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Chapter Eleven

I stood up with Bellia looking eager for more. I spotted Nina Naughty and my little sister scissoring their legs together. The devil and the succubus both brought their hairless cunts together and groaned as they ground their flesh. Crimson and pale-beige were a delicious contrast.

“You have quite the harem,” a man said.

I turned to see Siwang. I closed my robes and nodded to him as he approached with Mayor Bevlin and his wraith mother. He had a big smile on his face. He stood tall and relaxed, not nearly as tense as he had been earlier. His mother held his arm, a smile on her face.

“And I bet you have fun with your lady mother and your lemures,” I answered.

He grinned. “Yeah. It can be pretty wild.”

From above, Feya flitted down. My fairy landed beside me. “Mayor Bevlin was a wonderful host,” said Feya. “And I helped out when I could. I think we answered all your questions, Siwang.”

“You have,” said Siwang. “Thank you. And to you, Mayor Bevlin. You were a gracious host.”

“I am just pleased to have another dungeon builder with the same enlightened views as Lord Leo,” said the mayor. “I must confess, I was terrified at first. I fear, we forced ourselves to be his vassals. It was just so hard to understand he didn’t want to conquer us.”

“He does seem to be a man of principles.” Siwang thrust out his hand. “It was a pleasure to meet you. I think our alliance will be a beneficial one.”

“Me, too.” I shook his hand, nodding to him. “Do you mind if I station one of my wildhounds outside of your dungeon so that she may alert me if anyone attacks you or if you need to get word to me? Or me to you.”

“And to make sure that I am not going back on my word and attacking the locals?” Siwang asked with a shrewd look.

“I once heard a phrase. ‘Trust but verify.’ I trust you, Siwang, but we have just met. But, mainly, it is so we can communicate and so I can send forces in case you are attacked. You are much more vulnerable than I am. But it’s your choice.”

“No, no, I want you to trust me,” Siwang said. “And if I do get attacked, I would like some help.”

I nodded.

“Lord Siwang, the cart with supplies should be ready,” Mayor Bevlin said. “Young Davalin will drive the wagon.”

“Du, go with Siwang. You’ll be camping outside his dungeon,” I thought.

“Yes, Lord Leo!” she squealed with delight. She bounded out of the alley between buildings around the green and raced to him.

I watched Siwang depart. The sun was going down. I wanted to go and investigate Led’s dungeon, but that should wait until morning. Be bright and rested, but it was definitely something that itched at me. I wanted to get to it.

I headed back to the dungeon, my monster girls following me along with Halia and her recruits. They had their barracks in the dungeon now. It was getting on to supper. I bet my mother had something scrumptious ready.

I still wasn’t used to this riding undead stallions, but it did make travel faster. If I was going to be the lord of Astovin and the surrounding areas, then I had to be able to respond to my people’s needs, so it was a good solution.

But these teleportation circles we found in Meskalamdug’s lair itched at me. I really, really wanted to have those. It would make things far, far more simple to handle. It wasn’t like I could ride my undead horses through the dungeon. It was too windy. I don’t think it would save a bit of time.

I strolled through my dungeon hungry. I had Garnet on my arm, bouncing up and down. Halia and her recruits would be joining us. I would just move them to the dining room. It was bigger now that we had more people to feed.

It wouldn’t be long, I imagined, before I had entire barracks for adventurers. They would have to cook for themselves. Or maybe I would hire cooks for them. Women from Astovin or something. My mind mulled over these things as we moved through the dungeons.

My monster girls all appeared along the way with smiles on their faces. Shy arachnes crouched on the ceiling and gave me spider-man kisses. The ghosts drifted out of the walls to rub their spectral hands over me. The satyrs trotted up with their big boobs and lovely smiles while the oozes dropped down before me to plant sloppy kisses on me. The orcs smacked my ass and the werebears buried my face in their big tits.

I had an army of monster girls. They were all so special to me, and yet the numbers were out of hand. Some of them might go months without a taste of my cock, but they were still happy. I would have to set aside like a day a week to play with one group of them or something. They deserved it.

So much to do, though. I was looking forward to tomorrow’s expedition to Led’s dungeon.

I reached the living area. Garnet immediately launched into her rendition of how I had conquered Siwang and made him into my vassal. “And Dark Lord Big Bro stood before him all strong and powerful and Siwang had no choice but to cower before him.”

“How majestic did our Dark Lord look?” Morana asked, my goth banshee eating it up.

Maya rolled her eyes. I winked at her.

I hopped into the Vault to teleport Halia and her trainees to the dining hall and dragged Fara out of her study. She padded out, her slender body always a delight to see. When she saw that the male recruits were here, she darted back to her study with a yelp and emerged in her leafy outfit that barely covered her body.

My monster girls didn’t care. Going naked was just part of the deal of their lives.

“And then Dark Lord Big Bro said, ‘You shall serve me and none other!’” Garnet was now telling Terra and Crystal. “Siwang trembled before the unholy majesty that is Dark Lord Big Bro. He knew that he was over-matched. Seeing no way to survive the wrath of Dark Lord Big Bro, he broke and surrendered, swearing himself a vassal.’”

“Or I offered him a hand of friendship and Siwang’s a decent guy who took it,” I said as I took my seat at the head of the table. I glanced at Mom. “After all, he had good taste in his first monster girl companion.”

“His mother!” Garnet squealed. “He brought his mommy in, Mommy!”

“And our dirty boy brought his mommy in third with Maya,” said Crystal. My older sister shook her head in disgust. “You couldn’t even bring Mom in first. You had to go with Lana Fulmine.”

“Well, have you seen her ass in a pair of booty shorts?” I asked my older sister. “It’s pretty obvious why she got in first. Plus, doesn’t Lana just fit lightning. She already sparkled.”

“My number one fan,” said Lana to Karvin whom she had sat beside on the table. “Isn’t he amazing?”

“Y-Yes, Lady Lana Fulmine,” the young man said, trying not to stare at the breasts before him. Of course, Terra’s big breasts were across from him. They rose and fell as she gabbed with Morana and Maya.

“I can’t blame Leo for summoning Lana Fulmine first,” Hagane said. “She is an amazing actress.”

“And my number two fan is just wondrous,” Lana Fulmine added to Karvin.

