Tight bondage and stockings

The ratmen in the audience began to stir as they saw the execution rack, unused for a long time, being carried to the center of the square by several ratmen. On the other side, a few ratmen warriors were leading the war-whore Simones by her leash, walking her towards the execution rack in the center of the square. "Heh heh, I'm sure you all understand... I intend to use this slut's blood to consecrate our banners before the campaign!" Turalyan sneered, his mouth twisting into a particularly grotesque and terrifying grimace due to his scars. "Don't show such regretful expressions, haven't you all had your fill of fucking this bitch's body! However, a mere execution performance is too boring, so I've arranged a little game for you..." "I offered you strategies to successfully infiltrate Stormvermin City... and I devised battle plans to deal with the Empire's reinforcements..." Looking at the tall execution rack before her, and then at Turalyan's malicious expression, Simones sighed in disappointment. "Alas... how boring. I've helped you all so much, and yet you intend to execute me to consecrate your banners before this interesting game is even over. Truly lacking in charm..." "Enough of your nonsense, you cheap whore!! Get in there and kneel properly!!" The ratman behind her impatiently shoved Simones onto the execution rack, firmly securing her fair white neck and hands in the stocks, then binding her legs tightly together by folding them back, forcing her into a helpless kneeling posture, neck exposed for the kill. "I admit you are an interesting woman, and it is indeed a pity to kill you, but we need something now to strike fear into the entire human Empire!" Turalyan's face also showed a hint of regret. He gently caressed Simones' slightly flushed cheek, then his expression suddenly turned ferocious. "Last time I failed to take that useless Meyer's head, so it's only reasonable to use yours as a substitute this time, isn't it?" "Hmph..." Simones snorted coldly, turning her head to shake off Turalyan's hand, struggling slightly. "Fine, what about your game? I wonder if it can surprise me?" "At death's door, and you still wear that infuriating expression... Take a good look at what's above your head?"

No... no way... that thing just now... it felt like it brushed against my navel... Eek! Did it just hit my ribs?! She's not a mare... if something that long goes all the way in... my insides will rupture! I'll definitely die! The renowned Witch of Dragons, in the end, was just a woman who possessed immense power. But after losing her pride and strength, Jeanne d'Arc Alter was even weaker than an ordinary woman with a strong will. Her slender body, held fast, struggled desperately to escape the stallion's assault, but the stocks and shackles held her firm. Her writhing struggles seemed to pique the stallion's interest. His hot, hard shaft grazed her delicate, flat abdomen, the itching sensation causing Jeanne d'Arc Alter's body to tremble more violently. No... don't... she refused to lose her virginity to something like this... She was the mighty Witch of Dragons... she wouldn't...

Hanging up the phone abruptly, Lin Meiyue slumped onto the sofa, utterly drained. She knew the man who called frequented her senior sister's office, possessed formidable intelligence-gathering skills, and seemed to share a relationship with her sister that went beyond friendship. In the past, she would have leaned on him more, perhaps avoiding some trouble and danger. But now... Lin Meiyue sighed softly and pulled out an exquisite box from beneath the sofa. Inside lay a collection of lewd sex toys and restraints. Tucked away in a hidden compartment on the inside of the box lid was a letter from an evil organization. "Did you enjoy the little surprises I prepared for you, dear Miss Lin Meiyue? Perhaps a different kind of stimulating sexual experience will make you feel a little angry... or perhaps... happy?" "Enough pleasantries. I must sternly warn you, Miss Meiyue, do not attempt to defy my orders. In the underground district, you broke our agreement and fiercely resisted the men who propositioned you, so I administered a small punishment. Since this is your first offense... I shall generously forgive you. If there is a next time, you know what will happen to your senior sister." "Let us begin the next task. This afternoon at 2 PM, I will release the latest test subjects in the commercial district to assess their combat performance. You will be their sparring partner. They have rather unpleasant tempers, so try not to let too many ordinary citizens get caught in the crossfire because of you." "There are no restrictions on you for this mission. Just do your best to eliminate it. ...However, given your less-than-compliant behavior last time, it shouldn't be difficult for you to defeat them. Therefore, I've decided to increase the difficulty by having you fight while restrained. Of course, those delightful little toys are also prepared for you. Heh heh... If you fail, something far more brutal than last time might occur... I hope you can put on a good show for me..."