---

Story Codes: Teen male/Female/Teen female, Teen male/Teen female, Teen male/Female, Incest, Oral Sex, Creampie, Anal Sex, Ass to Mouth, Breeding, Fantasy, Gamelit, Magic, Violence

For a list of all the dungeon builder stories click here

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s
constructive, and feedback is very appreciated.

---

---

Click here for Part 8.

---

---

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Chapter Seventeen

Siwang trembled on his bride while feeling his mother crawling up beside the happy couple. He broke the kiss with Anji and saw the hunger in Xiongbu’s dark eyes. Her tongue flicked over her lips. He knew what his mother craved.

“She wants to devour you,” said Siwang.

“Again?” Anji grinned. “Mother Xiongbu, you ate me out with Siwang.”

“Mmm, but you weren’t full of his cum then, Anji.” The wraith trembled, the black mist spilling off her body. “You can’t begrudge a mother wanting to lick all that jizz out of your pussy. I love my son’s spunk. And your pussy tasted so good.”

Siwang groaned and pulled out of his nubile bride. He liked thinking of her like that. His cock slid out of her pussy as he rose. He moved down the bed to give his mother room to feast on that creampie, his cock hard, eager to fuck the wraith.

His mother moved through him, her body phasing through his. The passage sent a shiver through him. Her black mist spilled off her body as she moved between Anji’s thighs. The wraith ducked her head down, her pale ass thrusting at Siwang.

“Mother Xiongbu!” Anji moaned as she arched her back, her face twisting with delight. Her dimples shone with pleasure she was obviously receiving from Siwang’s mother.

Cock throbbing with lust at seeing his girlfriend trembling in delight, he pressed his cock into his mother’s butt-crack. He slid down her crevice, enjoying how cool she felt, and found her asshole. The Death monster girl moaned as he nuzzled into her anal sheath.

“Mmm, that’s it,” Xiongbu moaned. “My strong and virile son! Fuck my asshole. You fired so much seed into Anji. You are going to make me into a grandmother!”

“Yes,” groaned Siwang as he thrust hard against his mother’s asshole.

The wraith’s anal ring widened and widened. She could be so solid when she wanted to be. So real. He loved the feel of her asshole widening around his dick. It was such a thrill to feel her backdoor opening up and swallowing his pussy-lubed dick.

He groaned as he sank into the wraith’s incestuous asshole. He went deeper and deeper into his mother’s bowels. Xiongbu moaned her delight into Anji’s pussy. The naughty cutie trembled, her big boobs shaking as she quivered there.

“Mother Xiongbu,” she groaned. “That naughty tongue. Oh, my. Oh, is this what being your wife will be like, Siwang!”

“Yes,” he groaned as he sank to the hilt in his mother’s asshole. “This is what it will be like.”

“Wonderful,” she groaned. “Oh, I hope to have your son!”

“Yeah.” A smile spread on Siwang’s lips. He wanted that so much.

He gripped his mother’s hips and drew back his cock. Her anal sheath gripped his dick. She held him tight with her delicious bowels. He pumped away at her, thrusting his dick over and over into her cool depths.

The wraith moaned, more black mist spilling off her body and melting across the bed. His hands slid over her back through the vapor. It rippled around his touch as she slammed his cock over and over into her asshole.

Her butt-cheeks jiggled from the impact of his crotch smacking into her. He pumped away at her hard and fast. He thrust into her over and over again. It was an incredible rush to pound her anal sheath. She squeezed her bowels around his dick, massaging him.

“Yes!” he groaned. “Mother!”

“My strong son!” the wraith whimpered, her asshole massaging him.

“Yes, yes, fuck your mother, my love,” Anji whimpered, her hands rubbing at her big boobs. She squeezed and kneaded them as he fucked into her bowels hard and fast. He plowed into her depths. “Pound your mother with that big dick.”

Siwang did. He pounded her with his big cock. He found it to be a wonderful rush to slam into her anal sheath. She squeezed down on him. He loved the way his mother held his cock. Massaged him with her incestuous passion. The pleasure swept through him with his every thrust.

He pumped away at her asshole hard, the pressure building in his balls slapping into her taint. He loved plowing into her like that. He savored every moment of burying into her. She gripped him with her tight asshole.

He rose toward that moment of erupting. He loved that so much. He savored the heat of her bowels melting up his cock to his nuts. He watched Anji, loving the way she squeezed her breasts as she trembled through her own pleasure.

“Oh, Mother Xiongbu!” she groaned.

“Are you going to cum all over my face?” the wraith asked, her anal sheath clamping down hard on Siwang’s thrusting cock.

“I am!” Anji shuddered. Her face twisted with delight. Her fingers slid up her big boobs and found her nipples. She twisted them. “Oh, Mother Xiongbu, I’m going to cum so hard!”

