Chapter 23: Surrender

Chapter 23: Surrender

“Haa, haa…”

I distanced myself from Scarlett as my body heated up further.

Why did this even happen?

As I frowned and caught my breath, the pill I’d taken earlier flashed in my mind.

She smiled faintly and gripped my shoulder tightly.

Jerk, my body trembled slightly at Scarlett’s touch.

Furthermore, the area on my stomach where the Yin-Yang symbol was etched throbbed.

“Miss… What is this…”

“You’ve probably never seen it before. This is a marking usually only found on demons.”

That was certainly true.

The Yin-Yang symbol is a marking etched to subdue demons.

It’s not common to engrave it on humans.

If it is, it’s usually on slaves in the underworld.

A terrifying magic that maximizes sexual pleasure and can have added options depending on the user.

And just now, it was etched onto my stomach.

“Ugh… Ughhh…”

In my panic, I scratched furiously at the Yin-Yang symbol.

But there was no way this would erase the marking.

Only red marks were left where I scratched.

Scarlett looked at me as if I were incredibly cute.

“It’s because you kept trying to escape.”

She said, gesturing towards the window.

As I tried to catch my breath, wondering what she meant.

Scarlett poked my solar plexus with her finger.

“Miss…”

“From now on, you can only climax with me.”

Then she whispered into my ear.

“No matter how much you rub, no matter how much you beg, if you keep trying to run away, I’ll just leave you be.”

Thump, thump.

Was it because her voice tickled my ears?

Or was it the anxiety that came with the words ‘can’t climax’?

My heart kept pounding.

I bit my lip and stroked my stomach.

It was hot. As if being slowly heated by something.

Scarlett watched me with amusement.

Then, she stretched and slumped onto my body, looking tired.

“Haaah… I’m tired today, so let’s end it here…”

Usually, she’d rub against me until she was satisfied.

But this time, she was explicitly cutting off the sex.

There was a mischievous intent in her eyes as she looked at me with a faint smile.

I could feel her determination to completely break me.

But no matter how much I was drugged.

I wouldn’t be so easily swayed by such intentions.

I closed my mouth tightly and hugged Scarlett.

“Let’s see who wins.”

I’m not some masturbation addict.

I wouldn’t die from not climaxing a few times.

My lower body was already heating up from Scarlett’s soft touch.

But who would have thought I couldn’t even control my own lust?

****

Two days passed.

Squish, squish-

“Haaak, hek. Kkuek.”

I buried my face in the bed, making a foolish sound.

Scarlett was sleeping soundly in the dark room.

My hands, moving diligently, were rubbing my vulva.

Saliva dripped from my slightly parted lips.

But I didn’t have time to wipe it. Harder, stronger. I thrust into my canal.

Sluuurp, sluuuurp-

Sticky lubricant flowed, drenching my hands.

But despite that, I couldn’t climax.

Scarlett’s words about leaving me be were indeed true.

Honestly, the thought that lingered most in my mind was, ‘How long can this last?’

But it was Scarlett who wouldn’t die from not climaxing a few times.

She seemed to find my reactions quite amusing.

“I need stronger stimulation…”

My markings were already full.

But I had no intention of using them for neutralization, nor any other thoughts.

The incense was still burning, filling the room with a sweet scent.

It made me feel even crazier.

Lately, Scarlett hasn’t been dealing with me.

No matter how much I bit her ears, mingled our tongues, or rubbed my vulva to seduce her.

She’d just say, ‘Later,’ and hug me.

It would be a little better if she didn’t come into the room at all.

But she does everything except sex.

Because of that, Scarlett’s scent is driving me even crazier.

I opened the drawer in the room, dripping lubricant.

Rattle-

Inside were several of Scarlett’s dildos.

I picked up the smallest one.

It was small enough to fit into my own canal.

Without any foreplay, I immediately thrust it deep into my vulva.

“Kihyik..!”

A violent pleasure pierced my body.

But I still couldn’t climax.

The Yin-Yang symbol glowed brightly pink even in the dark room.

Squish, squish.

In my dazed state, I vigorously moved the dildo back and forth.

I lay on the floor, face down, and pushed my hips up.

In that position, I repeatedly stabbed my sensitive spot.

Just about a month ago, even my fingers couldn’t go in.

How did it come to this?

Before I could answer that question, I continued to masturbate roughly.

But still.

“I can’t cum… I want to cum… I want to cum…”

The climax gauge rose only to the verge, then.

It tormented me with a burning pleasure.

Splat!

I thrust until my arm ached, then suddenly dropped the dildo.

The abundant lubricant and the dildo fell to the ground.

And then, I turned my trembling body and sprawled out.

“Hek, hek…”

All the strength left my body.

But the desire to climax still melted my mind.

I felt like I was going insane.

“Hmm… This situation seems to be getting worse…?”

As I moaned, holding my dizzy head.

I turned my gaze to the man looking down at me.

“M-Mister… Haa… Haa…”

“A Yin-Yang symbol… Well, you’ve been subjected to a truly malicious act.”

He fiddled with his fingers as if trying something.

The Yin-Yang symbol cannot be erased by magic.

It’s a restraint meant for demons, the masters of magic.

It can only be removed by the caster, or by the magic of a dragon, the pinnacle of magic.

Tap, tap.

As he touched the Yin-Yang symbol with his finger, my body arched from the hot sensation.

“Aahk… Kahk…”

Involuntarily, beastly moans escaped me from the pleasure.

Swish, swish, the man rubbed my stomach as if drawing something.

