Into The Sea

Sexual content warning.

Lan Wu knelt on the bed, her silken silver hair cascading over her shoulders as she lowered her head. A slightly thicker vine appeared in her palm. She weighed it in her hand, her gaze sweeping over the trembling Ji Lingyue, and calmly asked,

“Do you still want me to hit you?”

She had thought these actions would scare the little drunkard, but Ji Lingyue stared at her blankly for a moment, then suddenly said, “You’re so beautiful.”

Lan Wu paused, raising her eyes to look at her. “Huh?”

Ji Lingyue’s face slowly flushed as she blinked shyly, her voice soft with embarrassment.

“The first time I saw you, I thought you were beautiful.”

She recalled that day clearly. Under the canopy of blooming wildflowers, a blue-robed girl lay asleep beneath a tree, her figure so peaceful it seemed otherworldly. It was as if a fairy had suddenly appeared before her eyes.

At first, Ji Lingyue had merely glanced at her and walked away, minding her own business. But after walking a considerable distance, she found herself hesitating. In the end, she turned back, carrying the girl on her back for miles, all the way to that abandoned mountain temple.

“I didn’t plan on saving you at first,” Ji Lingyue mumbled quietly. “Not long before that, I rescued a cat… but it didn’t end well.”

Lan Wu’s long eyelashes fluttered. She asked softly, “Then why did you save me?”

“Because…” Ji Lingyue’s words were faint and indistinct. “You looked like you were in pain.”

Lan Wu’s lips pressed into a line. Her heart softened, and she reached out to gently stroke Ji Lingyue’s cheek. “Thank you for your trouble.”

Ji Lingyue groaned softly, tilting her head and rubbing against her palm. “It was no trouble.”

Lan Wu exhaled deeply, suddenly not wanting to torment her anymore. She was about to release her when the woman crawled forward, falling into her arms.

After a mumbled sound, she slowly raised her head, asking blankly, “Why aren’t you hitting me yet?”

Lan Wu chuckled. “I’m starting to think you’re looking forward to it.”

Ji Lingyue blinked, her expression innocently serious. “How did you know?”

Lan Wu choked on her words for a moment, her fingers lightly pinching Ji Lingyue’s chin. “You’re so honest when you’re drunk.”

Ji Lingyue giggled, looking foolishly smug. “Doesn’t matter. You like me, so you won’t really hit me anyway.”

Lan Wu was speechless.

She clicked her tongue and suddenly asked, “Do you remember what you said earlier?”

“What?”

“That you wouldn’t resist.”

Ji Lingyue froze. Her eyes widened just as the vines binding her suddenly tightened. One end wrapped around her limbs, while the other end wrapped around the four corners of the bed, instantly pulling her to the center, suspending her in mid-air, a foot above the sheets.

Ji Lingyue instinctively struggled. “Lan Wu…”

Smack!

The rough vine struck her abdomen without mercy, leaving a clear red mark. Ji Lingyue trembled, her legs twitching briefly as she let out a soft gasp.

“Lan Wu…!”

This time, her voice was full of nervousness and unease.

Lan Wu hummed in response. “Does it hurt?”

Ji Lingyue shook her head. “It doesn’t hurt, but… ah!”

She curled her toes, trying to look down to see what was sliding between her legs.

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t resist?” Lan Wu asked softly, raising her hand, her fingertips slowly tracing the folds of her core, separating her swollen lips, revealing the wet opening.

Under her gaze, the vine that had crawled between her legs probed inside, stretching the opening wider and wider, the pale flesh forming a circle, pitifully surrounding the vine’s tip.

Ji Lingyue cried out when the foreign object entered her. Now, her voice was filled with tears, but she still called out her name between sobs, “Lan, Lan Wu…”

“What is it?”

She moved her hand higher, exposing the hidden clitoris, and began to gently rub it patiently.

“Um… ah…”

Ji Lingyue twisted her waist, completely trapped by her fingertips. The more she struggled, the more she rubbed against it. Her face flushed red, and after a few moans, she began to unconsciously sway her hips, rubbing against her fingers while crying.

Just as she was about to reach her peak, Lan Wu suddenly pulled her hand away. Ji Lingyue whimpered and looked at Lan Wu. The woman had tucked her loose hair behind her ear, narrowed her eyes, and brought her wet fingers to her lips, licking them with her pink tongue.

She couldn’t help but shiver, her inner muscles contracting, releasing a stream of clear fluid that trickled down her thighs.

“Ugh…”

She moaned, her voice nasal and pleading. “Lan Wu, Lan Wu…”

“Hmm?”

