Chapter 375 – Mythology Academy
“Does my puppy miss the owner’s touch?”
“!!!!”
A freshman’s way of speaking that makes his head spin. Ophelia asks him in her trembling voice.
“New… Than I thought, uh… You’re younger…?”
“Why? That’s why I’m disappointed? I’m not sure? You like the old woman.”
“…”
Ophelia blushes at the words of Holy Day. Even during the brief conversation, Seongil’s hands were restlessly kneading her clam meat.
“That… That’s not it. It’s just surprising…”
Despite straining her voice to the point of trembling, she adopts the antinomic attitude of spreading her crotch wide open so that it is easy for her to touch her cunt.
“Hmm… You kept shaving your pubic hair neatly every day even after the training was over? I like it.”
“…”
Ophelia blushes at Seongil’s explicit expression. Seeing her frozen, her seongil starts whispering in her ear.
“So. What are you going to do next?”
“That… That… I…”
Ophelia can’t open her mouth willingly. As she adopts a hesitant attitude, her sexuality stops her hand caressing her pussy and begins to rise from her seat.
“Looking at the late reply, I guess it’s over? Enough then.”
Kwak.
“…?”
Ophelia, who was about to leave her seat, strongly grabbed the robe of the holy day. Seong-il asks with a fishy smile on his face.
“Answer?”
“Lord… I want to be your bitch.”
“Cook-Cook… Good.”
Ophelia gives an affirmative answer with a trembling hand. Her Seongil smiles at her figure, raises her from her seat, leaves her library, and moves to the Inner Plane.
“Yeah… Well… You…”
Ophelia is convinced of his identity when he arrives in a unique bizarre world in an instant. Appreciating her like that, her seongil hugged her from behind, and whispered softly while kneading her breasts and her vagina.
“Can you accept that being my bitch means that you will offer me your virgin today?”
“!!!”
Ophelia feels distracted by the word virgin. However, she asks him with a trembling voice if she has finished clearing her mind over the past hour.
“Uh… You won’t abandon me, will you?”
“Of course. If you swear to serve me faithfully.”
With that said, Seong-il openly opens her inventory and takes out her dog collar and leash and throws them on the floor. After that, he quietly shuts his mouth and stares at Ophelia with cold eyes.
“Haaa…”
Instead of being embarrassed by the appearance of the familiar dog collar, Ophelia puts on an ecstatic expression as if it will melt. She quickly drops to her knees, crawls like her dog, and approaches Seong-il with her necklace in her mouth, which has fallen in front of her.
“Kkiing… Kkiing…”
And Ophelia acting like a dog, rubbing her cheek against his groin. Delighted by her attitude, Seong-il gladly starts putting the dog collar around her neck.
“Cuk-Cook… I must have missed you quite a bit.”
While stroking Ophelia’s head, Seong-il commands her to fawn on herself.
“Enough of pretending to be a dog. Take off your clothes.”
“Yes…!”
“Not you.”
“…?”
Ophelia hastily presses on the button of her holy day. She puts on a puzzled look at his words.
“I have to attach the master.”
“Ah… Sorry…! Master…”
Ophelia spat out the word ‘master’ and made a slightly ecstatic expression. She puts on her apologetic expression, then hastily undresses her and approaches him in her naked state.
“Hmm… I missed this smell… So much…”
Ofelia burying her face in Seongil’s crotch, frantically rubbing her face and inhaling the smell. Instead of answering her, Seong-il pulls the leash around her neck and leads her to the mattress installed in the corner of her inner plane.
“Open up.”
“!!!”
It is a short but meaningful expression of Holy Day. At his words, Ophelia puts on a determined expression, and then she gets up and starts laying her back on her mattress.
“Lord… Master… Rain… Wife of a lowly slave… Fuck and eat virgin pussy…!!!”
Ophelia, lying down and spreading her crotch wide, lifted her legs and placed them on her shoulders. Thanks to this, her mandulman pubic area as well as her anus are exposed to Seongil’s eyes.
“Ho~”
He probably practiced obeying himself beforehand. Seong-il is pleased with the action, and he puts his head in Ophelia’s soaked cunt and savors her feminine taste.
“Ahhhhh…!!!”
Ophelia let out an ecstatic moan as Seongil’s mouth and tongue penetrated her genitals. She expresses her pleasure with her whole body, her ecstatic moans all over her.
“Heuuuuu!! It’s the owner!! Please… Please…!!”
“Please?”
“Fuck my virgin please!! Please!!!”
Her way of speaking has now reached a point of madness. Seong-il dimly realizes how much Ophelia has been intoxicated with the withdrawal from color play.
‘Kuh-kuh… It must have been quite difficult.’
Seong-il stops harassing Ophelia and starts laying his body on top of her.
“Huh…”
Ophelia let out a pleasant groan at the heavy feeling of a strong male crushing her body. However, rather than making her immediate insertion into her expecting her, Seong-il grabs Ophelia’s face with her two hands and then proceeds to kiss her sticky.
“Tsup…”
A passionate kiss that lasted for a long time. Ophelia continues her unspoken demands while watching the holy day with a red face. Having stopped kissing her, Seong-il holds her alter ego with one hand and whispers to her while rubbing gently on her pussy.
“Swear.”
“…Yes?”
“You will become a follower who will serve me in the future.”
“…Suddenly?”
“Okay.”
“…”
Ophelia puts on a slightly puzzled expression at the unexpected remark that breaks her mood. However, Seong-il does not pay attention to her words and constantly presses her faithfulness by gently rubbing his alter ego, which is full of internal organs, on the vagina.
“Swear. I’m not joking.”
“…”
The expression of an extremely sincere owner. Because he was always a mischievous owner even in messy acts, Ophelia realizes that he is sincere.
