Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

Under the moonlight, a figure opened their eyes and tiptoed into the woods...

"It's so slow."

The boy's dissatisfied voice rang out as he pitched his tent in an open space far from the main camp and stretched lazily in front of the dying campfire.

"What can I do? I have to wait until everyone else is asleep."

The figure entering the woods was none other than Hetia. Her face was flushed with shame and indignation, her cheeks turning red to her ears. She was filled with unease, her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes darting around, and her legs trembling uncontrollably.

She came as promised to receive her punishment.

"You dare talk back? What was I supposed to say?"

In the stillness of the night, Ryusha poked at the embers in the mortar. As the firewood crackled, the cool, bright moonlight gradually replaced the bright, warm firelight. This small change made Hetia shiver.

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have talked back to my master, I shouldn't have let personal grudges cloud my judgment... I shouldn't have taken such a risk... Please, please, master, teach this pig-brained slave a lesson..."

Hetia took a deep breath, knelt down as if she had nothing to lose, placed her hands in front of her, slowly kowtowed to Ryukyu, and recited the lines she had been taught.

Humiliation! Hetia's face was almost pressed against the ground as she gritted her teeth. Ryūka simply stood up unhurriedly, walked around Hetia twice, and then struck Hetia's plump buttocks, which were pressed against her heels, heavily with the branch in his hand.

"Well……"

"No fighting spirit is allowed, that's one of the rules," Hetia tightened her throat and teeth, suppressing her scream.

"You're doing it wrong~ Have you forgotten what I asked?"

The rough tip of the twig traced circles on the wound on her buttocks, causing Hetia's body to tremble. After a moment's hesitation, her knees and full, firm thighs lifted her rounded buttocks, her back arching into a beautiful curve, the very top of which was a perfectly rounded mound encased in black pantyhose.

"That's more like it. Tell me what this pose means?"

"I...I'm a brainless idiot...my head can't think as well as my ass, so I have to stick my ass up high, bow my head deeply, and accept my punishment with my ass higher than my head..."

Hetia lay prostrate on the ground, humiliatingly explaining her posture. Now, not only did she have the slave mark, but in the battle with Melanie, Hetia realized that in just half a month, Ryūsha's combat strength had surpassed hers, and now she had no right to resist at all.

Moreover, it was indeed her own flawed judgment and selfishness that nearly led to her being wiped out by Melanie… This humiliating self-blame became one of the reasons why she dared not resist…

"That's right, now, explain the details of the punishment more clearly." (Mei Ne Yong Xiang Ne Ni Kong Ne Lin Zai Zai Mei Ne...)

With a wicked grin, Ryusha sat down in front of Hetia, grabbed her ponytail, roughly lifted her head, and forced her to look at him with a pained and humiliated expression.

"Hiss—Replying to Master, I've already washed my backside three times...and the plug is still on...I'm going to get a thousand spankings in a bit...and then, and then..."

"Your head's higher than your butt, huh? Want to be punished even more? And then what?"

Ryusha pulled Hetia up by her hair, causing her to lose her posture. But when she heard about the 'double' punishment, Hetia endured the pain and desperately lowered her head while sticking her buttocks up even higher.

"Then...it hurts...and then I offer my rear to my master, ouch!!!"

"What a useless fellow, he can't even speak clearly."

Ryusha watched as Hetia's body arched in an astonishing arc, enduring the pain in her hairline as she desperately pressed her head down, her buttocks raised high while her slender, firm waist remained pressed to the ground, assuming a humiliating yet alluring posture. After admiring her for a while with satisfaction, he released Hetia's braids, letting her forehead slam heavily against the back of his hand.

"But before that, I need to clean you one more time. I don't trust a fool like you, and I don't want to use a dirty hole."

Under Hetia's terrified gaze, Ryusha poured the warm water he had prepared earlier into the specially made water pouch, and approached with a wicked grin...

"Hmm... Ha! Did I sleep too long during the day? Whoa! Who are all these people? How come there are so many people?"

On the camp's cart, Luminova woke up, shook her long white hair covered in straw, and complained about her surroundings.

"Ugh~ It's so cold~ Toilet, toilet..." But she quickly dismissed the question, shivered, lightly jumped off the cart, grabbed a tissue, and headed into the woods...

"Ugh! One hundred and twenty-three... Ugh! One hundred and twenty-four..."

Suddenly, a strange, muffled groan came from the woods. Luminova couldn't hear it clearly, but she curiously went closer.

In the woods at night, she couldn't see clearly; she could only make out two blurry black figures...

Hetia's brain was about to break down.

She was sticking out her round bottom, and Ryuga was slapping it hard like a child, while she had to count the number of times she was being disciplined.

