Martial Arts Assassin (5)
Martial Arts Assassin (5)
"D-do I just raise my arms like this?"
After dealing with the unconscious coachman and the carriage and relocating to a nearby village, we entered our lodgings and rested. Once I had disinfected my wounds and settled my inner energy, the first thing I asked was for her to raise her arms. Sannyeo, still looking skeptical, raised her arms and kept shooting me uneasy glances.
With manacles on her wrists, raising her arms made her hands go up as if suspended in midair, leaving her completely defenseless. I understood her anxiety, so I flashed her a benevolent smile and said,
"Yeah. Just stay still like that."
"...Is the Heavenly Mandate really the right path?"
Seeing Sannyeo say those words, I couldn't hold back my laughter. She had said it half-jokingly, giggling afterward, then sighed deeply and shook her head. I touched her pale arm with my hand and ran my fingers downward, tracing her forearm and the area near her armpit.
Sannyeo didn't seem to find anything strange about what I was doing. She just looked at me as if I were a weirdo—probably because the act itself seemed so bizarre. Of course, as with anyone who gets off on lewd antics, that look only aroused me more.
How lovely she was—shuddering as she fully exposed her armpit while I brought my cock near.
She was trying hard to honor her duty to me, so instead of moving awkwardly with a stiff, embarrassed look, the proper way would have been to sway her hips confidently and savor the sensation.
Her armpit, connected to that pale skin, was beautiful in and of itself. Smooth and completely hairless—all impurities expelled through regular meditative cultivation—it was spotless. The muscle lines from her solid forearm stood out, and the hollow dip past the bulging mound resembled a woman's nether regions in perfect miniature, stirring a man to desire.
The harmony of the shoulder line sweeping upward with the side of her breast extending from the armpit was superb. Her forearm was firm and springy to the touch, but the flesh of her armpit yielded softly, gripping my fingers like a beast.
"Euk...!"
Even as she squirmed like a snake from the unusual sensation, Sannyeo didn't lower her arms. She knew that lowering them would mean this wasn't a proper reward. I rubbed the soft, deeply yielding hollow as if digging into it, then stretched out my fingers to trail over the side of her breast.
Her modest bust protruded from her upper garment, making the cloth flutter with each touch and causing her nipples to seem to peek in and out of view in an achingly tantalizing display. I paused my touch, put a little distance between us, and admired her appearance. The sight of her standing with her arms raised as if being punished, her face flushed red—that was the real thing.
The way she glared at me with a reddened face stirred my sadistic side as well. But I wasn't here to torment Sannyeo. Wasn't this very place meant for sharing a beautiful reward and celebrating our achievements together?
Terms like sadism, torment, or shame had no place in such a setting. This was simply a moment to take our pleasure fully.
"Wh-what the— Why, why are you licking it!"
But Sannyeo freaked out and shook her head vigorously the moment I licked her arm. I looked at her reaction with my tongue still out and sent her another benevolent smile.
"D-don't smile! You're scaring me!"
Sannyeo recoiled in disgust and leaned back. Even in the midst of this, she didn't lower her arms, to the point where I almost wondered if she really was tied up. I pulled my tongue back in, cleared my throat, and said,
"There seems to be a misunderstanding. This is an unavoidable measure. If I rub my cock against your bare armpit skin, it'll chafe and hurt. That wouldn't be a proper reward, would it?"
Sannyeo, face flushed red, said,
"Y-you could use some oil...."
"How am I supposed to get oil here?"
This was a backwater village just beyond Mount Heng. A single inn for wanderers drifting through the mountains was all this village had. Naturally, things like fragrant oils were hard to come by. It couldn't be helped. I didn't want to do it either, but I had no choice but to lick her armpit smooth and then rub my cock against it.
"....Fine. I get it."
Sannyeo hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly approached. Her willingness to devote herself for our pleasure was truly befitting my master. I faced her proffered smooth armpit again and stuck out my tongue. As I ran my tongue flatly up over the sleek skin, Sannyeo flinched her shoulders and sucked in a breath.
"Heuup...!"
