You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

"Next, it's time for punishment."

Silo licked his lips, reached out and placed his hand on Elena's small head, stroking her silky smooth, dark purple hair, and said with a smile, "Come on, take out the torture instruments."

Although Elena knew quite a bit about matters between men and women, she didn't immediately grasp what Shiloh meant.

It wasn't until he took her small hand and placed it in the package containing the torture device that she suddenly realized what kind of "punishment" she was about to receive.

Seeing the disgust and resistance in Elena's eyes, Shiloh stroked her hair and chuckled, asking, "What, don't you want revenge anymore?"

These words made Elena's delicate body tremble. She then frowned and looked at Shilo in confusion, asking, "What do you mean?"

Shiloh gently lifted Elena's smooth chin, admiring the defiant look on her face, and said, "Actually, I also have some dislike for the Bull family, but after all, their attitude as dogs is quite sincere, so I don't have a strong desire to destroy them."

This is a lie. In Shiloh's heart, no one can sleep soundly beside him, and the destruction of the Bull family is inevitable.

but--

"But when I saw you, my thoughts changed a little."

Sylvanas stroked Elena's lips, her eyes filled with a smile she couldn't decipher.

The secret that he had kept hidden for many years seemed transparent to Shiloh.

Therefore, in Elena's view, the "saw" he mentioned definitely did not refer to the dinner party just now.

But, even earlier...

Elena couldn't understand why the other party, a top noble from the capital, would set their sights on a noblewoman from such a small territory as herself.

This unknown was even more terrifying to Elena than the power that Shiloh had displayed.

Could it be that he really is attracted to my looks...?

Although it sounds very strange, after all, Shiloh had that angelic-looking maid by his side.

However, upon closer examination, it does make sense.

Just as many nobles have a hobby of collecting valuable items, perhaps Shiloh's hobby is collecting beautiful women from all over the world that he finds attractive.

Elena, feeling like she had become a "collectible," turned pale, but a glimmer of hope welled up in her heart.

"Please... please, Master, help me take revenge!"

Elena knelt down again, this time with a much more resolute tone.

Although Elena preferred to carry out her revenge against the Bull family herself rather than have someone else help her.

But now that things have come to this, they've already become Shiloh's slaves. If they don't show such a submissive attitude, then he'll probably have to take back the bait he threw out—the bait of wanting to help them destroy the Bull family.

Therefore, giving in at this moment is simply the best decision Elena has made out of desperation.

Looking at Elena kneeling respectfully, Shiro smiled and cupped the girl's smooth, white face in his hands. Then, gazing into her purple eyes, he said, "This is my good Elena. It's because of you that I want to destroy the Bull family."

"It's just that I lack a sense of security. I need to form a strong bond between you and me so that I won't worry that you'll abandon me and leave after it's all over. So, the slave contract is the only way I can help you, understand?"

Elena stared blankly at the serious-looking Shiro, finding it hard to reconcile the man before with the wicked fellow he had been.

So you're actually a pretty nice person... wait a minute!

Elena's eyes narrowed, and she secretly clenched her hands into a fist.

Even without him, I've already collected enough evidence of the Bull family's crimes; all I have to do now is send it to the capital.

But isn't this guy the one who started all the trouble I'm in right now?!

Elena tried her best to maintain a polite smile, but veins were silently bulging on her forehead.

The helpful Shiro wants to rescue Elena from the mud and fulfill her desire for revenge.

As for why you're stuck in the mud, don't ask.

Endure... Force yourself to endure...

Elena took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, then put on a professional smile on her cool face and said, "I understand... Master."

Shiloh nodded in satisfaction and then said, "Then let's continue. If you don't do it well, there will be a punishment, okay?"

Elena bit her lower lip, a troubled look on her face, and said, "I...I don't have any relevant experience, so..."

"Of course I know you don't have relevant experience, otherwise I wouldn't have called you here. But you should have read some basic information, right?"

