Your Girlfriend Was Amazing

Will There Ever Be a Chance to Sexually Train Chunhyang in My Lifetime?

"How's it, you bitch?"

"Ah… ah… hah… Master… eels like… I'm going to… die…"

"Good, that's what I like. Tonight, I'm your Grim Reaper."

The father choking the mother's throat. The mother convulsing with intense pleasure at the feeling of suffocation, as if in a seizure.

It happened when Chunhyang was scared and went to the the their bedroom because of the chilly night wind. She witnessed everything, sneaking from the frozen grass to the cracked window.

Even at a young age, being the daughter of a courtesan, she knew exactly what her parents were doing.

Is this not violence?

Inside the room, hotter than the winter wind could ever be, there was a scorching heat.

The mother with her hands tied with a silk robe was unable to move. Without any intention of rebellion, she was laughing loudly and sprinkling curses.

"Dirty whore, can't get rid of bad habits even after marriage."

"Master… I like it… aaah…! I'm sorry!"

The sound of whipping continued as the mother's lips swelled. Her swollen nipples weren't a result of body heat but of the short whip wielded by the father.

With one hand, he choked the mother's throat, while with the other, he mocked her with the whip. From the swollen breasts to the moans of lust, there was no part untouched by the whip.

Chunhyang absorbed it all as if it were a miraculous moment, without even closing her eyes once. She had never expected to witness the sexual acts she sometimes heard about from her mother's lips or saw in the exchanges between courtesans.

They're truly like beasts…

The clothes her father had given her mother just the day before were torn to shreds.

She used to wonder why her mother always said she had no clothes, even though her father often bought her new ones. Perhaps it was one of the many phrases her mother was always saying.

"Master… ah… impregnate… me… ahh…!"

"Are you crazy? You want me to have more sluts like you? I should really discipline you properly today."

"I'm sorry… I… ah…! Punish… me… ah!"

Once again, the sound of the whip cracking. Red hot spots like a contagious disease were blossoming all over the mother's body.

Chunhyang cautiously watched, fearing even the sound of her swallowing saliva might be heard in the room. Her father gnawed at her mother's breasts like a beast. Even though there was no milk coming out, her mother smiled lovingly as she nursed him.

How could an animal's expression while suckling from its mate be so blissful?

The loud slurping sound was loud and obscene, and Chunhyang unknowingly swallowed her saliva.

"Did you not hear any noise outside?"

"I heard the sound of my milk being sucked, Master."

"Hehe, you lewd wench, yet you still produce milk."

"Please have more, Master."

With a sigh of relief at not being caught, Chunhyang had a question.

Why does she call him "Master"?

It was completely different from the one she used to address her father. The difference in status between a courtesan and a nobleman was said to be a significant barrier, warranting the use of a superior title.

Right now, though.

I'm not sure.

Even at her young age, she couldn't grasp everything, but she knew their current relationship was different. It was a stark contrast to the cautiousness and avoidance of eye contact during the day.

"Master… Master… I… it's coming… eek…! I feel like… peeing… ohh…!"

"Then you should do what you always do, spread your arms."

The father, embracing the mother with outstretched arms, approached the door. Chunhyang, startled, quickly hid in a corner like a mouse scurrying across the floor.

Bam—

Her father, who usually opened doors gently, didn't even think about gently opening the door now; he kicked it open, causing the door panel to fall off.

"I'm so embarrassed…"

"An animal ashamed to piss? Why are you still pretending to be human?"

"Oh… no… ah…. st-stop… please…"

Shhh…

Her mother, nestled in her father's arms, began a heavy urination. Her father's rigid rod, like a stake, pierced her mother, preventing her from moving. He firmly grasped her mother's arms and legs with both hands, forcing her vagina to face outward.

Like a doll…

It was truly a doll-like posture.

Her arms and legs bound by her father, her vagina tightly sealed like a doll. The urine, splashing with a pitter-patter sound, melted the accumulated snow.

"Bitch, isn't refreshing to piss like this?"

"Ohh… please stop saying that…"

"Chunhyang should see her bitch mother like this."

"Hah… ah… god… Master… you're really… haa…!"

Father teased mother as she couldn't hold back her urine. With every thrust, mother moaned loudly. Her thighs trembled, perhaps from the cold wind.

The feeling of guilt for secretly witnessing an adult's clandestine act vanished with her father's words. Chunhyang had been taught that it was okay for anyone to see it if it was righteous.

I'm allowed to see…

She understood better than anyone the demeanor and mindset of a noble scholar.

Does that mean it's okay?

