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Chapter Twenty-Seven

Three days later, found me crouched in the brush staring out at the Vorianil Mountains and the industrious dwarves working outside of the Twins’ dungeon. They were hauling stone across the valley to the peak that housed the twins’ dungeon.

I had traveled here with Maya and Baaghi to scout the Twins personally. Everyone objected. My mother, my little sister, Lana, and Maya. They had all argued against this. But I had to see for myself a way to provoke the Twins into attacking me again.

They would have to come to attack me in person. They now knew their monster girls alone weren’t enough to defeat me. They would have to come in force. And I could see why they would have the balls to do it. The dwarves were constructing a fortress.

They were building a castle around the entrance to the Twins’ dungeon. The castle was already well underway. The dwarves were laboring bare-chested in the sun, their beards thick and long. They were squat but brawny men who were hauling loads that would have crushed my spine with ease.

I had brought only a small force with me. Three wildhounds (Du, Nos, and Marwo) and Damhanalla my arachne. They were screened around Maya, Baaghi, and myself. My rakshasa’s whiskers twitched as she stared down at the valley.

“This is horrible,” muttered Maya. “They’ve enslaved the dwarves who live here.”

“Yeah,” I said, shaking my head. “This is why they are unafraid. The dwarves are their trump card. Look, there are some with weapons. They’re guarding the other dwarves who are working.”

“That’s terrible.” Maya shook her head as she stared down at one dwarf who was yelling at a group dragging stones. “Why would they do that? Help their conquerors?”

“There are always people in any society who support their conquerors,” Baaghi said. “When the British ruled India, there had been plenty who would support them and regress their own people. Those who did were rewarded. Wealth. Power. Positions of trust. These dwarves are the same. Opportunistic snakes who sense that they will be better off supporting their conquerors than resisting them. They’ll be fervent, too.”

“Why?” Maya asked.

“Because they know that if the twins ever fall, then they are dead,” I said. “In World War II, when France and Belgium and the like were liberated, those who collaborated were shot. The men, at least. There’s a price to pay for siding with your conquerors. Those dwarven overseers will not want that to happen to them. That’s why the twins attacked me without fear.”

“I don’t think we had to come all the way out here to see that for ourselves,” muttered Maya.

“I needed to think,” I said. The travel had been nerve-wracking. We had to be worried about blundering into an adventuring squad to get here. The wildhounds might be skilled at sneaking, but I wasn’t them.

“God, look at the statues,” Maya muttered.

There were statues all about the valley. Petrified dwarves huddled in fear. “Object lessons. I really, really hate these twins more and more.” I glanced around. “Look, there are the gorgon and the red cap. Ziamili’s companions. They must also stick around to remind the dwarves what happens if they are disobedient. The red cap probably drags the dwarves to the gorgon so she could look into their eyes.”

“No, not those statues,” said Maya. “Look at the fortress. You can see where the wall’s not finished. There are statues of the twins in them. Big ones. They’ve had the dwarves erect monuments of themselves.”

“Egos,” I said. “They probably think they’re gods or something, too. Get the dwarves to worship them and all that shit.”

“Yeah,” Maya said. Then she glanced at me. “I have an idea. Oh, it’s such a dumb one, too. I can’t believe I’m even thinking it.”

I frowned as she explained it to me. I had a lot of objections, but Maya was adamant that she and the monster girls could do it. It sickened me, but I was the only one there that had a problem with it. And it would be what we needed to get the attack started.

It meant I had to return to my dungeon and prepare. It had to be perfect to receive our guests.

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A week later, we were ready to execute. I had returned to my dungeon alone. That was the one part that Maya and the other monster girls couldn’t talk me out of. They wanted me to take Baaghi back, but Maya’s plan would require every monster girl she could get her hands upon.

It was a lonely few days traveling home, but I was just a human now. No one who passed me would think I was anything other than an adventurer in my robes and armor and with my spear. I wasn’t one of the dangerous dungeon builders. I stayed in inns and ate the local food.

It wasn’t as good as my mother’s food.

Once I was home, the preparations were underway. Maya had been refining her plan while I sent her additional wildhounds to aid her. She had the entire pack with her now. They were lurking in the woods, ready to pounce.

My dungeon was ready to repel the attack that would come. Though the twins had Level Two magics like me, I had a feeling they knew another way to travel fast. This world had magic. There were artifacts and wizards. The dwarves might have their own knowledge of it. I had to be ready that the counterattack would come swiftly.

“Maya, we’re ready,” I said. “You sure you want to do this?”

“I don’t mind dying,” Maya said. “Just be ready to wake me back up and greet me with kisses.”

“That I will,” I said, standing in my vault before the Void Crystal. The black gem hummed away, Souleen sitting on it. She fidgeted. She could feel the tension in the air. Today would be a long, long day.

“Execute it, Maya,” I sent.

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Maya shivered at the words. She, the wildhounds, Damhanalla, and Baaghi had figured out the particulars of her plan over the last week of hiding and skulking in the brush overlooking the valley. During the night, they had infiltrated into the castle itself, sneaking in through cover, and now were peering out of one of the supply buildings.

Inside the castle, the gorgon and red cap were in charge. There were a few orcs that guarded one building inside the fortress. The armory as far as they could tell. The dwarves who guarded the prisoners went in there to turn in or receive their weapons during their shift. That was a crucial step to the plan that Maya had come up with.

