Chapter 599: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (144)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 599: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (144)
Seo Ryeo-hwa knelt and bowed her head. Gripping my cock with her fingertips, she slowly extended the tip of her tongue.
“Hlick… slurp… haah♡”
Her lewd tongue-work made it hard to believe she was the same woman who had been showing guilt and anxiety just moments before. As she licked the head of my cock in a circle, a glistening thread of saliva dripped down.
“Hah, just as my bitch should be. You’re less like the Sword Empress and more like a whore born to suck cock.”
“Schlurp, slurp… sluuuurp…♡”
Once I was hard enough, I pulled my cock out and pushed Seo Ryeo-hwa’s head away. Then, I slowly approached the bed and looked down at Du Seol’s peacefully sleeping face.
“A kiss is the classic way to wake a sleeping beauty, after all.”
I rubbed the head of my cock against her soft lips.
“Uhm?!”
Her eyebrows twitched and trembled. As if sensing an unfamiliar texture in her sleep, her lips instinctively tried to close, but it was too late.
Forcing Du Seol’s lips apart, the head of my cock pushed its way in, and her eyes shot wide open. Her face, not yet fully awake, was a mask of terror and confusion as her body began to tremble.
“Uuuhmp—!! Hhhmp!!”
Her trembling hands instinctively tried to push me away, but it was a resistance no different from clawing at the air.
“A pleasure to meet you. And… first, I’m going to cum.”
“Uuuuhmp?! Uhhhmp!!”
“Both of you, hold her down.”
At my command, Seo Ryeo-hwa moved immediately. She climbed onto the bed with a blank expression and firmly pinned Du Seol’s wrists. Then, Bi-yeon grabbed her legs.
“It’s pointless to struggle. It’ll be faster if you just accept it.”
“Hhhmmmmp!! Uuuuhmp!!”
I thrust my hips deep in a single motion.
-Spluuuurrrrt!!
“Uuuuhmp—!!”
Hot semen exploded down her throat. The sound of her Adam's apple bobbing as she was forced to swallow echoed in the room. Du Seol struggled violently, as if trying to clear her blocked airway, but the white fluid that overflowed from her mouth and nostrils only streamed back to soil her face.
I slowly pulled out, using the overflowing semen to wipe her lips.
“Hahk… hahk… hahk…!”
Finally able to catch her breath, Du Seol’s entire body shivered. Her sweat-soaked hair clung to her face.
“Wh-who… are you…?”
I grabbed her chin in a crushing grip and rubbed her still-wet lips with my thumb.
“Who am I?”
The smile that spread across my lips was chilling.
“A lust demon.”
“A lust demon…!”
At that one phrase, the light in Du Seol’s eyes froze. As if she finally realized into whose clutches she had fallen, her face twisted in despair.
Her gaze quickly darted to Seo Ryeo-hwa and Bi-yeon. She looked back and forth between the two women holding her arms and legs, and then her eyes widened.
“Ryeo… Ryeo-hwa…? It’s you, isn’t it? Your hair color is different, and your clothes are… vulgar… but it’s you, right…?”
At that moment, Seo Ryeo-hwa’s fingers trembled slightly.
“……”
Instead of answering, she turned her head to the side, remaining silent.
I chuckled, amused.
“Oho, you said you were friends, and you recognized her at once even in disguise? You two must be quite close.”
“What… what have you done to Ryeo-hwa…?”
At Du Seol’s trembling voice, a fun idea suddenly popped into my head.
“What did I do to the Sword Empress? Simple. I’m controlling her mind with a secret art called the Lust Soul Art.”
“That’s impossible… Ryeo-hwa… to a mere lust demon…”
She seemed to find it hard to believe that her friend had fallen to a lust demon.
“You find it hard to believe? Then, I’ll show you proof.”
I tilted my head and smiled slyly.
“Hey, Sword Empress. Suck your own nipple.”
Seo Ryeo-hwa’s eyes widened for a moment. She looked at me with a bewildered expression, which soon turned into one of disbelief.
[So suddenly?]
[You didn’t want to talk to her anyway. Just pretend you’re being controlled by me.]
[Mm, I understand.]
After the brief telepathic exchange, Seo Ryeo-hwa, seemingly more comfortable with pretending to be under the spell of the Lust Soul Art, pulled down her bikini. Her full breasts spilled out, and she slowly cupped one with her hand.
“Suck… sluuuurp… schlick…”
It was a disgraceful sight, her sucking on her own nipple. Du Seol was horrified by this version of Seo Ryeo-hwa, something she could never have imagined.
“See that? That’s the Sword Empress you knew. She’s under the Lust Soul Art, nothing more than my sex slave.”
