Chapter 14 (5)
Chapter 14 (5)
Jincheon headed with her to the old shrine where they first met, a place where no one came.
'I didn't know it would turn out like this at first....'
She had returned to the very place where she was kidnapped, and where he had indiscriminately violated her, claiming he would make her his concubine.
At first, she was filled with hatred toward him, but as she continued to sleep with him, that hatred gradually faded, and now, she even felt emotions she couldn't quite name.
All of this had started because they were physically compatible, but she, unaware of such a basic fact, couldn't understand why this young man made her heart flutter more than the husband she had lived with for over 20 years.
'As expected, it's not too late to refuse....'
Just as her last remaining conscience succeeded in persuading her that this wasn't right, and she was about to carefully refuse,
Beol-tteok!
"!!"
As Jincheon pulled out his erect penis, she was left speechless.
'No matter how many times I see it... it's so big....'
Ggul-kkeok!
Swallowing her dry saliva without realizing it, she couldn't take her eyes off Jincheon's penis.
"Hye-un... no, Yeobo. You can touch it."
Jincheon grabbed Cheon Hye-un's wrists and pulled them so she would hold his penis.
Cheon Hye-un, who grabbed Jincheon's penis without thinking, thought,
'It's hot! It feels like my hands are going to get burned!'
First, she was surprised by the hot body temperature of his freshly erect member, and then,
'It's so huge....... It's so thick that I have to spread my hand as wide as possible just to barely hold it...♡'
She was surprised a second time by the length and thickness of his massive penis.
Jincheon smiled at her, unable to take her eyes off his penis.
'Good, she's almost completely won over now.'
Her Eum-bang-sa-mul, a lecherous constitution, had been fully unlocked, and she had become a body that couldn't sleep properly unless she experienced climax at least three or four times a day.
In that state, having been clumsily satisfied by the meager penis of a scholar, most of her reason had already been filled with sexual desire.
If you can't understand it, just think of it as having a sexual drive several times stronger than that of an adolescent boy inside her head.
Jji-keok!
"Kya-heung~~♡"
When Jincheon inserted his fingers between her crotch, her pussy, feeling the sensation of his trained, hard fingers, was finally filled with the joy that its master had returned.
'The lower parts are already prepared. There's no point in any more foreplay.'
Confirming that there was no need for foreplay through the state of her pussy, which was already flooding, Jincheon gently pushed her body down.
"Ah......♡"
A young, firm body pressing down on her.
A massive meat-rod aiming for her pussy.
Having thrown away her last shred of conscience, she saw something she usually wouldn't see, thanks to this final, ultimate affair.
Kku-u-uk!
"A-heut~♡"
The pleasant pressure of a firm, young body pressing against her.
Thinking that this was the last time, every one of Jincheon's actions felt novel, and for some reason, he felt several times more attractive than usual.
"Then, let's slowly insert it......."
"W, wait a moment......!"
As Jincheon tried to insert it, she hurriedly stopped him, turned her body in his arms, and took a position lying down like a beast.
"I, if it's okay... please do it in this position......."
The doggy style position that Mak Cho-pyeong had been horrified by, calling it an indecent position.
However, because it was the most pleasurable position where his penis would deeply thrust into her lower back, she wanted him to violate her in this position.
"Call me by the title for a married couple."
"...Ah......."
"If you don't say it, I won't do it."
"Th, that's......."
No matter what, calling him by a married couple's title was embarrassing and made her feel guilty.
However, since Jincheon showed no intention of moving unless she said it, her dilemma ended sooner than expected.
"I... I beg of you....... Sanggong......."
As the word "Sanggong," a term a wife uses to address her husband respectfully, came out, Jincheon's penis became even more rigid than usual.
Because he had heard the line he wanted in a sweet voice.
Even if it was just a fake roleplay, she had used the title because of the pleasure given by the rapist who had mercilessly trampled her.
"Good! I'll do it very roughly, just as you want!"
"I didn't say it that far... Kya-at~"
Jincheon violently pressed down on her lower back.
Aiming for her buttocks, which naturally rose as her waist was pressed, Jincheon thrust his penis in all at once, as if he couldn't hold back anymore.
Tseu-pu-u-uk!
"Hu-ha-a-ang~~~♡"
As Jincheon's massive penis finally entered, the climax she had been holding back surged, and a moan close to ecstasy burst out.
