episode_0088

Sizzle!

A sound of something burning could be heard.

More precisely, the sound of a body burning and melting.

It was Hwagolsan.

A highly toxic substance that melts flesh and bone.

As powerful as it was expensive, but of course, it was no problem for Bang So-un.

To him, it was just like the cost of dog food.

“Haha, it burns so well.”

Jang-il chuckled.

Watching Jang-il, Bang So-un couldn’t help but smirk.

That guy, when seen occasionally, was a perfect fit for a villain.

After all, in the current martial arts world, where could there be a more dangerous villain than him?

“With this, our traces will completely disappear.”

Leaving a scar was a challenge to catch me.

In the martial arts world, leaving a scar was equivalent to a mark of identity.

The more unique the scar, the more significant it was.

Even the Biyeon Swordsmanship of the top master Dansim Hyeopnyeo Yeonsurin fell into that category.

“Indeed, sir, you leave no room for error.”

Jang-il nodded, praising.

“Hah, stop flattering. There’s still work to be done.”

At his words, as if recalling the task, Jang-il clapped his hands.

“Oh, right. It would be fun to have the husband’s body burned by this woman, wouldn’t it?”

“What?”

Bang So-un looked bewildered.

The expression of a guy who couldn’t be followed.

But.

It couldn’t be denied.

It was provocative enough to be sufficient.

“Sure, do whatever you want.”

Bang So-un rested his chin and watched leisurely.

“Haha, that’s right, sir.”

Jang-il laughed slyly and suddenly slapped the bare left breast of Mongungyo, who stood dumbfounded.

Crack!

And then.

“…Please enjoy the sight of a lowly widow who cannot hide a single hair in front of her master’s enemy, shamelessly shaking her breasts like an idiot… Master….”

Mongungyo immediately responded like livestock.

And then.

Slosh, slosh, slosh!

Mongungyo held her breasts with both hands and started shaking them up and down like crazy.

The erect nipples danced wildly up and down.

It was more ridiculous than obscene.

With her legs spread like a crab, not sitting or standing, Mongungyo’s awkward posture made it even more comical.

Bang So-un couldn’t help but laugh.

“Haha, it’s good, but wasn’t that not what you were supposed to do?”

“Just for fun.”

Jang-il winked.

Just playing with a widow below the level of livestock for fun.

Rather than being in a more pitiful situation, the widow seemed to think that shaking her breasts in front of her enemies was her only mission, shaking her breasts like crazy.

Sweating profusely.

“Stop.”

“…Yes… Master….”

At a single word, Mongungyo immediately stopped her intense movements.

Sweat dripped from her face, breasts, buttocks, thighs, and even her pubic hair, showing how vigorously she had been shaking.

“Go stand in front of the dead husband.”

“…Yes… Master… I will go stand in front of the dead husband….”

Mongungyo, who until a moment ago had been insulting her former husband without hesitation, walked like a zombie and stood in front of the corpse of Sagongok.

“Tall bitch.”

Jang-il called out to Juyoungyeong.

“Yes, Master.”

“Bring Hwagolsan.”

“Understood, Master.”

Ju Ok-yeong politely brought the cremation urn to Jang Il immediately.

Jang Il handed the cremation urn to Monk Wungyo.

“This is the cremation urn.”

“…Yes, master….”

“Use this to cremate your husband for four years.”

A command from Paeryun.

If she were a normal widow, she should not have hesitated to obey.

But everyone here knew what Monk Wungyo’s response would be.

“…Yes, I will cremate my husband… master….”

Monk Wungyo obediently followed Paeryun’s impossible command like a slave.

Calling her deceased husband’s enemy faithfully as her master and even bowing down was already a done deal.

“Oh, it’s no fun just cremating him. Recite the words I taught you.”

Jang Il whispered something into Monk Wungyo’s ear.

And then.

“…Yes, I understand… master….”

Monk Wungyo responded again as if she understood well.

“Then, begin.”

Crack!

Jang Il struck Monk Wungyo’s exposed right buttock as if handling livestock.

Her buttocks were already marked with countless red palm prints.

Monk Wungyo’s mouth opened.

“…In front of the master, who is the enemy of my husband… I cannot hide a single piece of my flesh… please enjoy burning my husband with the cremation urn… great master….”

Crackle!

The cremation urn burned Sanggong-ok’s body.

The bones and flesh turned into liquid blood in an instant.

Monk Wungyo’s mouth continued to move.

Strangely, this time, the words were directed towards her husband.

“…It is a great honor… for you… to hypnotize and brainwash a worthless old prostitute like me, with a worn-out vagina and a worn-out body, into a hypnotized slave who obeys all commands without any resistance, becoming a completely empty shell of a person… I am so ashamed that even my flesh trembles at the thought of resisting until the end… fortunately, you, the master and the great master, found my foolish actions so amusing that you enjoyed them… it is truly fortunate and I am grateful… but that does not erase the sins of this foolish prostitute… however, do not worry… you, the master and the great master, have graciously given this foolish prostitute the opportunity to repay her sins with her worthless body… I will repent with all my heart, using my old vagina and worn-out body, so please watch over me from the afterlife… then please let me disappear without a trace……”

Crackle!

