Chapter 148: Ill Erase It, So Lets Have Sex! (1)
This is a real prison.
Fundamentally different from the playroom disguised as a prison in my Milf Hunter workshop.
On one side, various restraints and torture devices, long unused but ready to be deployed, and before me, a dark corridor faintly illuminated by mana lanterns.
It wouldn’t be strange to find someone who was actually imprisoned here and died.
“Master.”
Gayeon is huddled miserably in the corner of a solitary cell, wearing the Magnetar Center’s slave uniform – a full-body bodysuit.
It’s no wonder, considering she struggled while completely restrained.
She’s bound from head to toe with special restraints, rendering her immobile, even with her superhuman Collapser strength.
My body tenses up naturally.