Chapter 80 | Force Fed
Chapter 80: 80 | Force Fed
One hour later.
"This... this should be enough, right?" Natasha looked at the glass jar filled to the brim with her love juices. One shake and it would overflow.
She had never come this much in her life. Her forehead was covered in sweat and her cheeks were flushed red.
’This is all to cure him.’ She told herself a lie that even she didn’t believe and let out a small laugh.
Meanwhile, Dante wiped his forehead with his hand and looked at his sheets that were covered in his cum. But his lips twitched speechlessly after seeing his cock still standing at full attention with no signs of calming down.
"I must have been really pent up." He grinned, touched the sheets, and tossed them into his inventory.
Natasha would be coming to his room soon so he had to get rid of the evidence and make sure the room didn’t smell like what it smelled like. He immediately got to work, threw on his clothes, and did everything he could to air the place out.
...
Half an hour later, there was a knock on his door.
"Come in, Master." Dante said while pretending to play a game on his PC.
Natasha walked in holding a potion bottle in her hand. She had changed into a floral maxi dress and transferred the juice from the glass jar to make it look more convincing.
"Dante, the drink is ready." She spoke with her heart beating fast. The fact that she was about to sneakily make her student drink her squirt gave her a twisted sense of excitement.
"I’ll place it here. Drink it when you’re done with the game." Seeing that he was busy gaming, she wanted to use that as an excuse to leave.
After he drank it and noticed something different about his body, she would explain it to him and say she wanted to give him a surprise.
There was no way she could control her expression while watching him drink her love juices right in front of her.
But Dante wasn’t going to let her off that easily.
"Master, wait."
Just as she placed the potion on the table and turned to leave, Dante stopped what he was doing and stood up from his chair.
’Sigh, why does he have to be so attentive?’ She sighed quietly with her back to him. She already knew she wasn’t getting out of here.
"Why is it in a potion bottle? Is it some kind of medicine?" Dante could see right through her and was laughing inside. He picked up the bottle and held it up to the light.
Hearing those words, Natasha realized her plan of quietly leaving was never going to work in the first place.
She stopped fighting it and decided to face it head on. She put on a serious expression and turned around.
"Yes. It’s medicine." She replied calmly. "It’s good for your body."
"Is that so?" Dante asked with an excited smile and popped the bottle open without waiting for another word.
Ba-thump! Ba-thump!
Natasha opened her mouth to say something but it was already too late. He had taken a sip of her love juices.
’Please don’t notice. Please don’t notice.’ She clenched her fingers nervously behind her back and closed her eyes for a second.
But the next words that came out of the mouth that just drank her squirt almost made her knees buckle.
"Hmm, this is sweet! I thought it would be bitter since it’s medicine."
Natasha nearly choked on air after seeing Dante lick the corner of his lips with his eyes shining like a kid who just discovered his favorite candy.
"Master, are you okay?" Dante looked at her with a worried face and held the bottle out to her. "If you’re feeling sick, drink some of this."
"No, no need for that." Natasha waved her hands immediately. She added with a slight blush. "I was just happy that you found it to your taste."
"Besides," She paused with a mysterious smile. "This is the cure for your condition."
"What... did you just say, Master?" Dante put on a shocked expression and asked again to make sure he heard it right. Inside, a devious grin was forming on his face.
"You heard me. Once you finish drinking it, you’ll be able to cultivate." Natasha could barely keep the proud look on her face together.
Dante looked down at the bottle with a blank expression. He seemed to be thinking about something serious before he walked up to her without a word.
’Wha-what? Did he figure it out?’ She took a step back on instinct and started panicking internally.
Dante stood in front of her and held the bottle out. Then he put on a strained smile. "Master, you need this more than me. Please drink it."
Normally, she would have been touched by those words. But right now, she was just annoyed. She only told him the truth because she wanted to stop him from trying to feed her the love juices. She didn’t expect it to backfire like this.
’Argh! Why can’t he just shut up and drink the damn thing?!’ Natasha was screaming inside but her face showed nothing. She smiled and said calmly.
"No, Dante. I fixed my condition just this morning. It’s your turn now." She lied through her teeth.
"Really? Then did you drink this too?" Dante grabbed her shoulders and asked with an eager look in his eyes.
"No." The word came out of her mouth before she could stop it. She regretted it the instant it left her lips.
"So you’re just lying to make me drink it." Dante had a disappointed look on his face for a moment before he suddenly tried to pour the bottle into her mouth.
’What the hell is he doing?!’ Natasha caught his movement and grabbed his wrists, snatching the bottle away from him.
"Master, please. You should drink it." Dante stepped back with a pleading face.
Natasha’s expression darkened. She slowly walked to his side, grabbed both of his hands with one of hers, and tilted the bottle against his lips with the other, forcing him to drink every last drop of her love juices. The tips of her ears were burning red the entire time.
Dante struggled for a moment, then quietly gave in and let her pour the whole thing down his throat.
The second the last drop went down, his eyes rolled back and he collapsed.
"DANTE!" Natasha’s face changed instantly and she rushed forward to catch him before he hit the ground.