She Needs to Be Taught a Lesson
"Hey. Bring your forehead over here."
Ha. This cheeky bitch. Just because she got a little stronger, she immediately tries to defy her master? I think this calls for a little lesson.
"You sly bastard," Jeongha muttered, rolling up her pale sleeves and triumphantly swinging her fists in the air to threaten me. Still, I had to praise her for not drawing her blade. Wasn't this proof that she had finally developed some situational awareness? If so, it was only right that I faced her bare-handed, without any weapons.
Besides, I need to get used to this Qi Circulation body anyway. This was the perfect opportunity to adjust to my new power and firmly remind her who was on top.
"Up we go."
Sliiiip.
I shed my high-grade artifact robe and shirt, standing before Jeongha. My thick, solid, wild physique was laid bare.
"Ngh."
Seeing my exposed body, Jeongha flinched, her thighs instinctively pressing together. Of course she did. Every time I stripped in front of her, it meant one thing: mating. I would pin down her pale, slender frame, crush her beneath me, and pump thick, sticky seed deep into her cunt. She was slowly getting conditioned to it. To her, me taking off my clothes was synonymous with her getting fucked.
"No, not anymore," Jeongha shook her head, as if trying to convince herself. Steeling her resolve once more, she muttered like she was answering her own question, "I'm a Qi Circulation warrior now too. We're on the same level."
"Oh, really?"
She was sorely mistaken. Sure, it had barely been a year since we both reached the Qi Circulation realm, but despite the short time, the gap between us was massive. From my Obsidian power—which countered both sorcery and spells—to various other advantages. Most of all, she had discarded her single-edged blade to prevent the fight from turning lethal. The moment she let go of her weapon, she had already lost. Her only future now was getting beaten black and blue and thoroughly fucked by me.
So, I decided to offer her a mercy I didn't actually mean.
"Jeongha."
"W-what?"
"If you strip naked right now and bow to me, I'll just give you a quick creampie and let you go."
Twitch.
Jeongha's ears twitched at my words. For a split second, she looked as if she had just heard a genuinely tempting offer.
"Hah! No way!"
"Why are you yelling?"
"Today, I'm going to surpass you!"
Her sword qi sharpened. Though she was only using her bare hand as a blade, a Qi Circulation warrior could strike with a force more threatening than any mass-produced sword. I stroked my chin, staring intently at her.
"And what if you do surpass me? Are you going to kill me?"
"What kind of nonsense is that?!" Jeongha shrieked, shaking her head violently. Her eyes were filled with reproach, wondering how on earth my mind could jump to such a horrific conclusion.
"Hey, it's a valid question."
I wouldn't blame her. If I were in her shoes, I wouldn't exactly find myself endearing either.
"Then what are you going to do?"
"...I don't know?"
"What?"
So she just got stronger and thought, Hehe, I'm gonna fight you now? Was that her entire thought process? Well, I suppose that was very like her.
"But Jeongha, do you know something?"
"What?"
There was one thing she was misunderstanding. Playful or not, a wild male never lets a challenger off easy.
"Ah, of course, I'm a highly civilized modern intellectual, so don't worry. You won't be in any real danger, nor will you get seriously hurt."
However.
"But once you lose and I start fucking you, don't expect to be treated like a lady for a while."
As I enunciated each word deliberately, Jeongha's pupils trembled.
"O-oh..."
Her voice softened instantly at my crude phrasing. It carried a strange, whiny sweetness—a faint, subconscious plea for a male's mercy.
Tsk tsk.
She's already lost. Man, this is hot. The thought of having rough sex with her again, just like our first encounter, made my cock rock-hard.
"See this? It's hard because of you. It grew this big just to use Jeongha's toilet cunt."
"......"
She wouldn't be acting like a lady anytime soon. Jeongha shrank back for a moment at my words, but then she grit her teeth and let out a battle cry.
"Haaah!"
A dense, sharp energy gathered around her fist. Instead of scattering, her once-unruly demonic energy aligned with perfect cohesion, taking on a distinct character. It was undeniably the Self-Circulation stage of the Qi Circulation realm.
"Nice spirit."
Creak, crack.
Bizarre obsidian stone began to sprout from my body. Just covering parts of myself wasn't enough. Let's spread it wider.
Grind, crackle. After all, the stone sprouting from my body was essentially my own energy. Even if it was solid matter, its essence was demonic qi, meaning I could reshape it at will.
Creak—
Black armor coated my body, curving smoothly to deflect sharp blades. When the transformation was complete, every part of my body except for my eyes and nostrils was encased in pitch-black obsidian. It was only possible because Jeongha had given me enough time. I flexed and stretched my full-plate-like body a few times, then smirked at Jeongha, who had honed her energy like a sword.
"Warm up that cunt, you bitch."
"Shut up!"
