Private Beach? Private Bitch!
Caution! This chapter contains explicit adult content.
Please proceed with discretion.
After I gave her the ring, Yukiko transformed completely. She turned into the ultimate dere-dere, clinging to me like she’d never let go. Sitting on my lap with a bright, sunny smile became our new normal.
“Hehe…!”
Chu!
She’d gaze at the ring with a mysterious little smile, then wrap her arms around me and plant a kiss on my cheek.
“I smell like meat. I’m going to wash up.”
“Then let’s shower together. I’ll wash you ♥”
I couldn’t exactly stay outside holding Yukiko forever, so I stood up to clean off. Even then, she insisted on joining me. We stepped into the bathroom together, and even inside the tub she stayed glued to me, refusing to separate even by an inch.
While claiming she’d wash me, her soapy hands reached around from behind, wrapped around my cock, and started stroking. The soft, heavy press of her large breasts against my back combined with those slippery, foam-covered fingers sliding up and down my length was pure paradise.
The situation felt so ridiculously good that I offered no resistance. It didn’t take long before I was shooting thick ropes of cum forward like a water pistol. Seeing me explode, Yukiko gave me a motherly smile and gently stroked my head.
“Feels refreshing, right? Good boy. Good boy.”
“Now that we’re clean, hold me on the bed ♥”
Of course, after the shower we moved to the bedroom where Yukiko took complete control. Having received the ring and seemingly awakened something inside her, she craved me with overwhelming passion and love. She kept demanding more, and more. Even after I pumped her pussy and womb full to the point of overflowing, even after I covered her face and entire body in cum to mark her as mine, she still begged for my cock.
“Haaang! No more… I can’t take any more…!”
“I’m cumming, Yukiko!”
“Hyaaah! Haaang!”
But no matter how desperately we continued, stamina has its limits. Yukiko eventually passed out from the endless chain of orgasms. Worried something might be wrong, I checked on her and found her breathing steadily, fast asleep with a peaceful expression.
I straightened her posture, pulled the blanket over her, then quietly slipped out of bed. My entire body was sticky with her juices and my semen, so I took another shower, got dressed, gathered what I needed, and left the house. We’d started having sex at nine o’clock. Somehow it was already two in the morning. The moon hung in the night sky, and the quiet sandy beach carried only the sound of gentle waves.
I walked toward my destination, savoring the lukewarm early-summer sea breeze. The target was a heavily reinforced concrete building at the far end of the beach—one I’d spotted during a walk with Yukiko before lunch. I approached slowly and stopped at the entrance.
“Let’s see…”
The door used a passcode lock. Since this coastline belonged to the Taira family, the building was theirs as well. It had been constructed specifically to handle various secret tasks during vacations. The interior was built like a prison.
Mimata Chieri had told me about this place, so I’d borrowed it for the duration of my trip with Yukiko.
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep!
I entered the code, heard the lock release, and pulled open the heavy steel door. The interior was pitch black. I pressed the button beside the door to turn on the lights and descended the stairs.
At the bottom was an interrogation room. Past that stood four cells made of iron bars. Two of them were occupied—Tang Xiaohua in one, Yang Xuexi in the other. I’d ordered Seryu Tai to bring them here. He’d done an excellent job. The steel container that had held Tang Xiaohua was gone, probably retrieved by Mimata Chieri.
Because the lights were on, both women were staring straight at me. Yang Xuexi watched me with that unreadable, expressionless face. Tang Xiaohua glared at me without the slightest hint of fear.
“You! You’re the bastard who knocked me out!”
“That’s right.”
“If you won, why didn’t you kill me? Why lock me up? I won’t be swayed by cheap persuasion, so just kill me already!”
Was she some knight captured by orcs? “Kill me!”—the classic line. I ignored Tang Xiaohua’s demands and slipped a loaf of bread into each cell. I hadn’t given them much food, so I brought bread just in case they were at risk of starvation. There was a sink with a faucet on the wall, so water wasn’t an issue. Bread would be enough.
“Eat first. We’ll talk after. You’re both hungry, aren’t you?”
Tang Xiaohua held the bread and continued glaring, but when she saw Yang Xuexi glancing at her and hesitating, she clicked her tongue.
“Tsk! If we’re going to die anyway, we might as well eat first. Xuexi, you eat too!”
“Yes, Boss…”
At Tang Xiaohua’s command, Yang Xuexi began tearing off tiny pieces of bread with the same blank expression. It was quite the contrast to her boss, who was taking huge bites. I waited until both had finished eating before speaking again.
“You don’t need to stay loyal to the Kurotsuki Do, do you? Instead of throwing your lives away for nothing, why not come work for me?”
