The Heavenly Demon's Dignified Collar (1)
Being an excellent slave owner meant treating every slave without discrimination.
So after I opened Ye-hwa noona's ass, of course I had to open Se-ryeong's as well.
However, my naive Heavenly Demon lord still had no idea about the astonishing potential hiding in her own buttocks.
Therefore, I needed to approach with utmost caution.
“Huh? Master, what book are you holding?”
At a time when stars twinkled brightly in the night sky, Se-ryeong, who had come to my room, asked me that question.
Lifting the book so that the title on the pink silk cover was clearly visible to her, I held it up.
[Third-Class Scholar’s Extravagant Wuxia Pursuit: The Sequel]
It was her third reread of the beloved novel [Third-Class Scholar’s Extravagant Wuxia Pursuit: The Sequel].
As a genius at interpreting martial arts, she had read the story countless times.
Yet she knew nothing of true martial arts, and the protagonist—a trash who relied on a single trick to overcome every obstacle—had earned a flood of praise from readers.
Unfortunately, the novel also had a fair share of criticism, mostly centered on its ending.
In this story, several charming women were obsessed with the protagonist.
At first they seemed motivated by personal gain for their families or sects, but their feelings gradually changed to genuine love.
That emotional transformation was cited by many as one of the most attractive elements of the novel, right alongside the central plot.
Among the hardcore readers, endless debates erupted over whether the protagonist would end up with one woman, multiple wives, or remain single-mindedly devoted to a single beloved.
Some even claimed that when the story took a turn, real swords were drawn in arguments.
The problem was that the author had felt burdened by such excessive interest.
In the end, he simply dumped all the women and married his childhood sweetheart back home.
Of course, readers who had expected the ending to follow the lines they supported were furious.
Some even organized protests outside the author’s house demanding a rewrite of the conclusion.
Others, without the author’s permission, altered the ending or added their own stories and circulated them.
Among those, the one I currently held in my hand, [Third-Class Scholar’s Extravagant Wuxia Pursuit: The Sequel], had been the most widely sold.
It followed the protagonist as he went home to meet his childhood sweetheart, only to learn she had been unfaithful and fled.
He then searched through the houses of every woman he had met before and indulged with them to his heart’s content.
Although it was an erotic novel, its plausibility and fidelity to the original were surprisingly good, so it became quite popular.
Some even suspected the author had changed his pen name and secretly published it.
Upon hearing my explanation, a small spark of interest flashed in Se-ryeong’s eyes.
“Oh? So there was such a book. Honestly, I didn’t like the ending either.”
“Who do you support as the ending?”
“I support Namgung Rin. I love her dignified and elegant demeanor, and that bold refusal to yield when necessary.”
“Coincidence. I also support Namgung Rin for the same reason. And the author who wrote this book is a Namgung Rin supporter too. He even wrote the Namgung Rin route the best. Let’s read it together.”
“Together? Reading an erotic book alone with the master…?”
She frowned for a moment in hesitation, then shrugged her shoulders once.
“Thinking about it, that amount of lewdness is probably one of the most respectable things the master has done to me. Very well, Master. I will grant you the honor of reading with this servant.”
***
I sat on the bed first, and Se-ryeong sat in front of me and opened the book.
Without any change from before, I embraced her and began reading aloud to her.
This time, however, she no longer showed any reluctance to let her body touch mine.
Instead, she leaned her back comfortably against my chest.
If someone were to look at us from a short distance, we would seem like a loving couple.
While thinking that, I secretly smiled.
Thanks to her clear and melodious voice, the content of the book entered my ears smoothly.
“Namgung Rin helped the intoxicated Jeong to the bedroom.”
It was nothing important, but Jeong was the protagonist of [Third-Class Scholar’s Extravagant Wuxia Pursuit: The Sequel].
“Even after lying on the bed, Jeong’s hands still refused to let go of Namgung Rin’s clothes. Namgung Rin tried to push the falling clothes away while looking embarrassed… Uu… Master, why are you constantly touching my stomach?”
