Hao Sect (3)
Hao Sect (3)
A woman who was not your wife was better than a wife. Lewd play with Seon-go was good, but it was nothing compared to an outside woman like Im Seo-ryeon coming to me and begging to be devoured. Sannyeo clicked her tongue and vanished over the rooftop, and I rose to my feet and spoke to the attendant.
"Attend to your duties. I'll go see her."
"Ah, yes, understood, Sect Leader."
The energy she gave off was more refined and intense than the last time she came, as if she had grown another level through training in the meantime.
That was not good news for me. I'd been thinking of pummeling her until she was like a pounded rice cake, then forcibly pinning her down and mounting her once her strength gave out. Imagine it. A peak-level female master drenched in pleasure, flailing helplessly, moaning.
'D-do you think you'll be forgiven for this?'
'S-stop it...! I-if you stop now, just this once...!'
Those lewd lines spoken in Im Seo-ryeon's voice were already echoing inside my head, and my lower body swelled stiffly. But this plan would be impossible if Im Seo-ryeon grew stronger. A surprise attack lost its effectiveness when the gap in skill grew too wide.
"Tch...."
So I stood at the main gate clicking my tongue, displeased with her growth.
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"Oh! It's been a while."
As I opened the door, I adjusted my expression. I stared at her with an indifferent face. Im Seo-ryeon was dawdling, tracing patterns on the floor with her foot like someone in debt. Her posture lacked the weight befitting a martial master, and her expression looked rather vacant, ill-suited to her title of 'Kirin of Hengshan'.
"It's been a while, Miss Im Seo-ryeon. Have you been well?"
"Ah, y-yes, I've been well...."
She greeted me like someone meeting a distant childhood acquaintance after ten years. She raised a hand and bent it unnaturally like a jointed doll, waving it from side to side. Then she bowed her head and steadied her breathing while staring at her toes. The tips of her shoes were smudged with dirt, and a leather pouch hung from her waist.
Judging by the sloshing sound whenever she moved, it seemed to hold some kind of liquid. She put both hands behind her back and spoke.
"....I heard Venerable Geumbok went missing. That greedy merchant who cared only for his own survival in the martial world has fallen. Thanks to that, Shaanxi appears to have grown a bit more peaceful."
It seemed that even though she had come all the way here, she still could not bring herself to say she wanted a massage. She was talking about Venerable Geumbok, but her eyes were saying 'this isn't it.' I spoke.
"A most excellent outcome. For the sect leader of a minor sect like myself, the fact that the bastard tripped and died on his own is cause to dance. I even held a banquet with everyone the other day."
"Ah, I-I see."
Im Seo-ryeon nodded. Her face was dyed bright red, and she bit her lip tightly. While glancing sidelong at me, her fingers kept fidgeting near her waist.
"...."
But only silence lingered on her lips. Watching her, it truly seemed she would stay like this all day if I left her alone. So I asked her.
"Would you like to come in?"
"Wh-what?"
"A guest has arrived—I should at least offer you some tea."
She flinched, straightened her back, looked around, and then composed herself before speaking.
"Ah, yes, of course. Since I'm here, I should have a cup of tea. Mm.... R-right."
As she said that, she subtly turned her belt so the pouch was hidden from my view.
Slosh slosh
With each step she took behind me, the bottle pouch bumped against her backside, making a sloshing sound.
Imagining myself grabbing hold of that gentle curve, I ordered the attendant to bring out tea.
*******
"So, what business brings you here?"
Im Seo-ryeon, who had been savoring the tea's aroma, put her cup down the moment I asked, as if the taste had suddenly turned sour. She stared out at the courtyard and hemmed and hawed again.
"..... No, well.... That.... just, ah, I came simply to pay my respects."
And as she glanced at me, she scratched the edge of the side table with her finger.
"....By any chance, are you no longer doing massages?"
When I stared at her, she opened her eyes wide and raised her voice.
"Ah, no! It's not that I absolutely had to have one! It's been so long since then! And you must have been busy with all sorts of things, what with Venerable Geumbok harassing you... I-I was just wondering... if perhaps you'd stopped doing them...."
Then she shrank back, her voice fading as rapidly as it had risen. As she bowed her head, the sloshing of liquid sounded again. I set down my teacup and asked.
"Would you like to receive one?"
"No, well.... That is... D-definitely not that I came specifically for one...."
Im Seo-ryeon stammered and blushed bright red, as if she had prepared some excuse in advance. The pride of an orthodox martial master, and the common sense that a lady should not be so lewd, forced her to produce excuses. While trying to somehow explain the reason for receiving a lewd massage, she placed a hand on her waist and fiddled with the bottle pouch she had brought.
"So.... That is...."
But when her eyes met mine, she couldn't bring out that flimsy excuse.
