I Become Master of Danger Zones as Incubus With Mastery In Genetic-Chapter 803 - 223

"That was fun." The Demon Lord said, enjoying the first fuck of the would-be spoils of war.

His eyes drifted to the women among the soldiers, his gaze lingering longer on the A-rankers. Though, his focus returned to the unconscious Duchess.

"Now, what other punishment would be good for you?" he mused.

While him raping the Duchess could count as a punishment, it was not enough, in his opinion. He needed to do something more, to humiliate her and make her suffer.

Before long, his gaze returned to the male soldiers, ideas forming as he thought of ways to further disgrace the unconscious Duchess.

As wicked smile bloomed on his face, the soldiers shuddered, fearful of what the Demon Lord planned for them.

-x-

Duchess Carina opened her eyes, slightly groggy with her pussy being sore. Unsurprising with the large dick ploughing her.

"Hhghh- hhghh?" she tried to speak, only to fail as a weird gag was in her mouth. Weird as there was nothing inside, except for a ring preventing her from closing her mouth, or so she think.

"Someone woke up just in time." A voice was heard before the one who spoke came into view.

One of the Witches, likely the subordinates of the one she almost killed. The blonde Witch strode towards her, her fingers gliding on her face, just below her eyes.

"Master really angry at you, you know. He planned on a horrible punishment for you, because you hurt one of my sisters." Despite herself, Carina shuddered. Any punishment thought out by a Demon Lord should be scary and painful.

-x-

Seeing the Duchess fearful look almost sooth her hatred. Keyword: almost. No words could describe how she wanted to make the woman in front of her suffer.

Fortunately, her Master thought of the same, and created a punishment just for the Duchess.

Turning her back on the brunette allowed her to hide her sneer. The Duchess likely thought of the punishment being torture, or something equally painful.

Oh, she did not know she fell in the grasp of a Demon Lord of Lust, whose depraved mind created her punishment.

No doubt, by the end of the punishment, the Duchess will wish for torture. It would be less humiliating at least.

-x-

Duchess Carina struggled on her binding. However, whatever keeping her tied up was too strong for her to break free from. In the end, she stopped her desperate struggle, letting her body turn limp.

'You might capture me, but I will not waver.' She thought. She might stop struggling but her mind would remain strong and undaunted by whatever torment planned on her.

-x-

The Witch put a hand above the Duchess' womb. Immediately, she shivered violently, her pussy releasing trickle of juice as her mouth moaned out, her tongue coming out as well.

She smiled. Her Master had put a Demonic Lust Mark on the Duchess, to make punishment even more effective.

Her gaze lingered the longest on the Mark, as it reminded her of hers, though her Mark was hidden underneath her clothing. Something the Duchess lacked at the moment.

Her gaze then went to other things on the Duchess' nude body, specifically one written by her Master.

Degrading words like 'slut', 'whore', and 'fuckhole' littered her body, though one word took most of her attention. One written as 'keyhole'. A wicked smile, similar to her Master appeared on her face as she remember the significance of the word.

"Let get the show starting." She exclaimed, clapping her hands. The clap signaled the other Witches, as they let loose of the prisoners.

Soon, soldiers appeared in her vision. They looked the same as before, if one ignore their lack of pants. Sure enough, the Duchess' eyes widened at the presence, or lack of it.

She ignored the shocked look of the Duchess.

'You don't have time to worry about your men, oh Duchess. Not when something worse will happen to you.' She thought.

"AHEM!" she cleared her throat, grabbing the attention of the hazy-eyed soldiers, a side effect of the preparation.

As the soldiers looked at her, she could see a particular part being covered in purple haze, another intentional design.

"Soldiers of Vern Duchy!" she called out to them, "Normally, the Demon Lord would have killed you, and throw your corpses to the Kobold!" Seeing them, and the Duchess shuddered make her day.

"However, similar to others we have conquered before, we give you the chance to enter the Dominion of the Demon Lord, ensuring you, and your loved one survival." Sigh of relief escaped the mouth of the Duchess. Oh, that happy look will not last long.

"But, to do that, you need to use a keyhole." It's all coming together.

"All of you, have the key." Hidden behind the haze was their erect cock, assisted by the haze itself, one that act as a potent aphrodisiac. Which also inhibit their thought process and morals.

Then again, if they did not do it, the soldiers might not go through the notion of fucking their Duchess.

"Now, use the key, and stuck it inside the keyhole." She exclaimed, patting the pussy of the Duchess, not only to get their attention on the 'keyhole', but to make the Duchess realized what will, happen.

As the Duchess' eyes shot wide open, likely putting the pieces together, the Witch stepped away, allowing the mad dash to the bound Duchess to not face any obstruction, especially from her. She wanted to enjoy the show in one piece after all.

The Witch then take another good look on thing binding the Duchess. It is a wooden cross, one forcing the arms of the Duchess to stretch as much as possible without hurting her. Her legs were bound near her hands, to make fucking easier.

It is also the reason why the board slanted slightly backward, another convenience for the soldiers.

As she looked at the line of soldiers, she could not help but wonder what was going through the Duchess' head as her men lined up to rape her.