Long Live Lord Aron!

Her lips trembled, "But you want to throw us at those lightning fuckers," Her language clearly stated that she wasn't such a princess, though... "I don't want to die... I dont fucking want to die... The husband, you have never asked..." Khloe looked around. When she realized that the small wolf had his ears covered by Xiaoxiao, she whispered, "But you have my 100% consent, the husband! For you, I will spread my legs whenever you want! I will be a good lady!"

"How low you have fallen..." The other trickster god's believer commented. He had a blank expression, but his lopsided eyebrows and distorted forehead told enough. In this moment, he lost a valuable ally.

His name was Otto, "As your captive, you are free to use us as much as you want. However, there is no particular seal on our bodies. What makes you confident that we won't just escape?"