3. Pussy Whipped
Chapter three
Pussy Whipped
Lei
Chen got a phone call, interrupting his ability to catch me up with the harem.
I narrowed my focus to the five men standing before me.
Hu stood at the forefront with a smirk that promised pain.
The men that Hu had chosen to spar with me today weren't just any fighters; they were the elite, the top warriors of the East, each with a history stained by over a hundred lives taken.
That meant that their movements would be precise, their strikes lethal, honed through countless battles.
On the right, Duck remained on the spectator side of the ring, watching me with Bolin and Fengge. “How do you feel this morning?”
“Excellent.”
Duck leaned his head to the side. “Super fabulously excellent or just. . .decent excellent.”
“Why didn’t you just give her the panties back?”
Duck frowned. “Because you rushed out like a mad man for Chanel’s body and also Monique told me not to give them back.”
“You knew why she said that.”
“I did.”
“You also wanted to keep them.”
Duck crossed his arms over his chest. “I did.”
I focused my stance his way.
Hu cleared his throat. “You’re not fighting Duck. It’s us. . .Mountain Master.”
“Okay. Okay.” Chen ended the phone call and stuffed the device into his pocket. “Duck, what are you still doing here? Get to Monique so there’s no more problems today.”
“I’m about to.” Duck sighed. “Come on, Lei. Are you fucking for real? You know we all want to know.”
“Correction. I do not want to know.” Chen put his hands in his pocket. “Lei must already share all of himself with the East. I believe it is fine for him to keep some things private.”
“Not this.” Duck shook his head. “If he did finally lose his virginity then this pushes the fact further on if she is the Mountain Mistress as well as other things.”
I eyed him. “What other things?”
Duck shrugged. “Like if you’re pussy whipped or something? We would have to watch out for that and manage it.”
“We’re not doing this right now.” Chen came closer to the ring. “Let’s go. We’re behind schedule.”
Unfortunately, I didn’t want to. . .but I had to ask Duck. “How would it feel to be pussy whipped?”
Duck’s eyes sparkled with mischief.
I cleared my throat. “Hypothetically.”
A wide grin spreading on Duck’s face. “Well, from what I’ve experienced in the past, it's like being punched in the gut repeatedly by her pussy in the most pleasurable way possible, to the point where you only think of her and you can’t stay away. You become like a moth drawn to a flame. Super addicted.”
I turned to Hu. “Is that right?”
He snorted. “That sounds more like being stupid than pussy whipped but yeah. . .it’s kind of like that.”
“No, no,” Duck protested. “Stupid is when you know the woman is bad and you still go for her. Pussy whipped is when it doesn't matter if she’s good or bad, she's just. . .everything you will ever want and that’s it.”
Chen looked from one to the other, his face blank. “This is irrelevant banter. Get to the fighting.”
Still, I couldn’t move as I considered how I felt after that amazing day with Moni. “So. . .yesterday. . .”
Duck leaned forward.
Hu lowered his arms from their fighting stance.
Chen raised his eyebrows.
I swallowed. “I asked Moni to move into The Palace with me.”
There came this deafening silence from the ring as if they were all greatly taken aback, staring at me with a combination of surprise, respect, and in Chen’s case, something akin to horror.
“You did what?” Chen finally managed to say. “This Palace?”
“Yes. This Palace.”
“Lotus Blossom is right next to us. It would be no great feat to see her—”
“Yeah, but. . .” My body hummed. “I want her in my bed. Every night.”
Duck’s grin had gone from impish to downright victorious. “Ah, my cousin, you’ve definitely stepped into the realm of pussy whipped indeed.”
Chen let out a long sigh. “Lei, moving her in is. . .permanent.”
“I’m aware of that.”
Meanwhile, Bolin and Fengge dove into their pockets and pulled out their phones.
Duck winked at them. “Send that money straight to my account. I want not one minute of a delay.”
Bolin frowned. “Don’t worry. You’re getting it.”
Shaking his head, Hu gestured for one of his men to get his phone.
Wow. They all thought I wouldn’t.
Chen studied me. “What did she say?”
Annoyance hit me. “She said no.”
Duck blinked. “For real?”
“Yes.” I ran my fingers through my hair. “And. . .I wanted to force her to move in against her will but after her whole Friend of the Four Aces move on the mountain yesterday. . .I am seeing that. . .perhaps, I need to soften my touch.”
“Yes, cousin.” Duck chuckled. “Less kidnapping and more romancing.”
Chen’s expression didn’t brighten. “What’s her reasoning?”
“She wants a slow transition for her sisters and her to get used to the East.”
Chen nodded. “That’s smart planning and thoughtful consideration for her sisters.”
“Also, she thinks we should wait a year due to her thinking that I still may have feelings for Chanel.”
