Daoist Yin-Yang Manual (61)

"Master, isn't the plug uncomfortable?“

As I leaned close to her ear and whispered, Seo Ryeo-hwa's pale nape flushed red.

"Your touch seems more dangerous….“

Seo Ryeo-hwa turned her head as if nothing were wrong, but despite her composed expression, her eyes already held the lustful gaze of a woman in heat.

I kept teasing her buttocks. Each time I lightly turned or tugged at the plug with my fingers, Seo Ryeo-hwa's waist twitched.

Before long, the towering walls of Cheonbong Castle came into view. Seo Ryeo-hwa hurriedly pulled my hand away and said,

"Th-this is far enough. Be careful from here on…“

"Understood, Master. But I trust you'll come to my room tonight.“

"You shameless brat… Ah…♡“

Before she could finish speaking, I quickly grabbed the anal plug and yanked it hard. Seo Ryeo-hwa's back arched sharply at the sudden stimulation...