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

Chapter 65: Sayaka’s Request

Tester Life – Day 26 – Day Off – My Room – Sanada Yagumo

“Ah, ha, ha, nn, feels, n-ah, good!”

Naked Sayaka, in a spider cowgirl position, bounces her hips up and down on me, her perky breasts jiggling wildly.

I suck on Sheena’s soft breasts as she lies sideways beside me, reaching out to grab Sayaka’s swaying ones.

“Ah, yah, pinching my nipples, an!”

Even with a melted expression, Sayaka’s hips don’t stop.

When she climaxed earlier, she paused briefly, but when I thrust upward to urge her on, she trembled and resumed moving her hips.

Sheena twitches when I lightly nip her nipple, stroking my cheek as if to say, “Don’t bite.” Her face remains expressionless as always.

As my limit approaches, I ejaculate inside Sayaka without warning, still sucking Sheena’s breasts.

Spurt, spurt!

“A, aaaaah! I’m cumming!”

Caught off guard by the sudden release, Sayaka freezes in her spider pose, head tilted back like a howling dog, trembling from the forced climax.

I surrender to the pleasure of ejaculation, continuing to suck Sheena’s breasts.

Sheena gently strokes my head.

Her eyes, though, remain as hollow as ever, far from motherly.

Then, I put Sheena on all fours, kissing Sayaka while pounding Sheena’s round, firm ass. In the end, I cover Sheena, kissing her as I ejaculate.

During my climax, Sayaka licking and rolling my balls from behind felt amazing.

After a morning blowjob and unloading once each into Sayaka and Sheena, the perfect start to a day off, we shower together.

In the bathroom, after a double blowjob, I have them brace against the tub’s edge, comparing their flavors from behind and finishing with a facial for both.

We head to the living room, have breakfast, and spend the morning watching a foreign fantasy drama together.

The drama, adapted from a famous novel, features a male elf. Sheena leans forward slightly at his appearance and tilts her head when he attacks with a bow.

Maybe elves in her world don’t use bows. Perhaps they’re like the spirit-magic-using elves from Record of Lodoss War.

We watch the drama, and when I get aroused, I take turns with Sayaka and Sheena in a rear-sitting position, ejaculating inside them.

After lunch, we play a kart racing game. During a one-on-one between Sayaka and Sheena, I fondle Sayaka as a handicap, yet she wins.

Sheena, stunned in disbelief, freezes for a while, which was hilarious.

We play a hide-and-seek game to cheer Sheena up, then a new puzzle game where our skills are evenly matched. That one was probably the most fun.

Evening comes quickly, and after eating tempura together and cleaning up, Sayaka says she has something to discuss.

“What’s the matter?”

“Yes, I want you to take me to the dungeon.”

“No way.”

I was expecting something serious from her earnest eyes, but to my surprise, she wants to go to the dungeon.

I refuse instantly.

There’s no way I’d take Sayaka to such a dangerous place.

“Please! I’ve always had a knack for remembering paths I’ve taken once. I’ve studied mapping, too. And I’m confident in my athletic ability.”

“So that graph paper was for that?”

I once found graph paper in the living room and wondered about it. I thought she was mapping a dungeon RPG she’s been playing during the day, chuckling at her obsession. But she was studying real dungeon mapping.

Come to think of it, I saw an unfamiliar book in the closet. I assumed it was a textbook, but it might’ve been about cartography.

Still, that doesn’t mean I can take my precious Sayaka to the dungeon.

There’s no way I’d risk losing such a beautiful, kind, perfect girl with an exquisite pussy.

That’s what I thought, but…

“I don’t want to be apart from you, Master. Every day while you’re in the dungeon, I’m so worried… When I saw your blood-stained leather armor, my heart nearly broke. And after what happened to Noda-senpai… If you died somewhere I didn’t know about… sniff… I… I couldn’t go on living.”

“H-Hey, don’t cry…”

She probably meant to persuade me, but Sayaka breaks down in tears midway.

I hug her to calm her, but she shows no sign of stopping.

For someone as devoted and fully submitted as Sayaka, my solo dungeon runs seem unbearable.

Her clinging, crying form reminds me of a woman from the Child Soldier Training Facility days.

“I’m so glad you came back alive, Yagumo. I thought I’d never see this cock again…”

No, wait! She’s totally different from that nympho! Sure, I trained a virgin into that, but Sayaka’s personality is nothing like hers.

This is bad. What do I do?

As I struggle, Sheena quietly places her hand on my knee.

Her eyes are still hollow, but they seem to reproach me, as if saying, “Respect a woman’s resolve.”

I want to retort that Japanese women, raised in a sheltered environment without even killing an animal, are different from otherworldly ones. But it’s true that humans learn through experience.

It’s been almost two weeks since I got Sayaka. She’s been cooped up in this windowless room the whole time.

Even with a larger room and entertainment like games, it might be tough for Sayaka, who was in a sports club and used to daily exercise.

Even I, fighting in the dungeon, feel down sometimes. For Sayaka, essentially under house arrest, it might be mentally taxing by now.

The dungeon, though… I could handle Horn Rabbits while protecting her. For Kobolds, if I stay close and let Rock scatter them, Sayaka could deliver the finishing blow… Right, she might rank up.

Currently, Sayaka tires out after three or four loads due to over-climaxing. But if she ranks up and her physical abilities improve, she might handle five. Enjoying that exquisite pussy longer is tempting.

But there’s a chance something could go wrong. If she’s caught off guard and bitten in the neck like Noda… Yet, that pussy… No, if I lost Sayaka… Still, I could protect her against Kobolds… Hmm.

After agonizing for a full five minutes, I make my decision.

“Fine, I’ll take you once as a trial. Being cooped up in the room every day must be depressing.”

“!? Th-Thank you, Master! I’ll definitely get stronger and protect you!”

When I agree, her tears turn to a beaming smile, and she throws her arms around my neck.

Sheena nods faintly.

“First, learn to protect yourself. If you’re a burden, I won’t take you again. Our lives are on the line, understand?”

I say to Sayaka with a wry smile.

“Yes! I’ll definitely be useful!”

Sayaka pulls back, her eyes serious.

Still, a normal high school girl, even facing artificial monsters, might freeze up. Even if she can fight, seeing blood and guts might unhinge her.

The students said they struggled at first. But they’re guys, descendants of a warrior race that’s killed kin without hesitation since ancient times and performed kamikaze attacks in recent history. Aside from the shut-ins, they’ve adapted.

These are people who never killed so much as a dog before being abducted to this dungeon.

Only about 10% of 300 have dropped out—an abnormal resilience, frankly.

The Japanese seem peace-loving normally but grow strong when pushed to the brink, I muse, taking Sayaka’s arm and heading to the Magic Crystal.

Since I’m taking her, I need to gear her up.

I sit Sayaka beside me and open the shop.

Now, what equipment should I buy for her?