She realized how ridiculous it would sound to others.
"So...."
After hesitating for a moment, she set the pouch down on the side table with a thunk and answered in a tiny voice only.
"....I'll receive one."
The moment she answered, her ears were bright red, and she couldn't lift her head, showing me only the crown of it. A pleasant fragrance wafted from the bottle Im Seo-ryeon had brought. Watching her like this, I thought.
How far should I touch her this time?
*******
Im Seo-ryeon undressed with her back turned to me. I sat in the corner of the room and immersed the bottle in warm water. Again, it was scented oil she had brought. In the steaming basin, the scented oil melted languidly, awaiting its use.
"Uh.... Th-the last time I came...."
Im Seo-ryeon paused halfway through removing her top and spoke, turning her head slightly. Her cheeks were flushed, and the nape of her neck was exposed—it was arousing. Feeling my lower body swell, I answered.
"The last time you came?"
"You said you'd do something that felt even better, didn't you?"
She was right. Last time, when we parted after the massage, I had said I would do something that felt even better than before. I didn't answer, and she continued speaking as she shed her clothes. The white undergarment covering her lower body came into stark view.
As she bent forward to undress, her backside jutted toward me, and when she straightened, the outline of her breasts flickered into view, almost revealed. She climbed onto the bed with her hand outstretched and looked at me.
"....The promise to do something even more pleasurable.... Is it still valid?"
I looked at her backside—the same backside that had been tapping the oil bottle moments before. Now it was pressed against the bed, its pretty shape distorted. With her undergarment half-lowered, the cleft of her backside was visible, a lovely peach-like hue.
Come to think of it, at the peak level of mastery, she wouldn't eat much, and with her constant energy circulation technique, waste wouldn't accumulate inside her body. I asked.
"Have you been eating well lately?"
Im Seo-ryeon shook her head.
"....Since becoming a peak master, I've barely ingested food. I believe the last time I ate a proper meal was a week ago."
If that was the case, it seemed feasible.
I stared at her luscious backside. If I spread it and pushed my cock in, what kind of expression would she make? Would she even be able to grasp the concept of having her backside used?
I straightened my back and spoke.
"....In truth, I've thought of something that feels even better."
"E-even better?"
Im Seo-ryeon's voice rose. She had a habit of raising her voice when excited. Her eyes flickered upward with anticipation, and she faced me, forgetting she was nearly naked. Her breasts came into stark view, her privates hidden only by her thighs.
Taking in the sight of her naked body, I spoke in a low voice.
"Your backside."
"M-my backside?"
She didn't understand. She brought a hand to her own backside; her fingers, which had been tapping both cheeks, slipped halfway into the cleft, and she flinched, crying out.
"Th-that's s-sodomy, isn't it! A filthy act only vulgar brutes perform! How could such a thing...!"
Her aura burst out fiercely. But if I backed down now, I'd be branded a pervert and killed. I had already put my fingers inside her cunt and groped her entire body. I had no intention of ending this sloppily.
I hardened my expression, straightened my back resolutely, and spoke.
"Think about it. People are born with the same organs. How could only men feel pleasure during sodomy?"
"Th-that's...!"
At those words, Im Seo-ryeon stopped emitting her aura and pulled back, covering her breasts and backside. I intensified my gaze and continued.
"My master's research has shown that the female body also possesses a pleasure point inside the anus, but since it is seldom used, that sensation simply hasn't been awakened. If developed, one could experience the most supreme pleasure."
"B-but...! Th-that kind of act is...!"
Im Seo-ryeon hesitated, shaking her head. Her expression was full of human anguish and inner conflict. She was likely thinking this might cross a line as a person. Pretending to sympathize, I pressed on. I had to move this conversation forward quickly. The moment her reason returned, it would all be over.
"That's right. Since it's something you've never experienced, it will undoubtedly be difficult, and perhaps even painful."
Im Seo-ryeon was already steeped in the pleasure I had given her.
Someone who has tasted pleasure once and had their mind broken can never go back to how they were before.
They can never escape the temptation of greater pleasure.
"But an immense pleasure to match that will be waiting."
Im Seo-ryeon's eyes trembled.
"Ah...."
Her hand still covered her chest, but her fingers fidgeted.
"Th-that's...."
She was wavering. I spoke to shake her resolve further.
"Imagine it. A pleasure greater than any you've felt before is coming. Aren't you curious what kind of sensation it will be?"
"Th-that.... That is...."
"Didn't I promise you? That I would deliver greater pleasure."
"B-but it's so vulgar...."
"It's even more pleasurable. Greater pleasure than before."
"Greater...."
"It is only your backside. No one will make an issue of it."
At that moment.
My ears caught it.
Gulp.
The sound of her swallowing.