The Path of Radiant Ascension
Stripped bare, I wrenched the sword from Yeon Ye-ha's hand and flung it into the corner of the room. The blade clattered against the floor, the sound ringing through the chamber.
I stood still for a moment and simply watched her. Standing in her training robes with her arms extended in a disciplined stance, she was the very picture of a warrior heroine.
"Perfect."
Yeon Ye-ha had gone rigid as wood. At a glance she looked much the same as when I had taken her in her sleep — but her mind was fully awake this time. The thrill of it was entirely different.
I began peeling her training robes off, piece by piece.
Today was a rest day. Skipping lunch and dinner wouldn't earn a word of complaint from the instructors. I had more time than usual, and I meant to savor the pleasure of stripping her layer by layer.
The outer garment came off, revealing what lay beneath: a tight binding of bandages compressing her chest, and a pair of pure white panties covering her sex.
I started with the bandages. The knot cinched tight beneath her breasts came loose under my fingers.
Sway. Freed from the crushing pressure, her breasts trembled and swelled. They looked easily two or three times larger than before.
I pulled the bandages free gradually, and with every turn her chest grew fuller — like loosening a corset, one lace at a time.
When the last of the wrapping fell away, the bare breasts that emerged did not disappoint. Despite their generous size they had lost none of their firmness, and her pink nipples stood stiff and erect, radiating their presence. The tips themselves were large enough to rival any exaggerated fantasy, so lewd I wanted to suck them then and there. The areolae surrounding them were equally generous.
Just looking at them makes my mouth water…
Yeon Ye-ha
◈ Pussy
◈ Clitoris
A pair of breasts that made my cock throb and leak precum just from looking at them — and yet her chest wasn't even one of her erogenous zones. I decided then and there that I would develop it. Before she graduated from Ipmaso, she would reach the point of climaxing from her breasts alone.
First things first — strip the packaging completely.
I pulled her panties down.
A few days without grooming had left a dark shadow of pubic hair growing back.
"Tsk… looks messy. Time for a proper cleanup. You wouldn't want a blade near your pussy either, would you? We'll use wax."
"……"
Yeon Ye-ha gave no answer. Of course she didn't — I had sealed her voice with a pressure-point lock.
I laid her comfortably on the bed and spread her legs into an M-shape. Unable to resist, she was like a doll. A living sex doll.
I took out the depilatory wax and spread it around her pussy. Once everything was ready, I released the mute point at her throat.
"……"
Even with her voice restored, Yeon Ye-ha kept her silence. She had always been the taciturn type.
I was half-worried she'd scream… but it looks like I won't need a gag after all.
That was the effect of the Heart-Severing Demonic Sword she practiced.
I checked that the wax around her sex had cooled and set.
"All right. This is going to sting a little. It's not shaving — it's ripping the hair out by the roots. Feel free to scream. Someone might come running into the room, after all."
"……"
I already knew she wouldn't scream. She was the Sword Demon's daughter. If word got out that she had been violated, the disgrace and humiliation in this world would be enough to drive someone to suicide without anyone batting an eye.
And if she had truly wanted someone's help, she would have called for it the first time I took her in her sleep.
Rrrrip!
"Nngh?!"
I tore the wax free. That got a reaction. Yeon Ye-ha bit down hard on her lip and swallowed the sound.
Rrrrip! Rrrrip! Rrip!
"Kh… nngh…"
Her reactions dwindled with each successive strip. I cleaned every last hair from her pussy and her asshole. Satisfied, I grinned and ran my palm over her sex and her rear entrance. The flushed, reddened flesh was extraordinarily soft.
"You're wet. Did pulling the hair out turn you on? Well, well. The First Beauty of the Demonic Cult turns out to be a pervert."
I pinched her pink inner lips between my fingers and played with them, rolling them this way and that. They were plump and soft — satisfying to toy with. When I spread them wide, a bead of arousal slid free along with the trapped moisture from inside her hole.
"…Concealing your appearance and altering your voice — is that a technique?"
"Does it matter?"
"……It could be an artifact rather than a technique. I've heard some artifacts can completely alter the user's appearance."
"Focus on your pussy. It's soaking wet right now, and you know it. Just because you can't move your body doesn't mean the sensation disappears."
I flicked her clitoris. Already swollen, it immediately shed its hood and stood stiff. I rolled it carefully between my fingers. Yeon Ye-ha's mouth fell open.
"Hah… nngh…"
Her breathing grew ragged.
I stopped just before she could climax.
"Heh. Your pussy's already flooding. Felt good, did it?"
"……"
"Not going to answer?"
"You refuse to answer my questions. Why should I answer yours in good faith?"
"……Because I'm the one in charge?"
"……"
Yeon Ye-ha pressed her lips shut. The blindfold made it impossible to read her eyes. I considered putting on a mask and removing the blindfold — but that felt too risky, so I dropped the idea.
Instead, I tormented her body. I took a nipple into my mouth and gently stroked her pussy and asshole with my fingers.
