The Dominex's Bondage Adventures Part IV

Eko sits alone on her bed, wearing a fine blue blouse and brown leather pants, playing her lute in her hands [Castamere]. Eko's eyes were slightly closed, mesmerized. The sound of the lute was beautiful, but with a hint of sadness. "Oooo...." Anna, whose face was wrapped in a circle of duct tape around her mouth in a death grip, had been locked up in a pet cage with straight arms and elbows, team-tied for a week now. Eko had been playing the piano every morning and evening to unleash body strengthening and recovery magic on them to keep them tied up. The four Anna's have not bathed for a week - Eko thinks that the warrior women, Anna and Grace, need to keep their wild "scent", and the Duchess of Chanel is purely being punked by Jane, and Eko wants all of her sister's friends to be punked by her sister in order to embarrass her - and as for her sister's behavior, Eko wants to see all of her friends punked by her sister. As for a "lady" like Sis, not bathing for a week would be great! Anna was wearing a dirty and smelly red lace bra and panties. Her chastity belt and bra were hidden by Isak, except for the black collar - mainly because Eko wouldn't let Isak in, and Isak didn't want to risk the whole wagon burning up in his sleep, or Tamamochi being released by someone else, or waking up tied up by some cranky teenage girl and stuffed with Tamamochi's He also risked offending the rebellious young woman by tying her up and stuffing her mouth with Tamao Qian's fox-smelling gag. Isaac could only give Eko four transparent tubes, lifting all the chastity suits from Anna and Jane, and letting Eko insert the tubes directly into the two holes inside the panties that had completely lost the ability to control their defecation, letting them be tied up by a team of horses in immense shame while defecating and urinating around the clock, so to speak. As for Grace, strangely enough, Grace's chastity belt didn't have a plug, and Isaac didn't have any control over it. Most of the suit given to her by Luna is hidden, except for the green chastity belt, which is stuck around her waist, chest, and legs, and the brassiere girdle. It seems that the Luna needs to approve of Isaac before she can have control. Nowadays, Grace's hair has grown out quite a bit, becoming shoulder-length short hair, full of a kind of valor. Anna's arms were forcibly straightened and elbow-tied behind her back, with her elbows tightly together in a Y-shaped position. Her shoulders were forced open to the limit by the ropes, and her small arms and big arms were tightly bound to her torso. The thick rope wraps around her chest, first above and below her breasts, and then behind her back, binding her upper arms and elbows, ensuring that her arms are tight against her torso and that her elbows are tied so tightly that she can't move them. At her waist, several more lengths of rope were pulled out and tied tightly around her waist, and then extended behind her back to securely tie her small arms, with her wrists also tied with ropes. In the middle of the top ring of ropes behind her back, a rope was pulled out, extended upwards, formed a Y-shape and pulled to the sides of her neck, then pulled along her neck to the front of her body, crossed in front of her neck to form another Y-shape, and strangled directly into her cleavage, linking to the middle of the ropes under her breasts. Then, two more ropes were pulled out from behind her back, directly upwards in a V-shape to her shoulders, tightly pulling her shoulders downwards to the sides of her breasts, and together with the ropes at her cleavage, tightly binding her breasts in all directions, linking to the ropes below her breasts, forming an M-shaped rope path above her breasts. Anna's breasts were pushed out even more by the ropes, and they were taut and full. Her legs were tightly bound by a dozen or so ungentlemanly ropes, strangled into a twist, and her ankles were suspended by a team of horses from her wrists, which were connected to the strands of rope at the same time. The two strands of rope were pressing down on Anna's secret area, and although it was free of the plug for the moment, the tightness of the ropes made it impossible for her to ignore the vague feeling of compression. Anna's body trembled slightly from the ropes, leaving deep marks on her skin that made her look helpless and miserable. Anna had been tied up like this, and at mealtimes Eko would drag her hair out to lick at the leftovers she'd gotten from Isaac. Because Eko would fight whenever she saw Sophia, Isak was afraid they would tear the place apart and would cook for Eko alone. However, even so, Aiko would purposely feed the leftovers to the little pets after eating with maid Vivian in front of the little pets, and then put the rice directly aside for the night. And when it was time to eat the leftovers, Eko would take out the leftovers from yesterday's overnight meal and let Vivian mix them together to blend the flavors into an unappetizing leftover meal specifically for them. Now the four of them, lying on their backs on the grill-like wooden grid at the bottom of the cage that caused them so much pain, had only two things to do for entertainment - one was to struggle helplessly, and the other was to look at each other and Jane and Chanel with eyes that conveyed desperation and helplessness. As for whimpering, Anna wouldn't dare - Em didn't like heroines whimpering helplessly, she'd abuse them. "Whimper..." Anna's head hung low as she listened to the slightly sad music, thinking of her children. Anna always gave in to Eko, not because she was loyal to Eko like Gracie was, but because Anna herself always thought of her own children when she saw them. She couldn't fight it - she liked being abused by children, no matter what kind of children they were, tied up and abused, and even better, humiliated by their asshole mother. "Hmph." Jane was wearing a tattered sky blue lace bra and panties, and she was tied up just like Anna. There were two tubes up her ass as well to be humiliated by Eko every day. The two tubes were often pulled out by Eko in the past few days to taunt her, and she even pushed the contents of the tubes up Jane's ass to humiliate her. Jane was a far cry from Anna. Anna was now just a haggard Anna with no bath for days, and her hair in disarray, whereas Jane was - let's just say - in a sorry state. Jane's hair was completely disheveled, as if she was about to be sentenced to a year in the dungeon, her blonde aristocratic lady's hair was now as haggard and disheveled as weeds, and Jane's face was covered in Eko's various smears. Jane's face was covered with Eko's smears, and she was even bruised and swollen, with her duct-taped mouth reduced to a sausage mouth. The body of the white, noble lady was filthy and had numerous bloody whip marks. But she still glared at her sister, the one who abused her every day to get off. Jane interrupted her sister's music with a grunt of hatred at Eko. "Whore Lanceles, you're making trouble again!" Eko put down her lute and came aggressively toward Jane's dog crate. Jane glared at her rebellious sister without any fear. "You know what I play! Everyone in the world can not know! Only you can't not know!" With that, Eko took off her shoes and threw them at Jane in the cage, hitting the door without hitting Jane, who was "protected" by the cage. "It's time to abuse the little pets and the stranger Lancashire whore!" Eko was gleaming with excitement in his eyes as he pumped his fist. "Hmph." Jane glared at her rebellious sister, Eko was only halfway through the song she had just played, the first half was just slightly sad music, but the second half was a standard tragedy. In ancient times, two elven sisters loved each other, but as the Dark Elves and High Elves split up, the older sister joined the Dark Elves and the younger sister joined the High Elves. The younger sister saw her sister's behavior as a betrayal, and hunted her sister all the way. In the end, she was able to kill her sister, who was far stronger than she was, but it was because she couldn't bear to hurt her sister. When she learns the truth, she is so distraught that she can't kill herself and summons a sea monster to devour her. "You! Come out!" Eko directly dragged Duchess Chanel, who was bound by the same team of horses as Anna, and whose mouth was also wrapped in duct tape, and whose hair was incredibly messy, out of the cage by her hair. Duchesse Chanel was used to being abused by Eko. She was the least close to Eko and therefore relatively "comfortable", that is, being abused by Eko to make Jane feel ashamed and humiliated. "Oooooo uhhhhhhh!!!" The Chanel Duchess frowned as she endured the pain and was yanked out by Eko. It hurt her to be yanked like that by Eko. Vivian, who was watching from the side, was in pain herself. --As a maid, Vivian could be said to be the most comfortable. All she had to do every day was to wake up, dress big sister Eko, make sure the leftovers from yesterday were ready, and feed them to the pets when it was time to eat. Then she tied herself up. At night, Eko would untie herself after loosening the knot, then bathe her, then bathe and undress herself, put on her underwear, and then sleep with her - much more comfortably than her mistress, now pet, Duchess Chanel. "Remember, all grievances are on the head of the whore Lancelot, is that clear?" Eko stared into the haggard face of the Chanel Duchess, who nodded helplessly and let out a reluctant whimper. "Death to you, the slut who took Eko's sister!" Eko took the spanking paddle used by Jane's teacher and beat her ass with it. Eko, a rebellious teenager, didn't like to be slapped with one hand; she stood directly above Duchess Chanel with her feet spread apart, holding the spanking paddle with both hands, and whipped Duchess Chanel's poor ass like a golf ball! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Oooooh!!!" Duchess Chanel's brow furrowed in pain as she whimpered, and Vivian, who was tied up by her own self-bondage, was too scared to look. "Beat you to death! You took Aiko's sister! Know this! Eko's sister will betray you too! She already betrayed you! She's the one! She's the one who got you into this mess!" Eko was in a worse mood today than she had been the last few days, probably because Jane had interrupted her playing the piano with a whimper today, which she hadn't done the last few days. WOO HOO HOO HOO!!! WOO HOO HOO!!!" Duchess Chanel's entire ass swelled up from being whipped, tears streaming down her face. "Alright! Let's spare your life first!" Eko stepped on Baroness Chanel's head and lightly slapped her with the palm of her foot, "Heh heh, you're still a baroness, you're just a bully just like that purple-haired monster! You are nothing without your Lord Baroness's guards and knights! I, Robin Hood of Lancaster, will not spare you hypocritical nobles!" "Oooh." The Duchess of Chanel slumped to the ground in humiliation, how could she be happy after being treated like a pet for a week? She needed someone to save her. Would it be. Isaac? "You, crybaby, come out!" Eko said opening Anna's cell door and yanking her right out. Anna's whole body wriggled in fear when she saw Eko, just like a snake. "What are you afraid of?" Eko looked at Anna who was scared even before she was abused and became even more angry, "Don't be afraid!" Eko said and took out a whip from the side and whipped Anna's ass. Anna was hit and howled in pain, her face full of even more fear. Ai didn't know that Anna had temporarily treated Ai Ke as her own child, as if she was being blamed by her own child for why she had abandoned herself. Anna, of course, couldn't answer, and was naturally terrified to the core. "Bastard! You are a demon hunter! You'll be laughed at by vampires if you spread the word like that!!!" Eko was furious and gave Anna three more lashes on her ass. "Oooooooo！！！！ OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ！！！！" Anna couldn't stop squirming in fear, and if it wasn't for Greta here she would have cried out immediately. After a week of being abused she had instinctively succumbed to the little girl. Anna not only saw her own child in Eko, but also saw her own figure in her happy teenage years - although she was already more sensible at fourteen than Eko was at eighteen, she was still a naughty little girl at the beginning no matter how she put it. Thinking about this, Anna was even more saddened by sadness. "Why are you so scared and so sad?? Be strong! You are a demon hunter! Eko is too angry!!!" Eko looked at the weak and scared woman in front of him and became even more disgruntled, lashing out at Anna's ass, which was already covered in whip marks! Anna howled and struggled, her whole body tied up with a team of horses struggled and rolled over on the ground, and then struggled and rolled to lie on her side in the other direction. Constantly being whipped to change the direction of lying on her side, Eko was also whipping harder and harder, giving Anna a bruise all over her body before stopping. "Eko is disappointed! There are no such cowardly demon hunters in the world! Pisses me off!" Eko said, kicking Anna in the face. "Your turn! Grey!" Eko was furious as she simultaneously opened the door to Jane and Gracie, Gracie was cooperative and didn't need Eko to tug on her hair, she took it upon herself to wriggle her teamed body and slowly squirm out of the cage, while at the same time Eko tugged on her sister's incredibly messy hair and yanked it out of Jane, who smelled of Eko's tortured feet and armpits. "Oooooh!!!" Jane was still strong against her sister.

"Hahahaha, the vampire woman is such a spendthrift! Hahahaha!!" Anna lay on the ground, tears streaming down her face from laughter. "You guys?? You!!! Don't you dare laugh at this female viscountess!!!" Sophia jumped up and down in rage, impotent fury. "Hahaha, the purple-haired monster is a wasteful bat, millions of pounds aren't enough for her to spend, hahahaha!!" Eiko mocked Sophia, improvising a poem: "The purple-haired monster of Xilania, boasted of her wealth so grand. But when the ledger was checked, nothing but waste was found!"

