Chapter 179 – Arachne (2)
Kudos to the brave mad man.
It’s disgusting when humans do crazy things, but there are times when you think, ‘How idiots would do such a thing’.
That is the woman in front of me right now.
“I’m really out of my mind. How can you insult God?”
Like a human
“With only one skill of weaving, he has a low level of ability to insult God. Since people improve his skills, he seems to think he’s great.”
It seems crazy.
Of course, the two people in front of you are disguised, but God’s ears are everywhere and hear everything.
Even if there is something that the gods have not heard because it is annoying, how many nymphs chatter and deliver news to the gods?
“A hawk is medicine for the mad.”
How can I fix this burjang hair?
No, do we need to fix this quirk in the first place?
“What’s up, Minerva?”
“Are you going to kill me?”
“I’m going to kill you, but it’s too wasteful to just kill you.”
It’s not that Arachne was a waste.
It’s not that Arachne’s weaving skills were a waste.
“It’s such a waste to dare to curse God and all that, and then just throw a thunderbolt to kill him.”
It’s not polite to my goddesses to just kill them.
“I don’t treat women carelessly, but this woman has no room for rehabilitation. She deserves to be killed.”
“How are you going to kill me?”
“Well…”
I am thinking
How can rumors spread that you killed the most finely?
“…No.”
A woman like this needs to break her ego her.
If she dies for insulting God, she is a woman who will take pride in being killed by God.
She is the kind of woman who would say she killed herself because she admitted that God was inferior to her.
Blast furnace.
“Minerva. I need to bring out a playas after a long time. You and me too.”
“What are you thinking?”
“A person with the best weaving skills in Greece? If so, we should treat him as much as possible.”
I pointed at the stunned Arachne.
“I will take everything from Arachne. Her maiden her, her life her, and everything Arachne has built here in the kingdom of Lydia.”
* * *
Rattle.
Arachne felt chills from the sensation of something throbbing all over her body.
Late night.
I remember someone who looked like a lover, brother and sister, or a couple who looked like a couple.
And they said that if they wanted to offer their fabric to God, then they wouldn’t sell it.
Seriously.
Arachne doesn’t want the fabric to be dedicated to the gods.
Even the gods thought that if Arachne wanted to buy the cloth she wove herself, he had to come and make the purchase, either money or something.
Speaking of gods, they are no different from humans except that they were lucky enough to be born as titans.
It’s just that the power is a little special.
It’s the same if you get stuck by Zeus anyway, sticking out her tongue her and walking away.
Zeus’ prostitutes.
Arachne could not show her respect for the gods.
By the way.
Set aside that for now.
“Ugh…?!”
Body bound
The hands and feet could not be moved, and even the neck was immobilized.
Lying down like a dog.
Arachne was tied up like a beast, like a lion sitting leisurely.
“E-what is this…?!”
By the time he realized his condition, it was already too late.
Aside from the fact that her whole body her was restrained, aside from the fact that her restraints her were made of steel, the feel of the restraints and the parts of her body her made her aware of her condition.
That the body is ‘naked’.
Someone kidnapped her and imprisoned her, then tied her naked body to this mysterious apparatus!
“Who, who are you?! What are you!”
In front of her eyes, she can only see through the thin fabric.
And beyond her sheer fabric her, the silhouette of a woman was weaving her weaving her, humming her song her.
That.
“Me…?”
Arachne is weaving her weaving her.
Humming her hum her, stomping her feet lightly, weaving her fabric with long threads of her thread.
How did it happen?
She is here
The existence called Arachne is here, and she sees Arachne finely through the cloth.
“Oh…! Hey! Who are you! What kind of bitch are you!”
Arachne screamed and screamed.
From beyond the fabric, she let out her scream at the one who took her place her, who took her existence her.
“How dare you impersonate me, heeik?!”
Water.
A hand is felt behind her.
“What are you doing, you pervert! You, there you! Me! Help me!!”
The rough hand was clearly a man’s hand, and Arachne casually shouted at Arachne as she weaved.
“Somebody’s touching my ass! You, you crazy rapist!!”
Pop.
Arachne across the cloth stopped his hand her.
Then, after slowly approaching Arachne, they pulled up the tent.
“It’s noisy. About a prostitute.”
“What, what…?”
