Master of Masters 57

Chapter 57: He Yue (Angry Super-A Version) [Knasch, 16%]…

Every training session for Knasch was about his body’s tolerance for various tools, until he became obsessed with more intense pain and beatings, never able to let go, becoming a tool for enduring and craving pain.

At least, that’s what his trainer taught him.

“No.”

He Yue’s command had a magical quality, as sharp and powerful as a stone hitting the ground. The sole of his shoe didn’t stop stepping and kneading, inflicting pain while also providing a drowning sensation that stole his consciousness, but his command was stern, forcing him to stay awake.

Restraint was difficult, especially for Knasch’s already well-conditioned body. It was incredibly easy to let go, but staying sane was much harder.

When he was conscious, he could clearly feel the pattern on the sole of He Yue’s shoe, and in the moments when he was pulled back from the chaos, every slight movement of his Master was recorded and analyzed by his brain.

“No… Master, the fox can’t control it…”

Knasch gripped He Yue’s ankle, the genetic imprint demanding that he, as a sex tool, satisfy all his Master’s hobbies and obey all his commands. But the feeling of his erection being crushed by the shoe, then gently prodded by the tip, was too absurd. The naturally wanton fox couldn’t even endure it for a few minutes, let alone a longer wait.

The wound healed quickly, and the moment new flesh grew, it touched the sole of He Yue’s shoe again, a hellish mixture of pain and pleasure.

The fox trembled violently, looking at He Yue with pleading eyes.

Through his teary eyes, his Master sat calmly on the sofa, a wicked smile playing on his lips, showing no signs of relenting, calmly enjoying the pleasure of his sadistic desires being satisfied.

“Master… please, let the fox… cum…”

He Yue took a visual timer from the coffee table drawer and set the countdown to ten minutes.

After a beep, the red sector of the timer slowly moved with the passing of time.

“Ten minutes, not a single second less.”

“Master…”

He Yue placed the visual timer right next to Knasch’s ear.

“Begging doubles the time.”

A single sentence silenced the fox, leaving him on the verge of tears. He watched the slowly moving red sector on the timer, feeling like it wasn’t moving at all.

“Master… the timer isn’t moving, is it, broken…”

He Yue increased the pressure, and the fox cried out. He suppressed a smile and replied calmly, “It only moves once a minute, how can it be that fast?”

Ten minutes was too long.

He Yue switched through the TV channels, not forgetting to clean up his rug. His eyes were fixed on the projector, watching the changing programs with great pleasure, while the rug under his feet was already at its limit, every second an excruciating torment, almost breaking.

“Be quiet, don’t disturb your Master watching TV, little fox.”

Knasch bit his lip hard, swallowing his sobs. He wasn’t afraid of excruciating pain, even if He Yue enjoyed playing with knives on him. But this prolonged restraint was a blank in his life, his true weakness.

He Yue was very good at finding and exploiting his prey’s weaknesses.

“The question with the most public votes is, what is Major General Koeyle’s motivation for his perseverance, overcoming obstacles, and achieving merits and medals?”

He Yue stopped flipping through the channels.

On the projector screen, the major general, wearing his gold epaulettes and formal uniform, sat quietly on the interview sofa, silent for a long time.

The atmosphere was awkward, and the host quickly tried to salvage the situation. “As the only female major general, Major General Koeyle has been a role model for many military females. This is your first time participating in a live interview, and the public wants to learn from you.”

“I hope he can see this.”

Koeyle looked directly at the camera, once again fated to interact with it.

“If, if I can climb to a high enough position, to exist in the public eye and in daily conversations, he will always see me. I don’t want him to forget me, I want to exist in his world.”

The optical network had already exploded, and the host glanced at the camera, his eyes filled with excitement at the rising popularity.

“What is he like to the major general?”

“Don’t forget me…”

Koeyle ignored the host’s words, repeating the phrase like a nightmare. He stared blankly at the flashing red light of the camera, trying to see his Master’s eyes through the dark lens.

“Please, don’t forget me.”

The projector screen glitched, the words “Signal Interrupted” appearing over the flickering mosaic. The soaring popularity had crashed the live broadcast.

He Yue held the remote control, momentarily lost in thought.

The timer’s alarm sounded, pulling him back to reality. He turned off the noisy alarm and got up, walking around his rug.

“Cum, slutty fox.”

Knasch finally heard his Master’s permission and couldn’t hold back any longer, his body trembling violently. The accumulated pleasure was more intense than ever before, the sudden release after extreme restraint easily overwhelming the previous pain, erasing it from his memory.

The pain became a warm-up, the suffering no longer suffering.

[Knasch, 15%]

“Master…”

Knasch gently tugged on He Yue’s finger, but he pulled away as he walked forward. He knelt up and followed, tucking the tip of his tail into He Yue’s hand.

