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"Ah, mn, master!" Jia Hyson cries out as he lifts his hips up before impaling himself back on Sefu's thick dick, nails digging into the scarred rebel's shoulders.

Sefu kisses the crook of his neck, softly groaning in delight at his kitten's assertiveness. "Does it feel good kitten?" He rasps, leaning back against the headboard of the bed to take in the erotic sight.

Jia Hyson nods, "En," he gasps, taking his lover's dick up to the hilt and swaying his hips in order to enjoy the feeling of his insides being rubbed pleasantly while he absentmindedly slides his hands from Sefu's shoulders down to his pectoral muscles. It had to be said, his physical stats really were very good, if it was in any previous body Jia Hyson was sure his legs would have turned into jelly ages ago and he wouldn't be able to stay on the offensive for so long.

Jia Hyson: 'Even though I like the cowboy position, I had never liked leg day at the gym ah.'

Bebe, who was watching movies: 'Shut up, Bai Li Wei is about to reveal himself as the big evil.'

Jia Hyson: '...You're watching a horror movie when I'm having sex? Isn't that a little rude? No, more importantly isn't that the horror movie based on the previous world? You bastard, we promised to watch it together!'

Bebe: 'Well you promised that you would stop fucking Sefu after the fifth round so Bebe guesses we're both fucking liars in this relationship.'

Jia Hyson: '(¬_¬) I want to break up.'

Bebe: 'Hehe go ahead, we break up, you die.'

Jia Hyson: '...' Forget Sefu x Farrell, it's clearly Bebe x Jia Hyson that is the true abusive relationship in this story ah.

"God, Farrell," Sefu groans throatily, completely unaware that his prince is not only half-paying attention to their lovemaking but spending that other half of his concentration begging to get back together with his 'abusive lover,' the wretched mistress Bebe. "You look so good, mn, kiss me kitten, like how I taught you before,"

Right now it had been two weeks in captivity. Jia Hyson had learnt that not only did Sefu like spoiling him and making him wear girly lingerie but he also enjoyed pet play- specifically kitten play. Currently he was wearing some very realistic black cat ear clips in his hair and a very expensive Tiffany dog collar that had a golden heart shaped tag carved with the name 'Princess'.

At the time when he was first presented such an exotic gift Jia Hyson really wanted to know how long exactly had Sefu developed such an interest. Even though it was hypocritical given his own history, Jia Hyson really has to say- he really did not expect that Sefu was such a pervert ah. By the end of his first week stuck here, Jia Hyson had probably more collars and cat-related items than he had underwear.

And there was a lot of underwear.

With flushed cheeks and watery eyes Jia Hyson obediently leans forward and kisses him chastely before licking Sefu's lips like a baby kitten and then giving him another sweet and simple peck. Even though it wasn't a particularly passionate action it was light and sugary and would give both parties a ticklish and shameful feeling that was hard to hate. "Master, wuu... it's embarrassing..."

However how could Sefu who has seen the parade of men and women walk in and out of Jia Hyson's bedroom be fooled by his coquettish act? After days of playing with Farrell he had quickly grasped on to the fact that he actually got more sensitive and aroused the more he was bullied and shamed.

Sefu: 'What a coincidence, it turns out Laozi also likes to bully and shame.' MeaningfulSmile.gif

Bebe: 'Ah. It seems like thirteen days of sex has allowed the gong to evolve and finally grow a spine.' The behavioural ecology of gongs and shous seem to be just as unfathomable and unexplored as the deep sea.

"Mmnn, do you want me to move kitten?" Sefu asks lazily, a lot of his previously servantile attitude had eroded away through the rubbing and grinding of his body against Farrell's and now he held the shining aura of a top overbearing gong. He even stuck his tongue out just as Jia Hyson was about to lick his lips again, dominantly and forcibly entangling them together before deepening the kiss until they were both breathless.

Jia Hyson gasps before nodding.

Sefu leers, using a free hand to massage the elastic meat of his ass, fingers moving to brush against the rim of Jia Hyson's stretched hole and making him shudder. "Beg," Sefu orders.

Jia Hyson moans, gripping his dripping length tightly to ward off his quickly oncoming climax when he heard the humiliating command, "Master please," panting he rolls his hips wantonly on Sefu's lap making the older man's breathing grow even more ragged, "Your kitten wants to be fucked by your big cock master," Jia Hyson murmurs, voice trembling in both embarrassment and arousal at his own shameless words, "Please master, nhm, this slutty kitten wants to taste your milk,"

Bebe: ' ಠ_ಠ Oh my god.' This is so much worse than when it's host did naked apron housewife play for Drake in the first world.

