Chapter 56
Chapter 56
Kyon’s eyes popped out of his head in horror and surprise. His hands slowly and reluctantly moved to his neck and squeezed it with his long thin fingers… The unlucky avenger turned white. He collapsed on Juno, his nose buried in her soft, supple mounds, inhaling the pleasant aroma of the most beautiful flowers in the world among which this charming fairy was born.
Juno was trembling with anger, disgust and hatred overwhelming her. She repeated over and over again the same desperate order in a stifled whisper:
«Die… Die, you foul slave!»
Kyon was skillfully pretending death throes, rubbing against his lovely victim. He hadn’t touched a warm, soft, pleasant girl’s body for a very long time. However, he wasn’t only touching her. Wheezing and twitching, Kyon “accidentally” bit her sensitive place.
Juno cried in sharp pain and stared at him, shocked. The wretched slave had been actively dying on her body for some minutes already. She couldn’t understand what was wrong with him.
«When will you die at last?»
Before his cruel revenge went off base, Kyon pulled away from Juno’s boobs with an evil grin and whispered with an overt sneer in his voice:
«I am just messing with you.»
Juno froze to the spot.
«Why don’t you obey me? Twist your neck! Wring it yourself, now!» – She kept repeating those cruel words again and again with the same arrogant voice as if she were the ruler of the whole world, no less. It was quite annoying. The affectionate purring of a tender and harmless kitten would suit her much better.
Kyon laughed softly, then he turned serious and gave the “kitten” an unblinking gaze of a predator:
«I prefer to ignore the orders of arrogant beasts.»
«What? You dare to call me a beast? I am your lady, and you are my miserable slave, my punching bag! There is a subjugating mark on you. Listen to what I am saying!» – The haughty, stubborn girl kept singing the same song.
* smack *
Kyon landed in a gentle slap on Juno’s soft cheek.
Juno froze with a blank stare on her face. Everything went dark. She felt a strange, unusual burning sensation on her cheek. A huge wave of humiliation and shame swept over her. A slave dared to hit her! No one had ever dared to beat her, especially on the cheek! She hardly knew what pain was like. Up to this day, no one, much less a slave, could hurt her in any way.
Kyon’s face slid into an evil smile. Oh, bliss beyond all earthly bliss… Who would have thought that revenge was such a delightful act? His soul rejoiced at the sight of the pitiful expression of her attractive face. It suited her to keep her mouth shut in shock. And those eyes filled with tears… She was about to burst out crying. Oh, joy beyond all human joy… He had never shown any appetite for cruelty before. Where did that come from?
«Y-you dared to hit me…» – His charming victim babbled. She still couldn’t believe it was happening to her. – «You dirty slave! How dare you hit your lady?!» – Her eyes blazed with hellish flame.
«What are you going to do about it?» – Kyon said brazenly and gave her another slap, a little more tangible this time.
* bang *
Hardly recovered from the previous stroke, Juno experienced another one. She opened her mouth, outraged. The other cheek reddened and gave her a burning pain. Humiliation and anger burned inside her. Her dignity of a high-born lady from a powerful family had been crushed under the dirty shoe of the worthless slave.
«Scumbag! My grandfather will destroy your soul and body if you hit me again! It is beneath me even to look at you! But you know what? If you kneel right now, I might descend to give you a proper funeral…»
Before she could convey all the generosity of her proposal, Kyon hit her with the back of his hand in a frenzy. {Holy macaroni, it feels so good…} The pleasure was so intense that he got aroused in the literal sense. He started to have suspicions as to his perverted predilections, but common sense put everything in its place: the bitch had caused him so much pain that she needed a dose of her own medicine. Getting some satisfaction in the process was a quite normal thing.
«You don’t know how to bargain at all, little rat. Do you think that after everything that you have done to me I will pay attention to what you want?»
There was the whole spectrum of negative emotions in Juno’s charming green eyes: resentment, outrage, anger and, of course, hatred… But the only thing her merciless tormentor wanted to see was missing. There was no fear in her eyes.
«Do you at least understand who you are beating, pleb?»
The slave has completely forgotten himself. He doesn’t know where he is. Who is he, and who is she! Her words should be indisputable law for him but instead of prostrating himself and begging her to forgive him for his mere existence, he has hit her for the third time in a row! It’s unthinkable! He isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed! She was kind enough to offer him a decent death. Isn’t it enough? He is dead, anyway. He could die like a human being at least. Slaves are really very stupid. She has never been in such an awkward position before… Maybe it’s all just a bad dream? Then why doesn’t she wake up from the burning pain?
