Becoming the Yandere Omega's Fluffy Pet - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Wanting to Continue Having Her Ears Played With, Wanting to be Fiercely…

The moment her wolf ears were pinched, Liu Ran felt the world stand still.

The room spun. The ceiling seemed to collapse; the massive crystal chandelier shattered light into a thousand jagged shards. The curtains looked like burning wildfires, and the sofa beneath her turned into quicksand in the middle of a desert, rapidly swallowing an explorer.

Everything twisted, warped, and deformed, turning from color to black and white…

Finally, it all fell into eyes as moist as lake water. It was like winter, when the ice is frozen solid and a pickaxe strikes the fragile surface.

The sensation on her sensitive nerves was magnified a thousandfold. Every single hair on her ears traced the softness of Ming Siyu’s fingertips in exquisite detail.

Those were hands that had never done manual labor, maintained by regular treatments; the skin was thin, slightly moist, and the fingerprints were delicate. Even the creases at the knuckles were finely formed.

Enveloping. Kneading. Circling. Pinching. Rubbing.

The tips, the roots. Brushing with the grain, then against it. The auricle, the ear canal.

No matter how Liu Ran twitched her ears to dodge, she was at such a positional disadvantage that Ming Siyu could easily capture them again and again.

Liu Ran was forced to endure Ming Siyu’s body heat.

She had never been played with so humiliatingly. She felt like a fish being gutted; the sofa was the chopping board that would decide if she was to be steamed whole or braised in sections.

Previous buyers had forced her to do things, but usually, if she showed reluctance or resistance, it would bring a beating. Once they were tired of hitting her and had vented their rage, the act would naturally stop.

No one had ever played with her ears so wantonly.

Liu Ran knew her ears were sensitive, but she hadn’t realized they were this sensitive. Ming Siyu’s hands felt electric; a numbing, tingling sensation traveled from the tips of her ears to the soles of her feet. Especially when Ming Siyu lightly flicked the fuzz inside her ear, Liu Ran felt her entire spine turn to mush.

Tiny whimpers built up in her throat. Liu Ran bit her lip hard, refusing to let a single sound escape.

When she absolutely couldn’t hold it back and had to say something, she used her prepared script to lash out: “Ming Siyu, go to hell, I hate you…”

All her struggling was futile. The restraints bound her so tightly that the more she fought, the harder they squeezed, until eventually, it became difficult for her to breathe.

“Liu Ran, you are mine. You must listen to me.”

“When Master wants the little wolf to do something, do it obediently, and you’ll suffer less.”

“Master’s commands are not to be defied.”

At some point, Liu Ran’s face had become covered in tears. She shook her head frantically. She was going crazy; she didn’t want to hear another word from Ming Siyu.

The continuous stroking caused a different kind of sensation to surge through her body. She unconsciously squeezed her legs together. Her canines felt as if they were overflowing with fluid, and her gums felt swollen and achy an agonizingly restless feeling.

She wanted to continue having her ears played with, she wanted those hands to touch her more, she wanted her tail-root to be pinched fiercely she wanted to be in so much pain and pleasure that she would die and come back to life.

The moment she realized what she was craving, Liu Ran was swallowed by terror. A chill swept through her body, reaching the top of her skull and shocking her heated brain into temporary clarity.

The thing she feared most had happened.

Ming Siyu’s “playing” had sent her into heat.

She refused to become a beast drowned in lust in front of Ming Siyu.

Liu Ran immediately cried out in a hoarse, desperate voice, “Stop, stop! Don’t touch my ears anymore—!”

The texture of the wolf ears was even better than Ming Siyu had imagined. Plus, they didn’t shed; her hands remained clean even after playing with them for a long time.

The fine, silken sensations slowly calmed the agitation caused by her Skin Hunger. Behind her glasses, her bottomless eyes gradually regained their clarity.

Ming Siyu was used to controlling everything.

A flare-up of Skin Hunger caused her to lose that sense of control. She would become uncontrollably anxious, manic, restless, and filled with a desire to destroy. Ming Siyu loathed the feeling of losing control.

Whenever the drawbridge of her emotions began to wobble, she had to stabilize it immediately and return to a normal state. She had to reclaim the sovereignty of her reason before she was governed by chaos.

When she was first diagnosed, it took Ming Siyu a long time to accept reality. To her, having this disease was a derailment from a “normal” life. And she had no way to change it. In the face of an incurable illness, no amount of money was more than a useless number.

Her only consolation was that Skin Hunger wasn’t fatal. As long as she could quickly touch the right kind of “furry,” she could return to her comfortable, ideal state.

Liu Ran’s wolf ears were the most effective “medicine” Ming Siyu had ever found. Now, the discomfort was not only fully relieved, but she felt a trace of satiety… perhaps because kneading Liu Ran satisfied her desire for dominance.

But Liu Ran had cried until her voice was hoarse.

Ming Siyu frowned slightly and let go. “Drama queen.”

It was just touching some ears; it wasn’t going to kill her. Liu Ran was acting as if Ming Siyu were some sex demon who had ruthlessly violated her.

Besides.

“It looked like you were enjoying it quite a bit.”

On the side of Liu Ran’s face, her human ears were a deep, bleeding red. Her cheeks had turned from the deathly pale of being pinned down to a suggestive pink. Her eyes, soaked in tears, were misty and hazy, and her fingers clawed helplessly at the sofa.

