I burst into the room and smmed the door behind me, my breath coming in ragged hitches of terror. My hands shook as I reached up to my neck, feeling the two small, stinging punctures under my fingertips.

  Hell... I really thought I was going to die back there, I thought, the image of the gcial vampiress still burned into my mind.

  I frantically began stripping off the pink maid outfit, but the gold padlocks on my three-inch heels were a brutal reminder of my status - I couldn’t take them off. I was forced to stay in the white shoes, the stockings, and the pink panties, throwing on nothing but my plush pink bathrobe. I dove onto the bed and buried myself under the duvet, desperate for even the illusion of safety.

  I y there, the pressure of the heels digging into my soles, my mind racing toward my unfinished work. If Elene finds out that instead of polishing the tex room, I let a stranger dominate and drain me, the consequences will be agonizing.

  I dug my nails into the sheets. Despite the panic, my thoughts kept circling back to what had happened in that room. Images of that icy woman, her shimmering bodysuit, and her absolute dominance hit me in waves. I felt my body turning armingly hot again, my small member straining against the pink silk.

  “Dammit... what is happening to me?!” I groaned, squeezing my legs together.

  This wasn't just stress. A full day had passed since my transformation, and the css requirement [Hunger for Closeness] was beginning to take hold with devastating intensity. My soul and body, now tuned to receive energy, were practically screaming for stimution. I remembered the massive bulge beneath her tex suit - how relentlessly it had targeted me - and a shiver made my tail tremble beneath the covers.

  I was terrified to even imagine what would happen if that woman - who seemed even more formidable than Lilith - caught me again. Yet, paradoxically, when the image of Lady Lilith entered my mind, the fire in my body grew even more powerful. I couldn’t understand why the mere thought of her sent me into such spasms of arousal. It had been the exact same way in the bath this morning...

  I couldn't... I couldn't actually be attracted to her, could I? I whispered into the pillow, shaking my head violently.

  I tried to force the thought out. This was the person who had ensved me, humiliated me, and trapped me in this small, fragile body just to sate her own anger and selfish desires. How could I feel attraction toward someone like that? I told myself feverishly that it had to be the fault of this cursed [Sex Sve] css, forcing me into a constant state of craving.

  I y there as every element of my attire became an instrument of torture. The arch of the heels, the texture of the stockings, and the tight silk of my underwear teased my new, hypersensitive skin.

  I let out a heavy sigh, a traitorous thought slipping through: I wish Mistress would just show up... I’m so turned on...

  Suddenly, a rebellious, desperate idea took root. Do I really need my Mistress for this? I can do it myself... I’ll just clean up the evidence, and no one will ever know.

  With that thought, my trembling hands slid my pink panties down just enough to expose my small manhood. Looking at its size, I sighed again - it was still so tiny I could barely consider myself a man. I touched myself tentatively and let out a soft moan as a wave of pleasure nced through my spine.

  But in a split second, Lilith’s words echoed in my head: The more orgasms you experience, the faster your body will finally turn into a woman.

  The memory killed my courage instantly. I was about to pull my hand away when the door to the room smmed open with a roar, and the duvet was brutally ripped from my legs.

  “What do you think you’re doing?!” Lilith’s voice was cold and powerful.

  I jumped, freezing in pce with my panties at my thighs and my own member in my hand. My Mistress stood beside the bed. Her face was a mask of frost, but a dark, smoldering anger burned in her golden eyes, making me feel smaller than ever. I opened my mouth to stammer out an expnation, but Lilith silenced me instantly, pressing her palm against my lips. Her touch was firm and brooked no dissent.

  “I don’t want to hear excuses from a naughty girl pying with herself,” she whispered, her voice terrifyingly quiet. “It seems I’ve been a bit too lenient with you, kitten.”

  I trembled as she kept my mouth imprisoned with one hand while the other began to gently - almost tenderly - stroke my head, brushing against my cat ears. The contrast between her calm gesture and the murderous chill in her eyes made me feel like I was standing on the edge of a precipice.

  Suddenly, her gaze shifted to my neck. I felt a chill of pure dread race down my spine. Her eyes grew even colder as she spotted the two small, red punctures left by the vampire’s fangs.

  “So, not only were you pying with yourself, but you even found another woman to py with while I was away?” she asked. Her fingers began to slowly rub the bite marks.

  She used a skill that turned the dull sting into a sudden, electric jolt of pleasure. Losing control of my own body, I groaned loudly against her palm, unable to squeeze out a single word.

  In that moment, I realized how wrong I had been. How could I have ever thought that the cold vampiress was even remotely as terrifying as my Mistress? Looking into her expressionless face, I felt like I could die of pure fright on the spot.

  Lilith slowly lowered her gaze, looking below my waist at my dispced pink panties and my trembling member. A shadow of a smile appeared on her lips - one that boded nothing but trouble.

  “I suppose I should have expected this, considering how worked up you always get during our sessions,” she mused, her eyes fshing. “But I didn't realize that after gaining your new css, you were this eager to become a girl.”

  I shook my head pathetically, a protest screaming in my mind: When did I ever say I wanted to be a girl?!

  Lilith ignored my silent plea entirely, leaning over me with a predatory glint.

  “Unfortunately for you, I want to py with your little clit a while longer,” she whispered, her warm breath ghosting over my ear. “So, before your full transformation takes pce, we’d better make sure your little cock is locked away. After all, you’ve shown through your actions that you can’t be trusted to mind your own duties.”

  With those words, Lilith sat me on her p. With movements that were almost delicate, she unfastened my pink robe, then slid off the ce bra with its little bows and my pink panties. My fwless skin, now hyper-sensitive due to the [Perfect Skin] talent, reacted with an immediate shiver to the cool air.

