The Bet
The vibrator hummed to life with a low, insistent weeeeeeeng. Its relentless vibrations pressed against her most sensitive spot, teasing her clit without mercy. She squeezed her thighs together, shaking her head desperately, trying to endure the rising waves of pleasure. The sight of sweat tracing erotic paths down her trembling body slowly stoked the heat building inside me.
“How does it feel, Miss Rene? Does it feel good?”
“Hngh… haaaaaang… No! I hate it! Stop~! Haah!”
“You look like you’re losing your mind from how good it feels, though?”
“No! I said noooo!”
Her body shook violently. Had the aphrodisiac already pushed her to climax? The sight made me switch off the vibrator and mock her.
“Did you just come? How perverted of you.”
“Haah… haah… You… I’m definitely… going to kill you!”
She glared at me with eyes full of venom. This was probably the first time she’d ever shown anyone the face she made when she came. Maybe this was even her first orgasm ever. That thought excited me even more.
Her crimson eyes burned with a look that said if she could kill with a glance, I’d already be dead a hundred times over. I drank in that unbroken spirit and turned the massager back on.
Weeeeeeeng~
“Haaaang! No!! Stop it!!”
“You say that, but those loud moans tell me you’re feeling it, aren’t you?”
She twisted her thighs and hips, trying to escape, but it was nearly impossible for her delicate frame to break free from a man’s embrace. Hearing my words, she clenched her teeth, swallowing her moans as she turned her head away.
“Ugh… hng… khk…”
It was as if she couldn’t bear to let me see how aroused she was. And that defiant, I-refuse-to-lose expression on her face… Did she realize every single one of those little actions only turned me on more?
My cock was already painfully hard, straining against my clothes. But if I wanted to savor her properly later, I had to hold back now. I couldn’t take her yet—not when her training was still so incomplete.
I needed to mold her into a pure yet utterly lewd whore first. It sounded ridiculous, but with the right training methods, it was entirely possible. This was the time for patience. Like fine whiskey that only grows more delicious after long years aging in an oak barrel.
Of course, she hadn’t even been properly fermented yet. I had no interest in drinking immature liquor.
While I was lost in those thoughts, Rene’s waist arched like a bow as she reached another peak.
“Haaaaack…! Stop… It’s too strong! Please stop!”
I turned off the massager as she threw her head back. Beads of sweat glistened on her skin, trickling down her forehead and along the elegant line of her neck. The rich scent of rosemary teased my nose.
I deliberately twisted the knife, mocking her claim of being a princess.
“Well? Your Highness? How does it feel to cum in front of a man?”
“Shut up…”
Her voice had grown slightly hoarse from all the moaning. But I switched the massager back on.
Weeeeeeng!
“Haaaaaaaang!”
I wasn’t simply torturing her. This was training—mechanically conditioning her to grow familiar with sexual stimulation, since this was her first time experiencing it. I judged that she still wasn’t accustomed to it and was simply helping her become familiar with the sensations.
“I-I’m too sensitive right now!”
Rene squeezed her legs together even harder, rubbing her thighs desperately. Though she turned her face away so I couldn’t see it, I knew she must be making an incredibly lewd expression.
“Hngh… haaaang!”
Shudder, shudder.
Her whole body trembled. I turned the massager off again. The position was a bit uncomfortable. I headed toward the cart, looking for something more convenient. There should be more restraint tools here… What would be good… Huh? Furry handcuffs?
Tap tap tap.
While I was searching for the right implement, she suddenly pushed herself up from the bed and rushed toward me.
“Die!”
She looked like she wanted to wrap her hands around my throat, but without her magic, Rene simply didn’t have the strength to overpower me.
“Hngh!”
I roughly seized both her arms, twisted them behind her back, and crossed them. Then, pinning her soft wrists together with one hand, I grabbed the furry handcuffs from the cart and snapped them shut.
Click.
A loud metallic sound rang out as the cuffs locked around her wrists.
“Let me go! I’ll kill you! I’ll really kill you!”
Her eyes remained unbroken, her face filled with murderous intent. In stark contrast, her legs were shaking uncontrollably, her hips twitching. The real game hadn’t even begun, and she was already like this…
“My, my… Your manners are still sorely lacking.”
I shoved her down onto the bed. Where were those scissors I used to cut the rope earlier? Ah, there they were in the corner. I picked them up with one hand and approached her, only to find she had already twisted around to glare at me while scooting backward.
I grabbed her arm and dragged her to the center of the bed, then sat on her waist and roughly sliced through her dress.
“Kyaaak!”
Riiiiip!
“Don’t! Don’t do that! You beast!! Perverted bastard! Go die!”
Rene cursed me furiously while thrashing wildly. Her ass was quite beautifully shaped. I hadn’t seen it bare yet, but the sensual lines visible even through the fabric were enough to stir the imagination.
Thump! Thump!
She struggled violently on the bed, kicking at the innocent mattress with her heels or twisting her waist in a futile attempt to throw me off. That was all she could do. Ah~ Poor, pitiful Rene. Her resistance only fueled my lust even more.
She was wearing white panties—no, panties now stained by the aphrodisiac. Droplets of sweat clung to her stomach and thighs. The moment I grabbed the strings of her panties to cut them off, she fought back even harder.
“Let go! Let go of me!”
She even kicked her legs, her fierce determination to protect her last shred of modesty clear. But…
Thud!
I caught her right ankle and pinned it down with my left arm so she couldn’t move freely anymore. Then I cut away her panties.
Snip!
It seemed her panties weren’t nearly as strong as her willpower. The soaked fabric fell away from her body helplessly. An incredibly lewd scent rose from them—a intoxicating mix of strawberry and rosemary that made my head spin.
