Taming SSR And UR RANK Superwomen-Chapter 21 — Turning Point: The Pleasure of the Forbidden

Chapter 21: Chapter 21 — Turning Point: The Pleasure of the Forbidden

After deciding to tame Elvira, Thomas waited until night fell. When the streets finally went silent, he checked the time on his phone.

1:47 a.m.

Despite how late it was, the adrenaline kept him from feeling even a trace of exhaustion. He waited in the alley beside the building, hidden in the shadows, sitting on the closed lid of a dumpster.

’It’s time. I’ll deal with thoughts about the niece’s gift later. A gift capable of concealing any search attempt definitely sounds extremely valuable. I need to see it for myself... but first things first.’

He slipped his phone into his pocket and started walking, glancing both ways down the street as he adjusted his coat. He looked up at Elvira’s apartment window to make sure the lights were off.

’Good... I only get one shot. I have to be careful.’

He entered the old building and climbed to the fourth floor. He stopped in front of Elvira’s door and scanned the silent hallway, lit by a single white bulb surrounded by tiny insects.

He took a deep breath to steady his pulse and pulled out a lockpick. Crouching down, he began working the lock.

’I’m grateful I learned how to do this all those times my backpack got stolen along with my apartment keys. Ever since then, I’ve kept a spare hidden near the building. You never know.’

The faint metallic scraping barely whispered in the stillness of the night, producing a soft, almost soothing sound.

’This is the third time I’ve used it to open a lock that isn’t mine. Once was to help my cousin; another time... well, I’m not proud of it. I decided that life wasn’t for me. I’d rather work than risk ending up in prison.’

Sweat began sliding down his forehead. Every so often, he wiped it away with his forearm.

The minutes passed, and little by little, the lock gave way. Twenty minutes after he started, the mechanism turned, and the door opened slowly.

Thomas smiled as heat spread through his body... until the chain latch stopped him.

"Ah, fuck."

He exhaled slowly, forcing himself to calm down. He went up to the fifth floor and searched through his belongings until he found a pair of pliers—basic tools, but useful.

With them in hand, he returned to the fourth floor and worked at the chain. He could barely keep the pressure steady for fifteen seconds before it finally snapped.

The door opened completely.

The dark interior of the apartment greeted him like an open mouth. Thomas stepped inside slowly, trying to steady the frantic pounding of his heart. Committing something this illegal filled him with nerves... and a dangerous thrill.

He closed the door behind him and locked it. Now he was inside. He pulled the sedative from his inventory and walked toward Elvira’s bedroom.

With extreme caution, he opened the door as quietly as possible, though he couldn’t prevent the faint creak of the hinges. He grimaced as he pushed it fully open.

Elvira lay before him—a woman in her early thirties—uncovered because of the building’s heat, sleeping peacefully.

She was single, with no one else in the apartment; that was why Thomas had entered without worrying about anyone else.

He hated her. And yet, that sight shook his resolve for a moment. Seeing her in bed, her legs exposed and her linen nightgown hiked up to her waist, without underwear, exposing her vagina, slightly changed the way he looked at her.

Her body, displayed without shame, shattered the rigid image he had of her.

’You’re a disgusting human being, but your body is incredible. You almost make me feel a little guilty about what I’m about to do.’

Thomas brought the glass sphere to Elvira’s nose and crushed it, releasing the red mist she inhaled without realizing it.

Then he opened his System, entered the Bonds section, and waited a few seconds until a message appeared:

[Compatible Entity Detected]

[Convergence Possible]

[Warning: This decision cannot be reversed without loss]

• Physically touch the heroine you wish to tame.

"Physically touch her?" he muttered, confident she was still unconscious. "Like this, bitch?"

He slid his hands beneath the linen nightgown and grabbed her breasts firmly, establishing the contact required by the system.

"Pretty big tits. Not bad for a filthy witch who’s been making my life hell for a year."

He touched her with a mixture of rage and desire, as if both emotions were fighting for dominance.

His hands moved over her chest in slow circles, then up and down. The system message still hovered in front of him, but he ignored it.

He climbed onto the bed and straddled her hips, maintaining contact.

[Tame Heroine]

Even then, he hadn’t pressed confirm. He ignored the notification and kept touching her, aware that the sedative would only last a few minutes.

He pushed the nightgown higher, fully exposing her breasts. They were large and firm, with nearly perfect nipples.

Thomas’s breathing turned uneven. A nervous laugh slipped from his lips before he forced himself to steady it.

"Damn... this is satisfying. But if I don’t control myself, I’ll turn into something much worse. I can’t stop thinking about it—this system... this power is terrifying."

Without moving from where he straddled her, he confirmed the taming with his index finger. The System updated again.

[SYMBIOTIC ANCHOR: COMPLETED]

Entity: Elvira Salazar

Class: INFLUENCER

Gift: Dominant Manipulation

• Causes people to obey her commands as long as her words successfully impact their emotional state.

Rarity: SR

Rank: F

Status: UNSTABLE

[ACTIVE BUFFS:]

Dominance +1

Reputation +1

→ Dominant Manipulation effect toward the Bearer: ACTIVE

[Stabilization Missions: AVAILABLE]

"So that’s why you have such a sharp tongue. You use your gift like this. Damn bitch... how many times did you use it on me?"

Rage flared in his chest and, without thinking, he slapped her across the face. Though her cheek turned bright red, she didn’t wake up. The sleep effect was still active.

Thomas climbed off her, pulled the nightgown back down over her body—since he planned to use her in a few moments—and waited the full three minutes.

When the item’s effect wore off, Thomas woke her by dumping a bucket of ice-cold water over her. She jolted upright in bed, gasping sharply.

"What the hell is going on?!" Elvira shouted, disoriented.

Thomas calmly took a seat in the wooden chair by the bedroom door. He crossed his legs, rested his elbow on the backrest, and lifted his chin with a cold smile.

"Hello, bitch. Sleep well?"

"Thomas?!"

"Yeah... make yourself comfortable. You and I are going to have a long talk."

A slow, satisfied smile spread across his face.