Night Play with Cheong-ui Gongja (2)
Night Play with Cheong-ui Gongja (2)
A few days ago.
From early morning, Muk Seo-ah was deep in thought, agonizing over and over.
Her relationship with Cheong-ui Gongja had become stiff and awkward. The moment they ran into each other, their bodies froze, they exchanged clumsy greetings, and then hurriedly parted ways.
It was because every time they saw each other's face, the events at that slave market came rushing back.
Cheong-ui Gongja mistakenly believed he had erased Muk Seo-ah's memories with his spell, but Muk Seo-ah's memories were perfectly intact.
The slave contract had been shattered by Cheonaeyuseon the instant it tried to enter Muk Seo-ah's mind. Cheong-ui Gongja's talisman had failed to take effect.
Muk Seo-ah chewed on her nails. Honestly, he's a guy. So what if they skip the greetings?
Muk Seo-ah had always exorcised alone. Other exorcists were just occasional partners when hunting yokai.
However, this time was different—she had undeniably benefited greatly from Cheong-ui Gongja's help.
Of course, it wasn't something she couldn't have handled alone. If Cheong-ui Gongja hadn't helped, she would have just had to put up with the embarrassment a bit longer before escaping.
Umjil. Recalling the slave market made Muk Seo-ah's body heat up.
Muk Seo-ah's body sensitivity rose in proportion to her arousal level. It was Paviya's curse.
Lately, Muk Seo-ah had been feeling a sense of crisis.
There was no real threat to her life. But a crisis to her identity occasionally washed over her. Whenever that happened, she forced herself to act manly and rough, diverting her thoughts elsewhere.
It was the same now. Muk Seo-ah unwittingly recalled hanging upside down and climaxing.
Once the thought ignited, she couldn't control it. Just remembering sent faint waves of pleasure through her entire body.
It all felt as vivid as if it had happened yesterday.
Her drunken, hazy vision, her body burning hot. Even her legs twisting desperately, aching to climax without her realizing it.
Juruk. A single drop of fluid trickled down Muk Seo-ah's thigh. She'd only been lost in thought alone in her room, but her underwear was already soaked enough for liquid to run down her legs.
'...This is seriously dangerous?'
Muk Seo-ah 'had been' a man. Moreover, a man with more knowledge about sex than the people of this world.
She hadn't lived immersed in porn, but as an adult man from Earth, she couldn't possibly be ignorant of various sexual knowledge.
This was an eroge world. Muk Seo-ah examined her body and considered one possibility.
Looking in the mirror, she saw her dazed, flushed expression and her stiffly erect nipples.
'No way, do women in this world have heat cycles?'
It was entirely possible. While living as Mukmyeong, she hadn't had time to observe women. She'd been busy slaughtering dangerous yokai amid sprays of blood.
So it was just a hypothesis. Eroge worlds had all sorts of absurd elements. Humans don't have heat cycles normally, but who knows here.
In fact, humans in this world didn't have heat cycles either, but Muk Seo-ah was convinced by her reflection in the mirror.
She looked a total mess. Come to think of it, she'd masturbated yesterday. Several times, actually—she'd passed out midway and lost count.
'As expected, women in this world have heat cycles.'
Muk Seo-ah decided to be careful not to get swept up in pointless lust until the heat cycle passed.
Humans don't have heat cycles. However, Muk Seo-ah didn't consider the possibility that she herself might just be in heat.
Because there was no way that could be true. Mukmyeong, who had lived her whole life as a man and received the admiration of all, would never voluntarily get swept up in sexual desire.
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"Huu, hu... hahaha..."
Muk Seo-ah exhaled hot breaths. To avoid getting swept up in her heat cycle, she hadn't masturbated.
Since returning from the slave market, she'd only done it once, massively, and hadn't touched her genitals even once after that.
Her breasts swelled greatly, and her pussy dripped hot fluids, but Muk Seo-ah hadn't even glanced at it, let alone touched it with a fingertip.
