The Horny Demoness and the Incarnation of Lust, Hwangbo Jeonghu: Ecstasy Rages Through the Dungeon
Hwangbo Jeonghu swept his long robe aside and loosened the tie of his pants. A soft rustle followed. The moment he dropped his bottoms to hang around his thighs, his massively aroused cock sprang upward like a coiled spring. It was enormous, yet its hardness was on another level. One could almost hear a sharp ting! as it bounced into the air.
“Ah… Ah……”
Inside the iron cage, Eum Gyoryeong sat with her legs spread wide, staring at the cock with an entranced expression. Her eyes shone with rapture, as if she had encountered a treasure that could never exist again in this world. A thick bead of nectar formed at her slit, then slid down along her folds.
She suddenly threw herself forward as though she had never been spreading her legs at all, scrambling to grab the iron bars. Pressing her face between them, she opened her mouth wide.
“Ah— Aaaah—”
Along with a desperate, yearning breath, her soft tongue wriggled visibly inside her gaping mouth.
“Mmm, ah… Hurry, hurry up and shove it in my mouth, haa, please…”
She stuck her tongue all the way out, begging like an animal in heat. If humans experienced a rutting season, would it look like this? Even the famous Flower Prince, who had bedded countless women before becoming Jeonghu, would never have imagined a woman could act this way.
Step.
“Since you listened so well… I’ll give you a reward.”
Jeonghu took one step forward.
Squish.
Eum Gyoryeong’s tongue immediately pressed against the swollen glans and slid wetly down the thick shaft. Her stretched lips wrapped fully around the head, savoring the long-missed taste of a man with pure ecstasy. She grabbed Jeonghu’s thighs with both hands and yanked him closer, swallowing more of his cock.
This time he didn’t resist. Jeonghu stepped half a pace nearer to the bars. It happened in an instant.
Gluck, gluck. Gulp, gulp. Slurp, sluuuurp…
Eum Gyoryeong devoured the cock thrusting through the bars, bobbing her head like a woman possessed. It was the kind of frenzied motion only a female utterly addicted to men could produce. Her hands clamped onto his thighs like a female spider that would never release its prey.
Every violent back-and-forth suck produced sticky, wet sounds that leaked from the tight seal of her lips around his shaft.
“Oh… Huaa.”
Jeonghu’s toes curled hard. He had never received such ferocious head before. A demoness was truly a demoness. From the outside it looked like simple, rough sucking, but the movements inside her mouth were on another level. Sometimes fierce, sometimes teasingly soft. She tightened and loosened her lips at will, exploring every inch. Her long tongue coiled around the shaft and glans like a snake, sucking greedily.
It was a blowjob technique that sent shivers no other woman could replicate. Pure bliss.
Grab.
He reached through the bars and seized the demoness’s head in a firm grip. Then he thrust his hips forward hard. Her mouth stretched obscenely wide, throat bulging visibly. The cock forced its way down the narrow passage until it was buried to the hilt. Her eyes rolled back, showing only whites, tears welling at the corners. Tears of agony or ecstasy—it didn’t matter.
Wearing a sadistic smile of deep satisfaction, Jeonghu stared down at her distorted face, tightened his grip, and began pounding her throat without mercy. Harder. Harder…!
Slurp-slurp-slurp, gluck-gluck-gluck…!
“Haha! Hahahahaha! Good, very good…!!”
He was ruthless. Could any phrase fit better than “raping a woman’s mouth”? Each powerful thrust forced her throat to expand around the fat, swollen glans as it stuffed her completely. Gurgling sounds rose from her throat while thick strands of saliva poured from the corners of her stretched lips, dangling from her chin in long, sticky ropes.
It was an act no ordinary woman could endure. But Eum Gyoryeong was different. Despite being overwhelmed, she clung to him desperately. The hands that had gripped his thighs now mauled her own breasts violently. Her other hand had slipped between her legs, rubbing her soaked pussy with frantic, circular strokes of her palm.
By then Jeonghu’s rhythm had changed. He held his hips still and simply used her head like a toy, slamming it back and forth along his cock with brutal force. It could only be described as sadistic abuse. Yet even now, Eum Gyoryeong proved what it meant to be a natural talent.
She relaxed every muscle in her neck, letting him use her head however he wanted. Even though her throat was stuffed full and it must have hurt, she still squeezed and massaged him with her throat in eager response. Her tongue clung and coiled around the shaft with soft, wet stimulation while her tightened lips sucked and her throat milked him with violent pressure. The two sensations existed perfectly together inside the demoness’s mouth. It was breathtaking. Calling it a heavenly cave wasn’t enough.