“Damhanalla, are you in position?” the undine sent.

“The red cap doesn’t know I’m above here,” the arachne answered. The spider girl was adept at ambushes.

“Take her.”

Maya swallowed. She had never imagined in her life that she would be leading a commando-style raid of monster girls to free dwarven slaves. It was insane, but this was her life. She knew she would be called upon due to other such tasks in the future.

Leo was almost alone against the world. Only Fuegin seemed to be his friend, and that man scared the undine. He was powerful. That much was clear. He had his own kingdom. That meant he was dangerous. He had been around for a while, too. He had killed Halia’s father.

“Red cap is neutralized,” reported the arachne. That was important. The red cap was a monster girl that was a skilled fighter. She was Ziamili’s metal companion, absolutely loyal to the dungeon builder who brought her to this world.

A lover and confident.

Now she was bound in webbing and kept from interfering.

“Moving to the armory,” Damhanalla said.

Maya peered out the window again, her stomach clenching. This next part would be deadly. They had to time it just right. The Twins would react, but if they were fast, the dwarves might have their chance to be free.

I hope so, Maya thought, the waters of her body rippling from her nervousness.

“Ready,” Damhanalla thought.

Maya glanced to the armory. The pair of green-skinned orcs stood before the doors. Amazonian monster girls who were strong and sexy. They held spears, looking ready to stop with force any dwarf who tried to enter unauthorized.

“Attack!” Maya shouted.

The wildhounds burst out of the building and charged across the courtyard. Dwarves shouted in alarm. Their overseers gasped as the monster girls raced past them and shot straight for the gorgon. Behind them, Baaghi loped, roaring with her feline fury.

Maya went out last. She rushed to the armory. A dwarven overseer gasped at the sight of her and then lowered his spear. He rammed it at her. The weapon plunged at her flesh, but she was made of water. She opened a hole in her the spear shot through harmlessly. She grabbed the weapon and wrenched it out of his hand.

Then she hit the squat dwarf across the head with it.

The haft broke. The dwarf didn’t so much as grunt. He just swung fists at her. He stuck her ripping surface. The impact knocked her back a pace. It didn’t hurt, but it felt odd having waves rippling over her watery flesh.

“I don’t have time for this,” she snarled and thrust the spear for the dwarf’s leg. She wanted to disable him.

He grabbed the haft, stopping the point from penetrating his thigh. Then he wrenched the weapon from her grasp. She gasped and then just cursed. She darted past him as he turned the weapon around. She broke into a sprint, ignoring him.

Damhanalla had one of the orcs tangled up in webbing and then had fallen on the other, but that orc had drawn her sword. The arachne blocked with her front set of legs, her chitin armoring her more vulnerable flesh. Her boobs bounced and heaved as she fought.

The gorgon roared. The wildhounds snarled in savage fury. One of them had no chance. Three of them would lose. But seven and a rakshasa tore down the gorgon. She was on the ground being ripped to pieces.

Her death would let the twins know that they were under attack.

Maya reached the armory. The orc slashed his sword at Damhanalla. The arachne raised her right front leg. The blade struck it hard, biting into the black chitin. The arachne gasped as blackish blood spurted out of the wound. The orc grinned.

“Going to cut you, spider, and watch your legs twitch,” spat the orc, her breasts heaving in her metal bikini.

Maya grew herself at the sword arm. She grabbed the arm and held on tight, her watery hands gripping the orc’s sword arm. The orc growled, struggling to swing her sword and strike down the arachne again.

“Get her!” Maya shouted, fighting to hold tight. The orc headbutted Maya.

Her vision distorted as waves washed across her head. She shook it and kept holding on, but her grip was slipping. The orc was so strong. Maya didn’t have extra strength as an undine. She wasn’t good at fighting.

Damhanalla’s head snapped down. She buried her fangs into the orc’s throat and bit her. She was a spider girl. So, of course, she was poisonous. The orc screamed in pain as the venom churned through her veins.

She collapsed with foam bubbling out of her mouth. Damhanalla turned and wrenched open the doors to the armory.

Maya smiled and darted in. She grabbed a handful of spears and carried them back out. She spotted a group of dwarven slaves. She threw the weapons at them, a big smile on her face. “Fight for your freedom! Fight to defeat the twins!”

One of the dwarfs picked up a spear. The overseer who had tried to stop Maya now shouted at them. He marched on them, holding his spear in his left hand, and drew a flogger from his belt. He shouted at them.

The dwarves, all powerfully built males, snagged up the spears. They were young and angry. They had beards of browns and reds that made them look fierce. Maya winced as they attacked the overseer and rammed spears through his body.

Maya swallowed. The dwarves didn’t get to come back. They would die for good. The overseer gurgled and then he went still, his body ripped open by the three spears that had rammed into him. The liberated dwarves saw her standing before the armory.

“It’s yours,” she said.

Overseers across the courtyard were shouting. They knew that things would get worse. Maya glanced at Damhanalla. She grinned at the Undine, her compound eyes reflecting Maya’s pensive expression a dozen different times across the dark facets.

