If the flames of anger could burn through anything, it must be reason.The raging fire of fury licked at Ivan's heart, burning his heart and his will into a pile of ruins.All of this was taught to him by Miss Susanna in the first place.Ivan's left hand had originally been resting on Miss Susanna's plump and perky breasts.
Those towering peaks could be said to be a masterpiece unique in the world, and the soft and smooth feel was truly flawless.After lingering between the two peaks for a while, that left hand slid downward.Ivan knew very well that the area between the chest and abdomen was the most sensitive part of the human body. Although that kind of stimulation didn't contribute much to the lovemaking between a man and a woman, if one wanted to torture someone, there was a rather special yet extremely effective way.
Ivan mercilessly tickled Miss Susanna's ribs until she begged for mercy, and only then did he stop attacking her ribs.Miss Susanna's smooth and supple waist became the battlefield for this shameless hand. Ivan kneaded it vigorously without any pity until he got tired of it.He then shifted his attention to a place further down. Ivan's left hand skillfully stroked Miss Susanna's lower abdomen.
These skills were also taught to him by Miss Susanna. Originally, they had no effect on this stunning beauty at all, but under the influence of the psychedelic powder, Ivan could clearly feel the effect of these techniques. He could even sense the uncontrollable trembling and wriggling of Miss Susanna's abdomen.Ivan was no longer interested in wasting more time on these unimportant places. His left hand slid further down, aiming straight for Miss Susanna's most vulnerable spot.He used all the skills he had.
This could also be regarded as a return for Miss Susanna's painstaking teaching.Ivan's two hands successfully met between Miss Susanna's legs.He focused all his attention on that small area, teasing Miss Susanna until she was gasping for breath and moaning continuously.Miss Susanna really couldn't hold on any longer. Her legs went weak and she fell down helplessly."Am I still a useless man?" Ivan asked softly. Originally, he wanted to get close to Miss Susanna's ear, but compared to Miss Susanna, he was really much shorter.For him, being able to kiss Miss Susanna's shoulder was already quite good.
Although Miss Susanna's consciousness was almost completely destroyed by the psychedelic powder solution, she hadn't lost her senses to the point of being unable to figure out the situation.Miss Susanna knew very well that with the means Ivan had mastered, it was impossible to reduce her to such a sorry state. This kid must have given her some kind of drug.
However, ordinary drugs had little effect on her.Miss Susanna became vigilant. She struggled a bit, trying to break free from Ivan's control, but the powerful effect of the psychedelic powder had already drained all the strength from her body.Miss Susanna felt inexplicably nervous. It had been a long time since she had encountered a situation where she completely lost control of the situation. She asked anxiously and harshly, "What on earth have you done to me?"Ivan didn't answer.
He could sense the fear and uneasiness in Miss Susanna's tone, which made him feel proud and excited.He continued to gently touch Miss Susanna's two most sensitive spots with his fingers.To Ivan's delight, he could clearly feel Miss Susanna's body convulsing from time to time.Ivan clamped Miss Susanna's body, which was gradually sliding down, with force. For a teenager of his size, it was really not an easy job."Let me go, let me go quickly, please, Ivan, let me go," Miss Susanna begged in a coquettish voice.
Given her character, these were words that would never have come out of her mouth under normal circumstances. However, Miss Susanna really couldn't bear Ivan's wanton torture anymore. Her limbs were weak and limp, and the strange sensations were devouring her soul. It was a long-lost feeling.She seemed to be very familiar with it, yet also quite strange.
However, for some reason, a feeling of anticipation suddenly arose, which made Miss Susanna extremely frightened.She was struggling on the edge of reason and lust.Suddenly, she thought of her own fate in a self-defeating way.She was just a prostitute in the eyes of men, a slut who sold her body for money.Those men who passionately pursued her were only greedy for the intense stimulation she could give them. Although they paid a huge price, they didn't get much enjoyment from her.
However, being unable to win her over was clearly also a kind of stimulation, and this stimulation made those men eager to pursue an even higher level of another kind of stimulation.Precisely because of this, those men spared no expense.
They just hoped to please themselves and also hoped that they could please those men in return.Miss Susanna sadly reflected on her past, present, and perhaps her future as well.She had never received love or affection. She was just an empty body, an empty yet beautiful body.Suddenly, Miss Susanna realized that she had tried her best to humiliate Ivan just hoping to achieve a kind of balance, a pitiful and sad balance, just like how she played with those men.But then again, wasn't she also being played by those men?It was just that this time she had gone too far.
Miss Susanna finally understood that she had just been lucky before and hadn't encountered truly dangerous people.Those men who were willing to be insulted by her, mocked by her, and even took pleasure in it were all useless guys. And Ivan, this hateful and terrifying little brat, was a dangerous fellow trained by the ruthless King of Assassins, Herbert. Obviously, she had been deceived by Ivan's appearance.Undeniably, Ivan had a handsome appearance, and it was the kind of feminine handsomeness that was weak, timid, and a bit shy.