"The Baroness doesn't believe it!" Sophia jumped up in anger, "Don't you hate little Zack the most?" "The vampire girl is jealous!" Anna also got up and stood facing Sophia. "Who, who's jealous?" Sophia yelled. "Really, your restraints are too light now. You can only not use your abilities? It would be better if this vampire girl could be fully restrained, with the restraints completely unable to transform or unlock," Anna complained with dissatisfaction. "That's what I'm saying, looking at it this way, this Diana isn't that powerful either? As the goddess of chastity, she hasn't even locked Sophia's virginity?" Isaac also chimed in. "Little Zack!!!! You idiot, shut up quickly!!!!!!!!! " Sophia screamed frantically in fear, knowing that Isaac the idiot had said the wrong thing again! The gods can hear everything spoken about them in an instant if their names are mentioned instead of their titles – hence the saying, "Do not speak the name of God directly." Of course, some things named after gods, like planets, can be mentioned in the correct context without the gods knowing, which falls into the realm of occultism. On the other hand, naturally, gods generally don't care about disrespectful people unless they are their followers or chosen ones, just as humans don't care about ants, and there are too many to manage – but are Sophia and Isaac the same?? Sophia might be the person Diana cares about most, besides her followers and chosen ones!!! Not to mention Isaac the fool – daring to mock Diana in front of an item blessed by Diana, saying she isn't that powerful??? Even more unlucky, it's night now!!! Moonlight spreads across the land, Diana's power is at its strongest. "Otherwise, you'll—呜呜呜???" Before Sophia could finish scolding Isaac, she found the gag in her mouth suddenly stuffing it shut!! "呜呜呜!!!!????" Sophia looked at the gag in her mouth – of course, with extremely shocked cross-eyes. Her silver-blue gloves on both hands directly forced her to clench her fists, then wrapped around them, and forcibly pulled them behind her into a Y-shaped pose with elbows bent – then a single glove appeared out of nowhere and encased her arms! The strap of the single glove automatically wrapped around Sophia's neck and fastened in front of her, crossing in an X shape below her collarbone on a ring emitting a silver-blue glow. "呜呜呜????" Sophia had an expression of extreme fear, as if she were doomed. As expected, Sophia's collar then rapidly enlarged with a "bang!", directly becoming a neck brace! It rigidly locked Sophia's neck and jaw, rendering her unable to move her neck any further! "呜呜呜..." Sophia looked sad, on the verge of tears, but she absolutely couldn't cry in front of that little slut. Sophia felt the waist cincher tighten its grip on her, squeezing more flesh towards her hips and breasts. At the same time, a metal backplate appeared on the upper edge of the waist cincher behind Sophia – connecting to the waist cincher that had already fixed Sophia's lumbar spine, running up along Sophia's spine, and finally connecting to Sophia's neck brace – completely stripping Sophia of her spinal mobility! "呜呜呜...." Sophia's expression was incredibly pathetic, looking like she wanted to cry but absolutely couldn't. Diana showed no sympathy. Sophia's feet were already locked in floor-length slave high-heeled ballet boots that prevented her ankles and soles from bending, with her toes touching the ground. However, leg restraints, similar in style to the waist cincher and connected and tightened at the back, did not appear from the thighs. Like extra-long custom waist cinchers, the leg restraints tightly locked Sophia's thighs and calves all the way to her ankles, including the slave boots. At the same time, they squeezed all the flesh from Sophia's thighs towards her buttocks, artificially enhancing Sophia's posterior and locking Sophia's legs into a single rod! Because they were made of silver-blue metal, Sophia's knees were also locked, unable to bend at all! This wasn't the end! The slave boots actually merged with the leg restraints on Sophia's legs! The leg restraints directly merged with the slave ballet boots at the ankles, and the two shoes merged into a single, wide, single-foot model of ballet high-heeled shoe! There was only one wide heel and a wide platform! "呜呜呜????" Sophia, by bending at the hips, bent her upper body and looked fearfully at the changes in her legs. Now her spine couldn't move, her legs couldn't move, and the only parts that could move were her hips and her tongue in her mouth. Clearly, Diana didn't intend to give Sophia freedom of hip movement! The bottom of the waist cincher and the upper part of the leg restraints extended and merged into a super restraint, like a super waist cincher, extending from her breasts to her toes! The chastity belt, with its C-shaped metal arc pressing between her legs like a crotch strap, remained within the restraint, and its front and back ends were nearly perpendicular to the inner wall of the restraint, like a rod horizontally placed in a pipe. This part was fitted within the metal patch between Sophia's legs, and naturally, there were three plugs! Maintaining the pressure of the three plugs on Sophia's three holes! "呜呜呜????" Sophia was forced to straighten her entire body, only able to move her eyeballs to look at her completely encased buttocks and hips from the corner of her lower vision! Now Sophia's toes couldn't move, her soles couldn't move, her ankles couldn't move, her knees couldn't move, her thighs couldn't move, her hips couldn't move, her spine couldn't move, her arms couldn't move, her elbows couldn't move, her wrists couldn't move, her fingers couldn't move, and her neck couldn't move! Sophia had a bad premonition. The only parts she could still move were her eyes and her tongue. Her tongue should be fine, after all—"呜呜?" What was pressing on Sophia's tongue?? The inside of the gag had turned into a long phallus?????? Sophia had underestimated Diana. A phallus gag was one of the means used to punish sluts! Her two sisters were currently parading with phallus gags and horse tack headgear for the final leg of their procession! Now poor Sophia couldn't even move her tongue? Stuck by a damned phallus?? And the damned phallus was in Isaac's shape and size??? Don't ask Sophia how she knew! The gag, in the damned Isaac's size, was pressing all the way to Sophia's throat! It even restricted Sophia's throat muscles!!! "呜呜呜????" Sophia, with cross-eyes, looked at her mouth. The exterior of the gag had also changed, becoming a silver-glowing leather mask that completely covered her mouth. Then, two metal strips extended upwards from the sides of her mouth – forming a ring at her forehead that enclosed her entire forehead – a horse tack headgear! "呜呜..." Sophia despaired. Her hair was also completely pulled tight against her scalp by the gag and headgear – this did prevent Sophia's hairstyle from being too messy, as her hair dispersed only after leaving the back of her head. Sophia knew what was coming next – the only part she could still move – as expected, a silver-blue eye mask appeared within the horse tack net and covered Sophia's eyes, simultaneously reinforcing her purple hair that was pressed against the back of her head, completely stripping Sophia of her last freedom! This wasn't the end. The straps on Sophia's gag also extended backward, including Sophia's hair, and at the nape of her neck, directly tied her hair to her neck. Then, over a dozen silver-blue leather straps appeared! They completely secured Sophia's single gloves to her torso! They then continued downwards, re-securing Sophia's buttocks, thighs, and calves! Although this entire set of restraints was made of metal, the material and feel were more like hard, specially treated leather with a metallic sheen. This actually enhanced the aesthetic and sensual appeal. "呜呜。。。。。。呜呜呜呜呜呜呜呜!!!!!" It was all because that bastard Isaac disrespected Diana, and now she had completely turned into a rod!!!!! Not a single part of her body could move!! Not a single part!! "呜呜呜!!! 呜呜呜!!!!" Sophia roared in anger, all her resentment directed at Isaac!!! "呜呜呜!!!" Sophia wanted to stomp her feet, as she could only stomp her feet to vent when bound, but she found she couldn't! Because not a single muscle could move!

On the territory of the Turk Empire, south of the southern border of西兰尼亚. Not far to the north lies Karafat, one of西兰尼亚's southern border towns. This is the channel between the towns, and on the road, a Gothic carriage is pulled by two ghost warhorses. Along the roadside lie many human corpses, already surrounded by crows and flies – unfortunate refugees, travelers, or deserters who died here in the war. It is afternoon, but because of its proximity to西兰尼亚, known as the Land of the Dead, the sky is overcast, a common weather for西兰尼亚. And in a bathroom within the carriage, the Bloody Rose. "Really, hurry up and pee!" Isaac commanded. Before him was a bathtub, and squatting in it were Anna and Jane. Anna and Jane's upper bodies were tightly bound by ropes. Their upper arms were secured to their torsos by ropes stretched from below their breasts, binding their breasts tightly. Their forearms were folded behind their backs, their entire arms held in a W shape, their forearms crossed behind their backs. The ropes holding their arms were pulled up to the sides of their necks, converging in front of them into a Y shape that dug directly into their cleavage. The outer sides of their breasts were also constricted by ropes, tightly binding their breasts in a horizontal figure-eight, rendering them immobile. Anna and Jane were wearing indoor shirts as casual wear. Anna's was more in the style of a female swordsman, while Jane's was a blouse full of ruffles, befitting a noblewoman. They were also wearing short skirts, one bright red and the other sky blue, on their legs. Isaac had lifted both short skirts and tucked them into the ropes around their upper bodies. Their legs were spread apart as they squatted in the square, Gothic-style, claw-footed bathtub. Their underwear had been pulled down to their knees. Jane's legs were bare, while Anna wore her already foul-smelling silk stockings – she had accumulated a large collection of these foul-smelling stockings, which were an important part of her "arsenal" for attacking enemies like Sophia. The chastity belts between their legs, as they squatted in the bathtub, captured Isaac's full attention as he lay by the edge of the tub. The main reason was that the toilets there only had one commode, so Isaac had to use the bathtub to make Anna and Jane urinate together. "You, don't look at us so lewdly!" Jane complained, her face flushed red, as she looked at Isaac, who was lying by the edge of the tub like a perverted man, staring at the chastity belts between her legs. "Isn't Sophia watching too?" Isaac pointed to Sophia, who was hanging upside down from the ceiling nearby. Sophia's arms were restrained behind her back with a single gauntlet, binding her elbows. From her breasts downwards, she wore a one-piece super corset that extended all the way to her feet, forming a hobble skirt-like extension at her legs, and culminating in a single ballet high-heeled boot that completely encased her feet. Her entire torso was tightly bound by countless leather straps, forming a rigid column. A neck brace collar was around her neck, her mouth was gagged with a leather mask, stuffed with Anna's foul stockings, and another was wrapped around her nose. Sophia's eyes were free. Isaac had deliberately hung Sophia there to tell her that she had to surrender her body and mind completely to him, or else he would make her watch Anna and Jane urinate – after she hadn't urinated for five or six days, had been soaked in the sea for a long time, and had drunk a lot of seawater. This would make Sophia reflexively want to urinate even more, and she would even be jealous of their right to excrete. "Damn it, I forgot, I am the one who controls your urination. You've been plugged for so long that your urethral muscles have completely lost their function." Isaac said, and with his mind, he opened Anna and Jane's urethral plugs, and clear liquid gushed out. Isaac's eyes widened as he carefully admired this beautiful sight, which occurred only two or three times a day. As for Anna and Jane, they were bound like objects and displayed as they urinated for others to admire. It goes without saying that their entire bodies were flushed red with shame. "Sophia, look—" Isaac, having finished admiring the two women's urination, turned triumphantly to Sophia, who was stimulated by the reflex. He immediately sensed that Sophia had become even more submissive. It seemed that the female princess, whose bladder had been held for five days and who had been forcibly given seawater, was forced to submit even more in order to urinate, surrendering more of her body and mind to Isaac. In return, Isaac gained more control over Sophia's restraints. "I've also gained control over the straps and leg restraints." Isaac looked at Sophia's body and first made the straps that bound her body in circles disappear. Additionally, the extra leg restraints that extended from below the corset down her buttocks and along her entire legs were also made to disappear by Isaac's control. The lower edge of the corset once again became V-shaped, and the chastity belt at the midpoint of the lower edge reappeared. The long, high-heeled slave ballet high-heeled boots on her legs also changed from the original one-piece single boots back into two separate boots. Of course, because Sophia's ankles were chained and hanging from the ceiling, her feet were still forced together. Isaac, not satisfied, summoned ankle cuffs and thigh cuffs to lock Sophia's thighs together and reinforced her ankles. "Mmmph mmmph!!!" Sophia, hanging upside down, angrily muffled a cry at Isaac. "It seems the slave boots can't be controlled yet. They've just separated from the integrated unit into two separate boots," Isaac said, looking at Sophia's feet. "I have an idea. Anna, from now