Chapter 41 – 14. The Heretic Judge Is Afraid of Barbarians (1)
Teaching assistants are brainwashing.
Brainwashing is learning.
How learning eventually comes from repeated gaslighting.
“Would you like me to promote you to a sex slave?”
“Great. Master.”
“If I do something wrong, I will be demoted back to Onaholo.”
The witch trembled at the threat of the savage. She was a witch, but her life alone was already so hopeless that she thought of suicide. Savage’s ‘exclusive ona halls’ are better than public toilets, but they had to live very uncomfortable. When the savage is not using it, his limbs are shackled, he spends time chained to a wall, and his eyes are covered with blindfolds. You cannot drink water, you can only eat savage semen, and your rice is always sprinkled with savage semen. There she is, and other visitors come and she is ridiculed as a spectacle. All of this was too much for Lucia, who had high self-esteem, to bear.
Shining Yuria, who was called the hero of the continent.
Lustenant, the black witch worshiped by the wizarding community.
Carmiel, the Heretic Judge, feared by unbelievers on all continents.
Mernette, a succubus who has been bewitched by the supposed rulers for hundreds of years.
There was no such thing anymore.
All of them have only become Units 4 from Unit 1 of Ona Hall.
But you’re going to promote yourself to a sex slave?
Witches are too smart to miss such an unconventional opportunity.
“You are my number 1 sex idol and magic advisor from now on.”
“Yes! Master!”
“Sex idols are released from chains when they sleep.”
The witch lets out a sigh of relief.
Is the long acting finally showing its power?
“And for one out of three meals, you can eat regular food.”
“Go, thank you!”
“Above all, she has a chance to become a concubine if she does her job well.”
“!”
Concubine!
Savage concubine!
If she becomes a concubine, she may be permitted to practice magic again!
At least you don’t have to live like a dog like now!
When that happened, tears welled up on the witch’s face.
‘The barbarian’s concubine. Okay. She will seize a new opportunity by becoming a concubine of a barbarian!’
The savage looked into the witch’s thoughts and laughed.
He’s such an innocent guy to play with.
However, it is true that wizards were needed at the time, so taming them well would be useful.
‘Of course, when its usefulness wears out, Ona-Holo should be restored to its original state. Cheek.’
* * *
Squeak!
Thud!
I hear the door opening and closing in the dark prison. This was dungeon No. 4 where Carmiel was imprisoned, and the person who entered was a barbarian boasting a big cock. He stood in front of the bound beauty, carrying a backpack full of potions of an unknown liquid in her right hand and a torch in her left hand.
“A long time. Carmiel. How are you?”
“… “
Carmiel’s appearance, neglected for several days, was miserable. Her fine silver hair had completely faded and became like a madman’s hair, and the white jade-like skin was stained with soup. Dont be in this shape thanks to her sending her maids periodically and taking care of her at least, it would have been worse than this.
Even so, her beauty did not diminish.
A beauty that can be compared to a succubus despite being human.
Because that’s the Heretic Inquisitor Carmiel.
“I heard that living in a dungeon in a medieval land will ruin your health quickly. I really would.”
“… “
The savage caressed Carmiel’s voluptuous breasts, smiled at her, and looked around her. There is no light everywhere, so the sense of time is blurred, and the bad smell is seething because there is no ventilation. In the meantime, since the chains were tied to her limbs, the iron dog would rise and her skin would feel very rough, and the impact on her body would be great because she was bound with her hands on the ceiling.
“But there’s not even a difference from last time.”
“… “
“It’s such an amazing mental strength.”
The savage admitted that he had underestimated the enemy. No matter how much I expected Carmiel to be raped and imprisoned in a dungeon for ten days, he would show even a slight agitation, but our Heretic Inquisitor really didn’t move at all. She didn’t care even if her beautiful body was used as a savage’s cockhouse and was toyed with, and there was no change even if the barbarian lit a torch.
“Can’t you even feel the heat?”
“… “
“I’ll have to give it a try.”
Jijijijijijijijik!
