Subjugating the Female General (25)
Just as she was about to climax, Dong-hyun suddenly stopped his caresses and stood up, leaving Adrian at a complete loss as to how she should react.
On the surface, she was the one being forced. The proper thing would have been to refuse him even if he wanted to continue. But now that he had stopped, she could hardly ask him to keep going—and yet drawing her spread legs back together and resisting felt equally unsatisfying.
"Hmm? What? Ah... my arm was getting a little tired..."
Dong-hyun grinned at her, playing it off with a lazy shrug.
"Did I say anything?"
Adrian's voice came out sharper than she intended, sulky and short.
So Dong-hyun came back to her side and began stroking her pussy once more.
"Nnhhh..."
The moment his fingers touched her again, the heat that had begun to recede came flooding back. He knew her sensitive spots with an almost supernatural precision, and once he started working them, climax was all but inevitable. Over the days they had spent together, Adrian's body had grown accustomed to his touch. The stimulation that had cooled began to climb again, slow and relentless.
"Haaah... ahhhn... nngh—wait, what...?????"
And then, at the very brink of orgasm, his hands stopped as if the whole thing had been a lie.
"What the hell are you doing!?"
Adrian could not hold it in any longer. She was furious. Not once, but twice now, he had pulled away at the exact moment the pleasure was about to crest.
"Hmm? Why? Is there a problem?"
"No... why do you keep stopping?"
The complaint slipped out of her before she could stop it, petulant and raw.
"Do I have some kind of obligation to make you feel good?"
The question left her speechless. She stammered, flustered.
"Then don't touch me at all!"
She said it in a thoroughly sulky voice—and then her face flushed crimson. It felt as though she had just given her own feelings away.
Dong-hyun watched her with a faint smile and started toward her. Adrian scooted backward on the floor, trying to put distance between them. She knew full well she could not match him in a fight, but some nameless pressure radiating off him made her retreat all the same.
"If you give me an order, am I supposed to obey it?"
"Urgh..."
Even Adrian's formidable will had been ground down over the month she had spent at his mercy.
Dong-hyun pressed a mechanism set into the wall, and the iron chains mounted there began to retract.
"Ah—!"
She strained against them with all her strength, but even her considerable power was useless against machinery. The chains dragged her steadily toward the wall until her body was stretched out against it in a spread-eagle, and they kept pulling until she hung fixed in the center, completely immobilized.
"What do you think you're doing!!"
She was so startled she forgot the formal speech she had been carefully maintaining and snapped at him in raw anger. Dong-hyun did not bother answering. He simply walked toward her.
"D-don't come any closer!! You bastard!!"
She had been hiding her true temperament, playing at submission—but her real nature was still very much intact.
"That's more like it. Adrian is only fun when she's like this."
He came to a stop directly in front of her and reached out, laying his hand on her abs. His fingers traced slowly over the hard ridges of muscle, then slid downward to her pussy, where he began to stroke her clit with unhurried, deliberate care.
"Nngh!! Stop it... you lunatic!!!"
The chains rattled as she thrashed against them, but it did no good at all. Something in her was screaming that if she could not endure this moment, she would break completely—and that terror only made her struggle harder.
Dong-hyun paid her resistance no mind. The fingers that had been teasing her clit slid lower and pushed slowly into her cunt.
"Nnnnngh!!!"
For the first time in a while, Adrian tried to bite back her moans and hold on. But Dong-hyun knew her body too well. Withstanding his touch was nearly impossible.
"Nnhhh... haaah... stop!! Haaahn... nnnngh!!"
Both of his fingers sank all the way in and began to move, fast and merciless.
"Haaaaahn!!!! N-no!!! Haaaah... wait, what??"
Once again, at the most infuriating possible moment, he stopped.
"What have you been doing this whole time!! Are you just toying with me!?"
"You really don't know why I keep doing this?"
"How the hell would I know!"
She was genuinely furious now. Being brought to the edge over and over without ever being allowed to finish had left her raw and hypersensitive.
"Heh. From now on, you're not going to be allowed to come."
