"Well, is there a problem?"

"N-No, it’s not that...?"

A Greatsword and a chair. The gap between them was barely enough for one and a half people—two at the absolute most.

It didn’t matter when the chair had been placed there or if he had dragged it along when he came.

What Eleonora was focused on was the distance between the chair and the Greatsword.

’Ideally, I just need to reach out once and I can swing it... It’s the perfect setup...’

What is it? What is he plotting? What is this Master scheming to act so boldly? Did he perhaps figure out my intentions?

"Ah... N-No,"

On the other hand, Rafe paid her no mind, brushing past her to plop his ass down on the chair. Eleonora instinctively reached out to grab him as he passed, but the moment his gaze turned back toward her, she immediately retracted her hand.

"What are you doing? Aren’t you going to eat breakfast?"

"Ugh, uuuuugh...?!"

Her worries were short-lived. As soon as Rafe finished speaking, Eleonora gulped down a mouthful of saliva. A lewd, slutty smile spread across her face as she slowly began to crawl toward him.

Her posture was just as it had been when she left the pigsty—ass stuck high in the air. With every step she took on all fours, she shook and twisted her body, making her fleshy, udders-like tits and heavy buttocks jiggle to seduce the male.

Her gait showed no sign of trying to hide her shame; rather, it was the incomparably coquettish movement of a sow in heat, designed to incite the urge to grope in anyone watching.

"Making me do such shameful things... outside where anyone could see... You really are a wicked Master...♥"

It was a lie.

Rafe had never ordered her to come to him like this. But hadn’t he always told her? To become lewder, to crave sex more, to fall into depravity like a slut. This was merely an act to demonstrate that...

No, it wasn’t an act.

She just wanted to be adored by him. She was voluntarily displaying the demeanor and gait of the lewd female animal she believed herself to be.

"..."

"Haaah... D-Don’t look at me with such filthy eyes... Even if you are Master, looking at this Eleonora in that way..."

"If I look?"

"Nngh..."

"What happens if I look?"

Rafe calmly demanded she reveal her inner thoughts. And Eleonora did not hesitate.

"J-Just by being looked at, my pussy twitches so much I feel like I’m going to cum...♥"

’Just thinking that Master is watching me, just that alone... I’m only crawling a few steps, but that gaze feels so good...♥’

A pleasure incomparable to when she had been fucking her own pussy with a toothbrush earlier this morning assaulted her body. Just the fact that Master was in front of her, just the fact that she was showing off this pathetic state like a proper sow... thinking that he was watching made her body heat up even more intensely.

It was the same public exposure.

Yesterday and the day before, there was a difference between day and night, but she had never felt better than right now, crawling on all fours, stark naked, transformed into a filthy female animal.

She could assert with certainty that even if all the pleasure from those past moments were combined, it could never match this.

’Why... it’s all just the same perverted act, so why does this feel so good?!’

From the moment she left the building, she had expected to be seen by someone. After all, if the Holy Knights she knew were out there, they would have found Rafe suspicious and might be ambushing the perimeter, watching him right now.

Even yesterday, she had only shown her ass or back, but showing her naked body to other men should have been the same. So why did it feel so incredibly good when he was the one watching?

"If you’re going to cum, say it clearly."

"Suuch... exposing my insides isn’t enough, you want me to announce my shameful moments too...?!"

’Just like when he made me announce I was pissing before...?!’

Heavens, how does he always pick the exact words that pierce right through to her heart?!

What a wonderful Master!

Eleonora’s tongue, which had been swaying loosely, flicked even more frantically. She stuck it out as far as it would go, letting it hang and wobble sloppily outside her mouth.

And finally, staggering and wobbling, after much arduous effort, the moment she reached Rafe’s feet—

"I-I’m cuuuuming... Raped by Master’s gaze, my pussy is... cuuuuming...♥"

Twitch! Twitch!

In the end, before she could even lay eyes on his cock, her pussy declared its defeat.

"You’re cumming all by yourself without me doing anything? What kind of slutty pussy is this?"

