Colorful Fairy Demon Surrender

The Demon Lord looked at Fu Xian'er and said, "This brocade pouch is just a little trinket I casually refined. It's useless in a fight against the gods. Your combat ability as a snake demon is actually weaker than the scorpion behind you, but I see your shapeshifting is incredibly versatile, indicating you're quite intelligent, a rarity among demons. You're perfectly suited to wield this pouch. Inside are nine powerful magical artifacts. They only require a small amount of demonic energy to activate. However, each artifact disappears after use, so you must choose wisely and seize the right moment. I've already imprinted the details of each artifact into your mind. Use them well." The Demon Lord continued, "Furthermore, these seven celestial maidens are born of heaven and earth. Even if captured, they cannot be killed, and they might escape if you're not careful. These seven gilded ankle bracelets can completely seal their divine powers, rendering them no different from mortals. Ordinary ropes will be enough to bind them so tightly they cannot break free. Both sets of artifacts are now yours. Use them wisely and do not disappoint my expectations. If you achieve victory, there will be further rewards." "Your humble servant thanks my Lord deeply! I shall not fail your high hopes and will capture enemies to achieve great merit for the eternal cause of the demon race!"

"Sister, you're quite eager, aren't you, to bind your little sister like this." From the innermost chamber of the cave, a seductive beauty spoke softly, her slender arms twisted behind her back, wrists bound together. Her fair, tender wrists were crisscrossed with rope, tightened repeatedly, then looped around her delicate waist twice. Her chest was also tightly wrapped, her luscious breasts cinched into a figure-eight. Her abdomen was bound in a dense net, which then wrapped around her back, tightly encasing her upper arms and clasped elbows. Two ropes passed between her exquisite buttocks, cinched hard, and pulled to the back to be tied securely at her wrists. Her beautiful legs were bound together from the ankles, from knees to calves, all the way to the top of her thighs, making her long, shapely legs even more stunning. Her big toes were also tied together, with two ropes pulled taut lengthwise between them. The ropes then extended and were tied to the ones around her ankles. Her calves were bent behind her head, binding her into a perfect "four horses dragging a cart" pose. In this very position, she was suspended in the air. This beauty was none other than the Scorpion Beauty, Mei Nishang. "A beauty like my sister, how could I possibly let her go?" The beauty before her smiled and caressed her pretty face, then even extended her tongue to lick her exquisite features twice. The seductive scene was enough to make anyone lose control. This beauty was, naturally, the enchanting Snake Demon, Fu Xian'er. "Rumble...!" Just as Fu Xian'er was about to proceed further, a deafening roar shook the entire cave, causing it to tremble and sending debris falling from the ceiling. Fu Xian'er was inwardly furious but could only quickly untie Mei Nishang and rush out of the room towards the cave entrance. She saw many lesser demons fleeing in all directions. They knew that the fairies had likely arrived and quickly organized the assembled monsters, heading towards the source of the sound to investigate. Upon exiting the mountain gate, they saw a majestic small mountain in the distance. Upon closer inspection, the mountain was shrouded in ethereal mist and composed of seven enormous jade stones, each a different color from top to bottom: crimson, bright orange, luminous yellow, emerald green, sky blue, indigo, and imperial purple. Seeing this peculiar, seven-colored mountain peak, Fu Xian'er immediately confirmed it was the legendary Seven-Colored Jade Mountain. Looking at the situation, it was likely as the Demon Lord had said: these fairies had been sent before their spiritual power had fully recovered, and they were not yet fully mature. "Little ones, do not panic. These are the fairies sent by the immortal clan. The seven jade stones are seven fairies. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple. Let's first dig out the red stone at the summit, capture her, and break their spirit!" The monsters roared in agreement, taking out hammers, shovels, saws, and other tools, and scrambling up to begin their excavation. Before long, the red jade stone at the summit stirred, shook a few times, and then rolled down. The jade stone exploded violently upon hitting the ground, causing the surrounding monsters to cry out in pain. As the red smoke and dust dissipated, a tall, graceful beauty stood atop the pile of rubble. She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, with a well-proportioned figure, yet her breasts were full and high. Her cheeks were like ripe lychees, her nose like goose fat, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with spirit. Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. She wore a peach-colored bra with a large, crimson sheer cape over it. Her lower half was a fiery red silk skirt, barely covering her faint pink panties. Her bare feet were smooth and tender, like newly bloomed peonies, lacking in regal elegance but possessing a touch of youthful innocence. This was none other than the first-ranked Fairy Yan Qian. Fu Xian'er and Mei Nishang had initially thought that the "immature" fairies the Demon Lord had spoken of would merely have lower magical power. To their surprise, seeing her appear so delicate and weak, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle softly.