And with that, Jeongha and I clashed for the first time in ages.
Screeech!
Crimson sword qi scraped across my armor. By my calculations, her clumsy sword qi should have dissipated, leaving nothing but shallow scratches on my obsidian shell.
But.
Clang!
"Wow."
"Hmph!"
It was different. At my feet rolled a cleanly severed chunk of obsidian. How was this possible? There was only one answer.
"I've trained for far longer than you! I'm not like you!"
Since childhood, she had received professional education on what energy was and how to reach the Qi Circulation realm. She had watched from afar as countless Qi Circulation experts—and even those beyond—manipulated and utilized their energy. It was a difference in experience. Even though I had reached Qi Circulation first, the foundation she had built since childhood hadn't gone to waste.
Screeeeech—
"Heh! How's that? You're the one who should be kneeling now!"
Having attained Qi Circulation, she gathered all the energy in her body into a single point. She coated her hand in qi, honing it as sharp as a single-edged blade, and managed to maintain that state in perfect harmony.
"You're pretty strong."
"Right?"
"But you still can't beat me."
"...Say that after you win!"
But Jeongha still stood no chance against me.
Screeeeech—
Whether she was mimicking the properties of the single-edged blade she used to wield like an extension of her own body, or if she had realized it on her own, her hand-blade flew toward me with a piercing, sharp sound. I watched it for a moment, then decided to take the hit to some extent.
Craaaack!
A screeching, tearing sound erupted.
"What?!"
As her attack began to dig into my chest, Jeongha gasped in shock and tried to pull her hand back.
No way.
I snatched her wrist mid-air.
"Ah!"
Right then, the match was decided. Using my massive weight, I threw myself forward, pinning her to the ground.
Thud!
"Kyaah!"
Jeongha was sprawled on the floor.
"You bastard!"
She didn't give up. She pushed with her legs, tried to coil her arms around me like snakes, and even attempted to punch me in the face. But a Dokkaebi was still a creature of flesh and bone, bound by joints. All of these struggles could be easily neutralized by pressing my body so close to hers that our noses brushed.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Squeeze...
"Hih."
Having already deactivated my armor, I pressed my entire bare body against her soft flesh. A cute, breathy squeak escaped her lips.
"Y-you...!"
She probably made that sound involuntarily because of the sudden pressure, but it was still her voice. Whether it was the embarrassment of making such a cute sound while pinned beneath a man, or the rush of old memories flooding back...
"Ngh... ♡"
Her sweet, hot breath brushed against my collarbone.
"I... I lose... ♡"
The demonic energy on her hand had long since vanished. Her resentful red eyes blinked up at me. No, was it resentment? It was a messy cocktail of emotions—neither pure anticipation nor pure resentment. The humiliation of losing to this man again, of being pinned down to receive his seed, mixed with the expectation of the pleasure to come, since they had shared each other's bodies so many times.
"Hmm."
Tweak.
"Ah-gasp! ♡"
I slid my hand under her clothes and gave her nipple a sharp tug. Sure enough, the sound she made was incredibly lewd. It wasn't quite what I had hoped for, though. During our first encounter, she had begged desperately while being impaled by my cock. That desperation seemed to have faded a bit.
"What should I do with you?"
Squeeze, knead.
"Mnh... ♡"
As I stroked her thighs like they were toys, a brilliant idea struck me.
I stripped Jeongha completely naked, then pulled out my cock, which was already throbbing in anticipation of the upcoming sex. It was large, rock-hard, and dark—a menacing beast that could never be called gentle.
"...... ♡"
Jeongha's gaze drifted toward it. It was a tool she was now intimately familiar with. The very thing that had repeatedly invaded her, taken its pleasure, and irresponsibly dumped its seed inside her. But her expression shifted subtly when she saw the woman I brought over.
"Who is that?"
"Bo-ah. Well, I don't know if she's still 'Bo-ah' right now."
She was a woman with incredibly voluptuous breasts and hips. In terms of sheer size, she was the most well-endowed woman I had ever met.
"...Isn't she just a puppet now? I heard about it."
A flash of jealousy flickered in Jeongha's eyes as she looked at Bo-ah. For someone who always acted like she didn't care about looks, seeing such an overwhelming mountain of flesh seemed to have triggered her primal jealousy. Excellent. I wanted to stoke that jealousy even more.
"But what are you... Hey! What are you doing?!"
"Up we go."
I placed Bo-ah directly on top of Jeongha. Not face-down, but face-up. Since Jeongha was smaller than Bo-ah, her face was completely obscured by Bo-ah's body. Soon, Jeongha's muffled, whiny voice echoed from beneath her.
"What is this?! I hate this! This feels weird!"
"That's the point."
"What the... Hngh!"
