Chapter 53: Bathing Together in the Hot Spring? It’s the Master’s “Full Body Inspection”!

Lucia’s fingers hooked onto the silver buckle of the main belt at her waist.

She gave it a gentle tug.

“Click—”

Lilia’s mind exploded.

This woman was really going to strip her clothes off?!

“Wait! I’ll take it off myself! Meow!”

She pressed down desperately on the few pitiful pieces of lace fabric, her voice cracking.

Lucia stopped, stepping back half a pace.

“Then do it.”

She and Lilith stood on either side, staring at her.

Lilia’s hands trembled.

Undressing while being watched?

This was even more humiliating than being stripped bare!

“You… you two, turn around, meow…”

She whispered.

“No.”

Lucia’s answer was crisp and decisive.

“I need to make sure you’re not hiding any contraband.”

What contraband?!

She only had a few broken belts on her body—where could she hide anything?!

Lilia clenched her teeth and shut her eyes.

Forget it.

Dead either way.

Her fingers shook as she unfastened the two crossed belts on her chest.

“Clatter.”

The belts fell.

A cold breeze swept into her chest.

She hurriedly crossed her arms over her chest, burying her face in her elbow.

“Continue.”

Lucia’s voice came from above.

Lilia’s hand moved to her waist, unfastening the silver ring.

The piece of lace with a hole at the back slid down her tail to the ground.

Last was the triangular cloth at her lower abdomen.

She took a deep breath—

No.

What’s the point of deep breathing!

Just rip it off!

She yanked off the last button.

The semi-transparent lace dropped to the floor.

She was completely naked.

She squatted down, curling herself into a ball, hugging her knees tight.

Her face burned, about to ignite.

“Nice figure.”

Lucia evaluated from above.

“A bit skinny, though. Eat more meat from now on.”

Lilia buried her head even lower.

Her toes nearly drilled a hole into the stone floor.

“Get in.”

Lucia pointed to the steaming Hot Spring.

Lilia jumped up, tumbling and scrambling into the water.

The warm spring water wrapped around her body.

The heat rising from her feet eased her stiffness a little.

She sank into the water, leaving only a pair of cat ears and half her head exposed.

She watched the two on the shore warily.

“Your Majesty, I’ll take my leave.”

Lilith bowed, preparing to depart.

“Stay.”

Lucia spoke.

“How can my little pet’s first Hot Spring bath go without someone serving nearby?”

Lilith paused, lowered her head, and accepted the order.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Lilia’s heart turned cold.

The three of them bathing together?

No—that’s not it—

It’s her and Lucia in the pool, with Lilith watching from the shore?

Isn’t this even more embarrassing?!

Lucia began undressing.

Piece by piece, the black Imperial Robe slid off.

Revealing a blindingly white body.

Lilia quickly turned her head away, but couldn’t resist peeking from the corner of her eye.

She had to admit.

This perverted Demon King had a really good figure.

Where it should be curved, it was curved; where it should be slender, it was slender.

Every line was powerful yet retained a feminine grace.

“Splash.”

The water rippled.

Lucia entered the Hot Spring too.

She sat opposite, black hair spreading over the water’s surface.

Steam blurred her face, but those blood-red eyes grew even brighter.

Lilia shrank back, trying to put distance between them.

The only sounds in the pool were the movement of water.

And her own pounding heartbeat.

“Come here.”

Lucia called.

“I… I’m fine here, meow.”

Lilia shook her head.

“Come here.”

There was no room for negotiation in her tone.

Lilia hesitated, inching over, stopping a step away.

Lucia reached out, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into her embrace.

“Meow!”

Lilia’s back pressed against the warm chest.

Through a layer of water, she could feel the other’s body’s contours and elasticity.

A cool, fragrant aura enveloped her.

Her whole body froze.

A “buzz” sounded in her mind—blank.

“Let… let me go, meow…”

Her voice trembled violently.

“Don’t move.”

Lucia’s chin rested on her shoulder, hot breath brushing her ear.

“Your body’s too tense. I’ll help you relax.”

One arm circled her waist, preventing her from moving.

