[Warning: If your sensitive to some trigger words and other kinks in smut. Don't continue this novel.]
"What...? T-this is really embarrassing!" Cyra seriously couldn't believe what she was doing.
The first thing he told her to do was open her legs again like the second transaction, but this time he didn't go straight in. Instead, Leon picked her up from the waist and spread her open in front of his dear 'wife'. Everything was in her eyesight...!
"What do you think?" He didn't ask the girl being held up, instead asking the 'pregnant' woman.
The memory of how he shoved the cocoon inside her was still vivid. It formed a crack on her new shell-like facade meant to protect her dignity. She slowly averted her eyes, feeling uncomfortable inside her. The young man didn't let her off.
He put Cyra down and lifted her waist in front of him. She didn't even have the time to react as he plunged his rod deep inside her in one motion. It slid in quite easily thanks to how wet she was.
Suddenly, Baila remembered that she'd told him earlier that this was her favourite position. She felt ashamed for feeling turned on right now. It was only after her heart starting beating faster did she start to feel a certain uncomfortable sensation.
There was something leaking out of the cocoon and burrowing into the inside of her uterus. The way it was slowly doing something similar to fertilisation made her shiver. Her face was red as she watched him have sex as a third party.
Seeing that she had fallen into a particular sleepy state with a different kind of breathing pattern, he stopped trying to tease her and exited Cyra without hesitation. This made the girl a little angry at him.
He was being too fickle this time... Unlike the previous two times, she couldn't find any sense of harmony with her. The changes he went through after sleeping with Baila had changed him inwardly.
"Sir..." Hearing her call him out like that, Leon awoke from his thoughts to see her staggering.
Like a naked deer in the winter, her legs were quivering as he realised the dissatisfaction she felt.
"You're naive..." Somehow, he also seemed to feel despise for Cyra despite it being a normal reaction.
"What do you mean?" She curled up her body and modesty covered her important parts. Since he hadn't really 'ordered her' to show him her boobs or clit, she unconsciously covered up her body.
Leon narrowed his eyes as he spoke to her:
"Kneel."
She obeyed his order unconsciously, not understanding what was irritating him whatsoever.
He continued: "Do you want this?
A bottle appeared in his hand, which was most likely the 'Clear Bone Cleansing Milk' he promised her. She hadn't forgotten her original purpose for serving him as she subconsciously nodded.
"Then make sure you don't spill anything." Her face distorted when he opened the lid and poured it.
The solution spilt on his rod slowly, then started trickling down until it reached his balls. He didn't give her time to contemplate on his actions as there was no time. A choice had to be made.
Not knowing if this was the only solution he had on his body, she leaned towards and pulled her hair back, quickly licking and sucking on his member with all her might. The taste of it in her mouth was nasty, but she continued to swallow it whole.
When she was finally done, he watched as she finally stopped to take her breath. She was expecting the effect of the Cleansing Milk to take place at this moment, only to feel something else.
She suddenly felt the world becoming hazy and her lower body becoming hotter. It was an odd feeling.
"Forget naive, to think you're actually reckless enough to drink something you haven't tested. Did you really take my word for it? Did you forget that we're merely having a 'transaction'?" He didn't know where the basis of her trust came from.
Seeing how she was clearly being affected by the aphrodisiac he fed her, he started to become even more irritated by her lack of self-respect. She didn't even hesitate to try pleading with him:
"Give me the antidote...! Please..." Her fingers started to enter her own wet pussy as she begged.
"Are you enjoying this?" His words seemed to finally wake her up from her daze as she got up.
Ignoring her own 'hunger', she realised exactly what it was he fed and started to back away in fear.
"Are you thinking of leaving in this state?" Just as she was about to grab her clothes, his voice brought back her reason. She wasn't sure if she would be able to control herself if she left...
"I... trusted you."
"On what basis?"
"W-what?"
"On what basis did you trust me?" His question angered her so much that she forgot her lust.
"..." She silently glared at him as if he was scum...!
Did she even need to explain it? She felt both gratitude and perhaps even a feeling like 'love' towards him after their last two transactions. Did he have to do this to her just out of irritation?
"Cyra, a normal person can think a physical relationship means something. However, if you want to be a Cultivator, you need to keep your heart to yourself. Tell me, weren't you planning on using your body like now when things became tough?" His question seemed rhetorical, but she still couldn't help but nodding her head at him.
If she could sell her body for the sake of achieving greatness once, what stopped her from doing it a second time? Even if she had to sleep with a wrinkly old man, she'd do it to continue her path.
