Chapter 84

Having never neglected his daily training, standing on one leg wasn't particularly difficult. However, it was neither a comfortable posture nor environment, so Cheong-ra's breathing didn't easily stabilize. His arms, bound behind him, were numb, and his leg, spread to the side and pulled taut by the rope, was unbearably uncomfortable. The constant tilting of the ship from side to side and back and forth made it even worse.

'Could he really have left me here...?'

Cheong-ra's lips were parched as he swallowed dryly. What came to mind then was how Dang Ran-yeong had left him alone in the prison cell. The Pavilion of Golden Fragrance and the prison cell were places with restricted access, so that was fine. But this was a cabin where people could enter at any time.

Even now, he could sense the presence of guards and porters on the deck just outside. Cheong-ra's breathing became increasingly unstable, and his lips, holding the green jade, trembled.

'Dang Ran-yeong, come back, please... right now...'

He desperately hoped that Dang Ran-yeong was still in this cabin. Or if he had gone somewhere, he wished for him to return like before. Just as he had learned there was a sensation more agonizing than pain - itching - he now realized for the first time how tormenting it was to be left like this.

Unable to bear it any longer, Cheong-ra twisted his body this way and that. However, the sturdy rope made of silk showed no sign of loosening or breaking. Finally, as he was about to let out a frustrated sob, exhausted by his own efforts...

There was a slow, caressing touch along his neck. Cheong-ra's chest swelled and then sank with deep relief. Indeed, though there had been no sound, he hadn't left the cabin. He must have been standing there, quietly enjoying the sight of Cheong-ra writhing in fear and anxiety.

A large hand firmly gripped his neck. The well-trained fingers applied pressure as if slightly choking him, then rubbed the nape of his neck. After rubbing several times from the hairline down, lips touched his skin.

"Ah...!"

A small gasp escaped through his teeth, still holding the jade. Dang Ran-yeong sucked on the skin with his lips, then slowly bit down with his teeth. There were still traces of the harsh bite marks from before, and now new teeth marks were being added on top. Cheong-ra, now accustomed to this pain, endured it silently. It felt as if his flesh was being torn away.

However, compared to being left alone earlier, this pain was preferable now. As he was enduring with his head turned to the side...

A rough hand painfully gripped his buttocks, which were still sore from being slapped earlier, and pulled them apart. Fingers touched his exposed perineum. Startled by the pressing movement that seemed about to push inside at any moment, he shook his head from side to side. But the other paid no heed and invaded.

Last time, he had been half-crazed with the itchy sensation, but now he was in his right mind. It was such a shameful area for another person's fingers to touch that Cheong-ra's face flushed red. However, afraid of dropping the jade in his mouth, he couldn't move at all.

He tried to clench his buttocks tightly, but only heard a small scoffing sound in response. Soon, two fingers forcefully spread and pushed inside.

"Mmph, nnngh...!"

Unlike in the prison cell, the feeling of torment was greater than pleasure. Another person's fingers were invading his most defenseless and intimate place. It was a rough and forceful act rather than gentle. As the long, firm fingers casually probed and spread him open inside, his body jerked.

It was unpleasant and painful. He felt ashamed.

Yet his member once again felt the familiar pain of being constricted by the string.

He, who had done nothing wrong and was merely pitiful, felt an indescribable thrill and pleasure from being forcibly taken by this cruel and violent other. Even as he blamed himself that this might ruin his life, it was an uncontrollable instinct.

He was simply a human born this way.

Even as he shuddered at himself, Cheong-ra's body was eagerly anticipating what was to come next.

"Hngh!"

In one go, the fingers were inserted deep enough for the knuckles to touch. His widely spread thighs tensed, and his chest swelled again. Having experienced this before, what naturally came to mind was the extreme pleasure from last time. He wanted to experience that again...

Dang Ran-yeong's other hand kneaded his bare thigh, then pulled on the string hanging between his legs. The string constricting his genitals came loose. Fingertips insultingly flicked the tip of his member. As his fully aroused penis swayed at the movement, Cheong-ra bit down hard on the jade in shame.

"Lewd and lascivious Beauty."

A mocking, condemning voice scratched at his ear. Cheong-ra couldn't deny the other's words. Apart from the anxiety and distress of possibly being caught by someone, he loved the pleasure this man gave him too much.