The other began kneading her back.

The technique was professional, the strength just right.

Every tense muscle relaxed under those hands.

Lilia wanted to struggle.

But the comfort was overwhelming.

Her body relaxed involuntarily.

A gurgling sound escaped her throat.

“See, much better, isn’t it?”

Lucia whispered in her ear.

Lilia buried her face in the water, glancing at the shore from the corner of her eye.

Lilith stood motionless with her head bowed.

But she’d definitely seen.

And heard.

The shame surged again.

At that moment—

The hand kneading her back slid up her spine.

Stopping on the black cat ears atop her head.

Cold fingertips gently scraped the inside of her ear.

“Meow—!”

Lilia’s body trembled violently.

A tingling sensation exploded from her ear tips, spreading through her entire body.

Her legs went weak, collapsing into Lucia’s embrace.

“No… don’t… meow…”

Her voice wavered with sobs.

“Don’t touch there… please… meow…”

Ears were the Catgirl’s most sensitive spot.

Just a touch, and all her defenses crumbled.

“Really? I can’t touch here?”

Lucia’s fingers didn’t stop; instead, they traced circles on her ear.

Round and round.

Gently, slowly.

With each rotation, the tingling intensified.

“Ah… nn… Mistress…”

Broken sounds escaped Lilia’s lips.

She bit down, trying to hold back, but it was impossible.

Her body wouldn’t obey.

She could only lean powerlessly in that warm yet dangerous embrace, letting the other do as she wished.

Lucia’s other hand was just as busy.

It slid slowly upward from her waist.

Fingertips brushing her ribs.

Stopping at her chest.

“Your heart’s beating so fast.”

Her voice dropped, tinged with amusement.

“Is it tension? Or… anticipation?”

“I’m not…

…meow…”

Lilia tried to protest, but before she could finish, that hand moved up a little more.

Her body shuddered again.

Lucia’s palm pressed against her collarbone, thumb gently stroking the skin.

“You’re lying.”

She breathed into Lilia’s ear.

“Your body’s much more honest than your mouth.”

Lilia clenched her teeth.

She couldn’t let another sound escape.

She couldn’t let this pervert have the satisfaction.

She forced herself to swallow the sounds in her throat.

But Lucia’s movements grew even more intense.

The hand tormenting her ear slid from the tip to the base, then back again.

Back and forth.

Slowly rubbing.

The other hand didn’t stop, circling over her chest along her collarbone.

Two waves of stimulation crashed together.

Lilia finally broke.

“I can’t… meow…”

Her voice was soft and sticky, heavy with a nasal tone.

“Please… stop… meow…”

“Stop?”

Lucia’s hand paused.

Lilia let out a breath of relief.

Then—

Both hands tightened at once.

One pinched her ear tip.

The other pressed against her chest.

“How about this?”

“Meow—ah—!”

Lilia jolted upright, flailing in the water.

But Lucia’s arm locked around her waist, holding her tight.

She could only struggle in that embrace, her tail thrashing wildly in the water.

“Mistress… please… let me go… meow…”

She was crying now.

Tears mixed with the steam, blurring her face.

“I was wrong… meow…”

“Wrong about what?”

Lucia’s voice was still calm.

But her hands didn’t loosen at all.

“I… I shouldn’t… shouldn’t have talked back… meow…”

Lilia stammered.

“Shouldn’t… shouldn’t have tried to escape… meow…”

“And?”

“And… and…”

Her mind was mush.

She couldn’t remember what other mistakes she’d made.

At that moment, Lucia finally let go.

Lilia collapsed in her arms, gasping for air.

Her whole body was limp, not even a finger’s strength left.

“Such a disobedient little thing.”

Lucia lifted her chin, forcing her to look up.

Their eyes met.

Lilia’s were moist, filled with tears and mist.

“But…”

Lucia’s thumb brushed her lips.

“You look pretty cute when you cry.”

She leaned in.

Their breaths mingled.

Lilia could see the droplets clinging to her eyelashes.

“Next…”

Lucia’s voice echoed against her lips.

“It’s time to check if you’ve washed yourself clean.”