My Beloved Master (4)
-Squish.
"Mmh, hah…."
With Kim Isabel suddenly appearing before her, Yoon Selena let out a flustered moan, her gaze turning hazy. A perfectly natural reaction—because from the moment she'd started talking to Kim Isabel, I had quietly slid my hand upward and was kneading her chest.
'A golden opportunity like this? No reason to hold back.'
With any other heroine I might have to be careful, but with Yoon Selena, this was fair game.
After all, she'd already been trained to the point where she was ready to offer her body and soul to her "Master" entirely. She'd obediently accepted commands that, aimed at any other girl, would have crossed every line imaginable—there was no way she'd suddenly resist a little chest-kneading at this stage.
"Sister Selena? Are you feeling unwell, perhaps…?"
"…It's nothing of the sort, so please just get on with what you were saying. Wh-what was it you wanted to discuss, Sister Isabel?"
…Well, keeping a straight face in front of Kim Isabel was going to be a little taxing, I supposed. Not that it was any concern of mine. Making sure Kim Isabel didn't see through her disguise was Yoon Selena's problem, not mine.
Besides, with acting skills at Yoon Selena's level, she wasn't the type to slip up over a bit of teasing like this. So I could simply indulge my desires, kneading her chest with casual discretion, and gauge her reactions.
How much would a Yoon Selena free of my Suggestion tolerate from her supposed "Master," and at what point would the game stop registering as a harmless prank that slipped under her radar?
That's what I needed to know—so that later, I could pull the same trick with Kim Isabel in tow. The fact that she'd already experienced anal sex first was much the same; all things considered, Yoon Selena worked best as a dress rehearsal for figuring out how to handle Kim Isabel.
"Sister Selena, earlier today, in the basement of the fake Magic Department training hall…"
"Y-yes…."
"When those suspicious men suddenly appeared inside the building, could you perhaps have responded more wisely than you…"
Kim Isabel had stationed herself in front of Yoon Selena and begun some kind of debriefing, while Yoon Selena pretended to listen, carefully squirming her body.
As long as she stayed cooperative, there was no chance of getting caught, even with Yoon Selena standing right there. Shadow of Holy Light was a divine concealment spell that rendered the caster—and anyone she buffed—invisible to others until they left her side or spoke.
Which meant I was effectively an invisible man with a collaborator. To put it in extreme terms, I could have whipped out my cock and buried it inside her, and no one but Yoon Selena herself would have noticed.
…Not that I had any intention of doing something that insane, obviously. If the spell happened to break mid-act, I'd need at least some excuse to fall back on.
-Squish, squish.
"Nnnh… th-that was because… I couldn't gauge the level of those men at the time, the situation was…"
So for now, this much would do. Slowly, carefully, I kneaded and stimulated her—just enough that it wouldn't interfere with her conversation with Kim Isabel at all.
Lightly cupping her enormous breasts in both palms, pinching the peaks of her nipples between my fingertips…
…or else sliding my erect cock, still hidden beneath my clothes, between the cheeks of her ass with a subtle rub.
-Shffft.
"Hnnghh?!"
"…Sister Selena?"
"…It's nothing. I suddenly felt like I was about to sneeze…."
…She couldn't even endure this much?
For all her posturing, she was hopelessly unguarded against the "real" Lim Soo-hyuk. It was almost hard to believe this was the same bitch who, barely a week ago, had been glaring at me openly.
Feeling like I was paying her back for every nuisance she'd ever caused me, I squeezed her breast hard in one hand and unabashedly savored my own desire…
…while my other hand crept stealthily downward, gliding along the underside of her body.
-Shffft.
"A-anyway, the point is, since the intruders appeared inside the Academy itself, there was no way to gauge their capabilities, so I first retreated into a nearby corridor. I had no idea at the time that it would lead to that strange basement room…."
Perhaps she was growing somewhat used to it—despite her flustered state, she managed to carry the conversation with a measure of composure in front of Kim Isabel.
Meanwhile, my fingers snuck south along her lower body as she explained why on earth she'd had to flee into a basement room, and then, boldly, I pushed my hand straight between her thighs.
-Shffft.
"Nnh—haaahh?!"
…That one might have been a bit much.
Yoon Selena jolted and let out a strangled cry—all I'd done was trail a single fingertip once around her labia through her clothes.
"Sister Selena? Are you truly all right?"
Kim Isabel's voice carried an even thicker note of suspicion from across the room, though the veil hid any expression she might have worn.
-Rub, rub.
"Haah… I-I'm sorry. I'm afraid I'm feeling a little off today…. C-could we possibly resume this tomorrow morning?"
"…If you're unwell, I could treat you, you know."
-Shff, shffft….
"Ah, n-not unwell as in sick, I—it's just that, ah, after everything that happened, my mind feels a bit scattered. S-so I thought some evening air might help clear it…."
"…I see."
-Sqrrk, sqrrrk.
"Hnyaah…! Th-then let's talk again later, Sister Isabel!"
The moment I felt the wet fabric beginning to soak through her priest's habit and underwear beneath my rubbing fingers, Yoon Selena hastily cut the conversation short and hurried down the stairs.