'Ah...♡ It's the best...♡ If I have just this......♡'
She didn't even need her husband.
'W, what am I thinking?!'
For a moment, she hesitated, shocked that she had thought something she shouldn't have.
However,
Tseu-pang! Tseu-pang! Pang-pang-pang-pang-pang!
"Kya-ha-a-ang~~♡"
As Jincheon moved his waist roughly, the sound of resilient flesh colliding echoed lecherously.
'This is it♡ I wanted this, to be violated like a beast~♡'
Jji-rit! Jji-rit! Jji-rit!
Her lecherous pussy, which only the Eum-bang-sa-mul constitution could possess, finally cheered violently that its master had returned, and began to reach climax every time he thrust.
"Hi-heut♡ Ha-hu-u-uut♡ Kya-ha-a-a-ang!"
A beast-like moan mixed with sexiness.
Although her upper body was pressed down by Jincheon's strength, it created an atmosphere of being truly violated by a beast, so she bit her tongue and howled with a female's moan, even as saliva flowed from her mouth.
"More! Please thrust more! Mo-o-ore!"
As her suppressed sexual desire was finally released, the usually gentle and benevolent Cheon Hye-un had become a female animal.
"Keuk! I'm cumming!"
"Yes! Please come! Give me your seed inside me, Sanggong!"
She no longer had any hesitation in calling Jincheon "Sanggong."
Pu-chu-u-u-u-ut!!
As a massive amount of semen filled her womb,
"Hi-hya-a-a-ang~~~~♡"
She reached climax once again at the sensation of the seed, forcefully ejaculated as she raised her upper body, filling her womb.
Jjeu-peok-jjeu-peok-jjeu-peok-jjeu-peok-jjeu-peok!
"This is it! This is it! I wanted this penis!"
In an instant, Jincheon turned her body over, hugged her, and laid her down.
Cheon Hye-un, now in the cowgirl position pressing down on the man, felt the pleasure of his penis thrusting up roughly from below.
"Cheon Hye-un! No! Wife! I love you! So be my wife!"
"Yes! I will! I'll be your wife!"
Already out of her mind from pleasure, she clasped her hands together and unconditionally agreed to his words as he thrust his waist upward.
"Wi...Wife......?"
"!!"
Just then, as a familiar voice was heard at the entrance of the old shrine, Cheon Hye-un's expression was stained with shock, and she turned her head toward the entrance.
"Sa...Sa...Sanggong......?"
There, she could see Mak Cho-pyeong glaring at them with an expression of fury.
The reason he was here was that the ronin who had run away from Jincheon had secretly kidnapped Mak Cho-pyeong and left him near the shrine.
Mak Cho-pyeong had no way of knowing why the ronin had kidnapped him and disappeared, but when he heard familiar moans near the shrine, he headed to the entrance, thinking something was strange.
Unlike Cheon Hye-un, who was too crazy with lust to look around, Jincheon, who had planned this situation from the beginning, felt the presence the ronin had deliberately created and asked Cheon Hye-un to be his wife at the perfect moment.
Naturally, she had agreed because she had already fallen for the condition of treating Jincheon as her husband for just today, but unfortunately, Mak Cho-pyeong, who was heading to the shrine entrance, had heard that line.
"Wh...what on earth is this....... And what was that talk from just a moment ago!"
"This is... well... that is......."
Explaining that she had been raped while trying to save the kidnapped Mak Cho-pyeong in the past, and that he had been coming to the village to humiliate her ever since, and that he would disappear if she treated him like a husband just one last time, was impossible for her, whose brain had frozen from the sudden shock.
At that moment, Jincheon opened his mouth.
"Hmph, who are you daring to get angry at? Did you think treating a consumptive like you, who was on the verge of death today or tomorrow, was that simple?"
"What!?"
"From the moment I came to this village, Cheon Hye-un has been selling her body for you in exchange for your treatment!"
"!!"
Mak Cho-pyeong was hit with a huge shock at that sight without realizing it.
Had his wife done such lecherous things for his sake?
And for a period of two weeks, at that?
Teol-seok!
Mak Cho-pyeong, who had fallen to his knees helplessly, had a face struck by shock.
"How... could this be....... My... wife... my lady... this... this......."
"Sa...Sanggong......! I...!"
"Stop! Do not open that dirty mouth!"
"Yes......?"
She froze at her husband's verbal abuse.
