Female Body Ravaging Acupuncture
“……Huh?”
When she opened her eyes, the familiar ceiling of the bedroom came into view. Her mind still foggy, she blinked a few times while lying there. She must have collapsed from exhaustion and dozed off for a bit. In that time, she’d had a dream. A dream of her older self holed up in a place called Cloud Middle Pavilion, hiding her identity and living out her days in lonely seclusion. What a ridiculous dream. How could she, who had inherited her master’s great will to spread the art of healing far and wide across the world, end up shut away in some weird backwater like that? Even as a dream, it made no sense.
“Get up now.”
“Gasp…!”
Her master’s voice snapped her back to reality. She bolted upright in a fluster. Her master and senior brother stood before her. Shame burned her cheeks red.
“S-sorry.”
“No matter. It happens when you’re tired.”
As expected of her benevolent master. To be connected to such a great man of flawless character was the greatest stroke of luck in her life.
“Haha, it seems Junior Sister must have been worn out from diligently practicing the acupuncture technique Master taught her this time.”
Her senior brother chuckled, coming to her defense. He was an impressive man too. Honestly, she thought their talents in medicine were about equal. But their foundations were different. Senior Brother was a proper man born with a cock between his legs. She, on the other hand, was nothing but a lowly pussy bitch born with a worthless cunt that existed only to get fucked like a dog. Talent in medicine aside, that alone made Senior Brother far superior.
His words jogged her memory, at least. She’d spent the entire night before practicing the acupuncture her master had taught her. The accumulated fatigue had led to this embarrassing display.
“Is that so?”
“Y-yes… Master.”
“Hm. Then demonstrate the results of your efforts.”
“Pardon?”
She jumped in surprise. She’d practiced hard, but she still wasn’t fully confident. Yet her master’s word was absolute. As his disciple, she couldn’t dream of defying it.
“Y-yes, Master.”
Her voice trembled with tension as she replied. “……I’ll prepare now.”
She gathered the needles first. Medium and long ones. Dangerous tools that could harm someone if mishandled. But she was fine. She was a disciple properly taught by her great master.
She carefully placed the needles on the table. Next came…
“……”
Swish.
She began undressing. A twinge of embarrassment, sure. But that was just her own inadequacy. Any true physician would find such feelings abnormal. Dealing with nudity was routine in treating patients. Whether the afflicted area was private or not, a doctor had to remain coldly focused on the treatment. She herself had handled countless naked patients for practice and healing alike. The only difference now was that the subject was her own bare body.
Soon, she was fully naked, down to her undergarments. She folded her clothes neatly and set them aside, then stood bare.
Her tits, pussy hair, and cunt were all on full display for her master and senior brother, but it wasn’t as shameful as she’d feared. Feeling embarrassed during a medical demonstration would be the real abnormality. Her only concern was her belly fat, but it was in good shape, so she relaxed.
“I’ll now demonstrate the acupuncture technique.”
“Good.”
Her master nodded. “State the name of the technique first.”
She swallowed dryly and answered. “Yes, Master. The name of this new acupuncture technique you taught me is Female Body Ravaging Acupuncture.”
“Pfft.”
“Khk.”
Hm? It felt like her master and senior brother were suddenly covering their mouths, barely stifling laughter. Just her imagination, surely? No way that could be true.
“……Well answered. And its purpose?”
Her master asked again. She quickly organized her thoughts and replied.
“The purpose of Female Body Ravaging Acupuncture is for men to ravage a pussy bitch’s body with needles, instilling humiliation and shame while granting the satisfying pleasure of conquest.”
“Pfft… Puhahaha!”
“Kh… heh heh hehk!”
Her master and senior brother burst into laughter. Wh-what? Why were they laughing? Had she gotten it wrong? She panicked in earnest, but it seemed not.
“Ah, forgive me. Your answer was so excellent, I couldn’t help but feel delighted.”
“Y-you flatter me, Master.”
Embarrassed yet thrilled. To think her answer pleased him enough to draw such a pleased laugh. Her hard work had paid off.
“Now that you’ve given the overview, demonstrate and explain each one step by step.”
“Yes, Master.”
She carefully picked up a medium needle. The first points: the nipples on both tits. No spot on the upper body could humiliate a pussy bitch more.
Stab.
She slowly inserted the medium needle into her left nipple. “Nngh.”
