I Become Master of Danger Zones as Incubus With Mastery In Genetic

Chapter 172: Humiliating The B-Rankers VI (R-18)

By the time Alros stopped his spanking, the B-rank adventurer's ass turned bright red. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to hold back her pained sob.

She stiffened, as Alros' hand threatened to spank her. She only relaxed when the demon merely rubbed her red ass. Even if it hurts, at the very least it did not hurt as bad as being hit by his palm.

"Let's get you ready for the next part," Ciana find herself being carried towards a wooden object. She quickly recognize the object, a stockade, one used for the prisoners though it looked worse and more degrading as her gaze linger on Ruthanne's form.

The commander are bend, her wrists and neck in the stockade. She was forced to bend, revealing her bright red butt to the demons. Not just that, her soaking wet pussy was also revealed, fluid continue to drip from her entrance.

"Let put you inside your own," her stocked was opposite of Ruthanne, the two able to face one another.

As she find herself in the stockade, her eyes fell on the incoming demon. Her face turn pale, as she spotted the array of tools the demons bring.

Soon, the wheeled stands find itself between the two captured women. Ruthanne immediately understand the reason for her terror-stricken face. The two tried to escape, struggling against their restrain, but failed.

The demon merely smirked before his finger twirled. Soon, the two B-rankers find themselves parallel to one another, their heads and ass side by side.

Unfortunately, the stand is behind them, with zero doubt between the two of them that the tools they saw will be used against their ass.

"The two women already been spanked as punishment for losing the rigged match! Now, they will suffer more punishment! That's it, unless they begged for mercy," the two keep quiet. They had gone this far. There is no way they will surrender right now, or so they thought.

Little did they know the intricate plans Alros has for them.

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The two waited for the punishment to begin. But to their surprise and relief, it did not start right away, even with the punishment tools just behind them.

The two women wondered what will happen when their ass and breast stung by the wasps. Immediately, heat coursed through their body, as their pussy begin to drip.

"N-not, this, again," Ruthanne stuttered, feeling the heat tormenting her. As for Ciana, she opt to keep her mouth shut, though it did not stop her pussy to create a puddle underneath her.

"Aaahhhn!"

"Waaaah!"

Screams emerged from the two as they feel their nipples trapped by two metals. Whatever clamping on their nipples seem to move, jiggling their breast.

"We should start now," instead of a hand, a stick-like object strike her rear, earning a moan of pain and pleasure from Ruthanne. The same thing happened to Ciana, as her ass also get smack by the demon.

The worse part of the entire ordeal is not just they feel pleasure from hit, but the fact with each strike, bodily fluid continue to come out of their nether regions.

After several hit on their rear and back, the two let out ragged breathing, their face red as tears flow down their face.

"You seem to enjoy getting beaten up," the demon said before landing another hit on their back, screams of ecstasy coming out of Ciana's mouth.

"You, ah! Are, urgh, Wrong!" the adventurer manage to say, though it is less believable with how she constantly moaned from the strike.

"Oh, but this place say otherwise," a finger poke inside her, piercing and moving inside her hole.

"Aahhhn!" despite her best attempt, she was not able to stop herself from moaning, the demon assaulted her weak spot with laughable ease.

"So wet. But if you continue to lie," another hit landed on her back, causing it to arch as more juices poured down from her pussy,

"The punishment will continue,"

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The two women are a mess. Red marks littered their backs, rear and legs. Often, Alros will pull the nipple clamps, delivering them continuous pain on their nipples.

By the time he was done, the two thoroughly abused women look pitiful. Their eyes blank as no part of their backs and ass remained untouched, his riding crop finding new part to strike each time.

As he looked at the two, a wicked smile formed on his face.

"Let's turn the pain into pleasure," he grabbed two Lust Slimes before putting it on their backs. The effect are instantaneous, the once blank eyes clear up as screams of ecstasy filled the arena.

Love juice continue to gush from their pussy, forming a puddle underneath the two.

As for the two, they currently having one of the best and worse time of their life. The pain they suffered under the torment of the demon turned into pleasure in an instant.

They orgasm nonstop as the pleasure drowning them at an immeasurable level, drawing their strength and purging their mind of coherent thought.

By the time they stopped orgasming, their heads are lowered as their eyes turned blank once more. Pussy juice continue to drip from their lower hole, as puddles formed underneath them.

As for Alros, he merely laughed at the pitiful sight, before putting his fingers inside their soaking pussy.

"Looks like two waterfalls just flooded the place. The two B-rankers could not stop themselves as they climax nonstop,"

Even as the announcer continue to say degrading things about them, the both Ciana and Ruthanne could not say anything back, they could barely think in their current state.

"Come on, say something," Alros slapped their rear, causing the supple flesh to jiggle.

The only thing that come out from the two though are moans, as they squirted more pussy juice from the spanking.

"Change this setting. I want them standing," Alros said, the two clones obeyed as they grabbed wooden beams and beat it into the ground.

The stockade were detached from the structure on the ground as it soon find a new place on the beam, forcing the two women to stand despite their strengthless legs.

With their front showcased to the spectators, Alros grabbed a handful of their boobs, squeezing it. The two moaned as they feel the pleasure from their breast being grope, some left over slimes from the Lust Slimes on his hands increase their sensitivity.

He walked between them before whispering, "I have been going easy on the two of you. But if you continue to defy me, I will make sure this torment last an entire week, nonstop.

So, you have a choice. Do you want to continue this farce of yours and have to go through more embarrassing performance, or do you want to stop?"

The choice seem heaven-sent, though the two knew it is like a deal with the demon, which is not inaccurate.