A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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She wasn't suited to this sport; after climbing for a while, her limbs ached, her shoulders and back hurt, and her palms and knees also hurt. If she could stop, Phoebe would immediately lie down and rest, refusing to do it again.

312. The Frustrated Kitten

But Phoebe couldn't; she had no say in the matter.

Phoebe was already under Santa Karina's control, and her pleading gaze fell on Violet again. But Violet seemed to ignore her.

She pretended not to see Phoebe's pitiful look, completely ignoring it and gleefully watching Phoebe get punished.

Although she didn't punish her personally, Saint Karina's way of punishing her was quite satisfying.

"I'm not helping you. You'd better experience it for yourself!"

Violet said angrily.

"Don't forget how you deceived me and brought me to this state. Now the tables have turned, and it's your turn to be unlucky."

She felt the punishment wasn't severe enough, but since Phoebe's skirt was so short, she could see a breathtaking view, which was nice.

In fact, Phoebe's clenched teeth and huffing expression were quite different from the other parts of her body.

"But you can't do this to me! You're abusing your power!"

We've been walking the dog like this for over twenty minutes now.

Phoebe felt like the skin on her hands was going to rub raw.

"I'm already injured! And the wounds keep getting worse. I make a living by my appearance, and the collar is too tight. My neck must be red and swollen from being strangled!"

Her expression turned pained.

She looked like she was in a lot of pain, but she could only endure it.

"Haven't you guys had enough fun? I really don't want to play this game anymore, I'm exhausted."

"Oh? You mean you're tired?"

Saint Karina's radiant expression vanished.

Her expression was amused, but Phoebe couldn't turn around and couldn't see it. If she had, she might have regretted refusing to continue the game.

"Do you think you have the right to bargain with me? Your lesson isn't that simple. You say you're tired? Do you think you have the choice? My cute and silly little kitten..."

"Since you enjoy lying so much, if this punishment is only to this extent, you will definitely do it again next time. So... next, I will give you a more exciting project."

So, Saint Karina deliberately tugged hard on Phoebe's collar.

The terrifying pulling force clashed with Phoebe's inertia, nearly causing her to choke and die.

Her eyes were rolled upwards, and the whites of her eyes were showing!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

When Phoebe regained her breathing and was able to catch her breath, she coughed violently.

She nearly had her lungs explode. Seriously, she thought she was going to die.

"What are you doing? Don't you know this will kill you?"

Her accusations were fierce, but the raised drumhead rendered her anger harmless, even somewhat comical.

"You're tired, I'm telling you to stop."

Saint Karina said, feigning innocence.

"You could have ordered me to stop, and I couldn't disobey!"

"Oh? I think so, I forgot."

Saint Karina continued to play dumb; she was doing it on purpose. The more Phoebe got angry, the less she could hit her, which made her very happy.

Are you deliberately making fun of me?

Phoebe wasn't stupid; she immediately understood.

"Yes, I was just making fun of you, little kitty. What's wrong with making fun of you?"

Saint Karina's lips curled into a smirk; she was starting to act shamelessly.

"Me! I can't be bothered arguing with you! You're so great, aren't you!"

Phoebe got even angrier when she saw that Saint Karina had stopped pretending.

She was so angry, but unfortunately she couldn't hit Saint Karina. Otherwise, she would definitely have scratched Saint Karina's face with her little cat paws.

Unfortunately, she was powerless and could only grit her teeth in frustration, forced to endure Saint Karina's criticism and punishment.

313. Not in control of one's own destiny

“Vell, are you interested in punishing this kitten? I was the one who did it before, but you are the victim now. Some things are different when you do them yourself and when you watch others do them.”

"Saint Karina said."

"Shall I...shall I come?"

Violet was a little nervous, not expecting this to suddenly fall on her shoulders.

She had never done anything like this before, but it would be nice to punish Phoebe, that naughty little cat.

So, Violet took the rope from Saint Karina's hand, and she began to think of a new way.

"Hey, don't go too far!"

Phoebe panicked.

She deceived Violet back then, so what good can come of her falling into Violet's hands now?

Violet, on the other hand, thought about how she had been captured by the slime girl and almost lost her virginity. So, she came up with a way to get revenge on Phoebe.

It's time to teach this black cat a lesson!

"You're using your most shameful method to appease me. Begging me to end your punishment."

Violet spoke vaguely and haltingly. However, her order was still given, and Phoebe, who was under the control of magic, had to obey.

She began to act against her will again, this time even her own mouth uttering words she didn't mean.

"Vell meow~ How could I wear these cumbersome silk fabrics just to make you happy?"

She took off her clothes with a confident and slightly seductive air.

