Female General Lee Cheong-ha's Desperate Scheme (3)
Jo Man-cheol, centurion of the imperial palace guard in the Western Xia Kingdom, was once again pounding away at the training dummy in the martial arts field. Thud, thud… Yet the force behind his wooden sword, despite reaching the second-rate level, was weaker than that of any third-rate martial artist, and his stance looked utterly clumsy. That was because his purpose in coming to this training ground had nothing to do with actual training.
‘Will that guy let me peek at General Lee Cheong-ha’s bare skin again today?’
He had spouted nonsense to General Lee Cheong-ha yesterday and gotten kicked in the groin, but he had endured the pain and was now killing time in the training ground with the single-minded desire to see the general’s bare skin once more.
‘Oh!’
Sure enough, just as he had sharply predicted, General Lee Cheong-ha could not control her temper and lunged at the man in broad daylight.
Glug, glug!
“Kuaaaah! Feels good! Mood!”
“Stop! Stop pissing right now, you idiot!”
The man whose face was half ruined—Ban-ryong—was being thoroughly humiliated, though his clothes remained on. ‘Heh heh, the general with semen splattered all over her face throwing a tantrum… That’s a sight in its own right……’
However, when he saw General Lee Cheong-ha swinging that ominous sword through the air on the battlefield while covered in Ban-ryong’s fluids, he could no longer just stand by and watch.
‘Two peak experts from the Song Dynasty died screaming to that sword……’
Jo Man-cheol realized that if he kept watching and Ban-ryong ended up seriously injured, the blame would inevitably fall on him as well. He tossed his wooden sword aside and rushed toward General Lee Cheong-ha to stop his superior from committing any further atrocities.
“General! Please restrain yourself!”
Yet this time, General Lee Cheong-ha directed her fury at him instead.
“You bastard, Man-cheol! You were watching!”
The wild beast sword swung by the general, now drenched in Ban-ryong’s semen, finally unleashed its sword qi.
Whoosh!
“Aaaagh!”
The moment Jo Man-cheol instinctively squeezed his eyes shut, her sword qi shot through the air straight toward his neck.
Clang!
‘Clang?’
Thinking that since he was going to die after seeing the general’s bare skin he had no regrets left in this life, and wondering why the sound of his neck being cut sounded metallic, Jo Man-cheol slowly opened his eyes.
“Silk?”
The last thing he saw was a pink thread wrapping around his neck. Then Jo Man-cheol foamed at the mouth and fainted.
Gurgle…
“Bad! Pretty sister! Almost died! Person!”
When Ban-ryong shouted at General Lee Cheong-ha with his distorted face, the general finally regained her senses and yelled back at him.
“Y-you blocked sword qi!? N-no, more importantly, I… I almost killed my own subordinate?”
Ban-ryong nodded calmly. The general looked around the training ground. The only people present were herself, Ban-ryong, and the sprawled, unsightly form of Centurion Jo. If word got out that she had nearly killed a subordinate even though no sparring had taken place, her position would become extremely precarious within the Western Xia military, which was always short on manpower and extremely wary of internal corruption.
“Hey.”
“?”
“Can’t we… just pretend this never happened?”
Ban-ryong shook his head firmly. General Lee Cheong-ha’s face flushed bright red with rage.
“Why the hell not~!”
“Ordered. Empress Dowager. Report. What happened in the training ground!”
Since it was an imperial edict from the Empress Dowager, it was only natural for a subject to obey with utmost loyalty. However, General Lee Cheong-ha, whose career would collapse the moment she reported honestly, had no interest in such virtues.
“Umm? Just once, can’t you look the other way just this once~?”
General Lee Cheong-ha bit her lower lip and tried the kind of coquettish act that women used on their lovers. She figured that any man who fell for such behavior would become a puppet dancing to a woman’s tune, and since this man had suffered severe head injuries, her chances were good. Yet Ban-ryong simply shook his head with a resolute expression.
“Listen. Male. Obeys. My female!”
“S-so what! The Empress Dowager is your female, so you only listen to the Empress Dowager?”
“Correct. Pretty sister is not my female!”
“Y-you bastard! Who said I’m your female…… Wait?”
Slap!
General Lee Cheong-ha smacked her knee loudly as a brilliant idea flashed through her mind.
“R-right! That’s all it takes! Whether I’m your female or whatever!”
Having made up her mind, she dragged the unconscious Jo Man-cheol into a shady spot beside the training ground where no one would see, then grabbed Ban-ryong’s wrist—who was still standing blankly in the middle of the field—and pulled him straight toward her residence.
“Haaah…… If it’s to protect my bright future, I have no choice……”
Her cheeks were faintly flushed as she repeated the self-suggestion to herself, though she remained unaware of it.
Clank, clank!
Swish, swish!
When General Lee Cheong-ha removed her armor and then stripped off the thin black undergarment beneath it, the pure white underclothes Ban-ryong had seen before and her toned abs came into view. As if embarrassed, she covered her small breasts with both hands, causing her armpits to open slightly and reveal her smooth, hairless underarms.
“Eek! What are you staring at? You strip too!”
When Ban-ryong did not actively remove his clothes, she forcefully stripped off his outer garments.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Since Ban-ryong wore no underwear, his massive member was immediately exposed once more.
Twitch!
“Haaah♡ It smells fishy…♡ But it’s addictive…… Hah! Th-this isn’t it!”
Unaware that she had been completely entranced by his peculiar body scent, General Lee Cheong-ha once again grabbed Ban-ryong’s member with both hands and looked up at it.
“Th-this! I’ll make you feel good, so today’s incident stays a secret! Got it?”
Ban-ryong nodded readily. At his straightforward response, General Lee Cheong-ha began stroking his member just like before.
