episode_0023
by fnovelpia…Huh?
Ehwa-rin felt a slight sense of unease.
It felt like time had passed awkwardly for a moment.
But she didn’t need to worry.
She didn’t feel anything strange.
“I’ll ask again. What do you think of my order to recruit only female warriors?”
Jang-ju asked with a displeased smile on her face.
Why suddenly informal language… No, it’s natural.
Jang-ju is a great master.
I am just a lowly slave girl.
But even so, this order is too much.
Even considering the battlefield, this command is absolutely…
“A celestial maiden thinks of nothing. She only obeys the orders of the great master.”
Words that slipped out of her mouth involuntarily.
Uh… What’s going on?
Is something strange…?
Absolute obedience to the great master’s orders.
That is an absolute thing.
“Oh, is that so? Didn’t you oppose it until just now?”
Oppose.
The moment she heard that word, memories of her opposition came flooding back.
A huge shock.
Her body trembled at the thought of such a ridiculous mistake.
Thud!
Ehwa-rin slammed her head hard on the ground and begged for death.
“I, I, the celestial maiden, have committed a grave sin by not knowing the subject and committing an unforgivable sin… Please, kill me!”
Ehwa-rin begged for death, confessing her sins.
“It seems you know your sins.”
Banso-un said, enjoying the sight.
“Please… kill me!”
Ehwa-rin trembled all over and begged for death again.
“Haha, this master is not so cruel as to kill a valuable subordinate. I will cleanse your sins in another way.”
“Oh, your grace is like the sea, great master!”
Ehwa-rin expressed her gratitude, tears streaming down her face.
“Good, from now on, use your vagina to write the proclamation I ordered earlier. If the writing is messy, I will make you do it again until you get it right.”
Writing with your hands is a well-known fact.
But Banso-un clearly gave the order.
To write the proclamation with her vagina.
Writing with a woman’s genitals is a shameful and embarrassing act that is hard to even speak of.
Even lowly prostitutes wouldn’t do such a thing.
But…
“Oh, thank you, great master! Even if my humble vagina becomes a rag, I will write a proclamation that pleases you and cleanses my sins.”
Ehwa-rin was nothing but grateful and thankful.
Shame?
Such luxurious emotions cannot exist in front of the great master.
If you are told to strip, you strip, if you are told to spread your legs, you spread them.
That is her existence.
A slave girl whose only worth lies in absolute obedience to the great master’s orders.
“Hmm, a good attitude indeed. Well then…”
Banso-un brought out a brush and ink and laid them on the table.
Preparations were complete.
“Come here and write the proclamation.”
“Yes, great master.”
Ehwa-rin hurried over, took off her shoes and skirt, and climbed onto the table.
She briefly panicked when she realized there was nothing underneath her skirt, but that feeling quickly disappeared.
-Don’t worry about it.
The absolute command of the master that was unconsciously engraved in her mind immediately made her obedient, erasing any sense of unease.
“Thinking of your loose vagina, this master has prepared a thick brush especially for you.”
Banso-un chuckled and handed her the brush.
Indeed, it was not a fine brush for calligraphy, but a thick brush for bold strokes.
“Oh… I apologize. Due to the worn-out nature of the celestial maiden’s loose vagina, the great master even took such care…”
Apologizing for receiving an unimaginable insult of having a loose vagina, she acknowledged it herself and even bowed her head to apologize.
There were not many situations that could arouse sexual excitement more than this.
Bang So-un’s six rods were already stiffly raised.
“It’s okay. It’s only natural for a woman who has given birth to such a child to become loose and worn out. Hurry up and write the document.”
“Yes, master.”
Swoosh!
Lee Hwa-rin decisively plunged the brush into the inkwell.
She exerted all her strength to tightly grip the brush to its maximum.
Fortunately, it didn’t seem like the brush would come loose.
Thanks to the master who specially prepared a thick brush, thinking of her loose vagina.
Lee Hwa-rin sat down comfortably to write the document.
“You can write the document yourself. After a few times, you should be able to do it naturally.”
“Although I am a stupid slave, I will do my best, master.”
At Bang So-un’s command, Lee Hwa-rin finally started writing.