In the woods at night, she couldn't see clearly; she could only make out two blurry black figures...

Hetia's brain was about to break down.

She was sticking out her round bottom, and Ryuga was slapping it hard like a child, while she had to count the number of times she was being disciplined.

Her swollen lower abdomen was filled with warm water, which pressed against her intestinal walls. Although it wasn't as stimulating as cold water, it was even somewhat comfortable. But a suffocating feeling of pressure came over her, as if it were pressing on some important place in her lower abdomen, and a faint pleasure mixed with pain came from it.

At first, she almost couldn't suppress her voice, but Ryuka quickly resolved the issue in an even more humiliating way.

He ordered Hetia to remove her boots and stockings, and then use the stockings to cover her mouth and nose to muffle her voice.

Hetia nearly fainted. She hadn't changed her clothes or cleaned herself for three days! The journey had been bumpy and filled with fighting, and although her clothes had been washed with rose-infused detergent, the smell of her sweat now overpowered the fragrance of roses…

Rather, the combination of the two flavors created an intense, brain-stimulating odor that nearly drove her crazy.

"If you don't want to, then you'd better hold back your screams, otherwise I won't be responsible if someone finds out~"

With a wicked grin, Liu Xia imbued his hand with a trace of battle aura and struck Hetia's beautiful flesh hard. Her fair skin first lost its color and became even whiter, then gradually turned into a peach-pink color.

"Ugh!! Ugh—" A piercing pain shot through her nerves, and Hetia couldn't help but scream. She quickly stuffed a crumpled pantyhose into her mouth and bit down hard...

The stockings, freshly removed from her thick armored boots, still faintly steamed in the cold air, were bitten tightly into Hetia's mouth by tears in her eyes. The pungent scent of her toes filled her nostrils, wildly churning her mind and reason.

I dare not defy this little devil anymore... hiss... I dare not defy my master anymore!!!

Chapter 23 Submission

This was destined to be an unforgettable night, both for Hetia and for the white-haired nun who was peeking from afar…

"Those two people, could they be Lady Hetia, the lord's wife, and her servant, Mr. Ryūsha...? Are they in that kind of relationship?!"

Luminova couldn't help but focus her holy energy on her eyes, wanting to see more clearly.

She was standing directly in front of Hetia, and Luminova could only see that Ryusha seemed to be sitting on a bench behind Hetia, playing a chaotic and dull nocturne in a relaxed and carefree manner, like beating a hand drum.

The carefree, rebellious girl persona she had during the day was gone. Luminova's eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape, and her face flushed red.

To be honest, nuns are not as pure and shy as the public imagines.

Although Luminova didn't know much, she had heard many taboo stories from other young nuns while she was in the church college full of nuns.

Moreover, the strict system in church colleges was often accompanied by cruel punishments and a repressive environment. Although Luminova, as a carefree "key talent," had never been to a place like the disciplinary room, she had heard that the nuns there sometimes went beyond what the goddess allowed in disciplining young nuns.

Some nuns even become obsessed with that feeling, deliberately breaking the precepts and accepting 'punishment and atonement', but the tone they utter during the ordination never does justice to the words 'Goddess! Forgive my sins!'

This strange phenomenon sometimes even spreads to the nuns' senior and junior classmates...

"Ugh! Two hundred and seventy-six... Ugh! Two hundred and seventy-eight..."

"You miscounted. Do you want to start over?"

"I was wrong! Please, please!"

"Looks like you haven't properly reflected on your mistakes."

"I was wrong! I'll never make the same mistake again, never again..."

Hetia bit her pantyhose, making indistinct sounds that Luminova interpreted as an act of 'atonement'...

"Ha...haha~ It seems the lord is also trying to be someone who doesn't make mistakes~ And Ryuka is enthusiastically helping her act as the punisher of atonement...The goddess's teachings have truly reached the common people...Congratulations, congratulations..."

Luminova muttered to herself, trying to convince herself that if this wasn't a form of atonement, then it was something very strange!

It's that strange thing that seeing it is equivalent to breaking a precept!

A strange mix of excitement and transgression surged within Luminova, accompanied by a warm current coursing through her body. This unfamiliar sensation both captivated and unsettled her. She quickly turned away, stiffly and stealthily taking steps to leave…

"Hmm~ I'll find a place to use the restroom... then go back to sleep..."

Luminova could hardly close her eyes, her lips pressed tightly together, and she quietly slipped away, one step, two steps...

"Wouldn't it be alright to take another look? It's a legitimate act of atonement after all... It wouldn't be good if they didn't control their strength and hurt someone! That's when a nun needs to be there! Yes! I am a nun!"

Luminova's mind was in complete disarray; she had completely forgotten that she was a battle nun and had no knowledge of healing.

