The Fallen Robbery of the Virgin of Light

"What to do, what to do... the new Holy Maiden of Light has descended upon the world, the front lines are suffering countless casualties, and soon she will be attacking my Demon Palace with the Hero's forces. What should I do?" A bewitching woman paced anxiously back and forth in the room. She was clad in a black tight-fitting leather bodysuit and panties, with a layer of black suspender stockings. Beneath the stockings were a pair of pointed-toe leather boots that reached her thighs, secured to her beautiful legs with several leather straps. "Don't rush, Queen of the Succubi. While that Holy Maiden's power is unparalleled, have you forgotten the basement deep within our Demon Palace? The late Demon King left behind a forbidden magic suit specifically to counter the Holy Maiden." The one speaking was a strange, tentacle-like insect. It lay submissively by the Queen of the Succubi's booted feet, its suction-cup-like mouth dripping a few drops of clear, foul-smelling mucus. "You stinking bug, that's what you say, but the activation condition for that forbidden magic suit requires you to be inside the wearer's body. Moreover, you'll die the moment it activates. Besides, how could the Holy Maiden be foolish enough to wear it?" The Queen of the Succubi kicked away the tentacle bug that was trying to get close and said angrily, "As a creature, you're quite disgusting, but as a toy, I quite like you." "Since our race was created, we have existed to activate the forbidden magic suit. Therefore, this is my lifelong wish, Queen of the Succubi!" "Hehehe, generally speaking, there wouldn't be anyone this stupid. But this Holy Maiden is different. She's been cherished very well, detached from worldly affairs, and kind-hearted. She's even purified every single evil demon soldier who died on the front lines. For such a naive Holy Maiden, I have a plan that, combined with Your Majesty's special abilities, will be absolutely perfect and a one-time solution. Listen to me carefully." The tentacle bug let out a strange, sinister laugh, wriggled its body, and slowly moved closer to the Queen of the Succubi, beginning to whisper its plan. ... "Ahead is the Queen of the Succubi's Demon Palace. All her armies have been annihilated, and she alone can't cause any more trouble. Therefore, Your Highness the Holy Maiden, please reconsider and wait for our news outside." "After your sister perished with the Demon King and returned to the embrace of the God of Light in heaven, you became the only treasure bestowed upon us humans by heaven to fight against evil forces. We cannot afford any mishaps!" "Yes, yes..." "Your Highness the Holy Maiden, please reconsider..."

After hearing Ariel say that, Dejilithis didn't think much of it and followed her into the peculiar building. Inside, the structure was filled with restraints and ropes made of various materials, along with an assortment of torture devices that, to the now well-traveled Dejilithis, were no longer surprising… "Does Your Highness intend to bind and restrain me?" Dejilithis walked forward slowly, touching an iron shackle adorned with strange runes, feeling its coldness, and said softly. "Yes." "However, the King of the Demon Race, the Queen of Succubi, wouldn't possibly go back on her word now, would she?" Ariel instantly clasped her hands together, and the door at the building's exit slid shut. The surroundings within the structure lit up with an eerie, dark red glow. "Of course, I won't go back on my word! Before I gain the understanding of the Elven race and Your Highness." "I will strive to play the role of a captured invader. Are you satisfied now?" "My Princess." Dejilithis confidently raised her hands. In a posture of surrender, she stood defenseless before Ariel… "These ropes are made from the roots of the World Tree, infused with the blood of a White Dragon, and refined by several Elven Archmages. They possess extreme tensile strength." "Forget slashing with knives or burning with fire, those are child's play. Even forbidden magic cannot destroy these ropes." Ariel confidently explained the rope's formidable qualities to Dejilithis… "So, Dejilithis, are you scared?" "Huh?" Dejilithis snapped back to attention. She scratched her head and apologized, "My apologies, Princess Ariel, I wasn't paying attention to what you were saying." "It's fine. Then let your body personally experience the power of these ropes." Ariel instructed Dejilithis to assume a prone position on the floor. Afterward, Ariel settled herself onto Dejilithis's back… First, picking up a silver-white rope, Ariel bound Dejilithis's wrists tightly, forcing her arms to bend backward and upward, then brought them together and secured her forearms. The other end was then wrapped around Dejilithis's slender, pale neck. "Your Highness, could you be a little gentler? You're tying me so tightly, it's digging into my flesh." Dejilithis whispered a protest to Ariel, who was straddling her back… "Silence. You are not the King of the Demon Race right now, but an invader of the Elven Isles being captured by me." "Aaaah!!!!!"

