Her master was walking up to their house again, boy in tow. It was far larger than the rest, probably having belonged to a merchant of the area. Fu Yilan however followed the cultivator into a wooden hut. Bandit cultivators had their own accommodations after all, as opposed to the mortals. He shooed out the two mortal women he had managed to take for himself, both scantily dressed. Their empty eyes shocked Fu Yilan. How could they be so lifeless while fulfilling their heaven-assigned female purpose.
“You really are a top tier bitch. I can really see why the Old Demon keeps you for himself.” He started playing with her tits, and she moaned slightly. “Sensitive as well.” He threw her on the ground, layers of mats creating an area where he slept.
“Always looking down ono us, as though you were better. Well now you’ll be spending the rest of the day underneath me, moaning from my dick. I’ll pour so much of my seed into you that you get pregnant!” His squeezing was getting rougher, but Fu Yilan was unable to complain. He pulled out his dick, only kept clean by the two women that had left. She could see some dried semen on it though and sighed disappointedly. They weren’t doing their job properly.
Taking his member into her mouth, she started licking the tip, getting him ready. Dragging the tip over her tongue made her wet. She noticed that her master had left the vibrating beetle inside. Fu Yilan’s head pushed forwards, taking the bandit’s dick deeper and deeper. It didn’t reach as far down as her master’s, but it still felt nice lying in her throat.
“Wow, that Old Demon trained you well!” She looked up into his eyes, face full of dick. She could feel his balls hitting her chin. “I guess even the women the strong fuck can’t compare to regular whores.”
Fu Yilan started to move back and forth. Her tongue was like a snake, coiling around the glans when her head moved back, or licking the balls when her face was buried in his crotch. It was fulfilling in a way, being in this position below a man, pleasing him. At some point she had thought that it gave her power, controlling a man through his most sensitive parts. She had been wrong. All this was, was submission in its purest form. Kneeling in front of her better, a woman granting a man pleasure. Whenever she knelt before someone like this, all was right.
Fu Yilan thought back to the sect she had been in. Three women, with her senior sister only reaching the fifth stage. Weak. Master would kill her easily. All the women in this village were below the men, servants for pleasure. Fu Yilan had never seen a woman that stood above the men around her. There had always been a man on top. It was how the heavens had intended the world to work, and she had finally found her place in it.
The bandit came, and Fu Yilan drank up his semen, content. There wasn’t as much yang energy within it, but that was alright. The pleasure from sucking him, as well as the vibrating beetle, had ensured that she wasn’t bored. She laid on her back, spreading her legs. Slender fingers pushed in and fished out the vibrating beetle.
“Master gave it to me. It vibrates whenever it drinks from my liquids. Use it however you wish.” The bandit looked at it for a moment, turning it around, before grinning. It was still vibrating a bit, residue feeding it a while longer.
“Truly, that man knows how to train a bitch.” The bandit pressed it onto Fu Yilan’s clit and laughed as her body shook, a small orgasm washing through her. “And look at those tits bounce. By my ancestors, if I had you for myself, I’d die happy.”
Thrusting his dick inside, he kept the beetle firmly pressed to her lower abdomen. “Oh yes, that’s nice. I can feel the vibrations through your body. And how is your pussy moving like that. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt. It’s demonic!”
Fu Yilan was barely listening. Pleasure was pumping through her veins as she felt both the entrance to her womb being touched by his dick with every push, as well as the beetle’s vibrations along her inside’s entire length. From time to time, he would let the beetle refuel by pushing it in alongside his dick.
They fucked for hours on end, switching between positions whenever the bandit felt like trying something else. He came several times into her, and she cleaned him up dutifully each time with her mouth, tongue ensuring no spot was missed. His yang energy was not as plentiful as master’s, but it still moved through the Void Lotus’ roots, being pushed to her body or adding to the inert qi sitting in the root below the Moonlight Flower. She followed the roots again with her mind, even the thinnest ones. Maybe one of them would let her feel more pleasure. She kept searching whenever she laid below the bandit, not needing to move much.
Usually, she kept her mind within the windings of the Void Lotus’ roots whenever she had the beetle buzzing within her, its yang revealing the pathways. They were hidden to her inner eyes otherwise, unable to be felt when inactive. By now, some were even starting to feel familiar as she spent more and more time searching.
One little root however she hadn’t seen yet. It was almost invisible to her senses. She wouldn’t have seen it before being captured, but now, her mind followed it. It was latching onto a tiny little yang source. Fu Yilan couldn’t quite tell what it was at first, but then she realized. Her heartrate picked up as something awoke in her, set to sleep by misery and hopelessness. What she had just found was a root of the Void Lotus leading to the Trapping Needle Bug in her neck.
