After a bout of passion, Milly leaned against the wall, panting heavily.
Even though she had been humiliated in countless ways, Milly bit her lip and refused to make any strange noises. Even if her body was violated, her spirit never yielded.
Filusha, on the other hand, was quite pleased, eagerly anticipating the moment Milly would surrender.
“Milly, isn’t it hard to stand like that?” Filusha cupped Milly’s cheeks. “Come, let big sister take you to the bed and pamper you properly.”
“Ugh… Stay away!——”
Milly struggled desperately, but she couldn’t break free from the chains.
Her wrists were red and burning, but Milly didn’t give up. She had to resist—at least, she couldn’t lose in spirit.
“That’s enough already, just kill me!——”
Filusha licked her lips and gently stroked Milly’s cheek.
“How could I? Killing you would be too easy.” She blew gently by Milly’s ear. “Relax, I’ll let you experience the joy of being a girl~~”
“You!——Shameless!——”
Filusha didn’t reply, instead unlocking Milly’s handcuffs.
The moment she was freed, Milly tried to use Magic, but she’d already tested it earlier. She seemed to have been fed a Magic Potion—she couldn’t feel any magic power now.
If she couldn’t fight back, she at least wanted to see who her opponent was!
She had been blindfolded this whole time, only hearing the bad older sister’s voice, feeling her attacks, yet never seeing who she was.
However, when Milly tried to remove her blindfold,
Filusha grabbed her wrist.
Filusha hugged Milly tightly and kissed her cheek.
“Alright, don’t even think about taking off your blindfold,” Filusha’s voice was syrupy sweet. “Isn’t it exciting to be blindfolded and teased by a sister you don’t even know?”
“I—I’m not excited at all!——”
Milly clutched her chest desperately. Even wearing the blindfold, she could feel her clothes were in disarray—her body had long been seen by the bad older sister.
Filusha chuckled softly and pushed Milly onto the bed.
The world spun. Milly didn’t hurt herself in the fall; she felt the bedding beneath her—it was soft, with a faint scent of violets.
Before she knew it, her mind was growing muddled.
It wasn’t submission—Milly had already been fed a large dose of Charm Drug.
“I’ll warn you first, resistance is useless, you know?”
“Do you realize? The other older sisters all dislike you.”
Filusha climbed onto the bed, gently undoing her own silk ribbon. “This is the Witch’s Stronghold. Even if you escape, you won’t be able to break through the Enchantment Barrier.”
“Ugh, don’t come any closer!……”
Milly forced herself to stay alert, flailing her small hands blindly.
Filusha was quick as lightning, grabbing Milly’s wrist at once.
Milly shrieked, but Filusha pulled her into an embrace. Milly clenched her teeth, struggling to rise—she wanted to dash herself against the wall and end it all.
However, with the Charm Drug in her system, her whole body was limp.
As soon as she sat up, she felt dizzy, and soon collapsed onto the bed again.
Filusha frowned, noticing Milly’s desire to die. That wouldn’t do—she wanted Milly alive, to shame her a hundred different ways, to comfort the Companions’ Spirits.
“I didn’t want to use this, but it seems I have no choice.”
“Ugh… What…”
Filusha didn’t answer. Instead, she produced the Collar.
Milly had no idea what was happening. She reached for her blindfold, but the Collar was slipped around her neck before she could react. It fastened tightly—Milly felt the Collar with her hand.
“Th-this is…”
“Of course, it’s a pet Collar.”
“Why? I’m not a pet!”
Milly fumbled frantically, trying to undo the Collar.
But Filusha snapped her fingers.
“Yaaah!——”
A sudden electric shock made Milly scream.
Her body tingled all over; her legs went weak and she collapsed onto the bed.
“Well? Do you still want to resist big sister?” Filusha’s voice was cheerful. “Come now, pose nicely and make big sister happy.”
“I—I won’t!——Yaaah!——”
The current surged through her; Milly trembled violently. Who knew how long it lasted before finally easing. Tears welled in her eyes, and she no longer had the will to resist.
“Hurry up and pose cutely!~~”
“Uuuh, so unfair!……”
Milly stopped hiding and let her hands fall, displaying her whole body for Filusha. She bit her lip, tears soaking the blindfold, but she refused to cry out loud.
Uuuh, it was so shameful and unbearable—why did things turn out like this!
If this was a nightmare, please, just let her wake up soon!
“Wow, the Saintess is truly enticing~~”
Filusha traced circles on Milly’s body, deeply interested in her reactions. Then she slowly leaned in, savoring the process of conquering Milly.
Filusha swept her hair back, smiling faintly, and crawled back onto the bed. Milly tried to dodge, but the bed was small, and the electric shocks had left her limp.
Filusha pinned her wrist, a teasing look on her face.
“Let me taste the flavor of a Saintess, shall I?”
“You… What are you going to do…”
“At this point, you can’t possibly not know, right?” Filusha lifted Milly’s chin. “Saintess, you’re still pure, aren’t you?”
Of course she was—Milly had guarded her chastity, waiting for the destined older sister, to give herself to her when their hearts finally united.
Now, she was about to lose her purity.
Milly felt so wronged—she didn’t want to speak, but she didn’t want to let Filusha have the satisfaction either. So, gritting her teeth, she growled:
“Who’s going to tell you!……”
“If you won’t say, I’ll just have to check for myself.”
“You!——Mm!……”
Filusha forcibly stole Milly’s lips.
Milly screamed in pain, her cry filled with helplessness. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but Filusha showed no pity—if anything, her actions became even more wanton.
“I definitely won’t let you get away with this!……”
She couldn’t submit—no matter if her purity was taken, she would never yield!
When dawn broke, Filusha climbed down from the bed.
She stretched luxuriously, then glanced back with a smile at Milly on the bed.
“To think the Saintess could be so shy?~~”
At first, Milly resisted, but after the Charm Drug took hold and her instincts took over, she began to respond to Filusha, much to Filusha’s satisfaction.
Filusha licked her lips, not quite satisfied yet.
But soon, her expression turned cold.
She couldn’t allow herself to feel anything for the Saintess—not even physical pleasure. This was about vengeance, vengeance for the hundreds of witch companions!
She would humiliate the Saintess thoroughly—make her wish she were dead!
From the Black Vortex, Filusha took out her outer coat and put it on unhurriedly.
“Saintess, big sister will come play with you again tomorrow, okay?”
She gazed at Milly with interest, anticipating her flustered reaction—but Milly’s mind was dazed, and she didn’t respond at all.
With a cold snort and a smile, Filusha left.
As the cell door slammed shut, Milly’s shoulders trembled.
She quickly lost consciousness and slipped once again into a deep sleep.