Chapter 600: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (145)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 600: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (145)
It had already been three hours. Du Seol was now completely consumed by pleasure. No, it had reached the point where it seemed less like I was fucking her and more like she was fucking me.
Mounted on top of me as I lay on the bed, Du Seol wildly rocked her large hips, swallowing my cock. The sight of her smooth back and twitching ass before me was exquisite.
Squelch, squelch, smack!
“Haaah♡ Your cock… it’s stabbing all the way in♡ Heuk… I’m so full… Hnngh♡ It feels so good, so gooood♡”
Seo Ryeo-hwa and Bi-yeon held her by her sides, each gripping a breast and relentlessly sucking on her nipples.
“Slurp, slurp… slurp♡”
“Sluuurp… Chuuup… slurp♡”
As the urge to cum welled up inside me, I changed our position.
I forcefully pushed Du Seol onto her back on the bed, assuming the mating press position, as if pinning her down with my entire body. Her breath came out in ragged gasps under my heavy weight. At the same time, my cock plunged deep inside her, and her vaginal walls spasmed, tightening around me even more fiercely.
“Nnghoook♡ My Lord, it’s so rough…! I love it…♡”
The title ‘My Lord’ had started to slip from her lips.
“Time for the tenth creampie!”
“My seed… Please give me a full load…♡ Fill me up with my lord’s seed…♡”
The moment a scream-like moan erupted from her, I thrust my hips all the way in.
Spurt, spurt, spuuuurt!
“Hyaaaaaaang♡ The seed is coming in♡ It’s coming…! The Lecher’s seed… it’s filling me all the way up♡”
My endlessly overflowing semen filled her womb, her vaginal walls spasming wildly. Du Seol’s face, a mess of tears, saliva, sweat, and vaginal fluid, held no trace of dignity or composure.
“I’m getting pregnant…♡ With my lord’s seed… with the Lecher’s seed… I’m getting preeegnaaant♡”
After emptying every last drop of semen into her womb, I slowly pulled out my cock.
Pooop!
Her vaginal walls had been clinging so tightly that the moment my glans slipped out, it made a sound like a suction cup being pulled off.
“Heehit…♡”
Du Seol, completely drained of energy, collapsed onto the bed with a limp body.
“Alright. Now, for the finishing touch.”
I took out a brush and ink and began to write on Du Seol’s lower abdomen. With every rise and fall of her still-panting stomach, the characters being inscribed on her white skin distorted.
[The Lecher’s Personal Taste Test and Review of the Hwangbo Clan Mistress’s Pussy]
Pussy Tightness: Perhaps because her husband has a small cock, it’s as tight as a virgin’s.
Internal Temperature: Hotter and more pleasant than expected.
Fluid Output: Flood-level, comparable to a small waterfall.
Womb Capacity: Excellent. Prime for pregnancy.
Asshole: Did not have time to taste-test personally, but judging by the pussy’s performance, it is presumed to be excellent.
Overall Score: 7.9 out of 10. As expected of the Hwangbo Clan’s mistress, the quality control is superb.
Putting the brush down, I shoved a plug deep into her pussy hole to keep the remaining semen from leaking out.
Schlick!
“Euhit…♡”
Du Seol, already limp and drained, let out a suppressed moan.
“This should be a good enough finishing touch.”
I attached a ring to each plug, one in her pussy and one in her asshole, then connected the two rings with a single string and hooked it to the doorknob.
“I'll be back tomorrow.”
“That was fun, Seol-ah.”
“We had a great time~”
We slipped out the window and quietly left the Hwangbo estate. The night air was cold, but the moans of the woman left behind in the room still echoed hotly.
Time passed, and the sun rose. Du Seol, who would normally be the first to rise and manage the household, had not come out of her room.
“Mistress? It is time to wake up.”
A maid knocked on the door. But there was no answer from within. The mistress, who was always the first to wake, would never sleep in this late. With a sense of foreboding, the maid hesitated before knocking again with the back of her hand.
“Mistress…? If you do not answer, I will come in.”
The moment the door clicked open.
Poooop!
“Nnghiiiit♡”
A lewd moan echoed through the room. At the same time, the plugs sealing Du Seol’s pussy and asshole were yanked out, and the semen and aphrodisiacs that had pooled inside erupted out.
A sticky fluid splattered across the maid’s face. Horrified by the hot, viscous liquid clinging to her eyes and mouth, she stumbled backward.
“Kyaaaaaaah!!”
The maid’s sharp scream instantly shook the inner quarters. Soon, the warriors of the Hwangbo Clan came running. The heavy sound of footsteps filled the space in front of the door.
“What is it!”
“Is it an enemy attack?!”
But the sight that greeted them was far more devastating than any enemy attack. The moment they saw the mistress’s body, limp on the bed as if she had fainted, the warriors’ faces twisted in shock.
“Th-This is… what in the world…”
The room was filled with the cloying scent of chestnut flowers and the explicit wreckage of Du Seol’s body.
The maid urgently stepped forward.
“What are you all staring at! Avert your eyes, now!”
“Ah…!”
