Subjugating the Female General (24)
After that day, the relationship between Dong-hyun and Adrian shifted, if only by a degree.
Ever since he had begun providing her with meals and a handful of modest comforts, the moment Dong-hyun descended into the underground dungeon Adrian would strip off her clothes, walk up to him, drop to her knees, and take his cock into her mouth. Once she had made him come as many times as it took to satisfy him, she would lie back on the bedding, and Dong-hyun would return the favor with his hands and his mouth, bringing her to climax in turn.
Adrian no longer bit back her moans the way she once had. She let herself feel everything — every pulse, every shiver, every raw sensation — exactly as it arrived. That, however, was as far as it went. She would not consent to being penetrated. Not ever.
And Dong-hyun, true to the declaration he had made, did not force the issue. If she did not want it, he would not put it in her. He could have taken her by force if he had wanted to. He didn't.
Another two weeks passed. Adrian had grown remarkably obedient toward him — but that was where it ended. And that left Dong-hyun frustrated. She seemed broken. She seemed submissive. And yet no notification of quest completion had appeared. The relationship had stalled, and the stall was driving him mad.
So, once again, he went to see Peterson.
"Hmm... so she still hasn't submitted?"
Dong-hyun laid out the entire situation from start to finish.
"Well, if you want a woman to submit, sex is still the most reliable method. Once they've taken a proper pounding, there's not much they can do about it. That's simply how women are."
"So you're telling me to force her?"
"Hahaha. That's a method for amateurs. The fact that you haven't forced her for an entire month — that was the right call, Your Majesty."
Peterson said this with a laugh.
"Then what am I supposed to do? She's never going to ask for it first."
"Heh. There's no such thing as never."
Peterson smiled at Dong-hyun's words — a greasy little grin that, on that genuinely ugly face of his, only made him look more repulsive. Whether Dong-hyun thought so or not, Peterson pressed on.
"Since Your Majesty's touch is already enough to bring her to climax, there's a strategy we can use. It's called climax control."
"Climax control?"
Dong-hyun's eyes went wide at the unfamiliar term.
"Yes, that's right. It's actually quite difficult, but once you try it a few times, you'll get a feel for it."
"How does it work?"
"The method is simple. You stop stimulating her just before she climaxes. Do that for a few days, and she'll start begging you to let her come. In my experience, a hundred out of a hundred of them ended up wiggling their hips and pleading for it."
Dong-hyun couldn't help but laugh. The image of Adrian shaking her ass and begging him to fuck her was simply too much.
"Explain it in more detail."
He was interested now.
"Of course. The fundamental principle of climax control is this: don't let the water boil."
"Boiling water?"
"Yes. Water boils at one hundred degrees. If climax is boiling water, you stop the stimulation at ninety-nine. The water never quite boils — it just slowly cools. What you have to be careful of is this: if you start stimulating her again before the temperature has fully dropped, it can spike straight to a hundred. And the most important rule of all — you must not let her climax until she begs you to put it in her."
"Huh. And how do I know whether she's about to come or not?"
This was what Dong-hyun really wanted to know. He could tell when Adrian or Yuria was climaxing, but the warning signs that came before — those he didn't know well at all.
"There are a number of warning signs. They vary from person to person, but there are generally three things they have in common."
"First: muscle tension. By the time her body goes rigid, she's already right on the edge, so you might be too late — but if you catch it, the effect is outstanding."
"Second: the state of her vagina. Right before climax, it gets wetter and there's a faint tremor. This is the easiest one to read, though some women don't show this sign at all."
"Third: her nipples. Just before she comes, they get extremely hard and start to tremble. Easy to notice. That should be enough for you to work with."
"And the most important thing of all — spend about five days practicing on your target. Learn whether she shows the signs I described, and what it feels like just before she goes over. When you're practicing, the best thing you can do is have her tell you when she's about to come. Women know their own climaxes better than anyone."
Peterson's lecture went on. Listening to it, Dong-hyun felt like he both understood and didn't understand at the same time. It was all a bit vague. Still, he wrote down everything Peterson had said and returned to his chambers. He memorized the notes thoroughly, then went to Adrian.
Strangely enough, once he started experimenting on her, Peterson's words began to make sense. After about five days of practice, just as Peterson had said, he started to get a real feel for it. By the fourth day, the moment he thought she was about to come, the words left Adrian's own mouth — she was about to climax. By the fifth and final day, he felt as though he had completely mapped her body. He knew exactly how to send her over the edge, and he knew exactly how to stop her just short of it.
