日韩国产一中文字宇幕

[Rank: 4th Circle]

[Title(s): The Broken Doll (Passive Pain Resistance, Temporarily Heightened Emotions, +20 Mana), Artificial Life (+10 Vitality, Increased Body Durability, -40 Reputation Among Nature-loving and Religious Creatures)]

[Job: Battle Mage]

[Strength: 491 / Agility: 455 / Stamina: 398 / Vitality: 387 / Intelligence: 79 / Will: 80 / Charisma: 404 / Mana: 411]

[Abilities: Magic Resistance (Uniqueーlvl. 2), Alchemic Beam (Uniqueーlvl. 4), Mana Sense (Passive), Purity Charm (Superiorーlvl. 8), Sonic Cry (Uniqueーlvl. 5), Shapeshifting (Rareーlvl. 7), Sword Hands (Rareーlvl. 5), Flesh Dissolution (Rareーlvl. 3), Synthetic Body (Uniqueーlvl. 6)...]

\'So she\'s a homunculus… Huh? What are these stats?!\' Jake couldn\'t believe his eyes.

For some reason, Fiona had extremely low Will and Intelligence. Jake immediately attributed that to her childish behavior and came to an interesting conclusion.

\'\'A child homunculus with an adult body? Then it should be easy to just…\'\' Jake suddenly stretched out his hand and devilishly smiled. \'...Corrupt her!\'

With tearful eyes, Fiona was about to use a more powerful attack when [Degeneration Halo] enveloped her.

\'\'Ah!\'\'

Jake noticed that instead of demonic marks appearing on her face, the pink tattoo below her belly button glowed and became dark.

\'\'Yes, I can feel it… It hurts! It hurts so good~\'\' The homunculus writhed on the ground and moaned.

Jake already knew she was a masochist, but he didn\'t think it was to such a level. As she cried in pain, her hair became longer and black translucent wings emerged from her back.

The homunculus\' brown eyes turned deep red, and she jerked her body in euphoric pleasure, as if she was having an orgasm. There was a sense of beauty in this act.

The slow movements of her legs, bending of waist, chest heaving and lip-biting was extremely alluring. Adding to that, the shrill moans and sudden giggles made her seem as if she was possessed.

Jake walked forward confidently when she abruptly ceased her acts, laying flat on the ground, twitching.

As he reached before the homunculus, she slowly got on all fours and grabbed his left leg. There was an expectant smile on her face. To her delight, Jake slowly raised his foot and stepped on Fiona\'s head.

\'\'Daddy!\'\'

\'As expected…\' He was familiar with the results after corrupting so many people.

Although it had been too easy to corrupt her, Fiona\'s stats justified that. Knowledge is power, indeed. If Jake didn\'t know about this homunculus\' low mental attributes, he would never think of using Degeneration Halo on her.

\'\'Yes! Step on me daddy~\'\'

Erin, Ruxa, Perry and the twin centaurs all wore complicated expressions and looked at each other. This naked woman was more of a weirdo than 06. At least the slave girl had some pride in herself.

\'\'Get up.\'\' Though he said that, Jake pressed his foot more.

Fiona struggled to follow his order. Being treated like this, however, was a turn on for her. She eventually stood up due to her superior strength and Jake pulled her hair, quickly using [Malefic Enchantment] to examine her recent memories.

\'\'Hmm… So that\'s how it is…\'\'

Jake saw the face of her \'ex-daddy\', the Tartus Dungeon Master and even found out that he was Dark Mage.

Jake then went through her portion of memories about the dungeon\'s internal map.

\'It has 72 Floors, so why is this Sren staying on the 71st?\' Jake questioned himself, trying to find a reason.

There was nothing about it in Fiona\'s memories. The homunculus only knew that she shouldn\'t go there. Otherwise, her daddy would stop abusing her. Now, this threat only worked for a masochist like her.

\'Do I smell some kind of secret…?\' Jake couldn\'t help but be curious. \'What could be hidden on the last floor of this dungeon?\'

He stopped pulling Fiona\'s hair and stroked his chin. Now he wanted to meet this dungeon master even more.

The homunculus came to her senses a few seconds later and obediently stood beside Jake.

\'\'Master!\'\'

Finally realizing that the fight was over, the other women approached him. They couldn\'t help but feel awkward seeing the naked homunculus. They didn\'t know what Fiona was and thought of her as a crazed human girl.

\'\'Here, wear this.\'\' Jake threw a one piece dress at Fiona. Looking at the perplexed young woman, he sighed.

\'\'Do you know what that is?\'\'

\'\'What is it, daddy?\'\' The homunculus innocently asked. She really had no idea about clothes in general.

That meant Sren never dressed her, treating the girl like a literal object. Though that was okay considering she was just a homunculus he created, but Jake didn\'t think like that.

Fiona had a soul and a humanoid body. In his books, that was an individual. Jake knew he wouldn\'t treat her any better, the girl liked to be physically abused.

And he liked to indulge women around him with pleasure for his own amusement and satisfaction. This was nothing new. His attitude toward Fiona would be the same as with any other woman.

\'Maybe a bit different due to her extreme fetish…\' Jake neared the devastatingly beautiful girl who was fumbling with the short, white dress.

\'\'Give that to me,\'\' he said and Fiona quickly passed it over.

Jake untied the back laces and stretched both openings. He turned to her and said, \'\'Lift your leg.\'\'

Just as she moved her left foot, Jake slapped Fiona\'s bare thigh, branding a red mark on it.

\'\'The other one.\'\'

He grasped the young woman\'s right foot and passed it through the dress\'s opening. Jake made her do the same with the left foot.

After that, he pulled the dress up, and told her to insert her hands through the straps. But the homunculus didn\'t know how.

Paht!

A giant palm crisply spanked her plump ass and Fiona timidly whimpered. Her pussy became wet as she felt the pain.

Jake just told her to stand still and dressed her up.

\'\'Don\'t forget about it,\'\' he said, tying the back laces. \'\'This is called wearing a dress.\'\'

\'\'Mrmm… Y-Yes, daddy~\'\' Fiona submissively answered as Jake glanced at her.

Because she wasn\'t wearing a bra, her nipples poked the dress\'s blouse. They were hard.

Fiona\'s previous master, Sren, had never made her feel this way. He indeed entertained her masochistic tendencies, but only when she asked. With Jake, however, the homunculus felt truly satisfied.

If the Dark Mage was paying attention, he would know that Fiona had already betrayed him. However, this dungeon master was busy trying to extract the powers of the chained dragon girl.

Unbeknownst to Sren, the demon had snatched his trump card!