But the Yin-Yang symbol remained.

The man sighed, looking troubled.

“This… it can’t be removed. It seems to be a restraint beyond my domain.”

“I’m sorry,” the man added.

I was grateful that he tried, but.

Not being able to climax was a separate issue.

“Haa… Hyaa…”

There was no point in rubbing any further; it would only mess with my head.

I dragged my body and struggled out of the room.

I thought it might be a little better in the hallway.

“That…”

The incense was still faintly burning in the hallway.

If I went downstairs, the servants would notice.

I instinctively felt it. When my mind breaks, and I truly desire Scarlett.

That’s when she’ll make me climax.

How much pleasure will overwhelm me?

Imagining it, my abdomen already ached.

My erect nipples brushed against the floor, sending another wave of pleasure.

I struggled to my feet and stumbled back into the room.

The path I crawled left a clear trail of sticky lubricant.

It was the same now.

Drip, drip. As I sat on the chair, it was quickly soaked with lubricant.

“…This might be a bit dangerous.”

As I gasped, head bowed, the man spoke.

I stared at the man, my tongue hanging out.

My head was spinning, and I couldn’t think of anything.

“Ugh… I’m going… crazy…”

The man then closed his mouth.

As if thinking of something, he touched his throat.

“I can’t do anything for you… but I can offer the words you need.”

He continued in a serious tone.

The man, who had been pacing the room with dignity.

He slowly turned to look at me.

“The Yin-Yang symbol has a loophole. It’s a very brief opportunity, but if you seize it, you can remove it.”

Then, as I blinked.

The man had vanished.

“Haa, Hu…”

The Yin-Yang symbol was a restraint that could be removed.

This was new information.

I stepped over the floor, covered in lubricant from hours of masturbation.

And lay down next to Scarlett.

“Right now, that doesn’t matter…”

It was the most important and necessary thing to hear.

But my mind was too jumbled to plan anything rationally.

Only the desire to climax pierced through my entire body.

If I could just climax once.

Thinking that, I closed my eyes.

****

Two more days passed.

Slurp.

My body trembled at Scarlett’s kiss.

Clatter-

The dining utensil I was holding fell to the ground on its own.

I gasped for air, panting, and buried my head in the table.

I took a deep breath and exhaled, trying to calm myself.

But despite that, my arousal only grew.

The past few days had been hell.

Scarlett never let me satisfy my sexual urges.

There was a time I tried to rub my vulva with my hand while she slept.

But Scarlett woke up and rejected me.

She didn’t stop there.

“Ah, Hh… Miss… Stooop…”

“It’s painful because you can’t cum, right?”

Rub, rub, Scarlett squeezed my nipples with both hands.

It didn’t hurt, but it felt good.

It felt so good, I felt like I was going insane.

Lubricant flowed ceaselessly from my spread legs.

Now, I would just squirt lubricant at the slightest provocation.

After Scarlett called me a ‘lube dispenser’.

I was subtly bothered, but it surprisingly became a point of focus.

Even though I tried my best to hold it in.

If Scarlett just blew on me once, I’d squirt immediately.

“Oh my… You squirted again?”

Squish, squish.

She vigorously rubbed my vulva while hugging me.

Her body heat, her scent, her hands that knew my weak spots so well.

Lubricant kept flowing, but.

“If you keep rubbing like this…”

If she kept thrusting, I could climax.

With that thought, I felt my heart pounding wildly.

But would Scarlett give me what I wanted?

Just as I was about to climax.

When my canal started to contract, she pulled her hand away.

“Hee, heek…”

Why did she pull away?

I was so close to cumming.

Even as I glared at her with resentment.

Scarlett just smiled and returned to her spot.

“You look quite disappointed, don’t you?”

“Miss… P-Please…”

“No. If I give you what you want again, you’ll try to escape, won’t you? Right?”

“I won’t… Please… I’m going crazy…”

“Still, no.”

She shook her head firmly despite my desperate pleas.

I finished my meal, not knowing if I was eating with my nose or my mouth.

Then, Scarlett cleared the plates.

“Come to the bed.”

She beckoned me to the bed with a sly smile.

This was the most agonizing part of this time.

Scarlett never left me alone.

Rather, she did this every day, as if to make me even more desperate.

I sat in front of her without a word and took off my skirt.

Then I spread my legs.

“You’re even wetter today?”

“Phew…”

The breeze from the open window felt good.

Then, Scarlett placed her foot on my vulva.

Wiggling her toes, she slowly stirred inside.

“Kuh, Hiiik…”

Shame surged through me.

But more than that was the desire to climax.

Squish, squish, Scarlett, as if tireless, stimulated me with her foot for about 30 minutes.

I was reaching my limit.

Anyone would break. I, who used to climax every day through sex.

Now I’ve been stimulated for four days.

I let out a foolish moan, “Egguk,” and knelt before her.

Then, with tear-filled eyes, I looked up at her.

I didn’t want to think about anything.

Just to Scarlett, who had an expression that said, ‘Now it’s enough’.

“I’m sorry… Miss… I, I won’t try to escape anymore… Please… I’ll be yours forever…”

I uttered words that even I didn’t understand.

Then, I tightly grasped her waist and panted, inhaling her scent.

“Please… let me cum…”

I begged for climax.

Scarlett remained silent for a moment.

She smiled faintly and lovingly stroked my head.

Then, Scarlett brought her lips to my ear.

“Good job.”

With those words, I felt an extreme pleasure rising.