As I stood there, putting the levitating gadgets back in their pces and trying to ignore the dull ache in my feet from those cramped shoes, Elene emerged from the stairway. The slow, rhythmic click of her heels echoed through the hall, and despite my better judgment, I found myself staring a second too long.

  I had to admit - while she had seemed purely provocative this morning, now, in the dimmed magical light, her appearance no longer screamed cheap eroticism. Instead, she radiated a heavy, predatory sex appeal that made it impossible to look away, terror be damned.

  Her outfit had changed drastically. Gone was the tight, provocative maid uniform. In its pce was a tailored, formal ensemble that banced somewhere between courtly elegance and demonic opulence. A corset of matte bck leather, stitched with thin ruby threads, encased her torso like armor, molding her silhouette into something both professional and disturbingly sensual. An asymmetrical cape of dark red velvet rested on her shoulders, its shimmering lining catching the light of the magic crystals with every step she took.

  Her skirt was much longer than her work attire - slit high up the thigh, but in a way that felt practical rather than vulgar, allowing for easy movement. The heavy, high-quality fabric fell in yers to her knees, meeting form-fitting bck stockings held up by buckled leather straps. On her hands, she wore gloves of thin crimson leather that reached past her elbows, and her fingers were adorned with rings - not mere jewelry, but clearly magical artifacts pulsing with a faint glow.

  Her tail, rather than flicking with the nervous excitement I’d seen earlier, moved with a slow, dignified grace, like a predator that had nothing left to prove. Even the spade at the tip was decorated with a thin gold chain and a small, crimson gem.

  The malicious smirk from this morning was gone, repced by the cool, professional mask of someone who had just returned from high-stakes negotiations. Her eyes still burned with that succubus glow, but they held the weight of experience and power now, not just flirtation. She looked less like a provocative maid… and more like the right hand of a ruler of the infernal court.

  “You know, it’s a bit unrefined for such a sweet dy to stare so boldly at another woman, even if the tter is far better endowed by nature,” Elene remarked with a sharp smile, narrowing her eyes. I thought I’d sink into the floor from shame.

  The peak of hypocrisy. Truly world-css, I thought, rolling my eyes inwardly. This is coming from the woman who spent the morning groping my ass and handling me like an interactive dispy piece.

  Of course, I made sure she didn't see my expression.

  Suddenly, the atmosphere grew heavy. Elene’s tone became businesslike as she asked if I’d finished cleaning the assigned rooms. I simply nodded submissively, having no energy left for defiance.

  Without a word, she brushed past me into one of the rooms. I listened to the sharp click of her heels against the marble as she inspected every corner, every shelf, and every one of those cursed rugs I’d spent hours scrubbing.

  When she stepped back into the corridor, her face betrayed genuine surprise. She looked at me with a newfound sense of recognition.

  “I must say, I’m impressed. For a mere pet who didn't know how to hold a brush this morning, you actually know how to clean. You didn't leave a single speck of filth behind,” she said, walking toward me with measured steps. I instinctively squeezed my eyes shut, expecting a painful "motivational" sp to the rear.

  Instead, I felt something warm and soft on the crown of my head.

  Elene had pced her hand between my cat ears and began to stroke me gently - almost tenderly. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at her in disbelief. A genuine smile pyed on her lips, completely different from her morning's malicious sneer.

  The predatory edge in her eyes had softened.

  “Good job, kitten,” she murmured.

  In that exact second, a jolt of pleasure so powerful ripped through my body that my knees nearly buckled. My hips gave a short, uncontrolble twitch.

  It was sick. That one stupid compliment and the touch of her hand hit my nervous system like a high-grade drug. I was a hair’s breadth away from climaxing just because someone said two nice words to me.

  Really... nothing like catching a wave of pure ecstasy over a basic compliment from another woman. This body is a total degradation of human dignity, I mented silently, trying to steady my trembling legs while my face burned a deep crimson.

  Before I could enjoy the brief moment of peace, the mood shifted again in a heartbeat. Without warning, Elene grabbed my colr firmly, pulling me so close I could smell her perfume and feel the heat radiating from her skin. With a practiced motion that sent the metal ring biting into my neck, she unclipped the magic core that had been pumping energy into me for the st few hours.

  She let go so suddenly I nearly stumbled backward.

  She looked at the blue stone with almost religious reverence before making it vanish into her flickering ring with a flick of her wrist. Slowly, that same mocking, superior smirk I’d seen after my bath returned to her face.

