Pajeo River (6): An Unwilling Hand
Even as the water laced with the aphrodisiac slid down her throat, Dokgo Ryeong fought it.
In the end the water passed, and her mind soon grew hazy.
…Dizzy. Hot…
A scorching sensation like the high of battle took over her body.
“F…fuck…”
Watching Dokgo Ryeong struggle to master the feeling, Baekri Sohyeon held out her hand to Wi Ilcheong.
“…Oppa Wi, give me that.”
“Miss Baekri, what are you—”
The moment he passed her the cup of drug-laced water, she filled her mouth with it and sealed her lips over Dokgo Ryeong’s.
“Mmnh…”
Something soft entered Dokgo Ryeong’s mouth along with the aphrodisiac water.
She thrashed to refuse it, and Baekri Sohyeon’s tongue slipped inside.
“Mmwah… nn…”
Baekri Sohyeon’s tongue was long, warm, and wet.
It coiled around Dokgo Ryeong’s own like a snake determined not to lose its prey.
The sensation was utterly new; Dokgo Ryeong’s mind went blank, and she swallowed every last drop.
“Haa… nnnh…!”
Her whole body burned as if with fever, and the place between her legs had been itching for some time.
“F…fuck! This… nnnh…! What the hell…”
“Hehehe… Miss Dokgo. Come here.”
“Nnnh…!”
While Baekri Sohyeon held Dokgo Ryeong from behind, kissing her and tangling their tongues, Eun Gwanyeong began slowly undoing the ties of Dokgo Ryeong’s sleeves.
“The first time’s the hardest. Just a little more and you’ll get used to it, you know?”
“Haah…!”
Eun Gwanyeong’s hand gently cupped Dokgo Ryeong’s swelling breast, and Dokgo Ryeong’s hips jerked.
This… crazy…!
Pleasure she had never known in her life stole control of her body.
A floating detachment as if the body were no longer hers, and with every stroke of Baekri Sohyeon’s tongue, every brush of Eun Gwanyeong’s fingers, she trembled violently.
Most shameful of all were the moans that kept bursting from her chest.
“Mmnh…! Mmwah… such pretty nipples, Miss Dokgo.”
“Sh… nngh…! Shut up…!”
“Your mouth is so rough… yet your body’s so honest.”
“Nnnh!”
Eun Gwanyeong began tormenting Dokgo Ryeong’s nipples.
With one hand she curled index and thumb into a circle, trapping the right nipple between them and rolling it gently.
Every twist of the nipple twisted Dokgo Ryeong’s waist with it.
Suddenly she realized her underclothes were growing wet.
“Hehe… look at this, Miss Dokgo.”
“…”
“They’re standing right up.”
“Y-you lewd little bitch…!”
Eun Gwanyeong lifted the nipple lightly with her tongue.
A warm, ticklish sensation wound around it.
Then she set her teeth carefully and gave the nipple a soft bite.
“Hyaang…!”
The sudden coquettish cry startled Dokgo Ryeong so badly she clapped a hand over her own mouth.
Baekri Sohyeon had no intention of leaving her alone.
“Hihi… Ryeong Mae. Don’t be so embarrassed…. I was like that at first too… you’ll like it soon.”
“Wh-what…! Nnnh…!”
Baekri Sohyeon nipped lightly at Dokgo Ryeong’s ear.
Her long tongue slid into the canal.
The wet sound of that tongue rolling directly inside her ear rattled through Dokgo Ryeong’s skull.
“Nnnh…! St… stop…!”
“That will be enough, ladies. This should be sufficient.”
“…”
When Wi Ilcheong called Baekri Sohyeon and Eun Gwanyeong off, the two reluctantly drew away from Dokgo Ryeong.
“…Pity. Ryeong Mae’s moans are so lovely….”
“Is that all? That soft skin, those pretty pink nipples…. I almost put my hand between Miss Dokgo’s legs without thinking.”
“…That part Oppa Wi will caress later. We mustn’t touch first.”
“Yeees~.”
Listening to them, Dokgo Ryeong tried to rage, but her body would not obey.
What is this feeling… this…
She cursed the senses that had grown so much sharper since she became a woman.
Every single action of Baekri Sohyeon and Eun Gwanyeong was intense pleasure.
In the midst of a rapture that threatened to snatch her consciousness at any moment, Dokgo Ryeong fought to hold on, yet her body refused to listen.
Just as Eun Gwanyeong had said, her body was honest.
“Miss Baekri.”
“…Mm.”