“Ah, ah… You fucking slut, you’re insanely good at this. It’s been a while since you tasted cock, so you’re losing your mind, huh? I’m about to cum, so swallow every last drop.”
He tightened his grip on her small head and shook it violently. Even as her head was being used like a fleshlight, he felt her nod in agreement. Then Eum Gyoryeong tightened her lips with purpose. Instead of the limp movements from before, a powerful, almost biting pressure enveloped his cock.
“Hu, ah…”
The tremor began at the base of his balls, racing up the shaft. His glans twitched and swelled massively. The unstoppable urge to cum surged forward.
Spurt…!
Gluck-gluck-gluck, gulp-gulp-gulp—
He unloaded thick ropes of semen straight into Eum Gyoryeong’s mouth. The hand shaking her head grew even rougher, milking out the final drops. She kept swallowing nonstop, her throat visibly working with every heavy gulp.
“Puhah! Puha, huaaa… Cough, cough—”
When he finally released her hair, Eum Gyoryeong collapsed backward onto the floor, gasping desperately for air. Thick saliva mixed with cum hung from her chin and dripped onto her breasts in heavy strings.
Even after ejaculating, Jeonghu’s cock showed no signs of softening. The massive, upward-curving member glistened obscenely. Ugly, swollen veins stood out along the shaft, the entire length coated in the demoness’s spit and his own semen.
“Hu… That was very, very good.”
Thinking he should demand meat dishes with his next meal, he pulled his pants back up. His crotch still bulged noticeably. Since he had taken the edge off, he figured it was time to leave. There was no rush.
As he turned to go, a voice stopped him.
“Haa, ha… More, give me more… Fuck my pussy too, cum inside me……”
A thick smile spread across Jeonghu’s face as he looked back. Satisfaction faded, replaced by fresh anticipation.
“Hu, huhahahaha— This bitch. I really like this one.”
He yanked his pants down again in one smooth motion. His cock sprang back up, throbbing violently with renewed hunger, glistening wickedly.
“Get over here, you fucking whore.”
At his words, with his cock already pushed between the bars, Eum Gyoryeong staggered to her feet and pressed herself against the iron, wrapping her arms around his neck. The enormous cock pressed hard against her belly. She breathed it in deeply—the scent of a man, the raw musk of a male.
“Ha, haa… Haaaa……”
With a completely melted expression, Eum Gyoryeong exhaled hot, needy breaths. Her tongue slipped out between her parted lips, wriggling seductively in front of his face as if it wanted to lick him. If this woman wasn’t a demoness, who possibly could be? He liked her immensely.
Grab.
Jeonghu reached both hands through the bars and seized her ass. The perfect size and springy texture filled his palms. After kneading it roughly several times, he lifted her clean off the ground. Eum Gyoryeong’s body rose until her pelvis aligned with his waist.
He pulled her close.
“Aah, ah……”
Her breasts squished against the iron bars, bulging obscenely to either side. Her spread legs clung to the bars. Her martial artist’s body was incredibly flexible. Her fully exposed pussy hovered just above his lower abdomen.
Squish…
Jeonghu bent his knees slightly and pressed the fat glans against her dripping entrance. He rubbed it up and down, coating himself in her slick heat. Anyone who wasn’t a virgin could have found the hole just from the way her folds clung to the head. Then he thrust upward with powerful force.
Sluuuuurp— Plunge!
“Ahaaahhhng……!!”
The heavy cock forced her pussy open and drove straight to the deepest part in one brutal stroke. Eum Gyoryeong screamed in ecstasy. Her arms around his neck tightened reflexively like a vice. Her spread legs opened even wider, toes curling upward so hard they looked ready to snap. The breasts crushed against the bars mashed against his chest.
Plunge-plunge, thrust-thrust! Squish-squish, smack-smack!
“Aahk, ahaaak…! What do I do, it feels so good, so fucking good……!”
Jeonghu held her ass suspended in the air and kept yanking her down onto him, pounding without restraint. She had clearly taken countless cocks before, yet Eum Gyoryeong’s pussy was extraordinary—whether by natural talent or training from devouring so many men. It felt like forcing open the tiny mouth of a snake and shoving inside. The way it clamped down was unreal.
It wasn’t just the tightness. The rippling contractions that gripped him from root to tip, the crushing pressure that felt like being swallowed by a massive python—it was perfect.
“Huk, huk, you fucking bitch, your pussy is so goddamn delicious. You love getting fucked by me, don’t you, slut? You’re creaming all over my cock.”
Smack-smack! Thud-thud, bang-bang, squelch-squelch-squelch…!
