Chapter 37
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 37
Chapter Title: #2 New Request (Gyeol Ryeong - Bitch Walk Challenge)
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I seem to have fallen into some kind of trap.
Thanks to that, I'm being toyed with by the Chairman and Dom, passed back and forth between them. I was aware of that much.
But what exactly the trap was that lured me in, how I got caught in it, or where things went wrong... I couldn't figure it out in my current state.
It was probably some kind of hypnosis.
For an exorcist like me to fall under a succubus's hypnosis? It was unthinkable no matter how I looked at it. But otherwise, I had no way to explain the occasional sense of wrongness that crept in.
Of course, I didn't even know what kind of hypnosis it was.
The "training" I received in the first week, the steady physical modifications at Dom's hands, servicing the Chairman, battling them with sex fights to exorcise them—none of it felt off to me.
It all seemed like perfectly normal daily life, just following the rules I naturally had to obey. Nothing more.
Everything appeared perfectly fine. Life in this mansion felt problem-free, and my efforts to exorcise them seemed sound.
But that couldn't be right. It was absurd.
This was a certainty. I was definitely under hypnosis, and some part of my perception was twisted because of it.
And that was because—I still hadn't managed to defeat those two.
I'm a genius.
Half of that might be self-praise, but the other half was an utterly objective assessment.
What can I do if I'm a genius and exceptional? If you're jealous, go be a genius yourself.
Anyway.
A genius like me—there's no way I couldn't exorcise yokai of that level.
It's been a whole month, and I'm still suffering defeat after defeat. It doesn't make sense.
'One of them barely qualifies as a yokai... their presence is weird.'
But since they're teamed up with a yokai, treating them as one is fine. Either way, they're enemies I need to thoroughly crush.
Yet I still hadn't beaten them. That meant some part of my perception or thinking was off.
Until I figured out exactly where and how it was wrong, I'd probably never win against them.
'Should I take a bit more time...'
As a genius, I could definitely do it somehow. If I invested time, I'd eventually uncover the distortion and find a way to resist them.
But a faint anxiety stirred as well. Lately, the changes to my body had become starkly noticeable.
'My breasts have gotten bigger again...'
I stood in front of the mirror, checking my body. I even touched it directly.
My breasts and hips had gained noticeably more flesh than before.
It wasn't ugly to look at, but compared to a month ago, the jiggle and weight when I moved were undeniably different.
And beyond the increased size and heft, every part had become far more sensitive. Just lightly touching myself now to check my condition was enough to set me ablaze.
What a troublesome body.
Thanks to Dom's sensory modifications, sensitive spots were scattered all over, functioning perfectly. Once the switch flipped, my vision blurred, and I couldn't think of anything but sex.
On top of that, milk came out much more easily, my urethra was altered so I felt everything when I peed, and even a light stroke on my lower belly made my womb react wildly...
At least.
At least for now, it was still manageable. I'd gotten somewhat used to it, so it wasn't a huge issue.
But if this lifestyle continued? I had no idea how far Dom's modifications would go.
My breasts and hips might grow even larger. Or she might tamper with my limbs and body in even more suspicious ways, rendering me incapable of functioning as an exorcist.
If I only figured out how to resist their hypnosis by then, it might be too late—I'd be defenseless and taken down without a fight.
Thinking that way brought a slight twinge of unease, but...
'—It's fine.'
That anxiety and tension burned away in the rising flames of my confidence.
No need to worry. No need to fret.
Because I'm a genius.
The youngest Special Grade Exorcist, Gyeol Ryeong.
I don't lose. I don't fail.
I'll never end up like ■■. Because I'm a genius.
Absolutely not.
Hoo... haa...
"Come on, let's go, Ryeongie~ The master's waiting."
Hrng... Haa...
Slap, slap—the merciless feel of the whip striking my ass.
I endured that sharp pain and the pleasure dozens of times greater, crawling forward on all fours with difficulty.
But trying to move forward only sent sweet tingles surging through my nipples and clit, halting me immediately. Then Dom's urging and more whipping followed.
Right now, I was walking on all fours through the mansion's corridor.