on, you'll fight bound in slave boots!" Isaac said triumphantly to Anna. "What did you say?" Anna looked at Isaac in disbelief. "Like this!" Isaac directly embraced Anna and carried her out. With his mind, he manipulated her. Anna's now bare feet directly grew over-the-knee slave super high-heeled ballet shoes, forcing her instep to straighten, making her only able to stand on her tiptoes. "Hey! My feet aren't dry yet..." Anna cursed, her face red. "What's the big deal? Your feet have only been rinsed with water for basic cleaning these past few days, but you haven't bothered to deal with the smell on your feet at all for the sake of stinking up Sophia and Greysha. They're already stinking. And you're still thinking about drying your feet?" Isaac said with a wicked grin, looking at Anna. Anna was, after all, a girl and still liked to be clean. Her feet were cleaned every day and washed very thoroughly. However, she basically only rinsed them with water to remove dirt and keep her skin clean, while trying her best to maintain the smell that was produced daily and had accumulated – even if her own feet became smelly, she wanted to stink Sophia and Greysha to death. It was probably the same principle as "killing eight hundred enemies at the cost of a thousand of your own." "You!!! They don't stink!!!" Anna panicked. Her face flushed red as she got angry. She absolutely hated it when people said her feet stank – after all, she didn't have that kind of fetish. She only did it to stink Sophia and Greysha to death. Before Greysha attacked her with her scent, she washed her feet diligently every day, even when she was outdoors. Who would like their feet to stink if not to eliminate enemies? "Heh heh, if you don't let me humiliate you, I'll wash away all the smell from your stinky feet, and then you won't be able to attack your mortal enemies." Isaac said with a wicked grin, taunting the blushing Anna. "You!!! I was wrong, okay?" Anna said softly, feeling extremely ashamed and regretful. Extremely ashamed, she lowered her head with a red face. "Anna, look, your shoes have been upgraded into blades by me." Isaac pointed to Anna's slave boots. "What?" Anna looked down at the ballet shoes. The long heels of the ballet shoes had become sharp blades extending backward. They were a full twenty-five centimeters long, essentially short swords. "Are you an idiot? I can't even run in these shoes that force my toes to the ground. If I run fast, I'll sprain my ankle or even fall. You want me to fight in these?" Although Anna was an exceptionally agile woman, even she clearly couldn't run or kick in these anti-human shoes. "Then how about this!" Isaac transformed the shoes. The blade heels shortened to ten centimeters, and the ballet shoes became ordinary high heels. Anna's entire foot could now step on the ground. At the tip of the shoe, there was also a 15-centimeter blade extending forward, which could be used for toe kicks. Of course, the high heels of the blade high-heeled boots could also be kicked backward for slashing attacks. "Isn't this just ordinary high-heeled shoes with blades on the toes and heels?" Anna scorned Isaac. "It's not that simple. Try straightening your instep and striking a ballet pose!" Isaac said triumphantly. "Tch—what's going on?" Anna straightened her instep. The blade at the tip of the high-heeled shoe extended forward along the direction of her instep, while the blade heel changed angle, becoming closer to the arch of the shoe, even extending to become a sharp knife about twenty-eight centimeters long. "See? This can switch flexibly. Normally, they are ordinary high-heeled boots with blades. When the attack distance is insufficient, you just need to move your foot to straighten your instep." "Not bad." Although Anna's upper body was bound, she proudly swayed her feet, examining these deadly slave boots. Anna had studied dance as a child, especially ballet. If not for the sudden misfortune in her family, with her talent, she might have become a good dancer. This stance of straightening her instep and standing on her tiptoes was extremely familiar to her. "I've completely hardened the calf part of your slave boots. They should be invulnerable now." Isaac said to Anna, then continued, "The Moon God's ability allows these boots to absorb impact when attacked. As long as they are not hit by heavy blunt weapons like warhammers or battle axes, they should be fine." Anna could also feel a soft, thick cotton-like inner lining inside the boots, which cushioned her calves better against impact. Although her thighs couldn't be fully covered by the slave boots due to the need to bend her knees, the part of the slave boots that reached mid-thigh was made of leather. Because it was blessed by the Moon God, it could basically be considered invulnerable. As long as they were not hit by blunt force attacks like hammers or axes, with the cushioning of her thigh muscles, she could largely disregard enemy attacks. "You're amazing!" Since her hands were tied behind her back, Anna gently nudged Isaac with her knee to express her gratitude. Then, she lightly kicked Isaac to test her skills – forgetting that her high heels were blades, she directly opened up Isaac's stomach.

"You're up against me, you mutt!" Anna charged, snatching a scimitar once wielded by Alexander the Great from a nearby display case and swinging it at Gretha, who only had a shield. "Anna, don't fight Gretha—what?" Eiko's mouth was silenced. Isaac had just released Jian's collar's energy suppression. "Don't fight in this Baroness's treasury!!! Don't!!!!!!" Sophia's hair stood on end as she shrieked in a high-pitched, terrified voice. It was too late. Gretha kicked Anna, sending her flying into an ancient Inca pottery urn, smashing the millennia-old artifact. "Bastard!!!!!!!!!!!" Sophia screamed, stamping her feet in rage. At that moment, Laurenna, clad in a blue, slit-skirted dress, joined the fray. She lunged from behind, grabbing Gretha—only for Gretha to execute a perfect judo throw, slamming her to the ground. But it was enough for Anna to surge forward. Anna lifted her foot high, then straightened her instep—her high-heeled ballet shoes transforming. Isaac, with practiced coordination, merged the platform and heel into a single, elongated wedge, like a war hammer, and brought it down towards Gretha's head— "BOOM!" Gretha's eyes spun, rolling back in her head. Such an attack wouldn't incapacitate her, but Laurenna, a royal vampire stronger than Gretha in her human form, seized the opportunity, flashing behind her and pinning Gretha to the ground. She then caught a pair of iron handcuffs thrown by Isaac and, with them, shackled the knight's armored hands behind her back. "Bastard!" Gretha, weaker than Laurenna, thrashed on the ground. The handcuff chains were only about five centimeters long, leaving Gretha with little room to escape. Laurenna then took another pair of arm restraints and locked Gretha's unarmored upper arms, also with chains about five centimeters long, pulling her elbows close to her body. Though the knight wore a pure white breastplate, her hands were now bound, rendering her useless. "Ankle cuffs here!" Anna produced a pair of ankle cuffs. Laurenna held Gretha's white, metal-booted legs firmly. Anna swiftly cuffed Gretha's ankles. The cuffs were only about thirty centimeters long, severely limiting the knight's ability to attack. "Heh, Isaac, take off my slave boots!" Anna looked at Isaac, who was slumped on the ground, panting, his head bleeding. "Okay..." Isaac replied. Anna's slave boots vanished. Inside, her flesh-colored stockings, unchanged for two days, were revealed. Her feet, and indeed her entire legs, hadn't been washed in days. Worse, because Isaac hadn't released Anna's leg restraints for the past two days, the stockings had been sealed within Anna's over-the-knee ballet slave boots, saturated with Anna's body odor! A foul stench wafted towards them, noticed by both Sophia and Laurenna. "Open up!" Anna yanked off a stocking, pinching Gretha's cheeks tightly. Gretha stubbornly kept her mouth shut, refusing to let Anna shove the stocking in. Anna then pinched Gretha's nose. Gretha resisted defiantly, glaring at Anna, refusing to open her mouth. They remained in this stalemate for over three minutes until Gretha, pale and unable to hold out any longer, gasped for air—and Anna shoved the stocking in. "Hungry!!" Anna exclaimed as Gretha dared to bite her. She then removed another stocking, tied a knot in the middle, and used it as a gag, binding it tightly around Gretha's mouth, forcing the knot deep into her mouth. "Mmph! Mmph!" Gretha wrinkled her nose, overwhelmed by the stench, clearly distressed. "Heh, mutt. You made me eat your stinky feet back then, and I'll never forget it." With that, Anna placed her bare, unwashed feet, reeking after days without a wash, directly onto Gretha's nose. Gretha's eyes immediately rolled back from the overwhelming odor. "The area above the little white dog's greaves is soft flesh," Laurenna remarked, looking at Gretha. Gretha's greaves only covered up to her knees, and beneath them were long, white, form-fitting stockings that reached mid-thigh. Laurenna lifted Gretha's demure dress, revealing the tantalizing gap between the top of the stockings and her panties. Laurenna triumphantly reached out and squeezed Gretha's fleshy thighs. "Mmph! Mmph!" Gretha let out a muffled whimper of humiliation. Pinioned on the ground by two foul women, she was completely defenseless. Meanwhile, the pitiable Eiko was already tightly bound like a snake by vines summoned by Jian's druidic nature magic, learned from the elves. Her mouth was also gagged by vines—and inside them was Jian's own underwear, stuffed in with spatial magic. "Isaac, are you alright?" Jian closed her eyes, channeling the life force of nature, infusing the slumped Isaac with natural energy. An emerald glow emanated from Isaac as his battered body began to recover. The magic of mages and sorcerers rarely included healing spells, but Jian, now wielding druidic magic, could heal others. "Much... much better," Isaac said, gradually regaining his strength and standing up. "Your sister is mine to bind," Isaac said, his head still bleeding. "Why? No!" Jian said, looking at Isaac angrily. "Her subordinate, Gretha, broke my things. Sophia's belongings are mine," Isaac said, glancing at Sophia, who was trembling with rage behind him. Their fight had damaged many of Sophia's possessions. "I am her sister, I will pay for her," Jian said, forbidding Isaac from acting. "That's not up to you!" Isaac retorted, using his collar to suppress Jian's magic. He then summoned Jian's arm and handcuffs, forcibly pulling her hands behind her back, and then summoned Jian's white gauntlets, binding the poor female mage's hands behind her elbows! "Isaac! You bastard!! You mmph mmph mmph mmph!!!" A white gag appeared in Jian's mouth, silencing her completely. As Jian's magic vanished, the vines binding Eiko gradually receded. But Isaac, lying in wait, pounced on Eiko like a hungry tiger. Eiko's combat skills were superior to Isaac's, but she lacked his strength. Pinned down by Isaac, Eiko's hands were bound behind her back in a cross shape within moments. He then used rope to bind her elbows together, then wrapped it around Eiko's upper arms and torso. Her arms were bound behind her back at the wrists, forming an 'X' shape with her elbows together, and her chest was also tightly bound. "Mmph! Mmph!" Eiko still had her sister's underwear in her mouth, saving Isaac some trouble. Jian rushed forward, attempting one last resistance for her sister, but Isaac made one of Jian's slave boots disappear. The weakened Jian, having lost a high heel, lost her balance and immediately fell. Isaac then forcibly pulled one of the white stockings from Jian's leg as she lay on the ground, tied a knot, and gagged Eiko with it. He then straddled Eiko and used rope to tightly bind the legs of the minstrel, who wore brown leather shorts and short leather boots! "Mmph! Mmph!" Eiko glared fiercely at Isaac, who grinned triumphantly. "Very good, little Zack," Sophia said, looking at Isaac. Her extreme anger was tinged with a hint of satisfaction. "The little noise-maker's mouth stinks. Binding it with little Jian's socks and underwear is too good for that foul mouth," Sophia said with disgust. "Mmph! Mmph!" Eiko whimpered stubbornly—then Isaac slapped her on the butt: "SMACK!!!" "WHOA!!!" Eiko cried out in pain. "Listen, you're Jian's sister, I can go easy on you," Isaac said, slapping Eiko's butt again! "SMACK!!!" "WHOA WHOA!!!" Eiko cried out in pain, and with her cries, she inhaled more of her sister's underwear and sock odor! "But Sophia is my treasure, and all her things are my treasures. You can't just destroy my treasures!" Isaac said, delivering another hard slap to the rebellious girl's backside!! "SMACK!!!" "WHOA!!!" Eiko cried out in pain, but she glared defiantly at Isaac, refusing to yield. "You and your servant broke one of Sophia's antique urns, and—" Isaac looked into the distance. A marble statue of a disarmed Venus from the ancient Rolosen Empire (a version of Lilith without elf ears) had also been shattered by the recent fight between Eiko and Gretha. "And that marble statue. I want you two to pay me ten gold coins." Isaac delivered another slap to Eiko's butt! "SMACK!!!" "WHOA!!!" Eiko cried out in pain. "That urn was only worth six or seven Nomisma, but the Venus statue is at least a hundred Nomisma," Sophia grumbled angrily. "Mmph????" Eiko's eyes widened as she looked at Sophia. She had stolen plenty of her parents' money to spend, but a hundred Nomisma, roughly a hundred Eliran pounds, was an amount she had never stolen before! Such a sum was equivalent to the total annual income of a middle to lower-class knight in Eliran! "You can't afford it, can you?" Isaac said, delivering another slap to Eiko's butt! The impact made both Eiko and Jian whimper! "Oooohhh!!!" Eiko cried out in pain, rolling her eyes. "Mmph mmph mmph!!!" Jian, who hadn't been hit, protested Isaac daring to slap her sister.

