I stood in the center of the room, wobbling on those godforsaken heels, when the doors swung open and Lilith strode in. Her gaze swept over my nearly naked body - the white stockings, the lingerie, and that vibrant pink cage shimmering between my thighs. She gave a slight nod, seemingly satisfied with the view.

  “It’s a good thing you haven't put on your maid outfit yet,” she said coolly, stepping closer. “We’re going on a little trip today.”

  I was surprised, but I immediately bit back any questions. Remembering her fury from yesterday, I decided to be as good and obedient as possible today. My [Submissive] talent whispered that any attempt at resistance would only end poorly.

  Suddenly, the ring on her finger shimmered, and two dresses materialized in her hands. Lilith held them up, appraising me critically.

  “What do you think, kitten? Which dress would you like to wear for this special occasion?” she asked, a note of anticipation in her voice.

  One was hot pink, the other pure white. Aside from the color, they were identical - adorned with frills and ce everywhere. My eyes twitched as I stared at the fabrics. Seriously? I thought, resigned. The only colors she recognizes for me are pink or white. Has she forgotten other colors even exist?

  Regardless, upon closer inspection, I felt a small wave of relief. They looked a thousand times better than my daily maid uniform. They were... almost normal. Well, except for the fact that they looked like clothes for a little girl rather than an adult. I knew I’d look ridiculous in it, but at least they covered more than the skimpy scrap of fabric I usually wore for maid duties.

  Knowing my Mistress’s tastes perfectly, I slowly reached out and pointed to the pink fabric. I noticed Lilith’s expression immediately soften.

  “Good choice, kitten,” she said, a rare, almost gentle smile blooming on her lips. “White is far too boring. Pink suits you much better and complements your lovely hair perfectly.”

  Without a hint of hesitation, she dropped the white dress to the floor, treading on it with the toe of her boot as if it had never mattered.

  Lilith approached me with the pink fabric and began to dress me in silence. I stood motionless, trying to be as compliant as possible. Her hands were cool but efficient as she slid the material over my hypersensitive skin.

  To be honest, pink wasn't my favorite color at all. If I’d had the choice, I would have preferred the white dress - it seemed slightly less loud. But I knew my Mistress absolutely adored pink, and if this small gesture could appease her even slightly, I was willing to accept it.

  I could still feel a chill radiating from her; despite yesterday’s punishment and locking me in that tight chastity cage, traces of anger still lingered in her aura. I was genuinely surprised that she still wanted to take me somewhere despite being in such a bad mood.

  Suddenly, I realized something that made my heart race.

  This was to be my first time leaving the castle since I’d nded in this pink nightmare. My tail began to wag slightly with uncontrolble joy.

  Finally, I’ll see the outside world! Even if just for a moment, I’m leaving this luxury prison. Even if this journey was meant to be another punishment, deep down, I felt a surge of excitement - curiosity about this magical world was stronger than my fear.

  When Lilith finished, she stepped back to admire her handiwork. I looked... well, the word "embarrassing" was slowly losing the battle in my mind to the word "sweet."

  “You look absolutely precious, kitten,” Lilith commented, a predatory satisfaction fshing in her golden eyes. “You’re so sweet I almost want to eat you for breakfast instead.”

  I felt my face burn with embarrassment. I still couldn't get used to being dressed like this, to this feeling of being a "thing" that just has to look pretty. Before I could say anything, a pink leather colr trimmed with ce materialized in Lilith’s hand.

  She stepped up and buckled it around my neck with a sure movement. I didn't protest; the colr had become almost a part of me by now. However, my eyes widened sharply when I saw the final piece of the outfit.

  A pink leash appeared in her hand, made of a delicate but sturdy weave. With a distinctive metallic click, Lilith snapped the carabiner to the ring on my colr, then slowly coiled the other end around her hand. She gave me a malicious wink.

  “It is your first outing, after all, kitten,” she said, her tone exaggeratedly maternal. “I have to secure you so my sweet kitty doesn't get lost or go chasing after some butterfly.”

  With those words, she patronizingly stroked my head, teasing my cat ears with her fingers.

