Baekri Ye-hwa (3)
Dan Se-ryeong’s eyes widened for a moment before narrowing into eyes brimming with pure venom as she glared at me.
I reached out and gently stroked her soft cheek, then loosened her internal energy just enough to make her lips move.
“You filthy little bitch! You tricked me!”
“Tricked me? What did I do? You were the one who said you’d give your body to help me complete my martial arts!”
“Shut your mouth! If I had known this was such a filthy color skill, I never would have agreed to help!”
“So? Are you planning to break the oath you swore by your own mouth and turn the Sword Saint’s sword into some nameless trash?”
“Ugh…!”
Her body trembled violently from the paralyzing surge of internal energy, and Ye-hwa exploded with rage.
But that rage soon twisted into despair.
To Ye-hwa, her grandfather’s honor stored in the White Lotus was far more precious than her chastity or even her life.
In the end, she had no choice but to offer her body to keep her oath.
“I believed you… I thought you were a good person… Why are you doing this…?”
Ye-hwa sniffled, tears of betrayal welling in her eyes.
At that moment, Dan Se-ryeong stepped between us.
“Master, what reason do you have to take this woman?”
“What are you trying to say?”
“This woman’s internal energy quality is decent, but it falls far short of this lady’s. Mixing in various messy internal arts is pointless. It’s far better to study this lady’s Heavenly Demon Divine Art through her and create a new martial art than to waste time on others.”
“That’s something I decide. The quality of the internal energy Ye-hwa possesses doesn’t lag behind yours. And to complete my martial arts, I need Ye-hwa’s body without fail.”
“Still, look at this woman. Her mind is too fragile, isn’t it? This lady can endure any humiliation, but she won’t be able to. One day she’ll simply die like a rabbit.”
It seemed Dan Se-ryeong had grown fond of Ye-hwa and wanted to protect her from my grasp no matter what.
The Heavenly Demon who had mastered the world’s greatest demonic art secretly possessed a kind heart.
I spoke coldly to the kind-hearted Se-ryeong on purpose.
“Teaching your master is brazen. Know your place, slave girl.”
Ye-hwa, listening to our exchange, spoke with a shocked expression.
“You…! Don’t tell me you schemed to trap and enslave Lady Dan just like me?!”
“Yes. I’ll have to introduce the slave you’re supposed to become. Dan Se-ryeong, the legitimate successor of the Heavenly Demon Cult that continues the legacy of the first Heavenly Demon. Heh heh. Right now I’m nothing but a bitch who offers my body whenever Master pleases.”
I flashed a lewd smile and pulled Se-ryeong close to me.
To make sure Ye-hwa saw, I slipped my hand inside her clothes and teased her breasts and buttocks.
“Kuht…!”
While Se-ryeong bit her lip to endure the humiliation,
I explained to Ye-hwa how Se-ryeong had become my slave.
“So that was it…?”
After my explanation, Ye-hwa looked at Se-ryeong with pity.
And with a determined expression, she said,
“I’ll keep my oath. But there’s a condition.”
“Speak.”
“The words ‘until my martial arts are complete’ are too vague. If you arbitrarily change the completion criteria, I’ll be your slave for the rest of my life.”
“You’re stupid for making such an oath. Why blame me?”
“Tch…! It was because I thought you were a good person and showed you kindness!”
Ye-hwa’s voice cracked with genuine anger.
She let out a long sigh.
“Haa… Right. My foolishness in being deceived by you is so embarrassing I want to die. But I have a mission as the successor of the Unrivaled Heavenly Sword. Even if it means losing my grandfather’s honor, I cannot accept being your plaything for the rest of my life.”
If I hadn’t taken a step back, Ye-hwa would have committed suicide the moment her internal energy was released.
I didn’t panic; this was the situation I had expected.
“I see. You want me to set a specific period like Se-ryeong.”
“Yes. More precisely, I want the same period as Lady Dan. You said we both need to practice your martial arts, right? Then even if you grant my request, it’s no loss for you.”
“Fufu…”
I couldn’t help laughing.
Even when cornered suddenly, she quickly recovered her composure and made the best judgment.
It was exactly the same as the Heavenly Sword Empress Ye-hwa I knew.
“Good. But I have conditions too. In exchange for setting the contract period the same as Se-ryeong, you will serve me as a slave like her. Not just offering your body, but obeying my commands.”
Since I had expected this demand, Ye-hwa answered without hesitation, though her expression was quite gloomy.
“…Understood.”
“Don’t just say you understand roughly. Say it clearly.”
“Fairy Sword Princess Baekri Ye-hwa. For the period set by our contract… I will become your… slave…”
Her voice grew smaller as she continued, but I firmly recorded her slave declaration.
“The contract is established.”
I laughed sinisterly and released her blood vessels, saying,
“Now it’s time to taste the body of this newly acquired slave.”
***
Ye-hwa’s bedroom.
It was a cramped space with only one bed, a small writing desk, and a tiny wardrobe.
There was only one candle, so it was dark.
For Ye-hwa, this was her first night that she would remember for a long time. Since we were doing this, I wanted to set a mood.
I spread a silk blanket I had taken from the O-ryang Pavilion onto the bed and placed several bright lanterns around the room.
