The Dialectic of Master and Slave - Chapter 68
The Emperor whispered as if casting a spell.
He intended to engrave it thoroughly in her mind and body so she would never forget.
“If you obey me, this pleasure will always be yours.”
The Emperor controlled his rhythm and force to ensure Jaha could understand his words and respond.
“Cast everything else aside, don’t think unnecessary thoughts, and always stay within my reach. Your only duty is to spread your legs when I desire and accept the pleasure I give you. Do you understand?”
Drained by countless orgasms, Jaha could do nothing beyond twitching reflexively. Yet the ecstasy didn’t end. Beyond the limits of endurance, she felt she might die from the torment, but was even happier beyond that.
“You must answer.”
The Emperor urged her while rubbing Jaha’s weak spot with the protruding vein of his member. In the face of this torturous, powerful pleasure, Jaha collapsed.
“I’ll… obey! I’ll… obey.”
“Good. It seems you finally understand that your body cannot live without my c**k. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes… this, ungh! Feels good…”
“How admirable. How beautiful you are when you’re this honest.”
The Emperor buried his member deeply, as if trying to force his t*******s in too, and e********d. Unlike Jaha who reached climax with each thrust, this was his first release.
Her body, saturated with cream, transformed even the sensation of sticky fluid filling her inside into pleasure, and Jaha experienced another light o****m. Feeling her insides convulsing, the Emperor laughed softly.
“To climax just from receiving seed. Have you come to love c**k so much that you love what comes from it too?”
“Seed… good.”
“I’ll feed you until you’re full. Both above and below.”
His member swelled again inside Jaha as if the e*********n just now had been an illusion.
“Today I can only fill your upper hole and this one, but next time I’ll fill upon this one too, which is gaping like it’s dissapointed, so look forward to it.”
He thrust his hips again while deeply probing her a**s with his finger.
What happened afterward didn’t remain in Jaha’s memory. Only the intense feeling of being dragged down into an endless abyss remained.
The bedroom was dimly lit with a single night light.
The Emperor sat leaning against the headboard, silently observing Jaha.
Jaha lay unconscious. The bare skin visible above the blanket was thoroughly covered with marks he had left. He knew the parts hidden beneath the blanket weren’t much different.
Though it was Jaha who had been intoxicated by the cream, he was the one who had lost his mind.
While his partner was drugged, saying it felt good and asking for more, he—who hadn’t taken any drugs—had gone wild with his eyes rolled back.
He felt his mind might break from how beautiful Jaha was, clinging to him with a smile.
The same Jaha who normally suppressed her moans until she couldn’t hold them back anymore was now crying out freely in pleasure, making seductive movements, making demands first—it made his heart feel like it would burst.
Because Jaha, with her stubborn reason stripped away leaving only instinct, was so lovable.
No, it wasn’t just because she was reduced to instinct. It was because Jaha in that state didn’t reject him, she wanted him—that’s why she was lovable.
Whether reason was present or not wasn’t important.
Rather, if Jaha had wanted him with a clear mind, even more…
“Huh.”
The Emperor roughly ran his fingers through his hair.
His thoughts remained jumbled.
After releasing the whirlwind of animal emotions, as reason returned, everything seemed incomprehensible.
Why had he become so angry with Jaha?
Asking to be assigned work where she could use her abilities wasn’t unreasonable.
Though somewhat presumptuous, it was a rational request. There was no reason to deny it. Moreover, hadn’t he resolved to grant whatever Jaha asked for, within reason? Though he hadn’t said it aloud, failing to keep a promise made to himself was a shabby act.
If another slave had made a similar request in a similar situation, he would have readily granted it. But he hadn’t done so for Jaha. He had become furious at Jaha for trying to get away from him and even used a stimulant.
Though the drug had no particular side effects, and he didn’t regret it, he felt strange. Because he had never before considered using such means to bind someone.
It was a first. Going to such lengths to keep someone.
Was it simply an obsession with a toy?
His fine golden hair fell in disarray.
Taking his hand from his head, the Emperor looked down at Jaha again. Intently, with his deeply settled purple eyes.
– To Be Continued In Volume 2.
Inrealitee
Thx for the translation! Looking forward to the other volumes!! Keep up the great work:)
Kh10001
Ahh, this guy is truly bad. His behavior is so disgusting, I can’t wait until he regrets. The author does a good job of conveying the fl’s mental anguish, too good of a job! I just hope she will not be with him in the end!!
Junibuggy
I feel so bad for jaha, hoping she finds happiness and safety soon❤️