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

Chapter 47: NTR Prevention Bulletin Board

Slave Life Day 16, Early Morning, My Room Bedroom, Tsukigase Sayaka

Waking up, I see Master’s profile beside me.

Sanada Yagumo. That’s my Master’s name.

I really wanted to call him Yagumo-san, but I was too shy, so I stuck with “Master,” as the succubus instructors taught me.

But Master calls me Sayaka. It makes me happy. Every time he says my name, I feel like I truly belong to him.

I’m so lucky.

Because the person I most wanted to buy me did.

That day, after training, we finished dinner and were chatting in the big room with my best friend Sanae, the exchange student Karen, and others when a succubus instructor suddenly called me to the hallway.

She said, “You’ve been bought. Get ready and follow me.”

I was shocked. I’d been told I was quite expensive.

Bought in just two weeks? When no one else had been?

But ignoring my confusion, the instructor grabbed my arm, urging me to hurry.

I quickly opened the big room’s door and shouted to Sanae and the others, “I think I’ve been bought! I’ll beg them to buy you too, Sanae! And everyone else! So wait for me!”

I had more to say, but the instructor dragged me away.

They took me to a large bath. Several Soulless Dolls were waiting, and with their empty eyes, they scrubbed me thoroughly.

My armpits and other body hair were shaved, and my pubic hair was mercilessly plucked to shape it, even though it was already sparse and I didn’t want it touched.

Finally, they dried my hair with something like a hairdryer and dressed me in a bondage-like outfit like the succubi wear.

When I asked if my uniform was thrown out, the instructor told me my uniform and underwear could be retrieved from the Slave Management screen. Then she just said to serve my master well so others get bought, and a magic circle appeared at my feet, enveloping me in light.

I was scared during the light. In my heart, I prayed the buyer was the guard.

And my wish came true.

When I saw Master, I nearly cried from relief and joy.

Even with my nervous self, Master looked a bit troubled but spoke to me kindly.

He was gentle during sex too. He even prepared a potion—a medicine that heals wounds instantly—so I wouldn’t feel pain.

He even promised to save my best friend Sanae.

Oh… Master. I love you. I love your strong, kind, and robust back.

Since giving him my first time, I fall for him more every time he holds me.

I want to keep touching him. I want to feed him. I want to clean his ears and brush his teeth.

I want to dry him after a bath and put on his underwear. He refused that, though.

But he really enjoys my morning oral service when he wakes up.

So I watch his reactions, always looking for the spots that make him feel the best. I want to see his pleased face.

I’m proactive during sex too. I want to see his happy face.

I want to be with him forever. I don’t want to be apart for a moment.

I cling to my sleeping Master, resting my head on his thick chest.

Yesterday, while Master was in the dungeon, I was scared. You can’t watch his battles from this room.

Thinking about something happening to him made me terrified, even while cleaning or doing laundry.

So when he came back safely, I was so relieved I couldn’t help but hug him.

And then, serving him in the bathroom, getting his cock inside me—it made me feel truly safe and happy.

Though it was super embarrassing when he held my thighs from behind and told me to pee in front of the bathroom mirror.

But if it’s what Master wants, I’ll do anything. So I peed, and he was pleased.

Oh… Master. If it makes you happy, I’ll do anything, no matter how embarrassing.

If you want to cum, take me anytime, anywhere.

I don’t want to be apart, even for a second. I want to stay with Master, my beloved Yagumo-san, forever. I want to go to the dungeon with him, give him a lap pillow during breaks.

But I don’t have the strength to fight in the dungeon. I’d just be a burden.

I can’t use a sword, and magic… oh! Magic!

If I could use magic like Master, I could fight!

But magic’s expensive. Master’s kind, so he might buy it if I ask.

But he’s so kind, he probably wouldn’t let me fight even if I wanted to.

So what can I do…

Wait… Master said making maps is a hassle.

I’m good at remembering paths. I can usually recall a route after one pass. If I could make dungeon maps, he might take me along.

To do that, I need to study map-making. And dungeons too.

While Master’s in the dungeon today, I’ll check the shop for books on that. If there aren’t any, I’ll subtly ask him between services.

Oh, it’s almost time for Master to wake up.

I gently pull away from him and slide my body between his legs.

Then I pull down his pants and run my tongue over the tip of his morning-hard cock.

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Tester Life, Day 16, Morning, 1st Floor, My Room, Sanada Yagumo

The morning after the great sex with Mia.

Waking to the pleasure in my lower body, I cum in Sayaka’s mouth as she teases my tip with her tongue, starting the day off right.

Last night, after Mia, the tanned big-sis succubus Lanaoa showed up, and after an epic battle, she drained me for three loads, totaling 12 for the night. And yet, my cock’s still raring to go in the morning—damn, it’s robust.

I thought Freyja would be second, but Lanaoa, who seems to manage the Wall Butt ladies, must’ve outranked her.

Not every day, though. Lanaoa seems to check in periodically to gauge my progress. Tonight, Freyja’ll probably show.

That sex battle with Lanaoa? I wasn’t just on the receiving end. Using my thick glans, I hit her from all angles and made her cum inside. Barely, though.

Still, she patted my head like, “Good effort, big sis felt a little good,” or something.