“Ahaaang! Aahng…! Your cock is so fucking good, aahk! Shit, it’s the best…! I’m losing my mind, haang! What do I do, I’m going completely crazy……!!”
Held in midair, every time Jeonghu slammed into her, Eum Gyoryeong bucked her hips in response, moaning wildly. Their tongues tangled like mating snakes, slurping and twisting together.
The shaking hips of the Southern Flower Demoness—the man-eating flower—and the savage thrusts of Hwangbo Jeonghu, the very incarnation of lust. It was impossible to tell who was devouring whom. Their violent, sticky collision seemed endless. They looked like they were consuming each other.
“Baby, aahk! Baby—! I really, hk! Love it, I love it so much—! I, I’m gonna cum…! Ahaaahhhng!!”
With only the iron bar between them, their bodies slapped together wetly. Scorching heat filled the air, devouring every drop of moisture.
“Huk, huk huk! Fuck, I’m cumming!”
“Cum for me! Ahaaak! Fill my pussy up, flood me…!!”
Flesh slapped against flesh. The wet smacking sounds grew even louder. Jeonghu yanked her ass down hard, burying the tip of his cock in the deepest place no one had ever reached, and unleashed thick spurts of cum.
“Aahk! Ahaaak……!!”
Her spread legs opened impossibly wide, trembling violently as if in seizure. Her beautiful face went completely slack, eyes rolling upward. Even in that state she looked unbearably erotic.
The sharp slapping sounds gradually turned into slow, sticky squelches.
Squelch… squelch… squelch… squelch… squelch……
The rhythm slowed, the sounds grew softer, until finally—
Sluuuuurp.
With the sound of something massive being pulled free, it stopped.
When Jeonghu lowered her limp body, Eum Gyoryeong collapsed onto the floor with a wet thud.
“Hak… Huaak, huaaak…”
She panted harshly, her body twitching intermittently. She had reached a perfect, shattering climax.
“Haa… You fucking bitch, that was so goddamn delicious……”
Jeonghu looked down at Eum Gyoryeong sprawled on the floor, still lost in the aftershocks of orgasm, and stroked his cock up and down. It was slick with semen and her juices. He pulled his pants back up without a shred of reluctance and left the dungeon. His steps as he climbed the stairs were remarkably light.
Screeech… Bang.
From far away came the sound of an iron door opening and slamming shut. Every time the collapsed Eum Gyoryeong twitched, her pussy lips parted and thick, whitish semen flowed out in reverse.
The Southern Flower Demoness, Eum Gyoryeong. In her previous life she had been called Lee So-jin—a woman who had experienced reincarnation and remembered her past existence. She had once dreamed of a happy family, but after poisoning her violently obsessive and delusional husband, she received a life sentence. Imprisoned in a women’s prison during the prime of her thirties, ten years passed and she became a middle-aged woman in her forties. How desperately she must have longed for a man.
A woman ripening without ever tasting male essence. More time passed, and she reached her fifties… As she lay dying from illness, filled with the regret of If I had known it would end like this, I should have fucked as much as I wanted when I had the chance… she closed her eyes for the last time—only to awaken in the body of Eum Gyoryeong, second-generation disciple of the Yohwa Sect.
A completely different world. Reincarnation, possession, or perhaps simply remembering her past life. To her, who had been given a new existence after so much regret and longing, the exact nature of it didn’t matter. Her only complaint was that every member of this place, just like the women’s prison, was female.
Innate instinct and talent. The desires and cravings accumulated over twenty years dramatically deepened her shallow understanding of chaeum-boyang-sul, the Yin-absorbing Yang-nourishing technique. She achieved accomplishments that stood out among her peer disciples. Her internal energy remained weak, but that couldn’t be helped. The martial arts she practiced required her to seek men and absorb their yang, yet there wasn’t a single man in the entire sect.
That, too, had been the Yohwa Sect’s intention. They captured young girls of exceptional beauty, awakened them to carnal pleasure, and cultivated an insatiable greed for men. Long for them. Never fear them. They are nothing but food to fill your belly… Swallow them, devour them, seek them endlessly.
The time for a disciple of the Yohwa Sect to step into the Murim was exactly then. Five years after reaching adulthood in this new life, Eum Gyoryeong left the sect. As if releasing all the pent-up resentment from her previous existence, she fucked every man who caught her eye, seduced martial artists, stole their energy, and roamed the world at will.
Until she was captured by Hwangbo Jin, she had been an object of both terror and yearning for countless men. Now, after one year locked inside this dungeon, she had become nothing more than Hwangbo Jeonghu’s personal cum-dump.