Master of Masters 110

Chapter 110

The admiral, kneeling before He Yue, unbuttoned his uniform one by one.

His body was covered in a mix of fresh wounds and old scars.

The female insect’s recovery ability, far superior to a human’s, meant that no long-lasting scars would remain on Koeyle’s body. These new wounds were perhaps from yesterday, and the old ones only a few days past.

Koeyle snuck a glance at He Yue’s expression and, as expected, was met with a somber gaze.

Regardless of whether He Yue was intentionally tensing his expression, he didn’t look happy at this moment.

Koeyle’s body reacted before his mind. His body, conditioned for three months, remembered his master’s habits, and the moment he saw He Yue’s cold face, his body tensed up.

Nervous, but also brewing with excitement.

Koeyle took off his entire uniform, threw it aside, and frankly showed his master every wound on his body.

The shapes of the wounds varied, and He Yue, as skilled as he was, could accurately identify the cause of each wound.

The tools in the studio were neatly arranged, each one as clean as new. But their surfaces showed signs of use, a few scratches giving them the marks of time.

“You’ve used them a lot, haven’t you, Admiral Koeyle?” He Yue took a thin resin precept from the cabinet.

The smooth black surface of the resin had a serious air, and He Yue, with his elegant long hair, holding it, had the air of a teacher.

Koeyle swallowed, his gaze, which had been almost lost, moving away from He Yue, and he looked down at the ground.

His master’s questioning hit the mark. He could only endure the long longing by often whipping himself.

But the admiral’s technique was not skilled, and he had never been gentle with himself. He couldn’t feel the familiar sensation from his self-abuse, because his master was always very thoughtful when he hit him.

He could only feel a similarity in the pain, the more painful the better, until he was obsessed with this gradually fatal pain.

The end of the precept lifted Koeyle’s chin, and he was forced back to reality from his reverie, to face the He Yue who was really in front of him after a long longing.

This gaze was so affectionate that even He Yue found it rare.

The tip of the rod against his chin trembled slightly, then followed his Adam’s apple and landed on the fresh whip wound on his left chest.

“How did you get this?” He Yue asked in a light tone, but his gentle voice showed no intention of interrogating him.

Koeyle’s hands were behind his back, a very standard kneeling posture.

“Last night, I was thinking of you until my heart ached… ugh!”

The precept in He Yue’s hand poked the just-scabbed wound with force, leaving a new red mark around the bloody wound.

He followed the lines of his muscles and poked the front end of the precept to the admiral’s waist.

“What about here?”

It was a scar from a stitched-up wound, already fading to a light brown.

Koeyle didn’t remember being whipped on his waist recently, and he looked down.

It was indeed not something he had done himself in the studio.

“The interstellar foreign object from the last cosmic magnetic field riot, I was injured there.”

He Yue found many similar light brown scars on his upper body, but not on his legs. He asked, “Was it a serious injury?”

Koeyle smiled faintly. “High amputation. When a female insect’s body regenerates, the base hospital asked me if I had a master. I said I did, and asked them to send you a message.”

He showed a cunning smile. “I admit I have a selfish motive. My world can’t find you, and I promised you I wouldn’t come looking for you. What if the base doctor could find you?”

But the system had completely blocked him, and the mechanical god had given him no chance to interfere with He Yue’s conquest mission.

“But the base doctor ultimately didn’t bring you. The empty recovery room only had me, and I remembered how you had me serve you with my alien insect body there… I was so afraid that all of this was fake, just like before I met you, I had to endure the pain like this.”

“Koeyle…” He Yue loosened the precept against his body and placed his palm on his cheek, stroking it gently, as if petting an obedient pet dog.

Koeyle affectionately nuzzled He Yue’s palm. “But, I have your imprint… as long as the imprint is still there, I’m still your little dog.”

He saw He Yue’s face grow serious and smiled easily. “I’m telling Master this, not to make you sad. The past is in the past, I just want Master to feel sorry for me.”

An overly smart and a little cunning little dog.

He Yue suppressed a smile and skillfully scratched his chin, his words like melting ice, gentle and beautiful:

“Master loves you.”

The admiral was about to melt in He Yue’s hands. His breathing was deep, and he obediently nuzzled He Yue’s palm.

“Little dog loves you deeply, Master.”

This time, He Yue traced the wound with his finger. The hard scab had a stinging sensation on his fingertip, and the hot body next to the wound rose and fell with his breathing.

“Before I said, you sell yourself to me for three months, and after the deadline, I will return yourself to you.”

He Yue pointed to the new and old whip marks on his body. “You disposed of your own body, I have no reason to punish you.”

The admiral, who was so aroused by He Yue’s touch, his gaze froze, his heart sinking. He quickly shook his head, his eyes filled with panic. “Master, don’t throw away the little dog again…”

He Yue chuckled softly and pinched the major general’s face. “What I mean is, do you want to sell yourself to me again?”

