I Become Master of Danger Zones as Incubus With Mastery In Genetic

Mirna checked herself. Her body were covered in bruises, courtesy of the Witches. While she expected a large number of them to enter the Arena to torment her, she did not the number to almost reach one thousand.

Though, due to the large number, it seem the Demon Lord arrange a lottery, with one hundred winner being the one to get the chance to torment her.

So, yesterday had been a horrible day for her, which add to the number of horrid days she had, the days exclusively made out of the days she spend in the hands of the Demon Lord.

She looked at the passage fearfully, mirroring yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and the day the before that. Overall, she which she did not have to enter the Arena anymore.

Unfortunately, her wish was not meant to be granted, the Hero of Holy Nation began to slowly walked through the passage, resignation on her face, hoping she would at least be prepared mentally for the torture that would definitely happen.

-x-

'So, today will be a long day.' Mirna thought, eying the Fiend Race and Witches surrounding her, all looking at with hostile yet gleeful expression.

"Today, can the Hero survive the onslaught of the monsters and Witches..." she blocked out the remaining announcement, not planning on hearing what would no doubt be degrading words about her.

Instead, she look around for the best path to escape, one that would allow her to not be in the clutches of the monsters and Witches for as long as possible.

"Begin!" Mirna dashed towards the Ogres. While they are one of the strongest monsters, they are also the slowest, followed by the Orcs. As long as she dodge their Spell, she would at least have one or two minutes of not being in the hands of them.

That was the plan, though she forget that the Fiend Race group up for this one.

Roots grow in her path, causing her to trip and stumble, causing her to faceplant on one of the Ogres' stomach. The Ogre, not letting the good opportunity escape, have its large hand on her back, stopping her from able to leave its hold.

It did not stop Mirna from struggling, though the effect of the thrashing were of no existence, other than making the Ogre annoyed, resulting in it spanking her ass.

"Aaahhh!" With the size of its hand, and the amount of strength it put in that blow, Mirna cried in pain as her entire buttcheek burned from the painful strike, a large handprint covered her entire ass.

At the same time, the Goblin Shaman who cause her to trip head towards her, prodding her with its staff.

"My, it seem the Ogres get you first~" a sultry voice said near her, as one of the Witches approach her and the Ogres.

"Big guy, you can have your fun with you, though, I suggest you give her some much needed punishment." Your adventure continues at My Virtual Library Empire

The Ogre nodded as it raised its hand, Mirna turning white as she see the shadow approaching her.

"N-no, wait-!"

Her pleading soon turn into scream of anguish and pain, as the Ogre proceed to smack her ass.

-x-

"Huuh, huuh," Mirna cried, tears raining down her cheek as her ass burned. Currently, the once creamy skin on her ass had turn red, with no sign of reverting back to normal.

"Someone regretting charging headfirst at the Ogres~" the sultry voice continued to taunt her, as Mirna glared at the owner of the voice.

With how weak she was, the glare lack the effect it once had though.

"Those someone want another spanking session. I think the other Ogres would not mind making you hurt even more. I think they lose some fellow to you when you are fighting against the Master." the Witch threat was enough to make Mirna look away, but not made her wish to be able to beat up the annoying bitch.

"Now then, the others want to play with you as well~" the Hero was soon reminded she was not alone with the Ogre and Witch. The Goblin Shaman that cause her to be in such spot looked at her with interest.

The only good thing would be the fact other than fingering her pussy, there is nothing else it could do to her, or it would receive the fury of the Demon Lord, from what he said when he fuck her last night. She was not too sure, her mind was not fully there after the suffering she was forced to endure.

However, she was soon reminded, that sex toys exist, as the Goblin Shaman pulled out a very large dildo, the size of the Demon Lord's dick in fact, and shove it inside of her without giving it a second thought.

The fact her pussy could handle it was just as bad as the fact she immediately cum from it, causing her to drench the Arena, in front of the audience once more.

She might have done multiple time in many days now, but it would never stop making her be mortified.

-x-

For the entire day, she was subjected to numerous abuse, from sexual to literal physical abuse. The former was mostly done by the Fiend Race, with some Witches joining in the fun, or so they claim.

The latter, was done mostly by the Witches, with the Fiend Race being used as a tool. Whether to have them hit her; mostly the Orcs and Ogres, or to shame her further; mostly Goblins, she was brutally harmed during the process.

By the end of the day, she laid on the ground, groaning in pain and abject misery, with the Witches stepping on top of her twitching body.

The fact they did not wear any boots made it barely bearable.

"How does it feel, Hero? To be step by those weaker than you?" one of the Witches, likely the leader asked, stepping harder on her bruised pussy, earning a whimper from the Hero.

'At least, it would be over soon.'

She should not have said that.