NTR: Choice Based System

With that, he began massaging her Melons, his fingers working the sensitive tissue. Dan Ya closed her eyes, trying to focus on her breathing. She was a mess of conflicting emotions, a cocktail of pain, pleasure, and fear.

He continued to massage her Melons, gradually increasing the pressure. Dan Ya moaned softly, her body arching involuntarily. He paused, his eyes locked on hers.

"Do you like that?" he asked.

She nodded, unable to speak.

He smiled again, a cruel, knowing smile. "Good. Now, let's move on to something else."

With that, he lowered his head and began to kiss her mouth. Her lips were warm and gentle, his touch was firm. He nibbled on her skin, one hand on her lips and the other on her Melons.

Dan Ya's body trembled with anticipation. She had never felt anything like this before. It was both exhilarating and terrifying.

He moved down her body, his hands hovering over her navel.

"Feel the energy," he whispered.

Dan Ya's heart pounded in her chest. She was both flattered and terrified.

He continued his descent, his hands moving lower and lower. When he reached her most sensitive area, he paused.

His hands went lower, brushing against her wet lower lips and stopped at her thighs. He began to caress her lower body. His touch was both gentle and forceful, sending waves of pleasure through her.

Dan Ya cried out, her body arching. She was on the brink of ecstasy, but she was also terrified of what might happen next.

Again, moving his hands to her Melons, he kneaded her erect nipples through her clothes, "This place is one of the most sensitive parts of a woman's body."

"Ahhhhh!" she bit her lip and moaned softly, her heart pounding. She felt that things were going in a wrong direction, and she had to resist and stop this before she lost control.

But before she could do anything, the Training Head distanced himself from her body, "That's all for today. Go take a bath under the stream and meditate before ending today's session."

She breathed heavily as she had climaxed just as the Training Head ended the massage because he had pinched her nipples very hard and squeezed her thighs at the same time. Enjoy exclusive chapters from empire

She fell to the floor, her legs trembling as she tried to understand the whole situation. The Training Head spoke while looking at her, "You are weak from the inside. You have to learn how to control your body, and I'll definitely teach you that." There was a cruel smile on his face.

She went to cultivate under the waterfall, and as before, her clothes became wet, revealing her curves. Soon, the guards also came, and fortunately, they missed the chance to see her in that wet, sensual condition, though the Training Head feasted his eyes.

Night came, feeling exhausted, Dan Ya tried to sleep, but she couldn't because of the heat pent up in her body. Although she had climaxed, her body still craved touch.

From the Training Head's touches and massages during the training, Dan Ya's body had become sensitive, and she felt aroused. Being a mature woman, she needed to relieve that heat.

"It's increasing, what should I do?" As she spoke, her hands were roaming over her lower body, and soon she inserted her fingers inside her dress.

"Should I tell him? But no, I can't. This is not something I can discuss with anyone other than my husband."

Her fingers traced the contour of her lower lips, and soon her fingers were caressing them. She moaned as she felt the sensation she was missing.

Soon, she spent the whole night playing with herself and slept just an hour before sunset.

Dan Ya woke up to the Escorts' Guards yelling, "Yes, Sir!" signalling the start of their daily training.

"How?" she questioned herself, realizing she had overslept. As a lower-level cultivator, she didn't prioritize cultivation in her childhood, so unlike high-level cultivators, she required sleep three times a week. However, this was excessive, even for her standards.

The scene from the night before flashed through her mind: how she had masturbated for hours until exhaustion finally forced her to sleep. Now, she was late for training.

Hurriedly getting up, she noticed her damp clothes and quickly changed into a dry set before freshening up. She then rushed to the Training Head, who was waiting for her.

"Master," she greeted him.

The Training Head didn't acknowledge her at first, continuing his exercises as if she wasn't there. Dan Ya took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart.

Finally, he stopped and turned to face her, his eyes piercing through the half-light. "You're late," he said, his voice gruff. "tell me why you are late but after the training and ready for the punishment."