“Because I thought if I touched your breasts and pussy, you wouldn’t concentrate on the book. So I’m doing it with your belly instead.”
“Hah… As expected, that’s a proper master’s reason.”
Se-ryeong let out a laugh, then focused on the book again, ignoring my hand on her stomach.
“In the end, Namgung Rin could not push Jeong’s hands away and ended up curled in his arms.”
In the original novel, Jeong had been suspected of being a coward because he didn’t even flinch despite the women’s blatant temptations surrounding him.
But in the sequel, he went completely mad, as if a lustful demon had possessed him.
Jeong quickly stripped Namgung Rin’s outer clothes and groped and licked her body obscenely with his hands and mouth.
Only then did Namgung Rin realize that Jeong had been pretending to be drunk in order to rape her.
She tried to push him away and stop him, but Jeong said, “Didn’t Rin seduce me first back then? Now you don’t love me anymore?” and pinned her down beneath him.
Given her setting as a Transcendence-level expert, Namgung Rin should have been able to kill an ignorant like Jeong with a single finger.
Yet her past and lingering feelings prevented her from resisting the sly man’s tactics.
At that point, Se-ryeong’s hands, clutching the book, began to tremble as she grew angry.
“You vile bastard! Using a woman’s pride just to satisfy your filthy desires…! You’re no better than trash like the master!”
“I understand your feelings… but don’t curse in front of me, you cheeky bitch.”
I pinched and pulled her belly a little, drawing out a cute scream from her.
“Gyaek! Gyaeuu…! S-stop…!”
I turned the page and moved to the scene where Jeong groped Namgung Rin’s breasts.
In the original, Namgung Rin was praised for her large and beautiful breasts several times, so the depiction was extremely explicit.
While Se-ryeong read, I slid my hand that had been touching her stomach up and lightly tickled the area just beneath her breasts.
“The heavenly peach untouched by any man’s hand so far… Hiu, the soft white flesh being touched by Jeong’s hand… It… was smashed brutally… but… it… quickly regained its original delicious shape… Aah…!”
Despite her habit of protesting when annoyed, she remained focused only on reading.
This suggested that Se-ryeong was secretly enjoying my hand’s mischief.
Meanwhile, in the novel, Jeong had finished tormenting Namgung Rin’s breasts and was now moving his hand toward her secret private place.
But Namgung Rin firmly struck his hand away.
“No. No matter how much of a scholar you are, I cannot allow this. If you want my virginity, you must first marry me.”
Se-ryeong was deeply moved by that scene when she read it.
“Namgung Rin is magnificent! You’re showing that you’re never a woman who can be easily swayed!”
But the protagonist Jeong of this sequel was a trash who didn’t even flinch at such trials.
“Fine. Since I don’t need a woman who rejects me, get out. Oh, and bring two or three maids with you into my room. Because of Rin, my balls are already full of lust, so it’s only natural that the servants below should relieve me, right?”
In reality, Jeong would have been beheaded on the spot for insulting a daughter of the Namgung family.
But this was only a novel, and a lewd one at that—plausibility could be discarded whenever it pleased.
“No! I did not mean to reject you, Scholar. Please forgive my rudeness…”
Namgung Rin immediately threw away her pride and apologized to Jeong.
Her apology didn’t stop at words.
“I cannot offer my virginity right now… but you may use this as you please…”
Se-ryeong read the passage describing Namgung Rin’s next actions.
“Namgung Rin, who turned her back on Jeong, spread her bountiful buttocks, revealing her exquisite chrysanthemum pattern in a shy posture…?”
Se-ryeong tilted her head in confusion and stopped reading to reread the part.
Since she still didn’t fully understand, she quickly skimmed the rest.
Namgung Rin, the arrogant daughter of a prestigious noble family who had once looked down on the protagonist as a lowly scholar, was now receiving Jeong’s cock through her anus and moaning lewdly before reaching climax in this ultimate scene of the sequel.
“Ooh♡ Oooh♡ Ooooh♡♡”
Having perfectly understood the content, Se-ryeong threw the book down with a loud yell.
“You crazy bitch! What are you putting there?!”