"Just a little longer... just a little longer..."

The white-haired nun crouched down behind the tree, but instead of spreading her legs wide apart as before, she couldn't help but press them tightly together...

Hetia didn't know how much time had passed. The burning pain in her buttocks was almost unbearable. Her nasal cavity and brain were filled with her own strong body odor, and the pressure in her abdomen was slowly turning from a dull ache into a sharp pain...

Each time Liuxia's hand landed, it sent shivers of flesh rippling through her body. This vibration urged her buttocks to squeeze the wooden plug in the middle, which in turn bumped against the fluid inside her body, which in turn pressed against her intestines and organs...

"501... Ugh! 502... I can't take it anymore, please, ugh! 503... Please, Master, ah! 504... I can't hold back anymore..."

Hetia's thighs were tense, the soft fat outside the muscles trembled, her toes curled to the limit, and her calves and insteps thrashed and slapped the ground like fish leaping onto the shore.

"Who couldn't hold back?" Liu Xia gently stroked the red mark on Hetia's buttocks, pinching a small piece of flesh with her fingernail as she asked.

"……sow……"

"Who?"

"Sow! Slave sow Hetia Tartu can't take it anymore! Please, master! Ahh..."

Hetia finally couldn't hold back any longer, and her last line of defense, both psychological and physical, was breached. She cried out in a sob.

[Slave Loyalty +10] Mei Ne Yong Wo Lin Lin Kong Ni Lin Zai Zai Mei Ne...

As the information entered her mind, Ryuka revealed a surprised yet triumphant smile. Finally, Hetia's heart began to change.

Ignoring the skill interface Hetia had provided for the moment, Ryuka decided to enjoy the present. He scooped Hetia up by the knees, lifted her from behind, and carried her to an open space.

"There are still five hundred slaps to go. If you stop here, the number will increase tenfold later. But you can pay them back in installments every day after that. How about it? Want to be released?"

"There are still five hundred slaps to go. If you stop here, the number will increase tenfold later. But you can pay them back in installments every day after that. How about it? Want to be released?"

Ryusha used his arm to hold Hetia's soft legs, one hand stroking and pressing her swollen belly, a terrifyingly seductive smile playing on his lips.

"H-How could this be..."

Hetia sobbed, "Five hundred times multiplied by ten, that's five thousand times..."

"So, do I have to endure it until the end? If I repay later, I won't have to give you a full stomach-sucking meal at the same time~ This is a special favor I'm doing you a favor for... Aren't you going to thank Master?"

Ryusha deliberately slowed down her speech while gently pressing Hetia's lower abdomen.

"Thank you, Master..."

Loyalty +1

"Okay, spray it out now~"

"Master... the plug... ah... the plug..." Hetia's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out because of the pain.

"Just squeeze it out yourself; it's much smaller than what you need to hold later."

"Why...why is this happening...I can't get any strength in me..."

"You are allowed to use your battle aura~"

Ryusha's words were like a pardon; Hetia immediately channeled her battle aura into her muscles. She never dreamed that the bloodline battle aura she had painstakingly trained would one day be used in such a way...

However, a strong hand pressed down on the stopper, forcibly pushing her fighting spirit back into her intestines. This chaotic stimulation almost made her eyes roll back.

"You haven't even said thank you, Master~ You don't know any manners at all, so I'll just let you keep stuffing me in all night~"

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master! Ahhh!!!"

Hetia screamed wildly, but she kept all her shouts in a low voice, afraid that the distant camp would hear. The rapid, low growls squeezed out of her throat were particularly stimulating.

"Alright~ Go ahead and spray me, you lowly 'Jet Rider'~"

With a pop, like a cork being removed from a wine bottle, an unprecedented sense of release and the friction from the water shot from Hetia's tailbone straight to her brain, accompanied by a powerful jet of hot fluid.

"Mmm~~~~" She no longer cared about the smell of the pantyhose in her hands. With the last bit of her sanity, she desperately covered her mouth, biting down on the sweat-soaked black fabric. Her toes were raised high, her body trembled, and her eyes rolled back...

But her punishment tonight is far from over.

Chapter 24 'Unexpected'

In the shadows of the woods, Luminova's eyes began to glaze over, and her teeth chattered uncontrollably.

This...this...this isn't right, is it?

"This is so strange! We have to stop them... But, this seems to be their private matter, doesn't it? The lady of the lord doesn't seem to be against it..."

What should I do?! Goddess! Why did you make me see this?! Is this a trial for me?

Luminova felt hot all over, her heart was pounding faster than usual, and the contraction and expansion of her lower abdomen made her need to go to the toilet even more urgent.

A cold wind blew between her legs, and the damp chill made her shiver.