The Damned Demon Chapter 340 Bound By Pleasure Or Pain? A Tormented Brother’s Confusion

Chapter 340  Bound By Pleasure Or Pain? A Tormented Brother’s Confusion

“Unlike your brother, you love to torture people using special means, right?” Asher asked as he stood before Sabina and added with an unnerving smile, “Guess what…I looked into your area of expertise and learned some interesting things. I am sure you would love to know how it feels to be on the receiving side.”

“You! What the fuck are you planning?!” Edmund shouted as he was getting a very bad feeling even though Asher didn’t seem to be planning to use the whip on him. However, his words fell on deaf ears.

Sabina’s expression remained undaunted as she scoffed and gave Asher a contemptuous smile, “A junior like you must be really foolish if you believe you can scare me with this elaborate setup. I don’t think you have the balls to—!”

*Riiiiip!*

Sabina’s sentence came to a halt, as the sound of fabric being brutally torn off her body echoed in the chamber.

Edmund’s eyes shook and widened as he saw Asher clutching the fabric of her blue gown with one hand and then tearing it away from her body, bringing out a tantalizing picture of her naked body.

Sabina’s nostrils flared as she glared at Asher with a chilling smile, “You…You must be so desperate to get a death sentence.”

Edmund never got a chance to touch her, but he had seen her naked before, especially when she sometimes got too excited with her hobbies. But he had never seen her naked up close like this.

Her nipples were like delicate rose buds that craved to be relished, which were sitting atop her perky and perfectly firm breasts.

And going down her slim stomach, his gaze landed on her tender, clean-shaven cameltoe.

He always knew her beauty and body were an exquisitely sculpted piece of art, and the sight before him only deepened his belief.

But he came out of his daze as he remembered that his woman was restrained like this before this alien dog.

“Your sister has quite the noble figure, doesn’t she?” Asher asked with a smile as he caressed her right smooth underarm with the back of his hand, making her eyelids flutter briefly with a faint reddish hue on her cheeks.

“Don’t you touch her! I will skin you alive!!” Edmund roared upon seeing Asher’s filthy hand smearing her smooth, porcelain skin. He desperately tried to move his limbs to get himself free but grimaced as the hard concrete only rubbed against his skin.

She was hanging before him with an air of vulnerability, yet still managed to exude a certain pride and defiance as she said with a fervid glimmer in her eyes, “I bet you won’t dare to take this forward anymore. You are just a desperate brat trying to be scary.”

Edmund had no idea why his sister was provoking this bastard, though he knew his sister was the kind who would never show fear. Still, was now really a good time for this?

But he could see that this alien bastard might really try something after coming this far and said aloud in a seething tone, “You call yourself a man after tricking my sister into a trap and trying to humiliate her? Is that all the consort of the queen amounts to?!”

Edmund knew he couldn’t physically threaten him, so the only option he could think of was to attack his ego.

Asher stopped touching Sabina as he glanced at the two before saying with a shrug, “I am not going to do anything without your sister choosing it.”

Edmund’s brows furrowed in confusion as Asher added while pointing his whip at his dick, “Your sister has to decide between getting humiliated or saving your poor excuse of a dick.”

“W-What?” Edmund mumbled and felt a chill upon seeing Asher point the whip at his cold dick.

“I can either whip your dick 50 times, or your sister can prevent you from such suffering by agreeing to act as my slave till the rest of the day. Of course, it’s not like I can place a slave seal on her, so this will have to do,” He turned to look at Sabina as he asked with a curve of his lips, “So what will it be, Sabina? You get to choose. Save your brother or save yourself?”

“How ludicrous…You think this is a game?” Sabina asked with a scoff of disbelief.

“Y-You dare! This is madness!” Edmund roared at this unfair nonsense. But the idea of having his dick whipped made his nerves jittery and his balls shrivel.

Would his sister even care? He didn’t like to admit it but Sabina was always someone he couldn’t really read, especially how she felt about him.

“Seems like your sister doesn’t care about you,” Asher said with a shrug as he raised the whip to strike at Edmund’s flaccid dick.

