Chapter 147
Chapter 147
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 147
Chapter Title: Become My Toy (2)
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In the heart of the Demonic Cult headquarters, I was about to blackmail the Demonic Cult madam—whom I'd met for the first time today—into having sex with me.
Getting caught would spell total disaster, so I'd prepared mediums to set up soundproofing formations in every corner of the room.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
Chae Su-ran seemed even more anxious seeing me ignore her and move about the room.
"Oh, it's nothing. Don't worry about it."
"...!"
Of course, mere words wouldn't reassure her.
After finishing the groundwork and channeling internal energy to activate the formations, I turned back to find her hiding her face behind the bundle of bribes she'd brought me.
"What are you doing?"
"Y-you're right. This is wrong... I can't do this...!"
Her trembling hands showed just how terrified she was.
"R-right! The condition is to spend the night, isn't it? I'll come back tonight, so please..."
"Sure, if you can enter the Cult Leader's quarters at night."
Chae Su-ran's face drained of color, turning ashen. To sneak in without being detected by the master of this place, she'd need to be at least his equal in strength—and that master was the Cult Leader himself.
In truth, if Young Ho-kyeong hadn't said he wouldn't visit me for a while due to the envoy from the Martial Alliance, I wouldn't have even considered something like this.
I'd asked for ten times, but excluding this one opportunity—which might not even be usable again—the rest were uncertain at best.
"Have a seat for now. I'm not telling you to strip right away."
I sat on the bed and patted the spot beside me. Chae Su-ran rose hesitantly but hesitated to sit next to me.
"We're just going to talk. No need to be scared."
"B-but in the end, you'll...!"
"Who knows? We'll see. If the conversation goes well, maybe we can skip it altogether."
Sorry, but there was no such possibility—especially now that we'd reached this point. With the stage all set, sex was inevitable!
“Was Warrior Gyeong badly injured?”
I hid my intentions and started with a safe topic.
“…His internal injuries are a bit severe, but if he keeps circulating his energy, he’ll recover soon.”
“Then since he can’t move well, you came in his place?”
“…Yes.”
"A lie."
No matter how poor his condition, if he could perform qi circulation therapy, he was conscious and capable of conversation.
Yet Chae Su-ran hadn't once mentioned that her husband had asked her to come.
"Wh-what do you mean?"
“He doesn’t even know you came here, does he? I haven’t known him long, but he doesn’t seem like someone who would beg for forgiveness to save his life."
"Th-that's a misunderstanding... Eek!"
Chae Su-ran let out a sharp scream as I pierced her defenses, flailing to make excuses. I'd only grabbed her hand, but her reaction was like she'd seen a snake—it stung a little.
"L-let go right now. You promised we'd talk first..."
"True enough. But... if the person himself won't apologize, why should I accept it?"
"B-but..."
"Madam, the choice is yours. Unless he comes to apologize himself, all that’s left is whether you accept my offer or not."
Her tightly shut eyelids fluttered as my hand crept up her arm.
"Now decide. Will you sacrifice for your husband, or walk out that door?"
My other hand moved to hike up her skirt, while the first slid across her back, past her armpit, toward her breasts.
Tears finally welled in Chae Su-ran's eyes, but I steeled myself and waited for her decision.
"...You'll really spare my husband...?"
"Of course. As long as you keep your promise."
Choking back tears, Chae Su-ran parted her ruby lips at my words, then bowed her head.
"I'll do it... Just spare my husband..."
The moment she answered, I began stripping her clothes off.
Come to think of it, I really am a bastard.
'Mother, is this right...?'
Chae Su-ran kept her eyes closed, yielding her body to the man's hands undressing her.
Her mother had taught her to revere her husband like the heavens, and for years, she'd served him and her in-laws devotedly.
She'd often resented her husband for having eyes only for the Young Cult Leader, but she'd believed that if she served him wholeheartedly, he'd eventually turn to her.
But was this the end—losing her chastity?
"Haa..."
The man's rough breath tickled the nape of her neck as she kept her eyes shut.
