The Nun's Secret Bliss
Seong Sugyeong lay gracefully on the bed, her waist exposed to the cool air.
Suhyun placed his hand on her most sensitive spot.
“This is the most painful for you, isn’t it?”
“Ah… well, it does hurt a bit there. How did you know?”
“Yes. It’s obvious. As I told you, I’m a skilled masseur. Then, I’ll start by loosening your waist.”
Her waist was full of stagnant qi.
Medically speaking, it was a massive amount of inflammation.
At this level, moving her waist would bring intense pain with every motion.
This much rest for just three weeks should improve it a lot…
Seong Sugyeong’s chronic back pain had come from labor.
She couldn’t afford to rest because she was the only manager at the orphanage.
How much pain has she endured all this time?
Was she forcing herself to bear it?
Or had she grown numb to the agony?
A bitter feeling rose in Suhyun’s chest.
The reason Seong Sugyeong had endured such pain was, after all, because of children like him from the orphanage.
“Ah… Su-Suhyun-ah.”
With Suhyun’s gentle touch, Seong Sugyeong let out a pleasant voice.
This was her first professional massage, so she hadn’t realized it could feel this good.
The first obscene sound from a nun who had taken vows.
“It feels refreshing, doesn’t it? You can make sounds. It’s natural.”
“Really…?”
“Yes. And it’s even better because I can tell whether you’re making sounds because it feels good.”
“R-really. Ah… Aah…”
Suhyun gently kneaded Seong Sugyeong’s waist.
Her condition was different from the customers he had seen in Seoul.
There was a difference in degree, but the daytime customers had mostly accumulated excessive qi with poor circulation.
In those cases, absorbing the excess qi through dual cultivation would solve everything.
But with Seong Sugyeong, it was the opposite.
The qi in her body was at the bare minimum level needed to sustain life.
There was strength in the muscles, but the lack of qi left her skin and muscles lacking elasticity.
That was why she looked older than her actual age.
Injecting strong power or internal energy into such a body would only cause harm.
It could sever blood vessels or cause internal injury.
So Suhyun was massaging with maximum gentleness.
It was harder than applying force.
He had to maintain softness while providing just enough refreshing warmth to loosen the muscles and acupoints.
“Huu…”
“Does it feel refreshing?”
“U-well, it does… Ah… Um.”
Seong Sugyeong was desperately holding back her moans.
Even though Suhyun had said it was natural for a son-like figure to make sounds.
No matter how she thought about it, making such obscene sounds in front of her son-like Suhyun felt strange.
But she couldn’t ignore his dedication.
Seong Sugyeong endured her moans and praised him.
“J-just got my certification… and your hand feels… Haaaaat♡”
Seong Sugyeong couldn’t finish her sentence.
Suddenly, a strong sensation surged in, and she cried out.
Should she call it pleasure?
As a nun serving the Lord, could she even use such words?
But this feeling was definitely…
“Aaaah♡ Su-Suhyun-ah♡ Aaaaa♡”
She could no longer continue her thoughts.
Every time Suhyun’s hand passed along her spine, intense sensations raced through Seong Sugyeong’s body.
Waist, back, neck, head.
And soon Suhyun was touching her buttocks and kneading her thighs.
“Aaaaa♡ T-this…♡ Aaaah♡ Haaan♡”
Her panties were wet.
It wasn’t urine.
Seong Sugyeong knew exactly what this sensation was.
Sometimes she had lewd dreams, and in the morning her panties would be damp.
Every time, she had prayed for forgiveness to the Lord.
But now, with Suhyun’s hand like a son…
“It feels refreshing, doesn’t it?”
“Haa…♡ Haa…♡”
Suhyun asked, but Seong Sugyeong couldn’t answer.
The synergy of Bicheon-gong’s effects and Suhyun’s divine massage had turned the chaste nun into a panting woman.
It was unavoidable.
Suhyun only knew Bicheon-gong.
And he didn’t think it was a bad thing.
Feeling good was always right.
Moreover, it could temporarily relieve her long-standing back pain and muscle aches.
Good.
