88 – Unblessed Wedding (4)

It wasn’t until the air left in my mouth was exhausted that the saintess took her lips away from me.

”Pu, pooh…! Bup! wait a minute! town! Awesome! Ugh!”

But it didn’t take long before I realized that it was only a brief reprieve.

It was because the saintess’s tongue, which cunningly squeezed into her wide-open mouth for smooth breathing, stirred up my consciousness once again, which was about to calm down for a moment.

”Huh! Wow, pooh! town!”

It was as if soft jelly drenched in thick honey was running around in my mouth.

I tried desperately to get out of this ecstatic noose by moving my body, which could hardly listen to words, with all my might.

Grabbing the back of my hair and sweeping my forehead from bottom to top, the saintess only frantically wriggled her tongue as if my fleeting resistance was just ridiculous.

”Mmm! Ttaep!”

”Puha! Yes, yes?”

Like a parent who insists on their child’s mistakes, the saintess suddenly scolded me.

The situation where the original role relationship has become completely opposite is full of energy.

Even though it was a perfect opportunity to stop her, the reason I couldn’t even utter a proper objection was because my head, unable to fully accept this bizarre situation, was instantly burned.

Clap! Go crazy!

Even in the hazy consciousness that seemed to be covered in thick fog, the heterogeneous sensations felt in every joint of the body were extremely clear.

Both arms in the air. Kneeling both legs on the floor.

As if someone had sewn it, the translucent chains entangled all over my body did not allow me any freedom.

It was to the point where I could clearly feel that my energy was drying up just by twisting my neck just a little bit.

A doll for playing house where everything is controlled by a child’s small hand.

There is probably no other phrase that can more fully describe my current situation.

”That’s right!”

It was then.

The saintess, who met my gaze by gently lifting my chin with her index finger, looked into my eyes for a while.

I wondered if time had stopped momentarily.

The illusion quickly dissipated as the saliva dripping from my mouth like the sand of an hourglass told the story that time was clearly passing even in this dreamy space.

However, I would rather have stopped.

From the depths of my heart, I longed for and longed for.

The saintess’s rubellite eyes filled my retinas.

Because the emotion close to urge that glistened in those mysterious eyes seemed to warn me that this was just the beginning.

”ha····. ha····. Come on, lady. Stop right now…”

”Well.”

”castle····.”

”Well.”

”Wheh, wellna… Everything, stop right now…”

I tried to push the saintess as firmly as I could, but it was obvious how this trivial growl, which was not even the cry of a dying sheep, had reached her ears.

”I can’t hear you…!? Well Na! Right now… haa… ee, release this…!”

”····”

Even the shouting, which mobilized all the remaining energy in my body, ended up as a pointless whining, and there were not many effective means left for me.

There was no point.

Now that this has happened, I have no choice but to use the last resort.

It was a strategy that dug into the fact that although I couldn’t even lift a finger because of the unidentified chain that had been hit in the muscles of my body, I was relatively free compared to other places in my mouth.

sleep

I don’t know how scary the world is, but it’s because I’m a holy woman who is afraid of getting scars on my body.

It was clear that if she chewed her tongue on the spot and inflicted noticeable scars on her eyes, the saintess’ sudden outrage could easily be extinguished.

Usually, it was a card that I couldn’t easily take out because I was concerned about the saintess’s emotional safety, but now that the saintess’s virginity might be lost, it was no longer the time to choose means and methods.

Fortunately, contrary to popular belief, humans do not die by chewing their tongue.

I know because I have chewed it once before.

The overflowing blood pooled in the lower jaw, and the sharp pain that would occasionally rise from the root of the tongue would be considerable, but such wounds could only be healed with prayer later.

but.

”no.”

”Urban!”

Like an arrow, the saintess’s fingers penetrated my mouth in an instant, and my attempt was ruthlessly stopped.

”Hee hee♪”

”Huh, Mr. Hungnyeo…?”

The saintess, who was gently pressing down on my lower teeth with her index finger, smiled brightly, and the thoughts I felt from that dreary atmosphere were so dark and sticky that I couldn’t even describe them with my limited vocabulary.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the fingers are the most fragile and dull parts of the human body, except for the eyes.

On the other hand, human tooth strength is about 70kg. If it burrows into a bone, it can bite off a person’s fragile fingers.

