Don't Spoil a Slave!
The personality implanted in Kate was that of a loyal hound. More precisely, a bitch in heat whose mind was consumed with devotion to her master and an overwhelming desire to share his love.
The other three slaves, who still hadn’t fully grasped the situation, each reacted differently as they stared at her. But Kate paid them no mind. She crawled toward me on all fours.
“Woof! Master~ Let’s do it with Kate… that thing! Whine! Woof!”
She rubbed her face against my right leg like a real dog, even wagging her hips back and forth in a coquettish display. It was almost impressive how completely she had become a bitch in heat.
Kate—the woman who once dreamed of becoming the captain of the Imperial Knights. The lively, reasonably righteous, and dignified swordswoman who had always carried herself with pride. To see her behaving like this?
Only I knew the reason. When I smirked, the other slaves immediately realized I was behind it.
“Oppa! What the hell are you doing?! You pervert!”
“You… You’re the worst. Is this really your taste?”
“N-nooo! I hate this!”
The moment the three women began to struggle and protest, Kate—who had been openly seducing me—suddenly sprang to her feet.
“How dare you speak to my Master like that? I’ll punish you myself! Woof!”
She shook her ass vulgarly, as if she had a tail. But the second I raised my hand, she froze mid-motion and looked up at me with a sloppy, lovesick grin.
“Master! Master~ Kate will discipline those bad girls for you. Okay? And then… Kate will mate with Master! Woof woof!”
She had begun using crude language without shame, even shaking her voluptuous breasts—now massively enhanced by body modification—in open invitation. She clung to me with her entire body, rubbing herself against me desperately. The sight of Kate so utterly corrupted left the remaining slaves speechless, their minds reeling.
“The three of you had your original personalities erased because of the tentacles. I restored them, but I can just as easily turn you into bitches in heat like her. So? What kind of personality would you like?”
At my question, the remaining slaves seemed to finally understand their situation. Their expressions darkened rapidly, steeped in despair.
They were already making faces like that after seeing only this much… It was truly a sight worth savoring. But it was still too early for them to fall into true despair.
I reset Kate’s personality once more. It was a rather intricate adjustment, but it succeeded instantly.
“You… Divine! What the hell is this?!”
Kate had regained her senses. Even as she spat those furious words, her body remained glued to mine, acting coquettish one moment and dropping to all fours to wag her hips like a bitch the next.
“Th-this isn’t me! My body is moving on its own! What are you doing?! Help me!”
Her mind was perfectly clear, yet her body obeyed the instincts of a dog. Kate begged the other frozen slaves for help, but since she couldn’t control her own limbs, all she could do was stare at them with pitiful, desperate eyes.
In both age and personality, Kate had naturally become the center of the party. Even when I was with them, the girls had quietly relied on her. She was always energetic and steadfast—the perfect image of a leader. No matter how well I commanded, they had always trusted the ever-reliable Kate more.
So when Kate fell into this abyss without being able to resist at all, the hearts of the remaining slaves began to crumble rapidly.
I wasn’t about to miss this momentum.
“Kate. This time it’s a new personality. Your original mind will stay trapped inside while your body acts and speaks only like a bitch in heat. How does that sound? You’ll be forced to watch yourself live as a slave who offers her body to me while trapped inside your own flesh. Of course, you’ll feel every single sensation. Perfectly shared.”
Kate’s words caught in her throat. She trembled violently even as her hips continued to wag.
“If you don’t believe me, shall we make it permanent? A perfectly clear mind trapped inside a body that obeys only my commands. Yes… That way I can keep your mouths shut while still using you for the Academy entrance. Don’t you think?”
By now they had clearly understood both my intentions and the depth of my desire for revenge. The arrogant attitudes they had shown earlier vanished without a trace.
They finally realized I held their leashes tight. Hopeless despair swallowed them whole.
“If you had lived as my slaves, you could have at least lived like proper humans. But since you chose to be insolent, I have no choice. I suppose I should just return you all. I recovered your lost personalities with my power, but if I return you now, you’ll live the rest of your lives without them—dying one day without even realizing it. Right?”
Of course I wasn’t actually crazy enough to sell my slaves. This was all part of my plan to plant deep, unshakable terror in these women by making an example of Kate.
When I rose from my seat, tears began streaming from the eyes of the timid priestess Liris.
Arona looked half-catatonic, while Becky—after witnessing Kate’s state—wore an expression that suggested she might start crying at any moment, just like Liris.
They said nothing, but the sight of all of them drowning in despair was incredibly satisfying. It felt like a refreshing breeze blowing through my chest.
