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Chapter Eight

“And this is the plant room,” Garnet said. “I think Leo calls it the Overgrown room.”

Fauraliiithiliana could see why. The room was thick with vegetation. The ground was dirt covered in clovers and moss. Thick bush grew around it with sharp thorns that forced people to meander or risk getting touched. The walls and ceiling were impossible to see. They were clad in a thick growth of flowering vines. A riot of colors abandoned, the air full of so many scents that the elf’s keen nose could barely catalog.

A hundred or more spices of plants in here.

“The vines grab,” said Garnet. “They bind up intruders. Hurt them. Make them expend resources.”

“Standard trap room,” Fauraliiithiliana said, looking around. “From what I read about dungeons. Lord Leo doesn’t have a theme to his dungeon. He just uses whatever is at hand. Some really go all out, making their dungeons into fiery infernos, frigid wastelands, or dark pits.”

Garnet shrugged. “Now you don’t have to pass through this room, but it’s the fastest way through the labyrinth to the front door. And—”

From the bush to the right, which should have been impenetrable for something so big, a bear burst out. Fauraliiithiliana screamed in fright as the big, black hulk loomed over her, snarling at her. Spittle flew from the wide mouth full of jagged teeth.

The elf’s ears vibrated in fright. She stumbled and then fell on her ass on the soft loam as the bear’s roar kept echoing through the place. Then it fell onto all four, the ground thudding from the weight. The fearsome beast lunged at her, paws planted on either side of her hips. It menaced with a snarl, lips curled back to show off those fangs. Golden eyes stared down at her with bestial fury.

Fauraliiithiliana whimpered.

“Oh, stop that!” Garnet shouted. “Bad Garjan!”

“B-bad Garjan?” Fauraliiithiliana whimpered. “I… I… I’ve never… heard of… a… a… Garjan.”

“It’s my name,” the bear growled in a deep but feminine voice.

Then she blurred. She flowed, shrinking in size. Black fur melted from the bear, tan skin appearing beneath. The face shifted to that of a beautiful, young woman, the eyes still gold. Thick locks of black hair fell around her face. She had big boobs and still bared her teeth, only now it was a big and playful smile.

“W-werebear?” Fauraliiithiliana gasped, her heart racing.

“Got you!” Garjan said. She laughed, her big boobs jiggling.

“That’s so mean!” Garnet said, puffing out her cheeks. “She’s Lord Leo’s newest vassal. Don’t do mean things like that.”

“It was funny,” Garjan said. “Right, Maan.”

“Don’t drag me into this,” said another woman. She emerged from another bush, also unscathed by the thorns. She looked much like Garjan, a sister. Her big breasts jiggled. “I told you not to do it.”

“Liar.” Garjan shook her head. “She just doesn’t want to get whipped by Garnet. But I’m not afraid of her little whip.”

“Little!” Garnet sounded even more frustrated. “Ooh, you’re going to get that plump rump whipped so hard, Garjan!”

“Worth it!” the werebear purred. Then she kissed at Fauraliiithiliana’s bare stomach. Her leaf clothes were back on after the romp with the oozes. “Mmm, I’ll make it up to you, Fara.” Her warm, wet tongue licked at the elf’s navel, darting in and swirling around. “I promise.”

The elf groaned as she enjoyed that tongue dancing around in her bellybutton. It felt so naughty. And got even wickeder when the naughty werebear moved lower, kissing down to the leaf skirt that covered Fauraliiithiliana’s pussy and legs. The elf’s cunt grew wetter and wetter by the moment as the werebear pushed aside the skirt.

“Mmm, pussy,” Garjan moaned and then licked at the elf’s hairless pussy. “Mmm, your twat tastes like nectar. So sweet and yummy.”

“What does a werebear pussy taste like,” Fauraliiithiliana asked. “For my research.”

Maan straddled her head, her thick, black bush beading with her juices. She lowered her cunt to Fauraliiithiliana’s face, moaning, “Why don’t you get some first-hand experience with werebear pussy?”

The elf thought that was a wonderful idea with Garjan’s tongue licking and lapping at her cunt. Maan’s pussy sank down and smothered Fauraliiithiliana’s face in silky curls and tangy musk. The aroma was strong and wonderful, the elf savoring the bouquet of delicious monster girl pussy.

She licked through the werebear’s cunt, lapping at her twat with hunger. The thick bush tickled Fauraliiithiliana’s lips and cheeks. It was such a treat for the elf to enjoy. She thrust her tongue into that tangy depth while experiencing Garjan’s lapping.

The werebear had a rough texture to her tongue. It wasn’t unpleasant in the slightest. No, no, it feels very invigorating on my pussy. The books she would write about monster girl mating habits would grant so much insight into what were creatures normally feared.

No one knew that monster girls could be playful. Play practical jokes. Or be so affectionate.

“Kweh, heh, heh,” Garnet laughed. It was strange and unnatural but fit the playful girl. “You deserve every whipping you get!”

The air hissed.

CRACK!

Garjan gasped into Fauraliiithiliana’s pussy and licked harder. The elf could only imagine the red welt appearing across the werebear’s plump, tan ass. The elf stared at Maan’s butt-cheeks clenching and relaxing before the elf’s very eyes. She pictured the lash mark across them and licked harder at Maan’s pussy.

CRACK!

Garjan growled and thrust her tongue into Fauraliiithiliana’s pussy. The elf gasped, squeezing her cunt around that intruding tongue. It swirled around in her, the rough texture feeling amazing on her pussy. Just a wonderful treat. She savored it, pleasure spilling through her body.