Dressed in a top but completely naked below, a woman diligently writing with a brush inserted into her vagina was an irresistibly lewd sight.
“Hahaha.”
Bang So-un burst into laughter with a face filled with domination.
Is there any man in the world who can make a woman do such a disgraceful act?
Not even the absolute masters of the martial world, the terrifying Great Demon, or even the Emperor could do it.
Only he and Jang-il could do it.
Bang So-un thoroughly enjoyed the scene that only two men in the world could realize.
***
“Again.”
Bang So-un tore up the paper again.
Was it because he didn’t like the handwriting?
No.
He just wanted to see the woman, who revealed her private parts, struggling with her lewd body.
“…I’m sorry, master. I will do it again right away.”
Lee Hwa-rin laid out a new paper and sat down again.
Her legs trembled from the continuous work.
Sweat dripped from her face like rain.
Sweat also gathered on her buttocks, flowing down the grooves of her bones.
Her naked body felt even more lewd due to the sweat.
“Haa, haa.”
Even in that situation, Lee Hwa-rin concentrated and moved the brush inserted into her vagina.
Every time the brush moved, her buttocks swayed left, right, forward, and backward.
Bang So-un laughed as he seemed to like the sight.
But he didn’t easily approve.
He rejected her several times and only said, ‘That’s enough’ when she was almost exhausted.
“Haa… Th-thank you… master…”
But she didn’t resent him.
She just deeply bowed in gratitude with her tired body.
Bang So-un thought about enjoying her body once, but he refrained.
It didn’t seem like he would enjoy doing it with a woman who was exhausted and weak.
‘I should release my pent-up frustration with my wife.’
Smirking, Bang So-un let Lee Hwa-rin go.
She still stood in front of him, completely naked below.
“Good job.”
Slap!
Bang So-un playfully slapped her sweaty vagina with his palm.
“Haa… I-I just did what was necessary… master…”
“Alright, then [get lost].”
“Ah…”
Lee Hwa-rin’s eyes emptied again.
She was deeply entranced.
“Listen well. You…”
Bang So-un once again wrote on Lee Hwa-rin’s head as he pleased.
***
Lee Hwa-rin knew.
What urgent task she had to handle even if it meant staying up all night.
That’s why she didn’t head home.
She headed to the master’s office.
The office was empty.
Of course.
It was already dark as the sun had set.
Hwaryak.
Ihwarin illuminated the study with many candles.
Then she placed a brush on the desk she usually used.
Jangju’s instructions.
It was to write and post a notice recruiting new servants.
Only female servants.
“Fe… female… servants…?”
Ihwarin felt a bit strange.
But soon her eyes glazed over.
“…Yes… foolish slave girls do not feel strangeness……”
She muttered in a foolish voice.
And soon her focus returned to her eyes.
“Twenty female servants. It’s natural to be female servants as they are the guards of the master.”
This time, it was her usual calm voice.
Ihwarin sharpened the brush to write the notices.
Even if she posted them in the battlefield and surrounding villages, about ten sheets would be enough.
She picked up the brush to write the notices.
At that moment.
Her eyes lost focus again.
“…Yes… you must write with a brush… always with a brush……”
Ihwarin muttered in a foolish voice.
After a while, she regained her senses.
She frowned slightly as if puzzled.
“Did I lose my mind for a moment? You must write with a brush, why are you using your hands.”
Ihwarin took off her skirt and climbed onto the desk.
Although unintentional, it briefly bothered her, but her foolish mind quickly forgot about it.
Without hesitation, she dipped the brush in ink.
She pressed firmly on the brush with force.
Finally, she felt relieved.
“Phew, luckily the brush fits well in the brush. With this, I can write good letters even with my old brush.”
With a satisfied expression, Ihwarin patted her buttocks vigorously.
Swoosh.
The notice recruiting servants was being written with the brush firmly pressed on the ink.
No one who sees this notice will dare to imagine.
That the notice they see is written with a brush in a woman’s ink.
And that too, with the head of the Geumryong battlefield personally pressing the brush on the ink.
“Alright, one down.”
Ihwarin placed the notice she wrote with ink on one side with a satisfied face.
And so her work continued throughout the night.
Until she filled all the quotas.
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