Chapter 158 A New Domain of Absolute Submission and Power
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The keiraku, those magic circuits that run through her, violently restructured themselves against her will. Ordinarily, such a bizarre, internal violation would drive a person to madness, but the warmth of the large hand cupping her lower abdomen offered a comforting sense of safety that was almost euphoric.
She’d been subjected to this unbearable wave of ecstasy—the side-effect of skill creation—so many times before. She knew that after the procedure, everything would knit back together as if nothing had happened, leaving her with an even greater power. ¹ Yet in this very moment, the vessel of her body, transforming into a cradle for a new skill, was being ruthlessly shredded and severed by its Master’s magical will.
Was her Master truly aware of the immense psychological toll this process took on her soul? Most likely, he wasn’t conscious of it at all, guided only by the skill itself as he warped his servant’s very being. But then, his (Familial Workshop) ² was a highly advanced skill, one that she’d never seen malfunction even with ordinary skills.
Combined with the absolute, supernatural presence of the Goddess he once faced, and his ability to manage countless skills at once, she simply had to trust his skill creation process. In fact, she’d never once felt any physical change beyond the addition of a new skill. Every function of (Familial Workshop) seemed to operate flawlessly.
But accepting this cumulative, crushing pleasure—that was a different matter entirely.
Now that skill creation had begun, she couldn’t ask him to stop. To escape the flooding ecstasy, she had no choice but to fawn and wheedle, doing anything to inflame her Master’s lust and make him give her the one thing she craved.
”Gnyuuuhh, oh, Yuuri, darling! ³ This crotch tattoo is making me kuchu-kuchu ⁴ so miserable, desu! Grant me mercy! At least, please, turn the crest a glorious, brilliant golden color for me, desu!” she whimpered.
”Hah! That would only be a reward for you, wouldn’t it?” he scoffed, his voice rough and demanding. “Listen to me, this is also a punishment. If you feel even a sliver of regret, then at least entertain me with your tormented little body!”
She begged for his immediate penetration, but his reply was utterly unyielding. Yet, it was also true that an unparalleled release awaited her beyond this mind-eroding throbbing.
She resolved herself to endure it, believing that exploding with pleasure after holding back for so long was a privilege only granted to a servant.
As a sign of her acceptance, she showed him the proof of her surrender. Yuuri’s eyes widened, and she felt the hand on her lower abdomen clench with slight tension.
”…Dammit,” he groaned, his breath catching. “You’re whining and grinding your hips like that while you shamelessly shake your breasts. I can’t concentrate on the skill construction, can I?! Seriously—do you really want my cock inside you right now?!”
This secret rendezvous was both a sacred ritual to grant new skills and a passionate, lust-fueled coupling between a man and woman sharing their deepest desires. While the Master presiding over the ritual held absolute authority that could not be overturned, she had earned a small victory by using her breasts and facial expressions to flirt with him.
The proof lay in the scent of the rigid rod throbbing beyond her thighs, which grew intensely sharper, stinging her nose. Simultaneously, his gaze, boiling with animal desire, pierced her nipples, escalating the frustrating pleasure that slowly spread through her chest.
”But Master! Your commands are even more important than the pleasure! ⁵ It is this humble one’s duty to obey your wishes and make my Master happy, deshu!” she cooed, her voice thick with ecstasy.
”Kuaah! You truly are the perfect little servant!” he demanded, the words half-praise, half-command.
Her Master wielded a great and unique power, and he even possessed the caution to constantly reflect on his own power so as not to drown in it. Therefore, if she wanted his love to be even more profound, she must never be afraid of the most intense, grueling pleasure.
If she didn’t trust her body, which had been consecrated as his servant, then their lovemaking would remain too bland and passionless. That meant she would be doomed to forever trail behind the other sisters, who had fully opened their hearts to him.
—I won’t lose.
She remembered the challenge she’d thrown at her beloved elder sister after returning from her last private domain session. Although she hadn’t closed the gap in his nightly affections, her wish would never be granted if she couldn’t endure skill creation without the help of the golden crotch tattoo.
That was why she deliberately provoked him, shaking her Master’s favorite breasts and twisting her body dramatically, daring to distract him from the task of skill creation. Even if his concentration wavered and he abandoned the skill to cover her entire body with kisses, the delayed time was exactly the genuine connection she was yearning for.
”Alright, you waited long enough. The skill is complete.”
