Subjugating Ruya
I casually steered the conversation toward subordinating Ruya. “Ruya, you’re still dealing with muscle pain, aren’t you?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“Would you like me to give you a massage?”
“Oh, that sounds nice.”
I rose from my seat and circled behind her, placing my hands on her shoulders. Gathering the faintest trace of vital energy in my palms, I gently infused it into her while beginning to knead from the shoulders down.
“Hngh, you’re really good at this. It feels like all the knots are melting away.”
“Hehe, I have quite a bit of confidence in my massage technique.”
Since it was part of basic angel training and I had practiced frequently while living with Havid, I considered myself quite skilled. I pressed firmly into the back of her neck and rubbed the hollow at the base of her skull, drawing an involuntary sigh of relief from her lips.
The subtle infusion of vital energy gradually warmed her body, and without realizing it, she began to crave greater pleasure. When my hands finally moved to massage near her breasts, she was the one who spoke up first.
“Elisha… I’m getting turned on. Can’t you do something about it?”
“My, even after going at it earlier, you’re in heat again? How lewd.”
“Ugh, I didn’t know I’d end up like this either. Please…?”
“I suppose it can’t be helped. Take off your clothes.”
She flinched for a moment at my direct command, but soon obediently stood and began undressing, her face flushed crimson. I sat down in the chair she had vacated and watched as she stripped. Sensing my gaze, she still removed every garment until she stood completely naked before me.
The fact that she obeyed so readily told me she was already partially under my control.
“Put your hands behind your back and spread your legs so I can see everything clearly.”
“Do I… really have to?”
“You were the one who asked first, weren’t you, Ruya? Do as I say.”
“Mmm…”
Though she looked embarrassed, an obscene expression of masochistic pleasure spread across her face. Hmm, so she has submissive tendencies too. A bold personality paired with masochism—how interesting.
With her hands clasped behind her and legs spread, the pose did nothing to hide her nudity. Instead, it blatantly displayed every inch of her body. Thanks to that, her alluring figure was laid completely bare.
I deliberately said nothing, simply appreciating her body in silence to let her feel the humiliation. As expected, her expression grew complicated—a mix of slight anger from the shame and unmistakable pleasure.
When her trembling body finally sank beneath the waves of pleasure, I spoke.
“You have an incredibly beautiful body. As expected, Ruya truly is a fine female.”
“Ah…”
My blatant praise deepened the flush on her face. This method created satisfaction at being positively evaluated while still feeling embarrassed, which reduced resistance and fostered goodwill. A small smile appeared on her lips, showing she genuinely enjoyed the compliment.
With her resistance clearly diminished, she now seemed to savor my gaze on her naked form. She subtly shifted her posture, deliberately making her body more visible. Each time she did so, I offered praise and observations, encouraging her to grow bolder.
She adapted astonishingly quickly to exposing herself and receiving evaluation. Before long she was dripping with arousal even without any direct stimulation. To adapt this fast… Ruya really does have strong lewd tendencies.
“Touch your pussy.”
“Huh? Why? …Okay, I will.”
She asked in confusion, but when I simply stared at her intently, she quickly complied and moved her hand between her legs. The moment her fingers touched her pussy, already slick with her own juices, her face burned red like ripe fruit. I timed my next words perfectly.
“What a lewd cunt, getting wet without even being touched.”
“Nngh.”
“Now soothe that lewd pussy yourself.”
“You mean… masturbate?”
“Yes.”
At my firm answer, her face turned so red it looked ready to burst. Her eyes wavered as they met mine, but she soon squeezed them shut and reached down to her pussy.
True to someone who had never really masturbated before, her movements were clumsy. Yet even amid the shame and humiliation, she diligently followed my command in search of pleasure.
Oh? I was in the middle of training her.
You’re here now? What were you doing?
I was tweaking the facial expression program for the young lady and working on some personal research. I connected briefly to check the outside situation.
Even while conversing with Elisa, Ruya continued masturbating with surprising dedication. Her initially awkward touches gradually grew more skilled as she discovered which spots felt best, and the pleasure she derived increased accordingly.
The situation itself—being watched, receiving commands, and feeling pleasure in front of me—would blend with her shame and humiliation to create sensory confusion. Every time she felt ashamed or humiliated, pleasure would rise and excite her. Eventually she would grow accustomed to becoming aroused by such feelings and accept them naturally.
Just as I predicted, she soon opened her previously closed eyes, looking at me while continuing to masturbate with intense focus.