"Ah!" Fairy Yanqian cried out, abandoning all pretense of fairy grace. Her small feet kicked frantically, but she couldn't break free from the two tentacles. She curled up, trying to pull them off with her hands. The tentacles were made of mud, and though they snapped easily, new ones immediately sprouted from the muck, continuing to coil around the fairy's ankles. More and more tentacles emerged. Unwarily, Fairy Yanqian found her slender wrists ensnared, and then her willowy waist was also brought under the tentacles' control. The helplessness of being completely restrained made the fairy feel quite endangered. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she struggled with all her might. But these tentacles, born from the mire, could change shape at will, growing and bending as they pleased. No matter how Fairy Yanqian thrashed her arms and kicked her legs, crying out and exerting herself, she couldn't escape. Her delicate body was lifted into the air, supine. Unable to break free, Fairy Yanqian gathered her spiritual energy. But suddenly, she felt her spiritual power being rapidly siphoned away by the mud tentacles. She tried a few times with all her might, growing breathless and exhausted, yet still unable to escape. She began to panic completely, flailing and crying out in distress. "Hehehe, little fairy. Aren't you full of spiritual energy? My brocade pouch contains a powerful magical artifact that can render your strength useless, no matter how great, and your spiritual energy inaccessible, no matter how abundant!" Fairy Fuxian said with a laugh. She then performed a hand seal and transformed into her snake form, easily slithering through the mud swamp to Fairy Yanqian's side. She looked at the helpless fairy with immense satisfaction, then drew out the gilded anklet again and began to cast a spell. A layer of blood-red mist rose around the anklet, emitting a faint crimson glow as it slowly drifted towards the fairy's feet. Seeing the anklet again, Fairy Yanqian roughly guessed it was a seal. She struggled desperately to dodge, but the mud tentacles beneath her offered no respite. She could only watch helplessly as the anklet was placed around her ankles. Soon, the fairy felt the surging power within her rapidly vanish, and an unprecedented sense of powerlessness enveloped her. Fairy Fuxian put away her brocade pouch, and the muddy pool and tentacles disappeared without a trace. Fairy Yanqian, suddenly free, landed on the hard ground. After a moment of stunned silence, she immediately tried to remove the anklet from her foot. But this slender bracelet was something she could neither take off nor break. The reason Fairy Yanqian had always looked down on other demons was her divine strength. Now, with her power sealed and her body completely bare, she was no match for the demons. She took two steps back, facing Fairy Fuxian, then turned to flee, only to be blocked by Fairy Meiniang. The fairy darted left, trying to find an escape route, but suddenly tripped and fell. Looking back, she saw that her ankle had been ensnared by a silk thread spat out by a spider demon beside Fairy Meiniang, and she was being pulled. Fairy Yanqian struggled with all her might, but now she couldn't even break free from this soft, fine spider silk. Fairy Meiniang approached her with a smile, gesturing for the spider demon to retract the silk. Then, she grabbed the fairy's hands. Fairy Yanqian struggled fiercely, but was soon pinned beneath Fairy Meiniang, her face close to the demon's as she was examined with brazen curiosity. "Hehehe, this little girl's strength is quite something even without her divine power. Her face is a beautiful canvas, and these breasts are both large and round. Let sister give them a massage, make you feel comfortable." Fairy Yanqian's eyes were wide with terror. She screamed in refusal, pressing her hands firmly against her chest. But with her divine power gone, she was no different from an ordinary person. She couldn't resist Fairy Meiniang at all. Soon, she was flipped onto her side, and the ties at her back were undone. The fairy desperately tried to protect her chest, pushing against the demon, but could only watch helplessly as her bra was removed. She seized the opportunity to scramble up, trying to escape, but was immediately embraced by Fairy Meiniang around her slender waist. "This little girl is still resisting. Let's