Interlude: Raid on the Podocheong (7)
Interlude: Raid on the Podocheong (7)
"One!"
Under the clear blue sky and scorching sunlight, the sound of the cane rang out.
The area in front of the Podocheong was packed with people who had come to watch the flogging.
The commoners, surrounding the wide punishment ground, stared at the criminal undergoing the penalty.
She was once the yeongnim who had ruled over them. The people remembered.
This county's yeongnim was unusually a young woman. Though her body was small, she had a dignified and resolute presence.
That Yi Ga-hyeon was now bound in a pathetic state.
Dressed in white mourning clothes, water had been splashed around her buttocks. With her hands and feet tied, she couldn't even twitch as she lay prostrate.
Yi Ga-hyeon's eyes widened. A thick oak cane fell onto her plump buttocks.
Cheolsseok!
"Huaaang!"
Park Eosa didn't want to punish Yi Ga-hyeon harshly. It was the bureaucracy's tendency to protect their own. But to make it convincing to others, he had sentenced her to fifty strokes of flogging.
He had ordered them to hit lightly so she wouldn't be badly hurt.
That order from Park Eosa turned into poison. It would have been better if they'd hit hard.
A force that was fairly strong but not enough to injure. That ambiguous impact exploded from Yi Ga-hyeon's buttocks with a tingling jolt.
It didn't hurt.
Yi Ga-hyeon's body, already fully conditioned, interpreted most stimuli as pleasure. Even the cane strikes on her ass made her convulse uncontrollably.
"Haaang! No, no waaay...!"
"Two!"
"Ahheueueu-! Kyahaat?!"
"Three!"
"Aaaah! Aaaang! Ahheuhahat! Please stop, haaat?!"
From the fourth stroke, Yi Ga-hyeon's mind broke. With every hit on her ass, her juices squirted out, soaking the wooden frame she was tied to.
As the flogging continued, water droplets splashed up. Yi Ga-hyeon stuck out her tongue, howling like a beast as she climaxed wildly.
"Huaak, haaak! Haaang! Hanyaaaang!"
The commoners watching her punishment had varied reactions. Women mostly grimaced in disgust, while men pretended not to look but most had erections.
It was just a flogging, but Yi Ga-hyeon's reaction was different. Her face wasn't one of pain from the blows. Panting, she sprayed urine from her pussy.
Like someone enjoying intense sex, she shed tears and twitched.
"Uheek, hyaaang! Heueeek!"
"Four!"
"Ahaaaaaak?! Uahaang!!"
Anyone could see she was clearly climaxing—with every strike.
Yi Ga-hyeon's pupils rolled back up and then went slack. With her head drooped, she couldn't make a sound, just trembling violently. The excessive pleasure choked her breath, silencing even her moans.
"Five!"
"...! ......!! ......!!"
"Six!"
"Uheuk. Uh, heu...?! ...! ......!! Ahak, heuk...!"
"Seven!"
"Heukkeu, uh! Uheuhuk. Uh, ha, a. A. Heuak, a! Ehek-"
The entire village's commoners witnessed Yi Ga-hyeon climaxing. Her ass turned bright red, so hot that even a breeze would make her feel it.
The fifty strokes seemed eternal. When the cane had finally struck fifty times, Yi Ga-hyeon's whole body was drenched in sweat and juices, hot steam rising from her skin.
She looked barely alive.
Then, trembling started from her fingertips, spreading convulsions through her entire body.
The afterglow of climax. With no stimulation at all, she panted out slutty moans on her own and pissed herself.
The constables untied the restraints binding her limbs.
Yi Ga-hyeon's body fell from the wooden frame.
She collapsed on the ground, shuddering as she arched her back. Her feet kicked wildly in the air, unable to stay still.
Her arms groped her own breasts frantically like she'd been electrocuted, then went limp as she flailed.
"Uheu, uhek. A... ungaa...! Uung....! Hat...?!"
Seeing this, Park Eosa shook his head from his high chair.
Yi Ga-hyeon was beyond recovery. Flogging was the utmost mercy he could show his already broken junior. Park Eosa ordered the constables.
"Remove the criminal."
The constables dragged Yi Ga-hyeon out and tossed her beyond the Podocheong gates. The commoners standing at the main gate recoiled in surprise.
Yi Ga-hyeon collapsed before them. The petite, pretty woman was rolling her eyes, gurgling, clutching her reddened ass as she convulsed.
Gulp, the male commoners swallowed hard.
