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

Chapter 17: ☆Clothespins

Tester Life Day 5, Night, Test Dungeon First Floor, My Room, Yagumo Sanada

“Phew… I’m beat.”

Back in My Room, I stripped off my gear and plopped onto the bed.

Today, I went deep, hitting side tunnels, and finally faced four Horn Rabbits.

In the narrow side tunnels, two from the sides and two from behind with a delay kept me busy.

While I had mana, I could handle the first two with magic, giving me breathing room, but once it ran out, things got hectic. I ended up using a mana recovery potion during lunch.

Even with double recovery speed, three hours for five Wind Cutter casts was a lifesaver. At F+, it’d be about two casts—meh—so ranking up helped.

Luckily, I got two mana recovery potions from chests, so I’m in the black.

A Grade 5 potion and a leather sword belt made today’s chests a win.

“Good thing I learned magic.”

E-rank gave me stamina to spare, but fighting four Horn Rabbits back-to-back would’ve worn me down. I’d lose focus and risk a hit.

Magic let me take it easy and cut risks.

“Time to wash up.”

I stood, shed my guard uniform and underwear, and headed to the shower room.

After washing off sweat, I cleaned my underwear and guard uniform pants. I’ll air-dry them tomorrow and wear the leather pants from a chest instead.

Done with showering and laundry, I bought a soda from the shop, chugged it, and, in just underwear, grabbed my backpack to cash in magic stones at the magic crystal.

The result: 257 stones for 7,710 DP. Seven hours minus breaks for this is solid. I moved fast through the main route and side tunnels.

No copper coins today, so with yesterday’s balance, I’m at 80,700 DP. About 800,000 yen. Stacking up nicely.

“Just wait a bit longer.”

As usual, my cock’s been rock-hard since showering, but to avoid missing food, I bought two dinner sets—katsudon today.

After eating and letting my stomach settle, I went to the magic crystal for my nightly Wall Butt Succubus ritual.

“Oh, leading off today?”

The first was the mischievous masochist succubus, back after two days.

Her pink bobbed hair on the screen shifted from a playful grin to a seductive woman’s face.

She’s already wiggling her buttocks, teasing me.

Normally, I’d spank her before diving in, but not today.

I reached for a prop I’d prepped yesterday, left on the desk.

Crouching beside her, I clipped clothespins, linked by a string, onto both of her nipples.

Instantly, her wings flared, her tail shot up like a cat’s, and her feet stomped the ground like she was sprinting. Grinning at her obvious panic, I thought she was freaking out.

Too noisy, so I yanked the string hard toward me.

The clothespins snapped off her nipples, and her legs shook, her pussy squirting with a gush, gush.

She came from the new sensation.

Waiting for her legs to stop trembling, I clipped the clothespins back on her nipples.

Holding the string, I moved behind her.

Dropping my underwear, I thrust my cock deep inside and pounded back and forth.

Smack, smack, smack!

Her drenched pussy felt amazing, with its usual walls pulling my cock deeper, sending waves of pleasure.

The tightness was different this time.

Probably because my movements tugged or loosened the string, stimulating her nipples. She’s excited, anticipating when the clothespins might snap off again like before.

I deliberately tugged the string with just the right force to keep them on, slamming into her big buttocks.

A small puddle of juices, scraped out by my ridge, already formed at her feet.

Pounding away, watching my cock slide in and out and her soft buttocks jiggle, my limit hit fast—first round of the day.

I gripped her hips tightly, thrusting furiously for the final sprint.

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack!

“Fuck… cumming deep! Clamp down tight!”

At my limit, I yanked the string hard.

Her pussy squeezed insanely tight. Unable to hold back, I drove my cock deep, pressing against her cervix, and unleashed a massive load.

Spurt, spurt!

Her pussy kept gripping hard during ejaculation, its walls milking my cock from base to tip.

“Ugh…”

Spurt, spurt.

Drained to the last drop, I leaned over her back, gently fondling her large breasts until her pussy’s grip eased.

As the pressure weakened, I started pulling out, but her spasming pussy tightened again, re-hardening my cock. I dove straight into a second round without pulling out.

This time, with clothespins on her nipples, I spanked her buttocks as usual. She came multiple times, and I couldn’t resist her convulsing pussy, cumming quickly.

“Cumming so fast from spanks, you damn masochist.”

Pulling out, I taunted her via the display. Her legs shook again, and her pussy squirted clear liquid.

My words made her cum and squirt.

I’ve handled a few masochist women returning to Japan, but this succubus is more sensitive than any, despite her nature. As more of an S, I don’t mind her type.

Watching her squirt made my cock harden again.

Seems E-rank boosted my recovery speed. I clipped the clothespins back on her nipples, tied the string to my cock, lifted one of her legs onto my shoulder in a standing side position, and thrust.

Squelch, squelch, squelch.

My cock dug into her soaked pussy from a new angle, wet sounds echoing in the room.

The string tied to my cock tugged her clothespins with each thrust, stimulating her nipples.

Her remaining leg trembled, her pussy clamping tight.

When one clothespin snapped off, her pussy squeezed so hard I thought my cock might tear, and her other leg gave out, nearly collapsing.

I caught her thigh under my arm, lifted her other leg the same way, and shifted to a wheelbarrow position.

Pistoning hard, I pulled back just before cumming and yanked the last clothespin off her nipple.

She hit climax, her pussy squeezing tight, and I pounded for the final sprint.

“Fuck, third round, take it!”

At my limit, I thrust deep, cumming in her insanely tight depths.

Spurt, spurt, spurt!

Even for a third round, the load was huge, flooding her womb.