Chapter 60 – Became a God
Throwing plastic bags filled with energy drinks and cigarettes onto the bed, he enters the motel room.
The desire to immediately follow those envelopes and throw oneself into bed and sleep is like a chimney,
It is a fact that college students across the country know that students during the exam period have no such time.
“Keuheup, ugh…”
He slumps down on the floor and bursts into laughter close to madness.
It’s tough. I think it’s the first time since studying for the CSAT that I’ve been this tired just from studying.
Why, when you watch movies or dramas, aren’t there mother-child characters who don’t miss the first place in the whole school while having fun?
Choi Woo-joo was a student who kept the top rank in his own way, although not to that extent.
During the exam period, he had the habit of refraining from playing and finishing his studies first.
Thanks to the personality of wanting to finish the hard work quickly and be comfortable later.
Of course, studying was difficult, but I never thought that I was going to die from studying or that it was helpless.
I have never dropped a grade of C or lower due to the ignorant study method of opening a book and memorizing the contents.
But this final exam is a tough time. I only read books all night for a week, but I don’t know what I read.
Concentrate, yes I can’t really concentrate on my studies.
As soon as you open a book and sit in front of it, distracting thoughts cover your eyes.
Hyemi noona, breasts, hips, Yunsoli, soft…
Oh, what the fuck. In this way.
The bad influence of overflowing blood is incomparable to that of adolescence.
Since I picked up the mask, I can’t concentrate because of my sexual desire.
Before the exam period, it was always a daily routine that my sister and Sol-yi Yun had no time to rest, so I forgot about it.
The fact that sex and ejaculation are essential for me now. The fact that he could not ejaculate except for his relationship with the saintess.
However, I couldn’t ask Hye-mi noona or Yun Sol-i, who were busy studying for exams like me, to take care of the sex.
Sol-yi Yun is in a situation where her studies are pushed back because of the debate, and Hye-mi noona is just in a dangerous situation…
Even in such a situation, whenever they meet at school, they are two people who quickly pull them out in succubus mode,
The only thing that is refreshing is that moment, that day. When the next day came, only a sigh came out of the lower part of the stomach filled with dumplings.
So, I asked the mother of my sister Hye-mi, the only leisurely saint, to take care of my sexuality.
Instead of a library or a house, I used my mother’s motel as a study room, where I could have sex right away when I was bored.
It was fine until two days. I think my mother was quite pleased with the fact that she monopolized me.
But the problem is the next day. Since my mother went down to the province because something happened in my mother’s family.
Hyemi noona, Yunsol, and even her mother all became busy, and there was no saintess.
My body, which had grown accustomed to the stimuli given by the saints, could not handle it alone.
I couldn’t even put my hands on studying like that, and I was tidying up my desk and room in my mind.
In the end, I spent time examining the power of the bed of desire one by one.
When I got to the point where I couldn’t stand it any longer, I would summon Hye-mi noona or Sol-yi Yun and ask for sexual intercourse.
After spinning the pen around, I ended up summoning Noah and Isabelle during the day and enjoying their bodies.
“Haa, I should refrain from summoning those two…”
Noana Isabelle is a scout and spy for my safety.
I threw a smoke screen through them both sending fake masks that I didn’t own,
Until the two of them escape suspicion from the organization, they should refrain from even being summoned.
Yesterday, I had endured for three days, so my judgment was clouded.
You don’t have to worry about getting caught just once, but the future is important.
“2주, 2주만 참아라 최우주…!”
Hitting the ball, which has become dull from fatigue, Gear takes out a cigarette and bites it.
The moment I turned on the lighter, lit it, and let go of my thoughts and sexual desire along with the cigarette smoke.
‘…Reena? Master? 혹시 내 목소리가 들린다면 대답해.’
“…이자벨? 뭐야, 너야?”
Like the mask’s voice, a whining female voice echoed in her head.
‘아, 역시 되는 건가. Looks like I might be able to contact the owner.’
“…Uh, for now, it seems like I just need to stay in this ‘Room 402’.”
The owner of the voice is Isabelle, who must be far away in England.
She was Isabelle, with a cool tone and a tone that seemed to analyze the telepathic function through the chamber of desire.
But she’s just, like a child playing with toys. I don’t think she contacted her because of this…
Maybe something happened on the British side?
She wonders if the mask she changed was discovered to be fake.
“그런데 갑자기 무슨 일인데? 거기에 무슨 일이라도 있는 거야?”
‘Ah, there’s nothing for the master to worry about, so don’t worry.
More than that, there’s one thing I want to try…
Could you summon me like you did the morning before?’
“You want me to summon you?”
‘Yes, I said that only the owner and the saintess could come in and out of that space of the owner, right?
그렇다면 ‘이런 경우’에는 어떻게 될 건가… 한 번 시험해보고 싶어.’
‘In this case’, what kind of bed of desire do you want to try?
