This, Too, Is a Kind of Torture
The woman spent her time in the cold spring in genuine, unguarded comfort. Watching that scene through the window, I rubbed my fingers against my pussy. The stark white marks standing out against her bronze skin were a painting unto themselves.
"Haaaah…♡ Hyaaaahn♥"
Just rubbing my clit and the tender flesh around it was enough to soak the tatami through with my juices.
"I wonder if she even knows… what masturbation is…♡"
To my eye, the woman was thoroughly innocent. She had only just come of age, and until now her focus had been entirely on learning her craft. It was entirely possible she had never even touched herself once.
If she knew nothing, she would naturally assume that emotional intimacy and physical intimacy belonged solely between a man and a woman.
I would teach her that it was possible between women as well. Teach her how to masturbate. Teach her how to caress. And finally, teach her how to have sex.
The thought of molding her exactly as I desired made me so aroused I thought I might lose my mind.
—Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Hyahuhhhk♥ It's too… fucking hot…♡"
Before I knew it, two fingers had sunk deep into my pussy, stroking the walls. Each time they withdrew, my juices came spraying out with them, and my cunt refused to let my fingers go easily.
"Hnhiiit♥ Unnie will… teach you in a way that's easy to understand, Wolhyang…♡"
How delicious would her expression be when everything she had taken for granted was denied? How arousing would it be when she doubted whether this was right, but having no knowledge of her own, had no choice but to follow my instruction?
Every last thing, from one to ten, was the sort of thing that would make her feel the utmost pleasure.
By the time all my lessons were finished, the woman would seek out no one but other women. Even when the time came and her father proposed a match, she would invent every excuse imaginable just to stay in my arms.
"Hyahaaahn♥ I think I'm gonna lose it…♡ It's seriously too… delicious…♡ Hnghiiiiit♥"
—Pshuuuuush!
The instant I pulled my fingers out while pressing down on the upper wall of my pussy, I spread myself wide. Water erupted in a fierce, towering jet.
The spray shot nearly vertical, reaching all the way to the wall across from me and soaking it thoroughly, leaving a long, dark stain across the tatami.
"Hahk… haaah…♡ Chuurp…♡"
Only then did I realize I had been masturbating so lost in my fantasies that I had even drooled. I wiped my mouth clean, then thoroughly cleaned every trace of the mess I had made of the room.
By the time I had straightened my clothes and freshly bound my hair, the woman had finished her pleasant time in the cold spring and come outside.
Watching through the window, I took a yukata and went out to meet her.
"Wolhyang, please put this on."
"Thank you, shrine maiden. Soaking in that cool water has left me feeling so refreshed!"
"It seems you quite enjoy cool things, Wolhyang. Shall I make you some shaved ice, then?"
"Shaved ice? I'd love that! I really, really love shaved ice."
I spread a towel and used it to wrap her body. With another towel, I carefully dried her hair, still wet from the cold water.
"Please follow me. I'll braid your hair for you."
"Wow, you'll do that too? Thank you so much!"
Wrapped in nothing but a towel, she walked ahead. I followed behind her, and once we entered the room I settled behind her as she sat waiting.
I divided her long hair into two sections and began braiding each one, slowly and carefully.
"When I was little, my father used to braid my hair."
"So Master Kim had such a tender side."
"My mother passed away giving birth to me. So Father took on all of her roles and responsibilities himself."
"I see. That must have been difficult."
"The only face of my mother I know is from a single photograph taken when she and Father first met, so I don't really have any particular feelings about her."
I finished braiding all of her hair as I listened to her story. She stood up with a satisfied bounce and offered her thanks. At that movement, the towel covering her body slipped smoothly down and fell onto the tatami.
Finding myself so close to her naked body, I briefly lost my words and could only stare. And once again, my gaze locked onto those stark white marks.
Even among women, one might expect some embarrassment at being seen naked. But she casually bent at the waist and picked up the yukata.
"Wolhyang, might I ask you something that's been on my mind?"
"Yes, shrine maiden. Anything at all."
"I was curious whether the marks on your body came from your time in Changrim."
"Ah, these? I really love the water. Changrim is surrounded by ocean, so whenever I had free time I'd put on a swimsuit and go play in the water."
When I first saw those marks, I had wondered if she had been walking around in nothing but her undergarments. But they were swimsuit tan lines. Swimsuits were not widely known in Cheongyeon yet, so that possibility had not even occurred to me.
"These marks are my original skin color. When I came back to Cheongyeon, Father was so shocked. My skin had gotten so tanned."
"A swimsuit. If I ever have the chance, I'd like to try one on."
"I have a spare swimsuit in my room. I'll bring it next time I come."
"I'm grateful for your kindness."
With that, she would set foot in Wolhyangsa once again. I ought to start thinking ahead about how we would spend our next meeting.
"Then I'll go prepare the shaved ice. Please make yourself comfortable."
"Yes, shrine maiden."