A dirty mouth?
Not only had he never used verbal abuse even once until now, but she was shocked by the fact that he had said such a thing to her, who had sold her body to save her husband, and she froze right there.
"Hey, how can you just say that out of the blue!"
Jincheon, who shouted as if he were the personification of "the pot calling the kettle black," lifted Cheon Hye-un's body and pulled out his penis.
Jju-reu-reuk-
Naturally, as the semen he had ejaculated inside flowed down from Cheon Hye-un's crotch, the eyes with which Mak Cho-pyeong looked at her were nothing more or less than those for a dirty beast.
"Even... even... that guy's... seed......!? Ha... haha! Hahahahaha!"
"It's not like that! Sanggong! This person's seed is......!"
Mak Cho-pyeong, a scholar who had been able to capture Cheon Hye-un's heart with his gentle personality, unlike other men.
However, no matter how gentle he was, he was a scholar steeped in Confucian ideology who could not forgive an affair, and fundamentally, this era was based on the ideology of men being superior to women, so he could not tolerate his wife's infidelity.
If something like this had happened, wasn't it the duty of a wife to inform him immediately!
On top of that, she even accepted another man's seed?
They say that a person reveals their true nature when a real crisis strikes.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shuuuut uuuup!"
Mak Cho-pyeong, whose anger and disappointment had reached their limit, shouted without realizing it.
"Sanggong......."
"At the very least! At the very least, you should have consulted with me once! How! How can a woman who has already given birth to a child, even if it died, accept the seed of an outsider so easily! Aren't you ashamed to face our child in heaven!"
"I had no choice! I didn't want to give that kind of shock to you, whose health had deteriorated!"
"Lies!!"
The misunderstanding continued to grow in size.
"Then what was the word I heard just a moment ago! Telling you to become his wife! Even though I am alive like this, didn't you promise to become that guy's wife! And with a voice that didn't have the slightest bit of reluctance!"
"Th...that is......."
She wanted to say that it was because Jincheon had said he would give up on her completely if she treated him as her husband just once, but she sensed that even if she said this, he wouldn't believe her.
'Was... was it only... only this much....... The heart you had to trust me.......'
She had endured and tolerated it without a single word of complaint, even as her body became dirty to save her husband.
But her husband wouldn't listen to her and was only getting angry.
Cheon Hye-un, engulfed in the shock and sadness of having lost everything in the world,
"You son of a bitch! Hey! Do you know what this person did to save you!? It's not my place to say, as the one who threatened her, but she went through all the hard work and endured it for your health! But you can't trust your own wife! Can you really disparage the sincere concern your wife has like that!"
"Shut up! You are the root cause of all this!"
"Yes! I am the root cause of this! But because of that, I fell in love with her appearance of being so devoted to you! Whether her body became dirty! Whether she was cursed at! No matter how difficult and painful it was! I fell in love with the way she endured all this and supported her husband for the sake of the one man she loved!"
For some reason, she felt a little comforted by Jincheon's defense, which recognized her true value.
"Do you know what this woman's past is? She is a woman who was evaluated as a talent who would surpass the current Sword Empress, who is praised as the strongest with a sword in the current Murim, if she polished her talent! That woman threw away her talent and path! She desperately nursed a guy who was sickly with illness! And that's all you have to say!"
"Shut up! Isn't that what wives who serve their husbands should naturally do!"
This didn't come out because Mak Cho-pyeong was a son of a bitch or had a bad personality.
He was clearly a gentle and intelligent scholar.
Yet, the reason such words came out of his mouth was because this era was that kind of world.
There is something called foot binding.
It is the practice of wrapping a young girl's feet tightly with cloth to prevent them from growing.
During the Ming and Qing dynasties, it was considered best for an adult woman's feet to be under 10cm.
This was because there was a zeitgeist at the time that thought a woman who had bound feet was an obedient woman.
Because this foot binding forced feet that should have grown naturally not to grow, it naturally involved tremendous pain, with bones twisting and breaking.
It was taken for granted that a woman who had done such foot binding was preferred by men because she was "prepared to be obedient to her husband while enduring her own pain."
As explained above, the era that demanded this was from the "Ming Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty," and the era of this world is around the "Ming Dynasty."
Mak Cho-pyeong, who was a gentle and kind scholar at first, aged within Confucian ideology and such a zeitgeist as time passed, becoming no different from other men.
