After eating, I decided to go to the prison to talk to my master. As soon as I entered, I looked at several guards and ignored them with an air of arrogance, reaching where my master was and ordering everyone to leave and no one to approach.
"Master."
I entered the cell with my master chained and sitting on the floor. He looked at me with a face of regret but also hatred.
"You woke up, I didn't think you were going to be in a coma for so long."
I checked my system and got excited about what I was going to do.
"It was my fault, master. I didn't think I was so weak. I want to be strong like you, but I didn't know the consequences of you hurting me like that."
My master was surprised by my words and stood up, letting me see the difference in height and musculature between the two of us.
"Why do you want to be strong? You already have everything, one word from you and my legacy as a Heaven Master dies so easily."
After thinking for a moment, I replied:
"I want to be strong to protect those I love."
[Pum! New skill unlocked: "Oath of Humiliating Protection" – The women linked to you will always be emotionally loyal to you and will not have real thoughts of betraying or abandoning you. Even if they are taken by others, their heart and mind remain bound to you. With the bulls, they can enjoy physically, but they will never develop real romantic feelings for them. They will always return to you as their emotional center. Passive bonus: +25% cultivation growth for each act of consensual humiliation.]
"I want to learn to be a man, I'm a virgin, I want to know about sex, I want to know how to fight, that's why I still want you as my master."
I put one knee on the ground, ending up beneath him.
"Be my master for life."
He froze. His eyes widened more. Hatred mixed with disbelief and something else… dark curiosity.
"So what do you want me to teach you?" he finally asked, in a low and dangerous voice.
I swallowed hard. My voice came out almost in a whisper:
"I want you to teach me to be a man… starting by comparing. I want to see why women desire you so much. I want to understand the difference."
He let out a low, dark laugh. There was no cruel mockery, but a perverse acceptance.
"Good. Unlock my chains first. I'm not going to teach you anything with these things."
Mentally I activated the order. A metallic click echoed. The shackles fell to the ground.
The master rubbed his wrists and took one more step closer, towering over me.
"Take off your clothes, Your Highness. Let's compare once and for all."
My hands trembled as I took off my tunic and pants. I stayed in underwear, then dropped everything. My cock, hard but small —no more than 8 cm—, pointed upward, red with shame and excitement.
He dropped his pants without ceremony. What came out was… impressive. Thick, long, veiny, hanging heavy even semi-erect. The strong male scent filled the damp air of the cell. He looked at me and smiled with kind contempt.
"Look at it well," he said, grabbing his cock with one hand and moving it slightly. "This is what a woman needs. Not that… toy you have there."
I felt the heat rise to my face. My cock gave an involuntary jump. Pure shame, but also a dark pleasure I had never felt so intensely.
"Touch me," he ordered. "Touch and compare with yours."
I obeyed. I extended my trembling hand and wrapped it around. It was hot, heavy, much thicker than mine. My fingers barely closed around it. Mine, next to it, looked ridiculous.
"That's right," he said, in a low voice. "Your cock is a child's. Mine is a man's. That's why your mother, your sister, your fiancées… they will all prefer me when I have them."
The system vibrated in my mind:
[Voluntary humiliation detected. +40% cultivation progress. Skill "Oath of Humiliating Protection" strengthens slightly.]
My breathing accelerated. I was excited to the point of pain.
"Do you want to be with them? With all of them? But no… they are mine…"
My cock began to cum just thinking about it. Hot spurts came out uncontrollably, splashing the dirty floor of the cell. The pleasure was so intense that my knees buckled.
My master began to laugh when he saw that. With a quick movement, he hit me with his bare foot directly on my sensitive cock. The pain was sharp, electric, but instead of stopping it, it made me cum much harder. Semen shot out in arcs, leaving white puddles on the floor.
"I will have them all under my cock just like you are now," he said with a cold and triumphant voice. "And you will only watch, useless prince. Come on, my apprentice, you have to get me one if you want me to forgive you for everything I suffered in this prison."
The master looked down at me, his cock still semi-erect hanging heavy in front of my face, while I remained on my knees, panting, with semen dripping from my cock and white puddles staining the dirty floor of the cell.
The pain from the blow on my sensitive cock mixed with waves of residual pleasure, making my whole body tremble.
He crouched a little, grabbing me by the hair with a strong hand and forcing me to lift my face toward him. His warm breath brushed my ear.
"Look at yourself, Your Highness," he whispered in a low and dangerous voice. "The prince of the Jade Kingdom, the future emperor… kneeling in my cell, cumming like a dog because I told him I'm going to fuck your mother and your sister. Pathetic."
I tried to speak, but only a choked moan came out. My cock, still sensitive from the blow, gave another involuntary jump and released one last weak spurt of semen.
The master let out a dark laugh and released my hair, pushing me back with his foot on my chest. I fell on my ass to the ground, the pain radiating from my crotch, but the system vibrated again, strong:
[Extreme physical and verbal humiliation detected. +60% cultivation progress. Skill "Oath of Humiliating Protection" advances to Level 2: The linked women now feel additional pleasure when they know you are watching or suffering for them. Their emotional loyalty is reinforced x2.]
The pleasure from the boost ran through me like fire. My body convulsed for a second, and I felt my internal qi beginning to circulate faster, stronger. It was addictive. Too addictive.
The master slowly pulled up his pants, without hurry, letting me see every movement.
"Listen well, apprentice," he said, crossing his arms over his muscular chest. "Tomorrow at this same time I want one of them here. I don't care which one: your mother, your little sister, the duke's daughter or that saint on the way. Bring her to me. Tell them it's 'private training' to strengthen the royal family, or make up whatever you want. But bring her."
I stared at the stained floor, breathing heavily.
"And if you do it well," he continued, "I will teach you more. How to make a woman scream with pleasure. How to make them cum thinking of you… while I'm fucking them. But if you fail…" —he leaned in and lifted my chin with two fingers, forcing me to look him in the eyes—. "There will be no forgiveness. And your little cock will remain the joke of the palace."
I nodded, unable to speak. The pain in my crotch began to turn into a hot pulse, almost pleasurable.
"Go now," he ordered. "Clean up your mess before the guards return. And remember: you brought me here. You freed me. Now… I am the one who has you chained."
I stood up with difficulty, picking up my clothes with trembling hands. The semen on the floor was proof of how low I had fallen in minutes. I left the cell without looking back, feeling his low laugh echoing behind me.
The path to the throne was becoming darker and darker. And I… more and more addicted to the darkness