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Rattle, clatter.
The mountain path was tough enough on foot. Climbing it by carriage made it harder still.
Difficult, but not impossible for a horse. We were making good progress up the mountain slope.
"My lord, we really did pick a good horse, didn't we? Look at it climbing this trail."
"Cost us plenty of gold. It'd better haul three people without breaking a sweat."
Wheee-hinh.
The horse drawing the carriage seemed to know it was being praised.
"And its coat is so white. Truly beautiful."
"Naturally. A white horse is the only proper choice."
It was a famous Hebei steed, rented at a steep price, and along the way we'd fed it top-grade fodder most people couldn't afford—feed we called spirit medicine.
Thanks to that, the white horse pulled the carriage powerfully along the dirt track hugging the ridgeline.
"Once we get back to Hubei, I might just buy it outright."
"Oh? You hear that? Congratulations. Seems you'll soon be part of our Cheon Family Estate."
Wheee-he-he-hinh.
As if it understood Sagong Hee's words, the white horse rejoiced and drove the carriage harder. The rough road kept rattling us, but the wheels never caught on a rock badly enough to stop. True to its pedigree, the horse earned every coin of its price.
'Thankfully it's a mountain road.'
I hadn't needed to exert myself to bounce the carriage — the terrain took care of that on its own.
"Ahk, hnngh...!"
Bang Yeong-hui's body rose and fell without pause. Every time a wheel struck a stone and jarred the carriage, I gave her a gentle extra lift on purpose.
"Hiiik?! Let go... please! Aaaaagh!"
Bang Yeong-hui strained every muscle in her body, trying to break free. But I kept her wrists pinned and her legs spread apart, holding her in place.
"Let you go? So you can try to kill me again? You think I'm insane enough to release you?"
"You... you dog of a lust demon bastard...!"
"Dog and lust demon are both accurate, so just answer the question. How did you learn the Body Transformation Art?"
"!!"
The words Body Transformation Art made Bang Yeong-hui go rigid with tension. The sudden clenching squeezed my member tight inside her.
"Gently. You're gripping like you're trying to burst a man's cock — makes it hard to believe you're a virgin."
"Sh-shut up! Coming from a rapist!"
"From a bandit, that's rich. Anyway, Bang Yeong-hui, is this your true face, then?"
"Wha—?!"
No maiden's blood had flowed, but she was unquestionably a virgin. Ever since my shaft had entered her, ever since she'd realized her true appearance had been exposed, she'd grown a fair bit more docile.
"Hoo, the lines are lovely and the muscle underneath is so compact — deeply erotic. They say women raised in the mountains have fine bodies like this."
"I said shut up...!"
"Talk. Tell me where and how you learned the Body Transformation Art, and I'll pull my member out of you. I mean that."
I'd already completed every necessary step. The moment I decided to, I could harvest the yin energy from inside Bang Yeong-hui. And the moment I decided to, I could spill my essence into her body, leaving my mark behind.
"Until you answer, you're not leaving my embrace."
The meal was already finished. Now, like an animal chewing cud, I was simply tormenting Bang Yeong-hui while I waited for her answer, savoring the feel of her inner flesh a little longer.
"Speak. If you don't, I'm finishing inside."
The deliberate question was my final warning.
"Unless... you're purposely staying silent to act cute, hoping to carry my child? You cheeky thing."
"Uhhk! You insane... bastard...!"
Knead, knead.
"Taming a wild mare has its own particular pleasure."
I trapped both of Bang Yeong-hui's wrists in one hand and used the other to grasp her pert mound. Hoping a bit of stimulation might loosen her tongue, I gently pressed the tip while pressing her further.
"Should I do this tenderly, or drag you outside, slam you against a tree, and rut you rough? Which will make you talk, hmm? Are you going to stay silent until I've spilled my seed inside?"
"H-have you no shame... in front of your own wife?!"
Realizing she was at a disadvantage, Bang Yeong-hui tried to use Sagong Hee against me. I found the accusation absurd.
"None whatsoever!"
Far from it — Sagong Hee was disappointed she couldn't help. If she hadn't needed to keep hold of the reins on this treacherous mountain terrain, she'd have been pressed against my back, rubbing her chest against me and driving me wild.
"Wife, this woman says she meant to violate me by force. What do you suggest I do about it?"
"Punish her until she comes to her senses. There happens to be a clearing up ahead — why not teach her a proper lesson there? Whoa, whoa."