”Thank you, so much, Master, gozaimasu!” she gasped, her voice shattered.
After a brief, delicious delay where the pleasure tormenting her whole body was replaced by a sweet, fulfilling time bathed in her Master’s affection, the large hand, warmer than any tentacle, finally lifted away from her lower abdomen.
She glanced down at the skin that now felt cool against the air and saw the red-black crotch tattoo had expanded and gained complexity, visible between her breasts. Proportionate to the not-so-long construction time, its size was clearly smaller than when she received (Dust & Ashes), remaining a simple outline that still resembled its peacetime appearance.
”Suzuri, look at me. Give me your most shamelessly erotic smile,” he ordered.
”Huh? Oh, aah!”
What kind of useful skill could be granted by a crotch tattoo smaller than the one for (Dust & Ashes)? She knew it was incredibly arrogant to compare it to (Dust & Ashes), which was likely the crème de la crème of all existing skills.
But such was the tragic nature of a woman that she would always desire something even better when it was a gift from the man she loved.
Therefore, she used her reason to convince herself that this skill, whose true nature was still unknown, would somehow combine with (Dust & Ashes) to unleash an even greater effect. That focus on the crotch tattoo made her miss the moment when her Master picked up that white slab ⁶ of wood.
”Fuu, mmph! You’re going to record this, aren’t you?! My body, in such a shameful state—it will be saved forever on your device, Yuuri!”
”That’s right,” her Master demanded. “I’ve missed several opportunities already, starting with the (Shiromuku) ⁷ ritual. But I can’t not take a picture this time. After all—”
He cut himself off abruptly and began to fine-tune the device in his hand, ensuring the record would be as vivid as possible. Though she was curious about his unspoken words, it wasn’t something a servant should pry into.
What mattered was that her Master had explicitly stated his intention to record. Therefore, assisting him to ensure the recording was satisfactory became her highest priority.
”Fuhe, eheh! I’ve already been imprinted with the skill, Master! I’ve been made a vessel to carry it, and I can barely even get up without you making me finish inside! ⁸“
To fulfill her Master’s wish, she raised the corners of her lips, looking up with a fawning, pleading gaze at the small hole he called a ‘camera.’ It was, without a doubt, an expression of total subjugation—a vile smile that accepted her fate: she wasn’t allowed to hide her body in shame, doomed only to have her Master’s seed poured into her uterus as part of her servant’s duty. Her attitude clearly conveyed that her entire self belonged to the Master who looked upon this sight.
Her gesture must have deeply stoked his desire because her Master, who had been engrossed in the image on the slab, momentarily lost his words. He pushed the slab aside, which he’d been so intently operating, and once again focused his gaze of raw desire directly on her.
”—You look fantastic, Suzuri. Tell me exactly what you want from me now.”
”Yes, Master! I hear and obey!”
She could see the bob of his throat as he swallowed, even through her tear-filled vision. Without showing her joy that she had captivated him so completely, she nodded with a melting smile at the command, using that brief delay to compose herself.
”Please, Master! I beg you to make changes to your servant Suzuri so I may be useful to you, my Yuuri! ⁹ It is my duty as your servant to safely return tomorrow and spread my legs for your body like this! So, please, bestow more skills upon me with your powerful rod! I want you to fill my baby-making pouch with your hot semen! Make my body even more convenient for you!”
Throwing away all shame, she begged not only for the insertion she’d been waiting for but also pleaded to be drawn deeper into her Master’s world. Yuuri was undoubtedly excited that a woman whose soul was already bound to him was asking for him.
As proof, the slab instantly vanished into the void the moment she recorded her shameless wish. Yuuri’s massive body, which had been holding back to focus on the recording, leaned over her, and his free hands gripped her waist.
”Ah, ah! Yuuri, please be gentle—”
”Fugyuuuuh!“
She was suddenly afraid as the tip of his fleshy spear pressed against her vaginal opening. With his strong body, she might be plunged into a transcendent pleasure, utterly divorced from love or simple desire.
She yearned for the tender lovemaking that affirmed their comfort, but a man blazing with desire would never listen to the weak pleas of a mere servant. Without giving her time to utter another word, the long-awaited rod thrust in.
Instantly, the searing ache that had been tormenting her body was converted into a blissful pleasure, and as stars danced at the edge of her vision, the crotch tattoo shifted into a glowing, golden brilliance.
