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Translator: cyno
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The sudden command took her by surprise, but Iruna didn’t hesitate to climb down from the bed. Thanks to Sma, she had obtained her hunter’s license, escaped the threat of rape, and even learned about the act of sex—something that made her wet and giddy just thinking about it. Her life, once a monotonous routine in a quiet rural village, had completely transformed because of Sma. Their bond was so strong that even if he claimed to have made soybean paste out of red beans, she would have believed him.
Iruna had a tendency to blindly follow the words of those she trusted, and after being conditioned to be obedient through their sexual encounters, she was ready to carry out Sma’s orders without question.
Elizabeth, on the other hand, was too stunned to react properly to the sudden demand.
‘A kiss? Between me and her? Two women kissing? My first kiss? There were priestesses in our temple who kissed, but…’
Her mind was more chaotic than ever. Had she been given even a little more time, she might have rationally assessed the situation and fled. But Iruna, now a runaway train, grabbed her before she could.
“Mmm… (Let’s kiss).”
The reckless charge was so forceful that if their lips had collided head-on, it would have been less of a kiss and more of a lip tackle. By the time Elizabeth snapped back to her senses and turned her head away, it was too late.
A sharp crack rang out as her neck twisted painfully, but she managed to avert the kiss at the last second, turning it into a mere brush of lips.
“Stop this!”
“Mmmmph! (Don’t resist!)”
Iruna frowned and pressed forward, aiming for Elizabeth’s lips again. Elizabeth, despite keeping her mouth tightly shut, quickly realized Iruna’s intent.
‘She’s trying to feed me a man’s seed!’
How vile—to force a male’s essence onto her, a virgin priestess. The teachings of the goddess Dite encouraged procreation, but they also heavily condemned contraception.
Wasn’t that why she had suffered so much yesterday? The entire walk back to the inn, she had been tormented by the slick sensation between her thighs, weighed down by guilt.
‘If it had to be done, at least inject it into my—’
Elizabeth bit her lip hard, cutting off her own thoughts. There were things she could think about and things she shouldn’t. How could she entertain such depraved fantasies while being violated?
“Nghh!!”
Iruna felt Elizabeth’s jaw slacken, the tight seal of her throat loosening. If she hesitated now, the precious seed would spill.
Her muscles, honed from rural labor, flexed with strength. Elizabeth, though a priestess, couldn’t use her divine magic without revealing her identity—and so, she was overpowered.
Finally, their lips met. Elizabeth’s eyes widened in shock, while Iruna prodded with her tongue, demanding passage to transfer the seed.
“Hngh!”
Elizabeth shook her head in defiance, but their lips only ground together more intensely, turning the act into a heated, sloppy kiss. The diluted seed, mixed with saliva, seeped through the gaps of her clenched lips.
Desperate, Elizabeth racked her brain for a solution. The only way out was divine magic—but using it would expose her as a priestess. And if she did…
‘What if he already knows?’
Her gaze flicked to Sma. Their eyes met.
‘Damn, watching these beauties kiss is getting me hard.’
‘That despicable look in his eyes… He knows!’
Sma had no such intention, but Elizabeth, jumping to conclusions, activated her divine magic.
“Goddess—”
“Hahp!”
Seizing the moment her lips parted, Iruna’s tongue invaded. Divine energy surged through Elizabeth’s body, but she couldn’t push Iruna away.
The taste of seed was nothing like she expected—not fishy or thick. It slid down her throat smoothly, and with each swallow, a strange heat bloomed within her.
Her nipples stiffened, her lower abdomen grew damp, and her mind fogged over, making coherent thought impossible.
Only after she had swallowed the last drop did she realize what she had done.
‘Goddess…’
But before she could despair, a low, knowing chuckle cut through the air.
“Divine magic? So you really are Elizabeth.”
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The sight of Iruna and Elizabeth kissing was far more arousing than I’d expected. The deep red of Iruna’s lips clashing with Elizabeth’s soft pink, their mouths pressing, parting, smearing—it was a sight to make even a gay man stir.
