"Y-your house...?"
"What's with 'your'? Call me Master."
She wasn't mentally prepared for this yet!
Of course, she had intended to find out where Shin Seon-dong lived. That was why she had begged to be let out, why she had told him to burn her clothes to win his favor, and why she had voluntarily become a naked exhibitionist.
But what was this? This was almost too efficient.
Knowing this despicable man, she expected him to use some sort of trickery—perhaps pretending to go home while circling back to confuse her, or taking a completely different path to guard his lair. After all, hadn't he forced a blindfold on her yesterday just to keep her from reading his movements?
'O-of course, this situation isn't bad. Honestly, thanks to the blindfold yesterday, my body became so sensitive I nearly climaxed from a light breeze... hmph.'
She shook off the stray thought. The point was things were going a bit too well for her right now.
"The look on my sow's face is quite something. Are you that suspicious?"
"I-I never doubted you... I was simply overwhelmed by the honor of being allowed to visit Master's home..."
"Are you so 'overwhelmed' that you're leaking pussy juice instead of tears?"
"Yes! My pussy wiggled on its own and the water just— Eek! What are you making me say?!"
'I mean, it is leaking, but! What on earth is he planning!'
Was he testing her? Or was this a prelude to another scheme? Shin Seon-dong chuckled at Eleonora's outburst and reached his hand toward her crotch.
"W-what... why are you reaching for my pussy..."
"I wonder?"
Tension seized her. She swallowed hard, her eyes trembling as she watched his hand inch closer to her private parts.
'What is he doing? Is he going to pry it open? To check if the semen he injected this morning is still there? Is he checking to see if I am faithfully trying to conceive his child?!'
He was a man who never allowed her a moment's rest. Even now, he sought to confirm how far she had fallen and how well she had been trained. He truly was a sinister, wicked Master...
"M-Master, even if I am your sex slave and sow, you don't need to check so—"
"What are you talking about?"
Click!
"?"
Eleonora's eyes widened as the bell that had been hanging from her clitoris was suddenly snapped off by Shin Seon-dong. The object she had been so desperate to remove was finally gone!
"Hmm, this suits you much better. As expected of my sow."
"E-e-eek...?!"
But her relief was short-lived. In its place, he attached a chain leash—the kind one might find on a fierce guard dog—directly to her. Eleonora's face turned bright red.
"I-isn't a leash supposed to go around the neck? More importantly, the place you attached it is... wrong...?"
"I attached it exactly where it belongs. Isn't this the perfect leash for a lewd sow?"
It was debatable whether it could even be called a "leash" at that point.
"Don't speak so boldly! Who is your... your sow!"
"Why don't you catch your breath before you finish that sentence?"
"Haah... wh-whaaaaat...♥"
'Are all sows... leashed by the clitoris like this...! What a wonderful—I mean, what a cruel man!'
She knew that slaves were typically given large collars to symbolize their status. But she was a sow—lower than a slave. A vulgar, lewd beast lower than a street whore. Thus, she wasn't even worthy of a collar.
"Now, follow me."
"Hi-giiiiiiii-it?!"
Jingle-clank! The chain snapped taut. Shin Seon-dong pulled the leash mercilessly, as if a pig lower than a slave required no verbal commands. Between the weight of the iron chain and the sharp tug on her clitoris, Eleonora climaxed instantly without even a hint of resistance.
"It hurts, it huuuuurts...♥"
"Should I have warned you? Alright, I'm pulling hard now."
"That's not how you— ag-huuuuuut...♥"
Every time the heavy chain rattled, Eleonora let out a vulgar moan, her massive breasts swinging in rhythm. She kept telling herself she was only acting lewd to win his favor, but the reality was a sow with her tongue lolling out, oinking for more.
"W-wait, wait a moment... I went again... I went, so I need to rest for a—"
"It's a few minutes' walk and you've already peaked how many times? Are we going to make it there today at this rate?"
"It hurts... because Master pulls like that, the clitoris feels too good, I can't... hng-iiii-it...♥"
"What a truly vulgar sow."