"Ai Ke, sign this." Isaac removed Ai Ke's blindfold. Ai Ke glared at Isaac, refusing to comply even if it meant death. "I knew it all along." Isaac walked over to Jian, summoned Jian's gag, and then, with Jian's exclusive white rope, bound her entire body tightly with her legs and arms straight and together. He then secured Jian in an extreme hogtie and suspended her from Sophia's chandelier. Jian's hair, elbows, and wrists were tied together, leaving her hanging in a C-shape, her arms pulled back and upwards to their limit. "Mmmph mmph mmph!!!" Jian hadn't even been tortured yet, but just being suspended like this made her howl. "Wuwuwu!!!" Seeing her sister treated this way, Ai Ke cried out in anger. "Do you submit? Will you sign?" Isaac looked at Ai Ke. "Wuwuwu!!" Ai Ke glared at Isaac. "Slap slap slap!!!" Three lashes struck Jian's pale, bare buttocks. "Wuwuwu????" Ai Ke watched, dumbfounded. "Woooooooh!!!" Jian's eyes rolled back from the pain, tears streaming uncontrollably. Isaac, that bastard, his whipping pain was now on par with Ding Yangchun's, and his whipping of Sophia even surpassed Ding Yangchun's. In just two years, Isaac had mastered the art of whipping to the highest level. "That was just the beginning, Ai Ke. If you don't submit, I can beat your sister until her skin is torn and her flesh is exposed." Isaac looked at Jian, who was despairingly hogtied. Isaac had already arranged with Jian beforehand that all the abuse would be inflicted on her, not on her poor sister Ai Ke, as long as Ai Ke submitted. "Wuwuwu????" Hearing about her skin being torn, Ai Ke was completely stunned. Wasn't Isaac her sister's lover? How could he be so cruel? "Slap slap slap!!!" Four lashes struck Jian's large buttocks. This time, Isaac deliberately used 120% of his strength, truly leaving four bloody marks on Jian's backside! "Woooooooh oh oh oh!!!" Jian wailed, tears gushing out uncontrollably. Her buttocks were truly torn open, completely mangled. The relationship between Isaac and Jian had now completely devolved into one of possession and ownership. Isaac could do whatever he pleased with Jian's body; the poor Jian had utterly become a plaything for abuse. "Wuwuwu????" Ai Ke looked at her sister's mangled buttocks, utterly shocked. "Ai Ke, Ai Ke, because of your mistake, your sister's buttocks have been beaten to a pulp. I can continue to whip the parts of your sister's buttocks that are already torn open. Do you submit?" Isaac said, delivering another whip to Jian's already mangled backside. "Woooooooh!!!" Jian's eyes rolled back from the lash, and she cried out uncontrollably. Even Anna, watching from the side, grew fearful. "Wuwuwu..." Ai Ke lowered her head in humiliation. Although Ai Ke was mischievous, she didn't want her sister to suffer such torment. If all it took was her pressing a handprint to stop her sister from being so cruelly abused, then she was willing. "Very good." Isaac said, undoing Ai Ke's triple-folded posture. He then applied a red magical potion to the thumb of one of Ai Ke's hands, which had been forcibly bound behind her back with her elbows crossed. "Wuwuwu..." Ai Ke closed her eyes, turned her back, and pressed her handprint in humiliation. "Done!" Isaac was overjoyed. He put the second contract into Sophia's private storage box and locked it. This wasn't entirely foolproof, however. Jian possessed the Supreme Decryption Art and could open the box at any time to burn the contracts, or she could attempt to magically destroy the contracts, which were only guaranteed by the ink. "Jian, if you do anything to invalidate your sister's contract, I will turn you into a chamber pot and make you eat everyone's excrement in front of your sister every day. Moreover, I can have these women who obey me capture her again anytime, understand?" Isaac walked over to the weeping Jian. This noble teacher had been completely subdued by Isaac, not just physically, but seeing her sister insulted like this while she could do nothing, her psychological defenses had completely collapsed. She wailed and whimpered in acknowledgment. "Very good." Isaac was extremely smug. Today was truly the proudest day of his life. A noble princess, a noble sorceress with legendary mage power, a tribal chieftain, a world-destroying elder dragon, and the most powerful demon hunter had all submitted to him. As Isaac thought about it, a smug expression spread across his face. "Excellent!" Isaac was extremely pleased. He untied Ai Ke and tested the new contract: "Ai Ke, I command you to stand by the wall, touch your elbows with your hands, and do not speak!" "..." Ai Ke glared at Isaac, but her body moved involuntarily, standing by the wall and crossing her arms over her chest in submission. "Ah ha ha ha ha!!!" Isaac was ecstatic to see this brat obeying him. He untied the ropes suspending Jian and lowered her from the air, still bound with her elbows tied together. He then had Idriss, who was still lounging in bed, grow wings and fly over, sprinkling some scale powder that healed Jian's buttock wounds completely. "Heh heh, Jian, am I treating you well?" Isaac grinned wickedly at Jian's healed backside and slapped it again! "Wuwuwu!!!" Jian cried out in pain. She didn't understand why she was still being spanked when Ai Ke had already submitted. "Heh heh heh, you stand over there too!" Isaac helped Jian up. Jian, bound like a human rod, hopped humiliatingly, her large buttocks swaying. Because she was like a rod, as Jian hopped, her buttocks, bearing Isaac's red handprint, continued to shake and wiggle, looking incredibly sexy. "All of you, stand over there. Those who are bound, remain bound. Those who are not, put your hands behind your backs!" Isaac commanded. Anna and the others actually complied. The only one who resisted was Sophia. Seeing Isaac approach with his whip, she also turned and hopped away fearfully. The eight beautiful women lined up along the wall. "Very good." Isaac rang a bell, and four maids with teleportation tokens from the castle instantly appeared. "Change their clothes!" Isaac ordered. The four maids brought a large box filled with ordinary women's clothing for guests in the castle. Isaac had already instructed them on each beauty's measurements. As for Sophia's, Isaac had personally chosen her outfit. Isaac removed the restraints that could be dispelled by thought. The ropes that couldn't be undone by thought were then removed by the maids. "Remember, after you're unbound, except when putting your arms through the sleeves, you must keep your hands behind your backs, touching your elbows, understand?" Isaac said, cracking his whip in the air as a warning, primarily to Sophia. The most mischievous Ai Ke was now completely controlled by the contract, and Isaac was incredibly happy. Soon, the maids dressed them in exquisite dresses. Except for Sophia, everyone else wore a close-fitting, white, strapless chemise underneath. The torso section was a simple corset that squeezed their breasts tightly. The hoop skirt was a simple, small funnel shape, slightly widening their lower bodies. Over this was a coat-like robe, draped over their backs but only connected and tied at the waist. Overall, the front of the robe formed an X-shaped lapel line, with the intersection at their waists. Above the waist was a V-shaped opening, revealing the V-shaped bodice, upper chest, breasts, and collarbones. Below was an inverted V-shape, revealing the white chemise. Their outer skirts were of different colors. The Lancais sisters' were their family's sky blue, Greysha's was pale yellow, Laurenna's was blood red, and Anna's was pink. Idriss's was emerald green, and Hiss's was light brown. Sophia's attire was different, extremely luxurious, a Rococo-style dress primarily in purple and black, ostentatious to the extreme. It featured wide ruffles, a slender waist, and a voluminous skirt. The long sleeves were adorned with three layers of white ruffles, and a winged, ultra-wide square neckline made of lace revealed a small portion of her beautiful back, extending from her shoulders down to her bodice. The hoop skirt covered her lower body like a bowl, accentuating her elegant and noble image. They all obediently placed their hands behind their backs, touching their elbows. Isaac was very satisfied. "Put on their single-arm restraints and ankle cuffs." Isaac instructed. The maids fitted them with single-arm restraints that bound their elbows together and ankle cuffs. Afterward, the maids teleported away again. Because the hoop skirt was a small funnel shape that rested on their buttocks, their single-arm restraints rested directly on the hem of their skirts. Their arms were slightly raised backward, which wasn't particularly uncomfortable. "Heh heh heh, shall we go?" Isaac grinned wickedly, tying a rope loop around each of their necks and leading them. "Let's go, time for breakfast. How about it, Greysha, are you satisfied with this outfit?" Isaac turned to Greysha, whose face was flushed with embarrassment. She had never even touched such clothing in her life. The maids had also kindly styled their hair into elegant updos, forming noblewomen's coiffures. Greysha now looked like a noblewoman of the knightly class. "Oh, oh, oh, so shy you can't speak? It looks stunning with these single-arm restraints!" Isaac looked at the single-arm restraints on Greysha's back, also made of fabric and lace, perfectly cinching the female knight's arms, leaving her shoulders bare, and forcing her to hold her head high and chest out. "Yes..." Greysha, blushing furiously, managed to squeeze out a single word. After all, beautiful women's clothing was one of Greysha's most deeply embarrassing points. Isaac didn't need to do anything; just dressing her in beautiful clothes made her blush with shame, as she disliked wearing such attire. "Excellent!" Isaac proudly led the group for over twenty minutes, finally beginning the day's breakfast.