Chen nodded again. “Also very smart and considerate. She’s not trying to take advantage of you while you’re in grief. That’s good.”
“I disagree. She can take advantage of me all she wants to.”
Chen rubbed his head. “O-kay.”
Duck bobbed his head. “Damn. Yeah. You are pussy whipped.”
“Well. . .” I let out a long breath. “Also. . .”
Hu quirked his brows.
Chen blinked. “There’s more.”
“I told her I love her.”
Duck laughed and held his hands up. “You have to calm down. This is why I told you that you should just lose it long ago.”
“I don’t think it would have mattered—”
“It would have definitely mattered—”
“But. . .” I ran my fingers through my hair again, completely uncomfortable, but needing more answers. “She did this thing with. . .you know. . .”
Duck opened his mouth in horror. “What thing?”
“You know. . .” I shrugged. “Toward the end, she made her pussy clamp down on my cock.”
Chen widened his eyes. “We’re not doing this right now.”
I held my hands out at the side. “Is this a normal thing for all women or not?”
“Not all women.” Duck grinned. “But the ones that do, you should hold onto them.”
Then, maybe I am pussy whipped.
“Damn it.” Duck dove his hands into his pocket and pulled out a tiny plastic bag with something blue inside of it. “I guess I really have to give these back.”
Hu’s jaw dropped open in shock.
Chen cleared his throat. “Please, tell me those are not her panties.”
“Then, I won’t tell you.” Duck walked over and handed the bag to me.
“You had them the whole time?” I snatched them from him. “I should fucking beat your ass.”
“Hey.” Duck raised his hands and backed up. “I respectfully bow out of our little competition. For one, I was losing anyway. But also. . .I know how obsessed you can get with a woman that you haven’t had sex with. Now that you have actually lost your virginity to Monique, you won’t play fair.”
“I won’t.” I stuffed the panties into my pocket. “I want Monique in this Palace and she is absolutely the Mountain Mistress—”
“Alright.” Chen shook his head. “Let’s just sit on this until after the battle.”
“Wow.” Duck shook his head and walked off. “Don’t forget my money, brother.”
I scowled at Chen. “You didn’t think it would happen either?”
“Well, I thought the odds were low.” Chen shrugged. “Now, let’s get back to the fight.”
Sighing, I returned my focus to the ring.
Hu handed his phone to his man and then got back into stance. “Remember, Lei, breathe and center.”
Hu and his men advanced.
My body tensed. “Chen, what’s going on with the harem? You said there was a problem.”
“Well. . .we've initiated the Harem Exit Strategy plan.”
One of the men charged my way.
The first move was a blur, a swift kick aimed at my head that I easily dodged.
Air rushed pass.
I countered with a quick jab to his shoulder.
He stumbled back.
I glanced at Chen. “But, what’s the plan?”
Chen’s gaze remained fixed ahead. “The women are currently on a plane to Thailand for a three-week vacation. It's designed to be a period of relaxation and exploration, visiting various parts of the country and being thoroughly spoiled.”
“Good.” I pivoted, just in time to block a blow from one of Hu's men, the impact jarring my arm but not breaking my stance.
I gave him a swift kick to the midsection, blocked another blow, and slammed my fist into his head.
He doubled over and then fell to the floor.
I took several steps to the side. “What else?”
Chen spoke. “We've also arranged for five therapists to accompany them, to ensure their emotional and psychological well-being is attended to during this transition.”
Sweat beaded on my forehead.
I wiped some of it away and sensed another attack from my peripheral vision.
The third man lunged at me with a menacing growl.
Without missing a beat, I pivoted and landed a punch squarely in his back, sending him sprawling to the ground.
Hu asked behind me, “Are you sure you want to get rid of the harem, Lei?”
“If I’m going to take Moni being my Mountain Mistress seriously then why would I keep them around?”
“They could provide some further lessons and. . .experiences—”
“The harem and I have done quite enough. And. . .frankly. . .in that time, not one of them could keep my attention. . .not like Moni.”
“Fair enough.” Hu's eyes widened in surprise. “I see.”
“What else, Chen?”
“To ensure the well-being of those in the harem,” Chen continued. “We've also arranged a job placement program once their time in Thailand is over.”
“Alright.”
“We're working with international partners to help them find suitable employment or pursue education if they wish to do so.”
I looked at Chen with gratitude. “Good, I want them taken care of.”
“Of course, Lei. Their welfare is our priority.”
I turned my attention back to Hu's men. By now, they were regathering their strength, their faces finding determination amidst their exhaustion.
My fists tightened as the men began advancing again.
I was ready for whatever they had to throw at me.
One of them lunged; quickly followed by another who came at me from the side.
With swift, practiced movements, I evaded one and countered the other all in one smooth motion.
Then, they all charged at me at once and it became a symphony of grunts; the slap of skin on skin and the thud of bodies against the mat.
