I’m a Hostage Princess, But My Confinement Is Way Too Cozy - Chapter 44

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Then again, I was a bit surprised myself. Before, any brief respite was spent just catching my breath and staring blankly, but now I could maintain my clarity while enjoying the subtle pleasures. I guess s*x is a form of cardio; maybe my stamina was just improving.

As if disliking the fact my eyes were relatively clear, Ruasil adjusted his hips and resumed his thrusts with wet, slapping sounds. Squish, thump! As my climax was intensely pressured, my mind went blank white and my vision blurred. Only then did he seem satisfied, smiling beautifully with his eyes curved into crescents. It’s never easy to deceive this lascivious man’s eyes.

“It seems the energy of Kinamun is particularly strong today. A special Ritual of Purification will be necessary.”

He shoved his unyielding c**k deep to the entrance of my colon, released his seed, and then slowly pulled it out. The long shaft seemed to slide out endlessly along my insides. It was hard to believe, even seeing it, that monstrous pillar had been inside me. A tingling shiver ran down my spine.

With a pop, his c**k slipped out, and I felt the slick fluid trickle down the canal to my perineum. Then, in time with my panting breaths, globs of c*m plopped out in thick drops.

He clicked his tongue as if it were a waste, then pulled a potion bottle from the inner pocket of his white robe. His serpentine, sly tongue darted out to moisten his slightly dry lower lip.

“Princess.”

“Y-Yes…”

“You have heard the story, haven’t you? How the mother of Erios conceived a god while still a virgin.”

“……”

This is my first time hearing of such a thing, but I was curious about Ruasil’s intentions in bringing it up, so I gave a slight nod. Ruasil’s smiling eyes deepened.

“Virgin conception is a blessing dreamed of by any Child of Erios. So enamored with this blessing, the temple has secretly been distributing this special holy water.”

After he uncorked the vial, he scooped up some of the pink holy water with his index finger. The gel-like holy water glistened on his fingertip. It seemed closer to a cream than water.

As he spread the liquid from his finger onto my n****e, he spouted this insane nonsense.

“It’s a holy water that lets you produce b****t milk without being pregnant.”

“…What?”

“Apply it daily, and whenever you yearn for Erios’s blessing, I’ll make you drip milk.”

A tingling sensation spread, following the persistent motion of his finger rolling over my n****e. Even I was hearing about a holy water that induces lactation for the first time. It wasn’t in the original story.

My bewilderment was short-lived as my entire chest heated up with a sharp, aching warmth, as if buds were swelling all over. A slick current of electricity flowed along my milk ducts. Ruasil removed his hand, which had been kneading my n****e, crossed his arms, and simply left me be.

My sensitivity soared, hot and feverish, as if a plaster had been applied to my chest. Even though no one was touching me, my skin quivered and trembled; though no one was sucking, a strong suction sensation emanated from my areolas. Stimulated as if being caressed, my waist kept twitching. My b*****s swayed, and my stiff, e***t n*****s shook. That alone was such intense stimulation that a moan leaked out.

“Hhuu…. Haaah….”

“Ha, what should we do with this lewd body of yours? You can’t even endure the process of purifying your body.”

He flicked my n****e with his fingertip. Stars burst before my eyes, and my waist jolted upward. The High Priest let out a sinister laugh.

“Beg for me to suck them.”

“N, no… I don’t….”

I gritted my teeth and deliberately shook my head. I knew well that feeble resistance only fueled Ruasil’s sadism.

Sure enough, as if enjoying my defiance, he gave a nasty smile and pinched my n****e firmly between his thumb and forefinger.

“It seems you still have the energy to be stubborn.”

His hand persistently chased after my n****e, tapping it tap, tap, tap, almost like scratching. A moan, mixed with a nasal sound, burst out involuntarily.

“Aahng! Uh, hih!”

“Stubborn until the end, even though you’ll eventually be panting with pleasure.”

Leaving me adrift in the pleasure, Ruasil stood up and retrieved two white balls from his robe pocket. They seemed to be the same objects he had inserted into me over the past few days.

He pushed the balls deep into both holes, far enough that my hands couldn’t reach them. The balls, clinging tightly to my inner walls, began to vibrate softly from within.

“I, It’s strange… Th, they’re st-stuck…”

“Clever girl.”

“T, take them out…”

“Wrong. You should ask for them to be shoved in deeper.”

“Ugh…”

I gnawed on my lower lip and glared at him, and he let out a soft chuckle, covering his mouth with his hand. A stream of transparent fluid trickled from his twitching c**k. He seemed utterly delighted to be tormenting me.

Unable to resist the tantalizing pleasure, he looked down at my panting form with satisfaction as he methodically put his priestly robes back on. It seemed he intended to leave me here like this.

After he had even fastened his robe, he spoke with the feigned compassion of a benevolent priest.

“I hope you can hold on until I return tomorrow.”

“……!”