Isaac stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.
Emily sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped tightly in a towel. Her hair was still a little wet, and she smelled sweet, like fresh soap. She looked embarrassed, her cheeks already flushed as she glanced up at him.
"I cleaned myself up. I am ready... for it," she said after a moment.
Isaac raised an eyebrow. She seemed completely prepared, more than he had expected. He walked over and sat down on the bed beside her.
Without saying much more, he pulled up the system shop and selected a few items—Pale King Genetic Catalyst, Soul Crystals, Nether Nectar, Spirit Marrow—that would support her after the physique evolution. All of it costed around 500,000 AP but Isaac cared very little about the price at the moment.
"Take these and absorb them," he told her.
Emily looked at him, then at the items, and back at him again.
"Now?" she asked.
"Yes, now. They will help you get stronger skills once you evolve your Physique," Isaac replied.
She blushed. Physique Evolution would happen once her Physique progress reached 100. Didn’t that mean Isaac was saying they would do it for long and do it intensely tonight?
She nodded meekly and took them from his hand. Since she wore nothing beneath the towel, she shifted to sit on her knees on the bed.
Isaac watched quietly as she began the absorption process. Half an hour passed while she focused on it. In that time, he purchased a few everything from the system’s Time Limited shop: Spank, Butt Plug (White Bunny type), and the other S-rank skill. He also purchased a few "clothes" to go with the butt plug and placed them neatly on the bed next to her.
When Emily finally finished, she looked over toward the sofa. Isaac sat there with countless files spread across the table. It looked like he had been working the whole time she absorbed the items. She took a breath and called out to him.
"Isaac."
He raised his brows and turned toward her.
"Oh, you are done. Should we start?" he asked as he closed the files.
Emily nodded, her cheeks turning red.
Just as she started to take a step forward, Isaac spoke again. "Before we start, you should change. I prepared your clothes. They are right next to you."
Emily turned her head and saw the items. There was a pair of white stockings that reached halfway up her thighs, with two strips that connected to form a waistband. A pair of white gloves that went above her elbows lay beside them, along with bunny ears. She also noticed a strange object with a white puffy bunny tail on one end and a conical shape on the other. She did not know what the last item was for.
She looked at the objects and then back at Isaac.
"Clothes...?" she asked.
"Yes, those are your clothes. Wear them," Isaac said.
Emily’s face burned with embarrassment. The outfit left almost everything important visible. Normally they would do this without any clothes, but after what happened last time, she had learned that wearing something like this felt even more exposing than being completely naked.
Still, she picked up the items because Isaac had told her to. She started toward the bathroom to change, but he stopped her.
"Change here," Isaac said.
Emily nodded, feeling even more embarrassed. She slowly removed the towel and let it fall.
She could feel Isaac’s gaze moving over her body, taking in every part of her. Her pink nipples stiffened in the air, and her pale breasts and vagina were fully visible now. She started by pulling on the gloves, then placed the bunny ears on her head.
Finally, she slid the stockings up her legs. Isaac did not say anything. He simply stared at her the entire time, which only made her feel more self-conscious.
At last, she picked up the bunny tail. She turned it over in her hands but could not figure out how it was supposed to be worn. She looked up at Isaac for help.
"Come here. I will help you wear it," he said.
Emily was about to take a step when Isaac spoke again. "What are you doing?"
She looked at him in confusion.
"I am your master," he reminded her. "How do you approach your master?"
The memory of their previous time flashed through Emily’s mind. She understood what he wanted. She slowly lowered herself to one knee, then the other. Even though she had done this before, it did not feel any easier. In fact, it felt more embarrassing this time. She knew how she must look from the recordings of Celia she had seen.
"Come," Isaac said.
She began moving toward him on her knees.
Isaac watched her closely. She could feel his gaze traveling from her lips down to her neck, her shoulders, and lower. It was as if his eyes were touching her skin. She stopped right in front of him, still on the ground.
Isaac looked at her for a moment longer.
"Come here," he said.
Emily nodded and climbed onto his lap. He pulled her into a hug. She leaned in, expecting a kiss, but Isaac’s head moved over her shoulder instead. They were not kissing. Her heart trembled a little. Had she done something wrong? Why was he not kissing her?
She stayed quiet and waited to see what he would do next, hoping he would praise her for following his words.
Isaac gently took the bunny tail butt plug from her hand. He reached into his spatial ring and pulled out some lube.
"Don’t move," he told her. He applied the lube carefully to the plug. One of his hands moved to the base of her waist. Emily’s breath hitched as his finger circled her forbidden place.
She gulped and hugged him tight. Although she had asked for this, it still felt scary. She knew it was supposed to hurt at first, and that made her nervous. Isaac seemed to sense her tension.
"It will be okay," he said in a steady voice.