“Lies… Ryeo-hwa! Get a grip!!”
“Haah… slurp… schlick… sluuuurp…”
Seo Ryeo-hwa ignored Du Seol’s cry, instead grabbing her full breast more aggressively and stuffing it into her mouth. After sucking deeply on one side, she forced both nipples into her mouth at once and began to suck on them obscenely.
Du Seol’s eyes widened in disbelief. Seo Ryeo-hwa, once called the symbol of the Orthodox Faction, was now sucking her own breast like a slave under a spell. It was the most powerful psychological blow Du Seol could receive.
Enjoying Du Seol’s dazed expression, I forced myself on top of her rigid body and roughly tore down the clothes still hiding her breasts. The moment the white, soft flesh was in my grasp, I began to grope her wildly.
“Ugh…! You…! Do you think you can touch a woman of the Hwangbo Clan and get away with it?”
I smirked and twisted her nipple with my fingers.
-Squeeze!
“Oohk—♡”
“I don’t give a damn about that.”
I brought my lips close to her ear and whispered slyly.
“I’m just tasting a delicious bitch. And just now, you let out a very whore-like moan. Just how lewd are you?”
“Th-that was… because you used some kind of dark art on me!”
I snorted and whispered back.
“What are you talking about? What kind of dark art makes you feel good from having your nipple twisted? Your body is just naturally obscene.”
As I said that, I roughly pulled both her nipples left and right at the same time.
“Nnghiit…♡ St-stop… what is this… it’s strange…! My nipples hurt… but why does it feel so good…♡”
As she said, I had used my sexual arts to make her body more sensitive, but it was also true that this woman’s body was sensitive to begin with.
“What a funny bitch. You pretend you don’t, but you’re getting off on it, aren’t you?”
“N-no… I’m not…!”
“If you keep denying it, you’ll have to be punished. Hey, Sword Empress. Bring me your breasts.”
“Yes, Master.”
Seo Ryeo-hwa played along, presenting her full breasts to me. As if I’d been waiting, I swung my palm with all my might.
-Smack!
“Aang♡”
“Eek… You can’t stop him! Ryeo-hwa is not a woman to be treated like that!”
“What are you on about? I’ll do whatever I want with my slave. What’s it to you?”
I smirked slyly and groped Seo Ryeo-hwa’s breasts wildly. The soft, swaying flesh changed shape freely in my hands.
“Hhhk…♡ Haaang…!”
At that moment, Du Seol bit her lip and cried out.
“Lust Demon… please stop! I-I’ll do it instead! I’ll do anything you ask!”
“Oh? Anything?”
“Yes… So please, stop humiliating Ryeo-hwa.”
Her voice was desperate, her pride swallowed. I slowly smiled and nodded.
“Hmm, very well. Sword Empress, step aside.”
“Yes, Master.”
I shoved my ass in front of Du Seol’s face.
“Kiss my asshole.”
“What…?”
Du Seol’s eyes trembled in shock.
“Don’t make me say it twice. Unless you want me to start tormenting the Sword Empress again?”
“W-wait…! That place… it’s dirty… how could you…”
When I deliberately glanced at Seo Ryeo-hwa, Du Seol’s lips quivered as she barely managed to squeeze out her voice.
“I understand… I’ll do it.”
“Oh, you’re actually doing it? Don’t tell me you’re in love with the Sword Empress?”
“It’s not like that… I just owe her a debt I must repay…”
“Well, I don’t care about your circumstances. Hurry up and start licking.”
Feeling as if she were on the edge of a cliff, she slowly lowered her head.
“Peck…”
A light laugh escaped my lips at the soft touch of hers.
“Do it properly. Or should I ravish the Sword Empress right in front of you?”
“I-I’ll do it properly…”
Du Seol gripped my thighs with her fingertips. She pressed her face into my ass and finally stuck out her tongue.
“Hlick… hlick… schluurp…”
“That’s a little better.”
Just then, Bi-yeon came over, sat down beside her with her chin in her hand, tilted her head, and sneered.
“Wow, to think the mistress of a prestigious clan would be licking a lust demon’s ass like this.”
Du Seol flinched, stopped licking my anus, and glared at Bi-yeon. Bi-yeon then pressed down hard on her head with her palm and said.
“Who said you could stop?”
“Kuh, schlurp… sluuuurp… haah… sluuuurp…”
After forcing her to rim me for ten minutes, I spoke.
“That’s enough.”
Du Seol pulled her mouth away and gasped for breath. The shock of the first humiliating act she’d ever been forced to perform seemed to be immense. But that was no reason for me to go easy on her.
“Bi-yeon, you can loosen up this woman’s back hole.”
