"Release her," Eric commanded.
The nurturing mother spiders complied, retracting their spider webs, leaving Yvette, who had already been stripped bare, exposed to the slightly chilling air. However, her limbs were still bound by sticky spider webs, rendering her unable to resist.
"Yvette, my lady..."
Beside her, Old Zara couldn't help but approach, feeling both nervous and sorrowful at the sight of Yvette in her naked vulnerability.
"Present her in a lascivious pose for me," Eric ordered.
This was something he had emphasized before; all female slaves, when meeting him, had to not only remain unclothed but also strike a provocative pose, with their thighs spread open and their genitals exposed.
Upon hearing this, a few orcish heads stepped forward, intending to force Yvette into a suggestive pose.
"You wretched male slave, just kill me already! As an Imperial Countess, I will never submit to you!"
