The Addiction
Baeksoyoung lay motionless on the bed sheets.
The Guard Captain had requested entry from outside the door, but she had refused.
She didn't want to face anyone right now.
The door through which the man who had just ravaged her body—and Harin, who had pressed against him, smiling as if satisfied—had left was firmly shut.
The room was filled only with the traces of their union and a heavy, lingering scent.
"Huuu..."
She exhaled slowly, but what churned inside her chest was not relief. It was closer to emptiness.
It was humiliating.
She had tried to seduce him using the Demon Realm as a pretext, only to be turned around on him, and her entire past with the master-servant contract had been exposed.
The contract had been dissolved in the end, but the process had been more than enough to shatter her pride to pieces.
But.
"...Hngh."
Baeksoyoung unconsciously parted her thighs and looked down. The place where semen and her own juices had mixed was already thoroughly soaked.
Even after his fluids had drained away, the overwhelming sense of intrusion still felt vividly etched into her inner walls.
Harin had said she'd absorbed all the yin energy. If that were true, this uncomfortable heat should have dissipated by now.
Yet in the place where the yin energy had vanished, the remnants of the forced pleasure he had awakened surged up like poison mushrooms.
"Squelch."
She ran her hand near her vagina.
No matter how lightly she stroked it, an incredible amount of semen clung to her fingers.
"Chwaah."
Without thinking, she put her hand to her mouth and licked it clean.
There was no reason for it. She was simply drawn to the lewd scent wafting from the semen, and her hand drifted to her lips on its own.
"...This is the scent from Yuljeon. It's sweeter than I expected... I think I'm getting addicted."
As she'd said, Baeksoyoung swept her legs together with maddened urgency. She pressed down on her lower abdomen, trying to bring the lewd and sweet liquid to her mouth.
"Squelch, chwaah! Hurrrulp!"
"Uuuum... Is that all there is...? I already ate it all, didn't I?"
After repeating it a few more times, the semen between her legs had been completely cleaned.
"...What on earth am I doing..."
Once her wits returned, the disgraceful thing she'd done flashed through her mind.
Frantically licking his semen smeared all over her vagina—she couldn't bring herself to look up, so mortified was she.
"Aaagh!! Why, why did I...!!"
She kicked the blanket with her feet—thwap, thwap!—but there was no undoing what had already happened.
The night was deep, but sleep wouldn't come. If she pulled the blanket over herself, the suffocating warmth made it hard to breathe; if she tossed it aside, the cold air brushed against her sensitized skin and made her shiver.
Whenever she tried to close her eyes, the arrogant face of that man came to mind—smirking as he had trampled her down and toyed with Harin's vagina.
The enormous pillar of his that had been packed so tightly inside her.
The sticky friction as it withdrew, and the sigh laced with regret that she herself had let out.
"I've gone mad, Baeksoyoung...!"
She slapped her own cheek.
Smack! The sharp sound seemed to jolt her senses back for a moment—but only for a moment.
Because from below, a hot surge rose again, and she was overwhelmed with despair.
He had thoroughly turned her into a bitch. He'd gotten her incredibly aroused, then denied her what she wanted, leaving her like that.
The chains of the master-servant contract had been removed, but in their place, he'd shackled her with an even more insidious chain: "pleasure."
"Squelch... grumble!"
"Hngh...! Hyaah!!"
Her overheated body climaxed from nothing more than a light caress.
"Hngh... not enough... I want something bigger and harder..."
Yet for a woman who had only awakened to desire in her later years, all that remained was unsatisfied longing.
"Mmmmm!"
Tossing and turning all night, she eventually got up from the bed before dawn. If she stayed like this, she was sure she'd truly go mad.
'I have to swing the sword...'
Clearing the cluttered thoughts from her mind, the only way to expel this maddening heat was to swing the blade. She staggered toward the training hall reserved for the sect leader.
The cold morning air stabbed her lungs, but the fire inside her body showed no sign of cooling. Arriving at the training hall, she immediately drew her sword.
"Hwuk! Fwoosh!"
The more she swung the sword, the hotter her body grew. Sweat poured down like rain, but the thirst between her legs remained unquenched.
In fact, the training clothes soaked with sweat clinging to her skin only irritated her further.
"Squelch."
"Hya—?!"
Every time the hem of her clothes slid past the bandages, her nipples stiffened and the inside of her thighs tingled with a lewd sensation.
