Bovina leaned her hip against the edge of the desk, the bells at her breasts letting out a soft metallic chime as she began to unravel the mystery of the castle's only man.

  “Erhad... he is something of a mentor to Lady Lilith,” she began calmly, her cow tail zily sweeping the air. “He has lived for over five hundred years. He remembers the era of the previous Demon Kings - times that the rest of us can only read about in dusty chronicles.”

  Neko nearly fell out of his chair, his cat ears shooting up in absolute shock.

  “Five hundred years?!” he blurted out, his eyes turning as wide as saucers. “How is it possible for anyone to live that long?”

  Bovina nodded with a patronizing smile, noting his disbelief.

  “You have to understand, sweetie, that once you reach a certain Rank, your life force receives a massive boost as well. If you take proper care of your health and don't carry hidden magical injuries, you can live for hundreds, even thousands of years. Strength isn't just about muscle; it’s about the durability of your very existence. Erhad is the sage of our realm and the guardian of the Grand Library, where css scrolls of unimaginable value are kept.”

  The teacher smiled proudly, adjusting the leather colr around her neck.

  “It was he who helped Lady Lilith take her first steps on the path of a Demon King. He shaped her long before she became the power we know today.”

  Neko couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. He remembered Lilith’s crushing aura, her absolute dominance, and the power that made the entire world seem to tremble in her presence. If she was that strong, just how powerful must her mentor be?

  “He must be... unimaginably strong,” Neko murmured under his breath, a shiver running down his back that caused the small bell on his tail to chime softly.

  “You have no idea,” Bovina replied, her eyes fshing mysteriously. “Rumors say that one of the Demon Kings of the previous generation fell by his hand.”

  Neko opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Defeating a Demon King was something that, in his mind, bordered on divinity. Bovina, however, only shrugged, causing her gargantuan breasts to bounce again in a way he couldn't tear his eyes away from.

  “I don't know if it’s truth or merely legend. I once dared to ask Lady Lilith about it, but she only smiled in that enigmatic way of hers and gave me no answer. She left it to the realm of specution.”

  The woman straightened up and returned to the main thread of their conversation, gncing at Neko, who looked exceptionally defenseless in his erotic schoolgirl outfit.

  “Returning to your question about men, though... outside of Erhad, we do have a few other ‘men’ in our ranks,” she said, pcing a heavy emphasis on the word. “But they are... specific.”

  Neko frowned, his cat ears twitching uneasily.

  “Specific?” he repeated, uncertainty coloring his voice. “What does that mean? What’s wrong with them?”

  Bovina smiled, the bells at her ample breasts giving a cheerful metallic ring as she adjusted her leather colr.

  “You see, sweetie, when men do appear in our castle, they are chosen with extreme care. They must look as feminine as possible, and their manhood... well, it stays permanently locked in cages. They have no right to an orgasm without the express permission of someone of at least my rank. No one below a Great Matron can grant them such a ‘privilege.’”

  Neko felt an icy shiver race down his spine, his cat ears pinning ft against his pink hair. Realizing that with his new Epic Sex Sve css and talents that amplified every sensation, such a restriction would be the worst possible torture - perhaps even worse than a meeting with the Hounds of Desire

  “But...” Neko swallowed hard, feeling the tight colr of his student uniform chafe him. “Can't they just... handle it themselves? I mean...”

  He didn't want to admit it openly, but he still remembered his night with Lilith. Even though his "little friend" had been tightly immobilized in the pink cage, he had still reached a maddening climax when the Queen took him brutally from behind.

  Bovina shook her head, her cow tail shing sharply. She pointed a finger toward Neko’s crotch, where the metal mechanism rested beneath his pink ce lingerie.

  “Our cages are imbued with special magical enchantments that make reaching the peak impossible. Naturally, they can still feel the mounting pleasure, pain, or lust, but the magical barrier won't let them ‘break through’ to the other side. They exist in a state of eternal suspension until someone of a higher rank removes the block.”

  Neko lowered his gaze to his hands, a mounting terror taking hold.

  “Why... why are they treated like that?” he asked softly, the small bell on his tail chiming piteously.

  Bovina shrugged, triggering a violent bounce of her bust.

  “Personally, male orgasms don't bother me, and most of the Great Matrons feel simirly,” she admitted carelessly. “It’s just that our Mistress, Lilith, finds it incredibly arousing when effeminate boys have to whimper and act like dogs just to gain permission for one single orgasm a year. To her, it’s pure entertainment.”

  Neko didn't know how to respond. On one hand, it sounded inhuman, but on the other - after what he had experienced - he knew it was perfectly in character for Lilith. She fed on their desperation and submission.

  “There are only a few dozen of them in the entire castle,” Bovina added, returning to adjusting the globe on the desk. “They constitute such a small minority that most girls in the castle don't even think about them, let alone care about changing the rules.”