At that moment, Sanggong-ok’s body completely melted and seeped into the ground.

“Hahaha! General, indeed! Truly a general!”

Bang Sowoon burst into laughter uncontrollably.

“Hahaha, you did well, didn’t you?”

Jang Il also laughed joyfully and shrugged his shoulders.

“Yes, you have a way with things. A very special way.”

Bang Sowoon raised his thumb as if acknowledging.

Then he changed the subject.

“Anyway, as enjoyable as it is, let’s move on to the next step.”

“Fine, I understand, sir.”

Jang Il nodded without hesitation.

He knew that the hunt for revenge was not completely over yet.

The most important man and his sister were still remaining.

And so, they moved on to the next task.

***

Jipil-muk.

It must have been an item that Sanggong-ok, the deceased owner, used regularly.

The jipil-muk was placed in front of Monk Wungyo.

But Monk Wungyo’s posture was a bit strange.

Elbows and knees pressed against the ground, in a prostrate position.

No, it wasn’t prostration.

The butt was raised up.

A perfect position for a good pounding from behind.

Even though she was dressed, the posture exuded lewdness, and being naked made it even more explicit.

Her exposed vagina and anus seemed to be screaming to be pounded to their heart’s content.

Should I just leave this alone?

He wasn’t a man to back down.

Squelch!

Bang So-woon didn’t hesitate to thrust his cock into Mong Un-gyo’s vagina.

For someone who had given birth twice, she had a decent tightness.

Probably because she was a martial arts expert.

“…Thank you for graciously thrusting your excellent cock into the worn-out vagina of a lowly woman… Long live the glory of your command……”

Mong Un-gyo thanked him in a dazed voice.

Bang So-woon chuckled as if he found it amusing.

“Haha, this crazy woman. This crazy woman, your wife is getting fucked by the enemy right now.”

“…Yes… Master… The lowly woman’s worn-out vagina is being excellently penetrated by your cock in front of her husband, the enemy… Please enjoy the sight of the lowly woman who can’t even move a muscle getting fucked by your excellent cock in front of the enemy… Master…….”

With another pitiful remark, Mong Un-gyo once again proved that she was a pitiful woman.

Bang So-woon nodded approvingly.

He was true to his word about seeking revenge without mercy.

I like it.

“Alright, good. It’s good. Anyway, your wife has things to do.”

Squelch squelch squelch!

Continuing to pound her vagina, Bang So-woon spoke.

“…Yes… Master… Just give the order… The lowly woman will obey absolutely…….”

“Good. Write a letter to your daughters telling them to come back immediately.”

“…Yes… Master… The lowly woman will write a letter to the daughters… telling them to come back immediately…….”

Obediently following the order to trap even her daughters while being penetrated by the enemy’s cock, Mong Un-gyo.

There was no trace of a mother in her anymore.

Only a vagina slave who obeyed her master’s command without question.

“Write it now.”

“…Yes… Master… I obey your command…….”

Swish swish swish swish.

Mong Un-gyo moved the brush.

Thump thump thump thump!

Her vagina was being pounded, her body writing.

The two actions didn’t match, creating a grotesque absurdity that was irresistibly ridiculous.

“Hahaha!”

Bang So-woon couldn’t help but laugh.

Swish.

Thud.

The brush stopped moving.

“…I’ve finished writing… Master…….”

“Well done. As a token of praise, ejaculate on your wife’s vagina.”

“…Thank you for bestowing your sacred semen on the worn-out vagina of a lowly woman…….”

“Don’t spill a drop. Stand up straight and suck up every drop of my semen into your uterus. Understand?”

“…Yes… Master… I will not spill a drop of your sacred semen… I will suck up every drop of your semen into my uterus…….”

“Good, do it!”

Squelch!

Bang So-woon ejaculated coolly.

Pulling out his cock was frightening.

Thud.

Mong Un-gyo stood up straight.

It was a simple task for a martial artist.

And nothing strange about it.

But if it was a female martial artist standing naked in the water oak posture.

And then doing the water oak posture after the enemy ejaculated into her vagina, there would be nothing more explosive than this.

“Hahaha!”

Bang So-woon laughed heartily.

A female martial artist taking the water oak posture to suck up every drop of the enemy’s semen into her uterus.

It was so enjoyable and ridiculous to an extreme degree.

It was the first time he had ordered this, but he felt like he should have other women do it occasionally.

Thud!

At that moment, the door opened.

“Young master, while Sophie was away, something interesting happened… huh?”

Jang Il discovered Mong Un-gyo standing naked in the water oak posture.

He looked at the situation unfolding before him and immediately sensed what was going on, bursting into a big smile.

“Hahaha! As expected, even the master is a man of refinement. I have much to learn from you.”

“Hahat! Will you be the only one doing it?”

Laughing, the master and servant gilded each other’s faces.

Indeed, they were the most compatible master and servant in the world.

And so, time passed in the joy that revenge brought.