As far as Eleonora knew, the man before her, Shin Seon-dong, was the type who—even if he lied—always kept his word once it was given.
Thinking that a liar could still keep his word was a contradiction on the level of saying "I drank but I didn't drink-and-drive," yet that was how Eleonora perceived him. Take her clothes and armor, for example. Even though he had used the absurd excuse of "medical treatment" to strip her of her last shreds of pride and honor, he had actually returned with her clothes washed and her armor polished clean.
He had done exactly as he said. It was behavior unfathomable for a man so wicked and vile that he would deceive her with such transparent lies just to perform these outrageous training sessions. Because of these actions, she believed that in this moment, if she truly wanted something, he would grant it.
'The prize he promised to give me...'
He said she had done something praiseworthy. A reward for not letting another's cock—a Goblin's cock—penetrate her throbbing, lewd pussy, and for enduring until he gave the order. Yes, it was only natural for a good master to reward his subordinate. Even if she was the one who provided the cause by exposing herself naked in broad daylight, she still felt a sense of grievance.
The grievance of almost having a stranger's cock in her pussy was clearly his fault, and she deserved compensation.
'O-of course, it's not that I'm his subordinate, and fundamentally no one's cock should ever enter me, but still!'
To be honest, while the lecherous gazes and those hands kneading her thighs, waist, and breasts had made her climax multiple times, he had gone too far this time. Even he admitted it. That was why Eleonora answered without a moment's hesitation to his seductive offer of "anything."
"P-pussy..." "Hmm?" "Pat my... pussy..."
'Ah... this isn't it...?'
What was this "sow-like" request, begging for the master's affection? She could have asked for her sword back, so why did she...
"Really? That's it? You can truly ask for anything."
"I need nothing else. Just as you said before, you can even p-piss in my pussy, but as a prize, pat my pussy...! With those filthy hands of yours, my vulgar, lewd pussy... pat it...♥"
And with that, as if she couldn't stand it any longer, Eleonora thrust her loins forward. Shin Seon-dong, wearing a beaming smile, reached toward her pubic area.
'Wait, she's been in a pigpen, but look how clean she is.'
He had given her a large rubber basin full of water to wash, but he certainly hadn't given her soap or toiletries. Yet, her platinum-blonde pubic hair was as soft and fine as if it had been meticulously groomed with a luxury brush. And around those golden threads, her pale skin—white as jade—and her pretty pink pussy were puckering cutely as if waiting for his touch.
Though she lacked the radiance she had when they first met, the "sow's" body was still a masterpiece. Shin Seon-dong stared blankly, captivated.
"W-what are you doing... hurry, hurry and pat my pussy...!" "Ah."
Unfortunately, because her eyes were covered by the black cloth, she realized he was looking at her, but she assumed he was just playing tricks to make her more anxious. She began to rub her pussy against his palm with short, sharp jerks, much like a dog wagging its tail.
"Hurry, pat it, pat it... why are you hesitating... You said you'd give me a prize, so why are you waitinguuu...!" "Ahem."
It was as if a large dog couldn't wait for its master's touch and was whining for it. Shin Seon-dong watched Eleonora panting as she rubbed her soaked pussy against his palm, then leaned in and lightly bit her ear.
"How do you want me to pat it?"
"F-from the mound, slowly... and then with your whole palm... over the whole thing...♥"
Even at the sensation of his fingers tracing her side, Eleonora trembled and sobbed. Shin Seon-dong, deciding not to delay any longer, raised his index and middle fingers and began to stroke her plump pubic mound.
"What a strange pig. The hair isn't coarse at all; it's so soft."
"A pig... I-I am not a pig, Hng-ut...!"
Ttap! The crisp sound—like a flick to the wrist—echoed as his fingers struck her left labia. At the familiar touch, the corners of Eleonora's mouth tore upward into a wide, delirious grin.
"You want me to pat it like this?"
"Y-yes... now the other side! The other side too... Hee-it...♥"
Slap! This time, the sensation on her right side caused a pleasure-filled moan to erupt from her lips.
"You aren't even trying to hide it anymore? Are you okay with showing me how you're falling into depravity and lust?"
"I haven't... fallen... My desire to kill you is still very much alive, butttt...!"
"But?"
"This is... a reward! A reward you gave meeee...! Just because I take a moment to catch my breath doesn't mean you're going to escapeeee...!"
In the end, she was just admitting she wanted to enjoy his touch. Shin Seon-dong noticed the anal beads sliding in and out more rapidly—a sign she was fully aroused—and he crouched down between her legs.
"W-what are you doing...!"
"Since my sow did such a good job, I should make sure she enjoys her prize properly, shouldn't I?"
"Enjoy! I-I have never once enjoyed your touch, H-haaaaang...♥"
Slap-slap-slap! His hands began to strike both sides of her pussy simultaneously. Despite her words, Eleonora nearly lost consciousness from the sensation.
'With both hands! Slapping my pussy with both hands...! Not just hitting it with his fingers, but prying it open with his fingertips every time he strikes... How... how did he know exactly what I liked...?!'
"You really are a perverted sow."
"Pervert! Another lie...! Calling Eleonora Croft a pervert! A sow obsessed with cock!"
"...I didn't say that last part?"
"You diddd...! I clearly saw you muttering it in your heart with my own two eyes!"
Despite being blindfolded, she barked back a nonsensical rebuttal. Shin Seon-dong chuckled as he pried her labia open with both hands, peeking at the writhing vaginal flesh inside. Realizing her interior was being ogled, Eleonora shrieked.
"Don't look! I asked you to pat it with your hands, I never said you could pry it open and peek inside!"
"Hehe."
'Th-this man! He called it a reward, but why won't he just do what I want?!'
He was truly despicable. But in this situation, it was Eleonora who was the desperate one. It was humiliating, but she craved his touch far too much.
"Won't you... stop prying and just pat it now?"
"I am patting it."
"I... I mean... like I said earlier, I want you to cover my pussy with your palm and pat it..."
"You can do that yourself even without me."
She couldn't see him, but she could practically feel him smirking. Eleonora's lips trembled as she whispered.
"Not my hand... but Master's hand... I want you to pat it... I want Master's hand to do it...!"
"Like this?" "Hee-it!"
The moment she finished, Shin Seon-dong's hand covered her incessantly twitching pussy. The sensation sent a jolt of excitement through her.
Chyap, chyap.
"You want me to hit it like this?"
"Yes, like that! Like that, with Master's hand! Like you're hitting it! I meant for you to pat it with your filthy hand as if punishing my twitching, lewd pussy, Hng-uuuuut...!!"
She claimed she wanted him to punish her for twitching, but every time his hand slapped her, her pussy pried itself wide open, clinging to his palm as if trying to kiss it.
"And you're still saying you're not a perverted sow?"
"I'm not! Even if I called you Master because I'm drunk on lust! Even if I'm thrusting my hips to make my pussy kiss Master's palm! Even if I'm naked in broad daylight with my pussy gaping for anyone to see, I am NOT! A sow-like creature!!"
"So you admit to being a pervert, then?"
"K-heeeeeeeeeeee...♥"
The moment Shin Seon-dong pinched her clitoris, Eleonora's back arched violently.