“Let’s go!” Maya shouted to Baaghi and the wildhounds. Maya pointed to the entrance into the mountain. A grand affair flanked by the statues. “They’ll be pouring out of there any moment.”

This was the suicidal part of the plan. The part that Leo had objected to the most. But it was okay if they died. Maya and the others were expendable. They could come back. Their bodies were magical constructs. Nothing more.

Dwarves flooded into the armory to begin their liberation as Maya led the monster girls to the entrance. They set up to fight the orcs, basilisks, unicorns, and yuki-onna that would be pouring out to put down the dwarves.

The longer Maya and her monster girls held out, the better chances the dwarves had at their rebellion. She didn’t think they would succeed, but she had given them a chance to win their freedom today.

If they succeeded, they would force the Twins to retreat into their dungeon. Weakened them. Made them easy for Leo to assault with his forces. If they failed…

Am I condemning these dwarves to die for nothing, Maya wondered as the first wave of the Twins’ monster girls burst out of the dungeon.

She crouched by the entrance to the dungeon. Damhanalla crawled up the stone facade, carved with intricate scrollwork. She crouched to jump. Baaghi pressed against the wall on the other side of the opening. The wildhounds crouched low, ready to pounce and charge. The clang of metal echoed then the first of the orcs burst out with weapons drawn.

Maya threw herself at the first one. She pressed her watery face to the front of the orc and flowed around the monster girl’s features. She smothered her, drowning the monster girl. It only took two inches of water to drown a human.

Maya had heard that somewhere.

When that water could cover a person’s face, directed by a will, there was no stopping it.
The orc thrashed and stumbled, Maya holding on. There were only a few ways she could be hurt. Fire, ice, electricity, and thunder. Things that disrupted her liquid form in ways that weapons couldn’t. She knew the pain of ice.

The yuki-onna were her biggest threats.

The other orcs fought. One was already wrapped up in webbing and another pinned by Damhanalla. Baaghi ripped the throat out of one of the orcs while the wildhounds jumped in twos and threes on the others.

Swords flashed.

Nos was the first one today, her head spinning off her shoulders. Maya shuddered and averted her gaze from the sight of the innocent face. The orcs were dying, too, melting away. Hela went down. Then Ci before the first wave of monster girls was down. All save the orc that Maya drowned.

She stumbled and then collapsed. Not long after, her body melted away. Maya shuddered. She liked being an undine, but this was not something she ever wanted to do, but more monster girls were running up. The next wave.

The dwarves were fighting back against their overseers. Some of them were yanking down the statues of the Twins. Their anger resounded through the courtyard of the half-completed fortress. They were fighting back. They were stopping the enemy.

Cold swept over Maya. She turned to see the yuki-onna and the unicorns. A horn rammed through Du’s body. Damhanalla webbed a yuki-onna, but she froze the spider silk and broke free. Beyond them, marched a blonde and busty woman with skin as pale as frost. She had blue eyes that were as gold as glacial ice.

She had the look of a warrior woman. Someone deadly and dangerous. Maya knew this was Led’s Ice companion. A valkyrie. She rushed through the other monster girls, a blade of ice flashing in her hand, and swung it at Maya.

The undine flowed from the attack. The valkyrie, wearing an icy bikini-style armor, roared with fury. Her face twisted with rage. The blade hissed through the air. Maya dodged back. She undulated her body, she twisted to escape that weapon.

But it caught her in the side. She gasped as the cold spread. The ice crystals grew in her. The other monster girls were fighting and dying. The dwarves were shouting. A statue crashed to the ground behind Maya. A great roar of triumph.

Pain twisted her guts. The valkyrie grabbed her by the throat. She glared into her eyes. “Tell that coward that we’ll be coming for him. He will pay for what he did.”

Maya couldn’t answer, the ice spreading through her throat and up into her head. She screamed in agony unending as the freeze spread over he ahead and then—

She slept. Souleen hummed to her a motherly lullaby. The pain melted away. There was no hurt. She was at peace. Safe. She relaxed, letting Souleen hug her. The motherly woman’s breasts pressed into Maya’s. Lips kissed her as she dreamed.

“Maya!” Leo called to her. “Maya!”

She gasped as Souleen let her go. Then she was flowing. The world swirled with darkness and then she appeared standing next to Leo in the vault. She panted, looking around the room. Five of the wildhounds were already here. Then Damhanalla spun out of the shadows in the corner. The arachne stretched her back.

“They fought hard, Lord Leo,” said Damhanalla.

“That pissed them off,” Maya said, guilt twisting through her. She hadn’t thought about what would happen to the dwarves if their rebellion failed. “We’ll know soon if the dwarves succeeded.”

Leo nodded. He had dispatched one other monster girl. A satyr lurked in the woods. Khur would watch and wait, ready to end her own life and come home with the last warning if the uprising failed. She would be their canary, singing out if there was any danger.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

I hugged Maya after the last of the monster girls were conjured. Baaghi had held out the longest. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered to Maya, her watery from quivering against my naked body. “I didn’t want you to suffer.”

“It hurt,” she said, staring up at me. “But we were doing it for us. For our family.”

“That’s right, Lord Leo,” Baaghi purred. She was a former companion to Jindag who now served me. “We pissed them off. I tore off that valkyrie’s head before I died. What we did today was worth the pain.”

