A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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Stimulated and captivated by Saint Karina's massage techniques, Melissa arched her back and gasped for breath.

Seeing Melissa's reaction, Santa Karina was quite pleased with her handiwork and said with a mischievous grin, "Are you very satisfied, Melissa?"

"I...yes, I enjoyed it..."

She bit her lip to avoid making any strange noises when she spoke, and answered shyly.

She was honest with Saint Karina, and even though her face was redder than boiled shrimp, she refused to lie to Saint Karina.

Melissa is thin-skinned, but very loyal.

"Yes, that's right. Don't be so reserved with me. I'm your master, and I won't laugh at you. I love hearing your voice. You can call out a few more times. We haven't played like this in a long time, and we've been this close, right?"

Like tempting an innocent child, Saint Karina cast out the bait, gently coaxing her with a soft voice.

"Life these days has been so boring, but it's different now. I'm going to change all that at sea, starting with you. And I'm going to make all your troubles fly to the ends of the earth~ I'm your master, hehehe."

"Hmm... Master, I'm really touched that you care about me so much."

This little fool has taken the bait.

"Of course I care about you, my little darling. I care about you more than anyone else on this ship, including your physical and mental health, and every aspect of your comfort on board. You know I don't want you to suffer."

Then, Saint Karina had Melissa raise her hands and lie on the bed in a bound position.

Her horns were dark, but her skin was as smooth and delicate as white porcelain. Her eyes were moist as she looked at Saint Karina with affectionate eyes, longing for further progress.

"Great, you look even cuter like this."

Saint Karina admired her masterpiece, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Melissa was lying naked on her bed, her wrists bound by a rough hemp rope, though she could easily free herself if she wanted to.

The rough hemp rope left faint red marks on Melissa's delicate skin.

However, Santa Karina also put a pair of black stockings on her, which went past her knees and reached mid-thigh.

This looks even more tempting.

"A feast for the eyes," the phrase popped into Santa Karina's mind.

The room's light shone down, accentuating Melissa's curves and highlighting her breasts, which were impossible to ignore even when she lay flat.

The cherries were trembling slightly, longing for their owner's touch and to be picked.

Cherry is a perennial woody plant belonging to the genus Prunus in the family Rosaceae. Its bark is grayish-white, its branches are grayish-brown or grayish-brown, its young branches are green, its leaves are ovate, its inflorescence is umbel-shaped, its petals are obovate, and it is white or pink. Its fruit is nearly spherical and turns red when ripe.

Flowering period is from March to April, and fruiting period is from May to June. The Compendium of Materia Medica records: "Its buds are like pearls, hence the name cherry. Xu Shen also called it 'yingtao', which means it is eaten by orioles, hence the name 'hantao', which is also acceptable." Thus, it got its name from cherry.

"Master, why did you tie me up?"

"Because I want to do it..."

Santa Karina blinked, her eyes filled with desire. Watching Melissa with her legs spread apart, salty sweat slowly seeping from her thighs, stirred something within her.

"Or, you don't want to do this anymore, and you want me to let go of your hand so you can do your own thing? Would it be better to stop here?"

"No...no...Master..."

She was getting anxious; she was afraid that Santa Karina would just leave or abandon her.

"It's not that I don't want to be tied up, of course, only when you treat me like this, Master. In fact, I feel comfortable no matter what you do, Master. It's just... Master, I'm very obedient, I won't run away, so why are you tying me up?"

Her eyes became even more moist, and her whole being looked more radiant.

"Master, you know I love you the most."

"I love you too, I cherish you very much. And that's why I tied you up, don't you know why?"

"I...I don't understand what you mean, Master. Are you saying that tying me up like this is actually a way of showing me love?"

She was confused.

"Yes, of course I'm taking care of you. Okay, since you don't understand, I'll just tell you straight. I tied you up so you could rest for a while. If your hands are tied, you won't be thinking about pleasing me."

“Master… I, I’m really touched. I didn’t know you cared about me so much. I think you really love me, but I also really want to please you. I like pleasing you.”

“I know you’re the most capable person, whether in the bedroom or elsewhere, but I don’t want to be. I don’t want to trouble you; instead, I want to trouble you.”