His words comforted her, and she relaxed a little. Isaac slowly entered the butt plug into her. Emily felt a sharp pain at first. Her breathing became irregular, and a strange sound escaped her lips. He rubbed her back gently and patted her a few times without saying much else.
After the initial pain faded, a new feeling settled in. It felt strange and intense, fuller than anything she had experienced before. She pulled back slightly from the hug and looked at him with shy eyes.
"Did I do a good job?" she asked in a quiet voice.
"With what?" Isaac replied, raising a brow.
Emily burned with shame and stammered for a moment. She could not bring herself to say the words about taking the thing into her forbidden place. It felt too embarrassing to speak out loud. Isaac patted her back and told her to get off his lap.
She made a disappointed expression but nodded and moved. Emily knelt on the ground in front of him.
Isaac stood up, stretched his arms, and said, "Let’s go on a walk."
Emily was stunned. She immediately shook her head. She understood he wanted her to go outside wearing these clothes. It felt too shameful, and she did not think she could do it. Isaac lowered his hand as if asking for hers.
"Give me the leash you brought," he said.
Emily froze. How did he know about the leash? She did not remember telling him. Still, she knew she had to obey. She moved toward the bed on her knees. She could feel his gaze on the bunny tail. Her face burned, but she steadily moved forward, reached her spatial ring, and took out the leash.
She looked at the leash in her hands. She could have grabbed it normally and brought it to him, but she wanted his praise. Since he had not given her any yet, she wanted it even more. So she took the leash in her mouth and carried it to him on her knees.
Emily sat in front of him and waited. He did not praise her. Instead, he simply took the leash from her mouth, tied it around her neck, and grabbed the end.
He gave it a pull, which caused a sharp tug. An "uhnn" sound left her mouth.
Instead of apologizing or praising her like he usually would, Isaac said, "Let’s go on a walk."
He pulled her along as they left the room. They moved through the corridor, down the stairs, and out of the house. The experience felt strange. Even though she had done something like this once before, she felt extremely embarrassed.
It was how people were raised. They always wore clothes, even inside the house. They would never walk inside the house, naked, even if they were alone. It was because of the habits and societal norms trained into them.
Being outside naked felt wrong and exposing. Emily’s face burned with shame the entire time. She thought they would just circle the house and return quickly, like last time. But Isaac led her toward the field instead.
Emily tried to resist for a moment. She pulled the leash with her neck and shook her head.
"Come along," Isaac ordered.
His gaze was firm. She stared at him in the eye for a few moments, then nodded meeklyThey walked through the crops and open fields. A gentle wind swayed around them. Emily felt incredibly ashamed wearing such revealing clothes out in the open.
She started to regret asking for this. Isaac had not praised her or comforted her since they began. Part of her mind thought—hoped—he would do both once it was over. But another part worried that he might not. The two thoughts kept clashing inside her and left her spiraling with doubt.
"We are here." Isaac’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
She raised her head and looked around. They stood under the shade of the tangerine tree. The spot was slightly elevated, offering a clear view of the large field and the mansion in the distance. The large, thick tree with wide branches provided good cover.
Their family sometimes sat here for small picnics or watched Isaac while he worked in the fields. Emily remembered bringing him juice on hot days. He would rest under the shade with her, drink, and eat whatever she had prepared.
Isaac took out his device.
"Alright. Should we start?" he asked.
Emily nodded.
"Then, open my pants," Isaac ordered. As her hands started to rise, he added, "with your mouth."
"Isaac—"
"Do I need to repeat myself?"
Emily stiffened. She lowered her head and nodded slowly. She opened her mouth and raised her body a little higher on her knees. She fumbled at first, her nose pressing into his pants as she tried to catch the zipper with her teeth. While she struggled, Isaac began recording with his device.
Emily’s eyes widened when she noticed.
"What? You don’t like this? If you don’t, we can stop," Isaac said.
Emily did not say anything. Embarrassment and shame washed over her. She raised one hand to cover her face, hiding her eyes but unable to hide her entire face, thus leaving her mouth visible.
After a moment, she managed to grab the zipper between her teeth and pull it down. Isaac was not wearing anything underneath. While she worked the zipper, she could feel him getting hard. Now that it was open, she could see he was completely hard.
’So he does like it.’
That thought made Emily feel a little better. But when she raised her head to look at him, his expression remained plain.
"Go on," he said instead of praising her for trying so hard.
Emily nodded, feeling a bit let down. She grabbed the area around the hook of his pants with her teeth and pulled hard to one side. It eventually came undone. She kept it in her mouth and pulled downward. The motion made her own ass rise. The butt plug shifted inside her and sent a strange feeling through her body.
Isaac’s shaft was now out in the open.
Finally, Isaac stopped recording.
