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

Chapter 90: Awakening

Tester Life – Day 36 – Midnight – My Room, Bedroom – Sheena

In a hazy consciousness, I’m being ravished by a man.

Is this… a dream?

But it feels good.

Who’s this man before me? He resembles a wolfman, but… oh? No ears.

A human?

Humans were wiped out years ago by the Demon King’s army, every last one killed.

A survivor? But why is he mating with me?

Still, he’s incredibly attractive. Wild, yet with sparse body hair and a sturdy build.

I never liked beastmen—smelly, hairy, and rough.

To think I’m mating with such a man. I must’ve gotten married without realizing.

His facial scar and numerous body wounds suggest he’s a seasoned warrior.

Surviving such injuries shows incredible vitality. More than enough for a husband.

And it feels so good.

Oh… something’s pouring into me. It’s so intense, my mind blanks.

He doesn’t pull out, going again… filling me quickly… so good… so good… each time something pours in, it merges with something inside me and fades… then something returns… more pours in, something returns… and then—

“Hah!?”

My consciousness snaps back, and I wake.

Sitting up, I scan my surroundings—it’s the bedroom from my dream.

“I am…”

It was a dream… but this place… still a dream?

“Ah, aah…”

As confusion hits, a flood of memories surges through my mind. I clutch myself, enduring the torrent.

Calming down, I assess my situation.

Sleeping beside me are the man I was just loving and… a human woman?

Right, she’s the first wife, Sayaka-sama. And the man is my beloved husband, Yagumo-sama, a human.

It wasn’t a dream—it was real.

But why am I here?

I calmly search my past memories.

The princess… I was on the battlefield with her…

“No, Princess! Come with me!”

“I refuse, Princess. As a royal knight, I’ll buy enough time for my master to escape.”

Yes, on the battlefield, defeated by the Demon King’s army, I put the poison-stricken, immobile princess on a horse. With a few subordinates, I stayed behind.

I slapped the horse’s rear as the princess screamed, then toyed with the advancing orc horde… until an ice spell froze me, and I died.

Digging deeper.

Oh, I was resurrected by demons and sealed in a special crystal.

I heard humans were researching such technology. So, a Resurrection Crystal.

A Lust Tattoo on my lower abdomen? It seems the succubus clan resurrected me as a Soulless Doll, a being without a soul. Perhaps because I was well-preserved by the ice?

Yagumo-sama took a liking to me, loving me day and night, causing a miracle?

Yes, that’s the only explanation. His immense love reclaimed my soul from the demons.

Love… Yagumo-sama’s love restored me.

It’s like a fairy tale—a hero rescuing a princess cursed with eternal sleep by demons, awakening her with love.

I’m the heroine. That muscle-brained, reckless wolfwoman as the princess? Ridiculous. That was all a dream.

I recall my memories with my beloved husband.

He’s human, but not from my world—Chikyuu, another world’s human.

I see. The demons decided to invade Chikyuu. My world is likely…

It seems they haven’t invaded Chikyuu yet. For a test run of a dungeon built for Chikyuu’s invasion, Yagumo-sama and students from a place called Gakuen were trapped by succubi. They can’t leave until they clear it.

Yagumo-sama seems cold but has compassion. Yet, when push comes to shove, he can cut off anyone but those dearest to him—a strict resolve.

His rapid rank-ups suggest immense potential.

Isn’t this the ideal man for a beastwoman?

Beastmen are often crude, smelly, and rough. His lack of body hair is perfect. Smooth is the best.

Being a concubine is a shame, but he’s such a catch. Being second wife is a stroke of luck. Fortunately, Sayaka-sama, the first wife, is kind.

She taught me, a soulless husk, everything from using the toilet to skincare. I’m especially grateful for the various sexual techniques.

Thanks to her, my skin is radiant, and I can satisfy Yagumo-sama.

Hehe, even without a soul, I instinctively protected her. To think I entered the dungeon soulless… I must’ve liked her a lot.

To have a husband… how wonderful!

At 17, I joined the knight order as the princess’s attendant and guard, dragged by the muscle-brained princess to battlefields.

I expected an elegant life in the royal castle, but ended up in bloody days.

I wanted to find a mate and retire, but the past two years were all battlefields, rarely at the castle. No chance for romance, and I took it out on the princess.

