Dungeon And Slave: The Lustful and Violent Slave Harem of the Guard and Students Chosen as Testers for the Succubus Dungeon

Chapter 14: ☆Magic Acquisition and Bratty Girl

Deciding to acquire a spell, I scanned the magic book list.

[Magic Books]

- Earth Magic Sandball Magic Book: 30,000 DP Earth Wall Magic Book: 30,000 DP

- Water Magic Waterball Magic Book: 30,000 DP Water Wall Magic Book: 30,000 DP

- Fire Magic Fireball Magic Book: 30,000 DP Firewall Magic Book: 30,000 DP

- Wind Magic Wind Cutter Magic Book: 30,000 DP Wind Wall Magic Book: 30,000 DP

- Light Magic Light Magic Book: 30,000 DP Heal Magic Book: 50,000 DP Cure Magic Book: 50,000 DP

- Special Magic Magic Detection Magic Book: 100,000 DP

“Magic can be learned by anyone, right? The question is what’s effective against groups… focus on stalling, or go all-in on offense as the best defense… Hmm.”

In my shirt and underwear, I crossed my arms, staring at the list.

Wall spells can limit enemy paths, great for groups. In my child soldier days, we used traps and obstacles for forest combat like that.

If fantasy manga-style goblins appear, some might use bows or magic. Wall spells could block those.

But I don’t know the wall’s size or mana cost yet.

If it uses as much mana as Physical Enhancement and only hides one person, it’s underwhelming. Without ranged attacks, it’s just delaying.

Better to preemptively crush ranged attackers. Plus, that suits my personality.

“Hmm, attack magic it is.”

Now, which attack magic attribute? Sandball and Waterball are out—they don’t seem damaging enough.

That leaves Fireball or Wind Cutter.

“Fireball or kamaitachi…”

Closing my eyes, I recalled the fantasy and superpower manga I binged after returning to Japan, and the gacha hell of mobile games.

“…Wind Cutter.”

I settled on the Wind Cutter Magic Book.

Fireballs are slow but have explosive impact, great for slow, clustered enemies. But as a magic newbie, I’m not confident hitting jumping Horn Rabbits.

Wind Cutter lacks Fireball’s raw power but excels in speed, cutting force, and invisibility. It feels like it uses less mana and activates faster. Even if I miss, I can likely fire again quickly.

With some wishful thinking, I tapped and purchased the Wind Cutter Magic Book. My balance dropped to 56,490 DP.

Pressing the purchase button, the magic circle on the desk glowed, and a book appeared—dozens of parchment-like pages bound together, about encyclopedia-sized.

The cover was pale green, with geometric patterns and unreadable ancient-looking script.

“Like the martial arts manual, I just open it, right?”

They wouldn’t expect me to read gibberish. Like Physical Enhancement, I expected the info to implant in my head, so I opened the cover.

“Whoa.”

The book started burning like the manual, so I let go. It burned up instantly.

“Let’s see…”

Assuming the knowledge was in my head, I searched for Wind Cutter’s info. Sure enough, I had details on its use and mana channeling.

“Oh, the power scales with mana input.”

And it activates fast, as expected. The catch is I have to say the spell’s name to cast it.

I flashed back to my childhood, mimicking Kameh◯ha or doing Fusi◯n alone while watching DVDs.

Doing that at 25… Well, no one’s around to hear, so it’s fine.

I’ll test it tomorrow to check its speed and power. That’ll shape how I use it.

“Alright, now I’ve got a ranged attack.”

Done planning for tomorrow, I suppressed the urge to summon Wall Butt and ate two portions of dinner to avoid missing it again.

I opened the Slave purchase screen and tapped Wall Butt Succubus once. With no clue how many rounds it’ll take to sate me, I’ll summon them one at a time.

Anyone but that tanned succubus should take two rounds. Since my mana hit F+, four probably won’t cut it, so I’ll need at least three summons.

Wondering who’ll show up, I tapped Wall Butt Succubus with anticipation.

Tapping the Chest-to-Lower Body Exposure Course, the wall opposite the bed glowed, revealing a female body from the collarbone down in a come-hither doggy-style pose.

“Hm? This isn’t the first day’s loli girl?”

I tilted my head at the unmistakably childlike body.

She’s clearly younger than the high school-aged loli from day one, who looked about 14. This one’s maybe 130 cm tall.

Checking the holographic display, I saw a smug-looking girl with pink hair in twin tails.

She looked like an elementary schooler, no matter how I squinted.

“Hmm, what to do?”

The first day’s loli was about 14, maybe 150 cm, with small but grabbable breasts and some pubic hair.