“Drown her,” Siwang groaned, slamming with all his might into his mother’s asshole. He hammered her bowels with everything he had. “Oh, yes! Mother!”

Xiongbu squeezed her taboo anal sheath down around his cock. Siwang reveled in his mother’s velvety embrace. The pressure grew at the tip of his cock. That need to erupt building and building with every thrust into her bowels. He ached to explode in her.

Anji pinched her nipples. She twisted those nubs as she quivered on the bed. It was such an exciting sight to witness. Siwang loved it as he fucked to the hilt in her bowels. He pounded his mother’s asshole with everything he had.

His nuts tightened, full of the cum he would fire into his mother’s asshole.
He pumped away hard at her. Fast. She squeezed her bowels down around him, moaning into Anji’s pussy. Her black mist spilled faster, washing over his hands sliding over her cool back. The mist washed around him as he thrust away at her.

The need to cum swelled in his nuts. He couldn’t hold back much longer. He buried hard into his mother’s asshole. She moaned into Anji’s pussy. The sexy girl stared at Xiongbu with her bright, green eyes. His heart beat faster.

“Mother Xiongbu!” she moaned, not looking away from him. “Yes!”

Anji bucked on the bed, now breaking eye contact as her orgasm swept through her. She trembled, her boobs jiggling as she climaxed. Xiongbu moaned, drowning in the girl’s pussy juices. Her anal sheath clamped down hard on Siwang’s cock.

He groaned as he buried to the hilt in her anal sheath. He loved the feel of her asshole around his cock. She moaned as he drew back. Her mist spilled out faster as her bowels went wild around his dick. Her flesh spasmed, massaging the tip of his cock.

“Mother!” he gasped and rammed back into him.

He erupted.

His cum pumped into her anal sheath. He erupted over and over again. The pleasure shot through him. Stars exploded across his vision as he pumped blast after blast of his cum into her writhing bowels. He flooded his mother’s asshole with his cum.

“Yes, yes, yes, Siwang!” his mother groaned.

“Flood her!” whimpered Anji, her body trembling through her own pleasure.

Siwang’s hands found his mother’s heavy breasts. He squeezed her soft mound as her anal sheath suckled at his dick. She nursed on him, working out his cum. He loved the massaging delight of her anal sheath rippling around his dick.

She milked his cock. He groaned, pumping the last of his cum into her asshole. He swayed there, enjoying this delight so much. It was an incredible moment. She sucked in a deep breath, his heart pounding from the joy.

His mother went insubstantial. His cock fell out of her asshole. She rolled over to the side and ended up on her back, her black mist rippling over the bed. That left Siwang facing Anji. She smiled at him, panting. Her legs were still spread wide, a wet spot beneath her rump on the bed.

“Your mother and other monster girls told me what to do next,” purred Anji. She sat up before Siwang and rolled onto her hands and knees. She crawled to him. “After you’ve enjoyed one of our asses.”

“You don’t have to,” Siwang said.

“I want to be a good wife,” purred Anji. “This is what your mother told me I had to do.”

“Isn’t she just a sweet thing,” purred Xiongbu as she watched.

Anji kissed the tip of Siwang’s dick. He groaned as she did that. She slid her mouth over his cock. He loved the feeling of her doing that. She worked her mouth over his dick. A wave of heat swept through him as she engulfed him.

He loved it. Her mouth suckled on him with hunger. She swirled her tongue around his cock. The heat of it washed through him. She felt just amazing as she loved his dick. She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down his shaft.

She polished his cock. Anji’s green eyes stared up at him as she worked her mouth up and down his dick. He groaned, savoring every moment of her sucking. She swirled her tongue around his cock, polishing his pole clean of his mother’s asshole.

“That’s it,” Xiongbu cooed as she watched. “Oh, she’s perfect. Guang, Lei, and I are so very happy with her. She’s going to give me lots of grandchildren. Right?”

Anji moaned her agreement around my cock.

“Mmm, she’s perfect,” Xiongbu continued.

“Yes,” Siwang groaned, staring down at this gorgeous girl that was sucking on his dick.

She worked her mouth up and down his cock. She suckled on him with everything that she had. It was an incredible rush to have her working her mouth up and down his cock like that. She polished his pole. He savored it so much.

He loved the feel of her hot mouth around his cock. She polished up and down him, sucking off his mother’s asshole. The pressure built in his nuts. The need to cum grew and grew as Anji loved his dick.

His face twisted with delight as he came closer and closer to cumming in her mouth. He would erupt over and over again. He clenched his hands into fists as the gorgeous Anji suckled on him. Her black hair swayed around her face.

“That’s it,” he groaned. “Oh, that’s so good.”

