Corrupting the Manor

Olkisha felt like something was missing; other than Delvin’s cock inside of her, all his sluts felt like that was something that was missing during the early part of their rebirth as demons. A quick scan of the room showed the link she had bisected during her transitional period before Delvin had fucked her was still basically where she had left it on the ground outside the range of the corruption sphere that resulted in her enhanced figure. Olkisha felt a yearning for that link’s pieces. For some reason, she needed to feel more complete.

Olkisha strode over to the two haves of the link and oriented them so the cut sections were facing her. Then she brought the two halves of the large link to her areolas. Her pinkish-blue areolas seemed to accept the offering for inches before stopping. The placement of the two halves gave the impression of her areolas being pierced as the two halves of the link framed the entire area of her breasts within them. Their placement gave the impression that her knockers had some of the most basic door knockers on them. At least until her demonic energies began to flow into the pieces and warp them into the image of tainted silver in the shape of Delvin’s symbol as the new Lord of Corruption a moment later, but in badge-like formation.

After that little display, Olkisha left the room to go and see the state of those she would begin corrupting. She was licking her lip erotically as she made her way down the hall, her miasma forming into an erotic parody of a prison warden’s outfit, attire for nobility was only suitable for her use when masquerading as her old self, the attire her miasma formed around her was much more appropriate now. After a few minutes of moving through the hallways and chambers modified by Delvin’s power, Olkisha came to the room Murcalumis was in with a collection of statues composed of different stones and ores that had once been Ludmira’s butlers and maids.

“Nice to see you as you were meant to be, sister,” said Murcalimus as Olkisha entered the room.

“Everything feels like it should have been,” said Olkisha with a fiendish chuckle as her bosom bounced a bit and made her piercings give off a demonic jingle for a moment. She then pulled back her top to reveal her piercings; a moment later, her corrupting demonic essences started smoking out a dark miasma from the piercings that flowed into the open orifices of all the statues before settling within them. She turned her attention to Murcalumis and said, “Undo the petrification of the maids slowly, from the inside out; let’s see what happens when a whole group has the effect of the corruption basically overwhelming them all at the same time.

Murcalumis gave a sinister grin as she did what was requested; starting with the approximation of where the corrupting miasma had settled in the statues of the maids, she slowly began reversing their petrification; what had taken a moment prior was taking the better part of an hour to reverse, deliberately by the one who could control that. She made sure to have their heads no longer stone at just the right moment.

Almost as soon as they were completely freed from their stony prisons, the maids all collapsed on the floor in fits of **** pleasure that had come to them so strong it was as if it had happened in an instant. They could all barely move for a few moments before seeming to acclimate enough to the pleasure to perform some simple tasks. They didn’t even seem to notice the two demons, or naked statues of the butlers, in the room with them as they all began removing each other’s attire after the head maid got confirmation that they all were feeling far too warm to operate in their attire. The maids had the hidden service tunnels they could use, the ones so they could move about so as to not interrupt guests, to return to the changing room for the maids that was set up for the event the lord of the manor their guest made a request the maids have a change of attire for whatever reason, there would surely be something there that would be more suitable in their current state.

A moment later, the maids collapsed on the floor in a surge of pleasure as they underwent their transformations into Olkisha’s imps. The maids became more compacted; with H-Cup breasts, they had all become slightly taller than a gnome but still shorter than a dwarf; they were also adorned with chains that formed a variety of erotic guard outfits. The maids had become Incarceration Imps, which were also known as Chain Imps. Much like their master, who had become an Ensorcell Demon, they were actually quite a rare sight for mortals. The two demonesses moved on to the next room that was prepared; Olkisha had opted to keep the males as statues because she thought they were better like that. The next room only had the dozen or so guards Ludmira had hired, half of which were female. Much like the prior room, they followed the same procedure. This time, guards that were freed from their stone doubled over in **** pleasure and underwent their transformation before they returned to a standing position; this time, they were Catchpole Imps, which stood at around the same height as the average dwarf; they were so-named because of their ability to manifest catching poles to catch other creatures; these poles could even restrain the power and abilities of some entities more powerful than themselves, leading to their other name of Catcher Imps, but they were hardly seen outside of very specific territories.

Ensorcell demons, like Olkisha, could actually manifest the abilities of both Catcher Imps and Chain Imps; they just preferred to make use of their ability to call other entities that were tied to them in some way, mostly because they had a great deal of disdain for expending their own energy when they deemed it unnecessary to do so. These new imps were intensely loyal to Olkisha, far more than any of their prior selves were to Ludmira.

The rest of the corrupting of the manor continued on in much the same way, always leaving the men as statues while the women were corrupted into the two kinds of imps that were subservient to Olkisha. After the corrupting was completed, for the time being, the male statues still had the clouds of corruption within their cavities; Olkisha had the imps place the statues around the manor in what she thought was an artistically tasteful way; those eternally hard cocks would make for excellent dildos to help scratch those sexual itches whenever they didn’t have ready access to Delvin for the act.

After making sure the whole manor was properly corrupted and organized, Olkisha and Murcalumis turned their attention to the town. Olkisha used her new demonic authority to entrap the entire town in a magical space she, and her master, could control at their leisure. But the most important part was that it didn’t allow any mortals out or any new mortals in. If anyone new arrived at the town, they would enter into a different space where facsimiles of all that were in that space seemed to be going about as part of their regular routine. The only way they could truly be part of it all was if they stayed in the town for more than a small handful of days; the likelihood of that was rather low; Ludmira had chosen this place as her new residence because of lower visitor levels, she didn’t like entertaining most of the guests that passed through where her residence used to be. This approach, amusingly, also worked out in Delvin’s favor.