Chapter 1: The Royal Privilege
The sun hung high over the bustling public square of Hanyang, the heart of Joseon, where merchants hawked their wares and nobles strutted in silken hanboks. But today, the air buzzed with a different energy—raw, electric, and forbidden. A royal decree had been issued, unheard of in its audacity: Min-Jae, a rugged, sharp-tongued warrior of common blood, had been granted the unthinkable privilege to bed any unmarried woman in the kingdom, regardless of age or status, right here in the open square. The edict came straight from the king, a twisted reward for Min-Jae’s valor in battle. Whispers of lust and scandal rippled through the crowd as women—young maidens in their twenties and weathered widows in their eighties—gathered, their eyes glinting with curiosity and defiance.
Min-Jae strode into the square, his broad shoulders rolling with confidence, a smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes scanned the sea of women, each one a potential conquest. He wasn’t just here to fuck; he was here to claim, to dominate, to ignite. And the women? They weren’t shrinking violets. They stood tall, chins lifted, ready to challenge him as much as they craved him.
“You think you can handle us all, warrior?” called out Soo-Yeon, a fiery twenty-five-year-old with raven hair cascading down her back. Her voice cut through the murmurs like a blade, her smirk as sharp as his. “I’ve broken men twice your size with a single glance.”
Min-Jae chuckled, stepping closer, his gaze locking with hers. “Oh, I’m not here to be broken, darling. I’m here to make you scream. You think that pretty little mouth of yours can keep up with me?”
Soo-Yeon’s eyes flashed, but her lips curled into a wicked grin. “Try me, soldier. Let’s see if your cock’s as bold as your tongue.”
The crowd gasped, but an older woman, Hye-Jin, in her late seventies, cackled from the sidelines. Her weathered face was alight with mischief as she pushed through the younger women, her cane tapping the cobblestones. “Don’t hog him, girl! I’ve got decades of tricks up my sleeve. This old pussy might just teach you both a thing or two.”
Min-Jae turned, his grin widening. “Age is just a number, grandmother. I bet you’re still dripping with fire down there. Care to prove it?”
Hye-Jin’s laugh was a throaty rasp. “Boy, I’ll ride you so hard you’ll forget your own name. Let’s see if you’ve got the stamina to keep up with a woman who’s outlived three husbands.”
The tension in the square was palpable, a mix of shock and raw, unbridled desire. Min-Jae’s blood surged, his cock already stirring beneath his robes as he faced these fierce, unapologetic women. Soo-Yeon stepped forward first, her fingers brushing against his chest, her breath hot against his ear. “Let’s give them a show, warrior. I’m already wet just thinking about how you’ll feel inside me.”
He growled low, his hands gripping her waist, pulling her flush against him. “You’re gonna be panting and sweating before I’m done with you, Soo-Yeon. I’ll make that tight little ass of yours beg for more.”
As the crowd watched, transfixed, Min-Jae’s lips crashed into hers, a hungry, bruising kiss that promised everything. Her hands clawed at his back, just as Hye-Jin’s voice rang out again, teasing and bold. “Save some of that cum for me, boy! I’m next, and I want a proper blowjob before you’re spent!”
The square erupted in cheers and gasps, the air thick with anticipation. Min-Jae’s hands slid lower, hiking up Soo-Yeon’s hanbok, his fingers teasing the edge of her dripping heat. She moaned into his mouth, her body arching against him, horny and unashamed. The moment was building, an explosive crescendo of lust about to detonate in full view of the kingdom—and he hadn’t even started on the rest of them yet.
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