”I’m coming! Your rod! Just the insertion alone is enough to make me lose my mind! Aah, no! I want to come with you, Yuuri!”
Her attempt to resist the overwhelmingly powerful pleasure and hold back her climax was quickly abandoned once her Master gave his permission. Using the stimulus of a single, forceful thrust that scraped her vaginal wall, she thrust her hips up in a frantic, shaking movement, ascending to the peak of ecstasy.
”Hah, I’m coming! I’ll go first, if you please! Aah, I’m coming, I’m coming! Kuuh, I’m coooooming!”
Clinging to the intense, hot sensation that was expanding the center of her body, she abandoned all consciousness to the surging pleasure. Her now-uncontrolled body trembled in spasms, and her face, shamelessly revealing her ecstasy, and her shaking breasts were met with his gaze of pure delight.
Just as she thought she was about to be tormented thoroughly, the rod, which had penetrated deep into her vagina, began to twitch violently.
”Hahe? Are you already going to grant me your mercy?”
”I’m going to hold you many times tonight. I can’t afford to spend too much time on a single round.”
She had assumed he would draw out his affection, using it to imprint his authority as her Master.
But his slightly cryptic refusal was followed by a series of powerful thrusts, emphasizing that this was not an afterthought. With this, her newly climaxed body was once again excavated for pleasure, and she was too overwhelmed to ponder the meaning of his words deeply.
”Hah, ann! Your rod is pulsing powerfully! Kuhfu, mmm! I’m ready, Master! I’m ready to lose my mind again, anytime! Aah, ah, ahh!”
”Kuh. I’m coming now! Uaah, aah!”
BYU-GUUUH! DO-BYUUH!
BYUUUHHH! ¹⁰
As promised, his ejaculation started surprisingly quickly.
Yet, that didn’t mean the pleasure he delivered was in any way bland. Being flooded deep into her vagina while the first wave of climax had barely receded—after their long, teasing delay—washed over her with a satisfaction far beyond her own uncontrollable climax.
”Higu! Your seed is soaking into my womb, Yuuri! Ah, ahh! It’s changing! My stomach is being filled with semen! I’m being gathered up and mixed with Yuuri’s magic power! I can feel the skill being created!”
In that moment, she felt a dread that her womb was being used merely as a tool to forge a skill. But this fear was immediately overshadowed by a happiness and pleasure that filled her completely, instantly elevating into an irreplaceable feeling of gratitude toward the Master who had personally attended to his insignificant servant.
With her physical changes and her praise for her Master now intertwined, she no longer possessed the slightest will to resist the surging pleasure.
She was swept away by the dual climax: the physical peak that arrived shortly after and the prompt fusion of the newly constructed skill into her soul. Her ecstatic, uncontrolled surrender was her final act of service to her Master.
”Igu, Iguuuuh! Aah—oh, Aah! The skill is coming! Hee, Aah! I’m scared! ¹¹ I’m going to break! Aah, Ahhh! Iguuuuh—Nnyaaaah!”
Her body, once rendered a helpless doll, was now being rebuilt into a useful tool for her Master.
The pleasure that accompanied this terror was powerful enough to purge all feelings other than complete dependence on her Master. Indeed, after the climax subsided and the intense pleasure coursing through her body softened, her clear mind was filled only with a firm confidence in her newfound power, and an unwavering loyalty and affection for the Master who had given it to her.
”Fuhe, hee! Ahaah, the skill! Thank you, gozaimashita!” she breathed, utterly spent.
After finally managing a word of thanks, her Master, still looking quite composed, urged her to check the skill he had just given her. Puzzled by his slight impatience, she focused her consciousness inward, and the full details of the granted skill clearly surfaced in her mind.
”…Petrification Domain?”
”Oh, yes, exactly! Haha, you’re already a pro at this. In that case—”
She read out the unfamiliar skill name and turned her attention to its effects. Once again, her Master was saying something meaningful, but she missed the rest of his words as she prioritized grasping the skill.
”Fugu! Isn’t this a little too powerful, Master? And why with such a simple, small crotch tattoo?” she asked, still dizzy from pleasure.
”Ah, that’s because it’s a combination of existing, low-rated skills,” he explained, suddenly quite verbose. “The various sensory skills I’ve given you are only rated as ‘convenient’ on their own. I often forget this now, but typically, most people only have one skill at most. —Anyway, I digress. This is a simple structure that just combines those sensory skills with elements from (Stone Proof). But if you can observe an opponent using every sensory method possible, and then force petrification on the enemy with the most effective strategy, you can drastically increase the success rate of a petrification that was originally unreliable.”