Anyway, once she killed the Yao King, she'd return to her original body. A woman's masturbation brought far stronger pleasure than as a man—beyond imagination. Getting used to that stimulation would only make things troublesome when she went back.
'I even got involved with the Lord-nim. Soon I'll be facing upper-class yokai too. If I keep pushing forward, I can reach the Yao King. It's not far. This woman's body will be gone in a few months...'
That was when it happened.
As Muk Seo-ah sat in the dining hall zoning out, men swarmed around her. Most asked her name or offered drinks.
By Muk Seo-ah's standards, it was vulgar human hunting—hunting, in modern terms. Normally, she'd have coldly rejected them.
But the current Muk Seo-ah was different. As men gathered around, her gaze naturally drifted to their crotches. She could see heavy cocks.
Even when asked her name, Muk Seo-ah stared blankly with half-lidded eyes.
The men trying to pick up women in a brothel were pros, so to speak.
Most buff men who came to brothels were skilled at handling women.
Not just verbal persuasion, but playing a woman in bed—they were experts.
The brothel men could tell at a glance.
They sensed the vibe from Muk Seo-ah that she'd fall easily, along with the aroused female scent wafting from her, and approached.
"Hey, miss? Can you hear me? A pretty young lady like you, why come to the dining hall all lonely by yourself? Come to my room for a drink."
One man grabbed Muk Seo-ah's wrist and pulled. A middle-aged man with a large gold necklace. His skin was dark, and he was burly.
The other men clicked their tongues in frustration and gave up. Defeated in the male competition.
The middle-aged man draped his thick arm over Muk Seo-ah's shoulder and easily pulled the staggering Muk Seo-ah into his embrace, with no real resistance.
Muk Seo-ah's ample breasts squished against the man's abs. His hand skillfully slid down to tickle her lower back.
"Hyaahuh?!"
In that instant, Muk Seo-ah shuddered violently and collapsed to the floor.
Even the man who touched her was taken aback. The other men in the dining hall all heard the lewd moan burst from Muk Seo-ah's mouth.
The brief confusion faded, and a triumphant smile spread across the man's face.
Not just beautiful, but hypersensitive too—a top-tier woman. The man helped Muk Seo-ah up, wrapped an arm around her waist, and chuckled.
"You must've been really lonely. No more eating alone from now on—hang out with me. I'll make it so fun you'll never forget."
"Who says she's alone?"
At that moment, a young man descended from the second-floor stairs.
A man in a bamboo hat scanned the dining hall, his blue robe fluttering. Cheong-ui Gongja strode down the stairs and stood facing the man holding Muk Seo-ah.
"This woman had an appointment with me. We were supposed to meet here."
"Haha, Exorcist-nim. Good one. I clearly saw the lady alone."
"Does she look like the only exorcist to you? That woman is an exorcist too."
The man was startled. The first-floor dining hall was for outside guests staying briefly.
He too had come to enjoy women after hearing this brothel had good stuff.
To him as an outsider, Muk Seo-ah didn't look like an exorcist.
A woman who seemed like she'd crumble at a touch and submit to cock—an exorcist? The man broke into a cold sweat.
"I've said my piece, so leave. We have business among our own. Muk Cheoja, come here."
Only then did Muk Seo-ah snap out of it, her face flushing red.
She escaped the dining hall men's clutches. Embarrassed, Muk Seo-ah walked with her head down.
As Cheong-ui Gongja went up the stairs, he chattered beside her.
"'The body is a gift from one's parents.' You need to cherish your body more. Even the wise can lose their minds to desire when faced with tempting sights, as the ancient saying 'seeing begets desire' goes..."
Cheong-ui Gongja clicked his tongue. Muk Seo-ah was too embarrassed to lift her face.
She'd suffered all sorts of humiliations because of the Yao King, and today's humiliation was because of the Yao King too.
If it were Mukmyeong's body, she wouldn't have faced such shame. Hatred for the Yao King blazed.
Muk Seo-ah looked up at Cheong-ui Gongja. His earlobes were red.
Ah, maybe she's not the only one embarrassed. Realizing the uptight Cheong-ui Gongja was avoiding her gaze brought a strange delight to Muk Seo-ah's heart.
