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Anna, Recson's wife, came to and found herself in a dark space. She was seated on the rough flooring, her back propped up against the equally rugged wall.

As she lifted her hands, she felt a weighty and frigid sensation around her wrists, accompanied by the sound of metal clinking, revealing that she was bound in chains. Her ankles weren't spared as well.

Although the darkness obscured her vision in her current surroundings, she was aware that she was nearly bare, save for her delicate lace underwear.

She became frightened and called out if anyone was there. With no one answering her after repeated calls, she pursed her lips and sank into despair.

What about her family? Were they in this same frightful and embarrassing state?

Who abducted them? What was their purpose?

If it was just money, why were her clothes missing?

She couldn't be an intended sex slave, right? Such a situation was demeaning and humiliating.

Lost in her pessimistic musings, she gasped as the darkness was unexpectedly subbed by light.

She could now see her surroundings more clearly. The room was large with stone walls. Other than a three-legged wooden chair and a sizable round table on which a black cloth covered the items placed atop it, the room was practically bare.

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Her heart rose to her throat, pounding through her ears.

The light was on... That meant the kidnapper could see her and was soon to step inside the room.

The latter turned out to be true.

The door to the room opened

She couldn't help being nervous. She heard footsteps enter the room, but strangely, even with the room's brightness, she couldn't see the person, not even their shadow.

Her fright noticeably increased, and her eyes scanned the room frantically.

Just then, she heard a chuckle. It was sinister and spine-chilling.

"Female, you're anxious to welcome us. That makes us glad,"

Before she could even ask a question, someone appeared in front of her.

It was a person, but not an ordinary human, considering his horns and red skin with black stripes.

For covering, he was wearing nothing but a loincloth made of translucent black lace.

He smelled good too, and when he grinned, two fangs were revealed, shocking her.

There was a heavy-looking golden necklace with a skull pendant encircling his neck. His wrists and ankles weren't spared from adornments either.

Grinning, he snapped his fingers and 5 more people appeared. They were identical to this white-haired man save for their varied skin colour. Now that they stood together, they had all the colours of the rainbow.

Each of them was staring at her like a tasty morsel. The blue-skinned one was even rubbing his palms together and running his tongue over his lips, eyes glowing amber.

"Your people are safe. Do not worry. But their freedom, along with yours, depends on how excellent you perform." The red-skinned one said, as if to reassure her. But she couldn't quench the ominous feeling rising in her guts at an alarming rate.

"If you score a C, four of them will die. A 'B' means one dies, one will have two limbs cut off." Said the green-skinned one.

She became whey-faced on hearing this. Her lips parted and moved, but no words came out. Her entire being started trembling. They were going to use her and still grade her in exchange for her family's freedom? What if she couldn't even get a 'C' in their opinion?

No, she didn't want to think of that. She ought to get an A, so that she might save everyone.

As if reading her mind, the yellow-skinned one chuckled, "Lady Anna, if you score an 'A..." He paused, staring at her with amusement.

The silence was tense, for Anna at least. She fixed her gaze on that particular male, in hopes that he would say something optimistic.

"None will die but will remain here until they die,"

"Lifetime imprisonment?" She mumbled with a tremulous voice.

How was that different from death?

"Isn't there... a way to free everyone?" She summoned the courage to ask.

"Sure." The red-skinned one said. "If you can get a triple 'S' from Vergio."

"Vergio?" She repeated, brows furrowed.

"The boss."

Her eyes widened. She thought, maybe the red-skinned man might be the boss, but now there was an overall boss whom she had to please as well?

"What happens if I manage to get a triple 'S' from you six?"

"Two people will be randomly released with their memory from birth wiped out and their IQ reduced to 20."

What the hell?

She hadn't even started, but already felt discouraged.

But she knew she couldn't just give up. Not when 6 lives, including hers, were at stake here.

"Then, can you guys be gentle with me?" She felt that was a stupid question, but she had to ask.

A glance at their groins made her aware that none of these men possessed tiny dicks. They had proud and mighty ones!

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"We all have our own variation of that word. But don't worry, you won't die," said the indigo-skinned one with white stripes.

How did that count as reassurance?

The red-skinned one walked forward, obviously, he was the leader. She wondered, though, if these six were sextuplets or just copies of this red-skinned man with different skin tones.

The man conjured an earthen keg and handed it to her.

"Stand up and drink."

Though a bundle of nerves, she knew she couldn't afford to delay or, worse, disobey.

"Yes, my lord," she nodded her consent and then rose to her feet before emptying the contents of the keg.

The dark brown liquid wasn't much. Though it smelled quite fragrant, it didn't taste very pleasant.

She so wanted to puke it all out and even wash her mouth with soap.

But that wasn't the only thing she was to consume.

The red-skinned man retreated, and the blue-skinned man walked over to her and conjured a large black bowl. She was to drink the milky content that tasted weird but not bitter.

She was also to pour the remainder of the liquid on her hair. Afterwards, she ate the pink-coloured cakes handed to her by the yellow-skinned man.

Finally, it was the indigo-skinned man's turn. He simply walked over and told her to turn around.

She did so since the golden chains, which were linked to the stony wall, were long.

The indigo-skinned fellow braided her hair and placed a beaded necklace around her neck.

After he had returned to join the others, their leader stepped forward and snapped his fingers.

The surroundings changed.

They were no more in the room but outdoors in the woods. She was still chained, though. However, only her hands were in glowing shackles, which were linked to two large-trunked trees.

Ahead was a lake.

The water was clear and inviting.

She could hear sounds of wildlife, especially birds, both the ones flying and the ones perched on various tree branches. It seemed, though, as if they were having a singing fest.

So this was where she was going to be fucked? By all 6 and possibly a 7th— the boss?

It's not like she could refuse.

To her shock, the blue-skinned one freed her from the shackles.

"I'm Helio," he divulged, "... remember that,"

She nodded, clutching her left wrist nervously.

The others also started introducing themselves.

The red guy was Finn, the indigo guy was called Drake, the yellow dude was called Jason, the green fellow was Kennedy, the orange guy was called Flame, and the purple-skinned man was called Storm.

She internally sighed. She had to memorise their names as they wouldn't repeat them again.

If they asked her to repeat their names and she failed, her rating would go down before she even started.

She was already feeling strong pressure.

"Get into the water," Flame ordered, his face sterner than the rest.

She gulped but still brought herself to nod with a smile. "Yes, my lord Flame,"

She proceeded onto the lake. She paused when the water was neck-length.

Then she turned to look at them.

"Strip and throw your underclothing at me."

"Yes, my Lord, Drake,"

She did as she was told and threw her lace underwear towards the indigo-skinned man.

He caught it with his left hand easily and brought the soaked article of clothing to his nose, taking some sniffs.

Beads of water descended from the panty onto his torso, gliding down towards his abdomen.

"Your scent is so good." He said before passing the underwear over to the others, who sniffed it one by one and left praises.

"Your cunt is passable. Trust it won't taste bitter," said Finn.

Anna, who already felt awkward at their actions, didn't know how to feel.

Does a pussy taste bitter?

Sigh

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"I so want to drill out every juice your cunt can produce and put it into a jar. So I can savour it slowly with cakes," declared Helio.

"..."

"You smell heavenly, Lady Anna. Your pussy is of good quality. My pestle can't wait to make 'gentle' contact," cried Storm.

"..."

Each one of their praises made her speechless.

When the last guy, Flame, had finally made his remarks, she could only wear a contrived smile. "Thank you, my lord. I'm immensely grateful and overwhelmed by your... praises. I will keep your sayings in my heart and treasure them more than gold and diamonds,"