Hundredfold Ecstasy, Teacher Turned Bitch
Yu Wan'ning had not attended Mu Xueyi's Nascent Soul ceremony today.
Though she had already let go of her rivalry with this fellow sufferer, watching her long-time rival bask in the limelight under the gaze of thousands still stirred a pang of bitterness and reluctance in her heart.
On top of that, she had run into that loathsome lecher today, and because of him, she had been forced to slap her beloved disciple Lu Ze. Her emotions were a tangled mess, impossible to calm.
For this disciple Lu Ze, she harbored a special affection in her heart.
Of course, it was not romantic love, but rather because the boy's reverence and adoration for her came from the depths of his soul—pure and fervent.
This feeling of being treasured without reservation intoxicated her.
Yet when that slap landed, she had clearly seen the shock and pain in Lu Ze's eyes, and her own heart had ached with it.
She sighed inwardly, hoping only that this somewhat obsessive disciple would heed her words and stop provoking that terrifying lecher. Otherwise, even if she gave her all, she might not be able to protect him fully.
In her distraught state, she flew to Sword Guard Peak on a beam of escaping light.
Since the Nascent Soul ceremony was at Heaven Sword Peak, most of Sword Guard Peak's disciples had gone to watch the spectacle, leaving the peak deserted and quiet—a solitude that suited her just fine.
As if guided by some impulse, she arrived before a certain cave abode—the one Su Rui had lived in as a disciple of Sword Guard Peak.
No new disciple had moved in yet, and traces of Su Rui's life still lingered inside.
Gazing at those remnants, a nameless rage suddenly surged in Yu Wan'ning's chest.
With a flick of her finger, a "Crimson Feather Spirit Ring" wreathed in red flowing light appeared in her palm.
Sensing her intent, the spirit ring blazed with crimson brilliance. A cluster of red lotus karmic fire rose from it, coalescing in her hand.
With a sweep of her sleeve, the flames unfurled wings in midair, transforming into a massive firebird that swooped toward the cave abode!
Where the fiery feathers passed, beams and pillars carbonized and crumbled in an instant, stone walls melted with a hiss, and the entire cave abode collapsed amid the roaring blaze.
She watched the ruin coldly, a flicker of vengeful satisfaction rising in her heart.
Since she couldn't touch Su Rui himself, she'd vent her fury on his old haunt!
Yet this fleeting catharsis did nothing to quell her hatred. Instead, it sharpened the humiliating memories, as if Su Rui's wicked laughter still echoed in her ears.
She turned and left, becoming a streak of scarlet escaping light as she returned to her own cave abode and strode straight into the quiet chamber ringed by spirit springs.
Whenever her mind was in turmoil, she made a habit of a cold-water bath to steady her thoughts—as if the biting chill could wash away all her anxiety and unrest.
She shed her scarlet rainbow robes, revealing a flawless snow-white nude body that could stir any man's heart.
Her graceful figure flickered in the dim light, her waist slim enough to grasp with one hand, her proud twin peaks standing firm, their cherry-red tips vivid, while that plump, rounded rear was breathtakingly perfect—full and curvaceous to the point of suffocation, like a full moon radiating lethal allure.
She stepped into the spirit spring, cool waters lapping over her pale skin. Her slender hand caressed her buttock, fingers gliding over the tight, pink chrysanthemum bud. Remembering how that lecher had once ravaged it mercilessly, shame and fury surged within her—she wished she could dice Su Rui into a thousand pieces.
"Lecher, I hope you die a dog's death!"
Yu Wan'ning muttered under her breath. She leaned forward slightly, lifting her plump rear high to expose that dainty, tight chrysanthemum.
Spiritual light flashed from her hand, and the spring water coiled like a living serpent, forming a fine water tendril that burrowed deep into her rear passage, scouring repeatedly.
This was her ritual before every bath. Though she knew her rear was already pristine, she always felt that lecher's filthy seed still lingered inside, impossible to dispel, utterly revolting.
The spirit-force water swirled within her chrysanthemum, teasing the sensitive inner flesh and bringing waves of tingling pleasure.
Her thighs clenched instinctively, a soft moan escaping her throat. She bit her lip hard, cursing her own sensitivity—how could even this shameful place ignite such intense bliss? It was as if her body had betrayed her will.
"May you never reincarnate!"
Yu Wan'ning spat another curse, her inner hatred burning like wildfire.
She still couldn't let go of how she had so carelessly entered Su Rui's cave abode back then, thinking she could toy with a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator—only to discover he was a Nascent Soul powerhouse who not only defiled her purity but wielded a bizarre art that seized half her nascent soul, dooming her to eternal bondage.
It was all her own doing, her own trap sprung on herself!