It must have been a sensation she'd never imagined. In truth, I'd never had anyone lick me either, so I couldn't even imagine what it felt like. Sannyeo's eyes went round, and unable to cover her mouth, she bit down hard on her lip, struggling not to let out any vulgar sounds.
And I, observing her expression, leisurely pointed my tongue and rolled it in circles. I'd press my tongue against a single spot so hard my face was buried into the side of her breast, then slowly pull my head back while rotating. Every time the swirling saliva soaked in deeper, Sannyeo's breathing grew rougher and her face flushed bright red.
I kissed her forearm and lightly sucked at the inner flesh.
"Ahut!"
Startled with a jolt, she arched her back and staggered backward, but when I wrapped my arm around her waist, she leaned against me and caught her breath. Finally, I kissed her armpit, then pulled down my pants. My cock, already thoroughly worked up from earlier, was soaked with fluid and flaunted its slick glans.
"A-are you really going to do it?"
Sannyeo threw one last question at me. Naturally, there was no way I'd refuse. We had brought down the Beggars' Sect. If I didn't get at least this much reward, how could I call myself a true man? Without a word, I climbed onto the bed. Then I leaned my hips down to align my cock with her armpit, and thrust my glans toward the hollow of her flesh.
"Euhit...!"
Sannyeo felt the sensation and her shoulders trembled. When I pressed in hard with my blunt glans as if to pierce her armpit, it dug into her flesh and muscles, making her unconsciously bend her arm a little. Then, as if I were forcing my cock into an unripe cunt, the tight flesh would squeeze and chafe from all sides.
Holding her arm, I rubbed my cock back and forth as if grinding in a mortar—once, twice. At first, only saliva had slickened it, but now I smeared the wet, sticky fluid as I chafed, so that with each thrust and withdrawal a transparent thread stretched stickily before snapping.
I pulled my cock upward from her armpit and rubbed it over her forearm as if drawing a picture with a brush. Only after I had thoroughly coated her forearm and armpit did I pull my cock back and say,
"You can lower your arms now."
"I-is it over?"
"No."
When Sannyeo hesitantly lowered her arms, I went around behind her and grabbed her shoulders.
"D-Docheol?"
She looked up at me with a somewhat uneasy expression. My cock was cautiously burrowing between her arm and her breast, nudging its head in. The work from moments ago had created a smooth passage, so it dug between the flesh with little resistance and proudly thrust its presence into view. Sannyeo stared at the glans protruding between her breasts, then looked back at me and asked,
"N-no way, right? Huh? F-for real?"
I looked at her and asked,
"Do you believe in the Heavenly Mandate?"
Sannyeo shook her head vigorously. The sight of her face going pale was so human, and I liked it. I held her shoulders tight and began thrusting my hips without hesitation.
"Euhit...! Th-this is weird...!"
Sannyeo stiffened her waist and shuddered. Whenever she turned her head to the side, my cock would dig between her flesh with a jjigeok jjigeok sound and chafe roughly, trying to reshape the space of her armpit.
I stared into empty air and panted heavily, savoring the sensation of being squeezed from all sides to my heart's content. This was a pleasure unlike a cunt. An entirely novel ecstasy washed over me, nothing like anything I'd ever felt while embracing a woman. The sense of conquest came from gathering these parts never meant for pleasing a man and fucking through them at will as if they were mere holes. The flesh chafed and squeezed on its own with every thrust, and the novel texture of her breast knocking and bouncing whenever I grazed it opened a new world with each deep plunge.
Jjigeok jjigeok jjigeok jjigeok
It felt exactly like holding a woman in heat and thrusting into her as if intent on impregnating her. It felt like I was conquering Sannyeo as she lay collapsed, panting for breath. Would I even feel this same sense of conquest if I actually knocked her down?
An armpit.
I was fucking the armpit of a martial arts master right now.
As I realized that fact, I put strength into my hips one last time.
"Euuooohhh!"
I let out a vulgar roar and came.
Byureut byureut byureut
The semen that defiled her breast and armpit dripped down. Sannyeo's face was flushed bright red as she panted roughly, and she looked back and forth between her clothes reeking of semen and me collapsed on the bed, then said,
"...You really are a pervert."