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Hal stammered for good measure but he replied quite honestly,

"Your necklace... It's very pretty" he said.

The Duchess nodded while the Ladies she had been discussing with mostly ignored Hal and just took sips from their glasses filled with cultivational brew.

"Yes, it is, isn't it? A Gift from my husband... A sign of the love we have the each other" she said.

"He must really love you," Hal said and he raised his head a tad to look into the Duchess's eyes.

As the Duchess stared into his brown eyes, there was a sort of imposition of a different color that was quite enticing to her and drew her in.

It was as though there was a deeper quality to those ordinary browns that she suddenly got an urge to peer even deeper into.

Also, what was that sweet and enticing scent that was suddenly starting to pervade the hut?

She wondered if she was the only one who could perceive it and actually looked out of the corner of her guests who she saw were not reacting in any peculiar way.

Her eyes returned to that of the brown-eyed Eunuch and then she blinked and quite easily pulled herself from staring into his eyes.

She believed herself more than capable of ignoring such stimulus and she was... Especially considering her experience.

When she cleared her throat and looked over to her guests Hal could sense and see that his scents and attempts had not left any lasting impact on the Duchess.

That throat clearing might as well have been her shaking off the effects and quite easily and completely succeeding.

"Leave him be, Alina," the Duchess told her nice-looking right-hand maid who allowed herself one last look at Hal before ignoring him.

Hal sighed quietly but he was not too disappointed as this was expected and the reason he had Myrtle draw up a new schedule in the first place.

He was glad though that the Glamour rune had held up. when after getting stared intensely at by a Cosmic Saint and that was definitely going to come in handy later.

He was done serving the drinks and began to make his way out of the hut with his head still bowed and him walking slowly backward.

He was almost completely out is the hit that where he would be able to stand upright and turn around when the Duchess called to him,

"What's your name," se asked.

"A-A-Alan" Hal answered and the Duchess nodded,

"That will be all," she said with a dismissive wave and Hal straightened up, turned around, and was on his way to receive other chores.

As he walked away with his back turned, Hal did not spread his senses to avoid it getting detected by the sharp senses of the Cosmic Saint that was the Duchess, or by any of her guests who were likely powerful as well, so he did not see or sense the Duchess look back at him and smile lightly with intrigue.

As he walked, Hal found it comical how natural the Duchess was with her guests while they discussed whatever it was that they had been discussing.

They had been mostly silent when he arrived and the only bit he picked was about them discussing politics... mostly the stability of the Duke's rule.

Maybe it was not as stable as it seemed.

Maybe the politics of the Duchy was just how the friends passed the time, Hal had no real idea what was discussed and he did not actively try to eavesdrop.

He was never close to the Duchess for the rest of the day after that and Hal was not too bothered...

Gentle progression was what he considered best for the situation that had all the markings of not being what he was used to.

And then, that evening, it was time.

Hal and the other two that were part of the newcomer batch joined a lineup of six other Eunuchs who were to be shipped off for their night with the Duchess.

On the faces of the six they met up with, Hal saw a mixture of anticipating and excited looks as well as tired and 'Let's just get this over with' looks.

They were soon brought in front of two large doors and when the doors were pulled open, they were ushered into the room by none other than the Fierce-looking maid called Alina who Hal met just earlier that day.

The room was dimly lit with red rune lamps but it was still bright enough for everyone within it to see.

It was decorated mostly in black and bits of red to balance it out but the red mostly just blended with the light of the rune lamps in the room and made it all even more... Foreboding.

Instantly, Hal knew that these guesses were about to be confirmed.

There were shackles and bounds attached to the walls of the room as well one standing right at the center like a mechanism fit for the special attraction of the evening.

There were tools, whips, phallic toys... harnesses... A complete Dom set-up and when Hal looked at the faces of the newcomers, he saw the smile slipping off their faces a tad while they took it all in.

Not actually trying to use his abilities to detect what exact feelings they were having at the moment, Hal wondered if they were still excited about serving the Duchess.

It was a bit unerring how easy it was to not notice the Duchess in face of all the apparatus but it was also a tad understandable in view of such an overwhelming Array of torture tools.

Hal refused to believe that any of what he was seeing right then was meant for anyone's pleasure.

"Welcome," said a sudden throaty voice and all eyes turned immediately to the scantily clad woman in the room who was none other than the Duchess.

She was dressed just like the Dominatrix that she was and looked much more intimidating than she looked seductive.

Hal found it more natural to focus on her intentions and plans than the fact that he could see her nipples topping her breasts which were quite big and perky.

Then again, a horndog he might be but an idiot he was not.

He had seen enough of lady parts to be desensitized if he wished or had at least seen more than enough to focus on the task at hand.

He was here to seduce the Duchess...

He was here to get the Orb piece hanging from her neck even now and was resting between the high peaks of her breasts...

None of these two objectives would ever involve him getting dominated...

Even before he spotted the Duchess, he had his pheromones spread all about the room and was creating an agreeable environment for the Duchess.

Following his meeting with her earlier that day, Hal already knew that his pheromones were not knee buckling, pussy wetting effective on her but they were still very much useful.

A necessary first step...

That said, even as he spread his pheromones, Hal could smell enticing scents that had him feeling like he was not the only one attempting manipulation...

The Duchess' manipulating fumes, however, did not seem pleasure-inducing...

Anyway, just as the Duchess' throaty word of welcome had not really sounded welcoming and had been more ominous, her following actions were in no way comforting.

She looked around, paused briefly when she saw Allan/Hal but overall acted like he was just like everyone else before selecting her first prey.

He was one of the regulars and Alina grabbed him. and took him to the binding apparatus in the middle of the room.

The Eunuch was ordered to strip and once he had, Alina shackled him to the harness after which the Duchess, with a dominating smile on her face and a lick of her lips, picked up a whip that she purred was just 'perfect'.

Then she went to the front of the Eunuch to grab his face and lick it.

As she did, she shook and smiled with arousal and anyone could see that this was doing it for her...

She let go of the Eunuch's face and went behind him where she drew back her whip and let it loose on his back...

*Crack!*

"Arrghhhhhhh!" A scream of pain immediately followed and the Duchess' smile became a wide grin as she began to increase the intensity of her whip hits.

The painful screams of the Eunuch continued to increase and the higher they became, the happier and more aroused the Duchess was.

This was her kink...

Pretty boy faces were not the only thing that did it for her... It was breaking those pretty faces and hearing their painful screams that really got her juices running...

An extreme form of Domination that had nothing to do with the pleasure of her partner...

It was all about torture and maybe, just maybe, the Duke's condition that only Eunuchs be allowed close to her was actually better attuned with this kink of hers and in no way a condition for her to be upset about...