Liu Ran had a somewhat somber face, but her philtrum and lips were exceptionally full; currently, her lips had been bitten into a mess of bruised red.

“Ugh…”

A faint, sweet scent of bitter orange quietly filled the air. It was like a stone thrown into a calm, deep pool, causing a trace of lingering intimacy to stir in the thick, milky white mist above the water.

The faint smile on Ming Siyu’s lips vanished instantly.

Her expression changed drastically.

An Alpha actually dared to go into heat right in front of her.

Ming Siyu grabbed the untouched tea from the coffee table and splashed the entirety of it onto Liu Ran.

The tea was somewhat hot. It drenched Liu Ran’s head and face.

“Cough, cough…”

How could someone as malicious and unreasonable as Ming Siyu exist in this world? She had deceived her, toyed with her, forced her into heat, and then splashed her with water. Fortunately, the tea wasn’t boiling, or it would have scalded her skin off.

The burning lust was extinguished by the water, though the afterglow continued to pull at her senses.

Liu Ran gasped, her resentful eyes looking as if she wanted to skin Ming Siyu alive.

Ming Siyu didn’t move. She commanded in a low voice: “Withdraw your pheromones.”

Only then did Liu Ran realize she had accidentally released her pheromones. No wonder Ming Siyu’s expression was so terrible.

Suddenly, a sense of vengeful satisfaction rose in Liu Ran’s heart. Ming Siyu must hate her pheromones. How could the noble Director Ming bear to be defiled by the pheromones of a “freak” like her?

You insisted on torturing my ears—now see, you’ve shot yourself in the foot. You brought this on yourself.

However, she still withdrew her pheromones. It wasn’t because of Ming Siyu’s order, but because if she continued to let them release, she wouldn’t get any Omega comfort in this situation, and she would be the only one suffering in the end.

Qi Zhen had been hiding in the kitchen, playing deaf and dumb. Seeing that things weren’t right, she rushed out only to find one standing and one lying down, both with terrible expressions. The atmosphere was so tense it was like a drawn bow. She didn’t dare intervene for fear of being caught in the crossfire.

Fortunately, Ming Siyu ordered: “Go buy an Alpha pheromone suppressant.”

Qi Zhen fled to do so immediately.

Even after splashing the water, Ming Siyu still felt unsatisfied. To her, Alpha pheromones were no different from an insult. Liu Ran had actually dared to try and use pheromones to suppress her as revenge.

What right did Liu Ran have?

The S-class Alpha pheromones had made her legs go weak for a split second, triggering an unprecedented panic. She would never be suppressed or made to submit by pheromones; she, Ming Siyu, was the only one who made others submit.

On the surface, Ming Siyu remained unshakable, but in her heart, she had already “wrung” Liu Ran out like a wet towel eight hundred times.

She hooked Liu Ran’s collar and tightened it, making it hard for her to breathe, only to release it suddenly before she suffocated. She repeated this several times the “M” rhinestone decoration on the collar was even ripped off. Eventually, Qi Zhen returned panting with the suppressant and injected it into the gland at the back of Liu Ran’s neck.

Qi Zhen didn’t know how to give injections; her technique was terrible. Liu Ran dry-heaved from the pain of the needle, and her ravaged ears drooped dejectedly.

Ming Siyu watched the entire process with cold indifference.

After all that tossing and turning, today’s “furry fix” was satisfied. Ming Siyu was hungry, so she left Liu Ran behind and went to the dining room to eat by herself.

Liu Ran’s stomach was also growling. The little she had eaten in the morning had long since been digested.

She simply shouted: “Ming Siyu! Are you going to starve me to death?”

Anyway, her ears had already been played with. Things couldn’t get any worse than this. What was wrong with asking for a meal? It’s only natural for people to eat.

Ming Siyu’s chopsticks paused. She originally intended to ignore the voice, but for some reason, she raised her voice and replied: “There is food. Come eat it yourself.”

The voice came from the distant dining room. Liu Ran gritted her teeth so hard they nearly broke. Damn Ming Siyu; the house was so big that there were ten meters between the living room and dining room, yet she was too stingy to even bring her a bite. And she told her to get up and eat—how about she unlock the restraints first?

She wasn’t a plant; she couldn’t perform photosynthesis. Did Ming Siyu think that by turning on the living room lights and splashing some tea on her, she could produce nutrients?

If her mother knew she was living like this, she would be heartbroken.

Liu Ran’s nose stung. Her heart felt as bitter as a piece of 98% dark chocolate. Tears rolled down her face again.

My mom better never see me looking this pathetic. She probably won’t anyway. After her father’s suicide, her mother had become a vegetable. Coupled with her original illness, she had been lying in a hospital for four years without opening her eyes.

Ming Siyu waited for Liu Ran to snap back at her.

But the living room went silent.

The exquisite food in front of her suddenly lost its flavor. A ball of fire was stuck in Ming Siyu’s chest, unable to find an exit. She forced herself to swallow half a bowl of cream of mushroom soup, but it felt greasy and she couldn’t take another bite.

She walked to the living room, intending to mock Liu Ran further, only to find her crying.

She was crying “wetly”—even harder than when her ears were being forcibly petted. Strands of hair clung to her forehead—it was unclear if it was sweat from crying or the water Ming Siyu had splashed. Her wolf ears were damp as well, looking as if they had just walked through a heavy fog.

Why does she cry so much?

It’s really annoying.

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