Chapter 775
Chapter 775
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 775
Chapter Title: Radiant Ascension Path
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Namgung Rin was dragged by the wrist by Sung Yu-jin to Namgung Seol's annex. She followed behind him in a fluster. At some point, she had become unable to refuse Sung Yu-jin's words. And when he had grabbed her wrist just moments ago, her heart had pounded fiercely.
"A-Are you here to see Seol?"
A polite form of speech slipped naturally from Namgung Rin's lips. It was the result of Sung Yu-jin's training.
Namgung Seol's annex was empty.
Though her body was frail, Namgung Seol wasn't confined to staying indoors. Because of her weakness, she took regular walks accompanied by her constant bodyguard, Namgung Guha.
He entered one of the rooms in the annex. It was a space now used only as storage, once occupied by one of Namgung Seol's maids. Yet the room was spotless, without a speck of dust. It was hard to believe it had been left unattended. The reason lay with Sung Yu-jin and Namgung Guha. They occasionally snuck in here to fuck when Namgung Seol wasn't around.
Sung Yu-jin laid Namgung Seol on the bed and stripped off her clothes.
"W-Wait, please. This is too rushed. And this is Seol's annex. Seol might come... Hnng...!"
Sung Yu-jin sealed her mouth with his. Namgung Rin felt the strength draining from her arms bit by bit.
'No. This guy's different from usual somehow... I have to stop. I have to stop, but...'
Her thoughts slowed. Her conditioned body rejected any resistance.
"Smack. Slurp."
Sung Yu-jin's tongue slipped into her mouth. Namgung Rin focused on sucking it, mumbling around her lips. His saliva tasted incredibly good.
Sung Yu-jin pulled his head back. A silvery thread stretched long before snapping.
"Rin."
"Yes, Master."
Namgung Rin was startled by her own words. He hadn't even asked, yet she'd unconsciously called him "Master." Sung Yu-jin smirked, looking pleased, and her face flushed red.
"Strip."
"Yes."
As Sung Yu-jin moved off her, Namgung Rin slid down to the floor and slowly began undressing. The familiar spot felt awkward and unfamiliar now. But she couldn't refuse his command.
Once fully naked, even her underwear gone, she stood straight before him. His gaze raked her from head to toe. Her large nipples stiffened erect.
"Undress me."
"...Yes."
Namgung Rin approached. She slowly and gently peeled off his clothes one by one. His scent filled her nostrils deeply. She pulled down his panties last, then knelt on the floor, leveling her eyes with his cock. Next came kissing it and giving him a blowjob.
"Stand up. Lie on the bed."
"Huh? W-What about the blowjob?"
"I told you. I can't hold back anymore."
"N-No!"
Namgung Rin cried out reflexively. His blazing eyes and the atmosphere told her everything. He was going to fuck her right here.
'Not that... Anything but that...!'
Part of her didn't want to lose the purity she'd guarded so far, but above all, he was her little sister's fiancé. This would be an unforgivable affair.
"We agreed... to keep at least that line intact."
"What does that matter now? Besides... you're not running away—you're soaking your pussy. You were looking forward to it, weren't you?"
Namgung Rin belatedly noticed her pussy dripping, juices trailing down her thighs.
"N-No, that's not it."
"That's an order. Lie down."
"Eek...!"
Namgung Rin lay on the bed. Her heart thundered. Sung Yu-jin kneaded her breast with one hand beside her. Her breast changed shape under his fingers. He rolled her pink nipple between them before issuing another command.
"Grab your thighs and spread your legs."
Namgung Rin bit her lip. She had to refuse. She had to, but... Her hands obeyed faithfully, gripping her thighs and spreading them wide. Sung Yu-jin positioned himself between, staring intently at her pussy.
"Every time I see it, I notice you have more hair than Namgung Guha."
"Eek."
Sung Yu-jin stroked her pubic hair and peeled back the hood to expose her clit. It stood rigid, roaring toward the sky.
"But the color and shape—your pussy's way prettier."
"E-Even if you say that, we can't have sex... No sex."
Namgung Rin felt her body heating up under his gaze on her privates. Her pussy twitched obscenely, leaking juices that trickled past her asshole to the bed below.
Sung Yu-jin gripped his cock and rubbed the glans against her slit. Wet squelching sounds echoed loudly. Her labia flapped against the tip, her erect clit bumping his urethra.
Namgung Rin jolted each time his cock touched her entrance.
"No. Don't put it in. Please...!"
"You know how good it'll feel once it's inside. Namgung Guha goes crazy the moment I thrust in."
She recalled Namgung Guha and Sung Yu-jin fucking. After that day, he'd hidden her and deliberately shown her their sex. What she'd thought was rape—Namgung Guha was actually enjoying it.
"I'm not Namgung Guha."
"It'll feel incomparable to fingers."
"I'll do anything else. Just not sex...!"
"......"
Sung Yu-jin fell silent. He knew if he barked an order now, she'd reluctantly comply—he'd conditioned her that way. But instead, he kept rubbing his cock against her pussy.
Squelch, squish, squelch.
"Haa, haaah, eek...!"
Namgung Rin's arms trembled as she pulled her thighs. Her breaths came ragged. Her body burned unbearably hot.
Slide.
His cock shifted, brushing her labia and shafting along her clit. She was going mad. She kept thinking—just shove it in already.
"I-I'm sorry... Stop, please stop... Stop...!"
Namgung Rin babbled incoherently. Her eyes glazed, drool spilling from her open mouth down her chin.
"That's not what you should be saying."
"......"
"Rin. That's an order. Tell me your true feelings."
