Chapter 125
Chapter 125
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 125
Chapter Title: [-- ●Binding + Training, Trampling and Breaking --]
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Epe shrank back as if gripped by fear and shouted.
"You're trying to toy with me in some filthy way! That's your style, isn't it? You're the worst kind of human scum who treats women like objects and gets off on it!"
"Hm? ...How do you know about my style?"
"......"
Epe didn't answer.
In a situation laced with a suggestion to speak the truth without distortion in response to my questions, staying silent was unnatural.
The sole exception I'd granted her.
It seemed she'd triggered the condition that allowed her to withhold a response when her life was at risk due to the taboo.
She'd known about me to some extent from before...
From when I was young?
It wasn't strange that she knew I'd been up to sleazy deeds, given her knowledge of my relationship with Seoyeon.
"You really do seem to know a lot of things you're not supposed to. Right?"
I pulled out the necessary items one by one from my inventory.
I never imagined the day would come when I'd use all of these on one person.
Epe's face paled as thick ropes kept emerging endlessly from the inventory.
"......"
"Not answering means even that fact would brush against the taboo..."
"...How do you know about the taboo?"
"You were unconscious, so you didn't realize. The taboo activated once. I... no, Bella saved you."
"What?"
Epe looked incredulous.
"Bella used a Starlight Shell for your sake? That fiery, selfish goddess?"
"Hahaha."
Bella seemed pretty well-known among the gods too.
That was amusing.
"Yeah, she made me use a Starlight Shell for you. In a way, she's your lifesaver."
Though whether "person" fits a god, I wasn't sure.
Well, gods were originally human, they say.
Not transcendent beings, so Epe was trembling in fear.
That excited me.
The idea that even a goddess hadn't experienced all sorts of perverted acts stirred a man's conquest欲.
She probably hadn't had her horns treated like handles either.
I'd never done it with a horned girl myself.
But it felt instinctive, like I already knew how to handle them.
Maybe it was the instinct etched into my DNA from hunting horned beasts on the plains thousands of years ago?
And here it was attached to a girl who was like a walking onahole—a male masturbator molded after a woman's pussy—with her tiny stature and massive tits sprouting like crazy.
A match made in heaven, right?
Epe pressed her back against the wall, wary of me, and said.
"You could've just turned me into a slave. Why didn't you? Can't you?"
That was a probe too.
"It's more fun this way... and the results are better.
You're right. I do think of you as an object. I like you, but you're not that precious.
It's the same with women. Some I treasure most, some I value, some I find lovable—there's a variety.
I don't think there's anything wrong with that."
Humans have a desire for possession.
Whether it's innate or the result of endlessly repeating perverted acts, I don't know or care if it's directed at people instead of things.
"You're a rare horned object. I'd have treated you preciously if nothing else happened,
but using Park Seoyeon was unforgivable."
"......"
"By the way, goddesses are pretty sturdy, aren't they? No need to worry about breaking you?"
Epe wore an expression like she really didn't want to answer.
But the 「suggestion」 dragged her will along against her wishes.
"Much... sturdier than humans."
"Good. That's the answer I wanted.
You'll end up a slave anyway. That's how you'll leave this room."
"You pervert! Trash! Just make me a slave right now. That'd do it!"
"You're scared, huh?"
"Sca, scared."
Nice to hear it straight.
She probably never wanted to admit it. After blurting it out so pathetically, shame colored Epe's face.
It reminded me of the first time training Bella.
Goddesses tend to have strong pride, thinking they're special.
"Epe. I'm not your friend.
I have no intention of bantering casually with you in informal speech. Call me Master, and speak politely. Got it?"
"...I don't get it?"
I clenched my fist and slammed it hard into Epe's stomach.
"Oof!?"
I didn't hold back.
The shocked Epe doubled over, clutching her belly.
"Shall we establish the hierarchy right away?"
"No, ugh...!"
I grabbed her horn and yanked her up, then slapped her cheek hard with my palm.
"Ah, aah...."
I struck repeatedly with full force to inflict pain.
Like repeating a dry, set task.
Epe's cheek gradually reddened, her head snapping to the side with each hit.
I'd implanted a suggestion that 「pain」 becomes happiness or pleasure for her,
but that didn't erase the actual pain she felt.
The pain was real. It transmitted vividly.
It didn't dull or become bearable.
I punched her stomach again.
"Ugh! St, stop, it hurts...!"
I brushed aside her arms protecting her belly and hit again.
With her body jolting, I put full power into my arm, and Epe's eyes began to glaze over.
"Stop, it hurts, speak properly."
I seized her massive tit and yanked.
"Hngh! Eut! Stop... please."
I punched her stomach once more.
"Aaak! Hic! Hnnght."
When I released the hand gripping her horn, Epe slumped down, drooling.
I kicked her in the perfect spot as she dropped.
"Hwik!"
After the beating, Epe flattened herself prone and said.
"P, please stop. Please don't hit me."
"Guess goddesses aren't used to pain after all."
I'd thought beings who became gods had been through it all, but she was already imprinted with fear from violence—like any ordinary girl.
Epe glanced up at me briefly, then immediately bowed her head.
The hierarchy had been imprinted simply through violence.
I could do whatever to Epe, but she couldn't resist me.
She couldn't use her fancy divine powers.
She couldn't harm my body.
Because of 「unable to go against my intentions」.
Even defending her own body was restricted if I clearly showed intent to hit.
All Epe could do was react to the raw pain.
"Speak politely to me. Got it?"
"Yes......"
"Stand up."