She lapped at Maan’s pussy as she savored that bliss. Fauraliiithiliana licked through those wonderful folds, caressing the monster girl with her hungry tongue. Pleasure tumbled through the elf’s body, her petite form trembling and ears wiggling.

“Such a bad!”

CRACK!

“Bad!”

CRACK!

“Werebear!” shouted Garnet, punctuating her words with her whip falling.

“So bad!” Garjan growled, her voice feminine and husky.

And proud, thought the elf as that wonderful tongue licked at her pussy. She’s so proud of being bad. She revels in it. How wonderful. This excited Fauraliiithiliana to learn so much about this unknown world. No scholar but her had ever dared to study dungeon builders so up close and intimate.

Well, not intimate… Yet.

Thinking about Leo and his handsome and masculine form sent a shiver through Fauraliiithiliana. Humans were always so much more rugged and burly than elf men. They were too… delicate. They could never throw you down and fuck you hard, but humans…

Her pussy clenched around Garjan’s tongue as it swirled about. The elf whimpered into Maan’s cunt, her tongue fluttering and darting about the werebear’s tangy snatch. The elf feasted with such hunger on that yummy pussy.

CRACK!

“There!” declared Garnet. “You have learned your lesson. Now prepare to be buggered!”

Leathery wings flapped. Garjan roared, her head snapping up. Flesh slapped flesh. Garnet whimpered in delight. Fauraliiithiliana could only picture what must have happened. The succubus had formed a dildo and fucked it into Garjan’s asshole, the werebear moaning as she was sodomized.

“That’s so good,” groaned Garjan. She buried her face back into Fauraliiithiliana’s hairless pussy. “Yes, yes, bugger me, Garnet!”

“Naughty succubus!” groaned Maan. “Lord Leo lets you get away with everything.”

“I’m his cute and adorable little sister!” Garnet declared. “He dotes on me and showers me in his cum!”

Fauraliiithiliana just groaned as the rhythmic sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed through the air. The elf loved the fierceness of the werebear’s pussy licking. Garjan feasted on Fauraliiithiliana’s cunt with hunger. The thick, rough tongue had the elf trembling, her own tongue caressing Maan’s folds.

Silky curls caressed the elf’s face as she came closer and closer to cumming. Garjan’s wild licking, bathing the elf’s tight slit and hard clit with that rough tongue, had Fauraliiithiliana swelling towards her climax. She moaned and nuzzled up to Maan’s bud.

Fauraliiithiliana latched on and suckled.

The werebear’s tan and plump rump clenched before Fauraliiithiliana’s face. The elf loved the sight. It was so hot to see that naughty ass jiggling. The werebear moaned, her black hair dancing down her back.

“You wonderful elf!” Maan panted. “Oh, yes, yes, keep sucking on my clit. You’re going to make me cum!”

“Cum, sweet Maan!” Garnet moaned. “You’re not naughty like Garjan. She’s a wicked werebear.”

“So wicked!” Garjan moaned and then lapped at Fauraliiithiliana’s clit.

The elf squealed around Maan’s bud. The elf shuddered, her ears twitching from the pleasure that swept through her body. It felt incredible. Her pussy clenched. She nursed hard on Maan’s nub, tangy juice dripping over her chin.

Garjan nipped the elf’s clit.

Fauraliiithiliana came.

“Moldy leaves!” she squealed as she burst in delight. She bucked and shuddered, her pussy juices gushing out of her cunt.

“Yum!” Garjan groaned and lapped at the flood.

The waves of delight that rushed through the elf’s body had her moaning around the werebear’s clit. Maan’s back arched and her ass clenched tight. Then she roared with feminine passion. Pussy cream gushed out and bathed her mouth.

She drank down the tangy flood of pussy cream. Maan’s passion echoed through the Overgrown Room. The elf squirmed on her back, the clover and moss ground cover so soft beneath her. She loved this room, her pussy gushing juices that Garjan lapped up.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Garnet moaned. “Ooh, you naughty werebear. Take my dildo! Take it!”

“I am!” Garjan groaned.

Maan slipped off of the elf’s face. Fauraliiithiliana gasped, her orgasm hitting that wild peak. She blinked her eyes as she stared up at the vines across the ceiling. If I were an intruder, they would seize me and hold me.

What would it be like to be held? Bound? What was it like for the adventurers who delved into a dungeon?

She had no idea. But she wanted to find out. She wanted to learn so much. Garnet moaned as she pounded Garjan, the pair working toward their orgasm while the elf sat up and pulled her notebook out of her black leather pouch and her phoenix quill.

She jotted down what she had learned, the tangy flavor of pussy lingering on her lips.

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“So, whacha doin’, little bro?” my sister asked as I grabbed the Void Crystal with my hands, my dick coated in Mrs. Lucina’s cunt cream.

“I have to summon two more companions.” I hadn’t kept either of Ziamili’s compassions. I just hated him more than his twin brother, Led. While having a gorgon might be interesting, I had not much interest in the red cap. I wasn’t even sure what sort of monster girl was called a red cap. But Led’s valkyrie and fairy I decided I would keep.

If they would serve me.

When Led died, their souls had a choice to reject me or not. Like with Usiku, Paanee, and Baaghi, Smerta and Feya chose to serve me. I don’t know why. I never really asked the others, but I was curious about Led’s two companions.

Just what sort of monster girls were they?