"Urgh... it hurts!"
Suddenly, a soul-rending agony erupted from the depths of her spirit, like a blade piercing her nascent soul.
Yu Wan'ning's lovely face drained of color. Her body swayed, her hand bracing against the icy pool wall to keep from tumbling into the spring.
It was Su Rui! He was summoning her in the most irresistible way!
Her heart sank, shame and helplessness warring within, but she had no choice. She rose hastily, vaporizing the water from her body with spirit power and donning her scarlet rainbow robes once more.
The skirts swirled like flowing clouds, outlining her alluring curves—her breasts quivering, her plump rear swaying seductively. Yet her stunning face was veiled in frost, like a thorny scarlet magnolia, beautiful but distant.
She became a scarlet escaping light, racing to Su Rui's cave abode.
Upon arrival, the outer restrictions parted silently, as if welcoming her.
Yu Wan'ning drew a deep breath, suppressing her unease, and stepped lightly inside.
The restrictions sealed behind her with a boom, cutting her off from the world.
Inside the cave, a thick stench of blood hit her first.
A quick scan revealed a figure sprawled at the entrance, groaning lowly—suppressed by restrictions, unable to move.
His right arm was severed at the shoulder, blood from the stump staining the ground.
Looking closer, it was her most cherished disciple—Lu Ze!
"Lu Ze? You... how are you here? Your arm... what happened?!"
Yu Wan'ning cried out in alarm, rushing forward to kneel and form seals. Gentle spirit light poured from her palm, staunching his bleeding and healing him urgently.
Lu Ze lifted his pale face weakly. Seeing his master's peerless beauty, endless grievance flooded his eyes—like a wounded child beholding his mother. Tears spilled as he choked, "Master... it was Su Rui. He... he cut off my arm!"
Yu Wan'ning's heart jolted. Her slender hand clenched into a fist. "Su Rui!!"
She shot to her feet, storming furiously into the cave's depths.
Within, night pearls cast a flickering glow, illuminating esoteric runes hidden on the stone walls. Spirit qi hung like mist, eerie and dense.
Su Rui lounged indolently on the stone couch, robes open to bare his chiseled chest, lower body naked. That ferocious, thick shaft stood rampant, veins bulging, radiating a heart-stirring masculine aura.
At the sight of that massive cock, Yu Wan'ning's rage faltered, memories of brutal ravishment flooding back. Her voice softened unwittingly. "Why... why did you cut off Lu Ze's arm? Didn't I... didn't I already punish him?"
Su Rui's lips curled in a wicked, savage grin. His gaze roved her curves shamelessly. "This laozi was gonna let the punk off for your sake. But the little shit didn't know his place—dared lay hands on laozi's bro and eye laozi's woman. Heh... I called you here to watch me kill him!"
With that, icy murder flashed in his eyes. He waved, and a spirit sword wreathed in black flame became a black bolt of lightning, streaking toward Lu Ze outside!
"No!!"
Yu Wan'ning hurriedly summoned her treasure "Crimson Moon Wheel," forming a red light screen to block the sword light.
But the sword qi struck like thunder, its demonic flame power beyond her reckoning—the screen shattered in one blow!
Realizing the peril, she gritted her teeth. "Stop! What... what do you want?"
She knew Su Rui hadn't killed Lu Ze on the spot but summoned her for some vile purpose.
Su Rui halted the flying sword, his evil grin widening. His eyes fixed on her trembling form, his massive cock twitching with undisguised lust. "Yu Wan'ning, you know what laozi wants."
Shame and rage choked her. Staring at the monstrous thing between his legs, she knew exactly what this lecher craved. He already controlled half her nascent soul—one thought and she'd be helpless.
But mere control wasn't enough for him. What he truly sought was to shatter her resistance, make her kneel willingly at his feet—to conquer her will and trample her last shred of pride.
She knew this all too well. But with Lu Ze's life in Su Rui's hands, to save her devoted disciple, she had no choice. She stepped forward slowly on delicate feet.
Her trembling hand reached for that terrifying shaft. Her fingers touched the scorching pillar, stroking up and down—rough, hot, pulsing.
Her fingertips traced the veins, feeling its throb. Shame burned her cheeks crimson, near bleeding.
"Use your mouth."
Su Rui commanded coldly, with absolute authority.
Her body quivered, hesitation flickering in her almond eyes. But she dared not defy. She bent slowly, raven hair cascading to veil half her flushed face. Her pink lips parted tremblingly, engulfing the savage glans and sliding deeper.
The searing cock filled her warm mouth, heavy with musky maleness. It tightened her throat; her tongue instinctively licked the shaft, producing lewd slurping sounds.