I watched Epe's eyes.
She deliberately turned her head, avoiding my gaze.
She was terrified, her rejection of me intensifying.
No different from a human woman up to this point.
But as a goddess, she had exceptional physical durability like Bella.
A normal person couldn't have stood.
After transferring to this world, my physical abilities had skyrocketed,
so I knew what happened when I hit with skeleton warrior-shattering force.
I hadn't tested it on Bella.
So at first, I had the thought of checking her out.
How much violence she could endure. If her body was okay.
I approached her this time and carefully examined the spots I'd hit.
I gripped her chin and turned her head as I wished, observing the reddened cheek.
"Open your mouth."
"......"
Epe clamped her mouth shut and stayed still.
I grabbed her huge tit.
"Hn!"
Epe squirmed in panic.
Hidden under her clothes, I hadn't realized, but it was even bigger than expected?
I ripped open the women's clothing she wore.
The massive tits hidden beneath the blouse bounced out.
"Ah...! No!"
Instinctively, Epe covered her breasts with her arms and turned away from me.
"......"
I immediately gripped the horn handle on her head, yanked while punching her stomach.
"Aaak!"
Her arms guarding her chest loosened, tits jiggling wildly.
I grabbed her bent-over horn and lifted, clutching the undefended tits, pinching and pulling her nipple with my fingers.
"It hurts, it hurts...!"
"......"
I pulled as if to rip it off.
"It hurts...! I was wrong."
"Open your mouth."
Epe hurriedly looked up at me and opened with an "ah."
I released the nipple and inspected her mouth. Her cheek seemed torn from the slaps, with some blood.
But it was already healing.
I calmly observed Epe's skin.
Healthy tan-like brown skin. Incredibly soft to the touch.
Nipples pale pink. Moderate size. Areola narrow.
No visible external injuries on her intensely punched stomach.
I pinched her belly fat with my fingers. A bit of flab, not bothersome. Feminine waist.
Below her curvaceous hips, firm thighs.
Well-developed body on a small frame.
The nutrition for height went to her chest and ass—her hips were impressively developed too.
"......"
Finishing the observation, I looked at Epe's face.
Cute and lovable.
Right now, mouth open, staring straight into my eyes.
「Staring straight ahead」
Not the reaction of a woman who'd been kidnapped, confined, assaulted.
The reason she could do this was that the suggestions were finally taking effect.
The 「pain-induced pleasure」 hypnosis had already begun.
Training via this suggestion required finesse.
The brain's reward response to pain comes with time lag.
My hypnosis couldn't implant ridiculous suggestions like 「pussy pleasure 30x」.
That was wordplay and impossible.
But there was no need.
The brain secretes stronger drug-like substances than any multiplied pleasure, dozens or hundreds of times over.
That's endorphins.
Not secreted in joy or happiness, but in extreme stress beyond human limits, numbing pain perception.
Conversely, dopamine comes with happiness.
Endorphins, released in extremes, are potent even in trace amounts.
The body feels extreme stress precisely when in pain.
After intense aerobic exercise, increased endorphin secretion brings euphoria—the same principle.
Of course,
It's not like the body secretes drugs in extremes, so beating turns into training...
That'd just break her.
Violence from others is unrelated to one's will.
That's why innate nature and mindset matter.
Women who build trust with lovers and enjoy torment have this 「disposition」.
They start timidly asking to be bound,
later begging for it rough like rape,
preferring sensory deprivation like blindfolds or binding that restricts freedom.
That's why even with strong suggestions, Epe wasn't writhing in pleasure yet.
Even those with the disposition need gradual escalation over time.
Sudden hits just confuse.
Pain → stress → brain reward: instill the habit gradually, then reverse it so she willingly endures stress and pain for the 「brain reward」 and even rejoices.
To train the big-titted horned girl before me into that taste,
Naturally, start by instilling the habit.
No worry about lacking the 「disposition」.
Something even stronger had already penetrated deep into Epe's mind.
Back to the beginning.
The reason she could 「stare straight」 at the man who'd suddenly assaulted her, despite fear, was exactly that.
She wasn't conscious of it yet, but the horrific disgust, despair, hatred toward me that should follow beatings had been massively diluted.
Normally, she'd sob begging for life, scream hysterically, thrash to the point of self-harm, exert all strength to flee.
That I could admire her tits after serious beating, with her hostility subtly fading as our eyes met,
Meant she'd fallen into a 「powerful hypnotic state」—an abnormal situation impossible in reality.
I was satisfied it was going as intended.
So, what's the best way to instill that habit?
Can't just keep beating.
Spanking her ass like with Bella was one method,
but here, a time-tested method existed.
Erotically emphasizing the woman's body while delivering sustained pain and stress, habituating to pain.
That was bondage.
I stepped back and looked at the ceiling.
I'd checked before drawing the curtains—yep, there.
Protrusions supporting heavy chandelier-like structures.
Iron parts bent like hooks.
Perfect, I thought.
I knotted the rope end, looped it over the hook, pulled the other side to adjust length.
Epe watched me prepare calmly.
"Curious? What I'm gonna do?"
"Curious... please."
"I'm gonna tie you up."
I checked if the length was sufficient.
It'd been a while since proper training.
I once obsessed over techniques. Realized it was futile, switched to pure enjoyment.
"...Why bother with something so pointless.
With your power, I can't resist anyway. Even bare-handed beatings, I just have to take them.
What're you gonna do tying me up?"
"Come closer."
I commanded Epe.
She hesitated, then slowly stepped toward me.