Even in the final days of the human-demon war, why did a princess need to charge the front lines?

Sacrificing my happiness for that foolish princess…

No, that was a dream. This moment is reality. I was in a long dream.

In this real world, I’ve finally found happiness.

Now, I’ll clear this succubus dungeon, leave, and live a happy married life with Yagumo-sama and Sayaka-sama.

It’s a pity we can’t have children across species, but I’ll leave that to Sayaka-sama. I can cherish Yagumo-sama’s human children.

To protect this newfound happiness, I’ll fight again.

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Tester Life – Day 37 – Morning – My Room – Yagumo Sanada

A jolt of pleasure in my groin wakes me.

White bunny ears twitch frantically.

As the pleasure sharpens my senses, I see Sheena sucking my cock more eagerly than ever.

Her tongue glides along the shaft, fondling my balls, her saliva and precum coating my cock as she deepthroats, pistoning intensely. She pulls off, licks the glans and underside, then dives back in.

“Nn, slurp, gok, nn, nn.”

“Nice, Sheena! Keep it intense.”

As she pistons with lewd “zuzozo” sounds, I call out, and shockingly, she narrows her eyes while sucking.

She smiled? She just smiled, right?

Stunned, I glance beside me. Sayaka’s still asleep.

Right, last night’s triple consecutive forced climaxes from rapid-fire ejaculations knocked her out.

I’ve done three shots without pulling out before, but with 10-minute breaks. Last night was three in three minutes. She wet herself, overwhelmed by pleasure.

Sheena should be the same, but she’s C-rank, with better recovery than Sayaka.

While I think, Sheena eagerly sucks, her intense pistoning urging me to cum.

“Kh, cumming, Sheena! Swallow it all!”

“Nn, nn, yes, Danna-sama… give it to me… let me drink.”

“Eh? Ah, kh! Cumming!”

Byuru! Byururu!

Shocked by Sheena’s unusually talkative response, my cock hits its limit and erupts.

Sheena, unprepared for such a quick shot, wraps her hands around my hips as I thrust, deepthroating and funneling the torrent of semen straight to her stomach.

As it ends, she releases my hips, pulling off with a “chupon” sound.

She kisses the tip, sucking the last drops with a “jururu” noise.

I nearly lift my hips from the pleasure but hold on, and she giggles, “Fufufu.”

“Sheena… right?”

Her behavior’s so different, I ask a dumb question to confirm.

“Yes, Danna-sama. I am Sheena, your wife.”

“W-Wife? Uh, more importantly… your ego’s back?”

“Yes, late last night. Your love freed my captive soul.”

“My soul… so that’s it.”

Equivalent exchange, huh?

So, if Sayaka died but I got her as a Resurrection Crystal… and kept creampieing, her ego could return like Sheena’s.

Creampies save humanity.

“I wasn’t much help before, but I’ll protect you and Oku-sama with all my strength to preserve this happiness.”

“R-Right.”

What? Is Sheena the intense, delusional type?

She’s been clingy and lonely before, but is her true personality fiercely devoted and obsessive?

If so, responding to “Danna-sama” could be risky. No turning back.

To maintain my harem, I must avoid giving leverage and treat them equally. Manga taught me that.

Favoritism causing girl-on-girl drama would ruin the harem. I’ll play the oblivious protagonist.

As I talk with Sheena, Sayaka wakes. Hearing Sheena’s ego returned, she’s as shocked as me.

She’s thrilled for Sheena, blushing when called “Oku-sama” and saying, “Call me Sayaka, it’s embarrassing.”

I tell Sheena to call me Yagumo, not Danna-sama, but she ignores me.

Seems the restored Sheena’s got quite a personality.

I call the chatting duo, and we head to the bathroom for a shower.

Unlike her usual stoic breast-back-washing, Sheena locks eyes with me, washing my front with her breasts.

She gives me a paizuri, then cleans my re-erected cock inside her pussy while standing.

I smirk, noting it’s before an expedition, and have Sayaka lean against the wall, alternating between their pussies to “clean” my cock, finishing by dirtying their insides.

By the way, last night, using Sayaka, Sheena, and Wall Butt girls, I confirmed how many shots quell my arousal.

Twenty.

Twenty shots.

And if I want, I can fire them all in under 20 minutes.

Hah, I’m barely human anymore.

Awakening a special ability, where the hell am I headed?