“I think you did something wonderful, Leo,” Mom said as she set my plate before me. She was experimenting on making different food. She had made a roast slathered in a savory sauce that was on a bed of mashed potatoes. She planted a hot, motherly kiss on my lips. I grabbed my mom’s ass, squeezing her.

“Thanks, Mom,” I said when I broke the kiss.

She sat down beside me, a big smile on her face. Mrs. Lucina had taken the chair to my right, much to Garnet’s annoyance. She was now sulking on the other side of Mrs. Lucina, looking so cute and adorable. I knew it was calculated. She was an attention hog. If I let her, I would be having sex with her non-stop.

I had a MILF on my right and on my left, their big breasts swaying back and forth as I enjoyed the meal. The other humans and Fara were eating, too, the dinner table alive with conversation. Bellia kept glancing down at me and the MILFs then at herself, like she wished she was naked so she had a chance to compete with the delights on either side of me.

As I ate, Mom put her hand on my thigh, slipping it beneath my robe and working up and down my hairy leg. She had this wicked smile on her lips, her green eyes sparkling with naughty delight. She went higher and higher up my leg, caressing me.

Then Mrs. Lucina’s hand was on my other leg. I savored their touch moving higher and higher until they were both at my cock and balls. They fondled my nutsack together, smiling at each other across the table. Their big boobs jiggled.

I leaned back in the chair, savoring their touches.

Mom slid her hand up to my cock. She stroked me slowly under the table while the others talked. It was a delight to enjoy. Nina Naughty glanced at me and winked. She knew what was going on. My porn star devil stretched her back, her big breasts jiggling. Then she rose and grabbed Maya.

“We need to give Leo some evening entertainment,” the fire monster girl said to the water. She grabbed her and plopped her down on the table.

“What?” Maya gasped, looking around in shock. Her watery body rippled.

“Mmm, we’re putting on a show,” Nina cooed. The devil’s tail swished behind her as she licked her lips. “Now let’s make it special for him and our guests.”

The three young men were staring in shock as Nina buried her head between Maya’s thighs. She gasped in shock. Waves rippled up from her groin, rippling her stomach then washing over her breasts. She whimpered, her head tossing.

I smiled at her as Mom stroked her hand up and down my cock. She fisted me. Mrs. Lucina fondled my balls, her halo pulsing with her heartbeat. I watched my childhood friend getting devoured by my porn star.

“And of course you’re loving this, big perv,” Maya said, relaxing and leaning back on her elbows. She humped her pussy into Nina’s face. “Just enjoy watching me cum. Yeah, you love it.”

“Of course I do,” I said, staring at her with a big grin on my face.

“Mmm, enjoy the show, Leo,” Mom cooed then slipped beneath the table.

Mrs. Lucina winked at me and joined her, the angel-MILF folding up her white-feathered wings before vanishing out of sight. A moment later, I had two hot tongues licking up and down my cock. I shuddered at the wonderful delight. My heart raced as the two women bathed my cock with their warm saliva.

Maya trembled, her back arching. Her jiggling breasts quivered. Waves washed over her body as she humped into the devil’s licking. Then Maya grabbed Nina’s horns. The undine held on as the porn star devoured her pussy.

Garnet flapped her wings and hopped onto the table. She stood there all proud and sexy, her small breasts quivering. Her red tail swished through the air behind her. She looked around, her pussy dripping juices down her thighs.

“Mmm, does my little sister need to have her pussy eaten?” Crystal asked. The ice sprite crawled onto the table, her reflective body gleaming. She grabbed Garnet’s waist.

A shiver ran through Garnet from the ice sprite’s frosty touch. A big smile spread on her lips. “Kweh, heh, heh, let us show Dark Lord Big Bro our incestuous passion” cooed Garnet. “Get your mouth into my pussy and feast up me!”

Crystal buried her mouth into our little sister’s pussy. It was hot watching her feasting on Garnet like that. Garnet’s wings flapped from the taboo licking. Crystal knew her stuff. Our little sister quivered in delight, her wings flapping.

“Oh, Leo, are we entertaining you?” Maya moaned, staring at me over Crystal’s rump. “Huh, big perv?”

“I love it,” I groaned, the two MILFs beneath the table bathing my cock. Mom and Mrs. Lucina had such wonderful tongues. They caressed my crown, bathing it with such warmth.

Then Mom engulfed my cock. Her wondrous, incestuous mouth swallowed my dick. She worked her mouth up and down my rod. She suckled with such wonderful passion while Mrs. Lucina went for my balls. The angel rubbed her face into my nuts. She worked back and forth, purring as she worked.

I loved it. The heat swept through me as they loved me. My dick throbbed as I watched the pussy licking before me. Mom worked her mouth up and down my cock. My naughty mommy-dryad suckled with passion while my angel-MILF sucked on each of my nuts. Back and forth.

Nina lifted her head from Maya’s pussy. The undine gasped in surprise. The porn star looked at me, her big, crimson tits jiggling. She licked her lips covered in undine pussy cream and winked at me. Her spade-tipped tail rose.

And shot into Maya’s pussy.

I couldn’t see it penetrate my best friend’s cunt, but she squealed in delight. Her head tossed, watery hair dancing. The waves rippling through her body grew larger as she trembled. She leaned back, her moans rising over Garnet’s groans.

“Wow, big bro,” gasped Garnet. “Nina’s fucking her tail in and out of Maya’s pussy. I mean… this is so hot. She’s just jamming it. I should have thought of that.”

“Mmm, but you’re not a porn star,” Crystal moaned. “You’re just a brat with a yummy pussy.”

“Ooh, big sis!” squealed my little succubus. Her red wings flapped and tail swished back and forth behind her. “She’s got her icy tongue all up in my pussy. Kweh, heh, heh, she is going to make me cum and drown in my evil, but yummy, pussy cream.”

“Diabolical,” I moaned, our mother working her mouth up and down my cock as she suckled on me with everything she had. She nursed with such passion. She bobbed her head up and down. “Your plan is pure evil, Garnet.”

“I know!” my naughty little sister gasped, grinding her pussy on our big sister’s mouth. “Yes, yes, eat my pussy, Crystal.”

