Master of Masters 60

Chapter 60: Suffocation [Knasch, 40%]

“Let’s go, let me see what you’ve learned.”

The routine thirty strikes had become a daily habit. Whenever He Yue was in a good mood, he would pick up the wooden rod at some point during the day. The rod was wielded skillfully in his hands, each day a different pattern.

For example, now, he had just finished browsing the day’s news on his optical device, wearing his rimless blue-light glasses, and wanted to add a little fun to his boring life.

On the studio floor was a carving, its patterns clear, wrapped in circles. It was wider than anything Knasch had seen or used in the past two days, its base firmly fixed to the floor with a suction cup.

Knasch crawled over, his hand just able to grip it.

“Look here.” Following the voice, He Yue leaned against the full-length mirror, one hand on its carved frame. His indifferent gaze fell on the rimless glasses he hadn’t yet taken off, the chains on both sides extending from the corners of his eyes to his shoulders, occasionally swaying with his movements.

The mirror was wiped clean, without a single streak, clearly reflecting everything.

Thus, Knasch could see his own reflection in the mirror.

The image in his mind was illusory and unreal, but what he saw with his eyes was the most real.

He had never seen himself before, always listening to the instructions with his eyes closed, accepting the ratings.

“Don’t close your eyes, take a good look at yourself, the self you’re so proud of.”

He Yue’s elbow rested on the edge of the mirror, and he leaned against it, looking down at the hesitant fox. The fox, who had so confidently declared he would perform well just a few days ago, now looked nervous and awkward.

The fox leaned down, licking the object as per the rules. The lifeless object was cold and hard, but seeing his own reflection in the mirror made Knasch’s heart pound and his face flush.

As he held his breath, he couldn’t replicate the techniques he had learned, his mind blank as he looked at himself in the mirror.

“Continue.”

He Yue didn’t comment, even though the clumsy fox looked no different from those difficult novices. The single lens of his glasses reflected the light, his indifferent gaze cold and calm.

His voice brought the fox’s wandering consciousness back, and he jolted, crawling forward and bracing himself for what was to come.

His Master’s calm gaze made him even more nervous. Knasch knew his Master wasn’t satisfied, nor was he pleased by his clumsy performance.

And thus, he became even more nervous. The fox, who should have been very skilled, now looked away from the disappearing carving and himself in the mirror, his movements clumsy and difficult. He didn’t feel any pain, only the shame of seeing his own wanton appearance for the first time, a feeling that didn’t belong to a mindless tool.

The sound of knuckles tapping on the mirror was loud, the glass surface vibrating with each tap, distorting the reflection.

“With this pathetic display, you dare say you’ve been trained?”

He Yue raised an eyebrow and looked down, already somewhat impatient. He had had some expectations, but now he was greatly disappointed.

The fox’s sensitivity had been trained to a high level by the experimenters, the reaction time in the file decreasing with each page, a slight touch enough to bring out his slutty dog nature. This was good for a tool, but for his Master’s fox, getting aroused at the drop of a hat wasn’t a good thing.

“Is this a finished product? Look at you.” He Yue’s knuckles rapped against the mirror, his calm tone a sharp sting. “Like this, who would have the interest to fuck you?”

He Yue leaned back against the mirror, displeased, watching as the fox’s face gradually stiffened.

“Master, I’m sorry…”

That painful, deadly experience had left nothing but pain. The skills and high ratings he thought would please his Master were now worthless.

The fox collapsed to the floor, the object still inside him, facing the mirror, sobbing softly.

“The fox has never been proactive, Master… they were all violent tests, directly stimulating the fox to test his reaction…”

“So? You want me to serve you?”

The words were like a sudden enlightenment, everything becoming crystal clear.

He wasn’t a lifeless object, to be used like any cold tool. Those tests were just like factory inspections, testing if he could still function. What he should be doing now was actively satisfying his Master.

