SMACK!

  The sound of a palm striking taut skin echoed through the room. Elene watched with unmasked fascination as Neko’s rounded buttocks trembled violently from the force of the blow. With his face buried in the sheets and his cheeks burning a deep crimson, the boy choked out the mandated formu in a trembling voice.

  “T-this naughty kitten is just a useless toy... who can’t even clean.”

  It was the sixth time he had uttered those words.

  The beginning of the punishment had been almost gentle. The first swat was so light Neko barely felt it, which caused him to completely forget his lines in his confusion. Elene had corrected him then with a short, warning sp, demanding his focus. With each subsequent strike, the succubus’s strength grew, yet Neko was still enduring it better than his panicked mind had anticipated.

  Elene, however, was in a trance. Her hand would occasionally trail over the blooming redness on Neko’s skin, which, thanks to [Perfect Skin], reacted to every stimulus with extraordinary intensity. Her initial pn had merely been a ritualistic scolding - a sort of educational "theater" - but the sight of his quivering body in that scandalously short schoolgirl outfit began to wake something much darker within her.

  Elene’s smile turned predatory and sadistic. She felt that these "show" swats were no longer enough. She craved to hear something more than just a rehearsed mantra escape his lips, and she wanted that beautiful rear to turn the color of ripe fruit.

  She raised her hand high, this time abandoning almost all the restraint that had previously held back her demonic strength. Neko, who for a moment had felt almost rexed by the rhythm of the blows, suddenly felt the air above him grow heavy.

  SMACK!

  The thunderous sound of the sp was so loud it nearly drowned out everything else.

  “AAHHH!!”

  A high, piercing shriek tore from Neko’s throat, quickly dissolving into a broken moan. The pain was gargantuan, searing, and paralyzing - but in that same millisecond, thanks to his [Masochist] talent, he was flooded by a wave of overwhelming pleasure.

  Tears immediately welled in the corners of his eyes, and his body arched in an involuntary bow over Elene’s thighs as he felt the sting on his backside while his member simultaneously strained against its pink prison.

  “Don’t you have something to tell me, kitten?” Elene asked, her voice now low, raspy, and dripping with desire.

  “T-this... naughty kitten... is just... a useless toy...” Neko rasped so quietly she could barely hear him.

  Elene felt her own lingerie become completely soaked. She was hypnotized by the sight of her red handprint standing out against Neko’s trembling skin. Dammit, what is it with this ass? How can it be so perfect? she thought, losing touch with reality.

  Neko wasn't aware of it, but his body, pushed to its limit by pain and shame, had instinctively begun to emit the aura of his new skill: [Pleasure Resonance]. This magical frequency of bliss, radiating from his unnaturally sensitive skin, hit Elene’s senses with the force of a battering ram, making the succubus increasingly aroused and erratic as her internal desires were constantly prodded.

  The room filled with a rhythmic, brutal sound that mingled with the quickened breathing of both women.

  SMACK!

  The eighth swat fell with even greater force, making Neko’s rounded buttocks jolt violently as he let out a high, breaking squeak.

  “AAAHHH!”

  Elene watched as if hypnotized, her hand rising almost automatically for the next strike.

  SMACK!

  The ninth blow was so powerful Neko felt stars dance before his eyes.

  “UGHHHHH!” he moaned, arching his back while the bell on his tail jingled in a frantic rhythm.

  Elene was in a state of total trance; the [Pleasure Resonance] aura emanating from the boy’s sensitive skin was battering her senses, stripping away the st of her rationality. By the tenth strike, the succubus had completely lost control. She raised her hand high, concentrating her demonic power within it, yearning to strike with all her might to completely shatter this sweet creature's resistance.

  Neko squeezed his eyes shut, cowering and waiting for the final, crushing pain. But the blow didn't come.

  Like a fsh of lightning, an image of Lilith appeared in Elene’s mind - her golden, menacing eyes and that merciless smile that promised eternal damnation to anyone who touched her "toy" without an express command. Elene froze with her hand in the air, her face a mask of pure terror.

  Dammit... that was dangerous, she thought, an icy shiver running down her back. If I had hit him with that much force, his skin surely would have torn.

