Chapter 82
Chapter 82
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: Dual Cultivation Partners (4)
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I will bring down Han Jong-hoe.
And rot them from within the Peach Blossom Truth Church.
The entire series of plans I had devised ultimately hinged on Han Ye-eun.
The brainwashing imposed on our dear Ye-eun.
The content of that third layer of brainwashing was her true awakening ability.
In other words, Han Ye-eun's awakening ability wasn't mere hypnosis.
The hypnosis app she used as a sort of artifact was, strictly speaking, just a fragment of her true power.
Even the hypnosis app itself was incredibly potent, but that was merely the tip of the iceberg—a mere conduit that partially manifested her innate strength.
Her true awakening ability was 'Mental Domination.'
A perfect superior version, far surpassing the brainwashing ability possessed by Han Jong-hoe.
Having recognized this early on, Han Jong-hoe had locked away Han Ye-eun's ability with shackles.
To ensure she could never dominate him.
He had brainwashed her, raised her strictly from childhood, molding her into a daughter who could never defy his word.
To undo that brainwashing on Han Ye-eun.
To claim both her true awakening ability and her very self for my own.
Whoosh.
I swung the hand bound by the mana suppression bracelet.
"Wh-what?!"
I had heightened Han Ye-eun's sensitivity.
Even without climaxing, I made her body as exquisitely responsive as if she had orgasmed multiple times.
Pinch—.
The effect was self-evident.
"Hiiik?!"
As I gently grasped and twisted Han Ye-eun's nipple, her body jerked violently.
Her eyes wide open, she quickly covered her mouth, staring at me in utter disbelief.
It was a stark contrast to the disgust she had shown until now.
The brainwashing wasn't fully broken yet.
Her body had simply reacted to a pleasure stronger than the suggestions etched into her mind.
But that glimpse alone was proof enough.
That pleasure could override the suggestions.
That her brainwashing could be shattered.
I continued tormenting Han Ye-eun's nipples while my other hand slowly caressed her pussy.
"N-no! Stop! I hate it!"
The remnants of brainwashing in her mind peeked out through her lips, but I didn't stop.
Squelch.
Instead, I plunged my finger into her pussy.
"Ahhuk! D-don't do thaaat!"
As usual, I hooked my middle and index fingers to stir inside her pussy while stimulating her clit.
Squelch! Squish!
The lewd sounds of her flesh and juices rubbing against my hand echoed through the room.
"Th-this... isn't allowed!"
Han Ye-eun grabbed my arm desperately, pleading.
"Execution! You'll be executed!"
Seeing her so stubbornly resistant despite everything, I tormented her just enough before obediently stopping.
"Fine. I'll stop."
One of the conditions for dual cultivation was to fully obey her words and teachings.
Having fulfilled the promise belatedly, I slowly withdrew my fingers.
"W-wait...!"
Then Han Ye-eun gripped my arm even tighter.
As if to prevent me from pulling away.
Everything was going exactly as planned.
Her body, once ignited, was now burning fiercely.
Stopping here was impossible.
But to urge her choice, I feigned nonchalance.
"Why? You told me to stop."
"Th-that's..."
"You said execution. I don't feel like dying yet."
"I-I won't execute you..."
Her face flushed red, Han Ye-eun bowed her head deeply.
"Just... a little more like this..."
She wanted to feel it a bit longer.
Swallowing the rest, she squirmed her tingling body, biting her lower lip.
'A little wriggling won't be enough.'
Beg me properly, Ye-eun-ah.
Command me if you want.
Tell me to touch you more.
"Hngh..."
Han Ye-eun, wrestling with Han Jong-hoe's suggestions and tormented by inner conflict, let out successive groans.
Squeeze.
Pressing and releasing her thighs repeatedly.
And after a moment.
With the most pitiful expression, she parted her lips.
"Please..."
Unable to continue, I provided her an excuse myself.
"You mean it's okay to keep going?"
"......"
"This is all for training purposes, after all."
"......Y-yeah. It's training."
"It's supposed to be tough and grueling."
"Mmm..."
I smiled gently, taming Han Ye-eun, who seemed like a switch had flipped into heat.
