"So tell me," Kyle began, going straight to the point, "Why did you take Kyle?"

"His uncle wanted him, baby," Cornelius answered with a pout, "What else could I do? The money was good."

"His uncle? Sheng Xian?"

"Of course," Cornelius replied, "The one, the only, Sheng Xian!!"

Kyle rubbed the space between his eyebrows. Who would have thought Cornelius was this stupid in bed?

[So who is this Sheng Xian?]

[He's part of the Sheng Enterprise. Brother of the current CEO. As per normal, power struggle, yadda-yadda. The same boring stuff] Kay reported.

[So is Sheng Xian winning? Who's the CEO?]

[Sheng Pihua]

[What's Kyle's connection to them?] Kyle asked.

[Unknown. There is no Kyle in their registry]

[That can't be. This guy says Sheng Xian is his uncle]

[Well, Sheng Pihua did have a son by the name of Sheng Wenyu, but he died along with his mother in a fire three years ago. Pihua was never the same after that]

[Did Sheng Wenyu have any other name?] Kyle asked on a hunch.

[No .... not officially, at least. Records don't say anything but ... wait. Hang on] Kay was saying as she was going through various reports and articles in newspapers and magazines [It says here in Dynasty magazine that he's known fondly as Kai. Something about his love for chicken.]

Kai. Kyle. Close enough?

Turning back to face Cornelius who was trying to lick him, Kyle asked, "Isn't the boy with you named Kyle? Is he really his nephew?"

"Don't know, don't care," Cornelius answered, "Some guy just came to me with a picture of Kyle when he was younger and asked me if that was Kyle. Then offered me lotsa lotsa money just to hand him over."

"And you were willing to just hand over your own stepson like that?" Kyle asked through gritted teeth.

Cornelius laughed, "Why not? It's more money than I've ever seen in a lifetime. Sure, his mother's a good fuck once in a while but she's getting old. And she was going to divorce me just because I got my kicks elsewhere? Giving me her son is the least she could do, right?"

"Not like you, baby. You're so young and fresh. Come to Papa ..."

Kyle resisted the urge to give him a good punch to the throat. He couldn't leave a mark on the guy. After asking him a few more questions, it was quite apparent that there was nothing else he could get out of him.

Once he had milked out enough from him, Kyle smiled as he thought of the best punishment for him. Breaking his dick wasn't good enough. That was too good for him.

Kyle leaned closer to Cornelius, his face so close but just barely out of reach. Cornelius stuck out his tongue, desperately trying to have a taste of those luscious lips. Kyle looked deeply into his eyes, and said a few words while his hand went down and started stroking Cornelius's manhood.

At first, Cornelius's eyes glazed over in pleasure until intense pain racked his entire body. It kept happening repeatedly. Pleasure, then pain. Pleasure, then pain. All the while, those words kept going into his mind. His mouth was open in silent screams and moans, each pain being recorded into his very being.

Ten minutes later, Kyle was done. He looked at his hand in disgust and wiped it on Cornelius's briefs. He couldn't wait to be able to do this without having to have the additional physical stimulant - or to take this long. He still didn't have the proper mind control skill and to do it entirely via hypnosis wouldn't have the desired effect.

Time to test if it worked as it should.

Cornelius had fainted, and Kyle untied him.

He then got up and went to the other side of the room. He messed up his wig a bit, pushed down the blouse to reveal more of the fake boobs and then sat down with his legs slightly open, facing Cornelius.

Then he waited.

Cornelius's eyes fluttered open, his mind in a haze. The last thing he remembered was that he was taking off his pants ... and then? He looked around and his gaze landed on the rather deliciously helpless looking girl in front of him. She was breathing heavily and looked positively scared as she stared at him. She tried to get up but fell back down, bent over and showing him her lovely ass.

Putting the pieces together, Cornelius came to the conclusion that she must have woken up and tried to escape but failed. Now, Cornelius only needed to finish the deed before she did leave. He got up eagerly, fully intending to grab her when his whole body racked with pain.

It started from the most precious part of his body and filled his entire being. He fell back down on the bed, shivering from the intense pain. His mind blanked over what had happened. What was wrong? Was that why he was knocked out just now?

Then he saw the girl come over, and since the pain was gone, he reached for her again. Immediately, the pain started and he doubled over, unable to withstand it as his mouth opened to shout. The girl put her hand over his mouth, saying, "Ssssshhh."

The pain ended.

She smiled, and then touched his dick and the pain started again. This time, it was so intense that he felt like he was dying. He looked at the girl, convinced that she had done something when her face started blurring in front of his eyes. He blinked, trying to look through the haze of pain but failed. Eventually, she faded from his sight and he fainted.

Kyle got up, straightened his clothes and hair (wig) and gave a long look in the cabin. After making sure that there was nothing in there that could tie to him, Kyle left. Closing the door, he felt quite satisfied.

From now on, each time Cornelius wanted to touch a girl sexually, he'd be assaulted with pain. If a girl tried to touch him as well, then the pain would double. Heck, even if he got morning wood, he'll be in pain.

Kyle smiled.

Satisfying indeed. Touching him had been worth it.