I was in my element, every movement a response, every breath a calculated decision.
But Hu was relentless. His attacks a mix of brute strength and cunning, a lethal combination that had destroyed many.
But I was not just any opponent.
I made sure that I struck like a thunderbolt—powerful and precise.
Chen yelled out. “Use his momentum against him, Lei!”
And I did.
With a fluid motion, I redirected Hu's next attack using his own force to send him stumbling.
The fight was a chaotic chess game, I was thinking three moves ahead but so was Hu. Our exchanges grew more fierce as we pushed each other to the limit.
“Stay focused, Lei.” Chen's voice cut through the intensity. “You're in control.”
Grunting through a jab, I could feel the tide turning, the balance shifting with each successful block and counterattack.
Hu took a desperate swing at me, but I ducked under the blow and retaliated with a hard hook to his jaw.
His eyes fluttered for just a second, and in that moment I seized my opportunity, sweeping his legs out from under him. He hit the mat with a thud that echoed through the ring.
“Alright, alright.” Hu groaned from the floor, raising a hand in surrender. “Good technique.”
I extended my hand to help him up. “I think sex has made me stronger.”
Hu chuckled and then his face twisted as if it hurt to laugh. “Many say the opposite.”
I helped him back up. “What do you mean?”
“Fighters usually don’t have any sex at all before a battle. The idea is that all that backed up sexual aggression will make them wild beasts in battle.”
“Fuck that.” I wiped off sweat. “Now that I’ve experienced sex with Moni. . .I’m going to need it at least twice a day.”
Chen scowled. “You need to focus on the battle.”
“I’m focusing.” I cracked the side of my neck and got back in stance. “Finish up with the harem. What’s the problem?”
“Well. . .” Chen’s tone shifted slightly. “We have a small problem that I can handle on my own, so there is no need to—”
“What is the problem?”
“Ming Yui chose to stay behind.”
“What the fuck?”
“Despite our efforts, she could not be compelled to join the others.”
I frowned at him. “That’s not a small problem. That is a big one.”
“I can handle it.”
“If Ming Yui comes near Moni then I will harm her and I don’t want that.”
“I understand which is why I am handling it.”
“Is she still in the fucking Palace?”
“She is.” Chen sighed. “As we speak, the staff is packing the harem's various items into boxes and labeling them.”
Bolin joined the conversation, “During that process, Ming Yui tried to stop the packing, insisting that the harem will remain. She even resorted to kicking, biting, and even spitting in their faces.”
I tensed. “And?”
Bolin shrugged. “We have seven men keeping her in place in her room.”
“No.” I shook my head. “She must understand the full situation.”
Chen raised his eyebrows. “Okay. So what are you advising us to do?”
“Put her in the Palace prison.” I got back in stance. “She needs to understand that this situation is over and that she should have gotten her fucking ass on that plane.”
“I’ll do that now, Mountain Master.” Bolin bowed and headed off.
Hu went to the side of the ring while his men continued to attack me.
They were skilled, no doubt, but they weren't prepared for the synergy of mind and body I brought to the mat.
Moni is making me stronger and my mind more clear.
One by one, I anticipated and countered their moves, an exhausting dance that left little room for error.
“There we go!” Chen's voice was both a coach and a cheerleader, his confidence in me a powerful fuel. “Excellent execution. Perhaps, that day off was what you truly needed.”
“Then, maybe I should take tomorrow off.” I dodged another attack.
The sparring session carried on for a while longer, each move, each counterattack only increasing my determination.
“Left! Right! Now, flip!” Chen commanded from the sidelines.
I danced with my opponents.
One by one, they fell, their energy and determination draining away with each failed attack.
As the last man slumped to the mat, I looked over to Chen, my chest rising and falling rapidly but my determination unwavering.
Chen gave a nod of approval and for a moment I allowed myself to feel pride. “Not bad, Lei. Not bad at all.”
Hu had a weathered smile on his face. “Rest for now. We go again in an hour.”
One of my men rushed over with towels.
I grabbed one and wiped the sweat from my face. My muscles ached in satisfaction, but I knew this was only a brief respite before I had to face another round of intense training.
To my shock, Duck raced in with a worried expression. “Lei. . .”
I blinked. “What?”
Even more odder, Duck didn’t come up to me. Instead, he kept several feet between us and even got a little behind Chen.
How did he mess up now?
I quirked my brows.
Duck slumped his shoulders in defeat. “I just wanted to make you aware of the situation but I do have it under control.”
“What situation?”
“I have over fifty men on this—”
“On what?” I gritted my teeth.
“When I went back to your bedroom, Moni wasn’t there.”
Horror hit me. “What?”
“We’ve been searching all around, but you know the Palace is huge and we have men going over footage—”
“What the fuck!” I stormed out of the ring and headed off. “Find her. Now!”