I found Smerta first. The Ice monster girl. A valkyrie with blonde hair, blue eyes, and big tits. She had pale, white skin but not icy and reflective like a yuki-onna or my older sister. She had an athletic build to her. Strong but not muscled. She could wear armor and have a frosty sword, but that seemed to be something she conjured for battle.

As she spun out of the shadows, she stretched her back. She had a naughty smile on her face when she appeared. She looked around the room and then she knelt before me like a warrior, on one knee, her head bowed.

“Lord Leo,” she said.

“Smerta,” I said. “Stand, stand.”

“Mmm, you want to stare at my body?” she asked, rising. She ran a hand through her hair and posed. It looked practice. She even winked.

“Were you a supermodel?” I asked her, seeing the way she stood.

“Wrestler,” she said. “I was famous in Russia. The number one female wrestler. White Valkyrie was my stage name. You can see that Led wasted no time in summoning me. His first.” She pursed her lips. “Perhaps you’ve heard of me?”

“Fraid not,” I said. “The Russian wrestling league is not famous in America.”

“Yes, yes, you have that little WWE.” She waved a hand dismissively. “Bunch of pussies. Not like Russian wrestling.” She thumped her hand to her chest.

“So, you’re Russian and I’m American, but you don’t have an accent.”

“Yes, you speak Russian flawlessly,” said Smerta.

“I’m speaking Russian to you?” I asked in surprise.

“Yes. Why, do you think I’m speaking English?” She laughed. “Oh, Lord Leo, you Americans always think the world spins about you. No, no, you are speaking the superior tongue. Be honored.”

“Wow,” Crystal said, throwing her arm around Smerta. “I like you. Mmm, you’re going to be that dirty boy’s little fuck-slut valkyrie, aren’t you.”

“Just like you’re his little fuck-slut icicle,” Smerta answered, a big grin on her face. “Yes, yes, you are a wanton thing. Like to pretend you’re tough, but you want to be on your knees servicing my pussy. Well! Kneel!”

Crystal squeaked and then dropped to her knees and feasted on the Valkyrie’s cunt, licking and lapping at the blonde-furred muff. The Valkyrie threw back her head, her large breasts jiggling and bouncing as she moaned her delight.

“So you want to serve me, why?” I asked.

“You’ll let me fight,” she moaned. “You are stronger than Led. You beat him. You are worthy of being served. And you have strong women. That water girl and metal girl. Yes, yes, they were wonderful opponents.”

“I’m honored to have you serve me,” I said, hoping that came off right.

She winked a blue eye at me.

Still gripping the Void Crystal, I found Feya’s soul lurking in the Light section of the menu. She was as I remembered her from the fight, holding her delicate wand, her pink-and-purple butterfly wings thrust from her back. She was petite, pale skinned, and had purple hair. She had a bubbly smile on her lips and a girlish personality, though she wasn’t young. She felt like a woman in her mid-twenties.

I spun her out and she appeared with a flap of her wings and did a pirouette on the spot on the tip of her toes. She turned to face me with grace. She smiled at me and winked a pink eye at me. She looked me up and down and giggled.

“Hi, Leo! I’m Feya! Glad to be your woman! I’m so done with Led. That bastard can rot!”

I was surprised by her anger. “Uh… You hate him?”

“That bastard picked her to be his first companion.” She pointed at Smerta. “Her! I’m his wife! Mother of his son, and he chose me second! So, yes, I am glad that you killed him and picked me. He was always worthless. He and his brother! Talk big, but that was all it was. Then he dragged me here and I had to play second fiddle.”

She darted to me and threw her arms around my neck. She pressed her small tits against me, her pink lips beguiling. My dick throbbed against her smooth belly. “Every time I fuck you, I’m cuckolding him. He’s alive in the real world. I know that. Survived that freak blizzard while his brother climbed out of that rock slide. Mmm, but I’m here, free of him and how he ruined my life! I’m yours, Leo!”

She kissed me with hunger, her lips melting onto mine. I grabbed the fairy’s ass, her butterfly wings rustling. Her tongue danced with mine. She had such passion for such a petite thing. She jumped and wrapped her legs around my body.

She weighed hardly nothing. She was probably a hundred-and-five pounds in the real world. Here, she felt like a feather. My hands cupped her ass as she drew back her hips and then slammed her pussy down my dick.

I groaned at the feel of her cunt engulfing me. Led’s wife… There was something satisfying about feeling her cunt engulfing my dick. This used to be his pussy. She was supposed to be only his, and now she was mine.

Goddamn, that was hot.

“Mmm, Leo, do you have a thing for married women?” Mrs. Lucina asked.

I broke the kiss with Feya. “I think so.” Her pussy clenched about me as she worked her cunt up and down my cock. “Goddamn, this is hot.”

“Yes, it is,” purred Smerta. “Your sister has her tongue deep into my cunt. Mmm, she’ll make a wonderful, little cunt-lapper. You should make her kneel and eat the water girl and metal girl’s pussies as their reward for their courage.”

“Maybe,” I groaned, savoring Feya’s cunt sliding up and down my dick. Her pussy clenched about me. “Damn, you’re a nimble thing. Ballerina?”

“I would have made the Bolshoi Ballet if I hadn’t gotten knocked up by Led!” she moaned, her cunt clenching down on my dick. “Mmm, but we’re showing him, aren’t we? Yes, yes. Ooh, you have a bigger cock than him, Leo. I’m going to cum so hard on your dick!”