You were worried about only receiving, but you’re doing quite well now that you’re in charge. I’ll be going back in, so keep up the good work.
Okay, take care.
Elisa fell silent again. Ruya’s state was rapidly approaching climax. Her legs trembled as she struggled to keep them spread, her swollen clit rubbed vigorously. She looked at me with pitiful eyes.
“Haaangh… please let me come now.”
“You remember well that you’re not allowed to climax without my permission. Hold it a little longer.”
“Hnnk…”
Sweat poured down her entire body as she maintained the humiliating pose and continued masturbating. At my command she stopped her hand, desperately fighting back the orgasm. The pitiful sight reminded me of my own past, stirring both nostalgia and arousal.
This was a method of training that Elisa, who shared the same body, could never employ. I didn’t regret serving her as Master, but sometimes I fantasized about being handled forcefully by another being.
I watched as she repeated the cycle of masturbating and stopping, even shedding tears, then timed my words for the exact moment her arousal peaked.
“You may climax now.”
“Hngiiit!”
She let out a strange moan, throwing her head back as she came spectacularly. Her body shuddered violently while still standing, then her strength gave out and she collapsed backward. Lying on the floor, twitching and convulsing, she wore a blissful smile from the intense pleasure.
I waited quietly until she regained some awareness, then spoke when she seemed slightly lucid.
“To masturbate so shamelessly in front of someone watching and cum that loudly—you really are a depraved female.”
“Haa… haeu…”
“But it felt good, didn’t it? Hehe, that’s because it’s your true nature, Ruya.”
Suggestions planted while judgment was clouded by pleasure would slowly seep into her mind and influence her values. Especially for someone in an unfamiliar situation, gently guiding their thoughts toward rationalization would lead them to accept it themselves.
“Now, look into my eyes.”
“Ugh…”
Adding brainwashing through my charm eyes made it even easier. The moment she received the energy of my charm eyes, her already hazy gaze grew even more unfocused, slipping into a light trance.
“Ruya finds great pleasure in obeying and following commands. And you need an owner to control those lewd instincts of yours.”
“Need… an owner…”
She mumbled my words in a daze. In truth, her condition wasn’t ideal. Brainwashing that altered values should be done slowly and carefully to minimize side effects, but the situation required haste, so I accepted the risk.
I poured even more energy from my charm eyes through her gaze and repeated the suggestions.
“Acknowledge and accept your lewd nature. Then find an owner who will control that side of you well. Someone who will protect your sexual secrets and give you immense pleasure.”
“Ugh… my head…”
Hmm, any more might be dangerous. Her complaint of a headache told me it was time to wrap up. I extended my tail and slid it into her dripping pussy, slowly absorbing her vital energy.
As Ruya gasped heatedly from the pleasure of having her energy drained, I did as QA had done to me—carefully stacking the charm eye’s energy in her mind to help the brainwashing take root properly. I continued the process until she fell asleep. My tail and eyes ached from the strain, but I did my best to minimize potential side effects.
Only after she was breathing softly in sleep did I finally relax and withdraw my charm eyes.
“Whew, that was exhausting. I don’t think I could do that twice.”
Although I had absorbed vital energy during the process, the amount consumed far exceeded what I had taken in. Combined with the mental fatigue, I grew extremely tired.
As I sat down beside Ruya where she lay on the floor, I remembered AI Elisha, who could handle tedious tasks for me.
Activate AI Elisha.
The moment I thought the activation phrase, my body began moving on its own again. The AI seemed to scan the surroundings briefly before lifting Ruya into its arms and heading upstairs. After confirming that AI Elisha had taken Ruya into the bathroom, I retreated into the mental space.
Since I had exited from Elisa’s room earlier, I emerged there as well, and she was immediately visible.
“I’m back, Elisa.”
“Is it finished?”
“Yes. I did my best.”
“You did better than I expected. You worked hard.”
“Thanks. I’m going to sleep for a bit. I’m so tired.”
Leaving the softly spoken “sleep well” from Elisa behind, I crossed to my own room, collapsed onto the bed, and fell asleep instantly.
“Mmm…”
I suddenly regained consciousness and realized I had been sleeping. Shaking off the languid haze, I sensed that Elisa was outside.
“Since Elisa’s outside, I won’t be able to go out for a while. Ugh, I feel so stiff.”
It was strange to feel stiffness while in spiritual form, but I sat up anyway. As I stretched, the succubus mark on my lower abdomen caught my eye.
