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Chapter 17 by Wulfblade Wulfblade

Tyra has her pinned

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

Tyra angrily rips the whip from the succubus’ hands, immediately pulls the lash into her mouth like a makeshift gag, and pushes 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 pushes her hands behind her back, wrapping the ends of the whip around her wrists.

”How do you like that huh? Is that enough lust for ya?!” Tyra shouts, slapping a demonic asscheek with as much **** as she can muster for emphasis. The succubus lets out a muffled yelp that then transforms into a short agreeable moan.

Tyra growls, 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 with her retrieved longsword, and 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.”

-“I think she likes it a lot.” Diana grimaces.

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.”

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