44. Murong Clan (6)
Murong Clan (6)
44. Murong Clan (6)
"Now then. Huangfu oppa, you should leave."
"Huh?"
"Why? Do you want to see Unni naked?"
Despite his fine, powerful build, Huangfu Gun foolishly answered yes before shrinking beneath Murong Rin's sharp glare. He seemed decent enough, at least...
"Ah... no. Then I'll take my leave. Rin, put some clothes on too."
"How could I get both of them naked and be the only one wearing clothes? You already know anyway. Unlike my chaste unni, I'm a woman with no chastity worth mentioning."
Why would nudity matter now, when not only her countless lovers but even her bizarre past had been exposed? Huangfu Gun had no answer. Without that disqualifying flaw, he could never have coveted even the place of her temporary lover. At last he closed the door and left with slumped shoulders.
Once he left, Murong Rin brightened again. Unlike Master, who merely shifted moods quickly, this madwoman's emotions truly changed like a storm.
"Now. How about it, unni? I've sent Huangfu oppa away. Young Master Baek seems to be wavering too, so don't you think it's about time that you, not me, should start putting in some effort like a woman?"
"M-Me?!"
"Unni, you are the one who came to ask a favor of me, while Young Master Baek is merely someone trying to curry my favor. If I don't grant your request, you'll truly be in dire straits, but Young Master Baek simply needs to humor me in other ways, and that's the end of it. The one in need isn't Young Master Baek—it's you, unni."
Murong Rin clearly intended to keep Murong Jin close and help her. That was why she now meant to brand the hierarchy into her and make her understand her position as a supplicant.
"Ah... I understand. Reverend Yeongmok. I entreat you."
She had no other choice. She too was learning that defying Murong Rin only brought harsher consequences.
But it still was not enough. Murong Rin addressed her again with a cold expression.
"Unni, are you joking? Do you still imagine yourself to be Murong Jin of the Murong Clan? You're the wife of a rural military official. Young Master Baek is the eldest son of Baek Clan Estate, a promising unmarried man. Look at him. He isn't even looking at you. He can't tear his eyes away from my nipples and Yin Gate. If I prepared the stage for you, should you not put in some genuine effort now too?"
Fuck. As expected of a master, she'd even pinpointed precisely where my stolen glances were landing.
To Murong Rin, who had shattered her spirit multiple times, raising it only to crush it, Murong Jin now spoke quietly, with a desolate expression.
"Rin. Having come this far, how could I wish to offend you? I am foolish and understand nothing, so tell me plainly what I must do to soothe your anger and receive your help."
Murong Jin's spirit had broken completely. If left like this, she would become Murong Rin's toy, obeying without thought—first with me, whom she would never meet again, and eventually even stripping and spreading her legs before servants in the middle of the clan estate. But Murong Rin didn't want a mechanical puppet.
"To make a man feel that way, wouldn't it be better to undress like us first? Unni, you are someone whose only asset is a pretty body."
At those words, Murong Jin stripped piece by piece with trembling hands and folded her clothes neatly beside the table. She was no longer an honored direct-line daughter of the Murong Clan or Murong Rin's older cousin. She had become a naked slave obeying her master.
"Unni? Move your hands. Why did you undress if you intend to cover your breasts and genitals?"
At the command, she lowered her head and slowly dropped her hands, fully exposing to me the secret places a woman—especially a married woman—should never show another man.
"Hm. I thought we looked quite alike, but this part is a little different, I see. Your pubic hair is more abundant than mine, unni."
With every teasing word, tears welled up in Murong Jin's eyes.
"Is it all done now?"
"As if that were enough. A naked woman alone can't compete with me, younger and prettier. Unlike me, you're accustomed to obeying men, are you not, Unni? You looked well suited to kneeling and pouring wine earlier. Kneel, bow politely, and beg. Plead with him to embrace you and grant even a married woman like you that enormous cock."
At that moment, my eyes met Murong Jin's. I had no idea why things had come to this with her, someone I'd just met, but having been swept up in the storm that was Murong Rin, this must be how it ended up.
"Rin."
"Why? Unni?"
"Is it really all right if I curse you?"
"If you can, do it in your heart."
"You demonic bitch. I'll sincerely pray that your eldest brother becomes Young Clan Head."
Murong Jin mounted a meaningless resistance, pouring her last remaining venom into it. But that only made Murong Rin savor it more.
"Good. Then I'll introduce you to a capable Daoist. Plead sincerely with Reverend Yeongmok before you. Brother-in-law's penis is the size of a finger, so it's hardly different from masturbation. In a sense, you're still a virgin, unni, so tell him you will offer a virgin as the divination fee and earnestly beg him to bring ruin upon Murong Rin."
"You heard her, didn't you? Now, violate my body, and later, I'll earnestly implore you to ensure that bitch suffers a fate worse than mine."
With those words, Murong Jin knelt on the floor and prostrated herself flat in a bow. Honestly, it had been a week since I had left the Yeongsan Sect. If I didn't feel lust in this situation, that would mean I was a eunuch.
"You needn't hesitate. It's all because that woman is wicked. As you heard, she was so starved for sex that she used an enormous wooden phallus even before marriage. Reverend, pay it no mind and enjoy yourself."