"You're a lot like that slut, aren't you? With such a great body, yet you both prefer modest clothes." As the Succubus Queen spoke, she pulled a large bag out of a big chest beside the lounge chair. Seeing the Succubus Queen's effort, the bag weighed at least dozens of pounds. She then brought the bag to the Saintess and spread it out on the floor, saying, "Now, put all of these on." "Wait, Mother, have you mistaken something... What are all these things? I've never seen them before." "Ah, my apologies. Seeing you like this, Your Holiness, I almost forgot you aren't the real slut. I'm so sorry." Quickly apologizing, the Succubus Queen continued, "Don't worry, I can help you put them on. These are the clothes the slut loved to wear the most when she was alive, called restraint suits. Although they're called restraint suits, they don't hinder movement, so you don't have to worry. Or are you afraid I'll harm you?" "That's not it. With your strength, you can't possibly hurt me. I'm not worried about that... Fine, forget I said anything. Then help me put them on. I suppose you also want to feel like you have your familiar daughter back, with me wearing the slut's old clothes." The Saintess, who had words she wanted to say but held back, finally gave up. "Alright, slut, you lie down on that chair and rest for a while." The Succubus Queen pointed to the lounge chair beside them. The Saintess lay down as instructed. Suddenly, a colorless, odorless gas sprayed from both sides of the chair. Although the Saintess sensed it, by the time she tried to resist, she felt her body weaken, becoming extremely fatigued. She then fell asleep. "Heh heh, just as I thought, a little fool who doesn't know how to suspect others. So easy to handle." Looking at the naked body on the lounge chair, like a piece of meat, the Succubus Queen first put on the Saintess a one-piece black, tight, crotchless leather stocking. Next, she dressed her in a white latex bodysuit, covering her head entirely, leaving only her facial features exposed, along with the leather stocking's hands and feet. After finishing this, the Succubus Queen took out a pair of super long black boots from the bag. Strangely, these boots had no soles, only slender heels and thickened toe caps. They were designed to be completely upright, much like a ballet dancer's shoes. To stand, one would have to walk on tiptoe, like a ballet dancer. The Succubus Queen untied all the numerous straps on the boots. Because these boots lacked zippers, they were difficult to put on. The straps were merely for tightening the outside of the boots, so once removed, they were just ordinary boots, made easier to put on. After doing this, the Succubus Queen directly slipped the boots onto the Saintess's feet, the boots reaching all the way to her thighs. Then, she re-threaded the straps through every tiny hole on the outside of the boots. After tightening them fiercely, the Succubus Queen took out several iron rings and placed them on the Saintess's legs and ankles, locking them one by one. Once this was done, for an ordinary person, it would be impossible to remove these boots without a key... With that completed, the Succubus Queen clapped her hands, stretched lazily, and began preparing the next steps. She then took out a very strange, loose red latex garment. The back of the garment had a pull tab, and its surface was incredibly smooth, with no zipper in the front. The Succubus Queen slipped this peculiar garment onto the Saintess. The sleeves had no openings, only a small, ball-shaped object. She made the slut's hand into a fist and inserted it into the ball, then secured it with an iron ring at the wrist. After completing this, the Succubus Queen pulled the tab on the back of the garment. The originally loose clothing instantly squeezed out all the air, tightening immediately and quickly revealing the Saintess's slutty figure in its entirety.

"Wuuu... Aaaahhhhhh!!!" The sharp object pierced through the sole of Daisyris's right foot, and crimson blood immediately gushed from the wound. The pain made Daisyris scream out loud. "Little baby Daisyris, your moans are so much more pleasant to hear than your arrogant words." "I really like this sound, so don't rush, this is just the beginning..." As she spoke, Ariel looked at Daisyris, whose face was pale with pain and covered in cold sweat, without a hint of pity. Next, she fully drove the bone-piercing demon nail into the sole of Daisyris's right foot. "Pri... Princess Ariel, please... don't..." Daisyris lay on the filthy ground, the intense pain in her right foot making it difficult to stay conscious. Even her voice began to tremble, becoming intermittent. Because Daisyris knew what cruel act Ariel was about to perform... Daisyris struggled with all her might, trying to pull back her right ankle that Ariel was firmly gripping. But unfortunately, this time Ariel had preemptively cast a physical enhancement spell on herself... In Daisyris's current weakened state, with her magic sealed, her physical strength was no match for Ariel's at all. "You slut, calling you 'baby' and you think you can get away with anything, huh?!" "As expected, a lowly sex slave is more fitting for your current status." Seeing Daisyris still trying to struggle, Ariel tightened her grip on Daisyris's ankle... The flesh on her ankle indented slightly... "Hiss..." Daisyris gasped, the pain in her right sole and ankle almost making her pass out. "Let this bone-piercing demon nail embed itself in the sole of your foot, forever fused with your slutty flesh." With that, Ariel placed her hand on Daisyris's other palm, and a faint, dark green light began to emanate. Daisyris knew that Ariel intended to use elven healing magic to seal the bone-piercing demon nail within the wound on her foot, healing it from the inside out. This would cause the flesh and blood to perfectly bond with the demon nail.