The Freed S*aves Became Obsessed

Chapter 90

"Haa..."

In the dark room, where even the moonlight could not enter.

A soft, feminine moan filled the room, trickling down from her throat.

After secretly stealing Karamir's energy, Lin distanced herself from him.

Karamir, saddened, thought Lin was going through puberty, lamenting that they could no longer be as close as before. However, as Lin looked at him, guilt filled her heart.

This wasn’t something like puberty. If anything, it was closer to a heat.

Ever since she absorbed his energy, unbearable symptoms of addiction surfaced. She wanted more. Whenever she was near Karamir, she felt the urge to pounce on him.

In both a spiritual and sexual sense.

But she knew that if she gave in, there would be no turning back, so she desperately maintained her distance from him.

The strange thing was, the Gumiho hadn’t appeared since then. Lin had expected it to urge her to go after Karamir, but... nothing.

She didn’t know what kind of schemes it was planning, but from Lin’s perspective, it was a relief. She didn’t want anyone to witness her disgrace like this.

"Mmgh..."

Lin, dressed in a thin negligee she usually wore to bed, let her hand slip between her legs, toying with herself, while rubbing her thighs together. Meanwhile, her tails lightly tickled various parts of her body, heightening her senses.

If she didn’t do at least this much, she feared she would lose control and attack her master. It wasn’t the most effective method, but it was better than doing nothing.

No one had ever taught her these things, but it was something she had learned on her own.

"Master... master..."

Her senses heightened as she called out pitifully for her master.

Knock knock knock.

A knock echoed through the room.

"Lin, can I come in for a moment?"

"Hiii?!"

Startled by Karamir’s voice, Lin let out a squeal and shot up from the bed.

"Wh-what is it?"

"I just wanted to talk. May I come in?"

"J-just a minute!"

Hurriedly, Lin tidied up her bed and adjusted her appearance before opening the door.

"I thought I heard something. Is everything okay? You’re also sweating quite a bit."

"Huh?"

It was only then that Lin noticed her own disheveled state. Sweat had made her hair stick to her cheeks, and her thin, damp negligee clung to her skin, revealing her pale complexion.

She looked as though she had just been caught in the middle of something improper.

Lin, flustered, quickly made an excuse.

"I-I was practicing magic! I got hot while summoning foxfire!"

"Hmm, practicing magic is commendable, but don’t you think it’s better to do it outside rather than indoors?"

"Y-yeah! I’ll make sure to do that from now on!"

Doing what she had just done outside would cause chaos, but Lin quickly agreed just to move the conversation along.

"Shall we sit down and talk?"

"Huh? O-okay!"

Lin sat on the bed, and Karamir took a seat beside her. As he stretched his arm back to get comfortable, his hand touched something warm and damp.

"Hmm? Why is the bed wet?"

Lin let out a giggle, as if she found something amusing.

It was only then that Karamir realized what was happening. This wasn’t puberty—it was a heat cycle, one of the instincts that beastfolk like Lin had not fully erased.

This was not a joke. He was actually about to be pounced on, and it wasn’t good.

"Haha, was that it? I thought you were getting tired of me, Lin."

"As if~ I adore you, master. There's no way I’d ever dislike you."

"That’s true. I was completely mistaken. Haha..."

Karamir awkwardly chuckled as he subtly tried to slip away, but Lin had a tight grip on his wrist, not allowing him to budge.

Karamir, with his naturally weak body, stood no chance against Lin, who was not only a beastfolk but also a yokai with physical strength hundreds of times greater than his. Even if she were still a one-tailed fox, it would’ve been difficult to break free, but now it was impossible.

Seeing Karamir squirm in her grasp, Lin’s lips curled into a smirk.

"Master... you’re so weak. It feels like I could snap you with just a little pressure."

"Uh... I’d rather you didn’t do that."

"Don’t worry, master~ I’d never hurt you. I’m just amazed by how you always lead the way with such a fragile body. I’m always grateful."

"As your master, that’s only natural. Now, could you let go? It’s starting to hurt a bit... haha."

"Hmm~ should I?"

Lin pursed her lips as if contemplating, before breaking into a mischievous grin.

"Nope, I don’t think so. If I let you go, you’ll just run away, won’t you?"

She chuckled, revealing that she had no intention of releasing him from the start.

"Sssss... haa..."

Lin lowered herself, burying her face in Karamir’s neck. She began inhaling his scent greedily, as if trying to make up for all the time she hadn’t been able to indulge. She wasn’t satisfied with just the scent though—she started licking his neck, like a beast marking its territory, determined to leave her traces all over his body.

"Lin, wait..."

"I tried so hard to resist, master. But it’s your fault. You’re the one who seduced me. You kept teasing me, coming close and giving off that enticing scent."

Seductive scent?

Me?

Karamir broke out into a cold sweat. His instincts screamed warnings in his head.

His chastity was at risk.

There was no reasoning with her. Lin’s eyes, clouded with desire, no longer had the clarity of logic or reason.

He had wanted to avoid using force, but it seemed like he had no other choice. Just as Karamir was about to give a command, Lin spoke first, her response quicker than his.

"Don’t, master. I don’t want to hear it."

Lin’s seven tails spread open like a fan, and her heterochromatic eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

Suddenly, dizziness overtook Karamir, his head spinning. His thoughts stopped working. It was Lin’s magic.

"Sorry, master. I didn’t want to take things this far, but you’re too kind to your slaves. I had no choice."

"...!"

"If I pounce on you, you’ll surely hate me. But I still want to do it. Yet, I don’t want you to hate me either. So..."

Lin exhaled hot breath near Karamir’s lips.

A wave of drowsiness instantly swept over him, and his consciousness began to sink beneath the surface.

"This will be our little memory, just mine to keep. When you wake up, we’ll be even closer, like the perfect master and slave."

Karamir tried to speak, but his mouth wouldn’t open. His eyelids, heavy, began to close.

The last thing he saw was the image of a grinning vixen, her mouth stretched wide in anticipation of what was to come.

"Goodnight, master. Lin loves you so much♡"