The savage brought the torch he was holding to Carmiel’s breast. As the white breasts are engulfed in flames, the skin is tanned and the flesh ripens. Even so, Carmiel didn’t budge, and she didn’t notice a difference even after a long time had passed and she had been cooked to a crisp. The head of the heresy trial does not blink an eye at torture.
“Even if I cut off her limbs and pluck out her eyes, she won’t budge. I’ll admit this. Carmiel.”
“… “
“I’ll treat your wounds first. I can’t harm her beautiful breasts like this.”
The savage poured a high-quality healing potion into his mouth and passionately sucked Carmiel’s right breast. Then, the healing potion came out of his saliva and healed Karmiel’s burn, and the savage smiled while looking at her areola with teeth marks.
“So I thought for a long time about how to teach you. Our good Carmiel.”
“… “
Smack smack.
He touches the head of the Heretic Judge who is chained.
Like soothing a sleeping cat.
“The original plan was to use a succubus to infiltrate dreams. Even if he is the head of the Heretic Inquisition, if the succubus lord continues to use mind control, he will have to surrender sooner or later. But when I thought about it, it wasn’t fun. It’s just that the succubus insults and rapes me, isn’t it me who insults and rapes?”
His humiliation was thoroughly done with his own hands.
That is a rule that any professional rapist should follow.
“Even so, there is no way to deal with other onaholes with normal methods. My wife was just weak to pain, so when she fucking fucked her, she became docile, and when the witch gave her false hope, she became mellow. Lovely Yuria was a bit picky, but… So it was rather fun. It tastes the best when you force yourself to eat it.”
Come to think of it, it’s been two weeks since I didn’t visit YuRia, right?
Our Yuria must be hungry for her dick, but you left her alone too.
Is that why it’s a popular problem?
“Besides, if YuRia uses her colleagues, and she uses her ego pretending to be righteous, it would be easier for her to obey. His boyfriend and party mates are all in my hands. Succubus, you’re just a whore who listens to you when you fuck up. But you seemed impossible.”
The savage circled around in a circle with Carmiel in the center. Her lustful eyes pierced every corner of her statue-like body, and her cock grew larger and larger, reaching the size of her two-handed sword. However, this time she doesn’t want to screw it all up.
So, there is nothing different from last time.
The last rape is a failed hunt. It’s a horribly ruined humiliation.
Because she was only amused by herself, and the victim didn’t care.
I am happy, and the victim must be in despair.
Only then is it real rape and real humiliation.
“In the Vatican’s heretic judge training center where you grew up, physical pain is a daily occurrence. Moreover, since they are taught to lay down their lives like straw for the will of God, they grow into fanatics who perfectly defend even moderate mental magic. Not to mention, since you were the best ever among such fanatics, you are immune to pure physical rape, and your mentality will not be broken no matter how much stress and humiliation you give, and even if your family dies, you will only express regret. It seemed impossible to humiliate a bitch like this.”
The savage stops in front of Carmiel’s face.
“So I thought I’d just turn it into a toilet.”
“… “
“Or tell the succubus to collapse his mind.”
“… “
“But, I was just curious.”
The savage grabbed Carmiel by the neck and looked into her blue eyes.
There is not even a hint of human emotion. There is only absolute faith.
“How fragile is the sober mind hiding behind such a hard shell.”
“… “
“Having such a hard shell means that there is something to hide.”
The Heretic Judge didn’t even budge this time.
But the savage felt it intuitively.
That the other party started to agitate.
It is the instinct of a predator to feel the fear of its prey.
She herself correctly caught her weakness.
“It must be difficult to break the shell. But what if you could only reveal the inside?”
“Isn’t that a really sweet and tender part?”
The savage licked Carmiel’s ear with his tongue and delivered a kind whisper.
She is like a hunter who brings her long-fought game alive and butchers it.
“I know now. Why did you become the heresy judge?”
That moment,
Carmiel’s eyes trembled.
Very subtle, but clearly moved.
“Carmiel. I sincerely ask you.”
The savage took out a red potion from her backpack.
She then puts it down her own throat.
It is a magic potion that transforms the user into a demon for a certain period of time.
“Be the seed.”
