CHAPTER 33: BLANCHE AND KAI

Carmena trembled slightly, as if she had thought of something, and raised her head a little, asking softly, "Then... has Sarah also... also..."

"Of course," Lucas nodded.

"Although she is my cousin, she is also my sex slave. Naturally, she must serve her master as well."

Hearing that Sarah had also drunk Lucas’s urine, a sense of relief spontaneously arose deep within Carmena’s heart, as if this had truly become an ordinary, commonplace matter.

Although rationally she knew it was absurd and illogical, she could genuinely feel a wave of relaxation, as if a heavy weight had been lifted from her heart.

Although Lucas wasn’t aware of Carmena’s inner thoughts, he could tell from her expression that his reassurance had worked.

He reached out, picked Carmena up in a princess carry, and returned to the bedroom, only to find that Sarah had already fallen asleep at some point.

Lucas placed Carmena on the bed, took her phone, added her as a friend, and sent her the Sex Slave Manual.

"You should rest well. I’ll come find you tomorrow."

He activated his invisibility skill again, carried the sleeping Sarah back to her dormitory, and then left.

The next day, September 2nd, early in the morning, Lucas was awakened by his alarm clock.

There was no morning blowjob today, which made Lucas somewhat unhappy.

What made him even more unhappy was that he had a class at 8 a.m.

Lucas was in the seventh grade, which was considered a senior level in the Imperial Academy’s teaching system. Senior students could freely choose their courses, unlike the lower and middle grades, which had tightly packed, fixed schedules.

Lucas’s schedule was exactly the same as Sarah’s because Sarah had chosen all his classes for him.

The 8 a.m. class was on advanced history, a cultural course. Only about thirty people in the entire grade had elected to take it, and aside from Sarah, Lucas didn’t see anyone he knew.

Since Lucas had skipped from first to sixth grade and gone directly to the seventh grade, he could barely understand the content of the class.

Feeling somewhat insecure, Lucas glanced around but noticed that not many people were actually paying attention. Some were spacing out, while others were playing on their phones—just like in the boring, easy classes during Lucas’s previous life in university.

The bald lecturer speaking confidently at the podium also seemed to turn a blind eye to this, appearing completely unconcerned.

Lucas sat in the last row, with Sarah seated beside him as one of the few students who were not only listening attentively but also taking notes.

Watching Sarah’s focused demeanor, that proud and cool aura she had when they first met was unmistakably apparent again.

It was hard to imagine that such an ethereal young woman was actually his submissive sex slave. Surely, none of the men and women at the Imperial Academy who admired Sarah could ever picture this.

Feeling bored, Lucas stealthily reached his left hand under the desk, gently stroking Sarah’s smooth thighs beneath her skirt. He satisfiedly watched as a faint, barely noticeable blush appeared on her ice–cold expression.

At the same time, he used his right hand to open his phone and sent a message to Carmena, "Are you awake?"

The message was sent, but it seemed to vanish into a void. Ten minutes passed with no reply.

Lucas sent another message, "If you’re intentionally ignoring your master’s messages, there will be punishment!"

Soon, Carmena replied: "Sorry! I just saw this! I just woke up not long ago!"

Lucas naturally didn’t believe Carmena’s excuse, but he didn’t bother arguing about it.

"Class is boring. Send me a selfie to help me pass the time."

About a minute later, Carmena sent a picture. It wasn’t a fresh selfie but an old photo of her wearing a crimson long dress, with what seemed to be a classroom in the background.

It was a picture that felt strangely familiar to Lucas. He thought for a moment and then remembered, it was the same photo attached to Carmena’s entry in that "Twelve Beauties of the Imperial Academy" post he had looked at yesterday.

He hadn’t expected Carmena to try fooling him with a picture from the internet. Lucas was speechless.

"Good. Now, send one without clothes."

This time, five minutes passed before a reply came.

The new photo showed a naked young woman lying flat on the bed, her large breasts swaying.

Thanks to their intimate contact the previous night, Lucas could tell it was indeed Carmena’s body.

However, she had only captured everything from the neck down, no face was shown and her legs were crossed, carefully hiding her pussy.

Faced with Carmena’s painstakingly small act of resistance, Lucas suddenly felt a competitive urge.

He continuously issued clear instructions, making it impossible for Carmena to cleverly evade anymore.

She had no choice but to openly take numerous provocative photos, offering her beautiful body from top to bottom, inside and out, completely exposed for Lucas to see.

At Lucas’s request, Carmena was also forced to strike various lewd poses. Lucas, enjoying himself immensely, came up with many seductive positions for Carmena to photograph, as if he were an artist in the midst of creation.

With this perfect way to kill time, the ninety–minute class soon ended.

Lucas’s schedule for the day only had this one morning class, so he was free after it finished.

He had originally planned to return to the dormitory area to continue training Carmena, but an unexpected visitor showed up.

Sarah noticed first.

By then, the class had ended, and the bald lecturer and the other students had already left.

Sarah was packing up her backpack when she noticed a young woman wearing a white cotton dress standing at the classroom entrance, alongside a tall, handsome young man.

The young woman in the cotton dress looked gloomy, but her eyes were fixed intently on Sarah.

Soon, searching her memory, Sarah recalled that the young woman in the cotton dress was named Blanche Nord, nineteen years old, studying in the ninth grade, and the eldest daughter of the Nord family.

The tall young man was called Kai Bond, from the secondary noble family Bond, also in the ninth grade.

From Sarah’s memory, these two seemed to be friends of her brother Jameson.

Were they here specifically to comfort her? Sarah couldn’t help but wonder.

To be honest, she no longer wanted to think about anything related to Jameson, so she involuntarily furrowed her brows.

Blanche, however, acted as if she didn’t notice Sarah’s resistance and walked from the entrance to her desk.

"Hello, Sarah," Blanche said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Do you remember me?"

"I remember," Sarah replied briefly, then, as if trying to avoid the topic, introduced Blanche, Kai Bond, and Lucas to each other.

Hearing the name Blanche Nord, Lucas quickly remembered that this seemingly delicate, pitiful, and charming young woman was actually ranked sixth on the "Twelve Beauties of the Imperial Academy" list, the eldest daughter of the Nord family, one of the eight noble families.

"Sarah, can we talk alone?" Blanche pleaded in a low voice. "There’s something I want to tell you... about your brother."

Intuition set off alarm bells in Sarah’s mind. She had a premonition that she wouldn’t like what Blanche was about to say and instinctively glanced at Lucas beside her, her eyes seeking help.

Lucas didn’t know Sarah’s exact thoughts, but he could sense the worry in her eyes, so he responded with an encouraging smile.