I wasn’t sure how deep Tang Xiaohua’s loyalty to the Black Moon Hall ran, but I doubted it was worth dying for.
“I have no loyalty toward the Heiyuetang. I only wanted to seize it for myself… Now that I’ve been defeated by you, that dream is over. So just kill me.”
Ah. So Tang Xiaohua had wanted to overthrow the Hall—currently ruled by the Ha and Yang families—and become the new boss. Even if I released her, with the massive stain of defeat and no backing from either family, she would never become the leader of the Black Moon Hall.
Now that I thought about it, in the game, Tang Xiaohua would either disappear from the organization or, with extremely low probability, end up as its leader. So that was the route. If her coup failed, she died and vanished. If it succeeded, she became the boss.
The odds of her coup succeeding were maybe one in a hundred, but managing it with no foundation at all was honestly impressive.
“So you want me to kill you?”
“Yes.”
“Too bad. I refuse.”
“Even if you force me to be your subordinate, I’ll poison every single person around you! Do you really think you can let me live after hearing that?”
Tang Xiaohua twisted her face like a vengeful demon and shouted. It was a pretty terrifying threat…
Looked like I’d have to break her completely after all. Without saying a word, I walked up to her cell and unlocked the iron bars.
Just as I expected, a kick flew at me instantly. Since I’d barely fed her for days, the kick had almost no power behind it. There was poisonous energy concentrated at the tip, but poison meant nothing to me, and the strike was so weak I simply tilted my head to avoid it.
I ducked lower and closed the distance. Tang Xiaohua immediately gathered green energy on her index finger and thrust it toward my face. Exactly what I’d expect from someone who earned the Northeast Asia branch leader position through pure combat ability—she’d predicted the dodge and chained her next technique.
Her finger technique targeted the eyes, the most fatal spot. But I had already poured the Abyss into my eyelids and closed them, easily deflecting her strike.
“As expected of the man who beat me! Not bad at all!”
Tang Xiaohua still hadn’t fully healed her internal injuries and had barely eaten, yet she looked genuinely delighted that I’d seen through her aim. A true battle maniac’s reaction.
I had no intention of beating her. I only wanted to turn her into my loyal subordinate. I reached out and tore away the skimpy fabric she wore—clothes that were basically a bikini.
“Y-you bastard! What the hell are you doing?!”
“Making sure you learn to listen.”
“You think stripping someone makes them obedient?! Where the hell did you get that idea?!”
She had a point. But pussy juice always knew the right answer. I stepped close, used force to push her down, and began roughly kneading her breasts. The humiliation of being subdued and groped must have been intense—Tang Xiaohua screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Kuh! Just kill me already!”
“Kill you? Nah. I’m going to make you feel good instead.”
Like a proper villain answering a captured knight, I grabbed one of her stiff, protruding nipples.
“Stop it! Don’t touch our boss!”
From the cell diagonally across, Yang Xuexi shouted as she watched me molest her leader. Of course, I had no intention of stopping just because she told me to.
In fact, I made sure she could see everything. I grabbed Tang Xiaohua’s jaw, yanked it forward, and kissed her deeply. She thrashed and tried to bite my tongue, but my iron grip on her jaw prevented it. Instead, my tongue invaded her mouth and claimed every inch.
“First kiss? Your reaction’s pretty stiff.”
“Ugh! You were holding my jaw! If you weren’t, I would’ve shown you my real skill!”
If I hadn’t been holding her jaw she would’ve tried to bite my tongue clean off, yet she still talked a big game. I continued playing with her breasts, then lowered my head and sucked hard on one nipple.
Maybe because of the poison arts she practiced, her sweat had a slightly different flavor. A faint herbal aftertaste? Or perhaps she was deliberately circulating her poison energy to sweat out toxic perspiration in an attempt to kill me.
“Your sweat tastes different. Using poison?”
“That’s right. Keep sucking on me and your stomach will melt from the inside! You should stop while you still can.”
Nope. To me it was just sweat with an interesting flavor. The herbal taste might even be good for me thanks to the placebo effect.
“Then let’s find out—who dies first? Me from the poison, or you from pleasure?”
I kept licking and sucking every sensitive spot—breasts, nipples, earlobes, neck—while Tang Xiaohua desperately circulated her poison arts to produce toxic sweat. But as her body grew hotter, it became harder for her to concentrate. Gradually the taste of her sweat returned to normal.
“Hng…!”
Surprised by the moan that escaped her own lips, her eyes flew wide open and she bit down hard on her lower lip. I gave her a wicked grin.
“Looks like I win.”
“Kuh! We didn’t even make a bet, so I don’t owe you anything!”
Tang Xiaohua’s face flushed red as she shouted. It didn’t matter if there was no bet. Before this trip was over, she would be offering me everything she had anyway.