Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

'I knew it. What she's about to give me must be really important,' he thought to himself, feeling pleased for going along with her nonsense.

Emy took a deep breath and slowly removed her jacket, her movements hesitant. She glanced around nervously, unsure if what she was doing was the right moved.

Her face turned red with embarrassment, and she wiped a tear from her eye before finally letting the jacket slip to the floor.

'She is too emotional,' he sighed, thinking she was making things more complicated than they needed to be. 'Just give it to me so we can get this over with.'

Emy, on the other hand, felt more and more self-conscious.

She felt disgusted just imagining what would happen next. The evil man before her would ravage her, and she could do nothing .

'Am I really going to be used by the same person who killed Alfonso?' Her heart ached at the thought of her own fate.

Reign stayed still, keeping his grin in place to hide his confusion.

'Why did she even take off her jacket?' he wondered, but decided to keep quiet and see what would happen next.

Emy darted her eyes around as she slowly unbuttoned her top, unable to bear looking at his creepy smile.

'Oh, she's undressing? ' Reign was puzzled but quickly reached a conclusion with his sharp mind. 'I see, she must have hidden something inside her clothing, maybe a secret drug to boost strength?. '

He watched with no perverted thoughts, simply curious about what she was going to give him.

Her fingers trembled as she slipped out of her dress, and drop it to the floor , to reveal her black laced bra with flower pattern on it.

Reign assumed she would pull something out of her cleavage, but her next move was unexpected.

She focused on her pants, her fingers shaking slightly as she undid the button. As she slid her pants down, her black panty was revealed with a subtle touch of sexiness .

'Did she put it there? Not bad. I think that's a good hiding place '

Now, she was left in just her underwear, her bare skin exposed for Reign to scrutinized and enjoy.

Emy's face turned bright red from a mix of embarrassment and anger. She felt like crying but tried hard to hold back the tears.

The strong feeling of humiliation made her feel exposed and very uncomfortable, making it difficult for her to stay calm.

They both watched each other closely. Emy waited, expecting him to make a move, but he remained still.

She couldn't read his thoughts because of his blindfold, but she knew he could clearly see her exposed body.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and get it over with," he spat out.

Emy let out a deep sigh, her heart pounding with anxiety. She felt a heavy knot of fear in her chest as she thought, 'He's so intense. What's going to happen to me?'

His demeanor gave her the impression that he was very rough in bed, someone who took pleasure in inflicting pain and had a sadistic streak.

She wasn't entirely mistaken, but she was imagining a different kind of sadism than what Reign followed. His version of it was purely about pain, with no hint of pleasure involved.

"You're wasting so much of my time," he grumbled.

Her heart sank as she reluctantly slid her underwear down, her body fully exposed to Reign's gaze.

She moved slowly, each motion filled with disgust.

Once she had removed the last piece of clothing, she instinctively tried to cover herself with her hands, but her embarrassment was too much control.

Her cheeks flushed with heat as she shifted, trying to shield her hairy private areas.

Reign observed her with a mix of detachment and curiosity. He could see the discomfort and shame in her expression, but he remained focused on something else.

"Where is it? Is it inside that hole?" he asked aloud.

'T— That hole?' Emy nearly lost her composure when she heard him refer to her most private part as "that hole."

'So he wants to roleplay?' Emy thought with a heavy sigh. 'I'll play along for now, but I'll make sure to get my revenge later.' She made a silent vow to herself.

"Yes, it's inside," she admitted, her voice trembling as her eyes quickly darted away .

'I knew it! So she hid it inside all along. Not gonna lie, that's a pretty smart move,' he mused inwardly, nodding in satisfaction.

"Go on, get it " he ordered.

'He wants me to touch myself first?'

That was how she understood his statement.

Hesitantly, she began to touch her slit, feeling awkward with each movement. But, at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a strange thrill from being so exposed.

Her cheeks burned with a blend of embarrassment and excitement as she grew more comfortable with the sensation.

The gentle strokes of her own thin fingers grew more vigorous and she discovered the rhythm that felt just right. Her breathing grew heavier, and she could feel her chest rising and falling with each touch.

Her body was responding in ways she had never imagined. The tension grew, squirming up like a spring inside her belly.

She closed her eyes and focused on the pleasure that was building. The sounds of her own moans filled the quiet room, echoing off the walls and bouncing back to her ears.

"Can you tell me what you're doing?" Reign asked, clearly confused by what was happening.

He noticed an unusual smell coming from her slit, but as a man-eating monster, such smells didn't bother him.

'He wants me to talk while touching myself?' she thought.

Misunderstanding his question, she began to speak, "I— I…. making myself... wet so it will be easier later," her words blending with her moans.

"I see," he nodded, thinking she was talking about the item she planned to give him. "It must be big," he added.

'Big? Is he referring to his? ' she thought, glancing towards Reign's pants. She couldn't see any trace of it, so she assumed he must be wearing something to hide the bulged.

"Yes, it's pretty big," she replied with a rugged breath, playing along with the roleplay.

"That's insane. Can it even fit in that hole?" he asked again.

'Is he asking if I've had experience with something extra large? 'she thought. 'That should be obvious,' she added, recalling her past experiences with her previous BBC partner who was brutally killed by none other than Reign.

"I can take it... I'm used to it" she answered, her strokes growing faster. The conversation seemed to heighten her excitement, making her moans louder.

The sound of her slit was a soft, rhythmic slapping mixed with a wet, squelching noise.

Each stroke created a gentle, sticky sound as her fingers glided over her private parts. The echoes of her pleasure filled the room, blending with the sounds of her breathing and moans.

"It's coming!" she exclaimed, feeling herself getting closer.

"It's coming?" Reign asked, his gaze fixed on her slurping wet slit, expecting to see a valuable object came out.