“Yes,” Damhanalla said. The arachne lifted her right front leg and ran her hands over her chitin. “We are whole and hale. The hurts we suffered are already fading from our memories.”

“Yeah,” Maya said. She stared up at me. “So you can relax, you big perv. We’re fine. It sucked, it did, but we’re resilient.”

I swallowed. “You sure? What you did can leave scars.”

Maya pressed her face into my chest. “I’m just worried about the dwarves. We armed them. I don’t think it’ll be enough. The twins managed to enslave them once.”

“You don’t know that,” I told her. “They might succeed. They deserved to try, didn’t they? You didn’t make them take up the spear. You just gave them the opportunity to.”

“Still.” Maya shuddered. “It feels like we’re just using them. Leo. That can’t be right, can it?”

I stared into her liquid eyes. “I really don’t know.”

I kissed my best friend. I planted my lips on her. My hands slid down to cup her watery ass. I squeezed her butt-cheeks. I kneaded her and pulled her tight against me. My cock throbbed against her hot flesh. My tongue danced through her mouth.

She felt so wonderful against me. She was just a delight. My fingers gripped her rump. I kneaded her with passion. I held her against me, so glad that she was back in my arms. Our tongues danced together.

Her thighs slid around my waist. Her wet pussy rubbed on my hardening cock. I knew that they would want comfort, my monster girls. They deserved it. Maya humped against me. She rubbed her hot vulva up and down my cock.

Then her watery flesh slid around my cock. I groaned as her cunt held me tight. She gripped my hips and worked her thighs from side to side. She stirred her cunt around my cock. Pleasure rushed down my dick.

She massaged me with her juicy pussy.

“Mmm, Lord Leo,” purred Baaghi.

The rakshasa licked at my balls. I groaned as she bathed my nuts with her tongue. It was amazing to feel. I shuddered as she soaked my nuts with her saliva. My fingers dug into my undine’s rump. I held her tight, loving every moment of her pussy working up and down my cock.

“Lord Leo!” yipped the wildhounds.

Du and Ci were kissing to my right, the sisters locked in an incestuous embrace. They were grinding cunts on the other’s thighs. On the other side, Marwo and Cysgo were sixty-nining, feasting on their sister’s cunt with such hunger. Damhanalla moaned as she had Hela and Gwyllt sucking on her nipples while Nos was licking at the spider-girl’s pussy, feasting on that snatch.

I shuddered at the sounds of passion echoing around the vault. These islands of pleasure kept back the stresses of the world. My women needed to love each other. I had to love them, too. I had to swim with my mermaids and romp with my oozes. I had to fuck my quetzalcoatl’s and bugger my werebears. Nursing from satyrs and loving my will o’ wisps. They all deserved pleasure for their sacrifices.

For their love and devotion to me.

Maya pumped her hips, working her pussy up and down my cock. Her rippling flesh rubbed against my body, her breasts pillowing into my chest. I kissed my best friend with such hunger. With all my passion.

I loved her. Loved them all.

“Mmm, Lord Leo,” Baaghi purred, her tongue bathing my balls again. She flicked them. Her rough tongue slid over my nuts. “Just give Maya your cum.”

“All your cum,” Damhanalla groaned. “Ooh, you wicked hounds. Yes, yes, suck on big sis arachne’s tits and pussy.”

The wildhounds all saw the arachnes as their figurative big sisters while Garnet was their little sister. It was so hot hearing the pleasure in my arachne’s voice as the wildhounds suckled at her buds.

Baaghi’s tongue had that rough, feline quality to it that was surprisingly stimulating on my balls. I groaned as I savored every lick and lap. The pleasure shot up to my cock buried in Maya’s watery pussy.

Her cunt rippled around my dick in strange ways. Waves flowed through her body. I could feel them rolling across her skin. They were everywhere in her liquid flesh. I pumped away at her, holding her light body tight.

“Lord Leo,” Souleen cooed. “Ooh, Lord Leo, fuck her hard. That’s so hot. I can feel the passion.”

Maya broke the kiss and gasped, “Such passion. That torch I’ve been burning for you since we were kids.”

I grinned at her. “I hope the other me and the other you and can figure this out.”

“Me, too,” she moaned, joy spilling over her watery features. “But we’re together. There’s a version of us that have become happy.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, slamming into her cunt.

The warmth of her twat, the silky embrace, brought me closer and closer to cumming. My nuts, being so wonderfully bathed by my rakshasa, brimmed with all the cum I would fire into her cunt. I would flood her snatch. Just pump her full of all my spunk.

I grunted and groaned. I hammered her twat with powerful strokes. I fucked into her hard and fast, loving the way she gripped me with her tight twat. It was incredible. Such a delight. She moaned, her body undulating with larger ripples. The waves flowing through her grew stronger.

I churned up her body.

I grinned at that.

“What?” she moaned.

“You’re just so sexy,” I groaned, the pressure at the tip of my cock building and building.”

“You better believe it!” she moaned. “Mmm, yes, yes, that’s why you brought me here, you big perv. Wanted my sexy bod.”

“Yes!” I gasped, squeezing her rump.

I was so close to cumming in her. I slammed hard into her, holding her tight. She clung to me, her arms and legs wrapped tight about my body. She held me with such a fierce passion. I groaned, my dick throbbing in the depths of her cunt. I couldn’t take much more of this.