“Is Master sad?”

The fluffy fur felt good, and it also had a relaxing effect. He Yue held the tail tightly and squeezed the tip.

“Not sad, the little dog is doing well, in the public eye, with positive energy and goals, he will have great achievements in the future.”

Knasch’s eyes flickered, and he reached out to hold He Yue’s hand, squeezing his own tail tip along with him.

“He doesn’t seem to care that much about achievements. If he could stay by your side, he might rather not be a major general.”

He Yue looked back, his gaze lingering on the fox with drooping ears, overly empathetic.

“You’re a fox, what do you know?”

The fox, his tail held, couldn’t wag it to show his disagreement, so he could only lower his ears even further, almost pressing them against his silver-white hair.

“I don’t know, but doesn’t Master know? I can analyze his words logically. He first wanted you to see him, and then he wanted a higher position.” The fox, angered by He Yue’s “what do you know,” blurted out, “Little dogs are all idiots! Wien is, and Koeyle is too.”

The fox gritted his teeth, his eyes even more determined.

“Dogs are all idiots!”

“You’re also a canine, you’re the same kind.”

The fox was enraged by these words, as if his reverse scale had been touched, his tail fur standing on end, his ears perked up high as he retorted loudly, “A fox is not a little dog!!”

He Yue was amused by his appearance, finding it interesting. He reached out and ruffled the fox’s head, flattening his ears.

A fox was an animal that was easily angered and irritable.

Hmm, even more fun.

He Yue’s mood improved considerably, and as he went upstairs to his room, he bumped into Wien in the corridor.

“How long have you been standing here, little Wien dog?”

Wien, caught peeking, turned his head, his neck flushing. “I have to keep an eye on the fox, so he doesn’t do anything bad.”

He Yue looked down from the second floor and saw the white bundle sitting on the floor, lost in thought, and chuckled. “The fox can’t cause too much trouble, relax.” He patted Wien’s shoulder and walked past him.

[Host, if you don’t even want to see the previous conquest target, I can completely block him. The current situation is that he’s holding onto his memories and the items you left behind, but he won’t actually find you.]

(It’s fine.)

[Host…]

(Don’t be so sad, little thing. To him, I’m just on a long trip, not gone forever.)

The system, which had been in a spiral of emotions, immediately cheered up.

[Exactly! Who told him to be so arrogant in the beginning! Let him suffer a bit, he’ll only cherish it after losing it!]

He Yue smiled and nodded. (That’s the idea.)

He was even good at comforting.

Without the male insect’s gland blood, and having been used as a sex tool in an unforgettable conditioning session, Knasch’s innate nature, ingrained in his genes, burned his bones even faster than before. He hid in his room, the screen of his optical device showing the scene in He Yue’s room.

The pinhole camera was something Knasch had managed to sneak into He Yue’s room this morning while He Yue and Wien were eating breakfast downstairs. His original intention was to find the right moment when He Yue was asleep, sneak into his bedroom with a needle, and take a sample of his gland blood.

The He Yue on the screen was unguarded and completely at ease, the light and shadow creating an unreal image, the scene on the flat screen slightly distorted.

He Yue took a loose robe from the closet and unbuttoned his clothes one by one.

“Damn it!”

Knasch, on the other side of the screen, covered his eyes with his fox ears.

He swore he had no intention of peeking at first, seeing this scene was a complete accident. In the moment before he could cover his eyes, he saw He Yue’s clothes fall away.

It really wasn’t intentional!

His heart pounded, the fleeting glimpse of the body, the curves and contours under the warm orange light of the bedroom, made his face flush and his heart race.

The camera is already installed… shouldn’t I take a look?

The fox swallowed, lowering his fluffy fox ears slightly. Half of his vision was still his own ear fur, but the other half was enough to see the entire optical device image.

On the distorted optical device screen, his long, straight black hair fell to his waist, every slight movement making the flowing hair sway.

He Yue brushed his long hair to his chest, his prominent shoulder blades and the deep groove of his spine forming a line, his broad shoulders and narrow waist creating an inverted triangle figure, the camera cutting off just below his naked waist, yet leaving plenty to the imagination.

Like the creator’s masterpiece, the most perfect sculpture.

The fox ears that had been covering Knasch’s eyes were now completely pushed aside, covering his flushed, burning cheeks.

His Master was just changing his clothes normally, yet on the screen, it was filled with tension and atmosphere, every move captivating.

His heart throbbed violently.

[Knasch, 17%.]

He Yue, on the other side, heard the system’s prompt, crossed the lapels of his robe, tied the sash tightly at his waist, and tied a beautiful knot at his side. He turned around, the collar of his robe falling to his lower abdomen, his smooth, porcelain-like pectoral muscles faintly visible under the robe. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, hiding most of his beautiful lines.