Oddly, this mark didn’t appear on Elisa’s body within the mental space—only on mine. Elisa’s theory was that since I was the main body and soul of the succubus, the mark manifested only on me.
“The mark has grown. Did I level up?”
What had once been a simple pattern had advanced to the next stage, with additional strokes and more delicate details. The total amount of vital energy I sensed from my magic core had also noticeably increased. Based on past experience, I seemed to have reached the level of a mature juvenile.
Unlike Kyubey’s complex and ornate pattern, mine was relatively simple yet intricate. As I traced it with my fingers, I suddenly realized it resembled QA’s mark.
“It looks similar to QA’s mark. Do these patterns get inherited?”
My magic core had been created from fragments split from Kyubey’s, so technically they were the same core, yet they showed such differences.
“Ah, whatever. It grew, so that’s good news.”
My physical condition seemed more urgent than that. Unlike the outer body, where even sexual sensation and reflexive responses were blocked, this mental-space body—only its senses sealed—displayed my state of heat with brutal clarity.
My arousal level was truly dangerous. My body was in severe heat; love juices flowed endlessly from between the chastity belt and my pussy. Even the slightest brush against the sheets sent powerful waves of pleasure through me, making me tremble.
With a lightly convulsing hand I touched my rigidly erect nipples, but aside from the sensation of skin on skin, I felt nothing. I gave up and stood.
“First, I should soak in cold water to cool down.”
I filled the bathtub with cold water, stepped in, and sat down. The body that had been convulsing from excessive sexual desire gradually began to calm. Although the contrast between my heated body and the freezing water was painfully cold, I endured it, listening to the songs I had saved while waiting for Elisa to return.
A hand shaking my shoulder startled me awake. Elisa was in the water, shaking my submerged body. She was naked just like me. Seeing that I was awake, she climbed into the now-lukewarm tub and sat down.
“Even though you can’t die here, you should be careful about sleeping underwater. What if it becomes a habit and you do it outside too?”
“It’ll be fine since you’ll be there, Elisa. Did you finish everything you needed to do?”
“Yes. I used the laptop I received from Ruya to research this world’s technological level. Just like our dimension, the scientific and technological development here is extremely uneven.”
“I see.”
“Our dimension is exceptionally advanced in cyborg and android technology compared to other fields, right? Here, it’s the opposite—cyborg and android technology is severely underdeveloped. Their philosophy of respect for life and strong ethical standards mean animal testing is strictly regulated and only permitted when absolutely necessary. Artificial intelligence technology is also strangely avoided, so there’s almost no progress.”
“Huh, how interesting.”
“We’re probably the most advanced cyborgs and AIs in this dimension.”
Watching Elisa sit cross-legged in the water, eyes sparkling as she spoke, it was clear she was incredibly excited after encountering this world’s technology. Although I didn’t fully understand the scientific talk, I offered appropriate responses so that Elisa, who loved sharing knowledge, could enjoy herself.
She was enthusiastically explaining new aircraft-related technology when she noticed how much time had passed and stopped.
“I ended up talking by myself for too long. It must have been boring, right?”
“It’s fine as long as you enjoyed it, Elisa.”
“I like that you always listen to my stories so well.”
“Ah!”
When Elisa pressed her finger to my forehead, a pleasant pleasure spread outward from the point of contact. After rewarding me with that gently spreading sweet sensation, she touched the mark on my belly.
“To grow this quickly… it seems I was restricting your vital energy absorption too much.”
“That was because you were taming me. How does it look now?”
“The method of blocking sexual desire and physical pleasure seems to have been effective. It looks good.”
The serious gaze with which she evaluated me brought me mental pleasure. I savored the satisfaction and pleasure she had given me as a reward, then asked about the outside situation.
“By the way, is AI Elisha controlling the body right now?”
“Yes. She’s out shopping with Ruya.”
When Elisa snapped her fingers, a large screen appeared above the bathtub, showing the outside view. Ruya was picking out clothes in what looked like a department store. Seeing her happily chatting and shopping with AI Elisha, I thought once again that her stamina was impressive.
“She’s already moving around like that. She really does have good endurance.”
“That’s already been going on for two hours.”
“Shopping isn’t really my thing, so I’m glad the AI is handling it.”
“Same for me. I’d much rather read a book.”
For someone like me who preferred exercise, and for indoor-type Elisa who liked sitting in one place doing research or reading, prolonged shopping was simply torturous.