Opening the Floodgates
Content note: Explicit material
The Hao Sect was a faction formed by the lowest rungs of society — courtesans, carriage drivers, shop assistants, and the like.
Naturally, the martial arts they practiced reflected that origin in no small measure.
Eun Gwanyeong had mastered every one of those arts. Of them all, the one she had drilled with the greatest devotion was the Arts of the Bedchamber.
From the moment she swore to offer everything she was the next time she met Wi Ilcheong — the man who had saved her life — she had guarded her virginity with iron resolve, and even at the end of the most grueling training days she had practiced the bedroom arts every single night.
Ten years of that practice she was now pouring out without the slightest filter.
First I have to teach Lady Dokgo what pleasure feels like for a woman…
Someday Wi Ilcheong would take Dokgo Ryeong's virginity.
The thought of him sharing a bed with another woman was not exactly a joy — but Eun Gwanyeong knew perfectly well how much he would gain from a single night with Dokgo Ryeong, given the peculiar nature of the martial art he cultivated.
What other martial artists spent decades accumulating in inner energy, Wi Ilcheong could obtain from a handful of nights with a woman.
And yet, from everything Eun Gwanyeong had observed of Dokgo Ryeong — brief though that time had been — the girl did not look like someone who would quietly hand over her virginity.
No matter how faithfully Wi Ilcheong kept his promises, there was no guarantee the other party would do the same.
In that case…
Why not arrange things so that the other party had no choice but to keep the promise?
Why not make her the one who wanted that promise fulfilled first?
I'll get her crawling into Wi oppa's bedchamber herself!
Any other woman would have spread her legs for Wi Ilcheong long ago. Dokgo Ryeong was not any other woman.
But last time, the tiniest crack had shown.
A jar that had never once cracked was one thing. Widening a crack that had already appeared was easy work.
Eun Gwanyeong intended to open that floodgate now.
"Y-yes… yesh…"
Hearing Dokgo Ryeong's tongue-tied answer, a satisfied smile curved Eun Gwanyeong's lips.
Her willpower really is ridiculous for no good reason, isn't it? She finally broke, though.
The aphrodisiac Eun Gwanyeong had prepared was a secret among secrets of the Hao Sect.
Even a woman who had guarded her chastity with absolute firmness would, under its influence, spread her legs on the spot and beg to be taken.
Watching it take hold at last, Eun Gwanyeong stroked Dokgo Ryeong's cheek.
"Hehe… you're being so much more obedient now. Just leave everything to me and I'll make you feel wonderful, okay~?"
"Hhk…!"
Eun Gwanyeong's hand glided softly over the fabric of Dokgo Ryeong's undergarments.
Seeing how thoroughly soaked they already were even through the cloth, she lifted her fingers for display.
"Can you see this~?"
"W-what…!"
Eun Gwanyeong pressed her thumb and forefinger together, then drew them slowly apart, showing Dokgo Ryeong the clear, sticky strand that stretched between them.
"That's Lady Dokgo's love juices, you know?"
"W-what are you…!"
"Already this wet… honestly. Isn't the lewd one actually you, Lady Dokgo~?"
"Hhn…!"
Looking at Dokgo Ryeong's face — flushed as red as her own hair — Eun Gwanyeong resumed her work.
"Since it's the first day… I'll stop at just teaching you what pleasure feels like, all right?"
"What… what other filthy things are you— haaung…!"
Eun Gwanyeong's hand pressed firmly down over Dokgo Ryeong's undergarments.
Dokgo Ryeong's hips shuddered again, soaking the cloth even further.
"My my…. How can you be this lewd? It took me ages to get this wet myself, you know~…"
"Sh-shut up!"
"Eiht!"
"Haaung…!"
"I told you bad words get you punished~?"
Eun Gwanyeong pinched Dokgo Ryeong's nipple again and tugged it upward.
She was not simply tormenting the nipple.
Through it she was channeling a thread of inner energy, forcibly stimulating every nerve of pleasure — and Dokgo Ryeong could not keep her wits against the waves of sensation crashing over her.
"How does it feel~? Feels good, doesn't it? But… this is still only the entrance, you know?"
"W-what did you say? Hhn…!"
"I plan to teach Lady Dokgo properly about pleasure today, you see?"
Watching Eun Gwanyeong's hand slide back between her legs, Dokgo Ryeong clenched her teeth.
Please… please…!
She had been fighting it somehow from the start, but her body would not obey.
Every motion of Eun Gwanyeong's fingers sent electricity racing through her entire frame.
