NTR: Choice Based System

"Another one?"

Dan Ya spoke with questioning eyes, her body still wet from the waterfall. She could feel the Training Head's gaze on her body.

She had thought that after the water training, the session would be over. But from the Training Head's words, it seemed he planned to massage her again, just like he had before she went into the water.

"Do you have something to say?"

The Training Head asked, glaring at her intensely. His eyes wandered over her wet body, lingering on her busty curves and perky nipples, visible through her wet clothes.

The sun was about to set, and the escort warriors were about to return from their training. Their daily routine for the week was to climb the peak of the mountain and return before nightfall.

The only change was that every day, they had to carry extra weight with them, and this weight would increase with each passing day.

Today, they were carrying an extra 40 kilograms of weight on their bodies, and they had to climb the mountain and return before sunset.

Dan Ya spoke with denial, "No, I have nothing to say."

She had decided to complete her training and would not complain, even though the Training Head was treating her roughly and strictly.

The Training Head's tone was rough, but he was amused inside. He enjoyed the way Dan Ya was behaving, complying with his every demand.

He was confident that he would soon break her, making her so submissive that she would obey his every command, even if it meant stripping naked in front of him without question.

"The Escort Guards were about to return, but their training isn't over yet. You go to your tent and wait for me," he commanded. She nodded and headed straight to her tent.

He added, "And don't clean your body until I'm finished with you for today's training." As she left, the Training Head smiled creepily.

She thought that until he came, she would dry her body and change her clothes. But now it seemed she had to wait until today's training ended.

Soon, the Escort Guards started returning. Exhausted but relieved to have completed their daily training, they gathered in front of the Training Head when they saw him standing at the training site.

"Good, you've passed the first test, which was endurance. Now I'm going to add the next thing: survival," the Training Head announced, a glint in his eye. The Guards knew something was coming.

"Survival is another crucial factor for any soldier, especially for the Escort Warriors. And from this moment, your second test is starting," he continued.

"What?"

"Right now?"

"We just returned!"

Some of the Escort Guards complained, but the Training Head reprimanded them loudly, "If you're dissatisfied, then you can leave. But remember, the moment you leave, that will be the end of your career as a soldier in our city."

Everyone went silent. The Training Head continued, "For this, you have to go inside the forest in teams of four or five each and hunt a beast for tonight's feast."

"Remember, you have only three hours. You have to return before that, whether you're empty-handed or have hunted a beast," he warned.

"This starts your training's next phase: 'survival,'" he finished. The Escort Guards immediately started forming teams of five before heading into the forest.

As they departed, the Training Head smiled. "This will be enough time to spend with Lady Dan Ya."

The Training Head entered Dan Ya's tent, his gaze lingering on her damp form. He closed the flap behind him, plunging the tent into darkness.

"Are you ready for the massage?" he spoke as he came closer to Dan Ya, who was waiting for the Training Head.

Dan Ya, sitting on the floor, opened her eyes after meditating. "I...I was waiting for you," she stammered.

He chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Good. Very good."

He moved closer, his hand brushing against her damp skin. She shivered, a mixture of fear and anticipation.

"Let's dry you off," he said, his voice barely a whisper. Read exclusive chapters at empire

He began to towel her down, his touch lingering on her skin. As he dried her hair, his fingers traced the contours of her neck, sending a wave of pleasure through her.

"Your skin is sensitive," he murmured, his voice filled with desire. "very sensitive, soft and beautiful."

He moved to her back, massaging the tension out of her muscles. His hands kneaded her flesh, each stroke more sensual than the last.

"Relax," he whispered. "Let go."

As he worked, his hands began to wander. He traced the curve of her spine, the delicate curve of her hips. His fingers lingered on her sensitive spots, eliciting soft moans from her lips.

"how are you feeling?" he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. "relax your body as I'm going to go little harder."

He turned her over, his gaze drinking in her beauty. Her eyes were closed as she let him do whatever he was doing.

Though she felt awkward, she could also feel a sense of relaxation and a tinge of pleasure as his hands brushed against her skin.

The Training Head's hands moved with a practiced ease, kneading and massaging Dan Ya's body. His touch was both gentle and forceful, a strange combination that sent shivers down her spine. His fingers danced across her skin, exploring every curve and contour.

She tried to focus on the physical sensations, to block out the growing unease. But it was difficult. The darkness of the tent, the oppressive silence, and the man's intense gaze made her feel vulnerable and exposed.

As his hands reached sensitive areas, Dan Ya couldn't suppress a low moan.

It was a sound she hadn't intended to make, but it escaped her lips involuntarily. The Training Head paused; his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

"You like that, don't you?" he purred, his voice low and seductive.

She didn't respond, but her body betrayed her. A shiver ran through her, and her muscles tensed. The Training Head chuckled, his hand moving to her most intimate part.

"Relax," he commanded. "Let go."

His touch was both gentle and demanding, a paradox that left her mind reeling. She closed her eyes, trying to focus on her breathing. But it was difficult to concentrate when every nerve in her body was on fire.

As the minutes passed, the intensity of the massage increased. The Training Head's hands moved with a rhythmic precision, pushing her to the brink of sensation. She gasped, her body arching involuntarily.

The Training Head's hands now kneaded her Melons, "It's part of your body and part of our training, so relax. I Don't want any disturbance."

After that, even if Dan Ya wanted to protest the touching, especially the way he was pressing her breasts and brushing her nipples, she hesitated.

She felt aroused, but at the same time, she sensed a sinister truth behind the Training Head's actions. She wanted to stop, but another thought crossed her mind.

"What if everything is really part of the training? What if my thoughts are wrong? What if I'm the one who's wrong for feeling arousal during training?"

Suddenly, the Training Head stopped. He sat back, his expression unreadable. "That's enough for today," he said, his voice flat.

Dan Ya was relieved. She was exhausted, both physically and emotionally. She wanted nothing more than to be alone, to rest and recover.

"You may clean yourself now," the Training Head said, his voice cold. "But remember, this is just the beginning."

Dan Ya nodded, her voice barely a whisper. She couldn't wait to escape the tent, to wash away the lingering sensations.

But as she stepped out into the cool night air, she thought about the consequences of questioning the Training Head. She realized that her training might have ended prematurely if she had protested.

The Training Head watched her go, a sinister smile playing on his lips. He had her now, firmly within his grasp. Today, she endured his touch; tomorrow, she would endure far more.

Dan Ya dried herself as she waited for the Escort Warriors to return from their hunt. The time for their next phase of training was approaching.

The Escort Warriors returned, their faces etched with exhaustion and triumph. They had successfully hunted a beast, a testament to their growing skills.

The Training Head commended them, his voice laced with a hidden satisfaction. But not all returned with prey, as two teams came empty-handed.

The Training Head was dissatisfied with them. He commanded, "You two teams have failed in your task. You'll have to do one more task to redeem yourselves: cook for everyone."

"As for the team who completed their tasks, you have just stepped one step closer to becoming elite Escort Guards," he applauded them.

Cheers could be heard from the site as Dan Ya wore new clothes. She checked her body and actually felt relaxed and less exhausted than the other days.

"Although it looks inappropriate, the Training and massage have some good results," she thought.