Interlude: A Day in the Nangong Household (6) - Phoenix Stop Pavilion
Phoenix Stop Pavilion was the Great Madam's residence, tucked away in the deepest heart of the inner quarters. Naturally, it was one of the safest places in the world. The Nangong family—one of the Five Great Families—and this was the Great Madam's own domain, after all.
Yet right now, the Great Madam, Yi So-ok, who resided there, was gripped by an inexplicable unease.
"Aaaah!"
Her scream as she jolted awake from shock said it all. She'd had a nightmare. A horrific one.
"Hah... hah... it... it was just a dream..."
Her voice trembled as she spoke. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead and trickled down. No, it wasn't just her forehead. Her entire body was soaked and clammy with sweat. An intensely unpleasant sensation.
But if that were all, her expression wouldn't have darkened like this. A heavy dread crept up from the depths of her gut. A chill ran down her spine, raising goosebumps.
If she could pinpoint the source of that anxiety, she might take some action—but she couldn't, which only made it more suffocating.
"Mm..."
Yi So-ok's brow furrowed. The horrific nightmare she'd just had flashed back into her mind.
In the dream, she was in Wash Heart Pavilion. A place that normally brought her utter peace. But there, she stood frozen like a statue, completely naked. No questions about why, no shame or embarrassment at all. She simply stood there, blankly, as if her soul had fled her body.
And then.
She suddenly became aware of some man whose face she didn't know. His voice reached her ears. But it wasn't just any voice—it was a command.
Strangely, she obeyed it faithfully. If he told her to kneel, she knelt. If he ordered her to smash her forehead to the ground, she did. She even spread her pussy wide open herself, assuming a vulgar, lewd pose.
No... that was actually the milder part. What came after was humiliation too vile to even speak of...
Grip.
Yi So-ok's trembling hand clenched the blanket. It was all too vivid in her memory. Her own pussy and asshole gaping and twitching like some beast's.
"...How could I have such a filthy dream."
Grind.
She shuddered in revulsion at the unbearable impurity, gnashing her teeth hard.
Even in a dream, it was utterly impossible. For her—the Great Madam of the Nangong family and the White Blood Palace Lord of the Demon Cult—to faithfully obey some unknown man? That was the posture of a slave. No, worse than a slave—a pathetic beast.
"I am the one who dominates."
An icy voice slipped from Yi So-ok's lips. Her true self, unknown even to her husband and children. The great demonic overlord who could command hordes of fiends with a mere gesture.
"Just a little longer... just endure a bit more."
The successor to the Nangong family would soon be firmly set as her own son, Nangong Hyeon. Her son, implanted in secret at birth with the subtle inner energy of a demonic cultivator. And that demonic inner energy was the key to her plan.
All who bore demonic inner energy had no choice but to submit before the Heavenly Demon Command Plaque. Resistance or defiance was impossible. That was the power of the Heavenly Demon Command Plaque, the greatness of the supreme Heavenly Demon.
Thinking of that calmed the disgust that had clouded her mood a little.
"Whew."
Yi So-ok steadied her breathing. But her eyes soon widened in shock. She saw the brilliant sunlight pouring through the window.
It was far too strong for morning. This meant it was broad daylight. The sun high in the sky.
"H-how...?"
Her voice trembled again. She'd never overslept like this, not even once. As a super peak expert, it was utterly impossible.
And besides.
"Hyol Su Pappa! Hyol Su Pappa! What are you doing? Come in here right now!"
Hyol Su Pappa. No, Blood Water Granny. With her absolute devotion, this shouldn't have happened. That's why Yi So-ok was even more flustered.
But.
Ridiculously, there was no response at all.
As Yi So-ok sensed something amiss and tried to rise, a man's voice suddenly echoed in the room.
"There is no one named Hyol Su Pappa. Forget her."
An event that absolutely shouldn't, couldn't happen. She ought to leap up in fury and hunt down whatever rat had snuck in.
But.
"Ah, yes. There is no one named Hyol Su Pappa. This stupid Great Madam pussy bitch will forget."
Yi So-ok responded all too naturally to the man's words. With utter nonsense, no less.
And soon.
"Huh? W-what was that just now...?"
She touched her forehead with puzzled eyes. An inexplicable sense of wrongness washed over her.
But it vanished just as quickly. The doubt faded from her expression. Her thoughts naturally reverted to before.
No, it couldn't be natural. The name Hyol Su Pappa had been completely erased from Yi So-ok's mind.
"Right... I was wondering why I overslept."
After pondering, she felt she understood. Her body must have been in poor shape to have such a nightmare, so sleeping in made sense.
Still, it was unbecoming for the Great Madam. Snoozing away while everyone else was busy with their duties.
