After Eric finished enjoying himself, he then began the main act.
"Forgot to tell you, this is the most mysterious and interesting place for our lecherous beast clan, the 18 layers of lecherous hell! You are currently on the third layer, the Iron Tree Hell," Eric said with a smile in Sylvia's ear, grabbing her black hair.
"Those who sow discord among family members, incite father and son, brothers, sisters, and couples to quarrel during their lifetime, will enter the Iron Tree Hell after death. The tree is covered with sharp blades, which are inserted into the skin on the back and suspended on the iron tree."
"Here, we also have a similar set of punishments, using these special iron tree instruments to insert into your vagina and anus."
As he spoke, Eric took out two identical instruments, a wooden stick with barbed spikes, resembling a small mace. The dense and sharp barbs reflected a cold metal gleam.
"No... don't put this thing in there..."