Even in a situation where her fingers might have been split in two if the timing was slightly off, the saintess, who calmly brushed my teeth like a pianist striking the keys, soon said to me:

”brother. Well Na. Oh no.”

”····!”

Goosebumps ran through his body, and the belated realization pierced his brain like an awl.

that this was a trap An elaborate trap she dug in advance to examine whether or not I had any intention of rebelling.

”Then again…”

”Whe, well na! for a moment! Wait a minute! now! Not now! People! People see! yes?”

It was a pretty plausible excuse for hurriedly spitting out the alternative that immediately popped into my head.

Avoid skinship in front of other people.

Because this was a firm promise between me and the saintess.

Therefore, unlike the audience room, which is a space for just the two of us, this cramped church is full of guests to celebrate the couple’s union. there will be

”it’s okay.”

”It’s okay, what’s okay… ah····.”

With an indifferent word, the saintess pointed somewhere with a wink, and immediately after I inadvertently chased the trail, a chill that seemed to have cooled my entire body swallowed me without warning.

The guests who were heating up the atmosphere of the church noisily. It was because all of them were turning towards us in unison, covering their eyes with both hands, with bright smiles painted on their lips.

It was such a strange sight that if I hadn’t seen them come to life just a moment ago, I would have thought that someone had set up mannequins in an isolated church.

”What the hell is this, eup! Draw! Oops! ”

My mouth was blocked again as I tried to say something frightened.

Due to the posture of the saintess, who tightly wrapped her arms around my face so that my chin pointed toward the sky, even retreat from the inside of my mouth was eventually blocked.

I struggled by squeezing the few droplets of life left in my body to the limit, but the saintess seemed to see even my feeble resistance as part of her entertainment, and only occasionally pushed her tongue into my mouth with a small laugh.

gulp. gulp.

Dense saliva, incomparable to honey, flowed slowly through my throat, creating a sinister sound.

It was from then.

What I realized was that the fire of resistance that had been burning fiercely inside me was drenched in the fragrant water droplets and was gradually extinguished.

”Puhaa…”

”Heo-eok… Awesome! Ahhh… Ha, ha, ha…”

Even during the brief moment when the saintess caught her breath, it was hard for me to rest my body and mind because of the saintess’ wicked movements as she wriggled ceaselessly while closely adhering to my body.

Is there any way to get out of this swamp of pleasure?

No, why did I want to escape from this supreme pleasure in the first place?

I thought it was rather fortunate that my whole body was restrained.

It was because I didn’t know what I would do to the saintess if I were allowed physical freedom now, half eaten by primordial lust.

It was around the time that my thinking, unable to bear the pleasures and pleasures that seemed out of this world, was gradually breaking down, like a can being crushed under such strong water pressure.

”Can you release me?”

”Ha, ha… Hee hee, ha… to····?”

Sitting on top of my legs, the saintess wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me, leaving a moist whisper in my ear.

”I’ll let you go if you tell me that you’ll do well for the rest of your life.”

”forever····.”

It was close to impossible to fully grasp the meaning of the words with a mind and body that had become rags from unbearable pleasure.

”From now on, if you tell me that you only talk to Wellna, hug only Wella, and only hug Wellna, I’ll let you go.”

I couldn’t even see the saintess holding the ring box that had been stolen from me with her eyes swollen with anticipation.

I was just thrilled and grateful that there was an end to this ecstatic hell.

but.

”say.”

Why?

I could have been freed from her with just a single word, but my foolish lips were still immovable.

”say.”

Even though that violent resonant sound, as if it had been stabbed directly into my soul, urged me to make a choice, my lips, which felt heavier than a thousand pounds, could not be easily separated.

Even I, the person involved, couldn’t figure out what the source of that strong feeling was.

I could only speculate that it might be because my body and mind were entangled with a vague sense of duty that, as a decent saint, I must not condone the saintess’ wrong choice.

Because of this, he vigorously chewed his lower lip with his fangs and lowered his head to express his strong intention of refusal instead.

”····”

That moment was the last time my consciousness was able to maintain even a faint circle, even a thin outline.

”Father—!”

It would not be an exaggeration to say that my consciousness was completely buried in the sweet and sticky mire until the hero’s urgent voice called out to me.

An enchanting yet terrifying, ecstatic yet terrifying ant hell.

What would have happened if the warrior’s sonorous voice hadn’t dug me up there.

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Just imagining it for a moment makes me feel distinctly chilled.