Impregnating Every SSS-Rank Knight and Queen Into Submissive Sows! Chapter 50 A Truly Mind-Blowing Tool

Until now, I had only focused on her pussy, ass, and mouth. Since her tits were practically untouched virgin territory to my hands, they elicited a definitive reaction.

For massive tits bigger than a human head, the sensitivity was incredibly high. Were her nipples her erogenous zone?

"Insisting you aren’t lewd while reacting like this? No wonder the ssages get angry at you."

"Stop, stooooop...!"

To think a body that couldn’t live without a man—no, a body that attracted n like magnets—had been rolling around on the battlefield... it was a waste that would make anyone explode with frustration. But now that she had found her Master, it didn’t matter anymore.

"Why did you ask to touch your ass? Tell the reason."

"R-Reason...? I explained earlier, Hnnngh! Didn’t I explain it?!"

"You just told to check it?"

Did she an she wanted the person training her to personally check if her Ass Pussy training was going well?

Of course, I knew that wasn’t what she ant, but I whispered as I gently licked her earlobe.

"Check what? Did you want to check how lewd you are? Or check how chewy and slutty your asshole is now that it’s just started accepting objects?"

"No! You’re twisting my words again, Haaaaaaahn...!!"

Before she could finish, I bit her earlobe, and Eleonora convulsed in a light orgasm. Not missing this chance, I released the pressure on the sides of her breasts and imdiately covered her nipples with my palms, cupping them warmly.

"No... It’s not..."

"You seem to like it so much you can’t even speak properly. Use your fingers to answer. If I’m right, hold up one index finger. If I’m wrong, hold up your index and middle fingers. With both hands."

Eleonora, panting weakly, nodded as if she understood. I whispered into her ear again.

"Why did you call over when I was on my way out and stick your ass out? Did you really just want to check? To check if it was gaping well? To check if it was ready to accept the drugs?"

"Huuuuuh..."

Slowly, the index fingers on her right and left hands went up.

As soon as I confird this, I jabbed Eleonora’s nipples with my own index fingers.

"Hiiiiiiiieeeek?!"

"Hmm, is that so? I thought... Maybe our sow called because she missed her Master’s cock?"

"Hiii, Hiiieeeeeeek...?!"

Shake Shake!!

Eleonora’s platinum blonde hair, looking as if gold dust had been sprinkled over it in the sunlight, whipped around as she shook her head frantically.

But no matter how much she shook her head to deny it, seeing my index fingers poking as if trying to pierce through her nipples.

Eleonora looked at pitifully, pleading with her eyes to ask why I kept tornting her nipples.

"What did I tell you to do when answering?"

"!!"

One finger for yes, two for no.

No matter how much of a sow she was, she wasn’t an idiot. As she quickly parted her lips, I invaded her mouth with my tongue again for a deep kiss.

Slowly, trembling like an aspen tree, Eleonora’s index and middle fingers extended.

Matching her, I also spread my index and middle fingers on both hands. I placed Eleonora’s nipples between them and, as if using scissors, I squeezed.

Squish.

I pressed down hard on Eleonora’s nipples with my fingers, and the reaction was instantaneous.

"Eeeeeehiiiiiiiiii?!"

Along with the sensation of chewy at against my fingers, Eleonora climaxed right then and there once again.

"Ha, haaaah... N-Nipples, with just the nipplesss... Just the nipples...?!"

Thud!

The mont I let go, she dropped to her knees, then collapsed face-first onto the floor with her ass still held high in the air.

I hadn’t even stimulated her pussy or ass, yet looking at her thighs—so wet they were glistening—and seeing her passed out with her ass raised high while male sen dripped down her legs... she truly had a natural gift for this.

[By the way, what was the item you were supposed to give to that soone?]

"Ah!"

I forgot!

Why was I hurrying down the mountain in the first place?!

I quickly looked around; the sun, which had been high in the sky, was now setting over the western hills.

Checking the ti, it was already ti for the evening feed distribution!

I thought I was just playing around for a mont, but to think this much ti had passed!

"This is all your fault!"

"Bu..hiiiiiek!?"

Smack!

Leaving Eleonora, who let out a pathetic squeal at the sound of the slap and began squirting pussy juice all over the place, I imdiately rushed out of the pigsty and headed back toward the brick house.

Upon arriving at the brick house, I imdiately opened the door and rushed into the room right next to the master bedroom.

Since no one was using it, it was currently serving as a makeshift storage room—though, for the record, there was a separate warehouse next to the brick house that we just didn’t use—almost as if I were being sucked in.

[Wow. I’ve felt this before, but this place is a total pigsty... No, wait, an actual pigsty would be cleaner! It’s a complete ss in here!]

It was called a storage room, but in reality, it was just a dumping ground for all sorts of junk, so saying it was scattered all over the place was an understatent. To say there was only trash missing would be accurate; it was undeniably chaotic.

Anyway, there was a reason I had co here, even putting Eleonora’s training aside for the mont.

"Earlier, when I looked at the ssage window to send sothing to ’Soone in Another World,’ there was a function to attach sothing, right?"

[Yep! But why do you ask?]

The reason I had hurried here in the first place was because of the ssage telling to ’experint personally with what and how much I could send.’

For example, with email, you can attach video files or docunts like photos. So, the question was: what could I send, and to what extent?

To find the answer, I imdiately squeezed through the gaps in the junk and grabbed the handle of the refrigerator visible through the clutter.

Since it was an old-fashioned model you wouldn’t see these days, it wasn’t exactly used for keeping food ingredients.

[Huh? What is that?]

"Antibiotics."