My eyes, previously heavy with exhaustion, snapped wide open. I looked at Lilith, and my heart hammered against my ribs, momentarily overriding the searing pain in my feet trapped in those heels.

  “Really?” I choked out, unable to hide the spark of hope in my voice.

  Lilith smiled, and for a heartbeat, something that looked like tenderness flickered in her eyes, though it was heavily ced with predatory satisfaction. “Of course, sweetling,” she murmured, stroking my cheek. “You are my precious little kitten, after all.”

  Before I could react, she shifted and, in one fluid motion, hoisted me onto her p. My short pink skirt hiked up even further, exposing my ce panties and garter belt. The bell on my tail let out a loud jingle in the sudden silence of the room. I could feel her hands steadying my fragile frame.

  “Tell me, sweetling... did you read the book I gave you this morning?” she asked, her gaze boring into mine.

  I nodded quickly. The images of those complex tables and diagrams were still burned into my mind. I began to expin everything I’d gathered - about every being having a System, the nature of Attributes, and how Csses imposed Rank limits. I told her how a Common Css could only reach Rank E, while the Legendary tiers opened the path all the way to Rank S.

  Lilith listened intently, nodding with approval. When I finished, she resumed petting me, her fingers weaving through my cat ears with that addictive rhythm she seemed to love.

  “My kitten is quite the intellectual,” she remarked, a hint of irony and mock disbelief in her voice. “I didn't expect you to process such intricacies so quickly. It truly is... impressive, for someone in your position.”

  Her smile widened, and her hand came to rest on the nape of my neck, right against my tight maid colr.

  “But that’s not all. Csses offer another advantage that novices often overlook,” she continued, and I felt my curiosity spike. “Besides raising the Rank limit, higher Csses grant significantly more Attribute points with every advancement.”

  She gave me an example that made my blood run hot. She expined that someone with a high-tier Css moving from Rank F to E could gain several times more Strength or Intelligence than someone with a Common Css.

  “That is why many powerful warriors choose a drastic path,” she whispered, and I hung on every word. “They change their Csses and start over from Rank F+, just to build their power on a superior foundation. The stat bonuses they receive then make them incomparably stronger than anyone else.”

  I nodded as the logic hit me with full force. This was the key to real power.

  But why is she mentioning this now? I wondered, gncing at her out of the corner of my eye.

  Lilith caught my look. She leaned in and nipped the edge of my ear - lightly, yet just enough to sting. A sharp shiver ripped through my body, and my tail gave a nervous twitch.

  “If you’re a good girl...” she whispered, her hot breath making my head swim, “I might just give you a new Css. One that will repce that pathetic Sve Css of yours.”

  My whole body trembled.

  The hope I’d been too afraid to even entertain suddenly fred in my mind like a blue system notification. The chance to get rid of that miserable "Sve" bel and repce it with something that actually gave me a fighting chance at survival was too tempting to ignore.

  Yet, looking at Lilith’s smirk, a needle of suspicion pricked me. I remembered all too well how her "promise" in the bathroom ended earlier today.

  “What... what does this kitten have to do to earn such a Css, Mistress?” I asked quickly, forcing my voice to sound as sweet as possible to please her.

  Lilith let out a melodic ugh, her hands returning to explore the texture of my cat ears. “You’re a fast learner, sweetling. One slip-up in the bath was enough for you to understand the rules of the game,” she said, pulling me a little tighter against her red dress. “I rather like that.”

  My stomach knotted as she leaned in and nipped my other ear, triggering another involuntary shiver and a soft clink from my bell.

  “The price won't be small,” she whispered directly into my ear. “After all, it is an Epic Css. I spent quite a few of my Contribution Points on it, so I can’t exactly hand it over to my pet without proper... compensation.”

  My eyes went wide.

  An Epic Css? According to the book, that was the second-highest category I could possibly obtain. I sat there in silence for a moment, my mind racing with images of myself - not as a pathetic kitten in a frilly dress, but as a powerful mage or warrior with stats so high that no one in this castle would dare look down on me. The vision was so exhirating that my tail began to wag slightly of its own accord, thumping against her legs and my petticoat.

  I knew this wouldn't be easy. It would be humiliating, painful, and likely worse than anything I’d faced so far.

  But the stakes are worth it...

  I intentionally let my ears droop, trying to paint an expression of total devotion on my face - the best this delicate new body could manage.

  “This kitten... will do anything to satisfy Mistress,” I mumbled, lowering my gaze to my white-gloved hands.

  Lilith’s smile turned positively predatory. She scanned the violet-hued room for a moment before focusing back on me.

  “Since your Css is about to change...” she began, her eyes fshing with a strange light, “I think we should use your current Css at least once. After all, we haven't actually utilized it until now.”

  I blinked, squinting in total confusion.

  What does she mean, we haven't used it? I thought warily. My 'Sve' Css has been visible in my Status this whole time.

  Seeing my expression, Lilith gave a mysterious smile. Before I could ask for crification, a golden system light fred before my eyes, unlike any I had seen before.

  [NOTIFICATION]

  [Special conditions for the 'Sve' Css have been activated!]

  [Owner: Lilith Asmodeus-Vex]

  [Status: “Absolute Compulsion” Active.]

  “Kneel before me on the floor, kitten,” she said, releasing her hold on me.

  In that same instant, I felt something terrifying. This wasn't just fear or the instinctual obedience I’d felt before. This was raw, mechanical force hijacking my muscles. My body moved on its own, completely bypassing my will. I slid off her p and, despite the searing pain in my feet from the heels, I moved with robotic speed to follow the command, kneeling on the rug before her legs.

  I was reeling.

  I tried to pull my hand back, but I couldn't. My body simply refused to listen to me. Before, even when I followed her orders, I felt like I had a shadow of a choice. Now, every word she spoke became a w of physics that could not be broken.

  Lilith didn't care about my internal panic. With a slow, provocative motion, she began to lift her blood-red skirt. My eyes were forced to take in her beautiful, shapely thighs, and higher up - the skimpy, sexy bck thong that contrasted sharply with her pale skin.

  Despite the humiliation, I felt a sudden rush of heat and a bizarre spike of excitement that I couldn't suppress.

  “Take them off me, pet,” she commanded, looking down at me.

  My white-gloved hands immediately shot forward to grab the thin straps of fabric. But Lilith swiped my hands away, her smirk turning even more predatory.

  “Use your mouth, kitten,” she ordered in a cold, authoritative tone.

  I looked up into her golden eyes, feeling the sweat trail down my back beneath my maid outfit. I felt the resistance, the bone-deep shame, but the power of her words was relentless.

  “Yes, M-Mistress...” I rasped. I leaned in between her thighs, the scent of her magic and perfume overwhelming my senses.

  My cat ears twitched and the bell on my tail gave a soft clink as I carefully caught the upper edge of her thong between my teeth. The silk was delicate, and I had to be excruciatingly careful not to nip her skin - a feat made nearly impossible by my trembling muscles.

  It took me several minutes. I had to adjust my grip repeatedly, tossing my head slightly, all while feeling the heavy weight of her gaze on the back of my neck. My embarrassment reached its absolute peak when I finally managed to slide the bck silk over her hips and down to her ankles, leaving her completely exposed before me.