Lily stared at the bright purple-blue System window flaring directly before her nose, her dazed mind trying to process the description of the newly purchased skill word by word.
[Skill – Overwhelming Stamina]
Effect: Intimate Stamina Alteration: The Host’s body completely ignores the concept of a 'refractory period' - upon reaching the peak, she requires not a moment’s break for recovery, remaining instantly, in a fraction of a second, ready for the next round of caresses.
No... no recovery period?! she repeated frantically in her mind, her large, bright eyes flying so wide they nearly popped out of their sockets.
An ice-cold, paralyzing shiver ran down her entire spine, and her fluffy ears went stiff with terror. She remembered yesterday evening all too vividly.
A single orgasm brought on by Vespera had knocked her unconscious for the entire night! Exhaustion and utter helplessness had flooded her so intensely that she had fallen asleep instantly, collapsing limply into the demoness’s arms.
And now... now this filthy System was shamelessly declaring that her body had lost its only natural safety valve?!
That after being driven to the peak, her body wouldn't get a single second of respite and would remain instantly ready for further stimulation?!
Slowly, swallowing hard with great difficulty, Lily lifted her gaze from the interface and looked at Vespera standing before her.
The Demon Queen was staring straight back. Across her staggeringly beautiful, predatory face rested a restrained, terrifyingly sweet smile, her carmine eyes gleaming with pure, vindictive delight.
“M-Mistress...” flustered Lily forced out in her new, sickeningly velvety voice, trembling on her ten-centimeter heels.
“Why... why did you buy me this skill specifically...?”
Vespera did not answer directly. She didn't speak a single word, alter her posture, or raise a hand. She simply widened her smile by a millimeter, narrowing her eyes with promises.
Oh no... panicked thoughts raced through the bunny girl's mind.
Oh no, no, no... She’s cooked up something absolutely monstrous again!
Yet contrary to all of Lily’s fears and terrifying imagination, the Demon Queen did not pounce on her, seize her collar, or drag her onto the bed.
She simply stood before her in a quiet, majestic posture, hands resting on her hips, observing her pet with absolute serenity.
Lily stood opposite her, shifting from foot to foot as she attempted to maintain her balance on her new high heels.
A first, long minute elapsed. Deep, suffocating silence reigned in the chambers, broken only by the girl’s rapid, flustered breathing. Lily was completely incapable of understanding what was actually happening here.
Why are we just standing here stupidly, staring at each other?!
Is she waiting for me to do something?
What the hell does she want?!
With every passing second spent standing in place, Lily’s delicate ankles began to tremble with fatigue.
The ten-centimeter, lacquered peep-toe heels exerted an unnatural pressure on her delicate toes, which protruded sweetly from the pumps.
The girl began awkwardly shuffling from foot to foot, attempting to shift her weight onto her thick, wide thighs while twisting from side to side.
“M-Mistress...” Lily sniffled, striving to infuse her squeaky voice with a touch of charming, pleading flavor.
“My feet hurt so much from these shoes... Can’t we just sit down or do something else...?”
Vespera lowered her chin, watching her torment with an expression of profound amusement.
“You’ll get perfectly used to it in time, kitten...” she replied smoothly, her tone devoid of an ounce of mercy.
Lily: “...”
Lacking any idea how to react to this latest sly remark, the girl gritted her teeth and lowered her ears.
Another minute of mindless, arduous idling ticked by. Irritation and frustration mounted within Lily with every passing second.
Cursed, capricious hag!
Keeping me on heels like some stupid display figure and gorging herself on my embarrassment!
I hate these shoes, I hate this dress, and I hate that stupid little smirk on her lips!
And in that exact fraction of a second, while rage toward Vespera boiled in her head, something strange occurred within her chest.
In Lily’s chest - which she hadn't felt at all for over ten minutes owing to the numbing compound massaged in by Cordelia - a single, quiet prickle appeared. The girl instinctively knit her brows adorably, ignoring the initial sensation as a mere tingling from the corset’s tightness.
However, a second later came a second prickle. And right after it a third, fourth, and tenth.
Within mere seconds, Lily’s eyes opened in terrifying bewilderment. The receptor-suppressing fluid had evaporated completely, and the 'rebound' effect promised by the maid struck her body with the force of a thunderbolt!
It felt as though thousands of rushing, tender needles were awakening every millimeter of her skin beneath the corset, restoring sensation with a drastic, multiplied intensity!
Vespera registered the shift in Lily’s expression immediately. Across her voluptuous face, a devilishly wicked, sly smile bloomed.