“…Is that important?”
“Yes. You must hear it firsthand that I am your master.”
“…”
“If you don’t like it, just go.”
“…I will. I will be your follower forever. So quickly…”
“…”
Seong-il frowns at Ophelia when he hears the oath of allegiance, but doesn’t see the effect of following follower registration seen in other games.
‘Is something wrong?’
I even checked my smartphone just in case, but the follower is still unregistered.
“Please…!!”
As if she couldn’t bear it any longer, Ophelia hugged Seongil’s back and even raised her nails. Seong-il stops thinking about anything else and starts inserting her alter ego between her hot flesh.
Toduk…!!
The feeling of something tearing in your body. As she feels the fullness that fills her body along with her sharp pain, Ophelia puts on a melting expression and begins to scream loudly.
“Ahh!! This… This is it!! This is it!!!”
Ophelia felt that she was transforming into a true female while constantly piercing the precious depths of her body. Feeling full of ecstasy, she releases her hands from her legs and embraces her sacristy by the neck.
“Huhhhhh!!!”
Her holy day when out of nowhere she decapitated her own neck, naturally holding her calf. He uses Ophelia’s legs spread out in a V for support and begins shaking her waist more violently.
“Kyaaaaah!!!”
Due to her being a virgin and a sorceress, the intense yin energy filled her body. Intoxicated with the intense stimulation it gives, Seong-il forgets to register Ophelia as a follower in order to clear the game, and begins to immerse himself in acts like a beast.
“Keuuu!! This is the taste of eating a virgin…!!”
“That’s right!! Oh yeah!! Fuck me more!!!”
Thanks to the intense stimulation and healing power unique to the color ball, Ophelia’s virgin pain disappeared in an instant. Thanks to that, she enjoys pleasure to the fullest and enjoys teasing her waist on her holy days.
“Gayot!! Gayo clothes!! Let’s go oh oh clothes!!!”
Ophelia was overcome with intense stimulation in less than five minutes after shaking her waist. Even so, since she had already been masturbating non-stop for ten minutes in her library, her body was already hot and hot.
“Kuh… Then I can’t help it. I’ll wrap it up in the womb…!!”
“Yes!! Master’s… Master’s seed to me!!!”
Seong-il spews hot semen into Ophelia’s womb, who is half-conscious and doesn’t know what she’s talking about. At the same time, his semen transforms into intense yang energy and begins to spread throughout Ophelia’s body.
Hee hee!”
Ophelia’s eyes turned slightly upside down at the excruciating pleasure that was incomparable to masturbation. Her expression, which was able to maintain her chaste expression under any circumstances, is completely ruined, and she begins to lightly salivate from her mouth.
“Hee! Hee! Hee! Hee!”
Ophelia trembles intoxicated by the terrible afterglow of orgasm, even though the pleasure has faded after the ejaculation of the holy day. Seong-il feels that his self-esteem as a male is rising.
‘Kuh… Anyway, I succeeded in getting one of the beautiful heroines for the first time since coming to this world.’
『Wheein!!!』
“…?”
Then Seongil’s smartphone rings at the same time. He examines the contents of his phone with a puzzled expression.
『New follower registration: Ophelia Millet.』
『The character can now enter and exit the Pineapple House. Also, depending on your needs, you can make her realize the truth of her game world. (Truth button)』
“!!!”
Finally, a list of registered followers.
‘Ah… Did I have to eat it to be able to register as a follower?’
I think it’s a plausible reason. That’s also true, the mission itself is ‘Training 3 or more heroines.’ So, depending on your point of view, it feels like sex with a woman is essential for a perfect teaching assistant.
‘Well… Of course I was planning to eat the target.’
Feeling satisfied in all aspects of her, Seong-il lays down on her side, hugging Ophelia, who is groaning of pleasure, with her eyes turned under her stomach.
“Hee hee… Hee hee… Hee… My master…”
Ophelia naturally embraced his chest at such a holy day’s action. Seong-il waits for Ophelia to come to her senses while enjoying the afterglow of the situation for a long time.
“Hmm… Hmm…”
The sight of Ophelia as the focus begins to return to her eyes. On her holy day, she whispers in her ear as she seems to have come to her senses.
“Don’t you want to know the truth?”
“Yes…?”
Ophelia makes a puzzled expression with half-opened eyes at the unexpected words of Holy Day. Seong-il takes her smartphone and clicks the truth button instead of answering her.
“!!!!!!”
Ophelia’s eyes, which had been loosened before she knew it, returned in an instant. She rises from her mattress, flashing her naked body, looking at her holy day with her shocked face.
“Crab… A game?”
‘Oh… The effect is fast.’
Seong-il, who sits idly in shock, begins to wait patiently for her to come back to her senses.
“This… This is…”
Ophelia stands stunned, holding onto a small smartphone that has appeared in front of her before she knows it. Looking at her, her Seong-il recalls one of her doubts that stings her.
‘A while ago, she said she could take Ophelia to the Pineapple House, how could she be taken?’
In the case of followers made in another world, a dimensional door to the Pineapple House appeared at the place where the contract was made, but there was no door there, so there was no door to the Pineapple House.
‘Do I have to register my residence…?’
When I was so worried Ophelia takes her sanity and tells her holy day.
“Haa… My head hurts… My world is fake.”
“What if it’s fake?”
“…?”
“Once you’re my follower. You’re real now.”
“!!!”
Having said that, Seong-il cleans Ophelia’s body using smoke cleaner. Then he holds her smartphone and explains to Ophelia how to use her phone.
“…You mean go to my dormitory and do something called ‘residence registration’?”
“Okay. Register and report to me over the phone.”
“…Yes.”
“Then see you later.”
So Seong-il takes her Ophelia and moves to her academy again.