  Sure, I totally believe you. Yeah, it’s definitely about my ‘safety’ and not about humiliating me for your sick satisfaction, I thought, blood pulsing in my temples. I knew any attempt at sarcasm would bring down her wrath, so I decided to go all in.

  I clenched my fists hidden in the folds of the pink dress and summoned my most beautiful, most innocent smile, making use of my new form's natural charm.

  “T-thank you for the leash, Mistress... I love it,” I choked out, trying to sound genuinely delighted.

  Lilith froze for a moment. Her golden eyes widened in surprise, and the hand that had been stroking my head went still. For a moment, there was a silence broken only by the thudding of my panicked heart. Suddenly, an even rger, almost joyful smile spread across her lips.

  “Truly?” she murmured, and I heard a dangerous satisfaction in her voice. “I didn't expect you to like it quite so much, kitten. If you’d told me earlier that you enjoyed leashes, we would have started using them on day one. This opens up so many new... possibilities.”

  Cold sweat trailed down my back. Dammit, I overpyed my hand.

  My attempt at being a "good sve" had just backfired spectacurly. It was a total defeat. Now, the leash would probably become a permanent fixture of my wardrobe. Still, a spark of curiosity flickered deep within. I knew nothing of this world, of what y beyond the walls. Even if the exit was this humiliating, I could learn something about the pce I was stuck in.

  Lilith wasn't finished with my "preparations." With meticulous attention to detail, she began styling my pink hair into a new, even more adorable look - tying it into cute pigtails with two white ribbons that matched the dress perfectly. When she was done, she suddenly scooped me up in her arms and hugged me with such force I nearly lost my breath.

  I was completely caught off guard by this sudden tenderness, but instead of fighting or squirming, I just surrendered to her embrace. Her scent - a mix of luxury perfume and something dark - hit my nostrils, making me feel strangely safe for a moment.

  Does she want to py now? the thought crossed my mind. She just dressed me...

  But before I could finish the thought, Lilith, still holding me firmly, headed for the door. She was carrying me out of the room like a fragile porcein doll. I looked at her, confused, blinking rapidly.

  Wait... did she forget I can walk? I thought, feeling my cat ears ftten. Being carried while dressed in this pink dress with a leash attached made me feel even smaller and more defenseless than I actually was.

  ***

  I sat on the soft, velvet bench of the carriage, propping my chin on my hands and staring at the luxurious but windowless interior. My lips were set in a clear, petunt pout, and my cat ears drooped with sincere dissatisfaction.

  Lilith, seeing my expression, leaned over me, her hand beginning to gently stroke my back, which triggered an involuntary shiver.

  “Why the long face, darling?” she asked in a sweet, care-drenched voice. “Don't you like riding in the carriage? If you prefer, we can teleport next time, but I warn you... it won't be a pleasant sensation for you.”

  I looked at her, trying to tap into the full potential of my unnaturally high Charisma. I curved my lips into a sad arc and fluttered my eyeshes, hoping the stats would do their work.

  “Maybe... could we just walk?” I asked in the sweetest voice I could muster.

  Lilith ughed softly and shook her head, entirely unmoved by my "cuteness attack." “Maybe another time, kitten. But with your Rank F, it's far too dangerous.”

  She began stroking my head with the kind of indulgence one shows a toddler who just asked to py with matches. “You know, there are very bad people in this world who could hurt a sweet little creature like you if you aren't careful.”

  I pouted even harder and looked away. Then why even take me out of the castle? I thought irritably. I was sitting in this damn windowless box, not seeing a single bit of the outside world.

  Suddenly, the carriage came to a halt with a loud neighing of horses and a violent jolt.

  I wasn't prepared. I lost my bance and tumbled forward toward the floor. But before I could suffer a humiliating fall, I felt Lilith’s strong but gentle arms.

  She caught me around the waist and set me easily on my feet as if I weighed nothing. “It seems we’ve arrived,” she announced with a glint in her eye.

  She opened the door and hopped outside with a light, agile movement. I didn't even have time to catch my breath before I felt a sharp tug at my colr. Lilith yanked the end of the pink leash, forcing me to stumble out after her on my 3-inch heels.

  I looked at the taut strap connecting my neck to her hand. Who in their right mind uses a leash to lead a cat...