Similar scenes kept playing out as the eight towns under the jurisdiction of Steele City, one by one, fell under the onslaught of the lustful beasts' army.
Over 100,000 townspeople were reduced to female slaves and suffered the ravages of the lustful beasts.
And the mastermind behind all of this was Eric, who leisurely enjoyed the debauched atmosphere within the Redleaf Town Castle.
In front of Eric, Misty and Cynthia, two female knights from Steele City, were enduring the punishment of breast torture. Insect of lust had already taken residence within their bodies, suppressing their formidable strength, rendering them unable to unleash it.
First was Cynthia. Eric brought a small box from the table, and upon opening it, Cynthia saw rows of steel needles, each as thick as a pinky finger.
Eric grinned savagely, suddenly extending his left hand and roughly grabbing one of Cynthia's snow-white plump breasts.
His thumb and index finger firmly pinched the nipple, causing it to protrude to its maximum extent, already hardened and erect.
"Ah... ah... ah..."
With her breast tightly squeezed, Cynthia's delicate body trembled, her sorrowful face turning even paler. Tears welled up in her long lashes, rolling back and forth.
Next, Eric lifted a long, pointed steel needle with his right hand, aiming the shiny tip directly at Cynthia's erect nipple.
"No! Stop!"
Watching the needle inch closer, Cynthia was scared out of her wits. She couldn't help but plead and instinctively tried to struggle and evade.
"Hmph, now you're scared? It's too late!"
"Ah! No, please!"
Before Cynthia could react, Eric quickly brought the needle close to her engorged nipple and forcefully pierced it!
Eric felt the hardness of Cynthia's nipple, so he exerted quite a bit of force to overcome the resistance, successfully piercing the entire nipple with the steel needle.
"Ah—pain!!"
Unbearable agony surged through Cynthia, and she let out a wretched scream. Her entire body nearly jerked involuntarily, her ten dainty toes curling tightly from the pain. Tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.
On Cynthia's breast, the needle's sharp tip cruelly penetrated the pitiful grape-like nipple!
Trickles of blood seeped out from the piercing, gradually forming a bean-sized blood droplet. It rolled down the snowy white breast in a macabre display, akin to a bizarre red tear.
"It hurts so much!! Ah... ah... ah..." Cynthia sobbed uncontrollably, consumed by pain.
"Hahaha! Knight bitch, did you think it was over?? This is only the first needle!"
Amidst his sinister laughter, Eric once again grabbed Cynthia's other huge breast, disregarding her pitiful wails, and repeated the process, piercing another steel needle through Cynthia's other nipple.
"It hurts... sob... sob... It hurts so much!!"
Cynthia's tears flowed like rain as she cried. She wanted to resist, but with her hands and feet bound, she was completely helpless. Her heart was filled with extreme sorrow.
Meanwhile, Eric forced Cynthia to arch her chest and raise her head, enjoying her current state.
On her exposed, extremely plump breasts, the two purplish-red engorged nipples looked especially tragic against the backdrop of the steel needles.
Blood droplets slowly fell from their bases, dripping one by one onto her snowy white belly, creating an indescribable scene of misery.
"So beautiful!" Eric's eyes emitted a perverse, fiery glow.
After subjecting Cynthia to the breast torture, Eric shifted his attention to Misty. This knight bitch had dared to bite him earlier, so he was determined to make her experience true pain!
Once again, Eric picked up a steel needle. This time, he changed his approach and slowly, forcefully stabbed it into Misty's tender breast.
He stabbed slowly, very slowly, seemingly intent on making Misty fully taste this agony. The sharp needle tip gradually sank into the resilient flesh, bit by bit, puncturing the skin, breaking through the fat, and penetrating the innermost part of Misty's beautiful breast.
Misty's eyebrows furrowed tightly, her breath shallow and rapid. Her entire body trembled, and beads of sweat the size of peas streamed down her cheeks. Despite enduring such torment, she remained silent.
"Hmph, your endurance is impressive! Let's see how long you can hold on."
One by one, Eric took out the steel needles from the box and inserted them all into Misty's breasts. His movements varied, sometimes slow, sometimes quick, sometimes gentle, sometimes rough.
In no time, several steel needles had pierced into the two plump and full breasts of Misty, resembling two young hedgehogs that had yet to grow.
"If you don't beg for mercy soon, these beautiful breasts of yours will be ruined!"
Eric's fingers danced like playing a piano, manipulating the steel needles embedded in Misty's breasts, causing her unimaginable pain.
"Sob... sob... sob!"
Misty's painful cries eventually escaped through her clenched teeth. Covered in sweat, her eyes wide open, she stared fiercely at Eric and almost shouted with a strained voice, "What... other... tricks do you have? No matter what you do, don't think that a noble Imperial Knight would fear a lowly male slave like you!"
"Surprisingly, you still have the strength to resist," Eric sneered at the defiant Misty. "It seems you haven't fully realized your situation yet! Take a look at the position of the needles on your breasts!"
Upon hearing Eric's reminder, Misty finally seemed to notice something and quickly lowered her head to look at her chest. It was at that moment that she realized the calculated arrangement of Eric's needle pricks.
Though they appeared random, they were actually arranged in an orderly manner, precisely encircling her pink areolas. Each needle exerted targeted pressure around the milk ducts of her breasts.
Eric took out several longer steel needles from the iron box. "Can you still be defiant now? I'm looking forward to it."
As soon as Eric finished speaking, the longer needles penetrated around Misty's breasts. This time, he didn't intentionally torment her; his movements were swift and precise, without any hesitation. Misty only let out a few muffled groans, seemingly less agonizing than before.
"Ugh! Bastard! What... what kind of sick idea is this?"
"Hehe, don't worry. This is just the formal beginning of the breast torture. What happened before was just an appetizer," Eric replied.
With that said, Eric took out a silver metallic rod from his wallet and walked maliciously towards Misty's side.
"Mmm..." Misty saw his posture and subconsciously tried to close her legs, but the orcs on either side held her legs apart, leaving her exposed to Eric.
"Hahaha, don't be afraid. This thing isn't meant to be inserted into your slutty hole," Eric chuckled as he caressed the smooth inner thigh of Misty, as if soothing an injured wild beast, pretending to have no ill intentions. "Why don't you try to guess what this thing in my hand is? If you guess correctly, I might spare you!"
Misty remained silent, but her gaze was fixed on the object in Eric's hand. To describe it in detail, the object was a "Y"-shaped metallic item. However, the two prongs at the ends were almost parallel vertical cylinders.
She couldn't guess what this thing was, but she instinctively understood that it was terrifying.