Isaac took Emily to his room.
He took a bath first and then sent her to take one.
While she was bathing, he used Perception Lock Disrupt skill on her. The skill made her ignore Isaac’s existence and everything he did directly.
As soon as that was done, he used the skill Mirror-Eclipse Prison to pull Emily into a Mirror Dinsion with him.
Now, both of them were in a mirror dinsion and Emily was unaware of it.
Isaac stopped using Perception Lock Disrupt, and began to wait for Emily to finish bathing.
At that mont, he sensed Celia wanting to enter the mirror world too.
’...?’
’Why is she trying to enter it?’
Isaac didn’t think much of it, and allowed her entry. Celia appeared in her own room.
Before Isaac could pay more attention to her, Emily ca out of the bathroom. She was leaning her head to the side while wiping out her hair.
Cold air emanated from her body along with a crisp floral scent.
"Isaac, I’m done," she spoke in an enchanting voice.
A faint blush was covering her face.
Isaac watched her with interest while he sat on the bed.
A smile appeared on his face, and he said, "From now on, you will do everything I say without asking questions, okay?"
"What does that an—"
"You will do everything I say without asking questions, okay?"
Emily blinked, surprised by being cut off, but she nodded in the end.
Maintaining his smile, Isaac instructed. "Now, remove your clothes, Emily."
Emily nodded and removed her clothes.
Her fair skin was revealed. Her milky white skin, moderate and shapely bosoms, and slender but mature physique was out in the open.
She was about to approach him when suddenly, she noticed him frowning.
His eyes seed to be telling her to stay where she was.
So she did.
As she remained motionless, Isaac smiled again, since she had followed his words. Then, his eyes began to move over her body, as if evaluating her.
The blush on Emily’s face intensified.
She had been naked in front of him several tis, but this was the first ti she saw a gaze like that.
Like he was evaluating her body.
His eyes moved from her slender neck, to her pink nipples, to her curvy waist, to her slender ankles.
Unconsciously, Emily’s hands moved. One covered her chest, while the other covered the region between her legs.
"Is-Isaac, what are you doing?" she asked timidly.
He was looking at her as if he was evaluating an object. The strange thought caused heat to pool in her lower abdon.
Isaac’s smile grew bigger, as if he noticed her inner feelings.
"I’m just appreciating your beauty," he said. "Now, co closer."
Emily took a step when Isaac stopped her.
He spoke, "Crawl."
"...what?"
"Co to while crawling."
"W-Why?"
Despite the protest, Emily lowered her knees. She got on all fours, and crawled towards him.
Crawling emphasized submission, making the target feel vulnerable and heightening arousal through humiliation play. That was why Isaac asked for it.
Each step made Emily flush with sha and excitent. Her breathing grew shallow.
She had seen such plays in the books Alice had and predicting what was about to co, Emily’s excitent was increasing rapidly.
Still, on the outside, her face was bright red to the point where one would think she was about to die from embarrassnt.
As she reached the bed’s edge, she looked up at Isaac.
"I-I did what you ordered," she said, as if asking for praise while eting his gaze timidly.
"Good job," Isaac said patting her head. He caressed her cheek and spoke, "You asked why I told you to crawl right?"
Emily nodded.
He took an object out from his spatial ring—one that he had specially ordered in secret—and locked it around Emily’s neck with a click.
A collar.
"Because today you are going to be my pet and follow my orders. That’s your reward."
Emily froze.
She raised her trembling hand, and touched the choker on her neck.
Her eyes followed the leash that Isaac was holding.
"Is-Isaac, what are you— kyaa!"
Isaac pulled the leash roughly towards his face, causing her to be pulled towards him. "Master. Call master, Emily."
"...."
"Emily."
"Th-This is bit too much..."
She spoke while squeezing her eyes shut. Tears had gathered at the corner of her eyes, as if by pulling the leash roughly, he had caused her pain.
Just seeing her external reaction until now, one would think Isaac was torturing Emily.
But...
[Status: Excited. She never felt this level of excitent. Wants more stimulation.]
...the princess of Netherworld wanted to be treated more harshly.
And this stumped Isaac.
What more was he supposed to do? He was a noob at S&M play. He had checked a few videos recently in secret, hoping to learn sothing.
All he saw were things like spanking, choking, and master-pet play with leash. He had long done spanking and choking, and today he did master-pet play with leash.
In BDSM, pet play involved role-playing as an animal, allowing the sub to escape human norms and embrace total obedience, which could intensify emotional and physical sensations.
He had thought it would be enough. But...
’She wants more stimulation?’
’What more am I supposed to do?’
Staring at Emily’s flush expression, and trembling body, he knew he needed to do sothing more.
’Wait... what if I...’
A bold and terrifying idea ca to him, one that even made him ashad.
He made up his mind and stood up.
"Is-Isaac, what are you doing?" Emily asked, seeing him stand,
"I’m going to walk my pet. Isn’t that what all owners do?" he spoke with a smile.
Emily flinched.
She quickly shook her head.
"N-No. We can’t—"
"Pets don’t talk Emily."
He pulled her leash with a cold expression, cutting her words off.
Leash pulling reinforced the control, providing a physical reminder of Isaac’s authority and triggering endorphin release in her.
"So..." he spoke after she had quieted down. "Let’s go on a walk."
"..."
"Okay?"
Emily remained silent, then finally nodded after a long while.
The air in the room was thick with sothing hot.
