Chapter 140

Until he met Dang Ran-yeong, Cheong-ra didn't know that a person could be tormented to death by itching or pleasure.

No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't understand why this carp sculpture was called the Joyful Leaping Carp. Having experienced Dang Ran-yeong's manhood inside his body, the carp sculpture, which was neither as long nor as thick as that massive member, didn't seem like it would cause much pain. That's why it was even more frightening.

"Don't, don't use such strange things, just hit me. You like hitting, don't you!"

Cheong-ra found himself pleading without realizing it. He thought it would be much better to be hit on the buttocks or stomach, whipped, or choked than to have that thing used on him. No, it would definitely be better. Dang Ran-yeong put on a deliberately kind smile. However, his eyes were flickering with malice.

"I was going to hold back because Beauty's body hasn't fully recovered, but since you want it so much, I have no choice but to hit you."

Cheong-ra derived pleasure from being subdued by Dang Ran-yeong and forced to obey. In other words, he didn't particularly enjoy anything else.

He liked the situation where Dang Ran-yeong pinned him down and forcibly inserted his manhood, not the act of being painfully stabbed in the stomach or being hit itself. So he couldn't help but always be tense and scared, not getting used to the acts with his partner.

That's why he reflexively tried to pull his body away now. Dang Ran-yeong sneered at the slow and useless escape attempt and grabbed Cheong-ra's ankle, yanking it hard.

"Ugh!"

Cheong-ra lost his balance and fell to the floor with a thud. Before he could get up, Dang Ran-yeong immediately positioned himself between his legs and firmly grasped his struggling legs. Then he tucked them under his side. With his arms tied as well, Cheong-ra had no way to resist other than shaking his body from side to side while lying on his side.

In one swift motion, Dang Ran-yeong pulled down Cheong-ra's lower garments, which caught on his calves. The strings inside his undergarments also came undone.

After baring Cheong-ra's buttocks, Dang Ran-yeong took out a small vial from the box. When he opened the lid, a strong fragrance wafted out, indicating it was perfumed oil. He tilted the vial over the carp sculpture. As the oil flowed down, the carp's head glistened and shone in a very lewd manner.

Once the carp was thoroughly soaked, Dang Ran-yeong wasted no more time. The carp's blunt head wedged its way between Cheong-ra's buttocks.

"Ah, no...! Don't put it in! I said don't put it in!"

Cheong-ra's hands and feet turned white as he tensed his entire body, trying to prevent it somehow. The resistance of his tightly clenched anus was considerable, but with persistent pressure, the head finally entered thanks to the smooth oil. Once the largest and thickest part was in, the rest was easy.

"Ah!"

Cheong-ra's body jerked as the carp sculpture suddenly slid in. The carp slipped in smoothly from head to tail, then stopped with the tail fin caught at the entrance.

Throughout the treatment of the injuries sustained while fighting the Ink-scaled Centipede, Dang Ran-yeong had not touched Cheong-ra's body. Therefore, the foreign sensation after such a long time felt very unfamiliar to Cheong-ra. It felt even more so because what had entered was not a finger or manhood, but a cool jade sculpture.

His heart pounded rapidly. He tensed up, bracing for the torment the carp sculpture inside his body would bring. Would it be very painful? Or terribly itchy? However, surprisingly, apart from some discomfort, it felt like nothing. In fact, there was nothing strange about it. After all, it wasn't particularly thick or long to begin with.

While Cheong-ra was frowning, Dang Ran-yeong took out a familiar small container from his bosom. Cheong-ra was very wary, but Dang Ran-yeong merely applied some wound medicine to the areas he had scratched today. However, he left the swollen red nipples untouched.

As if to say he was allowed to inflict wounds, but nothing else would be permitted.

But what on earth was this carp sculpture? As Cheong-ra looked up in bewilderment, Dang Ran-yeong stroked his chin with his fingertips as if petting an animal and said,

"Well, Beauty. It's not much, is it?"

It certainly seemed like something... Knowing well that this wasn't a person to be so lenient, Cheong-ra couldn't let his guard down. Just this... Is this all, just putting this in? Calling it punishment? He even felt a bit disappointed when nothing happened.

At that moment, when Dang Ran-yeong pulled out a dagger, Cheong-ra held his breath. But contrary to his tension, the dagger merely cut off the sleeves of his upper garment, which couldn't be removed due to his tied arms. His naked body, slightly thinner than before due to recent internal injuries, was fully exposed.

"You should put on some weight."

