Lecher: Jongchil - 17
To Weisa Hu, Jongchil seemed like an incredibly unique man. His words and actions ran completely counter to her common sense. Moreover, she couldn't read his thoughts beneath that sly, smirking expression. So, she had been wary of him. But now, it appeared those suspicions were just groundless paranoia. He was a careless fool who let important secrets slip carelessly from his lips.
I'm glad I needed to pee right now! Did this guy really say that thinking I couldn't hold it in?
If so, that would be a massive blunder on his part. A triumphant smile spread across Weisa Hu's face as she immediately bowed her head before Jongchil. The five-body prostration—knees, elbows, and forehead all pressed to the floor—was the ultimate gesture of respect. Weisa Hu had never performed it for anyone before, but she knew how it was done. Knowing the method made it easy to execute.
"Please use my mouth! I beg you!"
Weisa Hu lowered herself like a maggot and prostrated before Jongchil. Then she strained with all her might at her urethra. A cool stream of piss erupted from her pussy onto the floor. It was a thoroughly depraved and obscene sight. The pungent stench of her fresh urine only amplified the lewd atmosphere.
Shiiiii!
As Weisa Hu pissed while prostrating, Jongchil wore a troubled expression. She sneaked a glance up to check his face and realized she had effectively checkmated him. He had no choice but to fold; he'd have to masturbate into her mouth willingly now.
"Well, if you're going to play it like this, I have no choice. Fine, I'll jerk off into Captain Wei's mouth. Not that I want to."
"Thank you!"
Weisa Hu didn't lift her head even after hearing his response. Only when Jongchil told her to get up did she rise. A victorious smile lit her face. Jongchil thrust his cock toward Weisa Hu. The grotesque, dangling monster was too big for one bite. As he swung it back and forth, he asked,
"Captain Wei, are you a virgin?"
It was the most crucial piece of information for Jongchil.
"I-It's embarrassing, but yes."
Weisa Hu blushed as she admitted it. She'd demanded a pussy-eating mouth after pissing in prostration, only to get outed as a virgin. Shame kept her from looking up. She regretted not losing her virginity sooner. Jongchil grabbed her cheeks and pulled her toward him. Weisa Hu relaxed her body, entrusting herself to him.
"It might be a bit much for a virgin."
His words ignited her competitive spirit. Virgin or not, she wasn't about to admit she couldn't suck a man's cock. She opened her mouth wide and swallowed Jongchil's massive tool. It looked like a snake devouring its prey. His cock was even bigger than it appeared—its girth and length made it impossible to take whole in one go. Jongchil held her face steady, guiding her pace. Handling virgins was his specialty.
Weisa Hu was clumsy at fellatio, as expected of a virgin. But that was more than enough for Jongchil to cum in this situation. Less than ten minutes after shoving his dick in her mouth, he blasted thick semen down her throat.
"Ugh! Glrk!"
Tasting the semen flooding past her throat, Weisa Hu weakly slapped Jongchil's thigh in distress. But he didn't let go of her face. His strength far exceeded her expectations. Besides, backing off now meant she might never get another load from him. Gritting her teeth through the agony, she swallowed it all down her gullet. After nearly a full minute of ejaculating, Jongchil finally released her face.
When he pulled away, her mouth was brimming with the heavy semen he'd vomited into it.
"Kwah! *Cough*! *Cough*!"
Weisa Hu hacked roughly in agony. But even then, she checked the remnants in her mouth. His load had been so massive that plenty hadn't made it down her throat. The first semen she'd ever tasted in her mouth was incredibly fragrant and delicious. Had she not been focused, she might have gulped it straight down. Its sweet flavor was like candy crafted by a master artisan, and its smooth texture resembled boiled pork simmered for a full day. She'd never tasted anything so exquisite.
Dazed by the semen for a moment, Weisa Hu quickly snapped back to reality. She rolled the gooey load on her tongue to confirm, then bolted upright.
"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom!"
With that, she dashed out of the room and into the adjacent one where Cheong-a waited. Mouth full of semen, she mumbled to Cheong-a,
"Mmph! I got the semen!"
"Let me check!"
Cheong-a kissed Weisa Hu's lips. Startled at first, Weisa Hu realized it was to retrieve the semen and yielded her mouth to Cheong-a's tongue. Cheong-a's tongue invaded like a savage northerner barbarian, sweetly caressing Weisa Hu's tongue and palate while plundering the semen. As the load passed into Cheong-a's mouth, Weisa Hu felt an inexplicable loneliness. She wanted to clamp her lips shut and keep it, but for the sake of solving the case, she endured. She steeled herself.
Cheong-a swished the pilfered semen in her mouth, swallowed it with a gulp, and cried out with sparkling eyes,
"Delicious!"
"......"
"This is the taste! It has to be the lecher's semen!"
At Cheong-a's words, Weisa Hu clapped her hands. They'd finally nabbed the culprit. She cheered and hugged Cheong-a tightly.
"I knew it! Jongchil—that bastard was one of the Twin Black Lechers! Cheong-a! We did it!"
She stormed back into the next room. Jongchil was jerking off while sniffing her pussy scent. Weisa Hu bellowed at him,
"Twin Black Lecher! You who mocked the authorities and terrorized Jamsan County—I've finally caught you!"
