Profane Prince of Domination

Chapter 559 Plucking the Thorns Part 1

"Blood Nether, Blood Nether, even at this juncture, you still don’t accept the impossibility of your situation? I don’t know if I should call you foolish or foolhardy."

Konrad began as he stepped toward the bed.

Before this scene, the Warden maintained her silence.

"What would you do if I removed the chains? Ask for another beating? Or is that how you like it?"

Konrad inquired, making the fuming Blood Nether’s veins bulge further. If the magistral defeat she’d suffered at Konrad’s hands remained fresh in her mind, she’d not witnessed the following battle. Of course, it didn’t take a genius to figure out that if Konrad still stood, Night’s plan met failure. The exact details, however, eluded her. Not that it mattered.

"Even if you have my soul, even if you rewire me, Regret-"

The rattle of Blood Nether’s words met an abrupt end when Konrad’s right palm clutched her lips.

"Shush. Your husband just turned into a living corpse, resuming his eternal fate as a puppet. He got no time for you."

Konrad stated, speaking words that filled Blood Nether with confusion. Her eyes narrowed at Konrad, seeking the lies hiding in his hues. However, for once he seemed entirely straightforward.

"You don’t believe me? Doesn’t matter, really. Instead of doing the world a favor and jump off a bridge, your dimwit of a husband chose to bend over and get raped by the enemy. How hateful!

While the good people of the omniverse are awaiting my eternal rule, you fucktwits keep delaying the times of eternal bliss. Do you know how many men still need green hats, and how many women warm embraces? Can you fathom the damage you’ve caused?!

Mhm? Mhm?! No?! Can’t say anything? How hateful!"

Konrad snarled with his hands swaying in erratic gestures, forcing the Warden out of meditation, and Blood Nether to blink in disbelief. Both stared at him with glaring incredulity, wondering if the Profane Prince had gone mad from pressure.

"Now I have a belly full of anger, no way to vent it, and you still have the gals to give me attitude? Good. Very good! Warden, spanking paddle!"

Konrad ordered, startling the Warden who, for a second, failed to process the words.

"Come...again?"

She stammered, unable to believe Konrad’s order was truly aimed at her. His following words broke all confusion.

"Middle commode, rightmost drawer from top to bottom! Or what, have you seen a second Warden here? And if you say Dragon Warden I will spank the nun out of you!"

Now convinced that Konrad had indeed gone mad, for the sake of her buttocks’ safety, the Warden didn’t dare delay, and rushed toward the commode, pulling open the pinpointed drawer to reveal an assortment of eldritch devices that made her shiver in fright.

For a second, she was forced to stop and wonder in what kind of decadent play Konrad and his consorts indulged in. Then she recalled that the Chthonian Realm hailed him as the Profane Prince, and she no longer dared think further.

Seizing the spanking paddle, the Warden brought it before Konrad, chanting a mantra with a prayer bead in her left hand while the right extended the devious device at its owner. Seeing this, Konrad’s eyes narrowed.

"What are you giving it to me for? You’re the one doing the spanking!"

Konrad exclaimed, then loosened the naked Blood Nether’s chains to spin her on her front. But even as her toned butt faced Konrad and the bewildered Warden, she didn’t have the time to feel ashamed.

"Konrad, are you out of your mind?! Stop this at once!"

Blood Nether roared in indignation. But though the Warden didn’t wish to show verbal support, she unwittingly nodded in approval.

"Out of my mind? I have never seen things more clearly! Even if your whole family’s brains have been kicked by donkeys in infancy, how dare you create trouble for me? The nerve! To say nothing of you, when Regretless kicks them out, and he will, I will have Cloud and Night captured, hung upside down, and spanked before the populace!

Warden, spank! Otherwise, you’re joining her!"

The Warden needed not hear it twice, and gave a repentant bow to Blood Nether.

"My apologies."

She stated before arming the spanking paddle for Blood Nether’s clenching ass cheeks. Alas...

*PAH*

"Ah!"

"What are you apologizing for?! Spanking unruliness out of misbehaving gals is a nun’s duty! Strike!"

The Warden’s apology was rewarded with a resounding spank of her buttocks, her ass cheeks jiggled, and as she yelped, a chill ran up her spine! Needing no more incentive, she struck!

*PAH*

The spanking paddle descended on Blood Nether’s toned butt with a thundering, smacking sound. Her eyes widened in more shame than pain, but though no chains bound her any longer, Konrad’s will kept her pinned. The best she could do was to bend her neck to glimpse at the Warden.

"Warden, how dare you?! I will not spare you!"

Blood Nether growled, with her muscular back and toned butt twitching on the bed.

*PAH*

"Ah!"

Again, Konrad’s right hand met the Warden’s cushy rear in a resounding smack.

"Did you eat milk noodles for breakfast? What kind of half-assed spank was that? She even dares threaten you! Put your heart into it and spank!"

The Warden’s face reddened with a mixture of shame and rage, but instead of aiming it at Konrad, she locked it all on Blood Nether.

"Barbaric woman, you are the one asking for it! To say nothing of the fact that I already don’t find you pleasing to the eyes, you actually have the nerve to pull This Eminence down with you? I can’t spare you!"

The Warden inwardly growled, and raised the spanking paddle in the most beautiful arc Konrad had ever seen.

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

It was a festival. The Warden’s spanking paddle rained on Blood Nether’s rear in a flurry of mesmerizing curves—imprinting itself on every corner of her butt cheeks while she jolted on the bed!

"Aaah! How da-ahhh!

I won’t sp-ahhh! You damna-aaahhh!"

Blood Nether’s cries soared against the walls, pulling approving nods from Konrad.

"Well done! Harder!"

"The right cheek is uneven, fix that!"

"Wait, let me increase her sensitivity by 100,000 folds!"

"Beautiful stance, carry on!"

Konrad’s encouragements echoed alongside Blood Nether’s cries and the Warden’s relentless spanking! But when her sensitivity was magnified 100,000 folds, even Blood Nether found herself unable to endure!

"Aaaargh! Mercy! Mercy!

Konrad, please spare me!"

Blood Nether gave the most heartfelt pleading of her life! And hearing this, how could Konrad not show mercy?

"Good, call me granddaddy and I will spare you."

Konrad offered with great magnanimity. Naturally, the Warden’s spanking of the red, pulsating buttocks carried on! Having no other choice, Blood Nether caved in!

"Aaargh! Daddy, Granddaddy! Please spare me!"

Blood Nether pleaded, and magnified by Konrad, her voice echoed throughout the Myriad Dreams Valley, alarming all its denizens!

"Very well. Sensitivity switch. Let pain become pleasure! Warden, spank harder!"

Konrad ordered while inverting Blood Nether’s perceptions, making pain turn into bliss!

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH* *PAH* *PAH* *PAH* *PAH* *PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

The Warden’s spanking of Blood Nether only grew more frantic, with the paddle descending faster than the speed of light, and sending tremors throughout the room!

"Annnh...didn’t you...ohhh...say...ohhh...oooooh!"

With every smack, Blood Nether broke into violent orgasms, quivering no end!

"I lied!"

Konrad gleeful replied.

"DEEEEEEEESPICAAABLE!!!"