I Have No Intention Of Training The Male Leads - Chapter 18 Part 1

Chapter 18. The NPC of the Secret Shop

Eve had noticed for some time now that Alberic had been acting strangely restless.

Although he kept his lips tightly sealed about anything related to Edward, he went out of his way to have teatime with her at least once a day. He encouraged his parents to go out, preventing them from approaching Eve as much as possible, and often inquired about Eve’s well-being to the mansion staff, naturally leading to an improvement in their treatment towards her.

Moreover, while the frequency of their nightly activities decreased, once ignited, he craved more than his body could handle. Eve could easily tell that the man’s mind was backed into a corner.

Eve gently stroked Alberic’s chest. Underneath the thin shirt, she felt the soft touch of his protruding n*pples and the hard, round object beneath.

Alberic, who seemed to have heard something from somewhere, brought a barbell piercing that appeared to have been modified from a woman’s earring and demanded Eve pierce his chest with it. In the end, she only pierced the left side because he was in so much pain.

Although he had clearly gone beyond the threshold of pain he could endure, Alberic gritted his teeth and struggled to withstand the pain Eve inflicted. Thanks to Eve skillfully adjusting the intensity after witnessing his reactions, nothing serious happened, but she was beginning to feel increasingly skeptical about their relationship.

Alberic was using their intimacy as a means of atonement. His purpose wasn’t to satisfy his lust but simply to be punished and experience pain through his nightly activities with Eve. It was a night where neither of them found any pl*asure.

‘At this point, isn’t he just a mental m*sturbation tool? Time to let him off the hook.’

As the man wasn’t driven by desire, Eve’s att*tude naturally grew indifferent. As someone who found excitement in his flustered, tearful, and panting reactions to her torment, she couldn’t help but feel repulsed by Alberic’s current demeanor.

Eve’s expression was particularly cold as she looked down at the man, sitting on the armchair with his legs spread wide open, licking her hand. His long legs, clad in white garter belts and thin, white, feminine stockings that revealed his skin beneath, stuck out awkwardly from under his unb*ttoned shirt.

Alberic, who was sitting on the plush armchair with his legs spread and knees bent, desperately wanted to close them, constantly twitching his thighs and slightly moving his knees.

“Spread your legs wider.”

Startled by Eve’s cold command, Alberic quickly spread his knees apart.

The red ribbon tied around his neck ran down his back, connecting to his wrists bound behind him. If he didn’t keep his wrists raised properly, the ribbon would choke him, making it impossible for him to arch his back or lower his hands.

This uncomfortable position continued for quite some time. Observing the beads of sweat trickling down his temples, Eve squeezed his jaw and poked his uvula with the hand he had in his mouth.

“Cough, ugh…!”

“Lick it clean. You should take care of your own mess, right?”

Barely managing to suppress his nausea, Alberic tried not to stick out his tongue again and meticulously licked Eve’s finger, from the tip to the very base.

Although the unpleasant aftertaste of bitter and fishy s*men lingered in his mouth, he didn’t frown. Instead, he opened his jaw wider, taking the finger deeper and sucking on its skin.

Once Eve felt like most of the semen on her hand had been cleaned off, she grabbed his hair and tilted his head back. Alberic’s eyes were glazed over.

“You’re becoming more of a pervert as days go by.”

“Hng, ha…”

“Licking your own c*m so deliciously. With your n*pples all perky like this, really.”

“Ahh, uh, ah!”

“Does it hurt?”

Eve suddenly pressed down hard near his left nipple, which was clearly not fully healed. Judging by the scream that escaped his lips, the pain seemed quite intense.

“After all that spanking, getting a little piercing hurts more?”

Eve’s fingertip traced circles around his ar*ola. Alberic trembled, his face pale with fear as he looked up at Eve.

“It’s going to swell up again. Should I call for a magician? Or maybe a doctor, to fix your little nipple?”