She was no longer the yeongnim. Now just a lowly criminal, so whatever they did to her wouldn't cause backlash.
Anyway, if she kept climaxing in this lewd state by the roadside, some passerby would rape her.
In that case, might as well we...
Just as a few male onlookers reached for Yi Ga-hyeon, burly men shoved through the crowd.
They were Sinjakdupa gang members. Ordinary commoners fled at the sight of their tattoos and muscles. The gangsters scooped up Yi Ga-hyeon.
"Yeongnim, if you'd just lain there, the whole village would've gangbanged you. Be grateful we saved you."
"Uheuk, uh. Hehek..."
"Still out of it, heh heh. Let's head home. We'll raise you well as a pet slave from now on."
Two gangsters grabbed Yi Ga-hyeon's arms, supporting her body.
Her body floated up. Limp, she dangled between the two men flanking her.
Another gangster lightly poked her ass with one finger, and Yi Ga-hyeon snapped her head back.
Juices flowed from her pussy.
This time, he gently stroked her reddened ass with his palm. Yi Ga-hyeon swallowed a weird moan, tensing her toes. Just being touched there prolonged the climax sensation.
"Ah, can't hold back."
The man swung his hand hard, slapping her ass with his thick palm.
In that instant, Yi Ga-hyeon's vision went white, tinnitus ringing in her ears.
"Huaahyaaah aaang-!!"
She passed out. When she opened her eyes again, she was inside the Sinjakdupa hideout.
Her arms were chained. Lying on the floor, bound so she couldn't rise.
Several Sinjakdupa gangsters approached her, holding thick-ended wooden switches.
In that brief moment, Yi Ga-hyeon regained her senses.
Back to her original self. Seeing the men about to ravage her, Yi Ga-hyeon gave a bitter smile.
"Fine. You win. I won't resist whatever you do to me. Just one thing—one thing to remember."
Sinjakdupa boss Mo Seong-gil approached holding a bottle of pink liquid. Yi Ga-hyeon continued, eyeing him anxiously.
Poppy essence. The ultimate aphrodisiac made by the yokai Geum-dwaeji. Mo Seong-gil uncorked the bottle.
Yi Ga-hyeon instinctively knew she'd be utterly ruined. Before the aphrodisiac could pour onto her overheated, hypersensitive pussy, she gritted her teeth and shouted one last time.
"You'll pay for your sins with karma, hyaaak?! Aaang...! Uheeut! Huaaang! I was wrong, I'm sorry, nyahaat?! Hunyaaaang!"
They slathered the aphrodisiac over her hot, juice-soaked pussy. Mo Seong-gil slapped and stroked the messy mix a few times with his palm.
Yi Ga-hyeon screamed and clung to him, begging forgiveness. No matter how many times she climaxed, the men just laughed and trained the small, weak girl, never granting mercy.
The caning continued.
This time, not her ass. They struck her pussy, radiating hot heat, with the switches.
The thick-ended wooden switches, like spatulas, smacked against Yi Ga-hyeon's pussy.
"Euthaaaang! Heueueek-!! Stop, stooop!"
The gangsters pinned down the convulsing girl. As her hips bucked wildly, fat Mo Seong-gil mounted her body.
The men took turns caning her pussy. This was way more fun.
While the gangsters enjoyed themselves, Yi Ga-hyeon passed out multiple times from overstimulation, sobbing.
But even fainting wasn't allowed.
A smack on her pussy with the small cane-like switch sent aphrodisiac and juices splashing as droplets, forcibly waking her.
Until Yi Ga-hyeon declared herself a sex slave with her own mouth, Sinjakdupa kept beating her pussy with switches, shoving pleasure into every inch of her body.
It didn't take long for Yi Ga-hyeon to break completely and submit.
But even if she gave up everything and called herself a slave, the pussy-caning that made her writhe in ecstasy showed no sign of stopping.
"Hanyaaaaak! Aheeeek, huaaang! Pussy, pussy getting smacked hek! Aaaah, hyaaeuk! Too much, haaang! Too muuuch, heuhaak! Pleeease stop uwaaang! Nyaaang! Nyahaang! Unheuhwaaak!"
It was just a game to torment one petite, fragile bitch who was no longer yeongnim or anything.
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Sinjakdupa boss Mo Seong-gil smoked contentedly.
As expected, borrowing yokai power was convenient.
When he'd contracted with Guk Sun, no constable could catch them; now with Ok Tokki, he'd even turned the county magistrate into a slave.
Yi Ga-hyeon, the hyeongam. No, not anymore.