Then, she bent over, crawled, and came to Vera's feet.

She rubbed her cheek against Vera's boots, her face flushed with ingratiating flattery.

Her small mouth revealed a docile smile, and her words and actions were submissive.

"Want to pet my ears, meow? Or my tail, or even more... indescribable places, meow~"

She knew that Vera was powerless against her furry erogenous zones.

"Then I'll just rub it randomly."

Violet didn't stand on ceremony with Phoebe and reached out to ruffle Phoebe's hair and cat ears.

She wasn't particularly strong, but she was quite fond of it.

"Meow~meow~"

But for Phoebe, it was more than that. She felt as if someone had struck a nerve, her whole body convulsing as if electrocuted.

She had gone limp and curled up at Vera's feet.

"This feels so good, meow~"

Because of Violet's technique and her overly sensitive body, Phoebe was no longer able to think.

"Ville Meow~ I want more~"

She even changed the way she referred to herself without realizing it.

"I want the tail, and every other part of it!"

Her tail hooked around Violet's fingers, which were Violet's other, still-free hand.

So Violet didn't stand on ceremony with her at all and went straight for a rub.

"Hey!"

The instant she grasped its tail, a powerful electric current surged through her body. Phoebe was as if a switch had been flipped, and she was unstoppable.

Her face was flushed, and she was breathing out white air.

"Besides my tail and ears, Violet meow~ pet me somewhere else, meow~"

Reason had completely vanished from her mind.

In fact, Phoebe is in a rather contradictory state, which is far more complex than what she outwardly presents to Violet.

Her soul seemed to have been ripped out, watching her body become aroused, bowing and scraping before the woman, all in a fawning manner.

She could feel all those sensations, including the physical pleasure, which resonated with her soul.

Since magic cannot control thoughts, it causes Phoebe to experience this sense of detachment from her soul and will. It's as if her body is her body, and her mind is another self, making her feel like a tiny, invisible person, only able to watch her body break free from her control and act freely.

Magic has control over her body, including her actions, speech, and even her expression.

If one were unaware of Phoebe's inner torment, her current actions would already be enough to brand her with the mark of depravity.

A suspicious liquid was running down her thighs, which could only be mistaken for sweat from an attempt to struggle.

"Vell Meow~ Please look at me a little longer. Your gaze lingering on me is the greatest reward for me~"

She licked her lips, moisturizing them as if she had just applied lipstick, making them look even more lustrous.

Then, her eyes began to glaze over, a deliberately created alluring look.

Obeying Violet's orders, Phoebe slowly opened her eyes with a naturally alluring posture, then cupped her feminine advantages in her hands and swayed them in a slightly frivolous manner.

A lewd smile appeared on her still flushed face, and the little snake even deliberately peeked out, full of provocation, while her breathing became heavier.

This was a silent plea, a deliberate seduction; Phoebe was expressing her hunger, her desire to gain Violet's favor.

In fact, although she did these things naturally, they were all things she had never done before.

Whether it was her exceptional talent or the sheer power of her magic, Violet's heart pounded as she was captivated by Phoebe.

She did want to see Phoebe do something incredibly shameful, but this was just too shameful.

Especially with Saint Karina present, and a third person watching their shameful game, she couldn't help but be concerned about Saint Karina's attitude. Wouldn't the other woman think she was a pervert?

Although Saint Karina's game was also quite big, a game of two letters colliding, compared to my own commands, Saint Karina's commands felt so pure.

It's like a small fry compared to a big fish...

Just thinking about it made Violet's head start to spin.

But she couldn't just pull her foot away like that, because her boot was still in the cat's lap.

"Look at me, Violet~ Look closely, don't miss any details~"

Phoebe squeezed her feminine advantage with her fingers as if she were squeezing out milk.

Then she slowly leaned forward, during which she naturally released her grip on Vera's hand, and the visual impact of her full-figured feminine curves became even more striking under her deliberate guidance.

"It's so swollen down there, something's about to come out... I need your key, Violet, to open the switch. You know why, meow? Violet, it's because I not only want you to see it, I also want you to tease me~"

As she spoke, Phoebe reached up and lifted her skirt, which was so short it couldn't be shorter, revealing not only her cleavage but also her most secret and indescribable parts to Vera.

She was below, looking up at Violet above.

"boom!"

Phoebe wasn't the only one whose values ​​collapsed; Violet's did too.

She now knew that hesitation meant defeat. In the moment she hesitated to pull off her boots, to go barefoot, she had already died.

In front of Saint Karina, under the guise of punishment, she made the little black cat show her an expression akin to a therapist seducing a customer.

314. Ways to enhance friendship

"Okay, little kitty, stop now."