Of course

Victoria survived the spell, but only and solely because of the ring on her finger, a powerful artifact. But that was the beginning of her end. She was completely stripped of her powers. Perhaps if he had kept his arrogant smirk, the demon wouldn't have even noticed, but the terror on her face gave her away completely. The demon was initially terrified, for a moment he thought that Victoria really was some kind of deity, but her face gave everything away. It was the face of an ordinary woman terrified by the situation, not a respected sorceress.

• Will you now bend the knee, Vic?

Empress Victoria de Montfort's beautiful breasts rose and fell as the terrified woman breathed loudly. Victoria was exceptionally beautiful and intelligent, but she based most of her authority on magic, which she currently lacked. In the empire she had created, those without magical powers were treated worse than those who possessed them. It seemed she was now in a lower class herself! After a moment, however, she calmed down. "I am Victoria de Montfort, Empress of the entire known world, ruler of seven continents," she thought. "I can destroy him with my intellect alone!"

• "Never, you filthy demon, I am Empress of the greatest empire the world has ever seen. My entourage knows I'm here, and they'll be here any minute."

• "Unfortunately, that's true," the demon thought – he didn't have much time to play with Vic.

• "Good bitch, you kneel and after a moment you're free, but you stand up and you'll get your spoiled ass whipped." Victoria was shocked. She might be defenseless, but she was still a lady of the highest royal blood. Suggesting a whipping for someone in her position was ridiculous!

• "I have the resources of the entire world at my command. Tell me what you want and..." She didn't finish. The demon lifted her about a meter off the ground

  • I order you to put me down immediately. If you don't do this, then…

The demon never learned the terrible harm the "ruler of the world" could inflict on him. Instead, he grabbed her lace panties and threw them to the ground. The empress's face quickly turned red.

• How dare you, I'll have you tortured for eternity and…

At that moment, he lifted the folds of her dress to the level of her slim waist. Only a handful of her maids had seen her without it. "This isn't happening, by goddess," she thought, forgetting that a few hours ago she had been ready to declare herself a goddess.

• How much gold do you want? What artifacts, what knowledge? I can give you whatever you want, only… Victoria stopped her speech here, but continued, uttering the words please, just please stop.

The demon couldn't hear the sorceress, paying close attention to her beautiful legs clad in white stockings and, above all, the pussy belonging to a woman who, just a few minutes ago, could have been called the queen of the world. I can't wait to see the rest of her body.

• I can give you the continent! If humiliating women excites you, there are thousands of peasants and maids in the empire who could serve you, just please stop.

The demon immediately lowered the empress's dress after these words. What an idiot, she thought. As soon as she returned to her palace, she would regain her powers and return here. She was already planning her ****. First, she would make him immortal so that he could be tortured forever. But first, I must leave this place.

• Now lower me to the ground, and I assure you, I will fulfill all your demands.

The demon instead focused its telekinetic abilities on the zipper of Miss Montfort's dress. Soon, the dress, worth an average city, with multiple linings and embellished with delicate lace, fell to the dirty floor of the crypt. Due to the dress's design, she was wearing no bra. She levitated a meter above the ground in the filthy crypt, completely dependent on some demon. This isn't happening, it's some kind of projection, maybe hypnosis, maybe someone crept into her dream, but it's not really happening, I am powerful, she screamed in her mind, deprived of even a shred of magic, Victoria de Montfort, this was the worst moment of her life, which had lasted over 1,000 years.