Four Ounces Deflects a Thousand Pounds (12)
Four Ounces Deflects a Thousand Pounds (12)
"Must you... truly leave?"
"I must go now. There are some very bad men in Shaanxi who are after me."
Morning broke. Hong Ye changed her clothes and asked me a shy question. We were speaking with our backs to each other, but her hesitant words felt like a firm tug on my sleeve.
"Who on earth in Shaanxi would do such a thing?"
Hong Ye asked, startled. I wanted to tell her the truth, but I couldn't right now. If I explained why I couldn't hold the ceremony with Hong Ye here immediately, I would also have to clarify how I knew about the marriage talks between her and the Zhongnan Sect. Once the explanations began chasing one another, contradictions were bound to arise.
I decided to simply curse out Venerable Geumbok instead. From Hong Ye's perspective, since she had been in marriage negotiations with Venerable Geumbok's faction, if the conversation drifted to this topic, she would clearly feel too awkward to pry further.
"It is that bastard called Venerable Geumbok. That wicked fiend who disturbs the order of the martial world is scheming this and that to swallow the entire martial world."
As I predicted, Hong Ye's shoulders flinched the moment she heard Venerable Geumbok's name. Her body trembling with guilty conscience, her hands fumbling frantically with her sash as if she'd tied it wrong—it was a sight to behold. But I had no intention of interrogating her over this matter. Her attempt to join hands with the wicked Venerable Geumbok was ultimately a decision born from a life of immense hardship, was it not?
If one harshly judges the sighs and stumbles of the living, in the end, only the dead remain at one's side. Now that I was beside her, there was no need to interrogate her further about this incident. I continued speaking as if I knew nothing.
"The bastard is in Shaanxi, running sects as if they were businesses. He coaxes martial artists into founding sects, then swindles the income from those sects to enrich himself. How could I not pass judgment on this filthy wretch who cares only about disrupting the order of the world under heaven and elevating his own name?"
Those were profits that should be offered to me and people who should pledge their loyalty to me once I came to rule the world under heaven. Venerable Geumbok, who kills and exploits such people and steals the driving force of Shaanxi, deserved to disappear.
"Ah...."
A sigh escaped her.
Hong Ye had stopped mid-dressing and was staring at me. Her expression was a complicated mixture of surprise and guilt. Her eyes had been darting here and there, wandering, and then she bit her lip as if resolving herself to something.
Her eyes were slightly glistening with tears. The face she had turned toward me briefly contorted before she bowed her head before me. She knelt, performed a kowtow, and touched her forehead to the ground. It was the behavior of a subject paying respects to a king.
I was a little surprised by her actions and drew back. Hong Ye spoke.
"Husband."
Her attitude, head bowed as if she were a subordinate, was unfamiliar. I deliberately steadied my voice and spoke.
"Why are you doing this?"
"I have a shameful past and tried to hide it, but seeing you act with such integrity made me feel ashamed of myself. Not only was I undignified, but I even had the audacity to call myself your teacher and toyed with the profound principles of Taijiquan. You may cast me out if you wish."
"Anyone can commit a sin. How could I cast out my wife for a few flaws?"
Hong Ye's body froze again at those words. Her shoulders trembled, and strength entered the hands she had placed on the floor. Having agonized over whether to speak or not, she continued with difficulty. Her voice sounded as though she was forcing it out.
".....I am a person who, knowing full well the sins of the Zhongnan Sect and Venerable Geumbok, has a history of colluding with them through letters, conspiring with the Taiji Sect. I will make no excuses."
I remained silent for a moment. It wasn't from the shock of her confession. Knowing her disposition, she wouldn't have kept silent once she learned I was opposing Venerable Geumbok. It was just that the timing of her confession was faster than I expected, so I was mulling over how to handle it.
She kept her body lowered, waiting for my reaction. Even when I didn't answer, she didn't even try to gauge my expression.
She waited, her body frozen as rigid as a stone statue carved in that posture from the very beginning.
I deliberately dragged out my answer. The moment Hong Ye took a deep breath to suppress the tension, I severed that breath and spoke.
"Anyone can make a wrong choice when life is hard."
The moment I spoke, Hong Ye's body swayed. Her breathing had been disrupted. Since she was still in the middle of changing her clothes, I could see the top of her buttocks above the waistband of her pants, not yet fully pulled up. I admired the smooth line of her waist and her firm buttocks as I continued.
"I witnessed the profound principle of four ounces deflecting a thousand pounds and the tolerance of Taijiquan in this Taiji Sect, but on the other hand, I was able to behold the savagery latent within."
Hong Ye's body flinched at the word savagery. It seemed to be an expression that touched a nerve for her. I continued.
"The savagery I speak of is the savagery of those sect disciples and elders. Because your skin color is a little different, because your origins are different, the people of this sect openly ostracized you and imposed their own values upon you. They strutted around, believing that was righteous, doing things worse than any commoner would. Can one truly find righteousness and the Way in this place? I, too, would not have been able to hold myself steadfast here."
"....But a wrong is still a wrong."
Hong Ye said this and didn't budge an inch. I had anticipated this persistent reaction from her.