Deceived by this appearance, she had thought that he was just like Odrey, a liar.A liar living in a beautiful package, full of useless knowledge, full of tricks in his mind, but with weakness and timidity hidden deep in his spine.This was her most tragic mistake.Miss Susanna had already given up her futile struggle because she knew very well that Herbert would never let go of his prey out of pity, and Ivan was Herbert's disciple.
With the nature of an assassin, he surely wouldn't let her go either.Susanna's struggle was now just her body's natural reaction because she was indeed in great pain.However, while struggling vigorously, an inexplicable expectation also quietly crept into her heart.In a daze, Susanna seemed to be looking forward to a storm-like destruction that would annihilate her in the abyss of desire.
Susanna really doubted whether she had really been teasing those men before and taking pleasure in it just to seduce them, tease them to satisfy herself, and squeeze every bit of property out of them.Did she really tease Ivan, this extremely dangerous little assassin taught by Herbert, just for a momentary release? Just to satisfy her psychological balance?She wasn't unaware that this innocent and lovely-looking young man had become the second most powerful figure when dealing with a sudden attack in the forest.
Most of the attackers died because of him, under his deadly magic.Whether it was Mr. Hyde, Odrey, or Ted, no one would deny this fact.Moreover, in the church, during that identity confirmation ceremony, he had cleanly killed a highly skilled magician. The precise way of killing had even shocked everyone present.She could clearly feel that the nobles of Sersburg, after seeing Ivan's ruthless killing methods, were filled with respect for their young lord heir after that incident.
And this respect was obviously only a small part due to liking or other positive emotions. More of it was due to fear and dread of Ivan, because they were intimidated by Ivan's ruthless methods and his high strength. Even Count Mick, who was famous for being arrogant and domineering in Sersburg and the entire southern part of Francois, was afraid.Knowing all this, she still provoked him without any scruples.
Was it really just to make herself happy by teasing him? Or was it because she had originally been expecting someone to destroy her in the hell of passion and pleasure in her heart?Perhaps for her, this was the best destination. For someone like her who couldn't be understood by her beloved relatives, for a prostitute whose body had already been completely numbed by various desires and pleasures.The thing that pained her the most was not anything else but the remaining sanity in her, which made her feel endless shame and sadness.Ivan didn't know what was going on in Miss Susanna's mind. All he knew was that Miss Susanna's physical struggle was like pouring a bucket of oil on the fire of anger in his heart.
The past humiliations turned into a determination for ruthless revenge.Ivan didn't carry Miss Susanna to that spacious and beautiful big bed because what he needed now was not physical enjoyment or passion waiting to be vented. Instead, he wanted revenge, to take revenge on Susanna for her ruthless mockery, her arrogance, her self-importance, and the harm she had done to him.Ivan chose Miss Susanna's favorite dressing table as the place for "execution".
He was going to torture Susanna severely on it.He placed Susanna on the dressing table, making her back tightly pressed against the mirror. Ivan casually lifted Susanna's dress all the way up to between her chest and abdomen.Her slender waist was exposed. Looking at that charming navel, Ivan felt a rush of impulse. He even wanted to put Miss Susanna down because she was truly so beautiful and charming.
Such a beauty should be carefully cherished instead of being brutally tortured.However, immediately, the raging fire of anger burned this last shred of pity to ashes.Ivan roughly twisted the dress together and then yanked the corset down to between her chest and abdomen, exposing her perky, full, and soft breasts. Miss Susanna was almost completely naked in front of Ivan's eyes.
Although it wasn't the first time Ivan had seen such a sight, this time, looking at Miss Susanna's smooth and pink body, he was excited about the upcoming "conquest".The moment of punishment had arrived. Ivan unsparingly used all the skills that Miss Susanna had taught him on this beautiful and charming "teacher" of his.
He wouldn't let go of any part of Miss Susanna's body that could bring her intense stimulation. For those sensitive organs that could completely shatter a woman's will, Ivan took extra care to "attend" to them meticulously.Tortured on this small "torture platform", Miss Susanna's will had already completely collapsed. However, she knew very well that the real tempest-like torture hadn't even started yet.Sure enough, Ivan soon grew dissatisfied with just gradually "taking over" her bit by bit.
Only a complete conquest, a ruthless ravaging, could extinguish the fire of anger in his chest. Besides anger, there was also an even stronger lust burning inside him. Ivan even felt that he was filled with a violent urge, an urge that surprised himself, and it was seeking a way to be released.
