episode_0059

Angela sat in her room. Seventy days had passed since she was locked in the dungeon, but her life with her eyes closed showed no sign of becoming familiar.

The structure of the room was simple enough that I could walk around to some extent, but once I went outside, I couldn’t even tell where I was walking.

The third basement floor where she was was empty of any landmarks or places, so she had no choice but to open her eyes every time.

If I had been hypnotized into not being able to open my eyes at all, I might have gotten used to it, but the temptation to open my eyes was irresistible.

‘When I open my eyes… it’s painful… but I have no choice but to open them…’

The hypnosis Croton had put her under tormented Angela every day.

In order to survive, she had to go out of the room. But once she went out, she had no choice but to open her eyes. Because of that, she had to wander around the dungeon while comforting her vagina with her fingers.

The hypnosis that required her to masturbate every time she opened her eyes, but to stop just before reaching climax. It easily melted the saint’s pride and patience.

My body, which had been addicted to pleasure through masturbation every day, would often fall into a state of unbearable frustration.

‘Now I can’t go back to the way it was before…’

It wasn’t just Angela who was left unattended.

Croton came to her room every night and each time she had no choice but to be raped with her eyes closed.

A life of being dissatisfied during the day and being raped by heightened senses at night. It was like a whip and a carrot.

Outside the dungeon, she was called a saint, but she was already too accustomed to pleasure to resist.

Her face was filled with excitement and anticipation as she sat on the bed, waiting for the night when Croton would come.

Whether it was because I had my eyes closed for so long or because the pleasure was so unbearable, I had long since forgotten how to hide my expression.

“Haa··· Ah···! Again··· My body···”

Angela wrapped her arms around herself. Today, she had to open her eyes again, so her body had to stop several times just before climax. As a result, her heated body was throbbing hotly, yearning for pleasure.

But I couldn’t comfort my dissatisfied body.

All she could do was stop masturbating just before climaxing, and then she would have to writhe in a maddening urge. And the more she did it, the stronger the urge became.

The only one who could soothe her body was Croton.

All she could do was wait for him, barely suppressing her desire to masturbate.

“Haaa··· Haat··· Haa··· Pa··· Hurry···”

How much time had passed? Angela, with her eyes closed, had lost even her sense of time. She didn’t even know how much time had passed since she had been captured.

During the wait that felt so long, she had to fight against her desires, and finally the sound of the fight ending was heard in her ears.

Squeak-

The sound of a crudely made wooden door opening. Just hearing that made Angela feel her heart race.

Her body remembered that it could feel satisfying pleasure when the door opened.

“It looks like you’ve been waiting well.”

Croton’s voice, heard in the darkness, sounded welcome in Angela’s ears.

Before she knew it, a smile of joy and anticipation had formed on her face. It was time to release the desires she had been holding back. She answered in a voice that seemed to be excited about the fact that she could give herself over to pleasure.

“Yes! I’ve been waiting for you, Orc···!”

Oak. That’s what Angela has been calling Croton lately.

She sang it without thinking too deeply, just as it came to her mind, but it contained her subconscious.

The shameful joy of a saint surrendering to a mere orc.

The thought that I can’t beat the pleasure he gives.

Those two things were complexly intertwined.

“It looks like you’ve been waiting a long time today too.”

Angela got up from her bed and approached Croton. Her movements were clumsy, relying on the structure and sounds of the room she remembered, but she was able to reach out and hug him as if she was being held in her arms.

“Haa··· Haat··· I can’t wait any longer···”

“Please bear with me for a little longer. I have something to talk about today.”

Angela’s mind was filled with thoughts of wanting him to commit himself right away.

But she could not go against his words. He was a being who made her, a saint, submit to him with pleasure and make her happy.

It was a shallow thought for a saint, but being held in the orc’s arms was more important to her than being called a saint.

“Haa··· Haat··· Pa··· Hurry··· Tell me···”

Angela stirred as if she couldn’t wait.

Croton smiled at her charming appearance and gently stroked her head.

“Huhhh···”

“Maybe it doesn’t matter much to you now, Your Majesty, but do you remember how many days it’s been since you came here?”

“That··· Maybe··· About 50 days··· I think···”

“You’re a little off. Today is the 70th day since the saint came here.”

Angela had a puzzled look on her face, as if she didn’t know what the big deal was.

“It’s been quite some time since you came here, and I would like to give you a chance to cooperate.”

“Opportunity···?”

“Yes. I will also release all the powers I had cast on the saintess. ”

“I··· Really?”

“Of course.”

“Thank you···!”

She could escape the torture of having to stop just before climax. That fact alone made Angela smile with joy.

But Croton continued his story as if it wasn’t over yet.

“And there’s one more thing.”

Angela lifted her head toward his mouth as if expecting it. Although her eyes were not open, she was concentrating on the sound as if she would not miss a word he said.

“What is that?”

“Well··· It’s not that big of a deal. I’ll grant you a favor, Angela. You could call it a wish.”

Croton’s voice was meaningful, but she still couldn’t understand its meaning. She just nodded, saying that it wasn’t a bad thing.

“I will cancel all the hypnosis that has been placed on the saintess so far”

The hypnotic words seeped into Angela’s body through her ears.

As the hypnosis that had been engraved on her soul and body was lifted, the saint’s pride and reason, which had almost disappeared, were slightly revived.

She felt ashamed as she remembered the things she had done while under hypnosis that she thought she had no choice in doing.

“읏···!”

“The eyes of the saintess I am seeing after a long time are also quite beautiful.”

Angela met Croton’s eyes for the first time in almost a month. She tried to look at him confidently like when they first met, but the moment they met, her gaze weakened.

Her instincts already recognized Croton as an unbeatable opponent.

She eventually had no choice but to look away. Croton opened his mouth again, enjoying the sight of her like that.

“Now, it’s time to hear what the saint wants.”

Looking down, Angela could only then understand the meaningful meaning of his words.

Even after the hypnosis wore off, the heated body remained the same. Not only that, the memories of pleasure engraved on the body were still twitching and arousing desire.

‘This is not right… I can’t stand it…’

Croton was asking if he would obey even if the hypnosis was lifted.

If she had asked him to let her go like this, it would have been her victory. But her instincts were demanding a different answer.

He knew that fact, so he deliberately gave her a chance.

‘If··· instead of asking me to release you here··· I ask you something else···’

Excuses were no longer acceptable.

It was simply a choice between giving up pleasure and returning as a saint revered by all, or remaining a saint who surrendered to the orcs.

‘I can’t help it···’

After a moment of deliberation, Angela was able to make a choice.

She couldn’t escape from the pleasure of feeling good. That was all she had been thinking about until now.

Eventually, she had no choice but to speak in a trembling voice.

A declaration of shameful submission.

“Please hug me···”

Angela avoided eye contact and squeezed her eyes shut.

Even though she was shaking with shame, her face was radiating excitement and anticipation.

“Since it is a request from the saint, I must grant it.”

Croton laughed happily as he remembered each and every one of Angela’s appearances.