Five minutes later, in Sophia's bedroom. "Since you like your sister, then sleep with your sister like this!" Eiko grinned, looking at her masterpiece. Both Gresa and Jane, after their baths, were wearing lingerie. Jane had on the corset she'd chosen earlier, while Gresa, whose bra was built-in, opted for white panties in the same style as Jane's lace ones. Eiko herself was also wearing a sky-blue corset and panties. Now, Jane and Gresa stood before Eiko, their hands still bound behind their backs in the Japanese style, forearms and upper arms folded at their waists, suspended by ropes. The ropes were cinched tight around their breasts, both above and in the cleavage. Their ankles were further bound in a hobble, forcing their calves to bend, and the ropes holding their ankles were tied to the ropes suspending their forearms at their waists. The ropes suspending their forearms, the crotch rope, and the rope binding their cleavage were all connected to the hobble ropes! Any struggle from them would pull on the crotch rope, the breast-binding ropes, and all the ropes on their bodies! This wasn't all. They were placed on the bed, lying on their sides facing each other, with a single gag holding their mouths together! Their mouths were clamped tightly around the gag, their eyes meeting, creating an incredibly awkward situation! And still, more! The ropes around their chests were also bound tightly together, pressing their large, firm breasts, freed from their corsets, flush against each other! The crotch rope was, of course, reinforced and bound tightly as well! Gresa was somewhat fortunate; she had no plug, and her rigid chastity device protected her. But poor Jane was in a much worse state! If Gresa so much as twitched her hips, her crotch rope would directly press against the plug now lying directly in Jane's panties without a chastity device, causing her to squirt! Lying on their sides, viewed from above, they resembled the Chinese character "几" (jī). The two strokes extending downwards from the "几" were their hobbled legs, and the top horizontal stroke was, naturally, their mouths bound together! "Mmmph mmmph!!!" Jane glared at Gresa with disgust. She hated this she-wolf! This she-wolf had been bound and sleeping alone on one side of the super-sized bed for days, with Eiko in between her and Gresa. This was because neither of them would yield to the other and neither wanted to sleep with the other. Or rather, Gresa pretended not to want to sleep with Jane, since Jane ignored her. Now, to be bound together like this, the awkwardness was beyond words! "Mmmph mmmph!!!" Jane felt some of Gresa's saliva trickle into her mouth through the gag, disgusting! She looked at Gresa with utter disdain. "Honestly, sisters, you need to get along, understand? You are both Eiko's little slaves!" Eiko cackled, producing a whip from who-knows-where: "Whap whap whap whap!!!" She lashed out several times at their already swollen buttocks! "Mmmph oh oh oh!!!" Both cried out in pain—and instinctively twisted their bodies, causing poor Jane's crotch rope to be pulled painfully tight, and Jane's eyes rolled back in a mixture of agony and pleasure—she had leaked quite a bit again. "Get along! Don't be enemies! After all, one of you is Eiko's knight, and the other is Eiko's sister! You should love each other!" As she spoke, Eiko subjected them to another round of whipping... "Mmmph oh oh oh oh!!!" Jane and Gresa's muffled cries echoed through the room, continuing for several minutes as they were repeatedly whipped. Finally, the slaves came to check on them. Isaac's orders were that they were to be bound every day. Every night, slaves would come to check on them, undress them, bathe them, change them into sleepwear, and then bind them for sleep. Previously, Gresa had managed to trick the slaves by saying her injuries hadn't healed and she couldn't be bound. But Eiko was different; she was now lively and energetic, and the slaves certainly wouldn't believe her—especially since Gresa was already bound and on the bed. The slaves, seeing the energetic Eiko, walked over without a word and prepared to bind her. The willful and capricious Eiko, still under Isaac's contractual control, could not resist. She was forced to have her hands twisted behind her back by the slaves, her forearms and upper arms folded vertically. "Are you done, you bastards!" Eiko let out a resentful cry. She was being bound by the maids with ropes. Her upper body, like her sister's, was suspended in the Japanese rear-hand bind and tied along with her chest. Her lower body was bound into a sausage shape with countless ropes. The poor girl was now completely trussed up like a mummy. "Done. Time for the muzzle," the slaves said, producing a sky-blue muzzle-style gag, the same color as Eiko's corset, designed for ladies. They shoved it directly into Eiko's mouth, the muzzle covering her entire mouth. "Mmmph." Eiko let out a reluctant mumble. As a budding poet, she detested having her mouth gagged. However, upon seeing Gresa and Jane on the bed, Eiko's sense of imbalance lessened considerably. "Mmmph mmmph!!!" Eiko glared with disgust at the neck brace the slaves had fitted around her neck. The slaves lifted her and placed her on the bed. The slaves ignored Jane and Gresa, who were already bound and kissing, and placed Eiko on the bed. Then, from the foot of the bed, they pulled out a pair of stockings and tied them around Eiko's ankles, and from the head of the bed, they pulled out another pair of stockings and tied them to Eiko's neck brace. Now Eiko couldn't struggle or twist her body. "Mmmph mmmph!!!" Eiko mumbled furiously. Next, the slaves put blindfolds on Eiko, Jane, and Gresa. "Mmmph mmmph!!" Jane felt Gresa squirming, but she was even denied the right to glare at Gresa! "Alright, goodnight, ladies," the maids said, using straps stretched from either side of the bed to press and secure the three of them to the bed. They covered them with Sophia's large quilt and left the bedroom. "Mmmph mmmph!!!" Jane let out an angry mumble. "Mmmph...." Gresa let out a mumble, trying to "befriend" Jane. Fortunately, her body was pressed down by the straps, making it difficult to move—she had clearly tried to wiggle her hips just now to make Jane climax due to the crotch rope! "Mmmph mmmph!!!" Jane issued a warning mumble to Gresa, with whom she shared a gag, telling her not to even think about doing such things with her! "Mmmph mmmph..." Eiko on the side let out a resentful mumble. Her debt should be almost paid off, yet she was still being bound and gagged? This was too unfair. Eiko angrily struggled, but with her neck and ankles secured to the head and foot of the bed, and the straps holding her body, the poor Eiko was completely unable to struggle. As the lights in the room were extinguished, the three beautiful women struggled helplessly, and soon, bound and mumbling, they drifted off to sleep.

In the harem days later. In a lavish room filled with the style of One Thousand and One Nights, Queen Elinor knelt on a mosaic carpet. Now known as Aisha, her eyes were covered by a golden blindfold, and her mouth was gagged with a golden muzzle-style gag. She wore an embroidered bedlah bra on her upper body, adorned with gold chains and bells. Her lower body was clad only in a sheer thong that matched the bra, its edges entirely trimmed with gold. The upper edge, in particular, was a solid strip of gold resembling a belt, resting on her lower waist, showcasing her transformation into a concubine with the quintessential Middle Eastern harem aesthetic. A pair of thigh cuffs encircled her thighs, and a pair of calf cuffs were attached to her lower legs, which were then linked to the thigh cuffs, forcing her to kneel. Her arms were bound by upper arm cuffs and handcuffs, and a golden collar encircled her neck. Her feet were adorned with metal anklets and ankle bells. Between the anklets on her legs and the toe rings on her toes, a chain shaped like the Chinese character "丰" (fēng) connected them from top to bottom. From the main chain, horizontal gold chains extended to both sides of her instep, encasing her entire foot like the character "丰." In addition to the string of bells on her anklets, the golden body chains and her foot chains were also adorned with small bells, emitting a crisp chime with every movement. Her arms were pulled behind her back, tightly bound in an elbow-to-elbow prayer pose. Her elbows were pressed together, her wrists touching, palms facing each other, and her hands clasped in prayer behind her neck. The handcuffs were locked together by a chain, which was also connected to the back of her collar, ensuring her hands could not move from this position and forcing her neck to arch back, her spine to straighten, and her gaze to fix forward. An additional metal ring at the base of her thumbs forced her palms together. Below the handcuffs, a pair of "8"-shaped shackles held her wrists together, preventing them from separating. Chains from her arm cuffs extended downwards, connecting to her waist. A golden waist cuff encircled her waist, and the chains from her upper arm cuffs converged downwards in a V-shape at the center of her waist. This tension prevented her upper arms from splaying outwards, forcing her shoulders to open backward and downward, compelling her torso to straighten, and relieving pressure on her wrists from the prayer bondage. Queen Elinor, now known as Aisha, had undergone what was termed "concubine modification." Her nipples were pierced with special flower-shaped nipple rings, and the sides of her labia minora were each pierced with three gold rings, threaded with fine golden threads that tied into an exquisite bow in the center of her groin. This bow was only untied by the Sultan. This was, in fact, a form of grace and protection, as eunuchs were known to toy with the women of the harem. Eunuchs, having lost their male capabilities, were often psychologically twisted and would torment women with even greater ferocity. However, with these threads tied, only the Sultan himself could untie them, ensuring that at least her nether regions would not be molested by the eunuchs. Inside the threads was a lubricated Venus mound, which normally remained still. But due to the lubricant, with every movement she made, gravity would attempt to push it out of her groin. The golden threads below acted as a protective net, preventing it from escaping. Naturally, one could imagine that every time Elinor moved her body, her labia and the passage within would be pulled and rubbed, intensifying the experience for her, whose every meal was laced with aphrodisiacs. Aisha's hair was styled in a high bun, befitting a Middle Eastern noblewoman, adorned with a golden headdress and necklace. She was covered in golden body chains and jewels, kneeling blindfolded and gagged in the bedroom. As a concubine, her arms and legs were spread in an X-shape and bound to the bed each night, blindfolded and gagged. Sometimes, even if the Sultan did not sleep with her, he would come in the dead of night, overcome by desire, to play with her body. This position allowed the Sultan to have his way with her at any moment, ejaculating and leaving with ease, making it very convenient. Almost all concubines, except for Theodora, who already held immense power in the harem, slept bound in this manner. Each morning, Elinor would have breakfast, and then be led by a eunuch to a door in her room – her exercise chamber. There, she would first be bound into various yoga poses for half an hour of stretching. The cross-legged yoga pose was a common restraint for her legs, while her upper body was often bound in the rear-prayer position. Sometimes, she would be bound in the extreme "four-horse" restraint to improve her flexibility. After stretching, she would run on a special magically driven treadmill. The upper surface consisted of rows of closely spaced wooden planks, similar to railway sleepers, while the lower layer had straps. The wooden planks were covered with a wool blanket, ensuring comfort for her bare feet, even with metal anklets and leg cuffs. Her hands would be cuffed together, but her elbows would be completely free. The chains connecting her leg cuffs and thigh cuffs would be replaced with one-meter-long chains that barely impeded movement. She would run in this position for 40 minutes. Following this, under the eunuch's guidance, she would undergo half an hour of belly dance training. Her arms would be pulled behind her back into a square or U-shape, similar to the Japanese rear-hand bondage, and connected by cross-shaped chains to her handcuffs, arm cuffs, and collar, ensuring she could not break free from this position. Belly dancing primarily involves high-frequency hip and abdominal movements, so free arms were not necessary. Her legs would remain bound by two one-meter chains. After this, another half hour of yoga stretching would follow. Then, the eunuch would escort her to the bathroom, which was connected to both the exercise chamber and the master bedroom, for a wash. The bathroom and exercise chamber were both exclusive to Queen Elinor. It was evident that this private chamber was far larger than her quarters in "Rosenland Palace," which was normal. Rosenland Palace was a very remote area within the Sultan's harem, merely a holding place for new slaves. The fact that it appeared decent was because it was, after all, the capital of the world, located at its center, a truly magnificent and bustling metropolis. Only the capital of the True Dan Empire could rival it. However, being at the world's center, resources and merchants from the five continents and seven seas – Rosenland, Eta, Soth, Inca, and the Eastern Divine Continent – all converged here. Everything in the world could be found here. For those in the harem, Elinor's transformation into Aisha was not a punishment but a blessing. Aisha herself knew this. Or rather, perhaps for the people of Rosenland, who still considered her François's wife, becoming the Sultan's mistress, or more accurately, the Sultan's concubine, was a disgrace. But for the people of Eta, it was a blessing because she was the Sultan's concubine. Given the opportunity, every person from Eta would eagerly offer their wife to the Sultan as a concubine. This was because concubines were considered property, not spouses. The original husband would still maintain his marriage vows with his wife, and in Eta, the original husband's status would become that of the husband of the Sultan's concubine, which was the highest honor. Elinor's heart was filled with immense conflict. As an imperial princess and queen of Rosenland, Elinor had been educated from childhood to cherish her marriage, even if there was no affection within it. The thought of being violated by another man, especially one from a different culture whom her people considered barbaric, was abhorrent to her. Yet, she also understood that what the Sultan was doing to her was, in Eta culture, an expression of love and care. She could not ignore the genuine concern and attention the Sultan showed her – attention she had never received from her husband. Aisha was a woman who had never experienced love. The attention of the Sultan, the ruler of an empire, a great hero of his generation, his renaming of her, and the comfort of her new residence – which was better than the one where she had been imprisoned with her husband – made her feel cared for, something she had long yearned for. The Sultan's love, though expressed in a manner unfamiliar and even repugnant to her from the Eta region, was still love, and it began to erode her resolve. Her new life in the harem now involved interactions with the eunuchs who managed daily affairs and with the Sultan, who continued to assert his dominance in a gentle yet possessive manner. Aisha's life was filled with this constant push and pull, between her lingering identity as a queen and the reality of her new life as a concubine. The Sultan's love, his dominion, and the luxurious confinement he provided her all intensified her confusion and conflict. Within this gilded cage, Elinor was caught between her past and present. She was still Queen Guren, yet also the Sultan's concubine. Her heart longed to accept the Sultan's love, for she had been a woman who craved love since childhood. However, she was also a noblewoman, a queen, a wife, and a mother. If she accepted the Sultan's love, even without considering her husband, what right would she have to face her daughter and her family? Not to mention, love in Eta meant complete possession of a woman, turning her into a slave, and even erasing her former identity, reducing her to Aisha. On the other hand, the Sultan was both her master and her protector and caregiver. When he spoke to her, he was filled with both affection and dominance, often asking her questions that forced her to confront reality. In these past few days, he had visited Aisha's prison chamber almost daily, playing with her, caressing her, allowing her to experience sexual pleasure and the feeling of being loved that she had not felt in twenty years. Simultaneously, he would ask the same question: "Do you prefer to be an unloved queen, or my beloved concubine?" Aisha was always unable to answer, and the Sultan would respond by whipping her for her disobedience. Whenever she was whipped to tears, her body trembling uncontrollably, the Sultan would immediately throw her body, bruised and bound from the whipping, onto the bed and conquer her with his strong physique. This mental and physical conditioning plunged Aisha's mind and body into a state of inescapable dependence. Each punishment and union seemed to reinforce the Sultan's control over her, making it increasingly difficult for her to escape. The whipping symbolized the punishment for her defiance, while the tenderness after the whipping symbolized the Sultan's affection for her as his slave. This stark contrast, day after day, pulled her spirit into a vortex. Amidst this emotional and physical torment, the question echoed in her ears, reminding her that her life as a queen was long gone. She was no longer the noble Queen Guren, but the Sultan's concubine. She realized that this question was not a simple inquiry but the Sultan's demand for her complete submission, the final hurdle in acknowledging her change in status. Elinor's heart remained in a state of internal conflict. On one hand, she craved the love and attention the Sultan offered her, something she had never received from her husband. On the other hand, she could not escape the guilt and shame brought on by her new role, especially in the eyes of her daughter Isabella, and as a captive in this foreign land. As a mother and a queen, how could she live a life of obedience and love with the man who had taken everything from her?