  She gripped my erection in one hand and began to caress my small breast with the other, her thumb circling my nipple. I hadn't expected this reaction at all. I thought she would be furious, that I would face immediate, brutal punishment - instead, she began to py with me as if nothing had happened. Under her touch and the effects of my css, my resistance began to shatter.

  “Ahh~ Mmm...” The first uncontrolled moan escaped me. Thanks to [Siren’s Voice], my voice sounded unnaturally sweet.

  Lilith brought her lips to my ear as the bell on my tail began to jingle more violently. “Do you like this, kitten?” she asked quietly.

  I nodded in a daze, unable to speak. Suddenly, her grip on my member tightened, and the pace of her hand increased sharply. Thanks to [Supreme Lubrication], her movements were perfectly fluid, aided by the frantic amount of precum my body was producing. It was driving me to the brink of insanity.

  “Mistress... Ahh! Mmm, yes... harder!” I moaned louder and louder, feeling the explosion just beneath the surface.

  Lilith paid no mind to my pleas, pumping me faster and faster. I could see her watching my face with demonic satisfaction. At the exact moment I felt the orgasm erupt - as my body began to spasm in her arms - Lilith suddenly gripped my nipple with the strength of a vise. She squeezed and brutally yanked it precisely as my essence shot onto her hand.

  “AAAAAAGGHH!”

  My scream of pain tore through the room as the pure ecstasy of the climax merged with a piercing, sharp agony. My body arched, and tears flooded my eyes instantly. I sat on her p, shaking with exhaustion, while the pain in my chest pulsed in time with my racing heart.

  I sat there, quivering and trying to catch my breath after that explosive mixture of bliss and suffering. To my surprise, I didn't pass out this time - my new Sex Sve css had pced my mental and physical endurance on a completely different level. I was fully aware of everything happening around me.

  Lilith, her hand still wet with my essence, slowly raised it and brought it directly to my face. I caught the intense scent of my own seed, and my eyes widened with terror and a hint of disgust.

  “Lick,” came the short, merciless command.

  I flinched. The thought of consuming my own semen seemed humiliating and repulsive, even in this state. I wanted to protest, but Lilith leaned in and whispered into my ear, her voice devoid of any pity:

  “If you don't start licking this in two seconds, I’ll smear this entire mess across your face. Don’t make me lose my patience, kitten.”

  I realized she wasn't joking. Trembling, I reluctantly extended my tongue and carefully touched her palm. I expected a salty, unpleasant taste, but what I felt shocked me. Thanks to the [Sweet Essence] talent, even my bodily fluids had changed their nature - it tasted incredibly sweet, almost like a thick, exotic fruit syrup. Before I knew it, I was greedily pping at her hand until not a single drop remained.

  When I finished, Lilith pulled her hand away, looking down at me with satisfaction. Suddenly, her magical ring fred with intense light, and an object materialized in her hand that made the blood drain from my face.

  It was a bright pink chastity cage, made of a shimmering material that looked like a fusion of metal and magical tex. Lilith smiled coldly, inspecting the device, before looking back at my small, trembling manhood, which had shriveled even further after the climax and the sight of the pink device.

  “Stand up and put your hands behind your head!” Lilith commanded in a voice that brooked no argument.

  My [Submissive] talent kicked in instantly. Before my mind could even form a protest, my body bolted from the bed and stood at attention, obediently intercing my fingers at the nape of my neck.

  With that same icy calm, Lilith deftly opened the pink device and locked my “little clit” away before I could even blink.

  I heard the metallic, final click.

  The cage was a bit too tight, even for my modest equipment, but fear and submission kept me from uttering a word of compint. Lilith stood up and pulled me into an embrace, crushing my small breasts against her chest. She nipped my earlobe while trailing her fingers over the cool surface of my new cage.

  “And now... what do you say to your Mistress, kitten?” she murmured.

  I felt the blood rush to my member. It tried to respond, but all it could do was strain painfully against the pink barrier. I felt frustration welling up alongside an excitement I couldn't discharge.

  I really hate this body's reactions... I thought, nearly crying from helplessness. I looked at Lilith, my eyes swimming with tears.

  “T-Thank you... Mistress,” I whispered, still stunned by the speed at which I had become a prisoner of this pink cage.

  Lilith, apparently still annoyed by my ck of loyalty, wasn't finished. She pinched my nipples painfully, making me hiss.

  “Oh? and what, specifically, is my little pet thanking me for?”

  My embarrassment reached its zenith. I felt my face burn, my penis straining even harder against the cage, seeking space that didn't exist.

  “Thank you... Mistress... for locking away my little clit,” I forced out, feeling like the most humiliated creature in the entire castle.

  Lilith released my nipples and patted my head with superiority, as if I were merely a trained pup. “No more pying with other women without my permission. Do you understand, kitten?”

  “Yes, Mistress,” I answered quietly.

  “Good girl,” she murmured, pulling my head to her breasts.

  My tail began to wag uncontrolbly, and a low, vibrating purr emerged from my throat, even though I felt nothing but burning frustration inside. Lilith smiled, feeling my penis unsuccessfully battle the cage beneath her hand.

  “I’m afraid you’ll have no pleasure tonight. This will be your punishment for your self-indulgence.”

  She pushed me lightly back toward the bed and pulled the covers over me. She kissed me on the forehead, then turned on her heel. My eyes, full of regret and longing, followed her swaying hips as she left the room, knowing full well she was doing it on purpose to tease me one st time.

  I was left alone in the darkness. I tried to sleep, but I groaned every few minutes in quiet agony, feeling my penis strain again and again against its pink prison, seeking a freedom that it had no right to taste tonight.