Chapter 397: The Collar’s Embrace

After putting on the collar, she would obtain 2 million Humiliation Value.

“Ding-dong. The host has triggered a task: Re-don the Collar.”

The System’s notification tone sounded in her mind.

Su Nian’s heart skipped a beat.

When she had lost her memory, the collar that had once imprisoned her was removed. 

Before her amnesia, she had been completely turned into a plaything in that man’s palm. 

This object had sealed away her magic power, broken down her will, and completely tamed her originally arrogant self into an obedient pet.

She thought that when she faced this collar again—the thing that had once bound and imprisoned her—she would feel fear and disgust. 

However, at this moment, the expected fear did not surge up. 

As that icy cold collar appeared before her eyes again, what welled up in the depths of Su Nian’s heart instead… was a complex emotion that even she herself found unfamiliar, a mixture of shame and a secret, throbbing excitement.

From the depths of her mind, that seductive little demon that tempted her towards depravity poked its head out again, whispering in her ear with a sickly sweet voice: ‘Put it on, and you can make the Master completely believe in your submission.’

‘Put it on, and you can continue this game of obtaining Humiliation Value.’

‘Put it on, and only then can you safely spend these perilous six months by his side, obtain 100 million Humiliation Value, and successfully become a Great Lord.’

Images of herself wearing the collar, twisting and turning beneath her Horned Demon master… 

The little demon’s voice grew even more seductive, forcibly stuffing one shameful, blush-inducing scene after another into her mind. 

Each tremor of being conquered was accompanied by the System’s notification tone as the Humiliation Value skyrocketed…

Su Nian’s cheeks instantly burned to the tips of her ears, her neck flushing with an enticing pink hue.

‘How could I have such shameless thoughts!’

“What’s wrong, unwilling?”

Chu Tian’s deep voice pulled her back from her chaotic thoughts.

He raised an eyebrow, a hint of scrutinizing amusement in his eyes. 

The collar in his hand shimmered with an eerie luster under the morning light.

Su Nian’s heart tightened. 

She knew this might be her master’s final test.

“Or is it that everything you just said was merely to deceive me?”

A task worth 2 million Humiliation Value!

“I…” She opened her mouth, only to find her voice trembling slightly.

‘Now I have 56.18 million Humiliation Value. Adding these 2 million makes it 58.18 million!’

‘That’s a huge step closer to the goal of 100 million!’

‘Moreover, the Demon Race will act in six months. I must become strong enough before then.’

‘If I refuse now, not only will I lose this excellent opportunity to obtain Humiliation Value, I might also lose the Horned Demon’s trust and protection.’

More importantly…

She stole a glance at Chu Tian’s expression and noticed the tenderness in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by a dangerous glint she was all too familiar with.

‘If I refuse, this guy will absolutely use even more forceful methods.’

‘Rather than being forced, it’s better to take the initiative.’

The young girl slowly raised her head. 

Her sky-blue eyes shimmered with a watery light, revealing a trace of heartbreaking helplessness.

She didn’t speak. 

Instead, she extended her slender, pale hands and actively cupped Chu Tian’s hand that held the collar.

“Master…” Su Nian’s voice was as light as a feather, carrying a strong, sickly sweet tone of coquettishness, “I am willing.”

After saying this, she herself was somewhat surprised. 

Words that should have been humiliating, when spoken from her lips, carried a thread of that same sweet, coquettish flavor.

The scrutiny in Chu Tian’s eyes faded, replaced by a gleam of satisfaction, thick with possessiveness.

Chu Tian pinched the collar and slowly brought it closer to Su Nian’s swan-like, graceful, pale neck.

“So good.” He praised in a low voice, pleasure evident in his tone.

The icy touch of the metal against her warm skin sent a fine tremor through Su Nian.

She instinctively shrank her neck slightly, her heart beating so fast she worried Chu Tian might hear it.

“Don’t be afraid.” Chu Tian’s voice was gentle, his fingers lightly stroking her chin, “Just like before.”

Su Nian bit her lower lip. 

In the end, she did not pull away. 

Instead, she slightly lifted her chin, presenting her most vulnerable spot to him without any defense.

“Click.”

A soft, crisp sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet bedroom.

[Lover’s Prison Collar], after two months, once again locked around the young girl’s exquisite swan neck.

The runes lit up for a moment before fading away. 

The collar fit perfectly against her skin, surprisingly not as uncomfortable as she had imagined.

A familiar feeling of being bound spread throughout her body.

Her magic power… was caught by an invisible lock, its flow becoming sluggish.

She had once again become the Owner’s Possession.

“Ding! Task ‘Re-don the Collar’ completed.”

“Humiliation Value +2,000,000!”

“[Collar Restraint]: After the host puts on the collar, obedience to the master increases by 30%, and body sensitivity increases by 30%. The master can restrain the host through the collar at any time.”