Her butterfly wings flapped as she slammed her pussy down my cock. She engulfed me with every inch of her snatch. Her twat gripped me. My fingers dug into her rump. I savored the delight of her juicy pussy. Her purple hair danced and her pink eyes simmered with passion.

My fingers dipped into her butt-crack. She slammed her cunt down my dick, grinding her hairless pussy into my pubic hair. Then she slid up my shaft, her pussy clenching tight about me. She massaged the tip. Pleasure swelled in me. My fingers dug into the crack of her ass. I slid down and brushed her sphincter.

“Mmm, you can do whatever you want to me, Leo,” she moaned. “You want to fuck my asshole, do it!”

“I want to cum in your pussy first,” I groaned. “Your tight, hot, married pussy.”

“Yes!”

I pressed my middle finger against her sphincter. I thrust it into her. She moaned as I sank my digit into her velvety sheath. She felt so wonderful about me. I loved the way she gripped me. She held me tight. Her pussy worked up and down my cock. It felt incredible.

I loved the way she massaged me. It was fantastic. I groaned, savoring that delight. It was perfect. Her cunt gripped me. Massaged me. I groaned, pumping my digits in and out of her asshole. She buried it into me deep and hard. It was wonderful. I would have such a huge burst of pleasure. Just spurt all that spunk into her I could.

“That’s it, you little cunt-muncher!” Smerta hissed. “I want to drown that frozen mouth in cream. Yes, yes, just lick like that!” Her big boobs heaved.

Crystal moaned. My older sister feasted on that cunt with hunger. She licked and lapped at the valkyrie. Her ice-white hair spilled down her gleaming, blue back as she devoured Smerta’s pussy. Mrs. Lucina was watching, masturbating her sloppy cunt, her eyes flicking from couple to couple.

I loved it. I jammed my digit deep into Feya’s asshole. Her pussy clenched tight about my dick. She held me as she impaled her twat down my shaft. I groaned, savoring the massaging pressure of her cunt. She worked her pussy up and down my dick, bringing me closer and closer to that moment of erupting in her. Just spurting all my jizz into her cunt.

“Fuck,” I groaned, my dick throbbing in Feya’s cunt. “I’m going to pump that pussy full of cum.”

“Yes, yes, Led will hate it!” she moaned. “Always a jealous asshole. Ooh, yes, yes, I’m going to explode on your big dick!”

“That’s what I want to hear,” I groaned, her small nipples rubbing into my chest.

She beamed at me, her bowels clenching down on my finger thrusting in and out of her asshole. She kissed me next, her lips hot on mine. I groaned, loving the taste of her mouth. She had such a yummy flavor to it. Sweeter than it should be. Almost like plum. Sugar plum.

I thrust a second finger into the tight, velvety depths of her asshole. She moaned, her pussy clamping down on my cock. She impaled herself down my cock, whimpering into the kiss. Her tongue danced with mine, playful and delicious.

“That’s it, little ice bitch!” gasped Smerta. “Drink that cum! Bear’s dick, that’s amazing!”

The valkyrie’s moans echoed through the Vault as she trembled and came on my sister’s mouth. The passion echoed through the room. It reverberated around us. I groaned, kissing Feya hard. She slammed her pussy down my dick, her cunt engulfing every inch of my cock.

She squealed into my lips. Her pussy went wild about my dick. She convulsed and spasmed, sucking at me with her wonderful depths. A burst of pink lights showered off of her while her butterfly wings flapped so fast they hummed.

We lifted off the ground.

She held me with her arms, legs, and pussy. I groaned, jamming my fingers deep into her spasming asshole. Her hot flesh rippled around my dick. I growled and then erupted into her pussy. I pumped her married snatch full of my cum.

I cuckolded that bastard Led.

She broke the kiss and howled, “Yes, yes, yes, flood me! Ooh, my new man has such a big dick and heavy balls! Empty them in me!”

“Oh, yes, empty them in her,” moaned Mrs. Lucina.

I pumped my cum into her pussy, reveling in the rush of basting her married cunt. Her hot twat sucked at my dick. She milked out my cum. I groaned, stars bursting across my vision. My toes curled as we floated in the air, slowly turning.

Pleasure slammed into my mind. Every eruption of jizz into her cunt sent ecstasy burying into my mind. It was amazing. Fantastic. I growled at the ecstasy carrying me higher and higher. I soared through rapture and in Feya’s loving arms.

“Leo, I’m your fairy forever and ever!” she moaned, her pussy milking my dick. “Yes, yes, spurt all that jizz into me!”

I hit that peak and then I groaned as I fired the last of my cum into her pussy. The buzz of her wings slowed as her pussy’s spasms slowed to a delicious ripple. I touched down, panting from the delight. She shuddered and then she glanced at Mrs. Lucina.

“Hey, want to sixty-nine? Mmm, you have Leo’s cum in your pussy, and so do I!”

“I would,” my angel-MILF purred.

My fairy slid her cunt off my cock and unwrapped her legs in a single motion. She landed with grace and then pranced around me. Her silky butterfly wings brushed me, leaving glittering motes of pink and purple on my arm. She threw herself at Mrs. Lucina, the pair meeting in a passionate kiss.

I glanced at my valkyrie.

“On your knees,” I said.

“Yes, My Lord,” she breathed, a big grin on her plump lips. She pushed Crystal’s face from her pussy and turned. Smerta fell to her knees, her blonde bush dripping with cream. My sister panted, juices smeared over her glittering face.

“She’s… intense, dirty boy,” my sister panted. “She just… I mean…”

“Put you in the place like the submissive slut you truly are?” I asked.