Even without this, her senses had been razor-sharp ever since the Bone and Body Reconstitution.
It was not only her hearing, taste, sight, and smell that had grown keen — her sense of touch had become astonishingly sensitive as well.
Add the aphrodisiac and Eun Gwanyeong's dazzling hands, and even Dokgo Ryeong's iron will began to crumble in short order.
Her body had been trembling without stop, refusing to listen.
A helpless numbness in her arms and legs, and the pleasure rolling in behind it, left her whole body limp.
And then, once more, an irresistible tidal wave of pleasure arrived.
"Most women like this spot best of all, you know?"
"Haaugh…!!"
The instant Eun Gwanyeong's fingers brushed the small, rounded pearl standing out above Dokgo Ryeong's sex, the greatest pleasure she had felt yet slammed into her.
"Hhk…! P-please… haaaung…!"
Dokgo Ryeong twisted, trying to crawl away on hands and knees — only for Eun Gwanyeong to catch her undergarments and yank them down as she spoke.
"After getting them this soaked~?"
"Haaugh…!"
Eun Gwanyeong gave the folds of her sex a light pinch, and Dokgo Ryeong's hips jerked violently again.
Face planted against the floor, drool trailing from her mouth, tongue already useless — and still the pleasure would not end.
It was so intense it seemed ready to tip over into pain, and yet her body craved it again.
That craving showed itself in her body without any conscious decision.
"Hehe… you really do have a talent for this, don't you?"
"Heuk?!"
"You can't even hold yourself up from the pleasure, and yet you're lifting your hips this high… Lady Dokgo is such a splendid little bitch~."
"Hnnn…!"
As Dokgo Ryeong twisted her upper body and thrust her hips high, her most private place came fully into Eun Gwanyeong's view.
Slick and gleaming with love juices, the soft pink cleft fluttered pitifully as if begging for something — anything — and Eun Gwanyeong hesitated for a moment.
…I wasn't going to go this far, but she's taking it better than I expected~…
Looking at Dokgo Ryeong's hymen, clearly visible, Eun Gwanyeong decided to advance just a little further.
She raised a finger and slipped only the first joint into Dokgo Ryeong's sex.
As her finger sank smoothly inside, she teased,
"Taking a finger this easily… you aren't actually a virgin, are you?"
"St-stop…"
"Wi oppa is several times thicker than this finger, you know~?"
"!!"
At those words, Dokgo Ryeong's inner walls clenched hard around Eun Gwanyeong's finger.
"My my…"
Even Eun Gwanyeong had not expected that reaction; she was briefly startled.
"Hnnn…! Haaung…! M-more… moreee…!"
Dokgo Ryeong's insides convulsed, rippling and clenching.
And a moment later—
"Hyaaang…!"
A wet, continuous sound.
Dokgo Ryeong collapsed flat against the floor with a heavy thud, and the sound of flowing liquid began.
Eun Gwanyeong looked down at the limp figure and watched warm fluid spreading between her legs.
"…Good heavens."
She stared, stunned.
Lady Dokgo is really a virgin who's never known a man?
Even with the body primed for pleasure, a virgin did not usually show this level of achievement from the very first time.
Passing out and wetting herself at the same time from pure pleasure…?
Eun Gwanyeong felt a flicker of something like fear.
She had been astonished by the grip that had just clenched around her finger, and she marveled that a mere aphrodisiac and a little caressing could produce this much sensitivity.
"Haaung…. Haa… haa…"
Watching Dokgo Ryeong twitch intermittently where she lay, Eun Gwanyeong let out a sigh.
"Haa…. Lady Dokgo has talent for the bedroom arts too~. I'm so jealous…"
Truly, the girl lacked for nothing.
Outstanding talent in martial arts, and on top of that a sexual sensitivity this magnificent.
…I'm actually jealous~.
Eun Gwanyeong sighed once more and opened the door.
"Sohyeon unnie~. Come help me a little~."
That was the last thing Dokgo Ryeong heard as her consciousness slipped away.
Fuck…
Coming to, Dokgo Ryeong spat a curse the way she always did and pushed herself upright.
The dream she had had last night had been the absolute worst.
A dogshit memory of being toyed with by that Hao Sect girl until she finally lost her mind.
"Ah, you're awake~?"
"…Hao Sect."
"My, looking to get scolded again~? Why not just call me Gwanyeong instead?"
"Who's getting scold—"
The moment she tried to snap back at Eun Gwanyeong—
Her lower dantian gave a sharp throb.
What the…
A thoroughly ominous premonition rose in Dokgo Ryeong's mind.