Unlike Bebe, Sefu was very into it, practically panting like a dog in summer. "Good boy," he praises hoarsely before pushing Jia Hyson down onto the bed and fucking him thoroughly to the point of incoherence.

Later on Jia Hyson was lazily lying on the couch while scrolling through the contents of an old iPh*ne.

Sefu was probably the best kidnapper ever. He knew how much Jia Hyson likes to read and more or less understood his tastes so he downloaded a bunch of different web novels and comics to give him to pass the time so even though there was no signal or wi-fi to contact the outside world, his captive would still be fairly comfortable. There were even some games on it that didn't require internet access.

Overall, his time in captivity was more like god tier room service. Nice and relatively spacious room. Working bathroom equipped with state of the art facilities. The shackles around his wrist were padded inside to avoid any chafing or unnecessary pain if he tugged at them too hard. Food quality was still impeccable and snacks were available every day. The sex was amazing and high in both quantity and quality. Good entertainment despite obvious restrictions... Ten out of ten, would totally get kidnapped again.

'Bebe, how's my family ah?' He asks absentmindedly.

'Same as before, everyone but Third Prince Jaleel are under house arrest. Jaleel is... his current whereabouts are unknown but he was spotted two hours ago around the Blue Crocodile Tribe.' Bebe recounts faithfully. Jia Hyson wasn't completely heartless, since he had the power to he would use it to assess whether Sefu was as good as his word about keeping the family safe.

It wasn't that he didn't trust him however with all the garbage on social media and the increased public dissatisfaction toward the family it would be easy for the rebels to do something and get off with minimal consequence. Jia Hyson knows that while Sefu joined the rebels early on due to his parents' greatly tragic deaths, he's also more than aware that not everyone in the group was there for such sincere reasons.

This was a rebellion ah! Overthrowing the monarchy! Obviously there needs to be a top power to replace it! Who doesn't want to be the next emperor?!

Originally it was Sefu the big rebel leader who had a heart wrenching backstory, and top physical and mental capabilities out of them all. If he hadn't softened his heart he probably would have been far more active in his cause and become an unshakable existence in every rebel's hearts.

However since he did soften, so did his position. From what Bebe surmises from it's own counter surveillance, he was high in the ranking but instead of being the leader, was sharing the power with two other people.

From that observation alone one can easily tell that this guy totally slacked off on the job, so even though his abilities were still better than anyone else's in the rebel group, his influence was much more limited. Meaning the chances of sabotage and going against any of Sefu's orders were higher. Especially orders regarding the prolonged safety of their enemies.

Jia Hyson can more or less guess some excuses Sefu must have used to keep his family alive- they should wait until they're blackened beyond repair, it wouldn't look good on the rebel group's reputation, better to keep the family alive and interrogate them for secrets… however excuses can only go so far. It's clear from the increased number of meetings Sefu has to attend the more time passes that the rebels are getting impatient.

He feels a little complicated with this knowledge but at the same time ultimately helpless. Sefu dug this pit himself and Jia Hyson doesn't know if he's digging for treasure or his own grave. There's a limit to imagination and while he has confidence in Sefu's intelligence there is inevitably worry as well.

Sighing, Jia Hyson pushes away his anxiety and forcibly immerses himself into the story he was reading- an interstellar survival game show starring a transmigrated pretty boy idol who had joined by unfortunate chance. After a few minutes he no longer needed to actively ignore his worries and completely forgot about it in the face of a good story.

Bebe: '...' Even though the boyfriend is facing a dissension amongst fellow rebel comrades host can still have the face to be an unrepentant fat ricebug. So amazing. Applause.jpg

However despite ignoring reality, reality unfortunately is not willing to ignore him and before he could finish three chapters the sound of the door opening broke the silence. Surprised, Jia Hyson lifts his head up in faint confusion and a little annoyance. Sefu's meetings usually take quite some time, it was rare for them to be cut short given how whiny the rebels seem to be.

Surprise quickly evolves into shock however as he realizes the visitor was not Sefu.

It was Symon.

Symon, his previous bully, his first slav- *ahem* first boyfriend, and son of the now ex-head of the royal guard. Honestly, Jia Hyson had more or less forgotten him by now. Only when he occasionally drops by Samotrelis does he think of Symon and that's only to hang out with old friends and have a quick but very intense one night stand with the quivering M.

"Farrell..." Symon whose eyes immediately fell onto Jia Hyson's figure on the couch also showed a complicated look.