The insides of her thighs were already thoroughly soaked and unbearably damp.
"It's fine... no one will come in here anyway..."
This was the training hall reserved for the sect leader.
Only the vice leader Baek Seol-hwi and the sect leader herself could use this space.
Baeksoyoung let go of the last thread of her reason.
Thrash!
Baeksoyoung roughly tore off her top.
She had been wearing nothing below the waist to begin with, so only the bandages covering her chest remained.
"Ha... ha..."
The cold air brushed across her intimate area. Her body trembled from shame, but at the same time, an indescribable sense of liberation and forbidden excitement washed over her.
She gripped the sword again and began to swing it—naked—praying that this heat would subside.
"Hup!"
"Thwack!!"
She didn't know.
That her feeble struggles were being watched by the very man she least wanted to face.
"...Hello?"
"KYAAAAAHHH!!!"
"Oh, you don't get to say hello."
"Don't look!! Close your eyes!!"
One hand clamped over her crotch, Baeksoyoung swung her sword at me in a panic.
Her strikes, mixed with shock, were far heavier than usual. They were wild slashes fueled by panic rather than qi, so I could easily bat her sword away with my fingers.
Clang!
"Even though it's a private training hall, that's way too much freedom in your outfit, don't you think?"
"Sh-Shut up! Get lost! Get the hell out!"
Below the bandages covering her chest, she wore not a single thread on her lower half.
She was desperately trying to cover her vagina with one hand, but every time she moved, her exposed crotch, dripping with moisture, was clearly visible beyond her fingers.
"Excuse me, Sect Leader Baek. If you keep moving like that, everything's going to be on display."
"KYAHH! I said don't look!!"
She finally threw down her sword and crouched, wrapping both arms around her body. Her face was so red it looked like it would burst from shame.
"Hnngh... why, why does it have to be you of all people..."
I slowly approached her. Getting closer, the heat radiating from her body was anything but ordinary. This wasn't the kind of heat from exercise.
"Why is your body so hot? Are you hurt somewhere?"
"Don't come near me! It's all because of you!!"
"Because of me?"
"Yesterday... yesterday, didn't you...!"
"Yesterday?"
"Didn't you rape me senseless like that?!"
"That was all for treatment..."
"Are you planning to use that excuse? You took the virginity of Baeksoyoung, leader of the White Tiger Sect!"
"You're the one who said we should do it first."
"Sh-Shut up!!"
She shouted at the top of her lungs, then seemed to realize her mistake, and curled back into herself. Of course, in the process, her vagina was naturally exposed beyond her fingers.
"You... you need to take responsibility..."
Her voice trembled as she spoke. I crouched down to meet her eye level.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you."
"I said take responsibility!! You made me like this... you kept me up all night without sleep...!"
Tears glistened at the corners of her eyes.
Now I think I understand.
She had been unable to relieve the heat that had surged through her body all night, tossing and turning until dawn, then come out to swing the sword and cool herself down. She'd been so feverish that she'd stripped off all her clothes.
"I already dissolved the master-servant contract. You're free now, so why are you coming to me for responsibility?"
I asked with a teasing tone. Baeksoyoung glared at me through her tears.
"My body... my body just won't listen to me!"
"...?"
Huh?
"Once we handle the Demon Realm, we can travel the world. I was going to deal with it at first light and set off on a long journey."
"..."
"But... all night, memories of what we did kept surfacing. I don't know why, but my lower half was leaking water as if I'd been hit by yin energy, and I flinched at the slightest breeze..."
Oh. So she'd been going through that all night.
"No matter how much I play with myself, if it's not yours... I can't calm down, so what am I supposed to do?!"
Her proud mouth finally spat out her true feelings. I laughed softly and reached out to lift her chin.
"You should've just said that honestly yesterday. You could've asked me to go deeper."
"Hnngh...!"
"That's what you want, isn't it?"
Baeksoyoung answered by slowly nodding her head. Her eyes were squeezed shut from shame, but she no longer resisted.
"Alright. I actually needed a morning exercise partner anyway."
I slipped my arm through the space between her armpits and lifted her up. Her burning naked body pressed against mine.
"Do it here, or should we go to the room?"
"...Here."
"Hm?"
Surprised by her unexpected answer, I asked again. Baeksoyoung slumped and mumbled.
"I... can't take it anymore..."
Her hand frantically tugged at my pants.
Even without the master-servant contract, she was already as good as mine.