  “You don't have to thank me for choosing that outfit. I knew from the start that a little, attention-starved slut like you would find perverted pleasure in wearing all those ruffles and tight ce - feeling them remind you of your new purpose with every step you take,” she said.

  I felt my face go up in fmes. If it was possible to get any redder, I did. I hunched my shoulders, trying to disappear into the hallway just to escape the sound of her mocking voice.

  The sight of my embarrassment must have been like blood in the water. I suddenly felt an intense bst of hot aura from her. She closed the distance in a fraction of a second, gripping my chin so hard her nails nearly dug into my skin. Her eyes fred with a raw, unshielded lust I hadn't even seen this morning.

  At the same moment, I felt her demonic, heart-shaped tail stop its idle swaying. It began a bold, insolent journey under my short skirt, sliding up my thighs toward my panties, where my "little friend" was already plenty sensitive from the hours of cleaning.

  But just as I felt the firm, cool touch of her tail at the edge of the pink ce, Elene froze. It was as if she’d been doused in ice water. I watched a wave of internal conflict wash over her face.

  In her mind, she was berating herself - she couldn't just have her way with her Mistress’s new toy, not if she valued her life against someone as powerful and unpredictable as Lilith.

  Dammit, Elene, get a grip. You can’t mess with the Mistress’s pet if you like being alive, she thought, taking a deep, wheezing breath to steady her shaking hands.

  She violently yanked her tail back from under my frills and released my chin. She looked at me with a votile mix of frustration and desire, as if the "sweet" aura of my new body made it impossible for her to fully suppress her urges.

  I stood there, feeling the cool touch vanish from my legs. On one hand, I was intensely relieved nothing further had happened. On the other - somewhere in the deepest, most pathetic corners of my drugged mind - I felt a stinging spark of disappointment. After hours of fabric rubbing against my skin, I was so wound up I had almost been begging her to take that final step...

  “You’re just a pathetic, horny cat who doesn't even know what she wants. But I have to admit, you did a hell of a job today. I honestly didn't expect it from you,” she tossed out, clearly trying to mask her earlier moment of weakness. She turned on her heel and gestured for me to follow. “Follow me, you little slut. I’ll take you back to your room before I report to Lady Lilith on how her new acquisition is performing.”

  ***

  We walked through the silent, luxury-drenched corridors in a silence broken only by the steady rhythm of Elene’s heels and that godawful, high-pitched jingle from my tail. Every step reminded me I wasn't a man anymore - just a decorative pet on a short leash.

  I stared at Elene’s back. She walked with such absolute confidence that an aura of authority practically bled from her. Despite my anger, I couldn't stop thinking about how incredibly elegant and predatory she looked in that fitted outfit. Combined with her heart-tipped tail, it was a sight I struggled to look away from.

  Shit, she really doesn't look like a simple maid or a janitor. There’s more to this, I thought. Curiosity finally beat out my fear. I cleared my throat, trying to keep my new, high-pitched voice from sounding too pathetic.

  “Were you... somewhere important? Since you look so elegant... Mistress?” I asked, catching myself and adding the title at the st second as the memory of the sting on my backside fred up. I couldn't see her face, but I felt her entire posture stiffen for a moment, as if the question were entirely out of line.

  A tense silence hung in the air for several seconds. Finally, Elene nodded slowly. Without looking back, she spoke in a voice that carried a heavy, authentic exhaustion.

  “Yes. Today was another exceptionally draining round of negotiations with the envoys of the Demon Lord of Pride and the Demon Lord of Greed. New energy crystal deposits were discovered on the borders of our three territories. Naturally, they’ve both had a sudden surge of 'territorial cims',” she expined, letting out a long breath as if shedding a massive burden. “As Lady Lilith’s right hand, I’m responsible for more than just making sure no one starves and the floors shine. I handle the entire political charade - negotiations that can be more exhausting than a front-line battle.”

  I was floored. My cat ears twitched involuntarily as I tried to process that.

  It suddenly hit me that this world was much rger and more complex than I’d realized. There wasn't just one powerful Demon Lord, and this woman - who had spent the morning groping me and making me scrub rugs - held the threads of international politics in her hands.

  I looked at her with a new measure of respect mixed with disbelief. She wasn't just a horny succubus in a tight outfit; she was the one managing the chaos and holding this castle together.

  So it’s not just Lilith’s giant harem. It’s a real state with mines, diplomacy, and rivals. And I’m right in the middle of it all... I thought, my tail drooping in resignation as we finally reached the door to my chambers.