Salvation of the Fallen - Chapter 16
The last remaining sacred object. Felita. As the source of Viareche’s wealth and power, it was meticulously managed. Just one fruit. Except for selecting the most luscious fruit each year to be presented to the Emperor, all others were made into wine. This sacred flesh was not something a devilish person could easily obtain.
Just what was this person’s identity? Arsena’s mind was clouded with confusion.
“Why. Don’t you like it?”
As Arsena struggled to swallow the rising nausea and bit her lip, the man laughed pleasantly. As if he had known this would happen.
“It’s amusing. So amusing. You, Arsena.”
Excited by her distorted expression, the man grasped her plump br*ast with a rough hand. The swollen flesh touched to the point of bruising, was crushed in the man’s grip. Now, Arsena twisted her body, sobbing out of habit.
“Hngh.”
“Then shall I give you this?”
Simultaneously, a cold bead that she had tasted familiarly was rubbed against her lips. At the sweet scent that invaded her nose, Arsena unconsciously swallowed her saliva. It was miserable and humiliating. Arsena painfully resisted the urge to open her mouth and swallow that vicious thing immediately.
“Be honest, Arsena.”
“Hng.”
The man tempted her with a whispering voice. When she showed no particular reaction, he pulled her hair, tilting her head back, naturally parting Arsena’s lips. She glared at the invisible man with the bead that had instantly penetrated between her teeth in her mouth. The familiar scent moistened her mouth. The aphr*disiac was unpleasantly sweet. So much that she wanted to swallow it in one gulp.
Ah, my poor mother.
It was unexpected that she thought of her mother at that moment. That foolish woman, even while staggering drunk, would drink until she vomited everything inside, and despite her suffering, she would pick up the wine gla$s again. Not knowing it would kill her, she swallowed her misfortune gulp by gulp. Believing it would save her.
I don’t want to.
Ptui. Arsena spat out the l*quid seeping into her throat. The man, splattered with the strongly sprayed liquid, burst into laughter like a seizure, without any sign of displ*asure. It was, above all, a chilling and dangerous sound.
“Yes. That’s what makes it interesting.”
The man’s face, who had abruptly stopped laughing, came close. The man’s breath was low and deep. Arsena felt a piercing chill at the dangerous male scent that invaded along with the large hands cupping her cheeks.
“But don’t test my patience.”
The languid whisper in her ear was a clear warning. For a moment, an extreme sense of pressure weighed down her entire body. Her fingertips trembled as if her body had been plunged into ice.
What have I done? Arsena regretted the consequences brought on by a moment of impulsive action. Further resistance was meaningless. She just hoped the man wouldn’t twist her neck.
“Hng.”
The man’s hand grasped her b****t and flicked the swollen pink protrusion. For a moment, Arsena’s vision turned white with a tingling sensation that reached to her toes.
And then the familiar pain began. A pleasure that seemed to choke her engulfed Arsena. The man’s touch was too intense to think it was just her b****t being touched. It was as if he was grasping her heart, twisting and pinching it, urging her. To fall deeper, deeper, deeper into the abyss.
“Ha, haa, ha.”
Struggling in that deep swamp, Arsena sobbed, completely broken. Unable to exhale between her parted lips, she could only swallow.
“Haa…”
As the tongue wrapping around her swollen br*asts, about to burst, licked each fold of the protrusion, Arsena’s clenched fists twisted strangely. It was unbearable.
Would it have been better if she had swallowed the aphrodisiac the man offered? It was a pleasure too difficult to endure with a sound mind. No. It was pain. Her own bestial panting was filthy, and the w*t fl*id rising in her lower body was disgusting. She hated her body that was heating up as the man had trained it, even in this miserable situation. And also the man who would leave after humiliating her.
If only she could be broken to the point of not being able to think at all. Arsena prayed, rubbing her thighs. Then she wouldn’t have to feel this self-loathing.
As she tightly closed her eyes due to the unbearable shame, the man’s hand slid down her waist like a spider. In an instant, the last piece of cloth on her body. Arsena shuddered at the fingers digging into the last piece of fabric covering her body.
“Ah… you’re wet. Very wet.”
The man let out a low moan as he ravaged her tender flesh. It was the first time the man, who always persistently toyed with her b*****s, had done this. The thick fingers wandering inside her underwear slithered like a snake towards a deeper place. Arsena moaned with her mouth tightly shut as the warmth reached places she had never touched herself. As if it were her last shred of dignity.
“Damn. It’s tantalizing.”
With a vulgar curse, the last piece of cloth on her body was torn away. Her intimate lower body was completely exposed. Arsena, now fully n*ked, urgently tried to close her thighs, but it was a futile action. Before the man’s strong force, her trembling legs spread wide open like curtains fluttering in the wind.
“Hngh.”
“Why? Isn’t this what you wanted?”
As she shook her head, whimpering, the man raised one of Arsena’s legs with a vile smirk. It was already difficult to support her weight with both legs. With her weight now on her already injured wrists, even standing became precarious. Arsena’s naked body, suddenly balancing on one leg, swayed greatly.
“Shall I help?”
Along with the man’s playful question, a sturdy leather strap wrapped around Arsena’s leg, folding it up to press her knee against her chest. It was never a question that required an answer from the beginning.
The tightly pulled leather strap strongly constricted the skin of her ankle. Bound firmly and unable to move, Arsena couldn’t speak, as if gagged. She feared the man’s silence.
Even though she couldn’t see, she knew where the man’s gaze was directed. The deepest place that no one, not even herself, had ever seen. Arsena bit her lip in unbearable shame as her exposed g*nitals were fully revealed. It felt as if her body was burning under the man’s hot gaze.
“Haa….”
A low, deep voice. The man’s emotion underlying it was of a vivid color. Arsena, turned pale white, sobbed silently. She couldn’t even blame herself for being unable to resist. The man was a predator who dominated everything.
“What a mess. Here.”
After a long silence, the man’s fingers entered between Arsena’s legs, ruffling the black p*bic hair. The pubic hair, soaked with fl*ids that had flowed down from the previous abuse, changed shape as the man’s hand moved. The viscous fluid clung to the man’s long fingers.
The man roughly rubbed the clumped pubic hair, then gently stroked it as if combing. As if it were a toy.
“Hngh.”
For just a moment. As the man’s fingers brushed against the heat-filled peak, Arsena’s body collapsed at once. The tightly tensed muscles suddenly relaxed. Fluid emitting a lewd scent gushed out from her suddenly opened lower body.
“Ha!”
At the man’s exclamation tinged with mockery, Arsena’s face turned bright red. In this humiliating situation, Arsena bit her lip. She wanted to bite her tongue and die. If only she could.
As if reading her thoughts, the man’s thick hand pried open Arsena’s closed lips and invaded, pressing down on her red tongue.
“Mmph.”
Arsena swallowed the rising nausea once again as the foreign object invaded her, as if about to pierce her throat.
“You can’t escape. Not in life, not in death.”