  She imagined the "lesson" Lilith would have prepared for her for damaging such a precious acquisition, and her whole body broke out in goosebumps. Elene, can you really not control yourself in these situations anymore? Ugh... I think I really need to start letting loose more often if I'm losing my head during a simple punishment.

  Neko, not hearing the impact, slowly opened one eye, surprised by the sudden silence. Just as he began to think it was over...

  SMACK!

  The tenth strike, nearly as strong as the previous ones, nded on his rear by surprise.

  “UGHHHHH-NYAA!!” Neko yelled, his body jerking violently on Elene’s thighs.

  The succubus smiled slightly, regaining her composure. With a calm motion, she pulled up his ce panties, then lifted him and set him on his feet before her. Neko wobbled slightly on his heels. Elene gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and patted his head, ruffling the pink hair between his ears.

  “Good kitten. You bore your punishment very well,” she said with a hint of pride in her voice.

  Neko nodded, still panting heavily, but then that familiar, sadistic smile reappeared on Elene’s face.

  “Don’t you have something to tell me?” she asked, giving him a malicious wink.

  Neko straightened up, trying to control the trembling of his legs beneath the short skirt. “This naughty kitten is just a useless toy who can’t even clean,” he blurted out quickly, feeling shame flood his cheeks again.

  “A bit te, but since it’s your first punishment from me, I’ll be lenient today,” Elene ughed, winking at him.

  She rose from the bed and headed for the exit, but paused just before the threshold and looked at him over her shoulder.

  “It’s only afternoon, so you’d better not leave the room or run around the castle while Lady Lilith isn't with you,” she warned, gesturing toward the sheets lying on the bed. “Maybe you can do your homework from Bovina in the meantime? We wouldn’t want you to embarrass me again tomorrow.”

  Neko nodded obediently. “I’ll remember. Goodbye, Mistress Elene.”

  The succubus nodded to him and left, closing the door behind her. Neko was left alone in the falling silence of the room, feeling the heat still pulsing on his buttocks and a strange lightness in his mind, as if those swats had actually cleansed him of his guilt.

  Neko stood in the middle of the room, feeling how every tiny movement made the thin material of the ce panties rub against his heavily reddened and throbbing skin. The sting was nearly unbearable now, especially since Elene had pulled the lingerie directly over the fresh marks from her palms.

  However, it wasn't just the pain occupying his thoughts. Neko looked down at his crotch, where something was happening under the pink fabric that he couldn't rationally expin.

  “What is wrong with you?!” he hissed, looking at his manhood, which was incredibly aroused despite the recent punishment.

  He felt his penis straining against the bars of the cage with such force it felt as if it were trying to escape at all costs. Every pulse of pain from his buttocks seemed to send a wave of heat straight to his loins. Neko let out a heavy sigh, his cat ears drooping in resignation.

  “I guess I really am a masochist now...” he muttered under his breath, admitting to himself that his new body and talents were starting to dictate entirely new rules for how he perceived reality.

  He moved toward the bed to collect the bottle and Bovina’s assignment sheets left there. He took only a few steps when his gaze suddenly nded on his feet. He stopped, a faint smile of satisfaction blooming on his face.

  “I guess I’m in luck today,” he murmured, noticing that this time there were no cursed gold padlocks on his pumps, which Elene usually snapped onto his heels.

  Without a second thought, he kicked the shoes off his feet, enjoying the momentary freedom. Barefoot, with only the soft jingle of the bell on his tail accompanying every step, he approached the massive desk on the right side of the room. He pulled back the heavy chair and tried to sit.

  “Ugh...” His face immediately contorted in a grimace of pain the moment his buttocks touched the hard seat.

  In that same second, he felt his erection press against the cage even harder, reacting to the new pain stimulus. A small vein of irritation appeared on Neko’s forehead. Trying to ignore his raging hormones and throbbing body, he spread Bovina’s sheets before him - one with the swirling characters of the demonic alphabet, and the other with the basics of mathematics.

  He gripped the edge of the desk, forcing his eyes to focus on the first page, though all he could think about now was how much his new, transparent schoolgirl shirt revealed of his stomach, which was trembling with emotion.

  TorQ