"Well, a very productive night if I said so myself," Alros exclaimed, his eyes on the numerous bodies on the ground, white liquid staining their once pristine bodies, now marred with bruises and marks, all from him.
They all are the daughters of the Duke. With him being their first, and only, he gain tons of LP, one he would later used but for now, he had other places to inspect.
He walked away from them, leaving them to the mercy of his clones and witches, who already making their moves to fuck or torment the battered and arely conscious women.
He did not know the final result but either they will be delegated into pets, or be turned into sex slaves. Either way, he still get to enjoy their bodies.
He soon passed through several other prisoners, currently being forced to ride a wooden horse. Their pussies were being driven into the wedges of the contraption, as it swing around, grinding the pussies and delivering both pain and pleasure.