Give her a taste of her own medicine for ruining her bra

”Stop ruining my clothes you bitch!!” Tyra angrily rips the whip from the succubus’ grasp and pushes the succubus hands off of her chest, before pushing the lash across her mouth like a makeshift gag, and pushing the demon to the floor, face-down. The succubus lets out a gasp of air as Tyra puts her boot on the top of her back in between her wings and pulls her hands behind her back, wrapping the ends of the whip around her wrists.

”So you want a taste of these huh?!” Tyra angrily shouts, violently mushing the succubus' face into her chest. The succubus lets out a muffled yelp that then transforms into a short agreeable moan.

Tyra growls, pushes the succubus back to the floor and then takes both hands to rip apart the succubus itty-bitty corset and thong, slipping off the rent leathery fabric and using it to shore up the knots she made with the whip, wrapping the corset around her upper arms a few times and forcing her thong across her mouth to tie behind her head.

Tyra steps off, just as Diana walks up having recovered her sword and Tyra points at the struggling bondaged succubus, who’s shakily attempting to push herself up against the wall.

”I’ve been getting a perverted vibe from these traps, and the stories I’ve heard about this place, so I’m giving this thing a taste of her own medicine and see how she likes it.” Tyra's either oblivious or too pissed off to bother covering her own boobs.

-“I think she likes it a lot.” Diana grimaces, while trying to direct her own gaze away from her compatriot's exposed torso.

Tyra walks back up to the succubus, who just managed to stand back up, and digs her gloved hands into the succubus’ huge boobs that are now freely bobbing about.

”Oh you like that huh? How about this!”

She spins the demon around, and spanks her hard across the ass repeatedly, until the pale purple flesh begins to show a tint of red. The succubus shouts out in muffled pleasure, before with a final slap Tyra pushes her forwards into the dark hall ahead.

”Now piss off, ya horned slut, and tell ya masters they ain’t beating us this easily!”

The watch the succubus’ pale ass disappear into the darkness ahead, wobbly at first, before she finds her balance and runs off, a satisfied muffled moan echoeing off the dungeonwalls.

Finally, after a long beat of silence, Diana says: ”That was kinda hot... C- could you please cover yourself?”

Almost with a sense of aversion Tyra clasps one arm over her chest. “Come on, let's keep going. I'm running out of clothing..”