The Kirin of the Hengshan Sect (10)

"They say lewd sounds can be heard from the Inspector's room every night."

Rumors, like urban ghost stories, had spread from the servants' quarters on shadowy nights to the attendants, and from the attendants to Seon-go. Blushing, Seon-go whispered the lewd rumor to me, wriggled her fingers, and asked.

"So what will you do now?"

I stroked Seon-go's hair as I asked.

"Have you been enjoying yourself so far?"

Seon-go moved her head this way and that under my hand as she spoke.

"Yes. It was a little awkward at first, but after doing it for several days, I've gotten used to it, and I think I'm starting to have fun."

As she said that, Seon-go flicked her fingers as if playing an instrument. The free movement of each digit through the air was exactly like the seductive handwork she'd shown during the massages. I bit her finger and said.

"Then we'll move on to the advanced course now."

The pleasure built up through massage could not be fully released by clumsy masturbation alone. Pleasure accumulated by stimulating acupoints and relaxing the body was not something amateurish fingering could overcome. If she became frantic in masturbating, determined to relieve the pleasure, all we had to do was pile on even more pleasure.

Seon-go looked at me with interested eyes.

"So, is it something that feels even better?"

I nodded without a word. The moment I nodded, Seon-go reacted strongly and exclaimed. If her legs had been fine, she looked like she would have jumped up and down on the spot.

"We're learning it right now?"

At the phrase "advanced course," Seon-go wore an expression that said she was truly hooked. Before formally teaching her the advanced techniques, I asked a question.

"By the way, you look pleased? Is tormenting the Murim Alliance Inspector that much fun?"

Seon-go rolled her eyes and hesitated for a moment when I asked. I smiled and said.

"I won't get angry if you're honest, so tell me."

Then Seon-go smiled bashfully, twisted her body, and said.

"...At first it felt like I was tormenting an innocent person, so I was a bit reluctant...."

"And then?"

Seon-go's face became slightly red, and her hand, tapping her own cheek, seemed unable to contain the surging sense of superiority. She blinked, made a pleased face, and then said.

"....Seeing a martial arts master caught in my hands, unable to move, was enjoyable."

".....I know exactly how that feels."

Crushing someone stronger than me by pulling the rug out from under them is truly a joyful thing. For some reason, Sannyeo's face came to mind. If Sannyeo, who had suddenly been forced to stay outside because Im Seo-ryeon was residing at the mansion, had heard this conversation, she would have narrowed her red eyes like crescent moons and said:

'Birds of a feather play together.'

I looked at Seon-go. Seon-go was already sitting with correct posture, waiting for me.

I rolled up my sleeves and said.

"We're starting today, so you must listen carefully."

Seon-go nodded and said.

"...Yes."

*******

"Eung-eut...!"

Receiving the massage, Im Seo-ryeon twisted her waist and trembled. The moment Seon-go's hands touched her body, she could tell something was different this time. The touch, which reached a little deeper than before, blatantly pressed firmly against the inner thigh, and the act of grazing the crevice with the knuckles was repeated.

"Aah...! Ah...!"

When the startled Im Seo-ryeon looked at her, Seon-go, not even bothering to check her expression, continued an even more blatant 'massage' than before.

"Heuk..! Ah...! W-wait...! J-just what...!"

And Im Seo-ryeon could not withstand the stimulation ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠now that her body's senses were wide open. Startled, she tried to push Seon-go away, but having already surrendered her body defenselessly, all she could do was flounder and scream.

"Euaat! Ah-eut! Eu-eut! Ah!"

There was nothing Im Seo-ryeon could do. She bucked her waist like a seal playing with a ball, then flopped down, flinging the cloth aside with a flutter. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Seon-go smiled an odd smile at her violent reaction and gave me a look. When I nodded, she bent her fingers, then slipped her hand deep inside the inner thigh and began rubbing her private area with the knuckles.

"Eu-eung...! Eut...! Ah...! Th-this is.... massage is...!"

"No, Inspector. This is a massage."

"Th-the strange place...! Aah...! Ah...!"

"It's not a strange place, I'm just touching the inner thigh. I did tell you that if I touch deep here, I might reach sensitive areas."

"Ah-eut...! Ah...!"

Im Seo-ryeon let out moans, kicked her feet, stretched her legs out beyond the bedding, and shook her buttocks. Her buttocks, soaked with sweat, lewdly revealed their pale inner flesh even though they were covered with the cloth.