In the doggy’s expectant gaze, He Yue’s eyes were soft, as gentle as water:

“This time, the period is a lifetime.”

Hot tears fell on He Yue’s fingers.

This iron-blooded admiral rarely shed tears, even in a life-threatening situation, he would not easily shed tears. But when he was in front of He Yue, that sincere and passionate heart was hot and fragile, and he would cry because of his master’s approval.

“I want a lifetime… I want to be by my master’s side for a lifetime…”

“Don’t cry.”

He Yue pulled the admiral’s head into his arms.

Koeyle’s nose bumped against He Yue’s chest, and he smelled his master’s pheromones. His mental imprint was verified with his master’s pheromones, and a very warm current flowed through every blood vessel.

Koeyle, who had never given up waiting, finally got his master’s approval.

He Yue now had no way to use the system to cheat, but he could feel that the value of the little dog in his arms must be off the charts.

He was more excited than any time he had been awarded a medal, just because he had received He Yue’s promise.

In this world, there was no more beautiful gift than this.

He Yue patted Koeyle’s hair and got up, breaking the comforting hug.

“Since that’s the case, I won’t allow any insect other than me to touch or punish your body, including yourself.”

He gripped the precept in his hand and gently tapped it on his other palm.

Koeyle shifted his knees, maintaining the most standard kneeling posture from the beginning.

He was devout and sincere, his chin slightly raised, as if swearing an oath to his god. “Yes, Master, everything I have belongs to you.”

Whether it was his body, his life, or his thoughts, his dignity, he had given it all to his master’s control because of absolute trust.

Koeyle didn’t understand the meaning of everything at first, but now, he understood the meaning of submission very clearly.

He Yue took a step forward. “For your recklessness before, I should also punish you.”

He kicked Koeyle’s knee and snapped, “Hold it.”

He wanted to cover the scars his little dog had left on his body out of painful longing and give them a new meaning from his master.

The first strike landed on Koeyle’s left chest, crossing the diagonal wound, forming a special pattern.

The pain of a new wound on an old one was double, which was particularly helpful for remembering.

Koeyle flinched and whispered, biting his teeth, “Thank you for the Master’s reward.”

He Yue was very satisfied with his reaction and raised his hand again, covering the many wounds on his front and back.

The tip of the precept poked Koeyle’s fragile nerve, deforming the twisted wound on his hard erection.

“What’s this for?” He Yue asked knowingly.

Koeyle caught the teasing look in his master’s eyes, and the hand bracing his ankle also tentatively leaned forward. “Because the slutty dog misses his master, wants to be fucked by his master..”

As expected, because of his words, the rod on him moved a little.

He Yue chuckled and, without hesitation, came at the twisted wound from the opposite direction, hitting it hard. He had to punish this smart but not annoying little dog, so he used a lot of force.

Thankfully, Admiral Koeyle’s well-trained body was strong enough, and he only swayed from side to side, not falling to the ground.

The consequence of “provoking” his master within a reasonable range, Koeyle had now tasted it to the fullest.

“Master, I was wrong…” Koeyle took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to suppress this unbearable feeling.

He was very hungry.

Ever since He Yue left, he hadn’t touched his own ass.

“The admiral hasn’t used it for so long, he should be like a virgin now, right?”

Koeyle nodded in agreement. “Yes, Master…”

“It’s not training time, don’t forget to loosen up for your master.” The precept in He Yue’s hand pointed at his face. “The admiral knows best what I like, right?”

Even though he was starving, Koeyle was still very patient. His master’s loosening of the reins gave him a lot to look forward to, and he should slowly get that opportunity.

“Yes, Master, I will satisfy Master.”

He Yue pressed the precept against his waist, his eyes changing.

There was something Koeyle hadn’t said, but He Yue knew.

In the past, Koeyle, whose accompanying female insect had died, was a masterless female insect, and he could endure the pain of a severed limb without male insect pheromones.

Until He Yue bonded with him, he was already a bonded female insect, and without his own master’s pheromones, he had to wander on the verge of insectoidization.

If the system hadn’t blocked Koeyle at that time, he would have heard the system repeat “the conquest target’s mental power is abnormal” many, many times.

But Koeyle had still survived, with a perseverance that was like a miracle.

He Yue raised his hand and brought it down hard on the light brown stitched scar.

The bright red mark covered the already faded light brown scar.

“Admiral Koeyle, in the future, if you get injured on an expedition, remember to find your master.”

After speaking, He Yue crossed over the bright red whip mark and struck a few more times, until the stitched scar was completely gone.

“Master…” Koeyle dragged his body, covered in new wounds, and moved to He Yue’s feet. He leaned against He Yue’s knee affectionately, then went a step further and rested his head on his master’s knee.

“…I love you.”