Mu Xi weakly lowered her head, her slender shoulders trembling slightly.
She knew that resisting would only bring harsher punishment; besides, within this Manor, Ye Lan’s word was absolute command.
“I understand, Master, I will wear it.” she said softly, her voice as fragile as flower petals swaying in the wind.
Ye Lan nodded with satisfaction, her slender fingers gently caressing Mu Xi’s chin.
“Now, pick out a pair of shoes.” she ordered, a glint of anticipation flashing in her eyes.
Mu Xi hesitated for a moment, then walked toward the shoe cabinet.
Her gaze fell on a pair of high heels.
Though she’d never had such troubles as a man, at this moment her dissatisfaction with her mere one and a half meter height was all the more pronounced, hoping the heels might make up for it a bit.
Ye Lan did not object to her choice.
But before Mu Xi could breathe a sigh of relief, Master had already taken out a pair of semi-transparent high heels from the cabinet.
The material was peculiar—it didn’t reflect light, yet it allowed outsiders to see everything inside clearly.
Every toe, every inch of Mu Xi’s arch would be exposed without the slightest concealment.
“Put them on.” Ye Lan’s voice was unquestionable.
Mu Xi bit her lower lip, gingerly sliding her slender feet into the shoes.
Looking down at her feet, now completely “on display” in the transparent heels, a hard-to-describe sense of shame surged up within her.
She gave a bitter smile in her heart: ‘Making me wear this so-called lingerie that can hardly be called clothing, and then pair it with these utterly revealing transparent high heels, why doesn’t Ye Lan just make me perform naked on stage?’
At least that would be more honest.
But these words she only dared to grumble inwardly; on her face, she still wore an obedient expression, not daring to show the slightest discontent.
Ye Lan turned gracefully, her slender fingers picking up the crystal glass on the table and holding it out before Mu Xi.
“Drink it.” Her voice was smooth, yet carried an unyielding command.
Mu Xi took the glass and obediently drank it in one go.
The cool liquid slid down her throat—she didn’t dare resist at all.
Ye Lan immediately poured another glass, her lips curling up, eyes full of expectation as she looked at Mu Xi.
“Continue.” Ye Lan commanded.
Mu Xi frowned in confusion, but still obediently drank the second glass of water.
“From now on, every five minutes, you must drink a glass of water.” Ye Lan announced, her almond-shaped eyes glinting with mischief.
A chill ran through Mu Xi’s heart—she sensed immediately that this was no good omen.
Her instincts told her that Ye Lan was targeting her bladder.
Sure enough, Ye Lan’s slender fingers gently caressed Mu Xi’s cheek, her voice low and seductive: “Before tonight’s performance ends, you’re not allowed to use the bathroom. Even if you feel the urge, you must hold it. Do you understand?”
Mu Xi’s silvery hair quivered slightly, and she instantly understood Ye Lan’s intention.
During tonight’s performance, if the Vibrator installed on her suddenly vibrated, together with her full bladder, she might lose control in front of everyone…
Urine would trickle down those semi-transparent high heels, right before countless eyes.
The thought made Mu Xi shudder, her body trembling involuntarily.
This was a humiliation Ye Lan had carefully orchestrated; once it happened, it would only bring even harsher punishment—a never-ending cycle of shame.
But as Ye Lan’s pet, she had no choice but to nod lightly, her slender shoulders sinking, a hint of despair flickering in her eyes.
“I understand, Master.” Mu Xi said softly, her voice as tiny as a mosquito’s, all the more pitiful.
***
After Ye Lan left, Mu Xi let out a long breath, her slender body relaxing just a little.
She immediately began practicing alone, starting with basic vocal scales.
Her clear voice echoed through the spacious room, and gradually the notes became more smooth and natural.
When practice paused for a moment, she found herself walking to the floor-length mirror.
Her nearly naked appearance was reflected in the glass.
The semi-transparent black lace hardly covered any secrets, and the metal chains swayed gently with her breath, giving off a faint sound.
A blush instantly colored Mu Xi’s cheeks, her silvery hair quivering lightly.
She turned around shyly, her delicate toes clearly visible beneath the transparent heels.
“Standing on stage like this…”
It felt as if the staff’s burning gazes had already pierced through time and space, landing on every inch of her skin.
How would they look at her?
Those stares would make her feel as if she were standing naked under the spotlight.
Mu Xi lightly bit her lower lip, her chest rising and falling with rapid breaths.
Her feet in the transparent shoes shifted uneasily, her toes curling involuntarily.
But as Mu Xi, as a girl, she could only be forced to accept all of this.
A long sigh escaped her lips.
She lowered her head, looking at her now unfamiliar body, silently encouraging herself.
Endurance—this was a skill she had to master.
No matter how many traps and humiliations Ye Lan set for her, she had to bear it, waiting for the right moment.
Her silver hair floated lightly as she turned, the scent of milk and perfume mingling in the air.
She had to keep practicing, to prepare for tonight’s performance, no matter how humiliating it was.
Time flowed silently like water; outside, the bright blue sky had already darkened to deep ink.
Mu Xi stood before the floor-length mirror, scrutinizing her nearly bare appearance one last time, her heart thumping like a drum.
She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves.
This was her second time appearing before the crowd like this; the shame nearly drowned her.
The door was gently pushed open—Ye Lan walked in elegantly.
Tonight, she wore a form-fitting dark red gown, her skin as pale as snow, those almond eyes flashing dangerously.
“Turn around.” Ye Lan ordered.
Mu Xi obediently spun, the metal chains making a faint clinking sound with her movements.
Her skin beneath the lace was faintly visible under the lights, the crystal embellishments at the hem of the dress sparkling alluringly.
Ye Lan’s gaze swept over Mu Xi’s body as if it had physical substance, the corners of her lips curling up.
She extended her slender fingers, gently lifting Mu Xi’s chin.
“Very good, my little pet. Tonight you will be the focus of everyone’s attention.” Ye Lan’s voice was low and full of temptation.
“Remember our agreement, you are not allowed to use the bathroom.”
Mu Xi could already feel her bladder swelling slightly, and she bit her lower lip.
Ye Lan had made her drink so much water just for this moment.
“Yes, Master.” Mu Xi replied softly.
Ye Lan nodded with satisfaction, pulling a small remote from her pocket and playing with it in her hand.
The sight of the remote made Mu Xi shudder involuntarily—that was the device that controlled the Vibrator inside her.
“Let’s go, the staff in the banquet hall are all waiting to admire my treasure.”
Ye Lan took Mu Xi’s hand, her fingertips gently stroking the inside of Mu Xi’s wrist and she said, “Your performance tonight is sure to amaze them all.”
Mu Xi followed Ye Lan out of the room, every step making her toes clearly visible in the transparent high heels.
The corridor lights shone on her, making the semi-transparent lingerie appear even more revealing.
“You know,” Ye Lan suddenly stopped, pinching her delicate chin, the corners of her mouth curled in a playful smile, yet her voice was surprisingly gentle, “I really am liking you more and more.”
She continued in a mocking tone, “Look at you, my little beauty, dressed like this—you’re simply a work of art.”
Ye Lan’s fingers gently brushed Mu Xi’s cheek.
“Your shameful expression is more precious than any jewel. I truly wish I could treasure it forever.”