A faint, almost imperceptible draft of cool air swept through the closed chamber. Under normal conditions, Lily wouldn't have registered such a movement.
Now, however, as the chill brushed against her exposed collarbones and the sheer fabric of the Slut Lily dress, a massive, electric wave of shivers surged through her entire frame!
Goosebumps cascaded down her spine, and the delicate cold on her breasts produced a feeling so dizzyingly distinct that her head spun.
Oh shit... This isn't pain... But it’s terrifyingly, ridiculously intense! she thought in panic, turning her head abruptly toward the window, though it remained shut tight.
Seeking to maintain her balance and escape her trembling legs, Lily shifted awkwardly on her lacquered heel.
That, however, was a monumental mistake.
As her body twitched, the satin and lace of the corset bound across her breasts shifted over the leather surface by a mere millimeter.
“Aahn~!” A loud, deeply submissive, and delicious groan tore from Lily’s chest before she could even slap a hand over her mouth!
The simple, light friction of the fabric against her hypersensitive skin triggered an explosion of stimuli in her brain.
Attempting to regain stability, she twisted her pelvis the other way, but that pulled at the puffy sleeves and dress all over again!
“Haaah... nnngh~!” She drew a sharp breath through her teeth, glossy tears immediately welling in her eyes from the sheer overload of intense sensations.
Overcome with panic, Lily instinctively raised her right hand, wanting to hold her breast and stop that terrifying rubbing of fabric.
Yet the very motion of lifting her arm tightened the material of the Slut Lily dress directly across her erect, rock-hard nipples!
“AAAAAHN~!” she shrieked across the entire room, arching her back and dangling awkwardly on her heels.
Her breathing turned terrifyingly deep, ragged, and hot. Both fluffy ears perked proudly in the air, twitching wildly at every microscopic movement.
Because the heels forced constant adjustments in her posture, the corset fabric and lace continuously rubbed against her nipples, sending electric pulses straight down into her crotch.
Vespera observed the spectacle with deep, overwhelming satisfaction. Seeing the bunny girl's hand drifting dangerously toward her strained bust, however, her eyes flared with a sharp carmine gleam, and an ice-cold, commanding order left her lips:
“If you try to touch your breast with that hand... I will shove a giant carrot up your ass.”
Hearing that threat, Lily froze in a fraction of a second, petrified terror in her eyes. Her hand hovered in midair millimeters from the fabric.
“M-Mistress... h-haaah...” she forced out, holding back another high, delicious groan with a cracking voice.
“Be a good girl... and stand perfectly straight,” Vespera commanded sweetly, yet relentlessly.
Lily attempted to obey the directive. She tried to flex her muscles and stand like a statue. But the feeling of her own clothing against her chest was simply horrifying!
The rough lace, the rigid corset boning, and the pressure of the tightening fabric rubbed against her nipples with every rise of her ribs.
Down in her crotch, things became dangerously hot and wet - juices from her newly discovered, tight slit began leaking abundantly through her panties, and the small shaft beneath the cutout stood in a state of terrifyingly hard erection.
She didn't last even thirty seconds in that position.
“M-Mistress... Please... M-Mistress~!” she blurted out desperately in her sweetest, sugary tone, enduring sheer torture.
Vespera smiled radiantly, tilting her head.
“What is it, my sweet, tiny horny thing?”
“T-That fluid... T-That fluid from Cordelia started working!” Lily gasped out with tears in her eyes, trembling on her heels.
“My... my boobs burn so badly and rub against the dress! Every tiny movement of the fabric gives me... aahn~!... gives me strange shivers!”
“Oh my goodness, really?” the Demon Queen chirped with feigned concern.
“So my little maid is suffering because her sweet little boobs are too sensitive for the pretty pink dress I prepared for her? What a delicate little whore you are...”
Lily flushed a deep crimson from the humiliation, but the wave of stimuli tearing through her senses outweighed any pride.
“P-Please... M-Mistress, I beg you! Do something about it!” She sniffled, arching awkwardly.
“I can’t take another minute like this! At least let me take off this corset or... or do anything!”
“And what do I get in return if I stoop to help you, my sweet pet?” Vespera purred slyly, taking a step toward her.
“A-Anything you want! I’ll be the most submissive, sweetest, and best-behaved maid in the whole palace!” Lily pleaded frantically.
“Will you really be a good, horny little bunny and carry out every single directive from your Mistress without complaining?” the Demon Queen pressed, standing right before her face, taking in the girl's hot breath.
“Y-Yes! Yes, Mistress! Please, I swear on everything! Do it now~!” Lily wailed desperately, her knees buckling beneath the pressure of the heels and extreme arousal.