His blood turned hot, and Knasch truly felt the flow of his blood, the beating of his heart, and the rising and falling of his breath.

As if he had truly come alive.

He had never felt so truly alive before.

[Knasch, 40%.]

His gaze shifted from the mirror to He Yue, leaning against it. The cold object seemed to be imbued with life, connected to He Yue, as if it were He Yue himself.

“Master… Master…”

Knasch called out softly, his stiff body softening, his voice becoming natural, gradually becoming aroused and wanton. He raised his chin slightly, meeting He Yue’s gaze, relieved to finally see a softer look behind the cold lenses, and was greatly encouraged, trying even harder to please.

“Stop.”

A cold voice brought the almost out-of-control fox back.

Knasch was already used to He Yue’s strict control over him. This body, with its reaction time data in the file getting shorter and shorter, had learned to suppress all thoughts under He Yue’s hand.

And thus, he became even more sensitive, sometimes a single look from He Yue was enough to arouse him.

“Come here.”

He steadied his erratic breathing and crawled to He Yue’s feet.

A trail of pre-cum followed him.

He looked up at He Yue, his azure eyes filled with dependence and reverence. He Yue’s hand, which had been resting on his head, now ruffled his fox ears, the gentle atmosphere a great blessing.

“Master…”

The fox affectionately nuzzled He Yue’s knee, his arms wrapped around his calf. He closed his eyes to calm his surging emotions, and although it was becoming increasingly difficult after so long of being forbidden, he still tried his best.

“Forget the past, the clumsy teachings are worthless, and I’m not satisfied.” Knasch nodded repeatedly, his ears rubbing against He Yue’s palm.

The past had no meaning, and he truly cut ties with it in He Yue’s words. He had thought it would be difficult to let go of the painful past, that it would take great courage and determination to move on, but his Master had made it so easy.

He now realized that He Yue’s appearance was perhaps a remedy for his painful past, a supreme blessing.

“Thank you, Master… I understand.”

“A fox is a smart creature.”

The praised fox unconsciously wagged his fluffy tail, quickly attracting He Yue’s attention.

“I’m seriously considering making this a daily routine.”

He Yue clearly felt the fox’s ears stiffen, his large tail stopping its wagging.

Knasch was still in his long, indefinite period of prohibition, his pent-up lust increasingly occupying his daily life, unable to be calmed even with deep breaths. He didn’t know how long he could last in this state. In the past, he would almost dehydrate in the lab every day, but now, with He Yue blocking the floodgates, he couldn’t even dehydrate if he wanted to.

“Master…” the fox pleaded softly.

“Are you sure you want to beg for my mercy at this time?”

“I don’t know if I can do it, Master. The fox is already… really out of control.” “Endure until the last second, fox.” He Yue’s tone wasn’t stern, and with his rimless glasses, he looked more like a gentle mentor, patiently guiding him. “If you meet my requirements, I’ll agree to bond with you.” Knasch’s ears perked up at the keyword.

No one could resist He Yue’s voice, and Knasch was no exception. He felt his mind was completely filled with He Yue’s rich, warm voice, his consciousness in a state of chaos.

He didn’t know what he was capable of, but he quickly agreed.

“The thirty strikes for today haven’t been given yet, kneel properly.”

The familiar wooden rod was in He Yue’s hand, the sound of it tapping against his palm coming from behind.

“Spread your cheeks, I’m punishing you.”

Knasch’s ass, which he had just been tormenting himself, was red and swollen, and he had to pull his cheeks apart with his own hands.

The rod landed squarely, like hitting water, splashing a fine mist. The fragile new flesh immediately became even redder and more swollen, almost breaking the skin.

Knasch cried out at the first strike, his core strength giving out, his chin hitting the ground hard. He knelt, prostrate, almost biting his tongue.

And thus, his ass was even more exposed to He Yue.

The rod came down without mercy, each strike making the fox cry out, his vision filled with white light.