Pat, pat, pat, pat!
After her vigorous hand movements continued for about one moment, a thick and copious amount of semen sprayed all over the half-naked general.
Glurk! Spurt, spurt!
“Huuu♡ You came so much. Th-there, done now? You’ll keep it secret, right?”
Ban-ryong shook his head.
“No, whyyy!”
Smack, smack!
Ban-ryong rubbed his still-ejaculating member against General Lee Cheong-ha’s philtrum and spoke.
Squirt, squirt
Slide!
“It starts now.”
“Huh?”
As she tried to pull her head away in confusion, Ban-ryong grabbed the back of her head with both hands, refusing to let her escape.
Squeeze!
“Eek! Wh-what are you doing! Gack!”
Seizing the moment her mouth opened as she tried to shout, Ban-ryong thrust his hips, driving his member deep past her lips.
“Kehhh! Wha (what) are you (doing)!?”
Paying no heed to her words, Ban-ryong pulled her head closer and pushed his member even deeper. In an instant, his shaft reached all the way from her lips—untouched by any other man’s fluids, tongue, or lips—to the depths of her throat and esophagus.
“Kehhh! Puh (pull)! Puh it ou (out)! Keh!”
Various fluids poured from General Lee Cheong-ha’s eyes, nose, and mouth as her breathing and dignity began to crumble.
Sluuurp!
For a brief moment it seemed Ban-ryong’s member was withdrawing until only the glans remained inside her mouth, but—
“?”
Thrust!
It was merely a motion to test how far his member could go in and out.
“Keh, huu! Hueeer! Aaaah!”
Neither her trained body nor the Tangut tribe’s secret breathing technique was of any use now. Under his merciless violation that showed no consideration for a woman’s mouth, General Lee Cheong-ha’s breathing grew ragged and her mind began to haze over.
Thrust, thrust! Thrust! Thrust…
“Geh, huu, guuu, gue……”
Just before she lost consciousness, Ban-ryong drove his member deep into her throat and began to release.
Gluck! Gluck! Spurt! Spuuurt……
Feeling faint for the first time in her life, General Lee Cheong-ha thought, ‘I-I’ve been humiliated this much… so my future is safe……’
However, her consciousness, sunk into the abyss, returned far sooner than expected—because of a sharp pain she felt at her private parts.
“Huuu! Wh-what are you—!”
“You’re awake! Female!”
“Huuu♡ Wh-what are you doing!?”
“Hehe, fun. Pluck, pubic hair! Funny! Pretty sister!”
Fortunately, Ban-ryong showed no intention of taking the defenseless general’s chastity while she lay on the bed. However, when she lowered her gaze to her lower abdomen, her pubic covering had been slightly pulled down. And the pubic hair peeking out had already lost a considerable number of strands. On top of that, Ban-ryong had her yellow curly hairs stuck all over his lips and was sucking on a freshly plucked pubic hair.
“Sluuurp! Wet! Pubic hair! Strong smell!”
“Hey, y-you crazy bastard!”
“Correct, pubic hair bitch! Noisy!”
Smack! Smack!
Ban-ryong mercilessly slapped her toned abs with his large palm.
“Kyaaah! It hurts! It hurts! Huaaang!”
“Not enough! Pubic hair bitch! Educate! Female!”
No matter how much General Lee Cheong-ha cried and screamed, the man’s decisive hand movements showed no sign of stopping. Moreover, whatever trick he had pulled, her entire body felt as though it had been drained of strength, making resistance impossible.
Ban-ryong’s fingers reached for her private area again and this time plucked two strands at once.
Suuuuck!
Pop, pop!
“Kuaaang! S-save me! Kuaaang!”
“Sluuurp! Not die. This much. If you exaggerate, pubic hair bitch! Punished, more, more!”
Suuuuck!
Squeeze!
This time Ban-ryong shoved his hand completely inside her pubic covering and grabbed every last strand of hair remaining on her privates.
“N-no! I-if you pull them all at once! I-I’ll really die!”
“Not, die!”
Squeeze!
Overwhelmed by the brutal force with which Ban-ryong yanked all her pubic hair, General Lee Cheong-ha became like a rabbit before a tiger and was forced to make a humiliating plea to survive.
“Huuu, p-please pull them one strand at a time! I beg you! Please! I-I’ll beg like this! Please! Sob!”
Seeing her pitiful form, tears streaming down her face as she clasped her hands together and begged desperately, even Ban-ryong—who had half-lost his reason—felt something stir in his heart.
“Understood. Gentle. I am.”
Ban-ryong withdrew his hand from her privates and instead selected two damp pubic hairs.
“Boring. One. Pluck. Two.”
“Huuu!”
At that moment, she instinctively realized one fact: if her reaction was unsatisfactory, the number of hairs plucked at once would increase. Realizing this, General Lee Cheong-ha desperately acted out the role of a lascivious woman in pain while her pubic hair was being plucked, thrashing about to curry favor with Ban-ryong.
Suck!
Pop, pop!
“Kyaaang♡ It hurts♡ It hurts so much♡”
Of course, she was only pretending to thrash while telling herself it was acting.
Squirt! Squirt!
By the time Ban-ryong had plucked every last strand of her pubic hair two at a time, General Lee Cheong-ha’s cute pubic covering was soaked enough to be completely see-through.
“Haa, haa, haa……”
Thinking that it was finally, truly over, General Lee Cheong-ha slowly closed her eyes once the stimulation stopped. The naive woman believed that if she pretended to be unconscious, the madman would eventually tire and leave on his own. She only realized that Ban-ryong’s demonic hand was reaching for her anal hair when the first strand was already caught between his fingers.
Whoosh!
“Kyaaaaang♡”