Seeing Elena's still somewhat conflicted expression, Shiloh placed his hand on her head and rubbed it gently, saying, "I will also teach you. This time, your performance will mainly depend on whether you take it seriously and whether you listen to what I'm saying."

Upon hearing this, Elena thought that she couldn't escape this fate after all, so she nodded stiffly, kept a cold expression, and tried her best not to touch anything strange as she opened the packaging of the torture device.

call--

A foul gust of wind suddenly swept through the windless bedroom. Elena's eyes widened, and her plump thighs, which were kneeling on the ground, suddenly went limp, causing her buttocks to slump onto her heels.

Huge, magnificent, majestic...

Elena didn't know what words to use to describe the shadow that stretched across her entire face. She only knew that her life might really be ruined by Shiloh...

Chapter 24 How Butter Is Squeezed Out

"What, are you stunned?"

Shiloh looked down into Elena's purple eyes, which were filled with shock, horror, and shyness, and smiled.

Elena was resentful of the arrogant attitude, but whenever she tried to regain her previous composure, the instruments of torture in front of her would sway slightly, gently shattering the thin sliver of courage she had managed to muster.

Elena, having some medical knowledge, was well aware of the horror of this torture device, which far exceeded the level of composure expected of an ordinary individual.

Elena's throat bobbed slightly, her face pale, but sensing Shiro's increasingly impatient gaze, she knew there was no way out. So she mustered her courage and tentatively reached out her small hand to hold his in her palm.

"Um, what should I do next?"

Just by holding it, Elena felt an astonishing heat seep through the luxurious fabric of the dress gloves into her palms, as if it were burning her soft skin.

It's hard to imagine that Shiloh, who has the appearance of a handsome young man, possesses torture instruments that are just as vicious and terrifying as his nature.

Well, in that respect, this guy can be considered "consistent inside and out".

Elena tried her best not to look at the torture instruments, instead looking past them to meet Shilo's gaze behind her, attempting to ease her inner tension.

In response to Elena's question, Shiloh thought for a moment, then held up one finger and smiled, "Have you ever seen how pastry shops squeeze cream?"

"Eh?"

Elena's eyes widened in surprise, then she began to recall.

As far as she knows, when making cream puffs, filled pastries, and other similar desserts, the cream is usually put in a piping bag, and then squeezed out through a strainer by piercing the pastry or directly on top of it.

Listening to Elena's description, Shiloh nodded and then said, "Based on this, using the action of pounding medicine as the main component on the filter tube should be sufficient."

Upon hearing this, Elena blinked, then, suppressing her discomfort, forced herself to look at the structure of the torture device.

It must be said that, guided by Shiloh's analogy, Elena quickly understood the corresponding parts of the piping bag and the filter tube.

Surprised by Shiloh's "teaching" efficiency, Elena felt a surge of shame. Biting her delicate lips, she felt utterly contemptuous.

Although the color is similar, but... but that's not cream!

Don't compare food to something so filthy!

Despite inwardly cursing, Elena obediently got to work.

Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes passed, and there was still no other reaction, while Elena's wrist was starting to ache.

"If it continues, I don't really mind."

Before anyone knew it, Shiloh had grabbed a cushion and placed it behind him, lounging lazily in a half-reclined position, enjoying Elena's service.

When Elena realized that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make fresh cream, her pretty face flushed and showed a deep sense of frustration.

Gritting her teeth in resentment, Elena felt Shiro's teasing gaze and understood what he was thinking.

Despite having signed a slave contract, Elena was well aware of Shiloh's greed.

He didn't just want her body; he wanted to possess her heart as well!

Although she knew his intentions, and Elena herself had a very strong will to resist, in this situation, she had no choice but to give in...

This is just a temporary measure, because I had no choice in the matter; it's definitely not a sign that I've lost...