Seon-go, with sweat beading on her forehead, kept speaking to Im Seo-ryeon.

"Or, really, do you want me to touch you here?"

As she said that, Seon-go lightly raised a finger. The moment someone else's hand lightly touched her inner flesh, she let out a moan with a breathless voice, a violent reaction she had never shown before.

"A-yuk...! Heu-eut...! Eut!"

Jjigeok jjigeok jjigeok

Fingers moved and the sound of wetness could be heard. Seon-go stimulated the inner thigh while at the same time standing her knuckles up bluntly, teasingly sweeping over the private area. Hududuk, as the knuckle bones pressed down on the mound and rose, her underwear became thoroughly soaked, clearly revealing its shape before falling away.

"Aah...! Eok...!"

And under this new method of massage, Im Seo-ryeon had her eyes half-rolled back and was breathing roughly. I had kneaded her body to open her Qi Sense as wide as possible, and in a state where her pleasure was maximized, we tormented the sensitive areas.

The realm of pleasure she could never reach by ordinary masturbation was unfolding right before her eyes. She could not explain this sensation she was undergoing, and it was impossible for her to reach it by her own power.

After the massage ended, even if she struggled to reach climax with that exact same sensation, it was futile. The glimpse of pleasure she had felt remained as an afterglow, but the effects of the massage did not last that long.

"A-yuk! Ah...! Ah-eut...! Keueuk...!"

A vein stood out on her neck, and as her breath caught, Im Seo-ryeon's mouth fell open. As if heralding the approach of climax, her arms and legs all stretched out straight, pushed away the blanket, and rose into the air.

"Ah...! Ah...! Ah-ah-yuk...!"

And just as she was about to scream from the oncoming climax.

"That's enough."

I grabbed Seon-go's hand and pulled it out. A lewd scent wafted from the faint liquid on her fingertips. Im Seo-ryeon, who had lifted her waist halfway and seemed to be reaching climax, blinked and panted.

"Ah...! Ah-eut...! Ah...!"

And she looked at me and was cursing me with her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠eyes.

'Why?'

Of course, there was no need to answer that question truthfully. I kept my expression cold and said.

"Let's stop here for today."

"J-just a little more, you could...."

"Seon-go is tired, so it can't be helped."

I shook my head as I said it. When I gave her a look, Seon-go suddenly pressed her hand to her head and started pretending to be unwell.

"Ah.... I do feel somewhat tired, honestly."

As she leaned against me, I naturally supported Seon-go and said.

"She's a woman who originally only kept ledgers at home and never did physical labor, so I'm sorry we had to cut it off when it was getting good."

"B-but...."

Im Seo-ryeon's face had turned beet red. She tried to roll her eyes and say something to me. Seon-go spread her hand and said.

"I'm sorry. My... my hands are shaking now...."

Indeed, Seon-go had a weak constitution, and her hands were actually trembling. Seeing those trembling fingers, Im Seo-ryeon, who was not cold-blooded by nature, had no way to force us.

"I-is that so...."

Her face flushed, Im Seo-ryeon finally seemed to accept it. Although her expression was one of anxiety, she surprisingly backed down meekly. I knew the reason she backed down so meekly. It was because, whereas she had merely endured for days before, now she could resolve her sexual desire through masturbation.

She had something to rely on, so she intended to endure our massage with composure and act casually.

She was clearly planning to masturbate at night and reach climax.

"Well then, I need to change my clothes, so please leave."

"Understood. Rest well."

But I knew that her confident expression would crumble tonight.

The human brain and mind were extremely relative. Once a person broke through a high point, things lower than that felt trivial.

Pleasure was the same. Once you opened your Qi Sense and accepted pleasure, even if you tried to soothe your aching body in a normal state, you could never reach climax. You'd only let out a light trembling and a bitch-like scream, but you could never escape the hellish ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pleasure that made your entire body tremble and ache.

By masturbating to relieve the pleasure, one raised the threshold of pleasure that much further.

We continued to knead her body into realms she couldn't reach, raising the limit of pleasure until she could no longer climax unless we kneaded or touched her.

"C-can't you really do it? J-just a little more, I think it would be enough...."

"Ah, where do you want me to touch?"

"Ah, no, nothing."

Listening to the sounds coming from the room, success truly seemed to be at hand.