To the Theocracy (5)

―That witch-like bitch.

That was Hairak’s assessment of me. He shot me a sharp glare before turning his back. No extra words were added. He clearly should’ve been fired, but he didn’t seem to care about his intact right arm or my overly large breasts. You could practically feel his desire to have nothing to do with me. What was certain was that it wasn’t for some cliché reason like ‘because I’m a commoner.’

His uneasy eyes looked like he was staring at a cursed antique. I stared at Hairak as he turned away. It felt bad to be looked at like a monster when I was perfectly fine, but I was glad he was losing interest.

“Shall we go, Doryeon-nim?”

“The escort?”

“…Please.”

I decided not to bring up the Mana issue just yet. Shuriel himself seemed to dislike it, and the Demon’s Mana wasn’t something I could solve. Even if I changed his body, the Mana left behind would remain. So, it seemed best to keep my mouth shut until we arrived at the Holy See.

I took Shuriel’s hand as he boarded first and stepped onto the carriage. It was different from the one we used before. Smaller in size, and the design looked sleeker overall. A cozy carriage just big enough for two people to ride comfortably. It was perfect for traversing the well-paved roads of the East. Kalberd moving to the driver’s seat wasn’t necessarily because of us, it seemed.

As always, the Count’s carriage was top-notch. The magic-engineered carriage seat snugly enveloped my butt, enhancing the riding experience, and the backrest, stitched with the leather of some unknown high-level monster, softly pushed against my leaning back.

―We’re departing!

As I was enjoying the comfort, I heard the coachman’s shout. The carriage wheels began to roll. Behind us, a carriage with three or four soldiers for ‘cleanup’ followed.

Seeing them brought back bad memories. The soldiers’ gazes as they replaced the semen and Vaginal Fluid-soaked sheets. I was so embarrassed back then, I could’ve died. Shuriel saw my face suddenly turn red and snorted, turning his head away. He took out a watch from his pocket and muttered.

“We should arrive in about a day. That is, if we get through the rocky field in the middle safely.”

“Rocky field?”

“There are troublesome monsters there. Stupid, chicken-headed things that spit corrosive saliva. The meat tastes good, so we leave it as a hunting ground… but if we’re unlucky, the carriage wheels could get damaged.”

Chickens that spit corrosive saliva, huh? I was curious about what they looked like, but since we were passing through, I’d probably see them someday. And even if it broke, I could just fix it. There was also the option of putting up a shield before it broke. I wasn’t particularly worried. Even if I didn’t step in, Kalberd or Shuriel would take care of it.

‘Well… should I meditate a bit…?’

Needing to refine my plans, I leaned back and began to meditate.

* * *

Thirty minutes after I internally declared I would meditate.

“Heeak, heeuh…”

“Move more actively. Having such lewd breasts and doing nothing… it’s almost infuriating.”

“Heugeut, ye, yeeht…”

I knew full well that the fiend-like Shuriel would touch my body―more than enough, I was almost certain―but I didn’t expect him to tear my clothes off just thirty minutes into the ride. But. I was the one who said he could violate or hit me whenever he wanted, so I couldn’t complain.

I hugged Shuriel tightly as I was impaled by his dick. My ample breasts were crushed, creating a sense of pressure. He raised his hips, stabbing deep into my uterus, while simultaneously pinching my erect nipples to induce an orgasm.

The pain of having my flesh pinched caused my vagina to contract. My custom-made pussy, now exclusively for Shuriel, shamelessly leaked fluids, tightening its grip. The dick stirring inside reacted to the lewdly tightening pussy, growing even larger.

“Ah, don’t inside, hee…”

I clenched my teeth, holding back moans. I hadn’t even felt the sensation of cumming yet, but I was afraid I’d be cummed in without even being able to say anything, so I spoke up in advance. It’s not like a baby would die from being cummed in… but if I increased the size of the barrier like last time, I’d become pregnant again.

Then I’d have to get the semen out, but I couldn’t possibly get that much semen out inside the carriage, so I’d inevitably have to get it out outside. I didn’t have the confidence to face the soldiers as a pregnant woman. I was afraid of what they’d say again.

“Really?”

“Hagik, heegiit?!”

However. Every time Shuriel raised his hips. Every time that big, long dick pressed firmly against my cervix. My vision turned white, and I couldn’t think of anything. Shuriel’s dick, deeply embedded inside me, stamped down with a thud, thud every time I regained my composure, turning me into a fool who knew nothing but pleasure.

He knew me too well. He knew that if he thrust without giving me a chance to breathe, I would eventually surrender. The dizziness brought on by shortness of breath. I smiled brightly and panted like a dog. Then, I felt someone caressing my head. It was Shuriel.

He caressed my head and playfully grabbed my breasts. His fingers touched various parts of my body before moving to my mouth, where he ravaged my tongue. Like a pet… no, a toy. Livestock. An onahole. It was treatment that offered no human dignity, but I turned even these emotions into pleasure.

“Say it again. Really?”

“Hueeu…”

I looked up at Shuriel with glazed eyes. It was pure evil to hold my tongue and tell me to speak. I gave up on speaking and wiggled my body back and forth, using my large breasts. The tips of my nipples grazed against the hem of my clothes, bringing a thrilling pleasure. It was as if I was using Shuriel’s body to masturbate.

“…Lewd.”

“Heut, hueuh…”

His hand was removed, and I regained freedom of my mouth. I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with the temporary freedom. Of course, even this didn’t last long. The sensation of a slick tongue. Shuriel, who had lifted my chin and raised my face, inserted his tongue as is, filling my mouth with his saliva.

