"Why are you... uh, what are you going to do to me?" Steve mumbled.
It was difficult for him to look away from her attractive curves, well, partly because he couldn't move his big, frog head around. He was tied down, but even if he wasn't, it would be difficult to look away from the hypnotizing pair of frog breasts, he'd fail.
"Oh, you want to know what I'm going to do to you? Are you really that curious?" She taunted, and nodded at the table nearby, the same table that was filled with torture tools.
Then she said, "I'm gonna cut you open."
The kidnapper then walked over to the said table, and fiddled with a short knife. This knife had an absurdly large handle, so one could guess that it was used to cut hard material, such as bones. Steve initially knew that it would feel terrible to get tortured, but when he imagined that his very bones could get chopped off, he almost had a heart attack! This was not a good way to go.
"So you brought me here just to mutilate me? That's cruel." He yelled.
The kidnapper turned around and faced him. Her gaze could through the willpower of most men, but Steve did not want to budge, because this was the only way he could defend himself at the moment. He looked the kidnapper right in the eye, and bore a stoic face, as if he prioritized an answer above his own freedom.
Then, he further pressured. "What are you looking at, you crazy bitch? If tying me up is your idea of romance, then you're mistaken."
"Hahahaha!" She hollered in response, "Oh darling, do you really think that I'd have trouble finding a lover? Look at me! I could bear at least twelve children with ease."
To prove her point even further, the kidnapper then twirled around a few times, and she bounced up a little bit too. She wanted to showcase her attractive features, and was fairly successful, she was really attractive!
The kidnapper would slightly be considered overweight in human standards, but that wouldn't really ruin her chances of finding a mate here. There were countless tight muscles on almost every part of her body, especially her legs, as she could crush a rock with her thighs! So no, her few extra pounds were not a flaw.
"Uh…" He mumbled, after that showcase. "Quite the frog legs you got there, but I've seen better."
Steve had not seen better, but he had to distract the other somehow, because he wanted to keep that short knife away from himself for as long as possible. For that sake, he would argue over the dumbest topics in existence without batting an eyelid.
"What's that stench?" He then asked, "They smell like corpses, hell, I don't know how corpses smell like, but that has to be it. You probably managed to lure in a bunch of other men here, right? Poor fools… I guess you're a bit attractive, then."
"You're going to be one of those fools, well, you're going to die." She followed along, "Or you might not die? I honestly don't know, because plenty of experiments have gone wrong already, so I don't know what to expect. You may even get reanimated, but don't worry because if you do, I'll keep you as a pet!"
After that, the kidnapper decided to get into work. She could only be distracted for so long, so Steve's attempts didn't end up being as successful as he hoped for them to be. She approached with that knife, and got ready to run it across his chest, rather than any limb of his, and this was far more terrifying in comparison!
Steve began wiggling around in protest, regardless of how much his back burned in the process, because this was his best course of action right now. His wound was open, and he didn't have his expensive shirt on him to protect the wound, so the splinters that he got were otherworldly painful, he almost knocked himself out. This attempt he made was successful, more than he would imagine that it would be, actually, because he pushed the lady away somehow!
Seconds later, he looked down and figured out that his crotch had been his friend on this desperate hour. He had a sizable tool, or perhaps he had looked at her body for too long? Either way, his tool had been big and strong enough to push her a whole foot away!
The kidnapper was not amused, she got really irritated, and he could see it from her eyes that she was about to do some really brutal things! He could not avoid his fate anymore, not through physical tussles at least, so he decided to argue one more time.
"What the hell are you after?" He asked, "What are you experimenting for, you crazy bastard!? If you free me, then I can help you get what you want, I promise, I like witches! Frogs are disgusting, so I would love to kill more of them."
"Quick struggling, you dick!" She shouted back, "What I'm looking for has to do with alchemy! I'm seeking advanced, ancient knowledge, so you won't help me much if you do the killing for me, you'd be useless. I've been doing the killing for ages now!"
"How the hell could you get this ancient knowledge out of my chest, woman? I don't think alchemy works like that!" He argued.
"I'm trying to contact a demon, and I will sacrifice you in order to contact him." She revealed, "He did not accept my other sacrifices, so let's hope we get lucky this time, because he holds all of 'the secrets of the flesh' that I seek. He created that branch of alchemical arcana, even, so we must not disappoint him."
The kidnapper then grabbed a thick chain, and tied Steve with it. He kept moving around, so she couldn't risk cutting him the wrong way, because that would be another test-subject wasted.
She tied the chain tightly, and then she said. "The demon is a brilliant, and twisted mister, but the rules are his to create. Heck, for forgotten knowledge like that, I'll sacrifice all of the men in our country if I have to, they're worth it, so please stop struggling!"
"What if you need to sacrifice a woman? I mean, you failed thirty-five times already." He taunted.
"No…" She grunted, "I know what I'm doing this time. The ancient demon demands that I 'ride' a man's fresh corpse, that's the ritual. It's disgusting, but you are a man... Well, kinda, so let's hope I can summon him this time!"
It was apparent that the kidnapper was being honest here. When she mentioned some of her plan in detail, she hadn't told a single lie throughout it, and he could tell that she wasn't lying, because there was a certain fire in her eyes. She had the willpower of ten men, so Steve knew that almost nothing could convince her to spare him; She was set to meet this great demon that she mentioned!
However, since he was in this great state of panic, he managed to think of an offer that she might not refuse, one that was power-oriented. His blood was rushing all across his body, so it wasn't a surprise how his brain was working overtime here, as desperation invited good ideas!
"You want powerful stuff, it doesn't have to be alchemical, right? Listen, I can get you the damn flaming crown!" He offered.
Right after he said that, the other's face curled in confusion, irritance, and shere disbelief. She couldn't be fooled easily, but that offer sure was alluring, so she pulled her knife a bit more away from him.
"That's the most interesting offer that a desperate man has given me." She admitted.
Afterwards, she scolded. "Flaming crown, do you think that I eat hay, you rubber dick? You're stupid to mention the crown to begin with, you'll invite something unholy here."
"Oh yeah, because you're a saint, right? You were trying to talk to a demon! Are you worried that you'll displease some kinda god?" He argued, "Listen to me, I know what I'm talking about! A castle official has sent me on the hunt for the crown, that's why those couple of bastards tried to kill me, they thought that I'd willingly lead them to it! Hell, I have the wound on my back to prove it, I wasn't stabbed for nothing, you have to trust me, I can get you the flaming crown!"
"Quit saying that name!" She scolded, and a second later, three ghosts of sorts appeared in this very room!