She tried pulling the yang energy out of it, but it wouldn’t work. She didn’t know if the root was too thin, or if it was something else. Usually, the Void Lotus Demoness art let her absorb it all automatically. But now, she had to actively pull it from the creature. It was incredibly taxing. The energy didn’t want to leave its host, already in balance with the bug’s yin energy. Fu Yilan had to coax it out, luring it with her sweet yin energy like a flower with its fragrance. When a singular droplet finally left the bug, it felt like a small sun had erupted in the root. It felt so much purer and stronger than whatever she had drank through men’s semen. Even her master’s eighth stage seed couldn’t compare.
The difference between the innate life-sustaining yang energy and that which was shot out freely by men was immense. In addition to that, the Trapping Needle Bug was a gu insect in the middle of the earthly realm, several stages above her own. So much strength within it, yet she had only taken a sliver of what was available.
Fu Yilan suddenly came hard on the bandit’s dick. He was still plowing into her as she suddenly squirted. Some of it landed in his mouth and he drank it greedily. She could feel her qi increasing, still inert but growing. Other parts of her kept on getting smoother, softer, more perfectly springy. Neither of them noticed though, both lost in each other’s bodies.
Fu Yilan walked back to her master’s house through the dark. Her fear had returned. She remembered the last two weeks in captivity and feared losing herself again. She had been his sex slave through and through. When she opened the door, she almost flinched when he turned to her. His black eyes moved over her body, looking for signs of abuse. She was his property after all, and he would punish anyone who damaged his goods. Fu Yilan smiled, happy at how he cared for her.
Her mind reeled when she realized what she had just thought and felt. Happiness at belonging to him? No, stop! She fought against the notion, but it had become a part of her. It would be challenging to cut out all that he had forced onto her.
“Take care of the child. I will be instructing him in cultivation.” Then he turned back to the boy. He had been helping him through a cultivation manual. Subdued fear and respect were in the boy’s eyes. It made sense in a way. The dangerous man that even those that had captured him bowed down to with a servant more beautiful than anyone he’d ever seen had told him he could become an immortal.
It was not a major change, cooking for and cleaning up after one more person. Fu Yilan did so dutifully.
That evening, her master was fucking her as usual. She was riding his dick, her dress on the floor beside them. This time was different though. Little Cao, the boy, was hiding in the doorway to his room, watching them. Her master didn’t mind, only saying that it didn’t matter when she told him. She couldn’t help but glance over at the boy who was breathing heavy. She felt it was too early for him to learn about such things, but if her master didn’t mind, then neither should she. Fu Yilan tried to find the little root that led to the Trapping Needle Bug, but her attention was needed for pleasing her master. He came first after all.
Two loads later, she was on all fours, licking her master’s dick clean, when he nodded towards Little Cao. “Show him the pleasures of being a man, of standing above women. He needs to see where strength can take him, what he can get with it.” The boy had hurried back into his room, to act as though he hadn’t been peeping. Fu Yilan followed him in and closed the door.
“I know you’ve been looking at these when you thought I didn’t notice.” She crossed her arms under her chest, pushing them up. He shook his head, face red. “Master wants to show you where being a cultivator can take you. Women and mortals stand beneath you, so take from them as you please.” Fu Yilan didn’t notice how her views had shifted. Going on her knees in front of him, her chest swallowed his small dick. Wrapping her tits around it, she started stroking him, slowly. Spit dribbled from her lips into her cleavage to make it more slippery.
“You like that? Does my chest feel good?” He nodded. “Come on, you can touch them.” He reached down, hesitantly at first. Then he started squeezing, while Fu Yilan moaned slightly. When he came, his entire body shuddered. She took him into his mouth, drinking up as much as she could.
“Was that your first ever orgasm? It was thick and delicious.” Her voice was sultry as she pushed Little Cao onto the bed. Her tits were swinging over his face as she crawled onto him, positioning her lower mouth above his still erect dick. Then, with one smooth movement, she lowered her hips and took him into her. Moving her ass slowly at first, then quicker, she started fucking him, while his face was buried in her breasts. It didn’t take long for him to cum again. Leaning back, she released him from being squished under her tits.
“Did it feel good?”
“Yes, lady. It felt really good. My… never felt this good. But what is that white stuff that keeps coming out?”
Fu Yilan giggled slightly. “That’s your seed. When you pour it into a woman like you just did, they will get pregnant with your child.” The color drained from his face.
“Really?? Then you will be–“
“No, no, calm down. I’m special. I’m meant for this. I won’t get pregnant so easily.” Leaning back onto the bed, Fu Yilan spread her legs. “Now it’s your turn.”
Little Cao hurried over, eager to put it back in. He moaned slightly with each thrust, while Fu Yilan smiled up encouragingly at him, moaning a bit. Her mind however was back in the root network of the Void Lotus, looking for the Trapping Needle Bug. Again, she pulled a little bit of energy from it, and again it made her cum instantly. Her pussy clenched down as it happened, making Little Cao cum as well. He slumped onto her, head in her chest, as she held him. His dick was slowly going limp inside her; after all, he was not a cultivator yet.