"Yes, I am a vulgar sow, just as Master says...♥"
'Laugh all you want...! I-I might look like this now, but I will surely...!'
She had lost count of her climaxes. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as she muttered another weak defiance she didn't even believe herself.
"Can't be helped. If we make it there safely, I'll give you a prize, so hang in there."
"A prize...!"
Yes, this was it. This was the reason she was "pretending" to be a lewd sow, her hope for the thread of escape she had discovered.
"A prize... meaning...?"
"Like I said yesterday, a prize where I'll grant you anything. Like patting your pussy again, or changing the straw in your pen."
"P-pussy patting...♥"
Just thinking about the sensation of his hand rhythmically slapping her mound made her body quiver. But why was she here? Why was she following him?
"Truly... anything?"
"Don't you trust me? What wouldn't I do for my cute sow who's already in heat just imagining a pussy pat?"
"Ha-uuu...!"
'Hmph, those words will be the noose around your neck.'
Though the possibility of him breaking his word was high, Eleonora chose to believe he would keep his promise.
'He is overconfident. Even while he suspects me, he is certain I have fallen so far that I can no longer lift a hand against him.'
His certainty likely came from the way she had wailed in pleasure under his touch this morning and yesterday.
'Little does he know it was all my acting! Foolish man.'
Ancient legends spoke of kings who lost their empires because they were blinded by their favorite concubines. While those were myths, history often proved that they were based on a kernel of truth.
'Again, this is not honorable, and it stains my pride as a knight.'
What she was about to do—fawning over this man and using her lewd body to seduce him—was an act more fitting for a whore than a knight. But it was also the most efficient way to escape.
'I will s-seduce this wicked man who is obsessed with my body...!'
To think she, who had never retreated from any trial, was reaching for such scandalous methods just to escape his grasp.
"Th-then, can you burn my clothes... right in front of my eyes...♥"
"Eh? Are you sure about that?"
"I told you... I am already so lewd, what right do I have to wear clothes...♥"
While his "Knight-Sow" version of her couldn't imagine a more noble form of chivalry, that didn't matter right now.
'I will maintain just enough friction to keep him interested, but when he tries to embrace me, I'll pretend to succumb to lust and spread my pussy. Then, unable to hide his disgusting desires, he will stand tall and...!'
It was a game of push and pull. She couldn't just shout "I've lost to Master!" overnight. She had to maintain a tactical distance. To make him more desperate for her, she had to act like an even more vulgar woman—a true sow—when they were intimate.
'I am... prepared.'
She vaguely recalled a book about knights who disguised themselves as harlots to infiltrate enemy camps (though she didn't remember how those stories ended). It wasn't an impossible strategy.
"Well, since it's a prize, it shouldn't be too easy, right?"
"What are you going to do to me now... hyi-it...♥"
Jingle~
The clear sound of the bell—attached to the chain—echoed through the farm, where the morning mist still created a mysterious atmosphere. Eleonora's thighs clamped together instantly.
"I-it's leaking...!"
"Who knows? I can walk this path with my eyes closed, but it's your first time. We should leave a trail. A signpost for you."
"A sign... post?"
What signpost? She shook her head, praying it wasn't what she thought, but Shin Seon-dong replied innocently.
"Like Hansel and Gretel leaving breadcrumbs to find their way home..."
"Such a scandalous thing! What if someone—what if someone sees?! You're going to use the semen leaking from my pussy as a signpost, a directory...!"
Suddenly, Shin Seon-dong reached out and pressed his palm against her lower abdomen.
"Showing others that my sow is carrying my seed inside her... do you have a problem with that?"
"He-euuu...♥"
She couldn't possibly have a problem.
'To be shown to someone...!'
Could she truly protect herself from this man's clutches until the end? Eleonora followed him with a flushed face, staggering along. Behind her, with every clear ring of the bell, white streaks of fluid shimmered in the morning sun between her footprints, marking exactly where she had passed.