Lilith leaned over Neko's ears, her hot breath making the boy shiver involuntarily.
"Have you returned to the world of the living yet, my sweet kitten?" she whispered in a honeyed voice, her hand once again slowly, almost lazily, beginning to stroke his small, still-sensitive member.
"Nnn-ahhh..." Neko let out a high, defenseless moan that echoed off the walls of the room.
Seeking support, he buried his head in her ample breasts, feeling the chill of the luxury fabric against his cheek and the soothing beat of the Queen's heart. Seeing this total surrender, Lilith's smile widened even further.
She began to pour more humiliating words into his ear, calling him her little, useless toy who only knew how to soil her furniture.
Neko couldn't deny it. Instead, he moaned again, louder and more desperately. Even though only a few moments had passed since his previous peak, he felt a wave of bliss swelling in his lower abdomen once more.
His breath became heavy, ragged, and irregular, and his cat ears pulsed in time with his heartbeat. And then, just as he was nearly at the edge, Lilith suddenly let go of him completely.
Neko jerked his head up, his disoriented gaze meeting Lilith's eyes. The Queen looked at him with an expression of feigned surprise, beneath which lurked pure malice.
"What's the matter, tiny thing?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. "Why have you stopped moaning?"
Neko, maddened by the sudden void, instinctively grabbed her shoulders, his cat ears drooping in a gesture of ultimate resignation.
"Please... Mistress... please..." he gasped, looking at her imploringly. "You know perfectly well what I mean..."
Lilith felt herself practically squealing with delight inside.
God, he is unearthly sweet when he begs for it so piteously! she thought, barely restraining herself from pouncing on him and kissing away every drop of sweat from his forehead.
Outwardly, however, her face remained stern and unmoved. She shook her head, pursing her lips in a gesture of disapproval.
"You must express yourself clearly, my dear. I can't read minds, after all," she announced in a grave, cold tone.
Neko immediately understood the game. Lilith wanted to hear all the words that so deeply wounded his pride.
For a brief moment, he fought with himself; the effect of [Hunger for Closeness] had dimmed slightly after the first orgasm, giving him a moment of sobriety. However, the memory of the overwhelming pleasure and the warmth of Lilith's hand, which he still felt on his skin, ultimately won out.
Neko clenched his fingers into the delicate material of Lilith's robes so hard his knuckles turned white. He felt every second of silence amplify the burning tension in his lower abdomen. He looked up, meeting her golden, predatory eyes, which seemed to pierce right through him.
"I'm waiting, tiny thing," Lilith whispered, lazily toying with a lock of his pink hair. "What did you want to say to your Mistress so badly? What is this little, horny kitten feeling?"
Neko swallowed hard, his voice a barely audible tremor.
"I... I am just a... small, useless kitten," he began, his cheeks burning purple.
"Is that all?" Lilith arched a brow, disappointment etching itself onto her face. "I hear such things from any common slave in the dungeons. Be more... honest. Tell me about what you have between your legs."
Neko trembled, feeling tears of shame gather beneath his eyelids.
"My... my manhood... is pathetic," he whimpered, his cat ears flattening completely. "It is so s-small that Mistress only needs two fingers to cover the whole thing... I don't even deserve to call it a cock... it's just a small, sweet clit that only exists for you to p-play with."
Lilith leaned lower, her bust nearly covering his face entirely.
"And what else? What does this 'clit' do when I'm not touching it?"
"It... it pulses with despair, Mistress!" Neko nearly screamed, letting go of the brakes. "I am so pathetically submissive that your whisper is enough to make this small thing want to explode! I am nothing compared to your wives... I'm just a pink kitten who soils your desk with his juices because he can't control himself!"
"Good..." Lilith murmured, her hand hovering millimeters from his member again. "Who is your owner, Neko? Who are you doing all this for?"
"Only for you, Mistress Lilith!" Neko began to pour out the words in a love-sick trance. "I don't want Bovina, I don't want anyone else! I only want you to have me... for you to hold this small, funny thing in your fingers and show me what a horny kitten I am! I beg you... Mistress... please, bring your small, insignificant kitten to the peak! Let everyone know that I am only Your Kitten!"
Lilith let out a pearly laugh, her eyes blazing with triumph.
"See? I knew you could be honest," she said, and her hand finally, after the long torture, clamped back down on his pulsing member. "Since you want to be my little toy so badly, then so be it."
Neko arched in a bow as her thumb began once again to rhythmically rub his glans, perfectly fitting his small size.
"Miiiiaaaa-haaaa!" Neko moaned loudly, feeling himself approach the edge once more. "Yes, Mistress! Yes! I am... I am your little... pink horny kitten! P-please... harder!"
Lilith accelerated, her whisper becoming diabolical again.
"Look at this, Neko. My two fingers... that's all it takes for you to lose your mind. You were made so that I could hold you in one hand and do with you as I please. Say it!"
