The Omnistore System



Kevin's eyes widened as he beheld Sia, his nether regions seemingly staging a mutiny against his pants. Following his request, she had donned an outfit that could only be described as a battle between daring and "whoa there." Her glistening muscles and chiseled abs triggered an alarm in his libido as she confidently marched into his store.

Shifting his gaze to her face, he spotted Sia sporting a helmet clearly meant for cycling, her trusty bike stationed just outside. Wrapped in a snug sports bra and bike shorts that could give an anaconda a run for its money, she showcased thighs that had clearly been inducted into the Muscular Hall of Fame.

"Early morning workout, huh?" Kevin quipped, striding closer.

Taking a sip from her water bottle, Sia's annoyance seeped into her response. "Training, my ass. More like my desperate attempt to escape the clutches of non-existent public transportation at this ungodly hour."

"Well, you could have just arrived a bit later. Or dare I say, did you miss me?" Kevin teased, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Sia didn't utter a word in response, her irritation simmering internally. But before she could react, Kevin's hand caressed her cheek, his lips descending upon hers.

In that moment, as their lips met, Sia recalled just how masterful Kevin was at such endeavors. 'This bastard knows exactly how to kiss a woman,' she mused inwardly, her body instinctively responding to his brief yet impactful kiss.

After a brief, saliva-induced lip embrace, they reluctantly parted, leaving Kevin gazing at Sia's slightly flushed cheeks, a smirk playing on his lips. "So, how's life been treating you during my absence? Missed my charming presence, didn't you?"

Sia's expression contorted slightly, though she managed a smile. "Yeah, you got me."

"Hehe, no need to pretend. I'm fully aware you're here just for the perks," Kevin chuckled knowingly.

Sia wasn't taken aback by his blunt observation. She knew Kevin understood that their arrangement was rooted in mutual benefits, and while he might be skilled in some departments, she was there for the transactional aspects – no strings attached.

"Ah, well, today I beckoned you forth purely for those alluring perks," Kevin declared, his fingers curling around Sia's trim yet toned waist.

"Really? Not for sex?" Sia inquired, her tone laced with a hint of surprise. 

"Hehe, well, that's to, but there's more to it," Kevin replied with a playful chuckle, effortlessly scooping her up and settling her onto a nearby bench.

With this unexpected seating arrangement in place, he carried on. "Word on the street is that you're saving some money to snag a nifty cultivation technique, is that true?"

As he spoke, her expression seemed to dim a bit, and she nodded in response.

"How about I give you one?" Kevin proposed, igniting a spark of excitement in her eyes.

"Seriously? You'd give me one?" Sia asked eagerly.

Kevin nodded, then continued, "But not the one I'm currently practicing. It's something different.  Don't worry, it not something bad, but..."

"But what?" Sia inquired as Kevin paused dramatically.

"But you have to belong to me, following every order I give. I'll also provide you resources to practice your technique, but under the condition that you follow my commands, no matter what. You can't refuse me like you did yesterday," Kevin stated, laying out his terms.

Upon hearing this, Sia fell silent. She knew he might ask for her freedom, and though she hoped otherwise, she also yearned for the power needed to seek revenge. 'Is it worth sacrificing my freedom?' she pondered.

"Hey, no worries! I won't be a tyrant or anything. You can do whatever floats your boat, except, you know, cozying up with dudes who aren't me," Kevin reassured, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Then, if I avoid being with other men, can I refuse to have sex with you?" Sia inquired.

Kevin shook his head and replied, "Nah, sorry to burst your bubble, but no can do. Remember the fine print? You're my minion now, and I'll issue the orders. And no, I won't ask you to do any kamikaze missions or other craziness like that. And just to put it out there, no jailbreak attempts either. I do have some nifty ways to keep you in check and make sure you're under my command. But don't worry, I won't pull out the big guns. So, chew on that for a bit."

The previous night, when Maria kept challenging his will to be a motherfucker or not, Kevin compelled himself to think of solutions for his cultivation problem. The notion of creating his own yin qi farm by aiding women with their cultivation, in exchange for intimate encounters to generate an infinite yin qi reserve, initially repulsed him. Yet, now that he can get a cultivation technique on the CA marketplace by selling his product, he found a way to make peace with it. He resolved not to be excessively malevolent in his actions.

Once again, Sia's mind wandered as Kevin's hands navigated her slippery waist. 'If he's handling my resources and all that stuff, I guess having a little rendezvous whenever he fancies isn't the end of the world. I've heard tales of cultivators biting the dust in their pursuit of power, so if I can snag some easily from him, why not? Plus, he's not half bad in the sack... It's a bearable arrangement. And who knows, if he gets bored, he might just leave me be. Here's hoping.'

"Alright, you've got yourself a deal. I'll toe the line, but let's keep it humane, alright?" Sia spoke with a determined expression, her seriousness contrasted by the glint of amusement in Kevin's eyes.

With a surge of excitement, Kevin pulled her closer, his voice laced with playfulness. "No worries, I won't be too... inhuman. Well, not excessively, anyway."

"What do you mean by 'not too mmmm'?" Sia attempted to question his cryptic remark, only to find her lips sealed by another of Kevin's impromptu kisses.

But just then his hands start vibrating...