"Wr-Wrong...! This is... this is because it’s a trash pussy!"

"Hoh... The Grand Master Knightess’s pussy was a trash pussy? I didn’t know that. You used to scream and deny it so fiercely."

"Haaahn... It’s all exposed... My pussy... confessing that this Eleonora’s pussy is a trash pussy...♥"

To make her say such humiliating things without hesitation! Eleonora, even more aroused, flicked her tongue wildly again. Rafe spoke.

"Before we have breakfast, I think we need to check the status of your asshole..."

"Yes, check it right away! Inspect it!"

Spring!

Eleonora shot up from her spot and immediately assumed that humiliating posture as usual. She forced her legs into an M-shape, clasped her hands behind her head, and arched her back with all her might to display her armpits and the piercings adorning her body.

"Haaah.. Haaah..Haaah♥"

A perfect posture of female submission that deserved 120 points out of 100.

Rafe looked at Eleonora, then immediately reached out to knead her fleshy tits.

"You have to turn around. How can I check your asshole like this?"

"But this pose is due to the magic Master cast upon me... Hiiik!"

Eleonora’s body trembled as Rafe spanked her pussy.

"Magic my ass. You know the truth."

"Fu, fuhuhu... Exposed again... That secret I tried so hard to hide... the fact that I was holding this shameful pose because I wanted to be humiliated by Master’s hands... it’s all been completely exposed...♥"

Before, she would have argued that it was magic, that she was forced into this humiliating pose against her will by his spell. But the day she faced her own filthy fetish by his hands...

Eleonora realized.

She was doing this because she wanted to. From the first time she took this pose for him, she had wanted to be humiliated by his hands. She wanted to taste the humiliation she felt when she was stripped naked by the bandits in the past once more.

Rationalizing it as magic was just an excuse she had made up because she couldn’t face her own filthy desires.

"Eleonora, hurry up and turn around."

"Y-Yes! Turning around right away...♥"

He only called her name once, but she was already using honorifics, shuffling around while maintaining that unsightly, spread-legged M-stance.

It looked almost like a crab spinning in place.

She even deliberately shook her tits to look even more vulgar. Eleonora knew exactly how she looked right now.

"Heeeugh..."

"It’s still fine. Still fine..."

But things like this didn’t matter anymore. Humiliation, shame, and disgrace were practically her daily life now.

’Besides, my sword is right in front of my eyes...!’

Right, this much didn’t matter. She was so aroused she could barely stand it, but frankly speaking, she hadn’t even seen the letter "C" of his cock yet. She felt she could endure this much. Eleonora let out a silly, slack-jawed giggle.

"Spread it."

"Hiiiiek...♥"

As soon as he spoke, the hands that usually stayed glued to the back of her head slid down her back like flowing water, heading straight for her buttocks.

And then,

Squelch—♥

"Not the pussy, you stupid pig!"

"Hiiiieek?! I-I’m spreading iiiit...!"

"Slapping my ass without warning?!"

Even a reward like this?!

"Look at you spreading your pussy, practically begging to be scolded."

"Hiii, hiiiik...!"

As if accepting the ass-slap as a prepayment(?), Eleonora gulped down her saliva and grabbed her ass cheeks, exposing the incredibly filthy hole that sat just above her pussy.

"Nnngh, aaah... Ass, asshole... Can you see my asshole well...♥"

"Oh, it’s nicely dilated."

"Ahhh... What is happening to me...? Spreading my final hole, my asshole that has completely become a second pussy, to this despicable Master...!"

He wanted to possess everything of hers, so it was foreseeable that his hands would reach even this filthy hole. Eleonora twitched her anus, which now contained nothing but the melted remains of anal beads, save for the handle.

"Hmm... How’s your body condition? Is it itchy anywhere?"

"No, no... Walking around naked outside like this, it’s not itchy at all. It’s thrilling... It feels warmer and better than wearing clothes...!"

Eleonora began to confess every detail of her exhibitionist fetish to Rafe without hesitation.