My older sister grabbed Garnet’s pale ass, doing just that. It was all so hot to watch. My dick throbbed in my mother’s mouth. Mrs. Lucina suckled at my balls. I groaned, savoring the building pressure as my women climbed towards their orgasms.

The others watched, especially the young men being trained. Bellia looked like she was taking notes as she squirmed on the trestle. Halia stood up and grabbed Terra’s hand. She pulled the golem out of the room. I knew who would soon have a clit-dildo in her pussy. Then Fara was whispering in Morana’s ear.

They followed.

“Oh, my fucking god, Nina!” Maya moaned. “Oh, big perv, watch me cum. Watch me cum as Mrs. Lucina and Mrs. Baldwin suck your dick. Oh, that’s it. That’s so it! Yes!”

“Mmm, spasm that naughty cunt around my tail,” Nina cooed, her face twisting with delight. “Yes, yes, you dirty, little undine whore.”

“I’m Leo’s dirty undine whore!” Maya squealed as she bucked through her orgasm.

“That’s right,” Garnet gasped, her wings fluttering. “Big sis! Yes, yes, just eat my cunt. Lick at me. Devour me.”

The sisterly incest was such a hot sight. The pressure swelled in my balls. My mother’s tongue danced around my cock between her suckles. She nursed on me with such passion. She bobbed her head, giving me just the right amount of pleasure. It was intense. Amazing. I loved every second of it. My balls tightened.

“Fuck,” I groaned and erupted.

I fired my cum into my mother’s mouth while Garnet squealed out her orgasmic delight. Her small breast jiggled and black pigtails danced around her pale face. She bathed our big sister’s face in cunt cream while Mom drank my cum.

Mrs. Lucina rubbed her face into my balls. They spurted over and over. I groaned through the rapture. Stars danced before my eyes as I savored every moment of delight that my mother gave me. She gulped down my cum.

I fired the last of my cum and leaned back in my chair, panting.

Mom slid her mouth off my cock and kissed Mrs. Lucina. I knew they were trading my cum back and forth. Just swapping it as I sat there panting. My mind raced from how amazing that was. My heart pounded in my chest.

I loved this harem.

“What a brilliant show,” I said as Maya threw herself at Nina, kissing her with passion.

“It’s only going to get better, big bro,” Garnet said. A dildo thrust from her crotch. “On your knees, Cunty Crystal, it is time for you to be fucked by Dark Succubus Naughty Garnet!”

“Cunty Crystal?” our big sister asked. “Really? Not Cute Crystal or Carefree Crystal or Slutty Crystal.”

“That last one didn’t even start with a C!” Garnet gasped.

“And Naughty doesn’t start with a G, does it?” Crystal said as she climbed onto the table and faced me, her icy tits swaying beneath her. She winked at me.

Garnet fell to her knees behind the ice sprite and shouted, “I shall tame you, Cunty Crystal, and make you into Dark Slut Slutty Crystal.”

Before Crystal could object, she gasped at the delight of Garnet ramming the dildo into her pussy. Staring right at me, Garnet grinned. Her crimson wings spread wide as she fucked our big sister’s cunt with the shadowy shaft.

I winked at her then groaned as my chair pushed back. Mrs. Lucina crawled out from beneath me. The angel-MILF grabbed my dick as she mounted my chair. Her big boobs swayed before me as she lifted herself.

I buried my face in between her tits as the naughty Mrs. Lucina plunged her married cunt down my cock. I groaned, savoring that there was a version of her that loved my cock and not her husband’s. That her juicy and delicious pussy was all mine.

“Mrs. Lucina!” Garnet groaned. “My big bro can’t see me taming Cunty Crystal’s cunt!”

“But I can hear,” I groaned, grabbing the angel’s plump rump and rubbing my face back and forth between her tits. “Just keep fucking her hard. Fuck the bitch right out of our big sister.”

“Ooh, you’re going to pay for calling me that, dirty boy,” Crystal moaned. “And Garnet, you can fuck me harder than that. Pound my cunt! Tame me! If you can!”

“I can!” squealed Garnet and thrust away hard.

“Oh, Maya!” groaned Nina in the background. “Ooh, fist my cunt, you naughty undine. Just jam that fist in and out of my cunt.”

I loved the sound as Mrs. Lucina worked her pussy up and down my dick. Her hot cunt gripped me. The pleasure spilled through my body. I loved the way she worked her twat up and down my dick. She gripped me with that fabulous pussy of hers.

Mom licked at my balls. She nuzzled into them, sucking on them as Mrs. Lucina used her angelic pussy to massage my cock. I groaned into her tits, my fingers digging into her rump. I held her tight as the ache built at the tip of my dick.

“Fuck,” I groaned, my cock aching in her snatch.

“Ooh, that’s it, Bratty Garnet,” groaned Crystal. “Just hammer my cunt with that fucking dildo.”

“This… I can’t believe this is what Lord Leo’s life is like,” groaned Melin.

“Right,” Nomaz said. “I thought we would get some pussy as adventurers, but dungeon builders… I wish I could be a dungeon builder.”

“Yeah,” Karvin groaned. “Do you think…”

“No,” Hagane said. “Only man that makes any monster girl in the dungeon wet is Lord Leo. But we can arrange for there to be prostitutes. Lord Leo, perhaps we should send word to Myrecilla and have some beautiful women brought here for your young men to fuck.”

“Maybe,” I groaned. “Fuck, that’s good, Mrs. Lucina. Work that cunt up and down my dick.”

“Fist me, Maya!” the porn star moaned. “Yes, yes, punch that fist into my cunt and twist it. Ooh, I can feel those fucking knuckles massaging my flesh.”

“You are going to be a good Cunty Crystal from now on!” moaned Garnet, her crotch smacking our older sister’s rump. “Yes, yes you will be good.”

“I’m always good,” moaned Crystal. “Oh, yes, little sister, fuck that dildo into my cunt. Just pound me. I am going to cum on it!”

“Make her cum, Garnet,” I groaned, my hands digging into Mrs. Lucina’s ass as she worked her pussy up and down my dick.

The MILF’s wonderful pussy massaged my cock as her wings flapped to lift her up my cock. She moaned, her boobs rubbing into my face. I loved it, motor-boating between her tits as she slammed her cunt back down my cock.