“Mmm, flood her mouth with your jizz,” purred his mother. “She loves that jizz.”

Anji suckled harder to prove it.

He shuddered, feeling her passion. How much she wanted his cum. He groaned as her tongue swept around his dick. She nursed with absolute passion on his cock, polishing off every bit of his wraith’s ass. The pressure throbbed at the tip.

He slid his hand through Anji’s black hair. He rubbed through her silky tresses as she suckled on him. She nursed on him with such passion. The pressure hitting that bursting point. He couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Anji,” he groaned. “I… Shit!”

He erupted.

He flooded Anji’s mouth with his cum. Spurt after spurt burst from his dick. He loved every second of erupting. The spunk burst from his dick again and again. It was such a passionate moment. His face twisted with delight.

“Fuck!” he groaned as he kept erupting.

She gulped down his cum, her hips wiggling back and forth. He enjoyed every second of this cum spurting out of his cock and into her mouth. He savored the pleasure slamming into his mind. Anji suckled on him, working out the jizz.

He sucked in a deep breath, a big smile spreading on his lips. He felt good. Just amazing. His cock twitched in her mouth. He loved how good she felt nursing on him. He wanted to cum again and again. He wanted to just pump her full of jizz.

“That was amazing,” he panted as she nursed on his cock. “Thank you, Anji.”

“Yes, yes, she is perfect for your wife,” said Xiongbu. “We should plan a wedding.”

Anji ripped her mouth off his dick and moaned, “Yes, Mother Xiongbu!”

Siwang panted as his mother and girlfriend—or was she his fiancee?—met in a passionate kiss, sharing his cum. He watched them, a big smile on his lips. This was a good moment. He felt awesome right now.

This would work out amazingly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Fara, you have a letter,” said Mordera, one of the hellhounds guarding the gates of Astovin. “It’s from Ashiliariandia. Did I pronounce that correctly?”

“Close enough,” Fauraliiithiliana answered the telepathic communication. She set down her quill. She glanced over at Priestess Lysila who was sitting in the room. They had been going over potential temples that would hold the other ten Blessed Swords. “I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

“We’ll have it brought to the embassy,” the hellhound said.

“My apologies,” Fauraliiithiliana said. “I have a letter from a dear friend from the Library.”

“Oh, of course,” the priestess said. The human’s blue eyes sparkled. “I can find other ways to amuse myself. Perhaps I’ll go for a swim.”

The elf’s ears twitched at that, not sure where she would go swimming. There was only one place in the dungeon and… Oh, yes, that makes sense. “Enjoy the mermaids.”

“And hippocampi,” said the priestess. “And I hear there are also kelpies that swim in there. They sound delectable.”

Fauraliiithiliana left her room and sent a message to both Kassie and Hagza, “Would either of you be able to teleport me to the embassy in Astovin and bring me back?”

“I can,” Kassie said. “I’m not doing anything.”

“My thanks.”

Fauraliiithiliana couldn’t help but wonder why her friend had sent her a letter. She hadn’t expected to receive any news from the Great Library of Lyrialiasa. She expected to be seen as an outcast. Perhaps this had to do with Lord Leo’s growing reputation. That was a good sign. He would be a friend to the Library.

She moved through the living areas, passing several of Lord Leo’s direct companions making love. Terra had shaped her clit into a dildo so she could fuck Morana up the ass, the banshee howling. Ms. Trueno had Alizee sitting on her face, the sylph trembling as the thunder sprite moaned. The directed sounds Ms. Trueno could make were quite stimulating to the pussy.

But Fauraliiithiliana was too focused on this letter. It consumed her mind as she left behind the living quarters. She hurried down the hallway to the throne room where she came across Kassie. The halfling bounded across the room in her blue robes trimmed in red. She smiled at Fauraliiithiliana.

Perhaps I should make a study of wizardry, thought the elf. I might have the aptitude for it. Then I could use the teleportation circles on my own.

“How goes teaching your pupil?” she asked.

“Melin is having trouble learning the words and focusing his mind,” said Kassie. “We have made him his own amulet.” She pulled out her copper disc from beneath her robe inscribed with arcane markings. “So he’s coming along. Death is a dangerous one for him to learn on, so we’ve been sticking with Metal.”

Fauraliiithiliana nodded as they passed into the hallway to the teleportation rooms. They were all labeled, reaching across Leo’s growing empire. He’ll have a much easier time keeping power over such a broad territory. That has ever been the weakness of the empires the dungeon builders have created. Eventually, they just cannot manage such lands with just moving their monster girls around alone. But he can move himself.

They stepped onto the circle. “Asud Gu!”

Kassie’s words ignited the light. It flashed around them. In moments, they were in the basement of the Astovinian Embassy. Mordera waited in a crouch with the letter in her hand. The hellhound was as petite as the wildhounds, her black body riven with molten cracks. She bounded over playfully.

