Lessons in Lust and the Masked Sex Demons' Debut
"Bang Daehyeop! Aren't you Bang Daehyeop!? What the hell...! Hiiiik!"
She was a virgin, just as I'd figured. Her thin hymen tore like paper around my cock. The foreign pressure blocking my glans vanished refreshingly. There's something eternally thrilling about piercing a virgin—no matter how many times you do it, it never gets old.
Sobak let out a beastly scream like she was being skinned alive and tried to pull away from me. Her feet kicked at my knees, her hands shoved at my arms. But the more she struggled, the tighter I hugged her close. She was a butterfly caught in a spider's web. Escape was impossible.
"Aaaah! Aaak! Bang Daehyeop! Bang Daehyeop! Save meee! Aaah!"
"Sobak..."
Sobak cried out to Bang Geukcheon for help. Her thrashing was like a drowning man in the sea. But Bang Geukcheon just stood there, dumbstruck, watching me ravage her. I stayed on high alert, braced for any sudden attack from him, but thankfully, nothing happened. Bang Geukcheon—this bastard—was completely overwhelmed by the scene too.
"Mm...! What’s all the commotion..."
Yubak stirred awake at Sobak's struggles and screams, rubbing her eyes sleepily. I commanded Bang Geukcheon.
"Bang hyung. If that woman wakes up fully, it'll make the sex ed lesson a pain. Subdue her. Choke her out till she passes out."
"Subdue her? Isn't that going too far?"
"Do it just enough not to hurt her life. Bang hyung, this is all to cure your premature ejaculation, isn't it? You wanna spend eternity losing to women in bed? Live a life mocked even by the whores in the brothel?"
I struck at Bang Geukcheon's pride, and he furrowed his brow in agony. For a man, premature ejaculation isn't just a physical issue—it's a matter of self-respect. I'd muddled his judgment with a perfect mix of common sense alteration stickers and provocation. Bang Geukcheon choked Yubak out, just as I'd ordered.
"Kwek!"
"Aaah! Bang Daehyeop! What are you doing to my sister!?"
"No harm to her life at all. Sorry, Miss Sobak."
"Bang Daehyeop! And Jong Daehyeop! What is this!? Aaah! Jong Daehyeop! It hurts! It hurts so much! Please spare me!"
Yeah, my cock's a bit much for a virgin. I hadn't even shoved in half yet, and she was pounding my chest, whining about the pain. But soon enough, the Power of Sex would turn that agony into ecstasy.
"Uh... Jong hyung. Is this really okay? From where I'm standing, it just looks like you're raping the woman."
I almost snapped, You just figuring that out now? But that might weaken the common sense alteration sticker's effect, so I played it cool.
"This is a woman's coquetry. She loves it deep down but pushes away pretending not to. Just watch a bit. See how this bitch changes."
"Aaaah! No! I said no! Hnggh! Hngh! You perverts! I trusted you...! I thought it'd be okay to give my virginity to Bang Daehyeop!"
Bang Geukcheon flinched at Sobak's outburst, bowing his head like he'd been stabbed. But he made no move to stop me. He'd become a mere spectator to my conquest of Sobak. I eyed him pitifully and rocked my hips.
As the Power of Sex kicked in, Sobak's writhing body shifted. Even Bang Geukcheon, practically a lifelong virgin, noticed the change.
"This... what's happening?"
"Haaang~! Haaaang~♥ Hang~! Haaaang~♪"
"Heh! Hear that voice change? Means the bitch is starting to feel it. Women are all sluts at heart like this. Shove your dick in, and they can't move. Bang hyung, watch this spot closely."
I shifted deliberately so he had a clear view of where Sobak and I were joined. Bang Geukcheon leaned in like he was reading tiny print on rice grains, scrutinizing our lewd coupling. His gulping sounded like a huge iron ball rolling.
His bloodshot eyes twitched grotesquely.
"Haaang~! Haang! Hang~! Haaaang~♥"
I grabbed Sobak's drooling chin and lifted her face.
"Bang hyung. Does that look like the face of a woman being raped? That the voice of someone in pain?"
Sobak was lost in the pleasure I gave her, only moaning sweetly now. Bang Geukcheon stared at her beautifully disheveled face with trembling eyes. He looked utterly entranced. I crudely groped her tits for his benefit. A thick bulge rose under Bang Geukcheon's pants. Surprisingly, the bastard packed decent size—not as big as mine, but nothing to sneeze at.
"This... incredible! Jong hyung! No, Jongchil hyungnim! Truly amazing! It's like a peak master toying with a third-rate warrior! My god...! To think this is possible!?"
Bang Geukcheon gawked, praising my cock. He was a decent martial artist, but a perennial loser in bed—a third-rater. Me? Undefeated supreme master on the sheets. Him idolizing me was only natural.
"Kek! Yeah, Bangya. Calling me hyungnim starting today, huh!?"
"How could I not call such a great man hyungnim? Hyungnim! I'm hard! My cock's standing tall seeing a naked woman for the first time like this...! Never happened before! You've saved me, hyungnim!"
Bang Geukcheon was profoundly moved by overcoming his fear of women's bodies enough to get erect. No wonder—like a middle-aged impotent dad finally getting it up.
I offered advice to the proudly throbbing fellow.
"Then you should test the goods right away. Got a perfect practice dummy right here, don't ya?"
"What do you mean?"