She swallowed every inch of my dick with that juicy pussy of hers. She swallowed me with passion, impaling her cunt down my dick. I groaned, loving that delight. She swallowed every bit of me. Her pussy squeezed about me in such an exciting way.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that’s good. That’s just fantastic.”

She worked her twat up and down my cock, stroking me with that wonderful snatch of hers. She had just an amazing twat. She massaged me with just the right amount of silky delight, bringing me closer and closer to erupting.

My fingers dug into her ass. I held her tight. She groaned, her boobs bouncing around my face, her wings flapping. My nuts twitched as my mother suckled on them. Her tongue swirled around them as the pressure built and built.

“Maya!” howled Naughty Nina. “You wonderful slut! Yes, yes!”

“Ooh, I love feeling your juices soaking my hand, Nina!” gasped Maya. “That’s so hot.”

“Garnet!” gasped our older sister. “Fuck my cunt harder. I’m almost there!”

Leathery wings flapped. The slap of flesh echoed. “Yes, yes, cum on my shadowy dildo, Cunty Crystal! Just cum!”

“You fucking brat!” Crystal howled. “Yes!”

“Kweh, heh, heh,” Garnet chortled in delight as our older sister howled in rapture.

My dick throbbed in Mrs. Lucina’s pussy. She slammed down me, her cunt so warm. The pressure built in my nuts that Mom licked. The angel flapped her wings. Her halo flared bright as she rose up my cock. She slammed back down me.

“Leo!” she howled. “My hung stud! Yes!”

Her pussy went wild around me. Angel twat massaged my cock, sucking at my flesh. My balls lurched as Mom suckled on them. I rubbed my face back and forth between Mrs. Lucina’s big breasts and erupted. My cum fired into her. I spurted blast after blast of jizz into her cunt.

I reveled in the pleasure of this moment. In the success of this day. Siwang was my ally. I was one step closer to my goal. My fingers dug into Mrs. Lucina’s ass as my cock erupted over and over again. I pumped her full of my jizz.

“Leo!” the married MILF moaned, her halo glowing so bright. “Oh, yes, yes, Leo, that’s incredible!”

I groaned, spurting the last of my cum into her pussy. I leaned back, panting. Her cunt rippled around me. I closed my eyes, smiling at how good I felt. I achieved something today that didn’t require fighting. Didn’t require hurting anyone.

Mrs. Lucina cupped my face, smiled down at me, and kissed me.

Chapter Twelve

I gripped my Void Crystal the next day. Fara was in the room with me. She stared at the black gemstone with this look of awe. She had changed when she touched it. Transformed from a woman who just wanted to work with me into an elf who loved me.

“Your map is perfect,” I said, glancing to it on the wall.

“Let’s just hope the maps I used were accurate,” she said. “If this is off too much, we’ll miss it.”

“Just get me in the ballpark,” I said. “I can find his dungeon if I have to.”

“Yes, you can, Lord Leo,” Souleen said. She perched on top. “I’m so excited. I feel like you’ll learn something amazing.”

I winked at her.

“I am intrigued myself,” Fara said. “Another dungeon to explore. I just hope the dwarves haven’t looted the place.”

“Yeah,” I said, remembering those poor dwarven slaves the Twins had used. “I should have done this right away, but I got distracted.”

“You didn’t miss out on much,” Smerta said. “Led was a tool.”

I had brought my Valkyrie in here today. She would be invaluable if I reached Led’s dungeon. I might hit Ziamili’s by mistake. She would be able to tell the difference between the two.

“I’m excited,” Lana Fulmine said, her wings crackling with electricity.

“Yes,” Morana said. I brought my goth banshee here. She was new to the harem, so I wanted her to have more experience beneath her belt. She had never been in another dungeon before. “I am quite curious what dark and macabre secrets Led’s hiding.”

“BDSM porn,” said Smerta, rolling her eyes.

I put my hands on the Void Crystal and concentrated. I pictured Fara’s map. Her dimensions. I drove it from the main hub that lay off the cave entrance. The safety feature kept anyone who breached these tunnels that ran to various places from being an immediate threat. They would still have my full labyrinth to go through to reach this room.

I wasn’t taking a risk even if having a direct path from here to Astovin would be nice.

I hoped to run into a Mana Vein, too. I had searched the surrounding area and gotten all I could. My dungeon had to start greatly expanding for me to have any chance of growing more powerful. I would need it. If the Gods sent another saint against me or if a powerful adventuring party attacked us.

Or a dungeon builder with Level 3 magic and monster girls…

The tunnel was long and narrow, big enough for me to ride my undead horse down. I followed Fara’s calculations on the gradient, passing beneath so much land. The people above would have no idea a dungeon stretched beneath their feet.

Once I had it fully fixed in my mind, it existed. All that way to, hopefully, the Twins’ dungeons.

“Damn,” I muttered. “I didn’t hit a single Mana Vein.”

Fara sighed. “I am sorry, Lord Leo. I wish I knew a way to detect them.” Her ears twitched. “I will start researching that.”

I swallowed the bitterness. “Now let’s find the dungeon.”

I sent out some feeler tunnels, driving in the rock from a room I made. One of my tunnels intersected an open space. A tunnel that I crashed through. I smiled. I had found Led’s lair. This wasn’t like Meskalamdug’s dungeon. This wasn’t an active one that could resist my intrusion.

I concentrated. Smerta, Lana Fulmine, Morana, and all the wildhounds (save Du who was on watch outside of Siwang’s dungeon) vanished. I let go of the crystal. “Now we have some time to kill while they explore, Fara.”

“Would you like to use my body?” the elf asked, a wicked smile on her lips.

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Morana trembled as she appeared at the end of a tunnel. It opened onto another dungeon, cutting into the floor making a heavy step. The banshee’s cloak of black mist that fell down her pale form thickened with her excitement.

“What horrors and despairs we shall find,” cooed Morana as Smerta climbed up into the tunnel. She had her sword in hand, clad in her armor. She looked so dangerous and deadly.

I bet she would ravish me after killing a hundred men, thought Morana. Dripping in blood. She’s a valkyrie. A Corpse-Goddess of the Norse.