What somewhat comforted Ivan was that when he unleashed this violence on this prostitute in front of him, he didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt. And perhaps, he thought, this was the best way to prevent himself from hurting others. At least that's what Ivan believed.Although Ivan was full of anger and lust that needed to be vented, he hadn't forgotten the things Susanna had taught him. He used skillful and delicate techniques, just like a true expert, to destroy Susanna's body and will.
With his seemingly magical hands, he controlled Susanna's emotions, making her moan coquettishly because of the endless and indescribable pleasure, howl loudly due to uncontrollable excitement, and also weep softly from the unbearable pleasure.Ivan started his conquest, but his conquest wasn't like a storm, because a hasty conquest wouldn't be perfect and lacked an artistic touch. Moreover, the target of his conquest was Miss Susanna, so it was bound to be a long battle.
In fact, Ivan had already decided that even if Susanna surrendered to him, he would continue the conquest thoroughly.To Ivan's delight, he not only had brilliant strategies and tactics, but his "troops" were also powerful and valiant. This "iron army" had originally been trained by Susanna for him and then toughened up by her in countless ways.
Naturally, it was invincible. Now, using it to conquer and ravage her in return was really quite interesting.Finally, Ivan witnessed Susanna's submission and surrender, which filled his heart with joy and pride. However, Susanna's pitiful pleas didn't move him at all. Ivan still felt that he hadn't had enough and let Miss Susanna have a short break so that he could launch an even fiercer and more powerful attack next.
He rummaged through the drawers under the dressing table and took out the tools for enhancing pleasure that were stored inside. Ivan lifted Miss Susanna's limp legs high, and his "troops" re-entered the original "territory". But this time, Ivan manipulated a wooden "tool" and entered the other accessible "path" behind Susanna. Since that area was covered with the deadly psychedelic powder solvent, Ivan didn't dare to let his own "troops" enter there.This extremely fierce attack would have had no effect on Susanna originally, but because of the psychedelic powder, Ivan's merciless offensive finally broke Miss Susanna's will.
Susanna had already surrendered, but her stubborn nature only allowed her to accept a surrender that was somewhat "dignified".Now, this beautiful and charming lady finally couldn't bear the torture any longer and pleaded bitterly with Ivan to spare her. Her shrill, delicate cries, her painful and dignity-lost pleas, and her pitiful sobs were enough to move even the heart of a stone.However, Ivan paid no attention to these pleadings accompanied by moans.
Instead, these cries for mercy only added to his sense of pride in achieving "male dignity".Ivan continued with his work of conquest. Susanna's voice gradually changed from high-pitched and passionate to low, and in the end, it even started to choke. Her body's struggles and tremors also weakened from being so strong that Ivan could hardly suppress them to being limp and feeble.But Ivan didn't let Susanna off because of this.
He was like an experienced executioner, constantly checking whether Susanna had reached the limit of pain that her body could endure. When he was in Southport, he had witnessed with his own eyes how those executioners punished a captured one-legged bandit. That punishment had lasted for an entire afternoon.Ivan carefully tortured Susanna with various means on this elaborate "torture platform".
The dressing table was in a mess.Ivan refused to let Susanna go until he felt that her breathing was getting weaker and weaker, her body started convulsing from time to time, her face turned pale with no trace of blood, and her body became cold from sweat. Ivan felt as if he was holding a corpse in his arms.Finally, the flames in Ivan's chest died down.
He picked Susanna up from the wet dressing table. Susanna's body was already limp, unable to support her upper body with her waist, and her buttocks and thighs were covered with cold and slippery mucus. Ivan could barely hold this woman who was much taller than him.Fortunately, the bed was right beside them. Ivan struggled to carry Susanna to the bed and lay on his side, sleeping with her in his arms. Although the "conquest" had stopped, his body didn't withdraw from Susanna's.
Everything was just like usual, except that usually, Miss Susanna was the victor and would give orders that humiliated Ivan, as if the loser had to serve the victor. But now, it was the first time that Ivan, as the victor, had the right to "station troops" on the conquered "land". Lying on the bed, Ivan felt for the first time that this feeling was truly wonderful.
In the morning, upon waking up, Ivan immediately began giving Susanna a full-body massage. He also employed the flirting and teasing skills that Miss Susanna had taught him to stimulate every part of her body, from her skin to the most sensitive areas.Ivan vividly remembered the dreadful after-effects he had endured when the magic powder he experimented on himself wore off.
After using the psychedelic powder, the body's senses become highly sensitive, magnifying any stimulation dozens of times. So, even a slight discomfort could turn into unbearable pain that tortured one's will. Looking at the swollen and red areas on Susanna's body, both in the front and back, Ivan knew it was far from just a minor discomfort.
