"I knew it would come to this. I knew it."
"…"
As if she had predicted this situation, Eleanor silently glared at Shinseon, who was placing her food outside the bars as usual.
"What have you done to me this time…?"
"What have I done? I told you during the day to take it off."
Those pitiful eyes! As if to say this happened because she ignored his goodwill! It was so displeasing. Anyone could see he was clearly disappointed he couldn't strip her naked, yet he acted as if this outcome was solely because Eleanor refused his genuine goodwill. Anger welled up inside her, but Eleanor let out a deep sigh and spoke.
"So, for that, you made me…!"
"Sigh, do as you please. I told you clearly, right? Here, 'food.'"
Gurgle!
As soon as Shinseon finished speaking, a now-familiar signal of hunger rang out. Eleanor, drooling from the discomfort in her chest, staggered toward where he was—toward her food bowl.
She wanted to yell right then and there, but getting angry here wouldn't change anything; it would only give him more justification to humiliate her.
If she just showed him she was eating the 'food' before her and satisfied him roughly, then this detestable sight would be over.
It was humiliating enough to eat like livestock, with her head buried in the trough like cows or pigs (at the word "pig," Eleanor's head turned toward the pigs in the next pen), but still, it was nothing compared to showing herself pleasuring her own pussy in front of him.
'I'll just pretend until he's satisfied. Once I pretend, then from that point on, I can…!'
Pleasuring herself alone and lonely.
It was disheartening that she seemed to be growing accustomed to the act of pleasuring herself, but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her gradually being tamed.
'No, rather than doing it alone, what if I showed the pigs in the next pen how I pleasure my pussy? Even if I don't climax, if I intentionally moan loudly and finger myself noisily, they'll surely scream at me in frustration …'
Until now, she had pleasured herself secretly while the pigs were asleep, but since dinner had just ended, it was the perfect time to give them a good show (?) as they prepared to sleep.
They'd be heading to the afterlife soon anyway, so letting them fully savor what a sow in heat is like before then wouldn't be bad.
'No, more than that, it'll surely feel good. Even though they're beasts, just imagining those countless eyes watching my twitching pussy and grunting is enough to make me feel like I'm about to cum already …'
Especially this despicable creature before her—he wouldn't know she did such things at night. His earlier nonsense about turning her into a sow had been irritating too.
Wouldn't it be a small amusement to give the other pigs a good show behind his back?
Thud—!
"Huh?"
Her thrilling fantasy was cut short as Eleanor instinctively tilted her head when her hand, unable to reach beyond the bars, bounced back into the pen.
"Are you eating or not? What were you thinking about so intently…?"
"Sh-shut up! Be quiet!"
'Ugh… what was I thinking about?!'
Snapping back to her senses (?) in an instant, Eleanor blushed deeply under Shinseon's mocking gaze, then bowed her head low.
How could she even think about masturbating in front of the pigs? What a lewd thought! And what kind of mind did she have to calmly consider such an absurd act?
'It's all because of this itch. My nipples keep itching, so my body heats up on its own, and before I know it …'
Of all places, it's her chest. The same symptoms were appearing in areas touching her armor, but especially on her breasts. The stimulation from today's thorough groping had left her sensitive breasts unable to think straight, but still, how could she entertain such absurd fantasies…?!
"Ugh…!"
"What are you looking at? What did I do?"
"…"
At his words, she had nothing to say.
Even if he was the root of all evil, these fantasies were entirely her own doing.
Had she grown weak?
How long had she been trapped here to unconsciously indulge in such lewd fantasies?
Letting out another deep sigh, Eleanor finally buried her head in the food scraps before her, hoping to reaffirm her hatred and desire for revenge through this humiliation as she quietly tried to slip her head between the bars.
But at that moment,
"Tsk tsk, still not coming to your senses? You know you can't eat with your armor on, so why are you doing this?"
"Huh?"
At some point, Shinseon had crossed his legs on a steel chair and spoke as if pitying her. Eleanor bowed her head again and looked down at her armor.
'Armor… I have to take it off…?'
This armor, the iron curtain that had blocked her hands from her burning, aching breasts. Could she take it off? No, she had to take it off?
Come to think of it, she remembered never wearing this armor when he gave her 'food.' The cold metal, raised like a collar to protect her neck, had always prevented her from sticking her head out beyond the bars.
To eat the food, she had to take off the armor.
"I'm… not feeling well. Couldn't you put it inside the pen like last time…?"
"I told you to take it off because you'd feel better, but you refused, didn't you?"
"Ah…"
Right, there was no way he'd create such a favorable situation for her.
Gurgle!
Besides, wasn't her body acting up, urging her to eat that food right now? Letting out a sigh mixed with relief and lamentation, Eleanor whispered to herself as if reminding herself.
'Right, this is to survive… to survive, I have to eat that… I promised myself to always maintain the best condition to escape, so this is… this is…!'
This isn't abandoning her pride.
And to be honest, though it hurt her pride, that food scrap-like stuff didn't taste too bad either.
"…You wouldn't listen even if I told you to leave, would you?"
"If you want me to, I'll leave."
As soon as she finished speaking, Shinseon, who had been sitting there all along, lifted his heavy buttocks and began folding the chair. Eleanor sighed in relief and started unfastening the buckles of her armor.
"…"
With each click of the buckles coming undone, her breathing grew faster, emitting faint heat as her hands moved increasingly swiftly.
As if finally freed from this oppressive thing, as if meeting the long-awaited liberation, Eleanor quickly unfastened all the buckles binding her body in an instant.
Normally, it would take over ten minutes to fasten the buckles, but she had undone them all in less than half that time.
Now, if she could just remove this chest plate, she could finally free her blazing hot breasts.
And after that—
"Well then, I'll be off?"
"W-wait! Where are you going?"
Before she knew it, Shinseon had placed the chair back in its original spot and was pulling the doorknob to leave the pigpen when Eleanor grabbed him.
"Why? You told me to leave."
"…"
'Why? Why, why did I stop him?'
She could just let him leave. That would be fine, so why did she stop him? Confused by her own actions, her mouth moved on its own.
"I-I don't mind if you watch… my, undressing… you can watch… no, I want you to watch!"
"What?"
The foolish expression vanished from Shinseon's face, replaced by his characteristic wicked, sly smile. Normally, she would've gritted her teeth at this, but for some reason, she wanted him to stay.
There was something only he could do—she didn't know what it was, but she desperately wanted him. She didn't know why or what, but she wanted him there.
For that—
"I… want you to watch… as I become naked, with these large, swaying breasts…"
Squelch—
Instantly, Eleanor shuddered lightly as she felt something damp trickle down her thigh.