Blood Emperor Throne

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Behind the bar, however, was not one of those alluring and seductive noblewomen, but rather Countess Osalia, dressed in an extremely seductive and vulgar purple high-slit bunny girl leather outfit that resembled that of a prostitute.

Her beautiful, light blue eyes, brimming with the allure of spring, glanced softly at Asmodie, that savage beast with an imposing presence, before her soft lips released a delicate, sweet fragrance.

This glossy, rubbery leather outfit, with its extremely seductive high-cut design, was so perfect for her voluptuous, ripe, and fleshy figure that it could easily be mistaken for a bunny girl outfit that only appears in a brothel.

Two plump breasts, exuding a milky aroma and possessing an incredibly soft and fleshy texture, were wrapped tightly in two bright purple, gelatinous heart-shaped breast pads. They resembled two soft, plump peaches piled high with sweet, ripe milk, trembling as they were wrapped in a glossy, openwork bodysuit of fleshy stockings that encircled her jade-like neck with a bright purple lace collar. The rich, ripe milky aroma of the breasts jumped into Asmodie's sight.

Two plump, juicy mounds of flesh, seemingly waiting to be violated by Asmody, were tightly bound by the high-cut, bright purple leather jacket, their soft, fleshy buttocks being squeezed out.

This high-slit, rubberized leather jacket is not only a waist-cinching style, but also made of a semi-transparent material. It not only outlines the beautiful, soft waistline, but also reveals the plump, creamy mound of flesh deeply encased in the leather jacket. Under the semi-transparent leather jacket, the plump mound, which is deeply encased in a thin, openwork, bright purple lace, is also vaguely visible, overflowing with large amounts of mature, sweet nectar.

Given her gentle and mild-mannered nature, and the tender and shy demeanor she always displayed when facing Asmodé, it was obvious that this was not the personality she would adopt when she dressed up as a bunny girl in leather to serve Asmodé.

After all, this elegant and beautiful countess, whether at a banquet, in her usual office work, or even while bathing, was like a ripe, soft, and sweet fruit, waiting for Asmodée to enjoy her.

Her plump breasts and fleshy buttocks, with their ripe, juicy flesh, were constantly exuding a honeyed fragrance that seemed to invite invasion. She wore only an extremely revealing, bright purple, thin-strapped, semi-transparent silk dress, radiating a spring charm that made one's mouth dry, clearly enticing Asmodie to violate her at any moment.

Given Osalia's seductive and alluring demeanor, which made her seem like she could be violated by Asmodian at any moment, she was definitely not the type to plan this decadent banquet.

After all, whenever she spoke with Asmodé, the masculine aura emanating from him always caused her to rub against his plump, mature, and glossy pantyhose, her breath coming in soft gasps.

Those tender, smooth, and fleshy feet would always be adorned with bright purple, pointed, thin-strapped, crystal stilettos that were incongruous with her elegant temperament, resembling the seductive allure of a prostitute. Before Asmodie, that ferocious and savage beast, they swayed gently, exuding an air of refined spring charm.

What's more, in today's afternoon tea, in the stone pavilion where she used to drink tea with her ladies, after her afternoon tea with Olissa, there were splashes of thick white paste everywhere, as well as two pairs of ladies' bright silk high heels soaked in the sticky white paste.

The reason, of course, is that Asmodie wasn't the only bunny girl bartender; her daughter Catherine, Duchess Orissa, and the widow Veranica had all donned various alluring and revealing bunny girl outfits, waiting for Asmodie to pay their tips.

"Hmm? You guys probably don't mind me bringing this big wolfhound to this high-class dinner, do you?"

Defiant's smooth, elegant red silk hands, filled with tenderness and charm, gently caressed and soothed the ferocious and savage beast before releasing it, casually placing Asmodie, this incredibly irritable and savage beast, into the banquet filled with the feminine fragrance of noblewomen and the sweet scent of aphrodisiacs.

She asked Osalia, the elegant and sophisticated bartender behind the bar counter, for a glass of red wine. After taking a sip, she felt slightly tipsy.

This noble and alluring lady, her heart-shaped eyes filled with arrogance and disdain, glanced at Asmodie. Like other noblewomen, she leaned forward and pressed her two mounds of milk, which were constantly oozing sweet and ripe cream, onto the bar like soft cakes covered with sweet cream.