"Me??? I'm not dead?" Isaac, his crotch thoroughly soaked, looked at the beautiful woman before him, his forehead covered in cold sweat. Sophia stood before Isaac, who was sprawled on the ground. Her hands, radiating powerful magical energy, were raised high, looking down at Isaac with disdain. Sophia conjured a black, form-fitting noble-style outfit. The main body of the dress was black, with white sleeves. Black leather gloves adorned the ends of her sleeves, and her long, full thighs were encased in black noble riding breeches, leading down to knee-high black leather boots. Her Bloodwing Cloak was also magically summoned and draped over her shoulders. Sophia's eyes were adorned with deep purplish-red eyeshadow, encircled by a heavy smoky eye makeup, highlighting her mature allure and the commanding presence of a dominant queen. Sophia maintained a powerful magical energy in her hands. It was clearly this energy that had blocked the four or five fatal beams shot from the pyramid. No one knew what had happened in that instant, not even Isaac. However, Sophia herself knew exactly what had transpired. It was evident that at the moment of certain death, Isaac had instinctively, and successfully, managed to put the restraint hood and the full-body latex suit on her. In the final second before the beams struck Isaac, with a death-defying resolve, Isaac had finally managed to put the latex suit's leg portion onto her last remaining leg. The suit then rapidly sealed, closing all openings and encasing Sophia's entire body upwards to her neck, merging with the hood and completely enveloping Sophia. This was a restraint suit capable of sealing even Sophia's magic. Restraints, like high walls, were usually used against those being restrained—just as high walls were used to imprison the prisoners within. But this didn't mean restraints couldn't be used in reverse. When high walls were used against those outside, they became city walls protecting the residents. Completely sealed, Sophia was cut off from all external connections—including Nefertari's control over her bandages. Isaac had long since removed the collar's suppression of Sophia's abilities. Of course, for Isaac to gain control of the collar, Sophia's heart had to completely surrender everything, including her life, to him, which had happened half a month ago. During the Battle of Lepanto half a month prior, when Sophia, controlled by Nefertari's bandages, fought for control and trembled as she forced herself to stop attacking Isaac, her subconscious had already surrendered everything to Isaac. At that moment, Isaac had already removed all suppression of Sophia's abilities and magic through the collar. The reason Sophia hadn't been able to use her magic and abilities was primarily because her body was still controlled by Nefertari's bandages. Now, with her entire body restrained by the latex suit, her bandages lost their connection to Nefertari, and Sophia instantly used magic to remove them. As for how Sophia escaped the latex suit and hood, even she hadn't expected it to be so easy. At the critical moment after Sophia had removed her bandages, Isaac, as if connected by heart, had instinctively released the latex suit and hood's restrictions, granting Sophia freedom. In the next tenth of a second, Sophia instantly cast the peak-level magic [Time Stop], conjured a new outfit—she certainly didn't like the bandage attire Nefertari had given her—and magically applied the queenly, aloof smoky eye makeup. Finally, she unleashed a powerful magic matrix that directly reversed Nefertari's incoming death ray, sending it back. On the distant pyramid, several fallen golden bricks told the story of what had just happened. "Hmph, you slut, you're finished." Sophia, with her heavy smoky eye makeup, coldly glared at the distant pyramid in the sky. "Anti-magic field?" Sophia sneered as she looked at the transparent spherical field emanating from the top of the pyramid in response to her. She walked over to the white-haired Isaac, who was sprawled on the ground with a broken leg. "Give this Baroness your sword," Sophia said, directly pulling the sword from Isaac's body. "Break!" A black light descended from the sky, illuminating Sophia. This was lunar magic, just as Sophia had used it in Clement's demiplane. The prototype of the Curse of Night was the [Holy Sword: Moonlight], forged by the Goddess of Magic Lilith and the God of Forging Vulcan. It was later corrupted by Shar into the [Demonic Sword: Dark Moon], and after touching Anubis's death energy, it became the [Curse of Night]. Divine weapons are unaffected by mortal magic like anti-magic fields. However, just as Sophia drew the sword, a gush of blood erupted from Isaac's chest. "Ahhhhhh Sophia, be gentle! I, I, I'm dying ahhhhhh!!!" Isaac had lost the magic sword that was supplying him, and his chest was impaled. He was indeed close to death. "Shut up!" Sophia kicked Isaac and then used magic to heal him. "Let's go!" Sophia said, teleporting with Isaac to a mountainside several kilometers away. The massive pyramid was miles away, and hidden by the night, Isaac could no longer see it. But Sophia, being a vampire, could naturally see the enemy's location. "Slut, this Baroness can destroy you without this sword. I don't need a superweapon to deal with you!" Sophia, having teleported outside the pyramid's continuous anti-magic field, which spanned over a kilometer, confidently plunged the Curse of Night into the ground again—thrusting it into Isaac's chest, which had just been healed.

"Wait, I need to negotiate with the enemy," Faklipasha confidently conversed with the mummies. They too possessed intelligence and followed Nitocris's orders, allying with the Turks. Thus, they nodded. "See, Miss Lankes, you can't escape now." Faklipasha triumphantly crossed the encirclement of undead creatures with his subordinates, approaching with handcuffs. "Hmph, capture us then," Jane glared at Faklipasha irritably. "Isn't this female knight a noble?" Faklipasha, licking his lips, looked at the silver-haired knightess covered in sweat and grime. "She's Eko's White Moon Knight!" Eko glared back at Faklipasha defiantly. "Handcuff this White Moon Knight first! She killed so many of our people!" Greysha watched the approaching enemies with handcuffs, unable to resist. "Wait!" Jane suddenly assumed a casting posture, startling all the enemies! "What, what are you doing? Is it a trick?" Faklipasha felt as if his bladder had been punched, a strong urge to urinate overwhelming him. "At least, let us be captured with dignity," Jane said, casting a basic cleaning spell with her nearly depleted magic, removing all the dirt and bloodstains from the three of them. Eko took out the last three bottles of health potions, and the three drank them down—they couldn't hand over valuable spoils to the enemy. "Heh heh, can we handcuff you now?" Faklipasha grinned sinisterly and ordered his subordinates to first place a neck shackle, a silver collar, on Greysha, who was clad in her knight's armor. Then, they shackled Greysha's arms over her armor with arm cuffs and handcuffs. Greysha's forearms, encased in armor, were bent at a 90-degree angle to her upper arms, her forearms folded together behind her back. The handcuffs were wide, placed directly on Greysha's forearms, tightly binding them together parallel to her waist. Subsequently, the collar around her neck directly pulled a chain from behind, connecting to the handcuffs on her forearms, ensuring Greysha's forearms were tightly suspended from her neck, maintaining a posture perpendicular to her torso. A pair of arm cuffs were also linked together by a chain, preventing Greysha's upper arms from separating. These two chains, one connecting the arm cuffs and the other linking the collar to the handcuffs, crossed at Greysha's back and were locked together by an iron ring, ensuring that every part of Greysha's shackled body became a single unit, making any movement of one part affect the whole. In this manner, viewed from behind, Greysha's upper arms covered by her knight's armor, her folded forearms, and her shoulders formed a square. The chains forming a cross in the center, binding them together, along with her arms and shoulders, created the Chinese character "田" (tián). It possessed a very aesthetic sense of restraint. Because Greysha wore silver-white knight's armor, this set of silver-white chains and handcuffs didn't look out of place at all, as if a White Moon knight's arms, hands, and neck were meant to be restrained by such chains and shackles! Afterward, Greysha's feet were also shackled with 30-centimeter leg irons, rendering her unable to run or attack. Eko and Jane, being noblewomen, were shackled just like Greysha. Their arms were folded, forearms and upper arms bent together and placed at their waists forming a square. Both forearms and upper arms were secured by arm cuffs, and they were also fitted with neck shackles, with a cross-shaped chain behind them linking these restraints. Their feet were naturally also shackled. "Alright, now it's time to gag the prisoners!" Faklipasha said, having his subordinates bring out three gags. Jane and Greysha humiliatingly opened their mouths and bit down on the gags, allowing the enemy to lock the restraints behind them. "Mmph!" Greysha glared at her captors like an unyielding female knight. Unlike ordinary women, Greysha had received combat training since childhood. She understood perfectly what would happen to captured women. Therefore, as a female warrior constantly prepared for the pain and abuse of defeat, she was unlikely to be subdued by violent abuse and humiliating conditioning. Greysha knew that whimpering after capture would only embolden her captors to humiliate her further, so she merely let out a cold, haughty hum. "Mmmph..." Jane, however, looked at Eko weakly, not wanting the already captured Eko to be harmed. Stubborn Eko, seeing her sister's loving yet helpless gaze, reluctantly opened her mouth, allowing the enemy to place the gag in her mouth. Humiliated, she bit down on the gag as a captive, letting them lock the mouth of this little poet. "Mmmph... Mmmph..." The Lankes sisters looked at each other helplessly. Their arms, bound behind them, were being pulled by a Turk soldier, making any movement of their torsos difficult. They could only make muffled sounds to comfort each other. "Mmmph... Mmmph..." The sisters looked at each other in despair. They knew they had been captured again and again, and only one person would come to save them... Meanwhile, Faklipasha glanced at Greysha: "Take this female knight away." So, two soldiers, half a head shorter than the tall Greysha, escorted her from behind. Her forearms, already folded parallel to her torso and tightly secured by arm cuffs and a collar, were held by her spine, forcing her torso forward. Cleaned by Jane, even while shackled and escorted, she remained valiant and unyielding, like a martyr preparing for heroic sacrifice. Greysha, being escorted, was pushed forward by those shorter than her, unwillingly. She walked step by step, coldly looking at most of the enemies around her, who were shorter than her, maintaining a cold and dignified demeanor like a captured knightess. "Mmmph..." But under this desperate reality, Greysha couldn't help but let out a muffled sound. The valiant and unyielding knightess turned her head to look at the Lankes sisters behind her, whimpering and comforting each other helplessly. A hope arose in her heart; she wished someone would come to save her... Where are you now...? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As Greysha was being captured, the pyramid in the sky was clearly not idle. Several magic arrays on the pyramid gathered immense energy, all aimed at Isaac. And time, undoubtedly, was running out. Isaac, who was doing his utmost to put Sophia into the latex suit, had absolutely no time to completely finish dressing her in the restrictive latex attire. No time. No time. No time. Isaac could feel a powerful beam of thermal energy descending upon him. He was going to die. He was going to die... He was going to die... He was going to die!!!