“Much better, isn’t it?”
“…!”
Ye-hwa stood silently without answering.
I chuckled and sat on the bed, then gave her first command.
“Now then, slave girl. Before you present your body to Master, strip off all those cumbersome layers.”
Swish—swish—
Ye-hwa began removing her clothes.
But her speed was incredibly slow.
Her face was deathly pale and her hands trembled.
It wasn’t deliberate delay; she looked terrified.
After peeling off her outer layers somehow, she reached for the knot of the thin cloth wrapped around her breasts to keep them from bouncing.
Untying the tightly bound knot with trembling hands was difficult.
While I watched her struggling to untie it, I laughed and approached.
“You stupid slave. You can’t even take off your own clothes by yourself.”
Using my skilled fingers, I untied the knot and slid off her chest cloth.
The moment the pressure was released, her breasts sprang out with a bouncy “Pong—” revealing their overwhelming volume.
“Waa…”
Waa fuck… No matter how I looked at them, admiration kept coming out.
Se-ryeong’s shocked reaction earlier made perfect sense.
Even Se-ryeong’s breasts, which were large enough to be comfortably held in one hand, weren’t small at all.
If the women of the entire martial world were ranked by breast size, she would easily be in the top one percent.
But Ye-hwa’s breasts were so large they made Se-ryeong’s look cute.
And their shape was so beautiful it looked like the greatest painter in the world had captured them, with pink nipples like cherries, glistening and delicious.
These were not just lewd breasts, but breasts that moved me with their sheer size.
Just looking at them made me feel like my entire life was great.
“Ha…!”
Ye-hwa’s face flushed with shame as she covered her breasts with one arm.
Of course, even with her slender arm, it was impossible to fully cover them.
I took a deep breath of her faint, elegant scent, then reached downward to strip off the last scraps of cloth clinging to her body.
For a moment, her golden hair identical to her name, her perfectly closed virgin pussy came into view.
“Ah, nooo!”
Ye-hwa quickly covered herself between her legs with her remaining hand.
She knew there was no point in doing this now.
But there was no helping it.
From childhood, Ye-hwa had been intelligent. Her grandfather, Baekri Jong-gwon, taught her not only martial arts but various academics.
The problem was that this old fool worshipped his granddaughter’s genius and even gave her premature sex education.
As seen from his nickname Sword Saint, Baekri Jong-gwon had a strong Taoist flavor.
And Taoist sex education that emphasized yin-yang doctrine was extremely high-level.
It was no wonder most erotic arts or color skills originated from the Dao.
The knowledge of all those deviant practices of yin-yang union left a huge shock on young Ye-hwa’s sensitivity.
From then on, Ye-hwa lived with the belief that sex was dirty and filthy.
‘So I’m always grateful to Master, who taught me the true joy of being a woman♡’
Because of this, the current Ye-hwa had richer sexual knowledge than Se-ryeong, but her disgust toward sex was far stronger.
To the point that when I touched her face, belly, or thighs,
“Kyaaah…!”
It was like a disgusting bug crawling on her skin, making her shiver.
If I tried to touch her breasts or pussy,
“Kyaaaaah!”
She would snap.
Well, I found her reaction cute and lovable.
If the only memory from the first night was her screaming like a fawn, she would probably feel extremely embarrassed later.
So first, I decided to loosen her tension.
I moved behind her and grabbed her shoulders.
“N-no… What are you doing right now… Haaaah…?!”
Her shoulders, laden with fatigue from supporting the heavy burden of her breasts, melted under my careful massage with the right pressure.
“Haah… Aaah… There… Aah… More…”
Soon she forgot the situation and simply enjoyed my massage.
I remembered the Ye-hwa from before regression, who had said she couldn’t live without my massage.
Once her neck was refreshed, the two arms covering her breasts and pussy fell limply.
I pushed her onto the bed and made her lie face down.
As I pressed the muscles on either side of her spine, my hand moved downward, then climbed the steep curve of her buttocks after passing her tailbone.
Ye-hwa’s buttocks were similar in size to Se-ryeong’s.
But because she valued flexibility over power in the Unrivaled Heavenly Sword, they weren’t as densely muscular and had a bouncier feel.
They were the perfect buttocks to enjoy by squeezing rather than slapping.
“Aaah… Not there too… Ugh… I can’t even get married now…”
Ye-hwa sighed with a sorrowful voice.
I thoroughly massaged her buttocks, thighs, and calves, and finally pressed her soles’ Yongchuan acupoint.
“Aiit…!”
She winced, and her upper body twitched.
I turned her body over and laid her straight.
She no longer tried to cover her breasts or lower parts.
Instead, she simply offered her body to me with a face of total resignation.
Suddenly, the memory of the first time I embraced her before regression came to mind.
Ye-hwa-nuna, who had been shy and awkward like a virgin, but still accepted any of my demands with a smile full of gentleness and warmth, giving me the best night.
Even though the lewd aura flowing from her body from just my touch was unbearable, the current Ye-hwa tried to ignore me with cold eyes and despise me.
It was different, too different…
But the feeling of wanting to tear her apart was exactly the same.