“Here you go, Fara!” she said, thrusting out the heavy parchment envelope. The green, wax seal with the crowned tree of the Library. “What’s it say?”

“I have to read it first,” Fauraliiithiliana said, the hellhound’s red tail swishing behind her.
Fauraliiithiliana cracked the seal and unwrapped the letter to see the flowing script of her friend’s writing. Ashiliariandia’s words furrowed the elf’s brow. Her ears twitched as she flicked over the cursive.

“What is it?” asked Kassie. “Oh, wait, is it private.”

“Someone has pillaged the Temple of the Chosen Blood,” said Fauraliiithiliana.

“No!” gasped Kassie. “Was it a builder?”

“It doesn’t seem to be,” said the elf. “My friend says there was no mention of a builder attacking the temple or the city. They believe it was the work of… a band of adventurers. The Company.”

“I’ve heard of them,” said Kassie. “They tend to work to the southeast. Along the edges of the Drowner’s empire. Why would they do that?”

“It seems someone believed in the legend about the collar.” A wave of fear washed through her. “I must speak with Lord Leo at once.”

“He’s heading to the Vault right now,” Kassie said, a smile on her lips. “It sounded like he wasn’t far away.”

Fauraliiithiliana nodded. She gripped the letter as suddenly she stood in the Vault. The Void Crystal hummed as it absorbed mana from the rivers that flowed through his dungeon. The little Soul of the Void Crystal waved to her.

“What is it?” Lord Leo asked, naked and hard, his cock wet with pussy juices.

“I’m so sorry for interrupting your relaxation,” said Fauraliiithiliana.

He waved his hand. “Kassie said something about a temple getting pillaged. What temple?”

“The Temple of the Chosen Blood,” said Fauraliiithiliana. “It is a holy sight. A monument to the original twelve heroes who were given the Blessed Swords. It was pillaged weeks ago. The thieves, believed to be a band of adventurers, broke open the base of Kovianiliiseam’s statue. He was the Hero of Thunder, an elf. Maybe even a mage. There is a legend he built a collar. The Binding Collar.”

“And that controls someone?” asked Lord Leo.

“Yes,” said Fauraliiithiliana. “That it will use the power of Thunder to bind anyone to the will of the controller. It is a legend, though. Most scholars discount its existence. I have trouble believing that…” She hesitated, about to call Kovianiliiseam noble. “That Kovianiliiseam would make something so distasteful. However, they desecrated his statue and found a hidden compartment in the plinth. They removed something, Lord Leo.”

“What’s one more thing to worry about,” Lord Leo said, sighing. “Well, they’re far to the south? We’ll just have to keep a watch for it.”

Fauraliiithiliana nodded. “Do you… need me to help you relax, my Lord?”

Chapter Eighteen

Therodin gripped his sword as he stood outside the dungeon in granite armor. Gifted to him by the might of Lord Abzu, the paladin had more than enough strength to wield such heavy protection. His heart pounded, the exhilaration of battle flooding through him.

He had led his Company to another evil builder’s lair. A foul and disgusting brute named Intsimbi who had been raiding the elven communities in the Ashonivilia Forest. A Metal dungeon builder, his goblins had been causing mayhem.

“Lord and Lady of Thunder, give us warning of danger,” prayed Corthin, the elven priest. “Sound the alarm if we tread into danger.”

The blessing fell on them. Niss grinned. The human rogue moved forward in her black leathers, scouting the way into the cave. Therodin glanced at his second, Ril. The elven mage smiled. It wasn’t just her Light magic that could illuminate the world. The dwarf Zarn grinned eagerly while the halfling Aython bounced on the balls of his feet, ready to use the massive ax that was bigger than him to smite the foul creature who lurked in here.

Empty merely looked on in his black robe, his hood almost shadowing his entire face. Therodin would never grow used to the unnerving Death mage.

Therodin entered the cave. Like many dungeon builders, Intsimbi cloaked his entrance in natural trappings to conceal it, Therodin was certain this was it. Ril muttered the words to summon light to shine bright. No goblins were lurking in here.

“Here we are,” Niss said. “There’s a door hidden back here. Metal and heavy. Oh, yes, we have his element right.”

Therodin and the others moved up to the door as Niss picked it. She then slid her fingers along the edge. She grinned and pulled out more of her thieving tools to disable a trap on it. Now she stepped back. Therodin wrenched open the door, confident his armor would keep him safe from the goblin’s iron blades.

Nothing attacked him.

The tunnel swept ahead, the walls smooth stone instead of brick, and bent instead of turn. Niss scouted ahead again, moving and looking for traps. She disabled one as Therodin and Aython followed. Zarn would be at the rear to protect Ril and Empty should they be flanked. They moved with caution despite the exhilaration pounding through Therodin demanding he move faster.