Her soft, plump buttocks, wrapped in sheer stockings and alluring black suspender stockings, exuding a mature, honeyed fragrance and reflecting a halo of honey stains, trembled as she rolled onto the round stool, completely enveloping the small, tall stool in her smooth, plump, and oily flesh.

Two elegant and alluring feet, clad in sheer, fleshy stockings and glossy black stockings, languidly dangled from a pair of slightly disheveled, wine-red, pointed-toe, low-cut crystal stilettos. The wine-red, slender heels swayed lazily, releasing wisps of intoxicating, noblewomanly fragrance.

"It's just a savage male dog, what's the big deal?"

The haughty and beautiful noblewoman, her jade hands adorned with long, smooth, wine-red silk gloves, swayed a crystal goblet, her wine-red, slightly wavy hair styled into an elegant updo with a delicate and luxurious pale purple crystal headband.

Her honey-smooth, rounded buttocks, with their alluring curves, were outlined only by a noble and seductive wine-red silk camisole with lace trim, highlighting their fragrant, moist contours. (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

This haughty and beautiful noblewoman became Asmodie's first target.

He casually released the honey milk in his hand, which was wrapped in translucent, oily silk and had long been soaked in sweet, ripe milk, making it extremely slippery, and urged the raging beast that was waiting for its chance to attack forward.

The alluring noblewoman, with her wine-red, seductive eyes filled with queenly arrogance, looked at Asmodie approaching her with the same disdain a haughty, unapproachable queen facing a savage, rough wolfhound. Instead of paying her any attention, she crossed her arms and leaned against the bar, her slender waist slightly slumping, causing her two round, snow-white buttocks, marked with alluring indentations from the seductive red halter top, to rise high and rest on the round stool.

Her snow-white, moist, and plump buttocks, like a ripe white peach, were shaped like an inverted heart, exuding a mature and alluring charm. The silk skirt, trimmed with bright red lace, barely concealed her slender waist in this blatantly provocative pose.

Her snow-white buttocks were pierced by only a thin, wine-red halter top that reached her waist. The soft, fragrant peach blossoms hidden between her two round, honey-moistened buttocks were also pierced by only a bright red halter top. Her soft, peach-like vulva, adorned with wine-red lush grass, was completely covered only by a heart-shaped, bright red, openwork lace panty. She was basically exposed to the savage beast Asmodie in an extremely seductive, naked state.

Adorned with red rose lace trim, long, glossy black stockings, held up by delicate red straps, hugged her snow-white, jade-like slender legs. The elegant and alluring black stockings languidly framed her bright red, pointed-toe, low-cut crystal stilettos.

Together with Defiant's alluring, silky feet, adorned with wine-red crystal heels, they swayed slightly before Asmodie's savage beast that approached them, displaying a queenly posture with their crystal heels overlapping and raised.

The elegant and sophisticated feet of a noblewoman in oil-stockinged stockings, the haughty and alluring feet in glossy black stockings, the toes of a noblewoman in oil-stockinged stockings adorned with burgundy nail polish, and the toes of a queen in black stockings adorned with bright red nail polish.

Together, the wine-red and bright red crystal high heels, exuding the glamour and allure of a noblewoman, lazily tread on Asmodie's ferocious and savage beast head with the semi-transparent crystal tips that reveal the outline of their silk-clad toes, and with a haughty and disdainful queenly posture, massage and stomp on it.

The slender and dazzling crystal toes of the two ladies' crystal high heels gently touched each other as the heels swayed. The heels and arches of the two ladies' crystal high heels formed an extremely seductive heart shape, as if enticing Asmodie to thrust forward and violate them.

Faced with the relentless assault of the two alluring ladies in their crystal red high heels, Asmodie's already savage desire surged once more. Under the arrogant and disdainful gaze of Defiance and the other lady's heart-shaped eyes, his two large hands encircled their slender waists and slid down to cover their oily, fragrant buttocks and snowy, round, heart-shaped buttocks, which had been pressed against the round stools.

"Hmm? ~~What a ~savage big wolfhound?"

"A greedy male dog? It should be taught a lesson!"

The two noblewomen, defiled by Asmodie, seemed to have their common sense altered, showing no resistance or reaction to Asmodie's desecration of their silky, fragrant buttocks and heart-shaped buttocks. Instead, they swirled their wine glasses with a contemptuous and arrogant attitude.

