How to Become an Alchemist
Bathed in victory and the thrill of conquest, Seong-il flooded her womb with thick ropes of cum. Elisha locked her legs around his waist in a death grip, screamed until her voice cracked, and promptly passed out.
He slung the unconscious woman over his shoulder and carried her down into the basement. To flaunt his wealth before her eyes, he had already emptied every gold coin from the box the day before, scattering them across the floor before piling them into a glittering mound.
Once inside the secret chamber with Elisha on his back, Seong-il laid her down on the heap of gold coins. Her body was a complete mess from their marathon of sex. He pulled out the Miracle Cleanser he had drawn from a random box not long ago and sprayed it onto a towel exactly as the instructions directed.
Having already tested the blindfold on her and been satisfied with the results, Seong-il felt absolute trust in the random-box items. He began wiping her body thoroughly with the treated towel, cleaning every inch.
Whoa… First time using it, but the performance is insane…? It’s practically shower-level.
True to his expectations, the cleanser left Elisha’s skin impeccably clean. Satisfied with the product’s effect, Seong-il fastened the collar around her neck to a hook by the chamber entrance, secured her wrists with cable ties, and waited for her to wake up. While he waited, he lazily kneaded her breasts.
Some time later, the stinging chill of the metal floor against her back and hands, combined with the gentle fondling of her chest, slowly dragged Elisha back to consciousness. As her mind cleared, she realized her hands and eyes were once again restrained.
Unlike in the bedroom, Seong-il had not burned any Devil’s Temptation in the secret chamber. Therefore Elisha felt no unwanted arousal from his hands on her breasts. Instead, she immediately began hurling curses at him.
“You beast! After raping me that much, you’re still at it? Ha! You horny pig!”
Seong-il chuckled at her outburst and shot back, “Hmm… Is that really something you should be saying? Weren’t you the one lying beneath me just a little while ago, begging me to fuck you harder?”
At his words, memories flooded Elisha’s mind unbidden—the frenzied, animalistic sex in his room that had completely ignored her feelings and drowned her in hellish shame. She remembered how, toward the end, she had broken and begged for his cock. Overwhelmed by humiliation, she began spitting venom to deny it all.
“Shut up! That only happened because you used an aphrodisiac! It wasn’t my will! What the hell would you know?!”
Seong-il sneered at her denial. He quietly took out a bottle of lotion and thought to himself, Hmm… This time, let’s try breaking her with pure inner energy instead of the Devil’s Temptation. I’ll use the lotion as cover so she doesn’t notice the qi.
Done thinking, he ignored her frantic insults, sat on her thighs once more, and silently began pouring the lotion over her breasts.
The cold liquid splashed onto her chest. Elisha was momentarily confused, but the instant she recognized it as the same aphrodisiac he had used earlier, she thrashed wildly, trying to get up.
THUD!
Just like before, the collar around her neck instantly neutralized her resistance. She collapsed backward with a strangled cry of pain.
“Guhk!”
The cold, metallic objects scraping against her back as she fell sent a fresh wave of disgust through her. Desperate to reject the aphrodisiac being rubbed onto her breasts, Elisha struggled with all her might, but with her neck and wrists bound, her efforts produced no meaningful result.
After resisting for a long while, the sharp pain from the metal pieces digging into her back finally wore her down. Ugh…! My back…! Cursing Seong-il’s cruelty for deliberately scattering metal shards to suppress her defiance, she eventually gave up on moving and surrendered her body to his hands.
Whether he knew her thoughts or not, Seong-il focused entirely on channeling his inner energy into his palms while continuing to massage her upper body.
“Hup…! Hn… ngh…”
Under his touch, heat rapidly spread through her. Elisha felt her body igniting with unwanted arousal. Staring at her own melting flesh, she began to plead.
“Please… just stop now…”
Seong-il answered in a deliberately clueless tone. “Stop what, exactly?”
Even as he spoke, his qi-infused hands never stopped kneading her body. Elisha bit her lip, then tried again.
“You’ve already humiliated me enough by raping me like that…! Just stop… If you stop, I’ll forgive you…”
Seong-il ignored her begging and kept caressing her as he replied, “Hmm… Then how about this? Enjoy it properly with me just one more time. If you do, I’ll stop and release you.”
Elisha couldn’t trust his words, but she had no other way out. Reluctantly, she accepted the proposal.
“F-fine. You’ll really let me go?”
“Of course. I keep my promises. Provided you cooperate to the best of your ability.”
“...”
After a long internal struggle, Elisha finally yielded and answered, “All right… What do I have to do?”
“Enjoy it.”
His abrupt answer left her bewildered. “H-how exactly am I supposed to do that?”
“Just relax your body. Don’t resist my touch—accept it. That’s all.”
At his firm demand, Elisha let out a long sigh and gave her consent. “Haa… Fine. But at least take off the blindfold and untie my hands…”
“No can do. Keeping them on makes it more fun for me.”
His cold refusal made rage surge inside her, but she was the one at a disadvantage. She swallowed her anger and agreed.
“…Understood.”
When she tried to lie back down, Seong-il grabbed her shoulder.
“Wait.”
“...?”
