However,
when she saw that Lin Yuan wasn't stopping but instead gripped the steering wheel again, ready to continue driving,
her expression froze instantly.
"Y-you… you're still going on?"
Daimon Naoko's voice trembled, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Daimon Naoko was a woman with intense desires.
Her divorce from her husband was largely due to this very reason.
So, she had never imagined someone could go twice in a row.
At the same time, her mind was flooded with conflicting emotions.
On one hand, she was still reliving the intense drive,
the extreme speed leaving her almost unable to think;
on the other hand, her rationality was desperately reminding her
that this had already exceeded her limits.
Her body craved more stimulation, but her spirit was beginning to fear.
Her mind raced with countless thoughts—shame, fear, anticipation, resistance…
The tangled emotions left her almost unable to think.
Her legs weakened, her knees instinctively pressed together, trying to resist the overwhelming sensation about to strike again.
Yet, her body seemed to betray her rationality,
as the long-suppressed desire deep within her reignited.
"N-no… I can't… I'm already… almost… can't take it…"
Daimon Naoko's heart was filled with conflict.
Her rationality fought desperately, but her body involuntarily yielded to Lin Yuan's movements.
Her breathing grew more rapid, her cheeks flushed deeper, and her eyes became unfocused.
"You have no right to refuse! I'll continue if I want to!"
Lin Yuan watched Daimon Naoko's conflicted expression, the corners of his lips curling slightly, a mocking glint in his eyes.
He knew she was now completely under his control.
Her rationality was being swallowed by desire, and her body could no longer resist his manipulation.
After all, the weakness revealed by the True Eye had stated: one hour of coercion, and Daimon Naoko would fall into complete submission!
How could Lin Yuan not continue?
Moreover, this 'superhuman' physique was truly absurd.
Lin Yuan felt as if he had endless energy.
"Chairwoman, your performance just now wasn't perfect."
"Let me teach you what real sexual guidance is—after all, it's my job."
Lin Yuan's voice was low and seductive, as if leading her into deeper depths of surrender.
Daimon Naoko's body trembled violently, her heart filled with shame and unease.
She knew she had completely lost control and could only be at Lin Yuan's mercy.
"No…"
"Stop! Please!"
"I'm sorry, I'll apologize!"
She pleaded frantically,
trying to resist the overwhelming sensation about to strike again.
But Lin Yuan gave her no chance to catch her breath.
He pressed the accelerator hard once more, the engine roaring as the car trembled violently.
Daimon Naoko's body tensed instantly, like a race car about to shatter its limits, teetering on the edge of collapse.
"N-no… I really… can't take it anymore…"
Daimon Naoko's voice was barely audible,
her eyes unfocused, her expression contorting into the classic ahegao.
An hour later,
after Lin Yuan's brutal driving,
Daimon Naoko was thoroughly marked as his own.
Looking at the pool of white fluid on the ground,
Lin Yuan remarked, "As expected of anime proportions—there's really this much."
"If this were the real world, I could become a billionaire just by donating it, right?"
Lin Yuan chuckled at his own joke.
Still laughing, he glanced at the limp Daimon Naoko on the ground and roughly placed the car keys in front of her.
"Chairwoman, don't you know that after driving, you need to take care of the car properly?"
Lin Yuan's voice was low and commanding, as if ordering a tamed pet.
Daimon Naoko's body trembled slightly at his words, her eyes flickering with complex emotions.
Her heart was filled with shame and humiliation, but more than that, there was an indescribable sense of submission and dependence.
From her perspective, the 'keys' loomed like a towering peak, majestic and imposing.
She knew she could no longer live without this young man before her.
She slowly lifted her head, her gaze dazed and submissive, her voice faint yet trembling with excitement: "Y-yes… Master."
Hearing that word, Lin Yuan felt as if a switch had been flipped within him.
His body stiffened slightly,
and a surge of indescribable conquest and satisfaction welled up from deep within.
He gently lifted Daimon Naoko's chin, forcing her to meet his gaze: "Very good. It seems the Chairwoman has finally understood her place."
Daimon Naoko's cheeks flushed instantly,
her eyes filled with shame and submission,
but deep within her heart, there was an inexplicable excitement.
Her body trembled involuntarily, as if anticipating the "maintenance" to come.
Lin Yuan slowly released her chin, gently patting her cheek: "Then, let's begin."
Daimon Naoko's body stiffened slightly, but soon, she lowered her head,
placed her hands on the floor, and slowly crawled toward Lin Yuan, her hands gently resting on his thighs.
Her eyes flickered with hesitation and unease, but more than that, there was obedience toward Lin Yuan.
Her fingers lightly touched his sheath,
feeling the scorching heat,
and her body shivered.
But the intense desire deep within her left her unable to stop.