Chapter 55
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 55
Chapter Title: Perverted Masochist May Luina
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That May Luina was a total pervert bitch who got so worked up just from hearing casual speech that she didn't know what to do with herself.
I'd already braced myself for her to get pissed when I smacked her those squishy, massive tits and hit her with casual speech out of nowhere.
It was a bold move that stabbed right at her blind spot, made possible only because I'd uncovered May Luina's hidden side—something I never could have known before.
I knew she was a genuine masochistic pervert, which let me act without hesitation despite the intensity. Still, my heart was pounding.
Provoking the wrath of all people, May Luina herself? Back in the day, I wouldn't have dreamed of it.
Back when she treated me like an emotional trash can, I was always tiptoeing around her moods, so my fear of her anger was pure instinct.
But overcoming that primal fear was the key to opening a new chapter in our relationship—and accelerating her treatment. That's why I went for it.
My plan was simple: hit her with this sudden, rude, unexplained behavior that'd naturally piss anyone off. When she snapped, "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I'd crush her anger head-on.
Her sky-high pride and shattered ego would fight tooth and nail against being broken by a mere F-rank like me. But I trusted her masochistic pervert streak would bulldoze through and submit to me.
It was a gamble that demanded absolute trust—basically betting my life on it.
But May Luina's perversion was so potent it turned my trust into certainty. There was no way I could lose.
Low risk, high reward.
By zeroing in on her biggest weakness—her masochistic pervert side—I could drown her whole body in overwhelming pleasure and skyrocket her curse resolution rate.
That was the goal of this treatment. I swallowed hard and focused on May Luina.
Still, I had to stay sharp. Let the dominant vibe slip even for a second, switch to polite speech, and she'd turn the tables on me.
The way to break a masochistic pervert like May Luina? Relentless pressure, no breaks.
It was straight out of those adult doujins with a perfect success rate, so I vowed not to give her a moment to breathe. The instant she reacted, I'd hit her with words and actions. I waited for her response.
[......]
"......"
[......]
"......"
What the hell? Why's she so quiet? Did I piss her off so bad she can't even speak?
If she's that furious, pushing her masochistic side might backfire.
SM play is all about consent from start to finish, even if both sides love it.
If the masochist suddenly gets moody and clams up, the mood crashes. The sadist who had total control moments ago ends up meekly putting down the whip. That's just how it goes.
The heart of SM is emotional exchange with your partner. You have to keep their feelings intact during play. But I'd pissed her off speechless right from the jump.
Hmm. Should I just apologize and go for the full-body clingy hug? That might smooth things over without any backlash.
With May Luina, it'd definitely work. I started subtly shifting back toward her bed.
[S-Stay... W-What did you just say to me?]
But before I could seal the deal, her trembling voice—shaking from rage?—froze me in place.
I wanted to play dumb and deny it, but in situations like this, denial usually makes it worse. So I just told the truth.
"......May, this treatment's just for you, so take it with gratitude."
[I knew it. I-I didn't mishear...... C-Casual speech...... H-Huh, y-you just used casual speech on me, right Stay? Y-You're gonna keep using it from now on, right?]
Yep, she's pissed. So mad her words are stumbling out. Shit, will even a full-body hug fix this? We're screwed.
I seriously debated slamming my head on the floor, kowtowing, and begging forgiveness. The scales tipped hard toward groveling.
Yeah, apologies and settlements are best served quick. Time to bow my head and shout "I'm sorry!" loud and clear! That's my only shot at survival—and living to fight another day!
I sized up the situation and bent at the waist to prostrate myself.
[O-One more time! C-Call me May again......!]
Halfway down, her voice—brimming with excitement, laced with thrill—halted me.
"......Huh?"
What? Call her name again? To burn the humiliation deeper into her memory? So she won't forget this insult when she wakes up?
......Yeah, that was a dark thought.
I shook off the confusion and replayed her request.
Her voice calling for her name again held only arousal and excitement—no trace of anger.
This wasn't a crisis. It was an opportunity.
I straightened up, seized the moment, and gripped her massive, overflowing tits so hard they squished out of shape.
[Hiiiing♥]
I ignored her plea for her name and grabbed her tits outright, but instead of anger, she let out a sweet, melting moan.
At this point, it was obvious how May Luina felt. I grinned and whispered in her ear.
"Hey, May. Isn't it normal to get mad if someone slaps your tits out of the blue? And now I'm squeezing them so hard they're flattening out, but you're moaning all sweet like you love it...... You're a total pervert, aren't you?"
[H-Hahng♥ N-No♥ I'm not a pervert♥♥]
She denied being a pervert, but her crotch was soaked through her pants, leaving stains.
Maybe the full-body hug had primed her, or maybe just the casual speech and rudeness did it—who knows. But one thing was clear.
"What do you mean 'no'? You're a pervert. Your hot, ripe pussy mound is screaming it—just hearing casual speech gets you this aroused, you masochistic pervert slut."
That May Luina was a total pervert bitch who got so worked up just from hearing casual speech that she didn't know what to do with herself.
[Hiiiing♥ Th-That's not it♥ Y-You suddenly called me by name♥ M-My heart started pounding, s-so♥ I c-can't help it♥]
"......Heh."
Hearing the sweet, heated emotion in her stammering reply wiped away all my earlier anxiety and worry.
May Luina was thrilled by the casual speech and being called by name.
I'd figured her pride and shame would resist submitting, but she was even more of a masochistic pervert than I'd imagined.
She skipped the anger phase entirely and dove straight into enjoying submission.
The toughest part—breaking her will to resist—was bypassed. Now, all that was left was to toy with her surrendered self as much as I wanted.
"May. From now on, I'm gonna torment you slow and intense. Every treatment session will be like this, so remember it well and brace yourself."
[Hngt......♥ Y-Yes♥.]
"Good. Let's start light then."
Unlike the first time, I warned her and delivered a much gentler smack to her squishy massive tits.
Slap.
Like the light pats to numb the skin before an injection—perfect intensity.
This gentle tit smack was a signal shot: my intent to torment her slow, thick, and precise. Her sexual energy vault jiggled lightly—plump.
[......Hng♥]
Drip.
[Target has fainted. Connection severed.]