When the purple-haired mage woke up, the first thing she realized was her hands were bound, likely by chains from the metallic cold that was felt on her wrist.
She groggily opened her eyes, to the sight of the white haired demon who had humiliated and abused her. Both her crotch and nipples ached from the memory.
"You finally woke up. I was wondering when you will do so," the demon exclaimed.
'I hope I don't woke up to you, bastard,' she inwardly seethe, her expression mirroring what she thought.
The demon had the gal to laugh, as he squeezed her cheek and force her to look at him.
"I do feel insulted, with how you think that pathetic barriers of yours can block me," he said as he stop squeezing her cheeks.
"So, I will punish you thoroughly," he took out an item from a nearby crates. The item in question is black in color and looked similar to loong stick, except it was made of materials she did not recognize.
"By the time I am done with you, you are going to acknowledge me as your Master," he then hit the top of her breast with the item in question, making her yelp from the pain.
A stinging sensation remained from where he hit her. Unfortunately, from the way he pulled the item, it is only the beginning of her suffering.
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"This is fun," Alros said, looking at the sorry sight that is the mage. Red marking covered her entire body, from her breast, to her stomach, none of her front were spared from his incessant flogging.
He looked at her, her face wet with tears as she glared at him, one that would have been threatening if not for her current naked state.
"You still going strong," he said with some amusement. "Good. Then this will not end too soon,"
He took a whip, one that is not meant for torture, but still is painful for the target, one used in bondage and BDSM.
A sadistic smirk formed on the incubus face as he looked at her trembling face, looking more nervous than before with the presence of the whip.
-x-
"Hhrgghh,"
With her mouth being muffled, no sounds escape her as the demon continue to plough the purple-haired mage with no mercy, laughing all the while.
-x-
"Hhrgh," making a tired sound, the blank eyes of the mage looked tired as she stared aimless, her mind broken down by the demon.
"That is fun. Breaking you down with force and no pleasure sure is a new experience," he gave the mage a spank on her bruised rear, her moan of pain muffled by the gag.
"Well, that was fun. Time to make you call me Master," his hand landed on the part above her crotch, before he did his magic.
At once, the mage could feel the painful sensation assaulting her body transformed into pleasure. With how much in pain her body was, when it turn into pleasure, calling what she felt overwhelming is an understatement.
"Mmrrghh!" her voice muffled even as her body spasming uncontrollably, her pussy gushing torrents of love juice from pleasure she felt.
For the mage, she felt like all part of her was electrocuted, with the end result making her feel good. Too good in fact.
She could not stop orgasming, her body arching as love juice continue to pour out of her pussy.
She felt like her brain was being fried every second, her mind and body becoming numb the longer the orgasm went on.
Yet, even as she was demolished by the pleasure, the demon let out the similar pink mist, one that erode the sanity of her fellow party members and pulling them to the thrall of desire and lust.
She would have done her best to fight it off if her mind was intact, but with her mind being broken, first by the torture, then latter by overwhelming pleasure, the is nothing she can do but accept it.
As her body had the last explosive orgasm, she slumped, her eyes opened but looking dead, her mouth wide open as drools leak out.
As she remained hanging in the air, unresponsive, Alros look at her and casually stroke her midriff. The purple haired mage shuddered as she have another climax, her body absolutely sensitive from what she just undergo.
"Time to train you, my new masochistic pet,"