“Uh, heu, uh…! N-No… I don’t want that…”

“What will you say when they ask what this is on your chest? You’ll have to tell them your Master pierced it for you because you’re a pervert who likes pain.” 

“Hng, uhh, ahh! No…!”

“You’ll have to tell them you’re a pervert who likes wearing women’s earrings on his chest, a pervert who gets hard when a woman in stockings steps on him.”

“No, heu, haa! Ah!”

Eve’s fingers relentlessly poked and prodded at the swollen tip, stimulating the sensitive flesh that hadn’t fully healed. Alberic, feeling the tingling pain shooting through his chest, burst into tears.

“Spread your legs wider. If the doctor comes to fix your nipples, I’ll have to show him how you get a hard-on wearing stockings, right?”

“Huu, it hurts, stop, stop…! Ah!”

“Does it hurt? Are you tired? Can’t take it anymore?”

Eve whispered softly and breathed into his ear, making Alberic gasp and tremble, tears streaming down his face.

“Do you want me to hug you?”

Eve asked, slowly caressing the inside of his thigh. The touch of her fingertips through the thin stocking fabric felt incredibly cold. Alberic struggled to breathe, his face conflicted. He eventually nodded slowly.

Unable to bear watching Alberic push himself to his limit, Eve recently changed her approach, shifting from physical punishment to humiliation. Like the women’s lingerie he was forced to wear today, she made him do things that were so unbearably mortifying that he would hate it.

After their play, it was his mind, not his body, that felt utterly drained. It was five times more tiring and exhausting than enduring physical pain.

Looking up at Eve, who was calmly untying the restraints on his neck and wrists, he couldn’t help but think that she was indeed a terrifying ‘safe word’ user.

Eve had never once touched him with affection. In the end, ‘hug me’ was a safe word’ that demanded she never do something during their play.

The way she smiled sweetly while presenting something she would never give was… Alberic felt a heavy weight settle in his chest, suffocating him. He let out a long sigh.

Finally, after tidying up and straightening their clothes, the two left the chastisement room and headed towards Alberic’s bedroom. 

While Alberic was showering, Eve went to her room, washed her hands, gathered some ointment for his wounds, and returned. She then led the man, who emerged from the bathroom with a somewhat gloomy expression, by the hand to the bed and patted his hair dry with a towel. 

“…What are you doing?”

“What do you mean?”

“…Never mind.”

When Alberic gave up on his sarcasm and closed his mouth, Eve thoroughly dried his hair, tousling it lightly. Then, she pulled him back and pushed him onto the bed.

“Wait…!”

“You seemed to be in a lot of pain earlier. What if it’s gotten worse? If it’s infected, I might have to call someone. We don’t want to remove the piercing I worked so hard to put in, do we?”

“Evelyn, Eve, wait a second…!”

“Oh my. Let me just take a quick look. Just take it off for a moment.”

“Wait, wait! Evelyn!”

Eve waved her hand dismissively and easily subdued the struggling man by grabbing both his wrists with one hand. She then swiftly opened his bathrobe. His nipples, red and swollen from being touched and played with, seemed fine except for being slightly puffy.

Ignoring Alberic’s face, which flushed red and then turned deathly pale, Eve applied ointment on his wounds. As soon as her cool, ointment-covered fingers touched his skin, Alberic’s body flinched.

After a while, the man, who had been thrashing and protesting, finally gave up his resistance, letting his body go limp. After applying the medicine and gently blowing on the area, Eve closed his robe and patted his head soothingly.

“There, there.”

Alberic’s bewildered expression gradually softened. Eve stroked his beautiful silver hair, waiting for him to speak. After a long silence, he finally bit his lip and sat up.

“Wait here for a moment.”

After adjusting his gla$ses that had slipped down due to his earlier struggles, Alberic walked into the dressing room. He returned wearing pajamas and a robe, then headed to the study connected to his bedroom, with Eve following behind.

He fiddled with an ornate box on the table before opening it and taking out the contents one by one. Eve watched his bizarre behavior with a puzzled expression, wondering what he was up to.