“Touch me,” she pleaded boldly, fueled by alcohol. “Fuck me.”

Lan Wu said gently, “I can’t.”

As if she hadn’t expected to be rejected, she froze, pursed her lips, and was about to cry again. “Why?”

“Because,” Lan Wu raised the vine whip in her right hand, waving it in the air. “I haven’t hit you yet.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she flicked the vine, striking the woman’s chest without missing.

The whip sounded crisp, but it didn’t hurt much, just a burning, tingling sensation. Lan Wu teased her, striking her full breasts each time, making the white flesh turn red and distorted.

When the whip landed on the red tips, her nipples immediately stood erect. Ji Lingyue whimpered in shame, trembling with each strike as the liquid flowed more freely, soon spasming and leaking out, wetting her entire bottom.

“Is it that good?” Lan Wu raised an eyebrow, glancing at the mottled red marks on her chest. She rubbed the whip between her legs, then held it up to Ji Lingyue’s face. “Look, you’ve leaked so much.”

Ji Lingyue closed her eyes and turned her head away.

Lan Wu chuckled. “Ah Yue, there’s no use hiding. You’re so wet, you like being treated like this, don’t you?”

Ji Lingyue shook her head, choking back tears. “No, I don’t.”

“I was just praising you for being honest,” Lan Wu whispered, rubbing her rubbing the rough vine against her tender clitoris. “Now you’re lying, that’s not good.”

“Mmm… no, ah…”

The vine’s uneven surface, with its many barbs, scraped against her sensitive clitoris, she felt as if she was being brushed with a small brush. Ji Lingyue trembled all over, grabbing the vine around her wrist. Her legs kicked wildly in the air, and her juices dripped from her thighs onto the bed, her breasts swaying along with her movements.

“Lan Wu, ah… it feels so good…” she sobbed. “Rub me…”

“Rub where?”

She thrust out her chest, trembling. “I want more, I want you to suck…”

Lan Wu hummed and obediently lowered her head, her soft lips and tongue enveloping the red and swollen nipple, sucking it passionately. Ji Lingyue groaned, her brow smoothing out as she relaxed in pleasure.

But soon, she became restless again, her brow furrowing as she began to struggle.

Lan Wu released her nipple and asked gently, “What’s wrong?”

Ji Lingyue pouted. “It’s uncomfortable.”

Being suspended in mid-air for so long, she hadn’t felt any pain from the ropes, but after Lan Wu had sucked on her breasts, she felt an itch in her core. Unfortunately, the vine inside was still and useless, making her feel both swollen and uncomfortable. She couldn’t help but feel annoyed and wanted Lan Wu to put her hand inside and fuck her.

But Lan Wu had refused earlier…

“Where is it uncomfortable?”

Ji Lingyue blinked, didn’t speak, but raised her head instead, licking her lips like a small animal. “Lan Wu…”

Lan Wu lowered her gaze, capturing her soft tongue, deepening the kiss.

“Hmm, um…”

Ji Lingyue couldn’t breathe from the kiss, her mind hazy. She didn’t even notice that the vines around her ankles had been removed until Lan Wu pressed her onto the bed, and she felt something was wrong.

She tried to get up, but she didn’t notice her hands were still bound at her sides and was pulled back down, forcing her to stay in a kneeling position.

Lan Wu took off her own clothes, bent over, her naked body pressing tightly against Ji Lingyue’s back, her hard nipples pressing against the woman’s delicate shoulder. She wrapped her arms around Ji Lingyue, one hand cupping her soft breast, the other hand reaching down, rubbing her clitoris. “Have you thought of an answer yet?”

Ji Lingyue gasped, arching her back, making it easier for Lan Wu to touch her. “Wh… what answer…”

“Do you like being treated like that?”

Lan Wu kissed her shoulder, determined to get an answer, or perhaps the answer didn’t matter, she just wanted to tease Ji Lingyue.

Ji Lingyue shivered, still shaking her head in denial. “No, I don’t like it…”

“Is that so?” Lan Wu sighed with feigned disappointment. “I was going to stop teasing you.”

Ji Lingyue froze, even in her intoxicated state, she could sense the danger hidden in those words. She was about to ask Lan Wu what she meant when the body behind her suddenly moved away. A hand pressed on her butt, followed by a loud smack.

It took a few breaths for Ji Lingyue to feel the sting on her flesh. Her eyes widened as she finally realized what Lan Wu was doing.

And Lan Wu’s smiling voice came from behind her, “Ah Yue, you can’t resist.”

She added gently, “You said so yourself.”