Like queens, they intertwined, lifting their glossy, fleshy legs and alluring black stockings. The thighs, wrapped in sheer, fleshy stockings and long black stockings with wine-red rose lace trim, were stained with a mature, oily sheen. In this queenly pose, they lifted their crystal high heels and swayed gently. The friction between the stockings and the lace trim created an ambiguous and enchanting rustling sound.

Two noblewomen, exuding queenly arrogance and disdain, slowly tilted their glasses of red wine, as if rewarding a lowly male servant, pouring out strands of deep red, glistening liquid.

The wine dripped down the long, glossy black stockings draped over the sheer, flesh-colored fabric and lace trim of these elegant ladies, leaving soft, delicate marks from the bright red lace. The seductive, glossy black stockings, with their alluring red lace trim, dripped down their plump, smooth thighs, while the glistening liquid rolled over their elegant, alluring calves, gliding across their smooth, delicate insteps, finally converging at the toes of their beautiful feet, adorned with crystal heels.

The sweet and crystal-clear wine soaked their delicate and beautiful black-stockinged insteps and noble and arrogant black-stockinged toes, leaving a few glistening stains. It also made their wine-red and bright red pointed-nose crystal stilettos, like wine glasses, accumulate drops of mellow and crystal-clear red wine in the crystal stilettos that exuded the fragrance of noble ladies' feet.

This flirtatious etiquette of the noble ladies appreciating wine made Asmodeus, that ferocious and savage beast, with drops of red wine clinging to its body, stand even more proudly, rising high from the tips of the two noble ladies' crystal shoes.

"What a beast! A lowly animal! Being trampled and humiliated, yet still so excited?!"

Defiant cradled two mounds of milky, plump breasts in one hand, looking down at this savage beast with the haughty disdain of an arrogant queen. Her noble, mature, and alluring feet, clad in burgundy crystal heels, subtly revealed the rich, wine-scented soles of her shoes. These heels, with their smooth, glossy stockings and black silk arches, created a soft, lingering space where the aromas of wine and the fragrance of her feet intertwined.

With utter contempt, she slipped the savage, massive beast into her elegant high heels, a combination of wine-red crystal heels and glossy, luxurious silk. Her alluring, smooth feet pressed down, the wine-red crystal heels languidly draped over her toes, trapping the beast with disdain. The ferocious beast's head occasionally peeked out from between the smooth, glossy silk arch of her foot and the shallow opening of her crystal heels.

"Looks like it, though...a lowly male dog indeed...standing so upright even while being trampled by the Queen's high heels?"

The stunning noblewoman arrogantly finished pouring out the rest of the red wine, then cupped her two soft, ripe breasts in one hand and removed her other bright red crystal-tipped, low-cut, sky-high heel with the other.

With one hand cradling her breasts, and the other lifting the vibrant red crystal stiletto heel filled with glistening red wine, she placed it before Asmodie, that savage beast. Like Defiant, her black-stockinged toes adorned with bright red nail polish, she, like a haughty and disdainful queen of black stockings, lifted one of her alluring feet, draped in a vibrant red crystal heel.

The alluring, soft, glossy black silk arches, the bright red, semi-transparent crystal stiletto heels with their low-cut soles, all combine to form a soft, luxurious high-heeled foot socket that exudes the fragrance of fine wine and the delicate scent of orchids. It's as if that ferocious, savage beast is encased within it, with an arrogant and contemptuous air, like a queen disciplining a male servant.

The haughty, sophisticated wine-red crystal high heels and the soft, smooth, glossy silk-clad feet of a noblewoman, the noble and alluring bright red crystal high heels and the enchanting black silk-clad feet of a noblewoman, together form two crystal high-heeled foot caves filled with the fragrance of noblewoman's feet and the aroma of fine wine, enveloping this ferocious and savage beast in an arrogant and contemptuous queenly manner, unable to stop.

"What? You filthy, savage dog? You only deserve to be trampled under the silk heels of concubines and noble ladies. You actually dare to dream of filling our expensive crystal heels with your thick, filthy semen?!"

Defiant, too, lifted a wine-red crystal heel, brimming with the rich luster of fine wine, and placed it side by side with the flamboyant noblewoman's bright red crystal heels before the beast, smiling arrogantly and seductively.

"Then... I'll give you, you lowly male dog, a chance, okay?"

Two noblewomen, so elegant and alluring that they would be the envy of countless nobles and lords, with their glossy black silk stockings stained with fine wine and crystal high heels, gracefully and arrogantly punished this savage beast with a leisurely and disdainful air.

