Double penetration, plunder and hypnosis Entry

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Collar

Naoko Omon approached a cabinet, retrieving a small wooden box and presenting it to Lin Yuan. “What’s this?” he asked, curiosity piqued. Naoko’s smile faltered, a touch of unease in her expression. “Master, open it and see,” she replied softly.

Lifting the lid, Lin Yuan revealed a black leather collar, its front adorned with a gleaming nameplate inscribed: Yuan’s Pet. His eyes glinted with amusement as he lifted it, fingers tracing the engraved characters. A sly smile curved his lips. “Yuan’s Pet…” he murmured, his tone laced with mockery. “My pet, are you pledging your absolute loyalty?”

Naoko’s cheeks flushed scarlet, her eyes shimmering with a mix of shyness and fervent anticipation. Bowing her head, her voice trembled. “Master, all that I am belongs to you. This collar… it’s my heart’s offering. I hope you’ll accept it.” Lin Yuan toyed with the collar, his gaze appraising her. “Are you truly prepared? Once this collar is on, you’re mine alone—no turning back.”

Naoko raised her eyes, her resolve blazing. “Master, I’ve no retreat. Since that day, my life, my soul—everything—is yours. This collar merely symbolises my devotion.” Lin Yuan’s lips twitched with approval. “Kneel,” he commanded. Without hesitation, Naoko sank to her knees, hands resting on her thighs, her posture one of utter submission.

Stepping forward, Lin Yuan fastened the collar around her neck, the lock clicking shut. The black leather contrasted sharply with her pale skin, the silver nameplate dangling prominently at her collarbone. Tugging gently, he declared, “From now on, you’re my exclusive pet. Your sole purpose is to please me. Understood?” Naoko’s body quivered, tears of joy glistening in her eyes. “Yes, Master,” she whispered, her voice fervent. “This pet will strive to please you, never to disappoint.”

Lin Yuan nodded, satisfied, his hand grazing her hair with a rare tenderness. “Good, my pet. Your loyalty pleases me.” Naoko shivered under his touch, her gaze growing hazy. He withdrew, striding to the waterbed. “Crawl to me, pet. Show me your devotion.” Naoko obeyed, her eyes brimming with submission as she knelt beside the bed. “Master, this pet will do all to satisfy you,” she murmured, her voice shy yet eager.

Lin Yuan lifted her chin, his eyes probing. “Every action, every word, must please me. Fail, and you know the consequences.” Naoko nodded, unafraid, her anticipation palpable. “Yes, Master. I understand.” Releasing her, Lin Yuan reclined on the bed, hands behind his head, his demeanour languid. “Begin, pet. Prove your sincerity.”

Naoko inhaled deeply, resolve hardening her gaze. She climbed onto the bed, her movements gentle, as if fearing to disturb him. Her fingers brushed his chest, tender and reverent, her eyes glowing with adoration. Lin Yuan closed his eyes, savouring her touch, a faint smile of contentment on his lips. Naoko had wholly surrendered, his devoted pet.

The room’s soft lighting cast an intimate glow, the air thick with an unspoken allure. The waterbed swayed gently with their movements, amplifying the moment’s allure. Just as Lin Yuan prepared to deepen their exploration of the room’s delights, a shrill telephone ring shattered the mood. Naoko frowned, visibly irked by the interruption, and snatched the receiver. “What is it?” she snapped.

A deferential voice replied, “Chairwoman, Instructor Shirakawa Miwa has arrived for her interview.” Naoko’s brow arched, and she glanced at Lin Yuan, seeking his cue. The name Shirakawa Miwa sparked a memory in Lin Yuan—the system’s task to secure 100% loyalty from Naoko, Tsukishima Kyoko, Shirakawa Miwa, and Kagurazaka Yui. He patted Naoko’s shoulder. “Let her in. I’ll conduct the interview.”

Naoko paused, then nodded, grasping his intent. “Send her up to the top-floor guidance office,” she instructed, hanging up. Pouting, she muttered, “How vexing, interrupting my time with Master.” Lin Yuan chuckled. “Who says it’s an interruption?” Naoko tilted her head, puzzled. “What do you mean, Master?” His smile was cryptic. “You’ll see.”

Rising, Lin Yuan adjusted his attire and settled behind the desk, leaving the space beneath it vacant, a silent invitation for what was to come.