Volume 5 Chapter 28 Nier and Helga’s Secret (Part ②)*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Nier rested on the lavish bed, crawling on all fours with her rear end exposed and swaying shamelessly as she used her own hands to spread her fleshy cheeks wide, baring the dark, swollen, and utterly slackened ring of her anus. Helga hovered behind her, grinning as she toyed with the passage.
”Nier-sama, it’s just super-duper amazing in there! I can totally hear the squelching, ya know?” Helga chirped with bubbly enthusiasm.
Helga’s hands were slick, coated in the brown, foul waste leaking from Nier’s body. Far from wiping it away, she scooped it up deliberately, smearing it over Nier’s skin and kneading it between her fingers.
”Nngh… ah…! More, keep dirtying me…! Mess me up completely with my own filth…!” Nier pleaded, her voice trembling with a bubbly, hyper-cute intensity that betrayed her complete lack of restraint.
Nier’s expression was one of absolute ecstasy. The elegance of a merchant’s wife was long gone, discarded. She had fallen into the shape of a pathetic, lewd woman who found supreme pleasure in being soiled, her own excrement turned into a toy for Helga’s hands.
”As you wish,” Helga giggled, her tone bouncing with delight. “Then, I’m gonna go grab the ‘freshly baked’ warmth deeper inside, okay?”
Helga bunched her fingers together and thrust them forcefully into Nier’s slick, gaping gate.
Squelch! Plop!
Nier’s insides swallowed her fist, burying her wrist and then pushing even deeper. Without a hint of restraint, Helga sank her arm in up to the elbow.
”Aggh, aahぁぁぁhh…! It’s coming in! Something so thick, reaching all the way to the depths of my bowels…!” Nier arched her back, saliva dripping from her chin. The sensation of her rectum1 stretching around that thick intrusion reminded her powerfully of Goshujin-sama’s thick, hard member, and the thought sent a jolt of electricity through her brain.
”Wow, it’s so warm, Nier-sama,” Helga chirped. “Your belly is just totally packed with poop!”
Helga grabbed the soft waste pooled against Nier’s intestinal walls, squeezing it directly inside her.
Squish, mush.
The feeling of the filth being crushed within and forced to ooze between Helga’s fingers surged through Nier’s body.
”Hieee! N-no, deeper! Don’t grab the poop! It’s too embarrassing, nyaaa!”
”There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, silly,” Helga giggled. “See how hot you’ve become…? Isn’t your other hole begging for it, too?”
With her right arm still buried in Nier’s bowels, Helga reached her free left hand toward Nier’s groin. Unlike the forced expansion of the rear, the front was already soaked in love fluids.
”Ah, not there…!”
Helga flicked Nier’s clitoris with her finger, then slid it into the v**inal canal. A thick arm behind and skilled fingers in front left Nier’s escape completely blocked as she was ravaged from both sides.
”Nnchu… lero-lero…”
Helga leaned in, trailing her tongue against Nier’s most private parts. The wetness of her tongue tangled with the intrusion of her arm deep within. Nier had never known a way of being violated so shameful as this. Both holes forced wide, a barrage of pleasure so intense it felt as though her brain were melting.
”Ahieee! Front and back! I’m going to go crazy, I’m gonna go crazy!”
”Come on, Nier-sama! Just lose yourself, all covered in filth!”
Helga shifted her hips, piston-driving her arm with violent intensity.
Pop! Squelch! Pop!
The sounds of air escaping and the wet, sloppy mixture of mucus and waste echoed through the room. Nier could feel the filth being kneaded inside her, overflowing from her anus with every thrust and staining the sheets in dark brown.
That was when it happened.
Thump.
Deep in her chest—her heart skipped a beat in a way that felt unnatural.
”Ah…!? What… was that…?”
It wasn’t pain. But it was an intense, undeniable sense of unease. Her blood burned as if it were boiling, and an indescribable trembling surged from the very depths of her soul. There was no reason for it. And yet, a conviction crossed her mind.
…Goshujin-sama?
The presence of the man who should have been far away had just blazed through her. He was about to accomplish something tremendous. That Blue Flame that had once saved her daughter’s soul—the overwhelming presence that defied human understanding—resurfaced from the depths of her memories, seizing control of her body.
(Ah… Goshujin-sama. You truly are going to a place so far away…)
It was fear, but more than that, it was deep, profound worship. The traces of him remaining within her body throbbed in a frenzy of joy. That premonition alone was enough to push her body beyond its limits, driving her into a state of uncontrollable heat.
”Ah… Nier-sama? You just twitched so hard…”
Helga, with her sharp, feral instincts, seemed to sense the shift in Nier. She grinned, then pushed her buried hand even deeper.
”Here… this is the spot that feels best, right?”
She grabbed hold of the hard protrusion—the uterine opening—through the thin wall separating Nier’s rectum and v**ina.
”! ? ! ? ! ? ! ? “
An unspeakable shock tore through Nier. The premonition of her master burning in her chest and the direct stimulation from her filth-covered intestines sparked together. Holy worship and impure degradation burned out her consciousness.
”H, hieeeeeeeeeeeee! Ah, ah, there! Don’t grab my uterus through my butt! Goshujin-sama! It’ll break! It’s going to break!”
”Ahaha! Nier-sama, your face is just too cute! When Ryuichi-sama returns, I’ll have to tell him all about this weakness of yours!”
Helga laughed innocently, kneading Nier’s uterus with obsessive focus while resuming the piston motion with her entire arm.
Pop, squelch, grind-grind-grind!
”Aaaahhhh! I’m coming! I’m coming, coming, coming! I’m gonna break!”