Now that things have come to this point, Melissa, being no blockhead, naturally understands what Saint Karina means.

Saint Karina followed the curves of Melissa's body, using the slightest movement to ignite a wildfire; even the gentle touch of her fingers elicited a tremendous reaction from Melissa.

"I will let you enjoy yourself and leave all your worries behind."

"Hmm... Master, I fully feel your affection for me."

Melissa's body trembled with every movement of her fingertips and every tiny detail.

She fully felt her master's love for her.

"Hehe, that's one aspect of it. But... on the other hand, I think you're more aesthetically pleasing when you're tied up like this. You're beautiful, Melissa."

Saint Karina gave a malicious, wicked laugh.

However, this malice did not cause any real harm; it was merely a mischievous act.

She began massaging Melissa's feminine strength, using every trick in the book to relentlessly exploit that area, squeezing out the sounds and sobs that Saint Karina longed to hear from her mouth.

Melissa's hands were pinned above her head, so Saint Karina could do whatever she wanted without any restrictions, because Melissa couldn't push herself away either.

"Humph."

Saint Karina was in a good mood.

Because Melissa's soothing sobs were simply too beautiful to hear.

"Waaah... Master, you've really gone too far. You're so sadistic."

She let out a mournful sob.

"Of course, in fact, there's nothing easier to forget your worries than this method."

Saint Karina continued massaging Melissa's feminine strength. She kneaded them like dough, and Melissa emitted sweet, ecstatic sounds.

In fact, this reminded Santa Karina of the pumpkin pancakes and steamed buns she used to make for the children at the orphanage.

The children in the orphanage ate the simplest food every day, and they would get tired of it. At that time, Saint Karina's own financial situation was also very poor, so she could only use the same ingredients to make different dishes to cook delicious food for the children.

Ingredients: Pumpkin, flour, yeast. These are such simple ingredients; we even skimped on white sugar because it's expensive, and the pumpkin itself is sweet—it's a sweet pumpkin. Plus, the flour has a slightly sweet, malty flavor after chewing.

Saint Karina still remembers the method of making it back then; it wasn't complicated, it was very simple.

First, peel and slice the pumpkin, then steam it in a steamer until cooked.

Mash the steamed pumpkin into a puree, let it cool to lukewarm, then add the yeast and stir well.

Add enough flour to form a smooth dough, and let it rest until it doubles in size. Divide the rested dough into small, evenly sized balls, and then knead each one until smooth.

Roll the dough into an oval shape, brush the surface with oil to prevent sticking, and then fold the oiled side inwards.

Use a scraper to press out marks, then pinch the two sides together.

After the shaped shell-shaped steamed buns have risen a second time, steam them over high heat until cooked through. The two sides can be opened, making it easy to stuff fillings inside.

It's shaped like a steamed bun inside, and you can put pickled vegetables or other jarred dishes in it, and occasionally you can put some minced meat in. That's how the children in the orphanage celebrate their holidays.

"Then let's continue~ And isn't this exactly what you've been waiting for?"

Saint Karina snapped out of her reverie and focused her attention back on the "delicious food".

"That's more like it. I know you actually like it when I do this, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't need to twist so much."

Saint Karina increased the force in her hands even more.

This movement caused Melissa's back to arch and her legs to spread even wider.

"My God, it seems that just this kind of touching is no longer enough for you."

Saint Karina's gaze swept over Melissa with an aggressive intensity as she looked at her parted legs, a scheme forming in her mind.

A poet from the ancient Chinese kingdom of Xia once praised a woman with cherry-like lips, describing her as having "cherry-like lips and a willow-like waist." In Western culture, cherries represent many beautiful things and also imply cherishing; their English transliteration, "cherry," means to treasure.

In fact, cherry trees are deciduous trees, 2-6 meters tall, with grayish-white bark. The twigs are grayish-brown, and the young branches are green, hairless or sparsely pubescent.

The winter buds are oval and hairless.

The leaves are ovate or oblong-ovate, 5-12 cm long and 3-5 cm wide, with an acuminate or caudate-acuminate apex, a rounded base, and sharp double serrations on the margins, with small glands at the tips of the teeth. The upper surface is dark green and nearly glabrous, while the lower surface is pale green with sparse soft hairs along the veins or between the veins. There are 9-11 pairs of lateral veins.

