Chapter 22
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: #1 Collar of Submission and Pussy Slave Exorcist (Gyeol Ryeong - Slave Collar)
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Whether it was a bath, a massage, or something else entirely, that indeterminate time wrapped up after about an hour.
In the meantime, my entire body had been completely soaked in some unidentified liquid from the tub, leaving me utterly transformed.
To put it roughly, if the time in that tentacle room called VR had rewired every corner of my body's functions,
then the bath and massage with Dom just now made my whole body burn hot, my nerves so exposed they felt raw and hypersensitive. I'd climaxed hard multiple times, too.
Even so, my depleted energy recovered somewhat with a short rest as I circulated my spiritual power through a full circuit.
As I'd mentioned before, maintaining peak condition at all times was basic common sense for an exorcist.
"Exorcists really are so convenient☆ No other toys are this durable. Thanks to that, I can play with you as much as I want☆"
Toy? What was she talking about? Exorcists weren't toys.
By the time we finished the bath and stepped out into the changing room, I'd been wobbling unsteadily, but now I could at least stand on my own two feet.
Still, my body was more sensitive than ever before—even the air brushing my skin made me twitch involuntarily.
My nipples were swollen and erect, sticking out stiffly, stirring a wish that no one touch them... alongside a curious urge to see what it would feel like if they did.
Haa... no, really, don't... If anything touches me now, I'll cum for sure... It'll be this intense jolt... I need it to calm down a bit...
"You'll be doing this every day from now on. Exciting, isn't it, Lady Gyeol Ryeong?"
"...Every... day..."
"Yep. And today it only took an hour, but next time it'll be a solid two. It's got all sorts of benefits, you know? Keeps your skin beautiful, prevents your body from breaking down, replenishes nutrients—tons of good stuff. Your skin will sparkle, and you'll become an even more stunning beauty, so you should love it."
I didn't want to be some beauty...
Anyway, today's bath time was over, and now it was dinnertime.
Dom had stayed by my side the whole time—how did she even prepare meals?
In this massive mansion, I'd never seen any other staff, so I was curious, but Dom just said, "I use familiars~."
A regular human—and a maid at that—like Dom using familiars.
The thought struck me as odd, but I let it slide without digging deeper.
"And here's another rule addition. Starting tonight, Lady Gyeol Ryeong, you'll be sleeping in the Chairman's room. No more using the guest room you had before. Got it?"
"Sleeping... in the Chairman's room...?"
"Yep, yep, that's right. You don't have any luggage anyway, so nothing to move. You'll be attending to the Chairman from morning till night, providing service. You'll get tons of 'training' too, so that's great. No complaints, right, Lady Gyeol Ryeong?"
"...Yes..."
If that was the mansion's rule, I had no choice. I had to obey the rules.
I thought that was it, but Dom raised her hand, saying there was more.
Her hand had definitely been empty moments ago, but now it held a red collar attached to a chain.
It was a dog collar.
The kind you put on a dog or a pet.
Its sudden appearance, or how out of place it was here, wasn't the real issue.
Just looking at it gave me a bad feeling.
It wasn't just a hunch. My exorcist instincts screamed that it was infused with ominous sorcery.
"That thing... has something..."
"Oh? You can tell? It's a collar enchanted with the succubus secret art, 'Spell of Submission.' There are ring or bracelet versions too, but I prefer this style. Think it'll suit your tastes, Lady Gyeol Ryeong? Oh, or do you prefer black over red?"
Chattering away, Dom handed me the dog collar.
She even pointed at my neck, miming putting it on.
But... if I put this on...
"What's wrong, Lady Gyeol Ryeong? Hurry up."
"No... but... this..."
"No buts, Lady Gyeol Ryeong. While you're staying in this mansion, you have to wear this constantly unless someone says you can take it off. Oh, it's made with sorcery, so it won't be uncomfortable. No tightness or sweat buildup or anything. ...Though you'll definitely feel its presence whether you like it or not."
I could tell this was bad news.
But if it was a mansion rule, I couldn't refuse.
I hesitated for a moment, but in the end, I had only one choice.
Slowly, I reached out, took the dog collar, and fastened it around my own neck.
As Dom said, it felt almost comfortable. But I couldn't ignore its existence.
A chill ran down my spine—
'Ah... something...'
As soon as I put on the collar, a bizarre sensation swept through my entire body.
Not physical stimulation, but something deeper... like it was interfering directly with my soul.