After finishing the massage, Suhyun checked Seong Sugyeong’s body again.
The effect of his dedication was visible; elasticity and vitality flowed through her entire body, unlike before.
But this is temporary.
Seong Sugyeong’s illness had been caused by a lack of qi in her body.
If she continued working without rest like now, she would return to her original state soon.
Since the muscles are soft, the blood vessels are soft too.
Today Suhyun had absorbed six bowls of qi accumulated from over-nutrition.
A small amount of internal energy, but better than nothing.
It wasn’t enough for Chugung-gwahyeol, but it was sufficient to inject some qi.
As close as possible to natural qi…
Suhyun placed his hand on the waist just above Seong Sugyeong’s buttocks, who was lying prone.
And slowly injected qi.
“Aaaaaat…”
Strange.
Just his hand touching below the waist made the feeling too good.
He seemed to be addicted to the pleasant sensation.
With this much, it should be fine for a while. If I massage a few more times, she’ll feel better.
After injecting the qi, Suhyun sucked in the yin energy generated during the massage.
With the yin energy that was the cause of pleasure gone, Seong Sugyeong’s panting breathing gradually stabilized.
Even seeing that, Suhyun didn’t think it was strange.
The director was a biological woman.
Even if a nun, she would feel pleasure due to the stimulation from Bicheon-gong.
And he didn’t think that was bad.
It was only natural for humans to enjoy pleasure, and pleasure is a good feeling.
“Since we’re at it, I’ll also do a face acupoint massage. Please turn over.”
“N-now?”
Seong Sugyeong, who had let out a sigh, was startled.
Could she turn her body now?
She knew it was embarrassing to say, but her panties were wet and her nipples were erect.
She thought the nun’s habit was thick enough so it wouldn’t show, but still, better to be sure.
“Yes. It’s a massage that restores skin elasticity. It will be effective, so please.”
At Suhyun’s urging, Seong Sugyeong turned her body.
Fortunately, Suhyun didn’t notice her physical changes.
It’s been a while since I’ve used Juan-sul.
Juan-sul removes wrinkles and increases skin elasticity.
The reason it’s classified as a technique rather than martial art is because besides making one look younger, it has no other effects.
Nevertheless, Juan-sul has been loved since the beginning of the murim world.
Seong Sugyeong was a murim person but also a woman.
It was a woman’s instinct to always want to be beautiful and pretty.
And Suhyun, the lust demon, was also learning Juan-sul.
It’s an undeniable fact that appearance is included in a man’s attractiveness, not just women.
So Suhyun had learned some Juan-sul.
Goryeol blood, Seungjang blood, Dongja blood, Cheonggung blood, Influence blood, Gwonryeol blood.
These are the main acupoints when using Juan-sul.
By stimulating the 16 acupoints distributed on the face in order, wrinkles improve and skin elasticity increases.
If you also inject the remaining qi, the effect is more pronounced.
“It’s finished.”
All thirty minutes of massage were over.
Because he had used almost all his internal energy, Suhyun was sweating profusely.
When Seong Sugyeong saw him get up and saw that, she should have felt guilty.
Her son-like Suhyun had sweated a lot while diligently massaging, but as a nun, she was feeling pleasure and having lewd thoughts.
“Was it too much trouble? Is massage usually this hard?”
“It wasn’t this hard originally. But since I’m doing it for the director, I did my best. How’s your body? Does it feel easier to move?”
“Oh my… Really, how is this? My waist doesn’t hurt.”
Seong Sugyeong got up from her seat and checked her body everywhere.
Her always aching waist, and the shoulders and neck that felt like they were stuck, no longer hurt.
It felt like she had returned to her twenties.
And the surprising thing didn’t end there.
“Look at the mirror, director.”
In the mirror Suhyun brought, she looked ten years younger.
“This… me?”
The work at the orphanage is tough.
She had to take care of over thirty children alone.
Physical labor plus mental stress.
Every time, she prayed to God and endured.
It was a noble mission.
There was no greater joy than taking care of the children.
So she set aside her appearance as a woman.
It wasn’t something she should strive for as a nun.