“We’re in luck, Lord Leo,” said Smerta telepathically. “We broke into Led’s dungeon. I’m unleashing the wildhounds to scout it. We’ll make for the entrance first then work our way around. We’re about in the middle of the dungeon.”

“Oh, good,” the Dark Lord answered, his thoughts a little scattered. “That’s perfect.”

“Very perfect,” Fara added on the group chat. “Yes, yes, that’s just wonderful, Lord Leo.”

“He’s fucking her,” Lana said with a smirk. Her wings crackled with electricity.

“Hela, lead your girls,” Smerta said. “The traps should be inactive now, but there’s a lot of them. Ice spikes and blinding traps are the worst. The Frost Room can be avoided if you find it. If it still is deadly, don’t go in there.”

“I’m on it, Lady Smerta!” Hela said, the petite wildhound saluting.

They are so cute, thought Morana. Dark, deadly, and adorable. Just the sort of monster girls the Dark One needs.

The wildhounds surged out in both directions on all fours, their black tails swishing as they sniffed at the ground. They had such cute rumps, their hairless pussies an inviting sight. Morana was horny all the time in this world. All the monster girls were.

“This way,” Smerta said, heading after Marwo, Cysgo, and Nos. The other three went the other direction.

Morana walked beside Lana Fulmine, Smerta before them, her sword out and ready to attack anyone. The wildhounds found traps, but they were all disabled. The place was so eerie. Morana loved it. Leo’s dungeon always had the moans of monster girls making love echoing through it. They spent much of their time sparring or fucking.

After all, monster girls didn’t have to sleep. Those protecting the dungeon were always awake, but only the ones in the entrance room had to be ready at all times, alert for danger. The others could respond when the alarm went off.

“Spooky,” Lana Fulmine said. “It feels so dead.”

“I know,” Morana said, her pussy so wet. “You can feel that death has walked through these walls. Do you think there will be bodies?”

“Most corpses are not beautiful,” said Lana Fulmine. “They bloat and rot.”

Morana grimaced. “That’s why our Dark Lord can preserve the dead and keep their beauty eternally. He did that for me. I will never age. Neither will you. No hitting the wall for this version of Lana Fulmine.”

She smiled. “It takes a lot of the pressure off. I did so many drugs trying not to think about what would happen when my ass wasn’t hot enough. When not even the CGI guys could make me look hot. Probably I would have started whining about how I was ‘objectified’ by the male gaze. Play the feminist card in a bid to stay relevant. But, really, I used how hot I was. I loved that men were staring at my ass in those booty shorts on screens across the world. Every actress wants to be desired. If we weren’t attention whores, we would have gotten other jobs. Ones that matter.”

Morana nodded. “Yes, the conformity of preps shackles women.”

“You’re the one that wants to be young and hot forever. You sure you’re not shackled with us.”

A smile crossed the banshee’s lips. Mrs. Lucina had helped Morana to understand that she wasn’t any different from the preppy girls. It was just a different aesthetic she had adopted. She had found conformity in another way.

“True. It is wonderful when the Dark One objectifies me. I enjoy being desired by him.”

Smerta laughed. “I know what you mean. I loved coming out in the ring, all the guys lusting for me as they cheered me on. Then I got to dominate another woman before their eyes. They were all thinking about me doing more than just pinning her.”

Morana was glad the Dark One had set her on this mission.

They moved through the silent dungeon, looking for any signs of danger. The wildhounds cleared it, moving down side passages. Smerta guided them. She knew this dungeon well. She probably helped Led design it.

Eventually, they reached the entrance.

It was bricked up.

“Well, well,” said Smerta as she marched up to it. “Dwarven work. That is a wall that’s not going to come down.”

“No,” said Cysgo. She pressed her ear against it. “I can’t hear any sound out there.”

“Dwarves probably went back to their real homes,” Smerta said. “Good. It was wrong of Led and his dick-brother to enslave them.”

If the Dark One ever falls, would I want to serve his vanquisher? I would get to live on, but would I come to despise Leo like Smerta hates Led?

Morana didn’t think so, but it was a question that made her uneasy.

“Let’s go,” Smerta said. “Hela, have you and your girls made it out of the labyrinth yet?”

“I think so. We’re heading down a corridor through a door we found bashed down.”

Smerta nodded. “Let’s hurry.”

She ran.

Morana was glad to see that her undead flesh had the stamina to keep up. They hurried back through the labyrinth, Smerta at the lead, the three wildhounds running behind them. The valkyrie wound through the tunnels.

“We found the Vault,” Hela reported. “The Void Crystal is missing. We have cleared our half of the dungeon!”

“It’s safe for you to come,” Smerta said as they reached the breach. She stopped. “There is no threat in this place. The dungeon is sealed. I will see if his office is secure. I’m leaving the wildhounds at the breach to guide you. Hela, come back.”

“Yes, Lady Smerta!” the wildhound yipped in delight.

“Fara and I will be there in a few hours,” Leo said. “It’ll take us at least that long to ride that way.”

Smerta nodded. She sheathed her sword and broke into a run again.

Morana followed, Lana at her side. Wings of lightning and a cloak of mist trailed behind the pair of monster girls. They passed the wildhounds running back to the breach. Soon, they were moving through the broken door and entered Led’s throne room.

It had an ice motif. It was chilly in here, but Morana didn’t mind. She was already dead. Temperatures were not a factor to her. Lana’s breath frosted the air. Smerta also wasn’t bothered by the chill. She was an Ice monster girl.

Led’s throne was sculpted out of a block of ice. It held a beauty to it. An elegance. It sat on a raised dais so whomever came to him would have to look up. His map of the dungeon was off. Forever broken. There was no Void Crystal or Soul left.

What happened to your Soul, Led? Morana wondered. Does she haunt this place? Or did she return to the Incarnation to be given out to the next dungeon builder?

After the throne room, they passed into the living area. It was simple. One door was made of heavy iron and locked. It was not the Vault, that door lay hammered down. Smerta went to this door and touched it.

“I was never allowed in here,” Smerta said. “Led’s office. Whatever Lord Leo is looking for is found in there. I’m glad it’s intact.”

“Yeah,” Lana said. She sank on a couch. “Rather a spartan place.”

“Led wasn’t his brother,” said Smerta. “That place was practically pornographic with its decoration.”