He had survived too many dungeons to listen to that impulse.

The tunnels moved sinuously. They turned and flowed, snaking right and left. They branched off in strange ways, sometimes spiraling around while climbing or sloping. It was different. He’d never seen a dungeon like this.

“Disorienting,” said Ril.

“We’re still going fine,” said Niss. She tapped her head. “Can’t confuse me.”

Niss disarmed the occasional trap that would fire spikes of metal at them from the floor, ceiling, or walls—a common Metal trap—or pit traps, a universal one all dungeon builders employed. They saw no sign that the builder possessed any other element.

No surprises awaited them.

“Not a single defender,” said Aython. “He’s hoarding them?”

“A big brawl?” Zarn asked and chuckled, his eagerness echoing around the room.

They reached a trap room, a deadly room full of metal panels on the ground. Each one was big enough for a person to stand on. Niss probed at them with care. The second one into the room burst with spikes shooting up.

“A maze,” she said and pulled out a pouch from her backpack. She opened it and set a blue-painted stone. “Ril, can you illuminate the entire room.”

“Zalag Sar!” Ril chanted. A ball of light, like the one moving with her, appeared in the middle of the room. “Zalag Sar! Zalag Sar! Zalag Sar! Zalag Sar!” She added four more in the corners to spread an even light. It would draw on her mana reserve, a fragment of a Void Crystal, but worth it.

Niss moved through the room, testing the way. She marked the safe path with her stones. She found a couple of dead ends, a true labyrinth within a labyrinth. But she reached the far end and crouched by the heavy, metal door.

She began to pick it as Therodin went next. They moved in a single-file line, a few squares between each. By the time Therodin reached the other side, Niss had the door picked. She opened it and stepped into the hallway, her daggers held low. He moved past her to be ready for an attack.

Ril put out all her lights as they kept moving. They found another trap room.

“Well, this one is worse,” Niss said as she triggered the square before the door. “I think you have to jump from safe square to safe square.”

“Is there a way to disable it?” asked Therodin.

“Yeah,” Niss said. “Look.” She pointed toward a box in the far, right corner. “A lever.”

“Zi Nim!” Ril said. The elf levitated into the air and floated out across the floor. She drifted in her white robes, her blonde braid of hair fluttering behind her. She reached the lever and pulled it.

They passed through another trap room and into another winding labyrinth full of traps but no monster girls. They had spent an hour penetrating this deep and still had seen no sign of the builder or his minions. The goblins were either out raiding, which would be bad if they rushed them from behind, or the builder would meet them with all his forces together.

That would be bad in a different way.

They came to another metal door. Niss picked the lock but when Therodin tried to open it, it didn’t move. Niss cocked her head and rolled her eyes. “It’s barred from the other side. We’re going to have to force the door.”

“Lord Abzu, God of Earth, give me the strength of the boulder crashing down the mountain slope,” prayed Therodin. “Let me be an avalanche crashing through this door!”

His god filled him with power. He slammed his shoulder into the door.

And bounced off.

He stumbled and nearly fell. He left a dent in the door, but it hardly budged. He slammed into it again. And again. It rang each time he pounded on it. Sweat poured down his face beneath his stone helm. He breathed heavily.

The door would not budge.

“He’s a Metal builder,” said Empty. “You won’t break that down with strength.”

“No,” said Corthin. “We need a miracle.” The elven priest thrust his hand forward. “Lord Ishkur, God of Thunder, let your mighty voice resonate with the barrier before us. Let it crumble before your will, oh mighty Lord of Thunder!”

The door shook with the power of his prayer. The resonance rose in pitch, hurting Therodin’s ears. He winced. The door shattered a moment later, bursting into thick chunks of metal that rained across the room behind them.

A large room.

The dungeon builder’s throne room.

Eight goblins formed a line of battle. Standing as tall as Aython, the gibbering and shrieking goblins wore armor and carried swords. They were knobbly-limbed monster girls, their beautiful faces twisted in rage.

Beyond them stood the builder and his companion. He was a tall man with ebony skin, his black hair gathered in a multitude of thick and woolly braids that fell almost like fuzzy snakes down to his shoulders. He wore armor and clapped a helm over his head, hiding him. He gripped a spear in his hand.

His companion was a deadly specimen. A hysminai. The pale skin monster girl had her black hair pulled back into a braid and four arms each one holding a curved and deadly blade. A metal bustier and panties armored her, a fierce look on her face.

One of the deadliest fighters in existence. With her four blades, a hysminai could hack apart an entire army.

“I have the hysminai,” Therodin said as he and the Company stepped into the room.

“All yours,” Niss said.

