The Dialectic of Master and Slave - Chapter 70
“I understand you’re in heat and want to take a c**k, but the carpet is getting dirty, so control yourself. In the future, we might need to plug you up to prevent your p***y juices from leaking, really.”
In truth, even if Jaha soiled the carpet, the cleaning staff would never discover it. He always restored it with magic. He had absolutely no intention of letting others see anything that came from Jaha.
Pulling her out from under the desk, he kneaded her small but firm b******s. He could feel the beads inside her rattling in response to his touch. He twisted the ring protruding from her tightly closed pink hole. As the a**l beads rotated inside her walls, Jaha’s lower body twitched and her legs trembled.
“It seems your back hole is ready for use now. When work is done, I’ll show you the joy of taking c**k here.”
Jaha froze. She had suspected this day would come ever since the Emperor showed interest and began slowly widening her with various tools, but now that he was actually going to do it, she felt revulsion.
She knew it wasn’t dirty. Since the Emperor had introduced some unknown magical creature to live in her intestines, Jaha hadn’t defecated. Though she didn’t understand the mechanism, Jaha remained perfectly healthy with no medical issues.
After that, starting with fingers, then progressing to thin rods and finally thick a**l beads, the Emperor had slowly expanded her interior, thoroughly conditioning her back entrance to receive rather than its original purpose. And horrifyingly, her body was gradually adapting to it.
Even so, using it as a s****l organ when that wasn’t its original purpose…
She still hated the idea of engaging in relations that way.
Jaha glared at the jet-black jewel placed on one corner of the desk.
There was a peculiar mineral on the Emperor’s office desk. At first glance, it appeared to be a material that reflected no light whatsoever, almost as if a black hole had been punched through it.
People of this world probably wouldn’t understand, but to Jaha, who came from Earth where science was advanced, this unidentified substance that seemed to absorb nearly 100 percent of light like a black hole was truly bizarre.
Isn’t it often said that if you enter a black hole, you can time travel? Then perhaps dimensional travel might be possible too?
If one were to seriously consider it, the concept would only allow seeing the future due to gravitational time dilation effects, making it impossible to cross dimensions, but whenever Jaha looked at this nameless jewel reminiscent of a black hole, she thought with the desperation of clutching at straws, ‘If only that could send me back to Earth, I would have no other wishes.’ However, no matter how intently she stared at it, the black jewel, as always, did not send Jaha back to her original world, and the Emperor finished his work.
Jaha was made to lie facedown on the bed as the Emperor loosened her inside by pulling and inserting the a**l beads before completely removing them.
Looking at the elastic entrance that gaped wide before quickly contracting, he applied gel to his manhood. It wasn’t the powerful, fast-acting aphrodisiac cream that had made Jaha lose her mind before, but the milder arousing substance he usually used as lubricant before inserting something into her a**s.
When the tip touched her back entrance, Jaha’s body stiffened.
She really hated this.
No matter how she thought about it, this was wrong.
Reading her clear rejection, the Emperor’s lips curled upward. It wasn’t a man’s way to force someone who truly disliked it.
“Shall we make a bet?”
He whispered as he enveloped her body from behind, almost pouncing on her.
“Try it once, and if you don’t feel pleasure from here, I will never take you this way again.”
The Emperor pressed his thumb firmly against the pink hole. The opening, which had been closed like a flower bud, parted and very softly swallowed the first knuckle of his finger.
At this unexpected proposal, Jaha’s eyes flew open. Though the condition that she had to endure it once was uncomfortable, if she only had to bear it this time and never again, it was a condition Jaha had no choice but to accept. With her freedom already gone, Jaha had nothing to lose.
“However, if you do feel pleasure, I will engrave a pattern here. A rose blooming centered on this hole, a mark that won’t disappear until I remove it, just like the one in front.”
At the Emperor’s continued words, Jaha drew in a sharp breath. To create such an obscene pattern around her a**s. Even after already imprinting a strange mark on her lower abdomen, he wanted to do such a thing again?