Isaac pulled her towards the door with the leash.
With each step, Emily’s heart hamred louder.
Her resistance increased as she tried to stop, and tears began to pool at the corner of her eyes.
She looked pitiful, ready to cry, knowing Isaac planned to make her walk outside in the corridor while she was naked and being treated like a pet.
Isaac’s heart stirred at her reaction.
He wondered if he should stop, and checked her status.
[Status: Excited. Ashad that she is liking this treatnt. Wants more stimulation.]
’...More?’
’You want more?’
Isaac didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
He gently opened the door and pulled Emily outside.
The naked woman, one whose beauty transcended ti, walked on all fours with her head down.
Each step made her tremble.
Her slender physique was beautiful even in that state.
Walking soone as high and mighty, soone who could destroy a Monster Tribe alone, with a leash made strange sensations stir in Isaac’s heart.
His breathing grew rougher, and his throat beca dry.
He really felt as if he was her master, and she was his pet.
The duo walked through the upper floor and reached the stairs.
Emily timidly turned her head back towards him, but seeing Isaac silent, she could only walk down the stairs on all fours.
Isaac’s gaze moved towards the wetness between her legs as she crawled in front of him.
The duo reached the ground floor.
The master and pet walked in silence.
Finally, they reached the door.
Isaac’s hand stretched towards the knob, but before he could open it, Emily pulled back, causing him to be pulled back through the leash he was holding.
He turned to look at her and saw her vehently shaking her head.
Even now, she didn’t speak, since Isaac had ordered her to be silent.
"You don’t want to walk outside?" Isaac asked gently.
She shook her head.
"Because you are worried others outside will see you?"
She nodded.
Even though others in the house must’ve already seen her walking naked on all fours, she still didn’t want any outsider to see her in this wretched state.
Just the thought of that happening made the sha tighten around her neck.
She thought Isaac would ignore her protests like before and pull her along.
However, he crouched and looked her in the eye.
"No one will see you even if we go outside."
"..."
"Trust ."
"..."
"So, let’s walk outside."
Emily bit her lips.
The gentleness in his words made her want to surrender her choices to him, and let him decide everything for her.
But still, she shook her head.
Isaac reached out and caressed her cheek.
"Emily."
"..."
"You are mine."
"..."
"I will never let anyone else see an inch of what belongs to ."
The possessiveness in his voice made her core clench.
Emily still didn’t want to go outside.
But she wanted to trust Isaac.
The opposing ideas clashed in her mind, weighing heavily.
She couldn’t decide what to do.
At that mont, Isaac opened the door, as if making the choice for her and he pulled on the leash.
"Let’s go."
Emily didn’t want to go outside, but she decided to surrender herself to Isaac.
That he would make the perfect choice for her.
Otherwise, if she thought by herself, the idea of walking naked inside the house was already enough to make her die from the sha.
Instead of thinking she was doing these things by her own choice, she decided to believe it was Isaac who was choosing them for her.
That he was her master.
And she was his pet.
So it was natural she only did what he told her to.
The cold air hit the naked skin of Emily as they stepped outside.
Her body trembled and she squeezed her eyes shut, afraid she would see soone who was outside and saw her shaful display.
A warm and gentle voice tickled her ears in that mont of fear.
"Open your eyes, Emily. Check for yourself. There is no one here. Just like I promised, no one has seen you."
Emily slowly opened her eyes.
She saw the darkness of night, devoid of any living presences.
A sense of relief ca over her, erasing the turmoil and fear she had felt monts ago.
And in that mont of relief, the warm voice continued, "Good job. I’m proud of you."
Proud for what?
Following his orders? Being his pet?
...Or surrendering herself to him?
Before she knew, tears began to slip from her eyes.
The fear of being seen was erased, bringing relief that caused the rain.
"Hic... who asks for... hic... sothing like this..."
Isaac didn’t berate her for talking in human words, nor did he ask for forgiveness.
He gently lifted her in his hands.
"You did good job."
He praised her with a smile.
The praise reinforced her positive feelings of trust and emotional security in Isaac after intense scenes. He had made sure no one saw her just as he had promised.
Emily dug into his arms, crying.
The praises and sense of relief seed to have lifted a weight off her chest.
She remained in his arms, her body gone soft as if it had no bones.
Isaac smiled and brought her to the room, making her lie down on the bed.
He wiped her tears off and leaned to kiss her.
The leash was still around her neck, but Emily no longer seed to mind. If anything, it brought her a sense of relief.
It made her realize she belonged to Isaac.
That he would protect her.
That as long as she followed his words, everything would be okay.
She surrendered her body and mind to him.
Their tongues t sloppily.
His hands road over her body, playing with her nipples.
Moans leaked from Emily’s lips.
Their breaths mixed.
Isaac wanted to remove his clothes, but Emily wouldn’t let go of him. Her arms remained wrapped around his neck possessively.
Isaac pulled on the leash, montarily separating their lips.
Emily’s gaze beca anxious, as if asking why he was moving away.
"Iss-Isaac, no, master..."
She begged him to return.
Flas burst from Isaac’s body, burning nothing but his clothes, and he leaned back in.
Emily felt him filling her lower abdon, piercing through her wetness.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh rang in the room, broken only by Emily’s moans and Isaac’s grunts.
For so reason, their shared mont felt far more intimate today for Emily.
It was as if the fruit of sweetness had beco more fulfilling after the punishnt (reward) Isaac gave her.
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