The Fox's Shameful Ecstasy
The fox was going down in utter humiliation, and Bang So-un was reveling in it. Perhaps because he was finally unleashing the stamina he'd been holding back all this time, his movements carried more power than ever before.
Thwack! Their first collision rang out like a real strike. Bang So-un's cock pierced straight through her fully spread pussy, slamming deep inside in one go.
"Hiiiiiik!"
It had been so long since she'd taken a man's tool. And this one's power was incomparable to anything before. The massive pleasure surging in through her pussy spread instantly, striking her entire body like lightning.
Zing. Zap zap.
Her body convulsed wildly in response to the maddening ecstasy. Her already vacant eyes held no trace of reason left. There was only a lust-crazed female fox, instinctively reacting to the pleasure the man gave her.
"That nickname Red-Eyed Fox doesn't suit a bitch like you. You're just a pussy fox in heat. Got it?"
Bang So-un's words denied and crushed her entire life to its roots.
"...Y-yes... Th-this... sl-slut... i-is... in... h-heat... p-pu-pussy... f-fox..."
Eun Hwa-yeong affirmed it in a dazed voice, her pussy twitching as she spoke. Even in her near-mindless state, it felt utterly right. A slut on the verge of climax, getting her tits slapped like a dog by her master's hand—how could she dare be called something lofty like Red-Eyed Fox? No, she was just a pussy fox in heat.
A worthless bitch whose pathetic pussy fluttered madly in joy from just one thrust of her master's cock—that's all she could be.
"Haha, that's right. You're a pussy fox in heat. At least your udders are more cow than fox."
Bang So-un let out a satisfied chuckle as he gazed at her massive tits dangling downward in doggy position, like a milk cow's.
His hands clamped firmly onto Eun Hwa-yeong's tits. The soft, squishy sensation felt wonderful through his palms.
"Hold steady."
He warned her as he shifted his full weight onto the hands gripping her tits.
"...Y-yes... M-Master..."
With her arms stretched back to spread her pussy, her posture was highly unstable, but Eun Hwa-yeong endured his weight on her tits through sheer balance in her lower body. A peak female expert indeed. That's why fucking high-level women like her had a special flavor compared to ordinary sluts.
Now with perfect handholds on her tits for stability, Bang So-un drove his hips even harder.
Slap! Slap!
Each time his cock pounded down into her pussy, it collided with her ass cheeks, producing lewd, wet smacks.
"Hnggggh! Ooooooh!"
Over-the-top moans burst from her every time her pussy was impaled. Loud enough for everyone outside to hear.
But it wasn't enough. That wasn't what Bang So-un wanted.
"Louder. Scream even louder. Make sure everyone in the Red Flower Tower knows you're cumming your brains out. Understand?"
"...Y-yes... M-Master..."
"Good. Obedient pussy foxes deserve a reward."
Bang So-un smirked and thrust his cock into her even more vigorously.
Splurch! Splurch!
"Kyaaaaaaaah! Ooooooooh!"
An explosive moan erupted from Eun Hwa-yeong's mouth, incomparable to before. She wrung it out like a lion's roar, tearing through the midnight air and echoing far into the distance.
Only then did satisfaction settle on Bang So-un's face. At this volume, everyone in the Red Flower Tower would have heard crystal clear. They'd know the mighty Red-Eyed Fox was losing her mind, cumming wildly on his cock.
The lofty flower of the pleasure quarters that no man had ever truly conquered—she'd been fully broken by him. Everyone would realize that now. By Bang So-un, lord of the Golden Dragon Battlefield.
"When you cum, scream this loud and clear: 'The lowly whore of Red Flower Tower cums like a mad slut, moaning her brains out as the Golden Dragon Lord pierces her pussy!' Got it?"
The final command, one that would fill a man's pride to the brim. For the conquered woman, it was the height of humiliation.
Announcing to the world with her own mouth that the top courtesan had been utterly subdued by one man during a night of service. But Eun Hwa-yeong had only one choice: obey her master's order.
Not that she had the wits left to even consider otherwise.
"...Y-yes..."
"Then cum your heart out."
