fluid would spray around her, and then after a while, it would spurt out in a long stream.

Slurp slurp

“Haeee···♥”

The face of the saintess, who had wet her pants due to intense pleasure, had a female expression full of joy.

Even after a small puddle of water had formed on the floor, she was still enjoying the afterglow of her climax.

“Haa··· Eeee··· Haaat···”

Angela has a blank expression on her face, as if she doesn’t even have any thoughts.

Croton, who had come close to her, whispered in her ear.

“From now on, masturbate once a day. If you feel like you can’t stand it anymore, you can do it as many times as you want.”

His voice was seeping into Angela’s hazy mind.