Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Preparing For Mia’s Punishment
The group walked the mountain path back to Selene’s mansion as the evening light painted the sky in shades of orange and purple.
Ariel walked beside Damon, her hand occasionally brushing his arm.
Mio and Mia chatted about their matches, their voices carrying through the cool air.
Neko bounded ahead in her tiger cub form, chasing fireflies that flickered between the trees.
Damon let the conversation flow around him, his mind already working.
Mia’s trait.
Masochist.
He had seen it in her status window the first time he scanned her. The system had flagged it clearly, a permanent part of her nature that she kept hidden behind her shy exterior.
On Earth, he had known people like that. People who found pleasure in pain. Who craved the surrender of control, the sharp edge of discipline.
And Mia had been watching him all day with those hungry eyes.
The way she had pressed against him after her match. The way her breath had hitched when he whispered about punishment.
She wanted it.
She just didn’t know how to ask.
Damon smiled to himself as they reached the mansion gates.
Time to give her what she needs.
****
Inside, the mansion was warm and well-lit.
The group settled around the long table.
Neko shifted to human form and immediately began piling food onto her plate.
Ariel sat beside Damon, her shoulder brushing his.
Mio and Mia sat across from them, their purple eyes reflecting the candlelight.
Ariel took her place seat and look at Damon.
"Tomorrow’s matches will be brutal." Ariel said, picking up her chopsticks.
Ariel squeezed his arm. "Just be careful."
"I’m always careful."
Mio snorted.
"Sure you are. That’s why you challenged a core disciple to a deathmatch on your first day."
"That was different."
"How?"
Damon grinned. "That time, I was making a point."
The table laughed, the tension easing slightly.
As the meal progressed, Damon caught Mia’s eye across the table.
She was watching him, her gaze intense and hungry.
The moment she realized he had noticed, her cheeks flushed and she looked down at her plate.
Damon waited until the meal wound down, until the plates were cleared and the conversation shifted to training plans and tournament strategies.
Then he leaned forward, his voice low enough that only Mia could hear.
"Come to my room tonight."
Mia’s breath caught.
Her purple eyes snapped up to meet his, wide and shimmering with a mixture of surprise and anticipation.
She nodded once, a small, almost imperceptible movement.
Damon smiled and rose from his seat.
"I’m going to rest," he announced to the table. "Big day tomorrow."
Ariel nodded. "Get some sleep."
"I will."
He walked out of the main hall and down the corridor toward his room, his footsteps echoing in the quiet hallway.
****
Damon closed the door behind him and locked it.
Then he opened the Lust Store.
[Lust points: 13,000,000]
<Cultivation resources>
<Cultivation/combat techniques>
<Weapons and armor>
<Recovery pills>
<Spiritual materials>
<Lust items>
<Spiritual Roots>
<Talismans>
<Bloodlines and constitutions>
<Miscellaneous>
The familiar interface materialized before his eyes, rows of items and abilities scrolling past in a cascade of glowing text.
He navigated to the lust item.
[Blindfold - 500 Lust Points]
[Handcuff - 1000 Lust Points]
[Whip (Pleasure-Pain Enchanted) - 2,000 Lust Points]
He purchased all three without hesitation.
The items materialized in his hands, solid and real. The blindfold was made of black silk, soft to the touch.
The rope was smooth and strong, coiled neatly.
The whip was crafted from dark leather, its tip enchanted with a faint crimson glow.
Damon examined each item, testing their weight and feel.
’This should be enough.’
He placed them on the bedside table and sat on the edge of the bed, waiting.
****
Twenty minutes passed.
A soft knock came at the door.
"Come in."
The door creaked open, and Mia slipped inside.
She wore a thin robe, her deep purple hair falling loose around her shoulders. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes downcast as she closed the door behind her.
"You called for me," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Damon rose from the bed and walked toward her.
"I did."
He stopped in front of her, close enough to feel the heat radiating from her body.
"You were good today, Mia."
She shivered at his words.
"But I promised you punishment."
Her breath hitched.
"And I always keep my promises."
Damon reached out and took her chin, tilting her face up to meet his gaze.
Her purple eyes were wide, filled with anticipation and fear and desire all tangled together.
"Tell me, Mia. Do you trust me?"
She swallowed.
"Yes."
"Then tonight, you’re going to experience something new."
"Now, Stip." Damon voice suddenly change into a commanding one.
Mia’s fingers trembled as she reached for the sash of her robe.
She pulled it loose and let the fabric fall from her shoulders, pooling at her feet.
Her pale body was fully exposed in the candlelight, every curve soft and luminous.
Her heavy breasts rose and fell with each shallow breath, and her thighs pressed together instinctively as Damon’s golden eyes moved over her without rushing.
She didn’t cover herself.
But her hands curled into small fists at her sides, and her chin dipped slightly, like she was bracing for something she couldn’t quite name.
Damon picked up the black silk blindfold from the bedside table.
He walked toward her slowly, his footsteps quiet against the floor.
Mia heard him approach and her breath quickened, her chest rising faster.
He stopped directly behind her.
She could feel the warmth of his body at her back, close but not touching.
"Don’t move," he said quietly.
She went completely still.
Damon raised the blindfold and brought it over her eyes, tying it gently but firmly at the back of her head. The silk settled against her face, cutting out the candlelight entirely.
Darkness.
Mia’s lips parted.
Without her sight, every other sense sharpened instantly.
She could hear his breathing.
Feel the faint shift of air when he moved. Smell the clean, masculine warmth of him.
Her skin prickled all over.
Damon stepped back and studied her, standing blind and naked in the center of the room.
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