Chapter 145: Eating the Princess Consort, Still Can't Break Her? (2)
With a relaxed and comfortable expression, he didn't even bother to look up at her.
Princess Consort finally realized something and cursed inwardly.
A brat who wasn't even that old could already use psychological warfare this masterfully?
Though she thought that, she still had to do what needed doing.
Her voluptuous body sank down as she knelt on the floor.
In almost an instant, she found the perfect position.
This way, she could look up at him just right, making him feel pleased...
Truthfully, she felt like she was getting way too used to doing these things.
She had fallen—she had really fallen!
Her mind screamed in protest, trying to push away the current emotions.
But her anxiety couldn't be calmed so easily.
Her pale neck lifted slightly, like a swan about to be sacrificed.
Su Qing admired the sight for a few seconds, then picked up the collar, letting it brush lightly against her delicate skin.
Princess Consort felt the cool touch and swallowed hard.
Nervous, uneasy, yet she didn't move at all. No resistance.
"Not bad. That's the kind of attitude you should always have."
"Before, we had the titles of master and pet, but it wasn't official, and I didn't really manage you."
"But from now on, when I say something, you obey..."
Su Qing instructed the princess on how to be a proper pet while fastening the collar.
It wrapped twice around her smooth neck before locking into place.
Click.
That crisp sound marked the completion of the master-pet bond.
As the victor, Su Qing was going to savor this moment.
He picked up the leash and gave it a gentle tug.
The tightening around her neck made the Princess Consort let out a soft muffled moan.
Humiliated, she realized something.
Her dignity had been completely trampled.
In front of him, she wasn't a radiant Princess Consort or a dominant queen.
She was just a pet—a pet who could only call him master!
The thought made her heart ache, but also brought a strange, indescribable thrill.
The submissive streak buried deep in her queenly pride had finally been drawn out.
A wild thought popped into her head.
Being completely controlled by someone... wasn't entirely unacceptable?
No! How could I even think such a dangerous thing?!
She snapped back to reality and crushed the thought immediately.
She was someone who trained dogs, not someone who became one!
No matter what, she couldn't accept this!
Coming to her senses, she realized she should resist.
But now... the collar was already on!
Why hadn't she fought back sooner? Why had she fallen for his provocation?
Seeing Su Qing's faint smirk, her cheeks burned with shame. She wished the ground would swallow her whole.
There were no options left now—only total defeat!
Inside, she felt defeated and lost.
Everything had happened too fast, completely beyond her expectations.
In front of this boy, she couldn't help but falter.
But that tiny trace of hesitation made Su Qing quite satisfied.
"This collar really suits you. You better treasure this gift I've given you."
The boy placed a hand on the older woman's head, a pleased smile on his face.
For a brat to tame a proud older woman like this? A magnificent victory!
This marked the shift from superficial obedience to true phase two training.
Back in phase one, it was just calling him "master."
Sounded nice, sure, but it was just words. No true submission.
Back then, the Princess Consort followed orders, but only because she had to.
Now in phase two, commands weren't necessary anymore.
She had to learn how to become a good pet who pleased her master on her own.
Princess Consort's face was full of resentment and resistance, clearly unhappy with the "gift."
Hearing Su Qing's words earlier had left her mind reeling.
A brat like this, how did he know so much?
Why couldn't he put that brain to proper use?
"Did the little doggy not hear what I said?"
Su Qing asked with a grin.
As he spoke, he gave the leash a slow pull.
Princess Consort instantly felt the tension around her neck.
That sense of being restrained nearly drained her strength.
Her body leaned forward slightly as she looked up at him with eyes full of grievance and resistance.
The humiliation she endured today far outweighed anything she'd experienced in years.
She, who once inspired fear in so many, now had to submit to this pathetic little brat!
Unbelievable!
"Why do you look so pitiful? I haven't even done anything to you yet."
"Let me ask one last time. Did you remember everything I told you?"
Su Qing still wore that gentle smile.
Right now, the Princess Consort was more captivating than ever.
Before, even though they had close contact, it was all acting.
Her previous displays of submission were just a mask.
But now? She had shed that mask.
Her innate pride now made her seem even more regal.
The collar, bold and striking against her neck, made her look like a defeated queen.
Gone was her elegance and grandeur. Now, she appeared fragile and heartbreakingly beautiful.
Yeah, it really made him want to bully her even more.
If she didn't behave as instructed, he wouldn't hesitate to make that urge a reality.
"Y-Yes... I heard."
Princess Consort spoke with a voice full of humiliation.
She hadn't planned on answering, but saw something in his eyes that scared her.
The princess's sharp instincts kicked in, and she responded out of sheer survival instinct.
"A good doggy shouldn't be acting like this in front of her master. Do it like before."
Su Qing's eyes flashed with disappointment.
Seeing her act obediently was pleasing, but that wasn't the point.
A truly loyal pet would act dumb on purpose when she sensed her master wanted to tease her.
Give him an excuse to bully her—that was real submission.
No need to rush. There was still plenty of time ahead.
Princess Consort paused for a moment and quickly understood what he meant.
She looked at Su Qing, hoping he'd change his mind.
After a few seconds of eye contact, she gave up that silly hope.
Her mature posture slowly shifted from sitting to full-on kneeling.
Su Qing still wasn't satisfied with the position and gave her hand a soft pat.
With a face full of humiliation, she finally placed her hands on the carpet.
The floor wasn't that cold, but her heart felt frozen.
Now she really had become his dog.
Even with all her schemes and power, she could only kneel before him.
Her heart was full of absurdity and self-mockery, her curvy body trembling slightly.