Squish! ♥
A wet, tight squelch echoed as I slid inside. Her cunt was already slick and dripping in anticipation, making foreplay entirely unnecessary. Even if she had needed it, I wouldn't have bothered.
Squish ♥
"Wow, look at these tits."
"Hey!"
"These jugs are insane."
I began to pump my hips vigorously. I thoroughly enjoyed her tight, panicked walls, which clamped down hard in confusion at this bizarre situation.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
At the same time, I fondled Bo-ah's massive, soft mounds.
Smooch, slurp, kiss.
Bo-ah's body was in perfect condition. Her skin was clean and pale, her curves flawless and unblemished. After Ryeo-ah had possessed her and left, she had been completely healed. I wasn't sure if her consciousness was still intact, but one thing was certain: her breasts were magnificently, breathtakingly huge.
"Ngh... ♥ Get her... off me...!"
Jeongha whimpered, struggling to push Bo-ah's head and body away. Instead of doing what she asked, I responded by pressing down even harder.
Thud! ♥
"Ngh!"
A sharp, bird-like squeak escaped her. I continued to enjoy Bo-ah's body.
"Mmh. Slurp. You taste so good, Bo-ah."
"Hey?"
"Her body is gorgeous, and her tits and ass are way bigger than Jeongha's. Bo-ah has a real mature charm."
"What are you talking about?! Don't ignore me!"
I ignored her. Instead, I lovingly fondled Bo-ah's flesh, which overflowed from my hands no matter how tightly I squeezed.
"Hnghhhh... ❤︎"
It had to be driving her crazy. Here she was, stripped naked and getting her raw cunt relentlessly pounded, yet the man's attention was entirely focused on the woman lying on top of her. As if she were nothing more than a fleshlight to be used.
"So pretty. Look at those dark, feminine lips."
What kind of comparison was this? He was happily devouring her cunt, yet his attention was entirely elsewhere. It wasn't like he had never brought two women to bed before. In fact, he did it often. But he had never ignored her so blatantly, treating her like a cheap, disposable toy.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch... ❤︎
Smooch. Slurp. Kiss.
It was unfair. The kisses, the caresses—everything that should have been hers was being showered on this woman, Bo-ah. This wasn't right. If he was using her cunt, shouldn't he at least treat her like a woman? It was so unfair. He was riding her, pumping his hips, yet he wouldn't even look at her face. He was using her like a disposable sex toy, ignoring everything she said, while treating that other woman so gently. Like she was just some cheap whore he'd discard after one use. He shouldn't be doing this to her.
Throb—
Her chest ached far worse than her bruised wrist. At the same time, the face of her mother, whom she had forgotten for a long time, flashed in her mind. Why did she think of her now? One thing was certain: Jeongha couldn't take this anymore.
"Stop! Just wait a second!"
"Bo-ah has a pretty belly button too. And her cunt is so tight."
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, so please get her off me! Please? I'll squeeze your cock even tighter! I won't talk back anymore!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch— ❤︎
Ah, her walls were clamping down incredibly hard. She was clinging to me more desperately and tightly than ever, as if determined not to let me slip out. But I refused to move Bo-ah off her. I could have at least tilted my head to look at her face, but I didn't. Instead, fueled by this incredibly hot scenario, I relentlessly pounded her desperate cunt. Her walls practically begged me to cum inside her, if nothing else.
"Ngh, ah... Answer me... please. Hey... stop it..."
"Fuuuh."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Don't ignore me. I hate it. I hate it so much. I just got carried away because I was happy. I'm sorry."
Her cunt tasted absolutely divine. I briefly considered pulling out to cum inside Bo-ah instead, but I didn't feel like it. Instead, I kept thrusting my rock-hard cock deep inside her.
Squelch—slurp!
"Hey."
"Ah, yes!"
Jeongha's bright, hopeful voice echoed from behind Bo-ah's head, as if she had suddenly been brought back to life.
"I'm cumming, Bo-ah."
"What?"
"I love you."
I couldn't resist teasing her one last time.
Her vaginal walls clamped down hard on my shaft as a delicious orgasm washed over me.
Spurt—gush! ❤︎ Splurt! ❤︎
"Whoa..."
"Ah..."
It felt like my hips were being sucked dry. I pressed my pelvis tight against her to ensure every drop went deep inside her cunt.
"Hngh."
"Phew..."
Is that all of it?
Shuddering, I pumped the very last drop of my seed into her, then finally lifted Bo-ah—whose breasts were now covered in bite marks—off her.
And there she lay.
"Hic, hic..."
"Hey."
"Ugh, uuuuh..."
"Are you crying?"
Jeongha was sobbing uncontrollably, weeping as if her heart had been shattered. Normally, her pride would have forced her to cover her eyes with her sleeve, but now...
"Hic... ngh... ugh... hic."
Instead of answering, she reached her hands out toward me.
As if begging me to hold her.