His eyes surveyed Cheong-ra's body so calmly that it was rather shameful. He picked Cheong-ra up and, instead of throwing him somewhere or forcing him to kneel and tying him up, laid him on a soft bed. His attitude was incomparably gentler than before.

Sitting on the bed, he took out some more perfumed oil and spread it well on his palm. A fragrant scent filled the room. As Cheong-ra watched in increasing confusion, Dang Ran-yeong's palm touched his shoulder.

His warm palm covered the area around the Curved Bone acupoint. Then his thumb pressed firmly around the acupoint, causing pain. It was painful enough to make Cheong-ra's face scrunch up, but not unbearable. Soon, the area around his shoulder became slick with oil.

"Muscles stiffen after injury, making movements sluggish."

"Ugh..."

Cheong-ra let out a faint groan of pain, as his muscles had indeed stiffened. Dang Ran-yeong firmly pressed around various acupoints on the shoulder, including the Shoulder Well and Empty Basin points. He firmly pressed various parts of the upper body, except for the tied arms, loosening the stiff acupoints.

It was quite painful, but once a muscle was loosened, a refreshing and comfortable sensation soon followed. Before long, the frown on Cheong-ra's face gradually relaxed, and a feeling of lassitude set in.

Is this punishment? Isn't it closer to a reward? But if this is the case, why did he tie me up?

Such thoughts disappeared when Dang Ran-yeong moved down to his lower body and started loosening the muscles there. The pain was gone, leaving only a pleasantly languid feeling. The tense muscles relaxed as if they had never been on guard. Although he had recovered a lot, his body clearly wasn't back to normal yet, and drowsiness began to set in.

Cheong-ra started to feel strange when Dang Ran-yeong was loosening the muscles in his calves.

As the tension eased and his body relaxed, the carp sculpture pushed in a bit further. The carp's head pressed firmly against somewhere, spreading a familiar sensation.

Cheong-ra's eyes, which had been dozing, snapped open at the sudden pleasure. When he reflexively tensed his lower abdomen, another shallow wave of pleasure rippled through him. The private part that had been holding the carp's tail moved, trying to suck it in deeper.

From past experience, Cheong-ra knew there was some kind of spot inside that brought pleasure. The carp's head was stimulating that exact area. In an instant, sleep fled and his body tensed.

Fortunately, the stimulation wasn't too intense. Soon, Cheong-ra realized that if he stayed still, there was no stimulation. Just as he was about to relax his body...

Dang Ran-yeong's hand, which had passed the calves, touched the sole of his foot. His thumb, slippery with oil, slid up, parting the sole of the foot.

"Ah!"

Cheong-ra curled his toes and tried to pull away at the sudden ticklish sensation. But the hand firmly gripping his ankle didn't budge. As he tensed reflexively, his anus tightened, causing the carp to press up inside him, sending another wave of pleasure ringing through him. His face, which had been drowsy, flushed with a startled expression.

"Stay still. It's not over yet. I need to loosen the muscles in your feet too."

Saying this, Dang Ran-yeong scratched up the sole of Cheong-ra's foot with his fingertips, making Cheong-ra's body jerk. A strange moan, "Ahuu," escaped his lips. Cheong-ra's gaze wavered as he looked back at Dang Ran-yeong, thinking, "Surely not..."

"The power of all martial arts comes from the lower body. You need to stand firmly on the ground, so the feet are the most important foundation. Isn't that right, Beauty?"

"Hngh, that's, that's not what I meant, ahh!"

The tips of his index and middle fingers scratched down the sole of Cheong-ra's foot in a zigzag pattern. In an instant, his body twisted and his toes curled with all their might. As his lower abdomen tensed up, an even stronger pleasure than before rang out.

Cheong-ra was very unfamiliar with this kind of stimulation. No one had ever tickled him in his life. In fact, he hadn't had anyone else's hands touch his bare feet since he was young. Moreover, this ticklishness was completely different from when the medicine was applied last time.

At unexpected moments, fingertips would touch and lightly scratch the sole of his foot. Rather than pain, which he could have endured, it was a stimulation he couldn't help but react to, sending shivers down his spine. He didn't want to laugh at all, but reflexively, laughter bordering on screams escaped him as his nerves became highly sensitive.

"Ah, ah! Aha, huk, no, eut, ah! Dang Ran-yeong, just a moment...!"

Cheong-ra called out to Dang Ran-yeong urgently, stomping his feet. Then he held his breath and curled up. It was because the carp's head kept pressing firmly inside him. Each time, layers of pleasure built up, piling on top of each other.