She glared up at me. “Ooh, you naughty boy. I should spank you for calling me that.”

I chuckled. “Why don’t you go play with yourself in the corner. I have a valkyrie to sodomize.”

“My ass is ready for your dick!” moaned the valkyrie. Smerta threw a look over her shoulder. “I am honored to take your mighty cock in any of my holes.”

I winked at my sister and fell to my knees. I pressed the end of my cock into Smerta’s butt-crack. I slid down and found her puckered opening. That naughty hole that I would violate. I would fuck her hard. She would have such a huge orgasm. It would be utterly delicious. I couldn’t wait to slam into her and hear her squeal in delight.

I drilled my dick, lubed by a fairy’s cheating pussy cream, into the valkyrie’s asshole. Smerta moaned and arched her back. Her blonde hair danced. She wasn’t frozen like the yuki-onna or my sister.

Smerta was warm. Like finding a hot spring in winter. Surrounded by snow but steaming with passion. I smiled at that metaphor as I pushed my cock harder against her asshole. Her anal ring stretched and stretched.

I popped into her asshole.

“Fuck, Lord Leo!” she groaned. “Bear’s cock, that’s good. Fuck me hard. Ram that dick into my bowels. Just slam hard.”

I grinned as I buried to the hilt in her velvety bowels. The heat of her asshole felt incredible about my cock. I groaned, savoring just how hot she was. My hands gripped her snowy skin as I drew back my dick.

She groaned, her bowels clenching down on me with such fierceness. She would be a fighter. I already had plans for her and Feya. A special place to put them in my dungeon. I closed my eyes and thrust forward, burying to the hilt in her bowels.

“Oh, god, yes!” she moaned. “That’s incredible. That’s just amazing. Yes, yes, yes!”

I pumped away at her. I buried hard and fast into her asshole. The pleasure was incredible. Just fantastic. I loved every second of thrusting away at her tight grip. She clenched that asshole down with passion. She clamped her bowels down on me. I groaned, reveling in the pleasure of fucking into her bowels. I savored every thrust. Every last plunge into her bowels.

It was fantastic. I groaned as I thrust into her. I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her bowels with everything I had. I groaned, loving that delight. She gripped me with her delicious asshole. That tight, hot, amazing sheath massaged me as I buried into her over and over.

“Oh, damn, you’re fucking her hard, dirty boy,” Crystal moaned. “Just look at you go. Yes, yes, that’s so hot. Pound that bitch’s cunt!”

“Bitch?” Smerta hissed, her asshole clamping down on my bowels. “You’re going to pay for that.”

My sister shuddered as she fucked her icy fingers into her cunt. She thrust them in deep and hard, her face twisting with delight. She groaned as she diddled her own cunt, her whimpers and moans echoing through the Vault.

They mixed with the passion coming from Feya and Mrs. Lucina. The two MILFs devoured my cum from the other’s pussy, licking and lapping and devouring the other in a feverish delight. It was so hot to hear them doing it. Just devouring the other. I loved the sounds they made.

“Goddamn,” I groaned, pumping away at Smerta’s asshole. “That’s amazing. Fuck, yes, I’m going to spurt my jizz into your bowels.”

“Good, Lord Leo!” she moaned, rocking back into me. Her butt-cheeks jiggled, but not as much as other monster girls. She had a toned ass. “Bear’s cock, that dick is churning me up. Yes, yes, fuck my asshole. Pound me. Make me cum.”

“Yes, yes, climax on the dirty boy’s dick and milk out all that cum. You’re his slut!”

“His slut!” Smerta moaned in complete agreement. “His warrior. His whore. His valkyrie! I will stand at the gates of death and bar the way! I will ward against winter’s chill! None shall harm him while I draw breath!”

“Goddamn, I love your passion, Smerta!” I gasped, slamming into her asshole. I buried deep and hard. I plunged to the hilt in her bowels, savoring the heat of her squeezing about me. She felt incredible.

I loved every second of burying into her. Just every last moment of plunging into her bowels. Her hot flesh squeezed about me. She wiggled her hips, stirring her asshole around my cock. My nuts tightened.

I was so close to cumming in her. So close to erupting in her tight, hot bowels. I grabbed her big tits, squeezing those lush, warm mounds. They were so soft and delicious. I dug my fingers into her pillowy boobs.

She groaned, “Lord Leo!”

Her bowels convulsed around my dick.

Her gasps and moans echoed through the Vault. I shuddered, burying my dick into her fierce, spasming asshole. She suckled at me, her velvety sheath massaging the tip of my dick. The sensitive pinnacle of my cock.

I growled and erupted into her bowels. I pumped her full of my spunk. I spurted over and over into her bowels. It was incredible to flood her. My mind boiled from the rapture that surged through my body. Stars erupted before me.

“Goddamn, fuck, yes!” I moaned, pumping load after load of cum into my new companion.

“Oh, Lord Leo!” she moaned. “Yes, yes, that is incredible. Spurt your cum into me. Flood me with that spunk.”

“Flood her skank ass!” Crystal moaned, her boobs jiggling as she came, her icy face twisting in delight. “Just pump all that jizz into her asshole.”

I squeezed Smerta’s boobs as I pumped my cum into her flesh. It was incredible. A rush to enjoy. I shook my head, panting from the delight of this moment. I drew in deep breaths, my heart racing from the bliss.

Her bowels milked my balls dry. She worked out every drop of my spunk. I groaned and panted, coming down from the high of reaming out her asshole. My heart pounded that wild beat in me. I sucked in deep breaths, a big smile crossing my lips.