Suddenly, the look on her face changed, and she hissed, staring at the boy with icy contempt:
«I’ve changed my mind, lousy slave. I am taking back my noble offer to arrange a proper funeral for you. The cesspool is missing you and crying for you. There you will rot. Even if you kneel and beg me, I will not allow…»
Kyon burst out laughing and slapped Juno in the face again. Maybe he could knock some sense into her, and she would finally stop her arrogant nonsense.
«Believe me, I have not even started with my revenge… I’ve been just warming up. But go on, what else do you want to tell me?»
Juno was still moaning, her face distorted by physical and psychological pain. Suddenly, she laughed out loud. Dimples on her cheeks confirmed the sincerity of her sudden burst of joy.
«You are a piece of scum! Dirty slaves like you are created with a single purpose to let your masters use you at their will. The slaves are things, nothing more. I don’t even feel your pathetic slaps!»
Kyon gave an irritable snort and raised his hand to give her a good punch, but then he stopped short, catching alarm bells with his sixth sense. Victims never behave like this. What is this unexpected change of mood? Juno had never fancied masochism before. She pursued only sadistic pleasures. He might explain her inadequate behavior by a stressful situation but… A high-born lady wouldn’t ask for it. Kyon lowered his hand and thought hard.
Juno kept pressing his buttons:
«Just as I thought. You are nothing but a lousy impotent slave who is not capable of anything. You’re disgusting. Go and kill yourself! Pshaw!» – The last sound was accompanied by action, but Kyon deftly caught her spit in his hand and gently smeared it all over her wrinkled with disgust but still cute face. Then he said as calmly as he could:
«I order you to answer my question. Why are you encouraging me to beat you?»
Her face instantly changed. Unimaginable horror and despair reflected in her eyes, but her mouth was already uttering against her will:
«The bracelet on my wrist… it will work if … if I am hurt bad enough…»
Kyon’s eyes widened in surprise. The green bracelet… Was it a rare protective item? The trinket contained a special formation that would be immediately actuated when she reached a certain level of pain, i.e., if her skin was punctured or she was poisoned.
The item would instantly create a powerful protective barrier long enough for someone to come to the rescue. It would also start an alarm and disinfect the blood if necessary. Grandfather obviously cared about his granddaughter. He did not hesitate to order the bracelet for a princely sum.
Kyon smothered a laugh. Wow, the sly girl was about to take him for a ride! Another moment and he would be dead, just as this little pest imagined! It would be too sad. He had hatched a plan, he had been preparing for so long, made a rigorous effort, and then boom he was gone because of his ignorance of the simplest concepts of this world. Protection against murderers could be either overt, for example, a guard, or hidden, in the form of an object. Had she bitten through her tongue, the bracelet would have worked. It was clever of him to have allowed her to speak only.
All the color had drained out of Juno’s face in a heartbeat. She gritted her teeth with annoyance: her trump card had been played! What was she supposed to do?
«You scumbag… Slime bucket… I hate you! Where the hell did you come from? Just die, please!»
Juno wished she could beat him to death. Unlike the last time, she would make sure that this zombie was gone to his forefathers-slaves for good. Only, she couldn’t do it. Her body was constrained by his order. All she could do was wrinkle her little forehead that was still tingling a bit because of the formation. The mere thought that she had a subjugating mark on her squeezed her heart with intolerable anguish. The desire to get the hell out of this abomination became almost palpable. Juno really wanted to bawl helplessly which was completely inappropriate for her status.
Kyon kept laughing.
«Shut up, slave! I will give you money! I will even grant you freedom! Just let me go!» – Juno snarled. Kyon winced in disgust. Her wonderful voice conspicuously failed to meet the characteristics of “plaintive and full of prayer” as it should be in her current position.
Kyon wiped the tears of laughter with his hand. He completely ignored all her demands, suggestions and attempts to bargain. All he needed was to know more about her protection.
«You’re Kyon, right?» – She had answered all the questions of her tormentor and now was nervously making a conscious effort to remember his name. – «Kyon, I will give you a lot… the whole mountains of gold! Scum like you loves gold, right? And I will give you… a lot of food. It will take you a lifetime to finish it! And freedom! Come on, you have to agree to this! The whole mansion under protection. I will kill you if you do not agree! Or the guards will!»
Juno was determined to find the slave’s weakness. She beckoned him with a carrot of luxury and freedom. Then she waved the whip of death. However, Kyon didn’t seem to be impressed with the size of the “profit.” He didn’t even bat an eyelid.
Kyon lifted Juno’s hand and gently pulled off her green bracelet. He put it on the bed and then punched Juno into the chest from the bottom of his heart, exhausted from the experienced abuse. He didn’t use pure energy. Today he planned to use up all his physical endurance with no restraint.