His command dropped.
"I-I...!"
She couldn't say it. She knew it. Speaking would end everything. But the order left no choice.
"I w-want you to thrust it in! Break my hymen with your cock, Master! Haa! I-I said it... Eeeek!"
Namgung Rin's body convulsed. Liberation from surrender, fulfillment of his order, and pussy pleasure peaked her instantly.
"Aahk, ah, aaaang!"
Juices squirted out, soaking the bed and staining Sung Yu-jin's torso. But he wasn't upset. He leaned down, gripping her waist.
"Master's fine now. Call me honey from now on."
"Hngut... Yes, honey."
"I'm about to take your virginity now. That's okay, right?"
"Yesss. It's for you, honey. Take it!"
Squish.
The glans tip entered her entrance. Namgung Rin swallowed hard, tensing. Sung Yu-jin reached out, cupping her cheek and meeting her eyes. Tension melted; calm washed over her.
"Haaaaang!"
Pain ripped as her hymen tore, a thick, hard, hot mass filling her completely. Pleasure overwhelmed the pain, fading it away. Sung Yu-jin pressed deeper with his weight. She clenched her thighs hard.
"It's all the way in. I can feel your cervix... How's it for you?"
"Ah, aaa...!"
Her mouth gaped wide. The fullness made speaking—breathing—difficult. As she barely calmed, his hips moved. His cock withdrew, then plunged back in.
"Hnguuut!"
Sung Yu-jin fondled her breasts while steadily pistoning. Her soaked, wrinkled walls clung deliciously to his shaft.
"Haaang, ang! Aaang!"
Sung Yu-jin grabbed her lower back, pulling her upright. She was a martial artist, not some civilian. Even panting in ecstasy, she steadied her posture and rose. Sung Yu-jin leaned back, hands behind his head, reclining comfortably on the bed.
"Rin."
"Y-Yes, honey...!"
Namgung Rin lifted her head to respond. Her pussy clenched busily around his cock.
"Your form's a mess. Sit-to-stand position. Don't know it?"
"Huuung... S-Sorry. Fixing it now... Ahng."
Namgung Rin steadied her wavering gaze and corrected her posture. It was a move she'd done thousands of times daily. Even dazed, her body remembered. Knees spread wide, hands behind her head. Her massive tits jiggled idiotically.
"Good memory. Move."
"Yesss."
She began sit-to-stands. Splish, splish. Her awkward hip work smoothed quickly. His cock never slipped out—its size made that weirder.
"Haaang, ang!"
Sung Yu-jin leisurely enjoyed her service.
"How many's that?"
"30... Hngut, 31st. Ang! 32nd!"
Spurt. Fluid gushed from her pussy. Urine-like force, but not urine.
Namgung Rin felt she'd lose her mind to the crashing pleasure. Her body didn't feel like hers. She had to stop. But she couldn't defy the given order.
"Honey! Sung honey...! Order me, give me an order...! Anything! Please...!"
"Your udders are flopping too much. Might fall off—bite them."
"Yesss, honey."
As her breasts bounced up, Namgung Rin opened wide and caught a nipple in her mouth. Her athletic reflexes shone.
"Hmuuub! Hmngng!"
She gnawed her own nipple with her teeth. Unconscious action. The pain snapped her mind briefly clear.
"What're you doing? Faster."
Smack.
Sung Yu-jin spanked her ass.
"Hnguuung, haaaaaang!"
Namgung Rin pounded down fiercely, body rigid.
'It's coming...! Honey's cum...! Filling me...!'
Hot seed flooded her insides. Something of hers melted slickly away.
"Ah, aaaah, aa...!"
Shoooaaah.
Urine jetted from her pussy, splattering Sung Yu-jin.
"S-Sorry, so sorry, honey... Forgive me... Hic... I have to stop...!"
Namgung Rin staggered. Balance failed her. Sung Yu-jin sat up, steadying her.
"I'll forgive you today."
Sung Yu-jin kissed her, hugging her lower back tight.
"Haup... Honey...!"
Namgung Rin reached out, embracing him back. Sung Yu-jin whispered softly in her ear.
"I love you, Rin."
"Ah, aaa...!"
Namgung Rin trembled. Taboo guilt and sexual ecstasy blended into rapture, dominating her body.
"Me too. I love you, honey... Mwah."
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I rose from the bed past midnight. Beside me, naked Namgung Rin lay sprawled, snoring softly. I covered her with the blanket, changed clothes, and slipped out invisibly using Illusion.
My destination was one of the annexes housing guests. I quietly sliced the window with my Fire Lotus Sword and entered.
"You look pretty practiced at sneaking around. Were you a professional assassin or something?"
"Oh. You're awake?"
Dun Mok-jeong stood in the room's center, hands behind his back. His eyes brimmed with composure.
"I have sharp ears—can't sleep if there's a rat scurrying about."
"Sensitive, huh. Too bad. Guess you'll never get a good night's sleep in your life."
"I sleep fine normally, so no need for your pity. Noisy rats? Just kill 'em—simple."
Dun Mok-jeong dropped his hands. A sharp dagger gleamed coldly in his right.
"Elder. I'm not here to fight."
"Words from a guy sneaking in with a blade at this hour? Yeah, I'll buy that."
"For self-defense. You might attack me."
"Spare me the bullshit. You're the intruder."
"How could I not be cautious heading to meet the Shadowless Divine Thrower?"
Dun Mok-jeong's eyebrow twitched.
"...Hoh. You've figured out who I am. Knew you weren't ordinary, but you're sharper than I thought. Did Jong-woo tell you?"
"What do you think?"