"Master... how long do I have to hold this pose?"
Sasaki Nozomi was pinned to the yoga mat by Lin Ao in a terribly awkward pose.
Her supple figure now displayed an irresistible allure.
"Master, you've been pressing down on me for so long... I'm getting a little..."
Sasaki Nozomi's voice grew quieter, and the tips of her ears began to burn. This pose was just too suggestive.
Sasaki Nozomi could clearly feel Lin Ao's body heat, and her heart kept pounding.
"You've got some nerve. You said you'd trained before, but you're making all that noise over one little yoga pose."
Lin Ao rolled his eyes at Sasaki Nozomi beneath him. He was starting to wonder if she'd ever manage to get started.
"Enough. You need to get used to this pose. Stretch your muscles and tendons, then build up their flexibility. Otherwise, you'll struggle even to get started. And you expect to help your former master get revenge?"
Lin Ao continued correcting Sasaki Nozomi's posture. Another half hour passed, and she was drenched in sweat.
"All right, take a break."
Lin Ao finally released Sasaki Nozomi.
She collapsed onto the floor, drenched in sweat. She didn't care how she looked at all, and panted nonstop.
"Master... can I move on to the next stage of training now?"
Sasaki Nozomi lay on the floor and asked weakly. She had no idea what she'd been through all morning; her entire body was sore and limp.
"Not yet. Once you can hold each pose perfectly still for half an hour, then we'll begin the real training."
Lin Ao wasn't uncomfortable at all. Spending the whole day pressing down on someone soft and fragrant was actually quite pleasant.
"Ah... how many poses are there altogether?"
Sasaki Nozomi looked crestfallen, but there was