Humiliation, Punishment and Training…
These nine words instantly awakened the humiliating memories that had been sealed away within her body.
Punishment and training… these nine words instantly awakened the humiliation that had been buried deep within her.
Scenes of being possessed by him in various ways flashed back wildly in her mind.
Su Nian’s emotions were tangled to the extreme.
The moments of being taken by him in different ways, forced to sink into depravity; the images of being pinned beneath the Horned Demon Bastard, powerless to resist.
But deep within her body, a little devil was whispering, tempting her: “Just fall like this…”
Yes… during those two months of amnesia, she had seen the man before her as her whole world, as her most deeply beloved lover.
Every moment of intimacy, every embrace, had made her feel incomparable happiness and satisfaction.
Now, the memories of past humiliation had returned, but the love carved into her bones had not completely vanished.
It was merely wrapped in a shell of hatred and humiliation; the slightest touch would leak out the former sweetness.
Moreover… Su Nian glanced at the over fifty million Humiliation Value on her system panel.
This kind of “depravity,” while shameful and somewhat embarrassing, completely lacked the former pride and dignity of a man…
‘Wuwu…’
She was almost forgetting she had ever been a man.
Since crossing over, Su Nian had been passively accepting all sorts of changes.
From a man to a woman, from an avenger to the conquered, from running away to actively returning…
Each time, she told herself it was a temporary measure, a means to grow stronger.
Furthermore, she had just learned of the Demon Race’s shocking conspiracy, that so-called “Abyssal Gate,” the ritual that required her blood as a sacrifice, hanging over her head like a sharp sword.
Safety, strength, immortality…
Compared to the self-respect that had already been trampled countless times by this man, these were clearly more important.
Win over the Horned Demon, use the Horned Demon, make him her trump card against the Demon Race.
This was the choice most aligned with her own interests.
And honestly…
She didn’t hate those two sweet months during her amnesia.
At times, she even missed Chu Tian’s gentleness when making breakfast for her, missed the magnetic tone of his voice whispering sweet nothings in her ear… missed the feeling of acting spoiled in his embrace…
“Ding-dong, the host’s heart wavers, depravity level increases!”
“Current Spirit Road Resilience: 37%↓ (Corrupting)”
Su Nian took a deep breath, her resolve firming in her heart.
She was going all in!
No more running!
Temporarily submit to this man, pay the price of humiliation—which wasn’t entirely unpleasant—in exchange for his protection, while simultaneously using him to madly accumulate Humiliation Value and become a deity as soon as possible!
Having thought this through, Su Nian’s previously tense body unconsciously relaxed.
Chu Tian keenly sensed the subtle change in the young woman.
He watched as her brow furrowed one moment and the corners of her lips quirked up the next, the light and shadow shifting in her sky-blue eyes, adorable and enchanting.
Though reluctant to bully her as roughly as before, to gain power to protect her and to satisfy the deep-seated desire within himself…
He decided to continue this “game” of Master and little slave.
Chu Tian raised an eyebrow slightly, his voice carrying a hint of dangerous probing, “What, are you unwilling to be punished by your Master? Or are you plotting how to escape again?”
Facing the Horned Demon Master’s inquiry, Su Nian had already made up her mind.
She lifted her head, a captivating blush spreading across her exquisite face.
Her voice was soft and sticky, deliberately ingratiating.
“I won’t run again.”
“I… I love my Master the most!”
She blurted the words out in one breath, her entire face flushing crimson as if about to drip blood, burying herself in shame against the man’s chest.
Her hands weren’t idle either, actively pressing against the man’s solid chest, fingertips lightly tracing the lines of his well-defined muscles.
No choice.
Since the Master said he would punish and train her, she naturally had to be proactive, say some nice words to beg for mercy.
After two months of intimate “romance,” Su Nian was already intimately familiar with this man’s body.
Even as her fingertips felt the powerful texture, a strange excitement stirred in her heart.
Hehe.
If it were before, her “Beauty Trap” acting might have been a bit stiff.
But now, Su Nian was completely acting from her true self.
Her gaze toward Chu Tian was shimmering, brimming with love and attachment that seemed ready to overflow.
It didn’t seem like an act at all.
It was entirely that of a little woman, greedy for her man’s body, acting spoiled and seeking favor.
Chu Tian was slightly taken aback by her sudden initiative.
First, there was the satisfaction of being pleased, then a faint trace of suspicion.
He looked down at the “genuine emotion” in the young woman’s eyes in his arms, thinking to himself: ‘This little wildcat… her acting skills improved this fast?’
Seeing his hesitation, Su Nian steeled her heart and decided to go all out.
She simply pounced forward, her soft lips lightly pressing a kiss against the man’s cool, thin lips.
