Eilwy wants pain

The Succubus leans in and kisses Eilwy, her tongue probing Eilwy's mouth. The sweetness of her kiss, the wanton lust that only a Succubus could inspire floods Eilwy, only enhancing the aphrodisiac within her veins. Eilwy moans, completely given in, only desiring more even as she felt her strength being drained by the demoness' kiss.

"Now, my sweetling, did you want pain or softness? Sanu asks again. Eilwy knew from her studies of magic that Succubi were infamous for their love of pain, of their belief that pain taken to extremes was inseparable from pleasure.

"Pain, mistress," Eilwy answered instantly. Anything to please her new mistress, even as she felt the ever distant scraps of her pride screaming inside her. She exalted in the humiliation of it all. Of the numerous monsters witnessing the new depths to her mortification as she willingly submitted to another. Her body spasmed on Sanu's fingers, thrusting onto them. The Succubus continued her ministrations. Her fingers thrusting in and delving into Eilwy's clit.

She moaned. Her body near its limit and climax. Only to whimper when Sanu withdrew her fingers. She saw the Succubus look at her with a sadistic smile.

"Oh, my pet, you do not reach the end quite yet. One must have proper manners in all things. Alas, that you were never educated in such things. But, fear not, your gracious mistress will educate you," Sanu laughed.

There was a crack then a wave of pain Sanu's whip struck Eilwy, instantly followed by a rush of pleasure.

"Now beg me, my sweet poppet. Beg me to make send you to new heights of pleasure." A stroke followed her words, landing perfectly on Eilwy's nipple. Neither the strike nor the electricity left a mark on Eilwy. Leaving lasting damage on the exaltent of pain was not productive as Sanu had long since learned. Instead, Sanu's magic made it that her implements would remain pristine unless she actually wanted to mark her toys. The recipients of her affections lasted much longer that way, some for their entire mortal lifespans.

Then another strike on landed on Eilwy's other breast, landing perfectly on the nipple. Eilwy standing perfectly still, only desiring to obey Sanu

"Please, mistress. Hit me," she moaned. A fourth strike scoring on her flesh.

"Louder, let the entire room hear the Black Reaver beg me for pain," Sanu ordered. "Show them their complete submission to me." Her was face flushed, and she gasping for air. Her nipples poking through her dress. Little hard numbs showing her excitement.

"HURT ME, MISTRESS. I BEG YOU," Eilwy screamed. The fifth whip hit struck her directly on her gushing pussy. Lightning struck Eilwy's pussy. Her clit felt as if it was on fire, and she came. Her orgasm gushing out like a wave even as she collapsed to the floor.

Sanu drank in the sight, dripping wet. Slowing her strokes before dismissing the whip. Such pure ecstasy of pain and pleasure, she hadn't felt so in a very long time. Now that Eilwy had begun to experience pain, Sanu was ready to begin the more in depth part of her method. But, Sanu glanced at her surroundings. Was this filthy arena truly the proper place to take Eilwy to the next level?

The crowd and the Dark Faery laughed and cheered at sight of the Enchantress' humiliation. To hear one of the most feared and powerful magicians in all the land begging like a **** whore for punishment was more than any of them had expected even after seeing her naked. It didn't matter if Eilwy escaped, the word of her submission echo far and wide.

All the while, Jomath looked around herself. The crowd, the Dark Faery and the Goblins were utterly taken in by the sight of Eilwy and Sanu, and even her guards had taken to pleasuring themselves to the sight. Leaving her temporarily unattended.

She had been desperately trying to gather mana despite the Dark Faery's magic sealing her off, but all the same, Jomath thought she had managed to actually accumulate enough for a single spell.

Jomath desperately wanted to escape, but the thought of leaving another woman to the depredations of these beasts were more than she could bear.