He faced the inconspicuous red dot and mouthed the words:

“Is it beautiful?”

The red dot never lit up again.

He Yue chuckled triumphantly, his laughter bright and cheerful. The loose knot at his waist came undone as he laughed, the robe falling open, revealing his chest. Unfortunately, the fox on the other side of the monitor was covering his face with his hands, both embarrassed and ashamed, unable to appreciate this beautiful sight.

(Are all foxes this mischievous?)

The fox was always trying to get the upper hand with the gland blood, yet he was repeatedly defeated by He Yue.

Knasch had tried to monitor He Yue but was caught in the act, and He Yue had deliberately let him see him changing, arousing the very person who had set up the camera. Now, the fox was even more ashamed to ask He Yue for gland blood, just wanting to disappear into a hole in the ground.

When would He Yue be at a disadvantage?

Knasch resignedly took out a restraint from his closet, tied his tail around his waist, put on a black hoodie, and opened the window. The cool night wind cooled his burning face, making him feel desolate.

A fox’s life was bleak.

He Yue, from the gap in the curtains, saw a branch swaying in the distance and knew that Knasch had once again climbed over the wall under the cover of night, truly like a fox foraging for food. Only this fox’s food was a male insect’s gland blood.

(You said, why isn’t he willing to ask me?)

The system was silent for a moment, confirming that He Yue was genuinely puzzled, not joking, and explained: [Because… he hypnotized the male insects, and taking blood from their glands, in insect law, is no different from drugging someone and taking semen from their cock. So, after he bonds, he needs to be fed “pheromones” regularly to survive.]

“Cough, cough…”

He Yue choked on his own saliva.

(So, once he bonds, he’s doomed to be an insect who can’t live without a male insect’s cock…)

[Yes.]

Otherwise, how could Kano call him a natural-born slut, a true sex toy?

(You have to admit, you insects are really creative.)

He Yue woke up early and pushed open Knasch’s door to find the room empty.

In the insect world, male insects were of high status and didn’t lack the protection of female insects. Without the meticulous intelligence and planning of the assassin organization, randomly sneaking into a male insect’s house to steal gland blood was like playing the lottery.

The sky was just beginning to lighten, the morning dew heavy, the breeze chilly. He Yue stood by the bed and saw a blood-soaked figure slowly approaching the gate. He didn’t even have the strength to climb the wall, nor did he have time to consider whether he would be punished for being discovered by He Yue, and directly opened the gate.

He Yue put on a coat, walked downstairs, and leaned against the wall by the entrance.

Thus, the moment Knasch entered, he came face to face with He Yue.

“Good morning, little fox.”

The peaceful greeting was the calm before the storm, the smile on his lips colder than the morning breeze. Knasch looked up at him, his tired eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

“Master, good morning…”

His voice was guilty and weak. He had already passed out once, and he had stumbled home, hoping to get away with it, only to be caught by He Yue.

A severe punishment was inevitable, and he didn’t even have the strength to resist.

“Do you know where you went wrong?” Even if he looked pitiful, He Yue wouldn’t let this fox, who had dared to put a surveillance camera in his room and sneak out to commit a serious crime, off the hook.

The wounds on Knasch’s body had already healed, only his blood-stained clothes and tail proving what had happened tonight. He was too lazy to list his mistakes, placing the warm gun in He Yue’s hand and pressing the muzzle against his own forehead.

“If Master wants to kill the misbehaving fox to vent your anger, then just shoot.”

The pain of death was instantaneous, the healing process also painful. But this could at least give the currently disoriented Knasch a real sensation…

Better than the tainted gland blood he had injected into his body.

Seeing the blood-soaked Knasch barge in, He Yue was still smiling, but when he casually placed the gun in his hand and told him to shoot, the last trace of his smile vanished.

As a transmigrator from a human world, He Yue didn’t see gland blood as important as the native male insects, nor did he care much about the insect race’s specific laws, even if Knasch had committed a serious crime.

But this fox, nonchalantly placing the gun against his own forehead, instead of sincerely admitting his mistake and accepting his punishment, truly angered He Yue.

A blatant disregard, even a provocation, just like his 16% value. The “Master” Knasch called out was just a pleasant sound.

“Is this the only way you know how to solve problems?” He Yue’s other hand loaded the gun and pressed it harder against his forehead.

“The fastest and most convenient way. The leader always solves problems this way.” Knasch replied calmly, as if the person about to receive a bullet to the head wasn’t him. “If one shot isn’t enough, then two. If one punch isn’t enough, then two.”

Knasch reached into his pocket, took out a full magazine, and held it up to He Yue with both hands.