A groan escaped from the pain of piercing such a sensitive spot. But she had to endure. This was just the beginning.
Bearing the pain, she stabbed the other nipple too. Two needles stood erect atop her nipples, about a finger’s width long. Perfect length. Not too deep.
“Fine technique. Now explain.”
“Yes, Master. This is the tit needle. Tits alone make pussy bitches feel humiliated and ashamed just by being seen. If the most vital part—the nipples—gets ravaged by needles, their humiliation and shame can only intensify. And furthermore……”
“Furthermore?”
“Once pierced by these tit needles, pussy bitches have no choice but to experience forced nipple erection, regardless of their will. Forced erection beyond their control… what greater humiliation and shame could there be?”
As she explained, her pierced nipples had hardened into full erection. Instinctual arousal from the erection heated her body and zapped her brain.
“Hng……”
She bit her lip to suppress the excitement. Even as a virgin pussy bitch, she couldn’t let a little thing like this arouse her sexually in front of her master. No face to show him then.
“Hahaha, a splendid demonstration and explanation.”
Her master laughed in praise. Relief and joy washed over her. Though she had no idea why Senior Brother was burying his face while laughing.
“Now the next one.”
“Yes, Master.”
She took a long needle and turned around. The next spot was her asshole, so she had to face away to show it clearly. Kneeling with her ass raised high for maximum visibility.
“Master, can you see my disciple’s asshole clearly?”
“Y-yeah… yeah. Clearly.”
His voice sounded like he was holding back laughter, but surely not? She hadn’t done anything funny.
“Then I’ll demonstrate the asshole needle.”
She gripped the long needle with utmost care. This was tricky. The asshole wasn’t visible to her. She had to rely on feel alone.
Reaching back, she positioned the needle near her asshole. Calculated the angle by touch, then thrust.
Stab.
“Augh!”
It hurt. Worse than when constipation tore her asshole. But she endured. Just the first needle.
“Ack!”
Each stab into her asshole lanced pain through her brain. Tears welled up. But somehow, she packed her asshole full of long needles.
“Eek!”
The relentless pain from her asshole was pure agony.
“You look like it hurts.”
Her concerned master.
“I-it’s fine… H-hurting is natural… Wh-when an asshole gets ravaged by long needles, any pussy bitch… feels immense hu-humiliation, shame, and p-pain… Nngh……”
She barely spat out the answer.
“Yes. Just watching you makes the explanation unnecessary—I understand perfectly. Skip further talk and move on.”
Ah, her merciful master. Considering his disciple’s suffering, he showed such consideration. Renewed by his kindness, she pushed on.
“Nngh.”
She stood and turned back to face her master. Legs spread wide, she half-squatted. Normally she’d spread fully and sit, but with her asshole packed with needles, sitting was impossible.
This pose bared her pussy fully between her thighs. Good enough.
“……Next is the final pussy needle.”
She spoke through the pain. Was she getting used to it? It was bearable now.
“Indeed. No need to say it—getting that spot ravaged by needles would be utterly humiliating and shameful.”
Her master stared piercingly at her pussy as he spoke. Showing it to him wasn’t shameful. He wouldn’t view her pussy sexually. He was probably just checking her disciple’s pussy health. For any possible diseases.
But Senior Brother staring so intently felt off somehow. Had his gaze always been that lecherous…? Was he always that huge…? Well, probably. Still, even for a demonstration, tone down the staring at my pussy, Senior Brother. Sigh, she’d have to say something later.
Anyway, not the point now. She hurriedly replied to her master.
“Yes, Master. The pussy is the body part that shames pussy bitches most when exposed. Speaking from my disciple’s psychology, it’s fine for you, Master, but even showing it to Senior Brother feels a bit shameful. Your gaze is so lecherous…… Hm, if some unknown man saw my pussy, I’d probably go mad with shame. Ugh… just imagining it is awful.”
“Hahat.”
Her master laughed while glancing at Senior Brother, but she didn’t get the meaning.
“Well done. You even used your own feelings as a perfect example. Now, can you explain the special effect of the pussy needle using your own body’s reaction?”
“Though this disciple is a virgin pussy bitch who’s never been fucked, I believe my reaction to the pussy needle’s special effect won’t fall short of any used-up slut’s. I’ll do my utmost not to disappoint you, Master.”
Buoyed by her master’s praise, she summoned all her confidence.