New Life : A Second Chance

Chapter 303 - Getting Intel

Kyle swayed a bit more for extra effect, noting how excited Cornelius looked as he came closer. Kyle inwardly scoffed but had to keep up the pretense.

He had, of course, noticed when Cornelius had slipped in that powdery form into his drink. He just pretended not to have seen it. From one sip, he detected that it was a harmless sleeping pill so he was assured.

Kyle noted its slight taste and after sifting through his memory banks, noted that it was of the more milder dosage. Actually, even if it was of a higher dosage, it would have been fine. Kyle's body had been building up a tolerance for all sorts of drugs and poisons* since he was 6 years old - all under the careful guidance of Master Shifu, of course.

So this stupid sleeping pill would have no effect on him whatsoever.

Just as Kyle slumped over, seemingly asleep, he felt arms catching him. He did not resist as he felt himself being carried and leaving the dining carriage.

Cornelius was happy.

He caught the bird. Though she was much heavier than he anticipated, and not as soft as he imagined, the ample bosom and round ass were more than enough. He had taken the opportunity to feel her behind, squeezing those round cheeks in satisfaction. He wanted to do the same to the breasts as well, but he had to maintain a more 'caring' attitude to the public.

Once he reaches the cabin, though, it would be another matter altogether.

? Cabin ?

Cornelius lay the girl down on the bed in eager anticipation and quickly started to take off his pants. Initially, getting this sleeping cabin had felt too extravagant but now, he was so glad that he did. As he bent down to push the pants off his legs, he suddenly felt something hit him at the back of his neck and the last thought he had was ... who?

When he awoke, he found himself lying down on the bed. He cursed. This was the second time he had been knocked unconscious. Who was it?

To his anger, he found out that he had been stripped and was only in his briefs. His legs were tied with his pants and his hands were tied above his head with the sleeves of his shirt. He looked about, to see the lovely face of the girl he had captured, looking at him seriously.

He smiled.

"My, I didn't think you're into this," Cornelius said, "But come on, let me be the one who ties you up."

The girl pursed his lips and slowly shook her head.

"I like being the one in control," she said softly, leaning in closer.

Cornelius thought the girl was really naive. Sure, he was tired up but what was to stop him from just getting up and grabbing her? It's not like he was tied to the bed.

He waited until she was almost touching him when he reacted.

Or, at least, he tried to.

His arms wouldn't move. His legs wouldn't move. It wasn't due to his limbs being tied, but he literally couldn't move a muscle. Other than his head. Panic filled him. What was wrong with him?

"What did you do to me?" he shouted at her, convinced that she had done something. Even though it sounded ridiculous.

Kyle smiled at that, enjoying the panic that was in his face.

He wanted nothing better to do than break the guy's dick like he did with Jason, but he had other things to get from this one. This guy had sleeping pills, for fuck sake. It was unlikely that Kyle was the first victim and he shuddered to think that Little Kyle could have been one.

From what he had seen, Little Kyle did not show the signs of having been sexually abused. He was not withdrawn or aggressive and did not shy away from Kyle's touch. Also, he had no problems in changing in front of them, indicating that he was not ashamed of his body or that he had something to hide.

Although he wasn't fazed by the PDAs Kyle and Xing Han had been displaying, Kyle could tell it was because he knew they were faking it. Little Kyle did not talk about sexual matters or shown that he had truly understood what Kyle had been pretending to touch in the first 'act'.

Since Cornelius was most likely a rapist, yet had left Little Kyle alone could either mean Cornelius is a homophobic or Little Kyle had greater value elsewhere. So, he had to find out just what sort of value it was and who this Sheng Xian was.

For that, Kyle had to clamp down on his desire to make this person suffer physically that he couldn't talk. That would have to wait. For now, he would need the Kato Art. Luckily, he had just been practicing before the trip so he was more confident of what he could do, and what he should not do.

Kyle didn't say a thing to Cornelius, who was now glaring at him. Putting his hand on Cornelius's neck, he started pressing a few points on it and along his shoulder. This was slightly delicate work, but he couldn't have Cornelius shouting and having people come in to check. So he pressed those points to make him relax then started the hypnosis.

"There, there," Kyle said softly, his voice carrying the certain nuances needed to enter the subconscious, "Calm down and talk softly. Tell me everything I need to know."

Cornelius, upon hearing that, was slowly swayed and fell into the magic of the voice. He could hear what the girl was saying and his common sense was telling him 'NO' but his mouth wasn't obeying.

"Of course, darling. Anything for you," he breathed out, smiling stupidly while looking at Kyle with eyes full of lust.

Kyle groaned.

This method would get the person compliant, but it also meant their behaviour would reflect the condition as to why they would do so. Obviously, Cornelius was the type that would reveal secrets to his lover. Just those words and the look in his eyes made the hairs on Kyle's arm rise up.

At this moment, Kyle made a mental note to always bring his truth serum around.