[This will help you evolve even further (R-18)]
"Stop... not again..." Do-S's soft voice pulled me out of my thoughts and back to reality. When our eyes locked, all I could see was a hollow emptiness in her gaze, which somehow made her look even more forlorn.
I lifted my knees from her hands and pushed myself up from the bed. I glanced down at my hands, noticing the remnants of food clinging to my fingers, along with a bottle that still had a drop of water in it.
Even after tossing it in the trash, I couldn't shake the feeling of grime on my hands—oil, sauce, and sweat all mingling together. To make matters worse, her saliva clung stubbornly, refusing to wash away even after scrubbing my hands thoroughly.
"I normally advise against hitting the hay right after a meal, but honestly, I felt pretty wiped out just now," I said with a nod of understanding. I didn't feel any guilt for the mess I had made. It was just the outcome of her stubbornness, after all.
As I looked over at Do-S, still sprawled out on the bed and not making a sound, I felt a wave of concern wash over me. I checked on her, and even though her eyes were wide open, she kept staring blankly at the ceiling. It was clear she was still alive.
"I've got a change of clothes ready for you as well, so come on, stop being so stubborn."
Holding a clean cloth, I began gently wiping her mouth, making sure it looked clean enough. As for the dirty bedsheets, I figured she could handle that part herself.
"kill me... I won't let humans like you get pleasure from torturing me..." When Do-S finally spoke, she made me run out of words.
As I stood at the door, just before I finally stepped out of the room, I turned back and said one last time, "In the end, you'll understand why I didn't take your life right then and there."
All I received was a cold snort, but honestly, I didn't mind it. Across from her room, I kept other prisoners as well. She was just one of the many monsters from a Monster Association, much like Do-S.
As soon as I stepped inside, I noticed a remarkable difference. Her room was adorned in a way that beautifully reflected traditional Japanese culture. The soft hues of the earthen walls, combined with the warm lighting, created an inviting atmosphere that made me feel right at home as I took in my surroundings.
On the wall, several katanas were displayed in a neat arrangement, showcasing their elegant craftsmanship. In the center of the room stood a small table, surrounded by chairs with backrests but no legs, adding a unique touch to the space.
At first glance, the place seemed empty, with no visible signs of life. However, if you look closely behind the paper screens that dominated nearly half of the room, you could catch glimpses of a shadowy figure moving every now and then.
"After all the bad things you did to me, you really think you can just waltz back into my life?" The gentle tone came from a woman, and it was obvious that she didn't welcome my presence here.
As I peeked behind the paper screens, all I see is Maiko Plasma. She was seated gracefully on a cushion, perfectly positioned in seiza, and held a traditional smoking pipe in her hand. She was completely absorbed in her own world, having a great time without even sparing me a glance.
If you happen to forget about her, let me remind you. She was a monster, but with a body that looked almost entirely human. The kimono she wore set her apart from the usual monsters you encounter, giving her a unique charm. In fact, she resembled a regular person you might run into at a summer festival, blending in seamlessly with the crowd.
Yet, even with her seemingly innocent look, she possessed a lethal skill. The power to control electricity at will.
"I don't appreciate the look you're giving me. Can you just leave me alone?" Maiko said, her voice icy. She finally opened her eyes and met my gaze. It was filled with such cynicism that I could almost feel the weight of her intense hatred pressing down on me.
I totally understood her reaction since our first meeting wasn't a good memory for her. After I finally beat her that day, driven by my desires, I ended up fucked her in that old, deserted temple.
"I just wanted to check in, and honestly, you're doing better than I expected," I admitted, but I could tell she wasn't convinced. So, I took my time and moved closer to her.
Her composed demeanor gradually fell apart, revealing her evident discomfort. Despite that, she stayed right where she was, even when my hand touched her shoulder. The only change was the way her eyebrows started to furrow, hinting at something brewing beneath the surface.
"Are you beginning to enjoy it here? You didn't even put up a fight like your friend did."
"I prefer not to spend my energy on things that don't matter..." It felt like she was a bit uncertain about her words, and just as I was about to reply, she unexpectedly swung her other hand in my direction.
