NTR: Choice Based System

"AAAHAAAA!"

A moan escaped Dan Ya's mouth. She knew it was wrong, being married she couldn't allow Training Head to do this.

But she also lacked the power to resist, exhausted from the training and consumed by the heat that urged her to enjoy the moment.

"Relax your body and mind," Training Head spoke, stroking her wet folds of lower lips. "Only me and you are here. So, enjoy this moment."

"No... I..."

Before Dan Ya could answer, Training Head inserted two fingers inside her and began stroking them swiftly.

She was lying on her stomach, and Training Head's sudden movements made her arch her hips high as she felt the sensuality. Her body was burning with desire as she neared her climax.

Seeing this, Training Head increased the intensity. He even secretly used his Qi to stimulate her inside, making her more sensitive.

"AAAAHA"

"AAAAHA"

"AAAAHA"

"AAAAHA"

"AAAAHA"

Finally, Dan Ya gave in and began to enjoy, her moans echoing throughout the entire Training camp.

"AAAAHA"

"AAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

"Ssssssspppppuuuuuulllllllrrrrrrrrrccccchhhhhhhh"

With a heavy moan, Dan Ya climaxed, her hips still arched and her whole-body trembling.

Training Head withdrew his fingers slowly, savouring the lingering sensation of her tightness. Dan Ya gasped, her body trembling with aftershocks. He leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Relax," he murmured, his voice a low rumble. "Let me soothe you."

He began to massage her back, his hands strong and sure, kneading the tension from her muscles. His touch was a whirlwind – a comforting pressure here, a gentle caress there. He moved lower, his hands tracing the curve of her hips, the hollow of her spine.

Dan Ya arched into his touch, her body humming with a newfound energy. He reached around, his fingers finding the sensitive spot just below her shoulder blades, applying a firm but gentle pressure. A shiver wracked her body, and she let out a soft moan.

He moved to the front, his hands expertly massaging her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples. Dan Ya gasped, her breath catching in her throat. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

He continued his massage; his touch was soothing her tension. He worked his way down her stomach, his hands lingering on her thighs, his fingers tracing the inner curves. Dan Ya felt a heat spreading through her, a fire ignited by his touch.

He moved lower, his hands exploring the delicate landscape between her legs. He applied a gentle pressure, his fingers dancing over her sensitive skin. Dan Ya cried out, her body arching uncontrollably.

He leaned closer, his lips grazing her inner thighs. She could feel the heat of his breath against her skin, the intensity of his gaze. He continued to massage her, his touch becoming more and more intimate, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

Dan Ya's body trembled; her senses overwhelmed. She felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, an intense, all-consuming sensation that left her breathless. She cried out, her voice a mixture of pleasure and surrender.

Training Head smiled; his eyes filled with a triumphant glint. He had brought her to the peak, and he knew he could do it again, and again, and again.

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She knew it was wrong, a betrayal of her marriage vows. But in this moment, amidst the whirlwind of sensations, all that mattered was the pleasure, the release, the intoxicating surrender to the power of his touch.

On the other hand,

A week ago, Ye Yang started his journey to the place mentioned on the map. It was the spot where he was told that Training Head, Aunt Ya, and the Escort warriors were to train under Training Head.

It took him two days to reach that place, but when he arrived, he found nothing, no one. "How is this possible! Did he trick me to come here?" Ye Yang became vigilant as he surveyed the area, but found no one, only big trees and forest.

Hell closed his eyes and sensed his surroundings. "There is no one here, it means there is no trap here."

Ye Yang spoke. "Then it can be a distraction."

His tone became serious, "No, it can't be. We have to find him before he could do anything to Aunt Ya." He became restless, the anger in his tone evident.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Relax. I don't think he'll force her or do anything extreme. There must be a reason he told you to come here."

Hell remained calm and composed. From what he had seen and the things that had been done to him, this was nothing but child's play.

Then his focus turned to a certain tree where a sword mark was engraved on it. "Let's go there. There must be something."

Ye Yang looked at the tree where Hell pointed and ran towards it. There, he found a hole made in the tree and a lid covering it. He removed the lid and found a scroll inside the tree trunk.

He opened it, and there was a message from Training Head for him.

The scroll contained a cryptic message: "Fourth Young Master, if you have reached this point, then it means you are serious about training. And with that, your training starts from the place you found the scroll."

"Find the hidden spring. The answer lies within." Ye Yang, confused, looked around. The forest floor was dry, no sign of any spring.

"Let's find it then," Hell spoke. He used his advanced senses to locate it nearby but found nothing.

He couldn't use Qi, but he could use a strange power. Because of this, he couldn't use his divine senses. If he could, he would have found it early without even trying to look.

Hell furrowed his brow, "This is strange. I can't sense anything here, not even a faint trace of energy." He circled the tree, his eyes scanning the surrounding area. Suddenly, he noticed a subtle shimmer in the air, almost imperceptible to the naked eye. "Look there," he pointed towards a seemingly ordinary rock.

Ye Yang, intrigued, approached the rock. As he got closer, the shimmer intensified, revealing a faint, shimmering outline of a hidden entrance. He pushed against the rock, and it slid open silently, revealing a narrow passageway leading into the depths of the earth.