Chapter Index





    Happiness Church

    “Huum… eup. Chup…! Chureup.”

    Currently, I was sitting with my legs spread wide on a stylish and large chair that only a king would sit on.

    Between my legs, a beautiful woman with a chic appearance was kneeling and diligently sucking my penis.

    “Her name is Shim Eun-young. She is currently a 26-year-old woman working at a securities company.”

    Ji-young, who was standing next to me like a secretary, seemed to have already memorized everything. She was rattling off information about the beauty sucking my penis, one by one.

    “I’m Shim Eun-young, Saint-nim.”

    As soon as Ji-young finished speaking, Shim Eun-young stopped sucking fiercely, raised her hands politely, and bowed her head.

    “Y-yes.”

    I had become somewhat accustomed to being in such relationships with multiple women, but I was not used to receiving unilateral, infinite favor and service from women I didn’t even love.

    No, wait. Aren’t my current girlfriends similar? Hmm… Thinking about it, it feels that way too.

    “S-suck again.”

    “Yes, Saint-nim.”

    Shim Eun-young, showing no sign of dislike, lowered her head and put my penis in her mouth.

    “How is it? Are you alright?”

    The playful question from the cult leader, Ji-young.

    Am I alright? Alright… To be honest, it was good.

    I had created four more girlfriends in addition to my girlfriend-nim and crossed the threshold of having a harem, so now, even when I saw other pretty women, I was overcome with the urge to fuck them, although not as much as Ji-young.

    This must be the Kang Min-hoon that Ji-young wants.

    So, to become that version of myself as much as possible, I would point out the women I wanted when I was out with her and then fuck them.

    “It’s alright… But, Eun-young… Ah. Why did you join the Happiness Church?”

    I was curious.

    Why would this beauty, Shim Eun-young, join this Happiness Church, which was no different from a cult, and try to offer her body to a man she had never met?

    Could she have been brainwashed?

    Could she be trapped due to an unfair contract?

    Because I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was suspecting my girlfriend-nim, which I shouldn’t do.

    No matter what, I’m okay with consensual sex, but I don’t want forced sex like this.

    “I received a great favor from the previous cult leader.”

    “Favor?”

    It’s not going to be like those zealous cult followers who hear some doctrine and start living their lives anew, is it?

    “I was betrayed by a friend I trusted, abandoned by my boyfriend. And in the end, I was abandoned and sold off even by the parents I didn’t even think of as parents, and a life of sexual slavery awaited me.”

    “Sexual slavery?”

    “Yes, you’re thinking correctly, Saint-nim.”

    “Wait. That exists in modern times?”

    “Yes, it exists. It’s so openly prevalent that it’s harder to find conglomerates that don’t do it, but it’s just not known.”

    I was surprised.

    Even though I had expected such inappropriate acts to occur to some extent, I couldn’t help but be surprised to see a victim right in front of me.

    “And then, for the first time, when I was about to be violated as a sex slave, the cult leader saved me and even arranged a new job for me. So, I was able to live as an ordinary woman, Shim Eun-young, working at a securities company.”

    She wiped her eyes and teared up.

    “I know what you want to say. That what I’m doing now is no different from that. And that it’s a cult.”

    “……”

    It seems she wasn’t brainwashed.

    “That’s right. In some ways, it is a cult.”

    She raised her head and looked at me with her moist eyes.

    “But what does it matter if it’s a cult? What does it matter if I do this? The Happiness Church created by Yoon Ji-young cult leader doesn’t take anything away from me. Rather, it has given me practical blessings that even other large religions couldn’t give me, so there’s no reason not to believe. So, this act is something I’m doing willingly, and it’s the only offering I can make.”

    Haum.

    Shim Eun-young seemed to have said everything she wanted to say, and she began to suck my penis diligently again.

    Geez… It’s a bit hard to say anything.

    According to her words, she entered the Happiness Church to repay the favor she received from Ji-young, and once she entered, she didn’t suffer any losses. Instead, she said that she wanted to repay the favor she received by serving me, so it was hard to stop her.

    Because of that.

    Kkattak kkattak.

    Ji-young, who was standing next to me, nodded with a smile.

    “Okay. I understand.”

    I grabbed Shim Eun-young’s head and shook it as if I were using a masturbation device.

    She was making painful expressions and gagging from below, but she didn’t show any actions that could be called resistance, so I didn’t stop the intense actions until I ejaculated.

    And soon, I ejaculated inside Shim Eun-young’s mouth.

    “Haa… haa…..”

    Shim Eun-young, who had swallowed everything, let out a rough breath and struggled to get up.

    “Saint-nim. This time, I will serve you here.”

    She climbed on top of me seductively, fitted my penis into her deeply wet vagina, and lowered her waist.

    “Heuaaaang!”

    A loud moan like a scream. The trembling of her body that followed was transmitted to me as it was.

