Fuck! What Do You Mean I Have To Tame Them To Survive!?

Looking down at the crying girl, Yusuke didn't feel the slightest bit of pity. Back then, he had also begged her to release him, and he even promised to be only with her wholeheartedly, but she didn't listen to his plea.

On the contrary, he felt as if every cell of his body was rejuvenating, 'This feeling is so fucking refreshing!'

"Sob... Sob... Please, Yu-kun... Master... Give me a chance. I won't ever do something stupid again!" Murayama's sobbing grew louder as she tugged frantically at the hem of his towel while kissing his toes. Yusuke had to grab the towel to keep it from falling.

"How pathetic," Yusuke said with a disgusted tone. "Seeing how desperate and pitiful you are, I'll give you another chance."

Now that he had dealt her a good emotional beating, it was time to make her understand her place.

"Really?" Murayama felt as if a light had once again illuminated her dark world. She lifted her head and stared at him with her obsessive eyes, as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard.

"You said you would do anything, right?" Yusuke looked down at her and asked. "You won't make a fuss if another woman is close to me, or if I look for another woman, right?"

"No! Yu-kun is mine! I'll kill any bitches that get close to you!" Murayama's expression became ruthless as she shook her head furiously. She wanted Yusuke to be hers and only hers! If any wild slut tried to get close to him, she'd murder that bitch!

"Hopeless bitch!" Yusuke snapped as he kicked her away from him. "Since when did I become something you own? Get out of my sight before I throw you out!"

"I'm stupid for even giving you another chance, expecting you to learn your lesson."

"Ehh?!" Murayama fell to the wooden floor, still stunned. At first, she couldn't understand what angered him. A few seconds later, she finally realized... it was because she had once again treated him like her exclusive possession.

She had just promised to be his thing, his pet, his dog, but when she heard him say he wanted to be with other women, fury and anger blurred what she truly thought deep down.

'Yu-kun wants other women. He isn't satisfied with having only me... What should I do? What should I do?' Just thinking about him flirting with other sluts made her feel nauseous and sick. She had the urge to vomit. But if she refused to accept this, she would lose him completely. He said he wanted to leave this country and never see her again!

As she thought about the possibility of never seeing him again, coldness enveloped her once more. Her heart felt like it was being cut into tiny pieces by a poisonous dagger.

Between sharing him with other women and losing him completely, Murayama suppressed her extreme disgust and murderous intent toward the unknown future sluts she imagined in her mind. Once again, she crawled to Yusuke. She raised her head, her obsessively vacant eyes locking with his. Tears and snot rolled down her face as she parted her lips and, with great difficulty, said, "Yu-kun… Master! Please don't leave me. I'll do anything, even if you want to have other sluts… women, I won't stop you."

Ding!

[Murayama's submission value had reached 61. Her submission status had changed to Dependent!]

'Success!' Yusuke mentally threw a fist in the air. He finally pushed this bitch's submission to the level of Dependent. The rest would be easier from now on. After all, going from 61 to 70 was a quantitative progress, unlike going from 60 to 61, which was a difficult threshold to cross.

"See, it wasn't a difficult choice, right?" His cold expression softened. He smiled and patted her head, gently caressing her silky hair.

"Master… Master's touch~" Murayama closed her eyes, her expression melting. With his gentle touch, all her panic, fear, anger, and sadness slowly vanished. A blissful smile spread across her teary face.

"Get up," Yusuke pulled her up and guided her to the sofa, having her sit down. He grabbed a tissue from the table and wiped her face. "You're already old. How can you cry like a kid? There's even snot." While cleaning her face, he scolded her as if he weren't the reason she had been crying so desperately.

'Why does this feeling feel so familiar?' He suddenly recalled a scene from his previous life. It was a time when one of his exes screwed him over, then blamed him for it and later forgave him. Only afterward did he learn that what she did was called gaslighting. Now, he felt like he was the ex-girlfriend, gaslighting the girl in front of him.

"Sniff… sniff… sorry, Master," Murayama sniffed, blinking her teary, red eyes. She felt ashamed for troubling Yusuke with her immature emotional outburst.

"It's alright. You're my pet, and it's my job as your master to take care of you, right?" After cleaning her face completely, Yusuke pinched her cheek lightly and said with a smile.