Su Nian looked at the jumping numbers on the System panel, her feelings reaching an extreme level of complexity.

‘58.18 million Humiliation Value!’

‘Another step closer to 100 million.’

She didn’t feel the imagined humiliation and anger. 

Instead, there was a strange feeling… almost pious, trembling.

Su Nian reached out her hand. 

The moment her fingertip touched the metal, she pulled back as if burned. 

But after only a second, she forced herself to reach out again, cupping the leash—the symbol of absolute obedience—in her palm.

She raised her eyes to look at the man before her.

Those sky-blue eyes shimmered with a watery light. 

All the struggle and unwillingness had settled, leaving only a kind of resignation after burning her bridges.

She slightly bent her knees, kneeling down on the soft bed.

This action sent all the blood in her body rushing to her head. 

Her cheeks burned hot.

“Master… here.”

Su Nian’s voice was very light, carrying a hint of sweetness and ingratiation she herself hadn’t noticed. 

She held the leash cupped in her hands high, offering it to the man before her.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

The Star-Moon Saintess, who enjoyed boundless prestige and the reverence of thousands outside, the youngest Mentor at Red Maple Magic Academy, was now kneeling before her enemy, offering up the shackles that bound her.

This extreme contrast instantly made the darkness in Chu Tian’s eyes grow thick and dense.

Scorching desire exploded within him. 

An unprecedented sense of satisfaction, conquest, and achievement mixed within it.

Chu Tian curled the corner of his mouth in satisfaction.

He didn’t immediately take the leash. 

First, he gently rubbed the girl’s burning cheek with his thumb, then moved his hand upward, ruffling her smooth golden hair like he was comforting a pet.

“That’s a good girl.” His voice was low and hoarse, filled with a certain sense of having achieved his wish.

Chu Tian leaned down, his burning breath spraying against Su Nian’s sensitive earlobe. 

In a voice only the two of them could hear, he spoke word by word: “From today onward, you are not to take it off without my permission.”

“Yes… Master.”

“Since you’ve put it on, remember your status.”

Su Nian answered meekly, her voice soft and obedient.

“Yes… Master.”

“Very good.”

Chu Tian finally took the leash. 

The cold touch of the metal transmitted from his palm.

He straightened up, looking down at the girl beneath him. 

Morning light filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting a hazy golden edge around her.

The young girl knelt on the messy bed.

A silk nightgown, wrinkled and crumpled, wrapped around her delicate, well-proportioned figure. 

Golden hair was disheveled over her shoulders, setting off that stunningly beautiful face still flushed with color, and the black collar around her neck symbolizing imprisonment and humiliation…

This scene was filled with a breathtaking, depraved beauty.

Chu Tian’s Adam’s apple bobbed violently. 

The blood in his body was accelerating its flow.

The girl before him was truly stunning. 

Combined with the scene of her putting on the collar and offering the leash, he could no longer suppress the impulses in his heart and body.

Su Nian closed her eyes.

‘Forget it.’

‘Since I’ve already chosen this path, then… sink completely into depravity.’

‘At least, before becoming a Great Lord, I must play this game of humiliation to its final chapter.’

“Ding-dong, obtained 200,000 Humiliation Value…”

“Ding-dong, Humiliation Value 200,000.”

Two completely different memories collided wildly in her mind.

During her amnesia: Chu Tian’s gentle kisses, him clumsily preparing breakfast for her, him holding her on the balcony to look at the stars… 

Those sweet, heart-fluttering scenes had not yet faded.

And now, after regaining her memory: the Horned Demon Master’s domineering invasion, his cold commands, the way he looked at her as a plaything… 

These humiliating, fear-inducing memories had once again become vivid.

Love and dependence. 

Humiliation and fear. 

Two diametrically opposed emotions wildly intertwined and collided within her, tearing at her reason.

The feeling of wearing the collar, being completely conquered and wantonly dominated by her master, brought an unprecedented, addictive sense of humiliation…

“Ding! The host feels a different kind of throbbing amidst humiliation. Humiliation Value +400,000!”

“Ding! The host’s psychological defenses are being broken down by the master. Humiliation Value +400,000!”

“Ding! Host…”

The System’s notification tones kept sounding.

“Look at me.”

Chu Tian’s low command sounded by her ear, interrupting her chaotic thoughts.

Su Nian reluctantly opened her dazed eyes.

In her field of vision was the man’s enlarged, excessively handsome face.

The stray hairs on his forehead were damp with sweat, clinging to his full forehead.

Those deep, sea-like eyes churned with a familiar, intense, and undiluted desire for conquest.

“Tell me, whose are you now?”

His voice carried an unquestionable authority, each word heavily striking her heart.

“I am… I am Master’s…”

Su Nian’s voice was broken, intermittent, carrying a sob.

“Louder.”