Episode 43: Underground Training RoomLee Seo-ah fidgeted with her phone.
'Should I send it?'
She repeated the same dilemma dozens of times.
She was deeply agonizing over whether to send a text message to Seol-hwa.
The message contained a simple request to train together.
Though she had limited her strength, she had defeated her sister with swordsmanship.
Unlike her jealous peers who only knew how to envy others.
Someone of her caliber would gladly become her sparring partner.
Her mind had already reached a conclusion.
There was absolutely no reason for the other party to refuse.
Yet fear of potential rejection kept her from pressing send.
"Ugh, I don't know."
Seo-ah squeezed her eyes shut and pressed the send button.
The message was delivered. She threw her phone into the corner of the bed.
'Don't think about it. Don't think about it.'
She deliberately ignored her phone.
Time seemed to crawl.
Buzz.
Her phone vibrated. She quickly grabbed it.
[Of course I can. But I'm busy with moving today and tomorrow, so I'll only have time two days later.]
The proposal had been accepted.
Her anxious heart settled.
She'd been worried sick about potential rejection.
"Phew... Well, of course she wouldn't refuse a request from me - the Daughter of the Sword Empress."
She let out a sigh of relief.
The jealous peers at her academy had made her forget.
I am the Daughter of the Sword Empress.
Of course people should comply with my requests.
Moreover, Seol-hwa is my sister's subordinate.
She absolutely can't refuse me.
"I wish time would hurry up. Those guys aren't on my level."
She lay down on the bed. Her college classmates weren't worthy opponents.
Someone who defeated her sister in swordsmanship would make a suitable training partner.
Wishing for the promised day to come quickly, she closed her eyes.
Time passed. The promised day arrived.
Lee Seo-ah checked her phone.
She planned to use a navigation app to reach Seol-hwa's house.
'Why is it so far...?'
Contrary to her expectation of being within Seoul, Seol-hwa's house was outside the city.
A subway ride would take at least two hours.
Thinking it was nearby, she'd left herself an hour's buffer before the meeting time.
At this rate, she'd be late.
"What's going on?"
Isia approached her fidgeting younger sister.
"Well... I need to go to Seol-hwa's house..."
"To Seol-hwa's house? Why?"
"We... made plans to train together..."
"Is that so?"
Isia disliked her sister bothering subordinates even on holidays.
But Seol-hwa had agreed to the training session.
"Alright. I'll drive you."
Isia grabbed her car keys.
She sacrificed her golden holiday time for her youngest sister.
"Thank you..."
The whisper was so quiet that Isia didn't hear the gratitude.
"Hello."
They arrived at Seol-hwa's house.
Seol-hwa in a white dress welcomed them warmly.
"Seol-hwa has work soon. Don't bother her too much."
After leaving this light warning typical for a younger sister, Isia drove away.
Her sister was gone.
"Let me carry that."
Seol-hwa picked up a shoulder bag from the floor.
It contained training necessities.
"We can train... over here."
Seol-hwa pointed to the garden in front of the house.
Small.
Compared to her home's training hall, it was tiny.
And completely exposed to the outside.
Though it was an off-peak time in a secluded area, people still passed by occasionally.
Even now, an elderly person walking their dog was passing nearby.
"You want to train here? Where everyone can see?"
"Ah... if that's a problem, there's a separate training room in the basement."
"Thank goodness. Let's go there."
Seo-ah took the lead.
Seol-hwa opened the door.
Seo-ah entered the house.
"Where's the basement?"
Her tone and behavior strangely treated Seol-hwa like a subordinate.
"This way."
Though she had reason to be angry, Seol-hwa smiled and guided her to the basement.
"It's down the stairs."
The opened door revealed descending steps.
Strange. Seo-ah felt suspicious.
The house's interior seemed too small for proper training.
'Let's check first.'
She could always complain after seeing the basement.
Suppressing her unease, Seo-ah descended the stairs.
She opened the basement door.
"Huh? It's tiny. We can't possibly train here..."
Too small. Not even suitable for solo practice, let alone sparring.
Seo-ah turned to Seol-hwa.
Her eyes demanded an explanation.
"...Hmm? This is the training room?"
Seol-hwa answered nonchalantly.
Her carefree smile felt unpleasant.
"How can we train in this..."
"Hmm? Swordsmanship training? I meant training to become a Bitch Candidate."
"What?"
She thought she misheard.
"Master, I brought the stupid bitch. The idiot bitch who walked into the trap herself."
Seol-hwa's following words confirmed she hadn't misheard.
She'd definitely said "bitch".
As Seo-ah prepared to argue.