While Dokgo Ryeong lay on the ground panting, Baekri Sohyeon slipped between Wi Ilcheong’s legs and undid his trousers.
The moment the trousers came down, his manhood sprang free.
Crazy…
The instant Dokgo Ryeong saw Wi Ilcheong’s cock, her lower abdomen throbbed.
Why… why is this happening! Fuck!
Even as she tried to look away, her eyes kept flicking back toward it.
Baekri Sohyeon took hold of it and spoke.
“…Ryeong Mae. Watch carefully.”
“Wh-what!”
“…This is what Ryeong Mae has to do now.”
Baekri Sohyeon extended her tongue long and lowered her head toward his cock.
“Th-that filthy—!”
“It isn’t.”
Baekri Sohyeon’s tongue touched the root of Wi Ilcheong’s manhood.
Her stiffened tongue traveled slowly upward along the shaft until it reached the head; she pressed a light kiss to the tip, then lifted her face.
She looked at Dokgo Ryeong with seductive eyes.
“…It’ll feel good. The feeling of serving….”
“Wh-why would I do something like—!”
“…Because we can’t leave if you don’t.”
Baekri Sohyeon took Dokgo Ryeong’s hand.
Not forcing, merely holding it lightly.
When Dokgo Ryeong tried to shake free, Eun Gwanyeong suddenly cried out.
“Aigoo, Miss Dokgo. Why are you being so stubborn?”
Smack.
Eun Gwanyeong spanked Dokgo Ryeong’s bottom with a sharp crack, and her body shuddered.
“Kyaah…!”
Electricity raced up her spine.
Her lower abdomen throbbed again.
Eun Gwanyeong yanked Dokgo Ryeong’s arm forward until Wi Ilcheong’s cock stood right before her face.
“Here, look.”
Eun Gwanyeong’s tongue was small and cute.
She gripped Wi Ilcheong’s shaft and brought her pointed tongue to the head still half-sheathed in foreskin.
“L-like this. Peel the skin back and…”
Her tongue slipped between glans and foreskin.
Pushing the skin aside, she circled the head once, and Wi Ilcheong’s glans was fully exposed.
“Tada. How’s that?”
“H… Hao Sect trash really are lewd bitches!”
“So what? Every woman ends up fucking a man eventually. Miss Dokgo’s own parents did this and made Miss Dokgo, didn’t they?”
“Wh-what does that have to do with anything!”
Then Wi Ilcheong, who had been silent, spoke.
“Miss Dokgo.”
“Wh-what, you crazy bastard!”
“If you truly do not wish to, you need not.”
“…What?”
Wi Ilcheong reached out and brushed her hair back as he continued.
“I made a promise to Miss Dokgo. That I would not take her virginity until we reached Tianzhu. What we are doing now does not take that virginity, yet I know it is similar to the first night you have been saving.”
“Th-that’s why…!”
“However. Because of my own inadequacy, if Miss Dokgo does not help me now, escaping this place will be difficult.”
“…”
“A single ejaculation will suffice. Please help me, Miss.”
Wi Ilcheong bowed his head to her.
“Fuck… is this really the only way?”
“…Yes.”
“This fucking— you bastards planned this whole thing, didn’t you?!”
“…If necessary, I am prepared to teach you a portion of the formulas of the Classic of the Plain Girl. A woman’s virginity is that important a matter.”
“No… fuck…. Haa…”
Dokgo Ryeong’s mind was chaos.
The present situation was clearly one she had brought upon herself.
If she had not been this pathetic and weak, she would already have broken through the encirclement and fled.
No—she would have stormed the Wulin Alliance and raised hell.
She would not have needed to borrow the Lust Demon’s hand at all.
Yet right now… she alone could not use martial arts and had become dead weight.
And this, they said, was the one situation in which she could actually be of help.
Fuck… it’s not like I’m dying…. No, but fuck… even so…
No matter how dangerous the situation, licking a man’s cock and cooing like a whore was something she felt she simply could not do.
The heat of the aphrodisiac, the confusion of the moment, and the guilt of having caused it all tangled together until, at last—
Dokgo Ryeong made her decision.
“J-just make you cum and that’s it, right?!”
“…Yes, that is correct, but—”
“F…fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuck!!!”
Cursing over and over, Dokgo Ryeong grabbed Wi Ilcheong’s cock.
“C-can’t I just use my hand?”
“That is perfectly fine.”
“Fuck…”
She closed her eyes, seized his manhood, and began stroking it up and down.
“H-hurry up and cum. Got it?!”
“I shall endeavor to do so.”
