Yeon Wol's Taboo Deflowering
She's really doing everything she wants.
"Master's cock is warmer than I thought. And I can feel it throbbing in my hands. Thump thump... ♥ Ugh ♥ Master's heart is racing because his disciple is holding his cock like this. My heart's pounding too... ♥" Yeon Wol shared her impressions while cradling my cock preciously in both hands.
Having the disciple I'd raised like a daughter for seven years grip my cock and give a review like this—dizziness washed over me at the realization that all the love and effort I'd poured into her over those years had led to this.
"So, um, what should we start with? Ugh... ♥ There are so many things I want to do with Master's cock, it's hard to choose. Ehehe."
While I reeled from the vertigo, Yeon Wol flashed me an awkward smile.
So many things she wanted to do with my cock that she was悩ing over it. Why say something so insane with that sheepish grin? If getting this thrilled about committing Gisamyeoljo was a talent, then it was a talent—one that utterly disregarded human decency. I didn't want to accept that my beloved disciple was a genius in that department.
"Whew, I've decided. In times like this, we should go with the classics. I was going to start by getting it hard, but since it's already standing at attention... I'll just put it in right away."
"What."
"To put the cock in... I guess I need to take these off. Master, let this disciple show you firsthand that she's no longer just a cute little girl. Watch closely ♥"
But Yeon Wol effortlessly rendered all my efforts futile.
She released my cock, then cupped my chin and tilted it up to direct my gaze upward before standing from her spot. With just two steps back, her full body came perfectly into view.
"......"
Seeing her like this, our Yeon Wol had truly become an adult. Back when we first met, she was so gaunt and frail that I thought she'd die if left alone. Now, anyone would see her as a marriageable young woman. Her face was stunningly beautiful, of course, but her breasts were large, her hips wide, her thighs plump in just the right way, and her waist slim— a body destined to captivate her future husband.
So why was she offering that body to her master, me? From the moment she'd confessed her Gisamyeoljo fantasies and grabbed my cock, I'd realized resistance was pointless. No matter what I did now, I couldn't stop her.
Well, there was one way. If I got serious, truly angry, she'd stop. If I declared our bond over, that I wouldn't keep a disciple who committed Gisamyeoljo, she'd break down crying and apologize.
But... that was impossible for me.
As I'd just told her, no matter what, I'd always love her. Even if it cost my life, I'd fulfill my duties as her master.
So in the end, I had no way to stop her.
But that didn't mean I was helpless. Stay firm. You're her master, Baek Jincheon. No matter what happens, hold steady and make her reflect on her mistakes herself. Endure whatever she does, remain her upright master. That's the only thing I can—and must—do right now.
"Hoo."
I exhaled shortly to steel myself, locked eyes with Yeon Wol, and shouted inwardly.
Bring it on!!!
"Then, Master. Your disciple Yeon Wol will disrobe ♥"
Swish— Yeon Wol tugged at the knot at her chest with a single finger. That alone made her clothes lose their hold and slide off smoothly.
Undone by a single knot, slipping away without resistance. Where the hell did she get clothes like that, and how did she even know to buy them? I worried as her master about the blatant lewd intent of the designer, but I quickly realized now wasn't the time to fret over fashion.
"Y-You?!"
It was because Yeon Wol wasn't wearing anything underneath.
Shyly protruding nipples at the center of breasts so large they would overflow a single hand. A smooth abdomen with just the perfect amount of soft flesh and a neat, straight navel. A hairless, glossy mound. Even plump labia majora, tightly sealed and adorable.
Her body, pristine as the day she was born, had been hidden by just one layer of cloth.
This. What. The. Hell.
"Ahem! Wh-what do you think, Master? Do you see now that I'm not a child anymore?"
"Wh-why aren't you wearing anything underneath?! Where's your underwear!"
"......Hmph, obviously to show you my naked body right away. I always wear underwear normally. And a cloak over it. Your disciple isn't some vulgar slut."
