episode_0038

It’s been five days since I started getting massage.

“Ha… ! ah… !”

As soon as Lim Seo-ryeon returned, she took off her underwear and threw herself onto the bedding. The tantalizing play of running her fingers over her underwear as if she were playing a prank was actually making her body burn more as the days passed.

At first, I thought I would cool it down by touching it with my finger. They thought that if they touched it lightly and gave their body an exhilarating stimulus, they would be able to endure the night.

“Aang… !”

But one day, when she poked her finger deep into her underwear, after realizing that the deeper she pressed her finger, the longer the tingling sensation lasted throughout her body, her fingers began to move in a way that could not be expressed in words like tap, tap, tap. I repeatedly pierced it deeply and slowly pulled it out.

“Ah… ! ah… ! Ah… ! Ugh… !”

And it was only yesterday that I felt that even this was not enough. I realized that compared to pressing with my fingers, the area to be pressed is larger and it feels better to rub it up and down.

The fact that it feels better to apply pressure to a large area and sweep upward served as an excuse to escape from this dirty basket only if you can cool down your body heat on your own.

“Ha! iced coffee… ! Ah!”

It feels better to take off your underwear and sweep your bare skin than to sweep it over your clothes.

“Hmph! ah! Ah!”

It feels better to bounce your waist and move it together rather than just move your hands.

“Ah… ! ah… !”

As soon as the servants left, she got under the covers, put her hand between her legs, and rubbed her petals up and down with her open palm. Every time her palm and delicate private part, drenched in obscene liquid, made a sound, Lim Seo-ryeon twisted her body, letting out a sound filled with joy.

“Ahh! Ah!”

And with his hands full of strength, he shook his back, making a vulgar clanking sound that echoed throughout the room.

“Ah… ! iced coffee… ! Ah… !”

Finally, I was able to have a light climax while shaking and shaking with my back floating in the shape of a sky bridge.

“Ah..! Ahhh..! Ahhh… !”

And Lim Seo-ryeon, who had reached her climax, realized that there was not enough stimulation to relieve the lust burning inside her.

This was because Do-cheol and Seong-seon touched various parts of her body and slowly raised the level of pleasure, making it impossible for her to reach orgasm with a beginner’s clumsy masturbation. After the tingling sensation that dominated her body swept through her entire body, her body let out a breath that sounded like laughter and asked a question.

‘Is this the end?’

Lim Seo-ryun turned her head without realizing it. The sword was in front of her. Blunt sheath and elongated, smooth surface.

Lim Seo-ryun, who was trembling with pleasure, stretched out her hand without realizing it.

[What is a sword?]

A humid evening with dripping water falling on the floor.

Far away, in the adjutant’s room, the sound of lustful thrashing was ringing at dawn.

“Baby. Today I’ll show you a new technique. Now, do your waist like this! If you turn it like this… !”

“Nooo! Oooooh!”

In the midst of that incongruous lewd sound, Lim Seo-ryeon reflected in her mind the question her teacher had asked. At that time, she was kneeling in front of her Master, and behind her, a long, blunt sword was shining and shining. At that time, Lim Seo-ryeon was curious about the difference between the sword her teacher used and her own sword.

How is it that the sword my teacher uses looks so shiny, makes a beautiful sound every time he swings it, and is lighter than mine? Why can’t I swing the sword as lightly as my teacher swings it?

Those days when I had more distracting thoughts than cleaning radishes. The Master smiled and asked a question as if he understood Lim Seo-ryun’s complex and young mind.

[Seoryeon. What do you think a sword is?]

At that time, Lim Seo-ryeon responded as follows. He looked straight at his teacher with a brave face and clenched his fists.

[It’s hiking.]

[Why do you think that?]

[This is because you are constantly running over and overtaking those in front of you. Pursuing the next level and continuing to rise. That’s how you can reach the top. That’s why I think sword training is like mountain climbing.]

However, her pledge to rise to a high position through the sword did not seem to have resonated well with her teacher. Lim Seo-ryun’s teacher slowly shook his head with a smile and said this.

[That is not a good answer.]

[Why is that so? A person who learns the sword. Isn’t it natural to pursue a state?]

[No, that’s not true. Gyeonggi and strength are ultimately just empty names that others call. People like to evaluate the process of learning and understanding by attaching first-class or second-class numbers and pretentiousness, and they want to be evaluated.]