With a shriek of, “Lord Intsimbi!” the eight goblins rushed forward, eyes red with bloodlust.

“Sum Gidim!” Empty said with his rasping voice. A spectral scythe appeared before one goblin and slashed. It didn’t cut her apart. She just dropped dead and vanished into golden motes.

“Imi Usu!” Ril cried, her beautiful voice sweeping over Therodin as he rushed the enemy.

A wind also rushed over Therodin and crashed into the mob of goblins, bowling over five of them, opening a path for Therodin to rush at the hysminai. He focused on her as she moved before her builder, ready to face him.

Zarn and Aython ran beside Therodin. Zarn slammed his ax and mace into one of the downed goblins, smashing her armor and killing her with both his weapons. Aython swung his mighty ax at the two still standing, cutting off the head of one. Niss’s dagger took another rising goblin in the eyes.

“Sum Gidim!” Empty cried as the dungeon builder chanted, “Strong and durable, let the strength of Lord Nabu shield!”

A metal shield appeared before the dungeon builder just as the spectral scythe swung, blocking Empty’s attack. Intsimbi acted fast. Therodin didn’t have time to reflect on how bad that was as the hysminai sprung at him.

The four blades hacked with deadly ferocity. They struck at Therodin from every direction, striking his armor. The granite held, but the blows drove him back. He swung his sword, struggling to parry them, but the attacks were wild.

He had never been pressed so. A blade was always striking at him. From the right. The left. From above. She had perfect coordination with her blades. It was like fighting four enemies who moved in harmony with each other.

All he could do was block.

Therodin watched as Aython and Zarn fought with the builder. The man used his spear to hold the dwarf and the halfling back, utilizing his longer reach and the strength of his armor to weather the blows that did get through.

“Metal rusts and weakens, let the corrosion of Lord Nabu destroy!” roared the dungeon builder.

Zarn’s armor rusted off him, leaving the dwarf nearly naked. The builder’s spear rammed forward and stuck Zarn in the guts. The dwarf bellowed in pain as he crashed to the ground, clutching at the bleeding wound in his stomach.

Therodin could do nothing as Aython battled the builder alone.

A dagger from Niss flew at the hysminai, but the monster girl deflected the attack with a flick of one of her swords. Then her blade swept Therodin’s feet out from beneath him. Therodin crashed on his back with a mighty clatter. Her swords hammered down on him, chipping away at his armor.

“Lord Ishkur, shatter your defenses!” Corthin prayed in the background.

Therodin struggled to bring his sword up. His breastplate cracked. He had to protect himself. Get up. She knocked his sword from his hand and shattered his armor. He cursed, holding his arms up, his bracers weakening beneath the onslaught, his chest exposed.

“Illar Em!” screamed Ril.

A wet gurgle echoed through the air. The hysminai cast her gaze to the right. Horror filled her expression.

“NOOOOO!” she cried only to vanish into golden motes.

The builder lay dead, his armor shattered by Corthin’s prayer. Blood spilled from his throat. Therodin knew the spell Ril had used. Airy Javelin. He shook. If the builder had lived for another few heartbeats, Therodin would be dead.

His destroyed armor vanished as he released the blessing. He sat up and cast his gaze around. His eyes settled on Zarn. The dwarf writhed on the ground, clutching at his guts. The elven priest rushed over to him.

Worry for Zarn washed through Therodin.

Corthin placed his hand on the dwarf’s brow. “Let Lady Kittu’s passion echo through you and strengthen you. Let her cries hold back disease and infection. Let her soothing words dull the pain.’

Zarn groaned as the wound began to heal. A Thunder priest wasn’t as good at healing as a Life priest, but any God could work miracles to heal any wound, just in different ways. Corthin nodded. Zarn would live.

“That rocksucker broke my armor,” Zarn snarled as he pushed himself up. The blood soaked the bottom of his beard. “I want to shove a stalactite up his ass!”

“Ril beat you do that,” Niss giggled. She picked up a dagger lying on the ground. The one she’d used to kill a goblin. “Nice fight. That hysminai was nasty.”

“The best fighters,” Therodin said as he marched toward the back of the dungeon.

He moved with purpose now. He threw open the doors and passed through the living quarters. The dungeon was dead. There would be no more magic in it. He reached the vault and prayed to the Lord of Earth. With a punch, he broke down the metal door and found the Void Crystal.

He picked it up and slammed the black gem on the ground. It burst into shards.

“Ooh, we can sell these to the elves before heading back to Barany,” said Niss as she started picking up the valuable pieces of crystal.

Therodin nodded. He had made that mewling little shit even stronger. That was the point. Swell Barany’s strength so that he could be used to destroy the foul things infesting the world. Wai the Drowner would be Barany’s first test.