“I’ve already covered the front. Now I need to do your back.”
Elisha barely held back a stream of curses and rolled over, pressing her front against the floor. Although it was ordinary lotion rather than an actual aphrodisiac, Seong-il meticulously applied it to her back and buttocks while secretly injecting his inner energy to maintain the deception.
The moment his qi fully entered her body, Elisha’s pussy grew soaking wet in seconds.
“Hng… ngh…”
Deciding she was sufficiently warmed up, Seong-il quietly stood, walked to the entrance, and retrieved the collar he had used to secure her neck. He looped it around his hand, moved behind her, and began rubbing his cock against her dripping entrance.
“Ah… ngh…!”
Elisha lay with her upper body flat on the floor, ass raised high. The now-familiar shape of Seong-il’s cock pressed against her folds, stirring a strange sense of anticipation. Just as she waited with her face buried, a sudden pain shot through her neck.
“Kehk…?!”
“Who told you to bury your head and stay silent while your master is about to fuck you?”
“Who the hell is my mas—kehk!”
Refusing to tolerate her defiance, Seong-il yanked the collar again, cutting her off.
“Didn’t I teach you yesterday what to say when I’m inside you? Don’t you remember? ‘Master Seong-il, please fuck this worthless, cum-rag pussy of mine.’”
“Ah~ Since you’re not a virgin anymore, drop that part from the line.”
Seong-il gave her ass a loud SMACK with his palm, urging her on.
“What are you waiting for? Planning to stay like this forever? Already forgot the promise you made?”
Grinding her teeth, Elisha answered in a crawling, humiliated voice.
“M-Master Seong-il… please fuck this worthless, cum-rag pussy of mine.”
She had said the line three times already, yet the shame never lessened. Perhaps because the aphrodisiac had set her body on fire—immediately after uttering the degrading words, a violent wave of arousal crashed through her. She felt a flood of juices gush from her cunt.
Delighted by her obedient reaction, Seong-il thrust into her without mercy.
“Hngh…! Ahn! Aahng! Ahk… So deep… ahk, hng!”
He fucked her for dozens of minutes while circulating his inner energy. Her mind quickly melted away, leaving only raw instinct. Elisha began accepting him completely.
Feeling her velvet walls lovingly squeeze his cock, Seong-il sensed his climax approaching. He suddenly stopped moving his hips, kept himself buried to the hilt, yanked the collar, and began spanking her ass sharply.
“Ahng! Hngh… hng!”
Startled by the sudden pain in her neck and rear, her body tensed—then, feeling his stillness, she begged him.
“Hng… Please keep thrusting your cock into me!”
Even while telling herself the pleasure was only due to the drug, Elisha pleaded with him. Seong-il found her coquettish behavior almost irresistible; he wanted to start pounding again and cum immediately. But he held back desperately and began the climax of the little play he had prepared.
Right… Time to start the real show.
With his cock still buried inside her, he pulled the collar even harder. Elisha’s knees buckled. Her upper body arched backward until her face pressed against his chest. It looked as if she were willingly embracing him. Seong-il wrapped his arms around her, removed the blindfold, and pushed her forward.
The sudden brightness made Elisha squint. She pressed her face against the cold metal floor and kept her eyes shut.
Now… open your eyes. There’s a very entertaining sight waiting for you.
With a wicked smile, Seong-il resumed thrusting into her pussy. Each powerful stroke made her face grind against the metal floor. While she endured the painful friction against her cheeks and body, her vision gradually returned.
Just as overwhelming pleasure surged from her core, a shocking sight filled her eyes.
“What… what the hell is this?!”
An enormous pile of gold coins stretched out before her. The moment she realized the “cold metal pieces” she had been grinding against were all gold, the shock paralyzed even her pleasure. She stared blankly at the golden mound.
“How does it feel? Having sex on top of the gold coins you love so much?”
Elisha was speechless. She could only accept his cock like a mindless beast.
“Well?”
“...?”
When she remained silent, unable to grasp his sudden question, Seong-il continued.
“Do I still look like someone who can’t handle your debt?”
“?!”
The implication behind his words ignited her fury. “Shut up, you nouveau riche trash! I’m not a whore! You think waving money around will make me submit?”
Seong-il laughed as he watched her. “I know. If you were that kind of woman, I wouldn’t have bothered doing any of this. In that spirit—want to make a bet with me?”
“What kind of bullshit is that?! Why would I bet with you?”
He yanked the collar, pulling her closer, and said, “Because the bet is completely advantageous for you. Why not at least hear me out?”
Her silence was taken as consent. Still holding the collar, Seong-il slowly rolled his hips and continued.
“For the next month, become my obedient sex slave.”
“You crazy bastard. What kind of bet is that?!”
“Hear me out until the end.”
Cutting off her furious protest, Seong-il explained the rest of the wager.
“If you obey me absolutely for one month, I’ll give you a choice at the end of it. If, after one month, you have completely submitted and willingly spread your legs for me, I win. If you manage not to submit, you win.”
Elisha scoffed at the absurd bet. “Pfft… How fitting for a horny pig. What exactly do you take me for to suggest such garbage? Do I look like an idiot to you?”