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

Chapter 481 Torturing The Hero IX (R-18)

After four days of torturing the Hero, Alros prepared to implement the next plan he had for her.

"I already have her ravage for four days straight. Now, it's time to break her further."

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When Mirna woke up, she felt wary as there seem to be no beings around to wake her. PH, there still sex toys inside her pussy and ass, and on her clits and nipples, but only that.

There are no Demons, Witches, or tentacles to greet her. And more importantly, no Demon Lord-

"The Hero had woke up."

Crap, she had spoken to soon. Glaring at the Demon Lord, her heart beat faster seeing the smile on his handsome face, one that usually end up with her having something shoved into her pussy, usually a dick or two.

Soon, Magic Circle appear behind the Demon Lord before tentacles emerged, wrapping around her form, including one that wrapped around her eyes, preventing her from seeing anything.

She refrain from trashing, not wanting to make things worse, well, worse then it had already been. The only thing in her mind was what is the Demon Lord planning to do with her.

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Alros flew with the Hero on tow, his tentacles keeping her restrained while some continue fucking her, moving in and out of both her ass and pussy, while few more wrapped and squeezed her delightful mounds.

Oh, the Demon Lord of Lust could not wait to turn her into a sex slave. Already imagining the glorious future scene, Alros almost miss his desired location, a place he intend on having the Hero at, namely, the Arena.

It is inside the City of Lust, with people fighting. There are two types of combat inside of it, one, the normal, regular combat. The second one is a more sexual one, where the winner would be determine by sexual prowess, though a little combat will take place along the way.

Of course, the first one usually resulted in the winner ravaging the loser should the battle happened between two people of opposite danger.

And for the Hero, Alros had plan on putting her in such combat, where there is no way for her to win. After all, he had rigged the match in her opponent's favor.

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Mirna could feel herself being dressed by the Demon Lord, before being put on the floor, though with a blindfold on her eyes.

She removed it quickly, but left wondering where she was. The only thing she could tell was the fact she no longer in her cell, but still inside a room, albeit a different one.

Though, unlike the cells, there is an opened door with a straight passage, leading her to... somewhere. She don't know where, but she doubted the door was open so she could remain inside the room.

Sure enough, the Demon came down and told her, "Bring this. Then go outside." the Demon then left after the quick explanation, which did not explain much.

Mirna look at 'this', finding it to be a simple wooden sword, one used for practice. She wondered why she was given it, but she would accept it, as it likely have it uses.

After putting the sword in his hand, she walked through the passage, while examining herself, more specifically, the clothes she had on her.

At the moment, she wore several clothes that could be described as undergarment, covering her privates, and only that. Even then, it did not cover much of it, showing half of her breast, while the lower one hugged her crotch tightly to the point the shape of her loin can be seen clearly.

Apart from that, knee-length stocking with leather boots adorned her legs, while elbow-length fingerless sheer gloves covered her arms.

Overall, she looked like a whore, while also having the appearance of ready for combat. So, a warrior prostitute would describe her. That did not leave much joy nor confidence in what she would be force to do, as she continue walking down the passage.

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Alros waited in his seat, one allowing him the best view of the show, would allow him to jump to the Arena itself. He already did so, many times, joining in his clones in fucking some of the women he had joined in the matches.

Most of the matches usually one he set up, either between the women themselves, or the women against his clones. The latter one usually have his clones won, which what he planned on happening on when he force the women to join in the fight.

Of course, they could also decide to join the fight themselves, which would earn them Lust Coins, hence, why he did not have to force them to do it after the creationg of City of Lust.

Most matches were rigged though, to have his clones winning. But if the women won the matches multiple time, he would be the one to jump in, and fought them, which would end up with him winning, and the women a moaning, pleasured mess.

He then continue focusing on the sole passage, waiting for the Hero to emerge. And soon, she did.

The result of her coming out was cheering from spectators.

"Ladies, gentlemen, and monsters alike! Today, we have a special fighter taking part for the day's match, all welcome the Hero of Holy Nation!"

When she realized the number of people watching, she did what Alros expected her to do, trying in futility to cover herself, as her garments covered barely anything.

"Now then! Let see what the Hero of the Holy Nation could do against the assortment of monsters we have! Let's have the first monster come out."

Alros smiled as the first Slime emerged. The matches had been rigged so she would have a high chance of winning during the first phase.

To which, during the second phase, her opponent would not be someone she could defeat. Oh, he would enjoy it, and the special guests he had to watch the fight would be enjoying it as well.