  Neko froze. “A few dozen”? In his eyes, that sounded like a mere handful of people compared to the vastness of this pce.

  “A few dozen?” Neko repeated, narrowing his eyes. “If you speak of them as a mere handful... then how many people actually live in this castle?”

  Bovina knit her brows and remained silent for a moment, as if trying to calcute the masses of subjects she had never personally seen. The bell on her colr chimed softly as she finally exhaled and looked at Neko.

  “I can't give you an exact number, sweetie, because I don't know it myself,” she admitted, her cow tail zily flicking behind her. “But within the castle itself, there should be at least several thousand girls. However, if you count all those who have duties in other territories, we are talking about hundreds of thousands.”

  Neko almost fell off his chair, his cat ears shooting up. The jingle of the bell on his tail was sudden and shrill.

  “That many?!” he cried out, feeling his tight schoolgirl shirt strain dangerously against his chest.

  Bovina nodded with a patronizing smile, adjusting the bells at her breasts.

  “We are, after all, under the patronage of one of the Demon Kings, and there are only a few of them on the entire continent. We are a major force in this world, Neko. Having a protector as powerful as Lady Lilith attracts swarms of those seeking strength and sanctuary.”

  Neko went still, realizing for the first time the true scale of Lilith’s power. This wasn't just a castle full of perverted demons - it was the heart of a gargantuan empire.

  Bovina approached one of the magical maps on the wall and pointed to the vast regions surrounding the castle.

  “Our management policy is mostly a policy of freedom,” she expined. “We don't impose rigid frameworks on how the cities function. Each of the Elite Maids independently manages her assigned territory. They only need to adhere to the Castle's main policy and regurly pay taxes. Everything else - from administrative details to the daily lives of the inhabitants - remains at their own discretion.”

  Neko nodded, trying to process it all. “So the Elite Maids are essentially the rulers of cities?”

  “Exactly,” Bovina confirmed. “Sometimes even Senior Maids can manage smaller centers, provided they demonstrate the proper education and aptitude. Of course, not all of us dream of being a governor. Some find other occupations, while others simply prefer to remain here, in the immediate vicinity of our Mistress.”

  It’s incredible... despite everyone here being perverted and drenched in lust to the bone, what Bovina is describing sounds remarkably professional, Neko thought, feeling a growing respect for the structure Lilith had built.

  The castle wasn't just a chaotic den of debauchery; it was a precision-oiled machine where everyone - from the lowest maid to the Great Matron - had their pce and task.

  Bovina was just drawing breath to finish her thought on the nuances of castle authority: “There are cases where even a regur maid manages a city, but only when...”

  Suddenly, her right earring began to pulse with a soft blue light.

  Bovina frowned and, with a quick motion, traced a small, shimmering sigil in the air before her ear. She listened in silence for a moment before muttering with clear irritation:

  “Fine, fine... Do you really have no one else to handle this? Ugh...”

  She paused, her eyes suddenly widening as she heard the rest of the instructions.

  “That... yes, I understand. I'll be there shortly to settle the problem.”

  She let out a heavy sigh, deactivating the magical connection, and looked at Neko with a hint of regret.

  “I have to leave quickly to take care of a small issue,” she said, touching her earring again. “Hi, Elene. Are you busy? Listen, could you come for Neko a bit earlier? I have to end the lesson sooner than expected today. I just got word that there’s a problem with one of the Regeneration Chambers.”

  She nodded, listening to the reply from the other side.

  “Right, normally that’s Vina’s job, but she’s on a three-day leave and I’m covering her duties. Thanks, Elene, I'll be waiting in the hall.”

  Bovina walked over to Neko and began to affectionately scratch his head and between his cat ears. Neko felt his body react once more to the touch, the bell on his tail chiming softly in time with his trembling.

  “I'm sorry, sweetie, but we have to wrap up early today,” she murmured, her gargantuan breasts swaying close to his face. “That’s the third case in two days... thank goodness Vina returns tomorrow.”

  Suddenly, her ring shimmered, and two sheets of paper materialized in the air before Neko. The first was a list of strange, swirling characters - the alphabet of the demonic tongue. The second was simply tables and numbers, meant to teach the basics of mathematics.

  “If you have free time today, work on these at home,” she instructed, pointing to the sheets. “Try to understand the logic behind it, and I'll expin everything properly tomorrow.”

  Bovina waved a hand at him and headed for the exit, but she stopped just before the threshold and looked at him very seriously.

  “Wait here, Elene will pick you up in about three to five minutes.”

  Neko, sitting in his skimpy schoolgirl outfit, nodded obediently.

  “I’ll wait right here, Bovina.”

  The teacher gave one st smile and left, leaving him in the silence of the massive hall, where the only sounds were Neko’s quickened breathing and the ticking of magical instruments.