I Was Just Enjoying the Discipline - Chapter 14 🔞

The smile that had lent his features an almost uncharacteristic gentleness for a demon slowly faded away.

“No matter how much you beg, I will never be the one to put my hand between your legs. So give up.”

“…….”

“The fact that you honestly believed I’d take pity on the human who put Lord Yudel in such a difficult position is almost amusing. Has it never occurred to you that the more desperately you plead, the more I might want to torment you with pain, grief, despair, and pleasure?”

“Ah…”

His cold words sent a shiver racing down Sophia’s spine. Her body trembled. Her heart pounded as though it would burst from her chest. Her mouth had gone completely dry.

Yet between her thighs, warmth continued to gather.

Returning to his usual gentle expression, Cain uncorked the small glass bottle. A rich, sweet fragrance reminiscent of chocolate slowly spread through the bleak interrogation room. It was sweet enough to melt even the hardest resolve.

But Sophia knew all too well how viciously the substance inside that tiny bottle tormented people. Without realizing it, she swallowed hard.

“Today, I’ll make a special exception. I’ll use the finest brush I have to heighten the sensitivity of every last spot.”

At some point, a slender brush had appeared in Cain’s hand. In the dimly lit room, it gleamed with the sharpness of a honed blade.

The color drained from Sophia’s face.

“Fortunately, the special aphrodisiac I brought today is far more potent than yesterday’s, and its effects last much longer. I’m sure Lord Yudel will be delighted to learn he’ll be able to extract even more energy from you.”

With a smile that looked genuinely pleased, Cain took a seat directly opposite Sophia. His face settled precisely between her spread thighs, right in the center.

The sight was enough to send a chill through the pit of her stomach. Even so, the swollen flesh between her legs continued to pulse, already aroused by the terrible suffering to come.

“Now, stay still. I need to spread it on in a thin, even layer.”

With practiced efficiency, he pressed a hand against Sophia’s thigh to hold it firmly in place. Then, with graceful precision, he dipped the fine, slender brush into the concoction, coating the bristles with just the right amount before immediately slipping it inside her.

“Hngh…!”

As the long object entered the place that had desperately longed to be filled for the past three days, a rush of excitement surged through her, drawing a helpless moan from between her lips. Her hips writhed as if they might lift off the chair.

“I told you to stay still. If you keep clamping down on the brush like this, I won’t be able to apply it properly to the inner walls.”

“Y-you keep moving it around… ngh… ah…”

“Before you insist this is all my fault, perhaps you should do something about the way your body refuses to let go of the brush the moment it goes in.”

A faintly mocking smile tugged at Cain’s lips. The look in his golden eyes carried the same cold amusement as he gazed down at her, openly ridiculing the contradiction between the protests coming from her mouth and the reaction of her body below.

Then, as if to drive the point home, he slowly stirred the thin brush standing upright inside her.

“Ahhn…! Hah… ah… ngh…!”

As the soft bristles brushed against the maddeningly itchy inner walls, pleasure surged through her. Her entire body convulsed, and wet, squelching sounds echoed from between her legs. She could feel the fluid pouring from her, running down over her perineum and soaking the chair beneath her.

“This won’t do. Even something as thin and delicate as this, and you’re clinging to it as though you’ve been starved for three days. At this rate, I’ll never finish applying the potion.”

“Hah… ah… ngh… I-I’ll stay… still… properly… sob… s-so please… stop… ahh…!”

Desperate to avoid being brushed forever, Sophia frantically tried not to react. Yet the pressure against her pxssy sent another wave of pleasure coursing through her. Even a brush no thicker than her little finger, gliding through her sensitive flesh, was enough to make her body respond.

“My, my. How pitiful. To think your lower lips would cherish such a trivial little thing, holding onto it so dearly.”

“Hah… ngh…”

“But I have plenty of work to do as well. I can’t spend all day here.”

With that, Cain withdrew the brush from inside her in one swift motion. The slender bristles emerged drenched in the slickness they had stirred up.

Sophia slumped against the chair, breathing hard, still lost in the lingering aftershocks of pleasure. Looking down at her, Cain spoke in a firm, almost commanding tone.

“From this moment on, keep yourself still. And stop dripping everywhere. The instant you get excited and tighten around—”

Without warning, the hand that had been holding her thigh in place swung sharply and smacked the inside of it.

“Ahh…!”

The sharp sting against the tender skin jolted Sophia back to her senses. He had clearly held back enough that the blow wasn’t unbearable, but it still hurt. Had she not been tied securely to the chair, she would have instinctively curled in on herself.

Looking down at Sophia’s contorted face, Cain smiled pleasantly.

“This is how you’ll be punished. Unless you want your thighs bruised black and blue, you’d be wise to stop reacting and simply keep yourself open.”

“…”

“And stop making such a mess. You’re getting everything soaked. You’ll ruin the brush.”

Still wearing that bright, refreshing smile, Cain scolded her as though it were the most ordinary thing in the world. Then he dipped the tip of the brush into the potion once more.

Bringing it close, he said:

“Now… open up.”

The casual tone, as though he were feeding a spoonful of food to a child, while directing it toward the most intimate part of her body, sent an uncontrollable flush spreading across Sophia’s face. Crushing humiliation and searing heat washed over her at the same time.

‘This is truly a cruel, depraved form of discipline…’