“What nonsense are you talking about a prostitute who gets stuck in a man’s cock and whimpers?”
The woman in front of her laughed at herself with Arachne’s voice and Arachne’s eyes in her.
“Stay calm there. Before I kill you.”
Chew.
The veil has been lifted.
“Hey, hey! Hey you fucking bitch!!”
The sound didn’t seem to reach beyond the veil, and Arachne was genuinely disgusted by the gooey sensations that began to creep behind her.
“Ahhh…?!”
Chuck.
It started to come towards a place that was so precious.
It was the first time I felt it in my life, it was thick, big, and big, and at the same time, it felt like my body was about to tear.
“Kahak…!”
The senses fluctuate like lightning strikes through the body.
Before the pain was felt first, the body began to fill with joy and ecstasy.
“Uh, why…?!
Although she was being tied up and being forcibly raped, Arachne’s body her sensitively accepted everything from a man.
Her whole body her was tied up, and all she could see was the room of Arachne, who had taken Arachne’s place her, so all her senses her were forced to focus on her back her.
“Ah, Kaheuk…!”
A heavy feeling as if the boat was being forcibly lifted.
For Arachne, who had no relationship with sex in the first place and had lived after severing ties, the unannounced rape was so terrible.
It was terrible and painful.
I thought so.
I had to think.
“Ah, ah, haha…!!”
Arachne stretched out his hand her.
He had to hold the cloth he himself had woven, clutching it tightly in his hands her, holding the cloth somehow in his mouth her.
Moan.
Pleasure.
A strong shock felt from behind.
Chuck.
“Ahhh…!!”
She had never felt it in her life, never felt it with her fingers, and as she grew up as a woman after being born as a human being, she began to experience pleasure that she had never felt at any other moment.
“Ah, haha, no…! If I do this, I will go crazy…! Arachne will no longer be…!!”
She harbored her loathing and hatred of God and she has lived.
She is a woman who thought she was superior to any other being, she was superior to God, in terms of her skill at weaving.
By the way.
In this way, having her own existence her stolen by someone unknown to her, should she live her life weaving cum instead of weaving?
“Ah, hey, that, I can’t…! Fuck, she’s a goddess! Yes, this is God’s work…!”
Arachne pointed her finger in front of her.
“You, you bitch!”
She lay quietly on the bed, pouring her twin lust at herself who was trying to sleep, her eyes bloodshot.
“It’s you! You made me like this! You know that I care about God, so you’re making me like this to fuck me!!”
She said the culprit is that woman.
She is that goddess
“If it’s a Zeus-only fuck house, I’ll just go to Zeus and spread my legs, why would you fuck with me! Huh?!”
Maybe it’s because he heard that goddess swearing that she was a slut for Zeus-
“It’s you!”
Arachne realized.
“The bitch with the guy! You’re the bitch!”
What was the man’s name
I don’t remember.
However, the woman next to the handsome man was clearly different from the average woman, and she was very upset that she was swearing at God.
“My, do you think I’m going to give in to a dick?! Let’s see! Even if I die!!”
Arachne cried out biting her lip.
“I-I won’t give in to a cock like this…!”
Pushy.
Arachne gripped the cloth tightly and gritted her teeth.
Arachne could feel her own body her tremble, to the point that her entire sphere of restraints her trembled.
Did something get inside?
Not.
It’s just boring
The man just mechanically thrusts his cock.
“Ah, ah, haha…!”
I don’t want to admit it.
I can not admit it.
If she accepts this pleasure as it is, she will become such a pitiful woman who she will give in to rape herself.
“I-I’m not just giving in to cock like this… No…!”
What if.
“Forcibly shove in and shove, this is just a sensation that humans naturally feel, and just feel…!”
Because of other factors.
If Arachne feels pleasure from being raped now, it’s because there’s something else going on.
What if.
If only this big cock guy fucking from his own back his was that blonde babe.
A man with big, muscular hands gripping his ass and fucking his cock like a beast.
If it’s that handsome man.
“Ah, heeuk, heuh…!!”
Arachne held onto the fabric as if she was about to tear it, hoping that the pain of pleasure would end soon.
Even if
“Ah, hey…!”
It is said that breath mixed with moaning flows through the cloth, and the cloth is soaked in his own sighs her.
“I will never give in…!!”
Arachne will never yield to cocks.
A year has passed.
