Chapter 258
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 258
Chapter Title: Hand Over Your Seed (1)
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Sunlight filtered through her closed eyelids, and Yang Ha-jeong opened her eyes.
Even after waking, her body felt far from refreshed, haunted by the dream of the young Holy Flame Princess gazing at her with eyes full of disappointment.
Normally, she would have risen earlier to circulate her qi and gather her energy, but today she had slept in far too late.
Yang Ha-jeong quickly finished preparing herself and hurried toward the Holy Flame Princess's chambers.
"Lady Peng, good morning."
"Yes, good morning, Captain."
But just before reaching the Holy Flame Princess's chambers, a guard captain appeared, forcing Yang Ha-jeong to stop in her tracks.
"Her Highness said she has no need for a physician today. She ordered you to withdraw and rest."
"Pardon?"
Yang Ha-jeong felt a chill of fear. She wondered if the princess had changed her mind overnight and decided to hand Kang Yun over to the authorities immediately.
"Perhaps..."
"It's not because she's sending that man to the authorities. Her Highness said to leave him be for now..."
The captain answered curtly, but Yang Ha-jeong knew he had no obligation to respond at all.
"Thank you, Captain."
"No need for thanks. You're serving Her Highness as well, so I simply shared the information."
Yang Ha-jeong gave a slight bow of gratitude to the captain before returning to her own quarters.
For now, things were fine. The princess's dilemma would likely drag on for a few more days.
During that time... I need to convince Her Highness...
But she had no idea how to persuade her. The image of the Holy Flame Princess's utterly disappointed, hollow expression refused to leave her mind.
Besides, even if she wasn't summoning a physician, sending Yang Ha-jeong away like this meant the princess had no desire for conversation.
If Yang Ha-jeong had known the princess's situation, she might have felt a bit reassured, but unfortunately, she lacked any such clairvoyant talent.
I've lost my mind... completely lost it...!
The Holy Flame Princess huddled on her bed, clutching her head.
As time passed and the alcohol wore off, she was finally able to reflect objectively on her actions from the night before.
She had yanked off the man's pants, pulled out his manhood, tormented it until he ejaculated, and even smeared his semen across her face.
How can I ever criticize my aunt-in-law with any shred of shame after this...!
If that were all, there might have been some room for excuses. But the Holy Flame Princess had a far graver issue.
Even now, with her mind clear, that massive cock kept invading her thoughts at every turn.
It was eerily similar to Yang Ha-jeong's obsession with the man's member, but the princess's case was far more severe.
How... how can it stay so hard right after cumming? And so thick...
Yang Ha-jeong, with only superficial knowledge of sex, didn't fully grasp how extraordinary the man's cock was.
But the experienced Holy Flame Princess knew all too well just how unnatural it was.
The thick, musky shaft and its even muskier, sticky semen had left an imprint on her mind far more intense than she could have imagined.
Could she really face Yang Ha-jeong without a flicker of unease in this state? Pretend nothing had happened and deceive her?
The Holy Flame Princess had no confidence she could.
My internal clock went off.
Unable to see or hear anything, it was hard to gauge exactly how much time had passed, but it felt like quite a while.
Probably at least a full day since I was captured...
Ever since cultivating martial arts, my body's clock had become far more precise, but I couldn't be sure it still worked now that I couldn't freely circulate my internal energy.
No food had been given to me either. If they planned to keep me tied up like this indefinitely, at least I wouldn't have to worry about using the bathroom—small mercies.
For an ordinary person, being bound like this nonstop would be pure agony, but since escape was impossible anyway, I passed the time mentally practicing my techniques.
My imaginary opponents were usually my master, the cult leader, or Peng Yeon-hwa. People I couldn't beat even in my wildest dreams right now, so assigning myself impossible tasks—forcing overly aggressive moves or speeds in my head—proved surprisingly entertaining.
At least if I went all out with my lightness skill, I might manage something... Ah, no, that won't work either.
I always ended up caught and smashed by one of their techniques, but if I ever got free, there were a few moves I wanted to test out.
If I get free, that is.
No one had questioned or beaten me so far, which only made things more baffling.
The only thing I'd suffered was a handjob from some woman whose face I didn't even know.
Every time I thought about it, my mind grew chaotic.
If a whore had grabbed me thinking my dick looked tasty, at least that would make sense.
But that woman's touch had been utterly clumsy from start to finish—nothing like a prostitute's.
And with her breath teasing my cock right up until I came, she might have even gotten a faceful of cum herself.
This isn't the time to dwell on it...
I rarely ever stayed out overnight. With my nights spent pounding pussy, who had time for sleepovers?
