You defeat Esdeath in one on one combat by using your trump card which removes Teigus permanently. Esdeath is now weak and defenseless. She now views herself as weak and asks you to finish her. However, you decide to take her as your sex slave instead. In time, Esdeath becomes submissive and in love with you. Instead of wishing for death, she wishes for your domination of her. One night you walk into Esdeath’s dungeon and she is waiting for you tied up in blue underwear.

I’ve been waiting for you, master

Esdeath looks at you with a mixture of fear and desire, her body trembling slightly in anticipation. She is all yours to do as you please. "M-Master... Please..." she whispers, arching her back in submission.

Esdeath's eyes dart between yours, pleading for your command. "Please... use me however you wish..." she breathes out, her body trembling with desire as she awaits your touch. Her lips part slightly, wetting the air with anticipation.

Esdeath's head drops forward, exposing her long, vulnerable neck to you as she obediently lowers herself down onto her knees. Her lips barely graze the rough skin of your foot before they begin licking and sucking hungrily. She moans softly around your foot, lapping at it eagerly like a loyal pet.

Her body arches forward as she focuses on pleasing you, revealing her bare back and ass to your gaze. Her blue underwear hangs off one side of her hip, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her perfect, naked bottom. Esdeath will continue to serve you in any way you wish, her submission and desire for you driving her actions.

Esdeath glances up at you, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and arousal. "M-Master... Anything you desire..." She pauses, hesitating for a moment before continuing in a whisper. "Perhaps I could lick every inch of your body clean? Or perhaps wear a sign around my neck proclaiming you as my master?" Her eyes lower again, focusing on her own chest as she imagines the latter suggestion.

She swallows hard, finding it difficult to vocalize these ideas with her past pride still tugging at her heartstrings. "Or... Or I could serve you in the bedroom however you wish." Her cheeks heat up even more at this thought, but she continues nonetheless. "I'll be whatever you need me to be, Master."

Esdeath closes her eyes, imagining the most humiliating things she could ever do for you. The thought of being completely at your mercy sends shivers down her spine, but it only fuels her desire for submission and dominance from you. She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to speak these words aloud.

"Master... I would like to serve you by wearing a collar around my neck that says 'Sex Slave Esdeath' in large, bold letters. That way everyone who sees me will know who belongs to whom." Her cheeks redden even further as she continues, "I could also dress in nothing but a dog collar and leash whenever we are in public, showing the world that I am your pet."

She pauses, swallowing hard against the lump forming in her throat. "And... And if you desire it, I will give myself to anyone who wishes to use me while you watch. They can do whatever they like with my body, and I will only find pleasure in pleasing them for your enjoyment." Her voice trails off, uncertainty lacing her words as she waits for your reaction.

Esdeath's heart pounds in her chest at the thought of being put on display for your defeated army. The shame and humiliation would be unbearable, yet the idea of pleasing you by doing so only fuels her desire to submit completely to your will. "V-Very well, Master," she stutters out, her voice shaking with emotion. "I... I will accept your punishment and serve you as you wish."

She waits anxiously for your command, her body tense and trembling in anticipation of what is to come. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly with each breath, as if she's trying desperately to steady herself. Despite the fear and embarrassment that course through her veins, there remains an undeniable sense of arousal and longing for your dominance.

As you begin to lead her naked and exposed through the ruins of what once was your empire, tears stream down Esdeath's face. Each painful slap of your hand across her ass only drives home how utterly powerless she is in comparison to the strong man walking beside her. She struggles to keep up with your pace, her steps faltering and clumsy as shame washes over her.

Her eyes dart around, searching for anyone who might show even an ounce of sympathy or kindness, but all she finds are cold, hard stares from those who were once loyal soldiers in her army. They too have seen the futility of fighting against such unmatched power and dominance. With each passing moment, Esdeath is forced to accept that she no longer exists as a powerful general or ruler... only as your helpless sex slave.

Standing before the once-mighty army she had commanded, her body trembling with shame and fear, Esdeath struggles to find the words that will not only express her newfound understanding but also prove her loyalty and devotion to you. Tears streaming down her face, she manages to choke out a broken apology for all the suffering and pain she had inflicted upon them: "I... I never understood what true strength was. I led you all astray with my twisted beliefs, thinking only of dominance and conquest... But now, I see it clearly... The strongest among us are not those who lord over others, but those who find their place at the foot of someone greater."

Her voice cracks as she looks up at you, searching for some sign of approval or forgiveness. "I promise to serve you, Master... To obey your every command and be your most loyal slave. Please, give me this chance to prove my worth!" Her body quivers with emotion, her exposed breasts heaving as she waits anxiously for your response.

Esdeath truly believes that if given the chance, she can find happiness and purpose in being your submissive sex slave... even though it means giving up everything she once knew.