He Yue showed no mercy, the more he heard the cries, the more excited he became, his grip on the rod tightening. He couldn’t be gentle with Knasch, and a game without consequences could be played with a bit more disregard for the rules, making it more enjoyable.

In the end, the fox’s voice was hoarse from crying, and the wooden rod was stained not just with pre-cum, but also with blood.

His ass was beaten senseless, yet his hyper-healing ability was working overtime, healing the wounds, growing new flesh. The fox struggled to control his lust, yet he was lost in the wooden rod in He Yue’s hand.

“Ugh… Master…”

His hoarse voice wanted to plead, wanted to call He Yue’s name, but it came out as “Master” instead.

“Last three, little fox.” He Yue knew he had reached his absolute limit, every second of endurance a testament to his desire for his Master’s approval. “I won’t be gentle, endure it, and I’ll let you cum.” Knasch’s forehead was pressed against the ground, and he whimpered and nodded. He held his breath, tensing his entire body.

He Yue was very satisfied with his obedience, especially the kind of submission that almost defied biological rules, a complete surrender and trust.

He didn’t hold back in the end, but the fox held his breath, bit his lip, and swallowed his cries. The last strike was so hard it almost broke the skin, and Knasch, unable to kneel any longer, fell forward, his tense nerves snapping, his orgasm sending a wave of pleasure through him, his vision going black, and he heard nothing.

“Knasch! Breathe!!”

He Yue grabbed the fox’s ears and pulled him up from the ground.

He pried open Knasch’s mouth, pushing his teeth apart, revealing his sharp canines, trying to make him breathe.

The fox’s eyes were rolled back, a sign of fainting from lack of oxygen.

His reaction in an emergency was incredibly fast. He Yue pinched his jaw, covered his lips, and gave him a few breaths of air.

Perhaps it was due to extreme tension, and the foolish fox holding his breath during his orgasm, but his consciousness was still hazy, and he was still holding his breath, almost suffocating himself.

His consciousness gradually returned, and Knasch coughed violently, seeing He Yue close at hand, his rimless glasses slightly askew, his eyes behind the lenses filled with anger and a hint of urgency.

He suddenly felt a warmth in his heart.

“Master… there are two, no, three of you…” Knasch counted the overlapping images before him and reached out to adjust He Yue’s glasses.

This made He Yue laugh, his anger and urgency dissipating slightly.

“You almost became the first fox in the world to suffocate himself.”

Knasch lowered his head in guilt, his ears flattened against his head. He leaned forward pleadingly, his nose touching He Yue’s shoulder.

“Master, the fox is fine…”

His vulnerable, pitiful act was a complete green tea fox move, but his soft ears brushing against He Yue’s cheek was incredibly effective.

He Yue knew he had used all his strength to satisfy his command and hugged him back. “Why didn’t you call my name when you couldn’t take it?” “I can’t just call it out.”

“This isn’t just calling it out.” He Yue let the fox rub his ears against his cheek, the soft, ticklish sensation very comfortable. “Call it when you can’t take it anymore. I said I would stop, and I will.” “I don’t want to disappoint Master.” Knasch smiled, a cunning, mischievous look in his eyes. “If I had called out, Master wouldn’t have kissed me.” He was, of course, referring to the mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

“It’s good to let me know your limits.”

“The fox has no limits.”

He Yue wasn’t sure. This fox’s hyper-healing ability might have really recovered in a short while, but this scene subconsciously triggered some of his emergency response experiences.

It wasn’t like he hadn’t dealt with cases of people playing with asphyxiation and almost dying.

As one of the most dangerous activities, without absolute trust, it was easy for one to lose their life.

The female insect, however, was nonchalantly wagging his tail, licking his lips, probably still reminiscing about the mouth-to-mouth that wasn’t a kiss.

He Yue chuckled helplessly, grabbed the wagging tail, and ruffled it into a messy ball before letting go.