    “If it’s hard, take a break…”

    “No. Shake your waist.”

    “Yes, yes. Cult leader-nim.”

    At Ji-young’s one word, she started shaking her waist, even biting her lower lip.

    “Aheuk…! Euk… euheut!”

    How long had it been since she started shaking her waist, forcibly enduring the pain she felt?

    “Haeung… eun.”

    Before I knew it, she was letting out sweet moans, and I could feel that she was shaking her waist because she wanted to, not because she was being forced.

    “It seems the practice has helped.”

    “Yes, yes. Cult leader… Haeueut! -nim.”

    She nodded at Ji-young’s words, who was smiling brightly as if satisfied.

    By the way, practice?

    “What do you mean?”

    “Literally, Saint-nim’s penis is so big that you might not be able to serve properly. So, women who are not virgins can’t practice because of their hymens, but women who are not virgins like Eun-young believer-nim have been practicing in advance.”

    “……”

    Thorough.

    It’s thorough, but I wondered if it was necessary to be so thorough with even this.

    “Alright, alright. Hurry up and ejaculate to impregnate her.”

    Impregnate? That’s easier said than done. No matter what, it’s absurd to make her carry a child.

    “Ah, Saint-nim’s child.”

    However, Shim Eun-young widened her eyes and started shaking her waist even more intensely, as if she wanted to have my child.

    Why is she like this?

    “Saint-nim. Please bestow your grace.”

    “No, wait a minute. Isn’t pregnancy a bit much?”

    She has her own life, so it’s a bit much to make her have my child.

    “It’s okay. Shim Eun-young believer-nim will now be Saint-nim’s sex toy… no, sex slave? No, that’s not it either. Hmm. Onahole? No. No, that’s not it.”

    After finishing her 고민.

    “She has decided to become a concubine.”

    She tried to put it indirectly, but it didn’t seem to work very well.

    “Yes, yes. Saint-nim. Heueut… eut. The women of the Happiness Church are…! All. Saint-nim’s women… Euaaat!”

    Shim Eun-young couldn’t finish her sentence and threw her head back, climaxing.

    I ended up ejaculating at the trembling body and the sensation of her vagina.

    “Was your sexual desire relieved to some extent?”

    Nod nod.

    Actually, not at all.

    I wanted to relieve this frustration through Ji-young, but I grabbed my still confused head and decided that it was a priority to learn about the Happiness Church first.

    “Then let’s go. Saint-nim. Eun-young believer-nim, please change your clothes quickly and come.”

    “Haeueu… haeueu… Yes, yes. Cult leader-nim.”

    Shim Eun-young stood up with her trembling legs and struggled to fix her clothes, and we left her behind and headed somewhere.

    “Hey… Ji-young-ah?”

    “I’ll explain a little later. No, I’ll explain when we get home.”

    “Okay.”

    There must be a reason why she would only explain when we got home, so I quietly followed her.

    And we arrived here.

    Like in a movie, where a king from the Middle Ages goes up to a high place in the castle and gives a speech. We stepped into such a place.

    “Waaaaah!”

    Below, countless believers wearing white clothes, the religious attire of the Happiness Church, cheered as they looked at us.

    “Huh? Isn’t that woman Yuri?”

    The women standing at the very front wearing slightly different believer attire were all incredibly beautiful.

    And among them, one beauty stood out.

    “It’s Yuri.”

    Ji-young says it’s her.

    She had briefly gained popularity with her looks alone, but her dancing, acting, and singing were so terrible that she was gradually forgotten. Then, suddenly, she returned as if she had become a completely different person, with everything perfected.

    When I was in the military, her popularity was so immense that every soldier would watch Yuri’s shows, even if they weren’t interesting.

    But why is she here…? Ah, wait a minute. I’m sure Yuri said this in an interview when asked how her skills suddenly improved.

    She said she received one-on-one lessons from a special person.

    Then who is that special person? It was someone about whom no information was known. Could it be.

    “That’s right. It’s me.”

    As if she read my thoughts, Ji-young answered.

    “And now, she worships you like a god and is the most ardent believer in the Happiness Church, loving you even though she doesn’t know your face.”

    That Yuri loves me.

    “For your information, Yuri is a virgin. She wants to give it to you. For life.”

    Twitch twitch.

    She’s not on Ji-young’s level, but she’s famous enough in foreign countries for her looks to be slapped on the cheek, and she’s offering me her virginity? She wants to live as my woman for life?

    The corners of my mouth kept twitching.

    “Here. This is your world. Hoon-ah. No, Saint-nim.”

    Unable to hold back my laughter any longer, I hugged her.

    “Yeah. It’s mine.”

    From now on, I became completely transformed, like a trashy erotic novel protagonist who wants to fuck any pretty woman.


    0 Comments

    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period.
    Note
    // Script to navigate with arrow keys