A soft, involuntary whimper escaped Su Nian’s lips, laced with a trace of indescribable panic and helplessness.
Another deep kiss, unannounced and overwhelming, as Chu Tian’s breath invaded her senses—foreign, commanding, inescapable.
The suffocating sensation of the kiss was a heavy shackle, binding her thoughts in an instant, her mind teetering on the edge of blankness.
Her consciousness felt as though it had been swept into an endless abyss of darkness, powerless to resist as the man she loathed with every fiber of her being claimed her lips with reckless abandon.
Her heart thrashed in silent rebellion.
Chu Tian, the enemy she had sworn to defeat with her own hands, now pressed against her in this intimate, humiliating way.
Their closeness mocked the image of lovers lost in passion, and the shame surged like a relentless tide, crashing against the fragile barriers of her reason.
What burned even deeper was the bitter truth: she had been the one to knock on Chu Tian’s door, to offer herself up to complete this degrading task of a kiss.
She had steeled herself countless times, imagining every possible scenario, preparing for the worst.
Yet when his searing kiss descended, the raw humiliation and shame struck her heart like a hammer, shattering her resolve.
Perhaps it was the strange bond of their master-servant pact, but though his kiss stirred a storm of indignation, resistance, and helplessness in her soul, her body betrayed her expectations.
Physically, she didn’t recoil with the disgust she had anticipated.
Instead, the tingling warmth of his kiss evoked faint memories of the “Masochist Constitution” task, a sensation she couldn’t quite shake.
Deep within, a shameful flicker of pleasure—unacknowledged, unwanted—stirred, a secret she refused to admit even to herself.
Heavens, what was she thinking?
This kiss from the vile horned demon was merely for the task.
Her submission was a facade, a means to an end.
Once she amassed enough Humiliation Points to grow stronger, he would be the first to fall by her hand.
“Ding-dong! Detected the host’s sense of humiliation from enjoying the enemy’s kiss. Humiliation Points +12,652.”
“Ding-dong! Absorbed humiliation emotions. Annoyance Points +12,652.”
“Daily Task: Kiss the Horned Demon 1/1, 5,000 Humiliation Points (completed).”
Good news—the task was nearly done.
Only the “Masochist Constitution” task, worth 1,000 Humiliation Points, remained optional.
The major tasks—calling him “Master” three times and the kiss—were complete.
It was time to find a way to slip away.
But the man before her showed no signs of stopping.
What she hadn’t anticipated was the position she found herself in—perched on the sofa, her legs raised high, as if deliberately presented to the wretched horned demon.
In such a moment, how could Chu Tian resist?
“Mmph…” Su Nian let out a muffled groan.
The sensation of his touch sparked both humiliation and a chaotic blend of panic and shame.
She couldn’t fathom why she felt this way.
She had always enjoyed the silken embrace of her black stockings, the smooth friction of her fingers against the fabric.
But now… this was too much!
“Ding-dong! Detected the host’s humiliation from the enemy touching her legs. Humiliation Points +9,445.”
“Ding-dong! Annoyance Points +9,445.”
Oh, how she loathed this wretched horned demon who had brought her so low, his hands now roaming her body with impunity.
Her heart was a battlefield of contradictions—deep humiliation warring with her body’s infuriating betrayal.
Worse still, a whisper in the depths of her soul seemed to coax her, urging her to surrender, to let herself sink into this degradation and be consumed by the man before her.
Then, in a flash of clarity, Su Nian’s eyes widened in horror.
She snapped awake.
‘No!’
She was here to complete tasks, to grow stronger, to break free from this vile demon’s control.
She could not—would not—succumb.
Her ultimate goal was clear: amass Humiliation Points, grow powerful, and exact her revenge on this monster.
In the next moment, her hands pressed weakly against Chu Tian’s chest, a futile attempt to push him away.
Her meager strength was nothing against his dominance.
Her stocking-clad legs thrashed in protest, but under his control, her struggles were in vain.
Her resistance only seemed to irritate him.
“Stop squirming,” Chu Tian said, his voice leisurely as he broke the kiss.
“Didn’t you beg for forgiveness? Ten more minutes, then you can go.”
Struggling against him was less satisfying than savoring a moment of high-quality submission.
For now, he was merely collecting interest.
For Su Nian, the world brightened as the kiss ended, fresh air flooding her lungs.
She was about to sigh in relief when she registered his words—ten more minutes.
Ten more minutes of torment?
The kissing task was already done!
But in her current predicament, she didn’t dare defy him.
Closing her eyes, she silently acquiesced to his demand.
The thought of her sworn enemy toying with her body made her teeth grind with rage, but she was powerless to resist.
How infuriating!
Chu Tian gazed at the girl before him, pliant and vulnerable, and a surge of triumph coursed through him.
To the world, she was a radiant, noble magical girl idol.
But here, in his presence, she was only his to torment.
Of course, he knew this was temporary.
The moment she gained enough power, she might very well strike him down.
But he was no weakling.
And while he toyed with her, he too gained Annoyance Points, growing stronger.
He wouldn’t lose.
In the next instant, his rough, sword-calloused hand grazed her stocking-clad legs.
Bound by their ten-minute agreement, she didn’t dare resist, allowing her lifelong enemy to touch places even she rarely explored.
A strange, unnameable sensation flooded her heart.
And the kisses didn’t stop.
The familiar suffocation returned, relentless.
She felt utterly powerless before this wretched demon.
“Ding-dong! Humiliation Points +8,251.”
“Ding-dong! Annoyance Points +8,251.”
As the seconds ticked by, Su Nian counted them in her mind.
Only ten minutes.
It will pass soon.
Once she endured this, she could head to the Magic Academy’s library to research ways to counter dark magic and magical arrays.
Yet, despite her resolute will and clear purpose, her body betrayed her, a flush creeping across her skin.
How could this be?
It was just kissing and touching her legs.
It wasn’t painful, nor did it trigger her masochistic tendencies.
This had to be a lie!
Su Nian couldn’t believe the sensations coursing through her.
No… this couldn’t happen.
He was her sworn enemy.
If mere kisses and touches could unravel her, reducing her to a state of utter surrender, it would be too shameful.
Absolutely unacceptable!
Yet, though her heart stood firm, her body capitulated swiftly.
With a soft whimper, the beautiful girl in his arms, held tightly on the sofa, began to falter.
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