But that was just a mindset built through self-cultivation and practice.
Human instincts and instincts couldn’t be deleted, even if hidden.
Even in Seong Sugyeong’s heart, the instinct as a woman remained.
The woman’s heart burst with joy when she saw the mirror.
“You’re pretty. Director.”
“What are you saying…?”
“Really. And thank you. For raising me well. I’ll repay you by being filial now. If you get another four massages, the pain will all go away and your skin will return to when you were in your twenties.”
“Even just saying that, I’m really grateful. Suhyun-ah. But is massage this effective?”
“Of course, if done properly. And it seems like I’m bragging, but my massage skills are really good.”
“Hoho ho. It seems really like that. My body feels like it’s been reborn.”
After Seong Sugyeong’s massage ended and she ate dinner, Suhyun prepared to return to Seoul.
Seong Sugyeong told him to sleep, but he delayed.
Because the money from selling colpoplasty in Suwon was almost gone.
It was time to make money.
***
The massage parlor was open twenty-four hours.
In Seoul, which boasted expensive land prices, the rent was also high.
So it was good to operate twenty-four hours and minimize losses.
And since it was twenty-four hours, the customer base varied by time.
In the morning and early morning, there were many housewives and college students.
At lunchtime, there were company workers who took a short break.
And in the early morning after midnight, there were many young women in their twenties.
The so-called sex workers.
Ryu Yena was one of those women in the entertainment industry.
Women who sold smiles and bodies.
But Ryu Yena boasted that she was different from other sex workers.
She at least didn’t sell her body.
She just received appropriate compensation, listened to stories, and smiled.
Yes.
Ryu Yena was a staff member at the bar.
But saying she worked at the bar made it sound like she was in the entertainment industry, which annoyed her a bit.
She served drinks and talked, but worked in a normal place where no touching was allowed.
Ah, my head hurts.
She had drunk several high-proof cocktails due to the customer’s insistence, and her head hurt from a hangover.
It was unavoidable if she worked at the bar.
She had to increase sales and please the customers.
But that didn’t mean she wasn’t in a bad mood.
Moreover, there were more stress factors.
The lewd gazes of men staring at her in her provocative dress.
Not subtly looking, but openly staring at her cleavage, waist line, hips, and so on.
Such stress factors didn’t easily become familiar.
On top of that, on days when weirdos came, it was likely to be a terrible day.
And today was such a day when weirdos came.
There are so many trash guys.
Ryu Yena was working at a modern bar, not a seated bar.
Unlike seated bars with rooms, in modern bars the bartender didn’t sit next to the customer.
She sat at the chair inside the bar, made cocktails, served drinks, and faced the customer.
But today the weirdo who came drunk a lot made a fuss to sit her next to him.
The boss finally came out to suppress it, but Ryu Yena’s dirty feelings weren’t resolved even then.
Let’s get a massage and loosen up.
Ryu Yena decided to go get a massage to sober up from the alcohol.
It was originally a luxury to enjoy on days when she received a lot of tips.
On days she received a lot of tips, she had received over three hundred thousand won.
But today, since her mood was too dirty, she couldn’t.
“Welcome.”
When she entered the women’s only massage parlor, the male manager greeted her with a stiff smile.
The male and female managers alternated night and morning shifts, and today it was the male manager.
The manager recognized her as a regular customer.
Ryu Yena bowed slightly and naturally picked up the masseur’s name list.
“There’s a new person.”
It wasn’t unusual for masseurs to change often.
This industry was as transient as the entertainment industry.
But Ryu Yena specifically mentioned it because the masseur’s face was handsome.
“Yes. It’s a friend who started yesterday. Still, the skill is good.”
“Hmm. Then I’ll use this person.”
“How would you like the course?”
“Aromatherapy sixty minutes.”
Ryu Yena gave a mischievous smile.
Her mood was bad, and it was good timing.
If she made a mistake during massage or the massage wasn’t done properly, then boom!
Since it was stress from a man, pouring it out on a man wouldn’t be a big mistake.
Ryu Yena made that decision and named Suhyun.