The Kiss
I grabbed the slime rope lying nearby and approached Rene.
Still seated in the chair, she tried to push me away, so I snatched her delicate wrist.
"Ugh!"
Rene struggled, but as a woman, she had no chance of overpowering me, a man. Before long, I had the rope tied around both her wrists and secured it tightly to the chair.
Watching her sneer at me actually gave me a bit of energy. What? She's perfectly fine. I worried for nothing.
As someone who'd been concerned that her mind might have shattered, the current Rene was incredibly satisfying to see.
At my words, her face twisted in shock.
Maybe it was because she'd been raised as nobility? It seemed like she'd never heard a human referred to as a "female" before.
"I'm not some female...!"
Rene looked like she had a lot to say. I kicked the chair she was sitting on, knocking it backward.
-Thud!
Leaving her to scream in surprise, I headed toward the training cart. When I returned holding a bottle of aphrodisiac ointment and a vibrator, Rene's expression hardened with determination.
I ignored her angry outburst and approached. I slightly lifted the black robe she was wearing. Dark gray pubic hair and a tightly clenched pussy came into view.
She thrashed her whole body in resistance. The slime rope restrained her, preventing any escape.
Aah... Poor Rene.
When I lightly touched her pussy, she clamped her legs together. I hooked one of her legs over my shoulder and lifted it high, exposing her most private area.
Her face flushed bright red with humiliation—it was incredibly erotic. But it was still too early to savor Rene's lewd expressions. This was punishment time.
The moment to inflict pain on a disobedient slave and break her bad habits.
-Pop.
When I opened the lid of the aphrodisiac bottle, she twisted her waist and thighs in resistance. It was meaningless—and rather adorable. I mocked her as she scrunched up her face, desperately trying to avoid the situation.
"Ugh!"
My words must have struck a nerve. She bared her white teeth and glared at me with murderous intent. Seizing the moment, I forcibly spread her thighs apart.
She grimaced in pain from the forced spreading. I wedged my waist between her spread knees so she couldn't close them.
I carefully applied the aphrodisiac evenly to her exposed pussy. She turned her head away, biting her lip hard. Rene really was the best. It was far more fun to tame her wild thrashing than to have her submit obediently.
Once I'd applied all the aphrodisiac, I turned on the vibrator.
-Vrrrrrrrr!
The intense vibration and bizarre noise filled the living room with clamor. She glanced over at the vibrator in my hand, her eyes narrowing sharply.
Where had the word "Master" gone? She was speaking so casually now. I'd only just taught her basic etiquette yesterday—if her memory was this bad, I'd have to teach her again today, wouldn't I?
But I could handle that kind of effort all day long, couldn't I? That fierce gaze that said she would never break, never submit—it was truly delicious. And if I could crush it? I was certain the immense sense of accomplishment would envelop me in ecstasy and exaltation.
Was it because of the aphrodisiac?
"Ngh... ha... hngh."
Watching her desperately try to hold back her moans, I pulled out a monocle from my pocket and put it on.
Arousal: 15%
Climax Level: 0%
Hmm. At this level, she should be a little wet by now?
I mechanically rubbed the vibrator up and down her clit with quick, precise movements.
She thrashed, claiming it hurt.
Of course it would hurt. The clitoris is an extremely sensitive area. Sudden intense stimulation like this could easily cause pain, and given the continuous strong stimulation she'd received recently, it might even be swollen. If it was swollen, a cheap low-grade potion wouldn't heal it.
I turned off the vibrator for a moment and spread her pussy to examine it closely. Sure enough, her clitoris was slightly swollen and reddened. Had I overdone it?
I couldn't deny that I'd set an overly tight schedule for her after she became a slave. But considering we only had three short months, it couldn't be helped.
I went back to the cart and checked for any useful medicine. A mid-grade potion? Maybe because I'd rented a slightly more expensive training room? There was a mid-grade potion here that I hadn't seen in the previous room. Was it worth the high price?
I grabbed the mid-grade recovery potion and approached Rene.
-Pop!
As I got closer, she clamped her legs shut again.
But Rene wouldn't spread her legs. Instead, she twisted her thighs together, making it harder to open them, which irritated me a little.
"Ngh..."
Seeing her face turn deathly pale, I frowned.
She only understood when I put it that bluntly. As I stared at her intently, her tightly twisted legs slowly loosened.
Watching her legs part slightly, I applied the potion evenly. The medicine needed time to absorb into the skin. In that case, I should prepare something else.
I pulled out the paralysis magic scroll I'd bought earlier at the scroll shop. Rene's red eyes fixed on me.
She looked at me with a mix of suspicion and wariness.
I roughly tore the scroll. A yellow glow swirled around my hand.
Watching her desperately struggle while bound by the slime rope, I sneered inwardly. Bound like that—what exactly did she think she could do?
When I touched her shoulder, the yellow light flowed into her body. Her previously violent movements suddenly went limp. Rene could do nothing but blink her eyes.
Carefully, I pried her mouth open slightly. Her lips had a reddish tint, and her tongue was a vivid pink. She didn't move at all. Though her captivating red eyes rolled around, her body wouldn't obey.
No reaction from her. I gently stroked her cheek with my thumb.
This was the perfect time to taste her. There was nothing as delicious as the lips of a pure virgin. And if that beautiful woman hated and cursed me, it would taste even better.
Kissing her without the paralysis scroll would have been a gamble. After all, she might bite me. Considering the training I had planned for today... kissing her right now was practically an act of mercy.
Rather than having her lip's purity stolen in such a vulgar way by what I was about to do, giving it to my lips would be better for her mental health.
This was my mercy, bestowed upon Rene before her oral purity could be taken so crudely. I believed she would feel gratitude for my actions.
In the modern world, it was something lovers did willingly, but here it was a sinful act.
I drew close to Rene's lips. I gently sucked on her beautiful red lips. They were soft, and her breath was intoxicatingly sweet and fragrant. I licked her soft lips with my tongue. The taste was astonishing, as if they'd been made of sugar.
Tears streamed down her cheeks. What emotions was Rene feeling right now? Sadness? Or was it rage?
After tasting her lips, I wanted to taste her tongue. I was incredibly curious what Rene's tongue would taste like. Besides, my own rising excitement was becoming hard to contain.
I slipped my tongue into her mouth. The sensation of pushing between her soft lips was so electrifying it felt like I was conquering her virginity.
Her small lips. Inside, her tongue lay still as if dead. The moment my tongue tapped and rubbed against hers, an intense pleasure surged through me.
It wasn't just about violating her tongue—the sensation of ravishing a beauty who hated me... it was truly addictive.
I pulled back slightly and examined her face. Wiping away the tears flowing from her beautiful eyes, I spoke.
I used my hand to open her mouth, pulled out her vivid pink tongue, and drew it outside her lips.
The moment I finished speaking, I sucked her tongue into my mouth.
-Slurp!
Rene squeezed her eyes shut at my action. Did she not want to see this? Then she'd just have to feel it with her hearing and touch.
-Slurp! Chup! Slurp!
I deliberately made vulgar sucking sounds as I sucked on her tongue and stimulated it with mine. Listen to these obscene noises and realize you're being violated.
But I couldn't keep this up forever. The scroll's effect might wear off soon.
I released her and asked mockingly.
No answer from Rene. The scroll's effect was still active. I left her for a moment and searched for a restraint device. Here it was—a ball gag made of slime material. It was designed to be placed in the mouth to prevent it from closing. Since it was slime-based, there was no risk of injury.
Just in case she might struggle, I also grabbed some more slime rope. Looking at the motionless Rene, I said,