"Of course not!" Celes was somewhat flustered, wrapping her arms around Lucas's neck in a placating manner. "That's just a lingerie set, the whip is merely decorative. At most… it would only be used a few times on Carmena's big tits…"
"Is that so?" Lucas asked knowingly. "Then why wear the lingerie?"
"Doesn't the sex slave manual say that to better serve the Master, a sex slave must actively enhance her appeal, such as by wearing all kinds of seductive outfits?" Celes actually rolled her eyes slightly. "Has the Master already forgotten what he himself wrote?"
Faced with Celes's blatant "insolence," Lucas felt no anger.
He knew this meant the long-legged beauty had subconsciously accepted the master–slave relationship between them, gradually letting down her guard.
"Then why tag Sarah?" Though not angry, the training could not stop. Lucas continued pressing, "Are you wearing it for me to see, or for Sarah?"