Then, like a startled fawn, she quickly buried her face in his broad chest, her voice muffled.
“These past two days away from Master, I realized… I simply can’t live without Master…”
“Whether it’s my body’s needs or my heart’s feelings… I can’t be without Master…”
Su Nian bit her lip, her voice growing softer.
“Master is so powerful, he can protect me from the Demon Race. How could I bear to leave?”
She secretly glanced at Chu Tian’s expression, noticing the suspicion in his eyes gradually fading, feeling secretly pleased.
See, she was still smarter.
Since she couldn’t escape, she’d actively cooperate and strive for more benefits.
And… those gentle times during her amnesia had indeed given her complex feelings for the man before her.
However.
That phrase, “Whether it’s my body’s needs or my heart’s feelings… I can’t be without Master…”
It was supposed to be nonsense she’d made up to deceive the Horned Demon.
But…
The moment the words left her mouth, she subconsciously felt that this might be her true, innermost thought.
Right now.
She didn’t dare to think too deeply, nor did she want to.
“Ding! Host’s current favorability: 65%”
The system’s prompt sounded in her mind.
Su Nian was slightly stunned.
Damn it, she was just saying random things to fool this bastard, how did her favorability increase again?
But that wasn’t all.
The system’s voice came again.
“Ding-dong, host’s favorability has reached 65. To prepare for the fertile state after reaching 70 favorability, the new status [Lactation Constitution] will be activated, along with obtaining breast milk that enhances strength when consumed.”
A wave of scorching heat surged from her heart toward her limbs, finally gathering in her face, burning her cheeks.
Su Nian felt her brain explode.
‘Oh my god. What? Lactation Constitution?’
Didn’t that mean she would…
Su Nian’s breath hitched, her gaze uncontrollably, forcibly shifting toward her own chest.
Shame flooded her like a broken dam, instantly drowning her.
‘Wuwu…’
What made her even more dizzy was that this damn ability could actually enhance the strength of the consumer…
If this Horned Demon bastard found out…
Given his insatiable greed, wouldn’t she become his exclusive, endless “supplement”?
She could never beat him anyway… the gap would only grow larger!
‘No!’
This thought sent a jolt through her, instantly pulling her out of the overwhelming shame.
He absolutely must not find out!
Even if her favorability really reached 65 and triggered this state, he must never know!
Otherwise, she’d be treated as…
Alarm bells rang wildly in Su Nian’s heart, but her body, driven by survival instinct, pressed even more obediently against the man before her.
She even actively adjusted her posture, assuming a lazy stance of complete submission, ready to be arranged by her Master.
‘System, when does this state begin?’
She urgently asked in her mind.
“Ding-dong, activated immediately upon the host reaching 65 favorability. The current state is incubation period and will fully activate in approximately 24 hours.”
‘Twenty-four hours!’
Su Nian’s taut nerves relaxed slightly.
At least it wasn’t immediate exposure; she still had time, still had a chance to think of something!
Chu Tian felt the subtle changes in the young woman in his arms—from a momentary stiffness to her increasingly docile and seductive posture—all within a few short seconds.
The smile at the corner of his lips deepened.
His voice was low, carrying a lazy magnetism, especially clear in the morning room.
“Really can’t live without your Master?”
“And definitely won’t run away?”
“Won’t run.”
Su Nian’s answer came almost without thought, her voice soft enough to wring water from.
“I just like staying by Master’s side.”
Saying this, she lifted her head and actively planted a light kiss on the handsome side of his face.
After this shameful act, Su Nian herself was stunned.
There was none of the expected rejection or disgust.
Not a bit.
Instead, she felt… the scent of alcohol mixed with masculine pheromones on the man before her was fragrant, pleasant.
‘I want to… Wait!’
What was she just thinking?
Su Nian was startled by the fleeting thought in her mind.
She didn’t dare think deeper, focusing all her attention on the current “performance,” preparing for any crisis that might arise.
The lazy tone in Chu Tian’s voice faded, replaced by a hint of barely perceptible amusement.
“In that case.”
He gazed into Su Nian’s sky-blue eyes, filled with “love,” and suddenly turned his wrist.
An object appeared out of thin air in his palm.
“Familiar with this, right?”
His voice was light, but it struck Su Nian’s heart like a heavy hammer.
“Put this on, and I’ll believe you won’t run again.”
Su Nian’s pupils contracted to pinpoints in that instant.
It was a collar she recognized.
Made of a mysterious, dark metal with a faint glow, its surface densely carved with strange, intricate runes.
Morning light filtered through the gap in the curtains, a beam falling precisely on the collar.
The runes seemed to come alive, shimmering with a seductive yet extremely dangerous luster.
[Lover’s Prison Collar].
“Ding-dong…”