Chapter 5
"From now on, call me Master. I'll give you unimaginable pleasure."
"M-Master…?" The innocent girl didn't quite understand what I meant.
"Yes—become my slave and accept my training. That way, you can enjoy this pleasure every single day."
As I spoke, my hands resumed tormenting her swollen clit and tight rear entrance, pushing her right back toward the edge of ecstasy.
"Ah~ Ah~" Nojiko, too overwhelmed to think, sank into the pleasure once more.
"No cumming~" A faint electric current flickered again, shattering the building sensation into nothing.
"I will! I will! Please… I can't take it anymore…" Humiliating tears streamed down her face—her desperate craving for release finally overpowered her reason.
"Watch your title!" I slapped her mound again.
"Ah… Master! Master!" Pain mixed with pleasure—Nojiko felt like she was about to lose control completely.
"Hands up, behind your head." I sealed her lips with mine. My hands moved slowly and gently again, gradually speeding up while I monitored her with divine sense.
"Mmm… mmm…" With her mouth blocked, Nojiko could only whimper weakly.
"Remember this feeling well—your life's first real climax is coming."
Suddenly her body stiffened, and a flood of liquid gushed from her lower body. At the same moment, the finger in her rear released a faint current—intense stimulation deep in her intestines blended with the peak of orgasm, searing the sensation into her soul.
Then Nojiko lost consciousness, slumping limply in my arms.
"Looks like we can't continue tonight. Damn, I didn't even get off. She needs proper training. She squirted so much—next time I'll use tentacles to collect every drop. No wasting."
I cleaned up the scene and carried Nojiko back to her room.
Opening the Desire System shop, I saw the points had stopped rising—frozen at 650. Finally, income!
After browsing the item shop, I found a 3 cm diameter anal plug with electro-shock and vibration functions. 50 Desire Points—bought. She'll wear this for a while.
I dripped a drop of blood on it as instructed. It absorbed instantly, letting me control it with telekinesis—far better than any remote.
After two fingers had loosened her, she should be able to take it. Using Horm-Horm Fruit, I heightened her anal sensitivity, coated the plug in her juices, and—while she remained unaware—pushed it fully inside her tight rear.
I left a note by the bed and left the room.
"Don't take it out~ —Master"
…
On deck, I took out a pack of Marlboros I'd exchanged in the Desire Shop, lit one for the first time in ages, and leaned on the railing, thinking about next steps.
Oral contract secured. Now, constant training to make Nojiko truly submit. With my current abilities, that's easy. Next up: Cat Burglar Nami. Time to deal with her.
I browsed the Desire Shop again—finally had some cash to spend.
After scrolling, I spotted Obedience Collar: Wearing it keeps the person conscious but unable to disobey the owner's will. Only the owner can remove it. Price: 500 Desire Points.
Perfect for Nami.
Bought without hesitation. It was a simple black leather collar, 3 cm wide, with a D-ring and no visible clasp. The inner surface was engraved with complex mystical patterns. As instructed, I dripped blood on it—became the owner. The collar snapped open into a strip, edges clean as a blade cut.
Transformed into lightning, I slipped into Nami's room. Telekinesis lifted her sleeping body into the air. Before she woke, I fastened the collar around her neck. The ends fused seamlessly—no trace of a join. It tightened automatically, fitting perfectly against her skin with less than 1 cm slack.
Time to test.
I lowered her onto the bed and woke her.
"Ah! Lin Xiu, what are you doing in my room?" Nami jolted awake, startled.
"No talking. Strip naked."
Nami froze, about to snap back—but her body moved on its own, peeling off her clothes. She tried to speak, but her mouth stayed shut.
Watching her stand there naked except for the collar, desperately covering her private parts with her hands, I explained.
"Listen carefully. That collar around your neck is an Obedience Collar. Once worn, you cannot disobey my will. Without my permission, you can't even breathe."
I willed the collar to tighten. It squeezed her slender neck. Nami panicked, clawing at it desperately—but it didn't budge. Unable to breathe or call for help, her face turned red, fear and despair overwhelming her. Her bladder gave out, urine trickling down her thighs.
I released the command. The collar loosened. Nami collapsed onto the bed, gasping desperately.
"Now you can speak. Understand your situation?"
Nami stared at me in terror, silent.
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"Tsk, such a big girl and you wet the bed." I mocked her soaked lower body.
"You remember what you did to me, right? Betrayal! If I didn't have the power to break those chains, I'd be shark food by now!" I roared, face twisting in feigned anger. (Of course it was an act—I understood she did it to save Nojiko. This was to instill guilt.)
"As compensation, you'll be my slave—for one year! After that, I'll set you free."
Hearing this, Nami lifted her tear-streaked face. A glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes.