My challenge now is resisting the intense pleasure when upper-class succubi like Freyja cum inside.

It’s pathetic, but their vaginal movements when they climax make my hips give out, and I can’t move for a bit. Feels like they’re sucking my soul. Will higher rank let me handle it?

Thinking that, I take a quick shower with Sayaka, who brushes my teeth with a beaming smile.

In the living room, I check my mana—still D-rank, a bit disappointing—then have breakfast with Sayaka. Today’s a bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich, a classic BLT. Tasty.

After breakfast, I sip coffee, relax on the sofa, and let my stomach settle.

Meanwhile, Sayaka gathers trash from the bedroom and living room—mostly tons of used tissues—plus yesterday’s dinner containers, leftovers, today’s breakfast paper containers, paper cups, and plastic bottles into a trash bag.

At 8:30, I head to the service room to gear up.

Sayaka, following me, hands me the guard uniform from the hanger.

As I put it on, she holds the leather armor for easy wearing, helps fasten the belts, and passes me the gauntlets and shin guards.

Thanks to her, I’m ready in half the usual time.

Looks like her serious stare yesterday was to memorize how I gear up.

What a capable girl. Letting her loose in the world would be dangerous.

I resolve again to protect her, equip my machete, knife, and Magic Pouch at my waist, give Sayaka a slightly longer kiss, grab the trash bag, and leave the room.

Outside, a crowd’s gathered by the dungeon entrance.

What’s up? I approach and see a big whiteboard, like one from class, set up with multiple papers taped to it.

Reading the papers, they say things like, “Grade 4, Year X Class Y, So-and-So is my girlfriend, don’t buy her,” or “Grade 3, Year X Class Y, So-and-So is my sister, please don’t buy.”

So, Yuki put my idea from yesterday into action already.

No way to confirm if they’re really couples, but posting like this lowers the risk of them being bought.

I look for Yuki’s note among the 40 or so papers… no need to search.

Unlike the memo-sized notes, his is two A3 sheets taped together, written huge.

The content?

“Grade 2, Year 1 Class A, Yuki Hina is my sister. Buy her, and I’ll kill you! I’ll definitely kill you! I won’t let you escape! I’ll catch you, rip off your penis, burn it in front of you, and carve you up from your feet to kill you! Escaping’s pointless—I’m fighting on the front lines! I’ll hunt you down and kill you! Year 3, Battle Sports Club President, Yuki Tomoya.”

“Damn, that’s some high kill intent.”

Even I flinch. Not just me—other students are like, “Whoa,” too. Then they jot it down, probably to avoid buying her by mistake.

It’s close to a death threat, but it’s effective. No one wants to make human enemies in a dark dungeon full of monsters. I’d like to believe no idiot would step on this landmine.

Just in case, I copy the girls’ names into my notebook to avoid making enemies.

Seeing me do this, some students in my peripheral vision look relieved.

Don’t worry, I’m not desperate enough to steal your girls.

Smirking to myself, I finish copying and head into the dungeon.

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“Tch, Rock! Hold them off!”

Running into three goblins head-on, I get caught in a melee with no time for magic.

To make matters worse, two more goblins emerge from a nearby small room, so I order Rock to stall them.

“Wan!”

Following my command, Rock raises its shield and blocks the new goblins.

Meanwhile, I swing my machete and bash with my shield, taking out the three in front of me.

In the corner of my eye, I see Rock barely holding off the taller goblins’ club attacks with its shield.

Wind Cutter.

After finishing the goblins in front, I use magic to slice off one of the goblins’ heads as it focuses on Rock.

Startled by its buddy’s head flying off, the other goblin freezes, and Rock drives its knife deep into its chest.

The stabbed goblin collapses with a look of disbelief.

“Nice job, Rock.”

I pat Rock’s gray head for stalling and killing one goblin.

“Wafun♪”

Rock looks happy to be praised, wagging its tail vigorously.

Even if it caught it off guard, I didn’t expect it to take down a higher-rank goblin on its own.

I’ve been having it finish off near-dead goblins or tank, but it’s gotten used to their movements, huh.

As I stroke Rock’s head, impressed, it suddenly crouches, emitting a black light from its body.

Caught off guard, I backstep, readying my machete.

What’s happening? Is Rock okay?

I’m worried, but I don’t let my guard down just because it’s an ally. Back in the day, a comrade freaked out from battlefield stress and started spraying bullets.

After a moment, the light fades, and Rock stands, giving me a friendly look.

But its height and build are different.

It’s about 20 cm taller, a bit wider, with visible abs even through its fur.

I recognize this form.

“Did you rank up and evolve into a Kobold Leader? No, with the shield, Kobold Defender fits better.”

I see. Remia did say it could rank up or evolve, but I didn’t expect it to happen right after a fight.

An F+ rank Kobold kept killing E-rank goblins, so I figured it might rank up next time it returned to the Magic Seal Crystal and reappeared.

“This is more useful right away.”

With the height boost, it might manage to wear leather armor. I’ll try tomorrow.

“Alright, Rock, let’s move forward. Walk ahead of me.”

“Wan!”

Feeling its slightly deeper bark and larger back are reliable, we head deeper into the labyrinth.