“Haa… Hngh… Mmmph…”
Even while gripped by fear, Kate continued her dog-like behavior, her face flushed crimson. Her expression made it clear she was experiencing every ounce of the humiliation.
If I hadn’t harbored such deep resentment toward them, I might have treated them with equal personalities and been kinder. But the water had already been spilled. From now on, if any slave disobeyed me, I was fully prepared to break them until their minds were completely shattered.
Still, there was one thing I was aiming for here. When driven to the edge of a cliff like this, their true natures—or their selfish survival instincts—tended to reveal themselves.
“Kate. Starting with you and your insolent mouth, I’ll erase your personality and turn you into a slave who obeys only my—”
“Ugh… I… I was wrong…”
When I turned my gaze toward her, Kate continued her bitch-like movements while apologizing to me.
It was obvious she hated every second of it, but the fear of losing her personality forced her to do it anyway. For now, that was good enough.
Once Kate’s pride had been thoroughly broken, the remaining slaves began to speak one by one.
“Oppa… Please… Just this once, forgive us.”
“We were wrong.”
Arona and Becky offered their apologies as if they had no other choice, while Liris sobbed with tears streaming down her face.
Honestly, did this satisfy me? Not even close. I was their master now. I could play with them until I grew bored, then modify their personalities and sell them off. That was all there was to it.
Once I changed their personalities and released Slave Domination, that new personality would remain with them for the rest of their lives. These women could never escape the palm of my hand again.
Knowing that, I decided to stop here for today.
“Fine. Since you’re begging for forgiveness so desperately, I won’t return you as slaves. But if you try any tricks, there will be no exceptions. I’m going out for a while, so behave yourselves.”
Instead, I decided to run one little observation experiment.
*
After Divine left, a heavy silence filled the spacious inn room.
When they came to their senses, they realized quite a bit of time had passed. Their personalities had been erased. Their bodies had been grotesquely modified. And to top it all off, the man they had abandoned and betrayed had become their Master. In short, only a hellish future awaited them.
Kate, who had personally experienced her personality being overwritten, sat with a completely vacant expression.
“We need to come up with a plan. We can’t just accept this.”
The most mature among them, Becky, spoke first. But with no sharp ideas to offer, she fell silent after that single sentence.
They were slaves now. If they had been nobles, they could have immediately sought help from their families. But like Divine, they were all orphans. They had only been able to enjoy such treatment and lifestyle thanks to their rare talents.
They had no power. They had no significant wealth. In an empire where men were desperately scarce, almost no one would listen to the words of women who had become slaves.
Divine had said he would use them for the Academy exam. Causing a scene in a crowded place? As slaves, it would likely backfire and only worsen their situation.
The biggest problem was that Divine could change their personalities at will. None of them wanted to experience that horror again—the feeling of their own bodies moving beyond their control.
Once again, silence descended. Fortunately, Divine had left the room. They watched through the window as he walked off somewhere.
For some reason, he had conveniently allowed them to move freely. If they wanted, they could escape this place right now.
But at the same time, they could feel Divine’s implicit pressure: Go ahead and try to escape. If they ran, they had no idea when they might be caught. He could be hiding somewhere, waiting. There was no telling how he might twist their personalities next.
An unknown terror weighed heavily on the room. Yet Becky, the mage, reached the conclusion that continuing to live like this would be even more miserable.
She shot to her feet. Her wavy golden hair swayed as she rose with firm resolve.
I can't live like this anymore.
Yes, we abandoned him. But what he’s doing is far too cruel, isn’t it?
“I can’t live like this. Honestly, we did abandon him, but what he’s doing is too cruel, don’t you think? Right?”
“Well… that’s true, but…”
“Y-yes. No matter that we left him… doing something like this… humiliating us… it’s not right.”
Arona and Liris voiced their agreement, while Kate simply nodded silently.
“Let’s all go outside and tell the knights what happened. Who knows? Maybe they’ll listen to our situation and mediate between us and Divine!”
This was a bustling district centered around the Academy. The moment they left the inn, they would reach a main street full of people.
Seeing Becky’s courage, Arona and Liris slowly stood up as well.
“If we stay like this, we’ll be slaves for the rest of our lives! We don’t know when he’ll erase our personalities or sell us off!”
When Becky declared this with such determination, even Kate finally rose to her feet. The four slaves united with one heart and one goal: to escape their lives as slaves.
Becky, who had stood first, took the lead and reached for the doorknob. She had even resolved that if Divine was waiting right outside, she would subdue him with magic.
“Aaaaaahhhhhhngggg~♡”
But the instant Becky tried to move, an overwhelming wave of pleasure crashed down on the very woman who had incited them all.