Right now Farrell was still wearing his Tiff*ny collar, the mint green coloring standing vibrantly out from his skin making it difficult not to notice. Other than the collar, all the fallen prince was wearing was some fairly simple cotton briefs with a small but cute green ribbon at the back.

To him, Farrell was a total dominant top despite his smaller stature. Seeing him like this, chained and submissive like a de-clawed lion, it was a little hard. And yet... Symon who had always held Farrell in a special place in his heart couldn't help but give him a second look and swallow heavily, mouth dry. It was a little hot ah.

Still, Symon pushed away the strange feeling to reflect on at a later date, for now he quickly closes the door behind him and walks toward Farrell before dropping down in a respectful kneel. "My prince, this servant is here to see if you, are you..." he hesitates, "You are okay?"

Jia Hyson blinks, then quickly bites his lips and waves the concern off, "Forget about that, what's happening in Samotrelis? How did you manage to sneak in? I thought Ma- Sefu had arranged guards to prevent this prince from escaping."

Symon's expression grew guilty. "I managed to get in because... because my father is one of the rebel leaders." He confesses.

Jia Hyson opened his mouth but no words came out. He was genuinely dumbfounded by this twist. As a previous head of the royal guard, Symon's father was very loyal to the royalist faction. In the original world he stayed loyal to the end and fought against the rebels fiercely. What could have happened to produce such a change?

"Your father? How can this be?" Symon's father had a nearly inhuman body that can fight off bullets! Even if he's quite old now, that sort of physical strength and natural defense was nothing to scoff at. Not to mention one couldn't be stupid when leading an army. No wonder Sefu couldn't break out of the three-way power struggle, if Symon's father was one of the other leaders it was already quite amazing that the balance has been maintained at all.

If possibly Symon's expression became even more guilty. Coughing he refuses to look Jia Hyson in the eye as he mumbles something.

"Pardon?"

Symon coughs again, then embarrassingly repeats in a louder voice, "This, this servant's father probably defected because of this servant's inability." He ducks his head down and fiddles with his hands coquettishly.

Jia Hyson stares at his coy, embarrassed appearance before it finally dawns in him with no small amount of horror.

Fuck! It turns out it's all because Jia Hyson bent Symon!

It would be fine if it ended with just that though since homosexuality was not as discriminated against and Symon had a decent sized family so the lineage wasn't in danger. However Jia Hyson hadn't been satisfied in just bending him, he bent the 1 into a complete 0!

He practically broke Symon down into the quivering M bottom he was today, and because Symon could no longer be so easily satisfied after Jia Hyson threw him away, he had went after many men and word probably spread around that he was a total slut for a fat cock and a spanking. Even the most open-minded parent wouldn't be happy about this okay?

Symon was also the most cherished child of the tribe with the highest potential. It's why he was recommended to be a prince's playmate after all. So what Jia Hyson did was the equivalent of corrupting a straight-A student into a dropout delinquent. The type of delinquent that slept around a lot anyway.

What was worse was, Symon still turned out to be very capable and in terms of combat, natural strength and intelligence he outshone most of the children from the same generation and all of those from his tribe.

Which meant that, in a rather vulgar summarization, the Rhino Tribe's young representative and future leader will be Symon, this trembling M. It was rather disgraceful. And can really all be blamed on Jia Hyson and the royal family.

Jia Hyson: '...' This is the first time I played so hard that I indirectly helped overthrow a country ah.

Bebe: '(╬ಠ益ಠ) Bebe is going to make you an eunuch in the next world, reward world or not.'

Jia Hyson: '...' Fair enough.

Weakly, he looks at Symon and asks, "So, why exactly are you here then?"

Symon immediately reverts from coquettish and shy back to seriousness, "Father and the other rebels- this servant doesn't agree with them. Slandering the royal family who have improved the people's overall living situation and have done their best to purge corruption for the sake of old revenge and greed... needless to say I am not the only one who believes in the royal family." His expression hardens, "Unfortunately the rebels have clearly been planning this for a while and have infiltrated the castle and various tribes too deeply. This servant is ashamed to say with our current strength we can't fight them off but we can attempt a rescue. We have a strong backer and a good leader behind us now, so I ask you to hold on a bit longer my prince."

Jia Hyson absorbs this information quickly and nods expressionlessly, not revealing any of his complex thoughts. "I see, thank you Symon." He closes his eye looking tired, "Really, thank you. Now go, I don't know how long till Sefu comes back."

Symon bows and quickly takes his leave, leaving Jia Hyson to contemplate.