She felt shiver in her spine and tingle between her legs when she heard about the punishment.

Dan Ya felt a flicker of anger at the jab, but she bit her tongue. She knew better than to argue with the Training Head. "I'm sorry, master," she said, her voice steady. "It won't happen again."

The Training Head grunted and gestured for her to come closer. "Your first lesson," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Is to always expect the unexpected."

Without warning, he lunged at her, his sword a blur. Dan Ya barely had time to react before she felt the sting of his hand across her cheek. She stumbled backward, her eyes watering with pain.

"Again," he barked.

Dan Ya took a deep breath, wiping the tears from her eyes. She knew that this was just the beginning.

"Come at me," he said, his sword pointing towards the ground. "I want to see what you're made of."

Gritting her teeth, Dan Ya took a step forward. This was her chance to prove herself. She raised her hands, mimicking a sword grip. The Training Head's eyes narrowed as she took a swing at him. He easily deflected her attack, his hand shooting out to grab her wrist.

"No, no, no," he said, his grip tightening. "You're too tense. Too predictable."

He yanked her closer, his breath hot on her neck. "Relax," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Let me show you how it's done."

With a flick of his wrist, he had her arm bent behind her back, his hand resting just above her buttocks. "You must be fluid," he continued, his voice a mix of criticism and something else she couldn't quite place. "Like water, flowing around obstacles."

He released her and stepped back, his gaze lingering on her body. "Take off your top," he ordered. "We'll work on your stance first."

"Today, we will practice with the sword," he announced.

Dan Ya was surprised. She had expected more physical training, more pain, more humiliation. But he had other plans.

"Top?" she questioned.

The Training Head spoke, "Do you have a problem?" His glare was so intense that she felt fear for a moment.

"Remove the top and follow the instruction or end the training?" he gave her a warning.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Dan Ya felt helpless, but in her mind, she tried to reason with it, "This is for training purposes," she thought to herself and removed the top, now only in her undergarment as she was wearing a one-piece dress today for sword practice.

The Training Head watched her, a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Good," he said, his voice low. "Now, let's see how you fare with a sword."

"But before that, remove everything. Before training, I want to see how much your body needs attention," he spoke with a serious tone.

She instinctively tried to hide her exposed body, but the Training Head spoke again, "Do you want to stay like this all day and not want to train?"

"But..." she wanted to speak, but he cut her off mid-sentence, "No questions, remember. Either follow the command or we'll end all of this."

"No, I..." she closed her eyes and reluctantly got rid of her undergarments. Now, naked in front of the Training Head, who looked at her curves with beastly eyes.

"Remove your hands and stand straight," he commanded her, and she followed, freeing her hands from her private parts.

He began to examine her body, her full big Melons with pink nipples, her back, her curvy waist. His eyes were glued to her bush and lower lips and voluptuous thighs. He was trying to control himself from pouncing on her and tasting her body.

"This part, this needed to be in better shape," he put his hands on her hips and squeezed them as he examined her body.

In her mind, Dan Ya was muttering,

"For the training"

"For the training"

"For the training"

She was doing this to keep herself under control as the Training Head was touching her body. She was already sensitive, and now that she was naked in front of him, she hoped nothing would happen as She couldn't betray her husband.

Then his hands moved above to her Melons, "They seem like they have some milk on them." He gave them a squeeze and played with her nipples with his thumbs.

"The size is not bad, but they will hinder the training. Don't you feel heavy because of these?" He licked his lips as his eyes were fixed on her nipples.

Dan Ya felt a surge of heat rise within her as his fingers brushed against her sensitive nipples. She tried to suppress the growing desire, but it was futile. Her body was responding to his touch, and she could feel a tingling sensation between her legs.

She answered, suppressing her moans, "Ah... yes, they feel heavy, especially when doing physical tasks."

"Don't worry," he said, his voice low and seductive. "I'll help you with that."

With a swift movement, he pulled her close, his lips brushing against her ear. "But first," he whispered, "we need to prepare your body for the training."