I shaved the ice and poured strawberry syrup over it. It was such a simple treat that it did not take long.
As I carried the finished shaved ice on a tray toward her room, I found her wandering freely along the wooden veranda. She kept looking around as if she found Wolhyangsa quite fascinating.
"Wolhyang, are you curious about Wolhyangsa?"
"Ah, was I wandering around too much?"
"It is my duty to provide a comfortable time to all who set foot in Wolhyangsa. Wandering about is your freedom as well."
"I was curious, thinking that this is where my father and mother met."
She sat down on the veranda, so I sat beside her and offered the shaved ice from the tray. She took a spoonful and let out a little noise as the cold rang through her head, then broke into a bright smile.
"It's so good! You should try some too, shrine maiden."
With that, she held out a spoonful of shaved ice. I was not particularly fond of cold food, but I accepted it at once for the sake of building our relationship.
"It's pleasantly cool."
"Shrine maiden, do you become a shrine maiden by training from a young age?"
"Generally, one enters training between the ages of five and seven."
"That young? Then how old were you when you started, shrine maiden?"
"I entered training at four. From that point on, I was cut off from my parents."
At the mention of being cut off from her parents, she startled and recoiled in shock. That was simply what a shrine maiden was. The first thing one had to achieve was spiritual independence, and so no matter how young, once you entered training you could not feel a parent's embrace until you became a shrine maiden.
"Have you seen your parents' faces since becoming a shrine maiden?"
"About half a year after I became a shrine maiden, I was at another temple. After that, I came to Wolhyangsa."
"So you haven't seen your parents' faces since you were four."
For a shrine maiden to be entrusted with a temple meant her Divine Power was exceptional. And so I had chosen to take charge of a temple rather than see my parents' faces.
"Much like you, Wolhyang, my parents' faces have grown faint now. The time we spent together as well."
"Then you've never even played with friends?"
"I know the meaning of the word play, of course, but I don't know precisely what that act entails. The same is true of friend."
After listening to the end of my story, she fell silent in thought for a moment. Then she suddenly turned her body toward me and tightly clasped both of my hands.
"Shrine maiden, next time I bring the swimsuit, let's play in the water!"
"Play in the water?"
"Yes! Let's splash water on each other in the cold spring and have fun. It'll definitely be a blast!"
It was as if an answer had descended into my mind, which had been puzzling over how we would spend our next time together. I had never played in the water even once, so I did not even know how — but I could grow closer to her by learning one thing at a time.
"Yes, that sounds wonderful. Please teach me when you come next."
She would teach me how to play with a friend, and I would teach her that women could intertwine their bodies with one another. The situation was unfolding even more entertainingly than I had imagined, and a smile rose to my lips.
"I played so much when I was little. So I'll teach you all kinds of games besides just playing in the water."
"Thank you, Wolhyang."
She turned to face forward again, sitting on the veranda, and held out another spoonful of shaved ice to me. As I took it into my mouth, I wrapped my lips and tongue around the spoon as stickily as I possibly could.
A long thread of my saliva stretched between us. She paid it no mind at all as she scooped more shaved ice and brought it to her own mouth.
"Mmm! So good!"
"Will you be remaining in Cheongyeon from now on, Wolhyang?"
"Yes, I'm going to help with my father's work now."
"Then I suppose we'll be seeing each other often."
"I'll come to Wolhyangsa a lot, so let's play together."
"Yes, I'd like that."
Having finished the shaved ice cleanly, she flung the door wide open and rolled around to her heart's content on the tatami. I could tell she had an energetic personality that could not sit still for even a moment.
"This place is so nice. The air is good, and it's so cool!"
"I'm glad it pleases you."
I came into the room and picked up a pillow from the corner. I set it down near her head so she could lie down comfortably.
"I was just getting sleepy. Thank you, shrine maiden."
After tumbling around on the tatami for quite a while, she rested her head on the pillow. She looked at me as she offered her thanks, and I wordlessly let my eyes travel over her body for a moment.
All that vigorous movement had left her yukata half undone. One arm had already slipped free of its sleeve, revealing a breast wrapped in bronze skin and white tan lines, and because she had folded her legs and drawn them up, her white panties were on full, shameless display.
"Would you like to lie down too, shrine maiden?"
"I'm all right."
"It's okay if I sleep here, right?"
"Yes. Rest as long as you wish before you go."
She smiled brightly and slowly closed her eyes. Soon the sound of her even, peaceful breathing reached me. She seemed to be the type who fell asleep the moment her head touched a pillow.
I sat on the tatami and looked down at the woman sleeping so soundly. Her bronze skin, her white tan lines, her white panties — all of it was laid bare, and I thought I might go mad.
"Not yet… not yet."
It was still too soon to lay my hands on her body, so I held down the lust boiling up inside me.
"Haa. This is going to be a problem."
From now on, she would keep showing me these unguarded sides of herself. The thought of having to hold myself back every single time drew a deep sigh from my lips.