see if sister can tie you up so you can't move at all," Fairy Meiniang said, looking at the struggling Fairy Yanqian. She then took a silver hairpin from her head and tossed it into the air. It transformed into a long, silver rope. "This rope is soft yet strong, perfect for binding a fairy like you," Fairy Meiniang said with a smile. She pressed Fairy Yanqian to the ground and began to bind her hands, interlacing her fingers, pressing her palms together, and then tightly wrapping her wrists. Next, she bound her forearms, elbows, and upper arms. After binding the elbows and upper arms, she drew two strands of rope from each to the wrists and tied them securely. After binding Fairy Yanqian's arms, she began to bind her high, full breasts. The rope, pulled down from the fairy's neck, formed a tightly woven net. She then fastened two loops of the net securely in the center of her breasts. After covering her abdomen with a dense net, she led the rope out to connect with the ropes binding her arms behind her back.

"No!" Fairy Mengju cried out in alarm, but her body, floating in mid-air, was beyond her control. The white arrow stopped abruptly, and a black rope immediately coiled around Fairy Mengju's exquisite jade body. Fairy Mengju hastily dodged, trying to escape the binding of the black rope. She knew that if she were entangled by this black rope, it would be difficult to escape. The black rope had already wrapped around Fairy Mengju's right arm, and after encircling it, it seemed to have a life of its own, pulling her right arm behind her while simultaneously coiling towards her front. Fairy Mengju tried to evade, but the black rope clung to her, following her wherever she moved. Fairy Mengju leaped high into the air, attempting to break free from the black rope's embrace, but the rope ascended with her, relentlessly pursuing. Fairy Mengju spun rapidly in the air, trying to shake off the rope, but it clung to her as if it were part of her, impossible to dislodge. Fairy Mengju reached out her left hand, trying to grasp the end of the black rope, but not only did she fail to catch it, but the rope also wrapped around her left wrist. With both of Fairy Mengju's arms ensnared, the black rope became even more audacious, coiling and binding back and forth around her arms, pulling them behind her. Then, it crisscrossed, and in a short while, her arms were bound so tightly that she could barely move. The black rope also pressed against her neck, like fine white jade, wrapping around to her front, then passing under her armpits to the back, binding her upper arms twice. It then danced towards her back, tying several tight knots. It draped over her left shoulder, cinched her throat, and then, via her right shoulder, wound back to her rear, intertwining with the previous knots. Next, her forearms were tightly bound, followed by her wrists, crossed and tied with extreme tightness, completely trussing Fairy Mengju's upper body. Yet, even with all this, the rope showed no signs of stopping. It crossed in the cleavage of Fairy Mengju's chest, tightening with force, then wound to the back, intertwining with the ropes on her wrists, binding Fairy Mengju's already graceful figure into an even more ethereal form. Her breasts were also bound and entangled by the ropes, making them appear even more voluptuous and full. Finally, the black rope coiled around Fairy Mengju's enchanting jade legs, extending from her navel along her lower abdomen to the upper part of her thighs, concealed by her silk skirt. It tightly bound her thighs above the knees several times, then neatly coiled and tied two knots along the rope, arranging them in neat, tight coils, binding all the way down to her ankles. Fairy Mengju struggled continuously, but her strength waned. The surging demonic energy within the black rope was released, causing torrents of waves to erupt on the surface of the pond. Fairy Mengju, held within the ropes, tensed all over and collapsed listlessly, her fingertips mere inches from the pond's edge. ... "Let me go, quickly, let me go! Ugh—ugh!" The fairy, surrounded by the approaching demons, writhed desperately like a fish caught on land, her body filled with humiliation and unwillingness. Fuxian'er held the straps of the fairy's bright orange bra, letting it hang limply. Xuebai's white panties were in Meini Chang's hand. The state of these two garments seemed to echo