”I’m dying! Goshujin-sama, look at me! Look at how dirty, how ruined I’ve become!”
Brrr-splat!
With a desperate, soul-tearing shriek, the remainder of the waste erupted from Nier’s expanded anus. Simultaneously, a massive amount of fluid surged from her v**ina, turning the sheets into a sea of filth and love fluids.
”Ah, buh…!”
The sheer capacity of pleasure exceeded Nier’s limits, and her consciousness was wiped into a blank, white void.
Jerk, twitch, spasm!
”Wow… super amazing. Nier-sama, you’re still spasming!”
Helga looked down at Nier, who was convulsing with her eyes rolled back, and let out a voice of pure ecstasy. She slowly withdrew her arm from Nier’s body.
Sploosh.
A slow trail of brown waste continued to leak from the wide, slackened anus. Helga’s arm was coated up to the elbow.
”Haa… it’s so warm. Nier-sama’s insides… they smell so super good, yay!”
Seeing the carnage, Helga’s excitement reached its peak. She scooped up a solid piece that had fallen from Nier, bringing it to her own lips. The bitterness and stench filled her mouth, but to her, it was the perfect spice.
”Nnh…!”
Still keeping the filth in her mouth, Helga crawled over the twitching, unconscious Nier and claimed her lips, which were already frothing.
Nnnhhh! (Slurp, lero-lero!)
A deep, wet kiss. Helga forced the chewed-up filth into Nier’s mouth. Even in her unconscious state, Nier’s throat reflexively swallowed.
”Nn, nkh! Ah, I’m totally connected to Nier-sama! We’re connected by this poop-kiss!”
Helga straddled Nier’s face, continuing to m**urbate with her soiled hand, clawing at her own private parts at high speed. Before her lay the woman she loved, twitching with her eyes rolled back. In her mouth was the filth they shared. Between her legs was the slickness of the waste.
”I’m coming! I’m coming! I’m coming while covered in poop, yayyy!”
Twitch! Squirt!
Helga climaxed grandly, raining her love fluids down onto Nier’s face. But it didn’t end there. She didn’t settle for one orgasm; she moved her fingers with insane, rhythmic hunger.
”Ah, not yet! I can still go! Nier-sama, wake up! Come with me, let’s go together!”
She poured more filth into Nier’s mouth, tangling their tongues. Helga rode her like a beast, shaking her hips again, and again, and again, repeating her climax over and over.
The storm of madness passed, and silence returned to the room. However, the stench and the heat remained.
”…Nn…”
Nier slowly opened her eyes. What entered her view was Helga, sleeping peacefully in her arms, and the bed—a sight too wretched to look at.
”Sigh… I did it again, didn’t I…” Nier murmured, her voice sounding weary and soft.
She sat up, her body feeling heavy, and poked Helga’s cheek. Her mouth and hands were stained brown. Of course, so was Nier. Yet, strangely, she felt no discomfort. The loneliness of her master’s absence, the scars of the past—they were all being soothed, for now, by this illicit warmth.
…Goshujin-sama?
Under that distant sky, what was it that you saw? Until the day you finally returned, we would continue to nurture this love for you in this dirty, hidden place.
”Next time… let’s try having normal s*x. It’s a promise, okay?”
”Mmm… I’ll consider it, maybe…” Helga murmured in her sleep, rubbing her face against Nier’s chest, and drifted back into dreams, looking entirely happy. Outside the window, the snow continued to fall silently, covering everything with a cold, yet gentle, shroud.
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Summary:
Helga subjects Nier to an extreme and depraved ritual of violation that leaves both characters in a state of exhaustion and filth-covered ecstasy. Nier experiences a spiritual surge of premonition regarding her absent master, Goshujin-sama, during the height of the act. The chapter concludes with the two women sharing the aftermath of the encounter, finding a strange comfort in their shared corruption. The lingering uncertainty remains regarding the master’s true location and the impact of his impending actions.
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Trivia:
Nier was once a merchant’s wife, a status she has completely shed.
Helga possesses feral instincts that allow her to perceive Nier’s spiritual shifts.
The master, Goshujin-sama, is associated with a Blue Flame that saved Nier’s daughter.
The act of sharing filth is presented as a form of sacred, albeit corrupt, bonding between the two.
The weather outside is cold and snowing, providing a stark contrast to the internal heat of the room.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Helga – An 18-year-old fair-skinned blonde maid with silver eyes and a raspy, unrefined voice from a slum childhood. Driven by sharp, feral instincts, a sadistic streak, and extreme devotion to her sexual impulses, this former street urchin manages Ryuichi-sama’s household with Nier, whom she enjoys toying with. Deeply loyal to Grimm, John, and Reina, her obsessive nature ignores societal boundaries.
• Nier – A 27-year-old Japanese head maid, former merchant’s wife, and farm girl with refined features, long black hair, and a voluptuous physique. Deeply submissive and obsessed with her master, Ryuichi, she battles masochism, insecurity, and fear of abandonment. Driven by maternal trauma from losing her daughter, Mia, she channels deep motherly affection toward Helga and protects the younger slaves.
• Ryuichi – The analytical, 40-year-old Spirit King of the Grimm mansion and elf village possesses a plain build, silver hair, and a beard. An antagonist with Japanese past-life memories, he rules with absolute authority, manipulating mana and space. Now absent, his strength once drew Helga to be his slave. His deep absence and lingering scent in the sheets act as a catalyst for intimacy between Nier and Helga.
• Ryu – A man with Interdimensional Magic who leads a growing household. He acts as a provider and protector for his slaves, while maintaining a pragmatic and blunt personality.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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