Morana drifted to the bed. She sank on the fur blanket on top. The hairs tickled her body. She squirmed on it, smiling. Another dungeon builder had slept here. A wannabe Dark Lord. Not her Dark One, but a failure.

“Well, well, look at you,” cooed Smerta. The valkyrie advanced, her armor and sword melting away. She had skin as pale as Morana’s, the valkyrie’s hair blonde, her blue eyes as cold as the glacial. “Led fucked me so many times in this bed. Me and Feya both. I had my first time with a man where you are lying.”

“Right, you’re a lesbian,” Morana purred, stretching on her back. “Want to soil this bed. Really get back at Led for daring to challenge the true Dark One.”

Smerta laughed, her big boobs jiggling. “Aren’t you a kinky one?”

“Oh, she is,” Lana said. She moved up beside Smerta, her round breasts jiggling. She had this silvery skin that was so wonderful to behold, her wings of crackling lightning spreading out behind her. “Maybe we should ravish the little goth slut.”

“Ravish me,” Morana moaned. “This is now the Dark One’s territory. Let’s break it in for him.”

“Gladly,” said Smerta. She rubbed at her clit. She formed frost with her touch. I watched as she encased her clit in the frozen liquid. The more she rubbed it, the larger it grew. A shaft of ice formed.

Morana’s pussy clenched in anticipation. She spread her thighs apart, her chilly body wanting that frozen dildo ramming into her. It grew thick. Smerta started stroking it like a cock, fisting up and down it, a big smile on her lips.

Lana Fulmine flapped her wings and twisted in the air. The movie starlet landed with grace straddling Morana’s head. The banshee licked her black lips as the tart pussy planted on her mouth. She licked at the lightning sprite’s cunt.

Feasted on her.

“Yes,” Lana Fulmine moaned, her perfect ass clenching before the banshee’s face. “Ooh, I love that cool tongue.”

“The tingles,” purred Morana. Every time she licked the movie starlet’s pussy, this wonderful tingle raced through her. It was a delicious thrill to feel her tongue go slightly numb.

“There we are,” Smerta pronounced. The Russian-wrestler-turned-valkyrie mounted the bed. She grabbed Morana’s thighs and lifted them.

Lana Fulmine shoved a pillow beneath Morana’s rump, keeping her pussy elevated. A shiver ran through the banshee, her pussy juicy for the icy dildo to ram into her. The cold tip rubbed at her hot flesh. She loved the sensation.

“Lady Smerta, Shieldmaiden of the Dark One, and Chooser of the Slain, fuck my pussy!” moaned Morana.

“Shieldmaiden of the Dark One,” said Smerta as she moved the dildo up and down the banshee’s juicy cunt. “I like that.”

She thrust.

Morana gasped as the icicle plunged into her cunt. She squeezed her pussy down on that wonderful shaft. Her body trembled. The pleasure shot through her undead body. She moaned into the movie starlet’s pussy, loving the taste of her tart pussy.

As that thick shaft of ice penetrated the banshee’s cunt, she moaned all her pleasure into Lana Fulmine’s pussy. Her tongue thrust into the movie starlet’s cunt, growing numb with the delicious charge. Morana swirled about in that naughty twat, making the lightning sprite’s golden hair crackle and wings flutter.

“That’s so good,” moaned Lana Fulmine. “Ooh, that’s just delicious. You’re just amazing, you wicked cutie.”

Fingers pinched Morana’s nipples. Warm with life. She squealed, her pussy clenching down the slick, icy dildo that reached so deep into her twat. She shuddered, reveling in the pleasure that rippled through her flesh.

Smerta drew back. The banshee’s pussy gripped the valkyrie’s dildo. Delight spilled through Morana. She moaned into Lana Fulmine’s cunt, tongue dancing around in the electric pussy. The banshee stirred up the lightning sprite.

“Oh, you delicious and dark girl,” Lana Fulmine moaned. “Mmm, you just love pleasing the Dark One’s servants, don’t you?”

“Yes,” the banshee moaned. “It’s so decadent and wicked to do this!”

Her tongue caressed Lana Fulmine’s clit then stroked through her folds, gathering up those tart juices. Morana savored them as Smerta fucked the thick, icy dildo in and out of the banshee’s cunt. The frozen shaft plunged in so deep, numbing all her wonderful flesh.

Her orgasm built in her pussy. She eagerly awaited La Petite Mort. She wanted the little death to shiver through her as she drowned in Lana Fulmine’s pussy juices. The naughty banshee latched onto the lightning sprite’s clit and nursed.

“Yes!” Lana Fulmine groaned, her fingers twisting Morana’s small nipples. “You wicked slut. Yes, yes, make me cum. I’m going to drown you and ruin Led’s bedding with my pussy cream.”

“That’s right,” Smerta grunted. She thrust into Morana’s pussy harder, that icy dildo stretching out her cunt. “I want you gushing those juices and soaking the bedding when you cum.”

“I will!” Morana moaned, her pussy clamping down on that wonderful shaft thrusting in and out of her pussy.

The undead goth girl trembled in delight. She suckled on Lana Fulmine’s clit, nursing on the movie starlet’s bud. Wings of crackling lightning fluttered above as the banshee nursed hard. Her cheeks hollowed with the force of it.

Smerta fucked hard, thrusting the icicle into Morana’s cunt. her pussy clung to that naughty shaft. She squirmed, her orgasm drinking in all that pleasure as she rose towards her orgasm. She would have a huge one. A big burst of delight. She was so eager for it.

“Yes, yes, just ram into me!” she moaned, so close. She licked Lana Fulmine’s clit.

“Mmm, fuck her hard,” the movie starlet cooed. “I love watching those pale tits heave, Smerta.”

“They are gorgeous,” the valkyrie said. “And your boobs. Fuck a bear’s dick, they are gorgeous.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Morana groaned, about to cum from that wonderful icicle plunging into her cunt.

The valkyrie slammed her icy dildo deep into Morana’s pussy. The banshee shuddered, her twat drinking in the slick friction. Her cunt clamped down on the shaft as she suckled hard on Lana Fulmine’s clit. The pleasure burst through Morana.

She exploded.