Jongchil's face cracked at her bold declaration. It was unmistakably shock. Weisa Hu knew her deduction was spot-on. With that realization, her body moved on instinct. Having caught the lecher, there was only one thing left to do.
Whoosh!
Weisa Hu, the finest inner disciple of the Bota Sect, closed three zhang in a single bound. Her body pierced space like an arrow, appearing before Jongchil in an instant. She grabbed his collar and slammed him to the floor. His body offered no resistance as she pinned him.
"Kgh!"
Jongchil flailed pathetically on the ground. Weisa Hu pressed down on him, grinding her knee into his gut. Looking up at her in shock, he stammered in a trembling voice,
"There weren't any traces left... How? How did you figure out it was me!? Impossible! Damn it!"
Weisa Hu crossed her arms confidently, smirking down at the outbursting Jongchil.
"I'll admit you hid your tracks meticulously. But you left one trace you could never conceal!"
With that, she seized his cock. The massive serpent-like thing twitched in sync with his breaths. Feeling its overwhelming presence in her palm, she continued,
"This dick right here! How did you think you could walk around with a monster like this and not get caught as the lecher!? You're the only one in Anhui—no, the entire Central Plains—with a freak cock like this!"
"N-No way... Impossible!"
Jongchil despaired. His greatest weapon had boomeranged back to trip him up. Thus, the truth behind the lecher incidents that had plunged Jamsan County's married men into terror was revealed. The culprit's eyes filled with hollow emptiness. Weisa Hu grinned at his despair.
It had been endless hardship without guarantee, but the case was closed. The lord's chastity was safe now, and Anhui would enjoy peace for a while. Such noisy incidents were usually followed by calm. Beneath that peace, the Lily Express Nation would flourish even more.
"Time for judgment! Any last words?"
"W-Wait! Let's make a deal! Silver! I've got tons of silver! How much do you want?"
"Filthy lecher spawn! Even your final struggles are pathetic."
Weisa Hu shot him a look of contempt. Fitting for a vile lecher, his desperate plea was utterly base. She could delay punishment no longer.
"Don't hate me too much. This is all karmic retribution for your evil deeds!"
Weisa Hu stood. Her cold gaze fell on his dangling cock. It was a sword—a flesh sword that had made countless women weep, the finest in Anhui. In this world, everything became a sword. Brushes became swords, fingers became swords. And a man's cock was a sword too.
"Your sword has cut down too many women. Now, I'll seal it forever so you can never wield it again!"
"N-No! That's my livelihood! Please, anything but this...!"
"Isn't it too late to beg for mercy!?"
Weisa Hu tensed her legs. Her target: Jongchil's cock. This would end it. All his evil would cease here, offering cold comfort to his victims. And it would be an indelible brand on the lecher himself. With grim resolve, Weisa Hu punished his cock.
"Haat! Feel your sins with my pure virgin pussy!"
Squelch!
The tearing pain of flesh ripping was bearable. Weisa Hu looked down at his cock with bold satisfaction. Once word spread that this dick had deflowered a virgin, he'd be pointed at by every man. Women would scorn him. And he'd carry shame and humiliation for life. That would be his eternal punishment.
"Kekeke! Kekekeke! Kuhahaha!"
Something was off. Instead of wailing in despair, Jongchil burst into mad, bright laughter. Tears streamed down his beaming face, twisted like a lunatic's—chilling Weisa Hu to the bone. Why? How could he laugh in a situation where everything was stripped from him?
A question bloomed in her mind.
Zing!
A headache struck simultaneously. The migraines that had plagued her intermittently these past days. Along with it came an unbearable sense of déjà vu.
Is it... over? This weird feeling... Why?
Why? Moments ago, she'd felt like she'd escaped the labyrinth. Now, it was like she'd entered a new one. Weisa Hu couldn't sort her chaotic thoughts. What had gone wrong?
"Ah! You already did it! Wow! You shoved it all the way in with your virgin pussy?"
Cheong-a's voice came from behind. She'd entered the room.
"Oh, Cheong-a. Perfect timing. Quite the show. Worth all the effort."
"Haha! Right? It's all thanks to me. I filmed it crystal clear with that gadget Master gave me—it's gonna be a real moneymaker!"
"Hehe! I'll reward you later."
"Eek~! I want it now~!"
Something was wrong. Everything was wrong. Why was Cheong-a chatting so intimately with this man?
"Think it's time to release her. Haha! I'd love to see her face when she realizes the truth and despairs. This'll sell like hotcakes."
"Hehe! Master really has twisted tastes. Though that's what makes you lovable. Got it! Time to lift the suggestion."
Cheong-a spoke to Weisa Hu in a clear voice.
"It's already morning, Captain."
"......"
At her words, forgotten promises resurfaced in Weisa Hu's mind like bubbles rising from the depths—sealed memories unlocking.
Why...? Why didn't I find that perverse act strange? Why did I take his lewd words as praise? Why did I...?
Weisa Hu looked down. Her pussy was joined to this man's cock, virgin blood trickling between them. An unbearable revulsion hit her. The world felt infinitely distant.
"Urp! Blegh! Bluuuugh!"
Weisa Hu couldn't hold it in and vomited up everything in her stomach. She couldn't endure without it. She'd never felt such self-loathing. Her expression shattered completely—not broken, but shattered. Her soul felt torn to pieces in agony.
"Kekekeke! That face is killer!"
Jongchil grinned devilishly at her.