Her originally smug expression suddenly changed as she realized something, then she quickly pulled away from my embrace and distanced herself.
“M-master… No, no way…!”
I grinned and nodded.
“That’s right. My cute bitch. Today I’m going to take your ass.”
She bared her white teeth and growled.
“You…! Don’t you know how to hold back?!”
At the same time, her golden eyes flashed, and the surrounding spiritual energy resonated with her killing intent, prickling my skin.
It was a clear sign that she was truly furious.
“Have you forgotten?! I am enduring this humiliation now only to protect the honor of the Heavenly Demon! If you continue to defile even my last honor in this manner, I will no longer have any reason to tolerate you!”
Since speaking carelessly here could lead to having my head crushed, I soothed her in a calm tone first.
“Calm down. What you do from behind is not an act of indecency or dishonor. The novel doesn’t depict it negatively at all. It’s just one of the ordinary acts of affection that lovers enjoy. Nothing about it would sully the Heavenly Demon’s honor.”
“I don’t want to hear it! I won’t be fooled by your sly words anymore!”
“Hmm, Ye-hwa didn’t say that, did she?”
“W-what? Has Ye-hwa already been done by you?!”
“Yes. Of course, Ye-hwa was very reluctant when I first made the request. But she fulfilled it without hesitation to keep her own oath. Honestly, I felt a bit of respect for her dignified manner.”
“S-such…”
“Even though you claim to be the Heavenly Demon, you’re scared of a mere ass-poking and that’s not comparable to her at all?”
“Scared?!” The Heavenly Demon’s temper inside her flared up at the mere word “scared.”
“This servant is not scared!”
“If you’re not scared, show me your ass here. Then I’ll believe you.”
Se-ryeong glared at me with a pouty expression, then turned her head away with a huff.
“Hmph! It’s obvious you’re trying to provoke me. But I am not a fool who would put up with filth just to show bravery.”
She slid off the bed, pulled out the desk chair, turned it toward me, and sat on it with her buttocks resting on it.
She flipped her hair with a proud smile.
“Hehe, how ridiculous it is to see the master scheming to do something lewd to my buttocks. If you really want to, kneel before me and beg. Do you know what? Maybe I’ll show mercy and spare you out of pity for such a poor master.”
Se-ryeong mocked me with the usual slave-owner tone I used.
Looking at her, I thought for a moment.
(Kneeling and eating the Heavenly Demon’s virgin ass) vs (Not kneeling and preserving my dignity)
This was a decision with no need for deep consideration.
Without a moment’s hesitation, I knelt before her.
“O great Heavenly Demon, I humbly beg you. Please grant me your buttocks.”
“Eek?”
She let out a stunned sound, as if she hadn’t expected me to say such a thing.
“W-what, what are you doing?! Does the master have no pride?! How can you kneel so easily?!”
“A foolish question. If I can insert my cock into the noble back hole of a cute bitch Heavenly Demon, I can discard my pride at any time. If kneeling isn’t enough, I can lick her toes too.”
Seizing her ankle, I pulled her foot toward me and tried to lick her toes.
“Hik…! Don’t do that, you crazy bastard!”
She quickly withdrew her foot, and I failed.
I clicked my tongue in disappointment.
Se-ryeong, who had changed her sitting position to one with her feet on the chair and knees hugged, began scolding me.
“Do not kneel so casually. If the master does such shameful acts, the dignity of this servant, the slave, will also fall. As the owner of the Heavenly Demon Dan Se-ryeong for even a year, maintain your dignity.”
Although her words were sharp, she was genuinely concerned for the master.
My interest right now was one thing only.
“If I maintain my dignity, will you give me your ass?”
“You really…! Aah…! Uuu…!”
Se-ryeong, twitching her arms cutely as if wanting to throw a Heavenly Demon punch at me, finally surrendered completely.
“Haa… Rather than being tormented like this endlessly, it would be better to think I was bitten by a mad dog and endure it. I lost. Do as you wish. Stand up right now.”
She pouted once, then pronounced the last word with particularly strong emphasis.
“Damn pervert master.”