Squealing around the lightning sprite’s clit, Morana bucked. The banshee’s cunt convulsed around the valkyrie’s frozen dildo pumping in and out of her twat. Pleasure surged through the banshee. She howled her pleasure, her screech of bliss echoing through the room.

“Yes!” Lana Fulmine groaned. “Fuck, yes!”

Her pussy cream gushed out into the hungry banshee’s mouth. Morana gulped down the tart juices as her cunt spasmed. Howls of delight screamed through her body and shook her mind. Her thought resonated with the ecstasy of her orgasm.

She bucked and spasmed, her eyes squeezing shut as she enjoyed this bliss. Her cunt went wild, spasming and convulsing around the wonderful dildo that filled her up. She tossed her head from side to side, her pussy spasming with such force.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped. “I love being the Dark One’s monster girl!”

“Fuck, yes!” Smerta moaned and buried her dildo all the way into Morana’s convulsing cunt. “Fuck a bear’s dick!”

The valkyrie’s boobs slapped together, the sound so wonderful to Morana as she trembled through the last of her orgasm. She squirmed on the furry blanket, her pussy cream spilling down her taint to her ass and dripping on it.

A big smile crossed her lips. They would have to utterly ruin Led’s bed.

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Before heading to begin the ride, I sent the orcs to guard the blocked-off entrance of Led’s dungeon. Zobens and her girls would keep it secure just in case. Then I headed out with Fara, my cum dripping out of her pussy and asshole, a satiated smile on her lips.

“Big perv found Led’s dungeon and fucked his elf,” Maya said as she lounged on a couch.

“I could have fucked her, too, big bro,” my little sister said. She lifted her face from between Mrs. Lucina’s thighs, face smeared in pussy cream.

“Instead, you’re coming with me to explore Led’s dungeon,” I said. “Maya, you two. There are three horses. I could use the company.”

That turned out to be impossible. I made the tunnel narrow enough for one person to ride down, so we formed a line. The hooves drummed so loudly, we had to shout to hear each other, and even then it was hard to understand.

So we talked with our minds. But even that grew boring after a while.

So for the last few hours, I let my mind drift. I had sent word to Myrecilla with a runner from Astovin to recruit some prostitutes for the trainees. They deserved some comfort. They had to be willing women, of course.

And I would have to use Vaccinate, a Life spell that cured diseases. I didn’t want this world’s version of the clap or gonorrhea to get into my dungeon. Then I thought about my alliance with Siwang. Should I help him gain more glyphs? What if he advanced his magic higher than me then turned on me?

What if Fuegin decided to end our friendship? Or if he thought that recruiting Siwang was a threat? Fuegin seemed to be keeping an eye on the area. He sure found out about me pretty fast. Would he think it was a good idea?

It was all because he extended me a hand of friendship that I had done this.

Finally, I reached the room at the end and found the wildhounds waiting for me. They all yipped in greetings. The moment I dismounted, Hela and Ci pounced on me and licked my face, their lips brushing mine. Then the three of us were kissing.

“Puppies!” squealed Garnet.

“Little sis!” Cysgo yipped, my sister pulling her in for a tight kiss.

“Maya! Maya!” barked Marwo.

“Fara!” Nos gasped.

Kisses were exchanged. Then Hela and her girls led us through the dungeon. It didn’t take too long, we were about in the middle of the dungeon.

“This feels even deader than Meskalamdug’s dungeon,” Maya said, looking around. “There’s no life here at all. It’s all gone.”

I nodded. Memories of the fight with Led in my bedroom, his dwarves trying to break through the Vault’s door and smash my Void Crystal, filled my mind. I had barely beaten him. But I had prevailed. I had no choice.

I had too many beautiful women to protect.

“How tacky,” Garnet said as we passed through the throne room. “Ice? Doesn’t his butt freeze? And where are his thrones for his ladies? Smerta and Feya didn’t get seats?”

“Yeah, I think I know why they gladly signed on with our big perv here,” Maya said.

“This is so fascinating,” Fara cooed. “He had a floor screen like you do. Fascinating. Does that come with the throne room?”

“I think so,” I said. “It’s been a while since I made it.”

We soon came to Led’s living area. His bed was rumbled and drenched in pussy cream. Lana, Morana, and Smerta were all lying sprawled on it, clearly savoring hours of lesbian passion on it. I was sad I missed it.

“Oh, Dark One,” Morana cooed. “We have ruined your enemy’s bed with our passion.”

“I can see that,” I said, smiling.

“Let me join!” Garnet squealed and threw herself on the bed.

“That’s the office door,” said Smerta, pointing at it as Garnet squirmed between her and Morana. “Dwarves didn’t touch it. He never let me in there.”

“I can’t wait to see what lies beyond,” Fara said, her ears twitching.

I considered the door and selected a spell I thought would work. “Waves slam into the shore, let the strength of Lord Enki hammer!”

The mace of water slammed into the door. The metal dented from the impact. The hinges creaked. I cast the spell a second time. The iron groaned as the door bowed inward even more. I rolled my shoulders and thrust out my hand as I cast Water Mace a third time.

The door burst inward. Stone broke from the side of the wall. The hinges creaked as it opened inward onto a small room. An office. There was a desk in the middle, a chair with a padded seat. Papers covered the desk. There was a shelf with several scrolls on it.

I moved into the room, Fara and Maya following me. The elf darted for the desk. “Maps, Lord Leo.”

She held one map. It was a map of the continent. I could see the familiar sights like the mountains where my own dungeon was. Fuegin’s lands to the west across a gulf. More. My eyes fell on Fara’s lands and the Great Library of Lyrialiasa to the south, halflings to the southeast. There were notations that were in Russian written on it.

“What strange language is this?” asked Fara.

“Smerta can translate that when she’s done,” I said.

“He’s marked things on here,” said Fara. “Including one near your dungeon. Not quite where yours is, but it could just be a mistake on his part. And here. And here.”

“He’s formed a circle,” I said, seeing the pattern of the places he had marked. “Twelve points that form a circle across most of the world.”

“You’re right.” Fara’s ears twitched as she stared at them. “Oh, my, what do you think this means, Lord Leo? Twelve is a very powerful number.”

“Yeah,” I said, staring down at the map. “Very powerful number. Sumerian number, right?”

