Double penetration, plunder and hypnosis Entry - Chapter 6

Chapter Six: Unsheathed

“Silence yourself!” Omon Naoko’s voice broke, a quiver of distress betraying her composure. She spun, intent on fleeing the confrontation. Yet Lin Yuan had no intention of letting her slip away. Seizing her wrist, he pulled her back, his tone icy and commanding. “What’s this? Struck by the truth and now you run? Did you not claim to test me?”

Naoko struggled, her efforts futile against his strength. Fear flickered in her eyes, her voice trembling. “Release me! You cannot treat me this way!” Lin Yuan’s sneer deepened as he dragged her toward an empty classroom nearby. He shut the door behind them, the lock’s click resounding in the quiet space.

Naoko’s heart sank at the sound. “Why lock the door?” she demanded, a tremor of foreboding in her voice. Lin Yuan’s smile was sly. “To proceed, of course. You wished to test my suitability as an intimacy instructor, Director. Allow me to demonstrate my prowess.” Despite her outward haughtiness, Naoko’s resolve wavered, stirred by the potent aura Lin Yuan exuded—a blend of menace and allure that both unnerved and enticed her.

He stood before her, a confident glint in his eyes, his lips curling upward. Time to unsheathe my might! he thought, exulting in his Enhanced Physique attribute’s exaggerated gifts. As he revealed his formidable presence, Naoko’s pupils dilated, a flush spreading across her face. “This… how is this possible?” she whispered, her voice barely audible, her mind reeling. Even with her marital experience, she had never encountered such an overwhelming display. Her gaze, though she willed it away, remained fixed, drawn by an irresistible force. Her pulse quickened, her breath growing ragged.

“What are you doing?” she managed, striving for composure, though her trembling voice betrayed her. Her hands clenched, knuckles whitening, as her mind churned with shame and an unspoken yearning. The desires she had long suppressed ignited within her.

Lin Yuan noted her turmoil, his smile widening. He stepped closer, his breath warm against her ear as he murmured, “Director, you wished to see my capabilities. Are you satisfied now?” The sensation sent a shiver through Naoko, her body yielding despite her mind’s protests. She leaned slightly toward him, unable to resist his pull.

“Do not come so near,” she pleaded, her voice frail, a final grasp at dignity. Lin Yuan chuckled, his tone low and beguiling. “Director, when was the last time you felt another’s warmth? Why deny yourself?” Naoko’s breath hitched, her defences crumbling under the weight of his words. Her hands rose hesitantly, as if to reach for him.

Sensing her surrender, triumph flashed in Lin Yuan’s eyes. Yet he restrained himself, catching her outstretched hand. Naoko blinked, bewildered. “Why… why stop me?” Lin Yuan’s grin was teasing. “You tasked me with proving my qualifications as an instructor. Have I not done so? But you—reaching out? What did you intend?”

Naoko’s heart pounded like a drum, her cheeks burning, her breath uneven. Lin Yuan’s words pierced her carefully maintained facade, exposing her vulnerabilities. Her legs pressed together, then parted slightly, the silken stockings accentuating her trembling thighs. “I… I do not know,” she mumbled, her voice a faint murmur. Her eyes darted away, yet stole glances at him, torn between shame and desire.

Lin Yuan observed her conflicted state with a private smirk. Typical of this world’s characters—so easily swayed. He knew the proud director was now ensnared, her rationality eroding under the tide of her own longing. One final push would see her fully succumb. Releasing her hand, he stepped back, his tone laced with mockery. “Director, you must show your sincerity. You know what is required, do you not?”

“Are you toying with me?” Naoko snapped, clinging to a veneer of indignation, though her voice wavered with unease. Lin Yuan’s smile was serene. “Toy with you? I would not dare. I merely fulfil my role, demonstrating my aptitude as an instructor. Your reactions, however, are your own choice, are they not? Since I have proven my competence, shall I take my leave?”

As he made to withdraw, Naoko faltered, her face shifting from pale to crimson, torn between humiliation and frustration. She knew her earlier lapse had been laid bare, placing her at Lin Yuan’s mercy. Anger surged, yet the undeniable pull of her desires held her back from true outrage. “Wait…” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

She’s mine, Lin Yuan thought, his victory assured.