Elena mentally prepared herself, finally taking a deep breath. Her cool expression melted instantly, her pink lips slightly pouting. She clasped her hands together as if holding a sacred artifact to communicate with the gods, pleading with Sirlo, "Master, I am foolish, please teach me more knowledge!"

Seeing Elena, who was clearly humiliated, still putting on a pitiful and coquettish act to beg him, Shiloh's smile widened even further.

"The filter tube along with the piping bag has a power pump. If the stimulation isn't enough, why not add some lubricant?"

As Elena stared blankly, Shiloh pressed his thumb against her lips, his eyes conveying a clear message.

Elena's purple eyes widened slowly, and she exclaimed, "This...how can this be—?!"

Elena regretted it as soon as she exclaimed.

Xi Luo's smiling expression suddenly turned into a cold sneer, and the gesture of gently stroking her lips turned into kneading her delicate face.

"What? You dare to complain?"

Hearing the undisguised coldness in Xi Luo's tone, Elena's pretty face immediately showed a hint of fear, and she bowed slightly and said, "Master, you misunderstand. It's just that I have never been exposed to this kind of knowledge before, so, so I was a little surprised... Please forgive me, Master!"

After she finished speaking, Elena bowed her head and waited for Shiloh's response, as if she were a sinner awaiting final judgment.

Above, out of her sight, the coldness on Shiloh's face had vanished, replaced by an unfathomable depth.

In fact, all of Shiloh's emotional expressions just now were just a pretense to scare Elena.

Interestingly, despite his continuous emotional manipulation, Elena didn't lose her rhythm... On the contrary, she caught up with his rhythm and acted along with him.

This woman is actually quite interesting.

Seeing Elena trembling slightly as she feigned fear, Shiloh smiled slightly, not fooled by her act.

Her quick reaction, immediately after "offending" herself, revealed something: she said, "I've never been involved in this before."

Through our interactions from the beginning until now, Elena has begun to understand her preferences.

"Elena, has anyone ever told you that you are like a rose?"

Silo brushed Elena's hair aside, smiled, and asked softly.

The abrupt and nonsensical response made Elena, who was bowing her head, stiffen and furrow her brows.

Rose?

What does it mean?

Elena didn't believe that Shiloh would say anything meaningless; there must be something he wanted to say.

Besides its beautiful appearance and fragrant scent, the rose has another characteristic: it has thorns.

"Reporting to my master, no... but I am very happy to receive your praise..."

Elena raised her rosy cheeks, revealing a breathtakingly charming smile, and before Silo could speak, she kissed him as if she couldn't control herself.

"Mmm... Chu. Master... likes it..."

Elena's eyes were misty, but a sense of horror stirred within her.

Chapter 25 Irina, the unfaithful person

Did he notice something?

The thought lingered in Elena's mind, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

It wasn't that she was overthinking it, but what Xi Luo said really sounded like a subtle warning.

If Elena didn't show compliance at this moment, she didn't know what kind of punishment she would receive.

Before she could ascertain more information about the other party, Elena thought it best to try and cultivate a submissive, slave-like persona...

咕啾

The soothing sound of water became the only melody in the room, seemingly casting a dreamy pink hue over the air.

In addition, under the influence of Shiloh's large hand pressing on the back of Elena's head, a loud, moist sound would occasionally rang out, followed by several suppressed soft coughs in her throat.

Under Shiro's tutelage, Elena's brain and body were forced to memorize obscene knowledge, while she also learned more techniques on her own.

Not limited to kissing and sucking, a series of advanced skills such as entwining, wrapping, and throating were used on Xi Luo in turn, leaving him with a few more messy wet marks.

Finally, after Elena's efforts for ten minutes, the savory cream gushed out of the filter, making Elena's cheeks puff up.

"Don't spit it out! This is cream that Elena painstakingly squeezed out. As a first-time memento, you can't not taste it."

Elena savored the tart taste filling her mouth, each breath seemingly adding to the aura of Shiro, causing a vibrant blush to gradually rise to her delicate earlobes.