While everything always worked out in the end, with things returning to normalcy (well, more like a return to the usual chaos than anything normal) you still kept an eye on her schemes. There was no reason to believe she'd cross the line, as she was definitely aware that doing something drastic was off the table, her schemes would devolve into chaos as they inevitably fell apart. You were there to patch things up and make sure no collateral damage would happened.

After giving Ruby an ear nibble and a kiss, you next you met with Gerty. Your Holy Knight had been practicing all day by herself with a couple construction clankers, the small practice fortifications around her providing evidence of the fact. You went to where she was standing, which were some walls she'd made in less than an hour.

"Fortuitous moment that it is... What would Master desire for such an occasion... ?" Gerty seemed deep in thought.

"For what occasion?" You asked, approaching behind her.

"Sir!?" She nearly jumped as she turned around, saluting when you came near. A fierce blush emerged on her face. "My apologies, sir!"

Gerty was wearing skimpy clothes. Usually it was long pencil skirts or armored plates, and other things that'd keep her entire body covered.

You knew that Herta had been slowly convincing Gerty to be more open about her masochistic tendencies, at least over her usual dutiful and honorable nature. But whether her choice of attire was a product of that, or simply as a means to get your attention, you weren't completely sure, until later today when she'd asked if you'd noticed anything different about her as her face reddened, making her intentions to get your attention obvious.

Considering your wives wore tight pants, miniskirts, bikinis, leotards, and other skimpy outfits on a daily basis, it wasn't something to initially comment on. Still this was a pretty big step for Gerty, especially without a direct order from you like when you'd punished her enough to make her loyal to you.

"What the hell are you apologizing for, you perverted maso-slut?" You take a feel of the softer bits of her toned body as 'punishment'.

"For my failures in the tasks you've given me." She became even more flustered as you continued to harass her. "I haven't been able to finish my practice creating greater walls and fortifications due to most of the construction clankers serving other purposes."

"Are you blaming me for that?" You chide, making your groping rougher.

"N-no! I'd never blame you! Oh, that feels amazing, Master..." Her breathing became labored. "I-I've been practicing as much as I could. I can now build with a limited amount of construction clankers-"