“I should have punished you properly to teach you a lesson.”

The fox’s ears perked up, brushing against the stray hairs on He Yue’s forehead, his voice filled with excitement. “What will Master use?” “Look at you, so excited.” He Yue slapped his ass, which was still not fully healed. “Get up and clean this place up.” Knasch obediently agreed, ran to get a clean cloth, and started working.

The video doorbell downstairs had been ringing for a while, but He Yue’s optical device had been on silent, and he only saw the image now. The insect outside was Kano, who had been waiting at the door for a long time.

“Your creator is very concerned about you.” He Yue said teasingly.

Knasch, who was wiping the floor, paused, shaking his head so hard that his ears almost blurred.

“He must be here to see you, Master.”

“Get dressed and come down.”

Kano, sitting on the sofa, his gaze fixed on He Yue’s rimless glasses.

The glasses added a lot of coldness to He Yue, his light-colored silk shirt clinging loosely to his body, a faint sheen to it. He looked aloof, with a hint of a refined scoundrel, even his smile polite and courteous.

“Long time no see.” He Yue poured him a cup of hot tea, crossed his legs, and leaned back on the sofa, holding the teacup.

“Yes, what have you been busy with lately?”

“Busy raising a fox.”

Knasch came down from the second floor, wearing an oversized hoodie and shorts, and walked barefoot around He Yue, avoiding Kano.

“Come here.” He Yue patted his knee.

The established rules were already familiar, and Knasch knelt at He Yue’s feet, resting his head on his leg, letting him stroke his ears.

He didn’t look at Kano at all.

“I’ve never seen him so obedient. He used to bare his teeth and flash his knife at everyone.” Kano had always admired He Yue’s methods, but seeing the fierce and resentful fox now so docile was still surprising.

How long had it been?

He thought it would take He Yue a year or two to achieve this, but he had done it in just a few months.

He Yue kneaded his ears, seeing the fox gradually become aroused, his breathing deepening and becoming erratic.

“Fox, look up, let my male insect friend see you.”

Knasch obediently knelt up, his gaze finally turning to Kano.

He was dazed from having his ears rubbed by He Yue, his eyes filled with lingering lust, but when he looked at Kano, his expression was one of genuine indifference.

No hatred, no resentment.

Master had told him to make a clean break with his painful past, to pull him out of the dark mire, and he had done so.

“Don’t mind him, Kano, a fox is naturally wanton. A gentle rub of his ears and he gets aroused, he’s really hard to discipline.” He Yue said, but he pinched the fox’s ears even harder.

Knasch couldn’t suppress a soft moan, becoming even more wanton in He Yue’s hands.

“Seeing that he won’t hurt you, I’m relieved.” Kano breathed a sigh of relief and downed the tea in his cup.

He Yue gestured towards the teapot on the table, and Knasch immediately got up and poured him more tea.

“Your technique is truly amazing. Would I be so lucky as to have you teach us?” Kano asked.

The first time he had demonstrated the leather rope at the auction, it had left a deep impression on the insects, spreading widely within a special circle of male insects. Many male insects had asked Kano for information about this Master, but he had intercepted most of them.

“We’ll see in the future.”

Kano pushed an exquisite invitation towards He Yue. On it, besides He Yue’s full name, Henry Evans, was a line of text: “From Castle.”

“He said you wouldn’t refuse.”

He Yue picked up the invitation, his thumb gently stroking the gold-stamped words.

This feeling of time travel, as if he weren’t in the insect world, but back on Earth before transmigrating.

“Who said?”

Kano didn’t answer directly. “Just like he wouldn’t refuse your friend request.” The mysterious craftsman.

“Will he be there?”

Kano shook his head. “He will, but he asked me to promise that he would only see you from afar.” This was a deal between Kano and the craftsman, but the content concerned He Yue.

He Yue chuckled. “What did he give you?”