“…주변에는 아무도 없지?”
‘No. 사각지대까지 전부 확인했어.’
그래도 이자벨이니까.
This time, after carefully checking all the threats, she quietly closes her eyes.
And after thinking of Isabelle in her head, she calls in a voice that contains her compulsion.
“Come in.”
‘…주인의 부름에 응하겠습니다.’
A dry answer that came straight away and a cool breeze blowing in the room with the window closed.
Looking at the woman walking slowly out of the dark pillar that appeared in the middle of the motel room—
“…Who are you?”
Said hello.
“Oh, oh… Well, it looks like you’ve succeeded… Every time you pass through this space, you get a little bit dizzy…”
“Oh, no… Who are you? I called Isabelle…”
Inside the dark pillar, the one who appeared in a different space was a woman she had never met before.
Gray hair in a black nun’s uniform that clung to her whole body, a vertigo frowning but clear beauty.
Contrary to her pitiful appearance, she was a nun with a tough tone, carrying the drooping Isabelle on her back.
“Oh, it’s me. Isabelle. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier.”
“…Isabelle? No, the one you’re carrying is Isabelle.”
“Yes, as the owner said, this is my body. ‘The body of Saint Isabelle.’
And this body I’m using right now is not a saint, but it’s a being with a ‘soul of a saint’.
아무래도 육체와 영혼, 두 가지로 나눠서 루나의 육체를 옮기는 실험은 성공적인 것 같군.”
“…말투는 이자벨이 맞는데.”
With her cigarette in her mouth and her chin on her chin, the woman in the nun’s clothes slumped to the floor.
Before her startled moan escaped my mouth, Isabel, who was sitting on her back, opened her eyes and took her body.
“…Master, I’ve brought you a gift. Now all that’s left to do is finish it, can you help me?”
Isabelle ripping the cloth off the unconscious nun, revealing her bobbing breasts.
It’s only been a week since she hasn’t seen her, but a familiar expression has settled on Isabelle’s face.
Loyalty and love towards me, the smile of a female who would give her all that was precious for me.
She was Isabelle, with a smile that was exactly the same as the one she had seen from her older sister, Hyemi, one day.
“…Uh, can you explain what happened first?”
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“Ah, huh?! Oh, Lord, owner…! Jyuin nihim… Yeah, tseung, chuhoouuha…”
“…Eww…”
Over Isabelle’s shoulder, her hips moving as she clung to me, crying like a bitch.
The nun, who had fallen asleep on her floor, began to slowly open her eyes with her small moans.
Perhaps she hasn’t grasped the situation yet, she looks around and smiles lightly.
She woke up Maybe all that happened today was a dream.
The ordeal that had been handed down, the hope that it might have been an eerie nightmare assuming the worst.
The moment she raised her body with a smile clinging to that hope,
Rattle-
“Ugh?!”
A restraint made by connecting both hands behind the nun’s back with a stationary table.
The little body caught on the ropes that tied her hands and slumped back to the floor.
When she gets up again, groaning at the shock transmitted to her bones, only then does she face the reality of what she sees in front of her eyes.
That the ugly female she saw before her own eyes was Isabelle, that she was her own sister.
“Ah, Gandat!
The sweaty skin of a man and a woman, the misty heat filling her room,
Her buttocks swaying vulgarly, the union of a woman and a man visible beneath it.
Pure white, white and sticky semen leaking out of that junction.
A seed for the conception of a new life, a by-product of desire vomited for pleasure without such pious intentions.
The female who received it in her own precious place, her womb, and trembled with joy lifts her waist.
Between her wide open pussy, mucus in the shape of a lump dripped onto the bed.
“Whoa, whoa… As I said before, Master… Don’t pile it up like this.
I hope you call me someday…♡ I was born to be used by you.”
“…Yeah, I get it. I’m not too confident in acting… He woke up.”
I send her eyes to Isabelle, who, enjoying the afterglow of the climax, brushes my sweaty chest with her tongue.
Then Isabelle smiled as she looked back at her sister, who was watching all her ugliness behind her.
Her sister, Luna, called Isabelle by name in her small voice.
“…This, Zabel…”
“Hmm? Ah, Luna…♡”
Isabelle shows off to Luna as she slides down and licks his cock.
Jade-colored eyes and tongue flicking, as if they were happy.
“How is it, Luna…? This is the ‘master’ I trust and serve…♡
Unlike the god who lied about always being by your side, my god exists here.”
“…Isabelle, stop… Like that… Your dad will be sad…”
Luna begs her sister, who bows her head and turns into a trembling voice.
But despite her sister’s begging, Isabelle, who doesn’t give her a glance, responds by licking her cock with her tongue.
“How do I look? Doesn’t Luna really not know what she looks like right now?
You wet your panties in the sight of me and my master…With such an expectant expression?”