"Exactly what do you want me to do?"
"......"
"Answer me."
"K-keep going..."
"Properly. Specifically."
Then Han Ye-eun spat out each word like it burned her tongue.
"Here. Touch me. Like before. Rub where the energy is all knotted up..."
"Good girl."
I lightly stroked her head with the hand that had been tormenting her breasts.
"Hnght."
Han Ye-eun let out a small moan immediately.
Her mind surely thought it felt bad.
But her hypersensitive body, as if climaxed repeatedly, welcomed every touch with pleasure.
Squelch!
I resumed caressing Han Ye-eun's pussy.
"Aht! Eut!"
And not just that.
"Aang! Th-the breasts tooo!"
She shuddered violently as I sucked on her erect nipples.
Finally shoving Han Jong-hoe's suggestions to a corner of her mind, Han Ye-eun began fully savoring the pleasure.
"Th-this is weird! This feels so weird!"
Emboldened by her reaction, I rubbed her clit even harder.
"It feels bad! It should feel baaad!"
Her mind and body at odds, she gasped and panted in ecstasy.
Slurp slurp slurp. Slurp slurp—.
I plunged into her pussy more roughly, matching the speed of my thrusting fingers to rub her clit.
"Feels good?"
Han Ye-eun shook her head vigorously at my question.
"Nooo! Aang! Ah! It doesn't feel good!"
Yet her sopping wet pussy responded hotly without fail.
"This... this is just training! I have no choice! Ah! Aaaang!"
As climax built within her, Han Ye-eun gripped the bedsheets tightly, moaning.
Even if she lied like that, I had no regrets.
Just feel the orgasm while knowing it's wrong.
While recognizing it's something unpleasant, Ye-eun-ah.
"Wa-waa! Something... something's coming!"
Lying beneath me, she thrashed her head side to side, raising her voice.
"Aang! Ahhuk! Euk! Eut!"
As if fleeing the unfamiliar sensation.
"Euhuk!"
Twisting her body against the rising climax, sealing her lips tight—but it was all futile struggling.
Squiiiish!
As I crushed her clit with my thumb and mercilessly drove my hooked finger deeper, she let out a scream that wasn't quite a scream.
"Kyaaaaah♡!"
At the same moment, a gush squirted from her pussy.
Squirt! Spuuurt!
Like a magnificent waterfall spraying everywhere, she climaxed spectacularly. I watched with a satisfied smile.
"Haaak! Haang...!"
As I slowly withdrew my hand, Han Ye-eun trembled in the afterglow, exhaling ragged, moan-laden breaths.
"Haht! Ang! Nngha...!"
She, who should have fallen in some ritual per Han Jong-hoe's plan.
She, whom Han Jong-hoe had cherished and raised.
Seeing her corrupted by my hands filled my heart with fulfillment.
"Looks like there's a lot of energy knotted up here too."
I gently pressed Han Ye-eun's lower abdomen, which was quivering all over.
Precisely where her womb lay.
"Hng."
Her half-lidded eyes fluttered as she unwittingly let out a pleasurable sound.
"Guess I need to release the energy and circulate it properly."
I aligned my re-hardened cock with her entrance.
"Th-that's..."
Han Ye-eun snapped alert.
"Not now! At least let me rest a bit first!"
She panicked and tried to push me away desperately, but her pussy was already greedily swallowing my glans.
Sluuuurp!
I thrust my fully erect cock to the hilt in one go.
And then.
"Uwaaaang♡!"
Overwhelmed by the unwelcome intrusion, Han Ye-eun climaxed lightly once more.
No time to feel the pain of her hymen tearing or the ache of her first time.
From her perspective, battling the brainwashing etched in her mind hurt far more.
I parted the loosened folds from her previous climaxes and pistoned relentlessly.
Squish squish squelch squelch squirt!
Her pussy walls clenched tightly around me, mirroring her conflicted heart, but I rocked my hips as always, fondling her nipples and clit in tandem.
"Aaaang! Aang! Ah...!"
Unfiltered moans spilled from Han Ye-eun's lips.
"This! This is cheating! Aat! Haaang!"
Instinctively bucking her hips, she matched my rhythm.