Naked, collared, crawling like a dog—that was the rule imposed on me, now my everyday routine.
But today, I had extra accessories piled on.
Ring piercings on my nipples and clit, with thin rubber bands attaching somewhat heavy weights.
The bands were long enough that the weights dragged on the floor instead of hanging.
So to move forward, I had to drag those weights with my nipples and clit.
And every time they scraped the floor, the vibrations and stimulation transmitted straight to my connected nipples and clit.
It might seem minor, but with my protrusions hypersensitive from modification, it was insane pleasure. The direct vibration through the piercings added an extra special sensation.
The faster I went, the stronger the vibrations, so I wanted to go slow. But Dom whipped and urged me on, so I couldn't.
If I ignored her warnings and dawdled, she'd shove the whip's tip or handle straight into my ass.
I'd already endured that a couple times, climaxing pathetically right in the middle of the corridor.
"Good, good. Just like that. You can do it when you try☆ ...Hmm, should we loop around? Let's go up the stairs."
"...? What are you talking about... The man's office... is right ahead..."
"You think I don't know that? That's why we're detouring. Climbing the stairs a few times on the way will make our little Ryeongie feel amazing. Right☆?"
Damn bitch.
Curse words welled up from deep in my chest. But another whip to my ass left me no choice but to follow her lead.
Hrng... Ngh... Krng...♡
Along the way, Dom's whims made me crawl up and down the same stairs multiple times.
In the process, the weights caught on steps or bounced, sending intense vibrations that made me climax several times.
Still, I completed the task and repeated the stairs. As a "reward," Dom rammed the whip handle into my pussy.
After climaxing on the handle, I was ordered to crawl the corridor again, dragging the weights on my piercings and the whip still buried in my pussy...
"Took you long enough."
"Sorry, master~ Our Ryeongie kept dawdling~. But for her, that's pretty quick, right?"
"...I don't mind."
After all that ordeal, I finally reached the Chairman's office.
Only then was I freed from the weights and whip.
The attached weights and the whip in my pussy were gone, and I barely stood on two feet.
But the ring piercings on my nipples and clit remained.
Dom shoved my back, positioning me in the center of the office. The Chairman approached and toyed with the rings on my protrusions as he pleased.
He flicked them up and down with his fingertips or sucked my entire nipple into his mouth with the ring. Each action sent tingling pleasure through me, drawing moans and twitches.
"This feels pretty familiar now, huh? I have tons of accessories that'd suit these. Tell me your tastes, and I'll put them on next time. Sound good?"
"...No... Stop..."
"Too late for that. Besides, you like it too."
The Chairman kept fiddling with my nipple rings, tormenting me.
It wasn't just the rings shifting inside. Thanks to spells, the piercings were linked to my pleasure nerves.
The rings themselves had become extensions of my nipples and clit.
Just touching them felt like groping the protrusions directly—several times more intense, impossible to endure.
"Haa~ Ah...! Stop♡... Let go...! Enough...!"
I pleaded amid the brain-melting pleasure, but he ignored me.
Only when my legs shook and nearly buckled did he finally release me.
Lewd juices dripped steadily between my thighs onto the floor.
Without going further, the Chairman returned to his desk and sank into his chair.
"Alright, fine. I've had my fun, so sit wherever. I didn't call you just for this."
"Aw~ No more?"
"Dom, stay put."
He silenced the disappointed Dom and urged me to sit again.
I didn't want to obey these bastards, but outright resisting wasn't smart either.
I sat on the sofa as suggested. Dom pressed close, clinging and fondling my thighs...
"I called you today for a request, Exorcist."
"...Bullshit."
"Is it? I've given you requests before. You completed them splendidly. I'm so impressed with your skills that I want to entrust you with another. You get it, right?"
Why would I take requests from enemies I knew they were?
Did he take a bullet to the head? Or was he just treating me like an idiot?
"Don't look at me like that. My head's fine, and I'm not calling you stupid. It's a win-win proposal."
With an inscrutable smile, he continued.
"I want to entrust you with a 'yokai exorcism' request. You're an exorcist, Ryeong. You'd naturally take down bad yokai that harm people, right?"