"That Yubak bitch. Her pussy's probably loose already, so blow a load in there. First time properly creampieing a woman, right?"
"Yes! Then I won't hold back...!"
Bang Geukcheon fucked the woman he'd rescued with his own hands just hours ago. No hesitation—seemed like his own will, not just the sticker. I sensed his personality shifting. Once a line's crossed, people change easily.
"Urgh! Cumming! I'm cumming!"
Bang Geukcheon creampied Yubak. But the timing was pathetic—barely inserted before he blew. A rabbit could cum twice in that span. Not that it mattered to him now. Conquering a woman was the win.
"Hahat! I came! I finally conquered a woman!"
Bang Geukcheon beamed at invading her hole with his dick. Yubak wasn't my target anyway. Fine by me if he had her.
"Heh! Started off refusing, now she's wrapping her legs around my waist like she loves it!"
I smacked Sobak's tits and pounded her. Pure bliss.
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It started as rape but ended in fiery passion. I dumped four loads in Sobak's pussy. Bang Geukcheon came once and couldn't get it up again. That's normal for most guys—erection dies after one, two at best, three if lucky. He stared in awe at me, covered in his cum all over Sobak's body, never breaking his reverent gaze. I swung my majestic cock with dignified flair, roaring in victory.
"Jongchil hyungnim! Teach this worthless Bangya more woman-handling techniques!"
He even bowed his head, begging for lessons. Normally, I'd head to Cheonjin next, then Yoreung, then Gilim to meet the guy. But sticking around for some fun wouldn't hurt. Not staying long—just a quick romp before moving on. No big delay.
Sorry, Danyuha... but she'll understand. Been a boring trip; lust's piled up.
I decided to teach Bang Geukcheon woman-handling in more detail. But not at a brothel—private homes.
"Bangya. Use this."
←Item→
●Black Mask (B-grade)
↳A mask that perfectly conceals the wearer's identity.
※Can alter voice, fingerprints, genetic info.
I handed over a Black Mask I'd drawn long ago. Perfect—I had two, one for each of us.
"Hyungnim. What's this?"
"Exotic item from the West. Wear it, and your identity's airtight."
奇物—奇物, literally wondrous oddities. Special items in the Sword Immortal World, like those engraved with formations or imbued with spirit power. Famous clans like Jeon Gal Sega specialize in 'em.
"Lessons outside. Night prowls."
Buying whores with cash is fun—bending women with gold power for total control. But raping with martial force like with Sobak? Its own thrill. Prostitution vs. rape—different flavors. When I do it, even rape's no rape. Victim ends up clinging and moaning. Perfect crime, no losers. Any woman I "rape" once will spread her legs waiting for round two.
"We'll wear these, hunt targets. Call it sex prowling."
"Sex prowling... Sounds demonic cult-ish. Could get us branded public enemies."
The guy who raped a woman last night worries pointlessly. Yesterday's justice from Bang Geukcheon? Genuine. Today's? Hypocrisy. Couldn't help smirking at the gap.
"Didn't see my skills? I don't rape. Only fiery unions. This prowling's to teach you that, right?"
"Right! This Bangga was foolish to doubt hyungnim!"
"Oh yeah. Masks on, no real names. Avoid trouble. Aliases it is. Hmm... Yeah! You're Peng Dorim from now on."
"Got it. What do I call you, hyungnim?"
"Gong Wooseon. Call me Gong Wooseon."
Aliases set.
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On an intricately carved ancient pine go board, black and white stones lay in chaotic fury. Even immortals at the Entering Divinity realm would struggle to read the flow—black and white waged a desperate life-or-death battle.
Black's turn. The elderly man gripping a black stone scanned the board sharply. No easy out.
Go's about building houses on 361 squares—expanding influence through power plays. All the virtues a clan head needs are in go. At least, he believed so.
"Hyungnim. That handle's gonna rot off. Play already."
A cheek-scarred man urged flippantly. He looked like alley thug trash, but his white stones moved with cunning sharpness, like elite troops under famed general Hsin. High-dan player, not what he seemed.
The black-stone elder shot a displeased glare, grumbling curtly.
"So damn good at go, why you always wandering outside? If you'd inherited the clan, none of this mess."
"Pfft! Still the same, hyungnim. Go's just a pastime for idle layabouts. If skill at go meant leading a clan well, His Majesty'd be beyond Entering Divinity—Super Divinity. But rumors say even the Alliance Leader gives him nine points. Go's just go. Inheriting's for those with the qualities. Like you, hyungnim."
"Hmph! No gold from flattery. Tch! Lost interest. I concede."
The elder tossed his stones and stood. Truth was, no time for games. Too busy handling fallout from his own schemes.
"Hyungnim. Son-in-law hunt going well?"
"Headaches from that lately. Sigh. Tried forgetting woes with go—stupid escapism. Off to work."
He headed to his study. Then, urgent voices from outside.
"Clan head! Word from the magistrate."
"Hm? The magistrate?"
Officials and martial world don't mix? Bull—tons of back-and-forth. That's why the truce works: mutual benefits. Government calls on martial artists when needed, and vice versa. A famed clan head like Namgung Sega's rivals a governor in clout.
"Trouble from influx of martial folk lately, it seems. And..."
"And?"
"Lately, masked duo sex demons spotted in Jamsan County town. Officials confirmed martial artists—requested we handle it."