“Damn, you and Feya are going to be an amazing part of the harem, Smerta,” I groaned.

“Thank you, Lord Leo,” she purred and crawled off my dick. “Now, we have a skank to deal with.”

Smerta rose and marched to my sister. Smerta grabbed a fistful of Crystal’s hair and yanked her forward, forcing my older sister to crawl. I shuddered as I stood and faced this, curious what Smerta would do.

“Suck that dirty dick clean, whore!” Smerta growled and pressed Crystal’s lips to my cock. I groaned as they slid over my dick.

As my sister buffed clean my cock, I glanced at Feya and Mrs. Lucina. The fairy’s wings buzzed fast as she squealed. The pair lifted into the air as they came together. They were both squealing their pleasure. I smiled, savoring the pleasure of my sister’s mouth, and nodding.

Feya and Smerta were perfect for the harem.

Chapter Nine

Fauraliiithiliana drank in the sights as they moved through the labyrinth. They passed a pair of wildhounds that were patrolling. Hela and Marwo both smiled as they padded by on all fours, their tails swishing behind them.

“They’re such cute puppies,” Garnet said to the elf. “We’re almost to the dungeon entrance and the tunnel to Astovin.”

“Tunnel to Astovin?” asked Fauraliiithiliana giving Garnet a curious look. “There is a tunnel to the village?”

“Yep!” Garnet stretched her back. “My big bro and Halia—and you, I guess—got to eat. Not like us monster girls. We just exist off the Void Crystal. But he needs food. We get it from Astovin. So it’s easier to send monster girls to buy food by transporting them directly to the end of the tunnel and then moving them all back. So long as we’re not being invaded, my big bro can just move us around whenever he wants. You included.”

“Fascinating.” The elf was enjoying learning all of this. No one knew that dungeon builders could teleport their monster girls around a tunnel. If they can reshape their domain at will, it makes sense, Fauraliiithiliana thought. Changing the layout of the dungeon would necessitate moving monster girls around. “And he buys food from Astovin?”

“Of course!” Garnet thrust her arm into the air. “He’s an honorable dungeon builder. He’s not one of those evil Demon Lords. He’s a good one.”

“Demon?” Fauraliiithiliana blinked her violet eyes. “I didn’t see any demons here.”

“It’s a translation of a term from Japan,” Garnet explained. “A nation in our world. Ma. It means Evil or Demon or even Magic. Then you add Ou, the word for Lord or King. So Demon King or Demon Lord is how it usually gets translated. Just means a magical guy that rules over monsters. Like dungeon builders. But he’s a good one. He cares about people. He doesn’t want to conquer the world but works to live in harmony with people. Kweh, heh, heh, he is awesome!”

There is that strange laugh of hers. And this world they come from sounds so fascinating. Japan. Demon Lord. Fauraliiithiliana filed the words away for writing down later.

They followed the path through the labyrinth glowing before them. It was all very much the same, stone bricks that looked worn, the floors the same hard surface beneath her bare feet. Her leaf dress rustled as she walked. Garnet’s heeled boots clicked with her steps. She wore something. None of the other monster girls wore anything.

“You have boots,” Fauraliiithiliana noted. “Why—”

A hissing sound burst from above them. Then something stick struck her right wrist and her left. She gasped as strands of white had seized her wrist. The strings yanked her arms up in the air. She gasped in shock as they were anchored to the shadowy ceiling high over her head. Something moved up there.

Scuttled.

Garnet squeaked as both her wrists were yanked over her head and she was lifted a foot off the ground. Her booted feet kicked. Her cheeks puffed out in annoyance while her tail wished behind her. Fauraliiithiliana’s heart raced as she stared up at the scuttling shapes in the dark, afraid of what they would do to her. She swallowed, her hands shaking.

Arachnes.

The two of them were walking on the ceiling, Fauraliiithiliana could now see. They had been crouched low and hidden. They both had eight legs like giant spiders, just like all the accounts of them told, with black carapaces. The human torsos thrust up from where the heads should be, their skin gray. They had red diamonds between their breasts that were round and jiggling, the points reaching for their nipples. Round faces, looking almost cute, with compound eyes stared down at them.

They both bent their abdomens and then more sticky webbing fired out. Garnet’s legs were both hit and yanked wide apart, leaving her squirming and kicking. Then Fauraliiithiliana’s feet were hit, sticking them to the floor with globs of webbing.

“Ooh, Damhanalla and Sreaga,” hissed Garnet. “This isn’t funny. You can’t just tie us up.”

“We got scared,” one of the arachnes whispered. She had her hands pressed to her breasts and bit her lower lip. “She’s an elf.”

“They’re scary,” the other said.

“Scary?” Garnet hissed, her tail swishing back and forth. “Sreaga, you think that slender elf is scary?”

Sreaga, the one who had bound Fauraliiithiliana’s feet to the floor, nodded. “So scary.”

“Elves they have bows and shoot arrows,” Damhanalla said. “We couldn’t take any chances.”

“She serves my big bro!” Garnet said. “She’s cool. She’s lots of fun, too.”

“We know she serves, little sis,” said Damhanalla.

“Little sis?” Fauraliiithiliana interjected.

“The darkness monster girls like to call me sister,” explained Garnet. “The same thing with the other monster girls and the companions of the same Glyph. All the satyrs and the werebears see my mom as their surrogate mom. Now, why do you think Fara is scary”

“Well…” Damhanalla squirmed. “She has those big, purple eyes. They look so frightening.”

