Dungeon And Slave: The Lustful and Violent Slave Harem of the Guard and Students Chosen as Testers for the Succubus Dungeon - Chapter 39: ☆Please

Chapter 39: ☆Please

Tester Life Day 14, Morning, My Room, Yagumo Sanada

Freyja rides me, her hips grinding back and forth, side to side.

Looking up, her expression is completely melted in pleasure.

My cockhead is assaulted from every angle by what feels like an upgraded version of the isoginchaku (sea anemone) pussy, the Infinite Tentacles, ravaging me.

(Feels so good… perfect… huh?)

But something feels off compared to the tentacles I usually savor with Wall Butts.

Not infinite tentacles, but like one thick tentacle licking me all over.

The moment I think that, my consciousness rapidly awakens… oh, it was a dream.

Yet my dick still feels good.

What’s going on? I open my eyes.

“Nn, lick, lick, nn, nn.”

There, a naked beauty buries her face between my legs.

My first Slave, Sayaka, owner of the takotsubo (octopus pot) pussy.

She eagerly sucks my cock, bobbing her head while her tongue swirls around the tip.

Feels amazing. Following my rule not to deep-throat until she’s used to oral cumshots, she avoids the base, pistoning her head frantically.

I reach out and stroke her head.

Noticing I’m awake, Sayaka glances up, her eyes narrowing happily.

“Feels good, Sayaka.”

“Nn, nn, nn.”

Praised, she purses her lips, sucking hard and speeding up.

Gluck, gluck echoes through the bedroom.

“Guh, oh, feels good, I’m cumming!”

Spurt, spuuurt

Overwhelmed by the pleasure built up overnight and her vacuum blowjob, I unload into her mouth.

“Ngu, nn, nk, nn.”

Despite ten rounds last night with Sayaka, Freyja, and the bratty succubus, my overnight recovery produces a massive load.

Determined not to spill this time, Sayaka keeps her lips sealed, desperately swallowing.

I watch her expression as I keep cumming.

After a few seconds, fully spent, she slowly pulls her mouth off, squeezing from the base.

Just before releasing, she kisses the tip and lightly sucks.

“Oh, oh.”

The sensitive post-climax tip makes me let out a weird noise.

Sayaka looks up with those eyes, narrowing them in a smile.

She sits up, opening her mouth—no semen left.

“Sorry, Master. I was taught to show the cum in my mouth and get permission before swallowing, but there was too much.”

“Nah, it’s fine. Keep swallowing without showing.”

I produce a ton each time. Holding it in her mouth like a squirrel’s impossible.

“Yes, thank you, Master.”

“No, thank you. It felt great.”

“Ah, ngh… I’m glad.”

I pull her close for a light kiss, and she happily clings to me.

Her cute gesture prompts me to ask while stroking her head.

“But why the sudden morning blowjob?”

I didn’t expect a girl who was a virgin yesterday to wake me with one.

“Um… it was hard when I woke up, and I thought it might hurt. The instructor at the training facility taught us that… Did I mess up?”

“Not at all. I’ve been struggling to calm it every morning. If you can, do it daily.”

Lately, even cold showers don’t help.

“Yes! I’ll serve you every morning!”

She beams at my request.

“Training facility, huh? So all the kidnapped girls were there?”

“Yes. That day, I woke up in a big mansion by a lake…”

Her eyes drop as she recounts something I expected but traumatic for a high schooler.

“So, right in front of you, the teachers and cafeteria ladies…”

Those ladies were so cheerful.

Silently praying for their peace, I stroke Sayaka’s head.

“Master…”

“And you trained for sex at the facility?”

“Yes. We were split into two groups. Mornings were running and strength training; afternoons were sex technique training with dolls and dildos. They also taught us Slave speech and behavior.”

“I see.”

They trained them to fulfill Slave roles? Nice work, Queen.

Mastering that technique in two weeks? Sayaka’s got talent.

A beautiful girl with a great figure, big breasts, a perfect pussy, and sex talent? She’s the best. Choosing her was right.