They removed their elegant black silk stockings and crystal red high heels, and then lazily lifted their toes, like an arrogant queen rewarding her after a punishment. The toes, adorned with alluring nail polish, were lightly dipped in a few drops of fine wine on the crystal high heels in front of the beasts, and then, with particular arrogance, they stepped on the ferocious beast heads that had emerged from between their high heels and silk stockings.

Completely ignoring their action, Asmodie completely exposed their soft and plump vulvas, which were covered by sheer stockings and bright red lace panties, and exuding a sweet, honey-like fragrance, to his overwhelming gaze.

As the crystal heels swayed gently, Asmodeus, the savage centaur, was lazily punished by two alluring noblewomen, who stood between his crystal heels and black silk stockings with arrogant disdain.

The beast that burst forth from between the soft, smooth black silk arches and crystal soles was stepped on by the black silk toes of the two noblewomen, which were stained with the fine wine and imbued with its fragrance. They were contemptuously kneaded and rubbed, and the beautiful black silk toes, stained with bright red wine, would sometimes encircle and tease, and sometimes step on the black silk toes of the two noblewomen, grinding and playing with them.

Crystal high heels and black silk stockings became the source of pleasure for Asmodie, this savage cavalryman, as he rampaged and ravaged. Or to be more precise, the two noblewomen's glossy black silk stockings, stained with fine wine, stepped on the beast's head, and with the smooth and alluring soles of their black silk stockings and crystal shoes forming the high-heeled acupoints, they contemptuously punished this ferocious and savage beast until his anger rose.

Thick, sticky, and turbid white liquid, like a torrent of boiling water, poured over and filled the two wine-red and bright red crystal high heels, which were placed in front and filled with the fine wine, with milk-like white liquid.

The mellow wine and its fragrant aroma, along with the delicate, orchid-like scent of the noblewoman's feet, were all filled to overflowing by this thick, viscous white liquid. The elegant crystal toes, the delicate straps adorned with precious jade beads, the translucent crystal soles dripping with wine, and the slender, elegant crystal stilettos were all thoroughly soaked and permeated by this thick, viscous, steaming white liquid.

The sticky, thick white paste dripped down the crystal heel and toe in strands.

As for the two noblewomen's toes, stained with fine wine and treading on the beast heads, they were the epicenter of this scalding, sticky flood. Thick, sticky white fluid overflowed and gushed from between their crystal-clear, lustrous black-stockinged toes, soaking them completely, along with their glossy, translucent, high-end black stockings and pantyhose.

Thick, sticky white fluid trickled down their black-stockinged toes, delicate insteps, and smooth, lustrous arches, ultimately marking these noble and alluring black-stockinged ladies' feet as Asmodie's exclusive property.

“Not bad.” Asmodeus, holding two platinum dog chains adorned with burgundy lace, rested his chin on his hand and sat upright on the sofa behind the bar, twirling the platinum dog chains slightly.

Before him, Defiance, who had been as noble and arrogant as a queen just moments before, and that stunning noblewoman, had lost all their arrogance and elegant manners.

The two noblewomen, now transformed into two alluring and elegant female dogs, were led by him by platinum leashes with lace collars around their jade-like necks. Their silky, fragrant buttocks were raised high, and they knelt between his legs in a subservient posture.

Wearing bright red fishnet lace gloves and wine-red silk ring gloves, her jade hands, like a noblewoman savoring wine, supported the erect and ferocious beast. Her face was full of infatuation as she extended her honey tongue and fragrant tongue to clean and serve it. Her two alluring eyes were filled with intoxicating affection, and her seductive face was full of flirtatious and wanton behavior.

The soft, plump, and creamy milk, the smooth and round white breasts, had become nothing more than a noblewoman's jade ball that Asmodie could casually play with while milking, constantly kneading and shaping them into soft, creamy forms in his hands.

Those wine-red and bright red crystal high heels, filled with thick white liquid mixed with mellow wine, had already been lifted up by them with a proud and elegant queenly posture, slipping onto their glossy, silk-clad noblewoman feet and their proud and seductive black silk-clad feet.

Wrapped in sheer, oily silk and glossy black stockings, adorned with wine-red nail polish, the delicate, translucent toes of a noblewoman, supported by the thin, sheer, glossy black stockings and bright red nail polish, were now completely immersed in thick, sticky white fluid. These ten toes, wrapped in alluring black stockings, would stir up lines of sticky white fluid that radiated heat even if they simply stretched or curled up.