She needed to comport herself properly now, befitting her station.
Yi So-ok rose and neatly straightened the bedding first. Then she stripped off her nightclothes to change.
But.
"Ah, no, wh-what is this?!"
She froze in horror. She wore no undergarments beneath her nightclothes at all. Her breasts and pussy were completely exposed, bare as the day she was born.
This couldn't be. Absolutely not. She always wore...
"You never wear undergarments by nature. Remember that."
The man's voice rang out again. And Yi So-ok responded naturally once more.
"Ah, yes. The Great Madam pussy bitch never wears undergarments by nature. Even this stupid Great Madam pussy bitch will definitely remember."
Obediently answering. And soon.
"H-huh? What, what was it?"
She hesitated again, as if sensing that wrongness. But it evaporated just as before.
"Clothes... I need to change clothes, right."
Not even questioning her nakedness after shedding just the nightclothes, Yi So-ok reached for fresh attire.
Then the man's voice echoed again.
"Cleaning comes first. Remember."
"Ah, yes, cleaning comes first. Even this stupid Great Madam pussy bitch will definitely remember."
"Scrub the floor thoroughly with a rag. Of course, the rag is on your body. That uselessly oversized udder of yours. Remember."
"Ah, yes, I'll scrub the floor thoroughly with the rag. Of course, the rag is on the Great Madam pussy bitch's body. Right this uselessly oversized udder. Even this stupid Great Madam pussy bitch will definitely remember."
Yi So-ok spouted her obedience once more. A moment later.
"S-something... what was it?"
She drowned in that familiar confusion. But as always, only briefly.
"Ah, right, cleaning. I need to clean."
Yi So-ok put the clothes she'd been about to change into back in the wardrobe. Cleaning came first, naturally.
She had to wipe away the dust that had accumulated overnight with the rag. And the rag was, of course, her uselessly oversized udder.
"First, let's check the rag's condition."
Yi So-ok eyed her breasts. Flawless white skin, no dirt at all. Perfect for mopping.
No need to even rinse with water.
"Good. Let's start."
Yi So-ok dropped to her knees and bent her upper body low. An awkward pose, honestly. But for a super peak female expert like her, no issue.
Her breasts touched the floor. Useless in every way but size, they were perfect for this. Aside from being toyed with and sucked by men, this was their one redeeming use, she dared to think.
"Heave-ho, heave-ho."
She had no idea why such sounds escaped her. Yi So-ok made ridiculous laborer grunts as she shuffled on her knees, diligently mopping the floor.
"Heave-ho, heave-ho, heave-ho."
Her ass wiggling nonstop, her breasts thoroughly smeared against the floor. Who could witness the Great Madam of the Nangong family in such a degrading farce? A ridiculous yet utterly obscene sight.
No, there were exactly two who could.
"Pfft, pffahaha!"
"Pfbt, hehehe!"
Bang So-un and Jang Il couldn’t suppress their laughter.
Playing with women at will was always fun. Especially strong, capable ones.
Ah, and the stronger and more capable, the better. Just like the bitch right in front of them now.
A moment later, Jang Il finally stopped laughing and spoke.
"Sneaking into the heart of one of the mighty Five Great Families and toying with their women at will—it's pure bliss, truly."
"Haha, enjoy it while you can. Who knows when we'll get another shot like this."
Thanks to that idiot young master, they'd conquered his half-sister and stepmother, crumbling the Nangong family from within in one fell swoop.
But such fortune wouldn't come easily again. Probably impossible.
That's why every moment now was so precious.
So they had every right to savor it fully.
"Oh, right—Nangong Ji's coming here today, yeah?"
"Yeah, it's his deepest desire, so we should grant it, no? We'll just enjoy the show from the sidelines."
His stepmother, whom he'd seen as a mere insect, thoroughly ruined. Few scenes offered such voyeuristic delight.
"Heh, got it. But you're not seriously giving him her pussy too, right?"
"Hahat, of course not. I made sure to drill it into him that I won't tolerate such filial impiety. Give 'em an inch, and they get greedy. Gotta cut it off at the right spot."
Hwa Mulin, the guard whose pussy they'd let Nangong Ji deflower at Anwonjeong. That was the limit.
Nangong Hwaran, Nangong Bi-yeon, Yi So-ok? No chance.
The pussies of such premium bitches belonged solely to him and Jang Il.
"As expected, Young Master—no one can match your way with people. I'm always in awe."
"Hmph, flattery again. Time to get ready."
"What preparations?"
"Gotta reset this bitch to normal before Nangong Ji arrives and wait, right?"
"Ah, yeah. That's the fun part."
Jang Il's eyes gleamed with a sinister grin.
"Understood. I'll prepare right away."