Filled with a flirtatious mood, a deep crying sound rang out from the woods.
"Boohoo…!" The plump and cute Flame Overlord was being strung up on the trees with his clothing in tatters. Those whip marks on his tender body were ever so red.
The rotund little Flame Overlord could no longer feel his own chastity.
No matter how much he struggled and cried out, he could not escape these sinister palms.
Big drops of tears were flowing down from his big, wide eyes. He was an overlord who looked after countless number of residents under him. To think that he would be ravaged by a human. He was suffering within his heart.
He even had thoughts of suicide right now. How was he to stand upright in front of his residents ever again…
Looking at the scars on his plump, white body, he felt like crying once more.