She desperately tried to understand her Master’s suddenly lengthy explanation, her mind still clouded by pleasure. Breaking down the content, the purpose was clear: a method to stop that impossibly fast Libellula ¹² enemy.
The only enemy now beyond her current power was one that moved faster than she did and could evade even her ultimate (Dust & Ashes). Therefore, the attempt to petrify it so it couldn’t move was a perfectly logical and sound endeavor.
”Kufu, mmm! What a magnificent skill to compensate for my own lack of power! I resolve to work diligently so this power, too, can be of service to your body, Master!”
This was the true power of the owner of (Familial Workshop) and the servants bound to him.
The ability to instantly acquire the necessary skills to counter a perceived disadvantage. And how wonderful was the Master who granted her this authority, which was originally reserved only for the Goddesses, sweetened with an intense wave of pleasure!
As she squeezed out a heartfelt word of thanks to the person she adored above all others, the rod that still held its power and distended her vagina slowly began to withdraw.
She assumed they would now go together to the hidden hot spring in the village, which she had told him about earlier, to cleanse themselves. Just as she was waiting for the tentacle’s restraint to release, her Master took out the white slab again and spoke words that made her doubt her ears.
”Right. Well then, shall we quickly bestow the remaining twenty-three types as well?”
”Heeh? Eh?!”
She knew her fawning, flirtatious smile had instantly been replaced by a look of shock.
The remaining twenty-three types were likely all the known status ailments in the labyrinth. While it was certainly encouraging to have all of them as domain skills in her arsenal, she genuinely felt her body couldn’t handle being subjected to skill creation for all of them right now.
”No, wait, Master. Just (Petrification Domain) is enough for now! Shall we put off the rest for another time?” she wheedled.
”Nonsense. What if that dragonfly bastard isn’t affected by petrification? You promised me you’d always come back to have my cock hammered into you. And considering the future, it’s best to have every possible card ready.”
She finally understood why her Master had been making such cryptic remarks up until now, but she wasn’t happy about it at all.
He must have been planning to acquire these domain skills all along. If that were the case, she wouldn’t get the moment of peace a servant was supposed to get after each private domain use.
If she had to charge straight into more skill creation, she wished he had used the private domain for his own convenience this time.
She glared at him, trying to convey her dissatisfaction, but her Master, who was strangely oblivious in some ways, seemed to have taken her intense look as a sign of her eagerness. The throbbing of his rod, which was near her nose, intensified further, and he reached out his hand toward the crotch tattoo on her lower abdomen once more.
”Can’t you do it? I thought Suzuri could manage this, and that you would.”
His question was delivered as if he believed he only needed a little nudge to gain her consent. He gently stroked her fluid-slick lower abdomen, as if warming it, but did not immediately reopen the crotch tattoo without waiting for her reply.
It was probably a way to make his servant steel her resolve. If she sincerely stopped him, he would likely be disappointed but wouldn’t force it.
—But can I truly catch up to my elder sister that way?
Ashley, her goal, who shared the bed with Yuuri nightly, accepted every demand without batting an eye.
Of course, she would writhe in spectacular fashion when struck by that magnificent rod, but she never showed a sign of weakness, no matter how exhausted she became. Therefore, Suzuri forced herself to silence her frightened heart, summoning her courage to take the final step.
”Uuuh! I’ll do it! I can do it! Because I love you, Yuuri! Because I adore you, this little bit is nothing at all!”
In truth, her ability to endure this enormous pleasure was solely due to her love. When she voiced these feelings she usually kept hidden, Yuuri seemed to realize that this difficult request was only possible because of her affection for him.
To confirm this, he tried to silence her by pressing his recently withdrawn rod to her lips.
She immediately latched onto the rigid erection, sucking on it as it offered an intoxicating aroma. But just as she savored the supreme delicacy of her Master’s seed, her heart ignited with the will to face this adversity, seeing it as an unmissable chance to close the gap with the great elder sister.
