In the middle of the Demon Empire’s Capital City was a particular mansion in the eastern part of the city. The mansion was surrounded by a short wall and forest and was almost seemingly secluded from the noise and bustle of the city itself.

In this forest stood several dozen black armored guards with a wide array of hair colors. Some of them had a head full of red hair, others blue hair, then some green, brown, black, and even purple hair.

From an outsider's perspective, they all looked rather ridiculous, they were all lined up neared the front of the forest standing still and if we were to add in a few more colors than we’d have ourselves a nice little rainbow.

But in reality, anyone who saw these several dozen guards would be frightened out of their mind, though this wasn’t particularly a problem since most people were too afraid to even approach the vicinity of this forest.

After all, this mansion was created to house the emissary and leader of the entire Dragon Race, the Lord of the Dragon Valley, and most importantly the monster that holds the title of Pride. Any one of these titles were enough to cause nearly anyone to prostrate themselves in fear let alone all three.

And currently in this grand mansion, or rather underneath this grand mansion was a dark dungeon where a certain red haired guard that was previously standing over the south gate was being chained up. In front of him was a beautiful woman in a blood red dress matching her hair.

In her hands was a long whip formed from her own scales, and as she glared at the miserable dragon in front of her she lashed out with her whip tearing straight through what should have been an impenetrable armor constructed out of the Dragon guards own magically reinforced scales.

But no matter how tough his armor was it was no match for this woman’s whip, as could be seen by all the tears in his armor and wounds he’s been inflicted. The guard looked up at the woman in front of him and begged, “My lady please, have mercy…”

“Trash”, she swung her whip down once again making a large lash on one of his legs, “Not only did you lose face for our entire Dragon race you did so before hundreds of thousands of people and in the capital no less.”

The whip was swung down once more, “You even allowed that brat to toy with you. You’re really a glutton for punishment aren’t you.”

And once more, “If we didn’t have more Dragons available you’d already be dead by now.”

And again, “You didn’t even last one round from what I heard. One round! Do you know how pathetic that looks for us!”

And again, and again, and again, you get the gist of it, “We’re the proud Dragon race, the incarnations of lust, greed, wrath, pride, envy, gluttony, and sloth and you can’t even last a single round!?”

The guard begged, “My lady it’s not my fault...that succubus…”

The woman lashed out with her whip again, “That succubus isn’t even a woman! Do you hear me!?”

Suddenly, the door to the dungeon opened, and another black armored guard walked in a kneeled, “My lady the Emperor summons you!”

The woman turned around, and sighed, “Very well.”

She released the chains binding the guard, and then almost instantly afterward kicked him sending him flying into the adjacent wall nearby.

“Reflect on what you’ve done.”

As soon as the woman and the other guard left, a quiet but seductive voice filled the guard’s mind, “Kukuku, what a miserable state you're in.”

Suddenly Trra appeared before him, and he smiled, “All thanks to you milord, your plan was brilliant!”

Trra laughed, “Indeed, Dragons are the incarnations of the seven sins, but typically Dragons tend to lean towards a single extreme. So I suppose that makes you the ultimate masochist.”

The guard blushed, “Please milord, I’d rather you insult me rather than praising me.”

“Kahaha, as expected of the ultimate masochist. You’re nothing like a Dragon you’re more like a pig!”

The guard got up, and kneeled down, “Thank you.”

“Anyway, I’m just here to complete my end of the deal, here.”

Trra tossed a small bottle of a purple liquid and said, “That should last you a few years, there are no side effects but the transformation to a woman only last 48 hours and afterwards you can’t use it for a week.”

“That’s more than enough Milord, with this I can finally fulfill my dreams of being gang raped.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot I failed to get gang raped dude to someone's interference.”

“Oh, then Milord would you like me to help you get gang raped by several dozen Dragon Guards?”

“Oh ho, that would be splendid.”