Looking at those eyes of hers, Leon finally understood what irritated him so much about her.
...She was like the younger, more naive woman his Second Mother was when she lived on Earth.
"I'm guessing that's the truth."
"So what?" Even though her lower half was 'itchy' and caused her to finger herself, she was holding strong. She wasn't ashamed of using whatever means necessary after having severed her dignity.
"You must be thinking a little 'sacrifice' is fine." He looked as if he understood her, which caused her to furrow her brows. She found the attitude of this hedonist to be laughable, especially when he was the one who tempted her into selling her body.
"It's all your fault..."
"...You're right." He didn't deny her. What he did to this young woman was inexcusable. He was a devil.
He was going to comfort her, but stopped himself before he lowered his position in this 'battle'.
His Second Mother, the greatest influence on him socially, would despise him if he caved in now...
"Then why the criticism? Just... let's continue this session. I'll learn not to drink shady things from this." She gave him a way out of this, but the young man knew nothing would change if he let her go.
The memories of his Second Mother's youth made him unable to stay calm once he noticed their similarity. The regrets that foster parent had felt so real that he felt like he was losing his 'identity'.
She opened her arms, accepting him despite what he fed her earlier. This might be a natural bodily response, but his eyes reddened as he looked at the girl. His expressionless face hid his rage.
"No..." He responded to her firmly.
His decision surprised her, but what made her more stunned were the actions that followed.
*Slap*
She felt pain on her cheek for the first time. It was so powerful that her body fell backwards on the floor. The girl couldn't dodge when he followed up by tackling her. Then a spark of electricity shone.
A taser electrocuted her from the neck, throwing her nerves out of order before he tied her hands behind her back using restraints that suddenly put in his hand. He used his hand to gag her, making her unable to do anything as she struggled.
"Settle down." He put the taser to her leg and shocked her again, making the girl realise what weapon he was using to subdue her. The pain made her stop struggling, yet the added effects of the aphrodisiac made it hard to stand up straight.
Her lower body was still 'itchy' to the point the lack of 'self-care' was making it unbearable. This didn't stop her from shaking in fear. Her lust was being suppressed by the horror she felt from his actions.
"Didn't expect this to happen?" He asked, bullying her as he played with the taser in front of her.
*Bzzzz* Bzzz*
The visible sparks of the taser attracted her attention, making her worry about his intentions.
Tears dripped from her eyes onto his eyes. He was gagging her mouth so hard that she couldn't breath. Still, he didn't take it away and forced her to breath through her nose. To look straight at him.
"Naive... By putting yourself on a lower position, all you can do is squirm if I actually attacked you." He stopped playing with his taser and spoke. After he put it away, the young man pressured her mentally.
*Slap*
She felt a sharp pain on her rear...
"Slut, I could make you cum dumpster." His hand didn't hit too hard, but it was enough to move her.
*Slap* *Slap*
"I could drug you up until you become addicted to aphrodisiac, then watch as you beg me for more."
*Slap*
"Your human rights taken. Your body becoming a tool for pleasure, and your soul my possession."
*Slap*
"Maidens like you sell nicely to Cultivators. There's no end to people who rape their slaves to death."
*Slap*
This time, Cyra's reaction made her accidentally lean onto him after he palm hit her pussy. She felt her whole womb vibrate under his strength, the pain negating the effects of the aphrodisiac.
"There's a number of drugs that can negate low class contraceptive pills. Wanna make a baby?"
The ways her eyes widened in disbelief made him aware that she doubted his words. From the way he acted these two days, nothing about him said that he'd do a wicked action that horrible to her.
Though the longer he held onto her, that doubt also started wavering. Her legs started trembling.
Finally, her eyes looked at the woman who had been watching this whole time. The strain of her mind made her forget for a moment, but didn't Leon say he had a wife? She held onto that hope...
With her eyes, she tried to communicate to the woman who was looking at her with clear pity.
"Do you think she'd help you?" He moved her closer to his 'wife', then slapped her cheek.
Not Cyra's. This time he hit Baila across the face violently. Seeing him hit a pregnant woman horrified the girl in his arms. The way his 'wife' took it silently clued her in that the woman couldn't move. Now, Leon had finally shown his true form.
"Oh~ You really pissed yourself." The golden liquid flowing down her leg disgusted him greatly.
Suddenly, she felt something being shoved into her rear and lower front. Robotic tentacles came out of his bed and cleaned her body and the floor, which only served to add to the terrifying atmosphere.
