Chapter 1008: Daki’s methods (2)

Chapter 1008: Chapter 1008: Daki’s methods (2)

Daki may not have reached B-rank, nor could she be considered all that strong among those in the C-rank but that didn’t mean she couldn’t be intimidating.

She stood at almost the same height as Frost, her physique both curvaceous and muscular, gifts gained from her exorbitant sex life and thorough study of blacksmithing. Her attire and natural bearing only added to her presence. She could play the vixen, the maiden, the femme fatale and even the dominatrix. Right now as she looked into the eyes of the Lunar Maidens she was channelling the true nature of her succubus ancestry.

Her eyes took on a pink hue, and a certain air surrounded her, heating the room and making those prudish Maidens shiver from head to toe. It was as if something was calling to them, challenging the beasts that resided deep inside their souls, a beast they had shackled and left deprived for generations.

"You prudes have had long enough; Frost and myself have long grown tired of your pathetic resistance. We gave you time to adjust and simple quotas to meet but you can’t even do that." She suddenly pointed at them all with accusation, the form of a seductive, winged demon flashing briefly behind her as she roared, disdain and contempt clear in its eyes.

"Look at you all, it’s been weeks yet not a single one of you has dared to remove even one article of clothing! You hunker here in your private domain doing the bare minimum hoping for what? That Frost and I will see the light, that we’ll allow you to continue with your destructive traditions." Her voice rose a few octaves, making Daki seem even larger than she was. It’d been a while since she last pulled the dominating act, but it was no different from riding a horse.

"Our traditions aren’t destruct..." One of the Lunar Maidens, one a few years older than Neve and one of the most heavily indoctrinated felt a sourness in her chest when Daki’s gaze and the gaze of the demonic apparition apprised her soul. She was repulsed by it, wanting nothing more than to deny it and all it stood for but as she spoke her voice quivered, her strength crumbling before Daki’s glowing majesty.

"Shut up!" Daki roared before the woman could finish speaking her piece, her question was rhetorical. She was merely stating a fact, that they had failed and because of that they were now going to be punished and forced to do this the hard way.

"Neve get in line with the other pathetic excuses because as far as I’m concerned you’re no better." The tall green skinned beauty craned her neck around and hollered at Neve, giving her an order as if she was a simple servant.

The young maiden of course took affront to this, she was the matriarch of the Lunar Maidens, a woman in a position of power, royalty amongst her kin and even here in the Dungeon she was usually treated with respect. Her position as Findley’s secretary proof of her might but before Daki she was nothing. The moment she tried to voice her discontent those imposing eyes locked onto her, peering into the depths of her soul as if she was naked.

What made it even worse however was the scoff she sensed on the wind in response to this forced checking, a scoff that sent shivers down her spine, shattering her pride and bravado.

The young matriarch then did as instructed, lining herself up alongside her kin like cattle for inspection.

All the maidens were red in the face, their bodies visibly trembling and some even had trickles of blood leaking from their bitten lips, but no one said a word, no one had the courage to stand up to Daki. They were inferior and in this moment it was getting shoved in their faces.

"I have never in my life seen prudes as stuck up as you, even the nobles of old who’d faint when a woman failed to cover her ankles in public would admit defeat wholeheartedly in your presence." Daki marched before them, her eyes looking up and down their almost comically obscured bodies. Even within their chambers there was not a blotch of skin to be seen.

Daki couldn’t understand they were supposed to be similar in nature to herself, demonic monsters who feasted on sexual energy. She only had a modicum of succubus blood in her but even that small amount led her to feast on a vast range of delicious delights, never truly feeling satisfied until she met Frost.

Her inner succubus felt nothing but contempt and disdain towards these women, she summoned the full extent of her demonic nature yet instead of rushing to the surface in opposition these turtles slinked further into their holes as in fear and dread of what might happen if they ever let the beasts out.

Their denial was so strong and so prevalent even after Frost had explained just how much damage it was doing to them as a race that it made no sense. They were digging in their heels just for the sake of it and she’d had enough.

Her gaze roamed over the women seeking out a victim to bully and coerce, eventually she picked the Lunar Maiden that tried to argue not a few seconds earlier.

"Out of all your sisters you seem to have the most difficulty with this so in honour of that I’ll be breaking you first." She stopped in front of the quivering woman, stepping in close enough for them to feel each other’s breath before without even the slightest hint of warning Daki grabbed hold of her robes and violently ripped out stretches of fabric.

"Gyahhh!" The woman screamed, her face quickly turning pink and red as feelings of extreme shame washed over her, Daki had only managed to remove a couple layers but even that was enough to make the woman want to bury her head in the sand.

Unfortunately Daki was far from done. The moment she ripped open the woman’s robes she was granted access to the succulent bunnies that lay underneath. Her right hand squirmed in through the torn cloth and found firm purchase on her shockingly large left breast.

’Whoa maybe they really do have a bloodline like that of the succubus.’ Beneath her clothes the woman’s figure was sleek and soft, her waist thin like a willow branch but her breasts were huge, possibly even a little bigger than Maya’s which was saying something.

’She still hasn’t gotten anything on me though but dang, they’re soft.’ She instinctively groped around, massaging the breast to get a better feel for its size before quickly attacking the sensitive nipple.

"Ahhnn~" A very different voice escaped the maiden’s lips this time followed by an even greater sense of shame as well as a firm push against her aggressor. She was so distraught she actually attacked Daki, shoving her away as she desperately covered her exposed – in her opinion- chest. Several Lunar maidens rushed to her side to protect her from the big bad wolf but despairingly Daki was a lot like Frost, the more you fight back and play hard to get the more excited she becomes.

"So feisty perhaps there’s fire in you yet but don’t burn yourselves out too quickly as we have all night to get better acquainted with one another." She chuckled like a pervert, bringing her right hand to her nose for a good sniff before smiling in an obscene manner.

All colour drained from the faces of the 20 Lunar Maidens as a response to Daki’s unruly behaviour. They glanced at the door and then at one another, but Daki was quick to put a stop to such wishful thinking.

"Anyone who leaves this room before getting my permission will be stripped naked, bound and tossed into the streets where far less delicate hands will introduce them into the world of carnal delight." Her expression was no different from that of a demon, either they had to allow Daki to stain their purity or have some random thug do it....the choice of course was obvious but that didn’t mean they’d succumb without a fight.

There was scrambling, pulling, pushing, screaming, crying and even the odd kick but eventually after an hour or so all 20 maidens were standing in front of Daki wearing not a single article of clothing. They did their best to cover up their breasts and privates with their arms and legs, but their sense of shame was so great that their eyes had lost their lustre, some even thought that death would be a welcome gift.

"Neve, Neve, Neve my girl you’ve been hiding some deadly weapons under all that cloth. Even Maya isn’t a match for that figure, hell you almost rival me." The demonic Daki who just like her victims was how she naturally came into the world couldn’t help but gawk at the young Matriarch. The girl had it all, breasts, thighs, hips and what an ass, she was almost tempted to take a bite out of the delectable and fragile fruit. If it was the past her before she met Frost she wouldn’t even hesitate, she’d pick the young woman up in her arms and carry her to the bedroom but now she was in a committed relationship, a relationship that fulfilled her sexual appetite and then some....but that didn’t mean she couldn’t take the time to admire her.

Neve didn’t feel any sort of comfort, joy or pride from hearing Daki’s compliments instead tears ran down her cheeks in an endless stream as she hated every second she was exposed to the world.