When Dong-hyun stopped her at the brink, Adrian's eyes would go wide and a look of frustrated longing would cross her face. But then, when he let her finish, she would come with a look of pure, grateful pleasure.
He had a feeling it was time to begin in earnest.
Adrian had grown somewhat accustomed to life in the underground dungeon.
When the Emperor came, she would strip off her clothes as if it were the most natural thing in the world and suck his cock. At first it had been humiliating. But the more she did it, the more she found a certain enjoyment in it. It wasn't so bad. And what came after — the Emperor's hands on her body — felt like exploring a world she had never known existed. The satisfaction was greater than she had expected.
Did I always like this kind of thing?
She had spent her whole life walled off from this side of existence. And yet here she was, catching herself looking forward to the Emperor's visits — the old saying about a late-learned thief being the most dangerous one felt uncomfortably apt. The realization startled her. Whenever thoughts like that crept in, she would exercise inside her cell until they shook loose.
She was exercising again when she heard footsteps approaching. No one came down here except the Emperor. Of course it was him. At the sound of his approach, Adrian's heart began to pound.
Adrian's heart had crumbled far more than Dong-hyun realized. The only reason things hadn't progressed further was that she was content with the way things were now. That didn't mean her will to escape had vanished.
The dungeon door opened, and Dong-hyun stepped inside. The moment she saw him, Adrian began undoing the buttons of her clothes. Her large breasts spilled free, swaying as they were revealed. She still had a breathtaking figure.
She stripped off every last piece of clothing, walked up to Dong-hyun, and dropped to her knees. Then she pulled down his trousers. She took his still-soft cock in her hand and stroked it slowly, feeling it swell and thicken in her grip. Once it had grown to a decent size, she stuck out her tongue and gave the head a few light licks. It hardened further, growing stiffer with every pass of her tongue.
She parted her lips, took the head into her mouth, and teased the slit with her tongue. Then she opened wide and swallowed him down to the base. She ran her tongue along the full length of his shaft, then sealed her lips and sucked hard.
Adrian didn't take any particular pleasure from the act of fellatio itself. But watching the Emperor's cock twitch and hearing him groan because of what she was doing — that sent a strange thrill through her. The act itself had become entertaining. And more than that, she knew that if she pleasured him like this, he would return the favor. That thought alone was enough to pull her under.
She felt Dong-hyun's cock swell inside her mouth. The warning signs of orgasm. She sucked harder, flicking her tongue against the head. Sure enough, the Emperor's cock pulsed and erupted, pumping out a thick load of semen.
Gulp...
"Ahh..."
After swallowing the Emperor's cum, she opened her mouth without fail, showing him that she had taken every last drop. Then Dong-hyun pushed his still-hard cock back into her mouth. If she made him come about three times, it would be her turn — and she would be free to climax as much as she wanted.
Thud.
But this time, after only a single orgasm, Dong-hyun pushed her down onto the bedding.
Heh. Satisfied after just one time?
Anticipating the pleasure to come, Adrian's legs fell open of their own accord. Dong-hyun caressed her breasts, then slowly traced his fingers down over her abs, brushed against her pubic hair, and slid lower.
"Nnhh..."
Just the approach of his hand was enough to make the inside of her pussy tingle. He gently stroked around her inner lips until she was thoroughly wet, then slowly pushed a finger inside, parting her vaginal walls.
The Emperor's fingers were unusually soft and beautiful — as handsome as his face. And when those fingers worked her pussy, she could feel the juices welling up from deep inside her. She no longer covered her mouth or held back her moans. Adrian was enjoying this now. She closed her eyes and savored every stroke of Dong-hyun's hand, letting the pleasure wash over her completely.
"Haaahh... haaang..."
Ah... yes... this is it... nnh... just a little more and I'll come... ah... so good...
Two of Dong-hyun's fingers slipped inside, found her most sensitive spot, and gently scraped along her inner walls. Her nipples stood stiff, and she felt her clit harden in anticipation of the climax rushing toward her.
"Haaaang... ahhhn... I... I'm... I'm going to... wait?"
She had been right on the verge of climax — and then, as if it were a lie, Dong-hyun's touch simply stopped. He just stood up. Mid-caress. Right next to her. And he was shaking her juices off his fingers as he did it.
Adrian's eyes went perfectly round, her face wearing the look of someone with a giant question mark floating over her head.