Her small mouth was soft and slick, lips clasping the rod, tongue swirling the head—sending waves of tingling pleasure through Su Rui.
"Oh~ fuck yeah."
Su Rui grunted low, amusement gleaming. He savored her clumsy yet seductive service. Her mouth was a perfect fucktoy—even better than most cunts. Though unskilled, it felt incredible.
Her mouth stretched full around the girth, saliva drooling from the corners, dripping down her chin.
She tried to set the pace, but Su Rui's hand seized her head, thrusting deep into her throat. She gagged, tears spilling uncontrollably.
Outside, Lu Ze had hoped at her arrival that his master would avenge him—at least sever Su Rui's arm!
With her peak mid-Core Formation cultivation, she'd surely stand up for him!
But the voices from within sank his heart—especially her cry of "Stop!! What... what do you want?" laced with compromise and weakness, nothing like fighting for justice.
Then came the lewd sucking sounds. At first he didn't recognize them, but soon realized: this was a woman servicing a man's cock in shame.
"No! Impossible! Master is a goddess—how could she... do something so degrading?!"
Lu Ze refused to believe it.
He revered Yu Wan'ning deeply, his feelings bordering on worship.
Though his own life was debauched and he lacked for no women as her prized disciple with top talent, he'd never harbored a profane thought toward her.
Yet now, those sucking sounds proved she was fellating the man who'd severed his arm!
"No, this isn't real! It can't be!"
Lu Ze gnashed his teeth, desperate to burst in, but the restrictions pinned him silent and immobile.
Inside, Su Rui reveled in her exquisite oral service. Suddenly, he yanked her raven hair, hauling her up and slamming her onto the stone couch.
Her scarlet robes and pink undergarments tore savagely, baring her quivering snow-white breasts and plump round ass.
Cherry tips erect, buttocks full as the moon, her pink chrysanthemum twitching faintly in the glow—lethally tempting.
Su Rui grinned ferociously. His massive cock pressed her tight bud and thrust viciously, the rigid shaft parting layer after layer of folds, burying deep!
"Ah—!"
Yu Wan'ning's body convulsed, tears gleaming in her eyes. Shame and explosive pleasure mingled in a shrill moan from her throat.
Her rear passage gripped like a vice, inner flesh sucking the shaft like countless tiny mouths—pure ecstasy for Su Rui.
He pounded mercilessly, loud slaps echoing as her plump cheeks rippled with fleshy waves, obscene and mesmerizing.
Her chrysanthemum stretched to its limit, tender walls clinging to the invader. Nectar gushed from her jade petal single line slit, streaming down her pale thighs to puddle on the couch, thick with lewd scent.
She despaired at her body's betrayal—that uncontrollable pleasure coiled like a venomous serpent around her soul. She couldn't fight this flesh's sensitivity, but she could clench her teeth, stifling the moans threatening to break free, denying any shameful sounds escape.
Her almond eyes squeezed shut, lashes fluttering, teeth sinking into her lip till blood beaded—as if only this pain could counter the weird numbness surging from her depths.
Su Rui sneered. She could hold back now, but what if her sensitivity spiked a hundredfold?
He circulated the Heavenly Extreme Demonic Flame Art silently. A wisp of cold, sinister demonic qi seeped out from his cockhead like black lightning tendrils, burrowing instantly into her tight rear's depths.
The qi splintered into countless tiny thunderbolts, writhing wildly, ensnaring her sensitive flesh—igniting every hidden nerve, multiplying her sensitivity a hundred times over!
This was a forbidden art he'd never use on Mu Xueyi. But Yu Wan'ning was mere meat on the chopping block for him to torment, grinding down her will until total submission.
"!!"
Her body jolted violently. The already overwhelming pleasure exploded a hundredfold like a breached dam!
Each thrust became a cataclysmic wave crashing her inner walls, folds spasming like alluring flesh, delivering soul-shattering tingles.
Her snow-white thighs tensed, plump rear rippling wildly. Her jade petal slit drenched, nectar flooding down her ass crack into the passage, slicking the brutal pistons with lewd squelches.
She couldn't hold back. Eyes glazing, she wailed like a sob: "Ah... uu... ha... ah... slower... please slower... can't... can't take it... why... why does it feel... so... good... aaaah... cumming...!"
Su Rui's palm cracked her plump ass—slap ringing out. Cheek quivering, red imprint blooming amid fleshy waves. "Yu Wan'ning, you slut—laozi's fucking your asshole and you're cumming already?"
Outside, Lu Ze's eyes bloodshot, face twisted in shock. "Master... really defiled? And... her ass... not her pussy, but... her shithole?!"
He'd bedded many female cultivators but never tried anal. Yet his goddess-like master was being ass-fucked so vulgarly by Su Rui!