Even though Ivan felt a certain violent urge within himself, he didn't feel the least bit uneasy when directing it at Susanna, whom he regarded as a prostitute with a tainted reputation.His massage and teasing were clearly effective. When he witnessed Miss Susanna's painful yet feeble struggles, her heartbroken expression as she endured the torment, and the tears streaming down her cheeks, Ivan's heart softened for an instant. However, the memories of the humiliation she had once heaped on him quickly resurfaced in his mind."You must be feeling terribly sore all over.
Would you like me to give you a massage?" Ivan gently ran his fingernails across Susanna's body, knowing full well that this kind of stimulation usually made her feel good. But seeing her body involuntarily tremble and convulse from these scratches, it was evident that the magnified stimulation was now more than just comfortable."Or if you want to relieve your body a bit, I can offer you a special potion that might free you from the pain for now.
But be warned, when night falls, you'll likely face even more dreadful pain. Are you willing to accept this 'drinking poison to quench thirst' kind of treatment? If so, just blink your eyes once," Ivan whispered softly into Susanna's ear.
Then, he deftly licked her earlobe, mimicking what she often did to him, deriving a great sense of satisfaction from this small act of revenge.Ivan took pleasure in listening to Miss Susanna's alluring moans and found her repeatedly blinking beautiful eyes extremely charming. Her response was just as he had expected. No matter how stubborn she was, she couldn't match Mr. Hyde's strong will.Contentedly, Ivan pushed Susanna's legs up to her chest. After retrieving his cherished magic wand from the pile of "toys" on the dressing table, cleaning it carefully, he injected the psychedelic powder solvent into Miss Susanna's body once again.Satisfied with what he had done, Ivan left Susanna lying there and made his way to the living room for breakfast.Perhaps because of his good mood, the day seemed especially bright and pleasant to Ivan.
The brilliant morning sunlight slanted through the living room window, bathing everything in a lively and vibrant glow. The flower beds in front of the garden living room window were in full bloom, with colorful flowers blooming enthusiastically. The two pots of spider plants on the eaves and by the door also looked particularly lush and green. Although it wasn't the season for orchids to bloom, the overall scene was still a rare and beautiful sight.As usual, Miss Betty was already waiting there.
She was dressed in a light blue dress that perfectly complemented her quiet and elegant temperament. The simple yet elegant long dress had minimal decoration, just a row of delicate lace embroidered along the edge. In Ivan's eyes, this lace added just the right touch of youthful charm.
Without it, the dress might have seemed a bit too solemn.It was clear that Miss Betty needed to go out that day. Looking at her, Ivan thought that although both Susanna and Betty were equally beautiful, Betty was like a holy and elegant angel, with a serene and slightly shy expression as she looked at him, much like a gentle and considerate wife looking at her beloved husband. At least, that's how Ivan saw it. She was nothing like Susanna, who he considered a shameless prostitute.
The morning sunlight and all these wonderful things helped Ivan regain his usual mood. He felt that all the anger, lust, and the violent urge that could have torn and destroyed everything had dissipated completely. For him, that "evil" side only emerged when dealing with Miss Susanna, a woman he thought had no shame and was promiscuous. Towards Miss Betty, he held only respect and deep affection.
Moreover, Miss Betty was destined to be his wife, and Ivan was truly grateful for Old Miss Maidin is arrangement, whether it was for the continuation of the Madin family or for the legitimate transfer of power in Sersburg to the Madin family.As always, Ivan sat beside Miss Betty, and a maid served breakfast. The breakfast consisted of four oysters, each generously coated with a sauce made from honey and lemon.
Although these could be eaten quickly in just a few bites, Ivan tried to prolong the breakfast time as much as possible. After all, the time spent with Miss Betty was always so precious to him.For some reason, Miss Betty always had a hesitant look at the dining table, as if she wanted to say something but was too embarrassed to speak up. However, Ivan could easily guess what she might want to say. It wasn't hard to understand.
The door of his bedroom was never closed, and Miss Susanna's moans and pleas must have reached Miss Betty's ears. Besides, as an adult, Miss Betty surely knew what he and Susanna had been doing. But as a well-bred lady, she couldn't bring herself to talk about such things."Miss Betty, are we going out today?" Ivan finally broke the awkward silence."Yes, today is the family celebration of the Tornam family.
They've invited us to attend," Miss Betty replied."Family celebration?" Ivan was puzzled. This was clearly knowledge that Odrey hadn't taught him before.Miss Betty could obviously tell why Ivan was surprised. It was indeed something rather unusual."Several centuries ago, on this day, the Tornam family merged into the current influential family in the southern part of Francois through a series of marriages.
Legend has it that on that day, more than ten members of the Tornam family put on wedding dresses and formed an unbreakable alliance through marriage," Miss Betty explained in detail."Is it worth sacrificing one's own happiness for the family?" Ivan asked, still unable to understand such a concept.