Rafe stroked her pelvis, then grabbed the round handle of the anal beads.

"Then you’re never going to wear clothes again?"

"Of couuuuurse... Never wearing them! Naked forever! Showing my pussy to everyone—Hiiiiieek?!"

Plop!

Before she could even finish speaking, without any warning, the remnants of the anal beads were yanked out of her anus. Unable to endure the sensation, Eleonora climaxed, stumbling as she clutched the handle of her Greatsword, panting heavily.

"Haaah... Haaah..."

"Dangerous... This is dangerous...! If I taste this man’s cock like this...?!"

She had only been neglected for a few days, yet the recoil was immense.

There was no doubt. Her body could no longer live without Rafe and his cock.

Just a slight touch of his hand, just a few words of abuse, just being humiliated as usual—yet her body was beyond rejoicing; it was burning up like the sun in the sky.

"My everything... my honor as a knight, my pride, my loyalty to the royal family... everything I’ve built my entire life will disappear. Without a doubt...!"

At first, she intended to just taste his cock and semen a little and then kill him, but this pleasure was not something she could handle. Maybe back when she was first captured, but now that she had been lewdly broken by him, this was a terrifying, irresistible pleasure she couldn’t fight against.

"Truly lewd. How were you acting like a knight with a body like this? No, wait. You are a knight. A Sow Knight."

"Haaahk... Ho-How daaare you...?!"

Even now, while Rafe stood behind her attempting to defile the honor she cherished more than her life, all Eleonora could do was tremble.

Of course, she wasn’t trembling from anger.

"Trying to dirty my honor, my honor... with such filthy words...!"

"Do you know what you look like right now saying that? Just one word of abuse from me makes you so happy your pussy is twitching. You’re on the verge of pissing on the sword that is practically your everything, yet you say that?"

"Kuh...?!"

It was exactly as he said. What did she have left now? Her clothes were stolen and burned, her purity trampled long ago, and her body was already covered in his marks.

All that remained was herself, transformed into a lustful sow, waiting only for the day to squeal and get pregnant by this incredibly vulgar Master’s hands.

And the moment she realized she was about to piss all over her sword—the very embodiment of her honor and pride—strength began to slowly return to Eleonora’s hand gripping the handle of the Greatsword.

This goes no further.

She couldn’t let him babble any more, couldn’t let him expose any more of her disgusting shame?!

"Shut, that mouth...!"

"Hmm, anyway, since you listened to me and kept the medicine in until it melted without taking it out for a single moment, I should give you a reward?"

"Uh...?!"

Eleonora’s hand, which was about to draw the sword, suddenly stopped moving.

"But before the reward, we need to fill that empty stomach, right?"

"Ah..."

"Stop trembling there, turn around quickly, and let’s eat breakfast."

"N-No, I can’t...! I-If I suck... cock now... If I eat until my belly bursts with semen...?!"

She felt it.

She felt that she absolutely must not let go now. It was a dangerous premonition, like crossing a bridge of no return if she released this sword.

She felt a massive pleasure, accompanied by immense danger, opening its wicked jaws toward her.

"N-No! I absolutely cannot eat that...! If I eat that—"

"Eleonora, I don’t say it twice."

"Hiiiiiik...?!"

"Master called my name again?!"

"Ha, haaaanngh...♥"

It was merely an arrogant remark from Rafe, warning a subordinate not to act up. But that simple act made Eleonora blush, arch her back, and climax right then and there.

And then,

"Right... If it gets truly dangerous, then... it won’t be too late to do it then. It was part of the plan anyway... The Holy Knights watching the farm from the perimeter will help... Yes, just... just a little taste for the last time wouldn’t be bad... maybe...♥"

Slide.

Eleonora let the sword slip from her grasp.

...

Author Note: I know many of you guys are dissatisfied with slow progress and not having a sow even after 110th chap. But believe it’s all for a better future. We will have our next sow in less than 20-30 chaps and 3rd and 4th sow under next 50-60 chaps. So hold your hopes high !!! And show some extreme support to Rafe.