"What?"
She stared at him as if he had lost his mind.
"If you want to climax, all you have to do is ask me. Simple, right?"
"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense. You think I'd ever beg someone like you?"
"Fine. Let's see how long you last. It wouldn't be any fun if it were too easy anyway."
She said it with her chin up, but she was more shaken than she had ever been. She had already been denied twice, and holding out was proving far harder than she had expected. A suffocating tightness sat in her chest, and a strange, itching restlessness crawled through her entire body.
His hands found her again.
"Nngh... s-stop... nnhhh......"
Every time she teetered on the brink, he knew it with uncanny accuracy and pulled away. Before long, the moment his fingers returned, she was rolling her hips against them, grinding herself on his hand as best she could with what little movement she had.
"What do you think you're doing? Moving all by yourself? You want it that badly?"
He had stopped moving entirely now, just resting his hand against her pussy, and Adrian was rocking her hips back and forth, rubbing herself against him. Her movements were so frantic she could not even hear his teasing.
And even that he would cut short the instant she started to get close. It was enough to drive her insane.
"Please... do it... let me come..."
With both hands and both feet locked in place, she could not even touch herself. If she had been able to, she would have done it right there in front of him without a second thought. Her mind felt broken. All she could do was crave pleasure. The thirst rising from deep in her chest had become a pain that clenched around her heart like a fist. She wanted to burst that knot of tension more than anything—but the pride she still had left would not allow it.
Please... someone save me... I can't hold on anymore... please...
Tears spilled down Adrian's face. They were the first she had shed since being locked in this underground dungeon. She had cried from choking, from physical pain—but never from something purely emotional.
"Nnhhh... please... stop... I feel like I'm going to lose my mind..."
"All you have to do is ask me. Tell me to shove my cock into you. Beg for it—cheap and filthy."
"I... I won't.... I absolutely won't..."
She shook her head hard, refusing even as the words left his mouth. The fear that she would lose everything if she broke here was overwhelming. If she surrendered, she felt as though she would lose herself. She held on, fighting the impulse to simply let go of everything and give in.
"Ahhhn... auuugh...."
A moan that barely sounded human—something closer to a scream—echoed through the underground dungeon. It was Adrian's voice. She had been hanging there for three days now, subjected to the same relentless orgasm control. By the third day, the moment Dong-hyun's hands touched her, she could no longer form words. All that came out of her were animal, desperate sounds, begging for pleasure.
"Adrian. It's only been three days and you're already falling apart? I figured you'd last at least a month."
He said it mockingly, watching her body tremble as he denied her yet again.
A month? Did he say a month? This hell... I have to endure this for another month?
The world went dark at the edges of her vision. If she had never known what an orgasm felt like, it might have been bearable. Being denied after having tasted that release so thoroughly was a special kind of torture. She wanted that cool, flooding relief more than she had ever wanted anything.
"Well... if you last a month, maybe we'll go for a year? Or maybe you'll be stuck like this until you die. I keep telling you—you're going to break eventually. I don't understand why you make it so hard on yourself."
His words sounded sweet and terrifying in equal measure.
Can I... really last any longer? What if I just let go of everything and found some peace? But still...
"Looks like you've still got some fight left. Shall we start again?"
He started toward her as he said it, and Adrian flinched hard.
"Wait... hold on!"
"Hmm?"
She stopped him in a rush, her eyes unsteady as they found his.
"Please... do it..."
Holding out any longer had, apparently, lost all meaning.
"Do what? You have to say it properly."
"Sex... I want sex...."
"More precisely."
His voice was firm. Adrian squeezed her eyes shut.
"I want you to shove your cock into my pussy... please... I'm begging you."
"You? Who am I?"
"Your Majesty... the Emperor??"
"Wrong."
Adrian thought about what he wanted to hear. That sharp mind of hers found the words he most wanted from her.
"Master. Please ram your cock into this lowly slave's pussy. Pound me as hard as you want."
She said it while rolling her barely mobile hips in a lewd, inviting motion. Every last scrap of resistance had fallen away.