“…”
Half-turned away from him, Dokgo Ryeong stretched out her arm and pumped his cock.
The manhood in her grip was so large and long it would not fit entirely in her hand.
No, fuck…. Something weird in my hand…. Wait…
When she closed her eyes and concentrated for a moment, internal energy flowed exactly as Wi Ilcheong had said.
Qi that began in his cock swept through the interior of Dokgo Ryeong’s body and returned through her hand into his manhood again.
It was unmistakably the process of building qi.
What kind of insane mind method is this…
Building qi was the process of drawing in energy from the outside—from nature—and accumulating it in one’s dantian.
In that process the energy circulated through the eight extraordinary meridians and was naturally dissolved into one’s own body; Wi Ilcheong’s mind method used another person’s body as well during that process, allowing him to accumulate far more internal energy than others even while employing the same method. It was a bizarre form of cultivation.
While she felt that strange energy, Dokgo Ryeong’s shoulder gradually grew sore.
“Fuck, hey! Lust Demon! When are you gonna cum?! My arm’s about to fall off….”
“…It seems Miss does not understand the concept of atmosphere.”
“No, fuck, what atmosphere when we’re just—”
“The communion between man and woman is also important, after all.”
“…Fuck.”
“It cannot be helped. Miss Baekri, Miss Eun. Would you assist?”
“Yeees~.”
“…Mm.”
“Wh-what…”
Baekri Sohyeon and Eun Gwanyeong naturally pressed against Wi Ilcheong from either side.
He began exchanging tongues with Baekri Sohyeon while resting a hand on Eun Gwanyeong’s head and guiding her between his legs.
“Mmwah… mm…”
“Ah, Miss Dokgo. Don’t stop your hand, okay? I’ll do the licking.”
“Wh-what…!”
“Mmnh…”
Eun Gwanyeong circled the Lust Demon’s glans with her tongue, then took only the tip into her mouth.
“Slurp… mmwah… mm…”
Watching her suck Wi Ilcheong’s cock with lewd sounds, Dokgo Ryeong’s mind blanked until Eun Gwanyeong pulled off to speak.
“Aigoo, Miss Dokgo. Keep moving your hand, I said?”
“Uh… uh. More than that, your mouth…”
“Ah…”
A clear, sticky fluid stretched from Wi Ilcheong’s urethra to Eun Gwanyeong’s lips.
When Dokgo Ryeong pointed at it, Eun Gwanyeong broke the strand with her tongue and smacked her lips.
“Hurry. Keep moving your hand.”
“Uh… uh…”
Dokgo Ryeong switched hands and resumed stroking Wi Ilcheong’s cock.
“Mmnh… nn…. Oppa Wi… the other side too…”
“My apologies. That was my mistake.”
Baekri Sohyeon had already removed her upper garments and was half-naked.
While the Lust Demon fondled her enormous breasts, Eun Gwanyeong continued enthusiastically servicing his glans as if she did not care in the least.
Th-they’re all crazy. Everyone’s crazy…
Even as she mechanically moved her hand, Dokgo Ryeong stared blankly at the bizarre spectacle.
Then Wi Ilcheong’s cock began to twitch.
“Ah… it seems I am about to finish. Miss Dokgo.”
“Uh… what?”
“Be careful…!”
The instant the words left him, his manhood pulsed and the veins throbbed.
At the same moment Eun Gwanyeong pulled her mouth free, and a milky fluid erupted from his cock, splattering across Dokgo Ryeong’s face.
“A-are you all right?!”
“Ah…”
“Eek…”
The other three all stared at Dokgo Ryeong in panic.
Dokgo Ryeong herself, face covered in semen, blankly dabbed at the fluid with a finger.
M-my head…
Her body, heated by the aphrodisiac, moved on its own.
The moment she unthinkingly brought that finger toward her mouth, she suddenly felt their gazes.
“…”
Wi Ilcheong, Baekri Sohyeon, and Eun Gwanyeong were all staring at her; only then did Dokgo Ryeong’s mind clear.
“F…fuck!”
“M-Miss Dokgo. Please calm yourself—”
“U…uaaaaagh! No! It’s not!!!!”
Scooping dirt from the ground and scrubbing her face to wipe away Wi Ilcheong’s semen, Dokgo Ryeong still found it insufficient and finally slammed her head into the earth.
Thud!
She drove it in so hard a loud crack rang out and her consciousness blurred.
…Fuck.
In the fading awareness, once more—
Dokgo Ryeong’s lower abdomen throbbed.