"Hehe, you fainted so hard you don't even remember~?"
"W-what are you talking about…"
"There's such a vivid trace of last night's intensity right here, though~?"
Dokgo Ryeong looked where Eun Gwanyeong was pointing. A stain remained on the floor.
"Wetting yourself from the very first caress, no less…"
"KYAAAAAAK!!"
Dokgo Ryeong lunged at Eun Gwanyeong in a full-blown fit.
But Eun Gwanyeong was not so soft as to simply take a punch swung without reason.
"There you go again~. Nyam."
"Hhn…!"
Having pinned her, Eun Gwanyeong gave her ear a soft little bite, and a cute whimper slipped out.
"Hehe… Lady Dokgo really is cutest when she's being quiet, you know~?"
"Y-you lewd little—!"
"Hmm~, I think the lewdest one here is Lady Dokgo, though~?"
"FUUUUCK!!!"
The curse left her mouth on pure reflex — and Dokgo Ryeong's heart dropped.
Her bad feeling had not been wrong.
"What did I say yesterday about using bad words~?"
"Hyaaang…!"
Eun Gwanyeong's tongue pushed into Dokgo Ryeong's ear.
The wet sensation and the sticky sound of saliva made Dokgo Ryeong writhe.
"I-I'm sooorryyy!"
"Hehe… so Lady Dokgo has finally learned how to apologize."
When Eun Gwanyeong let her go, Dokgo Ryeong scrubbed her ear over and over with her sleeve and glared.
But she could not quite open her mouth.
She wanted to unleash a full barrage of curses — and she was far too terrified of what would happen if she did.
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck! FUUUUUCK!!!
Since yesterday, her body had been refusing to obey in the strangest ways.
"W-what kind of sorcery is this?!"
"Hmm? Sorcery~? It's just the natural way of things, you know?"
Eun Gwanyeong licked the tip of her own finger and went on,
"You get something that feels good done to you, so you feel good. That's just the law of nature, right?"
"N-nonsense!"
"Hehe, your willpower really is something else~."
Eun Gwanyeong turned away from her, folded the letter she had been writing, and tucked it into her sleeve.
"Shall we go down~? You should eat breakfast, shouldn't you~?"
"…"
"After working so hard last night…. Hehe."
"KYAAAAAAK!!!"
"L-Lady Dokgo!"
It took another half hour of barely stopping Dokgo Ryeong from smashing her own head into the floor before Eun Gwanyeong managed to drag her down to the first floor of the inn.
"Ah, Lady Dokgo. You're up?"
"Fu…"
The curse started and died.
Wi Ilcheong's eyebrows rose at the sight.
"Oh… Miss Eun. You've accomplished something remarkable."
"Hehe… praise me, Wi oppa."
"Come sit here. I'll stroke your hair for you."
"Hehe… Wi oppaa…"
As Wi Ilcheong stroked her hair, Eun Gwanyeong's expression melted.
"So what method did you use? Truly something to marvel at."
"Well, you see~…"
"KYAAAAK!!!"
"…"
Dokgo Ryeong erupted and cut her off; Eun Gwanyeong closed her mouth and wore a peculiar little smile.
"Hehe… I'll tell you later~."
"Very well. More importantly, Lady Dokgo — how is your body?"
"Body? What about my—"
Only then did Dokgo Ryeong notice something strange.
She had been too busy being tormented by Eun Gwanyeong to register it, but she was moving perfectly fine.
As of yesterday she had still been aching all over from her bout with the Hao Sect girl — and somehow the searing pain was completely gone.
"…What the hell is this?"
"…As I thought. Lady Dokgo, may I check your pulse?"
"No. I'll do it myself."
Dokgo Ryeong closed her eyes and turned her awareness inward once more.
…Huh?
Every fine meridian in her body was lively and active.
The Yin energy of the Ten Thousand Years Ice Jade seated in her lower dantian had not frozen the fine meridians shut — it had spread through them instead, supplying Yin energy.
Dokgo Ryeong opened her eyes and tilted her head.
"W-what is going on?"
"Lady Dokgo, you hadn't noticed?"
"Noticed what?"
Wi Ilcheong pointed at her hair.
"Your hair is lighter than it was yesterday."
"…Huh?"
Only then did Dokgo Ryeong touch her own hair.
The vivid red had faded until it was nearly pink.
"…It seems I may have misjudged you, Lady Dokgo."
"What are you talking about?"
Wi Ilcheong said to her,
"Perhaps… you do not have the Nine Yin Meridian Block after all."