She kissed me again and squealed into it. Her pussy convulsed in a new way. Not waves rippling but flesh spasming with delight. I groaned as her juicy cunt sucked at my dick. I drew back my hips, her flesh rippling around me.

I groaned and buried back into her. I fucked into her hard and fast. I slammed to the hilt in her, my balls smacking into her flesh. She moaned as I did that. Her body quivered in my embrace, her cunt nursing at my dick.

I broke the kiss, gasping, “Maya!”

I came.

My nuts, bathed by Baaghi’s tongue, spurted blast after blast of jizz into my undine’s pussy. I flooded her cunt with my seed. She moaned while the wildhounds and my arachne all groaned and moaned and yipped their pleasure.

“God, Leo!” moaned Maya. “That cum.”

“That naughty cunt!” I groaned, pleasure hammering my mind. “Such a perv!”

“Uh-huh!” she moaned as she milked my cock.

Each blast of cum into her rippling snatch sent rapture blazing through me. I held her tight, her body shuddering and thrashing, waves washing over her flesh. I loved how they massaged my chest, her tits expanding and contracting. It was all so incredible to hold my undine as we shared our pleasure.

I fired the last of my cum into her body. The pleasure melted into euphoria. I groaned, so glad that I had my Maya back. That my wildhounds were here. I panted, Maya groaning. She stared into my eyes and winked at me.

I grinned at her.

Then she slid off my cock. I didn’t pull out of her pussy, her watery flesh just flowed around it until her feet were on the ground. She stepped back, Baaghi licking up my balls to my cock now. I shuddered at the sight of my white cum filling up Maya’s pussy. I could see the shape of her twat through her flesh, outlined by my spunk.

Baaghi’s rough tongue reached my dick’s tip. She flicked across the crown. I groaned, pleasure shooting down to my balls. A shudder ran through my body. Her tiger ears flicked and her whiskers twitched. A naughty gleam shone in her feline eyes.

“Maya, lie down,” I said, “Baaghi’s hungry for cum. She needs it right now.”

“I do, Lord Leo,” purred the rakshasa. She looked so delicious with her tiger head and feminine body. Her swarthy flesh was delicious, that red-brown of India. Her striped tail swished behind her in play.

Maya sank to the floor, her legs spread. The wildhounds were yipping and barking as some of them were cumming. Damhanalla’s moans echoed through the room. She gave Nos a delicious treat of pussy cream.

Baaghi turned to kneel between Maya’s thighs. The rakshasa’s tail found my dick. The fuzzy appendage wrapped around my cock. I groaned at the teasing massage. I shuddered, the heat building and building in my nuts.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” I groaned as the stiff hairs rubbed along the crown of my dick. “Makes me want to fuck you, Baaghi.”

“That would be wonderful, Lord Leo,” she purred.

“Mmm, fuck her ass,” moaned Maya. “Sodomize her.”

“Yes!” The rakshasa’s tail stroked faster up and down my cock.

I grinned and took a step forward. I fell to my knees, my cock sliding out of the tail’s fury grasp. I shuddered, loving hat caress. I grabbed my cock and aimed it at her butt-cheeks. I parted them and smiled at the puckered hold just waiting to be filled. Her tail swished, playfully caressing over my chest.

I pushed my cock against her asshole. Her tail stiffened for a moment, her purrs growing louder. Then her tail slid back and forth across my chest faster. I groaned at the massaging touch as her sphincter surrendered to my cock.

I popped into her bowels and groaned as I sank deeper and deeper into her flesh. It was an incredible delight to enjoy. I shuddered as inch after inch of my dick vanished into her anal sheath. It was an incredible treat.

My back arched as I bottomed out in her. My dick throbbed in her bowels. The tip of her bushy tail tickled the bottom of my chin and the hollow of my throat. Tiger ears twitched as she feasted on my undine.

It was such a gorgeous sight.

I grinned and drew back my hips. She clutched her asshole around my cock, massaging me. I loved that wonderful, massaging pressure of my monster girl’s loving flesh. I slammed back into Baaghi’s asshole.

She growled into Maya’s cunt.

I pumped away at my rakshasa’s asshole while watching my undine squirming about on the ground. My best friend’s face twisted and rippled with her pleasure. Waves of delight washed along her azure flesh, her round boobs undulating. She bucked and gasped, savoring that rough tongue licking all my cum out of her twat.

It was incredible.

“Damn, Baaghi, enjoy that cunt!” I groaned.

“Oh, she is!” moaned Maya. “Just enjoying my naughty, pervy cunt. Mmm, got that tongue deep in me. Just licking out every bit of me.”

“Good,” I groaned and pumped away at Baaghi’s asshole. I slammed to the hilt in her, loving the way her asshole clung to my dick. It was incredible to enjoy. It was fantastic. I loved every thrust. Every plunge. It was incredible to enjoy.

A big grin split my lips as I fucked away at her. I pounded her. I slammed my cock to the hilt in her and loved how she moaned. How she groaned. I thrust with hard strokes. Powerful plunges. This was a heady rush to bugger her hard.