As a palate cleanser, it had been genuinely entertaining. Worth repeating next time an opportunity arose.
"D-do you have any idea how startled I was, Master?!"
Having somehow dragged me out of the church, Yoon Selena raised her voice the moment our eyes met.
Even under the church's bright lights against the night sky, her face was still flushed—apparently she hadn't yet shaken off the sensation from a moment ago.
"About what."
"Wh-what do you mean, 'about what'?! You can't just touch me out of nowhere like that! And doing something like that in front of the target is dangerous!"
"If a little of that trips you up, you were never fit to be my disciple in the first place. A woman sent to infiltrate, getting flustered because someone felt her up? Does that sound like a spy to you?"
"Th-that's true, but…. it s-still could have been dangerous…."
Well, if Yoon Selena were the type like Cha Eunju, whose every emotion showed on her face, it obviously would have been risky. I only tried it because I figured she could smooth it over. Kim Isabel was hardly the most perceptive character to begin with.
More than anything, Kim Isabel was still a little short on knowledge about sex—if she saw Yoon Selena's reactions, she'd have a hard time jumping straight to the conclusion that something lewd was happening.
"What am I supposed to do when you dawdle instead of getting out fast enough, huh? Now my Master's sulking over getting to fondle his disciple."
"I-I'm not sulking…. I'm just t-telling you not to do anything reckless…. Wh-what you just did could have gotten you caught too, Master…."
"If I get caught, that's because you failed to maintain the Shadow of Holy Light. Whose fault is that—mine?"
"…That's also true…."
Watching her nod along and agree while I unfairly shoved every last shred of responsibility onto her—displaying the very picture of irresponsibility—
I couldn't help but develop a genuine curiosity about this Lim Soo-hyuk whose identity I was impersonating.
I already knew he'd trained Yoon Selena roughly from the start, but what on earth did it take to break this woman down into something so docile that she couldn't utter a single word of complaint in his presence?
Frankly, it was a technique of domination I wouldn't mind learning myself. Maybe there was some method of gaslighting or imprinting hierarchy that I didn't know about.
"A-anyway…. p-please be more careful from now on…."
Perhaps because the culprit was her Master, she opened her mouth hesitantly, wearing the expression of someone wronged yet unable to push back.
I had no time to spar with her further, so I just nodded and told her I'd be careful.
"I'll handle my own business. Worry about yourself, and do the job that comes with your position."
"Yes…."
"This goes without saying, but don't go sticking your nose into my affairs either."
"I know…."
"I'll be brainwashing that Kim Isabel and taking her for myself, so if any orders regarding her come down from above, report them to me first. Especially if it's an operation from the crazy bitch or the crippled-arm bastard."
"…You mean Jin Soo-rin and Jo Jin-hyun?"
"That's right. I've had nothing but rotten chemistry with those two going way back."
And since any Black Moon executives involved in the Kim Isabel capture operation would, with high probability, be exactly those two.
Jeong Seok-hoon was dead. Lim Soo-hyuk was still a long way from showing himself. The other executives all had their own duties in their current positions, leaving them no bandwidth to spare for the Academy where Kim Isabel resided.
She was the second villainess I'd newly trained, after all—I intended to use her properly. In a great many ways, she was far more useful than Min Yewon, including for extracting information from inside Black Moon itself. I'd begun conditioning Min Yewon before she'd ever seriously entered the organization, so unlike Yoon Selena, she knew nothing about that side of things.
"Prepare to take care of my needs next time, too. I'll drop by if I require you again."
"Y-yes, Master…! Ah, a-and next time, you don't really need to use hypnosis or anything like tha—"
"That's my call to make, not yours to meddle with."
"……Yes, Master."
Well, the Yoon Selena of today could probably take it up the backdoor just fine without any hypnosis.
But that subtle, positive feeling she experienced under Suggestion would play an important role in her conditioning going forward. No matter how nearly finished a product she was, there was no downside to making certain. Above all, sex performed under suggestion like this simply felt far, far better than ordinary sex.
You could call it the same principle that keeps women who've once tasted drug-fueled sex from ever being satisfied by the ordinary kind. …Though in my case, it was closer to teaching her that sex with me was a pleasant thing in itself, so it differed slightly.
"G-get home safe, Master!"
-Flutter, flutter.
Without so much as a glance back at Yoon Selena calling after me, I gave a lazy wave of my hand and walked on.
Down to the very last moment of my departure—all in service of playing the indifferent Master she knew.
Cheonmu Academy, Male Dormitory, Room 401.
Late at night. Lee Seonho's roommate, Do Yoon-sung—no, Do Yoonchae—was quietly tracking the seconds as they crawled across the clock on her smartphone.
Current Time — 22:47
"……."
Ten minutes or so remained until the dormitory curfew, yet her roommate still hadn't returned.
Unable even to lie down, Do Yoonchae stared restlessly at the dormitory entrance, fidgeting with anxiety.
"…He's late."
She murmured the words quietly to herself, a thread of unease woven through them.