The signal to send her over the edge: Bang So-un's semen.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Pounding with the ferocity to wreck her pussy outright in his final thrusts.
"Fuck yeah! Here it comes—I'm cumming!"
His body shuddered as he unleashed his load deep inside her pussy.
Spluuurt!
That instant.
"Ooooooooh! I... the lowly whore of Red Flower Tower...! Hiiiiiik! As the Golden Dragon Lord... pi-pierces my p-pu-pussy...! Ooooooooh! Moaning like a mad slut...! Haaaaaaaah! I-I'm cu-cumminggggggg...! Ooooooooh!"
Eun Hwa-yeong let out a final, scream-like vulgar moan. And she faithfully recited Bang So-un's command amid it all.
Her eyes lost all focus, crossing inward in climax.
Thud!
Her body went limp, collapsing forward.
Drip drip.
Her still-twitching, spasming pussy leaked Bang So-un's semen, soaking the bedsheets.
Bang So-un grinned in utter satisfaction at the sight.
"Top-class slut lives up to the hype—pure bliss."
But it wasn't just her body that made her perfect. Eun Hwa-yeong would faithfully serve as the Golden Dragon Battlefield's information hub from now on. And as a peak expert to boot? Not a single flaw on this bitch.
"Oh, right—that too."
Bang So-un muttered as it came to him. His miraculous bedroom arts that had enlarged even his cock.
"You're a walking treasure chest of a pussy."
He flashed a pleased smile and lightly slapped her pussy with his hand. Even unconscious, it twitched open, spitting out white cum.
"Whew. Guess I'll have to wait for now."
He had orders to give—ways to exchange info and more. But she needed to wake up first.
Bang So-un pulled the passed-out slut's lewd body into his arms and lay down.
The Red Flower Tower was deathly silent. Like a house in mourning.
Eun Hwa-yeong, the tower's pride and joy, its madame. The pinnacle courtesan of refined grace, who hadn't granted a single night of service to any great man since becoming madame.
That pinnacle courtesan had finally allowed a night of service.
If that were all, it would have been shocking—but not this kind of reaction.
The madame was a woman who made men beg and plead. That was her allure.
But instead...
The madame was the one losing her mind, screaming in ecstasy from a man's cock. And her moans echoing throughout the entire Red Flower Tower.
Devastation. No word captured the Red Flower Tower staff's feelings better.
The madame's disgrace wasn't hers alone. It was the tower's disgrace—the crumbling of its pride.
"Hic..."
A top-class courtesan sniffled.
"Aaaah..."
A kitchen maid clutched her head, nearly fainting as she slumped to the floor.
Those final words. The shock from the madame's last declaration.
Without them, the mood wouldn't have been this funeral-like.
—The lowly whore of Red Flower Tower cums like a mad slut, moaning her brains out as the Golden Dragon Lord pierces her pussy!
...Even this retelling was heavily sanitized. In reality, those words were mixed into—or outright were—her insane moans.
Everyone in the tower who heard them was shell-shocked.
"Kuhk..."
And it wasn't just the tower's people reeling. The male guests visiting the tower trudged away, appetites ruined, staring at the ground.
Their own manhoods felt pathetically inadequate. What kind of massive tool and insane fucking technique could drive the world-famous Red-Eyed Fox that mad? Enough to make her declare her humiliating climax, even uttering "pussy" herself.
Envy. Burning envy.
And a miserable gloom. Their own cocks felt like worthless trash. What they'd thought was decent pounding now seemed like pointless, idiotic hammering.
In that atmosphere, Only one man wiped away a tear of emotion, his face beaming.
"Sniff... You've finally done it with pride, young master. Seeing you grow fills my heart with pride."
Yes, this was it. To rule the murim world from below, a man needed this level of masculinity. The power to make any top-class slut lose her mind with just his cock, screaming in humiliated ecstasy.
...Hypnosis helped a ton, but whatever. A subordinate's abilities counted as the lord's. He just had to use them right.
"...Time to head up, then."
Fun was over. Time for the next steps.
Jang Il grinned and headed for the seventh floor.