<p>I debated whether to punish Seo Ji-yoo right here and now.</p>
Already two hours had passed since the martial artists left.
Should be fine.
I decided to trust Mokido's Mixed Origin Qi. That old man had beaten up the Murim Alliance Lord himself, so it wouldn't break easily.
I took a moment to admire Seo Ji-yoo, frozen stiff and unable to move. Even without shoes, she was quite tall—around 170 centimeters, a long-legged beauty. Her jet-black hair fell to her waist, currently tied back and swept behind her, though I imagined she'd look just as good with it loose.
"Ughh..."
Her body trembled. The paralysis magic wouldn't last much longer. I needed to bind her before it wore off.
I pulled out the handcuffs I'd prepared. They looked like ordinary fur-lined cuffs, but they weren't. I'd modified them to seal mana—the type used on awakened beings.
Click.
"Ah..?"
Paralyzed and unable to resist, she could only watch as I locked the cuffs around both her wrists. Then I lifted her arms above her head and forced them behind her neck, which stretched her armpits wide open. If not for her full-body night thief outfit, her pale skin would've been exposed—a bit of a shame, really.
Not like I won't be taking it off anyway.
On second thought, there was a certain thrill in peeling off each layer of her wrapped form.
Her face, still unable to speak, flushed a deep crimson.
"Ahuu..."
The paralysis in her jaw was wearing off, allowing her to mumble, but it was too late. Unable to use even a wisp of inner energy, she was just a girl—a slightly athletic one, at that. And with her arms bound.
Hmm.
This brazen woman had tried to steal my belongings twice. I pondered how to punish her.
Obviously, I'll punish her with my cock.
Sensing my gaze, her body quivered like a delicate rabbit before a predator.
Clean.
A Clean artifact I'd brought from the Academy world. Very useful. After days of travel, the dust clinging to her was completely washed away.
I ran my tongue along the nape of her white neck. Her skin erupted in goosebumps as she trembled violently, like a frightened little animal.
"Y-you!"
Despite her body's honest reaction, her eyes blazed with fury. The way she glared at me, showing her fierce spirit, was quite satisfying. I looked forward to hearing how this thieving bitch would whimper.
Let's see.
Rip.
I applied force to tear the crotch of her night thief outfit. First, I needed to check if she was a virgin—a crucial factor in determining the severity of punishment.
Huh?
The fabric stretched but didn't tear. It was made of some special material. I could probably rip it with more force, but it seemed valuable, so I hesitated.
"D-don't...!"
She managed to force the words out with great effort, which only made me more curious.
"If you don't want me to tear it, tell me how to take it off."
"..."
No answer. She just kept glaring at me.
Cute.
I circled around her, studying how to remove the outfit. Her whole body was sealed tight—not a single gap visible. Except for one place.
Here?
A small string was tied at the back of her neck. That must be it.
I reached out, then stopped.
Hmm.
An amusing idea occurred to me. I wanted to make her tell me how to undress herself.
I pulled her close from behind and inhaled deeply. The scent of a mature woman's body made my cock hard. Her soft flesh pressed against me from head to toe.
Squish!
"Hup!"
I squeezed her full, soft breasts at will. My plan was to tease her into heat, to make her beg until she couldn't take it anymore and told me the way to strip.
My fingers sank into her teardrop-shaped breasts. The heavenly softness, like pudding, felt incredible.
"Y-you...!"
Paralyzed, Seo Ji-yoo could only grunt and groan. I'd been kneading her for about a minute, but her nipples showed no sign of hardening.
Well, getting hard right away would make her a pervert.
Most women wouldn't get erect nipples in this situation. But still, I felt a bit displeased.
I decided on a target for concentrated assault. I wondered how long it would take to make these nipples stand up.
"Why'd you steal from me, huh?"
"D-don't... touch... me!"
"No."
Squeeze, squeeze.
I kneaded her ample chest however I pleased. Thanks to the stretchy material, I could fully enjoy the softness of her breasts. I unleashed all the hand techniques I'd learned from countless women.
Rough kneading got little reaction. All I felt was her stiff, rigid body. Her breathing didn't sweeten at all.
This isn't working.
I relaxed my hand and began kneading very slowly.
"Hnn..?"
Oh.
The reaction changed. Seo Ji-yoo was weak to gentle touches. Such a fierce personality, yet vulnerable to affectionate massage. What an arousing woman.
I focused on the lower and sides of her breasts, stroking to raise her sensitivity. Leisurely and persistently.
"Haa... ugh... hnnn..."
Seo Ji-yoo felt all strength drain from her body. This was only the second time she'd been caught in the act of thievery. The first was when she met her master. Now was the second.
Truth be told, she'd planned to wait for a more perfect opportunity. But when she sensed his cultivation level dropping, she couldn't hold back. It seemed like he'd forcibly triggered his potential—such martial arts always came with severe aftereffects.
She thought it was a golden opportunity and reached for his pouch, only to freeze on the spot.
Poison...? When did he...?
He approached and bound her hands. At that moment, the flow of her inner energy stopped. Fuzzy fur wrapped around her wrists. She didn't know the exact name, but all her inner energy was being sucked into it.
Ah... no!
If things continued like this, she knew exactly what that perverted bastard would do to her. Earlier, when she squeezed into a narrow crevice, he'd groped her incessantly.
This... lecherous demon...!
Even when the martial artists swarmed in, he kept pressing his body against hers. It was hard to suppress her moans. Even now, she felt a lingering heat between her thighs. His hard...
No!
