Chapter 322: Chimerical Resistance
Alexander leaned over the light-blue-haired girl’s ear and whispered in a measured tone:
"I’ll only give myself one small handicap. No one is going to fuck you until you beg for it, understood? Now just try to resist."
Alexander began sliding his hands with dexterity. His touch started at her shoulders, worked down with just the right amount of pressure toward her traps and traced up her neck until brushing against her earlobes. TMC had given him a meticulous training in the past, designed to deliver the ultimate level of customer service and manipulate the body’s sensory response.
"Brianna... kiss her neck," Alexander ordered without slowing his movements.
Brianna approached and pressed her lips to the prisoner’s neck, placing warm, wet kisses along her skin, while Paige and Sydney stepped to the sides and began unbuckling and stripping away her clothes.
"Wait!" the light-blue-haired girl protested, trying to flinch away as goosebumps broke out all over her skin. "You said no one would fuck me if I didn’t want to!"
Alexander let out a soft chuckle right by her ear.
"Did you believe that? I’ll fuck you as much as I want."
The girl shuddered closing her eyes as panic washed across her face. Alexander laughed at her reaction.
"It’s just a joke," Alexander said, sliding his fingers along her shoulders once more. "No one here is going to get fucked unless you ask for it..."
Paige and Sydney finished stripping her of her clothes, leaving her naked and exposed on the chair.
Without wasting a second, Paige leaned forward and began licking and devouring her breasts biting her hardened nipples, while Sydney knelt between her parted legs. Sydney brought her face close to the prisoner’s crotch and began sucking her pussy, using her tongue in rapid, circular motions over her clitoris.
Alexander applied an advanced acupressure technique, pressing with his fist against a key point at the base of her spine. The direct nerve stimulation triggered her body’s response, tenfold increasing the sensitivity of every nerve ending.
The light-blue-haired girl threw her head back, unable to hold back a groan that echoed through the room.
"Ah... aahh!" she groaned out of control, thrashing violently against her bindings.
In her mind, the assassin kept repeating over and over that she had to resist, clinging to the thought that she felt no pleasure at all. But her own body betrayed her in the most humiliating way. Her skin flushed, her thighs trembled and the wetness between her legs became overwhelming.
After just a few seconds of that combined stimulation, the girl convulsed in a orgasm, squirting a hot jet of fluid that soaked Sydney’s face and lips, who smirked with satisfaction as she wiped herself with the back of her hand.
The light-blue-haired girl hung limp against her bindings, an involuntary smile on her lips as a thread of drool trickled down the corner of her mouth. Alexander hadn’t been wrong about a thing. As a mere spy, she had to maintain an low profile. She was strictly forbidden from frequenting entertainment venues like the city’s famous men’s bar, and in this store, her clients were strictly women.
She had arrived in this town eight long years ago; it took her three years to earn her superiors’ trust, and she had spent the last five confined to this high-end shop, spying on noblewomen and female officials for the organization. For five long years, she had been masturbating alone in a cold room, to the point where the hollow loneliness consumed her, turning intimacy into a lifeless routine.
Now that she had just been launched into heaven, her heart pounded wildly against her chest. The dreadful memory of that isolation rushed back, and panic seized her mind: she refused to return to that gray existence.
Alexander paused for a few seconds, letting her mind wander while he studied her unraveling expression.
"Well, well, you really are resilient," Alexander said, letting out a feigned sigh of disappointment. "I thought it would take less effort to break you; I admit I underestimated you. Girls, pack up. She doesn’t know anything," he added winking at his three shadows.
Brianna, Paige, and Sydney picked up on the play instantly.
"You’re right, Master," Brianna said, stepping back. "She is tough. We can head to the outpost on the outskirts; I know the manager there, and she might know more."
Hearing those words, the light-blue-haired girl felt her world crash down. The sheer dread of abandonment paralyzed her. In her mind, she expected another round, expected them to push her until she shattered completely... How could they just leave so easily? Was a single round enough for them? Was it enough for her?
Her heart hammered violently as she searched for any way to stop them from leaving her behind.
Alexander walked toward the door and grabbed the wooden handle with indifference. Paige and Sydney stepped up behind him, while Brianna took a step forward, ready to clear the path.
Seeing the door begin to open and the shadows of loneliness creeping back in, the light-blue-haired girl couldn’t hold it in any longer. Her resolve shattered completely.
"Wait! Don’t leave, please!" she begged through sobs, thrashing frantically against the chair. "I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything I know, I promise, but don’t leave me here!"
Alexander stopped dead in his tracks, slowly turned his head, and looked at her with an arched eyebrow, feigning confusion.
"What do you mean? But you had already won," Alexander said, letting go of the handle and folding his arms. "I didn’t lay a single hand on you to hurt you. Are you trying to make me feel bad? I don’t break my promises. I must let you go to keep my word."
"No, no, Master!" she cried out in desperation, her voice cracking in her throat. "You are a true gentleman! I... I am deeply impressed by you, that is why I yield! It’s not that you’re breaking your word, Master, don’t misunderstand me... It’s just that I... I... I feel so lonely!"
Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, soaking the bindings across her chest. The assassin’s pride vanished entirely, leaving behind a woman broken by years of isolation.
"I truly want to have what they have..." she confessed through gasps, looking at Brianna, Paige, and Sydney with pure envy and longing. "You were right... They are so fortunate, and I am so miserable... Please, Master... take me in too."