Fara nodded. “Something Nina told me during our research. Why your Sumerians use Base 60 for their counting system and not Base 10. She said it’s why there are sixty minutes in an hour even in your world after thousands of years.”

“Oh?” I asked, thinking about what these markings were. They couldn’t just be other dungeon builder locations. “What is it.”

Fara held out both her hands. “It’s a way of counting with your hand. You take your right thumb and you count by tapping each of the segments of your finger. There are three of them.” She tapped her thumb on the three segments of her finger separated by her knuckles. “One, two, three.” Then her middle finger. “Four, five, six.” She did that until she got to her pinky finger. “Ten, eleven, twelve.”

She folded the first of her fingers on her left hand and started again. When she got to twelve, she folded a second finger. Then a third, counting to twelve three times. Than four. Finally, on the fifth time, she folded in her thumb.

“You can count to twelve five times with this method just using your fingers as a tally,” said Fara. “And that gets you sixty. That is why they used it for all their math. Very efficient, these Sumerians of yours. And sixty has its own advantages. It’s a very divisible number. Easy for—”

“That’s great and all,” Maya said, “but there’s a secret door here. Led made a second door in his office. Why would he do that?”

“He was paranoid and didn’t trust his monster girls?” I asked. “He didn’t let Smerta or Feya in here.”

“Maybe it was Ziamili he didn’t fully trust,” said Maya. “Maybe he found something he wanted to keep secret from his brother, and so he kept it secret from everyone.”

“Well, he’s dead,” I said. “No way to find out. Can you open it?”

“Yeah, it’s like the secret doors you can create,” Maya said. “Only he doesn’t have the Darkness glyph to hide it in the dungeon so he used this shelf here to hide part of the seam.” She pushed on a section of wall in the corner. It pivoted there, using the meeting of the two walls to hide it. Maya’s body rippled as she shoved it open farther.

And found a set of stairs.

“This is interesting,” Maya said and headed down it.

“We should have the wildhounds search it for traps,” I called as Maya headed down it, her rump swaying.

“If a trap kills me, you’ll know it’s not safe,” said Maya as she kept descending. “But I’m stepping on every step. I’ll set it off.”

“And if you get killed, you’ll miss out on what’s down there,” I said. “They’re great at finding traps.”

“And yet I’m great at finding secret doors.” Maya waved. “Just enjoy watching my liquid ass sloshing back and forth, big perv. It’s no biggie if I die.”

That made my stomach clench. “It’s a big deal to me.”

“You’re sweet,” she said. “Oh, my, it’s a crystal room down here. And a light. You have to see this. She walked out of sight at a corridor at the base of the hallway.

I glanced at Fara then hurried down after. My elf followed. I thought about casting Granite Flesh or Static Aura to protect myself, but then I was at the bottom. Maya stood ten feet away at a widening room. It was made of crystal, the walls reflecting light.

“What the..” I muttered as I rushed to her. I stepped up beside her and stared at a sphere made of crystal, the walls a blue-purple gemstone, the facets reflecting the light. “God, is this a geode?”

Then I noticed the light itself. It came from a glyph in the middle of the room. It was seven arrows pointing towards the middle to form a circle. Like a sun shining bright. It was the Light Glyph. I swallowed as I felt that same mark burned into my chest.

On the wall beyond was a message written in cuneiform. It was carved into the wall. Not as much as we found in Meskalamdug’s dungeon. Beneath the words was a small slot. It was hard to focus on the words, though, when I could feel the power coming from the glyph. The hairs on my arms stood up on end.

“You know what this is, Lord Leo?” Fara asked, grabbing my other arm. She pressed against me, trembling. “This is a glyph. I think if you didn’t have Light already, you could get it from this. By touching it.”

“Maybe,” I said. “How are you certain, though? This could be something else.”

“Logical deduction, my Lord. We know that Led gained his Light glyph in some way other than killing a Dungeon Builder. He must have found this expanding his dungeon. He stumbled across a secret, then he wanted to find more. Twelve points marked on a map that formed a circle across our world. Lord Leo, you said that’s a significant number.”

“Twelve elements,” I groaned. “He figured out where these other points were?”

“Or was guessing,” said Fara. She held out papers. “He has all twelve glyphs written on here. The script is so frustrating close to your script. Hagane and Nina have taught me some of it. I can see that it’s similar and yet different.”

“Yeah, that’s the Cyrillic alphabet,” I said. “I feel the same way sometimes.”

“He was searching for these,” Fara said. “There were other maps on the desk I noticed. Ones where he had crossed off markings. And I saw some math equations. They are like some of the stuff Hagane showed me. Your algebra and trigonometry.”

“And one is by my dungeon?” I asked. “Damn, we have to find it. See what it is.”

“We should have Siwang touch this,” Maya suggested. “See if it truly gives him the Light glyph or not. Just to make sure. We can’t make assumptions. Not about something this powerful.”

“You would be giving him more power, Lord Leo,” Fara said, her voice doubtful.

“You don’t trust him,” I said, glancing at Fara. “You think he’ll become a threat if I give him too much power.”

“Yes.” The elf stared at me without flinching. “It has always been the nature of the world. Ambition and the drive for power has destroyed more friendships and alliances than anything. Right now, he knows he is in a position of weakness and thus curries favor with you. But if you give him access to more glyphs. If you let him find more mana veins…”

“I have thought about all that, and you know what I think?” I asked her. “That I need to trust someone that isn’t bound to me. I need to work with those I can work with. I want to show Siwang that he is getting something out of this. And this way, he doesn’t have to fight for it. Risk his life for one.”

“You’re right,” said Maya. “Absolutely right. We have to trust him.”

“I agree, Leo,” a new voice said. I turned to find Lana Fulmine behind us.

“Did you get bored of Garnet?” I asked.

“She was busy playing with Morana and Smerta while I was curious what was down here.” Her lightning wings quivered. “I think we should help him become an ally that can fight at your side, Lord Leo. I don’t like it when you risk your life. If there was someone else even close to your power… Imagine if we had Siwang with us when Halia’s father attacked us.”

“Du,” I thought, “I need you to deliver a message to Siwang.”

“Ready when you are, Lord Leo,” the wildhound yipped. She sounded so excited. “What’s the message?”

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