their owner's current predicament. Fairy Mengju lacked the divine power of Fairy Yanqian. No matter how sharp her senses, at this moment she could only see lewd gazes and hear ill-intentioned snickers. No matter how agile her limbs, bound as she was, any twist and turn only served for the demons to admire and play with. The fairy tilted her head back, her delicate hair swaying with the movement, her fragrant shoulders, covered in glistening sweat, heaving. Below, her tender feet twitched. But when Fuxian'er lifted her petite body horizontally, stared at her small face, and smiled enchantingly, the fairy truly felt the terror of being at the mercy of others and dared not move. "Fairy Mengju, you are much stronger than your sister who only knows brute force, but you are still overestimating yourself. If you had obediently hidden outside and waited for the other girls to come out, I might not have found you. But you insisted on sneaking into the mansion, and my numerous informants locked onto your whereabouts. Although you don't have much combat power, you were indeed not easy to deal with. We mobilized the entire cave, and in the end, even used the treasures in our brocade pouches to capture you," Fuxian'er said with a hint of admiration, looking at the desolate Fairy Mengju. "Pah! You demon. Don't get too carried away. Even if you've captured me, Sister Xiangqi will be out soon, and then you'll all be finished. Just you wait!" "Oh? If she's that powerful, then I'd like to meet her." "You dare! My third sister is very strong. I advise you not to court disaster, lest you lose your own lives!" "Hmph! Such a tough mouth for a little girl. When I strip you naked, bind you tightly, and throw you before her, don't come crying to me~"

"The treasures refined by the Demon Lord are truly extraordinary. With this, only that little purple girl who hasn't popped out yet remains. Our victory is within reach!" Fu Xian'er said triumphantly, not forgetting to admire the invisible fairy beside her. At this moment, Ruolan Fairy wore a gilded anklet, her hands tied tightly behind her back, twisted unnaturally. Even her fingers were bound together, palm to palm. Her wrists were pulled up towards her neck, binding her upper arms together. Several ropes were wrapped tightly around them, with a rope leading from her wrists and looped over her jade neck, tightening the noose. Each of her upper arms was wrapped tightly several times, binding her upper arms to her body. Ropes crisscrossed her chest and abdomen, forming a dense net that enveloped her body and arms, converging with other ropes at her wrists. Then, her lower legs were bent back and tied tightly to her thighs, wrapped several times until they reached the root of her thighs. The remaining ropes were used at her waist to tie her knee joints together, pulling them taut and binding her legs completely together. Her toes were also tightly bound. Not only that, but her entire body was encased in a large net bag and suspended in mid-air. Restricted by the ropes and the net, the fairy could only curl her body. However, this also allowed her jade legs to cover her jade breasts and the little red beans on them. Yet, her delicate and tender body, combined with this pure and alluring posture and an expression of extreme humiliation, provided the assembled demons with a feast for their eyes. "Heh heh, little sister, your body is so beautiful. It's no fun to always hide yourself and not let us see. Guards, take her to the prison and lock her up. When we capture the last fairy, everyone will have a chance to enjoy themselves

The wild beauty's crisp, melodious laughter was the torturer's greatest reward. As a smug thought flashed through the Six-Headed Demon's mind, the magic feather in his hand seemed to understand, vibrating even more frantically. This time, even her toes were subjected to the torment. The feather's path became more erratic, but that was only what an outsider would see. Fairy Ruolan, enduring the torment, understood that with each touch of her skin, her sensitive spots had been thoroughly mapped by the feather. Every shift, every poke, was aimed directly at her weaknesses, making it impossible for her to concentrate on any hint of provocation, forcing her to endure an endless stream of sensation. "Hahahaha... Hahahahaha... Ah ha, hahahaha..." Fairy Ruolan's legs kicked, shaking the bed violently. The