Return of the Mythic Bloodline

Chapter 518: The punishment II (18+)

A/N: Same warning as the previous Chapter.

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Her unexpected words almost broke my character, making me want to instantly pat her because of how adorable she looked while saying those words. Her flushed cheeks and quivering lips were too precious. My voice slightly stuttered as I barely kept my composure, "I-I definitely will."

Nymeria shook her head, releasing a sigh of disappointment as she saw me breaking with just a simple response from Ume. The faintest smirk played on her lips.

Of course, her offence of sighing did not go unnoticed by me. My head snapped at her, my eyes fixed on her with renewed intensity. "I will be starting with you, bratty girl. Come here."

I beckoned her with the whip, the tip pointing at her.

"Hmph. And why the hell should I?" She scoffed, turning her head away with exaggerated disdain. "Like I would be scared of some weak ass master like you. Now scram before I kick your ass."

’Where did she learn to talk like that?’ I gasped inwardly, bewildered. ’Guess those TV shows really had their influence on her.’

Naturally, I did not let the surprise flicker on my face. My expression remained stone cold. "Certainly a bratty girl that needs disciplining," I muttered, planting one knee on the mattress, leaning forward with predatory grace. With my free hand, I grabbed her ankle and pulled her to the bed’s edge, the sheets rustling beneath her.

She released a small gasp from the sudden manhandling, her eyes widening.

"You weak ass master," she muttered, jumping at me like a startled cat. "I will eat your jiggly gems."

Her claw reached toward my crotch, which I firmly grabbed, intercepting her strike. I lightly pushed her forward, her head softly hitting my chest in what almost looked like a hug. The warmth of her body pressed against mine.

"You will regret your actions, little delinquent," I announced, grabbing her by the waist and slamming her onto the soft mattress on her stomach. With one hand, I firmly grabbed both her wrists behind her back, pinning them securely. With the other, I grabbed the electric whip, settling my weight on the back of her knees to keep her in place.

"Ack! How is master so strong?" Nymeria gasped, shock clear in her voice, though her performance never wavered. "Still, I know the master would never dare hurt me."

I had to admit, her performance was flawless. The way she puffed herself up and spoke in that bratty tone made it seem as though she was actively trying to earn herself a spanking. Her fidgeting was perfectly timed.

"Today, I will show you what happens when you mess with your master," I said, my hand reaching for her blue shorts, fingers hooking around the waistband.

My voice remained firm and unwavering despite the heat rushing to my cheeks as I commanded, "Foxy, look closely. You will be next."

Ume gave an obedient nod, her cheeks crimson, her pink eyes wide as she looked at us intently. Even Nymeria was feeling a bit embarrassed from how intently Ume was watching, her gaze unwavering and curious. Nonetheless, she did not break her character and kept fidgeting below me, a perfect image of a bratty delinquent about to face justice.

With a single motion of my hand, I moved her shorts down, only stopping when they reached her knees. The fabric slid over her smooth skin, pooling around her thighs. She visibly trembled as the cool air touched her bare skin, a shiver running through her frame.

"Y-you pervert Master. Is that all you are capable of?" She scoffed, her milky cheeks wiggling before me as she tried to steady herself, or at least she acted to. Her voice carried a mocking edge. "You can never earn an apology from m—"

Before she could finish her words, I raised the whip high and struck her cute cheeks. The impact was sharp and clean. Her skin rippled across the point of impact, the soft curves jiggling deliciously with the aftershock of the strike.

"Ahh~" An immediate moan escaped her lips, her hand flying to cover her mouth. It was clearly unintentional, her eyes widening in surprise at her own reaction. As I lifted the whip, a heart shaped red tattoo remained on her skin, looking extremely hot on her cheek, a perfect imprint of the whip’s tip.

"Do you regret your actions now?" I asked, my voice low and husky. I was barely holding back myself from devouring the cake before me, my self-control fraying at the edges.

"Y-you think this is enough to make me apologize, you damn pervert Master?!" She glared back at me over her shoulder, cheeks flushed deep red, but her voice cracked slightly, betraying her bravado. Her milky ass still jiggled softly from the lingering sting as she shifted her hips defiantly. "Tch! As if a weak little smack like that would make me regret anything! You hit like a damn amateur—Ahhn~"

Another small shiver ran through her body as one more strike landed on her other cheek, leaving a similar heart shaped red mark. The sound of impact echoed in the room, followed by her sharp intake of breath. She bit her lip hard, trying to suppress the embarrassing sounds, but her thighs pressed together instinctively.

"I-I ain’t apologizing to a horny bastard like you... even if you keep whipping my butts!"

She tried to sound tough, but her breathing was ragged and her hips gave a tiny, involuntary wiggle, almost presenting herself for the next strike. Her act was crumbling, the pleasure bleeding through the defiance.

"So this is not enough to make you learn your lesson," I muttered, my eyes narrowing. I was fooling no one with the act now. My breathing was ragged, my hand trembling as I felt heat rushing to my whole body. Nymeria certainly knew how to turn me on.

At the handle of the whip, there was a small button. I pressed it, and one of the five LED bulbs on the grip lit up with a soft red glow.

’Her superhuman body would barely feel anything from just level one,’ I thought, my thumb sliding the dial up to level three. The whip hummed with increased energy.

"Say ’I am sorry, Master,’" I ordered, raising the whip high, the tip gleaming under the lamplight.

"I will never—"

Whip!

"Ahnn~!!"

Her loud, ragged moan tore through the room as the electrified lash cracked across her white skin. The sound was sharp, wet, and utterly obscene. The impact made her soft, plump cheeks ripple violently, jiggling in heavy, hypnotic waves while sharp electric pleasure-pain surged through her body. Her back arched hard, thighs trembling as she tried to free herself from my grip.

Her defiant words died instantly, replaced by shaky, breathy whimpers. The glowing heart shaped mark from the previous strike now throbbed even brighter, sending sparks dancing across her sensitive skin. She writhed beneath me, caught between the sting and the undeniable thrill, her body betraying every attempt at resistance.