"Feels good?"
I repeated the question amid my ceaseless thrusts.
"I don't knooow! I don't know about thiiiis! Hyaaang! Too! Too intense!"
Yet she refused to admit it easily.
"This! This deserves execution! I'll execute youuu! Ang! Ang! Aaaah...!"
Cutely wailing, Han Ye-eun denied the pleasure with her words.
"How will you execute me?"
"Nnghat! Burning! Burn you at the staaaake! It's hot! My belly's so hoooot!"
"Shall I stop then?"
"Don't stop! If you stop, I'll burn youuu!"
Her words contradicted themselves utterly; Han Ye-eun was clearly out of her mind.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
I battered her cervix roughly while pressing down on her lower abdomen with the hand that had pinched her nipple.
"Kyahaang♡!"
Seeing her immediate reaction, I asked again.
"Feels good?"
"Feels baaad! Ang! Ah! Feels baaad!"
Still, she was no pushover.
Whether it was Han Ye-eun's stubbornness or Han Jong-hoe's brainwashing, it was formidable.
"Training! This is just traaaining!"
I grinned at her refusing pleasure to the end with her words.
"You've cum about three times already? Wonder how many more until you admit it."
"Nnght! C-cumming?"
"It's even in the bedroom arts manual. When arousal peaks toward climax, it 'comes.' Or should I say politely, like the manual, you're 'going to paradise'?"
With that, I ramped up the pace.
"Aang! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ang! Aaaang!"
Panting breathlessly, she absorbed my words and faithfully reported her state.
"Ah! Ah! Haat! C-coming! Coming! I'm cominggg!"
Han Ye-eun squeezed her eyes shut.
"I'm cooomiiing♡!!!"
Suddenly throwing her head back, she climaxed.
"Aaaaaang♡!!!"
Thrusting her chest forward, she arched her back fully, convulsing.
Her utterly relaxed eyes hid beneath her lids; her tongue lolled uncontrolled from her mouth; her limbs tangled awkwardly.
Shudder shudder—.
Her unrelenting spasms led to squirting, drenching my lower body with clear fluid.
"Hnggh. S-sorry. I'm so sooorry..."
With her last thread of awareness, Han Ye-eun apologized, but I felt no disgust.
Her beautifully spent form felt almost sacred.
And then.
After catching my breath briefly, I resumed moving my cock.
"H-huh?!"
Han Ye-eun's dazed expression twisted in bewilderment momentarily.
Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!
I seized her legs, folding her into mating press for impregnation sex.
"Aaaang! Amaaazing! Just came! I just caaame♡!"
Clearly, her mind had long gone blank.
"Agaiiin! Cumming agaaaain♡!"
Unable to think, she busied herself reporting her state.
"Nooo! No more! Don't wanna cum anymooore...!"
Tears of pleasure streaming.
"Coming♡! Coming♡! Coming♡! Coming♡! Coming♡! Coming♡! Cooomiiing♡!"
Drool trickling from her mouth, she plunged back into orgasmic depths.
"I'm cuuumiiing♡!!!"
No trace of displeasure remained.
"Aang! Ang! Aat! Keep... keep cumming...!"
Her sight spurred my own ejaculation surging.
I couldn't hold back anymore.
Slam! Pound pound pound pound!
Sensing the meaning of my intensifying thrusts, Han Ye-eun cried out with her utterly disheveled face.
"Not inside! Don't cum insiiide!"
"Don't worry. I'll cum properly inside!"
"Nooooo!"
"Grk! Here it comes!"
I poured out even the mana I'd used to control my climax, heightening her sensitivity further.
Splurt!
I slammed against her cervix and unleashed a thick load of semen.
Gush! Gush! Spuuuurt!
Receiving cum in her womb, Han Ye-eun rolled her eyes back, showing whites.
"Cumming... it's cuuuming inside! Semen... baby's coming in!"
I lightly rocked my hips to squeeze out the last drops, tapping her cervix a couple times.
"Hiyaaaaang♡!!!"
She climaxed violently once more.
"Aaaa... Aaa......"
That was my and Han Ye-eun's first dual cultivation—no, sex.