"Nngh…!"
Even through a light orgasm, Yeon Ye-ha barely reacted. That took most of the fun out of it.
I kissed her. This time she responded — by biting down on my tongue with everything she had. The injury wasn't serious, but blood welled up on my tongue.
"…That hurt."
"Serves you right."
Her voice was as devoid of emotion as her face. No triumph. No fear.
I didn't blame her. Defiance was only natural. I had been too hasty with the kiss.
"You won't kill me with something that petty."
"…So you won't put your mouth on mine again. That is enough for me."
"I will. Bite my tongue all you want. Sever it, for all I care. The thought of you swallowing my tongue and my blood is getting me hard in its own way."
"……"
I kissed her again. This time she clamped her mouth shut and refused to open it. I rubbed my lips against hers. Blood from my mouth painted her pink lips a deeper red.
I gripped her jaw and forced her mouth open. My tongue invaded. It roamed freely over her teeth, her tongue, the roof of her mouth, the insides of her cheeks — teasing without restraint. Her mouth filled with a mess of my saliva and blood.
"Mmph… mmh… kh…"
Yeon Ye-ha did not bite. A woman who never surrendered herself to anger made a rational choice. I had expected as much.
After a long kiss I finally pulled away. The bleeding from my tongue had stopped.
"How does my blood taste?"
"…Revolting."
Yeon Ye-ha said it flatly. That voice, too, was dry as dust. In stark contrast, her lower lips were a flood.
"Shall we get started properly? Doing it like this is boring, so I'll release some of the pressure points."
I raised her arms and bound them with cloth. Then I adjusted the locks — she could move her body, but she couldn't channel internal energy. Her raw physical ability surpassed an ordinary person's, but she was no superhuman. I could handle her easily.
The moment the points released, she clamped her thighs together. I forced them apart again and settled between them. I laid my erect cock against her sex. Feeling its hardness and heat, her body gave a sharp tremor.
"No reaction. Mind if I just shove it in like this?"
"If I told you to stop, would you?"
"You never know."
"No. You will violate me regardless of how I respond. Do as you please."
She understood that her reactions were what entertained me.
Could she truly manage not to react at all? That remained to be seen.
Schlick.
The head of my cock pushed into the hole between her inner lips. Yeon Ye-ha's body shuddered reflexively. My shaft split her tight passage and drove deeper. The advance stopped against a wall. That sensation of the tip striking her cervix never got old, no matter how many times I felt it.
"It was good when you were asleep… but it's better when you're awake. For you, this is essentially the first time. Feel good?"
"……"
Yeon Ye-ha said nothing, lips pressed tight. It didn't matter. Her pussy was answering for her, clenching around my cock.
I kneaded her breasts with my hands and rolled my hips in a leisurely rhythm.
No rush. Slow and steady. So her pussy would remember my cock properly — so her womb would recognize who its master was.
"Hah… hah…"
Yeon Ye-ha's hips lifted off the bed. Her lips parted around ragged breaths. Schlick, schlick. Our joined sexes were so drenched in her fluids that white foam was forming. She had already come twice in light orgasms. Her face remained expressionless, but she couldn't control her pussy the same way.
"I'm about to finish. My cum is going to claim the deepest part of your pussy. Concentrate and feel it properly."
"……"
I pumped hot, thick semen deep into her. I wrapped both arms around her body and savored the moment of release.
Spurt. Spurt-spurt-spurt.
Trickle…
"……"
Yeon Ye-ha's expressionless face spasmed as she gushed, then wet herself outright. For a fleeting instant her cheeks flushed red before returning to their usual pale white.
Afterward I suckled at her breasts, lingering in the afterglow.
"You don't actually think this is over, do you?"
"……"
I took her for a full hour. Yeon Ye-ha did not resist. More precisely, she strained not to react at all. She was so unresponsive it almost felt like taking her in her sleep again.
Continuing to use her like this would be fine — but I still wanted her to move, at least a little.
With her arms still bound and her body face-down on the bed, I reached from behind and scooped the cum out of her pussy with my fingers. Every time my fingers moved, her pink asshole clenched and twitched.
"This is getting a little dull."
"……"
"Don't expect me to walk out of this room. I'm going to take you until midnight. That's about five shichen left."
"……"
Squelch.
Her pussy answered in place of her mouth. I smirked at the streak of arousal that shot across the bedsheets.
"I'll make you a proposal. If you cooperate with me… I'll answer your questions."
"…You."
At last, a voice emerged from the lips that had only been breathing hard.
"How am I supposed to trust that you will answer my questions properly?"
"I'll answer whatever you ask, no exceptions. Whether the answer is true or false — sorting that out is your problem."
"I have no reason to cooperate blindly for a single question."
"One question for half a shichen."
"……"
Half a shichen.
In ordinary time, that was an hour. Not a short span by any measure, and she fell silent over it. I pulled my fingers free of her pussy and lined my cock up against it again.
"Refuse if you want."
"…I have conditions."