Just a toy to play with whenever he wanted. A bitch that climaxes at a touch anytime.
That's Yi Ga-hyeon now. She was locked in the outhouse as the gang's communal urinal.
The gangsters took turns relieving their lust on her every day.
Yi Ga-hyeon became a pet slave alongside Yeong Yeon-ju. The spirited woman she once was had vanished completely.
The once tough girl was reborn as a sex slave who couldn't even speak properly.
Mo Seong-gil thought it was time to fulfill his promise to Ok Tokki.
You know, turning that exorcist Muk Seo-ah into a slave. After taming the yeongnim, his confidence soared.
The previous boss's dying words had warned never to tangle with exorcists, but Mo Seong-gil was at peak mood.
I'd put this country's yeongnim under my dick—what do I care about some dead old boss's words.
Exorcist or whatever, women are all the same. Pleasure is both punishment and reward. Rape them enough, and any woman submits.
That's when it happened.
One underling burst into Mo Seong-gil's room with a clatter.
"What the fuck? Who dares enter my room without permission."
"B-boss! Big trouble. You gotta come see!"
The underling's face was ashen.
Mo Seong-gil sensed something serious and stepped outside.
Over forty underlings were hastily grabbing weapons.
A man approached the tiled house where Sinjakdupa stayed. It was night. Under the moonlight, his darkish hair was visible.
One underling said.
"Boss, that's an exorcist. The one from the slave market when Guk Sun died. I saw him clear as day."
Just one guy. No visible weapons on the exorcist.
But the gangsters tensed and urged Mo Seong-gil.
"W-what do we do, boss? Run?"
"Why's he here? Because we worked under Guk Sun?"
"Did the villagers pool money to send him?"
"Cuz of the yeongnim?"
"Shut the fuck up, you punks!"
The most agitated was Mo Seong-gil.
Too many sins. Too many guilty spots—he couldn't even guess why he'd come.
He was at his most confident now. He'd made even yeongnim Yi Ga-hyeon climax and kneel at his feet.
Just one opponent. Unarmed, just one.
Mo Seong-gil furrowed his caterpillar brows, then sighed.
"...Just one guy. Doesn't even look that strong. Take him out, and no one'll dare look down on us. Even exorcists won't mess with us lightly."
The underlings panicked. But seeing Mo Seong-gil's resolute face, they steeled themselves.
"Grab your weapons. I have a plan."
Over forty gangsters armed themselves.
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Hwang Ga-bi was utterly baffled.
He'd come innocently expecting a reward from the yeongnim. But at the Podocheong, the person had changed.
Some guy was yeongnim now, with a pale long-haired woman as his aide.
The aide's pupils shook upon seeing Hwang Ga-bi, then she smiled sweetly.
Because the disguise wasn't seen through. Hwang Ga-bi's skills couldn't detect Ok Tokki.
The previous yeongnim Yi Ga-hyeon had apparently gone mad with lust, masturbating in her office, got caught by inspectors, and was ousted.
A total stranger had taken her place, so Hwang Ga-bi got zilch.
In the end, he had to track down Yi Ga-hyeon.
Rumors about her were everywhere. Hwang Ga-bi heard she'd become the Sinjakdupa gang's plaything.
Unbelievable. She hadn't seemed the type.
After inquiring around, Hwang Ga-bi arrived at Sinjakdupa.
If they had her as a slave, he needed to verify.
He had no intention of rescuing her. If she'd given in to lust, her choice. Happy's happy.
Surprising, but possible. Yi Ga-hyeon was a woman in her prime. Young women falling for bad guys was common.
Hwang Ga-bi didn't care if she drowned in debauchery.
As long as he got his fee from someone.
"Anyone home?"
Hwang Ga-bi called out in front of the tiled house. A fat man with bandit-like beard opened the door.
Black tattoos covered his body, build like a bear. His protruding gut caught Hwang Ga-bi's eye.
"Heh heh, I'm the owner here. What brings you...?"
"Heard the deposed yeongnim's here. That right?"
"You heard. Yes. She's my lover now."
Lover? Doesn't fit at all.
Not even beauty and the beast. Yi Ga-hyeon's petite frame vs. Mo Seong-gil's bulk was nearly three times the difference. If she fucked him, it'd look like a beast raping her.
Mo Seong-gil's cock probably thicker than Yi Ga-hyeon's arm.
Hwang Ga-bi was skeptical but chalked it up to the rumors of her nymphomania.
Young women have their flings. Gangsters get popular with younger girls anyway.