Her tail slashed across my chest. I savored the ticklish feeling as I buggered my rakshasa. I savored every stroke into her asshole. Her flesh gripped me, swelling that ache at the tip of my cock. It was fantastic.

The monster girls were shifting partners. Nos was sitting on Damhanalla’s shoulders, grinding her cunt to the arachne’s hungry mouth. Her legs shifted, clicking on the tiles. Before her Hela, Gwyllt, Cysgo, and Ci were in a daisy chain, the sisters all feasting on each other’s cunts in a circle of incestuous bliss. The last two wildhounds, Du and Marwo, were tribbing their cunts together, their small breasts jiggling and doggy ears twitching.

“Yes, yes, yes, rub that cunt on me,” moaned Du as she humped into her sister’s snatch.

It was such a hot delight to witness. I loved it as I buggered Baaghi. I plunged hard into her asshole while she devoured Maya’s cunt. All my cum had to be licked out of my best friend by now, leaving Baaghi just to enjoy all of Maya’s sweet delight.

My hands slid up Baaghi’s body to find her round breasts. I squeezed those lush mounds as I fucked to the hilt in the rakshasa’s asshole. I slammed into her bowels again and again. I loved the way she gripped me. Held me. I savored that naughty delight about my cock.

It was intense.

Delicious.

I groaned, my cock throbbing and aching as I fucked her hard and fast. I pounded her bowels. I reamed out her ass. I grunted and groaned, my balls smacking into her hot flesh. Her asshole clung to me. Massaged me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, squeezing her tits. “That’s good. That is fucking good!”

“It is!” Baaghi purred, her tail swishing back and forth across my chest. I loved the teasing feel. “I’m going to cum on your dick, Lord Leo!”

“Yes, yes, cum on his cock,” gasped Maya. “And keep licking my pussy and…” A big wave washed through her azure flesh. Every bit of her rippled, even her nipples. “That’s good. Yes, yes, you’re going to make me cum.”

“Make her cum!” I growled, plowing into my rakshasa’s asshole. I slammed into her bowels with such force. I hit her hard and fast. I plowed to the hilt in her again and again. Her flesh squeezed about me, massaging me. “Then cum yourself!”

“Yes, Lord Leo!” purred the rakshasa.

The rumbling sound of feline passion rose from Baaghi’s throat. Her bowels clenched down around me while Maya shuddered. She humped against the monster girl, tits waving and bouncing. Her face contorted.

Then she squealed in delight. I knew that she was cumming. The pleasure swept through her body. it was so obvious that she was gasping and moaning. It was an incredible sight to witness. I groaned, loving every second of watching her writhing through her bliss.

“Oh, Baaghi, yes!” Maya moaned.

“Mmm, so good,” growled the rakshasa, her asshole clenching on my dick.

I slammed to the hilt in her asshole. Baaghi yowled and her tail stiffened. Then the end twitched while her bowels writhed around my cock. I groaned as I drew back through the convulsing heaven of her anal sheath.

“That’s it, Baaghi!” I growled and slammed to the hilt in her asshole. “That’s your reward. You were amazing today.”

“She was!” squealed Maya.

I erupted in my monster girl’s bowels.

The rakshasa’s tail caressed my chest as her asshole milked my cock. I groaned, bucking through my pleasure. The ecstasy swept over me. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest as I pumped load after load of cum into her bowels.

“Fuck, yes!” I growled, my cum spurting again and again into her asshole.

Her flesh milked my cock in that exciting way. I groaned through the bliss, spurting again and again into her bowels. The pleasure slammed into my mind. It was exquisite. Amazing. Stars exploded across my vision.

They twinkled as I hit the peak of my ecstasy. I squeezed Baaghi’s breasts as I hit the peak of my pleasure. I unloaded the last of my cum into my naughty rakshasa’s asshole. I groaned and swayed there, my heart pounding in my chest.

“Damn, that was good,” I groaned. “Baaghi, you are wonderful. Exquisite.

“You are,” cooed Maya.

“Lord Leo!” yipped Hela. My first wildhound threw herself at me.

I gasped as she knocked me on my back with her enthusiasm. She licked at my face, her tongue bathing me. Then her lips, coated in her sister’s spicy pussy cream, met mine. She kissed me with hunger while I heard the moans and barks of the others.

They needed to be loved, too.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Two days later, Khur’s warning came.

“Master, they have gathered all their monster girls in the courtyard,” announced Khur.

The dwarven rebellion had not lasted long. The Twins had quickly pacified them. The trusted dwarven overseers were even more brutal in their reprisal. Every dwarf caught with a weapon was petrified.

At least once I killed Ziamili, I could restore them to life. I could make right what had happened to these dwarves. It was important to focus on the good that I was doing, not just the selfish desire to kill the man who had, ultimately, hurt Halia.

“The Twins are in the middle,” continued Khur. “They’re holding a scroll.”

“Like the one I used to ask Fuegin to meet?” I asked.

“I guess. They’re…” Khur trailed off. “They all just vanished. There was a pop and a rush of air and they were just gone. I… I’m killing myself.”

I rushed to the Void Crystal. The plan was ready. We were prepared for the Twins’ assault. I had readied the perfect room in the dungeon. I grabbed the stone and felt Khur already slumbering in there. I would have to reward her once we survived the day.