The magical Anal Plugs he shoved into her was made by his Second Mother. Their purpose was to purify the intestines and lower body so that there wouldn't be any bad germs. Of course, this also eliminated the user's urge to relieve oneself.
Although his intentions were different, this only solidified that he was a cruel figure in her eyes.
"Do as I say, and I'll let you go." The fear he instilled into her made her comply regardless of her pride.
He let go of her mouth and finally let her breath. It made feel as if he was finally showing humanity...
"Mercy... Have mercy on me...!"
"Go lay on the bed." His cold words were sharp enough to cut steel. Cyra hurriedly did as he asked.
He took out a familiar bottle, not even trying to hide anything as he added a strange pill into the mix...
"This is the real Clear Bone Cleansing Milk. Drink it." He moved it towards her unprotected mouth.
She couldn't use her restrained hand to block him or retaliate, only closing her mouth in defiance.
"What did you add...?" She was getting paranoid at his every action, but her words made him smile.
"It's just something to make digesting the treasure easier." His innocent tone made her more doubtful.
"I... don't want to eat it." Finally, she gathered her courage to go against his orders for the first time.
"Is that so...?" Seemingly disappointed, his attitude made her sigh in relief as he took the bottle away.
Thinking he was finally being reasonable, the little confidence she had grew. Cyra was about to continue her words... until Leon did something worse to her. A syringe sucked up some of the contents of the bottle before he injected it into her.
"Stop!"
*Slap*
"Shut up and brace yourself." As this was her first time feeling as if something was being extracted out of her bones. The fluid in the syringe went through her veins and circulated around her body.
She finally felt the pain on her face after a long pause. The first slap to her face had been so out of character that her mind failed to register it, but the second time made her sob uncontrollably.
She felt the pain coursing through her entire body and her bones felt like they'd break anytime. The worst part was he seemed to be expecting this reaction. His hands flipped her body and made her face hang off the bed, watching as black puke flowed out of her mouth after it was done. The jug that contained the impurities that had been expelled from her body vanished under the bed.
She didn't understand what it was that was listening to his commands under the bed. Was it some kind of unique monster? What kind of creepy demon listened to instructions to this extent?
"Good girl~! Didn't I tell you the truth?" His normally bright voice became mocking, irritating her greatly. The mysterious young man treated her like a child. Keeping her locked within his control.
"I told you I didn't want it...!"
"And what made you think I'd listen? I'm curious."
"Y-you!" She was stupefied by his scary logic.
"Anyway, I got bad news for you." He changed the subject, laying her head back on the bed's cushion.
"What is it this time?"
Little did she expect that his next words would cause her the greatest despair in her entire life:
"Remember what I said about drugs that could negate contraceptive pills?" Her eyes widened as she looked at his demonic eyes straight on. She naturally tried rejecting him after knowing this.
"N-no... No! Stop!"
"Shhh!" He gagged her with his hand again, and she was starting to get used to new personality.
Still... she couldn't accept this outcome whatsoever. That was until he spoke to her again:
"Remember. I'm in control here." He tasered her once again, making her remember the pain.
As a regular girl, the pain was enough to make her compliant once again. She remembered her fear.
"I'll let you go if get on my lap and start shaking your hips. I mean, there's a chance one night won't get you pregnant... Right~?" He asked her to do something humiliating again, but this time she held firm. Cyra was getting used to his manipulation.
When he removed his hand, she spoke:
"I won't do it."
"Then don't. Just try resisting me." The robotic tentacles gagged her and tied her to the bed after he spoke. He got up and turned Cyra's head to make her watch when he approached Baila again.
"There's probably the tiniest hope in your heart that I'd take care of your child if we had one."
To crush her assumption, he didn't hesitate put his foot on the bulge on Baila's stomach and apply force. She squirmed and silently screamed after doing so. The black chastity belt seemed to have a power that made the cocoon stay in one place.
Leon succeeded in affecting the spirit of the girl tied to the bed, making her struggle even harder.
She didn't even want to imagine being used and thrown away by someone. It was a nightmare!
But her struggles were for naught. He approached the bed and mounted over her, watching as the robotic tentacles spread her legs. He took out the Anal Plug he shoved into her pussy borrowed the effects of the aphrodisiac to slide himself inside.
'No! No!' She struggled, but no amount of struggling helped her. Cyra could only watch as he rammed deep inside of her, making it hard for her to think properly. The moment she entered this room on her own, she became under his control.
