Chapter 9: Punishment

“…Five… six… seven… I’m done, I give up.”

I panted heavily, letting go of the pull-up bar.

I landed and wiped the huge sweat beads off my forehead.

“Yo, Young Master Lu!”

“Haven’t seen you in days, and you’re this weak?”

I shot a glare at Zheng, who was grinning cheekily.

“Jerk.”

He ignored me and got closer.

He slung an arm around my neck.

“How’d it feel holding An Xue Ruo’s legs?”

“I’m so jealous, Young Master Lu.”

“First Teacher Mo, now Goddess Xue Ruo.”

“How do you get all the luck?”

“Get lost.”

“You think I wanted this?”

“Stop talking nonsense.”

“An Xue Ruo and I are barely friends.”

I didn’t refuse her friend request earlier.

So I guess we’re friends now.

“What about Teacher Mo?”

“What could I possibly have with Teacher Mo?”

“Who knows?”

“Speak of the devil—look, isn’t that her over there?”

A tall, graceful figure stood in the distance.

I squinted for a better look.

It was definitely Sister Yuan.

What’s she doing here?

She said a few words to a girl beside her.

The girl then ran toward us.

“Teacher Mo wants you.”

She said to me, panting, her tone urgent.

“Young Master Lu—no, Lord Lu!”

“Such authority!”

“Teacher Mo’s calling you at a time like this.”

“What’d you do now?”

“How should I know?”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“I’m going.”

“If I don’t make it back alive, burn some paper figurines for me.”

“Big-breasted, long black hair.”

“Got it, got it.”

“A muscular maid guy, right? I’ll remember.”

I punched Zheng and strode toward Sister Yuan.

“Mo—”

Before I could finish her name, Sister Yuan grabbed my collar.

She dragged me to her office.

Thankfully, she’d been standing far enough away.

Hardly any classmates on the field saw her.

Plus, it was class time, so the halls were empty.

If she’d dragged me like this in front of everyone, my dream of a low-key life would be even further out of reach.

At her office door, she pushed it open and pulled me inside.

The fancy office had the AC on.

Cool air felt amazing against my skin.

Sister Yuan handed me a glass of ice water.

Her face was full of concern.

Gulp, gulp.

I downed the water.

The refreshing chill spread through my body.

“Thanks, Sister Yuan.”

“You’re the best.”

I handed back the glass.

I grabbed some tissues from the desk to wipe my sweat.

My eyes scanned the spacious office.

A lush green plant.

A tall AC unit.

A bold calligraphy scroll hung on the wall.

Two large mahogany desks by the glass window.

One had a big-screen computer and stacks of files.

The other was piled with books and materials.

I’m sure some school leader gave up their office for her.

Wait, what’s with the broken binoculars?

“Good?”

“You won’t think I’m good in a second.”

Huh?

What’s that supposed to mean?

Her tone turned icy.

The concern on her face vanished instantly.

She strode to the door and locked it.

Then she came back and pinned me onto the desk with books and papers.

Hiss.

She bit my shoulder hard.

Pain shot through me as her soft tongue licked the spot.

“I told you no physical contact with other girls.”

“Why didn’t you listen?”

Her tone was as cold as yesterday’s.

No, colder.

“I… I didn’t.”

“I remembered what you said.”

Lying to Sister Yuan is stupid and pointless.

But in a panic, I couldn’t think of a good excuse.

So I stupidly chose to deny it.

“You’re lying now too?”

“You’ve become a bad boy, Xiao You.”

“I’ll deal with that sneaky cat later.”

“For now, you need punishment.”

Another sharp pain hit my shoulder.

This time, it was worse.

I nearly yelped.

“Sister—”

I didn’t get to finish.

She bit my lips hard.

“The mouth you used to lie to me needs to be torn apart.”

Her words filled me with uncontrollable fear.

My lips were trapped, so I could only make muffled “mmph, mmph” sounds.

Her teeth clamped down on my soft lips.

The pain was as bad as before, if not worse.

I whimpered and pleaded, but she kept biting relentlessly.

After what felt like forever, she finally let go of my lips.

The next second, my neck was her target.

“Ow, ow, ow, Sister Yuan, I’m sorry!”

“I’m sorry, I was wrong.”

“I shouldn’t have lied.”

“Please stop, it’s really gonna bleed.”

One of her hands pinned my head.

The other covered my mouth.

She ignored my apologies and pleas.

She kept biting and licking my neck.

I struggled to lift my hands to push her away.

“Struggle again, and I’ll tie you up and completely break you.”

She issued a chilling warning while biting my neck.

It stripped away any chance of resistance.

My heart pounded in my throat.

I trembled, putting on a weak, pleading expression.

After what seemed like ages, her punishment finally stopped.

She stood up, staring at her handiwork.

A satisfied look crossed her face.

I slid off the desk, collapsing onto the floor.

I gasped for air, relieved.

But the tension and fear gripping my heart wouldn’t fade.

“I warned you yesterday.”

“Today, you’re cozying up to another girl.”

“Have I been too lenient with you, Xiao You?”

“You’re bold enough to ignore your sister’s words.”

“Or does making me mad give you a thrill?”

“Do you want to be broken by me?”

“No, no, definitely not.”

“I’m sorry, I just got caught up and forgot.”

My explanation brought a faint smile to her face.

She leaned close to my ear.

“Next time you disobey, I’ll break you completely.”

“So you can’t interact with other girls.”

“So you can’t make me mad again.”

I was too scared to speak.

I didn’t know what she meant by “break” exactly.

But the fear welling up inside told me…

It’s not something I want to find out.

“Can you still stand?”

“I’m okay.”

“I’ve got enough strength to stand.”

I grabbed the desk to pull myself up.

But her foot pressed down on me, pushing my upper body back down.

Her delicate foot, fresh from her sneaker, was wrapped in sheer black nylon stockings.

Anyone with that kind of XP* would probably love this.

“Stand up for what?”

“My punishment’s not over.”

Not over?!

“What else are you gonna do?”

“Sister Yuan, please, have mercy.”

“Let me off.”

“Any more, and I’ll really break.”

“No way.”

“That was just for disobeying.”

“Now comes the punishment for lying.”

As she spoke, she pulled over a chair.

She sat down, looking down at me.

She crossed her legs.

One hand propped up her head.

The other reached for her phone.

Then her crossed leg extended toward me.

“Open your mouth.”

“Huh? What?”

I had a guess about what she was planning.

But I was still shocked and questioned her.

“Open your mouth.”

“Don’t make me say it a third time.”

I didn’t dare hesitate.

I opened my mouth, trembling.

Foot fetishists would probably love the feel of a girl’s soft, fragrant foot in black stockings in their mouth.

I’m not into that.

But I didn’t mind her doing this.

If she wasn’t holding her phone.

*TL Note: “XP” is slang from gaming/anime culture, often used to refer to personal preferences or fetishes.