How can they be scared of me? Fauraliiithiliana wondered. She quivered there, her heart racing. She was learning what it was like to be bound, her arms spread apart. Her feet stuck to the floor. She had her legs parted, not as wide as Garnet, but enough that she felt vulnerable.

This strange excitement ran through the elf. She swallowed as she stared up at the two upside-down arachnes. They were both squirming on the ceiling, their red hair somehow didn’t fall, like gravity wasn’t working on them. Through the wet heat building in the elf’s pussy, she observed that. It certainly looked like hair. A crimson hue. Glossy and fine.

“You don’t have to be scared of her,” Garnet groaned. “Let me down. Ooh, you’re making me so annoyed. You know how turned on bondage makes me. My pussy is dripping juices.”

“We can smell,” Sreaga said. Her pink tongue flicked over her lips.

“You smell so wonderful,” Damhanalla whispered.

“And so does the elf.” Sreaga stared at her. She quivered. “You won’t shoot eye beams at me?”

“Elves can’t shoot eye beams,” Fauraliiithiliana said. “Nor do I have a bow or any other weapon on me. I’m a scholar. I do not know how to fight.”

“Some elves can shoot eye beams,” Damhanalla said. “With magic.”

“I’m not a wizard or cleric,” Fauraliiithiliana added, the itch growing in her pussy. There was something exhilarating at being bound by the webbing. “I’m just a scholar.”

“Who has a yummy pussy,” cooed Garnet, her tail swishing back and forth in a mischievous fashion. “Just so tasty.”

Sreaga looked at Damhanalla while her fingers slid down her gray stomach to the folds of her pussy. The pink petals blossomed right before her spidery carapace began. She stroked her flesh and quivered, nipples hard.

“We should investigate and find out,” said Sreaga. “If she does have a tasty pussy, we need to know and tell our sisters.”

“Yes, yes, we have to find out,” said Damhanalla, also rubbing her pussy.

Sreaga moved closer to Fauraliiithiliana. The elf stared up at the arachne. She shot webbing, this time into the ceiling. Then she lowered herself like Fauraliiithiliana had seen normal spiders do before, two of Sreaga’s legs, the back ones, manipulating the silk as it came out. She lowered herself until she was at face level with her. Her compound eyes reflected the elf’s face while her gravity-defying, red hair spilled around her shoulders.

Suddenly, Fauraliiithiliana felt like she was the one who was upside down. This strange vertigo washed over her. She shuddered, her stomach squirming for a moment. Then, to her shock, Sreaga kissed her on the mouth.

The arachne’s lips were gentle. They felt so wonderful on her. The arachne kissed her with such gentleness. Almost hesitant, like she expected Fauraliiithiliana to bite or something. The elf should be insulted, but the excitement of being bound up rippled through her.

Sreaga’s soft hands cupped Fauraliiithiliana’s face, stroking the elf’s dainty features.

Fauraliiithiliana groaned at the touch. She thrust her tongue out as their lips worked together. They danced while the webbing creaked around them. The elf shuddered, savoring this wild moment.

“Ooh, that’s right,” Garnet cooed. “Suck my booby, Damhanalla. You’re such a meanie. Ask before tying me up.”

“Sorry, little sis,” purred the arachne. Then she suckled, the sounds wet and naughty. Garnet squealed and nursed herself.

The noises added to Fauraliiithiliana’s excitement. She quivered, her tongue dancing with the arachne’s. They kissed with passion, the elf’s pussy clenching. Her juices coated her hairless vulva and dripped down her thighs. The rivulets of passion excited her.

Sreaga broke the kiss and sniffed. “You do smell good, elf.”

“Fauraliiithiliana. Or just Fara.” The elf shuddered. “What do you taste like, Sreaga?”

“Spicy,” she whispered. “Like all my sister arachnes. We’re all the same and all different. Isn’t that wonderful?”

“Yeah,” groaned Fauraliiithiliana.

Sreaga lowered herself more, the webbing creaking. She didn’t sway, though. Her round breasts spilled over Fauraliiithiliana’s face. The elf’s pointed ears twitched when they brushed hard nipples. She loved the feel of the arachne’s breasts sliding over her, her lips kissing at the red diamond spread between them.

Then she was licking at a gray stomach. Her tongue dipped into a bellybutton. Why do monster girls, who were never born and thus never had umbilical cords, have navels? wondered Fauraliiithiliana.

But then her tongue was licking up spicy pussy cream that dribbled from the arachne’s cunt. The elf groaned as her tongue dragged into Sreaga’s pussy folds. Her cunt was right there on the front of her, not between her thighs. Her twat so accessible.

At the same moment, Sreaga’s hands hiked up the elf’s leaf skirt, exposing her own hairless pussy. As Fauraliiithiliana licked at the arachne’s cunt, Sreaga pressed her lips into the elf’s twat. Pleasure rushed through Fauraliiithiliana as Sreaga kissed and licked.

The elf’s arms pulled on the restraints. She wanted to hug the arachne. Find out if she had an ass above her carapace like some accounts claimed. Her delicate fingers twitched as she couldn’t move them. She was helpless. At the arachne’s licking mercy.

And she licked.

Fauraliiithiliana shuddered as that tongue slid through her folds, stroking her pussy lips from clit to taint. The pleasure rippled through her body. Her dainty hands balled up into fists. The webbing shuddered as she shook.