"Very well," Sophia said calmly. On her own territory, and not yet bound, Sophia's tone and demeanor were indeed as composed, steady, mature, and authoritative as an ancient castle mistress who had lived for countless years. "From now on, no one will bully you except this Duchess, little Anna and little Yiyi, heh heh heh." Sophia truly meant it. She even used the term "little bitch," as Anna was now considered her best friend. "Oh, right. Little Gray, the complaint you made a few days ago, this Duchess will personally handle it today." As Sophia spoke, the spectral Miss Gray beside her suddenly transformed, startling Iscar. Miss Gray was wearing a long maid's outfit that trailed to her ankles, but the U-shaped neckline was quite revealing, exposing her cleavage. Miss Gray had long, ghostly brown hair (though it looked more gray due to its spectral nature), wore black high-heeled boots, and no stockings. "Yes, Madam," Miss Gray said, looking very sexy and charmingly at Iscar, and asked Sophia, "Madam, may I—" "You may," Sophia said decisively. She could read souls and didn't even glance at Miss Gray. "Thank you, Madam." With that, Miss Gray flew directly towards Iscar and possessed her body. "Wuwuwu???" Iscar was terrified, realizing she had been possessed by a ghost. "Hahaha, Isaac, ah, no, I should call you Iscar." Miss Gray's voice suddenly came from within Iscar's mind. "Don't worry, I just want to experience what it's like to be alive. You control your own body; I won't move." "Wuwu???" Iscar found it unbelievable. She had been possessed like this? Normally, people possessed by ghosts would lose control of their bodies. This Miss Gray just wanted to experience being alive? "Wuwu... wuwuwu..." Iscar felt something was wrong. Her body suddenly let out lewd sounds, and her legs involuntarily clamped together? "Hahaha, sorry, I just wanted to experience what it's like to be a beautiful woman who's been tied up. It's been many years since I was tied up." Miss Gray's voice came from within her mind. Iscar could only resign herself to her fate, gradually starting to act like a tall, beautiful woman truly captured and awaiting rape. "Let's go, teleport," Sophia commanded, and they were all instantly transported to the third level of the dungeon. It was pitch black here, requiring light to see. Iscar found she could see her surroundings, realizing Miss Gray's spectral vision was working on her. Sophia, who was holding her, stood still, staring ahead. The atmosphere suddenly became terrifying. In front of them were three zombie dogs that Anna had dismembered earlier. The dogs had been dead for a long time, and their bodies had begun to rot. "Little—bitch?" Sophia's voice was icy. Little Anna, who had been called that only a moment ago, was now referred to as "little bitch." "Wuwu???" Anna couldn't see anything, but closing her eyes, she knew exactly why Sophia was angry. Anna knew what she had done here before. "Wuwuwu!!!" Anna knelt down in the darkness, terrified. She blindly and frantically kissed Sophia's high-heeled boots. Sophia had already read her mind and knew about these things, but seeing it with her own eyes, she was still furious. "Little bitch, take off your clothes yourself. You will atone to my pets personally." Sophia said, simultaneously using magic to undo Anna's restraints and conjuring a ball of light to illuminate the dark and terrifying third level of the dungeon. "Wuwu..." Anna, still kneeling, found her hands freed and immediately began to obediently remove her rose-red fishtail dress. "You too," Sophia suddenly turned and looked at Iscar with a terrifying expression. "Wuwu???" Iscar looked at Sophia fearfully. "You will be punished along with your best friend," Sophia said coldly. "Wuwu..." Iscar found her hands were also freed and could only reluctantly start undressing. As soon as she removed the padded bra, her previously prominent C-cup breasts deflated and became flat. Then, they both removed their panties, stockings, and high-heeled boots. "Very good, put on these latex suits," Sophia said, throwing Anna and Iscar a set of matching latex bodysuits, the same color as their hair. Anna's was red, and Iscar's was brown. "Wuwu..." The two exchanged a helpless glance and could only silently put on the latex suits, which covered them all the way up to their necks. "Excellent, change the gags too," Sophia said, replacing their ball gags with horse-bit style mouthpieces. The mouthpieces extended upwards from the sides of their noses, all the way to the crown of their heads, and then back to the back of their skulls, with straps that fastened under their chins and on the sides of their cheeks. "And then—" Sophia waved her hand, and their thighs, calves, upper arms, and forearms were instantly folded. Restraints specifically for dog-like positions were fitted onto their thighs, calves, upper arms, and forearms, forcing them to land on their elbows and knees. Soft rubber padding was placed at their elbows and knees to alleviate pain. "The little bitch's tail." Sophia said, pulling out a dog tail made from Anna's hair. Anna had been repeatedly humiliated by Sophia, who had shaved her head countless times. Anna's hair grew and was shaved, grew and was shaved again, and Sophia had accumulated several kilograms of Anna's hair. There was a hole in the latex suit at Anna's anus. Sophia directly removed Anna's anal plug and then inserted the dog tail into Anna's anus. "Wuwuwu!!!!" Anna cried tears of pain. This dog tail was much thicker than the anal plug and had protrusions and barbs, causing Anna to whimper in pain. "You're an exception; I won't let you have a prostate orgasm," Sophia said coldly, looking at Iscar. Miss Gray within Iscar let out a sigh. "Dogs, revive." Sophia commanded, clenching her fist. The zombie dogs' corpses instantly stopped decaying and returned to a state almost identical to when they were alive. Then, their dismembered bodies merged, and they were resurrected. "Woof woof!" The zombie dogs, seeing their master, happily sat on the ground and wagged their tails. "Go get this little bitch." Sophia pointed at Anna. The three zombie dogs, seeing their enemies who had killed them, immediately charged forward. "Wuwuwu???" Anna, seeing the giant zombie dogs rushing towards her, was terrified and ran away like a little female dog. "Yes, yes, little female dog, running is good. If you get caught, you'll—ah, you've been caught." Sophia said with a cold smile. How could Anna outrun real dogs, especially ones enhanced by necromantic magic? One zombie dog immediately pounced on Anna's back. Sophia very considerately used magic to remove the latex from Anna's crotch, and the dog began to rub against Anna's legs. Sophia wouldn't let the dog ejaculate inside Anna, but external rubbing against her genitals and external ejaculation were mandatory. "Wuwuwu!!!" Anna lay on the ground in pain, being brutally fucked by the dog. The other two dogs simultaneously licked this poor female dog in front of her. "What, feeling sorry for her?" Sophia turned her head and looked at Iscar, who was like a little dog on the ground. "Wuwuwu??" Iscar shook her head frantically in fear. "Is the little bitch a bitch?" "Wuwuwu!" Iscar nodded desperately. "Very good, such a good doggy," Sophia said with a cold smile, patting Iscar's head as if rewarding a puppy. "You're such a good girl." "Wuwuwu!" Iscar nodded desperately. "Wuwu—Oh oh oh oh oh!!!" The first dog had already made Anna climax and ejaculated all over Anna's abdomen. The second dog didn't slack off and immediately took over from the first zombie dog, continuing its assault on Anna. "Wuwuwu—Oh oh oh oh!!!" As Anna climaxed, the second dog ran in front of Anna and ejaculated all over her face, followed by the third dog. Soon, all three dogs had finished with Anna and returned to their master, Sophia, to squat contentedly. "Very good, does the little bitch know she was wrong?" Sophia said, looking at Anna, who was lying on the ground, rolling her eyes and crying. As she spoke, she summoned leashes and attached them to the collars of the two female dogs. "Wuwu... wuwu..." Anna, sprawled on the ground, rolling her eyes and crying, indicated that she knew she was wrong. "Very well, let's go. Time for the real business." Sophia said, pulling the leashes and leading the two dogs away. Anna stumbled to her feet on all fours, her legs still unsteady, and could only crawl along the ground. "The little doggies are quite disobedient," Sophia said with a cold laugh, walking at the front. Behind her, the two female dogs could only crawl unsteadily, filled with fear, occasionally letting out pitiful whimpers like puppies. Soon, Sophia, leading the two dogs, descended to the sixth level. She also resurrected any monsters killed by Anna and Greisha that could be revived, and dealt with those that couldn't. Iscar still remembered the sixth level. It was filled with ghosts and specters, and the endless staircase that seemed to swallow all light when she descended. She had run for ten minutes on that staircase without reaching the bottom and could barely return to the fifth level. If it weren't for Miss Gray, she would have died on that small staircase imbued with spatial magic. "Heh heh, does the little doggy have a phobia of stairs?" Sophia mocked Iscar. "Let's go." She then opened the iron gate and entered the endless staircase. Sophia, leading Iscar and Anna, whose abdomen was full of white fluid, walked on the staircase. Naturally, they reached the bottom without anything happening. "What's there to be afraid of?" The ball of light beside Sophia illuminated her body, but as before, in this space, the visibility of any light was reduced by tens to hundreds of times.