His hands deftly hiked up her skirt, stripped her undergarments, unlaced her top, and even removed her breast bindings.
'He really was lecherous after all...!'
His handsome face and clear eyes belied a history of toying with countless women.
But would he lust even after her body—swarthy and utterly unlovely compared to Central Plains women?
Praying his expression would sour with disappointment, Chae Su-ran cautiously opened her eyes.
"Eek...!"
It was the opposite. Discovering the sticky flames of desire blazing in the man's eyes, she covered her fully exposed breasts and recoiled.
As she ended up on the bed, the man—now half-naked after shedding his upper garments—followed.
"Why run...?"
She couldn't say why. Perhaps because she'd never seen a man look at her with such predatory hunger in her life?
The only man she'd ever known was her husband.
Their bedroom encounters had always been perfunctory.
In stark contrast to the man before her, whose pants bulged obscenely with his eagerness to ravish her.
"A promise is a promise. Come here."
Unable to resist before the man invoking their deal, Chae Su-ran averted her gaze and waited submissively for his touch.
She wanted to scream at the sight of him stripping her completely naked—but she held it in.
"All done..."
She was utterly bare now, and the man had shed his pants, revealing his hideous manhood.
She wished it was all a dream, but the hot grip on her shoulder anchored her to reality.
Chae Su-ran resolved to endure somehow.
No one else would know, as per the terms. If she kept her wits, it would pass without incident.
Whether her body could withstand it was another question—one she hadn't considered yet.
Chae Su-ran's figure was a well-toned, slender beauty.
Not as voluptuous as Tang Hye-won, but more like her mother—lithe and graceful.
Her bronzed skin gleamed smoothly, lending an exotic allure.
"Ugh...!"
I kneaded the soft mound filling my palm, stroking the dark nipple that took after her skin tone.
The breast's plush feel was the stuff of dreams, pure bliss.
"Your skin's unique. Why's that?"
The Demonic Cultists I'd seen had skin tones close to Central Plains folk.
Living here might darken it somewhat, but none stood out like Chae Su-ran's.
"Hngh...! Let go, we can talk later...!"
"Too hard to answer? Then I'll just..."
I gently thumbed the nipple before suddenly latching onto one with my mouth.
"Eut...! Stop...!"
Rolling it with my tongue, it stiffened and swelled. I grazed it lightly with my teeth, flicking relentlessly.
"M-my grandmother... was from a nomadic tribe. She came here from the borderlands near the steppes..."
The Demonic Cult's stronghold in Shin-gang bordered northern steppes. She'd inherited that trait from her grandmother.
"Unique—and beautiful. If you take after her, she must've been a knockout in her youth."
"Hngh, that doesn't make me happy... Stop..."
As I teased the erect nipple, she bit her lip to stifle her moans.
Partly fearing they'd be heard outside, partly not wanting to please me.
The soundproofing made the first worry pointless, though.
"Now, lie back."
I grabbed her under the arms, pressed her shoulders, and laid her down, then spread her legs.
With time, I'd fondle her everywhere to heighten her arousal, but reality meant even one out of ten chances might fail.
Her sex matched her dark skin—a deep crimson hue welcoming me.
'A little wet already.'
Her body was sensitive; her glistening slit shone faintly.
"D-don't be too rough."
Rough? Unclear. I extended index and middle fingers, stroking beside her folds gently.
Even watching closely for pain, she showed none.
No issue there. I eased my index finger into the slick warmth.
Velvety walls clenched around the intruder.
"Ugh..."
"Does it hurt?"
"N-no..."
Unsure what "rough" meant, I parted her with my finger, stimulating here and there.
"Eut...! Haa...!"
Just a normally sensitive pussy. Pressing firmly toward her navel made her grit her teeth in restraint.
Folds clung stickily, love juices slowly seeping out.
Her thighs quivered—she seemed ready for my cock.
'Good enough without more foreplay?'
Uncertain future ahead, with today as my sure shot, my dick throbbed impatiently.
Yeah, let's do it.
I gripped my shaft and aimed at Chae Su-ran's entrance.