If a full day had passed already, everyone must be worried sick, no doubt.
If only I could use my internal energy, I'd escape in a heartbeat—or even just free my hands and feet. But there was no way.
Knowing it was futile, I still strained against my bound wrists behind my back until I felt my waistband loosen, and I let out a muffled scream.
"Mmmph!"
The sensation of hands pulling down my pants was the same soft woman's touch as yesterday.
No alcohol scent this time, but the faint feminine fragrance tickling my nose told me it was definitely that same woman again.
As my pants were forcibly yanked down and my lower body exposed to the air, I wanted to beg anyone—anyone—to tell me when this damn binding would end.
No one will ever know... no one...!
Late at night, the Holy Flame Princess was forcibly pulling down the struggling man's pants.
All day, she had tried desperately to erase the memory of that cock plaguing her mind.
She told herself over and over that a proper lady shouldn't entertain such lewd thoughts, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the single, alluring possibility that image evoked.
<At least from what I can tell, Lady Yang's body has no issues whatsoever.>
<Could it be that the child isn't the vice-marquis's seed...?>
Ju Yak-seon had declared her body perfectly healthy, and Yang Ha-jeong suspected her concubine had cheated and gotten pregnant.
What if it's not that I can't bear children...?
She hadn't ignored the possibility entirely before. She just hadn't pressed the issue, hating the idea of being dismissed as jealous over a child she couldn't have.
But after that thick semen—guaranteed to impregnate if shot into a womb—tore through her thoughts, the Holy Flame Princess arrived at one conclusion.
If that wretched woman truly cheated...
Sitting idly by like a fool would just mean watching her spend the rest of her life with her head held high over her shoulder.
Better then that I...
If a child came from it, she could raise it as her husband's. If not, so be it.
And conveniently, there was a man who couldn't see or hear a thing—perfect for nothing but spilling his seed.
With semen that potent, as long as her body was fine, conception was certain.
But...
This was undeniable adultery. Betraying her husband, no less.
After agonizing all day and finally rationalizing that he'd be thrilled if a legitimate heir was born, the Holy Flame Princess was now pulling down the man's pants.
Gulp.
"E-even seeing it again... it doesn't look human..."
Unlike yesterday, the man's cock was already fully erect early on, still boasting its monstrous size.
She doubted any woman could take the whole thing, but she didn't need to—just enough to receive his semen.
As she stroked the shaft upward with her hand, she felt it twitch violently.
"Haa... haa..."
The Holy Flame Princess felt her breath growing ragged again. The manhood of a wicked lust demon who prowled the jianghu in secret was now in her grasp.
For a woman of her exalted nobility—one of Daemyeong's finest—to accept seed from such a man and bear his child... her heart raced uncontrollably.
"C-consider it an honor...!"
Of course, the man couldn't hear or see a thing, so he couldn't blab about it anywhere.
With trembling hands, the Holy Flame Princess hiked up her skirt and pulled down her undergarments. As her fingers brushed her faintly heated privates, a shiver ran up her spine.
She wanted to stop right then—surely this was madness—but like a woman possessed, her hands wouldn't obey.
After fully removing her undergarments and tucking them into her bosom, she exposed her smooth, curvaceous hips completely.
"Hoo..."
After steadying her breath, the Holy Flame Princess stared piercingly at the throbbing cock.
It wouldn't be difficult. Just guide it to her entrance, move her hips a little, and he'd cum on his own.
Reminding herself the basics were the same despite its girth—thicker than anything she'd experienced—she lightly gripped the shaft and pulled it toward her.
The man began struggling violently, just like yesterday, but it was meaningless.
"Stay still..."
Turning her body and presenting her hips, she felt the glans press against her folds, then took a deep breath.
If she lowered her hips now, she'd cross the line. Teetering on the edge of a boundary she'd barely avoided until now, the Holy Flame Princess hesitated over whether to turn back.
"Mmmph!"
But hearing the man's muffled groan sparked a sadistic thrill in her.
That's right. This wasn't adultery with him. She was simply taking his seed by force.
Her mind lighter, the Holy Flame Princess gritted her teeth and slowly began lowering her hips.
"Mmmphhh!"
It hurts...!
Even women accustomed to sex wouldn't dare shove an insufficiently aroused cock into themselves as crudely as this.
For her, experiencing the man's member for the first time, the pain was inevitable.
"Mmmph!"
"You bastard...! Obediently, ngh! Give it to me... your seed...!"
Yet thinking of how fiercely he resisted made even that pain feel far more bearable.
Bit by bit, inch by inch, as she lowered her hips and took in the man's cock, the Holy Flame Princess's lips curled upward behind her clenched teeth.