Seol-hwa lifted her skirt. A crimson flesh mass clung to her lower abdomen.
"Wh-what is that? A m-monster? Why is it on your... Eeek!"
The black flesh mass dropped to the floor.
It squirmed. The flesh was alive.
Her planned argument forgotten.
She reflexively stepped back.
"Right. It was hilarious watching you strut around without realizing you were trapped."
The monster spoke.
She jumped in shock.
This was a high-level monster with sentience and telepathic abilities.
"Eeek... Die, monster."
She drew a wooden training sword from her shoulder bag.
Though blunt, the solid metal could break bones if swung properly.
She swung the practice blade.
"No. You'll hurt Master."
Seol-hwa grabbed her wrist.
Strong. Impossible to move.
"How..?"
This contradicted what her sister had told her.
Though recently awakened with many deficiencies in stats,
her swordsmanship was supposedly perfected.
But the strength in her arm suggested complete mastery of both skill and stats.
"All thanks to Master."
"Yeah, all thanks to me."
Slap.
The monster clung to her leg.
The sticky sensation disgusted her.
"Eeek. Let go. Get it off."
"Overreacting to this? You'll suffer much worse soon."
Seol-hwa laughed creepily.
"I'm here too."
Another monster emerged from Seol-hwa's body.
An identical crimson flesh mass clinging to her legs.
The flesh mass began consuming her lower body.
The monster bound her legs.
Overwhelming strength left her immobile.
Power disproportionate to its small size.
The monster binding her lower body merged with the one clinging to her leg.
The monster enveloped her entire body.
Disgusting.
Her whole body damp with sticky mucus.
"Aah. No way? Stop. I don't want this."
"These days, undressing first works better."
Tentacles lifted her clothes.
Hiked up her skirt and pulled down her panties.
Tap.
A tentacle tip touched her pussy.
"Eeek. No... Help. Please help. Ms. Seol-hwa!"
Seo-ah's body twitched like a freshly caught fish.
"I'll be training alone over here. Enjoy your time."
She ignored Seo-ah's pleas.
Seol-hwa took the shoulder bag and phone upstairs.
Thud.
The door closed. Darkness fell.
"Stop... don't!"
As darkness settled, the monster began acting in earnest.
A tentacle tip entered her pussy.
Seo-ah convulsed.
The tentacle pushed in slowly.
Her resistance intensified with each inch penetrating her.
"Oh, a virgin. I'll enjoy this feast."
"No! No! Nooo!"
Her resistance crumbled pathetically.
The tentacle tore through her hymen.
Knocked against her cervix.
"Ah...ah...don't..."
Tears streamed down her face.
A monster had taken her virginity.
If people found out, they'd gossip endlessly.
Perhaps because she'd lost what should have been protected, her resistance weakened.
"Seo-ah's virginity was delicious. Now let's really enjoy ourselves."
The monster's tentacle transformed.
Grew a sharp needle at the tip.
Sticky liquid dripped from the pointed end.
"What are you...?"
No answer came. The monster showed through action.
The needle pierced her nipple. Sticky fluid injected through the tentacle.
"Haaah."
An unbecoming moan escaped the recently deflowered girl.
Her nipples burned as if scalded.
"Testing some Miasma. Seol-hwa's already developed resistance - can't get samples from her."
Snake-like tentacles squeezed her breasts.
Squeezing and releasing in a perverse massage.
Heat spread outward from her nipples.
"Ah... So this dosage increases sensitivity to this degree."
The monster gloated like it had made a new discovery.
"Stop experimenting on me!"
She raged at being treated as a test subject.
But rage alone couldn't stop the monster.
"Now let's try higher concentration."
"Nngh...stop..!"
The needle pierced her nipple again.
Hotter than before.
Heat spread beyond her breasts to her entire body.
Squelching, lewd sounds emanated from her body.
Something was about to burst.
But she didn't know what.
Without warning, the tentacle inside her pussy stimulated behind her clitoris.
"Hiiigk!"
Her back arched violently.
Climax. That final action pushed her over the edge.
"Haaaaaaht!"
Squelch. Squelch.
Love juice sprayed. After several convulsions, she collapsed.
"Too early to rest."
The monster didn't let her recover.
Testing how many times she could climax from stimulation alone, it obsessively tormented her breasts and clitoris.
The tentacle inside her hadn't moved once.
Yet Seo-ah climaxed from that alone.
Though her nipples and breasts burned from endless rubbing,
her body kept reaching climax.
"Heeeeek. Stop. No. Someone help... Ms. Seol-hwa.... please... stop... hiiiiiiik."
She cried for outside help.
But the closed door remained shut.
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