Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

Chapter 663 ‘Gifted Hands’.

The Duchess had of course not heard Grimoire's words but she had definitely felt Hal's persuasion and it got her really thinking deeply.

In truth, she was indeed curious about what possible alternative this interesting Eunuch had to offer.

Just as she was curious as to why he did not seem affected by the fumes she had pervading the entire room.

The way he had acted thus far was highly suspicious but once again, for some reason, that somehow did not take precedence in her mind at the moment.

So she decided to make a proposition,

"Okay then. Your alternative does intrigue me... One thing though, if your alternative doesn't deliver on what you said it would, I get to go on with the torture. I can guarantee it will be even worse for you then."

"That seems fair," Hal said with an uncomfortable smile as he stepped back from the sadistic bitch and let his pheromones and touches of her body do the rest.

"Tomorrow, you will come to my residence and we will put this 'alternative of yours to the test," the Duchess said and swung her whip so that it struck into the chest of the Eunuch bound at the center of the room.

He screamed and the volume of said screams was even louder than before as there was intense aggression that was added to the Duchess' actions now and it was partly Hal's fault... Or mostly his fault depending on how you look at things

With his influence (by touch and pheromones) coursing through the Duchess' body, taken together with the screams of the Eunuchs that Alina was torturing, there were pent-up feelings building within her that was getting released and relieved by her increase in aggression.

Hal stepped back until he was very close to the door and ignored the looks he got from the other two newcomers who could not believe he actually had the nerve to not quietly receive the Duchess' treatment...

Breathing in the fumes in the room of horrors had them feeling that, painful as the Duchess' treatment might have been, he should have accepted it without saying a word just as they were planning to do.

Hal found it funny that they actually looked back at him with smirks as though they expected him to be very jealous when they got firsthand treatment at the Duchess' hands.

That was how warped their minds and thinking had become.

Indeed, a mere minutes after they looked back at Hal, the previously tortured Eunuchs were allowed reprieve, and the newcomers were stapled to the walls and soon found themselves at the end of the Duchess' whip strikes as well as the end of her Dildo.

She had picked an even larger size in a bid to get even louder screams and she succeeded...

Although it was more likely that the louder scream volumes were because the newcomers were unused to having their assholes invaded.

Hal put on his robe and sat cross-legged on the ground while he closed his eyes and shut off his senses to all that went on.

He wasn't allowed to leave as long as the tortured Eunuchs were still in the room. Almost as though the Duchess wanted him to witness what was in his future in case his so-called alternative was not as advertised.

The tortures only got worse as the night wore on...

While Hal closed his eyes and shut off his senses, every tool of torture he had seen in the room was used on the Eunuchs to full effect and the long session only truly ended when they all fell unconscious.

When it was all it was over, it was well past midnight and well into the next day.

The Eunuchs were fed mending pills but as potent as they were, their effects were mostly cosmetic.

The pills did not heal the Eunuchs completely of their pain and mostly just covered up the scars and injuries they might have sustained throughout the torture so that their skins returned to normal and there was no visible evidence of what they had gone through.

Anyway, as the Eunuchs, still weak and aching from the treatment they had received from the Duchess' hands, helped each other out of the room which Alina had pulled open, they were all smiling.

The smiles were weird and grotesque and somehow still evident of their pain, but they were smiling nonetheless... Well, most of them.

The one who had been strapped to the center of the room at the start still had an indifferent expression on his face.

Hal was the last one out the door and as he walked out, Alina sneered with animosity but, as he saw no point or reason to pretend, Hal just stared at her with a neutral expression so that she knew he was not fazed.

"Allan..." the Duchess called to Hal as she inspected her tools, especially the ones she had used.

Hal paused and before he could even turn around, she said,

"This Afternoon..."

Hal turned around to see her grin malevolently...

That was his last image of her as the door to the room was shut barely a second after by a smirking Alina.

***

No activities were given to all who had been inside the room with the Duchess which was a usual practice but all through that time, Hal felt watched... Like his every move was under strict monitoring.

He wasn't being paranoid as this was true.

While the Duchess was still not taking any extreme action in regards to her suspicion about him, she was still curious enough to have him watched for anything unusual.

Especially to stop him from making an escape.

Credit to those tasked with watching him though, they evidently tried to be hidden from him but it was nowhere near enough.

To be fair, they could have tried their hardest and Hal would still do as he wised right under the noses.

The only annoyance was that being under strict watch (kinda) as he was, Hal had to work a bit harder to keep up the act of being 'Allan the Eunuch' which resulted in him presently being on his fourth Glamour rune.

He didn't have to endure the annoyance for long though as soon, it was noon.

No one came to escort him... None of the watchers (who believed they were being secretive) stepped out to lead him.

It would seem the Duchess was looking to see if he would have the good sense to be punctual.

Alina met him outside the residence and led him to the lounge where the Duchess lay on her sofa in a slinky attire that clung to her curves.

Compared to what she had worn to torture the Eunuchs the night before, her current attire was not exactly revealing.

However, it was far more attractive than what she had worn the night before.

Her dominatrix attire had been incredibly revealing with her nipples showing and her moistening pussy clear to see but it had not really gotten Hal's engines revving.

Her current attire, however, especially when taken with the way she lay on the sofa was far more seductive and got Hal thinking of ravaging her.

"Punctual... Good. Now explain this alternative of yours to me" the Duchess said while Alina stood behind her sofa and glowered at Hal.

So Hal explained what he planned to do and when he was done, this Duchess and Alina shared a look before the Duchess cracked a smile...

The smile was not one of joy, however, but instead, it was a smile of amusement as she couldn't believe what Hal was suggesting,

"Let me get this straight... Your Alternative, which you confidently said will provide me with double the satisfaction that I would gain from whipping and pegging you, is a massage," she said with a tone that suggested that the whole idea was ludicrous.

Hal was not fazed though as he answered with a straight face and an expression of professionalism,

"Yes, that is exactly what I'm saying. When I wished to serve you, I always imagined doing so with my hands.

Before I decided to serve you, I learned the refined and incredible art of sensual massage and I dare say that these hands have not failed to induce an Orgasm yet.

While I have not yet had the good fortune to have my name so widespread that they will your ears, I can assure you that I am well deserving of the moniker 'Gifted hands'"

"Is that so? Well, you should know that inducing some form of climax in me is not going to be termed a success. You only succeed if I really feel satisfaction and I assure you that it will be a harder task to accomplish than 'inducing climax'." the Duchess said with skepticism as she sat up.

"I only ask that you give me a chance," Hal said.

"Very well." the Duchess then signaled to Alina who left the lounge and returned soon after with a massage table that she then began to set up.

"I have had massages before and while they are quite relaxing, none have ever boasted of this effect you so confidently promise..." The Duchess said as she stood to her feet and began taking off the garment she had on.

"Well, I am different" Hal said just as the Duchess became completely naked before him...

... Further highlighting how much different she could look when not garbed in her dominatrix attire.

Brown hair that reached to the middle of her back, black eyes that drew attention, and high and round orbs on her chest that were topped by beautiful pink nipples.

Moderately wide hips and pliant, round and perky buttocks...

... Add all this to a beautiful and fairly mature face and you know the wife of the Arkene