The smooth, glossy, silky arch support, the soft, supple black silk arch support—each time it lightly touches the translucent crystal shoe upper, already soaked in thick white paste, a sticky, gurgling sound will cause the viscous white paste to overflow from the shallow opening of the crystal high heel, staining the sole and flowing down the crystal stiletto heel.

Under the service of these alluring and elegant noblewomen, their crystal high heels were practically turned upside down, causing thick, white fluid to almost overflow and drip down, staining their ankles and accumulating completely at the toes. Their soft, noble toes were completely immersed in the sticky, thick fluid. Asmodie marked these two pairs of noblewomen's beautiful feet as noblewomen's silk feet that could be used at will from now on.

"Gurgle? ~~ Haa? ~"

"Eek? ~~Gurgle~"

The two noblewomen's alluring eyes, brimming with soft, peach-like charm, gazed at Asmodie with seductive allure. Their honeyed tongues danced back and forth, creating glistening lines of honey, while their luscious red lips and arrogant, fragrant lips took turns parting slightly, releasing a white mist of aphrodisiac scent that brushed against the beast's body. As they lowered their heads, their alluring eyes were slightly raised, and the beast's savage features were fully revealed.

This savage beast, proud and erect like a lance, was sometimes held in their mouths by their tongues, teased by their sweet tongues, and sometimes they took turns rising and falling, their alluring eyes rolling as they completely lowered their heads, their soft, smooth and tender seductive charm alternating in turn.

Asmodalan's next target was that gentle, dignified, and charming beauty.

Before that, though.

Asmodie tugged slightly on the platinum dog chain in his hand, and Defiant, who had already transformed into a noblewoman dog, and this stunning noblewoman, were both filled with intoxicating passion. They raised their proud heads, their alluring eyes completely transformed into seductive peach hearts, and opened their delicate red lips and fragrant honey lips to him, revealing the thick white fluid that was filled to overflowing within.

As they raised their elegant, noble necks, adorned with platinum cat's-eye necklaces and pale gold rhinestone chains, like white swans, and after a brief wriggling motion, opened their fragrant lips, all that remained was the lingering aphrodisiac scent and wisps of sticky white fluid.

"You lowly beast? How dare you even think of violating me?!"

"Still so excited even though he's being punished? He really is a wild beast!"

As they watched Asmodeus, who was once again straddling his lance with fierce arrogance, their heart-shaped eyes shone with intoxicating desire. Embracing her snowy breasts, their eyes held an air of haughtiness, and they once again transformed into proud queens.

However, these two proud queens are currently being led by Asmodie, a savage male, by the platinum dog chain attached to the lace collars around their jade necks. Their lace dresses are in disarray, and their noble and gorgeous queenly crystal high-heeled feet are covered with thick, sticky white fluid.

They stood before Asmodeus with a contemptuous and arrogant yet alluring queenly demeanor, wearing crystal high heels overflowing with thick white fluid, looking down at him as if a haughty queen were bestowing a contemptuous gift upon a lowly male servant.

Their silk-stockinged hands, still glistening with the stickiness and honey of spring, arrogantly lifted the hems of their lace-trimmed slip dresses.

"Well... how about I reward you, you lowly, savage wolfhound, with a little treat?"

"What a filthy, savage male dog! Is that all you want to do, vent your vile desires?"

Two noblewomen looked down at the ferocious and savage beast with contempt and disgust, their postures arrogant yet still maintaining the elegance of noblewomen.

As the lace hem of their silk skirts lifted, their vulvas, adorned only with a touch of wine-red thong-shaped openwork lace that peeked into their soft, moist lips, and their soft, moist clams, decorated with wine-red lush grass and held together by only a bright red suspender strap, were all exposed above their erect heads in a seductive manner, dripping with glistening female nectar.

With this haughty, disdainful, queenly air, they used their delicate, lace-clad hands to lift their wine-red, lace-trimmed, openwork panties, already soaked with semen. The bright red, thin-strapped, openwork lace panties, this arrogant and alluring queenly demeanor, were enough to arouse rage.

"Want it? ~~You lowly wolfhound~"

"You lowly beast~ You get this excited just from seeing it?"