“NOO! Sister, help!!” Edmund cried out unconsciously as he closed his eyes shut with gritted teeth, preparing for it.

“Wait! I will agree to your stupid deal…” Sabina’s sudden words made Edmund’s eyes suddenly open wide, unable to believe what he just heard.

His proud and ruthless sister actually was willing to lower herself for him?

“S-Sister?…” Edmund mumbled with a look of disbelief as Sabina sighed and looked at him with a serious expression, “I can’t let any harm fall on you, Edmund. As your elder sister, it is my duty. Since you also asked for my help, I have to do this for your sake.”

“W-Wait, no, we don’t have to endure this shit. Just set yourself free. You are a Soul Devourer, for devil’s sake. You always escaped many times despite getting caught like this,” Edmund knew she was not only extremely good at using her abilities but also had tricks up her sleeve to get out of any impossible situation.

She surely must be having one now and probably saving it for the perfect opportunity.

“I am sorry, Edmund. This brat seemed to have been preparing for this a long time. I don’t have any other choice,” Sabina said as she shot a glare at Asher, who smiled and said, “How moving. I never knew you cared so much for him.”

Sabina scoffed as she gave a cold smile, “Of course I do. Not only am I his elder sister, but he is also my fiance. I can’t let his dick get crippled and ruin the future of my House.”

“Sabina…” Edmund mumbled as he felt moved upon realizing that she cared so much about him, even to the point of wanting to save his dick from any harm. Otherwise, how will he have children with her? Surely, she must be looking forward to it.

“Then let’s get down to business. But I will stop once you give me the answer I am looking for,” Asher said with an unsettling smile as he stepped behind Sabina while Edmund’s eyes quivered. He couldn’t even gather the strength to protest because he knew he would be putting his dick in line.

But does this mean he really has to endure watching his woman getting humiliated under the hands of this alien cur?

“What the fuck do you need to know?” Edmund asked in desperation, hoping he could give some convincing answer to end all this.

Asher scoffed as he said, “I don’t want to hear anything from your untrustworthy mouth. Your sister has to answer, and what I want to know is…” His gaze turned towards Sabina’s back as he continued, “…who gave you the order to try and make me your slave, and what else were you planning to do if I became your slave? Surely, you wouldn’t act on this on your own.”

Sabina scoffed as she said with a snigger, “Why don’t you make me, pretty boy?” She then turned towards Edmund and said in a cold, serious tone, “Edmund, no matter what happens, keep your mouth shut. Or I won’t forgive you.”

“Sister…” Edmund gulped, and seeing her expression, he couldn’t muster the strength to answer even if he wanted to. What if she hates his guts if he tells? No…she was right. They can’t involve their mother and father in this. Otherwise, the consequences would be tenfold.

“Let’s see how long you can keep this up,” Asher said as he raised his whip high in the air.

A suffocating hush draped the dimly-lit room, the air pulsating with anticipation, taut as the stretched hide of a drum.

Edmund gritted his teeth as he wished he could tear apart this alien cur.

Asher’s visage was an unreadable mask, eyes glittering with an uncanny light, his movements precise, calculated—almost ritualistic.

The whip’s elongated shadow seemed to twist and dance, reflecting the sinister sign of domination and submission set to unveil before the unwilling audience.

With a flick of his wrist, the whip lashed out, slicing through the tension-laden air before finding its mark.

*Thwash!*

“ANGH!~”

The sound, sharp and visceral, resonated within the confines of the room, and the skin on her back recoiled from the impact, singing with pain.

fixating on him, a silent plea shimmering within their depths, “Don’t look…”

Her voice, strained and laden with agony, twined with the oppressive atmosphere, the sound shifting between a moan and a pitiful cry.

“Edmund,” she whimpered, her eyes glowing with determination—

fixating on him, a silent plea shimmering within their depths, “Don’t look…”

Edmund’s countenance twisted, contorting into an agonized picture of rage and impotence.

“Asher!!!” His vocal cords strained, emitting a guttural howl that reverberated through the stone chamber. The sound was primal, laced with the unbridled fury and agony of a man forced to witness his woman’s humiliation, unable to intervene.