Sagong Hee drew back on the reins. The horse, reading the mood, slowed its pace and stopped at a clearing well-suited for a rest.
"Thank you. I'll deal with this quickly."
"My lord, I worry the carriage might break. Somewhere outside would be better."
Smiling, Sagong Hee pointed toward a tree. Beneath a great, thick-trunked old tree lay a patch of deep shade untouched by sunlight, and there sat a stump broad enough for two people.
"Show her plainly who is the greater with that Thousand Catty Hammer of yours."
The stump was so solid you could rip it out and use it as a wooden bed. More than sturdy enough to withstand repeated blows of the Mating Thousand-pound Hammer.
"That rough?"
"Of course. She shows not a shred of remorse, does she? Sit here. I'll peel some fruit in the meantime."
Sagong Hee spread a silk cloth over a spot on the stump, and I settled myself down on it first.
"Oh my, are you going to keep holding her up like that? She must be heavy."
"It's fine. This position is perfect. No need to tire my hips unnecessarily. Best to save my stamina for when it's your turn later."
"Hoho, well, I suppose it can't be helped then."
Sagong Hee slipped her hand into the hem of her skirt and drew out a small knife no bigger than a finger. Beaming cheerfully, she gazed up at the sky.
"The weather really is lovely, isn't it?"
"It is. Perfect day for traveling."
Slice, slice.
Apart from the naked Bang Yeong-hui perched atop me, it was indistinguishable from a married couple enjoying a mountain journey together.
"Hmm-hmm, hmm~"
Snik, snik.
Sagong Hee hummed a tune and peeled a peach. I waited patiently until she finished, amusing myself in the meantime by kneading Bang Yeong-hui's breasts, which were as soft and yielding as the peach itself.
"St-stop touching me! Ahhn...!!"
"My lord, aahng."
"Haha, you wanted to try that too?"
"If Yeon-i can do it, why shouldn't I? Here."
Sagong Hee picked up a generously cut slice of peach with her fingers and slipped it into my mouth. I bit down, catching the tip of her finger along with the fruit.
Crunch.
Juice burst across my tongue.
"My lord, is it good?"
"It is. Truly delicious."
"Y-you... insane...!"
Bang Yeong-hui twisted her hips and stretched her fingers toward Sagong Hee.
"You... you people...! What do you take me for...!! You think you can humiliate me like this... and live?!"
"A vixen who came wagging her tail at my husband."
"......."
At Sagong Hee's crisp words, Bang Yeong-hui lost her voice. Sagong Hee kept peeling the peach, smiling at Bang Yeong-hui.
"Begging a married man to take you as his concubine is one thing, but you actually dared to try to force yourself on him?"
"I-I never said I'd force myself!!"
"Making him your bridegroom amounts to the same thing. Earlier, before the Body Transformation Art wore off, you had that huge body of yours. You meant to tie my lord up, then squat over him with those great big hips of yours and ride him. Isn't that right?"
"No!"
As if genuinely wronged, Bang Yeong-hui shouted, tears streaming.
"I-it was just something I said!!"
"Unbelievable. You brought dozens of armed bandits with you, said those words, and now you claim you were just saying it? My lord, give her one good hard thrust. She clearly hasn't come to her senses yet."
I followed Sagong Hee's suggestion and snapped my hips upward hard. Bang Yeong-hui's back arched like a bow, and her tongue lolled out of her gaping mouth, quivering.
"Ah-oo, ah-ooooh..."
She'd briefly peaked. Having been impaled and jostled on me even while unconscious earlier, her insides had to some degree reshaped into a woman's body capable of receiving a man.
"St-sto-op... I feel like... I'm dying..."
"You won't die. Not a single woman has ever died from being with my lord, so rest assured."
It was true. Strangely enough, in all my time living as a lust demon, I had never killed a single woman. There might have been a few near-misses with pleasure death, but at least so far, I had never violated a woman and caused her death.
"Just consider yourself unlucky. The being you tried to violate was a married man, and a lust demon besides."
"I-I didn't try to violate... huuuhk...!!"
"My lord. If someone tries to violate another, shouldn't they accept being violated in turn without complaint?"
"Exactly. Absolutely."
Sagong Hee understood my teachings well. I wiped Bang Yeong-hui's sweat-soaked hands on her clothes, then stroked Sagong Hee's head. She leaned her shoulder gently against me, basking in my touch.