“He promised me that he would let me see what a finished sex tool looks like, and establish a club that meets my desired standards.” Kano explained. “All he wants is to see you from afar. This request doesn’t sound excessive, and I thought, perhaps you wouldn’t refuse.” He Yue was very familiar with the art of negotiation. He said, “Let him come see me, otherwise I won’t go.” “He said he needs to sell his handmade items to make a living, and he’s seriously ill, his body broken, and he doesn’t want you to see him like this.” Kano sighed helplessly. “He’s a masterless female insect. It seems he also wants to leave a good impression on you, to be your dog.” He Yue swirled the teacup in his hand, his palm warming slightly.

“Why does he have to see me?”

“In his words, probably, because of unrequited love.”

If he was a female insect, He Yue guessed he was also a conquest target. He could have the system scan him later and find out his name.

“Alright, I’ll accept the invitation. See you then.”

Kano stood up to leave, and the doorbell rang.

Wien pushed open the door and entered, carrying a large backpack. He looked much thinner, the slightly tight wool sweater hiding his familiar arm and chest muscles.

Kano greeted him and then left.

“Is the research institute so exploitative? Why does my doggy look so haggard?” He Yue stood up to greet him and handed him the unfinished teacup.

“Have a sip and rest.”

Wien took the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp, his other hand gently taking He Yue’s.

“I missed you so much, Master.”

Wien’s voice was soft and gentle, probably deliberately so.

He Yue patted his head and leaned closer, resting his head on his chest.

“Let’s recharge for a bit.”

Wien wrapped his arms around He Yue’s waist and rested his head on his shoulder. His severely depleted spirit seemed to be recharged by the embrace, gradually filling up.

He Yue’s waist was slender, and Wien, with his large build, could easily encircle him, his palms almost touching his own waist. Their chests were pressed together, the sweet floral scent filling his nostrils, his breathing quickening.

“Did you bring your work from the base back?” He Yue glanced at the large black backpack on Wien’s back.

“Yes, I can still look at it before bed tonight.”

His voice was so haggard, he must have pulled several all-nighters, and his muscles had disappeared at an alarming rate, no longer having that particularly soft, yielding feel.

He rarely came back from the base, and now, even when he did, he was still holding onto his work.

This little dog couldn’t continue to work himself to death.

“No, you’re staying with me tonight.”

Wien’s body stiffened, then he hugged He Yue even tighter.

“Alright, I won’t look at it, I’ll stay with Master.”

He Yue felt an itching sensation on his foot, as if something soft was brushing against it. He looked down and saw a ball of white fluff and turned his head in confusion.

The fox had somehow crawled to his feet, wrapped his tail around his ankle, and was now sitting on the floor, his arms crossed.

He frowned, his eyes filled with displeasure.

“What are you doing?”

“The fox will sleep in the cage tonight.”

He Yue was amused by his sulking expression. “As if we sleep in the same bed every night. When have you ever slept in my room?” The fox, his vulnerability exposed, perked up his ears, pulled his tail back and hugged it, baring his teeth fiercely, his ears and tail fur bristling, almost becoming a ball.

“I’ll go make dinner for Master and Lieutenant Colonel Wien.”

The fox only bared his teeth for a moment, then, seeing He Yue raise an eyebrow, he quickly retracted them and went back to being a good fox, hugging his tail tightly.

The sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen was very loud, the spatula hitting the bottom of the wok with force.

“Knasch, be quiet!” He Yue called out.

The kitchen fell silent, only the sound of sizzling oil remaining, and a fox, with his back to He Yue, gritting his teeth, but obediently holding his tail.

“The fox has changed…” Wien murmured, looking at Knasch’s back.

“He’s still the same mischievous animal, always looking for a beating.” He Yue also looked at the busy yet skillful Knasch.

Wien rested his face on He Yue’s shoulder, a complex mix of emotions in his eyes, condensed into a single sentence: “He also loves you, Master.”