Moaning, she lapped at the arachne’s pussy. Fauraliiithiliana feasted on that spicy cunt, hot cuntlips rubbing against her mouth. Her ears twitched with excitement. She moaned into that cunt. Sreaga purred into the elf’s cunt. They pleasured each other.

“Ooh, ooh, yes, let’s sixty-nine,” Garnet purred. “Gonna eat me some spider-pussy! Kweh, heh, heh! I’ll teach you to bind me up and dangle me like I’m a snack.”

“Tasty snack,” Damhanalla said. “Little sis, you have such a yummy pussy.”

“D’oh!” Garnet’s leathery wings fluttered, the wind stirring over Fauraliiithiliana’s bound form and rustling her black hair. “I have the best pussy. Just ask my big bro! Our Owner knows it.”

Fauraliiithiliana was too busy eating the pussy in front of her to care about any of that. She was licking and lapping and devouring the arachne’s pussy. She thrust her tongue into that wonderful sheath, swirling it about. It was such a fascinating treat. She loved every moment of it.

Sreaga whimpered into the elf’s cunt, feasting with the same hunger. The elf’s body shook, pulling at the webbing binding her limbs. She groaned, her small breasts jiggling beneath her dress. Her tongue thrust into Sreaga’s cunt, swirling about in her.

She tastes so good, thought Fauraliiithiliana. This was the right decision. Serving Leo is going to do so much for the world. Just change everything. I’m going to be famous.

That thought swelled her orgasm as much as Sreaga’s licking tongue. The arachne’s lips nibbled on the elf’s labia. Fauraliiithiliana shuddered. She moaned, her leaf dress rustling about her body. Then the arachne suckled on her clit.

“Moldy leaves!” she cursed at the pleasure that rushed through her.

She found the arachne’s clit, a lovely, little bud that needed to be loved. She suckled on it. Nursed it. Loved it. Her tongue stroked over that wicked bud, savoring every moment of the pleasure rushing through her body.

She swelled towards her orgasm as she and Sreaga suckled on the other’s clit. They both nursed. Moaned. Whimpered. Fauraliiithiliana’s arms pulled on the silky webbing. It was soft and yet strong as steel. It was elastic and yet wouldn’t snap.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s it,” Garnet moaned. “Get that tongue in my pussy! Yes, yes, and play with my asshole. Jam those fingers in there. That’s a good spider-girl. Ooh, yes, yes.”

Garnet’s excitement spilled over Fauraliiithiliana. Her clit throbbed in Sreaga’s mouth. She nursed harder. She suckled with such passion. She just had to make her cum. Make her explode. It would be fantastic for them to cum. Her own orgasm swelled.

Then it burst in Fauraliiithiliana.

She moaned around Sreaga’s clit as her pussy convulsed. Juices gushed out of her cunt. her body bucked, black hair sweeping down her back. Her toes curled against the stone floor. Arms pulled on the restraining silk holding her helpless.

“Ooh, ooh,” whimpered Sreaga. “Fara!”

Spicy pussy cream gushed out of the arachne’s pussy.

Fauraliiithiliana drank it down. She opened her mouth and let it pour into her mouth. It was so wonderful to enjoy. She gulped down all that yummy cream. It spilled over her chin and down to her throat. She licked it up, her tongue dancing through those wonderful folds.

Her own pleasure rippled through her body. The elf loved the waves of delight washing through her body. Stars danced and her ears twitched. Sreaga’s tongue felt so wonderful licking at Fauraliiithiliana’s folds. The elf quivered as she hit the peak of her pleasure.

“Oh, yes, yes, Sreaga, that was wonderful,” she moaned. “That was so good.”

“Kweh, heh, heh, it was,” Garnet laughed. “Now it’s our turn to explode, Damhanalla.”

“Yes, little sis!” the arachne squealed.

Fauraliiithiliana panted as she came down from her high. Her breasts rose and fell. This tingling rushed through her. She licked her lips as Sreaga rose up her silk, climbing using four of her eight legs. Her breasts passed Fauraliiithiliana’s face and then the elf stared into the reflective eyes.

“That was very nice,” Sreaga said, Garnet and Damhanalla moaning in the background. “I suppose you’re not an evil elf.”

“Thanks,” said Fauraliiithiliana. “If you hadn’t trusted me, I would have had to shoot my eye beams at you.”

Sreaga gasped. Then she shook her head, her gravity-defying red hair swaying about her face. “You’re making fun of me.”

“Perhaps,” said the elf, a smile on her pussy-cream soaked lips. “But whoever heard of elves firing eye beams. What do you think halflings can do?”

“Teleport and stab you in the back with their little daggers,” she said, looking around. “Do you think halflings have invaded the dungeon? Do I need to be worried?”

“Well, I am not sure what happens when an alarm rings and the dungeon is invaded.”

“Well, there’s this alarm that sounds, and we sort of know where they are. We can feel them in the dungeon. Like cancer. We’re commanded by Leo and the companions. Or we just operate on our own. It’s so scary when it happens. We can’t let those evil halflings and cunning elves and dastardly dwarves and despicable humans get to Lord Leo.”

“Cunning elves?” Fauraliiithiliana smiled. “I like the sound of that word. Cunning.”

“See!” Sreaga smiled. “You’re all scary.”

Laughing, Fauraliiithiliana kissed Sreaga, savoring the kiss. The elf had learned so much. She enjoyed this tour of the dungeon. It helped her get a sense of Leo and how he operated. His monster girls adored him. They would do anything for him.

Do all dungeon builders engender this sort of loyalty?

To be continued…

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