“If this isn’t enough, there’s more here.”

They remained in a standoff for a while, Knasch’s hands, holding the magazine, trembling from the strain. He Yue pressed the gun against his forehead, not taking the full magazine.

Knasch grew impatient and looked up, seeing He Yue’s dark, gloomy eyes, like a storm cloud pressing down, making it difficult for him to breathe.

“It seems your leader and creator haven’t taught you what punishment is.”

Knasch’s fingers curled, his posture of holding the magazine changing to a tight grip. “I know what punishment is. It’s so painful you want to die, that’s punishment.”

“If I shoot now, will you be afraid?”

Knasch looked up, puzzled, and shook his head slightly, his soft fox ears twitching. “No.”

“Then that’s not punishment.” He Yue retracted his hand and threw the gun aside, it clattering on the floor. “You have to be so afraid that you won’t dare to do it again, so afraid that you won’t even think of making a mistake, that’s punishment.”

Knasch shuddered, stumbling back a step.

“You have to understand why shooting someone in the forehead is a punishment for other insects, but not for you.” He Yue took a step forward, his calm anger full of pressure. “They’re afraid of death, one shot and they’re gone. For you, it’s just a bit of pain, and you’ll soon forget.”

“The mistakes that anger me are always unforgettable. The other party won’t even dare to think of making a mistake again.”

He Yue grabbed his neck and slammed him against the wall. The fox bounced off the wall and slid to the floor.

Thus, when He Yue stood before him, he blocked all the light from above.

“You dare to use such tricks to fool me, do you have any semblance of remorse?”

Knasch’s back ached, and the unhealthy gland blood already made him uncomfortable. This impact made his internal organs feel like they had been rearranged. He Yue’s words were incredibly intimidating, more terrifying than a gunshot to the head.

“Master… I’m sorry…”

Knasch’s voice trembled, his calm demeanor completely gone. He didn’t know what awaited him, but he was already terrified of He Yue.

His Master was angry, not just because he had once again disregarded the insect race’s rules, but also because he had faced his punishment with an arrogant attitude.

Punishment was meant to make him feel fear.

Death was the last thing Knasch feared. This was his proud advantage, yet He Yue had seen through it at a glance.

He Yue opened a drawer and took out a dog leash he had prepared long ago, the kind used to prevent dogs from running off during walks.

“For a runaway little dog, of course, you need a leash.”

The cold metal of the leash pressed against Knasch’s neck, leaving no gap. He was too weak to retort “a fox is not a little dog” as he had before, and he stared blankly as He Yue fastened the leash.

He was half-dragged, half-pulled to the studio.

The iron cage was shaped like a birdcage, placed in a corner of the room. He Yue pushed him inside and fastened the leash to the iron bars.

“Does a fox need to wear clothes?”

Knasch paused, took off his blood-stained clothes, and placed them aside. A delicate carving was placed in the fox’s ass, three fingers wide.

“Mas… Master…”

“A sex tool should have the self-awareness of a sex tool. Why are you always running around?”

Knasch stood up and grabbed He Yue, who was walking away. It had been a long time since the dark days of his training, and he had almost forgotten the constant torment of the carving, the memories of having nothing.

“No… I was wrong, Master, I was wrong…”

That memory was what Knasch truly feared.

He Yue shook off his hand.

“If you can’t think, then don’t. If your brain isn’t used for thinking, then throw it away. If you like living according to your genetic imprint, becoming a tool with no use other than sex, I’ll grant you your wish.”

The iron door slammed shut and was locked, confining the fox’s freedom to a small corner.

The blackout curtains in the studio blocked all light, whether he opened his eyes or closed them, everything was the same.

Knasch lay on his side in the cage, hugging his fox tail tightly, curled up into a ball, gradually forgetting whether he was in He Yue’s studio or the small dark room where he was created, due to the rotating carving.

“I was wrong, Master, I’m sorry…”

He murmured softly, his voice transmitted to He Yue’s ears through a microphone.

The value didn’t change.

He Yue sat in front of the monitor, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the wooden desk.

Even at this point, the fox’s apology wasn’t sincere. He was only thinking of ending this torment, not of gaining He Yue’s forgiveness.

To be precise, he wasn’t even considering submission.

“Completely trained wrong, right? It’s hard to adjust back.”

He Yue muttered to himself, frowning in displeasure. In his opinion, Knasch wasn’t a finished sex tool, but a contaminated blank slate, a thousand times more difficult to handle than a pure novice. He had to bleach this paper and start over.

It was quite troublesome.

He Yue hesitated, examining the fox’s silhouette in the dark studio through the night vision device.

But, the fluffy fur felt really good, and it was alive!

The renowned fur enthusiast chose to keep this conquest target, making the system secretly breathe a sigh of relief.