However, Jincheon, a modern person, naturally had a different worldview from the men of this era.
"Don't talk bullshit! She gave up the work she wanted to do! She gave up her talent! How is that a natural thing! I heard that before you were sickly with illness, the work you did was just a low-level official! If it were me, I would have given up the administrative work so my wife could be active as a Murim warrior!"
"!!"
The one surprised by that line was Cheon Hye-un.
Because saying that he would give up his own talent for his wife's talent was a statement that could never come out in this era.
"If you truly love her! You shouldn't have made your spouse give up their talent for you, but at least found a way for both to coexist! Being a married couple means finding a path where everyone is happy, not just me being happy! But why are you acting so selfishly and what makes you so great to be yelling at your wife!"
"Th, th, this guy! Daring to commit adultery and then... Keo-heok!"
In an instant, Mak Cho-pyeong clutched his chest and collapsed helplessly.
His illness had not been cured but was in the process of recovering, and above all, he had a history of having suffered from numerous serious illnesses besides pneumonia, so it was difficult to see his health as having improved just because his pneumonia was cured.
On top of that, the stamina booster Jincheon gave him was a medicine that temporarily pushed his energy to the limit from the beginning, and as time passed, his body would weaken after a day due to side effects.
In that state, as Hwabyung (anger illness) occurred due to extreme stress, the bombs that had existed for complex reasons began to explode in a chain reaction.
"Ah......!"
Seeing that, Cheon Hye-un tried to approach him reflexively, but Jincheon blocked her path.
"Cheon Hye-un."
"!!"
And kneeling on one knee, Jincheon, who took a polite posture like a subject greeting a king, held up his palm toward her.
"Let's go with me. Your talent is too precious to give up for a man like that. I will make the world have no choice but to see your talent and mine."
Cheon Hye-un, who was too shocked by the sight of Jincheon even kneeling to capture her heart, stumbled without realizing it.
"Keo-heok! Keu-heo-eok!"
Hearing Mak Cho-pyeong's rough coughing, Cheon Hye-un could see his face, which was distorting toward her and unable to hide his anger even amidst the coughing.
Seeing that, she made a sad expression toward him and then opened her mouth quietly.
"I'm... sorry......."
Cheon Hye-un placed her hand on top of Jincheon's palm, which was kneeling toward her.
"I loved you....... But... but......."
Cheon Hye-un, who had been making a sad expression, eventually burst into tears.
"The world this man will show me, the heart this man has toward me, I couldn't win against it. I too... I too......!"
Only now, after 20 years, did she confess her inner feelings.
"Actually, I wanted to be the Sword Empress! I wanted to become the Sword Empress and honor the spirit of my master, who passed down her internal energy and martial arts, which contained her life and soul, for my sake! I wanted to become the Sword Empress and prove that the talent my master found in me was not wrong!"
Cheon Hye-un, who had actually wanted to live as a Murim warrior but had decided to give up her talent for her husband as a woman of this era who took the ideology of men being superior to women for granted, vomited out the truth she had been suppressing.
Jincheon stood up, holding Cheon Hye-un's hand, which she had placed on his palm.
He kissed Cheon Hye-un without a word, and she, who had hesitated for a moment, glanced at her 'ex-husband' who was clutching his chest in pain, and then responded to it.
"Keu-heo-eok! Keu-reu-reuk!"
Mak Cho-pyeong, who was trying to say something while coughing roughly and even foaming at the mouth.
"Let's go."
"Yes... Sanggong......."
"Cool-leok! Keu-keo-heo-eok!"
Jincheon, who had finished the kiss, packed their belongings, and Cheon Hye-un hugged one of Jincheon's arms and bowed her head quietly toward Mak Cho-pyeong, who was in pain.
"Goodbye."
"Cool-leok! Cool-leok! Ke-he-e-ek!"
The scene that Mak Cho-pyeong, who was having an even bigger seizure, witnessed last was the sight of his wife and her new husband sharing body heat as if they loved each other and moving far away from him.
Ssi-ik-
And having witnessed Jincheon's expression, a victor's smile indicating that he had planned all of this toward him, he thought that he had been deceived by everything and tried to call his wife desperately.
"Ke-hek! Cool-leok! Ku-heo-eok!"
However, because his body was damaged overall, all he could do, having had a seizure, was cough roughly and reach out his hand, trembling.
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