"Can I see her? She was my former client. Need my fee."
"Of course. Come in."
Mo Seong-gil was surprisingly polite.
A question arose in Hwang Ga-bi's mind. The weak fear the strong?
Or maybe Yi Ga-hyeon fell for this side of him. Bad boy but sweet to me, that vibe.
Whatever, seemed true she'd fallen for the gang boss.
Mo Seong-gil treated Hwang Ga-bi openly, no hiding.
"Heard you're the new group Sinjakdupa. No members inside?"
"Nah, exorcist-nim. Who bunches up these days? We're not that shady."
Hwang Ga-bi laughed.
"Hahaha, right? Huh? But how'd you know I'm an exorcist?"
Mo Seong-gil thought fast. He was seasoned in scams and fists.
"That aura. Whew, you radiate charisma from a hundred li away."
"Chahahahaha! This guy's something! I'm a total newbie!"
At this point, Hwang Ga-bi relaxed. Just Mo Seong-gil inside, and he didn't seem bad.
Gangsters do dirty shit, but he was nice to Hwang Ga-bi. Past crimes didn't matter if he behaved now.
"So where's Hyeongam Yi Ga-hyeon-nim?"
"Just finished fucking, so in the bedroom. Not hyeongam anymore. She'll be out soon. If you're not in a rush, have tea with me, exorcist-nim."
"Sure."
Plenty of time anyway.
Hwang Ga-bi had tea with Mo Seong-gil. Decent guy for a gang boss. They warmed up with tea and chatted.
"Looks like I wrecked your business. Don't hate me too much. Illegal slave markets fly anytime."
"Understood. Our fault for living off evil. Ah, here she is. Ga-hyeon-ah, this is the exorcist you hired. Greet him."
The sliding door opened. Yi Ga-hyeon entered.
Very different from the one Hwang Ga-bi knew. She staggered in, barely wearing underwear.
Just a loose white jeogori on top, nothing below. Clear fluids glistened on her inner thighs.
Hwang Ga-bi spat tea and turned away.
She exuded insane eroticism now, unlike her formerly cute-small vibe.
"Master..."
Yi Ga-hyeon mumbled blankly, approaching Mo Seong-gil.
Mo Seong-gil wiped drool from her mouth and kissed her.
With just a light kiss, Yi Ga-hyeon's legs flailed, head snapping back.
A light climax. Hwang Ga-bi had nowhere to look, eyes darting.
Mo Seong-gil chuckled.
"We met by chance, now living happily. She was yeongnim, but prime age to burn. Got fired for office fun."
"Y-yeah. Cute couple. I'm off."
"Leaving? I'll pay your fee instead. This enough?"
Mo Seong-gil pulled out a money pouch.
It felt heavy. Roughly more than the original fee.
Hwang Ga-bi cleared his throat, stood to leave.
"Thanks. Call anytime for jobs. Can clear a rival gang easy."
Hwang Ga-bi grabbed the door handle. As he opened it, a thin voice came from behind.
"...Save me."
Yi Ga-hyeon mumbled.
Mo Seong-gil hurriedly kissed her to shut her up. He hugged the dazed Yi Ga-hyeon, cautiously gauging the exorcist's reaction.
Hwang Ga-bi picked his ear. He stood at the threshold, counting the coins.
Mo Seong-gil swallowed dryly, hand reaching for the dagger at his waist.
"Heh heh, hold it. Knife over this? Dude. Men make big calls for love sometimes."
Hwang Ga-bi counted coins without turning, door right in front.
Mo Seong-gil flinched, gripping the dagger. Hwang Ga-bi finished counting, pocketed the pouch.
"I'll understand, man. I thought that too young. Learn sorcery, snag all hot girls. Dead serious about her, wanted to fuck—that a crime?"
"...Right? Haha, figured a master like you'd get it. So generous."
"Yeah, kid. Born male, bound to have those dreams. I once hypnotized my crush, fucked her sleeping."
Hwang Ga-bi gestured in the air.
A folding screen appeared beside him. Eastern painting of flowers and butterflies.
"What happened to her? Killed herself next day. Tough for us. Getting one girl... What ya gonna do? Gotta atone hard together."
"Fuck."
"Add saving you this time, pouch ain't enough. Gotta get more from yeongnim."
"What're you doing! Get him!"
The sliding door shattered as armed gangsters surged in like a wave.
Hwang Ga-bi drew a longsword from the screen painting, forming a hand seal.
"Hwamunilwolhong."