"Haaaaahn... I came out agaaain...♥"

Realizing she was standing outside the pigsty, Eleonora swallowed hard—Gulp—as if the very statement was a contradiction in itself.

"Yes, if he won’t give me food, isn’t it only natural for this sow to go hunt for her meal herself...?!"

Was she perhaps treating it as a substitute for his cock?

Eleonora leaned her body against the greatsword she had thrust into the ground for her dance last night. The flat of the blade, scorching hot from the morning sun, pressed firmly against her bare breasts. But rather than pulling away, Eleonora trembled at the sensation—Shiver—and licked her lips.

"Haaah... As expected, this feels so good. Being naked under the cover of night is fine, but the thrill of imagining someone watching me in broad daylight like this... I can’t hold it back...♥"

It was a terrifying statement. If it wasn’t, why would her pussy be trembling uncontrollably, shedding its own cold sweat—or rather, slick juices?

"Right, if that bastard won’t come to me, I just have to go to him. He is defenseless right now. That means even if I devour him right now, fuck him over and over, he can’t resist at all...!"

Why hadn’t she thought of this sooner? Was she actually a genius?

She had her sword. She could wander freely outside. That meant no one could stop her if she went to find him and raided him right now. Even if a Master-class fighter appeared, who could stop her—the continent’s only Grand Master capable of severing heads with a single strike?

"Hu, huhuhu... Yes, this is revenge. Payback for how he ruthlessly used me all this time. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Just as he violated me, I shall violate him in return...!"

It had been merely a day—just a single day—without receiving his cock and semen, yet her flesh, already corrupted by his seed, was aching for it.

"To dare leave me neglected like this, making me worry while he sleeps with his legs stretched out... And to neglect me again... If this isn’t him tempting me to come and devour him, then what is it...♥"

"Now that he thinks he’s going to die, is he trying to seduce me with that majestic cock of his?!"

"Just you wait. I’ll swallow up that cheeky cock with this pussy of mine right this instant!"

Perhaps she felt that threatening him with a sword was too boring; Eleonora threw her sword behind her back and began to walk toward Rafe’s house.

Bounce, Bounce.

Like a runway model, her massive tits swayed violently left and right with every step. Before, she would have thought such breasts burdensome—wondering why she even had to carry them around—but now, steeped in lust, Eleonora simply smiled at the vulgar nipple piercings that were practically the symbol of a sow.

"More importantly, is anyone watching...? I’m so worried...♥"

Of course, contrary to her words, she wasn’t hiding; she was practically begging to be seen, shaking her tits and ass even more furiously as she walked. She no longer felt any shame in wandering around stark naked.

Eleonora called herself a "Time-Limited Sow" until tomorrow, but...

"Is there really no one here? Even though I have a master and cannot give you my body, you can use me as eye candy. Please, look at me with contemptuous eyes..."

Showing off her breasts and ass while looking for an audience in these deep mountains, far from civilization... She was a perfect nympho, a shameless sow in every sense of the word.

"It ends tomorrow. Tomorrow I will kill him and return to my old self..."

Before that, she would take her revenge in her own way! She would fuck him senseless, over and over...!

But then, a thought suddenly struck Eleonora.

"But what if... what if he starts to hate me? What if he gets really disappointed and decides to throw me away?"

Just around the corner of the pigsty lay the yard of Rafe’s house. Eleonora, turning pale in an instant, quickly pressed her body against the wall of the pigsty, fearing she might be seen from the yard.

The man who took her purity, honor, and pride—her everything—was right around that corner. But why was she hiding like this?

It was like a child who had lied to their parents for the first time.

As if she had committed a grave sin that weighed heavily on her conscience.

Eleonora shook her head violently and muttered to herself.

"W-Wrong...? What did I do wrong? I am the victim here. The one at fault is the Master who kidnapped me, trampled on everything I was, and trained me into this lewd body... Ahem... It’s that guy’s fault, isn’t it? What’s so wrong about giving a taste of his own medicine to the man who trained me into such a lewd sow...?"

Wait.

Sow?

She didn’t know what triggered it, but Eleonora collapsed onto the ground, mindlessly muttering the word over and over.

"Sow... Sow..."

"If a sow is a vulgar term for female slaves even lower than... sex slaves... then right now, I am his female slave..."

But what was she doing right now? Even though she was a time-limited sow, the action she was about to take was strictly an act against Master—it was massive disloyalty!

"What am I doing? Crawling out without orders... and e-even planning to e-eat Master...?!"

No matter how hungry for cock she was, how dare a mere sow! She didn’t know exactly what a sow should do, but one thing was certain:

To receive Master’s affection, to hope for his grace, she had to lie flat at his feet. If told to strip anywhere, she must strip. If told to spread her pussy, she must gladly spread it wide, dripping lewd juices, becoming a filthy female completely obedient to Master’s words.

"What if... What if Master is testing me? To see if I act on my own without orders, or if I can’t control my own heat and try to covet him?"

Permanent Estrus. That was something Rafe had once said to Eleonora.

He threatened to turn her into a lewd female, always wet and ready to accept his cock, saying it like a habit.

So, being constantly in heat was natural. But if she couldn’t control it, she was lower than a sow—she was just a beast!

"This is a test. A test to see if I am merely a lewd slut crazy for cock, or a loyal sow devoted to Master and Master’s Cock!"

Whore and Sow. Both spread their legs and take cocks, but a whore opens up for anyone for profit. A sow, however, is a dedicated whore who remains loyal only to the Master she serves, spreading her legs only for him. There was a clear difference.

"If I rape him like this, I will fall to become a mere whore, neither a knight nor a sow...!"

If she couldn’t control her carnal lust and fucked him for the sake of revenge, she would become a filthy whore, worse than a sow.

"Being a sow isn’t just about being lewd. Even when in heat like this, waiting for Master’s orders requires loyalty and restraint—virtues no different from those of a knight...!"

Indeed, a sow with the discipline of a knight. Wasn’t this the very definition of the "Sow Knight" he spoke of?

In that sense, she was currently committing a grave act of disloyalty towards her Master. Not only escaping her pen without permission but harboring impure thoughts of attacking Master just because she was horny on her own!

"T-This isn’t the time. Not the time... I-I must return to the pen quickly. If he finds out I acted on my own...?!"

Even if she killed him tomorrow, today she was his sow.

Although the condition of it being "time-limited" existed, that word had long been forgotten in Eleonora’s mind.

She would really be abandoned! A disappointed Master would not grant her his grace! It would mean disqualification as a sow!

"Right, I must go back. Go back and think again..."

Eleonora, shivering at the thought that Master might never come to hold her again, spoke quietly.

"I-If I stay like this for a few days... M-Master... that man will surely appear to train me as if nothing happened. Then I will obey his orders, pretend to be trained, and mimic his sow. I can escape anytime I want, after all. But if he locks me in the pen again after that... then I-I have no choice but to carry his child... and become his sow for real... O-Of course I hate it, but... if a child grows in my womb, I’ll have no choice but to be his sow. Yes, regardless of my will, as his sow...!"

Yes, a little more. She needed a little more time to think.

From the moment she arrived here, she had never stopped thinking about escape—until now. But not this time.

She needed time to think.

To take a moment.

A moment to strengthen her resolve and reaffirm her will to stand proudly against him...

—Clack!

"Hiii-eeeek?!"