"Hehehe, I am Master's most obedient dog." The emotionally broken girl nodded foolishly and broke into giggles. The contrast between Yusuke's harsh, cold treatment and his gentleness now made her feel as if she were in a beautiful dream.

"Yes, you are my dog, a very cute dog," Yusuke said as he caressed her face. Then he moved his face closer, his breath brushing softly against her skin. Murayama's heartbeat quickened, and she closed her eyes, anticipating him.

Soon, she felt his lips touch hers.

Murayama's heart exploded inside her chest. Her whole body shuddered as warmth flooded from her face down to her toes. His lips were not soft or gentle. They were hungry, deep, claiming her entirely.

"Mmm~" She let out a muffled moan, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pressed closer, like she wanted to melt into him and disappear inside his warmth forever.

Their tongues tangled in a frantic mess, wet and loud. She didn't care how sloppy it was, didn't care that the sounds echoing in the room were obscene. Saliva trailed down her chin, their breathing mixed, her lips bruised and aching, but she wanted more. She needed more.

She twisted her hips on the sofa, moving closer to him. Climbing into his lap, she sat on top of his right knee and began grinding her flooded pussy against it.

He was kissing her. Her Yu-kun. Her master!

"Mmmm." As she ground her body against his, using his knee as a masturbation tool, Murayama began to tremble. She climaxed again, love juice flooding down and splashing against his knee.

The mental and physical orgasm made her mind go blank, and her whole body trembled in pure, blissful ecstasy.

Even though she felt her body become very relaxed and light, she didn't try to let go of him. Her arms remained curled around his neck as she clung to him frantically. This wasn't just a kiss, it was salvation! Her salvation!

His tongue slid against hers again and again, and she welcomed it greedily, whimpering in pleasure as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes.

If this were a dream, she never wanted to wake up.

After more than five minutes, Yusuke finally pulled back from the deep kiss. He patted her cheek, pressed his forehead against hers, and asked, "Did it feel good?"

"Mmm~ Master's kiss is so incredibly good~ It was so good I felt like I was dying~" Murayama narrowed her eyes like a satisfied puppy and replied in a soft voice.

Yusuke retracted his hand and stood up. He then pulled down his towel, revealing his hard cock under Murayama's astonished and excited eyes. "Suck it."

"Oh my... So big~!" Murayama covered her mouth with her hands as she exclaimed in surprise. It was much bigger than she had seen it last time. But when she heard his order, her face turned red from excitement. Her hand hesitantly moved close to his stiff tool and she asked, "Suck it? I am allowed to suck Master's thing?"

After what happened earlier, she became very cautious about what she was doing.

He curled a finger under the beautiful girl's chin and slowly raised her head to meet his gaze. He stared straight into her eyes and spoke in a slow, languid voice, "It is your duty to pleasure your master."

Murayama's breathing stopped for a moment. She clumsily crawled closer, her eyes wide and glowing with yandere obsession.

"M-Master…" Her lips hovered near his cock, hesitant and unsure. She'd never done this before. She had only masturbated on his dick using the pictures and videos she had of him. "P-Please… tell me what to do… I want to make you feel good…"

Yusuke looked down, half amused and half aroused by her nervousness. "Relax, Murayama," he said in a calm voice. "Just start slow. Kiss it first, don't rush." His hand rested lightly on her head, guiding her.

She nodded eagerly, her lips touching the tip, tentative and shaky. Her kisses were sloppy and wet, a mix of devotion and inexperience that left a trail of saliva. She licked experimentally, her tongue flicking awkwardly as she tasted his meat like it was a sacred object. "L-like this, Master?" she mumbled, her eyes darting up, desperate for approval.

"Yeah, that's it," Yusuke groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair. "Now wrap your lips around it. Be gentle, do not touch it with your teeth, and suck it slowly."

Murayama hummed, her cheeks flushing as she obeyed, taking just the head between her lips. She sucked hesitantly, her inexperience obvious. Her teeth scraped his tool lightly, her pace uneven, and her eyes stayed fixed on his, glowing with devoted worship.

The feeling of pleasuring the person she loved was making her extremely sensitive and horny. Even though she was just sucking his cock, her pussy was gushing with more love juice than when she masturbated alone. As she serviced him, her hand moved as if it had a mind of its own, slipping between her thighs to tease her clit.

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