Rene twisted her legs, trying to hide her most private place from me. Between her crossed thighs, a thick patch of gray pubic hair offered a mysterious allure.
“What an incredibly lewd scent. It’s so thick with the aroma of a female in heat that it’s making me dizzy.”
She spread her cuffed hands as wide as she could, desperately trying to cover her pussy. Her face burned bright red as she screamed.
“Y-you perverted bastard! You’re truly… a demon!”
Tears welled in her eyes as she glared and continued.
“You trash! Someone like you should never have been born, you garbage! Do you understand…? *Cough*… *cough*…”
She was coughing after screaming so much. I looked at her and asked,
“Would you like some water?”
But she stared at me with eyes full of utter disgust, as if I were literal filth, and spat,
“In… in this situation… how can you even say that!”
“Well… I asked because you’ll be leaking a lot of fluids from now on, Miss Rene.”
Good. She still seemed to have plenty of energy left.
I gently pushed her body to the side and laid her on her back.
“I told you not to!”
Rene twisted her body violently. But I held her down with sheer strength, pinning her in place as I admired her beautiful naked form. Her snow-white ass came into view. Skin so pale it reminded me of the flesh inside a white peach. Yes… it was like… porcelain. Pure white Joseon celadon. But I doubted there was any piece of Joseon celadon in the world as lewd as her ass.
Sweat beaded on her rear. Every time she struggled, it trickled down the cleft between her cheeks. It was such a simple sight—why did it look so obscenely erotic?
I rolled her body again until she lay flat on her back.
“Ugh…”
She was beautiful. That slender waist, breasts larger than her frame suggested, those cherry-like pink nipples perched on top, her sweat-drenched body and hair. And the way she glared at me, trying to figure out what I would do next.
Humiliation… The mixture of humiliation and rage in her eyes was like the perfect seasoning to ignite my arousal.
Grind.
The sound of her grinding her teeth, the face full of vengeful promise that she would get me back later… it was all so unbearably lovely. Why did the sweat running down her body look so damn erotic?
I licked her breast with my tongue.
“Haa…!”
Rene cried out as if she’d been given goosebumps. Her breasts were the color of pure white snow, so I’d expected them to taste sweet like sugar, but instead they carried a faint salty tang. I held her waist and licked and sucked her breasts thoroughly.
“Stop! You pervert! I said stop! Hngh… Why… why are you doing this to me?”
That desperate, tearful voice was exquisite. So exquisite it drove me crazy. Her voice and tone were so sweet that I unconsciously revealed my true feelings.
“Struggle harder for me. It makes me even more excited.”
I meant every word. I wanted her to keep resisting, to struggle with everything she had. At that, I heard a faint sobbing sound.
“Hngh… hic…”
I focused on the area of her breast closer to her side.
Slurrrrp. Slurp, slurp.
To humiliate her as much as possible, I made the most obscene, vulgar sounds I could while sucking on her breast. Then I moved to the area near her collarbone. At that moment… the upper part of her breast closest to her clavicle began to harden. It felt like the soft fat was hiding firm muscle beneath that was contracting tightly in response to the stimulation.
Huh? It got hard here? That meant… she could feel pleasure from that spot physiologically. In that case…
Slurrrrp. Slurp, slurp.
I targeted that exact spot, tormenting it relentlessly. I sucked on it persistently, even pressing down hard with my front teeth.
“Haa… ugh…”
Seeing her desperately trying to hold back her moans made me want to tease her even more, so I bit down hard on that spot.
“Hyaang!”
Her moans were growing louder. I glanced up at her. Her hair was a mess. Her eyes looked slightly swollen from all the crying. But within those eyes, a fierce resistance still burned brightly. She was truly beautiful. Insanely… beautiful. This was perfect. Becoming a trainer had been the right choice.
As I was thinking that, she spoke.
“D-doing this to… a tied-up… woman… makes you happy? You… perverted bastard.”
She stared at me with wet, venomous eyes. I simply responded with a refreshing smile to her provocation. I didn’t know what she was thinking, but maybe I should play along a little? That way she’d keep her will to resist. And crushing that will to resist would be incredibly fun.
I slowly licked my way down from her breasts to her waist.
“You… hngh… really… kyaa!”
The moment my tongue touched her side, the adorable sound she made was utterly lovable. “If you’re really a man! Then at least… haa… untie me and fight me fair… *grind*… Then I’ll do anything you want!”
She was so lovable, provoking me like this just to get through the moment. She was trying so hard to hold back her moans, yet her cheeks were flushed with arousal as she spoke. I wanted to shatter her hopes.
“How exactly am I supposed to win? You’re not seriously asking me to remove the Mana Restraint, are you?”
When I smiled and spoke to her… she gave a tiny nod. Well, of course. From the start, there was a fundamental difference in our physical capabilities. The only way she could possibly defeat me was if she could use magic. If I took off the collar, she’d definitely try to kill me with a spell.
“Miss Rene, you’re a mage, correct? And a 4th Tier Mage at that. Are you seriously telling me to fight someone like that and win?”
At my words, Rene nodded confidently and said,
“If you’re truly a man, then fight me fairly and win, then do whatever you want… Don’t tie up a woman and act like some common thug just because you’re male.”
She even looked at me with a hint of contempt.
“You’re not avoiding the fight because you think you’d lose to a woman, are you?”
How cute, provoking me even in this situation.
“Then what will you do if I win?”
“If you win, I’ll do anything you say—training, whatever!”
She wore a solemn, determined expression.
“Hmm.”
I paused for a moment, considering her words.