This girl looks 11 or 12, max. Her chest is barely budding, not worth grabbing. Completely smooth down there. Even for me, an elementary schooler’s off-limits.

But, pathetically, despite her body, my cock—horny since evening—was rock-hard.

“I didn’t think I was that much of a lolicon.”

Even with an erection, I hesitated to touch such a young girl.

No choice. Since the screen’s showing her face, I can’t summon another. Guess I’ll wait 30 minutes.

Feeling disappointed, the loli started shaking her buttocks.

Her tail pointed at me, curling inward like the tanned succubus, as if saying, “What’re you doing, big brother? Come get me!”

Clearly provoking me.

I glanced at the display again. Her expression had shifted, lips curled, chin raised, looking down at me.

I looked at the loli.

Wiggle, wiggle.

Back at the display.

Smirk.

“I see. So this is a bratty girl… Alright, if you’re asking for it, I’ll teach you a lesson.”

I grabbed her tiny tail, knelt before her thrust-out buttocks, and dove into her childlike pussy with my mouth.

The bratty succubus stood on tiptoes at my sudden cunnilingus, her tail squirming to escape my grip.

Holding her tail tight, I caressed her clitoris with my tongue and slowly slid a finger into her vagina.

She’s feeling it—her tail’s twitching like crazy.

Next, I took my soaked finger and plunged it into her anus. Her buttocks shook violently, wings flaring, flapping wildly as if protesting. She tried kicking me with one leg, so I pinned both thighs with my other arm.

After five minutes of cunnilingus and loosening her anus, confirming both her pussy and anus were wet enough, I pulled my mouth away and stood.

Dropping my underwear with one hand, I rammed my cock into her bratty pussy in one thrust.

The sudden deep penetration made her stand on tiptoes again, buttocks quivering.

Then, I shoved the spade-shaped tip of her tail, still in my grip, into her anus.

Instantly, her back arched dramatically. Even from behind, I could tell she was screaming “Aheee!”

Fixing the tail to stay in her anus, I grabbed her buttocks and thrust furiously.

Slap, slap, slap!

My hips slammed into her thin, barely elastic buttocks, the dry sound echoing in the room.

Her vagina was deeper than expected, swallowing my entire cock. It was insanely tight. Impressive—even looking like a loli, her sex organs are adult-level, I thought, admiring the succubus.

So, I thrust even harder, twisting her tail in her anus.

Unable to take it, her knees buckled.

“Hey, what’s that pathetic display? Where’s all that attitude from before? What a weak-ass pussy!”

Mocking her quick surrender, I lifted her thighs, shifting to a wheelbarrow position, pushing her like a cart.

I resumed slamming my hips.

Squelch, squelch, squelch!

Her tight vagina’s juices, scraped out by my cock’s ridge, made lewd sounds with each thrust.

Maybe from the intensity or pleasure, she didn’t try pulling her tail out of her anus, even though I’d let go. Her once-flailing wings drooped limply.

Taking that as surrender, I stopped resisting the periodic spasms of her vaginal walls. A wave of ejaculation hit.

“Guh, I’m cumming inside! Take it all in your kid pussy! Got it?”

I smacked her buttocks with a slap, and her wings flapped twice, as if saying, “Understood.”

Satisfied, I pulled her thighs closer, thrust my hips deep, and unleashed a massive load into her childlike womb.

Spurt, spurt!

Being my first round today, it pulsed repeatedly, pouring semen into her.

After emptying myself, I slowly pulled out.

The mix of semen and juices, scraped out by my ridge, gushed from her pussy, forming a small puddle at her feet.

I stepped back from the bratty succubus and sat on the bed.

Losing support, she sank to her knees, twitching.

I gazed at her, satisfied.

So this is teaching a lesson. I didn’t think I was a lolicon, but this is pretty thrilling.

Sipping my half-drunk soda and resting, the bratty succubus stopped twitching, shakily standing with trembling legs.

She pointed her quivering tail at me, curling it inward again.

“I see, I see. Saying I haven’t taught you enough yet? Fine, I’ll tame you till time’s up.”

I stood from the bed, stroking my half-erect cock, and positioned myself behind her.

Grabbing her trembling—or expectant—tail, I rammed my cock back into her bratty pussy, shoving her tail into her anus.

After that, I did one more round with the bratty succubus, but time ran out during a third.

Still horny and unsatisfied, I summoned again, and the usual mischievous masochist succubus appeared. I spanked her buttocks, pinched her nipples, teased her anus, and enjoyed two rounds.

When she vanished, four rounds weren’t enough, as expected, so I summoned again. Like clockwork, the tanned big-sister succubus showed up.

With no idea how many rounds I had left, unlike with the bratty succubus, I got taught a lesson by the tanned succubus instead.