Chapter 57: Yui Following Ryuki's Order

With a deep breath, Yui stepped out of the kitchen, clad only in an apron that barely covered her naked body. She could feel Ryuki's eyes on her as she walked over to the table and placed the omelet in front of him, trying her best to hide her embarrassment.

As they sat in silence for a few moments, Yui couldn't help but feel self-conscious under Ryuki's intense gaze.

"Hm, strip down."

He said, and even though she didn't want to do it, she also enjoyed obeying his orders. With trembling hands, she slowly removed the apron and stood before him, completely exposed, her creamy white skin glistening in the soft light.

"Now, lie down on this table," Ryuki commanded.

Yui's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she glanced at the glass table. It was small and fragile-looking, not enough for her to fully lay down on. "Um...this table might break if I lay on it," she stammered nervously.

"Don't worry about that, I know what I'm doing," Ryuki reassured her.

As Yui reluctantly climbed onto the table, she couldn't help but think about her best friend, Ayumi. She had told Yui that this particular glass table was very expensive and easily breakable. If Yui broke this glass table, then Ayumi would be too furious. But despite her concerns, Yui couldn't bring herself to refuse Ryuki's commands.

Her body shuddered as the cold glass met her bare back. The table was too small for her to fully lie down on, so she had to awkwardly position herself with only her head and upper body supported by the table while her lower half remained on the ground. She made sure to distribute most of her weight onto her legs, afraid that the fragile glass would give way under her.

But even more embarrassing than being perched on a precarious glass table was Yui's chest. Her breasts were large and soft, lacking the firmness that society deemed desirable. As she lay there, they fell to the sides, creating a humiliating sight that made her cheeks burn with shame.

"Stay like that, don't move," Ryuki instructed as he took a pair of socks and placed them in Yui's mouth to prevent her from speaking.

She could taste the salty sweat and smell the musty odor from the socks, but it was bearable compared to the humiliation and embarrassment she felt at being treated like a mere object by Ryuki. She tried to focus on the pleasant scent of room fragrance that filled the air, hoping it would distract her from her current state.

With a plate of omelets on her stomach, Yui could feel the heat seeping through the dish onto her skin. She wanted to squirm and protest, but with her mouth gagged, all she could do was tremble under Ryuki's intense gaze.

As he leisurely ate his breakfast and watched TV, Yui was left humiliated and degraded, unable to move or speak. This time, Yui felt more uncomfortable than last time. Last time, Ryuki had just bound her and stripped her naked, and that time, she just felt embarrassed and in pain, but this time, it was different. He wasn't just treating her as an object of pleasure; he was treating her as a piece of furniture, something to be used and discarded without a second thought.

The longer she lay there, the more sore and uncomfortable Yui became. With most of her weight on her legs, they started to ache and tremble from supporting her body for so long. The sweat trickled down her skin as she struggled to remain still, afraid that shifting even slightly would cause the fragile glass table to shatter beneath her.

But after what felt like an eternity, Ryuki finally finished his meal. He removed the empty dish from Yui's stomach and told her to stand up. With relief flooding through her body, Yui got up and looked at Ryuki with weary eyes, wondering what he would make her do next.

"Okay, you can take off that socks and bind around your thighs."

Yui's heart raced as she followed Ryuki's instructions. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached up and peeled off the socks that had been stuffed into her mouth. The taste of his salty sweat lingered on her tongue, but she tried to push it out of her mind as she focused on tying the socks tightly around her thighs.

She could feel the fabric digging into her skin, leaving red marks and causing a slight discomfort, but she knew it was what Ryuki wanted. As she finished securing the makeshift bindings, Yui took a deep breath and looked up at Ryuki, who was watching her intently.

"Is this good?" she asked nervously, unsure if she had followed his instructions correctly.

Ryuki nodded in approval, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Perfect, Keep that socks untill we meet again, before I go, I want to know how do you felt doing all of this?"

"Can I dress up first?"

"Nope."

"..."

Yui, flushed with red, answered what she felt. She told him honestly that she didn't like it and hated it but also said that she loved it. She herself didn't know what she truly felt.

"Then let's do this more and see what your truly want," Ryuki suggests.

Yui hesitates before nodding.

"Next some days later."

"Okay."

As Yui gathered her scattered clothes, Ryuki's intense gaze burned into her. She could feel his eyes tracing every curve of her body, making her skin flush with heat and embarrassment. He order her to put on her clothes slowly.

Shaking slightly, Yui began to dress herself in front of him. It was a strange reversal from before when she had undressed for him. Putting on clothes was less embarrassing than taking them off, but it was still embarrassing.

First came her underwear and bra, a simple yet intimate act that still caused her cheeks to burn bright red. Then came the shorts and long skirt, providing some coverage but not enough to ease her discomfort.

Finally, Yui donned her top and covered herself, but seeing Ryuki's eyes embarrassed her, so she avoided eye contact.

[This novel will go premium on 15 April]

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