In the dark night sky, a full moon hung high in the air, casting its bright and pure light onto the earth, adding a touch of sereneness to the nighttime palace.
After a day of tailoring, Yar created a set of cat girl costume. She looked at herself in the mirror, holding the cat girl outfit, and couldn't help but reveal a silly smile. Her drool almost flowed out, clearly her mind was filled with images of intimacy with the Demon Emperor.
"Hehe, Demon Emperor, my Demon Emperor!" Yar murmured to herself, a blissful flush appearing on her face.
Yar packed the cat girl costume, cat ears, and tail into a delicate wooden box, then secretly sneaked into the Demon Emperor's sleeping chamber, carrying the box.
She tiptoed and quietly opened the door, then quickly slipped into the room, placing the wooden box on the cabinet beside the bed.
Yar checked the clock, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, still two hours away from the Demon Emperor's return. Yar's heart pounded, feeling extremely nervous.
Taking a few deep breaths, Yar walked towards the bathroom, wanting to present her best self to the Demon Emperor.
The bathroom was filled with mist, creating a hazy feeling. Yar undressed and immersed herself in the water, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. Instantly, she felt her pores relax, feeling extremely comfortable all over.
She reached out her finger, scooped up a handful of water and splashed it onto her skin, the water droplets sliding down her skin, quickly turning into milky white droplets. Her skin was fair and delicate, flawless just like a freshly peeled egg.
Under the steam of the hot water, Yar's body became even more tender and fragrant, emitting an alluring scent.
How would the Demon Emperor treat Yar? Whips? Candles? Licking the Demon Emperor's tender and delicate feet? Or perhaps the Demon Emperor's most sensitive spot?
All sorts of fantasies flashed through Yar's mind, her face turning rosy, like someone drunk, filled with anticipation in her eyes.
"Drip." A drop of blood flowed down from Yar's nose, dripping into the water.
"Oh dear, a nosebleed." Yar immediately used a healing spell, instantly stopping the bleeding.
No, she couldn't let her mind wander anymore.
Yar dried her hair and body, wrapped herself in a clean towel, and walked out of the bathroom.
Exiting the bathroom, Yar opened the wooden box and took out the cat girl outfit to change into it.
The cat girl outfit was a fluffy, white silk dress, sleeveless, with ribbons fastened around the arms, and a pink bow in the middle. The neck area was covered with translucent silk, and a pink ribbon wrapped around the back of the neck, tying into a bow.
Yar designed the cat girl outfit with a chest protection design, eliminating the need for wearing underwear, making it more convenient for the Demon Emperor's caresses and demands.
The waist was designed to perfectly accentuate her curves, hugging her body tightly, highlighting the fullness and perkiness of her chest.
Yar took out a pair of white cat claw stockings from the wooden box, putting them on her slim and fair legs. She then put on silk gloves with pink paw pads on the stockings and the palms.
Yar was a perfectionist, never letting go of any excellent designs, perhaps one of them would touch the Demon Emperor.
She then tied the white cat tail on both sides of her slim waist. Yar had modified the cat tail, she could control the waving amplitude of the tail through her sequence power.
Yar put on the white cat ear headpiece, letting her black hair cascade over her shoulders.
She sat on the bed of the Demon Lord, looking at herself in the floor-length mirror and feeling that something was missing.
"Hmm...something seems to be lacking," Yar furrowed her brow and pondered. Suddenly, she had a brilliant idea and muttered to herself, "I am a cat girl, the pet of the Demon Lord. Pets should wear collars!"
With that thought in mind, Yar searched the wooden box and found a red leather collar, which she put around her neck.
The collar had a front buckle that connected to a golden circular plate engraved with Yar's name.
She stepped off the bed and knelt in front of the mirror, gazing at her reflection with a satisfied look and a sweet smile on her lips.
At this moment, Yar resembled an elegant and seductive cat, exuding a charming and bewitching aura.
"The Demon Lord will surely like Yar in this way!" Yar thought to herself. "Now that Yar is the Demon Lord's pet, she should address the Demon Lord as the Master and add a 'meow' at the end to fit the identity of a pet."
Then, she meticulously placed props such as a whip and candles on the bedside table.
Next, she took a ball of stockings and stuffed it into her mouth, and then she put on a pink ball gag. After all, this was how the Master treated Leng, and the Master must have had a deeper meaning behind it.
Yar looked at everything she had arranged with satisfaction. Her fingers glided gently through the air, conjuring a magic circle, from which a pink cotton rope emerged and instantly wrapped around Yar's body.
Her arms were bound behind her back, and the pink cotton rope spiraled from her elbows, gradually tightening until there were no gaps.
Two ropes were horizontally bound, passing through her chest in an overlapping manner, creating a circular structure that perfectly outlined her curvaceous and beautiful figure.
Two ropes were vertically bound, wrapping around her neck and passing through the chest's circular structure, perfectly separating and accentuating her bosom.
The ropes bypassed Yar's buttocks, tightly connecting her crotch and the body with bound arms behind her back.
Whenever Yar moved even slightly, the ropes would stimulate her sensitive areas, giving her a tingling sensation.
Yar struggled to cover herself with the blanket and waited quietly for the arrival of the Demon Lord, or rather, the Master.
Time passed slowly...
"Creak..." The door opened, and Iris walked into the bedroom holding an unfinished file. She casually placed the file on the bedside table without noticing the strange items that were added there.
Iris removed her clothes and habitually tossed them on the bed, then put on her lingerie and headed towards the bathroom.
At this moment, Yar deeply regretted having bound herself. If she hadn't, she might have been able to see the Master wearing only lingerie.
On second thought, there was nothing to regret. When the Master lifted the blanket and saw herself, she would be amazed! She would eagerly want to be entwined with her.
The sound of running water filled the room as Iris stood under the shower, allowing the water to cascade down her body, washing away the fatigue of the day.
Her wet hair clung to her, and the water trickled down her scalp, flowing into her collarbone, chest, and abdomen, meandering downward.
After bathing, Iris felt as if all the fatigue had disappeared. She changed into a nightgown, walked out of the bathroom, and wiped her damp hair while approaching the bedside table. She placed the file on the desk and sat on the chair, flipping through the documents.
After fifteen minutes, Yar felt a bit frustrated. Why hasn't the person gone to bed after taking a shower? Could it be that the master has already discovered her? Is this now the time for some teasing and playing? The more Yar thought about it, the more she felt it was possible, because the master had done similar things to Leng before. What would come next? Candles or whips? Or perhaps a reward where Yar would have to lick the master's feet like a pet? Just the thought of it made her excited.
"Master, please come quickly~ I'm all ready! I can't wait any longer~ Master." Yar shouted in her mind, her gaze becoming fiery.
An hour later...
Why hasn't the master gone to bed and rested? This teasing had been going on for an hour, but the master hadn't made any moves. Yar could only hear the sound of pages flipping in the bed, buried under the covers. Maybe the master is testing her self-control. If she can't resist, the master definitely won't reward her. On the other hand, if she succeeds in controlling herself, the master will surely reward her.
Truly, the master's tactics of toying with her are so clever. But Yar has seen through it all. She is determined to get the master's reward.