I awakened her and then I moved all the monster girls into position. I was the only one I couldn’t move around the dungeon. I had to rush through my entire dungeon to get into position. I swallowed, hoping the room we made would be enough.

Before I made it to the elevator, the alarm blared: intruders in the dungeon.

The elevator whisked me down to the main floor of the dungeon. I burst off the magical lift and rushed to the throne room. I burst out to see them streamlined for the assault to come. Red dots poured through the initial labyrinth. Full of pit traps and lightning blast, it would just slow them down. I didn’t expect to do much good.

I abandoned the map, my robe flapping behind me. I crossed the room and ran down the hallway to the guard room where Paanee, Baaghi, and Usiku were normally stationed. It was empty. I turned to the right and headed for the battle room.

I had prepared it especially for this moment. I had readied it for the enemy to walk in and be assaulted by my monster girls from all sides. They were all in positions. Ready to attack and destroy the Twins and their army.

The hallway led to a balcony. Only two people were waiting for me here: my mother and my little sister. Garnet whirled to face me and had an excited grin on her face. She was naked save for her thigh-high boots. Her small tits quivered. Her demon tail swished behind her with her excitement. Her black pigtails swayed. My mother was even more naked not even having the boots. Her large, wood-brown breasts swayed, milk beading at her nipples.

“Excited?” I asked her, shocked by the milk.

“Yeah,” she said and then picked up my breastplate.

I held out my arms and my two monster girls strapped me in. They both worked with care, Mom smiling and my little sister grinning. They strapped the silver armor on tight and then stepped back from me.

“Kweh, heh, heh,” Garnet laughed as she stared at me. “You’re going to be amazing today. This is it. This is the moment we’ve been waiting for. They’re going to pay.”

“Yeah!” I said and stared out at the empty room.

It was as long as a football field and completely empty. A single door entered it at the far end, a group of green vines growing above it. Not a single one of my monster girls could be seen. I took my spear from my mother and stared at the door at the far end. I didn’t know how far along the twins were, but I could feel them coming closer and closer.

“This is it, big bro!” Garnet declared. She jumped up onto the railing of the balcony and looked out at the long, rectangular room. “Kweh, heh, heh, this is where we kick their evil butts! We’re going to win! Going to kick some ass.”

I wished I had her confidence. But I had to fake it. I had to show all my monster girls that I was the leader. That I was in charge. I rolled my shoulders and stepped up beside her. My spear’s tip crackled with lightning. I gazed out at the room and then at the door.

They were moving through the traps. They probably were disabling them but, hopefully, they’d lose monster girls. They had to be afraid of an ambush, wondering why all my monster girls weren’t in the labyrinth.

They would be confused by that. It shouldn’t make any sense to them. I rolled my shoulders and stood between my little sister and mother. She was calm, her face serene, surrounded by her leafy-green hair. She had a beatific smile on her face. I drew strength from that.

“Come on,” I muttered. “Show your ugly faces. Fucking sons of bitches.” The anger for Halia swelled in me. That need for vengeance swelled in me even stronger than the hatred I’d felt for Jindag.

That cocksucker made me mad for taking those village girls to rape and breed them. This was a personal anger. I loved Halia, and she stood as a statue, imprisoned in stone. I didn’t know if she dreamed or was in pain or—

I took calming breaths. I had to be in control here. The Twins were coming.

A boom echoed around the room. I stared at the door. They were outside. The door shook again. The vines above curled. Restless. Ready to strike. One more blow to the door and they burst open. The enemy monster girls and their leaders flooded in.

It was a mix of green-skinned orcs in their metal armor, prancing unicorns with their deadly horns, blue-scaled basilisks with their foul breath, and icy yuki-onna with their glacial touch. And in the midst of them strode the Twins. I stood on the balcony and stared at them. For a moment, time froze as I drank them in.

They were so different from each other. One was a tall and slender man with frosty blue hair. He held an icy ax in his hand and only pants, his chest bare and hairy as a bear. The other was wearing armor. A full set of metal plate. Breastplate, shoulder pads, and protection for his legs. Only his hairy arms were left bare and his face. His skin wasn’t the pale beige of a Caucasian like me or his brother. They were gray. Not uniform, but streaks of various hues. He looked made of stone and had no weapons in his hands, just fists.

He had magic active on him. Earth magic.

“Just you and two of your sluts?” snarled the slender twin. That was Led. He lifted his ax and pointed at me. “You have balls, I will—”

The vines above the door struck.

The slithering tendrils of green shot down and began wrapping around the flood of monster girls pouring into the room. They were fast and efficient. I couldn’t help but smirk as they thrust into the midst and wrapped about the torsos of orcs and unicorns, yuki-onna and basilisks. The Level Two monster girls twisted and snarled, but arms were seized. Limbs restrained. The orcs slashed swords and the basilisks clawed at their bonds.

Ziamili ripped his arm free of the mess and pushed his brother forward out of the trap while the monster girls behind them snarled and hissed. The red cap, her big breasts heaving, ducked beneath. A sword flashed in the red cap’s hand. A shiny blade of silver that she hacked before her, carving through the veins and bursting to safety.

The vines yanked monster girls seized up into the air. Unicorns whinnied, their hoofed legs kicking. Frost spilled from the yuki-onna. Basilisks spewed their noxious breath over the vines but the petrification did nothing. They were magical traps, not real living creatures. The orcs cursed, struggling to swing weapons.