This was a joy only this man could provide.

The deeply buried fingers curled. Unlike the rough, careless probing in the prison cell, today's movements were slow and delicate. The fingers exploring inside suddenly stopped. Cheong-ra, who had been breathing heavily with tension, suddenly hunched his shoulders.

What was that? Something felt strange...

Well, it was his first time having his insides touched so thoroughly by someone else, so he thought it might be normal. But the strange sensation continued. The firm fingertips circled around a spot. Cheong-ra blinked his covered eyes, then opened them wide.

His heart seemed to plummet, and his body instinctively curled up as he wondered. He had no idea what this feeling was. But as the same action was repeated several times, he realized it was a familiar yet unfamiliar pleasure.

How could touching inside his stomach create such a feeling? Even without that itchy poison applied.

At first, it was just a strange tingling sensation in his lower abdomen, but as time passed, his body inevitably responded. Before long, a wave of heat spread, bringing a red flush to his cool skin.

"Hnngh...!"

Cheong-ra, who had never been interested in male-male relations, was greatly flustered by the changes occurring in his body. His confused feelings further fueled the heat.

What had been merely light caresses gradually became more forceful. As the fingers pressed and stimulated for longer, a corresponding strange pleasure spread. After just a few repetitions of this, Cheong-ra surprisingly and dejectedly climaxed.

Even as he ejaculated, he couldn't understand it at all. It was a different kind of pleasure and climax from what he knew. But before he could properly understand and accept it, the stimulation continued again.

The pleasure, which at first had only been perplexing, grew increasingly intense once it had taken root in his body. Each time the firm fingertips kneaded his insides, his breathing became more rapid. The jade in his mouth became thoroughly wet with his hot saliva.

"Hnng, nnh, nnh, nngh!"

It felt as if there was a small sphere of pleasure inside his abdomen. As revulsion reflexively rose at the unfamiliar stimulation, his reason briefly returned. He feared how he might look, hanging so lewdly with his rear being probed, in this cabin where someone might enter at any moment.

His body, which had been half-resignedly accepting the situation, regained strength and struggled violently. Immediately, there was a sharp sound. Dang Ran-yeong had struck his buttocks without removing the inserted fingers. When he trembled in surprise, as if unwilling to tolerate even that, a series of fierce slaps followed.

"Huk, ahuk...!"

The shame of being spanked, the burning pain that was hard to believe came from mere hand slaps, and the loud sound of being struck echoing all around were all distressing. Fearing that someone might hear these harsh sounds and come, Cheong-ra had no choice but to stop his struggling, his body trembling.

"That's right, good boy."

Dang Ran-yeong praised him, gently grasping his buttocks, which had swollen painfully as if struck with a whip. He probed the convulsing inner flesh again, which had just been struck.

"Nngh, ugh..."

His body's trembling intensified. As his insides were roughly stirred, Cheong-ra, who had nearly dropped the jade in his mouth, tilted his head back. It was a piece of jade that could probably buy a mansion in Chang'an. Blue veins stood out on his neck as he tensed his entire body.

As he endured steadfastly, a second climax approached. Unlike the first, it was a clear wave that couldn't be ignored. The sensation of ejaculation that washed over him like a wave turned the blackness before his covered eyes white. Evidence of his ecstasy slowly dripped from the tip of his fully erect member.

His breathing became rapid, but unable to breathe properly, Cheong-ra took shallow breaths through his teeth. There was no time to enjoy the afterglow of his climax. As the curved fingers scraped his insides, a flash-like pleasure followed.

"...Nngh, hnn, uh, ah!"

His heels, which had been supporting him on the floor, lifted and then touched down again. He sobbed as he twisted his painfully bound arms this way and that. Even that, he barely swallowed back down his throat, afraid it might escape outside.

If his mouth hadn't been sealed, he would have long since begged the other to stop, but unable to do so, only his chest heaved rapidly instead. Before he knew it, his heels lifted again, and his toes began to tingle. Though he was a martial artist who could stand on one leg for hours without issue, now his calves were already aching.

"Hnn, nngh, ugh!"

As he twisted his body, unable to bear the gradually intensifying pleasure, even that was not tolerated, and another harsh spanking followed. The even more painful slaps made his buttocks swell and redden further. This was a silent, cruel demand to quietly accept everything that was to come.