He wanted to scream, but couldn't—his heart twitching painfully with her moans!
He even began resenting her. Why ruin his perfect image of her? No matter how good it felt, she shouldn't moan so wantonly! Didn't she know her disciple was right outside?!
In truth, Yu Wan'ning knew her body's sensitivity meant she'd struggle to stifle moans even trying.
To preserve some dignity, she'd layered restrictions at the entrance—blocking entry and muffling sound.
But how could she know Su Rui had slyly shattered the soundproofing with demonic qi? Every lewd cry reached Lu Ze crystal-clear, like knives carving his heart.
Inside, her rear clenched around Su Rui's frenzied thrusts, walls hugging tight, nectar and fluids soaking the couch.
Her plump ass twisted instinctively, meeting his impacts—waves hypnotic, utterly depraved.
She whimpered through sobs: "Don't... don't thrust so hard... please... spare me... Lu Ze... Lu Ze will hear..."
Su Rui slapped her jiggling ass again, mocking: "Hear what? Your disciple loves you to death—let him enjoy your sweet moans."
She shook her head frantically, tears streaming. "No... can't... if he hears... how can I... ever face him... as master...?"
Su Rui sneered, malice intensifying: "Still clinging to your pride? Relax, he probably can't hear. Moan away."
He emphasized "probably" with heavy sarcasm.
Her dazed eyes flicked to the entrance, confirming her restrictions held—soundproof. She exhaled slightly.
Su Rui hammered on, cock ravaging her depths, walls stretched taut.
Black qi-threads teased her sensitive lining, making her plump rear sway in instinctive welcome.
Su Rui grinned savagely: "Hilarious—you, a slut with your asshole fucked to ruin, still playing master? You're just laozi's little bitch dog. Shake that ass for laozi!"
Another slap on her reddened cheek—new mark blooming amid ripples.
Her voice cracked with sobs, shame and ecstasy entwined: "Don't... don't hit... I'll shake... shake it, okay...?"
Her hundredfold-sensitive body betrayed her utterly. Her perfect rear obeyed, twisting hypnotically—stoking Su Rui's lust fiercer.
He pounded harder, laughing lewdly: "Damn, that ass shake's addictive. And this shithole? Born for laozi to fuck. Right?"
Yu Wan'ning just moaned, no reply.
Su Rui kneaded her cheeks brutally, slamming balls-deep. Her body shuddered. "Answer laozi!"
The thrust nearly evicted her soul, tears shining. Finally, her lips parted tremblingly: "...Right."
Slap! "Louder!"
Eyes lost, fully broken, lips gaping: "You... you're right!"
Not enough. He kept railing, fluids splashing. "This asshole born for laozi to fuck?"
Her body quaked, pussy and rear cresting together—nectar squirting wildly.
Sobbing: "Yes... yes! Born... for you to fuck... so... tight!"
Su Rui roared with laughter: "Laozi's little bitch dog?"
Gasp faint, tears falling, shame shattering her—but ecstasy overwhelming: "Yes... yes! Your... little bitch dog!"
She'd never dreamed of such depravity, but under his torment, she shattered barriers, growing lewder: "Cumming... cumming again..."
Her core clenched madly, rear a tide of bliss.
But Su Rui halted abruptly, cock buried motionless deep inside.
She blinked dazedly back: "Wha... what's wrong?"
His lewd grin deepened mockingly: "Want to cum? Beg laozi."
Her eyes widened. This demon had degraded her this far—still not sated? Now she must beg!
But the edging torment gnawed like ants.
Body shaking, she glanced at the entrance—restrictions firm, unheard.
Cum... need to cum so bad... please!!
No one would hear. Her face was lost to this lecher anyway. So...
Her spring-filled eyes surrendered: "Please... please... let me... cum!"
Su Rui yanked her hair, barking: "Louder!"
Tears flooding, heart twisting: "Please... let me cum!! Little bitch dog... wants to cum!!"
The cry utterly demolished Lu Ze's Dao heart outside.
Tears overflowed, teeth bloody—but shamefully, his crotch hardened.
His master's pure image crumbled in those moans.
So wanton, calling herself "bitch dog," begging that lecher for orgasm!
Pain wracked him, hatred boiling. Master was just a woman after all—but such perfection, reduced to Su Rui's bitch? His heart bled; he'd tear Su Rui limb from limb!
Inside, satisfied, Su Rui resumed—thrusts accelerating, burying deepest.
Yu Wan'ning exploded in climax—rear and pussy spasming, jade petal squirting madly, orgasm and squirt in unison, drenching everything.
Her plump ass quaked, a piercing wail: "Aaaah... cumming... cumming... little bitch dog... cumming...!"