Her movements weren't particularly quick, but the element of surprise nearly led me into a world of trouble. It turned out she was discreetly concealing a knife, the kind typically used for peeling fruit.
Her calm demeanor was just an act, a clever ruse to get me to let my guard down.
"What you're doing right now totally goes against what you just said, but honestly, I'm not surprised," I said, keeping my expression steady. I squeezed her hand tightly to make sure she felt my anger.
"Hmph, you think I'll just stay silent when my rapist, who is also just a vile human being, is standing right in front of me?" Maiko Plasma shot back with a sharp edge to her voice just before the knife she had been gripping slipped from her hand and clattered to the ground.
The creaking sound echoed through the air a few times before it faded away, and I took my place behind her. My palms were wide open, and without a moment's hesitation, they closed around a handful of her breasts.
It's hard to believe that beneath her elegant kimono, Maiko Plasma was concealing a captivating figure. She couldn't help but let out a sultry moan, even though she was doing her best to keep it under wraps.
"Shhh... Do something like before, and I'll kill you."
The threat I softly whispered into her ear had an almost magical effect. Her sanity seemed to resurface for a brief moment, and she cautiously set her pipe down on the table. This allowed her to finally use both hands to stop me from taking any further action.
"Let go of your hand!... Mmmh...♡ I swear I'll kill you!... Ahhh...♡" Maiko Plasma let out a frustrated scream, feeling overwhelmed and unable to put up much of a fight.
I admired her strong will to avoid causing me any scars. So, even when my hands started to slide into her kimono, she wriggled even more in my hold.
"I could easily turn you in to the Hero Association and let them handle you however they see fit, but I recognize your real value."
Every now and then, my lips would lightly brush against her ear, which had turned a lovely shade of red. There was something about her body odor that really stood out, perhaps it was the lingering scent of smoke that clung to her. It was oddly captivating, making it hard for me to think about letting her slip away.
"W-What are you trying to say?... Nngh…♡"
I chose not to respond right away because my attention was on something else. At that moment, I also noticed that there was an additional layer of fabric wrapped snugly around her chest. That's why, even though she has fairly large breasts, her chest appears flat from the outside.
After struggling to remove the cloth, I decided to take a more straightforward approach and simply lowered it. Her breasts then popped out on their own.
"Look at this…" I said, using my other hand to pull out a syringe filled with a vibrant green liquid. "This will help you evolve even further."
The curious Maiko Plasma quickly turned her head, her eyes widening in surprise at what she saw. Her cheek was pressed against mine, and when she leaned in to get a better view, I could feel her warm breath brushing softly against my face.
"W-What are you planning to do to me?... You're sick in the head, you know that... Mmmh...♡"
My hands, which had been gently squeezing her breasts, slowly released their grip and began to wander up to her neck. I positioned them carefully, ensuring she wouldn't flick, as I was getting ready for what I planned to do next.
"Believe it or not, you've broken free from the grip of that Monster Association that had you trapped. Your place is here now, and I assure you, I'll do everything I can to give you comfort and safety as long as you are obedient."
I kept chatting away to keep her mind off things, and honestly, after the stimulation I brought, her expression turned quite lewd. Only she immediately gasped when the sharp needle of the syringe pierced her neck.
We both watched as the vibrant green liquid inside gradually emptied away.
"W-What's happening... no... no... I-I'm going to die..." Maiko Plasma exclaimed in panic. I held onto her tightly as her body struggled against me, but with each passing moment, her resistance faded. Finally, I was able to achieve my goal.
When I saw her having a seizure, I didn't freak out right away. Instead, I was captivated by the green sparkles that suddenly danced across her body. They seemed to nestle right into her skin, almost like they were alive, moving with a strange vitality.
The phenomenon was short-lived, as Maiko Plasma suddenly lost consciousness. After carefully tidying up her kimono, I gently lifted her and carried her to the bed, allowing her to rest and recover in peace.
What I injected into her body was none other than the blood I had collected from the aliens and monsters that had attacked city C just a few days ago. I didn't plan on giving it to her straight up, so I decided to experiment a bit and process the blood first to enhance its effects.
If you're wondering why I didn't hand it over to Do-S, the reason is pretty straightforward: she just wasn't in the right frame of mind to take it in yet.