Chapter 94
Chapter 94
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 94
Chapter Title: Taming × Taming × Taming
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Han Ye-eun flashed a smile as she spoke.
"Master will only have eyes for me too, right~?"
Her expression was all loose and giddy, but in stark contrast, her mana wrapped around me all sticky and clingy.
It gave me chills for a split second.
From the top of my head to the tips of my toes.
Up until I'd just accepted her confession, the genre had felt like sweet romance or maybe a rom-com. But suddenly, it flipped to straight-up horror.
'...Well, well, what do we have here?'
But it was me who decided our genre, not her.
Shhh.
I instinctively surged my mana, resisting Han Ye-eun's control.
Her mental domination ability.
It wasn't your run-of-the-mill brainwashing or hypnosis—it was a whole level higher.
Instead of manipulating thoughts, emotions, or senses to bend someone, it directly influenced the target's mind.
Compared to the hypnosis app she'd shown me before or Han Jong-ho's brainwashing, her power was way stronger.
Whoooosh—!
Suddenly, a cold gust swept between us, like experts clashing in a stare-down.
My mana and Ye-eun's tangled and wrestled in the air, endlessly vying for dominance.
And then...
The outcome was decided in a single instant.
Whoosh!
A gust blew in, sending Han Ye-eun's pink hair rippling through the air.
Her ability was impressive, but the user wielding it was still green.
Her mana reserves were laughably low compared to mine.
I countered by cranking up her pain sensitivity just a notch and pinched her flushed cheek, yanking it.
Streeetch—.
Pulling it long to both sides.
"Ow, it huuurts."
Han Ye-eun slurred her words.
"Ye-eun, what the hell was that just now?"
"I, I diiiidn't..."
"Who gave you permission to use your powers? Huh? You wanna end up like Han Jong-hoe?"
"N-no, nooo."
I deliberately poked at her sore spots and cornered her with a grim expression.
Was my past taming too effective? Or not enough?
Either way, our Ye-eun had just shown some possessive jealousy toward me. Time to drill some discipline into that head of hers.
I'd beaten her power easily this time, but who knew about next time.
It sure as hell wouldn't be this straightforward.
Even with our abilities' matchup in my favor.
Even if I could dodge her control by blocking my hearing or locking myself down.
I couldn't drop my guard completely.
She was just inexperienced with her own power, that's all.
One slip, and I'd toss revenge on those NTR bastards aside and end up in some pure love duo with her.
'The more I think about it, the more infuriating.'
I furrowed my brow and tugged her cheek harder.
"Eeeek."
"Is this how you repay my kindness, Ye-eun? Were you always like this?"
"S-sowwy, sowwy."
"I'm really disappointed in you."
As I stared at her coldly, she finally grasped the gravity and flinched.
"I-it was just a joke..."
"A joke? You 'joke' by controlling people?"
"I-I'm sowwy..."
Han Ye-eun squeezed her eyes shut and shed big fat tears like a kid.
"I-I just... I like you so much, Master..."
But no dice with me.
Strike first and you're unstoppable? That's old news, Ye-eun.
Time she learned the price of crawling all over her master.
Squeeze.
I jiggled her cheek flesh up and down as I spoke.
"Ye-eun, you've pulled this shit before, haven't you?"
"Y-yes..."
"And here you are doing it again? What should I do with you?"
"S-sowwy... I pwomise I won't..."
"How can I believe that?"
At my blatant distrust, her tears thickened.
"Hic. I-I'm really, really sowwy..."
I made her heart ache as much as her swollen-red cheek.
Smooth.
Then I let go of her face and said,
"Let's call it quits. No more seeing each other."
"...!"
"You're not listening to me, so we're done."
"No! No way!"
At my icy words, Han Ye-eun threw her arms around me.
"I-I pwomise I won't ever again... Please... don't..."
Please forgive me.
She swallowed the rest, sobbing into my chest.
"Don't... don't throw me away... You're all I have left..."
She lifted her tear-streaked face and begged.
With Han Jong-hoe dead, she'd lost her only family.
Her whole world had crumbled. She had nowhere else to turn.
Truly, I was all she had.
"I'll... I'll be good... I'll listen to Master..."
I stared at her blatantly and let out a dramatic sigh.
"You really won't do it again?"
"Yes...!"
"You won't try to control me?"
"Yes...!"
"You won't try to monopolize me?"
"...That one, y-yes!"
Her last answer felt half-assed.
I pierced her eyes with mine, reading her thoughts, then rephrased.
"You won't brainwash other people around me if I say no, right?"
"...!"
"Like Sia or Harin. Or even Ji-hye?"
"N-no, I never thought that..."
She flinched harder than before, stammering and averting her eyes.
'She did. Totally did.'
I'd hit the nail on the head.
"I-I'd never think of forcing Master's people away, or messing with their memories to make them strangers, or making them hate Master."
Classic guilty reaction.
"Yeah, sure. I believe you."
But I grinned and pretended to buy it.
"Thank you... Really, thank you..."
She wiped her eyes and giggled like a fool, all traces of tears gone.
"...Hee hee hee."
"Liar. As if I'd believe you."
I grabbed her wrist tight and cut across the park.
"You're hopeless."
Then dragged her into the woods.
"Huh? Where are we going?"
She glanced around in confusion, but I ignored her.
Rustle!
I just pushed through the bushes to a secluded spot.
Time to drill her mental domination right into the top of the food chain—with me on top.