initial muscle tremors quickly turned into uncontrollable, wild laughter. "Hahahaha, no, no, hahahaha! Ah hahahaha, let me go, hahahaha, you bastard, hahahaha..." "Heh heh, little girl, you know who's in charge now!" "Hahahaha—Ah, ah hahahaha..." Fairy Ruolan laughed hysterically while struggling, her waist swaying, her body twisting from side to side. Her toes desperately curled back, but she was bound so tightly that her efforts were in vain. She didn't even hope to break free; she was merely using this intense struggle to distract herself and lessen the torment of the itching. After five minutes of torture, the Six-Headed Demon suddenly stopped his hand. The wild beauty's body immediately went limp as if relieved of a great burden. Her eyes were tightly shut, her breathing ragged, and beads of hot sweat rolled down her heaving skin. The art of tickle torture lay in timing. If the victim were to be tickled continuously, they might become dizzy or even suffocate from lack of breath, rendering the game pointless! Therefore, allowing her a proper rest was crucial. It not only helped her nerves regain sensitivity but also gave her time to savor the terrifying experience she had just endured, achieving a surprisingly effective result. A small demon brought hot water and a towel to warm Fairy Ruolan's bare feet, making her skin softer and improving blood circulation, which greatly aided the transmission and spread of stimulation. Another nimble little demon brought a file to smooth the diamond-shaped nails on her bound hands. This was done because the tickling that was to follow would be even more intense and ecstatic, and to prevent her from scratching herself with her sharp nails during her struggles. These preparations were a strong guarantee of achieving the desired effect. As Fairy Ruolan's breathing just began to steady, the Six-Headed Demon's lecherous, smiling, fat face leaned close to her jade-like feet. "Heh heh, how about it, little girl, can you still take it?" Fairy Ruolan's spirit had been broken by half. Her eyes were closed, and she twisted her neck with immense disgust, but her words remained defiant: "Fatso, if you have the guts, let me go! I'll tear you into eight pieces..." "Hey~ So fierce!" The Six-Headed Demon chuckled and gently traced the sexy curve of her sole with the feather, not rushing the torture. This was to increase her fear with an oppressive aura and to humiliate the girl who had just been tormented into a quivering mess. "If you want to tear me apart, I won't be so gentle with you~" The Six-Headed Demon murmured slowly. Seizing the moment when Fairy Ruolan let down her guard, he suddenly lunged, scooped up her soft, slender left foot, and began to lick it wildly! "Ah! Get away! Ah, no!" Fairy Ruolan felt the wet, sticky thing press against her sole and was instantly thrown into a panic. She had remained composed when her chest was assaulted, but after the tickle torture, she finally understood that her weaknesses extended far beyond just three spots. No matter how strong she was, at this point, she had devolved into her most primal state, the state of a pitiable fairy being violated. Her originally mischievous fox eyes narrowed into slits, rhythmically clenching and relaxing with the rhythm of the Six-Headed Demon's tongue, interspersed with seductive whimpers. Amidst the "slap, slap" sounds of the Six-Headed Demon's thick tongue, her struggling beautiful foot was coated in a layer of saliva. Merely making her feel ashamed was not enough; the intensity of the itching needed to be increased to break her nerves and force this arrogant little girl to submit completely! So, while the Six-Headed Demon held onto his jade rabbit, he summoned the master of oral stimulation, the Two-Headed Demon, to violate Fairy Ruolan's other foot, sharing the smooth, warm touch and fresh fragrance. Fairy Ruolan, startled, felt the rubber band on her right big toe loosen. She quickly opened her eyes and saw another, even uglier monster, opening its blood-red mouth, studded with two large yellow teeth, and holding her tightly curled right foot, smacking its lips, ready to enjoy this feast! "You pervert! How vulgar!" After being forced into loud, giggling laughter, Fairy Ruolan's scolding lost its former sharpness, instead highlighting her vulnerability and helplessness. The Two-Headed Demon greatly enjoyed this melodious scolding: "Heh heh,