Taming SSR And UR RANK Superwomen-Chapter 22 — Pleasure and Control

Once Thomas broke into Elvira’s apartment, tamed her, and woke her with ice-cold water, she stared at him sitting in the wooden chair in front of her bed while she trembled from the cold.

"What the fuck are you doing inside my house, idiot?!"

"Shut up, bitch."

A pressure in Elvira’s chest forced her lips shut immediately.

’What the hell just happened to me? My body isn’t responding.’

Thomas smiled. Nothing gave him more pleasure than having absolute control over her. He stood up from the chair and walked toward the living room.

"Come," he ordered.

Elvira walked out of her bedroom as Thomas turned on the lights. Once the apartment was fully illuminated, he sat down on the gray couch and crossed his left leg over his right.

"Bitch, from now on, you are forbidden to scream, run away from me, or talk about this to anyone. You cannot and will not let anyone find out that you are my slave. You cannot call the police or ask anyone to report this for you. No matter what method you try to use, I do not allow you, under any circumstances, to expose me or speak about the fact that you belong to me."

With every command Thomas gave, the pressure in Elvira’s chest forced her compliance. She remained silent, confused by what she was feeling. Fear grew inside her, mixing with tears that began to spill down her face.

When she finally managed to speak, Elvira said,

"Please, forgive me! I-I don’t know what all of this is, but we can still fix things. I promise I won’t say anything—just please don’t keep doing this."

Thomas remained cold and composed. He didn’t know whether her gift could still affect him now that she was already tamed. Even so, to avoid being influenced by Elvira, he chose not to react emotionally to her words.

"Shut up, bitch, and take off your clothes."

Terror spread across Elvira’s face as her arms began moving against her will.

"W-what? I-I can’t—why can’t I stop? My body..."

She grabbed the hem of her nightgown and pulled it over her head, leaving herself naked. Her arms dropped to her sides as her body trembled, caught between the cold and fear.

"Y-you bastard... How dare you...?"

She clenched her teeth in rage and helplessness. Words couldn’t fully express what she was feeling in that moment.

"Now sit in front of me and spread your legs wide."

"What? What the fuck did you say? W-why can’t I... stop? My body..."

Before she fully obeyed, Thomas tilted his head slightly.

’Look at you... always so proud, and now you can’t even decide whether to close your legs.’

With guttural sounds of strain, Elvira lowered herself onto the carpet. She sat and leaned back, barely supporting herself with her arms. Her legs spread completely, exposing herself to Thomas.

"Y-you bastard..."

Her face burned with fury and humiliation. Her cheeks flushed as she gritted her teeth. Thomas smiled at that expression, rested his elbow on his knee, and spoke without looking away.

"That’s a good look on you. I never thought I’d enjoy seeing you glare at me like that."

"Son of a bitch... worthless piece of shit..."

"Ha, ha, ha. The more you insult me, the more I enjoy seeing you humiliated, bitch. Stay like that. I want to look at you completely."

"You disgusting pervert, I hope you die. And how the fuck are you forcing me to do this? No man has a decent gift. You’re all mediocre and useless."

Thomas responded with a slow, calculating smile. Ignoring her question, he began to speak.

"Listen carefully, witch. From now on, you’re my bitch. I tried to be nice and polite with you, but animals never understand good intentions. They’ll always be animals. So we’re doing this my way."

He leaned forward slightly and continued.

"Give me back my apartment key. From now on, you will never charge me rent again. I’ll live there for free until I decide to leave."

"What? Not even in your filthiest dreams."

"I wasn’t asking. It’s an order."

Elvira’s eyes widened as she felt the pressure in her chest again. She tried to resist, but she couldn’t.

"Also, just because I feel like it, you won’t call me Thomas anymore. From now on, you’ll address me as your master and speak to me with complete respect, as if no one else in the world deserves as much respect as I do."

Elvira’s pupils dilated.

’Treat you with respect?! You?! That disgusting, pathetic failure Thomas?! Never! I will never do that! I won’t let something this humiliating control me!’

"Yes, my master."

’What the fuck?! My mouth moved on its own! No, never! I’d rather have my tongue ripped out and my mouth burned than allow something this humiliating!’

Thomas stood and walked toward Elvira, grabbing her roughly by the throat. She remained in the same position, one eye squeezed shut from the discomfort of his grip.

"Listen to me carefully, you fucking bitch. Don’t you ever go near my sister again! If you look at her, talk to her, or try to act nice to her, I’ll make you do the most disgusting and humiliating things imaginable! I’ll ruin your life, bitch! Do you hear me?!"

"Y-yes... my master..." Elvira replied, barely able to breathe.

Thomas released her, causing her to cough violently.

He ran his fingers through his white hair, pushing it back, and calmed himself for a moment. However, the anger toward her still burned inside him. He returned to the couch and removed his shoe, exposing his right foot.

"Come here, bitch, and lick my foot while you apologize for everything you did to me."

Elvira stared at him in shock—not joy, but pure terror. Her body began to move against her will. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

’No...’

She positioned herself on her knees, completely naked, and crawled toward Thomas.

’No, please!’

She opened her mouth and began licking his foot.

’I can’t... please... not this! This is disgusting! This is revolting!’

"Forgive me for everything, my master," Elvira said between licks. "It’s all my fault. I should never have treated you badly. Please be kind to your bitch and forgive me. It’s all my fault. I’m a disobedient bitch."

’What kind of humiliation is this?! Why does this filthy pig have this power?! I can’t do anything! I want to cry from frustration!’

Thomas leaned back slightly against the couch and smiled as he watched her crawl. He didn’t feel even a trace of remorse—not with her. With her, there was no guilt.

Not only the humiliation, but also watching her shiver from the cold gave him a slow, deep satisfaction.

"Now tell me my sister’s exact location, bitch."

Without stopping, Elvira replied,

"She’s at 1389 Olimpo Vernircar. East residential zone. It’s a burgundy house. My niece’s name is Lucía Zenith, my master."

Thomas began thinking while she continued licking.

’It would look strange if I showed up alone asking for my sister. If she knows she’s being held there, I doubt she’d just let me in.’

"Hey, bitch, what do I have to say so she gives her back without a fight?"

"Just order me to call her and explain what a good man you are, my master. That way she’ll obey me and agree to hand her over."

’A good man?! You disgusting, perverted piece of shit!’

"Well, you’re starting to be slightly less useless, bitch," Thomas muttered with a snort. "Anyway, get away from me. You disgust me."

He pushed Elvira’s face aside with his foot, causing her to fall onto her back.

"I’m sorry, my master."

"Go get my apartment key and open my door."

"Yes, my master. I’ll be back in a moment."

Elvira stood up, allowing Thomas to see her large backside. Even the way she walked had a certain sway. At that, he cleared his throat and thought,

’I’m on the edge of crossing into something even worse. But at least for today, I need to sleep and get my sister tomorrow. I’ll use the night to make Elvira tell me more about her niece. Her power genuinely interests me. If it’s as strong as she claims, it would let me hide and use this system without fear of being found... though that’s a double-edged sword. If no one can stop me, then what will?’