The warriors belatedly turned their heads, but it was too late. The image of Du Seol’s naked body and its humiliating traces was already seared into their minds.
Just as the maid hurriedly rushed to the bed to cover the body.
“What is all this commotion!”
A man easily over two meters tall, with massive shoulders and a grim face. It was the current head of the Hwangbo Clan, Hwangbo Cheon.
“L-Lord, it’s…”
One of the warriors stammered, trying to answer, but he couldn’t bring himself to say the words.
Instantly, Hwangbo Cheon’s face hardened. He had just remembered that these were his wife’s chambers. He roughly shoved aside the warriors blocking his way and stormed into the room.
And then—
“Th-This… what is all this…?!”
Hwangbo Cheon’s heart plummeted at the sight before him.
On the bed, Du Seol lay naked and unconscious. Her hair was a mess, and from the unplugged orifices, aphrodisiacs and semen were still slowly leaking out.
“W-Wife…”
Hwangbo Cheon’s hands and feet began to tremble.
Although he had recently had a huge fight with his wife over their eldest son, they were a couple famous for their good relationship. And now, that same wife had been violated by someone’s hands and left in such a filthy state.
“Which bastard dares!!”
Hwangbo Cheon’s rage thundered. The maid, terrified by his killing intent, collapsed and wet herself.
Hwangbo Cheon’s gaze was fixed on the words inscribed on his wife’s lower abdomen.
[The Lecher’s Personal Taste Test and Review of the Hwangbo Clan Mistress’s Pussy]
Beneath it was a detailed critique.
“……!”
Hwangbo Cheon’s lips quivered. His eyes filled with bloodshot veins, and the suppressed rage that surged up finally forced blood to trickle from between his lips.
“How dare you… How dare you… HOW DARE YOU!!”
The maids and warriors held their breath at the room-shaking shout. At that moment, Du Seol’s body twitched faintly on the bed, and her lips moved.
“Heehit…♡ More…♡ My Lord…♡”
“Seol-ah…!”
His eyes began to gleam with crazed killing intent. The death-rattle-like moan that escaped his wife’s lips was undeniable proof of the Lecher’s mark.
Hwangbo Cheon clenched his fists, unable to contain his explosive indignation. He immediately turned and roared.
“Find him… now! Catch that bastard and drag him before me!”
“Yes, yes!”
The warriors scattered at once to begin the search. The air in Jinan froze with murderous tension.
But Hwangbo Cheon’s fury did not subside in the slightest. His massive frame trembled as he muttered, his face twisted like a demon.
“…I will chew you up alive.”
*
Ten days had already passed since the Hwangbo Clan’s warriors began turning the city upside down. Groups of warriors were scouring every corner of the city, their eyes blazing.
But I, the man they were looking for, was standing nonchalantly at a market stall with two women, picking up a skewer.
“Mm, this is pretty good.”
As I took a bite, Bi-yeon spoke up from my side.
“Can’t you see everyone staring? They’re all looking because you’re so casually eating skewers in this atmosphere.”
Indeed, the people in the market were glancing at us as if they found our calm demeanor strange.
“It seems they don’t know the details of what happened at the Hwangbo estate yet.”
“Seems so.”
From a distance, I could hear the conversation between two stall owners.
“I heard someone snuck into the Hwangbo estate and violated a woman.”
“Don’t tell me, a direct family member…?”
“Shh! Don’t you dare even whisper such things! You’ll get us all killed.”
The whispers weren’t specific, but they were getting closer to the truth.
Just then, a shout erupted from the other end of the alley.
“There he is! A suspicious bastard is running away!”
Dozens of Hwangbo warriors chased someone down the alley. The market instantly descended into chaos as people scattered in all directions. But this sort of thing had happened more than once over the past few days.
Most of the time, it was innocent passersby being wrongfully captured, or spies from the Demonic Faction who had actually come to scout the Hwangbo Clan. Sometimes, criminals with bounties on their heads were dragged away.
Seo Ryeo-hwa nudged me in the side and asked.
“By the way, darling, are you going to visit again today?”
“Of course.”
Hwangbo Cheon had strengthened security, stationing dozens of warriors to guard Du Seol’s chambers. But that posed no problem for me.
‘No matter how tight the security is, how can they stop me when the mistress herself opens the door for me?’
And then, night fell. Concealing our presence, we slipped over the walls of the Hwangbo estate and headed for Du Seol’s chambers. The three-story annex looked as heavily guarded as a fortress from the outside, but funnily enough, there wasn’t a single guard near the room where she was staying. Instead, there was a formation cast on the inside, structured so that one could only enter or exit if someone opened the door from within.
I stood before the door and knocked three times with my fingertips.
A moment later, the door slid open.
“My Lord…♡”
Du Seol appeared, silhouetted against the moonlight, with no trace of her former dignity.
She wore only an outer robe, and between her slender waist and curved hips, the vaginal fluid trickling down her thighs glistened in the light. Her face was flushed red, and her eyes were glazed over.
“Hnngh… You’re late today… I was about to go crazy… waiting for you…♡”
The corners of my mouth lifted into a smirk as I stepped inside.