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Summary:
In this intense, erotic chapter, the devoted servant Suzuri receives the powerful new Petrification Domain skill from her Master, Yuuri, through their ritualistic and sexually charged union. Despite the overwhelming, painful pleasure that restructures her magic circuits and leaves her begging for mercy, her desire to please her Master and surpass her rival sister drives her to endure the trial. The ritual culminates in a massive, dual climax—a physical peak and the magical fusion of the skill. Just as she believes the trial is over, Yuuri reveals his plan to bestow the remaining twenty-three status ailment domain skills, forcing her into a new, greater act of submission and enduring love.
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Character Insight:
Suzuri’s character is defined by her paradoxical existence: a willing servant who finds sublime pleasure in her absolute submission, even when it involves physical and mental agony. Her ambition to usurp her elder sister, Ashley, is her core motivation, pushing her to overcome her physical limitations and prove her devotion to Yuuri. Her ecstatic cries and pleas for mercy are not signs of resistance, but an amplified performance of devotion, a core part of the ritual he enjoys. She sees the ‘crotch tattoo’ as a mark of honor and power, tied directly to her worth in his eyes.
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Behind the Scene:
The primary conflict in this scene is the clash between Suzuri’s need for a moment of intimate connection and rest after the skill ritual, and Yuuri’s pragmatic and dominant intent to quickly weaponize her for the next threat, the Libellula. Yuuri views the sexual ritual as a necessary, high-speed magical transaction facilitated by his Familial Workshop skill. Suzuri views it as a devotional act, a contest of affection against her sister. The scene ends with Yuuri exerting his dominance by forcing her to agree to an endurance trial of twenty-three more skill creations, effectively prioritizing her utility over her comfort, which Suzuri accepts out of pure, competitive devotion.
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T/L:
¹ [procedure] The original Japanese uses the word jutsu-go (術後), which literally means ‘after the operation/procedure,’ but in this fantasy/erotic context, it refers to the moment immediately following the intense skill-creation ritual. ↩
² [Familial Workshop] The Japanese skill name is (一族の工房). This is a common isekai ¹³ trope for a skill that creates items or, in this case, new skills/powers for the user’s dependents. ↩
³ [Yuuri, darling!] Yuuri is spelled Yuuri (ユーリ) in the original. Suzuri uses the term Yuuri-i (ユーリィ), which is an affectionate, drawn-out form of his name. ↩
⁴ [kuchu-kuchu] An onomatopoeic word for a wet, squishing or sucking sound. Used here to describe the feeling of her aroused genitals and the effect of the pleasure. ↩
⁵ [pleasure!] Suzuri originally uses the term Mara (魔羅), which is a term for the male organ (specifically a Buddhist term for the devil/demon that is used euphemistically for the penis). It is translated here to reflect her devotional, slightly elevated language. ↩
⁶ [white slab] This is a subtle reference to a smartphone or digital camera, the ‘white board’ is the ‘shiiroi ita-kire’ (白いの板切れ), literally ‘a slice of white board.’ ↩
⁷ [Shiromuku] Shiromuku (白無垢) is the term for a traditional, all-white Japanese wedding kimono. It’s used here as the name of a past skill ritual. ↩
⁸ [making me finish inside!] Suzuri uses the phrase oshassei itadakeneba (お射精いただけねば), which literally means ‘without receiving ejaculation/orgasm,’ but is used to mean the Master’s seed/climax is required to return her body to normal. ↩
⁹ [Yuuri-sama] Yuuri-sama (ユーリ様) is the most honorific and respectful way to address her Master. ↩
¹⁰ [BYU-GUUUH! DO-BYUUH! BYUUUHHH!] These are converted onomatopoeia for the sounds of violent, copious ejaculation, rendered into cinematic prose as instructed. ↩
¹¹ [I’m scared!] Suzuri uses the phrase kowahi (こわひ), a deliberately childish and helpless-sounding variant of ‘kowai’ (scary/afraid), to further emphasize her submission and vulnerability. ↩
¹² [Libellula] The Japanese is Riberura (リベルラ), referring to the scientific name for a type of dragonfly, which is the fast enemy they are preparing for. ↩
¹³ [isekai] A common genre term for a story where a character is transported to another world. ↩
Notes:
• Suzuri – A scout who braved the labyrinth and lured a petrifying monster to protect her friends. Tall, statuesque, flawlessly pale skin, powerfully toned yet soft and feminine, with long, flowing black hair identical to Marina. Her body have muscles but slim. Her breasts are very large, full, high-set, and overtly described as “too big for her frame,”
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
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