Muk Seo-ah teased Cheong-ui Gongja.
It felt completely different from teasing another man. At least in terms of playful teasing, a woman's body had the advantage over a man's.
"You're talking about 'seeing begets desire.' So you're saying I stimulated your desire?"
Cheong-ui Gongja stiffened. A smile spread across Muk Seo-ah's lips.
A faint heat circulated through Muk Seo-ah's body. A mischievous smile formed naturally, and she poked at the rigid Cheong-ui Gongja with words.
"What did I do? What desire?"
"No, that's... um."
Cheong-ui Gongja malfunctioned. In the end, Muk Seo-ah couldn't hold back her laughter.
Was it because they were both men? Cheong-ui Gongja's flustered feelings were obvious.
"Why are you stuttering like that?"
"Stuttering? What do you mean?"
"You're such a stiff."
Muk Seo-ah laughed lightly, tapped Cheong-ui Gongja's back, and walked on. Unexpectedly, his back was firm. Muk Seo-ah fanned her inexplicably heated face.
Then, Cheong-ui Gongja grabbed her wrist from behind.
Startled, Muk Seo-ah looked up at Cheong-ui Gongja. He was a head taller. As a man, Muk Seo-ah had been bigger, but not now. Surprised, she looked up and then averted her eyes without thinking.
Cheong-ui Gongja was close.
"Of course you stimulate desire. You really don't know? Do I have to tell you how others see you?"
Half a step away. If he came closer suddenly, their chests would touch. She couldn't resist. Muk Seo-ah instinctively stepped back, but the corridor wall was behind her.
Heat rose to her face. Cheong-ui Gongja feigned reaching for her face, then suddenly pulled back.
"If you get it, cherish your body more. You don't have to be swayed by others' gazes, but at least be mindful of them."
Thump thump. Muk Seo-ah's heart plummeted. The brief tingling sensation shot through her spine like electricity.
Muk Seo-ah shuddered as if shaking it off and threw a fist at Cheong-ui Gongja's solar plexus.
"Huaaaah!"
"This guy's totally insane!"
She hit Cheong-ui Gongja. There was no real reason, so her punch lacked power. It was just theater to hide her jumble of emotions.
The awkwardness, the strange shame, the odd sensation of 'I couldn't resist him'...
Muk Seo-ah stormed angrily to her room. Her footsteps thudded down the corridor.
The moment she entered her room, her body was so hot she undid her robe ties. Her collar parted, exposing her upper breasts, and the heat escaped.
Sweat beaded in Muk Seo-ah's cleavage. An unknown fluid—sweat or something else—trickled down her inner thighs. Her underwear was soaked with steamy wetness.
"Ha... fuck."
She chugged from a water bottle.
That night, Muk Seo-ah masturbated seven times in a row before falling asleep.
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One night. At the Shinjakdu Faction's hideout.
Men had gathered inside the tiled house. They gang-raped a single woman, laying her this way and that. The young woman let out moans.
The more she did, the Shinjakdu Faction members hardened their cocks and thrust violently until she convulsed repeatedly in climax.
"Huuugh, haaaang!"
"What's with this bitch? She's just a normal person."
"Dunno. Name's Yeong Yeonju or something. Came here on her own. Said she got screwed over by our slave market and wanted compensation?"
"If she came alone, she must want to get fucked. Is she stupid?"
The room was thick with cigarette smoke. Yeong Yeonju had been rescued thanks to the Lord-nim, but her body had been trained in a frame. Since then, she'd never climaxed even once. Her body, tamed in the slave market, couldn't cum from ordinary pleasure anymore.
After investigating, Yeong Yeonju learned the slave market was backed by the Shinjakdu Faction. So she'd come to confront those who turned her into this.
The result: captured by the gang members and cumming endlessly.
"Haaang, huaaha...!"
"Hey, say it. You came back wanting to be a slave again, right?"
"No. That's not...!"
"Then why'd you come alone?"
"Th-that's..."