Perhaps displeased by my reaction, Yeon Wol pouted her lower lip as she answered.
"Hah."
Not vulgar, she says. Then who the hell was this shameless naked temptress before me? Her brazen nonsense left me with nothing but a hollow laugh.
"Whatever, it doesn't matter. That's not the point right now, is it? Master, even you have to admit my body's hot, right? Look at these big tits and this big ass—perfect proportions too."
Unlike me, dumbfounded, Yeon Wol felt no shame in her nudity. She planted her fists on her hips, thrust out her chest, and boasted about her body.
"All of this is for you, Master. Look at this."
After her little show-off, Yeon Wol stepped closer, thrust out her hips, and shoved her soft-looking pussy mound right in my face. Then, pinching the outer lips with her fingertips, she spread them wide, fully exposing the pink slit within.
A sweet heat wafted from the plump, smooth labia majora. Her pussy was already drenched, lewdly churning out nectar.
"Hngh, hng ♥ Just thinking about getting eaten by Master has me soaked ♥ Ready to take Master's cock without any foreplay ♥ Yeon Wol's Master-exclusive disciple pussy ♥"
"......"
How the hell did our Yeon Wol turn into such a lewd demon? Seeing the disciple I'd raised with love and care shove her sopping, steaming pussy in my face oddly brought me a sense of calm now.
It wouldn't be hard to endure whatever she did, as I'd resolved. With one outrageous thing after another, I'd reached a state of reckless resignation.
"From now on ♥ Hng ♥ I'll give you everything— this horny disciple pussy included ♥ Haaah ♥ My body, which I wanted to offer every single day for the past seven years ♥ Haa ♥ Haa ♥ I can finally give it to you ♥"
Yeon Wol was driven to the brink of ecstasy at the thought of giving me her body, but all I could think was that I wished this madness would end soon.
Pointing it out might be petty, but paralyzing me with acupoint strikes had been her fatal mistake. Unable to move, I also couldn't feel arousal.
"Th-then ♥ This disciple's virgin pussy ♥ Will offer itself to Master's cock ♥ P-please enjoy ♥"
And so began the first coupling between Yeon Wol at peak estrus and me, merely sighing inwardly.
Standing over my half-erect cock, Yeon Wol spread her legs wide and lowered her hips, pressing her slick entrance against the glans.
Squelch.
"Hnnngh ♥ W-whoa ♥ Master's cock is kissing it ♥ My lower mouth got the first kiss before my upper one ♥♥♥"
The hot warmth of her aroused pussy seeped through the glans. Yeon Wol gulped repeatedly, panting roughly, then placed her hands on my shoulders and met my eyes.
The moment I locked gazes with her resolved eyes, she slammed her hips down, swallowing my cock into her pussy.
Squelch—
"Eek ♥ O-oh god ♥ I-it hurts... ♥ M-Master ♥ Hnnngh... ♥"
Her hymen tore in one go, and her channel suddenly filled to bursting—Yeon Wol cried out in pain and pressure, calling my name.
Even in this insane situation of being fucked live by my disciple, seeing tears wet her eyes from the pain ignited anxiety within me.
"Yeon Wol, are you oka—"
I unwittingly started to voice my worry, but it went unfinished.
"Mmph ♥ Chu ♥"
"Mmf."
Yeon Wol grabbed my neck and nape, shoved her face in, and sealed my lips with her soft pink ones.
As I floundered from the sudden kiss, her tongue invaded my mouth in a flash—as if to say it was too early to be surprised.
Our disciple was truly doing everything she wanted: coupling, kissing, tongue and all.
"Chuuu ♥ Chuu ♥ Mmm ♥ Slurp ♥ Chuuurp ♥"
I'd half-given up by now, accepting her tongue ravaging my mouth, when I sensed something faint from within her.
Wait. This is.
An unforgettable, ominous, brutal, bizarre, horrific aura.
What emanated from Yeon Wol was Magic—demonic qi.