"Emily, do you like blowing me?" he asked.
The direct, vulgar words felt embarrassing yet strangely arousing in the moment.
She nodded.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because you like it," she said in a low voice.
"Is there another reason?" he asked.
She shook her head. There was another reason. She liked how it felt in her mouth, how it hit the back of her throat and choked her a little. But she would not say it out loud.
"Okay. Since that’s the only reason, you don’t need to use your mouth now. Just use your hand. Here, take this," Isaac said.
He took out the lube from his spatial ring while still holding her leash with the other hand.
Emily felt a twinge of disappointment. She should have told the truth.
She gathered her courage and opened her mouth.
"Isaac, I like it because—"
"It’s fine. Take this," Isaac said, and gave her the lube.
Was he disappointed? Emily felt a little down because of that. She moved quickly so she would not disappoint him more.
She removed one of her gloves, squeezed out the lube, and rubbed it carefully over his shaft. She continued rubbing it all over, making sure it was fully covered. A musky scent came from Isaac, and she knew it meant he was aroused. The scent was a result of his Kitsune Bloodline. He was creating it unconsciously. Drops of precum appeared at the tip. She gulped.
Before she could continue, he spoke. "Alright, this is enough. Turn around."
Emily did as she was told. Isaac placed his hand on her ass. She shivered. She knew what was coming next. He grabbed the bunny tail and pulled it out slowly. Her insides twitched, and a wave of feeling passed through her.
Isaac placed his shaft over her forbidden hole. He rubbed it against her, spreading the lube. Anticipation built inside her. He slowly pushed inside. His shaft was much bigger than the butt plug. She felt like she was being torn apart. It was very painful. Tears gathered at the corner of her eyes.
At that moment, a gentle voice reached her ears. "It’s okay."
Isaac patted her head. Emily suddenly felt a surge of happiness. Despite his cold words earlier, that simple gentle tone was enough to make her feel good.
"You are doing good. Let’s take it slow. There is no need to rush," he said.
Emily felt happy. He had finally praised her and was speaking gently. But she wanted more. She turned her waist slightly while he was still inside her. As if he understood, Isaac leaned down and kissed her. Their tongues met and their saliva mixed. Emily felt happy. Her body relaxed, and the pain finally started to ease away.
"I’ll start moving now, okay?" Isaac said as he broke the kiss.
Emily nodded.
He slowly pulled back. Emily felt a strange euphoria and an intense sensation along her spine. Then Isaac moved forward again. A moan left her lips.
Her eyes almost rolled back from the intense pleasure. She reached her release, her body shaking as waves of sensation passed through her. She was not sure if it felt this good just because it was from behind or because she had finally kissed Isaac and received his praise.
She also felt embarrassed about finding her release from being taken in her behind like this. But she could not deny how pleasurable it was. Isaac’s movements were slow, agonizingly slow, but they were also gentle. It was as if Isaac was caressing her from within. Her toes curled and her back arched with each careful thrust.
Then Isaac spanked her. A loud moan escaped her lips and she nearly blacked out from the feeling. The spank felt different this time. It brought pleasure rather than just pain, so much so that she could barely understand why it felt that good. It rattled through her insides and left her trembling.
Emily buried her head in her hands and leaned down, keeping her ass raised high for him.
"How does it feel?" Isaac asked.
"Good," Emily said, breathing hard.
"Did you like the spank?" Isaac asked in a teasing tone while breathing heavily himself.
Emily nodded, too ashamed to say the word yes out loud.
"I will spank you again if you say a sexy line," Isaac told her.
Emily felt alarmed. She wanted the spank but did not want to speak those kinds of words. Then she remembered what had happened earlier when she held back about liking to blow him. She did not want to miss out again. She knew she had to speak up this time.
"It... it is messing up my insides," she said slowly, her voice hesitant and quiet.
Isaac spanked her again, and a strong wave of pleasure surged through her.
"I love it when you do it from behind," she added, her words growing a little bolder after the spank.
Another firm slap landed on her ass, encouraging her even more.
"I love it when you treat me like dirt and then treat me gentle." She paused for a moment as the feelings built inside her, then continued. "Yes, I am shameless."
Emily felt a sense of liberation every time she spoke those words. It was like she was showing her true self to Isaac, and he was accepting her completely.
"I’m yours, Isaac. Fuck me however you like. I will do whatever you want," she said, her voice stronger now. "Yes, please fuck me."
Finally, Isaac came inside her. Emily found her own release at the same time, her body tightening around him.
He pulled on her leash as he finished hard. As he pulled out, his seed leaked from her hole. He was breathing heavily. For some reason, he took out his device and captured a picture of the scene.
"Isaac, fuck me again. Please," Emily said. She shook her ass gently toward him. Isaac could not hold back anymore and plunged back inside her.