Like chains wrapping around my soul, binding it tightly, restricting my freedom...
While I froze in that eerie sensation, Dom smiled and praised me.
As a reward, she fiddled with my crotch, slipping fingers into my drenched pussy and lightly stirring with wet squelches.
"Hiiik..." A pathetic squeak escaped my lips.
"Good girl. Oh, and in the hallways, you'll crawl on all fours as a basic rule. No walking upright like a human, okay? You're our pet and slave, Lady Gyeol Ryeong."
"...Yes..."
"Great. Shall we go, then☆?"
And so,
with the chain from my dog collar gripped in Dom's hand, I crawled on all fours beside her through the mansion's corridors.
Every so often, she'd smack my ass, yank the chain if I veered off course, or make me obey commands like "Stop, stay"... and each time, I truly felt like I wasn't human anymore—like a dog or a pet.
For all sorts of reasons—it was chilling... and arousing.
Even being treated this way made me feel like this...
At the dinner table, my leash passed into the Chairman's hand.
As the chain transferred from one hand to another, I felt that same chilling sensation from when I'd first put it on—or something similar—wash over me.
At the same time, I realized I could no longer defy this man, the Chairman now holding my leash.
Did holding the collar make me feel that way toward its owner? But since I couldn't refuse orders from anyone in the mansion anyway, it wasn't a huge change.
Rub rub
Squeeze squeeze knead
"Ah... ngh... haa...♡ Th-the... d-dinner...♡"
"Hm? You can still eat, right? Go on, feed me."
"B-but if you touch me like this... it's, a little..."
"What's the problem? I said do it."
"Y-yes..."
Dinner was similar to lunch.
An even more lavish menu than midday. And I was still attending the Chairman at his side, eating together.
But while at lunch I'd just sat close beside him, now I was straddling his lap, practically in his embrace.
The Chairman hugged my body close, freely stroking and kneading my breasts and ass.
After this afternoon's training, my body was hypersensitive, so his casual caresses and groping were impossible for me to endure even for a moment.
Excitement surged through me, heat rising all over. My heart pounded painfully fast.
My nipples stood rigidly erect, demanding attention, while love juices gushed endlessly from my pussy.
Maybe because it was the Chairman's hands... or just a man's touch.
Even a light brush anywhere sent electric jolts racing through my whole body—
'I can't think straight...'
Squeeze
"Eek?! Ah...! Not there...!"
The next instant, the foreign sensation invading through my hole made me cry out uncontrollably.
This time, it wasn't my pussy—which I'd grown somewhat accustomed to (though still far from truly used to it)—but my back hole.
My asshole, my waste hole. Definitely not a spot to touch during dinner.
"Tonight I want to use this hole too— is it ready? Remodeled yet? Did you use the 'bugs' again this time?"
The Chairman's question was directed at Dom, standing nearby.
Dom shook her head in reply.
"I didn't do any remodeling with the 'bugs' you mentioned. There was no need from the start. It was already included in Lady Gyeol Ryeong's 'curse.'"
"What...? Hey, Exorcist. Is that true?"
I didn't understand at first, but when he followed up with, "You don't use the back for anything, do you?" I nodded.
He was right. Ever since my body changed due to the Succubus Curse, I'd never used my back for anything. Urine came out normally, but no other waste.
I'd gotten a thorough checkup thinking something was wrong, but they found nothing amiss. Eating and digestion were fine too. I figured it was some sorcery making contents vanish inside my intestines.
"On the first day, your back hole was so clean I thought you'd prepped it ahead, Dom."
"No time for that. It's always been that way."
"Do succubi cast spells like this often?"
"Not never, but the one on Lady Gyeol Ryeong is special. Honestly, for a curse this potent, that woman must have been head over heels for her."
The Chairman fell silent for a moment, then let out a sigh that sounded half like a laugh.
"...Well, whatever. Should be fine."
"Oh, but I did remodel her sensitivity a bit. It's still in progress, but it's functioning as a proper pleasure zone now. She'll feel it even more intensely than her pussy."
"Good, good. Well done."
Whatever conclusion he'd reached, the Chairman now probed and tormented my back hole without hesitation.
Each time, my mind went blank white and my vision blurred. Amid waves of humiliation and a new kind of shame I'd never felt before, I squirmed through the entire dinner in embarrassment.
Somehow, I made it through that grueling mealtime.
Even then, I'd climaxed repeatedly in the Chairman's arms...