“Tell me what I need to know!”

“Keep trying hard, fufu…”

*Thwash!*

“HANNNG!~*

Each subsequent crack of the whip drew another moan, another whimper from Sabina’s lips, stoking the inferno of Edmund’s fury. His eyes, twin red beacons of rage, glared helpessly at the unfolding scene, the chains of his own captivity gnawing at his spirit.

Yet, within the scene of pain and humiliated cries, there was a subtle undercurrent, almost imperceptible.

Sabina’s eyes, when not locked with Edmund’s, flickered with a different light—a complex amalgamation of pain, but also a peculiar intensity, a flame that did not entirely align with her pitiable condition.

Each cry held a nuanced cadence, a subtle modulation that could easily be lost in the chaos, but upon closer inspection, could reveal a different tune.

And with each subsequent crack, her skin grew redder, and her moans were louder and more drawn out.

A myriad of emotions painted Edmund’s features as the spectacle unfolded before him.

His gaze flickered between fury and disbelief, not comprehending the subtle transformation taking place on Sabina’s visage, where pain subtly blended into a disturbing semblance of pleasure.

“Asher, you fucking bastard!” Edmund spat through gritted teeth, his voice a mix of desperation and rage, trembling within the confines of the eerie room.

Sabina’s eyes, mirrors reflecting the duality of her experience, occasionally locked onto Edmund’s.

Within their depths, the shadow of ecstasy flickered alongside pain, crafting a picture both tantalizing and horrifying for her captive fiance.

“Edmund…I am feeling weird…” Sabina whispered, her voice echoing through the charged atmosphere.

“Sister! Stay strong! Don’t let him break you!!” Edmund cried out, his eyes almost tearing up.

“You think this measly play is enough to break me? Haaa~….” Sabina scoffed breathlessly, her eyes glowing with a feverish light.

“Really?” Asher’s scoff echoed in the room followed by,

*Thwash!*

“AHNNNG!~”

Her soft, round buttocks rippled as the whip slashed against them.

Each syllable dripped with a concoction of agony and bliss, confusing, bewildering the desperate Edmund tethered helplessly in the room’s recesses.

*Thwash!*

“OOHNNNNG!~”

The room’s energy twisted and thickened with every subsequent lash, becoming a living entity feasting upon the emotional turmoil generated within its walls. Sweat danced off her skin whenever the whip slashed her flushed body.

And with every whisper, every moan escaping Sabina’s trembling lips, Edmund’s sanity frayed, threads pulling apart under the unbearable tension.

But upon the next strike,

*Thwash!*

“AHNNNNNNG!!~” A long, shivering moan escaped from Sabina’s throat, her legs shivering as a flood of her juices gushed out from her trembling pussy, staining the floor.

The scene reached its crescendo, the melody of pain and pleasure reaching a fever pitch, striking a dissonant chord within Edmund’s psyche, unable to believe his sister just came from getting whipped.

How could someone come from getting whipped?

“Damn! Your sister seems to be enjoying getting whipped. I never knew a noble like her could be this perverted,” Asher said with a chuckle of disbelief as he shook his head.

“S-Sister?” Edmund choked out, his voice sounding fragile. He did remember some of her insane experiments with humans where she made them cum through pain no matter how unbelievable it was. Asher did mention he looked into Sabina’s hobbies.

Could it be…?

“N-No…Edmund…It’s not true…He did something weird to me…” Sabina breathlessly said, though her hazy eyes were still fluttering as if she was still drowning in that overwhelming sensation.

“What did you do to her, you twisted fuck?!” Edmund felt that could be the only explanation. Maybe Asher fed some weird pill to her before bringing her here.

He himself knew the existence of such pills and had the experience of using them on others. It was one of the ways to quickly break someone.

“Weird? All I used was a ordinary whip. I am not a man who likes to depend only on shortcuts. But now I am going to try something fun,” Asher said as his gaze landed on the bucket placed beneath the table beside him.

Edmund’s reddened eyes widened, wondering what else this twisted alien was going to do to torment his poor sister.