Plung. As the cock thrust deep, Yeong Yeonju let out a high-pitched moan.
She couldn't speak as cocks mercilessly pounded her front and back.
In one corner of the room where she was being raped sat a burly middle-aged man. Mo Seong-gil, boss of the Shinjakdu Faction, watched Yeong Yeonju climax and exhaled cigarette smoke.
"Listen up, boys. For the next couple months, don't go whoring around—just fuck this bitch and live. The new Lord-nim's shaking us down like lice. Time to lay low."
Mo Seong-gil rose his heavy body and approached Yeong Yeonju. He stepped on the back of her neck, forcing her face-down. Yeong Yeonju twitched her ass at the heavy foot's pressure.
"Fuck... that bastard Guk Sun. Thought he had yokai backing him, but he croaked in an instant. Whatever. We'll call it even with this flesh toilet we scored."
Things had gone wrong. The slave market was busted, and Guk Sun, who backed the Shinjakdu Faction, was dead. They weren't a big organization.
If this continued, the faction's survival was at risk.
To vent his frustrations, Mo Seong-gil toyed with Yeong Yeonju. Cumming in her mouth and using her tongue as an ashtray, etc. The rougher he treated her, the more intense pleasure she felt, squirting wildly.
It was while over twenty grown men were taking turns gang-raping Yeong Yeonju.
Druruk. The room door opened.
A woman with silky black hair covering her nose entered.
"Ugh, the smell. You guys were Guk Sun's underlings, right?"
The men's eyes went wide. This was the Shinjakdu Faction's secret hideout. They'd only brought Yeong Yeonju, so no one should know.
Had the Lord-nim's pursuit already caught up? No.
The black-haired woman wasn't wearing magistrate office robes.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Air this place out. Bitch sweat and cum stench is no joke. It's getting me horny too..."
The woman entered barefoot in stockings. Her round red eyes scanned the Shinjakdu Faction members.
Seeing her stroll in like it was her own bedroom, one man sneered.
He was the Shinjakdu Faction's action captain. He cracked his knuckles and stood, his massive cock dangling.
He strode over and grabbed the black-haired woman's breast.
Her waist immediately arched back.
"Haaaang? Uhhk, haaah!"
"What the fuck, this bitch. Super sensitive. Whoever you are, a woman coming alone to a place like this..."
The black-haired woman trembled with delight, smiling lewdly. As she moaned, she grabbed the arm of the man groping her breast.
Yeong Yeonju's eyes met hers.
She knew that face. The woman imprisoned with her in the slave market. But the one who lured everyone to the vent and into the trap.
Yeong Yeonju snapped to attention and yelled at her.
"You...! Because of you, everyone...!"
"Ahhat, sorry. But if I'd left you alone, you all would've gotten out safe. There were only three exorcists there. I just really wanted to play slave games with you guys."
A pair of rabbit ears sprouted above the woman's head. She looked at the man kneading her breast and made a hand seal.
Her fingers twisted grotesquely backward, and black rabbits flew in from somewhere.
A horde of black-furred, red-eyed rabbits devoured the man's body in an instant. The action captain was gnawed away, leaving only his cock.
The woman dropped her disguise, revealing her rabbit ears, and swung her hand. An invisible massive mortar pestle pulverized the three nearest men.
The room was splattered with blood. The rabbit horde devoured the pestle-crushed corpses.
The woman beamed and sat facing the frozen Shinjakdu Faction boss.
"Hello. I'm Ok Tokki. You worked under Guk Sun, so you can handle my job well, right?"
Ok Tokki pulled an ink scroll from her bosom and tossed it. It depicted Muk Seo-ah.
From when she was locked in the room with others at the slave market, eating aphrodisiac-laced food and going into heat.
Muk Seo-ah hadn't noticed Ok Tokki capturing her image. She was pretty aroused at the time.
Ok Tokki trembled all over, staring at the inked Muk Seo-ah. The female yokai wore an intensely excited expression.
"Bring me this person."
"Wh-who the hell is th-this...?"
