Every breath felt like a mini-battle. She gasped for air, but her gaze remained resolute as she stared at Darren without flinching.
"It seems, Princess, that you're not accustomed to such treatment and attention,"Darren said dismissively, a smug smile playing on his lips.
Wonder Woman summoned her last ounce of strength in an attempt to stand again, but her body refused to obey. Even so, her gaze remained intense, as if challenging Darren.
He glanced at her, then turned and walked to the other end of the room. He sat down and picked up an elegant book to read, as if this were all part of his plan. Wonder Woman lay on the floor, knowing that this was just the beginning and that her enemies had many more plans.
Duke Darren stopped reading and slowly rose to his feet. He walked over to her, looking down at her struggling body and unwavering gaze.
"I won't punish you in front of the servants, but your performance today has been utterly disappointing," he said, his voice filled with contempt and mockery. Then he began chanting a spell. Wonder Woman could feel the golden crown shrinking on her head, each letter and syllable as if forged in fire; the pain was almost unbearable.
"Ah! No!" Wonder Woman screamed, her voice piercing the room. She clutched her head and writhed in agony. She groaned in pain as the crown tightened and dug into her scalp, making her feel as if she were about to be strangled to death.
"No... please... let me go..." she pleaded, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks. "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have disobeyed your will. Please forgive me."
Darren watched her coldly, stroking her soft face with one hand.
"Good girl. It's good that you know you're wrong. But don't think you can escape so easily. I will train you slowly, making you the most obedient slave."
Duke Darren observed her, then smiled softly at the result he wanted. He slowly stopped the spell and the oppressive feeling of the golden crown finally lessened. Wonder Woman breathed weakly, knowing that more pain and struggle lay ahead. Darren slowly unbuttoned her outer robe, revealing a thin white undergarment beneath. He licked the gaps between the buttons with the tip of his tongue while tirelessly kneading her full, firm breasts.
"Mmm... stop..." Wonder Woman couldn't help but let out a soft moan; this immoral act filled her with both shame and secret pleasure.
Darren looked up at her, his eyes filled with mockery. "Can't take it anymore already?' Our night has only just begun."
With that, he deftly stripped off her outer robe and undergarment, revealing her smooth, naked body. She hurriedly covered her chest and private parts with her hands, her face flushing. Darren gently moved her hands away and kissed her neck and collarbone as he slowly and methodically removed her panties.
Filled with shame and rage, Wonder Woman struggled to close her legs, but Darren easily separated and held them in place. Darren's fingers caressed the last piece of clothing covering Wonder Woman — the corset tightly binding her slender waist.
"Such a beautiful body, and it's such a waste to have to hide it," he muttered to himself. "In that case, let's remove it together."
With that, he knelt down on one knee and deftly untied the corset that Wonder Woman had been unable to remove no matter what she had tried. Wonder Woman's entire body was finally fully exposed. Overwhelmed with shame, she turned her head away, unable to meet Darren's gaze. As the corset slipped down, her originally shapely and well-proportioned waist gradually became visible.
However, once the leather was completely removed, her waist appeared deformed and even more delicate than a young girl's. The long-term pressure of the corset and the magical modifications Wonder Woman had undergone had deformed and slendered her waist, making it as thin as a medieval noblewoman's. Even with the corset removed, it could not be restored to its original shape.
"What... what happened?" She looked down in horror at her waist, incredulously finding that it had become so thin.
"Oh, this is the consequence of wearing a corset for so long," Darren said mockingly.
"Look, your once strong waist has shrunk like this; you look like a porcelain doll."
"Impossible... this is absurd!" Wonder Woman screamed hysterically. "How could my waist have become like this?"
"It's the truth," Darren replied calmly. "I think you understand now why I required you to wear it all the time."
"You demon!" Wonder Woman roared angrily. "I'll kill you!" Darren sneered and suddenly punched Wonder Woman in the stomach. The blow landed squarely on her groin and Wonder Woman felt dizzy, almost fainting.
"Ugh!" She arched her back in pain, clutching her stomach and curling up on the ground. Darren's punch had shattered her ribs and her internal organs felt as though they were being churned up.
"How does it feel? Does it hurt?"
Darren looked down at her. "This is what happens when you dare to defy me!"
"Stop... don't hit me anymore..." Wonder Woman pleaded weakly, her voice thick with a nasal tone.
"Fine, I won't hit you anymore," Darren said, feigning generosity.
"However, you must grant me one request first."