Outside Sophia Castle. "Woooo... woooo woooo..." Sophia was locked in a humanoid cage. This was a common cage used in medieval times to punish criminals. The cage was the same size as the prisoner, just large enough for the prisoner to stand with their legs straight. Its outline was similar to a human's, so once inside, the prisoner was essentially bound by the iron bars, unable to move even without being tied, let alone when tied. Sophia's arms were now pressed to her sides, her hands resting on her thighs, making her entire body a straight rod jammed into the cage. Sophia was completely stripped naked. The filth from yesterday in the toilet had not been wiped off, and the words "breeding mare" were written on her buttocks. A gag was firmly locked in her mouth, and she was left naked, stuck in the humanoid cage, suspended ten meters above the ground on the outer wall of the castle. "Woooo woooo!!!!" Sophia glared furiously at Isaac and Anna below. The three plugs in Sophia's crotch had been reinserted, and the nipple clamps were still attached. Every so often, the plugs and clamps delivered electric shocks, making Sophia writhe in pleasure and pain. "Heh heh, how do you like it, vampire lady? This is what happens when you don't apologize to me!" Anna stood proudly beneath Sophia's cage, taunting her with a smug grin. "Woooo humph!!!" Sophia's face was flushed red as she glared intently at Anna below. The brainwashing was still effective, and Sophia felt like dying of shame at being seen naked by her arch-nemesis. However, the shame was considerably less than when she was played with by others during the public beta yesterday. "Heh heh, vampire lady, you'll be hanging here for two more days." Anna smirked triumphantly at Sophia. Sophia roared at Anna, but Anna completely ignored her and walked back into the castle. "Woooo woooo??? Woooo woooo!!!" Sophia realized that Anna and Isaac dared to ignore her furious cries, making her even angrier. Sophia punished anyone who dared to ignore her to death, killing them directly if necessary. And now these two bastards had just left her hanging outside? "Woooo woooo oooo!!!!" Sophia let out an extremely angry wail, but Isaac and Anna had already returned to the castle. Sophia could only be locked in the cage, raging impotently. "Woooo woooo!!!" Sophia struggled furiously. No one was paying attention to her now. But in reality, she certainly didn't want more people to pay attention to her. People normally locked in humanoid cages for public display were usually hung in major cities, and she was merely suspended outside her own castle, which was already Anna's "leniency." "Woooo woooo!!!" But Sophia immediately felt overwhelmed with shame. After all, she was now extremely sensitive to anything related to nudity, especially being seen naked by strangers. She was now hanging alone in an iron cage for public display. What if someone passed by? What if other vampires saw her? Wouldn't her reputation be ruined? Thinking of this, Sophia became even angrier, more ashamed, and a sense of fear arose within her. She let out a rapid and somewhat fearful wail: "Woooo, woooo woooo!!!" At the same time, she tried to twist her body, but her body was completely stuck in the humanoid iron cage, unable to move! Sophia suddenly felt increasingly afraid. She was truly terrified that someone would pass by and see all this. She was a noble Duchess, a Princess, how could she let anyone see this? Sophia felt her heart pounding like a drum, as if she were being forced out naked and bound, but even more humiliating, as she was locked in a cage for public display. "Woooo... woooo..." Sophia's breathing quickened. She felt fear, shame, and humiliation. Damn this brainwashing, why had she let all those commands enter her mind? "Woooo..." Sophia's previous angry wails were gone. Her current whimpers were those of a fallen Duchess, filled with fear, shame, and the dread of being seen naked and violated by the mob. "Woooo woooo!!!!" Sophia squinted her eyes in despair, letting out a very fearful wail. A flock of crows flew past outside the cage. Sophia realized she was hanging here naked in the cage, seen by crows, and she let out an incredibly shameful gasp: "Woooo woooo!!!!!" "Woooo woooo!!!!!" Sophia closed her eyes in fear. She had such thoughts and behaviors, she was no longer imposing at all, completely like a prisoner. A crow landed on Sophia's shoulder. Sophia let out a displeased wail: "Woooo woooo!!!" This crow actually used the noble Duchess as a resting place in the wilderness, reigniting Sophia's anger. "Caw! Caw!" The crow was startled by Sophia's wail and flew away, leaving a pile of bird droppings on Sophia's shoulder. "Woooo??? Woooo woooo woooo!!!!!" Sophia became enraged again. This was simply an unbearable humiliation! Just as Sophia was in a rage—"Tap!" Something hit Sophia's head. Sophia realized that a crow's droppings had hit her forehead directly from high above! "Woooo???? Woooo woooo woooo woooo!!!!!!!!! Woooo woooo!!!" Sophia, hit on the head, was enraged to the extreme, letting out an extremely angry wail. She thrashed furiously in the cage, causing the entire cage to shake. "Splash!" Suddenly, it started to rain. The rainwater washed over Sophia's body, gradually washing away the filth from the men's room yesterday. The bird droppings on her head and shoulders were also washed away. The cold rain fell on Sophia's naked body, and Sophia felt extremely cold. Her anger was frozen by the cold, and she once again felt the previous shame, despair, fear, and loneliness. "Woooo...." No one saw her. Sophia closed her eyes in despair and shed tears. It was too humiliating, too unbearable, too shameful. She didn't want this. Deep down, she wished Anna and Isaac, who had locked her here, would return. She craved attention, not to be hung here in an iron cage for public display. But if they returned, she would feel ashamed again. Sophia was in a dilemma. The rain soon stopped, and the sun, surprisingly, broke through in this land of vampires. This was a rare sight, occurring only once a year. The sun shone on Sophia, evaporating most of the rainwater from her body. Sophia felt extremely uncomfortable. Being exposed to the sun naked without sunscreen was already uncomfortable, but Sophia was a vampire, which made it even worse. Sophia closed her eyes tightly, feeling uncomfortable, and soon sweat began to stream down her forehead. "Woooo.... woooo woooo...." Sophia squeezed her eyes shut in discomfort, letting out extremely pained moans. Being hung outside like this, exposed to the sun, was unbearable. No one spoke to her. Sophia desperately wished someone would come, anyone. But the thought of being on public display made the voice in her heart say, "Don't let anyone come, no one at all!" Sophia was bathed in the scorching sun, her heart in constant turmoil. She longed for someone to accompany her, even a passerby, to alleviate the boredom during her torment. Yet, she prayed that no one would walk by and discover the pitiful Duchess hanging outside the castle. Sophia struggled and conflicted internally, continuously exposed to the sun, her body covered in sweat, gasping for breath. "Woooo.... woooo woooo...." The fear of the sun intensified Sophia's inner fear. Sophia closed her eyes tightly, trying to avoid the sun. But her entire body was stuck in the cage like a rod. No matter how she tried to twist her neck and waist to avoid the sun, it was futile. She couldn't even turn her head to face the sun with her side or the back of her head. Sophia's fear, pain, and helplessness were greatly amplified. And this life of being locked in a cage and hung would continue for two more days. Someone save me... anyone... Sophia's heart let out a desperate cry. "Tap!" Another pile of bird droppings hit Sophia's head, shattering Sophia's fear and despair. She opened her eyes in anger and became enraged again: "Woooo woooo!!!! Woooo woooo woooo!!!!!" —------------------------------------ The morning two days later. "Woooo...." Sophia slept with her eyes closed, standing in the cage. It had rained again last night, washing away all the bird droppings from Sophia's body. Now, there were quite a few fallen leaves and weeds stuck to her body, blown there by the wind. "Yo yo yo, haven't seen you in two days, vampire lady. Looks like you're enjoying your holiday," Anna's mocking voice came from below. Sophia, who had been hoping for someone to accompany her, immediately opened her eyes in anger and let out a furious wail towards the spot below: "Woooo woooo!!! Woooo um um um!!!" "Vampire lady, how does it feel to be locked in a cage and hung for two days?" Anna's mocking voice came from below. Sophia let out a disdainful snort. "Then we're leaving." Anna knew Sophia's temper and turned to leave. "Hmph!" Sophia deliberately let out a loud, disdainful snort, loud enough to be heard for over ten meters around. "Yo yo yo, scared?" Anna turned back, looking at Sophia with a sinister grin. "Hmph." Sophia snorted in defiance. "Heh heh, I'll let you down. Today is the day for your execution." Anna smirked, and together with Isaac, they lowered Sophia's cage and then took Sophia out of the cage. Apart from the gag in her mouth, Sophia was actually unrestrained. Therefore, Isaac used a collar to suppress her strength. As soon as she was released from the cage, she attacked Anna. Anna was prepared and, with a few moves, threw Sophia to the ground with a judo throw. Sophia's vision swam, and Anna straddled Sophia, saying, "This is for you!" With that, Anna bit down hard on Sophia's neck! "Woooo woooo!!!!!" Sophia cried out in pain. She was a vampire, and apart from being mistaken for a human by the vampire Alend before, no one had ever bitten her neck! And this time, it was Anna, a human, who bit her. How outrageous! The entire food chain relationship had been completely reversed. Sophia was furious to the extreme! But Anna then increased the force of her bite, breaking Sophia's flesh. Sophia's anger instantly vanished, replaced by pain as she screamed! "Woooo woooo!!! Woooo oooo oooo!!!!!" Sophia struggled violently in pain. Anna bit and sucked Sophia's blood, taking a large mouthful before getting up and spitting out all the blood from her blood-filled mouth. "Heh heh, this is my repayment for you biting and sucking so much of my blood!" Anna said, wiping her blood-stained mouth with her sleeve. "Woooo woooo!!! Woooo woooo!!!" Sophia's neck had a large bite mark, bleeding profusely, and it hurt terribly. Just as she was about to get up and resist again, Isaac pinned her down, twisted her hands behind her back, and handcuffed and shackled her. "Woooo woooo??? Woooo woooo!!!" Sophia roared furiously at Isaac, but Isaac directly hoisted Sophia onto his shoulder and began to spank her bare buttocks wildly! "Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap!!!" "Woooo oooo oooo!!!!" Sophia's eyes rolled back in pain as she writhed violently on Isaac's shoulder. Her resistance to spanking had also been completely reset during the previous brainwashing. Isaac then handed the Sophia on his shoulder to Anna. Anna smugly carried Sophia and, like Isaac, began to spank Sophia's buttocks vigorously! "Woooo woooo woooo woooo!!!!!" Sophia was in so much pain that she could do nothing but wail and writhe. In this manner, Anna carried Sophia, extremely humiliated, back to the castle. —-------------------------------------------------------- An hour later. "Hmph." Sophia's mouth was stuffed with a gag, and she was escorted by Anna to the plaza of her own castle. Sophia's hair was meticulously styled and wound around her head in an exquisite, noble, and elegant royal updo, befitting her status as Princess. Sophia wore her favorite princely crown, a gold necklace around her neck, and a top-tier deep crimson noble gown. The lower half of the gown was a noble crinoline petticoat, with a wide, deep crimson outer skirt covering a fluffy black underskirt made of elven fabric. Beneath the underskirt was a layer of off-white fitted chemise. The middle of the gown featured an exquisite, form-fitting deep crimson overskirt corset, full of Gothic vampire style. The corset also served as a bustier. Inside the corset was the chemise, which was conservatively designed, covering Sophia's entire body from her neck downwards, leaving no skin exposed. The chemise had long sleeves, covering the noble's delicate arms so that no one could see the noble's sacred body. The cuffs were wide and flared like the hem of the skirt. Sophia also wore a pair of black silk noble stockings. The back of the overskirt corset extended upwards, forming a towering, enormous Gothic stand-up collar behind Sophia's neck. This type of collar, common in vampire cloaks, was called a Medici collar and was unique to Gothic noble attire. Above Sophia's collar was a special bat-wing style vampire stand-up collar, signifying her status as a vampire noble. "Hmph." Sophia's mouth was stuffed with a gag, and her vampire fangs were forcibly exposed and clamped onto the gag. Sophia's hands were tightly bound behind her back with deep crimson single gloves, and her feet were shackled and chained. Anna pushed her from behind onto the plaza. All her servants were gathered here to witness Sophia's execution. "Hmph." Sophia snorted coldly. Anna shoved her from behind: "Behave!" Sophia's feet were chained, and she was wearing high-heeled boots, making it impossible for her to stand steadily. She stumbled forward, towards a wooden platform with a guillotine on it. "Hmph." Sophia was reluctantly pushed onto the guillotine by Anna. "Kneel." Anna said, and together with Isaac beside her, they forced Sophia to kneel before the guillotine. The enormous crinoline spread out like a flower on the ground. Her feet were forced into a kneeling position, and then Isaac pressed Sophia's head forward. On the guillotine was a yoke, with a semicircular notch below the open yoke, just enough to clamp half of Sophia's neck. Then, there was a sliding bar on the yoke. Isaac lowered the bar, which also had a notch corresponding to the semicircular notch below the yoke. When the bar was lowered and locked, the two semicircular notches merged into a circle, completely locking Sophia's neck.

Isaac and his party then proceeded to the quarters of Princess Isabella, Princess Alhana, and Queen Elinor. Isaac and Princess Isabella opened the door and entered, finding the rooms empty. "Has Stone been here?" Isaac asked, looking around. Princess Isabella searched the surroundings and discovered two dead guards hidden beneath the bed, killed by daggers. "He was here, but my mother isn't. She's in the inner palace," Isabella said. "I don't know if Stone went to the inner palace to rescue her." "How do you know the Queen wasn't rescued?" Isaac inquired. "Because she..." Isabella's blue eyes, hidden beneath her hood, met Isaac's. She found it difficult to articulate that her mother had become the Sultan's concubine. Isaac looked into the eyes of the princess of the romantic land of Gurense and said, "I will definitely rescue your mother." They left the room and rejoined Jane, who was tied up outside, and Sophia and Greysha, who were also hooded. They then headed towards Jane and Eko's shared room. Jane couldn't go inside; she had to provide cover for Isaac outside, as everyone knew she was Gizla Agha's mistress. It was strange that she was outside without a eunuch escort, but they couldn't control her. If Jane misbehaved, Lord Gizla Agha himself would discipline her, far more cruelly than the eunuchs. Isaac and Greysha entered the room, and Eko was indeed there. "Waaaaah!!!" Eko, completely stripped naked inside, was shamefully bound in a spread-eagle position to the rafters as punishment for her disruption. Wearing a silver collar, Eko was suspended more than two meters off the ground, completely unclothed. Her legs were spread apart, and each ankle was secured by a loop of rope, which then pulled her legs high up, suspending her in a spread-eagle fashion from the rafters. The ends of her thighs, just above her knees, were also bound by two loops of rope, suspended in the air. A crotch rope was tied around the young girl's waist, also suspended from the ceiling. Eko's hands