“Yes~ darling.”
Bi-yeon replied in a deliberately exaggerated voice and took out the enema kit she had prepared from her bag. Du Seol’s eyes watched as a large syringe was filled with a viscous liquid.
“Wh-what are those…?”
At her trembling, fearful voice, I gave a sly smile.
“Nothing much, just some medicine to clean out your back hole.”
In truth, I had already used Clean, so there was no need for an enema, but the feeling and humiliation that came with such a procedure was a flavor I couldn’t pass up. Besides, this was no ordinary enema fluid. It was mixed with a potent aphrodisiac that, once absorbed through the intestines, would turn even the most virtuous woman into a lewd whore.
“Now, present your ass this way.”
At Bi-yeon’s urging, Du Seol trembled with rage but ultimately couldn’t resist and slowly turned her hips.
And finally, the tip of the syringe pushed into her asshole.
“Hhng…!”
A moan escaped her slightly parted lips. But as the cold liquid gushed in all at once, she could no longer even her breathing.
-Squirrrrtle…
“Aah… no…! My stomach… it feels like it’s on fire…!”
Bi-yeon pressed down firmly on her waist, forcing her ass higher into the air.
“Darling~ I think she’s already starting to react.”
Indeed, her vaginal fluid was already trickling down her thighs. Noticing this, Du Seol shook her head violently.
“No… this is… because of the drug… I’m… I’m not that kind of woman…!”
“It’s useless to deny it~”
With those words, the syringe’s piston was pushed all the way down again. As the remaining liquid poured in, Du Seol’s lower abdomen swelled subtly. She writhed her body and let out a scream.
“Hngiiiik! Stooop! My stomach… it feels like it’s going to buuurst♡”
The sight of her shaking her head, her face a mess of tears, only made her look more obscene. I removed the syringe from her asshole, inserted a metal plug, and pulled her waist firmly toward me with a sneer.
“Well then, shall we use your pussy now?”
Her ass twitched and trembled as if in resistance, but when I spread her labia with my fingers, the pink flesh revealed was already wet.
“A perfect child-bearing ass, as expected. Those wide hips are utterly lewd.”
“Ooohk…! Ohoooook♡”
As the head of my cock touched her wet pussy, her body swayed.
“The grand opening of the Hwangbo Clan mistress’s pussy!”
-Squelch!
“I-it’s coming in…♡ No way…♡ It’s too big… ooooohk♡ But… it feels good…♡”
“You’re coming just from the tip going in?”
Du Seol’s eyes rolled back as she flailed her hands in the air.
“Heeek… I don’t knooow…♡”
“Ryeo-hwa, you kiss Du Seol.”
At the sound of her name, Seo Ryeo-hwa’s eyes wavered for a moment, but as if realizing she no longer needed to act, she replied.
“Yes, darling.”
Hearing that answer, Du Seol’s expression contorted. What little reason she had left seemed to make a final struggle as her lips trembled.
“Eh…? Ryeo-hwa…? What did you just say…?”
Seo Ryeo-hwa climbed onto the bed and cupped Du Seol’s cheeks with both hands. In her trembling eyes, apology and desire were tangled together.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t disobey when darling gives an order. And…”
Seo Ryeo-hwa’s cheeks flushed.
“…I think I’ve already become too corrupted. My mind is screaming that this is wrong… but my body can’t stop getting excited♡”
“Ah… no way… then you deceived me…?”
Du Seol’s voice was cracked with despair, but she wasn’t even given a moment to respond. Seo Ryeo-hwa crashed her lips onto hers.
“Mmph…?! Mmmmmmph—!”
Du Seol, who had struggled at first, was soon pinned down, swept away by Seo Ryeo-hwa’s hot breath as her tongue pushed its way in.
“Schlurp… smooch… haah… slurp…”
In time with my thrusts, Du Seol’s pussy stretched wider and wider. Though her vaginal walls were being forced apart, they were soaked with sticky fluid, and her lips, sealed by the forced kiss with her friend, couldn’t even let out a proper moan. Overwhelmed by complete humiliation, pleasure, and the shock of betrayal, tears streamed down Du Seol’s cheeks.
I gripped her waist tightly, pulled my hips far back, and then thrust deep in a single motion.
-SQUELCH!
The intense impact forced the two women’s lips apart. Du Seol gasped for breath, then could no longer hold back her screams of pleasure.
“Agaaang…♡ My baby roooom…♡ Y-you inhuman things…! You’re not even human-nyaaaang♡”
“Mm, Seol-ah… sorry?”
Seo Ryeo-hwa whispered, pouting her lips. But her eyes held no apology at all. She only gazed at her with a deep blush and alluringly curved eyes.