In all, two unicorns, three orcs, three basilisks, and four yuki-onna were captured.

“Cock-sucker!” Ziamili yelled. He stood clear of the vines by his brother, Their monster girls around them out of reach of the vines. “Is that all you do? Attack us with traps!”

He went to charge but his brother caught his stony wrist and held him back. Ziamili glared at Led while my sister burst into mocking laughter. Her “Kweh, heh, heh!” echoed through the room, her wings rustling. Ziamili jerked to break free of his brother’s grip.

“Smerta, cut them down,” Led growled.

“Lord,” the valkyrie said. She was the Ice companion. A blonde and busty woman, athletic and deadly. Her skin was white as snow. Ice spread on the ground where she stood. She whirled, a blade of crystalline frost in hand, and rushed to cut those caught free. Vines surged at her, but her blade was a blur of death.

“What do you wish us to do,” said a fairy who fluttered in the air above the others. She must be the Light companion. She had pink and purple butterfly wings that thrust out from her back. She giggled, a wand of wood in her hand that motes of light sparked from.

She looked like a kindred spirit to Garnet.

“We kill him!” Ziamili snarled.

“Wait!” growled Led. “Look at this room.”

“Wait?” I shouted in disgust, realizing I couldn’t let them plan. “I’m waiting for you. Been waiting for you. I’ve been thinking about this. Just dreaming of it. I’m going to fuck all your monster girls. I can’t wait for your gorgon’s hot mouth to be sliding down my dick.”

The gorgon stood near Ziamili, the snakes for hairs writhing around her head. They all hissed at me in fury.

“And that red cap hottie, I bet she’s going to love giving me a titty fuck!”

The red cap, naked save for her namesake, glared at me. Her cap had a white rim to it. The red… was a dye. No, it had a gleam to it. Fresh blood. Maya had recognized her as a monster from Irish mythology. A fairy of the battlefields who dipped her cap in the blood of those slain by violence. The Metal companion.

“Yeah, she’s going to love pleasing my dick.”

“They’re going to be our sluts!” Garnet shouted. She turned around and smacked her ass at the enemy. “Kweh, heh, heh!”

Ziamili shouted something in Russian, fury on his granite face. Then he charged out into the room. The basilisks and orcs surged out after him, the red cap and gorgon on his heels. Led cursed and waved his arm. The unicorns and yuki-onna surged into the attack. The fairy giggled and soared out over the room.

The monster girls crossed the field. I stood unconcerned, waiting for the right moment. There were two levers I had here. Easy to flip. They set off specialized “traps.” My heart beat faster and faster as the horde of monster girls rushed across the battlefield, spreading out across the room. Though the unicorns had gotten a late start, they were catching up with the orcs and basilisks, racing fast. They were all staring at me on my balcony.

“Now,” my mother suggested.

They were all spread out across the room.

I flipped the first switch.

Four square sections of the floor opened. Monster girls screamed as they dropped not into vast pits, which would have taken too much magical energy to build a pit trap that immense, but into the water. The water swarming with my mermaids, my oozes, my hippocampus, and Maya. The red cap gasped as she plunged in with six orcs, five unicorns, four basilisks, and six yuki-onna. The gorgon almost was lost but threw herself off of it. Ziamili stumbled to a halt and looked at the sections that had reduced his attacking force.

Led, at the back, shook his head in frustration.

Then I flipped the second switch.

Along the length of the room, walls fell outward to reveal hidden chambers where my monster girls were all waiting. Usiku, Paanee, and the wildhounds on one side. Baaghi, the satyrs, and the werebears to the south. They charged with roars of fury. From new balconies revealed, the will o’ wisps stepped into sight with Lana on one. Their lightning instantly fired down at the enemy monster girls not caught in the pit traps. The quetzalcoatls soared out of holes in the ceiling, their rainbow-feathered wings spread wide. Lightning crackled along their teeth. They swept down and breathed their own death. From silk strands, the arachne descended from the same holes to attack the enemy.

My monster girls fell on theirs. Hela jumped on an orc. Two of my satyrs slammed into another orc. Bhaaloo the werebear charged at a unicorn. Du and Nos pounced on another unicorn. Sreaga the arachne fell on a basilisk, her spidery legs were wrapping around her. Damhanalla descended on another yuki-onna while he gorgon’s snake hairs hissed as Paanee spat a volley of green acid at her. The gorgon dodged. In the air, the fairy fluttered and danced as two of my quetzalcoatl, Gyvate and Sparnas, spat lightning at her. Light burst from the fairy’s wand.

Usiku and Baaghi launched themselves at Ziamili. Shadow swords blocked by granite arms. Then his fist punched my rakshasa hard in the head, throwing her to the side. Chaos erupted beneath. It was impossible to follow.

I began casting my spells while Led… Led still stood by the entrance, his valkyrie busy hacking free the captured monster girls. I drew in a deep breath. The battle was on. This was it. All our forces versus theirs.

Was it a mistake not to replace my low-level monster girls? No, no, I wouldn’t believe that. My will o’ wisps, satyrs, wildhounds, oozes, and mermaids would not let me down.

To be continued…

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