“…Suh, uh…? I… What the hell…”
Luna, who only then realizes who she is, echoes her embarrassed voice.
Nude in her black underwear, stockings and a garter belt with only a veil over her head.
The juice leaked from her panties and dripped onto the marble floor, forming a small puddle.
More than anything, she can’t hide her face that’s glowing with anticipation and a smile that’s full of desire.
Contrary to what she says, she is Luna who has the appearance of an obscene female who is no different from Isabelle.
Isabelle smiles at her and picks up her knife, which is lying on her table, and stands up.
“Luna, remember last week. Everything I taught you…
The ‘master’ who will become a new family for you who have lost everything…”
“…My, God…”
Isabelle whispers sweet darkness in Luna’s ear and cuts the ropes that bound her hands.
She follows her signal and gets up from her seat to approach Luna who is kneeling.
“Hey…?! Now, wait…! Don’t come closer!! I hate… I’m scared!! Hey, Isabelle, Dad! Save me…!!”
“No, it’s not scary. Luna… Now, look closely. This is our new ‘master’…♡”
“Ah…?! Ah…”
The horror that even Isabelle, who remained by her side until the end of her life, became her saintess.
A pitiful lamb trying to run away from the source of fear, the ‘mask’ and the ‘owner of the mask’.
The moment you thrust your mucus-tainted cock right in front of the eyes of the lamb who no longer had any faith left,
“…Huh, huh… Hhhhh…♡”
Luna’s face loosens as she sniffs it.
“…Luna, that moment has come… The faith you had every day, the prayers…
The master has come to repay your trust. You don’t have to worry about being betrayed…
Preserve your virginity for the sake of a true existence, and accept your master with ‘backside’…♡”
“…Gulp…♡”
She gives Luna, who has already been betrayed once, an insurance called ‘purity’.
Even if the existence of the country is false, the faith that has been kept until the end, ‘purity’ remains.
Isabel pulls down Luna’s panties as she swallows her drool in front of my cock.
Then she casually caught her own ass with both her hands and spread it apart, Luna said as she looked back at me.
“Lord, master… Please, in my prayers… In my crotch… Love…♡”
A voice still full of doubts, but a voice full of expectations and lust.
A drop of serous juice spills out and the anus, which is wiggling cutely, catches my eye.
Come to think of it, even though I was interested in this, it’s my first time writing it… Well, I guess it doesn’t matter.
Contrary to the pussy that seems to have no experience at all, I raise my head to the anus that is puffing up.
I bit her lips at the strange feeling of the wrinkles brushing against her glans, and carefully pushed her back in so as not to get hurt.
“Ah, ah… Ah, ah…!!♡”
“Ah, what is this…”
It was so easy, it was so easy to believe that it was the first time, the hall that asked for the cock.
Pleasure that the inside, which is wider than the pussy, warmly wraps around the cock at the entrance that tightens like crazy.
When the sticky mucus leaked out of the hot anus flowed down Luna’s buttocks,
The saintess turned her eyes away while holding her own hands tightly together, raising her voice at the pleasure she felt.
If you raise your voice in the pleasure that each other conveys to each other,
Luna twitched and trembled as she fully embraced my cock in her human body.
“…Luna, how does it feel to have the master’s love completely in your body?”
“The back, the back of your pussy… Is full… It’s completely different from ‘Kido’… ♡ Ah, it feels much better than prayer…!”
“…Master.”
At Isabelle’s signal to look up at her, Luna sighs inaudibly.
Not only do I have no talent for acting, but I’ve never done this kind of cheesy acting except when I was in middle school…
“…I will repay your trust.”
The deepest voice I can give out, originally a deep voice, but with a voice loaded with dignity.
With a short pause, he pulls her cock out of Luna’s ass. A hole where you bite your dick until the end…
I want to enjoy the first experience a little more, but…
Let’s enjoy it after saving this poor lamb.
“Yes…! Ha, ha…!♡”
“How is it, Luna…? Master’s grace…”
“Master, sir…♡ This person, this person is… A true being…!!♡
You did not betray me…!♡ I, who was deceived by the heathen,
You repaid the faith that could be shaken in just a week…!♡”
“Yes, that’s it… This is our master… The god we serve… The ‘Master of the Mask’.”
“Ah, Master…♡ Master…! How holy is this…!!♡”
It imprints my existence while rewarding the already developed anus in the form of pleasure.
When I first heard it from Isabelle, I wondered what bullshit it was, but did it mean this?
A new faith, the existence of the country, was injected into an empty being who had nowhere to go and nothing to believe in.
As long as it’s like this, she-
Throw the mask in front of Luna.
“…Master, this is…”
“Write it. Be mine.”
──Give up humanity with your own hands,
The voice telling me to become the same existence as the enemy I hated—
“…According to the master’s words♡”
Turn-up
──It is not something that can be defied anymore, it is the will of God.
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