Although she wanted to ask right away, Chunhyang crouched down even lower. Now, all she could hope for was that her parents' bestial copulation wouldn't end.

"Are you finished?"

"Yes…"

Bam—

The door closed so forcefully that it almost fell off, and the moans resumed.

From that day on, Chunhyang's life changed completely. During the day, she pretended to know nothing and spent her time quietly, but at night, she stole glances into the bedroom.

Her father's words that it was okay for her to see it completely shattered the morality she had.

The copulation between her father and mother became more intense day by day. She realized that pure violence done with hands brought the greatest pleasure, more than any other tool.

When emotions transmitted through the fingertips reached her mother's body, her mother screamed as if struck by lightning.

She sucked her father's penis like a beast in heat and received his semen with her face. Every night, her mother turned into a large cum-catching bowl.

Chunhyang spent several seasons witnessing this scene. Realizing her own writhing desires, she grew a longing to meet a man like her father someday.

As time passed and Chunhyang grew older, the biggest turning point in her life came when she had to decide whether to go to a courtesan house. In the courtyard, she could see the pimp hitting a courtesan like beating a dog.

"You damn whore, I feed you, give you clothes and a roof over your head, what more do you want? Your old man's broke! How many fucking times I gotta say it? I swear, lift your head one more time, and I'll toss your ass out."

"Haa… h-hah… the price is unreasonable…"

"You're still talking back? You won't learn unless I use a damn club."

When giving a punishment to a courtesan, it is usually done with a wooden club. It's considered the harshest punishment.

Ah…

Chunhyang observed quietly, suppressing even the sound of swallowing saliva, just as she had done before.

The pimp dropped the club and began to strike the courtesan with his fists. There was no love, no pleasure, no desire in those blows, but Chunhyang sensed something instinctively.

That man will be my Master.

If Chunhyang hadn't witnessed the pimp's violence, she might never have become a courtesan. She waited, hoping to be ‘loved' to death like the other courtesans in the house.

Occasionally, she imagined brief moments of happiness upon meeting a man named Yi Mongryong. A gentle encounter and heartfelt conversation, untouched by violence. Yet, even while conversing with him, she couldn't shake the vivid image of the pimp's rough hands.

Yi Mongryong, tall and fair-skinned like chopsticks, was popular among women, but Chunhyang always felt a sense of emptiness in his presence.

That's why I rebelled.

She believed that if she used Yi Mongryong as an excuse to refuse to work as a courtesan, the pimp would cherish her. But he ignored her pleas, thinking she deserved it.

Those were the worst times.

Even when Yi Mongryong wanted to take her away from the house, she longed for affection from the pimp. She hoped for any excuse to be cherished by him, even if just once.

So Chunhyang used Wolhyang.

She's easy to manipulate because she's simple.

Despite her airs of superiority, Wolhyang couldn't hide the inferiority complex lurking beneath the surface. Unable to sell her body like Chunhyang, she became an inevitable comparison.

Though they exchanged only a few words, Chunhyang remembered Wolhyang leaving with a face unable to conceal her feelings of inferiority.

If it were Wolhyang, a courtesan who didn't sell her body, the pimp would readily loosen his robe and embrace her. He was usually accommodating to women's requests.

Now, if Wolhyang's request wasn't too strange but aimed at revealing Chunhyang's relationship with Yi Mongryong and addressing the grievances of the courtesans?

Her prediction proved correct.

Chunhyang received the love she desired, and for a while, the pimp took an interest in her too.

But one thing worried her.

Yi Mongryong got beaten…

It's a problem if he informs the magistrate that Master beat him! That's why I begged him not to fight, but he wouldn't listen.

But since there hasn't been any trouble yet, he probably just took a few blows and quietly lay down afterward.

Anyway, should I try to catch Master's attention today too?

This was the moment for Seong Chunhyang, who had never known ‘love' until she was beaten by the master, to finally take action.

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This is bad.

Finding out that Chunhyang is into masochism is quite a revelation. It gives me a better idea of how to manipulate her in the future. But I didn't anticipate her masochistic tendencies to be this extreme.

"…"

Most people would be terrified after such a beating. Yet, there she was, smiling faintly as she looked around the room.

Honestly, it's a little unsettling.

Does the ‘S' in S-rank Gate stand for ‘Sadist'?

I couldn't help but sigh at the thoughtless design of the gate.

I'm starting to miss the quest to kill Don Quixote.

Looks like I'll have to give her some lessons within this gate.

Will there ever be a chance to sexually train Chunhyang in my lifetime?

Clamping down on my molars, I made my way towards the room where Chunhyang was.

If she's into masochism, then dominating her completely is the only option.