Lu Xia was jolted awake by a sharp pain in her chest. Opening her eyes, she saw a man draped in thin gauze kneeling on one knee on the bed, attempting to draw closer.
Then, a flood of unfamiliar memories that did not belong to her surged into her mind—she had transmigrated!
She had arrived in a world of Female-Supreme, Male-Inferior. The nearly half-naked man before her, clad only in gauze, was her Husband-Attendant for the night: Grace, the male offspring of the Leslie Duke’s family. Because his Gene Fusion Degree was below 30%, he couldn’t even achieve animal transformation and was regarded as a defective product, holding an extremely low status within his family.
Thus, he had been sent to her bed as a congratulatory gift for her inheritance of the dukedom.
And she had four more Husband-Attendants just like him!
All because the original owner was notoriously known in the empire as a “lecher,” yet hindered by a heart condition that rendered her impotent, she took pleasure in abuse. Tonight, in pursuit of indulgence, the original owner had recklessly taken forbidden drugs despite her health, only to die in bed before anything could begin—giving Lu Xia the chance to transmigrate!
Lu Xia refrained from commenting on the original owner’s self-destructive behavior. For now, she only wanted to solve the immediate problem before her.
“You…” Lu Xia tentatively began, but before she could find the right words, she saw the other slowly remove the gauze from his body, his voice trembling with restraint. “Please enjoy, female master.”
Lu Xia’s heart tightened. She told herself to stay calm. “Put your clothes back on. I’m not in the mood tonight.”
As soon as her words fell, she clearly noticed the man’s face pale, his thin lips pressing together. With his naturally cool and aloof appearance, this expression now carried a hint of desolation.
The man suddenly rose and knelt on the floor, the gauze pooling around him. His exposed, smooth body, illuminated by the lamplight, resembled fine mutton-fat jade—warm, delicate, and impossibly beautiful, with well-defined muscles that were full yet not exaggerated. “Please punish me, female master!”
As he spoke, the man produced a whip from somewhere and presented it with both hands.
Seeing this, Lu Xia felt her vision darken. Wonderful—the original owner was gone, but the mess she left behind remained.
Lu Xia got up and sat on the edge of the bed. “I said I’m not in the mood tonight. You may leave for now.”
The man kneeling on the floor still didn’t move, stubbornly holding up the whip as if he would remain kneeling indefinitely unless she agreed tonight.
Grabbing the whip from his hands, Lu Xia clearly felt the man’s body tense involuntarily. Yet, the next moment, she tossed the wretched thing aside. She wasn’t the original owner, a pervert who took pleasure in abuse. “What exactly do you want?”
The man prostrated himself on the floor. “I wish to receive the female master’s favor.”
Suddenly hearing the word “favor,” Lu Xia abruptly remembered what Female-Supreme, Male-Inferior meant in this era!
In this world, females held absolute dominance over males, solely because females were scarce and possessed the ability to soothe male spiritual energy and bear children. Once a male was chosen by a female, he not only had to surrender all his assets but also had to earn the female’s affection and receive her favor.
To put it crudely, so-called “favor” meant accepting the male’s physical devotion and engaging in intimate relations with him.
Moreover, after the first time, a professional male management agency would inspect the male’s body to verify whether he had been granted favor.
If it was discovered that the male remained untouched, he would face control and punishment, or even undergo certain types of “guidance” to make him more obedient and better at “serving” his female master.
Even worse, if a male unfortunately lost his virginity before finding a female master, he would be branded with the title of “promiscuous male,” ruining his reputation forever.
Lu Xia thought to herself, feudal remnants were nothing compared to this!
“If my female master dislikes me, she may punish me, but I beg for your favor, please!” As the words fell, the man crawled over on his hands and knees to pick up the whip from the ground and raised it above his head once more.
“…” Lu Xia stared at the man for a long moment, thinking of his background. He was the eldest son of a duke’s family, yet because his gene fusion rate was below 30%, he had been given to the original host by his family, completely disregarding his life or death. If she refused again, it was easy to imagine what would happen to him afterward.
This world was extremely harsh toward males, especially those with low gene fusion rates. The discrimination was evident just from the term “defective product.”
Males labeled as “defective products” had no right to choose. Before marriage, they were controlled by their mothers; after marriage, they were controlled by their female masters. Moreover, they could only exist as Husband-Attendants, no matter how exceptional they were.
As for so-called gene fusion, it was actually a pursuit of power. With the development of the times, beast-humans evolved from humans through gene fusion technology. Those with high fusion rates could freely transform between human and beast forms. To demonstrate the level of gene fusion, male beast-humans typically displayed some beast-like features on their bodies. It was said that the highest fusion rate among males in the empire so far was only 80%.
“Defective products” with low fusion rates, like Grace, only exhibited human characteristics, with no signs of animal transformation.
However, regarding this point, Lu Xia felt she could accept it.
“I heard you are now a colonel in the empire’s First Military District?”
Upon suddenly hearing these words, the man holding the whip lowered his body even further and replied respectfully, “Yes.”
“Given your circumstances, climbing to your current position must have been very difficult.”
“…If my female master dislikes it, I can give up my current job and stay at home to serve you.” Even as the man said this, Lu Xia could hear the suppressed reluctance in his tone.
But the fact was, no matter how unwilling he was, if Lu Xia truly disliked it, she could completely forbid him from working outside.
However, Lu Xia had no such preference. She had simply realized something: although she possessed the original host’s memories, she was still isolated and helpless in this world.
She truly needed someone close, obedient, controllable, and knowledgeable about this world to help her integrate better.
As someone who had experienced the apocalypse, surviving in an unfamiliar environment was the most important thing for her.
Lu Xia stood up and walked over to the man, picking up the whip from his hands and throwing it to the ground. At the same time, she said, “Look up!”
Grace stiffened, lowered his gaze slightly, and slowly raised his head.
Lu Xia reached out and pinched the man’s chin. She had to admit that Grace’s appearance perfectly matched her aesthetic—beautiful, not too much nor too little, just right. It was as if he had been crafted entirely according to her preferences. With such a cool and aloof demeanor, he must look incredibly beautiful when moved by passion.
“I can grant you my favor, but you must form a submission contract with me.”
As the name implied, a submission contract meant that from then on, he would obey only Lu Xia’s arrangements. Any resistance would result in mental punishment, or in severe cases, even mental erasure.
Upon hearing this, Grace did not look particularly surprised, and there was even a sense of sorrowful resignation in his expression, as if he had expected this all along.
He knew all too well that the female master, known as the most vicious female in the empire, would not easily let him off. Closing his eyes, he lowered his head in resignation and said, “As you command, female master!”
“Good. You may now receive your favor!”