“A-And… if we weren’t bought, we’d all be disposed of…”

“Yeah, the Queen mentioned that.”

“Y-Yes… um… it’s presumptuous, but…”

What? Eyes down, trembling… scared? She’s safe now, bought.

Could it be…

“You’ve got a close friend there?”

“…!?”

“Haha, I get it. You want to ask me to buy her but worry I’ll hate you for it, right?”

Fully submissive, her biggest fear is me hating or abandoning her.

I don’t get those emotions. I’ve lived taking what comes, not chasing what leaves.

I left the cartel’s gifted women behind when I fled.

But seeing Sayaka’s love and devotion since yesterday, I can guess.

“…Yes. She’s my best friend… but she’s a bit headstrong… Without me, she might suffer.”

“So you want me to buy her. Who’s this friend?”

A Grade 5 is 200,000 DP, easy to buy now. Grade 4’s 400,000 DP—tough but doable, though it’d drop my balance to about 100,000.

“Nijikki Sanae, the archery club’s vice-captain. I heard she’s in my price range.”

“Nijikki… oh, her.”

She was in the middle of the Grade 1 Slave catalog. Unique name, so I remember.

Sharp face, tall, model-like beauty. Not huge breasts—maybe C-cup. Still a Grade 1, so she’s either super kinky, has a perfect pussy, or something the succubi deemed Grade 1-worthy.

“You know her!?”

“Huh? Yeah, from the catalog. Unique name. But Grade 1, huh?”

Can’t buy her right away.

“Um… is Grade 1 really expensive?”

“Yup. Normal testers in a six-person party earn about 700–1,000 DP daily per person. That’s 7,000–10,000 yen. Grade 1s cost 2,000,000 DP.”

“What!? Two million!? That much…”

No surprise there. Even fighting non-stop on floors 1–2, testers earn maybe 30,000 DP monthly. After inflated food and Wall Butt costs, there’s barely anything left.

I continue to Sayaka, wide-eyed in shock.

“Yeah. Even me, pushing deeper and killing more monsters than anyone, taking all rewards solo, it took nearly two weeks to save 700,000 DP.”

“Huh? Then how did you get me…”

“You were from the 5th floor Domain Guardian—a boss monster. Beating it got me a Grade 1 Slave Exchange Ticket. I used that.”

“That kind of reward… Oh! Maybe if you beat another Domain Guardian—”

“Probably. But beating the same one likely won’t work. The ticket’s a first-clear reward. The next Domain Guardian, probably on the 10th floor, might give another.”

From Remia’s reaction, I’m betting there’s another ticket. The carrot needs to dangle ahead to work.

“Then, please!”

“Yeah, if I get another Grade 1 Slave Exchange Ticket, I’ll use it for Nijikki.”

“Oh! Thank you, Master! I love you!”

Sayaka hugs me tightly.

Her big breasts feel great against my chest.

I was thinking of getting Karen next, but whatever. If she’s moping over her friend, sex won’t be fun.

I can’t promise a timeline, but Grade 1s won’t be bought easily.

Remia said the next Domain Guardian clearers get Grade 2 or lower tickets.

With the Battle Sports Club and others still on floor 2, unless I screw up, I’ll reach floor 10 first.

Kukuku, once I get Nijikki, I’ll line her up with Sayaka for a taste test. Their asses side by side, making the best friends kiss while I take turns from behind—that’ll be fun.

“Master… um… your… p-penis looks like it’s hurting.”

Still hugging me, Sayaka shyly mentions my cock with an upturned gaze.

“Well, with these soft breasts pressed against me…”

Her words turn me on, and I shrug.

“Um… let me serve you again.”

“Alright, I want your pussy this time.”

“P-Puss… yes… um… I’ll serve with my… p-pussy.”

Blushing at the dirty word, Sayaka gently lays me back and straddles my cock.

Riding me, huh?

Making a shy girl say lewd things is thrilling.

Suppressing a grin, I feel her vaginal opening touch my cock.