And if he could kill Wai, then he could kill any dungeon builder.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Fara engulfed my wet cock with her sweet mouth. She swirled her tongue around my dick. I groaned, savoring the elf’s warm lips over my cock. I put my hand on her head, sliding through her midnight tresses. Her ears twitched.

I stroked over her right ear with my thumb. She moaned around my cock, her eyes rolling back in her head. I smiled and stroked her ear with my thumb and finger now, sliding up and down the pointed end. She shuddered and nursed with passion on me.

“Mmm, you like that,” I said. “I know I do, Fara. Damn, that mouth.”

My elf nursed harder. I wondered if I could breed her. The humans of this world couldn’t have children with elves, from what I understood, but I wasn’t a human of this world, was I? I would love to find out. I played with Fara’s ears.

Maybe I could breed Kassie, too. And Halia, but I really didn’t want to take her out of fighting if I did. Of course, I had been fucking her enough that it was shocking she wasn’t pregnant. Maybe I couldn’t breed with any of the women of this world?

That was a depressing thought.

So I made myself feel better by stroking both of Fara’s pointed ears. My elf moaned and suckled with such abject delight on my cock. She nursed on me with delight, her suction incredible. I savored every moment of it.

“Damn,” I groaned, caressing those pointed tips. I rubbed the ends in circles. “You really love that. You are sucking fucking hard.”

She nodded around my cock.

I kept playing with her ears, stroking them as she blew me. My dick felt amazing in her mouth. She loved me. My sweet and succulent elf felt so wonderful about my dick. She nursed on me with passion. I rose toward that bursting point. I would have a mighty blast of cum.

Just unload in her mouth.

My nuts tightened as she suckled hard on me. I groaned as she worshiped me. Her mouth nursed with passion on me. It was a thrill to have her worshiping me like that. I loved it so much. She felt so good sucking on me.

“Shit,” I groaned as I stroked her pointed ears.

She suckled hard.

“Oh, that’s it… Yes!”

I erupted into her mouth.

I pumped blast after blast of cum into my delicious elf’s mouth. She gulped it down, swallowing every drop of cum that I had. I shuddered, enjoying this passion. It was an excellent moment. Stars danced before my eyes as I exploded over and over.

She gulped down my cum. She swallowed all of my seed. I loved how hot her mouth felt on my dick. It was an outstanding rush. I groaned, my head throwing back as I enjoyed every last second of this delight. I shuddered, a big smile crossing my lips.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s so good.”

She whimpered and nodded, swallowing my cum. She gulped down my jizz. I loved every second of her nursing on me. She worked out all the cum. I quivered and hit that wonderful peak of delight.
“I got to breed you, Fara,” I panted. “I want you to have my baby.”

She ripped her mouth off my dick and moaned, “I don’t know if that’s possible!” Her large, violet eyes quivered. “But I want that! I want to be taken so hard!”

She was so turned on right now. The ear play had really gotten to her.

“Stand up, brace against the wall, and thrust out that ass,” I groaned. “I’m going to fuck your cunt so hard. I’m going to pump all my cum into your womb!”

“Yes, Lord Leo!” she moaned.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Fauraliiithiliana quivered as she braced her hands against the wall. The salty flavor of Lord Leo’s cum still filled her mouth. She wiggled her hips, her pussy dripping with excitement. She wanted this so much. She wanted to have his baby.

She was so turned on. When he played with her ears, it was like having her nipples pinched and rolled. The pleasure had shot right to her pussy. Now her bald twat dripped juices that ran down her thighs. She ached for him to fuck her.

Lord Leo pressed his magnificent cock right against her pussy folds. She loved his dick far more than those fossilized shafts of the elder elven scholars she had to pleasure to earn her spot at the Library. Now she had a man. A builder.

A conqueror and a liberator. A warrior and a champion.

He rammed his cock to the hilt in her pussy.

The elf moaned, her pointed ears twitching. Her small breasts quivered as she savored his big dick in her. She squeezed her cunt down around him as he pulled back. She wanted him to breed her. She ached to have Lord Leo’s seed quicken in her.

He buried back to the hilt in her pussy. He plowed deep and hard into her snatch. He groaned, thrusting away at her with strength. He fucked her with such passion. She whimpered, her hot pussy clenching about him.

She massaged him with her flesh as he fucked her, his cock nuzzling into her cervix.

Right against the entrance to her womb.

He buried that deep into her over and over again. She loved it so much. She enjoyed his big cock fucking her like that. She quivered as he pounded her like that. He buried to the hilt in her again and again. It was perfect. Just what she needed to feel.

“Yes!” she moaned, her ears twitching. “Rotten leaves, that’s so good. Oh, Lord Leo. Quicken new life in my womb!”

“I plan on it!” he growled. “I’ll fuck you once a day just to make sure!”