"I wish to commend the fact that you, even amidst the morality that had been trampled into the ground, strove to uphold your own Way, and that you moved to make the Taiji Sect prosper. Even in a situation where everyone hated you, your goal was always the prosperity of the sect. That is not something a selfish person can do. So, while I do wish to forgive you...."
I left the end of my sentence hanging. As my words trailed off, she shrank back like a puppy. I could see her hands trembling lightly. I smiled as I spoke.
"Even so, wouldn't it feel more satisfying if you received some punishment?"
Hong Ye's answer did not come immediately. But she nodded her head and spoke.
"....Yes. Whatever punishment it may be, I will gladly accept it."
"Understood. Then I shall give you your punishment. Raise your head."
When I gave the order, Hong Ye raised her head with a tense expression. I untied my pants and thrust my erect member in front of her face. When Hong Ye came face to face with this hard, aroused thing, she wore a bewildered expression and recoiled.
"H-Husband.... Wha, what is the meaning of this...."
Her voice was extremely flustered. Even though she had already faced it during her first experience, her face flushed red in an instant.
If I laughed or showed embarrassment here, the credibility of my words would drop. I suppressed my laughter and spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.
"This is a very filthy object. It is a thing that violates women, discharges lust, and ruins humans who pursue the Way. It could truly be called the dantian of disgrace and humiliation."
Swing, swing. My member swayed. With a serious face, Hong Ye was staring at my erect member and nodding. A faint trace of doubt still lingered on her face, but her composure shone through even in a place like this.
I spoke.
"How could I beat my wife, and how could I, who have committed countless sins myself, judge my wife on grounds of morality? Now that we have sworn our vows to each other and become one body, how could I cast my wife aside?"
Hong Ye looked clearly tense. She nodded at my words, yet kept fixating on my cock. She must have been wondering what in the world those words and my taking off my pants had to do with each other. I continued speaking.
"Sin can be erased not only through repentance, but also through forgiving the sins of others. One can atone by proxy—by forgiving and accepting the sins of others, as much as the sins one has committed."
I raised my hand toward her head. Seeing a hand rise toward the crown of her head, Hong Ye tilted her head in confusion. I gently thrust my waist forward and spoke.
"So, how about we conclude this matter by having you, with your own mouth, grant forgiveness to this filthiest part of me, upon which my sins are thickly painted?"
The member swayed before her eyes. Hong Ye's expression showed a strange sort of emotion at my words. She stared blankly at the swaying cock as if hypnotized, then nodded with a resolute face and spoke.
"...I understand. Husband. Then...."
And then she grasped my cock with both hands, stuck her tongue out like an animal, and began licking the glans as if it were a piece of candy.
"Oh...."
I closed my eyes as I received her caress, and Hong Ye, gauging my reaction, moved her tongue more actively. Lick, lick—with a sensation like a puppy licking a face, her tongue swept over the entire glans, and as befitted a martial arts expert, she also targeted the sensitive spots and worked her tongue aggressively.
She straightened her tongue, touched the very tip of the glans, and applied weight, pressing firmly and swirling it in circles.
"Ahh...! Ah...!"
Sounds escaped my mouth involuntarily, and Hong Ye, winking at me, licked me even more desperately.
The tongue that had initially only attacked the glans rode down the shaft and licked all the way to the base, then turned her head back, opened her mouth wide, and swallowed my glans whole. Since she was still clumsy, her teeth would lightly graze me whenever she moved her head, but as someone who had trained my inner energy, I could tolerate this level of pain.
"Heup...! Eup...!"
It was clumsy. The suction, the tantalizing sensation of moving up and down—it all felt good, but it was still clumsy. Yet, conversely, that unskilled touch excited me even more. I grabbed her head, and in sync with her movements, I began thrusting my hips as if driving into her mouth.
Our movements interlocked like gears, and each time my cock went inside her throat, Hong Ye would frown or wrap her arms around my waist.
I shook my hips in a frenzy.
"Heup...! Eup! Euh-eup! Heup!"
The vulgar sounds of her breathing, drooling, and sucking echoed inside the room.
It was my limit.
Since I was performing an act of atonement in her room, I reached my climax faster than usual.
"Euh-keuk!"
The very moment I reached the peak, I shoved my cock deeper into her mouth to squeeze out every last drop.
Byureut! Byureut! Byureureut!
"Heup? Heup...! Euh-eup...!"
Hong Ye's panicked cry followed, and she trembled, shuddering, while clutching my buttocks.
She had her face buried in my groin, and I held her head as I caught my breath. Both she and I were catching our breath, still aroused,
"Sajae Hong Ye. Are you perhaps still sleeping?"
Only when a voice from outside called for Hong Ye did she finally come to her senses, and she shouted while changing her clothes.
"I, I'm coming out right now!"
And Hong Ye hurriedly dressed and walked outside. All I had to do was wait in this room for a bit and slip out when no one was around.
Gently rubbing my cock, which still held the lingering sensation, I settled down inside the room.
Voices of other disciples could be heard from outside.
"Sajae Hong Ye. You've got a hair stuck to your mouth. You must have been tossing and turning terribly last night. Especially since it's curly like this."
"Ah, is, is that so?"
Ah.
Should I jerk off one more time here?