"Exorcist. Name's Muk Seo-ah. First time seeing someone this slutty. I wanna play with her so bad—turn her into a slave and bring her."
"No way. How are we supposed to catch an exorcist—"
Ok Tokki reached out. The boss's arm turned squishy like dough.
As he screamed, Ok Tokki covered her rabbit ears like it was annoying.
"Ears are sensitive, so don't yell. Scream again and you're dead? Not asking for freebies. The problem's that Yi Ga-hyeon magistrate, right? I'll take care of that Lord-nim."
Ok Tokki restored the boss's arm.
She smiled sweetly, her two ears perking up. She glanced at Yeong Yeonju, then spoke to the boss again.
"I'd love to do it myself, but yokai like me can't move freely. You guys are the experts at handling women, so help me out."
The Shinjakdu Faction members remained rigid, unable to respond readily.
Muk Seo-ah—a newbie exorcist whose name wasn't well-known, but still an exorcist. They had to hesitate.
Seeing no enthusiasm from the men, Ok Tokki pondered, then raised her arms and shouted.
"Fine, whatever. I'm a yokai who knows how to give carrots. I'll let you fuck this village's Lord-nim. Deal?"
The boss's expression changed. His eyes bulged.
Yi Ga-hyeon magistrate. A young woman who arrogantly had no mate despite her position.
The petite woman had captured over half their members. Because of her, the Shinjakdu Faction faced ruin.
Revenge on the organization. The boss recalled Yi Ga-hyeon magistrate's businesslike face and got hard.
The other men thought the same. Time to teach the Lord-nim: you're not a government official, just a mere woman.
Seeing their faces, Ok Tokki smiled brightly.
"Alright, nice doing business with you."
That was when it happened. The world darkened, and Ok Tokki fell into a bizarre space.
A woman stood before her. Her sharp eyes looked down at Ok Tokki arrogantly.
"Ok Tokki, you planning to kill that exorcist?"
Ok Tokki looked up. The surrounding air was cold and heavy. Seeing the woman, her heart shrank in dread.
She recognized her instantly.
"Y-Yao King? Really turned into a woman like the rumors? Hunting upper-class yokai, huh. My turn now?"
"Answer the question."
"Spare me, yeah? You like that exorcist? Wasn't gonna kill her. She's just so slutty-looking, thought I'd ruin her a bit..."
"Kill her. Play with her after."
The Yao King commanded. For a mere newbie exorcist, it was odd for the Yao King to personally intervene.
Ok Tokki bowed her head, then blurted out.
"Why not do it yourself...?"
"Hmph, you think I'd dirty my hands on trash like that?"
"The Yao King's weakened, huh? Right?"
Ok Tokki smirked slyly. Her rabbit ears perked. She covered her mouth slightly. The Yao King frowned. She could see the agitation.
"No way. Those rumors are true? Lost to Mukmyeong! Turned into a woman and lost your power? Explains why you've been fucking upper-class yokai lately. Yin absorption technique, eh?"
"Your tongue's too long."
The Yao King gestured. An invisible force tightly strangled Ok Tokki's neck. Ok Tokki gagged but kept her faint smile. She was secretly enjoying this.
"Keh, kehek. Y-Yao King. You've gotten so pretty. You were scary as a man... Can't we just be friends?"
"I can kill you anytime. Kill Muk Seo-ah within seven days. Fail, and you die by my hand."
The darkness filling the space lifted. Ok Tokki exhaled her blocked breath and looked at where the Yao King had vanished.
Back to the normal room. The Shinjakdu Faction men stared at the gasping Ok Tokki.
Ok Tokki was certain.
The Yao King avoids the exorcist Muk Seo-ah. Yet wants her dead too. Why? Weird. For a mere newbie low-class exorcist.
Ok Tokki looked at the Shinjakdu Faction members and smiled wearily.
"...Capture Muk Seo-ah."
The Yao King's weakened. Can't beat her alone yet. Three, maybe. Ok Tokki hatched a scheme.
In her mind, lewd fantasies unfolded of that haughty, arrogant Yao King on her knees.