The two noblewomen looked at the swollen beast with disgust, and with utter contempt, they casually tossed off the lace panties, which were still dripping with glistening drops and lingering with the faint scent of their feminine fragrance, as if they were bestowing a silk handkerchief infused with the noblewomen's fragrance upon the lowly male servant. They then slipped the lace, which had been soaked with their own nectar and had just been binding his plump vulva, onto the erect lance.

"Such a reward makes you so excited, you wolfhound?"

"Looks like it's time for them to be properly punished?"

Their disdainful gazes fell upon the savage beast draped in elegant lace, their red lips curling into arrogant, seductive smiles.

Defiant and the beautiful noblewoman gracefully wrapped the lace around the savage beast with their jade-like hands adorned with long lace gloves.

Then, supporting this ferocious beast, like an arrogant queen rewarding her lowly male servants, she would roll their honey-ripened, soft, oily, fragrant buttocks and round, perky peach-shaped buttocks onto this engorged beast from both sides, enveloping it between their smooth, warm buttocks.

Until this ferocious beast's head, draped in lace, emerged from between their fragrant buttocks, and was caressed and teased by their jade-like hands, clad in long gloves of bright red fishnet lace and wine-red silk.

After a brief adjustment, they maintained their alluring poses, with Asmodie holding their jade-like necks by platinum dog leashes. Their legs crossed, one white crystal high heel hooked around Asmodie's lap, and they arrogantly raised their silken buttocks before tremblingly lowering them.

"Gurgle, oh oh?~~"

"Eek, oh, oh?~~"

A seductive, high-pitched moan escaped from beneath the two noblewomen's raised necks. This ferocious beast was being crushed by the alluring, silken buttocks of these elegant ladies. With each rise and fall of their hips, glistening nectar overflowed from their fragrant, slippery clefts.

And that gentle, dignified, and charming beauty, and the beautiful Countess Osalia behind the bar, with her spring eyes full of tenderness and desire, watching this scene, the silk stockings and high heels lazily overlapping under the bar, gently rubbing against each other.

Chapter 142 Mature and Beautiful Bunny Girl

Before Asmodée stepped into the ladies' quarter, the only sounds in the area were the elegant conversations of the ladies and the soft strains of a harp.

Crystal high heels, patent leather high heels, stiletto heels—these elegant, luxurious, exquisite, and glamorous high heels, worn by ladies in soft, smooth silk shoes, rhythmically tread upon the wooden floor of this upscale area, echoing with a light, pattering sound.

Tonight's dinner for ladies is different from any other.

In the past, the ladies would attend an elegant and noble banquet, dressed in gorgeous and graceful evening gowns, only to have Asmodie, this savage beast who suddenly barged into the banquet, press their noble and mature flesh onto the dinner table and violate them at will, like a savage and rampaging wild beast.

Tonight's elegant ladies' banquet is attended by proud and charming ladies who, as if they were attending a private banquet where they didn't need to care about ladylike etiquette, would only respond to Asmodeus's invasion and rampage with contempt and arrogance.

Ever since Asmodée stepped into this high-society district, the elegant laughter and chatter of the ladies there gradually transformed into alluring and languid giggles.

The gentle and elegant sound of the zither gradually transformed into the soft and seductive moans of noblewomen, forming a decadent symphony with the crisp and enchanting sounds of slapping.

"Gurgle, oh oh? ~~ Eek, eh? ~~ You lowly beast? ~~ Eek, oh oh~ No~ No~ Are you going to become... become a female beast? ~"

"Eek?~~ You filthy, lowly beast?~ Who gave you permission?~~ Oh?~ Honey?~ Eek~~ If you violate Honey at the same time?~~ Oh oh?~~"

Just moments before, the two noblewomen had transformed into proud and alluring queens, punishing the savage beast Asmodie.

Right now, they've been transformed into defeated noblewomen and female dogs, being led by Asmodie by the platinum dog chain around their jade necks, pressed down and arranged side by side in an extremely seductive and lewd manner, comparable to prostitutes.

The oily, soft, and moist buttocks, wrapped in translucent silk threads, and the snow-white, heart-shaped buttocks bound by bright red lace suspenders, are held high beneath this seductive female.

Asmodée raised the platinum dog chain in his hand, forcing the two noblewomen to raise their beautiful heads like noblewomen dogs. Their two charming eyes, shaped like peach hearts and full of spring charm, rolled upwards, and their honey tongues were half-protruding, making them especially infatuated.