Ximengsi Continent’s southern region, the strategic border city of Adelaide Kingdom, Ata Suzerain Earl Harrison’s residence, Young Master Hal’s mysterious basement
After Clyde traded with ** Demon King Asmode, he snuck into this basement filled with evil relying on his shadow magic’s concealment.
Earl Harrison himself had never expected his son to play like this and be even more abnormal than himself. However, with that greedy nature of Earl Harrison, his hidden chamber was most likely to be filled with only gold, silver, treasures and jewels since he had almost zero interest in women. In the past three years, Hal had carried out various kinds of wicked erotic experiments and continuously made petty maneuvers in Atad City. He even dared to commit crimes in broad daylight without any misgivings.
In the past, many cases of missing aristocratic families’ daughters had emerged in Atad, and even now, some families continued investigating these cases, but none had ever turned Young Master Hal’s way. The deceptive nature of his gentle exterior appearance was too strong, and basically no one doubted Hal. If any doubts were raised against him, all had always thought that it was a mere political maneuver where his political opponents were intentionally trying to implicate him.
In the depths of the underground hidden chamber, Clyde lay concealed in shadow, so Hal didn’t notice this intruder. As the first intruder in over three years, Clyde was the first to see Hal’s unknown side without already being in this young master’s clutches. Perhaps, everyone had a dark side hidden within them, but they usually restrained them with various thoughts of ethics and morals, never getting the chance to reveal them. Still, this sort of scene made Clyde feel that this Hal was a little crazy.
In the dungeon area deep within the basement, Hal had imprisoned many prey. Compared to those prior war trophies, the products and trophies displayed here had been treated most wickedly. Those war trophies restrained on the “X” frames and dangling from the ceiling in the vicinity of the entrance at least weren’t broken and still had clear consciousnesses, but it was different here.
In every rectangular iron cage, a completely bare prey was imprisoned. These collections had been missing for quite a long time, so they were already completely tamed. Those white lambs were helplessly lying prone in the iron cages. They had black leather collars around their necks that each had a number plate and a long iron chain.
These white lambs didn’t have small balls sealing their speaking abilities, but these lambs were already tamed so thoroughly that they didn’t even have the will to commit suicide by biting off their tongues. Their near gravity-defying well-developed bosoms were unusually large. Clearly, some kind of medication had been used on them. Their size had clearly increased by quite a few grades, making these lambs have no way to get up, and a white liquid would frequently drip from them. On their alluring red cherries were sparkling rings, the legendary ultimate wicked erotic R-ring. Clyde had never expected to see them in this different world. Even Clyde, this kind of veteran had to consider himself inferior and admit that Young Master Hal had defeated him in some aspects.
When these white lambs crawled around their cages, Clyde could clearly see the slave imprints on their prone, elastic white butts. These were not magic imprints, that kind of elementary slave imprint, but rather slave imprints that symbolized a permanent lower status and ownership. Regardless of how noble their previous identities had been, with this slave imprint, they were doomed to be the possessions of other people.
Clyde looked all around; those white lambs’ eyes were dull, and all had crazy lustful expressions from being broken too many times. Perhaps, all that was in their minds was when they would next be played with. At that moment, a lamb lowered her head and stuck out her tongue to lick the water on a red tray in front of her. Seemingly, they had already forgotten their former statuses. Other than their long hair and eyebrows, all other superfluous hair had been shaved off. Their private areas were plainly visible in their current shameful states.
Young Master Hal wore a black robe and stood there with a wicked smile on his face, watching these prey in front of him. In front of Young Master Hal, there were several white lambs, ready to be permanently authenticated. Those white lambs bent forward with both hands spread out and bound to iron hoops on two sides, assuming a posture that was the typical shameful posture of inviting a man to enter from the back. Truly, the sight was delectable.
The white lambs trembled and sweat profusely. Iron rods sealed their mouths. Before the start of the ritual, these lambs had already been made to drink a mysterious medication. Their well-developed bosom were unusually plump, frequently dripping white liquid. In addition, all their superfluous hair had been shaved off. It seemed they only had one last ritual to become true slaves.
There was a special furnace beside Hal, and on a nearby pillar, two or three white lambs whose authentication was already complete were bound. Those lambs were lying prone and sticking out their tongue to lick water from a red plate in front of them. Their glittering rings and special imprints were especially conspicuous. They had been entirely tamed.
“Since you all have come here, you all will be my experiment materials forever! It won’t be all bad. In fact, you might even come to enjoy it. Rest assured, no one will learn of this place.”
Hal held the rings and went to a new lamb. In spite of the other party’s imploring gaze, he used the rings to pierce through her red cherries. Then walking behind her, he used a hot terrifying rod to imprint her elastic and round place. The new lamb violently trembled as if she were being electrocuted. After a burst of spasms, she finally quieted down.
“Wear this, and don’t trouble this master!”
After the imprinting authentication was completed, Hal threw a black leather collar in front of this white lamb. The helpless lamb looked around that gloomy dungeon environment for a while before finally accepting her fate. Gingerly putting on that black leather collar, she crawled forward, letting Hal pull her to one side and bind her to a pillar. After that, she lowered her head and stuck out her tongue to lick the water on a plate in front of her, admitting her new identity.
“Wait honestly. Don’t even try to escape. No one can escape this place.”