Murong Jin now spoke freely to me. Her harsh tone was a defense mechanism, puffing herself up after being gaslighted. She would probably speak more roughly to Murong Rin from now on, but even while cursing, she would ultimately obey every command.
"As I said, I am a lewd woman, but unlike Rin, who spread her legs for hundreds of men, my body knows no man but my husband. Please do not think me too filthy. Think of this as helping me."
Once she resolved to surrender, her heart seemed to ease. Her final pride no longer drove her to resist, only to curse Murong Rin. Murong Jin wasn't ordinary either; Murong Rin was just a madwoman beyond comparison. According to Murong Rin, she had masturbated every night before marriage with a wooden phallus the size of my cock, and her voice was gradually growing sweet with lust.
"Foolish Unni. Had you not eloped, you might be making Young Master Baek prostrate himself before you by now. But that was your choice. Young Master Baek, I have a request. Since we are friends who can drink with each other's naked bodies as drinking fare, may I watch the two of you couple? Four jars of Shaoxing wine remain, but the snacks are poor."
Murong Rin sat down leisurely, sneering at Murong Jin's curses.
You bitch. Just wait. I would show her plainly that even ten jars of Shaoxing wine wouldn't be enough.
I lifted the prostrate Murong Jin, took off the top of my Taoist robe, spread it on the floor, and laid her down upon it.
"Oh? Young Master Baek, did you train in External Arts? You're smaller than Huangfu oppa, but that sculpted body is as impressive as the stone statue of a divine general."
Her impression upon seeing my body. They were just show muscles, so without even this much of a compliment, there would've been no reason to exercise.
"Thank you, Reverend. You must be displeased, yet you removed your robe and laid it down for a woman like me. As Rin said, your body is splendid. I am a daughter of a martial family and have seen many men's bodies, but never one like yours. Reverend, we have both been caught in Rin's vicious scheme. So give up as I have, enjoy it, and then let us forget each other."
She gently wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek.
"If I cry, wail, and feel ashamed, that's exactly what Rin wants. I won't show her such a sight. Instead, help me enjoy the Reverend's cock."
Though she whispered, a master like Murong Rin could hear every word. It was meant for her. But Murong Rin was capricious and tenacious. She did not want tears of shame. Murong Jin thought she was resisting, but Murong Rin was savoring how both of us became accustomed to ever more absurd commands in the palm of her hand.
After whispering in my ear, she licked it and slowly moved down to my neck. Since she didn't practice the Yin Blossom Art, I needed to get her sufficiently wet first. When I lightly squeezed her breasts, she began letting out subtle moans.
"Ah... Ha... hng. Reverend. Do you like my breasts?"
Driven by her resentment toward Murong Rin, she began seducing me in a coy, nasal voice like a courtesan.
"They are lovely breasts."
"Mine are bigger than Rin's. Please, toy with them to your heart's content."
As she wished.
I moved my hand slightly and lightly stimulated her nipple, and she immediately counterattacked, sucking on my chest. They'd said her husband's equipment was inadequate, and perhaps she'd satisfied her sexual desires with this kind of foreplay; her movements were very practiced.
"This is a first. You must carry a wonderful scent sachet. How should I put it... a fragrance one could become addicted to?"
Her eyes gently unfocused. She gradually forgot even her resentment toward Murong Rin as her own powerful lust returned. Our hands naturally moved downward. As she firmly grasped my cock, I felt her body heat rise.
"Ah... Ahh! Rev... Reverend!!"
I had only lightly stroked her pussy, yet she cried out as though convulsing. I hadn't even reached the Fifth Stage of the Yang Blossom Art, so she really must have been starved for sex.
"Ama... Amazing! It makes me want to tell my husband how to touch a woman, too. Please, I beg you to teach me the way to handle a woman!"
Even without the Yang Blossom Art, I had plenty of experience with caresses. Because I had suffered premature ejaculation, I had paid even more attention to foreplay. I had never taken Gyeong Su-yeon's virginity, but I had always enjoyed her reactions and brought her to climax. When I slipped a finger into Murong Jin's vagina and touched the G-spot, unknown in this era, she moaned convulsively and even twitched.
"A premature ejaculator has his own little tricks, I see. I've gained new respect, Young Master Baek. But, unni, what if a baby is conceived? Shall I tell a servant to fetch a Birth Control Pill?"
Murong Rin asked while drinking merrily. What a truly nasty personality. She deliberately raised the question at this exact moment, when Murong Jin was already naked on the floor and climaxing, about a contraceptive pill whose supposed ability to kill sperm was difficult to trust. Naturally, if she requested the Birth Control Pill, the servants would have to see Murong Jin in her current state. If she dressed and waited for it, the mood she had painstakingly built would be shattered.
"D-Don't... I don't need it! My period ended yesterday!"
"Come to think of it, you have nothing to worry about either, unni, right? Even if you conceive Young Master Baek's child, you can go home, sleep with Brother-in-law once, and pass it off as his. Is a married woman like you not better suited to fooling around with men than an unmarried young lady like me?"
Leaving her giggling, I slowly pushed my cock into Murong Jin's already-wet pussy. She'd trained with an oversized wooden phallus, and though she didn't take me as easily as Master or Senior Sister, her moist vagina still accepted me smoothly. When I thrust in for the first time, she forgot even to breathe and vividly relived the sensations of masturbating in her long-lost maiden days.