"I was made... for your hand, Mistress!" Neko shouted, squirming on her lap. "I am... small... and... yours! A-ahhh! Nnnn!"
Neko was at the very brink, his body shaking in spasms, his eyes nearly rolling back from the sensory overload. He waited only for that one, final movement that would bring him release.
However, instead of an explosion of bliss, he felt a sudden, unnatural jerk, as if a heavy, magical gate had slammed shut inside him.
"Agh! Nnn-haaa??" he moaned sharply, not understanding what was happening.
Before he could catch his breath, Lilith's hand flared with a blue, frosty light. In a single second, the heat that was consuming him was replaced by a piercing, gargantuan cold.
"MIIIIIIIIAAAAAAU!" Neko let out a shrill, painful shriek that pierced the room's silence.
He began to struggle violently on her lap. An icy chill enveloped his small member, nearly crushing it. He felt Lilith's hand become coated in a layer of ice, pinning his "clit" to his body.
Neko kicked his legs, trying to escape the scorching frost, but the Queen's grip was relentless. Within seconds, all the excitement he had built up evaporated, replaced by shivering from the cold. He felt his member shrink violently under the influence of the ice, nearly vanishing into his body.
Lilith, with incredible dexterity, seized the moment. A quick, metallic click rang out in the room as the cage snapped shut on his crotch once again.
Neko froze. Only after a moment did he lift his head, looking at Lilith with a gaze full of shock and disbelief. He looked down at his metal armor, then back at her, his cat ears drooping so low they nearly clung to his skull.
"Why?" he asked in a quiet, incredibly sad voice. "Mistress... I was a good boy. I said everything... I did the assignment... why did you lock me up again?"
Lilith smiled, the same malicious spark he had seen earlier flashing in her eyes. She stroked his damp cheek with her thumb, her smile becoming almost tender for a moment, though still laced with predation.
"I really enjoyed our game today, sweetie," she whispered, looking straight into his teary eyes. "And I agree, you were a very good and obedient kitten with me."
Neko felt a momentary relief, but it lasted only a second. Lilith took his chin in her delicate hands and, with a slow, commanding motion, guided his head so that he looked toward the two shoes he had so carelessly kicked off his feet earlier.
"Darling... what is that?" she asked rhetorically, her voice suddenly turning colder.
"M-my shoes... for the outfit," Neko answered quietly, a mounting knot forming in his stomach.
Lilith nodded, sliding her fingers along his jawline.
"Exactly. If I remember correctly, I already taught you how you should treat the gifts you receive." Her eyes narrowed slightly. "You, however, instead of caring for them, scattered them anywhere on the floor, as if they were common trash and not a gift straight from my heart."
Neko's eyes widened sharply. A surge of panic hit him, and he immediately tried to slide off her lap.
"I'm sorry! I... I'll clean them up right now! I'm doing it now, Mistress!" he blurted out, desperate to fix the mistake.
But before he could even touch his foot to the rug, Lilith grabbed him by the scruff of the neck with a swift, strong motion. She settled him back on her lap, but this time she turned him to face her, so he had to look directly into her stern countenance.
"You'll deal with that later," she clipped, shaking her head.
"What you felt a moment ago... that sudden cold and the return of the cage... treat it as a lesson. I want you to respect the gifts you get next time, and remember that every gesture from my side requires respect from you. Do we understand each other?"
Neko lowered his gaze, feeling the last hope of release tonight finally flicker out. It was over.
"Yes, Mistress..." he nodded sadly.
Seeing his dejection, Lilith let out a soft sigh and hugged him to her chest for a moment, stroking his pink hair.
"I really wanted to play with my sweet kitten much longer today," she confessed, her voice carrying a note of authentic regret. "I like our games together very much, too, Neko."
Neko looked up at her, a spark of hope flashing in his eyes. "In that case... maybe we could at least..." he began timidly.
Lilith immediately raised a finger, placing it on his lips and silencing him mid-word.
"Kitten, don't push your luck. You know well that you made a mistake, and mistakes in this castle have a price. Don't ruin the rest of the evening with unnecessary bargaining."
The boy merely nodded in resignation. Lilith, seeing the lesson had been absorbed, sighed and gently set him down from her lap straight onto the soft rug.
Neko stood there barefoot, in nothing but the shirt and his exposed cock in the pink cage, feeling strangely small in the gargantuan chamber.
"Do you want to take a bath?" she asked, adjusting her royal robes.
Neko nodded. Warm water seemed like the only salvation for his exhausted body right now.
"Good," Lilith smiled gently. "I'll go prepare the water. In the meantime, you can pick up those sweet little shoes of yours and put them away neatly. Remember, Neko... respect for what I give you is respect for me."
With those words, the Queen turned and headed toward the luxury bathroom, leaving Neko alone at the desk, where the sheets of his homework still glistened with the white stains of his own downfall.