"I, too, am prepared to be taken by a woman should I ever try to force myself on one and she overpowers me instead. If I pounce on you to violate you and you manage to subdue me, I'll gladly surrender my body. K-hahaha."
"Stow your bullshit!"
"Bullshit? I'm saying I'm ready to lose my head and have it go flying, or lose my rod and have it go flying. That's the resolve I carry."
How could anyone function as a lust demon without that kind of clarity?
If Gucheon Hyeonnyeo appeared before me again, pressed a blade to my throat, and declared she'd take me by force, I would gladly throw my arms wide open, stark naked. That has been my mindset from the very first day I embarked on the path of a lust demon.
"Regrettably, you don't seem to possess that kind of resolve. So let me teach you the bitter taste of reality. In this world..."
I gripped Bang Yeong-hui's waist, then let her sink down slowly.
"...unfair realities have a way of crashing down on you."
Thud.
Bang Yeong-hui slumped into my embrace. My member struck her deepest point, though it hadn't even gone in to the root.
"Ah-huh, huuuhk...! Aahng...!"
"Aahng."
To Bang Yeong-hui, who was writhing in the torment of pleasure, Sagong Hee held out a slice of the peach she had peeled.
"You're a blessed person, you know. Your first time is with the greatest man under heaven, after all."
"D-don't mock me...!"
Bang Yeong-hui twisted her head away, knocking the peach from her lips. Sagong Hee watched the fruit fall into the dirt, her expression stiffening for a moment before she smiled again.
"Honestly... weaker than me in martial arts..."
A slightly irritated smile.
"...yet you thought you could set your sights on my lord? When you can't even beat me?"
Sagong Hee grasped the knife in a reverse grip. The handle pressed against Bang Yeong-hui's carotid artery, and she went rigid, swallowing hard. The tension made her clamp down on my shaft too.
"If I had my way, I'd hurt you badly. But since my lord wishes to take you, I'm holding back. Do you understand?"
"Kgh...!"
Marrying Sagong Hee was absolutely the right call.
The gentleness she'd shown in accepting Lee Si-a and Dokgo Yeon, her refusal to object when I took other women — truly the ideal attitude.
'It helps that as long as they're less endowed in the chest than her, Sagong Hee lets it slide.'
No matter how many women I brought into my arms, she believed that when I wanted to bury my face in a bosom, I'd come looking for hers. So she felt no particular jealousy toward any woman with breasts smaller than her own.
'I must never let Paeng Yuwol be discovered.'
If Sagong Hee ever met a rival who could match her in that department, she would insist on competing on equal terms.
...She'd hound me endlessly, demanding my essence energy until her cycle stopped coming. I kept lifting and dropping Bang Yeong-hui, greedily siphoning her inner energy.
"My lord, are you currently absorbing her energy? How is it this time? The inner energy, I mean."
"Sweet. As sweet as the fruit you peeled."
"That's a relief. I was worried it might be less than the inner energy you already expended earlier."
Unlike Lee Si-a and Dokgo Yeon, Sagong Hee had shown no aversion to me bedding other women ever since the Yongbong Assembly. In matters of the Seduction Art, she was less a woman of the White Path and more one with a balanced grasp of both black and white.
"So that makes... um, what number is she now? Hmm... well, since you'll keep taking more anyway, there's no point counting. Hoho."
She wouldn't cross the line, but she didn't shy away from getting her hands dirty when necessary. To me she always looked purely kind, but Sagong Hee was a woman who walked the middle path between black and white.
"Hohoo. Still, it's a bit of a shame. When her memories are erased with the Soul-Hooking Technique, she'll forget the taste of your member too. What a pity."
Truly, calling her the Wife of the Lust Demon wouldn't feel the slightest bit out of place. Not in the sense that she'd mount other men, but in the sense that her mindset as the wife of a lust demon was thoroughly correct.
"Ah... even if her memories are erased, her body will remember. She's been made into a body that can never be satisfied by anything but yours, my lord... Such a shame."
"Wh-what do you mean...?"
"It means you're about to lose your memories."
I seized Bang Yeong-hui's head.
"The fact that you attacked me. The fact that you were reverse-raped by me. And... the fact that you confessed about the Body Transformation Art to me."
"!!"
"Tell me. Where did you learn it?"
If I traced it backward starting from Bang Yeong-hui, there was a chance — a very slim one — that I could reach that person.
The one who had taught me the Body Transformation Art.
The Blood Cult Leader.