And when Elizabeth’s lips finally opened, allowing the exchange of seed, I nearly lost control, wanting nothing more than to thrust my cock between them.
But the moment I saw her divine magic, all thoughts screeched to a halt.
Wait, she’s not just a healer—she’s a priestess? Then… is she actually Elizabeth?
I tossed out a line to confirm my suspicion.
“Divine magic? So you really are Elizabeth.”
“!!!”
Elizabeth’s horrified expression was all the answer I needed.
“How did you…?”
Bingo.
I didn’t answer, instead recalling Elizabeth’s backstory from The Priestess Who Was Raped.
Adopted into the priesthood of Dite as a child, Elizabeth had once dreamed of becoming an adventurer after meeting a traveler in her youth. But her stunning looks barred her from dungeons, relegating her to temple duties—counseling visitors and granting minor blessings.
Then, one day, she caught a nobleman and his lover having sex in the temple. After reporting it, she was harassed relentlessly by the noble’s wife and associates, forcing her into a temporary retreat.
Later, a prince recognized her talents and sponsored her. But just as she began enjoying life as a hunter, the nobleman found her—and what followed was a brutal cycle of violation, shared among his knights and servants.
The story never mentioned her disguising herself as a healer, but this was reality—things could play out differently. Given her reactions, she was likely still a virgin.
“Lucky me.”
The words slipped out before I could stop them.
“How did you know?!”
“Iruna, keep her quiet. I need to think.”
“Should we kiss again?”
“No!”
I had planned to toy with the healer a little before disciplining her with my cock—breaking her until she couldn’t live without me, then dumping her on the streets or in a dungeon to become a public urinal.
Because I thought she was just an extra. Side characters who stole my protein in adult games had to be virgins, reserved for me alone—but I didn’t care enough about extras to keep them.
“Hah! With divine magic, I’m stronger than you!”
“Eek!”
But if she was a game’s heroine? That changed everything. The process might be similar, but I’d never discard her—she’d become my personal urinal, taking only my seed.
I also knew exactly how to conquer her. By sheer coincidence, my usual methods would work. After witnessing sex for the first time, she had developed voyeuristic tendencies.
So, to make her beg, all I had to do was let her watch.
“How did it taste?”
“I… won’t lose…”
Elizabeth was now enthusiastically pinning Iruna down, mounting her in a dominant position.
If this keeps up, Iruna’s gonna cry.
I intervened.
“Elizabeth, priestess of Dite.”
“Hah?!”
She let out a strange yelp, as if she’d forgotten her own predicament in the heat of the moment. She really was as dense as Iruna.
“You really think this is the time for that? A priestess with hunter credentials, masquerading as a healer—what do you think will happen if I report this to Dite’s temple, along with what happened yesterday?”
“…”
“Now!”
While Elizabeth was still reeling, Iruna flipped their positions. Elizabeth didn’t resist—perhaps realizing how futile it was.
“You seem to understand. But don’t despair yet. I don’t actually plan to tell the temple.”
“Really?”
“As long as you behave.”
“What do I have to do? Anything!”
“Anything?”
“…”
Her confident declaration faltered as her face flushed. I could guess what she was imagining—but she didn’t outright refuse. She’d made her choice.
But I wanted to hear her say it. To beg for it.
“Say, ‘Please have sex with me.’”
“Please… I’ll do anything but that.”
Not yet, huh? Well, it was only a matter of time.
“Then just watch like before. Iruna?”
“Yes! Should we kiss?”
“No. Turn around and put your ass near her face.”
“Okay!”
“What are you—?!”
“Hey! Stay still!”
Elizabeth froze, and Iruna swiftly repositioned herself, hovering her bare backside over Elizabeth’s face. I pulled down Iruna’s panties, revealing her glistening pink folds. Elizabeth’s eyes locked onto the slick fluid dripping from the parted lips.
“Don’t tell me…?”
“We’re going to make a baby now. Since Dite encourages childbirth, why don’t you bless us while you watch?”
I gave my erect cock a few teasing strokes right in front of Elizabeth’s eyes before thrusting it into Iruna without hesitation.
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