“Yes, my Lord!” she groaned as she clamped her pussy down on his cock.

He plowed to her cervix again, kissing the entrance to her womb. She quivered as her orgasm built and built. She was already so turned on from the ear play, she couldn’t last long with his hard thrusts plowing to the hilt in her again and again.

He thrust into her with force. He buried to the hilt in her twat again and again. She loved that so much. She enjoyed his dick filling her up. She clamped down hard, aching for him to breed her. She gripped him tight.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. “Oh, that’s so good. That’s just wonderful. I love it so much!”

“Good!” he grunted.

He slammed hard into her. She quivered, her orgasm swelling in her. Her ears quivered as he buried into her snatch. His hands slid up her body and cupped her little boobies. He rubbed those mounds, his hands massaging them.

She groaned, her face twisting in delight as she enjoyed that pleasure. He was so glad that she did. He would drive her wild. He plowed into her with force. He buried to the hilt in her snatch again and again. She shuddered, her butt-cheeks jiggling.

“Lord Leo!” she moaned, clamping her cunt down on him. “Yes!”

Her pussy went wild around his cock.

Ecstasy swept through Fauraliiithiliana’s body and across her mind. Her pussy convulsed as he buried his dick to the hilt in her. He pressed his cock right against the entrance to her womb. She whimpered, more waves of ecstasy spilling through her body.

“Lord Leo, breed me!” she gasped.

“Fuck, yes!” he growled.

And erupted.

His hot cum jetted right into her womb. She could feel his jizz splashing past her cervix and filling her uterus. She trembled, her cunt writhing around his dick. It was an incredible moment. He shuddered there, loving every second of this. Just savoring every last moment of this bliss.

“Your seed is spilling into my womb, Lord Leo!” she cried, her orgasm drowning in her mind in euphoria.

“Good!” he growled as more and more of his cum pumped into her twat. “That’s good. Shit!”

He filled her up. She loved the way her cunt spasmed around him, working out all the cum. She whimpered as she stared at the dungeon wall before her. His cum fired one last time into her pussy. She trembled.

So glad he would breed her. She enjoyed this break from her work just as she hoped Lysila enjoyed her “swim” with the mermaids.

“I’m going to breed you, Kassie, and Lysila,” groaned Leo. “Maybe Halia, but… I like her as a fighter.”

“Yes, my Lord,” Fauraliiithiliana purred, feeling so amazing with all his seed in her womb. She rubbed at her belly, hoping new life quickened.

Chapter Nineteen

Tuerien Ironbane watched the city of Myrecilla fall.

He could not believe the foolish King Thanitis had stripped away the defenders. It had been easy for his monster girls to seize the city. He stood atop the grand spire he had thrust out of the heart of the city, a towering monolith.

He could see everything.

His monster girls rounded up the women while the men were being executed. He didn’t need them, but he was seeing the value in having his own retainers like that Leo. If he could torment these women enough, they would swear to him out of fear.

Then he could train them to fight and breed them. Children that would be his next generation of soldiers. Not as useful as his monster girls, but he could have so many of them. He could gain more power.

That was the way of it. He had to stretch out his strength farther. He had Leo to the north and Fuegin farther to the west. Wai the Drowner was too far to the southeast to be a threat. For now.
Leo was the big one.

He needed a strong base to challenge that man.

“The last resistance has fallen,” said Frosseta, his new adlet. She had been the ice companion to a dungeon builder named Torden Stormlord whom Tuerien had slain last week. A new addition to his power, gaining him the Wind and Ice glyphs. “The southern quarter is yours.”

Tuerien smiled. He had gained Verja, a manticore, and a cyclops named Skrige also from killing Torden Stormlord. What a pretentious name. He had six glyphs now.

He glanced at a square nearby where his animated armors were executing the men, beheading them one by one before throwing them into the Myr River. The current would carry their bodies to the stream and every community would know that he ruled these lands.

The Romans almost had it right to decimate a town. But they should have done more than killed one in ten men. Tuerien preferred the modern definition of the word.

He breathed in and out as he gazed out at all he had wrought here today. The world would know Tuerien Ironbane. They would remember him. The first dungeon builder to ever take Myrecilla. He clasped his hands behind him.

“We found something in the vault in the temple,” reported Acier, his first companion. His red cap. She had refused to date him when he’d been a youth. Laughed in Tuerien’s face. Now she was his whore who gladly took his cock in all her holes. “A sword.”

“Bring it to me,” he ordered.

To be continued…

Click here for Part 10.

You can read my schedule!

Connect with me on MeWe (Facebook but you can post porn)!

Join my discord server!

If you enjoyed the story, support me on Patreon!

I have released a part 43 of the revamped Devil’s Pact on Smashwords. Read this post for more information if you’re interested!