A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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What followed was a long and tedious period of time spent at sea.

"Your leg is better now, you can stand up and try walking."

Because of the pleasurable things she had done with the captain, Saint Karina did not use the Holy Sword on Virginie.

However, to prevent the other party from having the urge to rush up and strangle her, Saint Karina did not unlock Virginia's handcuffs and instead blindfolded her.

This restriction was intended to put pressure on Virginia, making her understand that she was the one in control and couldn't cause any trouble.

"Um...why, do it this way?"

Virginia was having trouble speaking; a round object was stuffed into her mouth, but it wasn't too big and was tied up, so she could manage to speak as long as she ignored the uncontrollable drooling.

"Suck it..."

"pat..."

His breathing gradually became heavier.

The field of vision was almost completely dark; I couldn't see anything.

Tension, repression, excitement.

My heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest.

"Alright, listen to my command. First, crawl forward ten steps, then spin around three times. Once the dizziness subsides, crawl forward five more steps. Be careful not to fall or bump your head on anything, that will hurt a lot."

While giving orders, Saint Karina also reminded the other party to be careful.

"Damn it! If you're worried I'll fall or bump into something, then don't let me leave, or at least take off the black cloth!"

Virginia didn't want to walk like a cripple, leaning against the wall.

Even though she's no longer lame, she wants to walk like a normal person. She is lame, not blind.

Saint Karina was not lying to her. The other party said that the holy water of the saint could remove the curse and heal her leg, and it really was healed.

If things were to return to normal, and the only consequence would be a painless, mild beating, Virginia could simply consider it an accident—she hadn't checked the almanac before leaving home and had been bitten by a dog.

However, she is the one being treated like a dog, just like now, she is forced to be trained by her owner like a dog.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Not only did she stop moving, but she also planned to use her handcuffed hands to tear off the black cloth.

"Snapped."

Then a whip lashed out and struck her body hard.

A searing pain shot from her spine straight to her skull, making her tremble with pain.

Then, there was another "snap snap snap" sound as the whip struck the most humiliating spot—her skin drum.

Those places are not easy to hurt, but the harm is reduced while the humiliation is very strong.

Although she didn't know why she suddenly felt confused, Virginia instantly snapped back to reality. Memories from a few minutes ago flashed through her mind, and she immediately understood the current situation.

That's right, after the curse was removed, she was pushed to the peak several more times.

Then, Saint Karina put a blindfold and gag over her eyes, and her limbs were bound with leather rings with thin chains.

Finally, she was led by the hand to the center of the room, where Saint Karina instructed her to put all fours on the ground and then put a collar on her.

The sudden surge of memories just now made Virginia feel very uncomfortable. Not only did she feel empty inside, but her limbs also felt numb and weak.

"Although this is very immoral from a human rights perspective, I understand your situation and intend to subject you to a certain degree of enslavement and subjugation."

You probably don't want to be tied to me forever, right? If you don't want me to use those terrifying methods you never want to face, then don't continue to oppose me. So, for your own sake—if you still don't move, the next beating will be even harder.

The method Saint Karina was referring to was the Holy Sword.

She didn't deceive Virginia; if physical methods of taming didn't work, then magic would be the only option.

However, while the Holy Sword theoretically has no side effects, in reality it still alters the mental state of the person pierced by it, constructing a false sense of goodwill so that the other party will blindly and unconditionally obey it.

Saint Karina believed this was nothing more than a form of brainwashing. Even though the magic was almost impossible to break, Saint Karina was unwilling to use it every time, or on every girl.

She didn't intend to stay with Virginia directly; she wanted to use this opportunity to explore her taming abilities, not relying on the holy sword, which was something to look forward to.

"Hiss... I understand, stop hitting me."

She was whipped several times. Virginia was not a strong or robust person; on the contrary, she was very weak and her legs were also difficult to walk in due to the disaster. She was determined to give in.

From now on, she will do whatever Saint Karina says; all she needs to do is blindly and unconditionally obey.

Is this what they mean by "ruthless withdrawal"? Virginia was momentarily embarrassed by the word that came to mind, but then something else occurred to her.

She turns her back on people without hesitation; she's truly shrewd and capable of being a saint.

"Take five steps forward this time. Then take ten steps to your right."

Saint Karina showed no mercy and gave the order directly.

Her tone was harsh and dry; it was clear she was very stern.

Aside from genuine dedication to training, Santa Karina doesn't intend to invest emotionally in her training.

So, after figuring out all the relationships involved and realizing she was caught in the middle, Virginia thought she might as well just crawl over there—after all, nobody cared about her anyway.

Although the ground was unexpectedly hard, like some smooth rock structure or metal that was rough on people, Virginia was not afraid.

Her hands and legs below the knees were wrapped in bandages, and soft cotton was stuffed into several areas prone to impact, so crawling on the ground wasn't too uncomfortable.

261. Obedient

However, the unknown still filled her with fear.

Having almost completely lost their sight, they are unable to discern the terrain or whether there is danger ahead, and can only rely on the sensations they "guess" from their hands and feet.

However, this isn't a dangerous place; as long as you're careful not to bump into anything, you shouldn't get hurt.

After figuring out that there were no traps or anything like that ahead, Virginia forced herself to remain calm and crawled forward two steps.

Although it's embarrassing, she can still move normally, but crawling and keeping a straight line might be a bit difficult. However, St. Karina probably doesn't intend to make things difficult for her; she's just training her obedience.

Although Virginia climbed slowly and seemed unsteady, she was not scolded again.

Take ten steps forward.

Turn right—then turn left.

"Let's move on to another point."