"I wonder... would anyone believe you if you told what happened here? Your father likely already knows you've been visiting my room every night. I wonder how he'd react if you had a bastard child~"
His words made her think of the consequences that could happen, but she couldn't reply. The tentacles gagged her so tightly that she could hardly make a sound. The only thing she could do was glare at him. He continued piston in and out.
Leon made sure to let her hear the sounds of them having sex clearly. He already knew the sweet spots of her body even better than she knew herself, so he'd be able to keep her feeling good even if the aphrodisiac wore off halfway through.
"Want to kill me? You had so many chances to do it before, but you blew them. Now you're at my mercy." He spoke to her while continuing his lower body's motions, speaking to her with criticism.
"You kept on lowering yourself, showing no kinds of preparations against me if I decided to do this earlier. Isn't this all your fault for being too cute? Is this not what girls like you deserve?" He words caused her inner spirit to weaken even further.
Her eyes widened in true hatred. She finally wanted to snap at him, but he knew this was only a cover.
"If you don't protect yourself properly, you're just begging to be taken advantage of in 'this world'."
Without warning, he finally released inside her. The feeling of being violated finally sank into her mind as she calmed down. Crying wouldn't turn back time, and what's done couldn't be rewinded.
The robotic tentacles let go of her body, and a myriad of feelings rushed through her mind about the future. Even if she screamed now, it was too late. Her thoughts focused on the aftermath.
"You're not gonna get pregnant." He spoke while gently hugging her, taking the restraints off her arm. What he said shook her heart so hard that she forgot to retaliate. He continued by saying:
"I lied about the drug. It was actually the antidote to the aphrodisiac I gave you earlier." Finding that the effects were completely gone, almost like the drugs were erased from her system, she started to believe him, but an acute paranoia stopped her.
She backed away from him. This time, taking his words as only another half-truth. His expression and eyes went back to normal, as if the demon who had slapped her twice and hurt her never existed.
But the marks on her arms from struggling from her restraints, the bruise on her cheek, the pain from being electrocuted twice, and the Anal Plug in her ass proved that everything truly happened.
"Please let me apply medicine to your wounds. It would be nice if you could give me that plug in your butt too. It must be uncomfortable." She stared at him as he spoke like a completely different person.
Was this also an act?
She was traumatised by his previous actions. Even so, she reached out and removed the magic tool in her rear. There was no expression on her face as she dropped the wet plug onto the bed before him.
"You must think I'm gaslighting. Pretending what happened before didn't happen, or was somehow entirely your fault... I owe you an apology, but don't dare actually ask of it. I hurt you deeply only someone close to your heart could ever do so."
His words were right on the money. She started to sob, but this time there was no wicked reaction from him. He let her express the deep sadness, hatred, loathing, and sense of betrayal she felt.
"Why?!" This question had been bugging her ever since he slapped her the first time in the beginning.
She couldn't understand why'd he'd done this to her. Why would he do this if he knew it'd hurt her?
"My parents died recently..." His first words got her attention as he applied medical salve to her bruises. He continued without expressing any of his emotions, showing complete self-control:
"My foster mother was taken advantage of. Her Life Force was taken from her and she was left to rot among the trash. Her body was laying naked in an alleyway when I found her. If I had gotten there a little later, the sleazy bastards in the alley would have continued her nightmare." Just imagining such a horrible situation made her widen her eyes.
She wondered what kind of person would be able to stay calm while talking about something like this.
"But that's only part of the reason." Even if he didn't explain it, she was starting to understand why he did what he did. It didn't change that his actions were morally reprehensible and hurt her deeply, but knowing it was better than not knowing.
"...So you found my gratitude to be a 'weakness'?"
"Protecting someone is harder than slaughtering hundreds. Perhaps someone could train you in seduction and body control, but no one can train your heart. Only pain helps one empathise."
"Now I can somewhat empathise with your 'dearest mother', can't I?" She spoke in a way that was extremely offensive, but Leon didn't get angry at her at all. Even if she cursed him and his Second Mother for her traumatising experience, he fully accepted it. Even now, she was using a tissue to clean up and was about to go wash her insides.
When she left and returned, she calmed down somewhat... So she continued listening to him:
"That wasn't my mother's worst experience." Even though it was a tragic event that lead to her dying uselessly, it wasn't her 'worst' life experience. The memories his mother gave him clarified that for him. It was something he didn't know until now...
He never understood his Second Mother until he saw her memories for himself. Everything changed.
Leon was unable to stop talking once he started...