She forcibly ignored the image that rose unbidden in her mind.
This... fucking pervert...!
Feeling uneasy, she willed herself to grow angrier. The mounds of her breasts, usually too large and inconvenient, were being kneaded. He handled them as if he owned them.
He groped her chest roughly. A dull ache focused all her nerves on that spot.
Then, suddenly, his touch changed.
"Hnn..?"
His fingers brushed so softly they barely touched. The gentle kneading stirred something inside her. Before she knew it, a different feeling was growing, replacing her anger.
Ah...?
Her gaze involuntarily fixed on his index finger, moving toward her precious tip. It circled around her areola, approaching slowly, making her feel ticklish.
"Haah..."
A fuzzy something drew near. It felt like he was teasing her.
A little more...
The finger moving so slowly was getting close to her nipple. Instinctively, she knew how good it would feel when it touched...
J-just a little more... Aah?!
Suddenly, she had an absurd thought. She clamped her mouth shut. She had to endure. She had to withstand this humiliating moment.
She was a heroic figure who had overcome grueling martial arts training!
I will endure!
Her master's words came to mind. I've never seen a talentless and stubborn bitch like you.
She steeled her resolve. She glared at the approaching finger. She would endure.
Ah...?
The finger, slowly approaching her nipple, moved away. It didn't touch her. An involuntary wave of regret washed over her. She didn't even notice the drool trickling from her slack jaw.
The underside of her breasts responded best. I stroked upward gently, as if lifting them. The heavy weight of the large mounds was palpable. Carrying around such heavy things all day... I massaged her muscles soothingly.
"Aah..."
Each flinch made my mouth water. My cock was already rock hard, but it wasn't time yet. I hadn't checked her pussy, so I couldn't be sure, but based on her reactions, she was a virgin. I wanted to tease her a bit more first.
So soft.
Boobs were magical creatures that felt good just by touching them. I circled her areola with my index finger.
"A-hnn..!"
I'd been focusing solely on her breasts for twenty minutes now. Seo Ji-yoo stared blankly at my fingertip. The closer my finger got to her nipple, the more her lips parted.
Should I touch?
Humans don't feel pleasure from things they take for granted.
"Ah..!"
I didn't touch her. I pretended I was about to, then pulled away again. Then, when she was at her limit, I brushed against her briefly. Each time, Seo Ji-yoo's back arched.
"Haah..."
Her crotch was already wet. A naughty pussy that got wet without its owner's permission. Of course, the owner of that pussy was no longer her, but me.
Hard.
In twenty minutes, I'd touched her nipples exactly three times. Just brief, grazing touches. And that alone had her nipples standing stiff. The outline of her erect nipples was particularly prominent through her full-body tights-like night thief outfit.
"Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Hah?! Wh-what? N-no, not at all...!"
She only now realized that the paralysis in her mouth had worn off.
"Liar. Even after this?"
Press.
"Eeek?! Hahng...!!"
A moan burst out simultaneously with my press on her nipple. She spoke in a trembling voice.
"Haaahh..! I-I... I was wrong. P-please, just this once."
"No. This is the second time."
"T-twice..? H-how...?"
"I gave you a chance, and you tried to steal from me again. Anyway... these audacious breasts!"
"Kkeuht..?!"
I pinched her nipple hard. In contrast to before, I rubbed it repeatedly. Swish, swish. I kneaded it persistently, as if milking her. I circled, then pressed and ground against it.
"Kkeuuuu...t!!"
Twitch! Twitch!
Seo Ji-yoo's hips jerked up and down violently. Her legs wobbled as if she'd been electrocuted.
"Haaaak!!"
She came. Her thighs, now freed from paralysis, clamped together as she trembled. She couldn't stand properly, like a newborn fawn.
"Haah...! Haah..."
I turned her chin to see her expression. It looked like her first orgasm. Her eyes were unfocused, her gaze distant. Her flushed skin made her face even more beautiful. The face of a woman intoxicated by climax. I liked it very much.
A drop of drool she hadn't swallowed trailed down her chin. The slackness in her facial muscles somehow seemed lewd.
"Pretty."
Her back arched again, trembling. As I thought, women are instinctively weak to compliments.
"Coming just from nipple stimulation. You're a complete slut."
"I-it's not...!"
"How do I take this off? Tell me, and I'll make you feel even better."
"Y-you're insane...! I-I'll never tell!"
"Then it can't be helped."
Nipple orgasm torture.
I hugged her from behind. Then calmly began fondling her chest again. My plan was to start from the beginning.
"You're crazy...! Hahng..!! H-how long... are you going to...!"
"Until you tell me, of course."
I stroked the sides of her breasts, gradually bringing my fingers closer to her nipples. If not for the clothes, I'd be close enough to feel the fine hairs. Then—
I pulled away again.
"Hnn..!"
I didn't touch her. Hot breath escaped her lips. I continued to gently stroke the outer edges of her breasts.
Another ten minutes passed.
"Haah...! P-please..."
She looked at me with a desperate, longing gaze. Her moist, glistening eyes were beautiful.
"Going to tell me now?"
"Th-that's... no more... hnn..!"
"Just say it. It feels good, doesn't it?"
"N-noo..!"
For someone who could come just from having her nipples rubbed, she was still holding out.
"It doesn't feel good? Then I'll help you again."
"N-nooo..!"
Seo Ji-yoo was more stubborn than I thought. It seemed I'd have to work a bit harder.
Whirr!
This time, I gathered Mixed Origin Qi at my fingertip and reached for her nipple.