So she kept spinning without stopping. Mainly, Virginia didn't want to be whipped and had no choice but to obey.

Virginia's hand touched a metal object fixed to the ground.

She tried touching it... it was a dog food box-shaped bowl filled with water.

"There are two bowls, and now there is only water. The wall is just ahead. If you continue to turn left and climb five or six steps, you can touch the bed at the base of the wall."

Then Virginia realized that she was being trained like an animal.

"From your perspective when you entered the room, the food, water, and sleeping area are all located in the lower left corner. Keep that in mind. Now turn right, take seven steps, then turn right again until you encounter something."

If the two plates of food and water were fixed on the line... Virginia touched the edge of the metal container to judge the angle of her turn. This time it seemed to go smoothly, and Santa Karina did not interrupt.

After turning right again and taking a few steps, she touched a metal rod.

If you keep touching upwards, the top is a soft leather pad, and the base is rectangular—it's a stool?

No, it's a long, narrow bed... in terms of height, it seems to be a bed that's been raised very high.

"Try to lie down on it, but be careful."

Virginia obediently got up. Although her hands and feet were shackled with chains, it did not affect her movement. She could roughly tell that it was indeed a long, narrow object covered with a leather mat, about half a person's height.

However, the top floor was very small, only enough to fit her body. Her limbs had to be placed with the shackles lowered from the top and bottom, and then hanging down to the ground to be properly positioned... If you had to say what it was similar to, it was probably more like the rocking horse we practiced in high school.

"This is for when you misbehave later. Get down now."

Upon hearing Saint Karina's words, Virginia carefully lifted her hands from the head of the leather bed and then cautiously stood up again.

"Get down."

She lay down on the ground again.

"Now go and do some preparations, and follow my holy sword."

Virginia felt the tip of the scabbard touch her cheek—it must have been made of leather.

She quickly followed the direction the Holy Sword had gone. She climbed very slowly, but Saint Karina would stop from time to time to wait for her, so Virginia could intermittently feel the tip of the Holy Sword touching her face and shoulder. With these sensations, she roughly kept up with Saint Karina's pace.

Suddenly, she felt the ground her fingers were touching change.

The floor tiles that my fingertips touched had transformed into patterned ceramic tiles.

"This is a bathroom with a toilet, sink, and bathtub. Any cleaning work will be done here... Now, get up and take care of your urges yourself. I'll give you five minutes. I'll hear you when you flush."

Virginia nodded, and Santa Karina turned and left—she tentatively found the toilet seat and sat down.

It's a bit chilly—the sink is on my left, and I can touch toilet paper on my right...

Three minutes later.

"Be grateful, at least I won't take advantage of you. Hmm, you're hard to tempt me in your current state."

Virginia let out a muffled groan.

She started fidgeting and wiggling her hips restlessly.

Virginia found it increasingly difficult to bear kneeling in the room with her eyes blindfolded like this.

After losing her vital sight, Virginia became mentally fragile and easily fatigued, and soon she succumbed to sleep amidst the torment of darkness.

Snapped.

The whip landed lightly on Virginia's buttocks. Although it didn't hurt much, it brought Virginia back to her senses.

"Woo-"

She grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"You can't even handle it at the very beginning?"

It feels very uncomfortable when someone pinches a strawberry.

"Ah, I don't know why, but seeing you makes me happy."

What a pervert...

After kneeling for so long, Virginia felt like she was losing all feeling in her legs.

Her legs were too weak to stand, and this time, even without Santa Karina's reminder, she could only kneel on the ground.

Then Saint Karina carefully wiped her clean, tapping her snow-white buttocks with the scabbard, and made Virginia crawl back into the room she had been in before.

She helped Virginia up and assisted her to lie face down on the hard leather bed. The cool leather against her skin was uncomfortable, and Virginia groaned, trying to adjust her position, only to find that the leather rings around her limbs were already secured to the bed frame.

It seems that humane treatment was completely disregarded...

Then, Saint Karina handed her a glass of water, which was thick and had a strange, unpleasant smell, but Virginia was very thirsty and drank a lot of it.

After wiping her mouth clean, she was once again smeared with a thick liquid, but this time the focus was on her waist and hips.

A cold metal object poked and prodded at Virginia's buttocks. She didn't know what it was, but it seemed to draw something on her body as it moved.

It does not induce drowsiness, nor does it rely on nerve anesthesia to reduce bodily sensations; rather, it severs the connection between oneself and the body at a deeper level.

Virginia wobbled as she got up from the mat, took two steps forward, and then suddenly fell to the ground again. Her limbs were a little unresponsive, but after a moment, she took small steps again toward the place where she remembered the cutlery was.

She could barely move; even slightly larger movements were difficult to complete. Her numb hands were not supporting her body at all; she was relying almost entirely on her willpower to keep going.

Gradually, she touched a small basin.

It was water… Virginia lowered her head and drank greedily. Soon she couldn’t hold on any longer and slowly collapsed to the ground, her high, firm breasts becoming a natural cushion, though it felt extremely uncomfortable to have her feminine advantages pressed down on them.

The food was ready—rice porridge mixed with vegetables. Virginia hesitated for a moment, thinking it would be dirty to scoop it out with her hands. She then tucked her long hair behind her ear and brought it close to her mouth to suck on it.

The way they ate was definitely not presentable... Even Virginie, who doesn't usually care about such things, felt extremely ashamed.

Because she couldn't control her body well, she almost fell face-first into the smear many times. She was being extra careful to avoid getting anything on her lips, but she probably ended up with her cheeks covered in smear.

This is simply...

Virginia thought of the adult books she had read before.

It's like she's being trained like a beautiful female dog...