The fifth cup went down.
“Ugh…!”
The stimulation from the caffeine and the overwhelming fullness from all that liquid made her dizzy and lightheaded.
She picked up the seventh cup, swallowing now a purely mechanical action, and tilted her head back to pour it down again.
The eighth cup, the ninth cup…
She could no longer taste anything; every gulp felt like swallowing mud.
Finally,
The tenth cup.
The extreme sour bitterness of the coffee had completely destroyed her taste buds and her ability to control her facial expressions.
Aier’s face drooped, some unknown liquid still at the corner of her mouth, like a broken doll that had been played with too much.
Her green eyes were filled with pleading as she turned her gaze to Xie Yier on the sofa: “Can you…forgive me now…Master…”
Her voice was weak and hoarse.
She was nearly sticking her tongue out in an ahegao.
On the sofa, Xie Yier picked up the Water Cup and took another sip before she finally spoke, her tone as gentle as coaxing a child, but her words were cold as ice.
“Not bad.” She smiled faintly, and to Aier that smile looked like the devil’s. “But let me digest for a while longer. Little Ai, for now, keep facing the wall.”
Aier fought through the dizziness in her brain and obediently stood back in place.
Fortunately, as time ticked by, the bitterness was slowly washed away by her saliva.
The discomfort in her body faded quickly as well.
However, Aier now had another, much worse problem.
A strong, undeniable warmth surged inside her, transforming into the most primal of physical needs, battering at her fragile bladder, desperate to break free.
Her legs instantly clamped tightly together! Her toes curled into the soft Carpet with all their might! The urgent signals from inside her body made her breathing quicken, and the cold sweat that had just dried on her forehead began to seep out again.
Time crawled by in this agony.
Aier could feel every bead of cold sweat sliding down her skin.
A rapidly building pressure deep in her lower abdomen made it feel like a balloon about to burst, the pain and irresistible urge to let go battering her reason.
She squeezed her legs together as hard as she could, her slender toes curling so tightly in the thick Carpet they nearly cramped, even unconsciously rising onto tiptoes, her body leaning forward slightly, trying to physically lock down the line of defense that was on the verge of collapse.
“Um, Master…” Aier’s voice trembled uncontrollably, her plea filled with despair.
“Hmm? What is it? My Little Ai~” Xie Yier’s voice came from behind her, full of leisurely amusement.
“Can I…” Aier’s teeth were chattering, “…go to the bathroom first? Just for a moment…”
Every word was squeezed out through gritted teeth, dripping with shame and humiliation.
Her voice grew quieter and quieter, until it was barely more than a mosquito’s buzz.
“Of course not~” Xie Yier’s tone was openly teasing and frivolous, “I’m still not done being angry. Before that, Little Ai, you have to stand there obediently~”
Gwah! No, please!
Don’t make my bladder suffer!
Aier wailed helplessly in her heart. She could feel the warmth pressing right up to the final barrier.
If she wet herself in front of someone, her dignity would be completely gone.
“But…Master…I’m about to…” Aier’s green eyes were already brimming with physiological tears.
“No means no~” Xie Yier’s tone was affectionate, but her words were firm, leaving no room for negotiation. “Little Ai, be good and listen to your Master~”
“Ugh…” Aier whimpered in despair.
She bit down hard on the inside of her lower lip, trying to use the sharp pain to suppress the urgent feeling.
Every second felt like torture.
Another ten minutes or so passed, but to Aier it felt like a whole century.
She was standing only by instinct now.
Unconsciously, she kept crossing and squeezing her legs tighter and tighter.
Her mind was blank and chaotic from the overwhelming physical signals, her vision filled with swirling colors.
Xie Yier, meanwhile, watched Aier’s torment with immense satisfaction in her eyes.
It should be about time.
A playful glint appeared at the corner of Xie Yier’s eyes.
At that moment, a pair of cool hands suddenly reached from behind and gently cupped Aier’s sweat-damp, icy cheeks.
Aier’s body jolted as if electrocuted! The tightly wound spring inside her had reached its limit.
No, don’t touch me now!!!
She was already right at the breaking point—if Xie Yier played with her any more…she would really lose it.
“Little Ai, don’t tell me you can’t hold it anymore?” That knowing, teasing voice whispered right at Aier’s ear, warm breath tickling her sensitive skin.
Even this gentle teasing was infinitely magnified at such a tense moment.
Aier felt like her stamina bar had been cut by more than half in an instant.
“Ugh…Master…I really…can’t take it anymore…” Aier’s voice was shattered, on the verge of tears, her last bit of pride begging for mercy. “Please…please, let me go…just for a second…”
I can’t! I’m going to break!
Every word was a wail from her soul.
“Oh dear, oh dear…” Xie Yier let out a sigh that sounded almost sympathetic, but immediately turned mocking, “I told you, you can’t go~ Stand still~”
“But, I, I…” Aier was still desperately struggling.
But even this kind of persistence had its limits.
For example, right at that moment.
Xie Yier showed no mercy. Her hands, which had been cupping Aier’s cheeks, slid down like lightning.
With a wicked sense of mischief, they slipped inside Aier’s clothes.
Aier’s trembling emerald eyes shook even harder.
No! You can’t do this! This is just…cheating…
The sudden, stimulating touch made Aier’s whole body shudder. Her slender waist arched sharply, and she lost control of the valve.
“Ugh—!” A short, startled gasp burst from Aier’s throat.
A scalding-hot stream, like a dam bursting, instantly broke through all her willpower.
Aier tried desperately and in vain to tighten her muscles, but it was far too late.
“Eek…” A whimper filled with ultimate shame was all she could utter.
That hot stream spread inside her cotton Nightdress, bringing wetness and warmth.
She could clearly hear the Carpet beneath her feet making a continuous pitter-patter, like raindrops on leaves.
Uuuhhh…
Aier felt like she heard something shatter inside her.
That was her dignity.
The whole process seemed to last an entire century.
And Xie Yier, at the very moment Aier lost control and trembled, had already flitted away like a butterfly, retreating several steps just in time.
Now, she stood with arms folded, a wicked, undisguised smirk at the corner of her mouth, her golden eyes shining brilliantly.
As if admiring her greatest masterpiece, she kept her gaze locked on Aier’s back, trembling ever so slightly from complete collapse.