There was no way I, who couldn’t even breathe properly, could accept the kiss normally, and the saliva that couldn’t be swallowed fell in lines. It didn’t matter. He would like even this side of me, saying it was cute.

There was no will of my own in any of these movements. I, who could do anything proactively, conversely found pleasure in passivity. A body that didn’t move as I wanted. Words and actions that went against my will. When someone tried to force me and make me obey their will. I felt the ultimate pleasure in following them.

“Puhaeuh…”

“Haa… I’ll ask one last time. Really?”

Shuriel held my waist and slowly stirred his thing. The flesh inside, filled with his dick, couldn’t adapt to the gentle movement and squirted Vaginal Fluid. His pants became soaked with Vaginal Fluid. I buried my face in his chest and said in a voice drenched in ecstasy.

“Ah anhee… Saju, sehyuh…”

If I said those words.

There was no choice but to answer like this.

―Squeak!

“Higiiiit―?!”

Hearing my answer, Shuriel grinned and lifted my body up and down. When he grabbed my waist and lifted me up, my flesh bulged out with a zzzzzt sound, and when he lowered me again, it scratched against my vaginal walls with a thud. It was several times more intense than moving his hips. My small frame was perfect for use as an onahole.

My tongue came out, and my eyes rolled back. With each piston stroke, my belly protruded in the shape of Shuriel’s dick. But it didn’t tear. My body had been modified to fit Shuriel’s dick, almost to the point of being remodeled.

―Thud! Shuriel, who roughly slammed his thing into my body after lowering it, gently stroked my belly, which protruded in the shape of his dick, and then laid me down on the carriage seat.

“When we reach the midpoint, get out as is. Don’t get the semen out. Understand?”

“Ye, yehee… Heueuk?!”

―Bururuk!!

No sooner had he finished speaking than the semen came in. The dick, which had been slammed in with the force to pierce my uterus, spewed out hot, sticky semen without a break, as large as it was. Shuriel, instead of pulling his dick out during ejaculation, thrust it in even deeper and continued to cum for dozens of seconds.

I arched my back like a bow at the ridiculous amount and orgasmed. Vaginal Fluid squirted out, staining the seat. To be able to cum three people’s worth of semen alone. He was a monster. The semen of such a monster gurgled and filled my uterus.

“Huaeuh―…”

Again. He cummed inside again. Only after cumming did I regain my senses, and I lamented in regret.

“I have something prepared, so stay like that for a moment.”

What did he prepare…? I tried to turn my glazed eyes to look at Shuriel, but my foolish pussy had no intention of letting go of Shuriel’s dick. Shuriel had to roughly pull out his dick to finish the intercourse, and I writhed at the pleasure of it scraping against my vaginal walls.

In the end, I didn’t see what he had prepared until he completely pulled out his dick. To top it off, my belly began to swell. The child’s effort to push out the semen. I closed my eyes and savored the sensation of my belly swelling.

“Hyahueu… Again, again… my belly…”

Shuriel frowned as he saw my swollen belly, as if bad memories had resurfaced. Shreuk. The sharp friction of metal dragging could be heard. I opened my eyes at the sudden metallic sound and raised my head. Surely he wasn’t going to cut off my limbs like last time. We were inside the carriage? Surely, he was sane when I looked into his eyes.

“Shuriheel…?”

But contrary to my worries, nothing happened. Only, something was put around my neck.

―Click.

A large, solid metal necklace that couldn’t be removed no matter how hard I pulled. Shuriel put a leash on me.

“I’ve wanted to put this on you at least once every time I see you. Ha… It suits you better than I thought. I’ll have to prepare one every time we ride in the carriage from now on.”

“T-this is…?”

Shuriel wrapped the chain attached to the leash around his hand and pulled it back sharply.

―Whoosh!

“Kakeuh?!”

I was being strangled. I couldn’t breathe and struggled. The leash grew smaller and smaller, compressing my neck. The more I struggled, the stronger the tightening became. Shuriel smiled nastily and let go of his hand.

The tightening weakened. I took a breath and slowly analyzed what was around my neck. Then, I soon remembered. This was a restraint used in dungeons and such. A leash that tightened the more you tried to escape. I didn’t understand why he was putting something like this on me all of a sudden, but my eyes were filled with lust as I looked at the leash.

“Stay in that state until we arrive.”

“Ueu…”

“The answer?”

“…Nehee.”

A short, chubby girl holding her large belly, leaking semen between her legs, was already depraved enough. To think she was wearing a leash used by slaves or criminals? I, to think I’m going to show this side of me to others…? He was planning to torment me on purpose. Or, he was planning to let the other soldiers know that he owned me. Just imagining myself going outside in this state made my body heat up.

* * *

Half a day passed, and as we entered the dark dawn. We arrived at the rocky field Shuriel had mentioned. A rocky field inhabited by many chicken-headed creatures that spit corrosive saliva.

The coachman said that there were more chickens than he thought, so it would be impossible to advance further, and declared that he would rest until dawn. It would probably take about three hours. The soldiers could reduce the number of chickens roaming around in the meantime.

I looked outside. The two coachmen were sitting on a rock, smoking. The three soldiers who had followed us were swinging their swords, warming up. Only Kalberd, who was the only one who knew what had happened in the back, remained as he was, with his eyes closed.

“Ueu…”

“Not thinking of getting out?”

“Ah, no. I’ll get out.”

…If I go out, I’ll be caught right away.

The clanging of the chains sounded particularly loud.