Clyde hid in the dark place and observed the entire time. His main objective was not to see these erotic scenes. Although the visual impact was strong, he didn’t make a move because he still hadn’t seen Paladin Alicia. In accordance with the current circumstances, the state of Miss Alicia could be terrible. Since she wasn’t here or in the place before, could it be that even more wicked plays awaited further in? Not limited to Paladin Alicia, other than Aike and Ailu whom Clyde had met before, he didn’t see any other female knights who had followed Alicia.
Hal seemed to have other wicked goals that Clyde couldn’t understand. After the new lambs were authenticated, Hal locked these lambs into iron cages and continued to walk forward. Clyde seriously doubted whether Hal was capable as a man. If another man were in his place, he would have already enjoyed himself quite a few times. However, based on the chaste states of many of these lambs, this fellow just trained without eating; it was simply wasting resources. In these past three years, Clyde wondered how many valuable resources had been wasted by this fellow.
This basement had a Soul Seizing Magic Array. Even if a prey succeeded in committing suicide, her soul wouldn’t escape this place. Soul Seizing Magic was one of the high-level magic spells of Undead Shamans. As an existence of the same camp, Clyde easily sensed the existence of the barrier. However, Hal was too cruel by taking liberties with them but not taking the final step. These prey were just toyed with to the point of wandering around the edge of the peak. Like that, wanting to maintain reason was hard. Their broken expressions might be the result of this.
Nevertheless, Hal didn’t know that someone very superior to him was tailing him. After dealing with the matters of these lambs, he headed towards the depths of the basement where there was a special interrogation room. The iron gate of this interrogation room was quite heavy, and there were a lot of very complicated magic seals on it. If it were not for Hal opening the gate, Clyde would have had to destroy the entire gate to enter since his understanding of magic seals was spotty. Following behind Hal, he quietly entered the interrogation room, saving a lot of time.
In this interrogation room were various kinds of wicked erotic tools. Everything needed was there, and it all looked very professional. The wall was neatly covered with various kinds of leather thronged whips. Meanwhile, on the floor of this interrogation room, fragments of knight armor as well as shredded undergarments were scattered all around. Here, Clyde finally found his target, the missing Paladin Alicia.
Paladin Alicia and the beautiful female knights under her leadership were all imprisoned in this wicked interrogation room. They were not completely disarmed and still had bras, panties and stockings; however, they were all openwork and garter series. Clyde didn’t know whether this was their original choice or they had been forced to change into this after being captured by Hal.
There were lambs bestriding wicked wooden horses here. After their snowy white legs were parted, they were fixed on triangular wooden horses with iron hoops. Their hands were bound behind them with red ropes and their entire bodies were also bound in shameful postures. Although they still wore some clothes, that only increased the temptation, especially since those clothes were of the appeal-type. In terms of visual impact, this scene here was even more likely to trigger a human’s ** instinct than the previous scenes.
Those lambs bit rods that prevented them from speaking. Only saliva could be seen at the corners of their mouths. On their necks were red leather collars with iron chains. It seemed that in Clark Alliance such things were quite popular. The other end of this iron chain dangled from the ceiling. With the control of a pulley, these prey were forced to stand tall and straight, maintaining their shameful postures and pressing their hips against the hardwood.
The triangular horse was in an active state, and under special stimulation, these prey were continuously teased to the peak by these wooden horses. If it were not for the support of the installations, these lambs would have already fallen as their legs gave out. Even though the female knights’ physical strengths were much greater compared to ordinary ladies, they couldn’t bear these wicked erotic trainings for a long time. After all, it was simply too shameful, and after many orgasms, a woman would grow tired. The triangular horse and ground darkened due to strange liquid stains. Upon careful examination, it could be seen that their openwork panties were actually drenched.
The lambs’ eyes were filled with humiliation. Their eyes were not blindfolded with black cloth since Hal had intentionally let these prey see each other’s embarrassing expressions to break their psychological barriers. As each gave in to pleasure, it weakened the resolve of the others just a bit more. In fact, Hal had succeeded. Other than Paladin Alicia, those beautiful female knights under her leadership had basically accepted their fates. Aike and Ailu who had been sent to Clyde as gifts not long ago had been the first to concede.
Miss Alicia was restrained at the center of this interrogation room. This beautiful female paladin had long wavy golden hair, similar to Princess Saras’s. Like her hair, her pupils were also golden. In addition, she had an innate sacred temperament. Alicia hadn’t received any special preferential treatments and was in an unfavorable situation like the female knights under her leadership. That golden openwork garter style bra and panties she wore gave Clyde a deep impression since the duller undergarments worn by the other female knights weren’t as dazzling.
“Still not surrendering? If you had quietly accepted the wedding arrangements, you wouldn’t have suffered, but you persistently didn’t want to accept reality. Now, haven’t you still become an experimental material of mine?”
“Oh, that’s right! Those two little subordinates of yours have already been sent to a person for him to enjoy. The other party was very satisfied. It’ll soon be these girls’ turns. I have already arranged for them all to be gifted to influential officials.”
Hal reached out and raised Alicia’s chin, complacently flaunting his power. Upon hearing that Aike and Ailu had already suffered, Alicia shed tears of regret. Now, she was unable to protect even herself, so she could only earnestly hope that those influential officials weren’t as abnormal as Hal. She didn’t dare to hold the extravagant hopes of remaining chaste and undefiled. Now, she could only hope that it wouldn’t be too bad.