The petiole is 0.7-1.5 cm long, sparsely pubescent, with 1 or 2 large glands at the apex; the stipules are caducous, lanceolate, and pinnately lobed with glandular teeth.

The inflorescence is corymbose or nearly umbellate, with 3-6 flowers that open before the leaves; the involucre is obovate-elliptic, brown, about 5 mm long and 3 mm wide, with glandular teeth on the margin.

The pedicels are 0.8-1.9 cm long and sparsely pubescent; the calyx tube is campanulate, 3-6 mm long and 2-3 mm wide, sparsely pubescent on the outside; the sepals are triangular-ovate or ovate-oblong, with an acute or obtuse apex and entire margins, and are half or more than half the length of the calyx tube.

The petals are white, ovate, with a concave or bifid tip; there are 30-35 stamens, up to 50 in cultivated varieties. The style is nearly as long as the stamens and is glabrous.

核果近球形，红色，直径0.9-1.3厘米。花期3-4月，果期5-6月。

Melissa's cherry should be classified as a Golden Red cherry. The fruit is spherical or heart-shaped with a flat or slightly pointed tip. The skin is golden red, the flesh is thick and dense, and it is sweet, making it ideal for making candied fruit. The finished product is bright and translucent, very beautiful. It is currently an excellent variety for processing and ripens in mid-May.

"Do you want me to touch you there? Besides my feminine advantages, I also have a lot of experience picking cherries that grow in secluded paths."

Saint Karina suggested.

"No, Master...I can't..."

She hesitated, probably because it had been too long since she had done it, and she found it difficult to break through her psychological defenses.

"You can't? You can't what? Can't you control yourself?"

"No...no, Master, that's not what I meant...um..."

"Then what do you mean?"

Saint Karina deliberately teased her, asking a question she already knew the answer to.

"Yes...it's because I am your servant, and I cannot give you orders for you to serve me, my master..."

Although she was already moved, she remained reserved and rational.

Her eyes were watery, and the way she was tied up excited Santa Karina even more. It was like her most beloved dog, whom she had carefully raised, was being tied up, waiting for its owner to pamper it.

The dog was shy, but the more shy it was, the better it was than something easily obtained, which further fueled Saint Karina's violent desires.

"Who said you can't order me around?"

"But……"

"Fine, I'm not interested in forcing people. If you don't want it, I'm leaving. What a killjoy."

Saint Karina is blatantly lying; she has forced others to do this more than once.

She has already made a handful of women bound by the Holy Sword Pact. And that number will likely increase in the future.

So, the despicable woman deliberately withdrew her hand from Melissa's body, stroked her face, making Melissa feel itchy all over her body, including her face, before getting up without hesitation. She seemed to have withdrawn her hand without a second thought, as if it were all over.

Saint Karina remained calm and composed, but Melissa was quite different.

"Well then, I'll be going..."

Saint Karina deliberately wore a gloomy expression, as if her mood had been dampened.

She even forgot that Melissa was still tied up by her, because Saint Karina couldn't even be bothered to look at her again.

"no, do not want……"

Seeing Santa Karina's retreating figure, ready to leave without hesitation, Melissa was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and she cried out in distress.

Her voice was filled with panic and despair; she even tried to get up and grab Saint Karina's hand. However, the rope was quite tight and had been imbued with Saint Karina's holy power, making it difficult for Melissa to break free.

There was nothing she could do.

In fact, Melissa had forgotten to think about why Saint Karina had bestowed holy power upon her, and whether it was intentional.

Saint Karina was doing it on purpose, of course. The little devil inside her was practically laughing out loud. She was very confident in her skills; she had tied Melissa up very tightly, and there was no way she could break free.

"Please... Master, don't go..."

She's already been teased to this extent.

Melissa couldn't even imagine what she would have become if Saint Karina hadn't been able to vent her anger.

"Master, please don't leave me here alone... I beg you."

Melissa had no time to maintain her composure and had adopted a very humble attitude.

In fact, upon hearing Melissa's plea, Saint Karina knew her scheme had succeeded. She turned back, looked at Melissa bound to the bed, and smiled with satisfaction.