"Come on now, or do you want an even worse punishment?" the Demon Lord asked her. Frankly, Mirna prefer not having to choose any of the option as it all suck.
Unfortunately, being in the grasp of the Demon Lord limit her option severely, forcing her to make a decision between two horrible choices.
She would prefer not having to pick between two such choices, but it was not up to hers, unfortunately.
Gulping, she walked out from her hiding spot, her head lowered so her eyes could only see the ground instead of the people she would undoubtedly see when she looked forward.
Shame filled her head as the outfit she was wearing was... no outfit at all. Aside from stocking that barely pass her ankle, with similar length boots, she did not have any other garments on her body.
