A magnificent palace stood in the center of the Imperial Capital. Twelve stone pillars adorned with pure gold reliefs supported the end of a snow-white stone portico, where a statue of a paladin holding a sword, carved from a single piece of expensive white jade, stood. Above the steps lay the beautiful entrance to the palace.
Strangely, no guards were permitted to enter such a beautiful palace. Despite being the residence of the Saintess and the resting place of that god-like existence, absolutely no one had the right to enter and meet with her. Perhaps only those of Cardinal rank could see her and receive her commands.
However, even though she never showed her face, her name echoed throughout the world. If the now-defunct cults were to hear her name, they would willingly surrender and never touch the bizarre things of the abyss again.
She was Saintess Sathya.
Yet no one knew that the reason Saintess Sathya never left her doors was incredibly simple.
Inside the palace, it was actually just a renovated personal residence, as cozy and warm as a private manor dozens of times larger. Once the crucifixes and various holy decorations were removed, it lost the style influenced by the Church.
What's more, Sathya did not like to turn on the lights. Any high-ranking Church official pacing outside her door would find that there was no light at all inside this palace...
But in reality, what Sathya was doing was extremely simple.
In a pitch-black room covered with mattresses and chains, her beloved girl had her limbs bound by chains. She sat on her knees on the bed, her eyes blindfolded, shivering from time to time due to the restraint on her limbs.
Her arms, pulled upward and bound behind her back, were like jade branches wrapped in silk. The girl sat with her soft legs folded inward on the bed, a shocking shackle binding her fair ankles.
A white shirt and a small skirt seemed to be the only dignity her master had left for her. Yet, the girl would not flee in a panic even if her restraints were undone, because Sathya, the master of this house, would never let her go.
“Ah... Little Ya, Little Ya, stop...” Tina mumbled.
Her once-arrogant dragon pupils, which used to glow in the dark, now held only a yearning for forgiveness. Even her tail was fixed in place by chains, making it difficult to move. With a slender finger pressing down on her waist, she was pinned beneath a warm, sweet-scented girl.
That girl, Sathya, also revealed her cross-shaped pupils, constantly reminding her beloved sister Tina of their respective identities.
Before the receding waves could settle, a new surge of turbulent tides pushed Tina's sanity to the shore, making it impossible to return.
“Ahhh...”
“Little Ya, I... I know, I know I was wrong... I'm so... sorry... Ha...”
A blush spread across Tina's face. She struggled with all her might, but it was entirely in vain. Every possibility of resistance had been completely restricted by Sathya, leaving only her trembling legs, which couldn't even stop the other girl's two soft fingers.
This happened every single day.
“Don't... go on...” Tina forced these words out of her whimpering throat.
But today, Sathya's desires seemed even greater than before...
She tugged at the brightest chain around Tina's neck, seemingly waiting for Tina to make a soft sound before letting go, all while whispering in her ear.
“Sister Tina, does it feel painful?”
Did this dummy Sathya not realize that binding someone was actually a very terrifying thing to do?
“Well, not... really...” Tina said.
In truth, she wasn't lying.
Unlike typical imprisonment and torture, the tightness of these chains didn't actually cause much pain. It was just a slight sense of restraint, almost like... some kind of strange play?
This dummy.
But if one were to say Sathya wasn't being serious, Tina indeed had no way of escaping from here.
“Sister Tina, this is the only way I could think of,” Sathya said with a smile. “Is there anything you want to eat? Did I put too much salt in the food at noon?”
“No, I thought it tasted pretty good.”
“Really? I used to make these for you all the time. I'm glad you're not tired of it. It's just that I have to ask Velrose to help me get the ingredients.”
As she spoke, she took out an energy sphere glowing with an orange light from a box behind her.
Sathya placed the energy sphere against her lips. Once Tina took it into her mouth, Sathya gently caressed her cheek.
“Eat it.”
“Gulp... Yes... Master.”
“...”
Although she had no idea what was happening in the outside world and no one was allowed to visit her, the defeat of the Church was obvious.
With a click, all the chains on Tina's body were unlocked, except for the collar around her neck.
The feeling of her body being released was actually quite nice. She could stretch her tail and wings. Perhaps because her evolution was still incomplete, she couldn't retract these parts into her body to disguise herself as a human.
As a result, she could still clearly feel her scales, tail, and other features. This made her body feel a bit strange, or rather, counterintuitive. But over time, she had grown used to both her tail and wings.
By now, Tina treated them like another arm, or perhaps a leg? Tina couldn't quite tell.
Right now, only her hands could barely transform from dragon claws back into human hands, which was more convenient. But before she could even reach that point, she had been imprisoned by Sathya and turned into what she was now.
It had already been two weeks like this.
The moment she sat up, Sathya began to gently wipe away the small water droplets and wet marks on her thighs and lower abdomen with her hand.
Speaking of which, Tina also felt a bit strange.
She was originally someone who would become very irritable when touched by others, but she didn't know when it started—as long as it was Sathya touching her, she didn't feel any annoyance. It was like... in the past, when their relationship was still stiff, or when they were children, she would get incredibly nervous when her waist was caressed. Now, other than her face feeling burning hot, she didn't feel anything particularly unusual.
Although Sathya had untied her again, it wasn't actually to let her leave.
She had two hours of activity time every day. During this period, she still couldn't walk out of this specific room. Perhaps this was just the little mercy Sathya had left.
This didn't last very long.
Half an hour later, Sathya personally carried her back to the bed, binding her collar and limbs with the chains once more.
And after that...
It was just more continuous, endless demands.
Sathya's holy robe was casually tossed onto the floor, a habit that stood in stark contrast to the otherwise tidy room.
Her slender fingers began to wander across Tina's back, holding her scales and gently smoothing them out like caressing a kitten.
Her waist was being touched again...
Sathya's hands were very warm. Soon, they slid down along her skin, which was not yet completely dry. A soft, wet sensation came from her ear, a sudden feeling that Tina couldn't react to at all.
“Ah...”
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