The theory went that awakeners' powers stemmed from their deepest wishes, desires, aspirations.
In other words, deep down, Han Ye-eun craved dominating others.
Rebellion against a lifetime under Han Jong-hoe's thumb, maybe.
Her backstory was kinda pitiful, but I had to train her thoroughly so she'd never misuse it.
If her power ever turned on my circle?
Sia or Harin, with their solid mana, might resist. But most folks? Screwed.
I didn't want my people broken, past or present.
Not turned into busted toys.
Or emotionless puppets like marionettes with cut strings.
Whoosh!
I yanked Han Ye-eun—who'd followed me—right in front of me and commanded.
"Panties off."
My cold order made her eyes go wide like a startled rabbit.
"H-here...?"
Her round eyes darted left and right.
I ignored her hesitation, shoved my fingers straight into her pussy through her panties.
Squelch.
The sudden intrusion made her grab my shoulders as she faced me.
"Eek!"
But I didn't stop.
"Ahh! Eek! Eek!"
I jabbed her pussy, rough and relentless.
Downright violent fingerwork.
Squelch! Squish! Squish!
Her clenched folds pushed back against my fingers, but her tight depths quickly wept juices.
"Ah! Ack! No! Nooo!"
Her grip on my shoulders tightened desperately.
"Hnnngh! Nng! Eek! I-it's still daytime!"
We were in the shady woods, but she stifled her moans in the risky spot.
"Out-outside, people might hear!"
I kept stimulating her pussy regardless.
Schlop! Schlop schlop schlop!
Plunging in and out of her sopping hole, scraping her G-spot.
Schlop schlop schlop schlop!
Rubbing her clit hard with my palm grinding the entrance.
"Hnnnngh♡!"
Her pussy—already tuned to me—squirted in seconds.
I shoved my juice-coated fingers into her mouth.
"Hweh? Hweh."
And stirred everywhere inside.
"Panties off."
At my next order, her dazed expression had her sliding them down.
Lost in afterglow, she braced a tree and stuck out her ass without a hitch.
Smooth as silk.
I hoisted one leg, slammed my cock into her drenched pussy.
Squelch! Squelch!
Then pistoned fast.
"Mmph! Eek! Eek! Eek!"
Seeing her still muffle moans sparked a thought.
In porn or hentai, masochists beg for punishment.
Real-life spank-happy masos thrilled at corporal stuff too.
Always wondered: if they turn pain to pleasure, isn't ignoring them the real punishment?
Indifference, abandonment play—true discipline?
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Lost in useless musings, I pounded her viciously.
Screw punishment—I just wanted to fuck.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Aah! Ang!"
Finally, Ye-eun burst out moaning.
"Too muuuch! We'll get caaught!"
Whatever. Didn't care.
Thud! Slam! Slam!
She had mandatory Hunter Management Bureau orientation over break anyway.
She'd get her mental training there too. Purely official.
Imagining her getting lectured on not using powers outside towers or gates, I focused on thrusting.
Slap!
While smacking her naughty ass.
Smack—! Smack—!
Pounding her baby-maker with my cockhead.
"Aheuk! Ahk! Hnnng...!"
Matching my ferocity, her panting voice grew raw and ragged.
"Heuuk! Hnnk!"
How long did I rail her?
Her face drowned in ecstasy as clear fluid gushed from below.
Rustle.
I half-peeled her top, kneaded her tits, and gave a short critique.
"You're wearing a total slut face right now, Ye-eun-ah."
"Hnnng! Nng! Eek! Eek!"
But Ye-eun had lost language, couldn't respond properly.
Blank-minded, she just instinctually bucked her hips.
"Spread your ass with your hands."
And obeyed my command.
"Not a saintess—a sex fiend."
I sneered, shoving my cock into her asshole.
"N-nooo! Eek! Oook!"
"Look at you clenching that back hole on curses. Hate 'saintess'? Call you a whore then?"
"Nooo! Noo...!"
She shook her head, face fully wrecked.
"Cumming! Cummingggg♡!!!"
Another orgasm hit; pleasure raced up her spine, body shuddering.
"Oook♡! Oooook♡! Nngoooh♡!"
"Fuck, me too."
"Nnghoooooh♡!!!"
I flooded her ass with cum, pulled out—and she squirted hard.
Spurt! Pshhh!
After that, I relentlessly ravaged her front and back holes nonstop.
Until I sensed the Bureau folks approaching, drawn by her earlier mana flare.
"Come suck it."
I claimed every hole she had.
"Yes... Master... smack..."
Pointing at my filthy cock—coated in juices and cum—I ordered cleanup duty like always.
"Slurp, slurp, chuuurp..."
Looking down at her, I drew a firm line.
"Like I said before, Ye-eun—you're mine."
That's our level difference, Ye-eun-ah.
"My woman, my property. But that doesn't make me yours. Don't forget."
She seemed(?) to get it, eyes closed tight, servicing me diligently.
Gulp! Gulp!
I dumped another load down her throat-pussy, fixed my clothes, tidied up quick.
And shortly after.
"From now on, when we're alone, always call me Master. No excuses for you."
"...Tch, fine."
Her legs wobbling, she pouted against me but didn't defy.
"Okay... Master."
Then the Surveillance Division hunters arrived.
I planned to explain everything, leveraging my connections—I knew these guys.
'Huh?'
And spotted an unexpected face amid them.
"Noona?"
Clutching a stack of documents for a field survey, it was none other than Yeon-hee.