At that time, Lim Seo-ryun’s teacher pulled out his sword as if to show off. There was not even a sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard, and there was no sound of the wind cutting through it when it was swung. Even though the essence of the Hangsan Sword Technique was unfolding before her eyes, Lim Seo-ryeon could not even properly observe the movement of the sword.

Every time the thin surface of the sword reflected the sunlight falling on the training ground, the trajectory could only be estimated based on that fleeting image. Performing the final exercise of the Hangsan Sword Technique, the teacher stood upright, dragging the ground with his feet and tilting the sparkling blade.

Lim Seo-ryeon opened her mouth and couldn’t say anything at the sight of her teacher, and the teacher was smiling contentedly, as if he felt refreshed after just one sword dance.

[How could someone who pursues truth with a sword try to divide classes with a sword? Dividing people creates superiority and inferiority. When superiority and inferiority arise, true intentions are distorted and sentiments become entrenched in the heart.]

When the sword was sheathed, a soft sound was heard. The sound of the sword blade and sheath lightly brushing against each other rang in Lim Seo-ryeon’s ears, as if she was intentionally trying to hear it.

[We shouldn’t do that. We are gathered here to enlighten the world with nothing, so we must not do that.]

The scabbard made a clicking sound. As the sound echoed throughout the large training hall, Lim Seo-ryeon felt her heart pounding.

[Seoryeon. I wish you knew how to use the sword differently.]

“Master… .”

Im Seo-ryeon was standing up from her seat and reaching for her sword.

A single tear welled up in her eye, and her face turned red from shame.

My body, heated by four days of massage, made me hold the sword without realizing it. I took a look at the blunt shape of the scabbard and made him hold the sword.

Lim Seo-ryeon hugged the sword tightly as if hugging a doll, and raised the tip of the sheath toward her private parts. Then, as I raised my waist and rubbed against the blunt sheath of the sword, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure.

“Ugh… ! joy… ! ah… !”

I can’t be satisfied with my fingers.

No matter how much she touched and rubbed, she could not completely relieve the heated sexual feeling. It seemed like everything would be refreshed with just one climax that flew all the way to the top of her head, but as incomplete combustion continued, her mind was turning into a mess.

So I used my palm.

By rubbing and rubbing with my palms, I was finally able to reach climax, but my body was demanding more pleasure as if this wasn’t enough. In a situation where she could not feel any better, Lim Seo-ryeon finally reached out for her sword.

“Ah! Ah! Yes! Ah!”

[How could someone who pursues truth with a sword try to divide classes with a sword? Dividing people creates superiority and inferiority. When superiority and inferiority arise, true intentions are distorted and sentiments become entrenched in the heart.]

The teacher’s voice rang in my head.

She always taught her in a calm and slow tone. When I first learned the Hangsan sword technique, she herself held Lim Seo-ryeon’s sword and taught her the basics of swordsmanship.

“Ah! Ouch! Ugh! Ah!”

[We shouldn’t do that. We are gathered here to enlighten the world with nothing, so we must not do that.]

Lim Seo-ryeon had many excuses.

“Aang! Ah! Ugh! Ah!”

For example, one could claim that this was a ritual.

The sword is also a tool of martial arts to cut down and eliminate demons with great power, so a ritual is performed to wash away evil thoughts by rubbing one’s body with the sword.

“Ugh! ah! Ah! Ah!”

But in fact, Seo-Ryeon Lim couldn’t even come up with such an excuse. Once I started putting the sheath on my body, I fell into a trance and just rubbed it.

“Ugh! Ah! Ah!”

At first, it was like lying down and hugging a pillow.

“Ahh! ah! Ah!”

He raised his body and started shaking it up and down as if he was stabbing a sword.

“Ha… ! ah… ! Ahhh! Ugh! Ah!”

Then, he lifted his waist and bounced his back as if he was striking the edge of the sword sheath.

“Ah… ! iced coffee… ! Ahhh… !”

Easier than before, she was able to reach climax.

“Aaaa! Ugh! Tsk… !”

She stood up with her back trembling, and suddenly remembered her teacher’s voice.

[Seoryeon. I wish you knew how to use the sword differently.]

Would Master really approve of this method?

Lim Seo-ryeon didn’t really want to ask questions.