"Mm… I understand. I'm sorry… I'll obey…"
Biting her lip, fear and guilt made her submit.
"From now on, call me Master!" As I spoke, I stripped and approached her.
"Master…" Nami stared wide-eyed at my erection, shy yet curiously.
"First, serve me properly with your mouth." I sat on the bed's edge. Telekinesis forced her to kneel between my legs.
"Put it in. Lick it properly!"
Unable to resist, Nami began her clumsy service.
"No teeth. Move your tongue more—bigger motions!" Inexperienced, she wasn't giving much pleasure, so I taught her step by step.
Perhaps because she couldn't disobey, or because she was clever, she followed every instruction perfectly after one explanation. Warm, soft wetness enveloped me, sliding up and down, tongue swirling around the head, occasionally hitting sensitive spots—making me shudder.
"First kiss given to Master's cock—how does it feel?" I teased.
Busy with her mouth, Nami could only protest with muffled "mmph" sounds.
"Haha, good—just like that. Keep going."
While enjoying her blowjob, I opened the Desire Shop to buy gear for her.
After browsing, I chose two nipple rings and one clit ring—all silver, metallic, with vibration and shock functions, plus monitoring. They could shock just before climax to prevent orgasm—perfect. Price: 100 Desire Points—drained my last savings.
Dripped blood to bind them. Telekinesis control—Desire System items are so convenient. No batteries needed; powered by desire energy. Genius design.
I paused Nami's service and had her sit on my lap facing away. Hands climbed her D-cup peaks, enjoying the bouncy softness. Nipples hardened quickly. I slipped the rings on, tightened them at the base—keeping them perpetually engorged.
Then I spread her legs wide, had her straddle backward. One hand explored her pure mound. Found the tiny pearl—teased it while using Horm-Horm to grow it to red-bean size, fully exposed.
Strong stimulation finally made her cry out.
I fitted the clit ring, tightened it—looked like a ruby embedded in her folds.
Then I resumed her oral service while using Horm-Horm to spike her female hormones—equivalent to soaking her in aphrodisiac. She'd be drowning in lust soon.
I activated max vibration on nipple and clit rings (shock off for now).
Sudden intense stimulation startled her mid-service—muffled "mmph!" sounds.
I watched her closely. Inexperienced, she quickly neared climax.
Her body jerked violently, muffled scream through the cock in her mouth—shock triggered, cutting off the peak.
Nami looked at me with confusion and frustration, but her mouth never stopped.
"This is punishment. You think this is for your enjoyment?" I grabbed her head and forced her down hard.
I felt the barrier break—deep into her throat. Throat muscles spasmed from the gag reflex, squeezing intensely.
Nipple and clit rings resumed max vibration—pleasure, suffocation, and deep-throat discomfort assaulted her sanity.
"This technique is called deep throat. Learned it?"
I released her head. Nami gasped greedily for air.
"Don't slack—I'm not done." I grabbed her head again, thrusting into her throat until near blackout, then paused briefly before continuing.
Repeated several times. During this, she was shocked out of climax twice. Pleasure, pain, oxygen deprivation left her dazed.
When she neared climax again, I didn't hold back—released deep in her throat.
Post-climax clarity hit me suddenly. A twinge of regret and shame. How could I do this to these poor sisters?
Is this my true desire?
Or just influence from all the h-manga I read in my past life?
The magic array on my chest flashed a faint red light—I didn't notice.
Well… this isn't bad either. I'll follow my heart.
"Don't waste it—swallow everything."
Unable to disobey, Nami swallowed it all.
"That's enough for tonight. Reflect on yourself. And remember—don't tell Nojiko about this."
Hearing her sister's name, dazed Nami snapped alert.
"What are you going to do to my sister?" Even suppressing pleasure, her stern tone was strained.
"Don't worry—as long as you obey and satisfy me, I won't touch Nojiko. Oh, and you forgot the proper title again. How should I punish you?"
"Master… I was wrong…" Reluctant, but knowing she couldn't resist, Nami chose compliance—for her sister's safety and her eventual freedom in one year.
"Good girl. From now on, use that title when we're alone~ Rest well. See you tomorrow~"
I left Nami writhing in unfulfilled desire. Of course, I left the nipple and clit rings on—medium vibration, shock to interrupt climax (2 seconds), then resume. Every fourth shock, the fifth lasts 10 seconds—destroying built-up pleasure.
She'll be tormented by endless edging all night. Soon she'll beg me for release. But the real goal: Desire Points skyrocketing.
Back in my room, watching points climb, I felt satisfied. 200+ already. Tomorrow I can splurge—time to upgrade the tentacle bloodline. Low-tier is too weak.
Fantasizing, I drifted off to sleep.
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